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Portal To Hell by Gary O. Bennett

Tuesday September 19th 2006, 11:48 am
Filed under: Very Short Scripts

INT.

            Fade in.  We see darkness punctuated by a hole about one foot
            in diameter.  On the other side of the hole is bright yellow
            light.  The light seems to flicker.  Charlene is on our side
            of the hole, the dark side.  She is holding her arms, gaining
            warmth from the hole.  She sits frame left.  From frame right
            arrives Meg.

                                MEG
                      Where are we?

                                CHARLENE
                      I’m not sure.

                                MEG
                      What’s through there?

                                CHARLENE
                      I don’t know.

                                MEG
                      I remember a lot of pain.  I was looking
                      at my granddaughter.  Then I closed my
                      eyes.

                                CHARLENE
                      You have a granddaughter?

                                MEG
                      Three of them.

                                CHARLENE
                      You seem young.

                                MEG
                      I’m 73.

                                CHARLENE
                      That’s impossible.

                                MEG
                      How old are you?

                                CHARLENE
                      96.

                                MEG
                      I’m dreaming.

                                CHARLENE
                      It’s not a dream.  You don’t dream of
                      dreaming.  So if you ask the question,
                      it’s real.

                                MEG
                      But how can you be 96 years old?

                                CHARLENE
                      I was in a chair.  A wheelchair.
                      Watching TV.  Lots of people were sitting
                      around watching TV.  The last thing I
                      remember is a K-Mart commercial.
                      Everything went black after that.

                                MEG
                      What’s it mean?

                                CHARLENE
                      It means that I’m dead.

                                MEG
                      What’s your name?

                                CHARLENE
                      Charlene.

                                MEG
                      Mine’s Margaret, but everyone calls me
                      Meg.

            There is a moment of silence.

                                MEG
                      It’s so dark and cold.  This is the only
                      light.

                                CHARLENE
                      I was feeling content, but now I am
                      feeling scared.

                                MEG
                      Why?

                                CHARLENE
                      I don’t know.

                                MEG
                      I ask because I feel the same way.

                                CHARLENE
                      You didn’t hear me.  We are both dead.

                                MEG
                      No.

                                CHARLENE
                      And we are in the dark facing a hole of
                      light and heat.  Is this the heat of
                      heaven or hell?

                                MEG
                      This must be heaven. I have lived a good
                      life.

                                CHARLENE
                      I have not.

                                MEG
                      But you repented.  You asked for
                      forgiveness.  You have been forgiven.

                                CHARLENE
                      No I didn’t.  I do not believe in God.

                                MEG
                      You must.  You wouldn’t be here.

                                CHARLENE
                      Maybe you take your beliefs into hell
                      with you.

                                MEG
                      You are wrong.  I have been good.  I have
                      grandchildren.  This is heaven.

                                CHARLENE
                      I lived to the age of 96.  I lived for 52
                      years after I murdered my husband and got
                      the life insurance proceeds.  I lived in
                      total freedom.  I lived in wealth.  They
                      never suspected it was me.  My wonderful
                      life was proof that there is no God.

                                MEG
                      Did your husband beat you?

                                CHARLENE
                      No.  He was a nice man.  But I didn’t
                      love him.  I married him for the money,
                      but he was worth more dead than alive.

                                MEG
                      Did you have children?

                                CHARLENE
                      I never remarried.

                                MEG
                      Did you give money to charity?  Did you
                      go to church?  Were you good to your
                      neighbors?

                                CHARLENE
                      No. I kept everything.  I traveled a
                      great deal.  Traveled with different
                      lovers.

                                MEG
                      Were you nice to people? Did you treat
                      the mailman with respect, the plumber?
                      What about your parents?  Did you take
                      care of your parents?

                                CHARLENE
                      I hated my parents.  They died poor and
                      sick a few months apart from each other.
                      I didn’t go to their funerals.  I didn’t
                      see them.  I didn’t communicate with
                      them.

                                MEG
                      You must have done something that has
                      brought you here.

                                CHARLENE
                      You think here is the gateway to heaven.
                      I think you are mistaken.  I think we
                      stand before the entrance to hell. I
                      think you are dishonest about your life.
                      You must have done something horrible.
                      Something that has brought you here.

