Play 15: One in Twenty Five People Is One (see end of scene)
CHARACTERS
DOCTOR, male, 30s
OLD MAN, 70s
YOUNG MAN, 30s
WOMAN, early twenties
BOY, 6
(The doctor is sitting behind a large expensive looking desk looking at a packet of papers. There is an empty seat in front of his desk.)
(An old man enters. He goes and sits in the empty chair.)
DOCTOR
How you been?
OLD MAN
I’m fine thank you. And you?
DOCTOR
I’m fine. (Beat.) I’m sorry to tell you this, but there’s something important I have to talk to you about about these test results.
OLD MAN
(nervously.)
What is it?
DOCTOR
I’m afraid (beat.) you have cancer.
(Pause. The old man has a terrified look on his face.)
OLD MAN
You’re sure?
DOCTOR
Yes, we found a malignant growth in your pancreas, it doesn’t look like you have long, a year at most.
OLD MAN
Oh god, I knew I was getting old, but, you can never prepare yourself for something like this.
DOCTOR
I know, I’m terribly sorry. I’ve already scheduled you for another appointment Monday so we can start treatment.
(The old man gets up, he’s crying now, and he slowly walks offstage.)
(The doctor goes back to looking at the papers, a young man enters, and sits down in the chair.)
YOUNG MAN
Have the test results come back yet?
DOCTOR
Yes. I’m sorry to tell you, but you have cancer.
YOUNG MAN
What?!
DOCTOR
Yes, it’s in your lungs. You only have a a month to live.
YOUNG MAN
Oh, god, no, no!
(He begins sobbing, and runs out of the room screaming.)
(The doctor goes back to reading, and a woman enters.)
(She sits down.)
DOCTOR
Cancer.
WOMAN
What?
DOCTOR
The tests are in. It’s cancer.
WOMAN
But, but I’m here for a checkup.
DOCTOR
Yes, I know.
WOMAN
I’m twenty three years old.
DOCTOR
Cancer can strike at any time, it works mysterious ways.
WOMAN
(confused.)
But, but I didn’t even have any tests done.
DOCTOR
As I said, it works in mysterious ways.
WOMAN
(She starts to shift from confusion to distress)
How long do I have?
DOCTOR
I’m afraid only a matter of days. It’s been in you’re (Beat.) spleen, yes, spleen, for years we guess and we’ve only been able to find it now, so it’s already caused irreparable damage.
(She starts to cry.)
DOCTOR
I’d advise you to go buy a coffin.
(She stumbles out of the room, her face buried in her hands crying.)
(Boy enters, he sits down in the chair.)
DOCTOR
(In the patronizing voice adults often use towards small children.)
Hey there little guy, I’m afraid you have a malignant growth, do you know what that means?
BOY
No, what?
DOCTOR
Just go home to you’re mommy and say, “Mr. Doctor says I have cancer.” She’ll explain everything. And tell her you only have a few days.
BOY
A few days to what?
DOCTOR
Just tell her. Go.
BOY
Okay.
(He leaves the room.)
(The doctor goes back to reading his papers. Pause.)
(He looks up at the audience.)
DOCTOR
Life is good (beat.) when you’re a sociopath.
(Blackout.)