Serving Some Body

Theme:       A comedy piece on the subject of many parts, one body.
Head, Torso, Legs and Arms learn a lesson on how they need to use their individual strengths and talents and how they must work together for the Body as a whole to function successfully. And from this lesson they show how God has made each of us to use our talents to serve one another and God.
Could be a standard or puppet drama.
Bible Reference:     1 Corinthians 12

 

Cast:         4 (m or f any age)
Head
Torso
Legs
Arms

 

Set:          blank

 

Lighting, Sound:     standard

 

Costumes:   each character is wrapped in a cloth cylindrical cone with the particular featured part of that character exposed:
Head had the head exposed, all other parts hidden
Torso has a life size picture of a clothed torso showing, all other parts hidden
Legs has legs showing, all other parts hidden
Arms has arms showing, all other parts hidden

 

Props:       baseballs, 2 small tables to set the balls on (one stationed near Arms, the other further away from all actors)

 

SFX:        taped sound of heartbeat

 

Time:       20 minutes

 

Sample of Script:

 

Head, Torso, Legs and Arms are standing onstage

 

Head looks admiringly in “mirror,” admires eyes, lips

 

Head:        Oh my, my, my, my my! . . . If I do say so myself, looking very good indeed!
Gorgeous hair . .  perfect cupid’s bow lips . . . saucy ears . . eyes that are, may I say it . . . sexy!

 

Legs:         Oh really Head! . . . Rather high on yourself are you?

 

Head:        And just why wouldn’t I be high on myself Legs? . .  After all, I certainly am the crowning achievement of our collective Body!

 

Arms:        I simply can’t grasp why you think so highly of yourself Head!

 

Head:        Well Arms, if you had any intelligence you would realize I am the only one in our Body who is able to . .  think. . .  After all I am the home of the only Brain in our Body.

 

Torso:        Person Parts please! . . . You are driving me to distraction with all your chintzy chatter! I am the central part of our Body and I ask that all of you simply stop your ridiculous rants!

 

Arms:        Torso, you talk as though you are the heart of our existence, our very breath of life, the digest directive of all we are!

 

Torso:        Well, well amiable Arms! .. . Perhaps I might remind you that I am the resident reality responsible for the beat of our heart . . . perhaps you would like to listen? . . (SFX of loud heartbeat) . . . Further I boldly bring breath . . witness! . .  (breaths rapidly, loud) . . . And as for the direction of digestion well . . .

 

Legs:         Enough Torso, I believe we get the drift of your digestion without further expression!

 

Head:        Legs, I too am having trouble  . . stomaching . . . Torso going on and on as well.

 

Torso:        It seems to me that all the rest of you have no . . stomach . . for facts. Might I remind all of you that it was back almost 300 years ago when no one less than Napoleon Bonaparte stated that an army moves on it’s . . stomach! . . . So there!

 

Legs:         Oh really, an army moves on it’s stomach does it Torso? . . I should expect that moving on it’s stomach would result in much pain, blood and lacerations. I would suggest to his eminence Napoleon that he ought best to have his army move on it’s . . legs!

 

Arms:        All of you! . . These antagonistic acrimonious arguments are beginning to beat on my brow bringing about a huge horrendous headache!

 

Head:        I agree Arms, surely we, being one body, should be able to somehow live in harmony.

 

Torso:        How do you suggest we go about that Head?

 

Head:        Well, in situations like this it seems appropriate that saner . . . Heads . . prevail. And with myself being the only . .  Head . . . in our group, it seems right that I prevail and be the leader and all-round source of intelligence.

 

Legs:         Head you have the knowing knack of creating a climate wherein, when there is nothing to say . .  you say it!

 

Arms:        Surely there is something which can bring us together to act as one happy Body.

 

Torso:        Well I am nothing but easy to live with.

 

Head:        Wherever you go you bring along your own cheering section, don’t you Torso?

 

Legs:         I’m with you Arms, of necessity we need to hop on the happy bus.

 

Arms:        Well I just feel as though I need to put my arms around someone and give them a great big hug.

 

Torso, backs off:
I’m not sure I am real comfortable with the hugging thing Arms.

 

Head:        I’m thinking a real friendly wave might suffice.

 

Arms:        But I feel as though we need to get all together, as one, enjoy what each one brings to the table.

 

Torso:        Speaking of table, I am a bit hungry.

