Act IV- The Prophets, Scene 8
Script by Bob Allen
For four voices
Scene 8
(READER
# 1 LAYS PRONE ON THE FLOOR FACING THE AUDIENCE. )
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VOICE THREE: Whale swallows man!
VOICE FOUR: What a headline.
VOICE ONE: Man survives!
VOICE TWO: Now that’s news!
VOICE THREE: The entire city of Ninevah repents!
VOICE FOUR: What a headline.
VOICE ONE: Jonah gets disgusted with God.
VOICE TWO: That’s not news, Jonah was always
getting disgusted with God.
VOICE THREE: He became disgusted with God’s mercy.
VOICE FOUR: Begrudging the heathen the very mercy
he himself had enjoyed.
VOICE ONE: Trying to make a doctrinal case for
disobedience—if God’s going to be merciful, why should I preach judgment?
VOICE TWO: He became disgusted with God’s care.
VOICE THREE: Selfishly determined that God ought to
do what Jonah wanted him to do—I’ll just sit here until I see whether or not
you’re going to judge the city.
VOICE FOUR: Selfishly joyful when God provided
physical comfort—I’m exceedingly glad for this plant that came up out of
nowhere.
VOICE ONE: Selfishly complaining when God
removed the comfort—God, I can’t live without my gourd. How could you take away my gourd?
VOICE TWO: He became disgusted with God’s
priorities.
VOICE THREE: You did nothing to prepare the ground
for your gourd.
VOICE FOUR: You had no control over its growth.
VOICE ONE: You had no time to grow attached to
it.
ALL: Yet you loved your
gourd!
VOICES ONE/TWO: Your gourd!
VOICE TWO: Your gourd!
VOICE THREE: Should not I have compassion on Ninevah?
VOICE FOUR: I created them.
VOICE ONE: I have loved them from all
eternity.
VOICE TWO: I have demonstrated my mercy on
those who repented.
ALL: My priority is
people!
VOICES ONE/TWO:
People!
VOICE TWO: People!
VOICE FOUR: No compassion, Jonah.
VOICE ONE: I love my gourd.
VOICE FOUR: No compassion, Jonah.
VOICE ONE: Just take away my life.
VOICE FOUR: No compassion, Jonah.
VOICE ONE: My gourd!
VOICE TWO: My people!
VOICE THREE: Jonah, you may think you are disgusted
with God.
VOICE FOUR: But God is disgusted with you!
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