
Truth is Relative
By Jack Hall
CHARACTERS
Gary- A
skeptical TV host
Jim- Gary's
neighbor
A Doctor
A Cop
The
stage is set like a talk show. Gary sits at a desk. A couch is beside the desk.
GARY:
Hello, and welcome to Truth is Relative, the show dedicated to the proving once
and for all that truth is, in fact, relative. What's true for you is not true
for me, and by the time this show is over, I'm going to prove it. Please
welcome my first guest, my neighbor Jim.
Jim
enters. He sits on the couch next to Gary.
GARY: Hi
there, Jim.
JIM: Hi,
Gary. Thanks for having me.
GARY: Jim
is here to help me with a little demonstration. We're going to prove that truth
is relative. Are you ready?
JIM:
Absolutely.
Gary
pulls out a gun.
GARY: Jim,
what am I holding in my hand?
JIM: That
would be a handgun.
GARY: Are
you sure this is a handgun?
JIM: Well,
it looks like one.
GARY: It
does, but Jim, a lot of things can take this shape. Like cigarette lighters.
JIM:
Cigarette lighters shaped like handguns.
GARY: Are
they cigarette lighters shaped like handguns? Or are handguns shaped
like cigarette lighters?
JIM: I'm
pretty sure it's cigarette lighters shaped like handguns.
GARY:
Careful, Jim. Don't push your values on me.
JIM: Sorry.
GARY: Now,
Jim, if I aimed this undefined object at someone and pulled the
trigger, what would happen?
JIM: It
would fire a bullet into their body.
GARY:
Goodness, that might kill someone... if that was the truth.
JIM: It is
the truth, Gary.
GARY: No
no, Jim! Keep your value judgments to yourself.
JIM: It's
not a value judgment. A gun is a deadly weapon.
GARY: Who
said it was a gun?
JIM: It's a
gun!
GARY: Only
if you believe it to be true.
JIM: Who
doesn't believe that?
GARY: I
don't.
JIM: I
do!
GARY: Let's
agree to disagree.
JIM: No!
GARY:
Listen, Jim, this is not a gun, and it is not at all dangerous to another
human being.
JIM: That's
not true.
GARY: It's
true to me.
JIM: All
right then. Prove it!
GARY: Very
well. I'm going to fire this gun at Jim, and it will not kill him.
JIM: What
the--
Gary
shoots Jim. Jim dies. Gary screams.
GARY: Oh!
Oh my, that, uh... Wow. I did not expect that. Jim? Jim, can you hear me?
JIM!!! Oh boy, uh... well, I'm not sure what just happened. But I know,
because truth is relative, that this is not a handgun, and Jim is not dead. I
know this because I define my own truth, and the truth is--
A
doctor rushes on.
DOCTOR:
What happened? I was in the next studio, and I heard a gunshot.
GARY: Well
it didn't come from in here, because this is not a gun.
DOCTOR:
Sure looks like one. touches Jim's neck) This man is dead.
GARY: No
he's not.
DOCTOR: Did
you kill him?
GARY: Don't
be ridiculous.
DOCTOR:
You're holding the gun.
GARY: No
I'm not.
DOCTOR:
He's been shot in the chest at point blank range.
GARY: No he
hasn't!
DOCTOR:
What are you, some kind of nut? Face facts, the man is dead.
GARY: Don't
enforce your values on me.
DOCTOR:
Values, shmalues. This boy's join the choir triumphant.
GARY: I
don't believe in heaven either!
A Cop
enters.
COP:
Someone fire a gun in here?
GARY: I'm
afraid there's been a mistake. This is not a gggg-
The Cop
knocks the gun out of Gary's hand and tackles him to the ground.
COP: You're
under arrest, sir.
GARY: For
what?
COP: Murder
one.
GARY: I
didn't murder anybody!
COP: You
just shot that guy.
GARY: I did
not!
COP: You
had the gun in your hands.
GARY:
That's not a gun!
COP: You're
a murderer.
GARY: Don't
enforce your values on me!
The Cop
lifts Gary to his feet.
COP: I'll
let the other fellas in county do that.
GARY: Well,
folks, as you can see, we have a long way to go before we can live in a society
where everyone respects everyone else's values.
COP: Oh,
knock it off.
GARY: Say
no to intolerance! Choose your own truth.
COP: Okay
then. This won't hurt a bit
The Cop
whacks Gary in the head.
GARY: Owww,
that did hurt!
COP: No it
didn't!
The Cop
drags Gary off.
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2010 by Sunday School Dropouts