 

Legs:         Seems like you are always hungry Torso.

 

Torso:        You don’t seem to mind the strength I send out to you when I have a good nutritious meal Legs. . . . Seems to help you run and jump.

 

Legs:         I gotta admit you have a point there Torso. . . I do get feeling weak when you miss a meal.

 

Head:        Hey guys I got an idea . . .  Let’s us play baseball.

 

Arms:        How do you figure we are gonna do that? . . Baseball takes like, a pitcher, a catcher, a first baseman, shortstop,  . . .and a . . .  a whole bunch’a guys.

 

Torso:        That was not a great idea Head! . . . For someone who always says he is the thinker . . you for sure didn’t think that one through!

 

Head:        Hey well, I didn’t necessarily mean we have like a real baseball game. . .  I mean like we could just play catch is what I meant.

 

Legs:         Hey, good idea there Head, that’s using your head.

 

Head:        Well that’s just what I do Legs, I use my . . head.

 

Arms, picks up ball:
Here you go then, I’ll throw this ball way up high and you guys try to catch it, OK?

 

Legs:         This will be lots of fun!

 

Head:        I can for sure do this!

 

Torso:        OK Arms, you throw that ball away up high, I will for sure catch it!

 

Arms picks up ball, goes through extensive windup procedure

 

Head:        Oh really Arms, stop making like Felix Hernandez and just toss the ball!

 

Arms throws the ball upward, (it should land behind the actors), Head reacts

 

Head:        Ouch! . . . Ouch! . . . Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! You threw that ball at me and it hit me right on the top of my head! , , , Ouch! . . . Ouch! . . .

 

Torso:        Oh really Head, you are such a drama queen! . . . How much can a little old baseball hurt you?

 

Head:        Oh you think so do you Torso? . .  Well maybe I will pick up that baseball and I will toss it at you and see how much you like it!

 

Arms:        Go for it Head, toss the ball as hard as you can.

 

Head:        Alright,  . . I will . . . .  Uhh . . .  How did you throw that ball Arms?

 

Arms:        Easy, I just held the ball in my hand and with the twist of a wrist I spun the ball out there.

 

Head:        Uhh . . . Hand?

 

Arms:        Yes, I held the ball in my hand.

 

Head:        Uhh . . . . I, like, don’t have . . .  like, . . . .  any hands.

 

Torso:        Houston we have a problem!

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Many parts, one body helps Head, Torso, Legs and Arms learn a lesson.
They learn how they need to use their individual strengths and talents and how they must work together for the Body as a whole to function successfully. And from this lesson they show how God has made each of us to use our talents to serve one another and God.
Could be a standard or puppet drama.

Cast: 4 m or f

• Head
• Torso
• Legs
• Arms

Bible Reference: 1 Corinthians 12

Set: standard

Sound: wireless mics if available

Song: none

Lighting: standard

SFX:

• sound of heartbeat

Props:

• baseballs, 2 small tables to set the balls on (one stationed near Arms, the other further away from all actors)

Costumes:

• each character is wrapped in a cloth cylindrical cone with the particular featured part of that character exposed:
• Head had the head exposed, all other parts hidden
• Torso has a life size picture of a clothed torso showing, all other parts hidden
• Legs has legs showing, all other parts hidden
• Arms has arms showing, all other parts hidden

Special Instructions: none

Time: 20

Sample of Script:

Head, Torso, Legs and Arms are standing onstage
Head looks admiringly in “mirror,” admires eyes, lips

Head:        Oh my, my, my, my my! . . . If I do say so myself, looking very good indeed!
Gorgeous hair . .  perfect cupid’s bow lips . . . saucy ears . . eyes that are, may I say it . . . sexy!

Legs:         Oh really Head! . . . Rather high on yourself are you?

Head:        And just why wouldn’t I be high on myself Legs? . .  After all, I certainly am the crowning achievement of our collective Body!

Arms:        I simply can’t grasp why you think so highly of yourself Head!

Head:        Well Arms, if you had any intelligence you would realize I am the only one in our Body who is able to . .  think. . .  After all I am the home of the only Brain in our Body.

Torso:        Person Parts please! . . . You are driving me to distraction with all your chintzy chatter! I am the central part of our Body and I ask that all of you simply stop your ridiculous rants!

Arms:        Torso, you talk as though you are the heart of our existence, our very breath of life, the digest directive of all we are!

