PLAYHOUSE OF THE DAMNED
by Richard Nathan
The spotlight is up on our host, GUS THE GHOUL. He steps downstage and addresses the audience.
What a sad story. But here at the Playhouse
of the Damned, we believe there's no use
crying over still blood. Or as I said to the
weeping executioner who was about to burn
the old witch at the stake, "Laugh and the
world laughs with you; cry and you fry a
crone!" I could go on with these jokes all
night! But now comes the moment you've
all been waiting for... the end of our play.
If you've enjoyed our show, we hope
you'll tell your psychiatrist right away!
Maybe you can still be cured! And please tell
everyone you know to come see "Playhouse
of the Damned." After all, why should you
be the only one to suffer? So spread the
word. We need all the coverage we can
get. I told a friend of mine that "Playhouse
of the Damned" deserves in depth coverage,
and he said, "Yes, it deserves to be buried
six feet deep!" And now, why don't we
our cast a hand?
Gus removes a phony hand from his costume and throws it to the floor. The entire cast runs on stage and fights over it. When one person gets the hand, they all straighten up and bow. Gus turns to the audience.
You know, it's very touching to gain the
appreciation of people you respect and
admire. But I find it even more touching
to win the appreciation of a group of sick,
demented misfits like yourselves. You're my
kind of people! Thank you for attending
"The Playhouse of the Damned."
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© 2000 by Richard Nathan. All rights reserved
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