Time and Time and Time and Time Again (Theatrical Play. Comedy/Sci-Fi/Drama)

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Scene 3:

The lights are dimmed. Thunder strikes on stage left. Teddy and Ella jump from the darkness both panting as if they have been running. Ella is holding a pocket watch in her hand that is connected to her waist. 

Teddy: I think we should’ve stretched before traveling. What do you think Ella? Ella?

Ella: I did it. It worked. It worked. Teddy. We traveled through space and time. 

Teddy: So, when are we?

Ella: (checks pocket watch). If I did everything right we should be in…

A man enters from stage right dressed in Victorian costume.

Ella: Oh my god. Its him. Its him. Its him. 

Teddy: Bald guy wearing stupid clothes.

Ella smacks Teddy on the back of the head. 

Ella: That’s Shakespeare! 

Teddy: What’s shakin Shakespeare? 

Shakespeare: Who art thou? What art thou wearing? 

Ella: Mr. Shakespeare, I am a huge fanatic of yours. I’ve read all of your plays. Hamlet was the greatest creation you’ve ever made. 

Shakespeare: Well thank you but his names Hamnet not Hamlet. 

Ella freezes in horror and turns to Teddy.

Ella: I messed up. We have to go. Now.

Teddy: Why? 

Ella drags Teddy to the side. 

Ella: Hamlet was written in 1600. 

Teddy: And?

Ella: Its 1590.

Teddy: Then who is Hamnet?

Ella: His son. 

Teddy: So? We just got here. Lets enjoy 1590. 

Ella: But what about the space-time continuum or paradoxes or I don’t know maybe time travel was a bad idea. 

Teddy: Relax. Everything is going to be fine. As long as we don’t spoil anything we’ll be fine. Look over there. That is William Shakespeare. You talk about him everyday and you’ve dragged me to every single one of his plays. Go talk to him. 

Shakespeare: Ah. You again. The fanatic. Any other comments about my children?

Ella: No. (she laughs).  I just wanted to say how much of an honor it is to meet a brilliant mind like yours. 

Shakespeare: I thank thou. Might I say madam, your complexion amazes me. Shall I compare thee to a summers day? 

Ella: Alright. Now it’s a paradox. Lets go Teddy. 

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