The Prodigy
By Jason Martin
11.14.13 (Version 3)
CAST
Mom- paranoid
Eric- 12 year old
Brandon- 10 year old
(Family
Home)
ERIC
Mom, I want to play with
my Legos!
BRANDON
Mom! Where is my paint set?
ERIC
Oh I want to paint! Can I
Mom! Can I!
MOM
It’s over there in the
corner. Yea you both can paint. But whatever you do… don’t you dare ruin my
priceless Urn!
ERIC
& BRANDON
We won’t Mommy!
MOM
Good. Have fun kids!
(Mom
exits)
(Kids begin to improvise with the paint set.)
ERIC
What are you painting,
Brandon?
BRANDON
Well if you must know, it’s
a group of sea turtles trying to cross the pacific, but there is a zebra in the
way, so they can’t pass.
ERIC
It looks like more like a
jackass.
BRANDON
It’s a zebra, not a
jackass. You are just doing this to piss me off.
ERIC
I’m not saying it to piss
you off.
BRANDON
Yes you are.
ERIC
Look, You don’t have any
stripes on the zebra… And it’s brown.
BRANDON
Shut up! I know you are
just trying to piss me off.
ERIC
Am not. As your older
brother, I think you should know the difference between Zebras and Jackasses.
Brandon
(Getting angry)
It’s a group of sea
turtles trying to cross the pacific… Shut up!
ERIC
What’s your problem?
BRANDON
That’s it!
(Brandon
grabs brush and paint bucket and throws it at Eric, he ducks and it all smashes
into urn.)
ERIC
& BRANDON
(Loud Gasps)
BRANDON
Oh, no! Mom’s precious urn.
ERIC
Look who the jackass is
now.
BRANDON
Don’t say anything.
ERIC
Well who are we gonna say
did it! This isn’t gonna work!
BRANDON
If you say it was me, I’ll
kill you in your sleep!
ERIC
(whispers)
Oh no, she is coming.
(Eric
steps in front of mess trying to hide it.)
(Mom
enters.)
MOM
How is the painting going?
BRANDON
Look what I made Mom.
MOM
(Under her breath)
Oh God. Not the sea
turtles again.
BRANDON
Do you like it mom?
MOM
Ummm…
ERIC
(He
steps away and points at urn.)
Now, Is that a zebra or a
jackass?!
MUM
Language Eric.
(Looks
back at urn.)
Oh my God! What happened
to my Urn!
BRANDON
It wasn’t me.
ERIC
(Under his breath)
Jackass.
MOM
Dad your ashes are all
over the ground!
ERIC
I promise I didn’t do it.
MOM
(Weeping)
(Crouching down to hold the Urn.)
Dad. I’m sorry dad. I
never meant to hurt you.
(Kids
engulf mother in hug.)
ERIC & BRANDON
Sorry Mom.
(Finish hug)
ERIC
Mom… we didn’t.
MOM
(In an uproar)
(Takes
off shoe, and stares.)
Someone is about to get
beat with a shoe!
ERIC & BRANDON
Uhh. Ummm. Well… It wasn’t…
uhh. It was (Him or her)
(Pointing to same audience member)
MOM
You little!
(BLACKOUT.)
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