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Current mood:  busy Category: Writing and Poetry
SCENE 4
Characters Video: CHARLOTTE ROBERT NATHAN GRANDMOM GUESTS UNCLE MS. MORRELLI
Setting (Once again, we're in CHARLOTTE's darkened lounge. The screen blinks on, then the camera cuts in on a kitchen. ROBERT is cutting something at the table. A few seconds go by, throughout which CHARLOTTE coughs several times.)
ROBERT Are you playing with that camera again?
CHARLOTTE I'm not NOT playing with the camera… again.
ROBERT (Snickering) Save the battery for tonight, honey.
CHARLOTTE I'm not recording the fireworks!
ROBERT Not for the fireworks, for the family.
CHARLOTTE No one's here… just you and me.
ROBERT Where's Nathan?
CHARLOTTE He went to Steve's.
ROBERT Oh…
CHARLOTTE …Don't worry about the battery. It has a full charge.
(CHARLOTTE coughs again, and Robert glances up, worried.)
ROBERT That cough sounds worse today. Are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?
CHARLOTTE Eh, I'll be fine. It's the onions.
(ROBERTS holds up the onion he was cutting and grins.)
ROBERT Funny. It's not bothering me.
CHARLOTTE Well, you don't have a cough… and you haven't been puking for the last few days.
ROBERT True, my dear, but coughing generally isn't considered one of the typical symptoms of your ailment-
CHARLOTTE Robert!
ROBERT Yes, my queen?
(Beat)
CHARLOTTE Pay attention to me.
(ROBERT glances up at CHARLOTTE, then winks and begins washing his hands.)
ROBERT Gotcha.
(The camera cuts out and shows more white noise for a second, then switches to another scene. It has been a few hours, as we can see that the sun has set significantly, making the scene darker. The camera pans slowly to show all of the guests in the front yard.)
NATHAN Mom! Over here! Bring the camera over here!
(The camera pans over to a group of kids swinging from a low tree branch.)
Watch this, mom!
CHARLOTTE Nathan-
(NATHAN grabs the branch, then swings once and lets go, landing on his feet only a yard from the tree, grinning.)
NATHAN It's awesome, mom!
CHARLOTTE Just be careful, Nate…
UNCLE Yeah, we don't want any more eleven o'clock trips to the ER.
NATHAN Yeah, Uncle Stu.
CHARLOTTE We don't want them following your example, do we?
UNCLE I've learned. Booze. Cherry Bombs… Not a great mix.
ROBERT Hey, you kept your fingers, Stu. Who's hungry?
(NATHAN's friends immediately stop what they're doing to wander over to the grill.)
GUESTS Me! Me! I wanna… I hate fish! Me! Can I have a…
(The camera follows the kids to the grill, revealing ROBERT armed with a spatula and his chef's hat.)
ROBERT Hey, hey, one at a time… Nathan, where's your hat, dude?
NATHAN Dad, no!
ROBERT Your grandmother will be here any minute-
CHARLOTTE She should have been here half an hour ago.
ROBERT Maybe she got lost.
CHARLOTTE Why, because she's old?
UNCLE No. Come on, Char, you know what we're like. She IS our mother.
ROBERT Yeah, why do you think I got all that medical training after I met you?
UNCLE Charlotte, we are seriously lucky to be here.
CHARLOTTE Stu, she's never this late.
UNCLE Chill out, maybe she figured we'd run out of food and stopped by the Pathmark. Fireworks don't start 'till ten, sis.
CHARLOTTE She'd at least let us know!
UNCLE How? You know she doesn't own a cell phone. She wouldn't even use one if you bought it for her.
ROBERT That's just the way she is. She's a stubborn old crone.
CHARLOTTE Robert!
ROBERT Sorry, sorry... I shouldn't say that. I mean, 73 isn't even considered "old" these days...
MRS. MORRELLI Charlotte!
(The camera lowers slightly as CHARLOTTE answers.)
CHARLOTTE Yes? Oh, hello Mrs. Morrelli!
MRS. MORRELLI Charlotte! Hi, um... Where's your bathroom? Stephen needs to go, but he's afraid to ask.
STEPHEN Mom!
CHARLOTTE Oh, come on! I'll show you!
MRS. MORRELLI Thank you so much! I apologize for making you move-
ROBERT It's cool. She needs the exercise.
CHARLOTTE It's no problem at all, Mrs. Morrelli. Nathan!
(beat)
Nathan!
NATHAN Yeah?
CHARLOTTE Nathan, take the camera.
NATHAN Cool.
(The camera switches hands as we hear faint dialogue.)
CHARLOTTE Don't hold it like-
NATHAN Mom, I got it.
(CHARLOTTE's and MRS. MORRELLI's voices can be heard fading away.)
