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(An artist painting a picture mysteriously drops dead in front of his canvas. Enter the dealer. He walks over to the easel and grabs the unfinished work.) Dealer: Yoink! Voice: In the art business, sometimes a dealer can't wait for an artist to die. (A studio. Another artist is hard at work. Enter the dealer.) Artist: Pierre! Good to see you! Dealer: Hello, Paul. I've brought you a few things. Artist: Art supplies! How thoughtful! Dealer: Try the orange cadmium. It's striking. Artist: I don't know how to thank you. Dealer: When I look around this studio, I see that you already have. Well, I'm off. Artist: Thanks again. (Exit dealer.) Orange cadmium. How delightfully modern. (He unscrews the cap and falls down dead. Re-enter the dealer. He gathers up all the paintings and exits.) (A gallery. The dealer's event is interrupted by police officers.) Dealer: What can I do for you? Officer: We were just wondering why you've chosen Artists Who Died from Cyanide Poisoning as the theme for this show. Dealer: I see. Can I get you officers something to drink? Coffee? Tea? |
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| © 2007, 2013. Scripts by David Skerkowski. All rights reserved. |
Thursday, January 3, 2013
The Dealer (The Collector)
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