Back To The Summer - One-Act Play
Back To The Summer - One-Act Play
By Wade Bradford
Updated March 18, 2017
"Back to the Summer" is a free-to-use play written by Wade Bradford. Schools and non-
profit organizations may perform this work without paying any royalties.
Throughout the script, there are stage directions indicating when a song can be
performed. Directors and teachers may choose whatever song / karaoke track they feel
is appropriate, or they may choose to simply skip the song number and continue on with
the script.
Feel free to have fun: get creative, add jokes, make changes. Just remember to make it a
positive theater experiences for the young performers and their audience.
Scene One:
Lights come up as happy summer music plays. Kids go back and forth across the stage.
Some skip, fly kites, jump rope, slow motion baseball. After the song fades, two friends,
Scott and Liam enter.
A stern, bald man enters. (This role could be played by a grown-up or a kid dressed as a
school principal.)
Finley: I bet it seems like you'll never go back to school. Well, guess what the date is
today.
Scott: Oh no!
Their friend Shelley, a very smart young lady, enters carrying some strange looking
gadget and a cupcake.
Shelley: You wanna play with my new invention? It's a time machine.
Liam: I wish there was some way we could go all the way back to the beginning of June.
(Sudden realization.) Hey, wait a minute! Did you say "cupcake"?
Shelley: Yeah, I spent last month turning my mom's ipad into a flux capacitor. Wanna
see how it works?
Liam: Of course! Can we use it to start summer vacation all over again? (Other kids
enter the stage to watch what's going on.)
Shelley: Sure!
Shelley: But first we've got to put on our safety helmets. Always remember: Safety first.
Shelley: All right, the coordinates are set for June 3rd. The lights are blinking; the
buttons are working, the flux capacitor is… fluxing. And we link arms. Stomp your feet.
Here we go!
Fun, adventurous instrumental as the kids run in a circle then rush off stage as the lights
shift to a young man named Jeff. He is running around the stage wearing a cape,
pretending to be a super-hero.
Mom's voice: (Off stage) Jeff? Jeffrey? Jeffrey Nathan Johnson, answer your mother.
Mom's voice: Well, use your super powers to take out the trash!
Jeff: Okay. (Stage effects on the other side of the stage.) Whoa! The time travel kids
enter.
Shelley: Hey, guys, did you notice how everything looks strange.
Scott: Yeah, your TV looks different. It's big and ugly and old.
Scott: Jersey Shore isn't on. The only thing that's on MTV is music videos.
Liam: Guys… I don't think we're in the right place. I think we're lost.
Principal Finley (With a full head of hair): Have a good summer girls. Don't forget, time
flies when you're having fun.
Liam: Oh no!
Jeff: Hey did I hear you guys say you needed help?
Liam: You're not going to believe this, kid, but we're lost in time.
Musical Number: A heroic song... maybe something like "I Need a Hero."
Liam: What I mean is, you don't really have super powers, so maybe you should try
doing something else with your time.
Shelley: Liam, be nice. Liam: I mean, look, kid… You look familiar. What's your name?
Jeff: Jeff.
Liam: Hey, cool name. My Dad's named Jeff. (Thinks for a moment.) Nah. Jeff, we'd
love your help, even if you don't have super powers. Shelley, let's find some new
batteries or something.
Shelley: And maybe we should try to find some new clothes or something. I feel like I
don't fit in here.
Musical Number: Another 1980s song using the ensemble. At teh end of the song, the
stage clears and Jeff enters by himself. He is holding the Time Machine.
Jeff: Hey, guys… Guys? I think I figured out what's wrong with your machine. You just
needed to press this button.
Shelley: Correction. That kid was your dad. Now he's gone back in time somewhere.
Lights change to reveal Jeff surrounded by several ancient Egyptians who bow down
before him.
Jeff: Uh, hi. My name's Jeff.
Jeff: Uh-oh.
A dramatic song is performed by the Egyptian Queen and the entire cast. (Consider a
cool song like Pat Benatar's "We Belong.")
Queen: Of course you do, my husband-to-be. When you appeared from out of nowhere,
and taught us songs by Pat Benatar, we knew that it was a sign, that you were our
chosen one, and that you would lead us to greatness.
Egyptian Guy #1: The prophecy has ordained that you will finish building the Great
Pyramids.
Jeff: I don't want to be here. I don't understand what's going on. I want my Mommy!
Queen: Do not fret, husband to be. All you need to do is command your servants while
they toil and build for you. You will find our kingdom is a paradise.
Jeff and the Queen exits. He has accidentally left his Time Machine behind on stage.
Two exhausted Egyptian workers enter.
Egyptian Girl #1: I'm tired of toiling and building under this new pharaoh 's command.
Egyptian Girl #2: Yeah, what makes him so great? This stupid box of his? I don't see
what the big deal is?
Egyptian Girl #1: What is this strange place with an even stranger smell?
Hot Dog Man: You know, land of the free home of the brave?
