I wrote another sketch today.
A:
I’m Malone
B:
Aren’t we all?
A:
What? No I mean I’m Malone. Steve Malone.
B:
I know. What else do you expect at this Malone family reunion?
A:
So you’re…
B:
Malone. I’m Malone too. Hello. Bob Malone.
A:
Right. Well, nice to meet you. <pause> So you didn’t think I said ‘I’m
Alone’ just then?
B:
No. Why would I? Quite clearly you’re not. None of us are. There’s several
hundred of us just in this one room so why would think you’re alone.
A:
Well, I’m not with anyone. I could have lost the person I was with so I could
be alone. Er… technically we could all said to be alone, you know, in this
great big world of ours…
B:
I see. <pause> Well, I didn’t think any of that.
A:
Right. Good.
B:
Good.
<pause>
A:
So do you come here often?
B:
What?!?
A: T-to the reunion, I mean.
B:
Oh, yes. Every year.
A:
Really? Cos I’ve not seen you here before.
B:
Well, that’s not that strange, is it? Because, as I just said, there’s
absolutely hundreds of us here. So the chances of us running into the same
people all the time must be pretty slim.
A:
Yeah, but big family or not, it’s more than likely we’ll all see everyone who’s
here at some point so I’m just wondering how come I haven’t seen you before.
<pause>
B:
Alright. I lied. I’m not really a Malone. I’m a Jameson. It’s just… I saw this
big party and it looked so amazing and I just wanted to join in.
A:
You mean you gatecrashed someone else’s party? Why on earth would you do that?
B:
Well… I guess it’s because… I’m alone.