The Kids In The Hall
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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. 
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