CHARLOTTE Alright, alright...
MRS. MORRELLI So... when is your daughter going to be here?
CHARLOTTE Um... a few weeks, they've said.
MRS. MORRELLI What's her name?
ROBERT Yo, Nate!
(The camera, now at a different level, looks up at ROBERT.)
Don't worry, dude. Your grandmom won't care if you're not wearing the hat.
NATHAN Mom said she would.
UNCLE Ahhh, your mom's crazy.
ROBERT Oh yeah?
UNCLE Oh yeah? She's my sister. That's proof enough. Your grandmom ain't gonna care if you're wearing that thing. Heck, by the time she shows up, you'll be in bed.
(ROBERT glances over at the street as a car is heard skidding to a halt.)
ROBERT Hey, Stu... Don't look now, but...
UNCLE Ah, crap... It figures. I wonder where she was... Hey, Ma!
(NATHAN turns away and begins playing with the camera, pointing it at his friends, who take turns making dumb faces and acting like kids. ROBERT, UNCLE and GRANDMOM can barely be heard off-screen.)
Hey, mom!
GRANDMOM Stuart?!
UNCLE Ma, it's 7:38. Where were you?
GRANDMOM Stuart! Robert! Where's Charlotte? Where's my little girl?
UNCLE Ma, she's fine.
ROBERT She just went in. She'll be out in a minute. Want something to eat?
GRANDMOM I need to see her... I need to talk to her. Right now!
UNCLE Whoa, mom, hey... calm down! What's wrong?
(NATHAN has taken interest in the conversation and swings the camera back around, revealing UNCLE, ROBERT, and a red-faced GRANDMOM.)
GRANDMOM Need to... Twenty-seven people... just today... need to...
UNCLE Okay, okay... here, sit down...
ROBERT I'll get you something to drink...
GRANDMOM I don't need something to drink! I need my daughter!
(GRANDMOM glances over and sees NATHAN. She narrows her eyes, frowning.)
Is that my Nathan? Where'd you get that camera?
(Beat)
...Where's your hat?
(ROBERT turns and reaches over the camera, giving NATHAN a gentle push.)
ROBERT Go get your hat, buddy.
NATHAN Dad-
ROBERT (exasperated) Please, Nathan...
NATHAN Alright, alright!
(NATHAN sets the camera down on the picnic table, keeping UNCLE, ROBERT, and GRANDMOM in view.)
UNCLE Come on, mom, have something to drink. Look at you!
GRANDMOM I'm fine!
UNCLE Where have you been? What's going on?
ROBERT She'll be out in a minute. What's the rush?
(GRANDMOM looks reluctant to speak at first, then leans back in the lawn chair, holding her forehead.)
GRANDMOM Is Nathan gone?
ROBERT Yeah, he's gone. What's wrong?
GRANDMOM You remember my friend... Catherine, Catherine Feeny?
UNCLE Yeah, ol' Mrs. Feeny! How's she doing?
GRANDMOM She died this morning.
(beat.)
UNCLE Oh.
GRANDMOM Not just her. Twenty-six other people in her town.... Oh...
(GRANDMOM moans and tilts her head back as ROBERT and UNCLE exchange worried glances with each other.)
...The news said it was some kind of ... some kind of freak occurrence. No one knows how-
CHARLOTTE Mom?
(GRANDMOM lifts her head up, smiling slightly.)
GRANDMOM Charlotte, honey...
CHARLOTTE Mom? What's wrong? ...Oh God, do we need an ambulance? Let me call-
GRANDMOM No, no...
ROBERT That may be a good idea.
GRANDMOM I'm fine!
(GRANDMOM struggles in her seat, trying to stand.)
Charlotte, I had to warn you-
CHARLOTTE About what, Mom?
(CHARLOTTE coughs, and GRANDMOM, UNCLE, and ROBERT suddenly focus on her, silent. The kids in the background have gone quiet as well, listening.)
...What's wrong?
GRANDMOM It's... it's about Sarah.
CHARLOTTE Sarah is fine, mom! Everything is fine!
ROBERT Charlotte...
(There is another pause as Charlotte coughs again. In absolute silence, GRANDMOM, ROBERT, and UNCLE stare off-screen, their wide eyes following something to the ground. We hear a loud, off-screen thump, after which GRANDMOM screams and ROBERT and UNCLE rush forward, accidentally jarring the camera, which tips over and points up at the sky.)
Charlotte! Oh my God!
UNCLE Answer me! Oh Christ, answer me!
CHARLOTTE (onstage) Off!
(The screen flickers and shuts off, and the lights gradually come up on CHARLOTTE's lounge. CHARLOTTE is sitting on the same couch, her head in her hands, sobbing quietly. This goes on for about ten seconds, then the lights fade.)
5:02 AM
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