I talk to animals because they listen... they watch my every word with their curious eyes and twitch their little ears in anticipation of my next breath. They let me ramble and never judge. When I am sad, they comfort me with a cuddle, and when I am happy, they dance at my delight. No one else has the patience or the time. Deep down i must be an animal too. I belong in the trees, whispering with the wind, babbling with the brooks, dancing among the dandelions. I am a creature with fangs and fur and feathers. No human can comprehend my primitive musings... I am mysterious, misread, misunderstood... by everyone except you.
Copyright (c) 2018 by D. M. Larson
I hold an empty shell to my ear and listen to the whispers of the world above. I yearn to understand and know what they speak about, what do they dream, what do they feel? I wonder if they care like we do and love as much. So many fear them, but I want to know them, I wish to unlock their secrets. Their whispers speak to me without words, calling me, drawing me closer. I hope to gain their trust and unlock their mysteries. I will show everyone there is nothing to fear. I will make them our friends and bring our people together. When we show kindness, we see kindness. When we show respect, we see respect. When we show fear, we see fear, and hate, and anger... I trust you... and you will learn to trust me... come... come into the waters and hold my hand... and I will lead you into our hearts.
Copyright (c) 2018 by D. M. Larson
Featured Dramatic Stage Play Script"CUT OFF FROM THE WORLD" by D. M. Larson
This scene is for 2 actors adapted from a monologue by the same name from the play "The Bullied, Bungled and Botched" ISBN-13: 978-1518661082
(MOIRA runs over to her sister, HARMONY, and shows her something on her laptop)
MOIRA: Look at what they're saying about me!
HARMONY: Who is saying what about you?
MOIRA: It's all over TwitFace! Everyone at school is seeing it.
HARMONY: I don't think everyone is seeing it.
MOIRA: You see how many likes it's getting!
(MOIRA gives HARMONY her laptop)
HARMONY: Oh, dear. That's not good.
MOIRA: I hate TwitFace! It's ruining my life! I can't go back to school tomorrow. I can't face everyone after what they said.
(HARMONY is doing something on MOIRA's computer)
MOIRA (CONT.): What are you doing?
HARMONY: I'm helping you.
MOIRA: Don't deactivate my account!
HARMONY: Too late. I already did.
MOIRA: Give me back my laptop!
(HARMONY won't give back the laptop)
HARMONY: I'm cutting you off. You need a break.
(HARMONY holds up laptop with one hand)
MOIRA: Stop, you're going to break it!
(MOIRA grabs HARMONY's arm and the laptop falls and hits the ground)
(MOIRA goes to the laptop like it is a dead baby animal that she loves)
MOIRA: It broke.
HARMONY: So sad.
(MOIRA angrily clutches the laptop to her chest)
MOIRA: You broke my laptop.
HARMONY: It had to be done. You've got a problem. You need some time offline in the real world. It's making you crazy)
(MOIRA has a crazed look on her face)
MOIRA: Where's my phone?
(HARMONY spots it and grabs it first)
HARMONY: No phones either.
(HARMONY takes out the battery)
MOIRA: Give me my phone! Don't take out the battery.
HARMONY: I'll just keep this somewhere safe until you come back to reality for awhile.
MOIRA: What are you doing with the battery! Put my phone back together! You're breaking it!
(HARMONY accidentally breaks the phone)
(MOIRA snatches the pieces of the phone away from HARMONY. She falls the floor dramatically. She sniffles)
MOIRA: I'm cut off from the world...
(She cries and throws a tantrum. After a few minutes of an epic tantrum. HARMONY ignores her and reads a book or draws something. Then MOIRA gathers the pieces of her broken devices and cries quietly while holding them. Then after a long pause she suddenly looks a little relieved)
MOIRA: I'm cut off from the world.
(Long pause - she looks around. She goes and sits by HARMONY. Then she leans on HARMONY and then they hug)
HARMONY: You'll be okay. I'll get you through this. Sometimes it's good to take a break from the trolls and the bullies and live in this world again. That other world isn't a safe one for you anymore. I don't like seeing what it did to you. It makes you so sad, so that's why it had to stop. I'm here for you. What would you like to do?
MOIRA: Wanna play a board game or something?
HARMONY: That would be fun. I think we still have the Game of Life. Or Risk. We used to play Risk all night sometimes.
(MOIRA pantomimes opening a curtain and the light hurts her eyes for a second. Then she looks out the window [which can be the audience])
MOIRA: Hey look, we still have that tire swing in the back yard. Remember how we used to spin each other until we got so dizzy we couldn't walk? I loved that feeling. I wish I could feel that way again... not just dizzy, but... I don't know... carefree? Things get so much more complicated when you get older.
HARMONY: Let's go give it a spin.
END OF SCENE
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Another Featured Serious Dramatic Scene
by D. M. Larson
INT.BEDROOM. DAY. 1826.
This year is 1826. Adult Patsy Jefferson enters a bedroom.The bed and furniture is covered and dusty. We hear Young Patsy's voice.
"He kept his room for three weeks and I was never a momentfrom his side. He walked almost incessantly every night and day onlylying down occasionally... when at last he left his room he rode out and fromthat time he was incessantly on horseback rambling about the mountain... inthose melancholy rambles I was his constant companion, a solitary witness tomany a violent burst of grief."
Adult Patsy sits on a bed sadly and looks at an end tablenext to the bed. She opens the drawer. Inside she finds a piece ofpaper and a lock of hair. She reads the paper silently and tries not tocry. Then she reads aloud.
"Time wastes too fast: everyletter I trace tells me with what rapidity life follows my pen. The daysand hours are flying over our heads like clouds of windy day never to return -"
Adult Patsy pauses and struggles to avoid crying.
