... about me? And then the weekend hits and all I want to do is relax and take a break, put up my feet, sleep-in a little and they start in again with ... Him (mocking her voice): When are you going to cut the grass? Her (mocking his voice): When are you going to clean the house? Him (still mocking): Let's go shopping. Her (still mocking): Let's go fishing. Together: It's enough to drive you crazy. (To each other) By the way, my mother's coming to stay with us for a while. (Both look shocked) (To congregation ...
... the Lord to give you wisdom for finding your Uncle Charlie's niche, Marcy. MARCY: Uncle Charlie always wants to give everybody a drink, and starts mocking us as soon as he arrives because we don't have a bar to set up. JANE: Put him in charge of the punch bowl ... ... . The funny thing is, they all think I'm the family fanatic anyway, and they expect me to do something (somewhat mockingly) "religious." They like it, in fact, if I keep it informal, laugh some, read scripture from a modern translation. It makes ...
... to understand every line of scripture in its context, Harry; how it's related to the rest of the letter or book it's part of. And you have to understand how the scripture is a part of the cultures of the Ancient Near East ... (Harry mocks Margaret during these lines, then ...) Harry: Ancient schmancient! You talk like you know it all, Margaret. Where'd you get all this nonsense from? Margaret: From church, Harry. The pastor had this sermon last week all about the armor of light. (picks up the Bible again ...
... off dead now. I will go to be with \nJesus and then I will be through this pain. \nNEBUTH: But Jesus must want you to be here.\nAURANT: You don't know that. \nNEBUTH: Yes, I do know that. I do know something. \nAURANT: You mock me with my own words. \nNEBUTH: I don't mock you. I couldn't. But you must know that \nyour teaching days are not over. You have more teaching to do. \nAURANT: And who would I teach? \nNEBUTH: Me. \nAURANT: You? \nNEBUTH: At least me. There might be more. But me, at least. \nAURANT ...
... of God, that he had made himself out to be a king in opposition to Caesar, that he opposed paying taxes, that he was nothing but a troublemaker. All this I heard and yet said nothing in Jesus' defense, not even when he was mercilessly beaten and mocked. I knew where it was all leading, to death by crucifixion. My heart told me to speak, but my tongue refused. Most of the charges were absurd. Others were based on a deliberate misrepresentation of what Jesus taught. And some charges I had concluded were true ...
... , and it will comfort you. Adult Voice of Jesus: (cried out in agony) My God, My God, why have you forsaken me? Boy Jesus: Mother, that 22nd Psalm gives me a strange sense of unspeakable dread! "I am scorned by men and despised by the people ... All who see me mock at me ... He committed his cause to the Lord, so let him deliver him ... I am poured out like water ... My heart is like wax. It is melted within my breast. My throat is as dry as the dust, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth." Mother ...
... Reader 1: He was thirsty for God. Reader 2: He was thirsty for human souls. Reader 3: He was thirsty for the acceptance of others. Reader 4: No, the sun was hot, he was in pain, he was dying. He was thirsty. Reader 1: Did the soldiers offer wine to mock him? Reader 2: Did the soldiers offer wine to drug him? Reader 3: Did the soldiers offer wine as an act of compassion? Reader 4: Did the soldiers offer wine just to make him be quiet? Reader 1: Jesus was God, above the physical hurts of the body. Leader 2 ...
... friends that would get you out of here. Theudas (With piety) Jehovah could have used my friends. But Jehovah sometimes chooses to work in strange ways. Barabbas He must. He’s arranging the release of a coward and a fake for his service. You make me sick! (Mocking previous scene) Yes, sir. I’m innocent, sir. I’ll be eternally grateful, sir ... Well, you’re not free yet. Theudas I had to lie, Barabbas. I just had to. The thought of my life ending - of not existing - and the awful pain of death ... (In ...
... of the Holy Spirit as she has said. She will bear a son," the voice continued, "and you shall call his name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins." I tossed and turned and whispered ... "Don’t mock me ... whoever you are, whether from God or from Sheol, in God’s Name don’t mock me further!" But the angel said, "It is true Joseph, even as she has told you. Remember the prophecy, ‘Behold, a virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and His name shall be called Emmanuel, God with us.’ That ...
