Super Christian IV
Drama
Lectionary Scenes
56 Vignettes For Cycle C
Theme
Your ministry at home is more important than your ministry at church.
Summary
Super Christian is a proud doer of good, but what is his home life like?
Playing Time
3 minutes
Setting
Super Christian's home
Props
Ironing board, iron, curtains, garbage bag
Costumes
Super Christian -- cape and pajamas with "SC" on front
Time
The present
Cast
ANNOUNCER
SUPER CHRISTIAN
WIFE
ANNOUNCER: And now, the adventures of Super Christian. Faster than a speeding bullet, mightier than a mighty locomotive, able to leap tall church buildings in a single bound, look up in the air ... it's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's Super Christian! Yes, Super Christian, who, disguised as a mild-mannered reporter for the metropolitan newspaper, the Daily Planet, wages a never-ending battle for peace, justice, and the Christian way! As our exciting adventure begins, Super Christian is just returning home from an exciting day of fighting the forces of evil. As Super Christian walks in the door, we hear him say ...
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Whew, boy, am I tired. I'm home, dear. Dear, your little Supee-pie is home. Dear, dear?
WIFE: Whadya want? (IRONING FRILLY CURTAINS)
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Oh, there you are. (FLEXING FOR HER)
WIFE: Are your X-ray eyes out of focus? You knew where I was.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Of course I did, my pet. My X-ray eyes were never in better shape. I was just playing cat and mouse with you. What's for dinner?
WIFE: Dinner? That reminds me, take out the garbage.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Take out the garbage? Take out the garbage? Who me? Do you realize who you're talking to? Huh, do ya, do ya, huh?
WIFE: Yeah, I do realize who I'm talking to ... Take out the garbage.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: What do I look like? Huh, what? Tell me, what, huh?
WIFE: You look like a tootie-fruitty in blue underwear. Now, take out the garbage!
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Look, I've been fighting a never-ending battle for peace, justice, and the Christian way.
WIFE: You'd better take out the garbage or you'll be fighting the never-ending battle of the ants and roaches.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Look, dear, I worked hard today, you know? I just thought I'd come home, prop my feet up, and watch my favorite Christian T.V. show.
WIFE: Oh, did you? I'm sorry. Why not watch Super Christian fight the garbage bag. TAKE OUT THE GARBAGE!
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Will you stop with that "take out the garbage" routine?
WIFE: Oh, sure. Remove the refuse.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: What do you think I am, your servant?
WIFE: I think you're lazy, but we have company coming tonight.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Oh, no, who's coming? I wanted a nice quiet evening at home. Whenever we have company they always want me to bend steel bars or something like that.
WIFE: My mother is staying for the weekend.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: The entire weekend?
WIFE: Yes, Mother's coming. Why do you think I'm ironing these curtains?
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Curtains! Oh, that's what they are. I thought you were making me another cape. (HE HOLDS CURTAINS UP TO HIM LIKE A CAPE, STRUTS AROUND)
WIFE: I'll let you wear the curtains if you take out the garbage.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Take out the garbage, take out the garbage, Why do I have to do all the work around here?
WIFE: (CHASING HIM WITH BROOM) Now, listen here, you lazy, puffed-up, good-for-nothing Super-Bum. I've scrubbed and waxed the kitchen and bathroom floors, washed five loads of clothes, and ironed three spare uniforms for you. And by the way, I wish you'd soak your uniform in cold water whenever you get blood on it.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: That wasn't blood, that was cherry pop. I had some for lunch with my hot dog.
WIFE: Never mind that. I vacuumed all the rugs and painted the ceiling in Mama's bedroom.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: You mean my study.
WIFE: Baked bread, canned fourteen quarts of tomatoes, made all the beds, made dinner, and washed the dishes. Now, what do you say to that?
SUPER CHRISTIAN: (MEEKLY) I'll take out the garbage. Boy, I don't get no respect. Where's my Bible? I think I'll look up that verse about wives respecting their husbands!
