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Mr. Roberts by Gary O. Bennett

Sunday September 03rd 2006, 8:44 pm
Filed under: Very Short Scripts

INT.  HOSPITAL ROOM

            Fade in on a blank wall.  Dina walks into frame.  She looks
            directly at the lens.  Dina wears the uniform of a nurse.

                                DINA
                      How are we feeling today, Mr. Roberts?

            There is no response.

                                DINA (cont’d)
                      Mr. Roberts?  Do you hear me?

            There is no response.  Dina waves her hand in front of the
            lens to prompt a response.  There is none.  Dina raises the
            wrist of Mr. Roberts and feels for a pulse.  Dina appears a
            bit agitated.

                                DINA (cont’d)
                      Tess.  Tess.

            Tess walks into frame and stands next to Dina.

                                TESS
                      What’s up?

                                DINA
                      There’s no pulse.

            Tess takes Mr. Roberts wrist and checks his pulse.

                                TESS
                      He’s dead.  Your first one?

                                DINA
                      He can’t be dead.  Look at him.  He’s
                      looking directly at us.

                                TESS
                      People can die with their eyes open,
                      Dina.

                                DINA
                      But I don’t understand.  Mr. Roberts was
                      fine yesterday.  How come the alarm
                      didn’t go off?

                                TESS
                      Look.  It’s turned off.

                                DINA
                      Oh my God.  What have I done?

                                TESS
                      It’s not your fault, Dina.

                                DINA
                      What do you mean it’s not my fault.  He’s
                      still warm.  He must have died in the
                      last few hours, while I’ve been on duty.
                      I’m getting off in an hour.  What do I
                      do?  How do I explain this?

            Tess leans down and turns the cardiac alarm box on.

                                TESS
                      There.  It’s now on.  You say the alarm
                      went off and you responded by trying to
                      revive him.

                                DINA
                      But what about the station nurse.  She’ll
                      know it didn’t go off?

                                TESS
                      Set it off now.

                                DINA
                      What?

                                TESS
                      Set it off now and we’ll pretend to be
                      attempting to revive him.

                                DINA
                      I’m not an actress, Tess.

                                TESS
                      Mr. Roberts is dead.  There’s no
                      audience.  I wouldn’t worry about your
                      performance.

            Tess leans over again and pulls the alarm.  It goes off.

                                TESS
                      Go on.  Pump his chest.  I’ll tell the
                      station you have it under control.

            Dina hesitates.  Tess leaves.  Dina starts pumping Mr.
            Roberts chest.  The camera jolts up and down with each pump.
            Dina keeps pumping.  Suddenly the camera moves sightly and
            there is a moan.  Dina stops pumping.

                                DINA
                      Mr. Roberts!

            Dina takes a pulse.  Tess walks back in.

                                TESS
                      Everything’s under control.

                                DINA
                      He’s alive.

                                TESS
                      He can’t be.

                                DINA
                      He moved.  He made a sound.  He has a
                      pulse.

            Tess moves infront of Dina and checks Mr. Robert’s pulse.
            Tess looks directly at Mr. Roberts.

                                TESS
                      There’s no pulse, Dina.

            Dina reaches for Mr. Roberts’s wrist.  Tess pushes her away.

                                TESS
                      I said there’s no pulse.  Aren’t you off
                      duty?  I’ll attend to this.

            Again, the camera moves slightly and there’s a moan.  Both
            Tess and Dina stare at Mr. Roberts.  Tess’s face seems to
            grow increasingly tense.  Tess suddenly, with great force,
            slaps Mr. Roberts hard in the face.  The camera moves quickly
            with the slap.  Rapidly, the camera moves back, Tess having
            grabbed Mr. Roberts chin so she can look directly in his
            eyes.

                                TESS
                      Listen to me you bastard.  You’re
                      supposed to be dead, and you’re going to
                      be dead.  You hear me.  So don’t try to
                      crawl out of this hole you’re in.

            Tess steps back to look at Mr. Roberts.

                                DINA
                      Tess…I know you’re my supervisor, and I
                      have learned a lot from you, believe
                      me…I wouldn’t be the nurse I am today
                      without having had your guidance and
                      help.  So I don’t want to sound
                      ungrateful, and I certainly don’t want to
                      question your professional conduct, but
                      could you possibly elaborate on what you
                      are doing so I can learn from it.

                                TESS
                      Have you ever been raped?

                                DINA
                      No.

                                TESS
                      Neither have I.  But if I was raped, I
                      believe I would be justified in killing
                      my attacker.  Do you agree?

                                DINA
                      I guess it depends on the circumstances.

                                TESS
                      Stop thinking like a nurse and start
                      thinking like a woman.  Would I be
                      justified?

                                DINA
                      Yes… I guess.

                                TESS
                      Good.  Then you agree with what I am
                      about to do.

            Tess pulls a hyperdermic needle from her pocket.  Hols it up,
            plls back the plunger.  There is obviously nothing inside the
            chamber.  Tess leans in with the needle towrad Mr. Roberts’s
            neck.

                                DINA
                      What are you doing?

                                TESS
                      I obviously didn’t inject a large enough
                      air bubble into his carotid artery.  But
                      this time I’m giving him a whopper.

                                DINA
                      You can’t expect me to go along with
                      this.

                                TESS
                      I expect you to listen to your supervisor
                      and correct an injustice.

                                DINA
                      What did he do?

                                TESS
                      He raped my baby sister and got away with
                      it.  But he was stupid enough to get
                      appendicitis and end up on my floor.  He
                      should be dead in fifteen minutes. Come
                      get me when it’s over.

            Tess moves behind Dina, and Dina moves in close to Mr.
            Roberts.  Before departing, Tess turns to Dina.

                                TESS (cont’d)
                      You’re going to go far in this hospital,
                      Dina.  I think a promotion is due.

            Tess leaves.  Dina leans in close to Mr. Roberts.

                                DINA
                      In your next life, if you have one, try
                      to remember not to fuck with a nurse…or
                      her baby sister.  Particularly if you’re
                      a patient.  The bubble will start to
                      block the blood flow to your brain and
                      you will slowly fade into death.  It’s
                      supposed to be painless.  That’s what the
                      books say anyway.  Goodbye Mr. Roberts.

                                                          FADE TO BLACK.

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