Egyptian Girl #1: Free? As in freedom? We don't have to work or toil ever again! (They
hop up and down excitedly.)
Newspaper Man: Hey you kids, stop loafing around and deliver these newspapers!
Alexander: Why, I daresay you probably have heard of me. My name is Alexander
Graham Bell, the inventor of the telephone.
Young Lady: My word. How did you ever think of such an amazing device.
Alexander: Simple. I invented the telephone so that I could be the first person to ask this
question: Can I have your number?
Alexander time travels, spinning across the stage. He winds up in front of a pirate.
The pirate time travels, spinning around until he bumps into a cowboy.
Pirate: Arg! Where be I? This place looks like some sort of desert. Is anyone out there?!
Good, Bad, Ugly styled cowboy music plays. A tough looking cowboy saunters out on
stage.
Cowboy: Well, well, well, looks like we got a one-eyed, fancy dressed, city slicker in the
town of Deadwood. And what's that pretty little thing you go in your hand? (Tries to take
time machine.)
Cowboy: I don't want your booty; I want this thingamabob right here.
Pirate: How dare you talk that way to the great Captain McFly?!
Cowboy: Oh yeah? Well, I'm Biff the Kid.
Cowboy: (Taps on the pirates head.) Hello, McFly, anyone in there? Now give my this
thingamajig!
They fight over the time machine, then suddenly press the button simultaneously,
sending them both through time.
Hollywood Director: All right ladies, line up for the audition. Now I know we're all
intimidated to be here, me a big motion picture director, and you - tiny little people ,
each of you here in Hollywood for the first time. Now, there's no pressure. We're just
going to sing and dance, just like the choreographer told you to, and then we're going to
pick one of you to be a big name, world famous movie star. The rest of you get to go back
home and continue to enjoy the great depression. Does that sound good?
Hollywood Director: I like it. It has a nice ring to it. All right, kids, let's do a practice run.
Ready? And five, six, seven eight!
Hollywood Director: Good, now, I want to see it one more time, but this time… What in
the world?
Hollywood Director: Hey you two! Are you here for the audition?
Pirate: Arg?
Hollywood Director: Hurry up, get in line. I don't have all day. Okay. Five, six, seven,
eight.
Hollywood Director: Brilliant. Cowboy. Pirate. You're hired! (The cowboy and pirate hop
up and down like they've just won a beauty pageant.)
Shirley Temple: (Picking up the time machine.) Shirley Temple will have her revenge!
In the audience, a phone rings. Adult Jeff Johnson is sitting in the audience when his
cell phone rings loudly.
Adult Jeff: What? Oh, man, I thought I set this to vibrate. I'm sorry folks, this is
embarrassing. Oh, it's from my kid, Liam. I better take this. Liam?
Lights on stage. Liam, Scott, and Shelley are talking into a newly invented Time Phone.
Adult Jeff: And you called my cell? The phone bill is expensive as it is! I hope you
haven't disrupted the space time continuum, because I will ground you-
Adult Jeff: I guess. Things are the way they've always been. Gas prices are high. Uh,
pizza tastes good. Queen Shirley Temple rules the world with an iron fist.
Liam: Oh no! It's worse than I thought! What are we going to do?
Adult Jeff: Well, you better figure it out. I want you back ASAP! Do you hear me, young
man, I want you back. Just like that song sung by the Jackson Eight.
Adult Jeff: Boy, you really have messed up the space time continuum.
Blackout.
OLD MAN: What's this? A cryogenic chamber from the 1980s? It says, do not thaw until
someone has invented a time machine. Oh my, I must unfreeze these poor young people
immediately. He opens up the chamber. Shelley, Scott, and Liam step out - very cold.
Shelley: Brr!
Scott: So cold.
OLD MAN: Welcome to the future! The year is Two-thousand seventy two!
Shelley: Oh dear. I don't suppose you have a time machine we could borrow.
OLD MAN: You are in luck my friends. This will take you where ever you need to go.
OLD MAN: No. I bought it. I am the richest person on the planet!
The old man dances away to the sound of Justin Bieber music.
LIAM: But first we've got to fix a few things along the way. (They pantomime starting
the car. By the way: The car might just be a steering wheel - it might be a cit-out of a
Delorian… it depends on what works best for the song.)
As the girls sing this song, Liam, Shelley, and Scott "drive" back and forth, collecting
each person who has been lost in time: the Egyptian girls, the love-sick Alexander Bell
(who they partner up with the Egyptian Queen), the pirate, the cowboy, and Shirley
Temple, and of course young Jeff Johnson.
The show could end here. Or could continue with this optional add-on:
LIAM: Well, my Dad is back in the 1980s where he belongs. And everyone else is where
they should be. I guess everything is back to normal.
The finale musical number should be something fun and upbeat, involving the entire
cast. (In our production we used a funny spoof of a Broadway song, changing the lyrics
to make it specific to our show (not to mention kid-friendly.)
The End