Jack and Jill Plays - Part 8 - Drive It Home

About Jack and Jill Plays:

I'm going to do something new.  Post a short play every day as long as I can.  This does not mean that I wrote this play today but I might have.  (My life is not always my own what with work and a 4 year old running around so maybe I wrote it today or maybe it was stockpiled in preparation for the days I can't get in writing.)  My goal is to do at least 100 of these or maybe more but probably 45 or 50 is the length of a full length play so even that would be good.  100 would be better.  300?  amazing.  500?  Does anyone want 500 of these plays?  Anyway, the goal is consecutive days.

The normal things about plays apply-- don't produce or reproduce this play without my permission.  I wrote it so I own it.  Etc.



Drive It Home
by Adam Szymkowicz

(JILL at the doctor's office. She is putting her clothes back on.  DOCTOR writes something.)

JILL
But what do I tell people?

DOCTOR
That's up to you.

JILL
Isn't there like a pamphlet or some advice for something like this?

DOCTOR
Not really.

JILL
WELL WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!

DOCTOR
Take a breath.  You're not dying.  Not yet.  It's just different.  New circumstances to live with and that can be hard and there will be things to think about and treatments to try.  In the meantime just know it's normal.  Our bodies are imperfect.  They let us down.  Things go wrong.  But we have survived a long time as a species.  And we have science.  We will throw everything at it and see what sticks.  Okay?

JILL
Okay, but.  Yeah.  Okay.  Ugh.  I just wanted to be in perfect health for the rest of my life and never worry about anything.  Why can't we have robot bodies?

DOCTOR
We just can't.

JILL
Someday?

DOCTOR
I'd rather not speculate.  I think being human is beautiful and I'd miss it.

JILL
Yeah!  Okay!  I would too!  You're so literal.

DOCTOR
I know.

JILL
Just let me be in denial for a while.

DOCTOR
Okay.  I'll call you in a few days.

JILL
I have to figure out how to live this new way.

DOCTOR
What way?

JILL
Knowing I'll die someday.  I mean I guess I always knew really, but, nothing like this sort of news to really drive it home.

DOCTOR
I'm sorry.

JILL
Not your fault.  Hey, you have stickers or something for kids?  I want a sticker or a lollipop.

DOCTOR
Cardboard chest on your way out.

JILL
Thanks.  You want something?

DOCTOR
Bring me back a sticker?

JILL
Yeah.

(Exit JILL.)


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