Mad Tom
by
Jim Strope
367 Lisbon Street
San Francisco, CA 94112
415 412 3989
jims@sfsalvo.com
Cast
Mom. 44 - 54
Tom. 22 - 32
Bill. Attendant. Dressed in white. 25 – 55. Wears a cross-shaped earring.
Sheila. Attendant. Dressed in white. 25 – 35.
Off Stage and Silent
Mr. White. Supervisor.
Dr. Murphy. Director.
Outside attendant.
Audience. Various.
Scene 1
Lights up.
White room. Two chairs. A table. One closed door.
Bill enters and stands between the door and the table.
Knock at the door.
Tom, dressed in pajamas and a bathrobe, enters and sits down at the table.
Sheila enters and stands near the door.
Ten seconds pass.
A knock at the door.
Mom enters carrying a K-Mart shopping bag and sits at the table.
MOM
How long do I have?
BILL
23 minutes.
MOM
I had a two-hour appointment.
BILL
Sorry. That’s what they told me. We have to go by that.
MOM
It was all that time I spent with what’s-his-name. Your boss.
BILL
You want to talk to Mr. White some more?
MOM
No I don’t. I just want that time. I’m going to get that boy out of here. Today.
BILL
You need to talk to Mr. White about that.
MOM
I’ve had enough of him.
Mom approaches Tom.
BILL
I’m going to miss lunch. Again.
SHEILA
Think of the money.
BILL
Choir practice tonight.
SHEILA
I liked the picnic.
MOM
Tommy, you look good.
Mom sits down.
TOM
I do good. I am good.
MOM
Of course you are. Wait’ll I show you what I bought. I was so glad you called. It’s been so long. Is it okay to show him now?
SHIELA
Sure. Show him.
MOM
They searched it already.
Mom stands up, picks up the bag, and pulls out a black suit.
MOM
Just what you asked for.
TOM
That’s what I wanted.
Mom takes the pants.
MOM
Stand up. Try it on.
Tom remains seated.
TOM
Just put them back in the bag.
MOM
You can put them over your pajamas. No one cares. Try them on. Look. And a shirt too.
SHEILA
They look real nice, Tom. Nice material.
MOM
Never needs ironing.
TOM
Probably lasts forever.
MOM
Cheaper than cotton too. Just hold them up in front of you. See if they fit.
TOM
I’m sure they do. You know my size.
MOM
Come on. Stand up. I’ll hold them up for you.
Mom approaches Tom.
Tom looks away.
BILL
I’ll put them in the bag and take them back to your room, Tom.
Bill puts the clothing in the bag and places them by the door.
Tom rises, gets the bag, places it by his chair, sits down, and looks at Bill.
MOM
But you won’t know. Not for sure. It’ll be too late then. Hold them up against you. Or I’ll hold them up. That way, you always look neat. So if you go look for a job. Or something.
Mom takes the bag.
And socks and underwear. Nobody sees them. And shoes. Everybody’s wearing these now. You don’t want old shoes. Out there. Everywhere you go. The mall. Super market. You’d look nice. If they fit. Anyway, I got a trailer. Across town.
TOM
Double-wide.
MOM
No. But it’s got two bedrooms. They’re so easy to keep. Just hose down the outside. Two bedrooms. One for you.
TOM
Here in town.
MOM
Over by the highway.
TOM
Air conditioning.
MOM
Sure, but it’s broke. It’s an old trailer.
TOM
Waiting by the freeway. It begins to hiss at dawn.
MOM
It’s right by the off ramp. You want to come home. That’s what you said. I’m so glad. Finally.
TOM
I want to leave.
MOM
Go to school. You want to make money, don’t you? Not right away. But later?
TOM
I’m getting out.
MOM
Now you’ve got the clothes.
TOM
I do.
MOM
You don’t have to work. When you leave. Never, if you want. I don’t care. They’ll put you on disability. Direct deposit. There’s just us.
TOM
Ma, I left some books at your old house.
MOM
That’s right. I moved them. Twice.
TOM
You can have them.
MOM
Well you’re going to be there.
TOM
You keep them, if you want.
MOM
If you give them to me, I’ll just probably sell them at the flea market. They’re too hard for me.
TOM
Sell them. They’re yours.
Mom sits down.
MOM
Maybe you want to read them some more.
