Heiress to the Useless Words Mafia (peaceofaith) wrote in sayitsomehow,
Heiress to the Useless Words Mafia
peaceofaith
sayitsomehow

  • Mood:
  • Music:

MASSIVE writings post

So, I haven't been updating this as frequently as I should have been...so here is a massive play update. As I said on my personal journal...my computer has spell check problems. So, it's not perfect...just ignore any stupid spelling errors you find. Thanks.

The lights rise on the street outside of Kelli’s apartment. The day is now full. It’s a clear day in fall. Throughout the scene people will walk through the street. These people are MATTHEW, RAUL, GAVIN, SARAH, and JOANNA, hwoevery they are not recognizable. KELLI walks out of the door, looks around suspiciously, and when the coast ic clear, she beings to climb down the stairs. Hse flips out her cellphone and dials. A special rises on RAUL, asleep in his bed because it is morning and he has yet to wake up. The phone rings and RAUL slowly wakes up. On the third ring, he finally answers.

KELLI: Hey Dad.
{RAUL makes an extremely gutteral an incoherent noise}
KELLI: I’m sorry, did I wake you up?
{RAUL makes a grunt}
KELLI: I know you like to sleep in-
RAUL: I must have told you 100 times not to call me before ten.
KELLI: Well-I thought you woke up earlier on weekdays.
RAUL: Appologize right now or I’ll hang up the phone.
KELLI: Fine-I’m sorry.
{A complete mood shift}
RAUL: Now then, how are you darling?
KELLI: Not so well. I had an…uh…um
{There is a pause while KELLI tries to find the right words}
KELLI: Have you ever thought that you’ve…um…seen Mom?
RAUL: What? Like a ghost or something?
KELLI: Yeah.
RAUL: Well, in the early days I did. It seemed that everywhere I turned, I saw her. Not even her, but a bit ofher sometimes. In the light, the sky, the milk, in the mirror staring at me with her eyes, pleading me to let her comfort me. {Raul changes his position…stands, lies down, something different} She was big on comforting others-she treated us like royalty, you know that babe?
KELLI: {Softly} Yeah, I remember.
RAUL: You remember what I told you.
KELLI: I remember my mother dad! Not as well as you do, but I remember her.
RAUL: Suppose I would have hidden all of her photos away under the bed and had never spoken a word about her again. Suppose I erased all traces of her from our lives-would you remember her then?
{pause}
RAUL: There was never any time for your mother to relaz, she didn’t allow it. She always said that relaxation was a sin. {In a voice supposed to be similar to JOANNA’S} Relaxation is the vehicle for sloths. From there, if you make a right you land in self-indulgance which leads to gluttony. {RAUL laughs gently} Your mother wasn’t a very religious woman-but sin struck a cord with her. Ask her about God and Angels, Heaven or Hell, and she’d brush you off saying she didn’t know about such things. But sin, no, sin was different.
KELLI: Dad-
{RAUL does not hear KELLI and continues on}
RAUL: Everything was always about others. {In a very sad tone} If only she had made some allowances.
KELLI: Dad-
RAUL: Oh, I know honey. I can’t change the past, so why dwell on it? But I do blame my digression on you.
KELLI: Yes, far be it for me to open up a can of worms this early in the morning {A small pause} This morning after I woke up, I heard her. I was upset and so she sang me a lulaby to try and sooth me, or at least she tried. I got freaked out because- because it’s not normal. Hearing your dead mother sing to you 15 after her death- it’s not right. And then she unlocked my door and came in.
RAUL: Why do you think she came inside?
KELLI: Because I wouldn’t listen to her otherwise. I don’t have time to deal with ghosts now, there’s too much going on.
RAUL: Like what? I had no idea that you’ve been busy lately. Anything- exciting?
KELLI: No.
RAUL: Um…work stuff?
KELLI: {In a very small voice} No, not work stuff.
RAUL: Then what honey?
KELLI: I- I’m- I…Forward motion. Time. The laws of time insist that you keep moving forward, that…nothing can go back to its origional state. And for most of this game, life holds wonder for us. But everywhere there’s danger ready to pounce. When it strikes there is no turning back, ever. {KELLI begins to cry} Everywhere I look- I see danger. I can never escape it.
{KELLI attempts to regain control over her motions, but fails}
KELLI: Daddy, I’m so scared. I’m dying.
RAUL: Honey, you’re just stressed-
KELLI: Not a metophorical death. I’ve got cancer daddy. I’m nt going to-
{KELLI chokes on her words and cannot finish them}
RAUL: How long-
{RAUL cannot finish his question either}
KELLI: I’ve known for 3 months now. I didn’t want to worry you.
