overheard in a small windowless room with a locked door.
ESTELLE: (picks up the PAPER knife and stabs Inez several times.)
INEZ: But, you crazy creature, what do you think you’re doing? You know quite well I’m dead.
ESTELLE: Dead?
INEZ: Dead! Dead! Dead! Knives, poison, ropes—useless. It has happened already, do you understand? Once and for all. SO here we are, forever.
ESTELLE: Forever. My God, how funny! Forever.
GARCIN: For ever, and ever, and ever.
(A long silence.)
GARCIN: Well, well, let’s get on with it…
Him: I’ll have a hot dog.
Guy: Okay. Sauerkraut?
Him: No thanks, I’m allergic to the stuff.
Guy: You’re allergic to sauerkraut?
Him: Yes.
Guy: Are you sure?
Him: If you were allergic to sauerkraut, don’t you think you’d be sure, too?
Guy: But I like sauerkraut.
overheard in a place without any visible character
ros: another curious scientific phenomenon is the fact that the fingernails grow after death, as does the beard.
guil: what?
ros (loud): beard!
guil: but you’re not dead.
ros (irritated): i didn’t say they started to grow after death! (pause, calmer) the fingernails also grow before birth, though not the beard.
guil: what?
ros (shouts): beard! what’s wrong with you? (reflectively) the toenails, on the other hand, never grow at all.
guil (bemused) the toenails never grow at all?
ros: do they? it’s a funny thing - i cut my fingernails all the time, and every time i think to cut them, they need cutting. now, for instance. and yet, i never, to the best of my knowledge, cut my toenails. they ought to be curled under my feet by now, but it doesn’t happen. i never think about them. perhaps i cut them absent mindedly, when i’m thinking of something else.
I love those guys.
this is a repost cast, tom buckner posted it last week in the “two cents” section, but since you haven’t been around lately we forgive you. in order to add some extra spice i hereby decree the comments for this post must be filled with our own “overheards” either actual, half-actual, or totally fictional.