Diabetes
Like insulin for your soul.[A man alone against a white background. He’s middle-aged and wearing casual sensible clothing—a cardigan, a button-up shirt, brown trousers, loafers, etc. He is looking ahead with sad eyes and a pouting lower lip.]
Man: I don’t wanna have diabetes.
[He scrunches his eyes a bit, and his pout turns to a wider unhappy frown. He pauses for a few seconds, looking disconsolate.]
Man: I hate diabetes!
[His lower lips starts to quiver, and his hands make fists. He pauses again and tears start to well up in his eyes.]
Man: None of my friends have diabetes! How come I’ve got to have diabetes?!
[He throws his fists around to punctuate his sentences. He starts to cry, then to really sob while yelling.]
Man: It’s not fair! I don’t wanna have diabetes!
[More sobbing. He brings his fists up to his eyes to hide his face. This goes on for a few more seconds… then slowly he goes out of focus.]
Voice-over: Please give generously. One day, we’ll find a cure for juvenile diabetes.
[The words “Juvenile Diabetes Association” appears onscreen with a 1-800 number.]
| Posted by Mani_Grandi_Di_Jay_Dell`Ape on May 31, 2003 with category tags of Skit |
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