Scene 2 Flashcards
[Lights Up]
Mom? Dad? [gets out of bed] Rhonda?
Intern: Hey, kid. Where are your parents?
I don’t know. What’s going on?
[Interns bit]
Marcus: You can’t just leave me here…
Intern: I’ll do whatever I want, other patients have priority over you.
What’s his name?
Intern: What? I don’t know. Kid, should you be here?
How old is he?
Intern: I don’t know.
Is he on morphine? Fetanyl? Hydromorphine? He sounds funny. Is it a form of analgesics?
Intern: We had to give him something for his pain.
Oh, it’s totally an analgesic. Boring.
[pager goes off] Intern: Dammit, kid! Get back to your room!
Who died? [giggles]
Intern: I gotta go kid. We have to move other patients around. Get back to your room.
[Fake gets under covers, waits, then gets up and creeps] Hello?
Helloooo?
HELLO?!
Good morning, sleepyhead. What’s your name?
I’m Mack.
Good talk.
[Gets chair]
It’s my birthday.
I’m gonna die soon.
You’re very lucky to be spending one of my birthdays with me because I won’t be having anymore. I have a heart problem. Okay, I don’t actually have a heart problem. I’m just mean.
It’s only a tumor. How cliche. A cancer kid dying from an oversized tumor on her birthday, seems like something only in the movies.
Marcus: You won’t die this soon. God won’t allow it.
Well it’s a good thing I don’t believe in God.
Marcus: You have to. It doesn’t have to be Jesus, but you gotta believe in somethin’. Everybody got to believe in somethin’. Otherwise… Who you going to pray to who you in trouble?
I don’t understand.
Marcus: Who you going in for your treatments, who you praying to? What gives you hope?
I’m not praying to an invisible man. I’m hoping I have good doctors.
Marcus: What about miracles? Deaf men hearing again, blind men seeing the birds? You think that’s just chance?
I don’t believe in miracles.
Marcus: Why not? Every child should.
Not every child has cancer.
Marcus: Fair point.
[Get up play with scarves on bed] So. You’re on death row?
Marcus: Where did you hear– yeah, yes I am.
Why are you in the hospital then?