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PLEASE DON’T PASS ME BY – written by Tanis Harms
TOPIC: reaching out, helping those in need
SCRIPTURE: Luke 10:25-37
Style: drama/conversation: women pass by
. other women on the street, not realizing
. the desperate conditions of their hearts
Cast: WOMEN 1 & 2, PROSTITUTE (P), BAG LADY (B),
. DISTRAUGHT WOMAN (D)
Set & Props: WOMAN 1 & 2: trendy, purses, cellphones
. PROSTITUTE: appropriate dress just above
. the knees and no cleavage,
. just give the illusion with
. high heels, big earrings, big hair...
. BAG LADY: dirty clothes, suitcase, bag
. DISTRAUGHT WOMAN: bruise on her face,
. disheveled clothes
(BAG LADY sits down on the ground at center stage.
PROSTITUTE stands at stage left and strikes a pose.
WOMEN 1 and 2 enter at stage left, talking.)
W1 That was fun. We should totally do that again.
W2 I SOOO needed that mani-pedi. I say,
. we need to set an ongoing monthly appointment.
. We deserve to be pampered! So next time,
. I suggest the facial.
W1 (admiring her nails) Well, you were right,
. they definitely do amazing work.
P (softly) Hello, ladies.
(WOMAN 2 notices PROSTITUTE and nudges WOMAN 1 to look.
WOMAN 1 and 2 stop, just past the PROSTITUTE, to talk.)
W2 Wow! Get a load of her.
. Do you think she’s trying to proposition us?
W1 Someone needs to just lock them all up
. and throw away the key. All they do
. is encourage more temptation and sin.
W2 Not to mention attract more crime to the area.
W1 Oh-I’ve got to take this. (pulls out cellphone)
W2 (pulls out her cellphone, talking as she texts)
. LOL, so if you never hear from me ever again,
. I was last seen on Second Street-
(While WOMEN 1 & 2 mime their conversations,
PROSTITUTE steps forward to talk to the congregation.)
P It’s not unusual for people to blame me
. for other people’s sins and crimes.
. I’m not saying that I’m perfect. Not at all.
. I can barely look at myself in a mirror.
. It’s hard to believe that I’m not even 17 yet,
. even though I may act and look like an adult –
. I don’t remember playing, or ever being a child.
. Well, people see what they want to see.
. Most people refuse to even acknowledge
. my existence, unless it’s to look at me
. with self-righteous scorn. Especially the women.
. But a lot of men have usually acknowledged
. me in other ways, especially my stepfather.
. No one cared, or dared, to protect me.
. Just to survive, I had to run away,
. thinking I could escape that hell.
. Except, it didn’t take very long for another man
. to see my distress and take advantage.
. When he offered to buy me lunch,
. and take care of me, and love me –
. he put something in my soft drink, I’m sure of it,
. because after that point, the whole world
. became hazy – and more desperate than before.
. And every time I reach a moment of clarity,
. a strong craving takes over. As long as I do
. what I’m told - the man keeps supplying me
. me with whatever it is that keeps me
. from going crazy. And as long as I do
. what I’m told – I won’t get beaten.
. Well, sometimes I get beaten anyway.
. I probably won’t live very long.
. And I don’t see much reason to.
. I can’t see any way to escape. And there
. definitely isn’t anybody who really cares.
(PROSTITUTE slowly exits stage left. 3
WOMEN 1 and 2 close their cellphones.)
W1 (noticing) So nice of her to leave.
(WOMEN 1 and 2 continue their walk and see the BAG LADY.
WOMEN stop to comment when LADY holds out a cup to them.)
W2 Wow! Can’t this city clean up the streets?
W1 Don’t even give her a penny. It’s her choice that
. she’s here. It’s just pure laziness on her part.
. SOME PEOPLE should just get up – and find a job –
W2 Oh, that reminds me, I was going to give Noreen
. a call. Sorry. Just give me a second.
