Thursday, May 19, 2011

Final Revised One Act play

Darla: Wife
Frank: Husband
(Scene: Husband & Wife are sitting on their 35 ft sailing yacht, in the ocean off the coast of Mexico.)
      Frank:
Yeah, the storm really hit us by surprise this time. (Frank coils some broken lines, and settles in a seat next to Darla)
Darla?  Are you paying attention? (darla stares out at the wide ocean, her eyes unfocused)
Honey, you need to snap out of it.   We are okay, and we will make it. (Darla continues to stare, Frank sighs deeply)
Alright, well I can’t make you help, but we need to get these sails back in order so we can travel back in. The motor got damaged somehow, so we are gonna have to use the sails.
(Darla shifts her seat, but continues to stare. Frank spends a minute moving debris around the deck of the yacht.)
Darla....honey...you need to wake up and help me. We have alot of work to do here.
(at last, Darla looks wearily over to her husband) 
          Darla: 
Frank, I am not interested in helping you.  I am brooding, and thinking about how much I hate that dog.
       Frank:
Captain? What did he ever do to you? Besides, he is way back in New Jersey and has nothing to do with this situation.
        Darla: 
Ugh...(she sighs and turns back to staring at the ocean)
        Frank: 
Whad I say wrong? (frank raises his hands, and when she does not respond he returns to his work straightening the deck, grumbling under his breath at her)
(After a moment, her eyes blazing, Darla stands up)
        Darla: 
Frank! I did not sign up for this ridiculous adventure. How dare you expect me to help with this! My $200 shoes are completely ruined by this seawater! Not to mention all the clothes I have below deck!
          Frank:  
Your $200 shoes! Is that whats bothering you? Look at this boat! I paid $200,000 for it, and its a disaster!
          Darla: 
Don’t try and change the subject Frank. You know I didn’t want to come on this stupid boat trip. If it wasn’t for the dog annoying me so much, I probably would never have said yes.
          Frank: 
Well excuse Captain for living! This trip was supposed to be good for our marriage, and it turns out, I should have brought him along!
      Darla
Exactly right Frank...the dog is more fun than me. (now her eyes begin tearing up. Frank looks up angrily and then softens when he sees the tears)
     Frank
Uhhh...you know I didn’t mean that.  
  Darla:
(crying) You did...the dog is more fun...this was supposed to be an adventure...and that storm ruined it. Now we are stranded in the ocean...nothing to do but die out here..
  Frank: 
Stop crying, we are not going to die out here. The fact is, the storm made it more of an adventure! Now  we really are high seas sailors after a storm like that. 
 Darla: 
You mean it Frank? We will be okay and make it back?
                                                                            Frank
Of course. Look, here comes the Coast Guard now! (Frank points up)
Darla:  
We’re saved!
Frank: 
(to the coast guard, off stage) Hey watch it! This is an expensive boat. Give me that tow line! (a line flies in from off stage, Frank secures it to the front of the boat.
Darla: 
How long do you think it will take us to get back to shore?
Frank: 
(looks in the distance, considering) I’d say... maybe 10 minutes? We only got out here about a ¼ mile. Those other boats I see over there made it in pretty quick.
Darla:  
Oh thank goodness. I need to call home and tell the housekeeper that we are alright. We have spent nearly 4 hours on this awful boat! (the boat starts moving from the Coast Guard tow)
Frank:
When you call her, ask her how Captain is doing. He was looking sad when we left. He would have loved that storm.
Darla: 
(she frowns, hands on hips) I hate that dog.

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