Bradley is a food-delivery driver drifting through the backdrop of suburban life, invisible to the rest of the world no matter how wide his grin. But they should look closer. Because as Bradley moves with tender precision from drive-thrus to delivery shelves and parking lots, he’s listening to cassette tape sermons that promise purpose and belonging in a world that will finally make sense again.
As his phone dings with orders and mysterious “Ready” texts, Bradley turns his deliveries into an act of devotion he hopes will bring his customers “home to the Father” – without them even knowing it. And They Shall Handle Serpents lives in the collision of the systems we trust to run quietly for our convenience, and the humans who become little more than parts in that machine. In that space, where desperation metastasizes and no one wants to look too closely, the search for meaning can curdle into something deeply terrifying. In the end, the short invites the audience to consider how the everyday systems all around us might come at a nightmare cost, and to feel the dread of realizing evil may surprise us at our doorstep, unrecognizable because of its smile.