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INTRO TO THEATRE SCRIPTS FOR FINAL SCENES - Spring, 2020

UPON MY RETURN - Liam and JD

HEINZ AND EVA - Elliot and Amelia

YELLOW DRESS - Lige and Lily

BACK TO LIFE - Josh and Eliana

ALDERONA - Zoe and Jackson

HURRY UP, PLAYA - Constantin and Ethan

SHOULD I BE SCARED? - Colin and Grace

MASTER PLAN - Cate, Evie, Maggie


MASTER PLAN (comedic)

Sara: Cate

Angie: Evie

Deena: Maggie

Three sophomore girls on a phone call, talking about the senior prank. Sara’s a tough girl,
Angie is her best friend, and Deena never gets the joke - or is the joke on the other two?

Sara: Look, I don’t know who did it! I stopped hanging out with those goons a long time
ago. All the way back in eighth grade, I dumped those losers!

Angie: Yeah, and if anyone is going to know, it would be you Sara… you know everyone.

Sara: That’s right. Everyone.

Angie: Did you hear that they got the chickens from farmer Anderson’s front yard - in the
middle of the night! That is some tripped up nonsense, right there. I mean, chickens are
freaky!

Deena: (laughs awkwardly).... Yeah… tripped up.

Angie: If you had been in charge Sara, none of this would have happened…. The principle
getting called, the board of parents cutting prom - the whole thing would have been pulled
off better.

Sara: You bet it would have. I never would never have gotten caught. I would have made
the bed those chickens laid in, and they would have been ROASTED.

Angie: Yeah - haha - ROASTED.

Deena:.... Haha, so…. Fried.


*Awkward silence*

Sara: Anyway…. There’s always our senior year coming, and everything is going to get
turned up to 10, if you know what I mean.

Angie: Oh yeah - they put a car full of chickens on the roof of the gym…. We will go even
BIGGER.

Sara: Yes girl. Right, Deena?

Deena: Yeah… we will have the car on the roof... of the roof!

*Angie rolls eyes, Sara just looks confused*

Angie: What if when the senior prom finally happens for us, we get the whole room
decorated in pictures of this year’s FAILED pranksters? That would show them the best
class that’s ever rocked this school. We just have to find out who’s master plan this was.

Sara: Yeah, and if we need to buy out a bunch of freshman to do all the labour for us, we
will!

Deena: Or we could really show them, and put the chickens…. on the freshman!...

Sara: Deena…. What are you even talking about?

Angie: Deena, can you TRY to keep up?

Sara: Angie, let’s just move on shall we? Let’s call Erin and see if she knows who got that
car up there in the first place? Who’s car even was it?? AND HOW did they get it up
there? That part was fairly impressive, I'll give them that...

Deena: (to herself) it was my car…. I rented a crane lift with my father’s money from
behind the toilet tank.
*Angie and Sara just stare, mouths open*
BACK TO LIFE (drama)

It’s the 1950’s, Pamela and Mitchell meet at an outdoor train station cafe for a final goodbye.
Drama - tense.

M - JOSH

P - ELIANA

M: It’s a hot one today…want some water or something?

P: I’m fine.

M: You ah, you want to sit somewhere…inside. I’d like to order a drink.

P: Mmm-hmmm.

(they sit down)

M: Train will be here soon…

P: Soon.

M: Yeah.

(pause.)

Want some water or something?

P: That’s not what I want.

M: Okay. Waiter! Let me get a drink, any kind, just something cold please. So, how are
you doing? You, ah, you doing okay then?
P: I told you I’m fine Mitchell.

M: Right. Your face is a pink flush.

P: Ain’t it a hundred and ten degrees out or something to that effect?

M: Yes, I believe it is…Pamela.

P: What?

M: No, I was just responding.

P: You said my name so strange just then, as if I’ve already left and I’m not sitting right in
front of you.

M: Did I?

P: Yes, you did. Like I was an afterthought. Am I? Am I an afterthought Mitchell?

M: Uh, no Pam, not at all, not at all.

P: Do I have to ask you?

M: Ask me what?

P: The real reason why you didn’t come?

M: I told you the real reason. I was held up with an investigation. No way the Chief was
ever gonna allow me to leave my duty at a crime scene.

P: Right.

M: I told you all this already.

(his drink arrives from the waiter – he guzzles it down)


P: You did.

M: You know I did.

