This sketch was written as a bit of fun, making the point that injustices should not be righted by underhand means.
Scene: a
greasy spoon cafe. A scruffy waiter(W) with dirty pinafore. A
customer(C).
C is studying the menu which is on a scruffy card.
Props:
table set as in cafe with menu card, kitchen is offstage,
W | What do you want? |
C | I'd like the mixed grill please. |
W | You can't |
C | Why not? |
W | The grill's not working - come back next week. |
C | What do
you mean next week - I want some lunch now. Let me have a
look at what else you have. W stands over C in a distracting way |
C | Do you mind? I'm trying to think. |
W | Get on with it - there's not much on the menu anyway. |
C | I can see that. Can I have the cod and chips. |
W | You can't, cod's off. |
C | (gruff) Maybe I can have just the chips then! |
W | You can't |
C | Let me guess - they're off! |
W | No, I can't be bothered to peel the potatoes. |
C | (sarky) Have you got any Golden Labrador kebabs? |
W | Ha! Ha! Very funny..........no, but we do a good line in cat nuggets. |
C | (sarkily) I'm so hungry I could eat a cat!!!! |
W | You can't - the cat's off |
C | Do you have anything you'd recommend? |
W | Cheese sandwiches - they're fresh - well, they were yesterday |
C | Get on then - give me them (W goes off) |
C | (to himself) This is the most rubbish cafe I've ever been in - but I'm so hungry that I don't care what I eat. |
W | (W returns) One cheese sandwich - that'll be a quid? |
C | A pound for these. You must be joking - they're stale - they've got so much mould on them that it's almost growing mushrooms. |
W | Don't worry, I don't charge extra for the mould. One pound please. |
C | (grunting and taking a coin from his pocket) There you are. (W walks off, and C eats sandwich but clearly finds it horrible) |
W | (Returning)...Just a minute - this isn't a pound - it's foreign. |
C | Well they accepted it OK in Calais, so what's wrong with it. |
W | (threateningly) Listen buster - one pound! Now! |
C | C So you want a pound? (Hands him another coin ) |
W | (looks at coin) And this one's Irish! Do you have any money? |
C | Your sandwich is about as genuine as that coin. |
W | (Taking off his pinafore) Right, you're doing the washing up |
C | What! |
W | Unless you'd like a ride in a Police car! |
C | Urr - OK |
W | It's that way - Mavis will show you what to do |
C | Huh! (walks off) |
W | I'm so hungry, I could eat a horse? ...... Mavis - is there any of that horse left over?? (walks off) |
© Mark Reid 2000