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YOUTH SERVICES CENTER

NOVEMBER 17, 2012

MENTOR: TESSA

TITLE OF PLAY: SILVER AND JIMMY

BY  MARLENE  P.

CHARACTERS:

JIMMY, A UNICORN   20 YEARS OLD

SILVER FIRE, A PEGASUS 15 YEARS OLD

SETTING:

UNIKORN LAND, A PLACE INBETWEEN THE FLUFFY CLOUDS WHERE A WHOLE BUNCH OF UNIKORN LIVE AND RUN WILD AND FREE. THERE IS ALWAYS SNOW, THE GRASS IS GREEN, THERE ARE MOUNTAINS, LAKES AND WATERFALLS. THE SUN IS ALWAYS SHINING BUT ITS INABILITY TO MELT THE SNOW IS AMAZING.

AT RISE:

BY THE RIVER IN UNIKORN LAND. “SILVER” IS LAYING DOWN ON HIS LEFT SIDE CLOSE TO THE RIVER. HIS RIGHT WING IS WOUNDED, WHICH MAKES HIM UNABLE TO FLY.

(“Jimmy-Korn” is nearby, but out of his sight.) 


                                  SILVER

FLY, WING, FLY!  Ahhh! It’s taken forever for this stinken wing to

heal!! How am I ever going to get back home to Papa and Mama

Pegge with this Unicorns’ insufficient “River of Healing”. Ohh myy

goshh, here we go again, these psycho Unicorns stare at me

like I’m all deformed and bizarre, when they’re walking around

 with a horn in their foreheads! What kind of world is this? I really

need to get back home. At least Jimmy–Korn isn’t like all these

other Unicorns. That’s why we’re Horsies…Where IS Jimmy-Korn?

He was supposed to be here by now.  

 

                                  JIMMY (bitter, disappointed)

This whole situation with Silver is getting out of hoof!

It’s given me a hornache! His flappers, huge leaves, or

whatever he calls them, need to hurry up and heal!!

I want his flappers. I can’t go on feeling this useless, and those

huge-looking leaves or whatever, will distinguish ME from all

these other Unikorns! Oh, how I would love for my Cherry to see

me looking so graceful…that other Unikorn thinks he can get

away with taking her life, but this game isn’t over yet…just

wait until I get my hoofs on those WINGS…”is ‘ova”…

 

(SILVER sees JIMMY)

                                  SILVER:

Jimmy, you’re here! I’ve been waiting for you Jimmy-Korn. I’m

sure we’re just one treatment away from my wing’s fully healing.

 

                                  JIMMY

Yes, well Silver…I’m too busy for you..

                                  SILVER

But…Dude, wassup?! You’ve been very insistent about helping

me…You’re the most insistent Unicorn I’ve ever met.

 

                                  JIMMY

Yea, well…I change my horn…

 

                                  SILVER (desparate)

What? But, But, What? Jimmy-Korn you couldn’t have changed

your horn…I haven’t done nothing to you.    Talk to me Bro’.

 

                                  JIMMY

This is hard for me to talk about…

 

                                  SILVER

Jimmy, you insufficient Unikorn, don’t do this to me. (grabs

JIMMY)  I need you…we’re Horsies, right?

 

                                  JIMMY (angry)

Look here, Silver, not everything is about you and your huge

flappers!! Or whatever the heck they are!! What about me?!

Jimmy The Unikorn!! Huh?? Yea, nobody ever cares or wonders

about what  Me! I! This Unikorn! Jimmy! Wants!

 

                                  SILVER

Well…What do you want?

                                  JIMMY

(BBBRRR – horse sputtering noise)  EVERYTHING!!

                                  SILVER

Welll, Jimmyboy, what-the-monkey is Everything?

Explicate por favor.  

                                  JIMMY

I want to be free. Not have to wake up seeing myself surrounded

by horns until I die…I’m curious and I wonder what it’s like to be

you. And have WINGS!!

 

                                  SILVER

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, oh JimmyKorn. I understand you. But

some things just can’t be…I mean, I can’t grow a horn!! Not that

I want to…And you can’t grow wings. Sorry to break it to you.

                          

                                  JIMMY

Silver, what am I getting out of helping you heal your dumb

flapper? Huh…huh!?!!?

                                  SILVER

The satisfaction of knowing that you helped and protected

someone.  Something you couldn’t do for your wife.

                                  JIMMY

Don’t you mention my wife or I swear I’ll poke you with my horn.

 

                                  SILVER

Woah??!  Don’t get all defensive; you’re the one who told me

about her…you wouldn’t stop chomping your teeth about it…

 

                                  JIMMY

You know what Silver? I’m through with you!! You shallow

wanna-be Unicorn!! You don’t care about anyone or anything

but yourself!! I’m taking your wings.

We can do this the easy way or the hard way.

 

                                                SILVER

You can’t take my wings. You ain’t got the skills.

                          

                                  JIMMY

Silver, I got more than skills, and with your wings I can do all the

things that I never had the chance to do with my horn, like…fly!

                                  SILVER

BUT, BUT, BUT how are you going to fly with a messed-up wing?

Huh?? Guess you ain’t so smart after all, Mr. Know-it-all Unikorn!!

 

                                  JIMMY

I’ll heal your flapper, then I’ll take it, and you’ll be a plain old

horse!

 

                                                SILVER

What!! A horse, that’s worser than being a DONKEY! A burro!

Jimmy-Korn if you do this to me I’m going to have to stay in

Unikorn land forever!

 

                                  JIMMY

Yes. I’m aware. But I don’t care no more!! Because you’re selfish

and shallow. I tried to help you out dude, but you didn’t care

about me, so now I don’t care about you!!

 

 

                                  SILVER

Come on, Jimmy-Korn, don’t do this. Forgive me!!!

 

                                  JIMMY

Stop calling me JimmyKorn! It’s too late, I’m taking them!

Abra calabra patas de cabra!!

 

                                  SILVER

NOOO!!!!! I’m a horse now!

(JIMMY runs toards SILVER and stabs him with his horn. SILVER dies. JIMMY flies up into the sky.)

                                  JIMMY

FREEE!  I’M FREE!  I’M FREE!

(JIMMY flies off with the beautiful wings that have been healed with his magic; his horan and his head pointing towards the sky, feeling free at last.)

 

END OF PLAY                                                                                                       

 

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