I am not sure this belongs in scripts. It is a collection of snippets from my life with my sister.
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[In a hospital room, where Kelli is recovering from surgery.]
Kelli: I looooove you, Jessi.
Jessi: I love you, too, Kel.
Kelli: You're my best friend.
Jessi:And you're mine. What brought that on?
Kelli:. . . I think I'm high.
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[[In the middle of a thunderstorm.]
Mom: Kelli, if you get struck by lightning, I'm beating your ass!
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[In a game of Scrabble.]
Kelli: Is "hover" a word?
Jessi: Yes.
Kelli: How about "buh-hover"?
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[Kelli tries to explain being anonymous.]
Kelli: I'll be mananamou----adomana---mudan . . . they won't know who I am!
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[Driving by a sno cone stand.]
Kelli: SNO CONES! I wish you had money. For that, I would bum off you so much!
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[Standing outside our apartment.]
Jessi: You did remember the keys this time?
Kelli: Umm . . . no?
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[Discussing why not to buy a hideous dress.]
Jessi: You'd only wear it in an extreme emergency.
Kelli: Like what kind of emergency?
Jessi: If you had to be naked.
Kelli: I'd rather be naked.
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[More word fun with Kelli.]
Kellli: I couldn't remember the word om . . . om . . . omnipresent. I got it that time.
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[Jessi has just repeated a stupid joke.]
Jessi: See? Stupid joke.
Kelli: Yeah. Stupid joke.
[Long Look]
Kelli: . . . yeah, I didn't get it.
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[Honestly, I have no idea.]
Kelli: I think crack just automatically flows from Heaven into my system. Or not from Heaven. Crack doesn't flow from there. From . . . oh, no. Not there. Um. I just think crack automatically flows into my system. [pause] I don't know where this crap is coming from. 'Cause crack doesn't flow from Heaven. I think that's, like, wine or something.
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