(WOMAN 2 gets on her cellphone, while WOMAN 1 pulls out
her cellphone to text. While WOMEN 1 and 2 mime
their conversations, the BAG LADY struggles to get up
to talk to the congregation.)
BL Well, what can I say for myself?
. Both my parents worked very hard,
. and taught me to work very hard for what I wanted.
. I graduated with a degree,
. but could never get work in my field. Typical!
. So I worked two part-time jobs, which meant that
. I never got benefits. Then, once I was diagnosed
. as schizophrenic, I tried working three part-time
. jobs just so I could afford my meds.
. They are not cheap, and I kept slipping further
. and further into debt. Soon, I couldn’t afford
. the mediation. Well, without the medication,
. my brain likes to do its own thing.
. Even if I COULD get a fulltime job which offered
. benefits, I already have a preexisting condition.
. So here I am – I can’t hold a job because
. I need medication, but - I can’t get medication
. without a job. Hm, (looks around suspiciously)
. there’s danger lurking. I must get to
. Wendy’s house and see what kind of food
. she’s left behind for me today. They disguise it,
. and keep it protected in a big metal box outside.
(BAG LADY exits and WOMEN 1 and 2 close their cellphones.
WOMAN 1 waves her hand in front of her face.)
W1 Ah, I can still smell that bag lady.
W2 Next time the youth group wants to do a fundraiser
. for some ski trip, instead of a carwash, they could
. always take donations to hose down street people.
W1 Brilliant! Sounds like a great idea. Now what?
(DISTRAUGHT WOMAN runs up from stage left.)
DW C-could you help me?
W2 Sorry, I don’t have any change.
DW I-I just n-need – I – I don’t know – ah – I -
W2 Ah, you need to stay off of drugs, lady.
W1 We don’t have time for this, you know. Sorry.
(WOMAN 1 answers her cellphone and turns her back.
WOMAN 2 puts up a finger and gets on her cellphone.
DISTRAUGHT WOMAN turns to the congregation.)
DW I just don’t know what to do. My husband has
. really done it this time. People have warned me
. that he could do something drastic, but I –
. I keep telling myself that he can change.
. He’s always really so sorry right afterwards –
. and always promises to change. A-and then,
. for a while, things are always really good –
. when they’re good – a-and I’m not pushing
. his buttons. But then, eventually he loses it –
. again – and it just keeps on getting worse.
. I suppose I just refused to see this.
. I don’t know. I love him so much.
. And somehow, I think I deserve to be hit.
. (WOMAN 2 begins to listen to the DISTRAUGHT WOMAN)
. If only I could just try to be perfect, then -
. everything would be okay. For me - and the kids.
. Oh! The kids! I left the kids behind.
. I’m so selfish. What kind of mother am I?
. I really need to stay – just for the kids.
. I need to protect them! If I’m not there,
. he-he could put all his anger onto the children.
. I need to go back!
(DISTRAUGHT WOMAN begins to leave, back to stage left.)
W2 Wait! You can’t go back to that!
. No one deserves to be hit! It’s - too dangerous.
DW But my children!
W2 Right, you – need to get them out of there!
. But you need to do it safely.
DW I – I – don’t know h-how –
W1 Ah, yeah, exactly, you need call someone
. on your cellphone and get some help.
DW I – I just ran out. I left everything behind.
W2 (to W1) She’s obviously not thinking clearly.
. (to DW) Why don’t you come with us?
. You can use my cellphone. In fact,
. I’ll do some calling around for you and
. we’ll get you some help. We’ll make sure that
. you safely get your children out of that situation,
. and get you all to a safe house. Okay?
(WOMAN 2 turns DISTRAUGHT WOMAN around to exit
W1 (to W2) What are you doing?
W2 What I SHOULD have been doing all along!
. (to DW) Come on.
(WOMAN 2 leads out DISTRAUGHT WOMAN.
WOMAN 1 finally gets into the spirit of it.)