Scripture Reference: Philemon, 2 Corinthians 5:21
A lesson about redemption.
DILLY – a southern fried chicken who doesn’t always get things straight
BUGSY – a tough guy
something that suggests a gangster
(BUGSY is out of sight; DILLY enters)
DILLY: Good mornin;, young 'uns' How y'all are? (improv/interact with the kids) Well, aren't y'all just cuter than a box of puppies.
BUGSY: (enters and approaches the stage) Hey, you! Chicken! Can you help me?
DILLY: I reckon I can. How may I help you, sir?
BUGSY: I'm lookin' for some chick named Flora. You know the dame?
DILLY: The lady you are referring to is my dearest friend. What in the name of Col. Sanders does a ruffian like you want with Flora?
BUGSY: It ain't none of your business, but she owes my employer chicken feed.
DILLY: If she doesn't owe him much money, why did he send his hired muscle to collect it?
BUGSY: Not money, you dizzy dame. Chicken feed. She actually owes some feed for chickens.
DILLY: Well, roll me over and call me tumbleweeds. Whatever happened?
BUGSY: Seems your pal is a doll with a big heart. There wasn't enough food at the orphanage, so she borrowed some from my employer. Now, he's sent me to collect her repayment.
DILLY: The thing sounds more crooked than a corkscrew, but I can guarantee that Flora will make good on her debts.
BUGSY: Your guarantee is all well and good, but it don't feed the monkey.
DILLY: You have a mighty peculiar way of express yourself. Anyway, if her word isn't good enough for you, perhaps mine will be.
BUGSY: What you talking about you crazy broad?
DILLY: I will cover Flora's debt. I will pay it for her.
BUGSY: Why in the world would you do that?
DILLY: Because she is my oldest and dearest friend.
BUGSY: (starting to get emotional) And you'd do that for her?
DILLY: As certain as God made little green apples. I love Flora like a sister.
BUGSY: (becoming more emotional) I've never heard of anyone doing that before. That's the sweetest thing ever.
DILLY: Love is always willing to sacrifice for others and give to help a friend.
BUGSY: (bawling) I wish I had a friend like that. Someone I could sacrifice for. Someone to have my back. Someone to go to gun show with. I'm getting too emotional. I'll come back tomorrow to collect the chicken feed. . (exits quickly)
DILLY: (stares at stage surprised at Bugsy's sudden departure)
BUGSY: (reappears) I almost forgot – bye, youse guys! (exits)
DILLY: Bye, y'all. (exits)