                                MEG
                      I was married to the same man for forty
                      years.  I had beautiful children. I was
                      good to people.  I went to church.  I
                      believed.  I believed. But if this is the
                      gateway to hell, I will no longer
                      believe.  How can my life be a bad life?
                      I will no longer believe.

                                CHARLENE
                      If this is the gateway to hell, I will
                      believe.  If this the gateway to hell,
                      you will nor believe.  Think hard.  What
                      did you do wrong?

                                MEG
                      No. You think hard.  What did you do
                      right?  This is heaven.  Goddamit, this
                      is heaven.

            Suddenly in the hole a disfigured face appears.  Briefly.
            Meg and Charlene are startled.  A moment passes.

                                CHARLENE
                      Is that the face of heaven?

            Meg almost starts to cry.

                                MEG
                      What did I do?  What did I do?

                                CHARLENE
                      I am aware of every wrong thing I have
                      done in my life.  How can you be so
                      forgetful?

                                MEG
                      This is a trick to test my faith.  But I
                      will not be tricked.  This is the devil’s
                      work.  Maybe you are doing the devil’s
                      work.  I have lived the life of a saint.
                      I have lived a righteous life.  I do not
                      deserve to be in hell.  I deserve heaven.
                      Do you hear me?  Heaven.  This is the
                      light of heaven.  And I will enter this
                      place and leave you behind here in the
                      dark, in the dark of hell.  Maybe this is
                      the portal between heaven and hell.

                                CHARLENE
                      Think Meg.  Think hard.

                                MEG
                      It was so long ago.

                                CHARLENE
                      Did you kill someone?

                                MEG
                      God no.  I stole some money.  I stole
                      some money from my mother.  I forged her
                      signature on hundreds of checks.  Stole
                      thousands.  I was young.

                                CHARLENE
                      Did she ever find out?

                                MEG
                      No one ever found out.  Not my mother,
                      Not my sisters.  Not my lawyers.  I
                      tricked everyone.  I told no one.  Ever.
                      It allowed me to buy a house.  It allowed
                      me to get a start.  This cannot be the
                      reason?  I took care of my mother.

                                CHARLENE
                      You took care of your mother with your
                      mother’s money.  And you let people think
                      you were generous.

                                MEG
                      I showed her love.

                                CHARLENE
                      But you lied to her to her very last day.
                      You have kept this lie with you all your
                      life, to the day you died, and you had no
                      remorse.  You though it would go away.
                      But our sins never go away.  Do they Meg?
                      Do they?

                                MEG
                      It’s not fair.  You were horrible.  You
                      did horrible things.  I did one thing
                      wrong.  One little thing.  How can we be
                      here together? I don’t deserve what you
                      deserve.

                                CHARLENE
                      Neither of us confessed.  Neither of us
                      told anyone of our crimes.  We kept it
                      hidden.  Everyday we kept it hidden, we
                      committed a new crime.  A new sin.

                                MEG
                      It’s not fair.

                                CHARLENE
                      Fair.  We both had good lives.  We both
                      benefitted from our crimes.  Good lives
                      we led.  Now it is time for a little
                      payback, I guess.  Maybe it is fair.

                                MEG
                      Bullshit.  I’m not going.  I’m not going
                      through that hole.  Do you hear me, you
                      sonofabitch.  Every Goddamn Sunday I went
                      to your church and this is how you pay me
                      back, you bastard.  Don’t you want my
                      grandchildren to see their grandmother in
                      heaven.  How can you do this to them, or
                      are you going to punish them too?

            Suddenly a light shines on Charlene’s face.

                                MEG
                      What’s that?

            Charlene’s face lights up.  A smile comes across it.

                                MEG (cont’d)
                      What’s happening?

            Charlene faces the light.

                                CHARLENE
                      I understand.

                                MEG
                      You understand what?

            Charlene rises and drifts away, leaving Meg alone.

                                MEG (cont’d)
                      Where are you going?  You can’t leave me
                      here.

            A moment passes.

                                MEG (cont’d)
                      See.  I knew we weren’t going to the same
                      place.  I knew it.  I knew it.  I would
                      never be going to the same place as
                      someone like you.

                                                          FADE TO BLACK.

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