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THE ORGAN PLAYER
INT. CHURCH. DAY
A MAN (MID 30's) DRESSED ALL IN BLACK IS WALKING ALONG THE BALCONY LEADING UP TO THE CHURCH ORGAN. HE IS A SOFTLY-SPOKEN, RESERVED CHARACTER; HE HUNCHES FORWARD DEFERENTIALLY AS HE SPEAKS TO A YOUNG COUPLE.
WIFE
So how long have you been playing for?
ORGANIST
Oh, I've been doing it for as long as I can remember. And I've only ever played with this one organ [LAUGHS TO HIMSELF]. I've become so attached I call it 'my organ', I shouldn't really, you only ever borrow these things from God!
WIFE
So will you be available for our wedding? We'd love you to play.
ORGANIST
Oh yes, I shall be there, bashing away. But I must warn you, I become very nervous when people are watching. Sometimes I feel as though I can't even please myself, let alone those around me.
HUSBAND
Oh, I'm sure you're just being modest.
WIFE
But you'll be all right to play on the day, won't you?
ORGANIST
Of course, weddings are my favourite time to play. The emotion just seems to take over and becomes so strong it feels as though God has commanded me to play with 'my organ'. [LAUGHS] There I go again!
WIFE
I know I'm being cheeky but do you think we could get a little demo?
ORGANIST
Well, ok, but don't expect too much, as you know, the two of you watching puts a lot of pressure on me.
HE SITS DOWN CRICKS HIS NECK AND CRACKS HIS KNUCKLES. [CONCURRENTLY WITH THE HUSBAND'S NEXT LINE]
HUSBAND
Oh don't be so modest, I'm sure you're wonderf...[THE ORGANIST BEGINS TO UNZIP HIS FLIES]
THE ORGANIST CAN, BRIEFLY, BE SEEN SHAKING UP AND DOWN THE PRIEST COMES RUNNING IN.
PRIEST
Stop him, stop him, he's doing it again.
THE CAMERA FLASHES AWAY FROM THE ORGANIST, SPINNING AROUND THE CHURCH.
WIFE
Oh my god! What's he...oh my!
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