This is for a Children In Need concert. Is it shite?
A table lies at the front of the stage, on which a number of empty baked beans cans lie. Man 1 sits behind the table, counting out a number of notes and coins. Man 2 enters wearing a short sleeved shirt and jeans, and rubs himself vigorously with a towel.
Man 2
I hate Baked Bean baths; the tomato sauce gets into your pores.
Man 2 spreads out his arms.
Man 2
Do I look orange to you?
Man 1
There is a slight ginge tinge, yes.
Man 2
Ah, never mind, I got the money. Where am I going to send it?
Man 1 is staring at the bottom of one of the bean cans.
Man 1
Did you know that this was made in Indonesia?
Man 2
In Indonesia? That's ridiculous.
Man 1
Look here.
He looks.
Man 2
Oh my God.
Man 1
It must be cheaper to...grow the beans there.
Man 2
Oh my God, I've been bathing in the blood of the workers.
Man 1
Oh, don't be silly.
Man 2
It's slave labour, it's got to be. Oh, this brings my ethical equation right down. I'm immoral again. I should be boycotting this.
Man 1
What help is that going to do? If they don't make money then they up sticks and move on. Do you think the workers have choice in employment?
Man 2
Maybe..maybe I should send the money over there.
Man 1
Yeah, straight to the company. It's education that these people need, a decent education system.
Man 2
Are you asking me to finance a government?
Man 1
No, the organisation sends a joint sum.
Man 2
Ahh..I don't like working in a team.
Man 1
Christ's sake.
Man 1 gets up to picks up the cans and exits while Man 2 sits down, draws out a piece of paper and a pen and begins to write a letter. He speaks as he writes.
Man 2
Dear Indonesia. Sorry to hear about the education problems. Please accept the enclosed..
He licks pen.
Man 2
Book tokens.