The Scar

As I haven’t got round to putting my thoughts about Calvary onto paper yet, here’s a silly sketch that I wrote after being inspired by a friend’s status on Facebook. Sometimes the slightest thing can give you the inspiration for something and I find it’s best to roll with it. This is probably why it takes me so long to complete manuscripts! Anyway, here’s The Scar.
 


 

THE SCAR

A completely normal coffee shop and I stress the word ‘completely’. Two friends, KIRSTY and NICK, are having coffee together. They sit at a two seater table, facing one another.

NICK               …and that’s how I cured the common cold. So, what’s new with you?

KIRSTY           Oh, you know. Same old, same old.

NICK               Because you’re so old.

KIRSTY           I am old and venerable, I’ll have you know.

NICK               So long as you’re not venereal, it’s okay.

KIRSTY           That joke doesn’t really work, does it?

NICK               No. Not in the slightest. But, seriously, come on. There must be something new with you?

KIRSTY           Um…well, I’ve been really getting into the yoga, so there’s that. Still working on the play, of course.

NICK               How’s that going?

KIRSTY           Yeah, really well. Good rehearsals so far. Think it’s going to be a good one.

NICK               It better be. I’ve already bought my ticket.

KIRSTY           When are you coming?

NICK               Halfway through the-

KIRSTY           To see the play.

NICK               On the Saturday.

KIRSTY           I’ll make sure that Saturday’s 20% better, just for you.

NICK               So kind.

KIRSTY           I know.

NICK               But that’s not really new, is it?

KIRSTY           Well, yesterday I found a scar on my foot that I didn’t know was there.

NICK               A new scar? Interesting…

Nick squirms down into his chair and speaks at the lapel of his coat in a very monotone, secret agent sort of a way.

NICK               She knows.

KIRSTY           What did you just do?

NICK               Nothing. So, tell me more about this scar…

KIRSTY           No, what did you just say into your coat?

NICK               That. Nothing to worry about. Just a little…thing.

KIRSTY           A thing.

NICK               Yes.

KIRSTY           A thing relating to this new scar?

NICK               Of course not.

KIRSTY           Right, I’m going.

NICK               I wouldn’t do that if I were you.

KIRSTY           Why?

NICK               I just wouldn’t do that if I were you.

KIRSTY           Well, watch me.

Kirsty heads towards the door. Suddenly it bursts open, killing the lights in the café. Smoke drifts in through the open door and a bright light makes Kirsty shield her eyes. A figure walks through it, clearly wearing a biohazard suit with a gas mask.

NICK               I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.

KIRSTY           No. No! Noooooo!

The figure takes off the gas mask. Lights back to normal.

KIRSTY           Oh, hi, Ed. You alright?

ED                    Not bad. You?

KIRSTY           Yeah, fine. Listen, I have to run. See you soon?

ED                    (ominous) Yes. Soon.

KIRSTY           Great.

Exit Kirsty, confused.

 

Comments
2 Responses to “The Scar”
  1. Wow Nick. It’s been some time since I’ve come to your blog (no idea why the reader won’t show certain posts .. and of course I have been lagging in my reading). I’d enjoyed this sketch, and am curious to know more about the scar… 😉

    • Nick says:

      Well, we all get behind while we’re outside living life! Thanks, but you don’t want to know about the scar. If you knew about the scar…I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe…

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