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"Jimmy Gets High"
A Two Minute Comedy

CAST:
Jimmy - 25
Cynthia - 25

Dramatization of Daniel Powter’s pop song “Jimmy Gets High Tonight.”  Interior contemporary condo.  Enter JIMMY, wearing a black suit, briefcase.  He pauses at kitchen table, grimaces.  Tosses his keys, then a notepad, then a flashlight, finally from behind his back a .38 caliber service revolver…MUSIC cue starts.

Lyrics:
Jimmy you know
Everybody hates it
When you’re living off rock n’ roll
So you get high tonight

Jimmy stares.  Tosses his ID, opens, revealing a Homeland Security badge.

And Jimmy you lied
I wonder if you’ll ever get yourself
Back here alive
So you get high tonight

Jimmy catches his own reflection in a wall mirror.

Cause you don’t need nobody to make it on your own
You don’t need nobody you’d rather be alone

Jimmy: Cynthia!

So Jimmy gets high tonight
Enter CYNTHIA pregnant, listening to iPod. 
And Jimmy gets high tonight…

Cynthia: (happily) How’s your day Jimmy?

I must confess I’m a real life wired
Jimmy you an me we get along a while
Jimmy gets high tonight

Jimmy: I‘ve been shot.  

Cynthia slaps his chest playfully.  Jimmy grimaces.  Blood starts to soak through his white shirt.  (drum fill - section start)

Jimmy you lied
I’m hopin’ that maybe soon that life
It don’t pass you by
So Jimmy gets high tonight

Cynthia, shocked, unbuttons Jimmy’s shirt revealing a Band Aid covering a bullet wound.

And Jimmy you know
Everybody hates it
When you’re living off rock n’ roll
So you get high tonight

Jimmy rips off Band Aid, blood spurts, Cynthia tries desperately to stop it!

Cause you don’t need nobody to make it on your own
You don’t need nobody you’d rather be alone
So Jimmy gets high tonight
And Jimmy gets high tonight

Jimmy pushes Cynthia away.  Blood spurts out of  control!

I must confess I’m a real life wired
And Jimmy you an me we get along a while
So Jimmy gets high tonight

Jimmy pulls a cork from an open bottle of wine.  Jams it into the wound!  Cynthia stares.  She pulls a roll of duct tape from her fanny pack, wraps tape over the cork and around and around Jimmy.

I’ve been so confused
And I just hope it all gets banned to you
So Jimmy gets high tonight

Jimmy and Cynthia look at their repair work confidently.

I must admit I’m a real life wired
Jimmy you an me we get along a while
So Jimmy gets high tonight

Cynthia lovingly buttons his shirt up…

And I hope he’ll be alright
And Jimmy gets high tonight
And I hope it’ll be alright

Jimmy sits down in a chair, exhausted.  Cynthia comes to his side.

Jimmy you know
Everybody hates it
When you’re living off rock n’ roll
So you get high (FADE)

Jimmy rests his head on Cynthia’s pregnant belly.  They embrace lovingly.
 

THE END

 

Words& music copyright © 2005 Daniel Powter, Warner Bros. Records  Screenplay copyright © 2006 GRC, All Rights Reserved