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Short horror play "Morning Has Broken"

5/10/09 by fli
Updated 8/12/09

This was performed on stage on May 08, 2009 at San Jose State. The actors spent, maybe, 6 hours to memorize the whole 10 minute play. It's not the most perfect, but I liked it nevertheless and hope to make a feature length play or screenplay out of this fucked up but loving family... enjoy, ciao... Che... P.S. Please forgive the fucked up formating... No way to adjust it so that not everything is aligned to the left. YouTube Video is coming up.

Krissy and Olivia are chopping onions,
tomatoes, and a Jalapeno. Joey stand
behind them.

JOEY
I'm not letting you two do that to him.

KRISSY
Mom, I'm going to dice the tomato. You do the onions.

JOEY
I'll tell dad.

KRISSY
No you won't... Mom, what about the Jalapeno? We forgot about
that. Here, I'll chop it for you.

JOEY
Why not?

KRISSY
Because you love mom. A lot... Mom, the onions are too big.
He likes them really small.

JOEY
So maybe dad wasn't always good to us...

KRISSY
"Wasn't good to us..." He's almost killed you. And me and
mom.
(Going to the fridge and gets a
beer.)
Mom's saved us hundreds of times. Now it's our time to save
her.

JOEY
That's one of his beers. We're not supposed to touch his
beers.

KRISSY
See what I mean? You've just turned pale.
(Taking diced onions and
tomatoes)
Mom, the chili is almost done. Give me the onions.

JOEY
I love you, mom. You're scaring me, please snap out of it!
(He hugs her.)
Mom...

OLIVIA
Krissy... don't stir so fast.
(Going to stir the chili.)
I'll do it.

JOEY
Mom. MOM. MAMA!!!

KRISSY
(Overlapping.)
Ouch! She can hear you, you don't have to scream...

JOEY
What the Hell is wrong with you two!

OLIVIA
Don't say Hell. Say Heck instead...

KRISSY
We got to hurry up, mommy. He's coming soon. I'll do the
dishes.

Krissy washes dirty dishes.

JOEY
Do you think they'll let you get away with this? There is
never a perfect crime.

KRISSY
We're just setting things right. We are just trying to--grab
the rag and start drying, please-thank-you!--set him free.

JOEY
(Drying dishes.)
Set him free! You talk as if he's dying. We can escape. Let's
leave this place.

KRISSY
He will find us. Or, we'll find him. You know that.

JOEY
He is your dad!

KRISSY
And she is our mom! Think of it as a merciful act.

JOEY
He's not suffering and he doesn't deserve a mercy killing.

KRISSY
Men like him always suffer. Why do you think he's the way he
is?
(Beat.)
Shoot! Mom, we forgot the crackers.

JOEY
Crackers! Crackers!

KRISSY
Dry the dishes. I'm going to the store. Mom, do you want us
to get anything else while we're there?

OLIVIA
Oh, God! There's too much onion! I got to scoop some out!

JOEY
Onions! She's worried about onions...

KRISSY
And crackers...
(To Olivia.)
Hey, mom. The butter type or the saltines?

OLIVIA
Both.

KRISSY
Can you give me a ride?

JOEY
Hell no!

OLIVIA
Don't say Hell. Say Heck. "Heck no..."

JOEY
Look, he's not a perfect father...

KRISSY
He's stabbed mommy in the head! And he broke your whole arm
when you were four!

JOEY
But two wrongs don't make a right!

OLIVIA
(Panicking.)
Oh my God! Oh my God! There's too much onion, too much onion!

KRISSY
(Hugging her mom.)
Mom! Shhhh....

OLIVIA
(Crying tears.)
Oh God, so much onion! I'm stupid, stupid, stupid, STUPID!

KRISSY
Don't ever say that mom! You're not stupid, you're the
smartest woman in the world!

OLIVIA
But there's too much onion, and...

KRISSY
(Taking the onions out with a
spoon.)
Look, mommy. We'll scoop it out! See!

OLIVIA
But...

KRISSY
We'll take it out with a spoon, mommy. It's not that bad.
I'll show you!
(To Joey.)
Joey, come here. Taste.

JOEY
I'm not going to taste that thing!

KRISSY
You don't have to worry about it now, silly! We haven't
poisoned it yet!

JOEY
Okay, let me rephrase that... NO! I do want any of your
motherfucking chili!

OLIVIA
(Still crying.)
Don't say "motherfucking..." Say, "mothereffing chili."

KRISSY
Just taste and tell mom that it's fine.
(Beat.)
Okay, fine! I'll taste it!
(Krissy eats some chili.)
Mmmmmm... It's really good. It's really really REALLY good...

OLIVIA
And the onion?

JOEY
Jesus Christ, does it matter? You're worried over onions?

KRISSY
She has to worry.

JOEY
Why?

KRISSY
Worrying is her way to show love. She loves daddy, so she has
to worry about the onions. She wants him to die with love.

JOEY
Jesus Christ, this is so fucked up!

OLIVIA
Don't say fuck. Fuck is a terrible word. Say fudge instead of
fuck... "This is fudged up..." Fudge is a pleasant word.
Krissy, are you sure the onion's are fine?

JOEY
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM! LISTEN TO ME! Snap out of it! Who cares
about the fucking onions!

OLIVIA
(Kissing him on forehead.)
Ohhhhh, Joey.... Ohhhh, Joey... Don't say fuck. Fuck is a
terrible word, Joey. "Fudgeing onions," dear.
(To Krissy.)
Brown sugar, Krissy? He likes brown sugar.

KRISSY
I think it's good as it is, mommy. We need crackers, though.

OLIVIA
Cumin? Cheese?

