Flying Turkeys and Stuffed Mushrooms
(Claire closes the door, turns to face Elliot, they look at
each other a few seconds, run toward each other, embrace and start kissing,.
short kisses all over the face. Elliot pulls away and turns toward the
audience.)
Elliot
I hate the fact we lied to him; that I lied to my own
brother. It’s not right.
Claire
And the fact that you’re screwing his wife doesn’t bother
you? Look, I don’t like lying to him either, but it’s the only thing we can do.
Elliot
No, we can tell him the truth.
Claire
Absolutely not, I think it was faith that the 22 pound
turkey fell on his head, causing the amnesia. The doctor wasn’t kidding when he
said it was a freak accident. I couldn’t believe it when he told me Allen and a
patient were walking down the street in Manhattan
next to his office, when a women fighting with her husband throws a turkey at
him, the husband ducks, the turkey sails out the kitchen window and lands on
Allen’s head. Then while he’s unconscious on the sidewalk some thug steals his
wallet.
Elliot
I can’t believe someone mugged him while he was
unconscious.
Claire
I’m not surprised. This is New York,
you know. The police came, took a description of the crook, arrested the lady
who threw the turkey out the window and charged her with assault with a deadly
weapon. They took a report from Allen’s patient. Since it was the lady’s first
appointment with Allen, she only knew his last name, so the police wrote
Henderham on the report. Since there was no wallet to check his ID, the police
checked the phone book and saw a Henderham listed, not Elliot or Allen, just
Henderham. They didn’t know there’s two Henderham’s since your number is
unlisted. So, when I heard this I decided to introduce the cops and doctors to
Elliot Henderham. Thanks to me the two of you have traded places. I covered all
my bases. I spent the past two days putting all his belongings in the spare room
and went to your place, gathered up your stuff and brought it here. It’s as
though you’ve lived here forever. I even switched the name tags on the luggage.
Now you and I can live together and Allen, I mean Elliot will recuperate, find a
place of his own and move out.
(Claire puts her arms around Elliot.)
I won’t have to go through a messy divorce and
the two of us can continue to live here. It’s like God has answered my prayers.
(Elliot removes Claire’s arms from around him.)
Elliot
I don’t think God answered your prayers by dropping a 22
pound turkey on my brother’s head. What kind of mad woman throws a turkey out a
window anyway?
(Claire taps her chin with her index finger.)
Claire
I wonder what type of stuffing it had. Why, it could have
been chestnut stuffing, mushroom and onion stuffing, my personal favorite, or a
raisin stuffing. I hate it when stuffing is dry because…
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