RAUL: Treatment. There must be an alternative.
KELLI: To death? No there’s not!
RAUL: Chemo-
KELLI: NO CHEMO! On my own my body is killimg itseld and-
RAUL: Chemo could help you!
KELLI: But I could still die.
{KELLI’s phone starts beeping. This is a sign that KELLI’s phone is running low on battery}
KELLI: {Said with the upmost passion and emotion} Look dad- my battery is almost gone, I’ll make it quick. Tomorrow I’m checking in to the Adalia Anne Hospital. Room 215. Level 3. I can give you directions-
RAUL: No, I’ll figure it out.
KELLI: I’m sorry for not telling you sooner dad, really.
{KELLI’s phone turns off}
KELLI: Shit.
RAUL: Me too.
{The special fades slowly off RAUL. KELLI puts her cellphone into her pocket and takes her suitcase to hand. She looks around searching for…something. Anything that could help her. A MAN walks down the street and KELLI approaches him}
KELLI: I’m sorry to bother you sir, but my cellphone died.
MAN: Yeah, so?
KELLI: I was wondering if you could help me out.
MAN: What, like give you my cellphone?
KELLI: Well, that would be nice-
MAN: Get a grip, chick! I have better things then to help some random girl who’s probably a hooker or a junkie.
KELLI: Fuck you!
MAN: Right back at you.
{THE MAN walks starts to walk offstage left, but sees a payphone and quickly, but stubbornly returns back to where KELLI is currently standing. She is not looking at him}
KELLI: What the hell do you want now?
MAN: I may not be a nice man, but I’m not a jerk. There’s a payphone right over there. Thought you’d like to knw.
{THE MAN starts to walk offstage}
KELLI: Thank you!
{THE MAN turns around suddenly, but does not move closer to KELLI}
THE MAN: So do I get a kiss now for helping the damself?
KELLI: Forget what I said.
THE MAN: That’s what I was counting on.
{With that THE MAN walks off, for good this time. KELLI walks to the phonebooth-mumling and grumpbling. As she reaches the booth a special goes up on GAVIN, dressed in a casual suit and tie. KELLI picks up the phone and dials. GAVIN picks up on the 2nd ring}
GAVIN: Yo.
KELLI: It’s me.
GAVIN: What’s up?
KELLI: A lot actually. I-I’m getting ready for a really busy time in my life and I-I’d like to see ou while I still can.
GAVIN: What’s this mystery thing you got going on- I don’t know anything about it.
KELLI: I don’t tell you everything.
GAVIN: Well, you wanna fill me in?
KELLI: Not over the phone- over dinner. Tonight.
GAVIN: Kell, I can’t.
KELLI: This is really important Gavin.
GAVIN: If it’s so impotant, why did you keep it from me?
KELLI: LOOK, I just really need to see you-
GAVIN: And I really need to go. Look Kell, you caught me on my way out. Huge buisness day today.
KELLI: You’re blowing me off for lawyer shit?
GAVIN: A. I’m not blowing you off because we had no plans to begin with. B. It’s not “lawyer shit”. It’s serious buisness.
KELLI: Oh, I’m sorry-you’re blowing me off for serious lawyer shit!
GAVIN: I AM NOT BLOWING YOU OFF!
KELLI: You’re spending 8 hours in an office and then going home to think about what you did those 8 hours. That’s blowing me off.
GAVIN: First of all, I work a nine hour day. Second, tonight I have a celebration dinner with my client because we just won our case.
KELLI: Bull shit-that doesn’t go on trial for a week.
GAVIN: Ah-but the other guy just backed out. He’s coming down to the office to sign the papers today.
KELLI: Oh.
GAVIN: I’m not blowing you off.
KELLI: I know.
GAVIN: I love you.
{KELLI does not respond}
GAVIN: Kell, did you hear what I said? I-LOVE-you.
KELLI: I’m going to the hospital tomorrow.
GAVIN: So that’s the big surprise? Going to visit a sick friend.
KELLI: I’ll be spending a lot of time there.
GAVIN: I think that wasn’t your big surprise, hon. I think that you were planning on a more romantic surprise.
KELLI: No, Gav-
GAVIN: Kell, I think you wanted to go out with me tonight on a romantic date.
KELLI: I did.
GAVIN: Will you please let me say this? I think that you wanted to be the first one to say ‘I love you’. That’s why you didn’t say that you loved me back, or even acknowledge it. I’m sorry that I beat you to it, but I think you’re being unreasonable.
{KELLI does not respond}
GAVIN: Please, Kell.
{KELLI does not respond}
GAVIN: I know that you love me. You have to.
KELLI: {unconvincingly} I love you.
GAVIN: Good. Now, I have to go. We’ll have our date some other time, alright? Later babe.
KELLI: I’m
{GAVIN ahnds up the phone. As KELLI realizes this she looks at the reciever with disbelief}
KELLI: dying.
{KELLI leans against the phone booth and beings to sob. Angrily she begins kicking the side of the phone booth and wails loudly. She then falls to the ground and rolls herself into a ball}
{BLACKOUT}



