Persuasion lesson from Orange is the New Black: speech to convince inmates "donate" panties...
Bellow, I will quote a dialogue from this Netflix production, where an inmate convinces her colleagues to give her their used panties so she can start a business of selling used lingerie to perverts.
How about that:
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"Inmates: - Ramen flavor packets? You're the one who bought out the commissary.
Chapman: - Yes, I did. But I'm willing to share... if you accept my proposal. Nay... my invitation... to join me on a... miraculous adventure.
Inmates: - What are you talking about?
Chapman: - I need your panties.
Inmates: - Whaaaat?
Chapman: - Well, I will give you the panties, but I need you to wear them. I need your vag sweat. And maybe some, um, colourless discharge. I'm starting a business selling stinky panties to perverts.
Inmates: - That's the miraculous adventure?
Chapman: - It's easy. I give you flavour packets, and you give me something you're, uh... you're already giving away for free.
Inmates: - And then you get to keep the money.
Chapman: - And you are supporting a local business, keeping jobs right here at home. I'm like American Apparel, with less implied statutory rape.
Inmates: - It's disgusting.
Chapman: - I understand. I, too, was once embarrassed and squeamish by my personal... eau de parfum. But then I thought, "Why should I be ashamed?
Isn't that a part of the self-hatred that has been bred into me by the patriarchy? And are those same men that would shame me not the same men that would wear my panties on their faces, inhaling deeply?"
Ladies, now is the time to be bold. For when these men smell your panties, they are smelling your character. Let them smell daring and courage. Let them smell women who are unabashed and un-self-conscious.
And let them say that Litchfield... Litchfield is a place where women love their bodies and have love to spare.
Sisters, we may be incarcerated, but our panties will travel the world. And in that way... long after we are gone... our smell... our smell will linger... in some... gas station in Toronto, in some office cubicle in Tokyo.
And in that way, we are known. And in that way, we are remembered. Do you want to be remembered?
Inmates: - Yeah.
Chapman: - Then sweat profusely, and fart with abandon, and make a reek. - Make a reek, my sisters! Make a reek to last 1,000 years!"
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