A three-act play
Act 1 Middle-aged man prepares for bed. Lights soft, shades drawn. Only the ticking of a clock in another room breaks the silence. Man: "Ah, I"m so tired, I"ll probably fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow." Wife: "Sweet dreams, Darling." Man: "Sweet dreams." Yawn. Snore. Act 2 Dream music. Announcer: "Our next singer is a business man from Indianapolis." Paula: "What are you going to sing for us?" Man walks to the center of the stage and faces the three judges. Man: "I Got You." Simon: "Yes, the James Brown song, excellent." Music starts. Man transforms into a singing, soulful dynamo. Dancing moves explode out of his body. He ends with a knee slide across the stage. As the music seems to stop, he starts to dance again, and launches another song. His final move is a handstand into a split. Randy stands up, clapping his hands above his head. Randy: "That was the most incredible performance we have ever seen." Paula: "That"s exactly what we are looking for. You can sing and dance back-up for me anytime, baby." Simon: "Absolutely fantastic. You have Star Power. What did you say your name was?" Man: "Mitch Daniels." Paula: "We need Star Power in the Indiana Statehouse. I think if the others agree, we"ll nominate you to run for governor on the Republican ticket." Randy and Simon, in unison: "Yes." Act 3 Man still asleep. Wife is trying to nudge Man awake. Man mumbles in his sleep: "Oh yes, I got Star Power, Paula." Wife: "Darling, wake up." Man awakens: "Uh, yes, dear?" Wife: "Who"s Paula?" Man: "Well. That would be, uh. Paul. O. Paul O"Neill. We fired his ass. Remember?" Wife rolls over and goes back to sleep. Man whispers to himself: "Paul O"Neill. Let"s see him do James Brown."