TOM
I want my ashes to be shot out of a cannon. Over the ocean. Or if that’s too much trouble, just dumped.
MOM
What are you talking about? You’re coming to live with me.
TOM
There’s other possibilities.
MOM
You can’t live on your own.
TOM
Who said so?
MOM
You never have.
TOM
I’ve always lived on my own.
MOM
You don’t want to live with strangers.
TOM
I always do.
MOM
They want me to sign the papers.
TOM
I knew I could count on you.
MOM
I’ll sign them. No problem. Tommy, you have to make sense of your life.
TOM
Too late to make another mother. How you going to live forever now?
MOM
You shouldn’t talk that way.
TOM
You prefer weddings.
MOM
I wish you’d come home.
TOM
Suddenly, you’re here.
MOM
No. I tried to see you. Before.
TOM
What did I look like?
MOM
Who you are.
TOM
Who’s that?
MOM
I tried to visit. You wouldn’t accept visitors.
TOM
Who told you that?
MOM
They looked it up. On the computer.
TOM
The computers will figure it out. We’ll be happy then.
MOM
You must have told somebody something.
TOM
I tell lots of people lots of things.
MOM
I tried to see you.
TOM
Welcome to the food chain.
MOM
You have to do more than say you want to get out. If you say you’re sorry, they’ll bump you up. Then you could go home.
TOM
Who said?
MOM
The director. What’s his name. Dr. Murphy.
TOM
The Angel of Death? You believe Angel of Death Murphy?
MOM
That’s what Mr. White told me.
TOM
He tells lots of people lots of things. He gets paid to say things.
MOM
Maybe it’s true. There’s a chance.
TOM
If you want me to lie, get in line.
MOM
Not lie.
TOM
You sure now?
MOM
I’m sure.
TOM
Being honest gets you room and board.
MOM
I’m not asking you to lie. Just say you’re sorry.
TOM
I’d do it all over again and again. If they let me come home. With you. Every day. Forever. Besides everything else. I’d do it again. Where is he?
MOM
I don’t live with nobody now.
TOM
You could. You would. You always did. I always will. Merry go round with the little horsies to ride. You know. You put me here.
MOM
It’s better than prison.
TOM
Lots.
Quietly.
MOM
Make friends with the attendants. They give you a rating. Mr. White gives you a rating too. Dr. Murphy looks at the ratings. He evaluates them.
TOM
That’s what he does.
MOM
You’re getting worse. Not better. You have to get out of here. You can just stay at home. You have to have someplace to go. There’re not going to just let you walk out of here. I’ll sign.
TOM
There’s a cheaper way. Bill’s smart. He’ll figure it out. He’s an agent. He steals too.
MOM
They ask my opinion. Of course I’ll say ‘yes’.
TOM
That’s worth a lot.
MOM
You could get married, Tom. You had a girl.
TOM
She had me. That’s the difference and long live it.
MOM
I saw her. Just last month.
TOM
How many carriages did she miss?
MOM
She had a shopping basket. At the K Market. She was alone.
TOM
You don’t want that. If she’s got a triplet or two, that’s news for you. Some mom hits the jackpot. Not me. Unless they’re mine. In that case, you can have them all. Until they get away.
MOM
She asked about you.
TOM
What would I have said?
MOM
I said I was going to see you soon.
TOM
Tell her to buy low and sell high. Tell her bye for me.
MOM
I saw your friend, too. Jesse.
TOM
He’d die young but he’s so tame. The cheap stuff. Can’t live without a liver though. He’ll hit fifty before the wall hits him. I’m your son, Maw. Please. Help me. Bring me something.
MOM
You were a smart boy.
TOM
Save us all some money.
MOM
You could go back to school. You could go to college.
TOM
Those college boys! They live a long time sitting and typing and staring and thinking and marrying. Some passed-over bird wants her own geek to smother.
MOM
What are you talking about?
TOM:
Her own dweebs to feed, a pair of twins in a crib, looking out at the world like a sack full of kittens on the way to the pond.
MOM
Everybody wants children.
TOM
Too bad she needs a man at all. Such a waste of time, Ma. There’s another way a coming. If you could just hang on another hundred years, we don’t need to talk. Things’ll be on sale then.
MOM
Don’t you even care about your friends?
Quietly.
