MY GIRL Page #4

VADA:

Is that your camper?

SHELLY:

Yes it is.

VADA:

That's really cool.

Grammoo walks past in a fixed stare

SHELLY:

(to Grammoo)

Hello.

Grammoo keeps walking as if she hadn't heard

VADA:

She's shy.

SHELLY:

Oh.

Harry is standing at the door directing the men with the

coffin

HARRY:

Just put it back in the display room fellers.

MEN:

Okay Harry.

The men move off, Vada walks over to Harry

VADA:

Daddy, how come that coffin's so small?

HARRY:

They come in all sizes honey, just like

shoes.

VADA:

Is it for a child?

Harry hesitates

HARRY:

Of course not.

VADA:

Then who's it for?

Small pause while Harry thinks of a reply

HARRY:

Short people, very short people.

Shelly walks over to Harry

SHELLY:

Excuse me, what about the job?

HARRY:

Pardon?

SHELLY:

I need the job.

HARRY:

Oh, You still want it? Even though uhh...

SHELLY:

Ohh, oh sure it's no big deal, you see all my

former clients will eventually die, and all

your clients used to be alive, so they have

something in common.

HARRY:

You'd be doing hair and makeup and answering

the phone.

SHELLY:

Okay Mr. Sultenfuss, you got a deal.

HARRY:

Great, you can start right away. Call me

Harry. Now, umm, is this what you'd normally

wear for work? Don't get me wrong, I like it,

very much, but the....

SHELLY:

I promise i'll take good care of these

people, they deserve it, they're dead, all

they've got left is their looks.

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