Scene 3

{As soon as the blackout on KELLI is complete the lights rise on RAUL and SARAH eating a casual dinner and talking feverishly.}
SARAH: No dad, what I’m trying to say is that I don’t believe that democracy even exists anymore.
RAUL: Of course it exists, it’s what’s holding this country together.
SARAH: No, what’s holding together this country is the illusion of democracy.
{RAUL begins to open his mouth in protest, but SARAH drives her point in hard and fast, stopping him before he gets the chance}
SARAH: The way I see it-the president rules our country, or at least he does in theory. Really it’s more like a group of people pumping ideas into the presidents head which he then attempts to pass off as his own. And those very people that inform the president are the ones who have the power to approve or reject his so called ideas. Therefore, democracy is just a memory-because all politics are fixed and therefore…democracy just is no longer necessary.
RAUL: You would have thought that by now I would have figured that it’s pointless to argue with you. You really should be a lawyer.
SARAH: I am not going to be a laywer.
RAUL: Why not? From as far as I can figure you’d be successful as hell.
SARAH: I could never be a lawyer. All they think about is money.
RAUL: And what’s so wrong with that? You could use that extra dough.
{SARAH lets out a half amused and half annoyed laugh}
SARAH: It would be undermining everything that I stand for dad. I fight for truth and justice.
RAUL: So do laywers.
SARAH: No, not everytime. They fight for whoever’s going to give them the most money. If that person coninsides with their feelings of truth and justice, that’s just an added perk-but not a neccesity.
RAUL: But once you get yourself established as an influencial and successful laywer you can pick and choose your cases-
SARAH: Dad-just drop it. I don’t want to be a lawyer. Accept it.
{RAUL reaches over to SARAH and touches her hand}
RAUL: I just want to see you happy.
{SARAH pats RAUL’S hand and drawls away}
SARAH: I am.
RAUL: You work in a bookstore making God knows what, how can you be happy?
SARAH: Very easily. Money doesn’t get to me the same way that it gets to you.
RAUL: Obviousl-
SARAH: Can we just drop it?
RAUL: Fine.
{RAUL raises his hand to signal for the check to be brought over. A WAITER immedietly comes over and RAUL hands him a credit card. THE WAITER leaves. There is a small moment of uncomfortable silence between RAUL and SARAH}
RAUL: So, you have a boyfriend?
SARAH: Change the subject.
RUAL: Alright. Your sister-
{SARAH immedietly interupts RAUL}
SARAH: Yes, I have a boyfriend. His name is Matthew, he’s 28, and he’s in health care.
RAUL: Now, why can’t you be more like your boyfriend? Doctors make good money.
SARAH: He’s not a doctor.
RAUL: A surgeon then?
SARAH: No, a surgeon is a doctor.
RAUL: He’s not a nurse is he?
{SARAH becomes uncomfortable and downs the rest of her drink}
SARAH: Yes, Matthew is a nurse.
{RAUL begins to laugh, although he tries to stifle it.}
SARAH: It’s not funny! Nurses are very valuable. They provide both medial and emotional assistance when their patients need it the most and…{SARAH is at a loss for words}other stuff.
RAUL: So, did he try to become a doctor-but failed?
SARAH: No, he never wanted to be a doctor.
RAUL: Is he…masculine?
SARAH: So, you mentioned my sister?
{RAUL wants to keep talking about SARAH’s boyfriend, but with a sigh changes the topic of the conversation}
RAUL: She called me today, and I’m afraid I have some bad news.
{THE WAITER comes back with the check and RAUL’s credit card. RAUL thanks him and THE WAITER leaves, while RAUL and SARAH do not}
RAUL: She has cancer.
SARAH: What kind?
RAUL: {taken aback} You find out your sister has cancer and that’s the first thing you ask?
SARAH: {smugly} You don’t know, do you?
RAUL: {firmly} She’s known about this for a few months now, but she has yet to take any medication.
SARAH: That doesn’t surprise me, Kelli never was the brightest bulb.
RAUL: I know you and your sister don’t get along, but I would have expected you to show a bit of compassion and sympathy.
SARAH: Dad, my sister that I don’t talk to, don’t see and don’t like is dying. She didn’t care enough about me or the situation to tell me, so obviously I’m not supposed to be excessivly upset or concerned about it. Look-when she dies, I will go to her funeral and play my part, but I’m not going to make up some bullshit story about how I’m devistated over the whole thing. I haven’t missed her for years, and I’m not about to start now.
{RAUL gets up}
RAUL: {coldly} Tomorrow Kelli’s checking in to the Adalia Anne Hospital.
SARAH: {aside} Shit. Let me gues, level 3.
RAUL: How did you know that?
SARAH: Because Matthew works at the Adalia Anne Hospital and I figure it would just be my luck if she was on his floor.
RAUL: So, what does she have?
SARAH: Brain. Most likely. I could be wrong.
RAUL: You’ll visit her.
SARAH: Yeah.
RAUL: {teasingly} And maybe even smile?
{SARAH rises}
SARAH: Are you sure you wouldn’t rather hear me go on about democracy?
{RAUL begins to walk towards the door}
RAUL: If it means you’ll smile, you can ramble on about the fall of democracy.
{there is a pause in dialogue as RAUL keeps walking and SARAH remains frozen. RAUl reaches the door and turns back to SARAH. SARAH walks to RAUL}
SARAH: Democracy isn’t falling.
{They walk out the door}
SARAH: It’s actually fallen. The government-



