Soap by Judi Blaze | Script Revolution


The bar is full, no one speaks or looks up from their texting, instead they stare down at their phones, then Jasper walks in, giving birth to muted soap operas on the TV screen.



Page Count: 



Age Rating:


It’s an ordinary day at the dark and lifeless Homey Lounge. Even though there are at least a dozen people sitting around the bar, no one jokes or talks to each other. Instead, they direct their eyes downward toward their cell phones, some texting, others just staring as they sip their drinks.
When Jasper walks in off the street, a big smile on his face and a cheery hello, no one notices. He is here to watch the new season of some of his favorite soap operas and asks the bartender to change the channel and turn up the sound. The grumpy bartender agrees to change the channel, but no sound. In light of that, Jasper has to improvise and put his own words into the mouths of the actors who come on the screen. The bartender has seen it before—to Jasper it is a game—and warns him to keep it down, unlike last time.
Jasper begins spewing words for both women and men who come on the screen. As he’s hurling his vulgar words, his perky friend Ellie walks in to play the game. Soon they are both shouting in a lively conversation for the actors, things like; “You screwed my mother, but, God help me, I still want you. Please! Don't leave me; oh just go!” Jasper's eyes dart nervously from the screen to the oblivious humanoids at the bar.
As their laughter gets louder, people sitting around the bar begin to take notice. Some even take their eyes off their phones and join in. Shouting across the bar toward the screen, they fight over who will get to fill in the words for the actors. The Zombies have come to life and it gets loud.
The bartender can’t take it. He rushes over and unplugs the TV. When it goes to black, the bar patrons, like androids, turn back to their phones, fingering them, sitting once again in silence in the darkness of the Homey Lounge.

Submitted: May 2, 2017
Last Updated: July 2, 2017

Want to read this script? You must join the revolution first. Don't worry, it's free, easy, everyone's welcome, and you can start reading right away.

Judi Blaze's picture

The Writer: Judi Blaze

Judi Blaze is a novelist, former print and media journalist, editor and screenwriter. She has three novels and a book of short stories published and many novels and screenplays in the works. She has garnered many awards for her short stories, novels, and screenplays. SQUID JIGGERS, a multi-award-winning short story, is now her feature-length screenplay based on the story. She has also written six short screenplays including; Roommates, Sign on the Bloody Line, Baby’s Gone, Stealing Sobriety, Your Secrets Will Get You High, Nightmare in a Jar and Soap. SQUID JIGGERS was a semi-finalist in 2015 in the Nashville Film Festival, a finalist in the Women in Cinema competition, and a quarter-... Go to bio
Agent: None

More Scripts From Judi

Nightmare in a Jar
With her husband out of town on business, Lisa plans to spend time writing, until a woman shows up at her door selling special face cream; from there everything gets dark and freaky.
Short Drama, Horror, Thriller For sale 31pp
1 reader loves this script
Baby's Gone
Two neglected toddlers look on as their new baby brother is taken from their motel room, as the mother watches.
Short Family For sale 11pp
Squid Jiggers
When barmaid and aspiring writer Monique catches her husband Toad with his latest romantic conquest, it leads to a chase which ends with Monique losing her arm.
Feature Drama For sale 105pp
Municipal Authority
When B.J loses his job as a reporter, he is forced to take a job registering the cognitively compromised to vote; or face the government Municipal Authority camps for non-producers
Short Comedy For sale 16pp
When two roommates find their third roommate dead in his room they panic, realizing they could be suspects, then spend hours getting drunk letting their imagination go wild, until the authorities show up.
Short Comedy For sale 12pp