P: Well then I guess we have never further to discuss.


YELLOW DRESS (drama)

In this short original dramatic script, a terrorist bomb has gone off in an airport and
throughout the ordeal two strangers have bonded.

YOUNG MAN - LIGE

YOUNG WOMAN - LILY

MAN sits in diner booth alone. WOMAN comes walking in and sits across from him. Both are
covered in white dust and minor scratches.

MAN: What did they say?

WOMAN: They’re identifying the bodies, they’ll be in touch shortly.

Pause.

I’m sorry, do you mind if we leave?

MAN: I just need to take a few deep breaths, my heart is pounding.

WOMAN: What part of the terminal were you in?

MAN: The South.

WOMAN: We were there too, my sister went to the ATM. I can’t remember which way she
went. I have a feeling she went outside.

MAN: We left our numbers at the hospital.


WOMAN: …She was wearing a yellow dress. We only just picked it out yesterday…we
argued over it because she wouldn’t believe me when I told her how good she looked in it.

MAN: Do you mind if I grab a drink?

WOMAN: Sure.

Man starts coughing. He gets up but falls back into the chair.

WOMAN: Are you okay? Breathe, just breathe. (to Waitress) Excuse me, can you grab
some water, please?? He needs water immediately. (to Man) Just breathe. Let’s put things
into perspective. Everyone is lost. That’s the problem right now. Everyone just went their
separate ways.

Man’s phone rings.

MAN: Hello? Yes…Is she okay? (beat) I’ll be there. Thank you, Doctor. (puts phone down)
She’s alive, oh my gosh…she’s alive, Anne! I need to go back to the hospital. Do you want
to come with me? We can inquire about your sister again.

WOMAN: Rich, I’m too scared to leave.

MAN: Anne, I promise, I won’t leave you. (holds her hands in his hands) I will be right
there with you.
ALDERONA (drama)

ALDERONA and KLUDO brother/sister have secret powers meant to protect and save
people’s lives. Alderona is doubting her ability to carry out her responsibility and she
discusses the issue with her brother.

ALDERONA - ZOE

KLUDO - JACKSON

Alderona: I do not know how to tell father that I no longer wish to hold onto my power.

Kludo: Whatever do you mean?

Alderona: I do not want this, this gift... as it’s called.

Kludo: Alderona, give it time…I have also gone through a difficult time with mine.

Alderona: I don’t want it, Kludo, I’ve thought about it.

Kludo: Have you already made your decision, Alderona?

Alderona: I believe I have.

Kludo: Have you spoken to anyone else about this?

(she nods her head no)

How long have you been debating this?


Alderona: Months. It’s too much to handle. I want to be normal, like everyone else. I don’t
want to keep this secret inside of me anymore.

Kludo: Why not decide to never use your power only? Why must you have it removed and
erased?

Alderona: I want to disconnect from it entirely, it consumes so much of my thoughts.

Kludo: What if you grow to regret it, Alderona? I would suggest giving yourself more time
and if you still feel as you do, then you should talk to father.

Alderona: I’m not sure I can wait much longer…I will try. I feel as though I belong more to
the others, that I am more like they are, have more in common, similar interests. It’s where I
belong.

Kludo: I was going through the same thing at your age, which was not so long ago. I wanted
to remove my gift as well. But then, there was an incident that happened. Do you remember
the train wreck that took place in Marcudian?

Alderona: Of course.

Kludo: Well, I was the one who prevented tragedy.

Alderona: What? How?

Kludo: I ran away from home. I was walking along the tracks when suddenly I heard a crash
and noticed the train had come off its track. Without thinking I slowed the train and held it
afloat until I brought it back on its track. I stopped the train entirely because the wheels had
been so badly damaged, it couldn’t have continued going regardless. But, had I not been
there, had I not used myself, there would have been horrible consequences. This is why, ever
since that day, I realized the importance of what it is we do and I am thankful I did not have it
erased.
Alderona: Rebecca was on that train.

Kludo: I know. I found out later on that she was. My point is that—

Alderona: I know your point. I understand what you’re saying. It only makes my decision
harder, Kludo.

Kludo: Give it time. Please. For me, give it time. Either way, I will support you but you must
be sure before making such a decision.
HURRY UP, PLAYA (lighthearted)

This is a short acting scene between two brothers.

L - ETHAN

T - CONSTANTIN

L: What are you doing with yourself today?

