Short Play
|“Not one of them comes out of this alive, not one.“|
Teleplay By:
Nicole S.
Brian C.
Shelly Z.
CHARACTERS:
The Barber
Torres
Narrator
Barber's thoughts
Julien
Person 1
Person 2
Person 3
Judge
Just lather, That's all. BY: Hernando Tellez
[pic]
ACT 1
Scene 1
(CAMERA FADE IN SLOWLY, the street is quiet. CAMERA PANS CLOSER IN A SALON BESIDE THE ROAD. We hear the narrator)
Narrator: It was a regular sunny day for the barber, who had just finished up cutting an old friend's hair. As he cleaned up his station from his previous cut, someone very unexpected, yet familiar to the barber, enters.
(Camera focuses on the customer's face as he enters the barber shop. Camera pans left and centers on the barber, who is carefully sharpening his razor. He stops what he is doing once he sees the customer come in.)
Barber: (Looks away and continues to sharpen.)
Torres: (Takes off his belt and hat and hangs it on the wall. He turns to the barber.) Good afternoon.
Barber: (Nervously) Good afternoon.
Torres: (Leans against the wall and wipes a drop of sweat from his forehead) It's hot as hell. Give me a shave.
(Camera focuses on the barber's face, who is clearly nervous as you can see him gulp. His eyes scan Torres' face)
Barber: (Nods as he begins to cut up small pieces of soap. He places the soap in a cup and mixes it with water. Continues to stir but doesn't look up to make eye contact.) What kind of shave do you want?
Torres: (Shrugs) Just shave it all.
Barber: (Stirs in a slow manner, but his eyes dart over to Torres for a quick second before returning his gaze back to the soap) The other boys in the group should have this much beard, too.
Torres: (Laughs and shrugs) But we did all right, you know. We got the main ones. We brought back some dead, and we've got some others still alive. But pretty soon they'll all be dead.
Barber: How many did you catch?
Teleplay By:
Nicole S.
Brian C.
Shelly Z.
CHARACTERS:
The Barber
Torres
Narrator
Barber's thoughts
Julien
Person 1
Person 2
Person 3
Judge
Just lather, That's all. BY: Hernando Tellez
[pic]
ACT 1
Scene 1
(CAMERA FADE IN SLOWLY, the street is quiet. CAMERA PANS CLOSER IN A SALON BESIDE THE ROAD. We hear the narrator)
Narrator: It was a regular sunny day for the barber, who had just finished up cutting an old friend's hair. As he cleaned up his station from his previous cut, someone very unexpected, yet familiar to the barber, enters.
(Camera focuses on the customer's face as he enters the barber shop. Camera pans left and centers on the barber, who is carefully sharpening his razor. He stops what he is doing once he sees the customer come in.)
Barber: (Looks away and continues to sharpen.)
Torres: (Takes off his belt and hat and hangs it on the wall. He turns to the barber.) Good afternoon.
Barber: (Nervously) Good afternoon.
Torres: (Leans against the wall and wipes a drop of sweat from his forehead) It's hot as hell. Give me a shave.
(Camera focuses on the barber's face, who is clearly nervous as you can see him gulp. His eyes scan Torres' face)
Barber: (Nods as he begins to cut up small pieces of soap. He places the soap in a cup and mixes it with water. Continues to stir but doesn't look up to make eye contact.) What kind of shave do you want?
Torres: (Shrugs) Just shave it all.
Barber: (Stirs in a slow manner, but his eyes dart over to Torres for a quick second before returning his gaze back to the soap) The other boys in the group should have this much beard, too.
Torres: (Laughs and shrugs) But we did all right, you know. We got the main ones. We brought back some dead, and we've got some others still alive. But pretty soon they'll all be dead.
Barber: How many did you catch?