Friday, January 16, 2015

Waiting for Godot (21st century version)


A disheveled, sparsely furnished living room.

Estragon, sitting on a worn out sofa, is holding a game controller and staring at a large-screen TV.
Vladimir enters with a pizza, sits down on a worn out chair.

ESTRAGON: (still staring at screen) Tell Godot that the pizza's here.

VLADIMIR: (takes out phone and starts texting, the phone chirps) He's going to be late.

ESTRAGON: (still staring at screen) Good. I'll eat his then.


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