... . I saw her doing something with the piano. Singer 1: Yeah. Somebody else was here, too; some guy with a tool kit. Singer 4: You don’t think ... Singer 5: (with a lot of mock confidence) God’s not gonna let anything happen that can’t be fixed. We’re doing this for him, right? All Singers: (muttering with mock bravado) Yeah, sure, that’s right ... Assistant Choir Director: (enters from stage right) I’ve got some really bad news. The piano is broken. All Singers: Oh, no. It can’t be ... Singer 1 ...
... they had something important to tell us. (groans) (Dad and Mom appear.) Dad and Mom: Good morning, kids. We have something exciting to share with you. Mom: Dad and I have been discussing it for a long time. Dylan: (slyly) We’re going to Disney World? Dorie: (mockingly) We’re getting a satellite dish? A cell phone for each of us? Dylan: Could it be ... Mom: (interrupts) You’ll never guess. We are going to fill the extra family room. Dorie: With what? A thing or an animal, I hope, or a person? Mom: Not ...
... and devoured a sacrifice meant for Baal! Then he killed all those prophets — men we liked. Then he told me (mockingly) to get in my chariot and hurry home to you before it began to rain. We haven’t had rain for more than three years! But he was ... right! Rain’s in the air! Jezebel: (stands, in a tizzy) How dare he! Mock my husband and kill my prophets! I’ll give him a piece of my mind! (takes pen and paper and ostentatiously, hastily, jots a note ...
... FRANK: No, Ollie, Jesus is not in this section. OLLIE: Over here, then? (POINTING TO ANOTHER AREA) FRANK: No, not there, either. OLLIE: How about back there? JILL: Will you take care of him? FRANK: Don't pay any attention to him. Enjoy the service. JILL: (MOCKINGLY) Don't pay any attention to him! Enjoy the service! People are beginning to stare at us. FRANK: Relax. JILL: I can't with him around. He makes everyone nervous. FRANK: Relax. OLLIE: Frank, did you answer me about back there? FRANK: No, no, Ollie ...
... question. I put up with dingbat students and dingbat principals all day. I never get a straight answer to my questions. Then I come home to you... MOTHER: Are you calling me a dingbat? FATHER: Well, you qualify. Now, what is it? MOTHER: It's chicken. FATHER: (MOCKING HER) "It's chicken"! We had chicken last night. We had chicken at school today. I'm up to here with chicken! MOTHER: Well, the Lord giveth. FATHER: Well, the Lord can take that away. (LOOKS IN THE CUPBOARD) Where's the scotch? MOTHER: You don't ...
... robe and a crown of thorns, his hands tied before him, his eyes on the ground. NARRATOR: Then Pilate took Jesus and had him flogged. And the soldiers wove a crown of thorns and put it on his head, and they dressed him in a purple robe, mocking his claim to be king. Two SOLDIERS enter, go up to JESUS and start pushing him around. They will pantomime the words (in quotes) spoken by the NARRATOR. NARRATOR: They kept coming up to him saying: 1ST SOLDIER: (Miming the words spoken by the NARRATOR) "Hail, King ...
... on the Sabbath and He did His magic to make the lame walkand the blind see. His following of disciples was growing every day. People,brought up in the teaching of the law of Moses, were turningaside and following this man. This, all in the face of Jesus'mocking of us, our dignity, our laws. He upset our practice ofthe Temple sales of animals and exchange of coins for the worshipand called it a cleansing of His Father's House. I could no longer turn a deaf ear to His teachings. Was I nota defender of the ...
... admittedthat Jesus had been called the Christ as he said, "The one theycall Christ." Things had just gone too far. I quickly learned that Jesus had not come to get rid of theRomans; He had come to get rid of the Pharisees and priests.Jesus was mocking my religion and leaders whom I had alwayslooked up to. When the chief priests and elders came to us and asked us torequest the release of Barabbas instead of Jesus, we gladlyobeyed. I mean why would we not obey our spiritual leaders? Weknew how notorious ...
