ELIZA, an elderly
woman on the brink of 90 years of age, is filling a tea kettle with water from
the faucet. At the tiny dining table, ELIZA’s husband, GABE, sits, face pressed
to the newspaper that dominates the table. THOMAS, a young, college-aged man, sits opposite
the old man, hungrily devouring a plate of eggs.
Eliza
Oh, Tommy! I’m so
glad you’re back from school. You don’t know how hard it is for your father and
I while you’re gone…
Gabe
What your Grandmother means, kiddo, is that we’re
gettin’ on in years, and it’s hard to get shit done around the house with a
strong pair of legs.
Thomas
(Through mouthfuls of
egg) Yeah, sure…
Eliza
Tommy, dear, how do
you like your tea?
Thomas
(Mumbles
incomprehensibly)
Eliza
Okay, dear….
Gabe
Would ya look at this
rubbish? (Folds over newspaper and shoves it at Thomas, who knocks his plate
off the table)
Eliza
(Turns around at
sound of plate hitting the floor) Oh, Thomas, dear! You’re back! How are you,
my boy? (She shambles over to give him a hug)
Gabe
Dammit Lizzy, ya dumb
bitch! Why don’t ya watch where you’re going? Knocking shit all around the
kitchen…
Thomas
(Ignoring the spilled
plate, and reading aloud from the paper) “Escaped Convict Still at Large:
Police still on the lookout for this man…(He holds up paper, and we see there
is a square cut out of it).
Eliza
Honey, I found a
coupon for cat food in the paper this morning. I figured we could afford to get
Tybalt some Fancy Feast this time around…
Thomas
I killed your cat on
the way in.
Gabe
And the police can’t
even find that damn murderer. There’s some rapist out in our neighborhood. They’re comin’ for me, I tell ya! Damn Nazi sons
of bitches….
Eliza
(The tea kettle
starts whistling) Oh! Tea’s on! (She turns to stove)
Thomas
I did it on purpose
too. Fuckin’ cat tried to scratch me.
Gabe
Dammit, Lizzie,
when’s that damn kid getting’ back with the milk?
Eliza
Gabriel, darling, who
are you—Tommy! My sweet baby boy! You’re back! (She shambles over and gives
THOMAS a big smooch on the cheek). How was the war, dear?
Gabe
Viet-fucking-nam! I
tell ya, those bastards shoulda been nuked like the damn Japs.
Thomas
(Walks over to
counter, and begins to pour milk into a cat dish) I twisted his little head
till his neck snapped. Such a fragile creature.
Eliza
Aaron, dear
(addressing THOMAS), where’s your brother Robert?
Thomas
He’s dead, Eliza.
Like your cat.
Eliza
Oh dear.
Gabe
Yes, dear?
Eliza
Not you dear. I’m
afraid I can’t find the cat.
Gabe
Oh, dear…
Eliza
Yes, dear?
Gabe
I believe the cat has
run away
Thomas
Yeah. That’s it. Your
cat ran off.
Eliza
Oh, Tommy! You’re
here! Do you suppose you can take the cat for a walk?
Thomas
Walked right into my
twisting hands…
Gabe
Hey, kiddo! I ever
tell you the story ‘bout that guy I killed in the great war? (Thomas’s phone
begins to buzz on the table) MOTHERFUCKING WITCHCRAFT! (He tips backward in his
chair, and lies motionless on the floor).
Eliza
How do you like your
tea dear?
Thomas
I think he’s still
breathing…
Eliza
Though that’s a
really rather silly sort of question to ask, considering we don’t have any tea
here…
Thomas
Ya know, I could
finish him off for ya. Get ya a nice lump of insurance for his rotting ass…
(His phone continues to buzz)
Eliza
Here you go dear (She
shambles to her husband, still lying motionless, and dumps a mug of water on
him. He remains motionless.) Allen? Where’s your brother at? (Phone buzzes).
Oh! He must be mowing the lawn.
Thomas
Lawnmower was how we
got rid of your filthy dog, too. (He picks up the phone). What? (Pause) Yeah, of
course. (Pause) Yeah, just picking on some old people. (Pause) Well, it’s my
great grandma. (Pause) Alzhiemer's or dementia or something. (Pause) Yeah, it’s great. I think the old man just croaked…
Eliza
Tommy, did you feed
the iguana today?
Thomas
Yeah, it’s a great
place to hide out for now. (Pause). Yeah, don’t think they’ll get me here.
(Pause). Yeah, see ya soon. (He hangs up phone).
Eliza
Aaron dear, go tell
your brother that your granddad is taking his nap.
Thomas
Yeah, sure (He sits
the bowl of milk beside GABE). Drink up. (He exits)
Eliza
(Starts petting the
tea kettle) Oh Tybalt… It’s been so lonely around here since Tommy left for
school, and Gabe went off to fight in the war. But I guess it’s just you and me
now, little kitty!
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