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The Book of Job: a short play
2012. Photo by Hoang Do., At Grapplers Inc.
petter_haggholm
			DRAMATIS PERSONAE

JOB: A rich, good, and very pious man.
GOD: A syncretic Middle Eastern deity.
SATAN: Ha-Satan, the Accuser, an adviser to GOD. Not the Devil.
JOB'S FRIENDS: Friends of Job.


			ENTER JOB.

				JOB
I'm so happy. I'm rich, and have ten children, and lots of livestock. And I'm
oh, so very pious.

			EXIT JOB.


			ENTER GOD AND SATAN.

				GOD
Look at Job. He totally loves me.

				SATAN
Bet you he wouldn't love you if his life sucked.

				GOD
I'll take that bet. Go fuck him up, you'll see.

				SATAN
Right ho.

			EXEUNT.


			(SATAN fucks up JOB's life.)


			ENTER JOB.

				JOB
All my livestock and servants are lost and my children died. This sucks. Oh 
well, God gives and God takes. I still love him.

			EXIT JOB.


			ENTER GOD AND SATAN.

				GOD
See? I told you. Pay up.

				SATAN
Fine, fine... Still, we only took his property, like livestock and children.
People only really care about themselves. We didn't really hurt HIM.

				GOD
What are you driving at?

				SATAN
Double or nothing. We fuck him up personally, he'll start hating you.

				GOD
Ha! Sucker. I'll take that. Go do your worst.

			EXEUNT.


			(SATAN afflicts JOB with boils and misery.)


			ENTER JOB.

				JOB
Well, now it REALLY sucks. Still, I love the shit out of that GOD.

			ENTER JOB'S FRIENDS.
			(They sit quietly for a long time.)

				JOB
Woe is me! My life is ruined, and I'm innocent. This sucks.

				JOB'S FRIENDS
You must have done something wrong. You're a nice guy, but still, this must
be GOD punishing you.

				JOB
I've done nothing wrong! My life sucks. I wish I'd never been born. I wish I
could face GOD so I could prove my innocence.

				JOB'S FRIENDS
No, you must have done SOMETHING wrong. This must be GOD punishing you. Can't
be for nothing.

				JOB
Seriously, my life sucks and I'm innocent. If I could face GOD in a court of
law, I'd prove my innocence. I'm being treated unfairly.

				JOB'S FRIENDS
No, it's definitely your fault. GOD is punishing you, and that must mean that
you're a bad person, somehow.

				JOB
Oh, just shut up, you lot. You're not convincing anyone. If I could address
GOD, he'd have to admit that I've done nothing to deserve this.

			ENTER GOD.

				GOD
I'm way stronger than you. Look how mighty I am! Can you beat up all kinds of
wild animals? I can, because I'm so mighty. Were you there when I made things?
Are you as strong as me? Well, are you?

				JOB
Oh, GOD, you're so big and strong and could totally beat me up. I relinquish
any claim on justice from you.

				GOD
That's more like it.

			EXEUNT.


			(GOD gives JOB new livestock and ten
			 replacement children.)


			ENTER JOB.

				JOB
Now I'm happy again. I have twice as many livestock and just as many children
as before. They're not the same children, but whatever, as long as I've got
ten of them, it's all the same.

			EXEUNT.

			FIN.

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