Scene 4

{Music beings playing. The music is the sort of music you would expect to hear in a hospital waiting room. The scene almost instantly goes to the Adalia Anne hospital where we find KELLI sitting down in a chair filling out paperwork. KELLI mumbles to herself while nurses walk in and out of the room}
A NURSE: Ms. O’Hara
{KELLI looks up}
A NURSE: Somebody will be with you shortly.
KELLI: Thank yo-
{KELLI stops because THE NURSE has now walked out of the room, not waiting to hear the rest of KELLI’s thanks}
KELLI: Wherever you went. {KELLI ruffles through her paperwork} paperword-one of the more unfortunate tagalongs to illness. The world claims they’re making everything idiot proof-but in trying, they only succeed in making things more confusing.
{KELLI begins to read through her forms and unknown to her, MATTHEW enters. He is unmistakably the man that KELLI ran into on the street. MATHEW looks as if he is beginning to speak, but recognizes KELLi and stops himself. KELLI slams down the papers on her lap}
KELLI: It’s like a hospital’s final plee-don’t come here. Let us rest. Watch as we make you run away with our absurdly annoying and fucked up paperwork.
MATTHEW: That’s standard paperwork.
KELLI: {not looking up} What?
MATTHEW: {on this line, moves forward while staying a good distance away from KELLI} I mean, we didn’t divise it to cause annoyance and frustration to our patients.
{KELLI looks up and lets out a gasp of recognition}
MATTHEW: It’s main goal is to save our asses from being sued, which is always a plus in my book.
{By now MATTHEW is close enough to shake KELLI’s hand, he instead opps for sitting down in a chair close to her}
MATTHEW: My name is Matthew an I’m the head nurse on the neurology division. Is there anything that I can do to help you?
KELLI: Yeah. Knock of the Florence Nightingale act.
MATTHEW: I’m just doing my job Mrs. O’Hara.
KELLI: {Firmly} Ms.
MATTHEW: {coyly} What?
KELLI: Ms. O’Hara, not Mrs.
MATTHEW: {Flirtatiously} Ah, my mistake. I was just wondering if something was…wrong. According to our records, you’re here one day early.
KELLI: {anxiously} That’s not a problem is it?
MATTHEW: {patiently} Well, we’re not quite…ready for you yet. Isn’t there anybody you could stay with-just for the night?
KELLI: No. No one.
MATTHEW: No friend or…{struggling} partner you could stay with?
KELLI: {warmly} Did you start being so PC, or is it part of the job training? {laughs} All of my friends are purely social. Bring up any subject heavier then ‘which shoe to wear in order to mek my waist look smaller’ and they quickly become useless and flighty.
MATTHEW: And your-
KELLI: Boyfriend. I was going to stay with him tonight, but it didn’t work out.
MATTHEW: What, did you find him throwing himself on-
KELLI: {harsly} That is none of your buisness. But for your information he had a party to attend. He won a big case. Lawyer.
MATTHEW: Really, because I had no idea that was coming. I thought that maybe he was in the mafia.
KELLI: {Flirtatiously} Now there’s the familiar you that I’ve come to love.
