Hillbilly Love-Drama Skit

Hillbilly Love-Drama Skit

Themes: Love, Opposites attract; Compromise; God knows what we need more than we do
Categories: Love & Marriage, Valentine's Day 
Summary:

Tom and Laura are a typical couple in love with one major difference: she's s a city girl and he's a hillbilly.  Her idea of dressing up is fine silk and pearls, and his is a pair of bib overalls with no holes. Tom definitely takes some getting used to, like all his weird sayings:  "You're purtier than a mess of friend catfish," and his idea of a beautiful fresh bouquet is barnyard grass.  But still, Laura recognizes the tender heart and good nature of the man, so she's willing to overlook some of his "absurdities."  But the final straw comes when Tom gives Laura a necklace made from the dried up kidney of a frog. Love or not, she realizes they are just too different and their relationship will never work.  But then Laura is reminded of how God directed the night Tom and Laura first met and how He knows the needs of His people better than we do ourselves.  Laura soon realizes that the differences between she and Tom are not all that far apart and that compromise, love, and God's hand will go a long way in any relationship.

 
 
Style: Comedy

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Characters: 2 (1 Male, 1 Female)
Length: 8-10 minutes
 
Excerpt (Sample)

Setting: The home of a hillbilly man.  A table and chairs sit in the middle of the stage. The table should be set with two place settings, including 2 bowls, an old tablecloth. What looks like a wrapped up bouquet of flowers should also be sitting on the table.   

As the scene opens, Laura (a woman of any age) knocks on an imaginary door.  She has a jacket over her head in an effort to protect her hair from implied rain that is falling.  She is dressed up in nice clothing and accessories.

Laura:

(knocks on an imaginary door) Tom, are you there?  Hurry! I’m getting soaked out here.   It’s pouring down rain!

Tom enters.  He is of similar age to Laura.  He is dressed in a t-shirt with bib overalls and bare feet.  He also wears a straw hat.

Tom:

(good-naturedly, speaks in a southern accent) Hold yer horses, woman.  I’m a ‘comin!

He opens the door and greets Laura who rushes quickly inside

Laura:

It’s really coming down hard out there!  (Laura hands Tom her jacket and he places it on the back of one of the chairs)

Tom:

I know.  I ran out to the barn earlier and I got wetter than a fishes’ pocket.  But you, (looking her over) mmm, mmm  you look awful purty.  Why, if you don’t mind me sayin’, you’re purtier than a whole mess of fried catfish!

Laura:

(confused) Is that a good thing?

Tom:

It’s a very good thing. 

Laura:

Then, thank you.  Besides, you told me to get dressed up because it was a special occasion. 

Tom:

It is, and you done good. Real good.

Laura:

(hesitant) What about you? Aren’t you getting dressed up too?

Tom:

What are you talking about?  I am dressed up.  This here’s my fancy clothes.

Laura:

This (indicating his attired) is fancy?

Tom:

Yeah.  I put on a clean t-shirt and these here are my best overalls.  See, no holes. (he spins around for her to see) Now, come over here and let’s sit a spell.

As Laura sits down, Tom picks up the bouquet and hands it to Laura

Tom:

These are for you. (Tom sits next to Laura)

Laura:

(brightening, taking the bouquet) Oh Tom, how thoughtful!  What a beautiful bouquet of…(looking inside the bouquet, and her face falls)…weeds. 

Tom:

(a little offended) Weeds?  That there is barnyard grass.  Don’t you like it?

Laura:

I don’t know what to say.  (hesitates) No one has ever given me weeds, um, I mean, barnyard grass before. 

Tom:

(puffing up proudly) Well, you’re very welcome.  I grow it right in my own backyard. 

Laura:

It’s …lovely.  Thank you.

Tom:

I sure hope you came hungry. 

Laura:

I’m starving!  I haven’t eaten a thing since breakfast.

Tom:

Good, because I’ve got dinner cooking on the stove.

Laura:

(surprised) I didn’t know you could cook. I just figured we were going out.  

Tom:

Nope.  We’re eatin’ our vittles right here tonight.

Laura:

I’m so impressed.  (a bit flirty, she leans very close to Tom) I find men who can cook extremely attractive! 

Tom:

Then prepare to be “attracted’ because I made us a big ole’ pot of homemade possum stew. 

Laura:

(quickly pulling away) Did you say “possum stew”?

Tom:

Yep.  Ever had it before?

Laura:

(shaking her head, repulsed, trying to hold back the “gag” reflex)  Can’t say that I have.

Tom:

Well, you’re gonna love it!  You pour that possum stew over some taters and cornbread and I’m tellin’ you, it’s so good it’ll make your tongue slap your brains out!

Laura:

As fun as that sounds, couldn’t we just go into town and eat at a nice restaurant instead and save the stew for some other time?

Tom:

Lord knows you can’t swing a dead cat in this town without hitting a McDonalds, but don’t you think I’m a little over-dressed for that?  Besides, I spent all day skinnin’ the possum to show off for my woman. 

Laura:

(swallowing hard) Can’t wait.

Looking into Laura’s eyes, Tom begins to smile nervously and awkwardly and begins to laugh in a weird way

Laura:

(confused as to his behavior, she looks at Tom oddly) Are you okay?

Tom:

(quickly jumping up) I don’t know!  I’m all katty-wonkered!

Laura:

What? 

Tom:

(begins pacing and running his hand through his hair, talking to himself) I’m as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs!

Laura:

(standing up to face Tom) What are you talking about?  What’s going on?  Why are you acting so strange?

Tom:

(calming down) Okay, here goes.  I wanted you to come over tonight for a reason.  I have something I want to give you.

Laura:

What is it?

Tom:

I think we’ve reached a point in our relationship where it’s either time to fish or cut bait. 

Laura:

(getting frustrated) Will you speak English please!  I can’t understand a word you’re saying!

Tom:

Okay, here goes. 

He takes her hands in his

Tom:

Close your eyes.

Laura closes her eyes as Tom pulls a small ring box out of his pocket.

Tom:

No peeking!

Laura:

I’m not peeking. 

Tom:

(He holds the box up near her face.) Okay, open your eyes. 

Laura:

(she open her eyes, and seeing the small box, gasps)  Is that what I think it is?  Tom, I don’t know if we’re ready!

Tom:

I know I am.  There’s no other girl I’d rather give this to than you. 

Laura:

But we haven’t known each other all that long.  This is a big step!  I don’t know if I can accept this.

Tom:

No pressure.  Just open it.  If you don’t like what you see, I’ll take it back and we can wait until you’re ready. 

Laura:

I don’t know…

Tom:

Please…just open it…for me

Laura:

(smiles) Okay. 

(she takes the box and opens it and immediately screams and drops the box, as she jumps away from it)

Laura:

(horrified) What is that? 

Picking up the box, Tom pulls out a piece of string or yarn with something small and brown attached to it

Tom:

It’s a necklace.

Laura:

(horrified)  What’s hanging from the necklace?

Tom:

It’s the dried kidney from a bullfrog.  What’s wrong with you?

Laura:

(in shocked disbelief) What’s wrong with me?  What’s wrong with you? Are you out of your mind?!