{"id":86,"date":"2008-07-11T07:23:00","date_gmt":"2008-07-11T15:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wwwold.sketchwar.org\/?p=86"},"modified":"2008-07-11T07:23:00","modified_gmt":"2008-07-11T15:23:00","slug":"fsw-radio-show-edition","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/?p=86","title":{"rendered":"FSW: Radio Show Edition"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Another Friday and another sketch that I&#8217;m pulling out of my filing cabinet. Being tech week for Metaluna, I just haven&#8217;t had a free moment to write, let alone think of anything other than my lines for the show.<\/em><br \/><em><\/em><br \/><em>Richard&#8217;s all new this week, though, and not messing around. <\/em><a href=\"http:\/\/coyotesqrl.blogspot.com\/2008\/07\/fsw-rules-of-order.html\"><em>People have gotten hurt<\/em><\/a><em>.<\/em><br \/><em><\/em><br \/><a href=\"http:\/\/notnits.blogspot.com\/\"><em>Dave&#8217;s<\/em><\/a><em> been AWOL for a couple of weeks. But don&#8217;t give up on him. He&#8217;s out there watching from the tree line.<\/em><br \/><em><\/em><br \/><em>So this piece is on the long side. I wrote it for WNEP&#8217;s &#8220;Armageddon Radio Hour New Year&#8217;s Eve&#8221; show a couple of years ago. There aren&#8217;t a lot of stage directions because, well, it&#8217;s radio. Think 30s\/40s.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Helen on Wheels&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>ANNOUNCER: Grinkleman\u2019s Prosthetic Limbs is proud to bring you another exciting evening of mystery and mischief with everyone\u2019s favorite wheelchair-bound detective, Helen Slater. Grinkleman\u2019s Prosthetic Limbs; When you need a helping hand, or hook, you need Grinkleman\u2019s.<\/p>\n<p>SXF: Noir-ish music.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: (Voice over) Father McDougan was in quite a state. Some creeps had bagged the baby Jesus from the Nativity Scene in front of City Hall.<\/p>\n<p>MCDOUGAN: It\u2019s not just any baby doll, Helen. It was hand crafted in Rome, out of 24 carat gold and blessed by the Pope himself.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: (V.O.) I\u2019d never seen him so upset. He had the look of man who had seen Lucifer himself poking around his back door. He wanted the baby Jesus back and he didn\u2019t want to wait for the Second Coming to see him again.<\/p>\n<p>MCDOUGAN: Do whatever you have to do, my child, just short of breaking a commandment. Unless it\u2019s murdering the thieving son of a bitch that stole our baby Jesus.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: (V.O.) Keeping the commandments in tact was no small feat in my line of work. But if someone was going to get plugged over this doll, it sure wasn\u2019t going to be me or Franny, God bless her heart. I felt bad making her work on the day after Christmas, but I knew this case wouldn\u2019t wait. McDougan didn\u2019t give us much to go on, so we started at the only place I could think of.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Door chimes. Squeaky wheels.<\/p>\n<p>MOSHE: (Heavy Jewish accent) Welcome to Moshe\u2019s Jewelry &amp; Deli, how can I help you?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: We\u2019re looking for baby Jesus, you seen him?<\/p>\n<p>MOSHE: What are you, pulling my leg or something?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I\u2019m not pulling nothing. Has anybody been in here lately trying to push baby Jesus on you?<\/p>\n<p>MOSHE: Do you know what part of town you\u2019re in?<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: It\u2019s a solid gold, baby Jesus.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: That ring any bells for you?<\/p>\n<p>MOSHE: A baby made out of gold. Sheesh, who could afford such a thing?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: So nobody\u2019s come in trying to sell one off fast and cheap?<\/p>\n<p>MOSHE: What are implying?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I know the type of clientele you deal with here, so don\u2019t try and play all kosher with me.<\/p>\n<p>MOSHE: I haven\u2019t heard of this baby Jesus, but if it\u2019s gold I know someone who might be able to help you.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Spill. And fix us a couple of ham sandwiches while you\u2019re talking.<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: Um, Helen.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Driving car and windshield wipers.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: (V.O.) After we got our order straight, Moshe told us where we might find our Jesus thief. I don\u2019t know why the crooks and scum of this city always have to pick the day with the worst weather to be up to no good in, but it hasn\u2019t stopped raining since we got this job. Don\u2019t they know that rain plays the devil on a woman\u2019s hair?<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: What kind of a twisted soul steals the baby Jesus right out from under his mother\u2019s nose?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I think we\u2019re about to find out, Franny.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: A car\u2019s brakes squeal to a stop. Car doors slam and men\u2019s voices mumble.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Come on, let\u2019s make tracks.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Car door opening and closing. Footsteps on gravel. Trunk being opened and wheelchair being pulled out. Squeaky wheels. Another car door opening.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Turn the chair around.<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: Let me help you.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I can do it myself. Ouch, you\u2019re pinching my \u2013<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: I\u2019m sorry, I don\u2019t want you \u2013<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Just hold the damn chair still!<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Body sitting down hard. Car door closing.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Umbrella!<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Umbrella opening. Raining, hitting umbrella.<\/p>\n<p> FRANNY: Are you sure you want to go in there?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: We don\u2019t have any choice. Let\u2019s make tracks.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Squeaky wheels. Door opening and Jazz music.<\/p>\n<p>HELENThe place was jumping. Nothing but sad sacks spending their Christmas bonuses on booze and loose women as far as the eye could see.<\/p>\n<p>BARTENDER: Welcome to Dashiell\u2019s Hamlet, ma\u2019am, what can I get you?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Did you see two men just come in here?<\/p>\n<p>BARTENDER: Who said that?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I did. Down here.<\/p>\n<p>BARTENDER: Sorry, didn\u2019t see you.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Two men just came in here a minute ago.<\/p>\n<p>BARTENDER: You should put a tall flag on your chair or wear a bell or something.<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: Helen, over there. That\u2019s him.<\/p>\n<p>BARTENDER: That\u2019s Biggie Beahaul and his head goon, Felsch.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Let\u2019s go introduce ourselves, Franny.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Squeaky wheels. Two loud thuds.<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: Helen, are you all right?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Who puts steps in a bar? Lord. Excuse me, Mr. Beahaul?<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Ice being stirred in a glass.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Sorry, lady, I don\u2019t work with charity cases.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I\u2019m not here for a handout Mr. Beahaul, I\u2019m looking for something.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: This look like the lost and found?