THE SECRET

 

                                                                        by Richard Nathan

 

Lights come up on TIM, sitting at his desk, pouring himself a class of whiskey.  He is drinking, but is not drunk.  He drinks slowly and deliberately, hoping to get drunk. 

 

Enter BILL.  Bill is upset to see Tim drinking.

 

                                                BILL

                                    Gee. Tim.  You shouldnít 
                                    drink so much.  Especially
                                    not at work.

 

                                                TIM
                                    I need to drink, Bill.  I know a
                                    terrible secret.  A secret I need
                                    to forget.

 

                                                BILL
                                    Is that drink number one - or
                                    drink number two?

 

                                                TIM
                                    Iíve learned something about
                                    life on this planet Bill. 
                                    Something about life in the
                                    twenty-first century that
                                    you donít want to know.

 

                                                BILL
                                    Itís not drink number three, is it?

 

                                                TIM
                                    A horrible secret I canít seem to
                                    get out of my mind, no matter how
                                    much I drink.

 

                                                BILL
                                    Itís not more than three!  Tell me itís
                                    not more than three!

 

                                                TIM
                                    Iíve learned that almost everyone on
                                    EarthÖ. is an idiot!

 

                                                BILL
                                    Itís not eleventeen!  It couldnít
                                    be drink number eleventeen!

 

                                                TIM
                                    How long have you been my
                                    boss, Bill?

 

                                                BILL
                                    A long time.  Probably around
                                    a billion years.  Ever since I took
                                    over the accounting department.

 

Tim sighs.  He puts away the glass and the whiskey bottle.

 

                                                TIM
                                    Letís get back to work

 

Bill smiles.

 

 

 

BLACKOUT!

 

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