MOM
Whatever it is. Whatever you want. You can have it out there.
TOM
Did you bring the poison?
MOM
I didn’t bring anything.
TOM
Did you bring the gun?
MOM
I brung you some clothes.
TOM
You didn’t bring the poison.
MOM
I’m you’re mother.
TOM
I can tell. You want me to live. Bring me the rat bait. Then I’ll believe you. It’s cheap enough.
MOM
They said they’d make him better.
TOM
I am better. It’s the world that’s the same.
MOM
I can’t stand it.
TOM
You’ve only been here a little while.
MOM
Sheila, it’s never been easy. Living off welfare half the time. Working in a gas station. You got kids.
BILL
We’re not supposed to talk to visitors during visitation. Unless you want to leave. Do you want to leave? I’ll knock on the door.
TOM
Don’t have to knock. They can see. They can hear. They’re in the booth. Just say you want to leave, Maw. They’ll let you out right away. They like you. You lie good.
MOM
I know you got kids. A little one at home.
TOM
Mom’s got a secret baby too. West coast style. Time’s toys.
BILL
There’s not a lot of time left. You finished? You want me to knock?
MOM
I know. Believe me. I know.
TOM
If you keep quiet about it, they’ll make you live.
Sheila looks at Bill.
MOM
You got kids, Sheila. You know.
SHEILA
Let me know when you want to go.
MOM
I’m talking about making something possible.
Sheila looks at Bill.
MOM
Bill? You got a family?
Bill looks at Sheila.
TOM
Unless you lost them somehow.
Bill looks at his watch.
MOM
I’m talking to Bill. You got a brother, Bill? A sister? Bill, listen to me.
TOM
Bill’s had a woman. Just ask Maria.
MOM
I’m talking to Bill.
TOM
He’s been here longer than me.
MOM
Bill, there’s always someone. Tell him, Sheila.
BILL
I don’t really have anyone around here.
Sheila looks at Bill.
Bill looks at his watch.
MOM
You love someone, don’t you Bill? Girlfriend? Jesus? Do you love Jesus, Bill?
Bill looks around.
TOM
There’s no one in the booth today. Saves money.
BILL
We follow the rules. Whether there’s anyone in the booth or not.
SHEILA
He’s got a heart. It’s way in there, but he’s got one.
MOM
Sheila, you understand, don’t you? You know where I’m coming from?
SHEILA
I understand.
MOM
I got to get him out.
SHEILA
Talk to Mr. White. He might talk to Dr. Murphy about it.
MOM
I can’t talk to him any more. They didn’t fix him.
TOM
They fixed Maria.
MOM
Anyone can hand out pills. This place is no good for you. Sheila, what kind of a hospital is this?
TOM
The animals will be glad when we’re gone.
SHEILA
It’s Mr. Murphy’s hospital. He’s been here three years.
TOM
He’s gotten worse.
MOM
There must be a way out.
TOM
Sure. Thin out the radishes. Pull the runts and get on with it.
SHEILA
There’s no other way.
MOM
There’s doors.
SHEILA
Doors are checked, double-checked, triple-checked.
BILL
They check the checks.
SHEILA
It’s what they do.
BILL
Check things.
MOM
Bill cares about something else. There’s another thing he cares about.
TOM
Money. Or something to put it in. Nothing’s possible, if you’re right enough. Or tight enough.
MOM
I’m talking to Bill.
SHEILA
Are you from Pensacola, Tom?
TOM
I’m from right here.
MOM
We can dress him in these clothes. They looked in the pockets.
TOM
An honest woman.
SHEILA
You got to have a badge. You can’t get out without a badge.
MOM
Give him your badge. Or Bill’s. What do you say, Bill.
Bill looks at his watch.
BILL
Are you finished? You want me to knock?
SHEILA
If you’re finished, ma’am, just say so.
TOM
Don’t go, Mom. Sheila combed my hair for you.
BILL
If you’re done, I’ll knock and you can go home.
TOM
Thirty-thou’ll get me out. That’s the going rate for Bill. Commission for his mission. Or is it for fun? He gets to do stuff, Sheila. He gets to do stuff we don’t dare do.
MOM
We could just walk out. It’s possible.
TOM
Bill likes his job. He’s a company man.
