Another Baby Cow Neanderthal reject:
A TRADITIONALIST AND AN AVANT-GARDE NEANDERTHAL IN THEIR CAVE.
AVANT-GARDE DROWSES WHILST TRADITIONALIST PUTS LAST TOUCHES TO WALL-PAINTING OF NUMEROUS IDENTICAL BISON BEFORE STANDING BACK PROUDLY.
TRADITIONALIST: Finished!
AVANT-GARDE: (WAKING BUT NOT LOOKING UP) What is it this time?
TRADITIONALIST: More bison.
AVANT-GARDE: Ah.
TRADITIONALIST: What ya reckon?
AVANT-GARDE: Um, they’re great, but do you think they’re getting a bit (BEAT) monotonous?
TRADITIONALIST: (ANNOYED) No.
AVANT-GARDE: I mean. Something different might be nice.
TRADITIONALIST: I suppose I could squeeze a baby bison in that corner.
AVANT-GARDE: No, I meant something totally (BEAT) not bison.
TRADITIONALIST: Not bison?
AVANT-GARDE: No.
TRADITIONALIST: But we’re neanderthals.
AVANT-GARDE: Ye-es, but we don’t have to conform to the stereotype.
TRADITIONALIST: What?
AVANT-GARDE: We are supposed to be artistes.
TRADITIONALIST: But I’m good at bison.
AVANT-GARDE: Had you never thought of branching out at all?
TRADITIONALIST: Well, I always wanted …
AVANT-GARDE: Yes?
TRADITIONALIST: To paint a Neanderthal …
AVANT-GARDE: (INTERESTED) Ah.
TRADITIONALIST: (EXCITEDLY PICKING UP SPEAR) … Gored by bison.
AVANT-GARDE: (RAISES ARMS CALMINGLY) O.K. O.K. Look. I understand you like bison. Let me run this past you. We fill the cave with real, hairy, life-like bison.
TRADITIONALIST: Nice.
AVANT-GARDE: I thought you’d like it. (BEAT) There’s only one problem.
TRADITIONALIST: What’s that?
AVANT-GARDE: Where the f**k round here do I find formaldehyde?