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I\u2019m not talking about lost mittens here, this \u201csomething\u201d is worth a lot of scratch.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: What makes you think I\u2019d know anything about it?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Call it woman\u2019s intuition.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: How\u2019s about you call it a day and get lost before I lose my temper and flatten your tires. Felsch, see these dames to the door.<\/p>\n<p>FELSCH: Yes, sir, Mr. Beahaul, sir.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Not so fast, Felsch. I think we might have something that interests you. Franny, show him.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Cat call whistle.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Nice melons.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Honeydew. Moshe said they were your favorite.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Out of season too. You ladies went through a lot of trouble to get my attention.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Now that we\u2019ve got it, I wonder if we might have a moment of your time.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Sure, why not. Let\u2019s go back to my office.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Squeaky wheels and footsteps. A door opens and closes.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: You can set the melons down over there.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Two melons being set down.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Start talking.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: We\u2019re looking for a doll.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Try the toy store.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: A Jesus doll.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Try the church.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: A Jesus doll made out of solid gold. (Pause) What\u2019s the matter Mr. Beahaul, cat got your tongue?<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: I\u2019m not in the solid gold, baby Jesus sales market.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Oh no? What exactly does it say on your business cards?<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: It says \u201cBe wary of strange women in wheelchairs who come baring melons\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I hope you didn\u2019t have to pay by the letter.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Wait a minute. You\u2019re that broad that thinks she\u2019s a detective, ain\u2019t ya?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: How do you know that?<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: It says so right there on the engraved plaque on your chair.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: That was a gift from Franny.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: I\u2019m afraid it\u2019s time for you to go.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: No<br \/>\nt until we get what we came for.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: If you came for a fat lip, then you might be in luck.<\/p>\n<p>HELENL: You wouldn\u2019t dare hit a defenseless, crippled woman in a wheelchair, would you?<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Slap!<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: You could have just said \u201cyes\u201d or \u201cno\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Actions speak louder than words.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Yes they do. And your actions tell me you\u2019re one rotten bastard. Franny, the melons.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Oh, so you\u2019re an Indian giver too.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: A melon being smashed on the ground.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Hey! Don\u2019t waste those!<\/p>\n<p>SFX: A gun being cocked.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: What the devil!<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: Keep your hands where I can see them or I\u2019ll plug ya. You too Felsch.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: The ol\u2019 .45 in the melon trick. I shoulda known.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Mr. Beahaul, would you come here for a second?<\/p>\n<p>SFX: A step.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Closer.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: A step.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Bend down here, I want to tell you something.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Nuh-uh, you\u2019re just going to hit me.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: I\u2019m not, I just want to whisper something in your ear.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: You can tell me from there.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Just come here.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: No.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Squeaky wheels.<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: Ow! My foot.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: The door bursts open.<\/p>\n<p>MCDOUGAN: Helen!<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Gun shot.<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: Oops.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Franny, what did you do?<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: He startled me!<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: You just shot Father McDougan!         <\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Father McDougan, can you hear me? Are you all right? Franny call an ambulance.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Footsteps running off.<\/p>\n<p>MCDOUGAN: (Labored breathing) I was just comin\u2019 to tell ya.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: What? Tell me what?<\/p>\n<p>MCDOUGAN: The baby Jesus.<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: We were just about to get it for you, Father.<\/p>\n<p>MCDOUGAN: Sister Mary Catherine put it in the wrong closet. It was in the church all along.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Running footsteps.<\/p>\n<p>FRANNY: They\u2019re on their way. How is he?<\/p>\n<p>BEAHAUL: You shot him, how do you think he is?<\/p>\n<p>HELEN: Hang on, Father, help is on the way.<\/p>\n<p>FELSH: I haven\u2019t been to church in a while, but I\u2019m pretty sure that\u2019s a sin.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Faint sound of a siren.<\/p>\n<p>ANNOUNCER: Will Father McDougan finally meet his maker? Will Franny go to prison for killing a priest? Will Helen give up detective work forever? Tune in next week when Grinkleman\u2019s Prosthetic Limbs brings you another exiting chapter in the ongoing saga of everyone\u2019s favorite wheelchair-bound detective, Helen Slater. And remember, at Grinkleman\u2019s the pant leg is always half full.<\/p>\n<p>SFX: Dramatic music out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Another Friday and another sketch that I&#8217;m pulling out of my filing cabinet. Being tech week for Metaluna, I just haven&#8217;t had a free moment to write, let alone think of anything other than my lines for the show.Richard&#8217;s all new this week, though, and not messing around. People have gotten hurt.Dave&#8217;s been AWOL for [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[140,158,182],"class_list":["post-86","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sketches","tag-noir","tag-radio-play","tag-sketch-war"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/86","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=86"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/86\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=86"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=86"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sketchwar.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=86"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}