By Jill Gresham
King Herod's meeting with the 3 Wise Men as they journey to find the new king. Done more in the style of "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure".
We used a refrigerator box painted to look like a VW van with peace signs, flowers, etc… painted on the side. We used a PowerPoint slide put a road scene in the background. We had two wise men sitting in the front seat, and one sleeping in the back.
Herod
Herod's Secret Serviceman
3 Hippy Wise Men
(King Herod and his Secret Serviceman are walking along the side of the road.)
Herod: I can't believe it! We go on one little road trip and run out of gas. I'll have those servants' heads! Well, I guess we'll have no choice but to thumb it. Here comes a car now, I 'd better take off my crown and lay low. You never can trust peasants! Hold up my thumb for me.
Secret Serviceman: Yes sir, anything you say sir!
Wise man 1: Hey dudes - you need a ride?
Herod: Why yes, I guess. Is there room in that, um, "vehicle?"
Secret Serviceman: Yes, is there room?
Wise man 1: Sure thing dudes. Hop in.
Herod: Thanks, I think.
Wise man 1: So where are you headed?
Herod: As close to Jerusalem as you can get us. We um, need to see the King.
Secret Serviceman: Yes, important business with the King.
Wise man 1: Most Excellent! We are headed to see the King too! Rock on! Don't mind Balty there, he stayed up late hangin' with the stars.
Herod: What is your business with the King….if I may ask?
Secret Serviceman: Yes, if we may ask.
Wise man 2: Well, we, like, were hangin' on the porch, kickin' back, just chillin', when Balty there, yelled out "cool dude."
Herod: Could you be more specific?
Secret Serviceman: Yes, more specific.
Wise.man 2: Well, when the moon is in the 7th house, and Jupiter aligns with Mars, then peace will guide the planets, and love will steer the stars….
Herod: OK, I get it - tell me more.
Secret Serviceman: Yes, tell US more.
Wise man 2: Well, this weird star was there, just hanging out like real low, all mellow like.
Herod: Yeah, so?
Secret Serviceman: Yeah, so?
Wise man 2: Well, duh, THE star. THE sign… we like, picked up, and came to find the King. We brought a totally rockin' present, cleaned out the bank.
Herod: A gift you say, well you happen to be in luck - I happen to be the King.
Secret Serviceman: Yes, he is the King.
Wise man 2: No offense dude, but we're lookin' for the King of the Jews, the Son of God, the Prince of Peace. We're talking outta this world!
Herod: What do you mean the King of the Jews?
Secret Serviceman: Yes, what do you mean King of the Jews?
Wise man 1: Dude, catch some enlightenment - you know the prophesy?
Herod: I don't know what you're talking about, I am the King.
Secret Serviceman: Well, sir, actually he is right, for it says right here:
"But you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for out of you will come a ruler who will be the shepherd of my people Israel."
Herod: (Tantrums) No, no, no, that is not possible (regains composure)….I mean, of course, it says it right there in black and white.
Wise man 1: Chill, dude. You know, you have a lot of negative karma man, we'll just let you out here.
Herod: Well, gentlemen, keep me posted on what you find, I would very much like to worship this new King!
Wise man 1: Yeah, sure dude, we'll, like, keep you posted.
(Herod and the Secret Serviceman exit the vehicle)
Wise man 1: Whoa dude, do believe that guy - thinks he's a king, must be buggin!
Wise man 2: What a poser!
Wise man 3: (Yawns loudly and stretches) Dudes, I just had this totally unrighteous dream! This punk king dude with a dorky hat was having all of these little boys killed - Bogus!
Wise man 1: Like, that sounds like that "bad karma king" dude we just ditched. We'd better go back home the long way!
Wise man 2: He's busted, man!
(Ride quietly for a few seconds)
Wise man 3: Hey, there's a mini-mart, let's grab some chow!
Wise man 1: Bonus, they have a gift shop, we should probably pick up a few more things. I mean there are three of us, and only one gift!
Wiseman 2: Right on, man. Let's hit it.
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