Indian Drum

Kids
Kevin

Mark

Transcript
Mark, standing in front of colourful brick wall, holding cymbals. Kevin, perched on outside window ledge above Mark, holding drum.

Mark:	I've lost my indian drum. [crashes cymbals twice] I've lost my drum. [clash] I've lost my indian drum.

Kevin:	[hits drum once] I have your drum... [beat] Your drum is mine. [two beats] I have your drum... [beat] She's doing fine.

Mark:	[clash] But I've lost my drum... [clash] My drum is gone. [two clashes] Soon it will be Autumn, [clash] My God what have I done! [three clashes]

Kevin:	[beat] I have your drum... [two beats] Your drum is mine. [two beats] I will treat her poorly, [beat] There's no need to whine. [two beats]

Mark:	[clash] Drum lost!

Kevin: Drum found! [beat]

Mark:	Drum lost! [clash]

Kevin:	Drum found...

Mark:	[clash] No drum, no party! [clash]

Kevin:	I have your drum.

Mark:	Where's my indian drum?

Kevin:	Look skyward, moron!

Mark:	I am! [clash] I see no drum... Drum lost! [two clashes]

Kevin:	Look up!

Mark:	Drum lost! [two clashes]

Kevin:	Look over here!

Mark:	Drum lost! [two clashes]

Kevin:	Your drum is here.

Mark:	I've lost my drum.