| CHARLIE |
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What do you reckon, Bert? |
| BERT |
Dunno, Charlie. You’re the expert. |
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| CHARLIE | Scans the door and its surrounds. |
No alarm system; no bolts; no padlocks; no nuffing. |
| BERT |
You’re right, Charlie. |
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| CHARLIE |
A doddle. |
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| BERT |
To work? |
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| CHARLIE |
To work. |
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| BERT takes out from the bag a small collapsible card-table and sets it up centre-stage. From the bag, BERT also takes out a tool-roll and unrolls it on the table. Meanwhile, CHARLIE is methodically putting on a pair of rubber gloves and flexing his fingers. The two adopt an air of professionalism, as if they were surgeons at an operation. CHARLIE is the “chief surgeon”, BERT is his assistant. | ||
| CHARLIE | Holds out hand to BERT. |
Spray. |
| BERT clasps his hands and bows his head in prayer. CHARLIE looks wonderingly at BERT then cuffs him round the head. | ||
| CHARLIE |
I said, “spray” … the spray. |
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| BERT | Takes an aerosol can from the tool-roll and hands it to CHARLIE. |
Sorry, I thought ….Spray. |
| CHARLIE | Sprays into the keyhole of the door. |
Keys. |
| BERT | Hands CH a large bunch of keys from the tool-roll. |
Keys. |
| CHARLIE | CHARLIE looks expertly at the keys before choosing one. He tries it in the lock only to find that it doesn’t fit. He glances over his shoulder to see if BERT has noticed before selecting a second choice, then a third, then a fourth. BERT loses interest and starts to read a comic. CHARLIE eventually hands back the keys with a casual toss of the head. |
I … er … think we’ll try the picks. |
| BERT | Hands CHARLIE a bunch of angled wires of various sizes. |
Right you are, Charlie. Picks. |
| CHARLIE | Flexes his fingers before delicately choosing a pick. He tries this in the lock with no success. As before, he tries various others to no avail. BERT, meanwhile, is picking his finger-nails meticulously. |
Of course … should have seen it earlier. Screwdriver. |
| BERT | Hands CHARLIE a screwdriver from the tool-roll. |
Of course. Screwdriver. |
| CHARLIE | Makes an attempt to unscrew the lock. No success. |
Philips screwdriver. |
| BERT | Looks puzzled. |
Philip’s got it. |
| CHARLIE |
Doh! Philips screwdriver … with the little star thingy on the end of it. |
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| BERT | Hunts for screwdriver and passes it to CHARLIE. |
Oops! Philips screwdriver. |
| CHARLIE | CHARLIE now works his way through a succession of tools, becoming slightly more frantic with each new demand. He shields what he is doing from BERT and the audience but loud thumping, clanking, bashing noises betray that it lacks finesse. |
Pliers. |
| BERT |
Pliers. |
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| CHARLIE |
Hammer. |
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| BERT |
Hammer. |
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| CHARLIE |
Chisel. |
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| BERT |
Chisel. |
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| CHARLIE |
Drill. |
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| BERT | Now resorts to the tool-bag and hands CHARLIE a drill |
Drill. |
| CHARLIE |
Jemmy. |
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| BERT |
Jemmy. |
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| CHARLIE |
Sledge. |
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| BERT | Producing a snow-sledge from the tool-bag. |
Sledge. |
| CHARLIE |
SledgeHAMMER! |
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| BERT | Hunts in the bag to find the tool. |
As you were, Charlie. Sledgehammer. |
| CHARLIE | CHARLIE now sets about trying to demolish the door, but to no avail. He then turns his attention to digging around the base of the door. |
Spade. |
| BERT |
Spade. |
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| CHARLIE |
Pickaxe. |
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| BERT |
Pickaxe. |
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| CHARLIE |
Pneumatic drill. |
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| BERT |
Pneumatic drill. |
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| CHARLIE | Finally turning from the door, exhausted. Tools litter the ground. Sweat drips from his forehead. |
This one’s slightly more difficult than usual, Bert. |
| BERT | Chirpy |
If you say so, Charlie. |
| CHARLIE |
It’s a little extreme, perhaps, but …. Pass me the jelly! |
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| BERT | BERT reaches into the tool-bag to produce a plate of jelly |
Ho-ho, jelly, eh, Charlie. |
| CHARLIE |
Not jelly …. Gelly …. Gelignite! |
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| BERT | Roots around in the bag. |
Sorry, Charlie, my mistake. Gelignite. |
| CHARLIE | Fixes the gelignite to the door. |
Detonator. |
| BERT |
Detonator. |
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| CHARLIE | Eases the detonator into the gelignite. |
Cable. |
| BERT |
Cable. |
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| CHARLIE | Attaches the cable to the detonator. |
Plunger. |
| BERT | Produces a rubber sink-plunger. |
Plunger. |
| CHARLIE | He is exasperated and forms his hands into fists. He starts to advance on BERT but checks himself and turns his fists downwards to mime the plunging action. | |
| BERT | Looks quizzical – then likewise makes a plunging action – realises – and turns to produce a plunger-detonator from the tool-bag. | |
| CHARLIE |
Attaches the end of the cable to the plunger mechanism. Carrying the plunger, CHARLIE and BERT retreat to the far side of the stage – perhaps even to the back of the hall. BERT puts his fingers in his ears. |
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| CHARLIE |
Fingers. |
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| BERT | Does not hear, because he has his fingers in his ears. | |
| CHARLIE | Removes BERT’s fingers and repeats … |
Fingers. |
| BERT | BERT now stands behind CHARLIE and places his fingers in CHARLIE’s ears as CHARLIE prepares to operate the plunger to detonate the explosive. |
Sorry, Charlie. |
| CHARLIE | Plunges! There is a loud explosion! Bursting a balloon just offstage is quite effective. Alternatively, a large jagged “flash-card” printed with the word “BANG” appears near the door. The door stands intact. CHARLIE and BERT make their way back to the door. CHARLIE sinks to a seated position on the floor. | |
| CHARLIE | Weakly |
Bucket. |
| BERT | Produces a bucket of water from the bag |
Bucket. |
| CHARLIE |
Sponge. |
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| BERT | Produces a sponge from the bucket |
Sponge. |
| CHARLIE |
(Sighs.) |
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| BERT | Squeezes the wet sponge over CHARLIE’s head. Sinks to the ground beside CHARLIE. |
(Sighs.) |
| Without a word, a young CHILD enters and walks across to the door. The CHILD steps over BERT and CHARLIE and knocks firmly on the door. The door opens and the CHILD enters. CHARLIE collapses even further to lay full-stretch on the ground. BERT takes CHARLIE's legs and drags him from the scene. | ||
| - END - | ||
Jesus said, “I am the door.” (JOHN 10:9)
“…to him who knocks it will be opened.” (LUKE 10:10)