SHEILA
They’d catch him sure. We’d be out of a job and he’d be back in. Things’ll just be worse than they are now. There’s only one way out. For Tom.
TOM
Two.
Bill stretches.
MOM
We can go to my sister’s. Near Orlando. I got a car. They won’t look. I drive careful. All they do is put out a bulletin. They don’t actually look. They’ll check the house. Once. That’s all. We can live at my sister’s. She goes to church twice a week, Bill. We could all go. Do you sing?
Bill looks away.
MOM
You go to church. I know you do. Not a Methodist. Baptist? Church of God? Assembly of God! That’s it. Isn’t it, Bill? Here in town. I know that church. They love Jesus there. Bill’s a good man. One good man can save the world. Just one is enough.
Bill looks at his watch.
MOM
What song do you like best, Bill? That’s a singing church. What song, Bill?
TOM
Yeah, Bill. Tell us.
BILL
Yeah. They sing there.
MOM
You’d get married in a church.
BILL
I like Old Rugged Cross.
MOM
That’s a beautiful song. Bill, there’s hope for Tom? Don’t you think?
BILL
Sure. He’s coming along.
MOM
You want him to get out, don’t you Bill?
BILL
Of course. But you have to talk to Mr. White.
TOM
I love Jesus. It’s the Christians I can’t stand.
MOM
You got to live though. Right, Bill? You got to live.
BILL
Your sister lives in Orlando?
MOM
Near Orlando. It’s nice there. She’s got air conditioning.
SHEILA
They get the hurricanes there.
BILL
You get the wind and the rain but not the high tide.
MOM
Sheila, you got a child. A daughter? You understand. You’ll do anything.
SHEILA
There’s things I wouldn’t do.
MOM
But you’d do a lot.
SHEILA
That’s why I’m here. On this job. For her.
MOM
So you understand.
SHEILA
I understand where you’re coming from but if I screw up, I’d be on the street. I could lose her. I’m not taking any chances.
MOM
I just wanted to see if you understood. Not everybody understands.
SHEILA
I understand alright.
TOM
Everybody understands. Some are just quiet about it.
MOM
Your boss. Mr. White. He doesn’t understand.
SHEILA
Not his job.
BILL
Thinks it’s an army.
Sheila moves closer to Bill.
SHEILA
Smoke where and when permitted. Right, Bill?
Bill looks away.
SHEILA
I don’t blame White, really.
BILL
He’s scared of Murphy.
SHEILA
He’s got no one to take it out on but us techs.
BILL
And housekeeping.
SHEILA
I pity housekeeping.
BILL
People come up with stuff.
MOM
But Mr. White.
BILL
Try to say something at the out-of-focus meetings. Just try.
SHEILA
For starts, he yells at you for something old.
BILL
Barks like a dog.
SHEILA
‘Go away.’
BILL
You forget what you came for.
SHEILA
You can’t talk to the man.
BILL
Why try?
SHEILA
Except it’s your job. Talking.
BILL
I was looking for a job when I found this one.
SHEILA
Not a lot else happening.
BILL
I need to unwind in the middle of the week.
SHEILA
I’ll probably stay home and play with my kid tonight.
TOM
No cigar for Bill.
BILL
Talk them up and talk them down.
MOM
Sounds like a terrible person to work for.
BILL
He gets points for screaming.
SHEILA
Tom, what does your aunt do?
TOM
Who?
SHEILA
Your mom’s sister. In Orlando.
MOM
Near Orlando.
TOM
She waits.
MOM
She goes to church.
TOM
She waits in church. Or she waits at home. In front of the TV. At night she waits in bed and then it’s morning. She only charges a thousand a month for waiting at home. Two in here. Unless Bill cuts their losses. Somebody has to pay, right Bill? Waiting for nothing is boring, unless you lie good. Pretend to laugh. The clock is winding down, Ma. Money’s running out. Someday there won’t be enough to pay the waiters.
MOM
You have to get out of here. And come home with me. Make friends with the attendants.
TOM
Why did you kill my father?
MOM
I didn’t kill anyone. I don’t know where he is.
TOM
With a knife?
MOM
With nothing.
TOM
What did he look like?
MOM
He looked like you.
TOM
Let’s not do anything until they find the body.
MOM
There is no body.
TOM
What about my foster mothers?
MOM
What about them?
TOM
Where did you put them?
