British Comedy Guide

The Marriage Guidance Sketch

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The Marriage Guidance Sketch

Lights up on husband Peter and wife Jane on stage with secretary Margaret. There is a desk with three chairs around it.

Margaret:Please have a seat; the marriage guidance counselor will be with you shortly.

Margaret leaves.

Peter:I still don’t know why we had to come here; our marriage is fine. We never fight.

Jane:We never fight because you’re never home in time to fight. I can only fight the kids.

Peter:Well, I’m sorry that I’m providing for the family, it’s not easy y’know…

Jane:Oh shoosh…

Enter Dr. Sampson.

Dr. Sampson:There it is. There it is. Young love. It’s a beautiful thing.

Peter:You must be Dr. Sampson.

Dr. Sampson:Please… call me Marty, everyone does.

Jane:Pleased to meet you Marty. I’m Jane and this is my husband Peter.

Dr. Sampson:Peter and Jane. P and J. Peejay! How long has peejay been together?

Jane:We got married just under two years ago.

Peter:But we met in high school.

Dr. Sampson:How romantic! But thing’s aren’t working out. There’s trouble in peejaydise; and so early on! What seems to be wrong? …Peter.

Peter:Well to start with there’s not really anything wrong…

Dr. Sampson:Why are you here then?

Peter:Because Jane wanted to…

Dr. Sampson:…and you’d do anything for her. You love her. No problem there. So the problem is you. (Jane)

Jane:The problem is I never see him.

Dr. Sampson:Then the problem is your eyes.

Jane:The problem is he’s always at work.

Dr. Sampson:Do you visit him at work?

Jane:I haven’t even been to his work.

Dr. Sampson:My wife Margaret always visits me at work. In fact she’s my secretary. Or as I like to call her my sex-retary. Mind you, we didn’t start off so rampant and sexual. She shouldn’t have been so controlling. I shouldn’t have slept with her mother. But we’ve gotten over that. We attended marriage guidance counselling and now we’re as strong as a fox!

Enter Margaret with a cup of tea.

Margaret:Oi! Dickhead! I bought you a tea.

Dr. Sampson:Thank you Margaret. She brings me things… that’s love.

Dr. Sampson sips his tea.

Margaret:And can I get you two anything?

Dr. Sampson:No!! This tea has one sugar!

Margaret:You normally have one sugar.

Dr. Sampson:One heaped sugar, you stupid useless woman! Take it back this instant! You see the love in that woman’s eyes?

Peter:…Okay…

Jane:But Dr. Sampson…

Dr. Sampson:Please call me Marty.

Jane:Marty, I can’t just show up at his work. Firstly I don’t think it’s allowed, and then who would look after the kids?

Dr. Sampson:Let Margaret look after them. That’d keep the stupid bitch busy.

Margaret:I heard that you motherf**ker!

Dr. Sampson:I thought we’d gotten over that!

Margaret:How in your right mind could you even think of me getting over you sleeping with my mother?

Dr. Sampson:Oh, get the hell out of here! And get me my tea! You see we have so much in common.

Peter:Ok, I think that’s enough for us thank you Doctor.

Margaret:Huh! Some doctor! Tell them what you studied, Marty.

Dr. Sampson:It’s Doctor Sampson to you!

Margaret:Tell them!

Dr. Sampson:Veterinary Science.

Margaret:And tell them why you aren’t working as a Vet.

Dr. Sampson: No!

Margaret:Tell them!

Dr. Sampson:I got kicked out.

Margaret:And tell them why you got kicked out.

Dr. Sampson:I’ll kick you out if you don’t get me my tea.

Margaret:Tell them!

Dr. Sampson:I had sex with someone’s spaniel. And I’ll tell you what; he was a better lay than you’ll ever be! Now get me my tea!

Margaret:That’s it! I don’t know why I hung around with you for so long. I’m leaving!

Dr. Sampson:Good, I don’t need you! Get out of here! And get me my tea! As you can see, we’re honest and open about our feelings.

Peter:Dr. Sampson, we’ve had quite enough. We came here for marriage guidance and you’ve just blabbed on about yourself the whole time! We’re out of here, come on Jane.

Dr. Sampson:No wait. Sit down. We can keep going. We’ll talk about you. I promise. Just relax. I’ll get Margaret to get us some tea. Margaret!

Jane:But she’s left.

Dr. Sampson:She’s left? But that means…

Dr. Sampson breaks down into tears.

Dr. Sampson:Why? I love her! I love her whole family! Was it because I made love on her whole family? I love that stupid bitch! Where am I going wrong?

Jane:Well you shouldn’t yell at her like that.

Peter:And you shouldn’t call her names.

Dr. Sampson:Oh no, she likes that.

Jane:I don’t think anyone likes being called a stupid bitch.

Dr. Sampson:Really?

Peter:Yes! Why don’t you try being nice to her, do something romantic?

Dr. Sampson: What, like say “you’re my favourite stupid bitch”.

Jane:Just tell her that you love her.

Dr. Sampson:Won’t that sound a bit gay?

Peter:No, she’ll love it.

Jane:And the more you say it, the stronger your relationship will become.

Dr. Sampson: Thank you, I’ll do it! Thank you so much for your help! Well, it looks like our time is up anyway. That’ll be $120.

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