R lines Theatrefolk The art of rejection.

"We're better off playing one short."

"that might be true but..."

• This is kick ball. Kick ball. There isn't even a professional league or anything for this. Its not like the proficient ones who will be able to get a doctorates in this and write books about it and make money or achieve any kind of success. This is the only place I have seen a kickball field and to be honest I think it was intended for softball.

• This is fifth grade. Why are we doing Hamlet anyways?

• Well, your far from average.

• Hey, Twelve do you have a minute to talk

"You can always help with the concessions.Oh, wait, the culinary club has that covered.You could twirl a sign outside the theatre to help advertise. A little underground PR. Because it wouldn't be school sanctioned or endorsed. So you might have to Haul butt if the cops come by.

• Let me cut right to the chase then.You, me, the dance.

• His name is Twelve.

• This is fifth grade. Why are we doing Hamlet anyways.

• You've changed.

Twelve and thirteen enter. The female is throwing rose petals on stage and she blissfully skips. The male moves down stage with a dumbbell and starts doing curls.

• Alright! Its from state university

• Hey twelve. Do you have a minute to talk?

• How could this happen to me?

• Thanks, Mr. Fifteen. Thanks a lot.

"Hey Twelve do you have a minute to talk."

"A whole minute. I don't know. The average person only gets 38,460,642 minutes."

• "Well, you're far from average."

• Let me cut right to the chase. You, me, the dance.

• Aren't you supposed to say it the other way around to throw me a figurative bone of sympathy.

• One...really. One.

"Well, You're far from average."

"Still, I don't know.

• Well, your far from average.

• Thanks, Mr.F. I'd better get back to work.

• His name is Twelve.

• Let me cut right to the chase. You, me, the dance.

"You got two-thrids of it right. Me, the dance, and...Thriteen."

"Did you call my little dozen."

• How could this happen to me.

• I...I'm not sure what to do, or say, or...

• His name is Twelve.

• You've chnaged

"I like dozen, reminds me of roses."

• His name is twelve.

• How could this happen to me.

• Alright! Its from state university.

• You've changed.

"Its not me, its you."

• One...really. One.

• Aren't you supposed to say it the other way around to throw me a figurative bone of sympathy?

• How could this happen to me."

• Well you're far from average.

Twelve and thirteen exit arm in arm. Fourteen enters and approaches R with a letter.

"This came in the mail for you today."

• Alright! Its from state university.

• How could this happen to me?

• Thanks, Mr. fifteen. Thanks a lot.

• I..I'm not sure what to do, or say, or...

"Alright! It's from state university."

"Aren't you scared?"

• I...I'm not sure what to do or, to say, or...

• I've been working for this my entire life. The late nights, the AP classes, the college courses, the extra curricular activities and it all comes down to this.

• How could this happen to me?

• Thanks, Mr. fifteen. thanks a lot.