T: Nothing.

L: Just gonna sit on the couch all day long?

T: So?

L: So, why don’t you do something with yourself?

T: I am. Watching t.v.

L: I mean, actually physically doing something with yourself. Call up your friends. Go out.

T: I like my shows.

L: Dude, you’re sixteen. You should be out doing things, discovering life or whatever it is
teenagers do.

T: Stop telling me what to do.

L: I’m just saying.

T: Just leave me alone, Lou.


L: Todd, listen man, I’m not trying to tell you what to do, alright? I’m just trying to get you
motivated to do something more then sitting on the couch all day every day it seems. (beat)
Don’t you want to go out and see your friends? Talk to girls and stuff?

T: No.

L: Why not?

T: Cause I don’t want to, okay? Is that okay with you?

L: I want you to enjoy our youth, man! Being home all summer long is not cool. You’re
gonna regret not going out and having fun.

T: There’s nobody to hang out with.

L: …What about that kid, Fester? What happened to Fester?

T: He’s no good.

L: Really? I thought you guys were good friends.

T: He’s a traitor. (beat) He told Mary, the girl I like at school that I’m into her and since she
knows she doesn’t talk to me…not that she ever really did but now it’s awkward cause she
knows…so, forget him.

L: Isn’t there anybody else you know…to chill out with?

T: …Not really…nope.

L: That sucks.

T: Actually, yeah it does.

L: Luckily for you I happen to be your brother. So, we’re going out. You’re coming with me.
T: Where?

L: I’ve been talking to this girl and she’s got a younger sister your age.

T: What school?

L: Who knows? Who cares?

T: I don’t think I want to go.

L: What?

T: I don’t want to go, Lou. Stop making me do stuff.

L: Hey bro, this old man fat kid stuff isn’t gonna work with me as your older brother. You
understand? Go shower up. I’ll give you some money, clothes and cologne and you’re
coming to chill with me and see how to actually have some game. I can’t stand seeing you like
this. You’re my brother man, you have to have some skill if you’re related to me.

T: I have no skill. I’m not like you at all.

L: Listen to me, it’s all about confidence. With everything, with friends, girls, life in general,
it’s about confidence and how you handle yourself.

T: I don’t have confidence.

L: Yes you do…you just forget. Remember when we were messing around in the backyard
and you crushed that fast baseball I threw at you? I mean you buried it. And you did it more
than once. Right?

T: Yeah.

L: You were the MAN that day. That was confidence.

T: I was confident only because I actually did something. I don’t have…I’m, I get nervous.
L: Nervous about what?

T: Girls…all people in general.

L: Well, you talk with me just fine.

T: That’s cause you’re my brother. That’s different.

T: Alright, alright. I guess I’ll go…

(smacks him in back of the head)

L: OKAY! Hurry up, playa.


SHOULD I BE SCARED? (comedic)

Hannah - GRACE

Marlon - COLIN

Hannah: Okay…should I be scared?

(Hannah chuckles nervously)

Marlon: It all depends on how you want to view what I’m about to tell you. You know, there’s
a ton of movies and novels…all sorts of stories that exist in this world about monsters,
vampires or zombies.

Hannah: Right…

Marlon: Some of those stories are real. Not the stories that have been told in fiction but the
concept, the idea, there is truth to some of these wild tales.

Hannah: You’re making me nervous.

Marlon: I’m sorry. I don’t mean to make you nervous, Hannah. You aren’t in any harm or
danger, okay? (beat) At first, when I tell you this, you are going to think I’m absolutely crazy,
but I’m not and I can prove it to you but before I do I have to let you digest things first.

Hannah: Just tell me, because you’re making me worry.

Marlon: Please, Hannah, I wouldn’t lie to you…you are safe with me. What I have to tell you
is something deeply personal. Something private and real…I’ve never told anyone this before.
It’s as serious as when you told me what your mother used to do to you growing up as a child.

Hannah: Okay.
Marlon: …I’m immortal.

Hannah: Immortal? You mean…. live….. forever?

Marlon: …Yes. It’s why I don’t age. I’m…I’m actually about to have my one thousandth
birthday, not my twenty-seventh. I have a book. A book of photos of me. There used to be
paintings of me but they are gone after I took photos of them and I compiled everything, all of
my images throughout the centuries.

(Marlon hands her the book – Hannah looks through it)

Hannah: I don’t feel well.

