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SPINNER
A Drama in One Act

by William C. Seward


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William Seward :  lastromantic49@yahoo.com

December 2, 1998

Copyright © 1997 by Bill Seward


CHARACTERS:

RICK DINSMORE: 40's. Grandson.
MARGOT: Rick's wife.
D.W. DINSMORE: The Grandfather. About 80.
CLARA DINSMORE: Grandmother. A bit younger.
GRADY DINSMORE: Father. 60.
NELDA TARVER: Waitress. 20-30
BROTHER SNYDER Local Minister
SPUD BROWN Town character.
JEFF LAYTON Local farmer
BUS DRIVER


Time:
1970's, Saturday morning, early spring.



Scene:
Small town cafe. Rural setting. A few tables, counter w/ stools. Counter with exit to kitchen behind it. Front entrance visible. Decor is early dinette set. Some patrons enter w/ mail, etc.




Act I
Scene 1

(SETTING: Early morning cafe. Dishes rattling, coffee brewing.)

(AT RISE: SPUD and SNYDER are finishing a game of dominos. NELDA is bustling back and forth from kitchen to counter to tables.)

SNYDER.
(slaps last domino down, jubilant)
Domino!

SPUD
Domino, domino, the pope plays dominoes.

SNYDER.
Very funny, what have you got?

SPUD
Thirty-five.

(SNYDER marks his score, SPUD shuffles dominoes as NELDA approaches and refills their cups. This is daily routine for all. The game continues throughout the play, their remarks usually barely audible. SNYDER wins mostly.)

SNYDER.
(placing double five)
I've got the spinner. That's ten.

SPUD
You sure preachers don't cheat?

SNYDER.
Don't have to. God's on our side.


NELDA
More donuts?

SPUD
Not yet.

SNYDER.
I'll take some of that pie, Nelda.

SPUD
Giving in to temptation, Preacher?

SNYDER
I consider Frances' coconut pie a religious experience.

SPUD
I guess you would know.

(CLARA and D.W. enter from street. They are carrying mail. They have been married a long time. As the following dialogue continues, they cross to their regular table and sit. CLARA is somewhat dressed up, not quite Sunday best, but nicer than a house dress. D.W. is in work khakis, but clean ones. He wears a comfortable old hat or feed store cap.)

CLARA
Good morning Brother Snyder.

SNYDER.
'Morning Sister Clara . . . D.W.

D.W.
Brother Snyder . . . Spud.

SPUD
Plowing done, D.W.?

D.W.
Rick's gonna finish today.

SNYDER.
You really work that boy, D.W.

D.W.
He enjoys it, Brother Snyder.

CLARA
He wouldn't let us sell the place, said it should stay in the family.

SPUD
But working in the city all week, and the farm all weekend. . .

D.W.
Evenings too, sometimes.

CLARA
I just can't sleep for worrying about him.

D.W.
He says it's a break for him, clears his mind after being in the office all day.

SPUD
Not many people work for relaxation. Most fish or take up golf.

D.W.
Golf? I'd rather be bored.

SNYDER.
What would you know about it Spud? You don't even remember the last time you worked.

SPUD
Sure do. It was 1953, before my medical problems.

SNYDER.
Medical problems? You were just born tired and never got rested! Been fishing, D.W.?

D.W.
Too windy. Never have much luck when the wind's blowing. You and Sister Snyder coming for forty-two on Tuesday?

SNYDER.
We wouldn't miss it.

D.W.
Spud?

SPUD
I'll pass D.W., thanks.


(NELDA comes to the Dinsmore's table with coffee pot and cups (with saucers). CLARA is cool toward her, D.W. warm.)

NELDA
Coffee, folks?

D.W.
Two.
(NELDA pours and crosses to get cream etc.)

CLARA
I just do not know why Frances keeps her on.

D.W.
Nelda's okay.

CLARA
(Sarcastically)
You men think so, anyway.

(NELDA approaches. Places cream and sugar near CLARA. CLARA pours hers into saucer and blows on it to cool it, then drinks from the saucer. RICK and MARGOT enter from street. They approach the Dinsmore's table. They speak to all except CLARA and D.W. )

RICK
Morning Brother Snyder. Hi Spud.

SNYDER.
Morning.

SPUD
Rick . . . Margot.

NELDA
(from off)
Coffee, Rick?

