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:) I Sell Smiles:) |
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VICKI: An unhappy rich
woman, sits impatiently on a bus stop bench. |
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MIKE: A homeless man, sits
down next to her with a big smile on his face. |
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VICKI: What are you smiling
for? |
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MIKE: It's what I do. |
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VICKI: I won't ask. |
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MIKE: I sell smiles for a
living. |
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VICKI: I'm not interested. |
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MIKE: Here, have a free one
- on me. |
(He smiles at her) |
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VICKI: No thank you. |
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MIKE: Sorry, can't take it
back. You'll have to give it to someone else. |
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VICKI: What? |
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MIKE: The smile.
You'll have to give it away if you don't want it. Or sell it if you like-
apparently it hasn't been used much. |
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VICKI: What do you mean by
that? |
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MIKE: You don't smile very
often, do you? |
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VICKI: So what if I don't? |
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MIKE: Shouldn't waste your
smile...there's plenty of people who could use one. |
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VICKI: Well they can have
mine. |
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MIKE: Your what? |
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VICKI: My smile. |
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MIKE: I don't see one. |
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VICKI: I thought you just
gave me one. |
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MIKE: I tried, but it
didn't stick. I think it bounced right off |
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VICKI: Fine. What's
there to smile about anyway? |
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MIKE: Well- |
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VICKI: You don't have to
answer that. |
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MIKE: There's lots of
things to smile about. It's a beautiful day outside; the busses are running on time- |
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VICKI: I don't want to hear
about it. |
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MIKE: -and look at that
flower over there, now that would make anybody smile. |
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VICKI: would you leave me
alone! |
(a long moment of silence.
Finally, she gives in) |
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VICKI: So what's the going
rate on smiles these days? |
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MIKE: Pardon me? |
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VICKI: Your smiles...how
much are they? |
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MIKE: Oh, they're very
expensive. |
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VICKI: So's my taste. |
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MIKE: You probably couldn't
afford me. |
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VICKI: Try me. |
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MIKE: I'm warning....it'll
cost you. |
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VICKI: Yes, I know, HOW
MUCH? |
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MIKE: One smile. |
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VICKI: One smile? |
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MIKE: That's how much they
cost. |
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VICKI: What? |
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MIKE: The price for a smile
is exactly one smile. That's the going rate. |
(She thinks about it) |
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VICKI: Alright(smiles) I'll
take one. |
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MIKE: It was a pleasure
doing business with you.(he leaves) |
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(Daisy, a teacher, sits
down next to her) |
DAISY:What's with the
smile? |
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VICKI: I sell smiles for a
living. |
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