Marlon: Can I get you something to drink? Some water?

Hannah: Let me lay down for a second. I feel light headed.

Marlon: Okay. You are alright. Everything is alright. (beat) Rest your head for a moment.

Hannah: Tell me more…please. I want to know the story.

Marlon: Hannah, I was given a curse. My father’s kingdom was being threatened by a King
from another land. Unfortunately, my entire family was murdered and this King overtook my
father’s throne. I was hanged but survived due to a rare physical muscle in my neck which
protected me from snapping my neck and suffocating entirely.

My body was dumped in a pile of bodies to be burned but dear friends of mind retrieved me, in
order to give me a private and proper burial.

However, a poor woman who practiced witchcraft entered where I was hidden and placed a
spell over me, claiming that she was my aunt who was scorned and banned from my family by
my father. She cursed me to live as immortal and never die. I was in a dream state when she
did this to me before she left.
When I awoke, I escaped. I didn’t want anyone knowing I was still alive.

As time passed I began to remember the poor woman who claimed to be my aunt. After all the
devastation and carnage of my family and misery I felt…I am ashamed to say, I drowned
myself. Only to wake up again washed up on a shore line. I can go on with my story…I have
tried to drown myself again and again and with each attempt I have returned anew….

(Hannah, on the verge of tears)

Hannah: You have to be kidding. Tell me you are kidding. (hysterically upset)

Marlon: Uh…. Yeah…. When did this become…... not a funny joke, anymore?
UPON MY RETURN (comedic)

SIR WALTER WALTER - LIAM

KING ROCHESTER - JD

This is a short comedy sketch based on old nobility in England, hundreds of years ago that raises
the question... What if there was a Burger King?

Sir Walter Walter speaks to his King about killing captured defiers of the throne and stopping
afterwards for some Burger King.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: It is time, my Lord. What shall I do with the others? Shall I
slay them?

King Rochester Ester: Kill them all.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Much obliged. My Lord, may I ask you something?

King Rochester Ester: Twat?

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Where?

King Rochester Ester: Where, twat?

Sir Walter Walter The Third: …I’m…not…sure.

King Rochester Ester: Not sure, twat?

(looking around in circles)

Sir Walter Walter The Third: I do not see a twat. Where is the twat me Lord?

King Rochester Ester: Where?


Sir Walter Walter The Third: …That is what I thought you were asking me, Lord.

King Rochester Ester: Twat?

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Yes.

King Rochester Ester: Twat?! I do not understand you.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: So, there is no…twat?

King Rochester Ester: Twat did you want to ask me??

(realizing that the King meant the word, What?)

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Oh! Oh, that is what you, right, pardon my hearing me Lord.
Twas wondering if you would be so kind as to permit me to stop in the town of WhiffleBerry
for some Burger King.

King Rochester Ester: Burger King, you say?

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Yes, my Lord, I say indeed I do.

King Rochester Ester: Twat? I did not know that there was a Burger King in WhiffleBerry.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Yes, yes there is me Lord.

King Rochester Ester: I order you to order me a whopper.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Yes, my Lord. I would be honored to bring you back a
WHOPPER. Chicken fingers?

King Rochester Ester: Yes and a coke. Diet. No ice.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Yes. Is that all me Lord?


King Rochester Ester: Fries. Another whopper. Double stack the meat. Remove the lettuce
and tomato and hold the mayor. (beat) Was the owner granted permission to build a Burger
King in WhiffleBerry?

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Only if he were in accordance with the law.

King Rochester Ester: I do not recall. Check. If not, after you order, bring me back the head
of the owner.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Yes, me Lord.

King Rochester Ester: Go. Return before sunset.

Sir Walter Walter The Third: Good day to you. I will kill the wrong doers and be off to Burger
King! I bid you goodbye, my Lord. (barely able to contain himself) AWWW YEAH, BOY!!!!
(clears his throat) ‘Scuse me my Lord, a tickle in me throat. Upon my return!
HEINZ AND EVA (drama)

HEINZ - ELLIOT

EVA - AMELIA

The lights come up on the Geiringer’s Apartment. It is late October, 1940. The Germans have
been occupying The Netherlands for a few months and slowly the Nuremberg Laws have been
put into effect. MUTTI and PAPPY are at the table in deep muffled conversation - perhaps with
tea. HEINZ and EVA are off to the side. EVA is playing with her marbles and chatting away.
HEINZ is engrossed in 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea and paying no attention to EVA.

