Spirit of Christmas Indigestion by D. M. Larson
This monologue has been adapted from the stage play script "Ebony Scrooge" For permission to use this monologue, contact firstname.lastname@example.org and include the title ("Spirit of Christmas Indigestion")
(Ebony is sitting at a desk with cake, tea and paperwork. She has a pen in one hand and a tea cup in the other)
EBONY(Takes another bite of cake)
That Roberta has no work ethic, but she can sure bake a good cake.
What kind of tea is this?
(Looks at label on tea bag)
(Eyes get heavy)
I have a mountain over paperwork to do.
I must get it done...
(Falls asleep on table. A thump in the kitchen wakes her)
What was that?
(Moves toward kitchen L)
Roberta? Are you still here?
Oh, my goodness. It could be a thief.
(Heavy steps. Takes out cell phone)
I better call the police.
Battery's dead? Stupid discount calling plan.
(More thumps. She picks up fork)
I've got a rather large weapon in here and I'm not afraid to use it.
Uh, was it the tea or the cake that's doing this to me? I swear I'm hearing...
(The ghost of MARLA appears L)
A... A... An Apparition
Go away. I know you're something I ate that I shouldn't have. I need some medicine. Some plop, plop, fizz, fizz, and you'll be gone.
Begone foul spirit. I know you're only heartburn.
(Goes and sits)
The only warning I need is on the tea label. Now I'm seeing things.
(Grabs papers and yawns)
Where was I before the spirit of Christmas indigestion appeared?
(Yawns and drifts off. Lights fade to black. Twelve strokes of the clock. And a ghostly sound is heard)
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