Torso:        Well, well amiable Arms! .. . Perhaps I might remind you that I am the resident reality responsible for the beat of our heart . . . perhaps you would like to listen? . . (SFX of loud heartbeat) . . . Further I boldly bring breath . . witness! . .  (breaths rapidly, loud) . . . And as for the direction of digestion well . . .

Legs:         Enough Torso, I believe we get the drift of your digestion without further expression!

Head:        Legs, I too am having trouble  . . stomaching . . . Torso going on and on as well.

Torso:        It seems to me that all the rest of you have no . . stomach . . for facts. Might I remind all of you that it was back almost 300 years ago when no one less than Napoleon Bonaparte stated that an army moves on it’s . . stomach! . . . So there!

Legs:         Oh really, an army moves on it’s stomach does it Torso? . . I should expect that moving on it’s stomach would result in much pain, blood and lacerations. I would suggest to his eminence Napoleon that he ought best to have his army move on it’s . . legs!

Arms:        All of you! . . These antagonistic acrimonious arguments are beginning to beat on my brow bringing about a huge horrendous headache!

Head:        I agree Arms, surely we, being one body, should be able to somehow live in harmony.

Torso:        How do you suggest we go about that Head?

Head:        Well, in situations like this it seems appropriate that saner . . . Heads . . prevail. And with myself being the only . .  Head . . . in our group, it seems right that I prevail and be the leader and all-round source of intelligence.

Legs:         Head you have the knowing knack of creating a climate wherein, when there is nothing to say . .  you say it!

Arms:        Surely there is something which can bring us together to act as one happy Body.

Torso:        Well I am nothing but easy to live with.

Head:        Wherever you go you bring along your own cheering section, don’t you Torso?

Legs:         I’m with you Arms, of necessity we need to hop on the happy bus.

Arms:        Well I just feel as though I need to put my arms around someone and give them a great big hug.

Torso, backs off:  I’m not sure I am real comfortable with the hugging thing Arms.

Head:        I’m thinking a real friendly wave might suffice.

Arms:        But I feel as though we need to get all together, as one, enjoy what each one brings to the table.

Torso:        Speaking of table, I am a bit hungry.

Legs:         Seems like you are always hungry Torso.

Torso:        You don’t seem to mind the strength I send out to you when I have a good nutritious meal Legs. . . . Seems to help you run and jump.

Legs:         I gotta admit you have a point there Torso. . . I do get feeling weak when you miss a meal.

Head:        Hey guys I got an idea . . .  Let’s us play baseball.

Arms:        How do you figure we are gonna do that? . . Baseball takes like, a pitcher, a catcher, a first baseman, shortstop,  . . .and a . . .  a whole bunch’a guys.

Torso:        That was not a great idea Head! . . . For someone who always says he is the thinker . . you for sure didn’t think that one through!

Head:        Hey well, I didn’t necessarily mean we have like a real baseball game. . .  I mean like we could just play catch is what I meant.

Legs:         Hey, good idea there Head, that’s using your head.

Head:        Well that’s just what I do Legs, I use my . . head.

Arms, picks up ball:  Here you go then, I’ll throw this ball way up high and you guys try to catch it, OK?

Legs:         This will be lots of fun!

Head:        I can for sure do this!

Torso:        OK Arms, you throw that ball away up high, I will for sure catch it!

Arms picks up ball, goes through extensive windup procedure

Head:        Oh really Arms, stop making like Felix Hernandez and just toss the ball!

Arms throws the ball upward, (it should land behind the actors), Head reacts

Head:        Ouch! . . . Ouch! . . . Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! You threw that ball at me and it hit me right on the top of my head! , , , Ouch! . . . Ouch! . . .

Torso:        Oh really Head, you are such a drama queen! . . . How much can a little old baseball hurt you?

Head:        Oh you think so do you Torso? . .  Well maybe I will pick up that baseball and I will toss it at you and see how much you like it!

Arms:        Go for it Head, toss the ball as hard as you can.

Head:        Alright,  . . I will . . . .  Uhh . . .  How did you throw that ball Arms?

Arms:        Easy, I just held the ball in my hand and with the twist of a wrist I spun the ball out there.

Head:        Uhh . . . Hand?

Arms:        Yes, I held the ball in my hand.

Head:        Uhh . . . . I, like, don’t have . . .  like, . . . .  any hands.