KRISSY
Maybe more cumin, but just barely. The cheese can wait
latter.

JOEY
So fucked up, so fucked up, so fucked up!

OLIVIA
Fudged up, say... Fudged up.

JOEY
Why is she worried about onions, brown sugar, and goddamn
cumin?

KRISSY
Because worrying is love! Can't you understand! It has to be
perfect!

JOEY
Why?

OLIVIA
I want his last moment on earth to be his happiest. That's
how I would want my own last moment to be.

JOEY
Don't say that! You don't love dad! Otherwise you wouldn't be
doing this.

KRISSY
How dare you! She loves daddy so much, she has to do this.
Please Joey, don't make this harder on mommy. Look at her.
Stop antagonizing her.

JOEY
I'm fucking antagonizing her????

OLIVIA
"I'm fudging antagonizing..."
(Beat.)
Oh God, I hear him. How's the onions?

KRISSY
Everything's good as it is, mom!
(Taking out poison.)
Do we put it in now?

OLIVIA
(Taking poison from her hand.)
Joey, I know you love this chili too. Do you want some before
I add the last ingredient?

JOEY
No, mom! I lost my appetite!

OLIVIA
(Getting a bowl and filling it)
I'll save you some right here, baby.

She kisses him, then adds the poison.
Henry enters.

KRISSY
Hey, Daddy!

JOEY
Dad!

HENRY
Hey. What's everyone doing here in the kitchen?

KRISSY
(Kissing him.)
Making chili, daddy!

HENRY
Oh.
(Beat. Getting a beer.)
It was a very long day because... Why is there a beer
missing? Joey?

JOEY
Yes sir...

HENRY
Yes sir, what?

JOEY
Yes sir, I know why the beer is missing.

HENRY
Do you know where it is, Joey?

JOEY
Yes sir, I know where the beer is, sir.

HENRY
Did you touch it, Joey?

JOEY
No sir... I did not touch the beer, sir.

KRISSY
We used it in the chili, daddy.

OLIVIA
Do you want some right now, Henry?

HENRY
I'll wait. I just want to sit down and not think. Smells
good. That onion I smell?

OLIVIA
Yes, Henry.

HENRY
I don't like too much onion, Olivia.

KRISSY
There ain't much onion. It's perfect chili daddy.

JOEY
Except for the secret ingredient.

HENRY
What secret ingredient?

JOEY
Nothing... sir.

HENRY
What did I tell you about saying "nothing?" Out with it.

KRISSY
We want you to guess, daddy. Here, try to taste it out.

HENRY
We got any crackers?

KRISSY
No, you came back before we could buy them.

HENRY
Joey, take my car and go to the store.

JOEY
Why can't Krissy?

HENRY
Is that back talk?

JOEY
No, sir... I...

HENRY
Is that back talk?

JOEY
No, sir...

HENRY
Krissy. Go buy the crackers. But there's something in the
living room. Go get it first before you leave.

KRISSY
Yes, daddy.
(She leaves and comes back with
a bouquet of roses.)

OLIVIA
Roses...

HENRY
And chocolates. Happy birthday, Olive Oil!

OLIVIA
But my birthday isn't until... Two weeks.

HENRY
I know, but I saw them and thought about you. Here.
(Pause. She begins to cry while
hugging Henry.)
I just wanted you to know that I love you.

KRISSY
(Tearing up.)
Oh, daddy...

HENRY
You know what? Who cares about the chili. The Family Roos is
eating out tonight!
(Take out CD. To Olivia.)
Guess what I found? My friend burned it for me...
(Plays "Morning Has Broken" on the radio.)
May I have this dance?

Henry takes her. He sings to her. They
dance.

JOEY
(To Krissy.)
What's got into dad?

KRISSY
He's in love...

HENRY
(Dipping Olivia.)
My, you look lovely right now!
(Then a kiss.)
Let's go out to eat.

OLIVIA
Okay. I got to put the chili away...

HENRY
Alright. Come on, kids...

JOEY
I'll be there in a second. I'll help mom.

KRISSY
(While leaving with Henry.)
That was so romantic daddy...

JOEY
You okay, mom?

OLIVIA
(Almost crying.)
I'm so happy right now...

JOEY
(Hugging her.)
Shhh, don't cry, mama, don't cry.

OLIVIA
(Sobbing.)
So, so, SO happy...

JOEY
Throw out the chili mom.

OLIVIA
This is so confusing.

JOEY
No it isn't. He's scary, but he's got his good days too, mom.
(Kisses her.)
I'm going, mom. Do the right thing.

He leaves. Olivia puts her roses in a
vase. She plays "Morning Has Broken."
She takes one rose out and plucks
the petals while spinning and dancing
happily.

OLIVIA
He loves me... He loves me not... He loves me... He loves me
not. He loves me, he loves me not..
(Plucking the last petal and
drops in the chili bowl.)
He LOVES me!

She plays her song on the radio. She
scoops the chili and rose petals with
her spoon, and eats while crying
happily.

Short horror play "Morning Has Broken"


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Der-LoweDer-Lowe

5/11/09

How did it feel having it performed?

5/11/09 fli responds:

Really good. It's not my first thing to be performed, but definitely directed by a director (albeit, an amateur one) and with actors (also... new students.) I do have a feature length play called "The Butterfly in the War" about a soldier on the verge of insanity when a deaf girl haunts him. It was a semester project, but I have plans to submit it to several professional theaters. Actors went to directions that I never saw, which was exciting and at times disagreeable. But, overall, I'm just glad that it got picked up at a theater. Wish the actors had time to actually memorize lines and blocking... it would had been much more quicker and less confusing at times.