RICK
(looks at MARGOT)
Honey?
(MARGOT nods)

RICK
(to NELDA)
Two, with donuts.

CLARA
(opening letter)
We won some free luggage, and a diamond watch.

RICK
You did that one last year, remember? They wanted you to buy that land at Lakeshores.

D.W.
Lakeshores!! I remember when it was called Griddle. Nothing but sun and rocks.

CLARA
But if it's free. . .

RICK
You still can't afford it grandma. Remember when you spent a hundred dollars getting that free television?

CLARA
That was for shipping charges.

D.W.
It didn't even work.

MARGOT
The silverware that time was nice.

NELDA
(with coffee and donuts)
That's how Frances furnished this place. Free silverware and lots of trading stamps.
(D.W. and RICK laugh, women ignore her.)
It's the truth!

CLARA
(opening another letter)
That T.V. Guide subscription of yours is almost up.

D.W.
Better renew it.

JEFF
(comes just inside street door)
Rick, come look at this. Oh, morning D.W. . . . Miz Dinsmore.

D.W.
Morning Jeff. What's going on?

JEFF
Just something Rick wanted to see.

RICK
I'll just be a minute.
(RICK exits to street.)

CLARA
I wonder what's so important.

MARGOT
Oh, you know Jeff, he probably got a new set of tires or something.
(points to another letter.)
What's that one?

CLARA
I don't know. It's postmarked Tucson. Who do we know in Tucson?

D.W.
Can't think of anyone. Open it, maybe we won something else. . . lake front property in Death Valley or something.

CLARA
You're something, you know that, just something.
(opens letter)
This is from Grady!

D.W.
What's he doing in Tucson?

CLARA
I don't know, let me . . . I just can't read it, here Margot, can you make it out?

MARGOT
He says "Just dropping a line to let you know I'm on my way home. I'm catching the bus, should be there Saturday, the 14th."

CLARA
Why, that's nice. It's been so long since we've seen him . . .wait . . . the 14th . . . that's today. D.W., Grady's coming home today!


D.W.
Our boy's coming home? Now?

SNYDER.
What's that, D.W.?

CLARA
Our son, Brother Snyder, remember Grady? He's coming home.

SPUD
It's been a long time since old Grady's been here. He didn't even come back for his class reunion. 'Course, nobody else did neither.

CLARA
Rick's always missed his father so. Oh, just wait till he hears.

RICK
(entering from street with JEFF. JEFF goes to sit near SNYDER and SPUD)
Wait till who hears what?

CLARA
Honey, it's your father, Grady, he's coming home.

D.W.
Clara just opened the letter, he's on today's bus.
(louder, to NELDA)
Nelda, put out the flag, the bus is bringing Grady home!

NELDA
It'll stop, Mr. Dinsmore, if someone's getting off.

RICK
He's coming here? What does he want?

CLARA
(Surprised)
He's your father, Rick. He's coming home to see you, and us.

RICK
There must be another reason. There's always something else.

D.W.
That's no way to talk about Grady. He brought you into this world.

RICK
And then he split.

MARGOT
Rick. . .

CLARA
(Dismissing)
If you say so.
(Louder)
Nelda! Did you put that flag out?

RICK
She said that it would stop anyway, Mom.

CLARA
Oh, she doesn't know. What if it doesn't.

D.W.
Grady's not going to stay on it all the way to San Antonio.

CLARA
He could be asleep, or reading.

RICK
(to MARGOT)
Or not even on the bus.

CLARA
Nelda, the flag!

                (NELDA has been nearby listening, now she starts to protest again, but after a look from RICK she goes and gets the flag, taking it outside. Returning immediately without it.)

                                                CLARA
When does that bus get here?

NELDA
(Checking clock.)
It'll be about an hour, I think.

CLARA
So soon?

D.W.
Now don't get into a state Clara.

CLARA
But there is so much to do. I have to put dinner on, air out his room. Should I get my hair done? You need a haircut.

D.W.
I don't think. . . .

CLARA
No, no time for that. Take me home. I'll get a cake started.

                (She gathers the mail, her things. Starts to the street door, D.W. following.)

                                              SPUD
Later D.W.

                                               RICK
Mom, wait. . . .

                (CLARA and D.W. exit. At about the same time, NELDA exits to kitchen.)

                                              MARGOT
Rick, what's wrong?

