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"Mildly Therapeutic, parts 1-3""Part 1 - Coffee"A coffee pot on a pedestal. A man stands in front. He talks directly to the pot.HE.The year is 2008, I turn 28 this year. I have had other coffee pots before you. You're not even mine. You're my roommate's and he is away on business. You're nicer than my last one. That was also my roommates. You're nicer than the one I had years ago that I didn't

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"The Secret Love of Matthew Miller"Matthew stands at an airport. People walk by. He is just getting off the phone.MATTHEW.Yes. Yes. Ok. See you in a few minutes.Matthew hangs up. He puts the phone away. A limo driver with a sign saying "L Oswald" on it stands by him.MATTHEW.That's something.THOMAS.Pardon? Oh - yes. One of the more bizarre names I've had.MATTHEW.Oh?THOMAS.Last week I had S.

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Standing naked.A woman sits at her desk. She is any age between 25 and 35. She types at a computer or wastes time on the internet. The sound of a shower being turned on.MAN offstage.Oh god!A man walks behind the woman. he is a little wet and nude.WOMAN.Cold?MAN.We need a better water heater. The super should know.WOMAN.We asked them last year and they said until it breaks, they won't do

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The Very American Family Play by Pierre Pont PierreA diner in America. A father, a woman his age and a teenage daughter enter. They are all overweight and wear clothing that is slightly too small. The clothing fits American culture. I heart New York shirts, now stained and dirtied. Disneyland t-shirts. The father wears cowboy boots. The effect of costuming should not be to create a caricature of

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"You _____ know ____ to _______."The stage is set for whatever environment comes to mind when you read the word, "you."5 people (2 women, 3 men) run across the stage screaming and waving their arms.They run the other way.They run center, stop, look at the audience.They scream and run upstage, destroying whatever set exits. They scurry to whatever end of the theater they can find.Voice.Andy, Alan,

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Ride Share. Two chairs next to each other. A man and a woman, in their twenties, sit next to each other. SHE. I'm Jane. HE. Roger. SHE. she laughs. And what's your name? HE. Not understanding what was funny. Roger? SHE. Oh. Nice to meet you. HE. Me too. She pulls out a magazine. He pulls out a book. He is reading something he just picked up from an airport, or impulsively bought from the

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