Props: Comfy Chair, Sweet Jar, Awards, Scripts
Scene 4:
The Actresses:
Cast: Koraline, Miriam, April, Darcy
Setting: The basement flat
Props: Comfy chair, sweet jar, awards, scripts
Koraline talks to the cat as she delivers the letter to the actress sisters downstairs.
Narrator: Below the old hotel, down in the basement flat, live three old sisters, once famous actresses of stage and silver screen. They share their flat with their yapping Scottie dogs, treating them like pampered offspring. They are harmless and kind and still caught up in their memories, when the public adored them and they adored the fame.
Koraline: Ok cat, can I call you cat… ok.. I’ll take your silence as a ‘yes’. Lets get this over with… they can’t be as mad as the brothers upstairs.
(Koraline knocks)
April: You Hooo… we’re in the parlour Deary… come straight on through.
(Koraline walks into the parlour to see the three sisters sitting knitting and drinking tea from china cups)
Miriam: Yes, straight on through – down the red carpet Deary --- oh, the red carpet, do you remember Darcy, the red carpet, the photographers, the crowds.
Darcy: Of course luvvy, how could I forget.
April: What a night, what a night. What was it they gave us?
Miriam: An Oscar April dear, an Oscar. That lovely man Jimmy..
Darcy: No…Jackie….
April: No… Georgie…
Miriam: No Johnny … Johnny…. (clicking her fingers and thinking hard) )
Darcy: Johnny Jeep?
April: Johnny Deep?
Miriam: No…No…No…. darling… Depp… Johnny Depp…..
April: Heavens above.. Johnny Depp, he handed me that Oscar, along with his phone number.
Darcy: April! (shocked) Did you ever call him?
April: Of course not darling….Jack Sparrow this, Jack Sparrow that, and anyway, I was dating George at the time.
Miriam: George?
April: Clooney dear , George, Clooney.
Koraline: Ermmm.. hello, I’m Koraline, from upstairs. My mum gave me this letter to deliver – it must have beeen delivered to the wrong box.
Miriam: Caroline… Caroline.. I once played a Caroline in the West End.
Darcy: No deary, that was Juliet in the West End – and beautifully played may I add – such delivery.
April: On a par with your Ophelia in that production of Hamlet on the lawn of Buckingham Palace. Such sadness, such emotion.
Miriam: Not forgetting your incredible portrayal of Lady McBeth… what power… what tragedy…
Koraline: Anyway… the letter… I’ll leave it on the table.
Miriam: No dear, you must have some tea:
Darcy: Of course, of course…I’ll be mother (she ours her a china cup of tea)
April: (takes her tea away straight away) Now we must read your tea leaves.
Miriam: Of course deary, we must.
Koraline: Sorry?
April: The tea leaves dear. I’ll read your future.
(She peers in the cup… The dogs bark and Miriam shouts)
Miriam: silence boy… we are divining!
(the dogs whimper and are silent)
April: You know Caroline… you are in terrible danger.
(April looks worries and passes the cup to Miriam.)
Miriam: Stop scaring the girl April, your eyesight is going… (She looks into the cup)
Oh dear, she IS in danger!
Darcy: Let me see (she looks in the cup as well)
Terrible danger.
Koraline: Danger from what? My dads super noodles?
April: It didn’t say Deary. Tea leaves aren’t reliable. Good for generalities, bad for specifics.
Koraline: What should I do then?
Miriam: Don’t wear green in your dressing room.
April: Or mention the Scottish play.
Darcy: And be very, very careful
(April takes a jar from the table and picks out some strange objects and sticky sweets )
April: Brass coin…thimble, china duck.. ahhh that may help.
Koraline: It’s a stone with a hole right through. What’s it for?
(She holds it up to her eye)
Miriam: It might help. They’re good for bad things dear.
Darcy: Sometimes......
Koraline: Thank you ladies … I think. (she leaves the parlour.. causing the dogs to bark)…... hmmm break a leg
(They go back to there knitting)
Curtain close
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