Comedy, by Ken Bradbury, 1995
It's a 'right of pasage' ... the prom. An older sister tries to prepare younger sis with advice you won't see in Ann Landers.
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Duration8 - 10 minutes
- 2 Females
Product Id: #222
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An excerpt …
(The big dance.)
Marsh: I said, “You nervous?”
Tammy: (obviously nervous) No! Why should I be nervous ... I mean, it’s just a ... it’s just a ... p ... p … (she can’t get the word out)
Tammy: It’s a ... a p ... p ...
Marsh: Prom? Are you trying to say “prom?”
Tammy: Sure. I can say it ... p ... p ...
(Big sister has some advice.)
Marsh: This isn’t Sesame Street, honey. This is prom. You’ve got to compare notes. At a prom, the rest rooms become the war room. Scouting reports come in, generals map out their strategy, ammunition is distributed ...
Marsh: Makeup ... the Stealth Bomber of adolescence.
Tammy: Am I supposed to remember all this?
Marsh: Nope. You’re an American woman. This was all implanted in your DNA at birth. Now ... just a few other little details ... fast dances are safe, but watch out for the slow ones.
Tammy: I don’t even know how to slow dance!
Tammy: (into phone) M. (listens, then) Yeh ... me, too.
Marsh: What’d he say?
Tammy: He says he’s just nervous about tonight and thought he’d call me to see how I was doin’. (into phone) Yeh ... I am too.
Marsh: Don’t admit that! Remember what I told you?
Tammy: (into phone) Yeh. Scared to death, actually.
Marsh: Oh, geesh!
Tammy: (into phone) Listen. Let’s make a deal. Let’s just say that you’re nervous and I’m nervous so we’ll just be nervous together and have a good time. OK? (he answers) Great! See ya later! (she hangs up)
Marsh: What’ve you done!?
Tammy: Sorry, Marsh. I gotta be me.
Marsh: Think it’ll work?
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