This is based on the music video' But it's better if you do' and my unrehearsed love for the 1920's. It's a radio play that I wrote for my Theatre 2 class....NO STEALING!! Enjoy!!
Velma: He doesn't love me anymore.
Veronica: You know he does. Why would you say such a thing?
Velma: Well, everyday after work I see him walking into one of those illegal clubs!!
Roxy: Oh hunny I'm sorry. You must feel terrible.
Veronica: How could he go to on of those speak-easies behind your back?
Roxy: I know, he's there every night and he always comes over to my table.
Velma: He what!? How do you?? Wait. What do you mean??
(Enters Fred and Amos)
Fred: Hey Babe.
Velma: Don't you hey babe me. I've had it up to here with you Mr. Fred Sullivan!!
Fred: Whoa there Vel, what did I do?
Velma: You don't love me anymore.
Fred: Stop that sugar, you know I do. What have I done to make you think I didn't love you?
Velma: Well what am I suppose to think? Every night you go out with your friends to those illegal strip clubs.
Amos: Hey Freddy, I think I should go.
Fred: No Amos, you can back me up here.
Veronica: Roxy sees you there so don't even try to make up excuses.
Fred: Look Velma, I am not goin' to no illegal clubs, I gotta go to work to pay for this dump. Now stop your complainin' 'cause I gotta go.
Roxy: Vel, I gotta go too. The boss man hates when I'm late.
Velma: Fine, bye and thanks for your help. I'll see you tonight, I-I mean around. Bye Roxy.
Fred: Look babe, you're the only one for me. You're the bee's knees, the cat's meow, and my hunny bunny.
Veronica: Oh don't give in that easily. He's obviously trying to butter you up. Remember, he betrayed you.
Amos: Hey Freddy, looky what I found. It's a mask from that cabaret we go to.
Fred: How'd that get there? Velma, you gots some explainin' to do.
Velma: Alright you caught me. I work at that cabaret over on 4th street, but only because you're always late getting home and I well, I want to make sure that you don't got another woman or something. I miss you Freddy, I really do.
Fred: Ohh Velma baby, you know that you can trust me. You're my girl and I don't want you to worry. But wait, you work there?
Velma: Umm, yes? I'm the dancer with the black dress, red boa, and sparkly mask with feathers on it. It was me the whole time.
Veronica: Don't forget the black high heels.
Fred: Ohh wow, I didn't even recognize my own wife
Amos: Wow, don't you feel dumb?
( Fred laughs nervously ).
Velma: I'm really sorry Freddy. Can you ever forgive me?
Fred: Of course babe. But seriously, I've gotta go. I uhh got some work to do.
Velma: No. Don't go.
Fred: I gotta go. ( Opens door ) And don't wait up for me. (Slams door).