{MATTHEW stands up and begins a slow and gradual pace}
MATTHEW: And you have no family?
KELLI: No, I have family, it’s just that…well, my sister hates me, my father’s still in shock over the whole cancer thing, and my mother’s dead.
MATTHEW: {Sincerely} I’m sorry.
KELLI: About what? The sister? Dad? Mom? Whole thing?
{KELLI glars at MATTHEW expectanatly. MATTHEW gives her an earnest look back}
MATTHEW: All of it.
{KELLI softens}
KELLI: Don’t be. I just told my father today, so he’s got a right. My mother has been dead since I was 7…and since I’ve been 7, I’ve hated my sister. She’s…ambitios and unbroken. She cuts people down with words and then leaves before any harm can get to her.
MATTHEW: What’s your sister’s name?
KELLI: Sarah.
{MATTHEW skips a beat}
MATTHEW: Is she married?
KELLI: Not unless she hasn’t told anyone. But she’s not exactly the marriage type.
{MATTHEW sits down again, this time in a chair directly next to KELLI}
MATTHEW: What do you mean?
KELLI: Well, she’s never dated one guy for more then four months. Commitment isn’t exactly her forte. Why all this interest in my sister?
MATTHEW: I think I’m dating her.
{KELLI turns her chair to face MATTHEW}
KELLI: {full of energy and bubbly ease} So you’re straight.
MATTHEW: Hadn’t we established that this morning?
KELLI: {very flirtatious} You know, I could tell my sister that you hit on me this morning. I bet she wouldn’t like that.
MATTHEW: And what do you care about hurting your sister?
{A moment of realization. KELLI becomes defensive and stands up}
KELLI: I don’t.
{She turns and faces MATTHEW who is staring at her}
KELLI: I don’t give a shit about Sarah.
{MATTHEW rises and goes over to KELLI}
MATTHEW: Look-the hospital really isn’t ready for you yet. We’re still getting everything ready and I’m afraid we don’t have room for you.
KELLI: {worried} Where will I-
{MATTHEW touches KELLI’s shoulder}
MATTHEW: Shhh. You can stay at my place.
KELLI: What?
MATTHEW: Just that. Once I’m done my shift I’ll take you home. We’ll eat dinner, maybe watch a movie, and then sleep…in separate beds. Then in the morning I’ll make you breakfast and then we’ll get you to your room.
{Turns to face MATTHEW-they are now dangerously close to each other}
KELLI: Why are you being so nice to me?
MATTHEW: Because you’re beautiful. And you’re sick.
{KELLI begins to move away. MATTHEW gently brings her back to him}
MATTHEW: But mostly because you’re beautiful.
KELLI: What about my sister?
MATTHEW: What about her?
{KELLI and MATTHEW kiss}
KELLI: Are you guys-
{They kiss again}
KELLI: Broken up or what?
{MATTHEW laughs}
MATTHEW: Your sister can’t keep quiet either.
{KELLI laughs and pulls herself into MATTHEW}
KELLI: Shut up and kiss me.
{KELLI and MATTHEW share a grand kiss}
The curtain falls.

End of Act 1


As always, feedback is more then welcome....especially if it's negative (as long as it's not YOU SUCK!11! kinda shit). Have a good hump day everyone!
  • Post a new comment

    Error

    default userpic
  • 1 comment
... I didn't get on in my mail...! :(