My 1st Play.

((there is no title, because I suck at titles.))((PS these are the names of my friends...hahaha. how original am i!?))

CHARACTERS
Doctor
Mrs. Fitzpatrick: an old stubborn woman
Mrs. Johnson: the frantic daughter of the old woman

SETTING
A bright hospital room. An old woman sits on a chair next to her frantic daughter. The old woman has complete composure. She had refused to lay in the bed, but wanted to sit in the chair. This made her daughter even more high strung. They sat together waiting for the handsome young doctor to come in.

[Knock! Knock!]

DOCTOR: Hello, Mrs. Fitzpatrick [shakes the old woman’s frail hand]! Hello, Mrs. Johnson [shakes the daughter’s hand]

MRS. FITZPATRICK: I’m not going to waste my time with hellos. Just as you shouldn’t waste my time talking about surgery.

MRS. JOHNSON: Mother! [shrieks]

DOCTOR: Pardon me, Mrs. Fitzpatrick?

MRS. FITZPATRICK: I just don’t think it’s necessary for surgery. I just don’t think it is. I’m perfectly fine!

MRS. JOHNSON: [puts her head in her hands desperately] Mother.

DOCTOR: I’m going to explain to you the reason that we need to…

MRS. FITZPATRICK: : [abruptly cuts the doctor off] But, we don’t need to!
DOCTOR: Mrs. Fitzpatrick, if you just let me show you these X-ray, MRI, and test results and let me explain them to you, I’m sure you’ll understand why we find such urgency…

MRS. FITZPATRICK: [cuts the doctor off again] I don’t need to hear about no tests and all that crap. I know as sure as I sit in this chair my heart is workin’ fine! Otherwise I wouldn’t be sittin’ in this chair here.

[the daughter’s face and body are marked with tension. Her legs are shaking.]

MRS. JOHNSON: Mother! Will you just be quiet and listen to Dr. Keller! He knows what he is talking about! You don’t! You need to just listen! It’s important! You don’t understand!

DOCTOR: Now Mrs. Johnson, calm down. Once I get through these test results and explain what exactly is going on, she will understand…

MRS. FITZPATRICK: [cuts doctor off again] No I won’t! Because there ain’t nothing to understand!

DOCTOR: Mrs. Fitzpatrick, please! It is urgent that we get you scheduled for surgery. So, could I please explain to you why…

MRS. FITZPATRICK: [cuts doctor off again] Why do you need to explain anything to me? You have done called her [points to her frantic daughter] and told her that y’all were going to cut me open! That’s it’s so important! So why you need to waste your breath tellin’ me anything!

DOCTOR: Well, you need to understand exactly what is going on. I need you to understand and give consent to treat.

MRS. FITZPATRICK: [chuckles] I’m not contentin’ to anything! I’m fine as sure as I’m sittin’ in this chair. [chuckles]

MRS. JOHNSON: Just let him talk!

MRS. FITZPATRICK: He doesn’t need to talk to me! He’s already talked…to you! You two have already decided what you’re going to do with me! So just do it!

DOCTOR: But, I need you to understand, and give consent.

[old woman keeps laughing]
MRS. JOHNSON: I give consent! She doesn’t understand! I give consent!

[doctor looks at Mrs. Fitzpatrick]

MRS. FITZPATRICK: I’m not sayin’ a word. Do what you want.

DOCTOR: Ok, then. Ladies, if you will excuse me a moment…[steps out of the door]

DOCTOR: [on the outside of the door, in the hospital hallway] What a stubborn old lady!

MRS.FITZPATRICK: Did you just hear what that damn doctor said!

MRS. JOHNSON: No! You wouldn’t let him get a word in edgewise!

MRS. FITZPATRICK: [mumbles] Well, I won’t now that I know he says I’m old and stubborn!

[daughter shoots a look of contemptuous confusion at her mother]