https://www.posetteforever.com/viewtopic.php?f=25&t=1224&p=17780#p17780
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Visitor
Monday, 17 January 2005, 10:50 PM


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:bigrinnin: Second action  :bigrinnin: 

Agony: I wonder how he'll do it...
Depression: How he'll do what?
Agony: Kill himself.
Depression:I'm not sure he'll commit a suicide , he's just trying every possible to make you notice him.
Agony: Are you sure? Morten made me order this coffin and reserve a place in the town area's crypt.
Depression: I didn't find out when this "suicide" thing became serious. But why you're listening to what Morten ask you? Go and  dissuade him. Tell him that you love him or something like that! Have Ito teach you what to do?
Agony:I'll discourage him as quick as possible.
Depression: Fine! And now...
Agony: Somebody;s knocking on te door. Hide! It may be the tax-collector!
Depression: I'm tired of all this hiding! I had not told anyone I'm here.
Agony: Wait! Let me ave a look! e looks like tax man. Hide in the coffin!
Depression: No!  [-( 
Agony:I'm coming mister tax collector!
Depression: OK.
The Tax man : Are you Depressia Vahalska?
Agony:Well...not....(looking at the coffin)... she just... it happened last night...poor Depressia....so suddently! A-a-a (crying)
The Tax man : Come down citizen!
Agony: She was so young... and...(crying)
                                    Nobody enters in the room.
Nobody:What is all that noise about? Agonia? You and this...this...tax-collector! I wrote you a letter! Traitor! (censored)!
Agony: But I...
Nobody: There are too much street-walkers in this county! (censored) (leave the room)
The Tax man: I'll come later. (leave the stage)
Depression: And what are we going to do now ?
Agony:Don't know. I was thinking It would be a good idea to say you're dead because the tax men would leave you alone...
Depression:Now they'll confiscate all my immovable property and turn it into state property! And what I'm suppose to do now, Agonia?
Agony: Mmm...call your grandmoter...
Depression: I'm going to talk with Morten of the so-called "suicide".You stay here! And next time when somebody's knocking on door , you hide in the coffin and pretend to be dead!

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                        ( Morten's trying to make a gibbet for his brother. Nobody isn't so excited 
                                                             about hanging himself )

Nobody: Just drive it in the ceiling!
Morten: I can't . The step-ladder is too short.
Nobody: But I can't hang myself witout gallows!
Morten: We still can hang you from the balcony...
Nobody:(running is fingers over his neck) No. It's too cold out there! Maybe we should try in the kitchen...
Morten:Are you serious , or you're just attempting to make some play-act , and make me nail Agonia's house?
Nobody:Don't even make mention of her . She's just anoter (censored)!
Morten:I trought you was in love.
Nobody: She's a street-walker! No! She's a call-girl! Yesterday , while I was hesitating about hang myself or take a poison I accidentally entered in the living room and can you believe what I saw?
Morten: A coffin? We bought it to you. You didn't like the coffin?
Nobody: No. I saw a tax man looking for Depressia and Agonia crying ang blarneying him.
Morten: You're just AGONIZING!
Nobody: It was true. And I spend 3 hours writing the letter to her. I'll never fall in love again.
Morten: I'm sure you wouldn't . So what do you choose to hang yourself here or in the kitchen?
Nobody: I'm not very entusiastic about the hanging. Mabe I should go in the kitchen and look for some mice poison...
Morten: You're such a child! What I'm supposed to do with tis step-ladder?
Nobody: Well, put it back in the lumber room.
Morten: Wait I got it! Why don't nail the gallows in the step-ladder? It's enough stable!
Nobody: Well...
Morten: Ok. Now come here! Any last words?
Nobody:Good... bye... big ...brother...
Morten:Do want to see the girls for a last tome ?
Nobody: No. You know them! They would not stop crying. Remember me!
Morten: Say "Hello" to mom from me! Are you ready?
Nobody:Well... I'm afraid! 
Morten: Come on! You're a big man! There is nothing to be afraid of! Ready?
Nobody:Well...I...don't..
                                          Depression enters
Depression: Morrten I must talk to you!
Morten: Em.. Later!Can't you see we're busy here?
Depression: Now!
Morten: Ok.
                                           Nobody stays alone in the room.
Nobody: A gallows? Don't like it. And the coffin was so narrow. I must find  another way to kill myself and put this step-ladder in the lumber room. ( talking to the audience) Please! Don't tell my big brother...
 
                                                     To be continued.... :-({|= 
P.S. Are " street-walker" and " call-girl" bad words witch I have to censure?


