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“What’s Your Story?”
Starring Rachel Bloom
Written by Rachel Bloom and Adam Schlesinger
Rebecca:
STORY STORY
WHAT’S YOUR STORY?
STORY STORY
WHAT’S YOUR CRIME?
WHAT GOT YOU HERE?
RAGE, LUST, OR FEAR?
WE ALL GOT A STORY ‘CAUSE
WE’RE DOING TIME!
RA TA TA
RA TA TA
RA TA TA
Jessie:
Um. Ok, fine. My boyfriend had meth in the glove compartment of our car and I got pulled over for something else and a cop found it.
Rebecca:
Ooh! Well, did you dump that good-for-nothing drug planting boyfriend!
Jessie:
No, we’re still together. I love him.
Rebecca:
Well, did you at least tell the cops that it was HIS meth?
Jessie:
I mean, I could have turned him in, but my boyfriend and I have a son. I can’t risk our child having both parents in jail.
Rebecca:
STORY STORY
LET’S HEAR ANOTHER STORY
STORY STORY
THAT ONE WAS JUST SAD
WHAT DOES YOUR STORY SAY
ABOUT THE PATRIARCHAY!
WE HAVE ALL GOT STORIES ‘CAUSE
WE DID BAD!
RA TA TA
RA TA TA
RA TA TA
Hanifa:
Okay! I stole a sweater from the mall.
Rebecca:
Ooh! Had you been stealing all your life?! Was this the culmination of a life of kleptomania? Or were you doing it to stick it to the problematic fashion industry?
Hanifa:
...No, the heat went out in my apartment and I couldn’t afford a sweater, so I stole one.
Inmate:
Oh my god, I stole a sweater too! I got two months, how long are you in for?
Hanifa:
Three years.
Inmate:
I’m so sorry...
Rebecca:
STORY STORY
THESE ARE BARELY STORIES
THEY’RE JUST BLEAK ANECDOTES
WITH NO START OR END!
Rebecca:
Go, tell your story, tell your story.
Cybil:
Sure, I have a story. I’m in here for murder.
Rebecca:
Ooh! Murder! Juicy! Ra-ta-ta…
Cybil:
While I was driving, my daughter texted me that she was in the hospital and I got so distracted that I hit a teenager who was crossing the street and he died.
Rebecca:
STORY STORY
OH MY GOD WITH THAT STORY
STORY STORY
TAKE AWAY HER CHAIR!
Inmate:
I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry…
Rebecca:
Okay, you know what, I’m just gonna share my story, because you guys aren’t really versed with a sense of story structure, so I’m gonna show you how it’s done.
I was a no-good, manipulative love addict with undiagnosed borderline personality disorder. I swindled! DRUM! I cheated! DRUM! I put out a hit on my ex-boyfriend’s girlfriend! DRUM DRUM! Then, one day, this guy Trent came into my life. He was ironically just like me. And he tried to kill the man I love, so I pushed him off a building! And then, when I plead guilty just for like, metaphorical symbolism, the judge knew I was innocent so she didn’t accept my plea but I wanted to go to jail anyway.
Jessie:
Wait, what?
Cybil:
You don’t HAVE to be here?
Jasmine:
You CHOSE to be here?
Rebecca:
Yeah!!
RA-TA-TA
RA-TA-TA
RA-TA-TA...
12 окт 2018