Constance: that was nice of you, that that party for that girl like that
Ocean: It's what I do. Strange, in our predicament she's somehow the saddest
Constance: I agree
Ocean: your not thinking of voting for her are you?
Constance: no I'm voting for you naturally of course. Ocean um.... Do you ever think you'd maybe..... Vote for me?
Ocean: of course I would your my best friend..... But It's by unanimous vote.... So kinda have to
Constance: vote for yourself
Ocean: (nods pausing) you know I envy you
Constance: no you don't
Ocean: No I do… I mean I got straight A’s since I was in grade one. I was working
toward something. I was building a life. You, you were satisfied doing nothing,
making cupcakes…eating them. You are what the Taoists call an "uncarved block"
Constance: I'm a block?
Ocean: just learn to take a compliment
Constance: thanks?
Ocean: I thought my life had mean I guess it didn't oh well jokes on me (crying) My death has really affected me
Constance: me too
Ocean: well naturally my death has affected you can't you just listen for once instead of making it all about yourself
Constance: (punches her in the boob)
Ocean: OWWWW you just punched me in the fricking boob
Constance: sorry (walks to Karnak)
YOU ARE READING
Ride The Cyclone Script
Humorscript ONLY FOR THE PRODUCTION MY GROUP DOES WITH THE RIGHTS (also we'll have a door bit curtains so anything with the curtains falling and rising will be us entering and leaving the door)
