The Medicine man

This is part of a larger collection of scenes which I might or might not finish. I think this one is the best.

Setting:

    [A large tent containing several ovvupied hospital beds seperated by cloth hangings.  The place is clean and bustling with military efficiency.  The entrance flap is pulled to the side, through it we can see the rest of a military compound in some battered european town.]

   

    [A stretcher is braught in.  Upon it is a man with bandages around his head.  He is still waring an American Army uniform.  They place him in a bed closest to veiw. 

    The doctors busy themselves around him.  One is scratching notes down, the rythm of his strokes are synchopated with the hissing of an oxygen tank on the other side of the tent.  The wind ruffles the tent as a surgeon rummages in his bag, his metalic instruments clinking out a rythm which coencides neatly with the pen and oxygen tank.

    The doctors all begin to tap their feet, smiles slowly forming on their faces.  They all look from one to the other as they hum a jazzy tune passing it on one at a time.  Their humming turns into skat as they all begin to snap.  The doctors all head toward the center of the tent and gather around a specific doctor.]

 

Doctor 1:  Oh-I'm

                       The Medicine man

                       you know it's true

                       I've got asprin and morphine too

                       do-d-do-do-do-doo

                       it's all for you!

 

Doctors:  do-do-do, do-do-do, all for you, do-do-do...(they chant repetivly while still snapping.)

    [Another doctor steps out of the main group.  The man with the bandages is now sitting up rugging his eyes.]

 

Doctor 2:  Say what's up doc

                   I got somethin to say

                   those dirty krauts blew my leg away

                   So what're you gonna do

                   to help me pull on through?

 

Doctor 1:  Well-I'm

                        The medicine man

                        you know it's true

                        I got asprin and morphine too

                       Were gonna use some of that

                        to help you pull on through.

                        It's all for you!

 

Doctors:  do-do-do, do-do-do, it's all for you!

Man with the bandages:  What the Hell is going on!

Doctors: (All look towards him, hushing but still snapping and skatting quietly.)

 

Doctor 1:Well, we're singing my friend

                yes, the fun never ends

                So why don't you sing along

                song after song~!

 

Man:  What?!  No!  jus-Look!  There's a war going on out there, you know that right?!

Doctors:  do-do-do, a war out there, do-do-do...(hushed)

Man:  Hey! You! G-Gahh!

Doctors:  Hey, you, Gah~  (With jazz hands.)

Man:  Could you guys just shut up (they keep snapping.)  The least you could do is keep quiet for your patients sake, they need their rest.  Right?

    [The patients all push the curtains aside and nurses push their beds into the center around the doctors.]

 

    Soon-We'll-be

        Back on the front lines

        Dodgin mines

        Wishin we were home

        from time to time

        But we do our jobs

        and we do 'em well

        we blast those dirty Krauts to Hell!

 

Doctors:  do-do-do, do our jobs, do-do-do, do 'em well...

Man:  What in...(to self)  How am I going to get these lunatics to stop singing...(to doctors)  Guys wait!  What if the enemy hears you singing?  We could give away our position!

 

    [Several girls in German uniforms and Hitler mustaches begin high kicking across the stage.]

Man:Holy God...

 

Doctors:  (Surround the patient) 

 

                      We do our jobs

                      and you know it's true

                      we're here to help you

                      pull on through!

 

Patients:   We do our jobs

                   we do 'em well

                   see you dirty krauts in Hell!

 

    [On this last note a patient is lifted up by one of the nurses and skats solo before going limp.  The single drawn out beep of the EKG machine is heard as everyonesilences.  A doctor and a patient step out from the crowd and harmonize with the sound filling in the chord as the others do jazz hands.  The man with bandages is in his bed with his hands over his face.]

 

 

   

Author's Note

I like it a lot, but the ending could do with some revewing. Tell me, was it funny or not.

Reviews

[ImaginaryMight]

This is one of the funniest and most unusual stories I have read.

[Satellite Heart]

That was great man. Totally Demented and Funny. I'm a new fan of "The Medicine Man" , no doubt.

[Pookie]

It was Hysterical. I love it!!! it would be cool if it turned into a spoof little cartoon or something right? But it was fun! I like it.

[Serend1p1ty]

This was awesome!
Weird, but awesome. Full of originality.
I like it a lot!

Yours truly,
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