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Sunday, April 5, 2009

TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALL GAME

And the winners are:
Marge - Tie between Lucille Ball & Goldie Hawn (37%)
Ralph - Desi Arnaz (37%)
Thank you for voting!

FADE IN:

INT. HOME. Mid-1970's QUEENS, NEW YORK - DAY

A MARRIED COUPLE are washing and putting the breakfast dishes away. RALPH walks into the living room and turns on the television.

RALPH
I wonder who the Yankees are playing today?

HIS WIFE
(enthusiastically)
Why don't we go?

RALPH
I want to relax today, Marge. Another weekend.

As she faces him on the couch,

MARGE
But it's such a beautiful day.

Her faces brightens up.

MARGE
Is it easy to get to the stadium by train?

RALPH
The M train stops right there. Why?

Marge leaps up and disappears into the bedroom.

MARGE (OS)
I'm going.

RALPH
By yourself?

Putting on a light jacket when she returns,

MARGE
If I can survive the birth of three kids, I
can manage the train to the Bronx.

RALPH
I don't know, Marge.

After pecking him on the cheek,

MARGE
I'll call when I get there.

EXT./INT. SUBWAY STATION - DAY

Ecstatically inhaling the sunny spring day, Marge climbs up the stairs to the platform of the station.

CUT TO:

Sitting, she makes herself comfortable pulling a novel from her purse. At the changeover, she reconsiders, but quickly shoves the novel in her purse, rises, and joins the throngs who are shoving her onto the M train.

INT. M TRAIN - DAY

Crowded as rush hour, Marge finds and grasps the pole in the center of the compartment, unsteady as the train. When the stadium comes into view, most of the compartment empties, she following, down the stairs and onto the sidewalk.

EXT. STADIUM - DAY

Excitedly, Marge rushes to the Box Office and waits patiently for her turn.

MARGE
One adult ticket, please. Oh, is there
a senior discount?

BOX OFFICE ATTENDANT
Sorry. The game's sold out.

MARGE
I came all the way from Queens!

ATTENDANT
Next!

Disheartened, Marge slowly heads back towards the station. She abruptly stops and turns around. She observes a COUPLE with two CHILDREN waiting on line to enter the stadium.

Excusing herself ever so endearingly and politely to those she cuts in front of, she discreetly joins the family as they pass through the turnstile. She feels a tap on her shoulder.

TICKET COLLECTOR
Ticket, please.

MARGE
I'm with them.

Distracted by his co-worker, Marge runs into the stadium, blending in with the crowds. She begins to panic and searches for the telephones. Paranoid, she watches for security, or worse yet, the police. She fumbles for her wallet. She finds, then drops her change. Hands trembling, she picks up the coins and attempts to dial.

MARGE
C'mon Ralph.

RALPH (OS)
Hello?

MARGE
(panicking)
Ralph...Ralph!

RALPH (OS)
What's wrong?

MARGE
Ralph, I'm going to jail!

RALPH (OS)
What?

MARGE
(glancing around)
They're looking for me now!

RALPH (OS)
Slow down. What are you talking about?

MARGE
I snuck into Yankee Stadium.

RALPH (OS)
All right! Wait till I tell the boys!

MARGE
(taken aback)
Are you crazy?

RALPH (OS)
Relax. Find a seat and enjoy the game.

MARGE
Relax? Enjoy?

RALPH (OS)
Trust me. You're in now. No one is going to
bother you.

MARGE
When I get out of jail, we'll share notes.

RALPH (OS)
I'll order Chinese to celebrate.

Disbelievingly, she peers at the end of the telephone when she hears a dial tone, then studies the crowd of excited FANS who are rushing to the stands.

EXT. STANDS - DAY

As Marge follows them, she abruptly stops in the half-full stadium. She shakes her head in disbelief and wonder, but zooms in on available seats behind third base.

MARGE
I'll be able to touch Greg Nettles.

After she buys a box of Cracker Jax and a diet coke, she rushes to the unclaimed seat, placing her snacks on it, while enthusiastically CLAPPING as the team takes to the field.

Suddenly, she feels a tap on her shoulder. She stops dead. Out of the corner of her eye, she notices handcuffs in an outstretched hand.

FAN
They must be your cracker jax prize.

LAUGHING uncontrollably, she manages a...

MARGE
Thank you, son.

...and enjoys the rest of the game with a glance over her shoulder every inning.

FADE TO BLACK

**written by petra michelle**

http://petramichelle.blogspot.com/

9 comments:

Peter Rozovsky said...

I salute her gumption -- for living in Queens but passing up the Mets and going to Yankee Stadium.
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Tammy said...

I totally saw Lucy doing that! That was great! It left me with a smile on my face this morning. Thanks! :o)

Mama Zen said...

I like this. Yankee Stadium is gone now, isn't? What a shame.

LarryG said...

Glad she made!
Nothing quite like a day at the park.

Jay said...

That was very sweet! I'd be the same, if I ever dared to sneak in, I'd be looking over my shoulder the whole time!

I can't even park on yellow lines! LOL!

Tipper said...

Yay for Marge! Love the excitment of baseball games. Both my brothers played baseball from t-ball through highschool-and my dad coached most of their teams. I spent many many days at games or practices and loved it all! So this one Petra-really hit home for me!

Rowena... said...

Did you say 3 kids? And she probably served breakfast, lunch and dinner with a smile each day. Damnn that Ralph in the first place for not even wanting to go with his wife. ;-)

Anonymous said...

Way to go Marge! Ralph needs to get out more often. ;)

David B

i beati said...

did you ever sneak into a ballgame??You knew a lot about it ..hahah fun