OVERALLS.

For Morgan 12.25.10 (c) C. Quintana 2010

Another short play for your enjoyment this holiday. A little something about family in the spirit of today. A piece I might expand upon… Let me know what you think! Happy Holidays, y’all!

OVERALLS
Christina Quintana
(For Tommy)

A man, TONY, lies sprawled out on a too-small twin-sized bed, asleep.  A figure in overalls stands in the doorway.

TONY
What the hell?  Who–Who– who are you?

WALTER
(Has a southern drawl)
The ghost of your father.

(WALTER laughs at his own joke.)

TONY
My dad’s not dead.

WALTER
Of course he’s not.

TONY
Are you fucking with me? You’d better not be fucking with me.  I can have the cops here in two minutes– two minutes.

WALTER
Alright, Tony. (Whispers) But they won’t be able to see me.

TONY
Is this some kind of joke– how do you know my name? And what do you mean, they won’t be able to see you? If I can see you, then why the hell won’t they be able to see you?!

(WALTER hums, looks around the room.)

TONY CONT’D
Huh? Answer me! Answer me!

WALTER
My, my. You sure’ve got a temper these days.

TONY
Listen. Don’t–don’t touch anything. And don’t move for a second, okay?

(WALTER takes a seat on the bed, makes himself at home.  TONY watches him for a minute, grabs a picture frame, or some other useless object and wields it as a weapon, then exits.  We hear the beeping of imputing digits. He re-enters.)

TONY CONT’D
The alarm’s on. How did you get past the alarm? (WALTER shrugs) Usually it goes off like crazy. And there’s a voice–

WALTER
(Mimicking the robotic alarm voice)
Intrusion detected! Intrusion detected! Front door!

(Silence.)

WALTER
I thought you were callin’ the police?

TONY
I might have. How do you know I didn’t?

WALTER
Well you very well could have, Tony.

TONY
Will you stop calling me Tony!

WALTER
Certainly. But it’s your name, isn’t it? What would you like me to call you? Bear?

TONY
You’re kind of starting to freak me out here, man.   (Beat) Look. If you leave now I won’t press charges. You seem like a nice enough guy… you can just go on your way and we’ll forget this ever happened…

WALTER
You really don’t remember me, do you? (Beat) Not even a little bit, huh? I’ll be on my way then.

TONY
What? You’re leaving?

WALTER
Life’s full of disappointments, son.
I would’ve thought you would’ve met a woman by now for one, but like I said…

(TONY starts laughing.  WALTER smiles.)

WALTER CONT’D
It’s so nice to see you laugh, I almost don’t want to ask why you are.

TONY
Don’t worry about it. (Pause) Now I’m going to give you two choices (He waves the random object “menacingly”): either tell me who you are and what you’re doing here or leave.

WALTER
I’m Walter. And I came to see how you are.

TONY
Well, I’m fine, thanks. (Pause) And what’s with the overalls?

WALTER
It’s what I always wear.

TONY
You should look into pants.

WALTER
I can’t change. This is what I died in. I’m stuck in it for all of eternity.

TONY
So you’re saying if I were to die in a dress I’d be in a dress for all of eternity?

WALTER
Why would you be wearing a dress, Tony?

TONY
I’m not saying I’d wear a dress. I was making a joke!

(Silence.)

TONY
Fine, don’t believe me.

(TONY sits next to WALTER.)

WALTER
Do you still have trouble sleeping?

TONY
Why do you ask?

WALTER
When you were just a little thing, it would take you ages to get to bed.

TONY
(Realizing)
Oh my god…

WALTER
Your Momma thought it was me, but I knew better.

TONY
Oh my god…

WALTER
Now, you’ve gotta be careful takin’ the Lord’s name in vain like that, son.

TONY
You’re him.

WALTER
Walter.

TONY
You never talked before.

WALTER
I couldn’t.

TONY
What are you doing here?

WALTER
I live here.  Can’t go anywhere else. For as long as I can remember. (Beat) You haven’t been here for a long time.

TONY
Yeah, well. It’s been busy.

WALTER
I miss seein’ you.  Don’t really show myself much these days.  But there you were and I just couldn’t believe it. Thought I was seeing things. There you were! A grown man. And this time when I thought about talkin’ to you, I could.

TONY
This is so weird.

WALTER
Do you remember when your Momma asked me to stop coming by?

TONY
Not really. No…

WALTER
She said, “Mr. Ghost, you’re scarin’ the Bear, so if you could please let him get his sleep we would really appreciate it.”

TONY
She did?

WALTER
Yeah, she did.

TONY
Sorry.

WALTER
It gets lonely sometimes.

TONY
Join the club.

WALTER
1852.

TONY
What?

WALTER
That’s when I passed. August 1852.

TONY
Jesus.

WALTER
There you go again, takin’ the Lord’s name! Your Momma taught you better.

TONY
Sorry.

(Beat.)

WALTER
Is she sick?

TONY
Yeah. (Beat) She is.

(A light turns on in the hallway.)

All written material copyright C. Quintana 2010

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