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31 Plays in 31 Days, #10 - "Pinching"

This is another installment of my "Bombshells" idea, the first of which can be read here. It's inspired by Marvel's Agent Carter, meant to combine everything adorable and funny about ladies in the 1940s with WWII badassery. My favorite scene in Agent Carter was the discussion of their preferred ways to smuggle food home in their purses, so I used that to think up this rough, but I hope cute, scene.




Day #10 - “Pinching”
by Phoebe Roberts

GERTIE, a WWII-era special member of the WAC
JULIE, another special member

Europe, 1944
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(GERTIE and JULIE sit in a cantina. GERTIE cranes her neck to see offstage.)

JULIE: Is the waitress looking?

GERTIE: She’s still turned this way.

JULIE: Damn. Tell me when she’s gone.

GERTIE: I don’t think it’s worth it just to pinch pierogis, Jules.

JULIE: Like hell it isn’t. And I paid for these pierogis, I’m damn well going to take them.

GERTIE: They’re not even very good. You could make better than this in your sleep.

JULIE: I can sew better than Uncle Sam too. Doesn’t mean I got time to make my own uniforms.

GERTIE: You know Dorothy knitted a little pocket for her purse to help her carry home dinner rolls?

JULIE: Smart girl.

GERTIE: Seems like a lot of pain in the neck when you could get three squares from camp if you want.

JULIE: If I eat that slop forever, it’ll get me faster than the Gerries will. What would you know, your family’s all Brits. Can’t cook worth a damn.

GERTIE: Scotch-Irish-English. And that’s not true! Like to see you Russkies do a goose on Christmas.

JULIE: Besides, you’re one to talk, after what I saw you snagging the other day.

GERTIE: Oh, that’s different!

JULIE: Sure is. You were outright stealing.

GERTIE: That range isn’t going to miss it!

JULIE: The range might not, but Hayward sure got it read to him. They thought he lost it.

GERTIE: Can’t blame me if he can’t properly keep a hold of dangerous equipment. And those little peashooters they give the likes of us couldn’t stop a lost cow.

JULIE: Tell you what. You get out your purse and stuff it full of as many pierogis as it’ll hold, and I won’t tell Sister you pinched that M1911 off Lieutenant Hayward to switch out in your mission kit.

(Pause.)

GERTIE: Deal.

(They turn their heads to look for the waitress. Seeing nothing, they frantically cram their bags full of dumplings.)

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About Me

My name is Phoebe. I'm Boston area theater professional and English professor focused in writing, acting, directing, and modeling. I'm known for having lots of interests, lots of opinions about those interests, and a very high estimation of the value thereof. This blog is for talking about whatever's on my mind, from my daily life to my activities to musing on any number of abstract topics. Thanks for taking the time to read.

My productions:

Upcoming Productions:



MRS. HAWKING part 2 and 3


at the Watch City Steampunk Festival 2016

presented by The Chameleon's Dish

Vivat Regina
by Phoebe Roberts

at 2PM

and

Base Instruments
by Phoebe Roberts

at 6PM

Saturday, May 13th 2017
at 274 Moody Street, Waltham, MA

Other Achievements:

"The Tailor at Loring's End" screenplay
Quarter Finalist in the Final Draft Big Break Screenwriting Competition 2013

"Adonis" screenplay
Top Ten Percent in the Bluecat Screenwriting Contest 2015

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