Your ministry at home is more important than your ministry at church.
Summary
Super Christian is a proud doer of good, but what is his home life like?
Playing Time
3 minutes
Setting
Super Christian's home
Props
Ironing board, iron, curtains, garbage bag
Costumes
Super Christian -- cape and pajamas with "SC" on front
Time
The present
Cast
ANNOUNCER
SUPER CHRISTIAN
WIFE
ANNOUNCER: And now, the adventures of Super Christian. Faster than a speeding bullet, mightier than a mighty locomotive, able to leap tall church buildings in a single bound, look up in the air ... it's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's Super Christian! Yes, Super Christian, who, disguised as a mild-mannered reporter for the metropolitan newspaper, the Daily Planet, wages a never-ending battle for peace, justice, and the Christian way! As our exciting adventure begins, Super Christian is just returning home from an exciting day of fighting the forces of evil. As Super Christian walks in the door, we hear him say ...
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Whew, boy, am I tired. I'm home, dear. Dear, your little Supee-pie is home. Dear, dear?
WIFE: Whadya want? (IRONING FRILLY CURTAINS)
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Oh, there you are. (FLEXING FOR HER)
WIFE: Are your X-ray eyes out of focus? You knew where I was.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Of course I did, my pet. My X-ray eyes were never in better shape. I was just playing cat and mouse with you. What's for dinner?
WIFE: Dinner? That reminds me, take out the garbage.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Take out the garbage? Take out the garbage? Who me? Do you realize who you're talking to? Huh, do ya, do ya, huh?
WIFE: Yeah, I do realize who I'm talking to ... Take out the garbage.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: What do I look like? Huh, what? Tell me, what, huh?
WIFE: You look like a tootie-fruitty in blue underwear. Now, take out the garbage!
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Look, I've been fighting a never-ending battle for peace, justice, and the Christian way.
WIFE: You'd better take out the garbage or you'll be fighting the never-ending battle of the ants and roaches.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Look, dear, I worked hard today, you know? I just thought I'd come home, prop my feet up, and watch my favorite Christian T.V. show.
WIFE: Oh, did you? I'm sorry. Why not watch Super Christian fight the garbage bag. TAKE OUT THE GARBAGE!
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Will you stop with that "take out the garbage" routine?
WIFE: Oh, sure. Remove the refuse.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: What do you think I am, your servant?
WIFE: I think you're lazy, but we have company coming tonight.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Oh, no, who's coming? I wanted a nice quiet evening at home. Whenever we have company they always want me to bend steel bars or something like that.
WIFE: My mother is staying for the weekend.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: The entire weekend?
WIFE: Yes, Mother's coming. Why do you think I'm ironing these curtains?
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Curtains! Oh, that's what they are. I thought you were making me another cape. (HE HOLDS CURTAINS UP TO HIM LIKE A CAPE, STRUTS AROUND)
WIFE: I'll let you wear the curtains if you take out the garbage.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: Take out the garbage, take out the garbage, Why do I have to do all the work around here?
WIFE: (CHASING HIM WITH BROOM) Now, listen here, you lazy, puffed-up, good-for-nothing Super-Bum. I've scrubbed and waxed the kitchen and bathroom floors, washed five loads of clothes, and ironed three spare uniforms for you. And by the way, I wish you'd soak your uniform in cold water whenever you get blood on it.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: That wasn't blood, that was cherry pop. I had some for lunch with my hot dog.
WIFE: Never mind that. I vacuumed all the rugs and painted the ceiling in Mama's bedroom.
SUPER CHRISTIAN: You mean my study.
WIFE: Baked bread, canned fourteen quarts of tomatoes, made all the beds, made dinner, and washed the dishes. Now, what do you say to that?
SUPER CHRISTIAN: (MEEKLY) I'll take out the garbage. Boy, I don't get no respect. Where's my Bible? I think I'll look up that verse about wives respecting their husbands!

