THE FIRST DICTIONARY SALESMAN MARY: A story with no plot? (SALESMAN
Is she going to be
Sami is sitting on a broken chair in his
room and thinking how to fix the broken leg
of the chair, then doorbell rang. Sami opens
the door
SAMI: Hello, Can I help you?
SALESMAN: Hello, no good Sir, but surely I
have a guarantee assistance to you.
SAMI: Are you speaking a foreign language,
we don’t understand foreigners here.
SALESMAN: No Sir, I am offering you an
opportunity for eloquence simply by
listening to my diatribe and partaking in a
simple remedy for melody that has plagued
mankind forever.
SAMI: Oh my god! He’s got the fever. (SAMI
panics and closed the door.)
SALESMAN: Open the door (The SALESMAN
knocks at the door multiple times.)
SAMI: No way, you are infected.
SALESMAN: I am not…..(SAMI interrupts the
SALESMAN)
SAMI: Oh man, you got the fever, go away.
(SALESMAN knock again and speaks loudly
this time.)
SALESMAN: I don’t have the fever. (SAMI
gets confused and asks the SALESMAN
again)
SAMI: You don’t? Are you sure?
SALESMAN: No way, now can I come in
please?
SAMI: Are you sure, you’re clean?
SALESMAN: I’m clean. (SAMI opens the
door.)
SAMI: Then why are you talking like that?
SALESMAN: I’m trying to see you a book.
(SALESMAN enter into the house)
SAMI: A book?
SALESMAN: Yes a book! (SALESMAN
introduces himself)
SALESMAN (cont’d): My name is Dictionary
and I have here a book of words.
SAMI: Oh Story.
SALESMAN: No, no story.
SAMI: But you said there’s words.
SALESMAN: Yes, there are words and their
meaning.
SAMI: What’s the plot?
SALESMAN: There is no plot. (SAMI gets
confuse and calls her wife MARY to come
and see.)
SAMI: Mary! Come here someone is trying
to sell us a book. (MARY enters into the
room.)
MARY: A book but what’s the story?
SALESMAN: There is no story.
MARY: No story, well does it have words?
SALESMAN: Yes, it has all the words.
MARY: What’s the plot?
SALESMAN: There is no plot. (MARY asks
again)
JUILIE: Aunt Tilly is sick?
explains again)
SALESMAN: There is no plot because there
is no story. (SAMI’s daughter JUILIE heard
the word story and enters into the room
with excitement.)
JUILIE: Story! I love stories, I want to hear
one.
SALESMAN: There is no story!!!
JUILIE: But you got a book.
SALESMAN: Yes, it’s just words and their
meanings. (JUILIE gets confuse and asks
surprisingly.)
JUILIE: A book with words but no story.
SALESMAN: Exactly. (Sami interrupts and
asks)
SAMI: Then what good is the book then?
SALESMAN: Ha ha, it’s a book you can look
up words that you don’t know.
SAMI: Well, if I don’t know them then how
can I look them up?
SALESMAN: Well, let’s just say you heard
someone use a word that you didn’t know
such as assistance.
SAMI: I don’t know what does that means.
SALESMAN: Exactly, then just look into this
book. (SAMI gets confused and ask again.)
SAMI: But How?
SALESMAN: How, well, all the words are
reached in alphabetical order. (Everyone
else gets surprise, they have no idea about
it so Sami asks again)
SAMI: What is alphabet?
SALESMAN: Alphabet is a series of letters.
MARY: Letters?
SALESMAN: Yes, like ‘a’, ‘s’, ‘q’ and ‘t’ they
come in order like eggs and assistance is
also there you simply go to the section in
the book with the ‘a’ words and find
assistance.
JUILIE: What’s that mean?
SALESMAN: Help. (SAMI interrupts with a
question.)
SAMI: This is your book how we are
supposed to help?
SALESMAN: No, Assistance means help.
SAMI: Then why don’t you just say help; we
understand “help”. (Salesman gets confuse
and ask to stop.)
SALESMAN: Stop, wait. (SALESMAN sigh for
a moment and then explains)
SALESMAN (cont’d): Try this, you want to
write a letter... (SAMI interrupts)
SAMI: But I don’t know how to write.
SALESMAN: Suppose you know how to
write and you want to write a letter about
your sick aunt.
SAMI: But none of my aunt is sick.
MARY: May be Aunt Tilly is sick. (JUILIE gets
panic)
all right? (Everyone except the SALESMAN
gets panic and start screaming about Aunt
Tilly. SALESMAN speaks loudly to quiet
everyone.)
SALESMAN: No one is sick, we are just
supposing, suppose she is sick and suppose
you want to write a letter to her.
SAMI: But she lives near to us.
SALESMAN: Aaugh! Suppose she is not here
and she is in Ireland and suppose there was
a mail system and suppose you know how
to write and suppose you wanted to write
to her and suppose she could read so she
could read just suppose.
SAMI: Now, let me get this straight,
supposing my aunt lives in Ireland which
she is not, suppose we have a mail system
which we have not, and suppose my aunt is
sick which she is not suppose I could write
which I cannot, then your book would be
useful for us.
SALESMAN: Yeah but not in this sense (with
Confusion).
SAMI: Then?
SALESMAN: Let me explain again, suppose
you are not happy with your taxes.
SAMI: Yeah we are not, that is too much.
SALESMAN: Exactly, that’s it.
SAMI: How?
SALESMAN: See, you are not happy and
suppose you know how to write a letter so
you write him a letter. (Meanwhile there is
knocking at the door, MARY opens the
door.)
MARY: Can I help you?
DIRT GUY: Hey, I’m showing a revolution
new floor leveling system.
MARY: What is it (with excitement)? (DIRT
GUY puts the sack of dirt in front of them.)
DIRT GUY: It’s a bag of dirt you just wear
around to load off the floor.
SAMI: That’s sound great.
MARY: We will take one.
SAMI: Yeah we should buy this.
JUILIE: Yeah it would be useful.
SALESMAN: What? Are you serious?
SAMI: Yeah, see it is very useful.
SALESMAN: But you asked too much for the
book but this.
SAMI: No, it is very useful it will help to
level the ground.
SALESMAN: But I am trying to sell words
and meanings that would be really useful
for you.
SAMI: Let’s see. (SAMI takes the book from
SALESMAN and place it under the broken
leg of chair to balance it.)
SAMI (cont’d): He is right; we will take one.
SALESMAN: (nangalot ha ulo) That’ll be five
pounds.