EVA: So Frau Visser had me stay after school. She was not appreciative that I corrected her
French. But don’t you think a teacher should be teaching the subject correctly? All the
students laughed when I corrected her. I don’t think she liked that very much. What do you
think?

HEINZ: Uh huh.

EVA: And I forgot to tell you about Susanne! She’s not speaking to me right now. But I don’t
care. She should have invited me to her birthday party! I spend as much time with her as Anne
and Hanne! But she was mad about the chocolates. I told you about the chocolates, didn’t I?

HEINZ: Uh huh.

EVA: I wish I could have seen her face when she opened them. I was so clever. First, I
unwrapped all of the chocolates and ate every single one. They were so good. I should have
saved you one. Then I worked very hard and cut the carrot and turnip into the exact same-size
squares that the chocolates were. And then I carefully rewrapped them to look like the original
chocolates. Then, I put the fake chocolates back into the box, retied the bow and presented
them to her!

(EVA takes a moment to savor the memory. Maybe she has a laugh to herself. She is
immensely pleased with her wrongdoing. HEINZ remains oblivious.)
It was terribly naughty... but she deserved it.

HEINZ: That’s nice. But, Eva….

EVA: What?

HEINZ: I’m reading!

EVA: Well I’m talking to you!

HEINZ: You’re always talking.

EVA: You’re always reading!

HEINZ: Okay, hush up and listen to this!

“To give up the insupportable yoke of the land which men equate with freedom is not a great
sacrifice.”

EVA: “That’s nice.” (mocking him) (Beat.) I have no idea what that means.

HEINZ: That’s what Captain Nemo tells his men when they want to go back to land. Captain

Nemo thinks they should stay on the ship.


EVA: If people want to leave the ship, the captain should let them.

HEINZ: But the men have more freedom on the ship than on the land.

EVA: That’s silly. There’s more room on the land.

HEINZ: But you’re not free to go anywhere. Like us. We can’t leave Amsterdam. We can’t go
to the movies. We can’t go to ice cream shops. Wouldn’t you rather live on a ship where you
were free to go to those places?

EVA: Do they have ice cream shops on ships?

HEINZ: (upset) Eva! Think! If we lived on a free ship, Papa could still run his business. He
can’t here.

EVA: Could Papa run his shoe business on a ship?

HEINZ: Why not? Sailors wear shoes.

EVA: All right. I’ll live on a ship. But only if you and Mutti and Papa are with me. And I
could have lots of ice cream.

HEINZ: Seriously, Eva. Look at Mutti and Papa. They’re worried. Papa’s trying to start a

business at home but times are getting tough again. Like they were in Vienna.
EVA: Do you think Papa will have to leave the country again to find a job? I hate it when
we’re separated. I never want to go through that again.

HEINZ: You know Pappy will do whatever he can to support us. And keep us safe.

EVA: But what if he has to go all the way to America? And what if we can’t join him? What if

we don’t see him for a whole year? What if he goes so far away that we never find him again?

HEINZ: I don’t know. (Pause as EVA absorbs this answer.)

EVA: That’s the first time you’ve ever said, “I don’t know” to me.

HEINZ: I wish I had a better answer. (Beat.) Eva, have you ever thought about what you
wanted to be when you grow up? I think about it...

EVA: Oh yes, you do. Remember when we would go through Uncle Ludwig’s art catalogue in
Vienna? And he would say, “Heinz, someday you will be in this catalogue.”

HEINZ: There was that painting of a young girl in a field of flowers that you loved.

EVA: It was my favorite! And you used to say, “Eva, someday I am going to paint you in a

field of flowers.”

HEINZ: And I will!

I want a field of tulips!


Then I will paint.

EVA: I miss Uncle Ludwig. And Aunt Sylvi.

HEINZ

At least they’re safe in England. We used to see them every week. And now it’s been –

years.

EVA: Two years. The first thing we should do when this war is over is visit them.

HEINZ: If we make it to the end of the war.

EVA: Of course we will.

HEINZ: I don’t know if Pappy can keep us safe anymore. Already, some Jews have been
taken

away. Nobody knows where they go.

EVA: They’re just making new, stupid laws. They’re not really going to do anything.

HEINZ: I hope you’re right.

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