Poetry

Haven't Got A Clue
Scene 3

FADE IN

T.J. DRIPPING WITH SWEAT ENTERS
BACKSTAGE PARTY ROOM AND SITS DOWN
EXHAUSTED.

                         MANAGER
Well you did it T.J. that’s the best Wednesday
gross anyone has done yet!

                              T.J.
Yea, I know what’s coming next.

           T.J. & MANAGER (IN UNISON)
You/I did such a great job You’re/I’m getting two
days off!

                         MANAGER
Right your are! Go home and rest up for Friday.

                              T.J.
Now that’s a ticket even I would buy. Grab the
case and get me out of here.

                                                     FADE OUT