MOM
I didn’t put them anywhere. I’ve lost touch with Mrs. Gross. You want me to try and find her?
TOM
Yes. Try.
MOM
I will.
TOM
But don’t succeed. We’ll have so much to wish for.
MOM
You have to want to live. Without that, there’s nothing.
TOM
And lots of it.
MOM
Make friends.
TOM
Things’ll get hot then. Okay if I say that, Bill?
BILL
Say whatever you want.
TOM
There’s things I can’t say.
BILL
Yeah? Like what?
TOM
You tell me.
BILL
I haven’t got a clue.
Tom stands and faces Bill.
Mom takes the bag.
MOM
Is there some where he could change? Don’t we get privacy?
TOM
I have to watch them. They’ve been violent.
MOM
You’re not in trouble? Mr. White said somebody had to be restrained.
TOM
I couldn’t do myself now could I?
Bill, who waits on the waiters? Who pays the waiters? And why? Just to keep the business going? Don’t think. Just work. Make baby. Feed baby. Watch commercial. If you complain too loud, if you keep people awake, restrain them. That’s good for Bill. He gets to do something. Can’t wait.
Who trains the trainers? What happens when the director figures it out? He’s been here a while. He could spring a leak soon.
I know there’s an opening. Maria’s. Looked just like a suicide, they shrugged. Bill’s a million times madder than me and he gets to go home. Car and everything. He’s getting worse. It’s a hospital after all. You can’t get mad enough to cancel my subscription. Can you, Bill?
MOM
Don’t talk that way. Bill, it’s just talk.
TOM
What about you, Bill? What are you waiting for? Sun spins around. Things dry up.
MOM
Has there been a death?
SHEILA
No. Maria lives on the floor. She’s fine.
Tom approaches Bill.
TOM
Sheila’s right. It’s not in the past yet.
BILL
I think you better sit down.
TOM
Bill knows it too.
BILL
I want you to sit down. I want you to sit down now. Or I’m going to knock.
TOM
You just going to knock? Is that all you’re going to do, Bill?
BILL
I’m telling you one more time. Sit down or I knock.
TOM
I’m still standing.
Bill looks at Sheila.
SHEILA
I think he can stand up, Bill.
BILL
Fine. Stand up. I don’t care.
TOM
Chicken shit motherfucker. Assfucker. Murderer. Alien mutant son of a bitch.
BILL
You want to leave, all you have to do is ask.
TOM
An honest man would have killed me for that.
BILL
You the judge?
Tom approaches Bill.
TOM
Am I threatening you?
BILL
I don’t think so.
Tom approaches Bill.
TOM
You can still make it to the door. You can knock.
BILL
Don’t feel the need.
TOM
What do you need, Bill?
Tom approaches Bill.
BILL
Right now?
TOM
Right now.
BILL
I need a cigarette.
SHEILA
If you want the meeting to be over, Tom, just say so.
TOM
Honest man.
MOM
I know I haven’t been a perfect mother.
TOM
I have already forgiven you for everything.
MOM
No you haven’t.
TOM
Next time, Mom, bring me a clown suit with a big nose and big shoes. I’ll look happy in that.
MOM
You could get bumped up.
TOM
Or off. You don’t live as long. Bill saves the governor thirty-thou each cut. Each year. Per body. Think about it. Ax-man. He’ll get a raise for that. I know Maria got a rise out of him. Her opening did. I don’t stand a chance. He only likes girls. Now. Maybe later. Not a good way to go but short, right Bill? Bill’s smart. He’ll figure it out. If I don’t flush him first.
MOM
Nobody wants to die.
TOM
Nobody wants nothing.
MOM
Don’t say that.
Knock at the door.
BILL
Time’s up.
The outside attendant opens the door.
MOM
Wait a minute. I’ve got another hour and a half.
Bill takes the bag.
SHEILA
Let’s go, Tom.
TOM
Just killing time, Ma. Bye.
MOM
Go your own way. I don’t care. I’ve had it with you. I’m never coming back. Never. I wanted to get you out today.
Make friends with Bill and Sheila.
Bill gives Sheila the bag.
Tom exits followed by Sheila.
Mom moves toward the door.
Bill moves between the door and Mom.
MOM
Sheila, what about my extra time?
BILL
Mr. White is in his office.
Lights down.
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