... . I put up with the dingbat students and the dingbat principal all day. I never get a straight answer to my questions, then I come home to you ... MOTHER: Are you calling me dingy? FATHER: Well, you qualify. Now, what is it? MOTHER: It's chicken. FATHER: (MOCKING HER) "It's chicken." We had chicken last night. We had chicken at school today. I'm up to here with chicken. MOTHER: Well, the Lord giveth. FATHER: Well, the Lord can take that away. (LOOKS IN CUPBOARD) Where's the scotch? MOTHER: You don't need ...
... in his hand, they pretended to pay him homage as king. But it wasn't just Jesus they intended to humiliate and insult. It was the Jews and their country and culture and religion that they hated. All of this was being despised when my soldiers mocked Jesus. Meanwhile, two other prisoners were brought up to be crucified also. Why waste all that manpower and money on separate executions? It was the efficient Roman thing to do. Crucify them too along with Jesus and get it over with. There were twelve soldiers ...
... small huddle of Jesus' followers, sobbing quietly, embracing one another. Over there was a jeering mob laughing and hurling insults at Jesus. At the foot of his cross stood a centurion, staring at Jesus, lost in thought. And me? I was dying, and yet mocking Jesus for all I was worth. Then, above the din of all that mockery and cursing and screaming, Jesus spoke. "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." Forgive them? Forgive the soldiers despite the torture they had inflicted? Forgive that mob ...
... will start out at the back of the church on the center aisle. Field Announcer will sit in the first row in front of the lectern. All participants may keep the scripts in hand throughout. Memorization is not required. This is a mock radio broadcast. The movements are meant to assist in building the responses of the readers -- Field Announcer being startled, and so forth. Please practice your readings so you are familiar with them. Bring the scripts to church. Characters: Studio Announcer Field Announcer ...
... what really matters. My tiny empire was split up among three of my sons -- One of them, my son Herod Antipas, was responsible for the death of John the Baptist. Jesus Himself appeared before him on the eve of His death. It was he -- my son and his men -- that mocked Him, put on Him a royal robe, and sent Him back to Pilate for judgment. On it goes. It's the system. Perhaps I could have made a difference. Maybe not a big one, but one in my small area of the world -- and a difference in my family. It ...
... up books and begins to leave.) "L.T., the lonely terrestrial" MRS: ROGERS: Lee, I'm truly sorry about the class. But, mark my words, this shall not happen again. Do try to understand, and have a nice Christmas ... LEE: Thanks, Mrs. Rogers. (With bravado, mocking John Wayne.) Shucks, ma'am, it's only a flesh wound ... Merry Christmas to you ... (exits) (MRS. R. dabs a tear from her cheek. Lights down.) NARRATOR: The scene is the Turner dining room, just following dessert. Lee's mom and dad have been having ...
... one of the beds.) Just like a trampoline ... wow, I'll take this one ... FREDA: Suzy, don't wreck that lovely bed. Help me unpack. (They unpack and explore the place.) JOHNNY: A super-neat place, Dad, but don't you think Mr. Nick is kind of weird?(Mocks Lon Chaney.) Your rrooms are rrready ... bleh. (Gets a disapproving look from FREDA.) FREDA: Just like out of a dream ... almost too good to be true ... HENRY: Yup, first nice thing that's happened to us today; more than that, in a long time. Maybe there is ...
... SHIRLEE: Nonsense! DIANE: Quit acting as though you are the only intelligent person present (Pause) ... please. SHIRLEE: Oh, good grief, don't be so offended, but really, miracles? Every year there is some new magician, some new mystic, some awesome miracle worker. (Standing, assuming a mocking tone.) I will make the blind see. I will make the deaf hear. I will cleanse the leper. My God, how many times have we heard that? Every year. NANCY: Amen. Every year! It has gotten boring. DIANE: I am no fool ... I'd ...