Lights fade to black.
INT.BEDROOM. DAY. APRIL 1782
The year is 1782. It is the same room but many yearsearlier. The bed and furniture are uncovered. Martha Jefferson isat the window watching something.
Patsy come here.
Young Patsy runs to the window.
What is it mother?
Look at your father showing off.
Look how the deer eat right of his hand.
If only he could get the House of Delegates in Richmond to dothe same.
Is Papa going to Richmond soon?
I... I don't know...
Martha gets up and is very pregnant. She struggles. Patsyhelps her to the bed.
Are you not feeling well?
I'm worried about the baby.
You should rest. Would you like me to bring you somemore flowers?
That would be lovely, Patsy. You are such a gooddaughter.
The baby will be fine, Mama. Don't worry.
Thomas Jefferson enters. Patsy hugs him.
You act like I've been gone forever.
You've not gone at all.
I can't, Martha. The baby...
You BOTH need to stop worrying.
Who was that outside with you?
That was a messenger from Richmond.
I thought as much.
The House of Delegates wishes their Governor to return.
Perhaps the Governor should do so.
But the Governor... nor the baby, wish it to be so.
Nor his daughter.
Nor his wife.
I believe the House of Delegates is over-ruled.
Martha is looking in pain. Thomas strokes her hair.
I will go get the flowers... and some raspberries... you loveraspberries.
I do crave them yes. Thank you, Patsy.
Patsy goes to the exit and pauses to look. Martha showseven more pain and Thomas holds her.
It hurts so badly, Thomas. Worse than all the other children.
Shhh... rest now, Martha. I will stay here with you.
Lights fade to black as Patsy slowly turns to go.
INT.BEDROOM. DAY. MAY 1782
In darkness, a baby crying is heard.
AUNT CARR (VOICE)
It's a girl.
Lights come up on Martha in bed with Thomas at herside. Martha is very ill and Thomas looks like he hasn't slept orbathed. Aunt Carr is near.
Thomas. You need to rest. I can watch Martha andthe baby.
Go tend to the baby. I will stay with Martha.
Patsy enters with her little sister Polly.
Why can't mama play?!
She's sick, Polly. Quiet.
I wanna play now!
Go to your room!
Polly runs off crying. Aunt Carr goes to Patsy.
I'll talk to her.
Aunt Carr exits.
Shhh... she is asleep.
I can sit with her papa.
I can't... I can't leave her...
He buries his face in his hands. Patsy hugs him.
INT.BEDROOM. DAY. JULY 1782.
Martha is awake but still in bed. Thomas is giving herliquid.Patsy enters with a booklet.
Good morning, Papa. Good morning, Mama. Happy 4thof July.
Aunt Carr enters with baby and Polly.
Is it the 4th?
Yes. Shall we read the Declaration of Independence overmorning tea?
I don't know...
But we always do, Papa. I can recite it I think..."When,in the course of human events, it becomes necessary..."
Not this year, Patsy.
Patsy is much more subdued.
I will get the Bible.
She gets the Bible for Thomas. He opens it and pagesthrough until he finds the right Psalm (15).
"...who shall dwell in thy holyhill? He that walketh uprightly, and worketh righteousness, and speaketh thetruth in his heart..."
Polly is at the window.
Someone is here.
Aunt Carr and Patsy go to the window.
It's the messenger from Richmond.
Thomas closes the Bible in frustration and goes. Patsygoes to Martha.
What do they want mama?
I don't know.
No! No, you may not enter.
Messenger bursts in to the room. He stops when thefamily is startled. Martha has a coughing fit. Baby starts crying.
Leave at once.
I'm sorry, Governor, but I was told to find proof of thestory of your wife's illness... or arrest you.
Richmond is in chaos without you, Governor Jefferson.The delegates are divided on everything. Even your loyal followers aredoubting you. They are calling for your arrest. They want to forceyou to serve.
In a quiet rage, Thomas grabs the messenger.
I will not leave my wife's side while she is so ill.
Messenger looks at Martha and softens.
Yes, Governor. I know.
Thomas lets go but his fists clench ready for a fight.Messenger leaves. Marthacoughs. Thomas rushes to her.
Her medicine... hurry.
Patsy rushes from the room as the lights fade to black.
INT.BEDROOM. DAY. AUGUST 1782
Martha weakly copies on to a piece of paper while Thomasholds a book. Patsy enters but stops and watches.
"Time wastes too fast: everyletter I trace tells me with what rapidity life follows my pen. The daysand hours are flying over our heads like clouds of windy day never to return -more everything presses on -"
Martha drops the pen and coughs. Thomas gets hermedicine. She drinks some water and calms.
Finish for me.
Thomas takes the paper and book and copies.
"...and every time I kiss thy hand to bidadieu, every absence which follows it, are preludes to that eternal separationwhich we are shortly to make."
I want you to keep that, Thomas. With a lock of my hair... toremember me.
I will never forget, Martha.
Martha's eyes close.
I promise you, I will never forget... and I will never marryagain.
Thomas starts to cry. He falls to his knees at thebedside and falls in to a ball Patsy goes to him and holds him. Adult Patsyenters watching as lights slowly fade to black during the following.
"He kept his room for three weeks and I was never a momentfrom his side... I was his constant companion, a solitary witness tomany a violent burst of grief."
"Patsy Jefferson's Diary" by Miriam Anne Bourne
"Founding Mothers" by Cokie Roberts
"Thomas Jefferson" PBS HOME VIDEO
"Liberty! The American Revolution" PBS DVD VIDEO
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