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Blair- Bryan Callen
Cynthia- Nicole Sullivan Busboy- Orlando Jones Waiter- David Herman (Setting: In a restaurant. Blair and Cynthia are sitting together) Blair: Jan's told me a lot about you. Cynthia: All good I hope. Well, gosh, this place looks great. Blair: Yeah, except for where they seated us. Cynthia: Oh, no, this is gonna be fine. Blair: You know why they sat us by the waiter's station, don't you? Cynthia: Oh, I just think they're real busy. Blair: It's because of me. Cynthia: Come again? Blair: Please, Cynthia, you're not that naive. Look at me. Isn't it obvious? I'm an octoroon. Cynthia: A what? Blair: I'm an octoroon. I'm 1/8 African-American. My great-Grandfather was black. Cynthia: Oh... Really. Blair: Yeah. "Oh, really." I thought you might react this way. Cynthia: What? React like what? I-- It doesn't matter to me at all what you are. Blair: I'm sorry. I just get a little touchy about it sometimes. That's all. Cynthia: That's ok. It's all right. (Waiter approaches table) Waiter: Good evening. Cynthia: Hi. Waiter: Our specials tonight include a broiled swordfish in a Mandalaise sauce. That's a light cream and dill dressing-- Blair: Don't you think I know what a Mandalaise sauce is? You just assume from my appearance things have to be boiled down to simplest terms, don't you? I bet you don't do that for all your white customers. Cynthia: Blair, please. Waiter: No, sir, actually, I do it for all the customers. Blair: We'll have the swordfish Mandalaise for two. Do us a favor and don't spit in it, please. Waiter: Very good, sir. I'll tell the chef. "No spit." (walks away) Cynthia: Blair, that was incredibly rude. Blair: Rude? Rude? To be bought and sold like an animal, that's rude. Cynthia: Yeah. Blair: To be chained up and dragged away from your village and forced to pick cotton. Don't talk to me about rude. Cynthia: I don't know. I think you're just being a little bit ridiculous. Blair: I'm sorry. Look, you're right. I want this to be a nice evening. It's just I’ve had such a bad day. Yet another job interview gone sour. Cynthia: Oh, really? What happened? Blair: What happened? What always happens to the partially black man. They turned me down. Said it was because of my attitude, and I didn't have the “degree” for biomedical research. Everybody knows that's just code for "Octoroon on the premises. Run for your lives." (Busboy arrives at the table and fills a glass) Blair: Ah, yes. You know how it is, my African brother. Fight the power. Million man march. (puts up fist) Busboy: I beg your pardon? Blair: I bet they've kept you here for years in this menial position, supporting a family of eight as a busboy. Busboy: No, they haven't. I'm putting myself through law school. Blair: Oh, really? Where, at Oreo university so you can become another tool for the white man's injustice system? Busboy: Whatever. (walks away) Blair: Sellout! Cynthia: I think you're taking this octoroon thing a little bit too far. I don't think anyone would ever suspect that you're any part black. Blair: (shouts) I am fiercely proud of my African-American heritage! (People in the restaurant turn and look at Blair) Cynthia: People are staring at us. Blair: Oh, let them stare. Come on, gawk at the eighth-Breed. That's right. Want to rub my nappy head for luck? Better rub it eight times so you get the same amount of luck you get from a normal black man. Oh, sure, there's a song for half-Breeds but not for us octoroons. (sings) “Octorooon naaaaation Octorooon Priiiide” Cynthia: Ok, ok. You know, Blair, you're crazy. Please do not call me. Blair: Well, just as I expected. My mother always told me, "Stay within your own kind-- Quadroons or mulattos only." That's all right, because you'll be coming back, baby. You know what they say, "Once you've had octoroon, you'll be wantin' more soon." Waiter: (walks up to table) Sir, I’m gonna have to ask you to leave. Blair: Of course. Someone speaks the truth, and it's, "Bug off, Buckwheat." Well, that's fine. I'm going. But I’m reporting you to the Anti-Octoroon defamation league. They'll sue you for 1/8 of everything you've got. Furthermore, I’m gonna find all the other octoroons in this city, and they'll boycott this racist establishment. It may take me decades, but I’ll find them. Good-Bye! (leaves restaurant) __________________ TRIPOD: LYZZA ![]() ![]() ![]() Selena Luna = Best. Castmember. Ever.
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