Character list:
Mother (MUM)
Sister (SIS)
Leo (LEO)
WORKING TITLE (short script)
(The light comes up on a family eating dinner in silence. The table is bare save for three filthy plates and two filthy glasses.)
MUM: More tea?
SIS: Thank you.
MUM: Leo?
LEO: No thanks.
(Pause.)
SIS: Wasn't the baby ugly?
MUM: Ugly child, ugly. Well, she's her mother's daughter.
SIS: She wasn't cute either. I mean, some kids are pretty but not cute, or cute but not pretty.
MUM: Yes.
SIS: This one wasn't anything special.
MUM: Yes.
SIS: And those eyes!
MUM: Awful, terrible.
SIS: Beautiful!
MUM: Wondrous, celestial!
SIS: I want her eyes. Those beautiful eyes - oh, why am I stuck with these sicksome glutinous water-orbs?
(LEO feeds the dog from the high and polished table-top.)
SIS: Did Mum say you could give her that?
MUM: Somebody pass me that clean glass, will you?
LEO: (to SIS) How old am I?
SIS: How old are you? Sixteen.
LEO: Right.
MUM: Why did you ask that?
SIS: Yes, why did you ask that?
LEO: (triumphantly) Well, if I'm old enough to have sex, I think I can handle a bloody dog.
(Pause.)
SIS: What a stupid thing to say.
MUM: Yes.
SIS: Anyway, I'll say one thing for the baby: she had lovely hair.
MUM: Yes.
SIS: Beautiful hair. I want it.
LEO: I'm going upstairs. (exit)
SIS: (calling upstairs) Leo!
LEO: (calling downstairs) What?
SIS: (louder) Leo!
LEO: (louder) What?
SIS: You forgot your plate!
LEO: I'm done!
SIS: Her clothes were a little gaudy.
MUM: Gaudy, horribly so, horribly.
LEO: I'm done!
SIS: I heard you!
LEO: Then why didn't you reply?
MUM: She needs new clothes. Maybe something from Miss Selfridges.
SIS: Oh no, no!
MUM: Oh no, no?
SIS: Miss Selfridges? Oh! (she shudders) Oh! Clothes of that calibur should not be soiled so. She'll make do with Marks.
MUM: Marks? Are you quite sure?
SIS: You don't think so?
MUM: Well. Actually, they are rather perky this summer.
SIS: Tescos it is, then.
LEO: (entering from the bedroom) Why didn't you reply?
SIS: Hush, we're in the middle of something.
MUM: Tescos?
SIS: Yes, I do believe they have something in yellow -
MUM: (horrified) Yellow?
SIS: Did I say yellow? I meant, blue.
MUM: Fabulous!
(LEO slams his fist down hard upon the table-top.)
LEO: (shouting) Why didn't you reply, for Christ's sake! Why didn't you reply?
(Pause.)
MUM: Go to your room.
SIS: Yes, go to your room.
LEO: You can't make me. You have no right.
MUM: Go - to - your - room.
LEO: I wish -
MUM: Yes?
LEO: I wish -
SIS: What? What do you wish?
(Pause.)
LEO: Don't matter. (exit)
(Pause.)
SIS: I'll say one thing about the dear baby.
MUM: Yes, my dear?
SIS: She had her mother's face.
MUM: Oh, yes!
SIS: Father's eyes, though.
MUM: Father's eyes, you're completely right. Mother's nose.
SIS: Father's mouth.
MUM: Absolutely.
(Pause.)
BOTH: But wasn't she ugly?
(They laugh.)
END














Comments
So umm, yes, I’ll end this before it becomes a novel. I’ve enjoyed reading everyone one of your scripts (well, I’ve only read like one or two, but still) because and write in such a way that really helps me relate to/understand the characters. Normally I don’t like reading plays because they bore me – the characters have no semblance I can recognise in my own life, and thus it doesn’t interest me (I’m narcissistic like that). But you always have a way of making things interesting.
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