MR CLUTTER-BUCKS and his wife MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS are in their living room. MR CLUTTER-BUCKS is sitting on his sofa, with his feet laying at a front table, while MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS is mopping the floor. There is also pair of MR CLUTTER-BUCKS socks laying casually on the floor
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS (watching the tv while dying with laughter) HAHAHAHAHA….gosh this is hilarious!
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS (looking at her husband, while she slowly shakes her head in a disappointment talking to herself) Lazy man.
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS continues to mop the floor until she sees those pair of socks on the floor
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS Harold, I need to talk to you.
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS continues to watch TV not hearing his wife.
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS Harold…
He still doesn’t hear her.
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS HAROLD!
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS One sec..
She walks towards him, grabs the remote and turns off the TV.
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS I was watching that!
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS Not anymore! I need to talk to you. Get your lazy ass off this!
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS Arrgh…fine…What do you want?
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS points her finger to the socks on the floor What’s this?
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS The floor?
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS And what is LIYING on the floor?
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS My socks?
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS Exactly! how many times do I have to tell you?! Pick up your damn shit off the floor! They belong in the drawer, not on the floor!
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS Calm down woman! I will pick it up, okay?Jeeeez…….
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS picks up his socks
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS There! I picked it up, I don’t understand why you make a big deal out of it?
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS This makes a house look like a mess
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS exits the stage in the kitchen while she continues talking about her husband’s laziness, and how he never helps her around the house. In the meantime, MR CLUTTER-BUCKS silently mocks his wife.
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS calling out from the Kitchen And Mop the floor once you’re done putting your socks away.
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS in his whinny voice Arrrgh…fine..you’re so bossy. First you ruin my TV show and second you treat me like slave?. You cruel woman…
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS exits the stage while stomping towards up stage right to the bedroom.
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS is in the bedroom. He shoves his socks in the drawer and sighs
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS Helena is such a pain in the ass. She is always like….(mimics his wife) ‘Oh Harold, you’re so lazy’ (sits on the chair and points towards the floor), ‘Harold, pick that off the floor’ (gets off the couch) ‘Oh Harold you never help me around the house’
In the meantime MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS walks to the bedroom behind her husband while he keeps mocking her without knowing that his wife is behind him.
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS ‘Harold do this, Harold that, Harold bla bla bla bla bla..’ Honestly, when will this woman ever stop nagging me?
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS turns around with a shock
MR CLUTTER-BUCKS (jumpscared). AHHH! Oh..um Helena, it’s you?
MRS CLUTTER-BUCKS Talking shit about me, I see.
MR CLUTTER BUCKS Oh no no no no. My darling, I was just talking about how bos—
MRS CLUTTER BUCKS raises her eyebrows
MR CLUTTER BUCKS How Boss..Boss…Bossy… uh.. BEAUTIFUL. Yeah…How beautiful you are.
MRS CLUTTER BUCKS You know what? Ive had enough! So I called mum, she’ll be here any second
MR CLUTTER BUCKS HA! She isn’t gonna do anything. She loves me. I’m her favourite son-in-law after all.
MRS CLUTTER BUCKS My dear…I called YOUR mother
MR CLUTTER BUCKS. scared WHAT? WHYY?? You’re such a snitch.