A Family Reunion To Die For Molly Flashcards
A rope? Very interesting. So, Molly, is that how you plan to murder Christine? (Molly pantomimes innocence.) Don’t play innocence here. It was you who murdered Aunt Gretchen, Rachel and Stefan.
You have no proof. (Everyone gasps.)
(To Molly.) Hey, mimes are supposed to be seen and not heard! It’s in your contract.
Save it. I’m being accused of murder here.
No, but I’m not color-blind. The poems were written in a very distinct orange ink. The same color ink that’s on Molly’s glove. (Grabs Molly’s hand and shows the glove to everyone.)
That’s just cake frosting from dessert. You said so yourself.
That’s what I originally thought. (Picks up the piece of cake on the table center left.) But then I realized there was no orange frosting on the cake. The orange stain on your glove has to be from a felt-tipped pen. The same felt-tipped pen used to write the poems.
You’re not as dumb as you look, Freddie.
Thank you.
Now, we have just one tiny problem. You’re going to have to die. All of you! (Pulls a gun out of her pocket.)
What did we do?
You know too much. Do you think I can let any of you live knowing I’m the one responsible for three deaths?
If you murder all of us, you’ll be responsible for even more deaths.
And how’s going to tell on me?
That’s the one piece of the puzzle I haven’t been able to figured out.
Maybe this will help you. (Grabs the towel from Connie and wipes off her white face makeup. She crosses to Christine.) do you recognize me?
No.
That’s exactly the problem. I’m your cousin Molly.
Cousin Molly. You mean Aunt Henrietta’s daughter? I didn’t know you were in show business.
You didn’t know me at all. Nobody ever took the time to know me.
(To Freddie.) Many years ago, back when I was four or five, Aunt Henrietta had a falling out with her four sisters. No one had spoken to or about Aunt Henrietta or her husband or daughter since. (To Molly.) I haven’t seen you since you were a little girl. How have you been.
Not bad. Yourself?
Fine, thank you.
Do you know how lonely a life it is when you’re shunned by your entire family–the people who are supposed to love you and care for you? When I heard that a family reunion was being planned, I waited for an invention. The weeks went by, and when I never received one , I knew I had to crash the party. I decided it was time to get revenge on the very people who made me feel so rotten for all those years.
So it’s true. You were planning to murder me next.
Yes. In fact, I’m going to do that right now. (Points gun at Christine.)
Isn’t there some way we can work this out? Haven’t you heard of the win-win guidelines?
It’s too late for that.
Listen, Princess, put that toy down! This isn’t a comic book, it’s real life!
Does that gun even work?
