Professional Documents
Culture Documents
by
Madhuri Shekar
Fall 2010
Contact:
madhuri.shekar1@gmail.com
ZOMBIES ARE WERE PEOPLE TOO
By Madhuri Shekar
DEFENSE ATTORNEY
Zombies are-
PROSECUTOR
(off-stage)
Objection!
DEFENSE ATTORNEY
Were people too, your honor! Does my client not have the same
rights to habeus corpus as the rest of us?
JUDGE
Your client is literally a corpse, counsel.
WITNESS
And he ate my brains! I’m all for a fair trial, but COME ON!
DEFENSE ATTORNEY
Mr. Roberts, if my client ate your brains, HOW ARE YOU STILL
TALKING?
A pause.
JUDGE
(bangs the gavel)
The court rules in favor of the defense.
Blackout.
2.
By Madhuri Shekar.
MAN
Nation, have you seen my pants?
(pause. He turns around slowly,
flaunting what he’s got.)
They’re fantastic, aren’t they? They are so sheer, they are
practically invisible. The thinnest material on the market,
and therefore, the most slimming. Notice how it shows off the
elegance of my contours, providing a graceful hint of my skin
tone.
(as he says the following, he
turns around and bends over)
Notice how it stretches to fit perfectly, not a crease in
sight. Why, it’s like I’m wearing nothing at all!
ASSISTANT
Your majesty, your majesty!
MAN
What are you doing? You’re covering up my new outfit.
(The assistant whispers in his
ears. The man blanches. He
glares at the audience.)
All right. Kill them all.
Blackout.
3.
BE HAPPY
By Madhuri Shekar
DAUGHTER
Be happy!
MOTHER
That’s not the answer I was looking for.
DAUGHTER
You asked me what I wanted to be.
MOTHER
I meant professionally.
DAUGHTER
I can be happy professionally.
MOTHER
Who’s gonna pay you?
DAUGHTER
The happiness bank.
A long pause.
MOTHER
Fucking Swarthmore.
Blackout.
4.
By Madhuri Shekar
GIRL A
Matt Damon.
GIRL B
What about him?
GIRL A
Think he and Ben Affleck ever...
GIRL B
What is that?
GIRL A
I was going for gay sex.
A pause.
GIRL B
Look if you wanna say something then just SAY it.
GIRL A
Fine. Do you wanna fuck?
GIRL B
No.
A beat.
GIRL A
We wouldn’t be in this awkward place if you'd just allowed me
to stay on the Matt Damon allegory.
Blackout.
5.
GOD HATES...
By Madhuri Shekar.
MAN
No I don’t.
PROTESTOR
Who are you?
(The man points at the sign)
Fag?
MAN
No, the other one. It would be pretty gay of me to hate on
gay people, don’t you think?
PROTESTOR
You’re going to hell.
MAN
(checking his watch)
And late, too.
MAN
(looking at the sign)
That bothers me.
Blackout.
6.
PUMPKIN SMASH
By Madhuri Shekar
MAN
PUMPKIN SMASH!
MAN
PUMPKIN SMASH!
MAN
PUMPKIN SMASH!
By Madhuri Shekar
NEWS ANCHOR
And now over to Tim with the weather.
TIM
Thank you, Dave. We have clear skies this morning, with some
hot air blowing up Dave’s ass. On Tuesday, we can expect
light showers of Dave’s piss, all over my marriage. Later
this week, some pockets of intense high pressure over Dave’s
jugular. Followed by a righteous rain of hellfire and the
fury of God’s vengeance upon his sinning, devilish, blackest
of souls, an eternal reign in hell for that Satan’s spawn!
NEWS ANCHOR
(pause)
Thank you Tim. Now over to Dwayne, with the sports.
8.
I DO I DO OH GOD YES I DO
By Madhuri Shekar
PRIEST
Do you, Tricia Martin-
TRICIA
Yes! That’s me!
PRIEST
Take Justin Baxter-
TRICIA
Yes.
PRIEST
As your lawfully wedded husband.
TRICIA
Oh my god yes.
PRIEST
In sickness and in health-
TRICIA
You betcha.
PRIEST
For better or for worse-
TRICIA
Yes, yes, yes.
PRIEST
Till death do you part?
TRICIA
Yes! YES! YES! Oh yes!
PRIEST
Do you, Justin-
THE EARWORM
By Madhuri Shekar
PATIENT
I have this damn Katy Perry song stuck in my head, get it out
please!
DOCTOR
The only cure is to insert an equally annoying song into your
head, they will cancel each other out.
PATIENT
Do it!
DOCTOR
Better?
PATIENT
(clutching her head)
Doctor- they’re-
DOCTOR
(turning a knob)
What’s happening?
PATIENT
They’re creating a mash-up! AAAAAH!
JUST A MINUTE
By Madhuri Shekar
GIRL
We don’t have time.
BOY
We have a minute-
GIRL
Anything that can be done in a minute is not worth doing.
BOY
Not necessarily.
GIRL
Speed does not impress me.
BOY
Well, we only need 30 seconds, don’t we buddy?
Blackout.
11.
By Madhuri Shekar
TOWN CRIER
Hear ye! Hear ye! By order of the King, all use of hyperbole
is now a punishable offence.
MAN
What? That’s crazy!
MAN
No I mean- that is a logically unnecessary preventive
measure! HELP!
TOWN CRIER
I hear there are writers in this room.
(pause)
Watch it.
Blackout.