                                               RICK
It's always like this. They drop everything the minute they hear from Grady.

                                               MARGOT
He is their son.

                                                 RICK
And me, what am I.

                                              MARGOT
His son.

                                                  RICK
He's not my father, not really.

                                              MARGOT
I know how you feel, you've told me often enough. And you're right. But, whether or not you accept him as your father, he's still their son.

                                                 RICK
I've been their son for forty years. Twice as long as he was around. I've farmed the place since I could sit on the tractor and I work at the plant so we can afford to farm. He's done nothing, he's contributed nothing, he's meant nothing. He only comes through every ten years or so and stirs everything up.

                                               MARGOT
There might be something else.

                                                   RICK
I know, I said there was.

                                              MARGOT
You're forty years old, how old is your dad?

                                                   RICK
Don't call him that!

                                              MARGOT
How old?

                                                  RICK
Sixty, I guess.

                                                MARGOT
He's getting older now.

                                                  RICK
(Realizing.)
Oh, Jesus. You're right. He is coming back.

                                               MARGOT
He's retiring.

                                                  RICK
He's waltzing right back and taking over.

                                               MARGOT
He's their son.

                                                   RICK
GODDAMMIT!

(All are startled)

                                              MARGOT
SHHHH!

                                                 RICK
I'm gonna be out on my ear.

                                               MARGOT
You don't know that.

                                                 RICK
I've worked the place for forty years. I'm supposed to be a partner. It's all supposed to be mine someday.

                                              MARGOT
I don't think they would . . .

                                                  RICK
Of course they would, they will. You said it yourself, "He's their son." I'm not, I never have been. I could have left too. Old man Jackson offered me that job in San Antonio. I thought I owed it to them to stay.

                                              MARGOT
You always said your roots were here.

                                                 RICK
Sometimes roots don't go as deep as you think. I need to talk to Nelda.

                                              MARGOT
(Suspicious)
Her, why?

                                                RICK
I'll tell you later.
                (He exits to kitchen, MARGOT sits back down and picks at her donut. She is preoccupied, but can't avoid paying attention to the domino game which is still proceeding.)

                                            SPUD
Jeff, you want to play for me? I need to see a man about a dog.

                                              JEFF
Sure, if you want me to.

                                           SNYDER
Couldn't do any worse.

                                            SPUD
Keep your eye on the preacher, I think he's changing the spots.
                (Gives JEFF his dominos and crosses toward street door, pauses, turns back to SNYDER.)

                                             SPUD
Genesis, chapter 31, verse 49; "The Lord watch between me and thee, when we are absent one from another."
                (Exits through street door. Pause in conversation as play continues a couple of downs (turns).)

                                               JEFF
You know Brother Snyder, I don't understand something.

                                             SNYDER
What's that Jeff?

                                               JEFF
There are other folks around, why does the preacher spend time with the atheist?

                                           SNYDER
Well, first, he's not an atheist. Spud's more of an agnostic. Second, he knows more bible than anyone else around here.

                                              JEFF
(Downs last domino)
Domino.

                                          SNYDER
Well, I'll be! Here, you get forty off me.

                                              JEFF
Done.
(SNYDER shuffles dominos)

                                              JEFF
Doesn't the bible say that the devil can quote scripture too?

                                         SNYDER
That's right Jeff, glad you paid attention. Thing is though . . .

(SPUD enters)

                                SNYDER (Cont'd)
. . the devil doesn't play dominos.

                                           SPUD
The pope does though.

                                          SNYDER
Jeff won one for you.

                                           SPUD
Beginner's luck. You must have let him.

                                           SNYDER
(Quoting)
"It is impossible for a man to be cheated by any one but himself . . ."

                                             SPUD
(Finishes quote)
"As for a thing to be and not to be at the same time." Emerson.
                (SPUD sits in his chair, JEFF returns to his own. Play resumes.)
(RICK enters from kitchen.)

                                            MARGOT
(Catty)
Did you have a nice little chat?

                                               RICK
We need to go.

                                           MARGOT
No! I'm not leaving until you tell me what is going on.

                                               RICK
Nothing is going on.

                                           MARGOT
Sure! And you're not sneaking off behind my back to see that bimbo.

                                              RICK
She's not a bimbo. And no one is sneaking anywhere.

                                          MARGOT
But you can't tell me what you talk about.

                                             RICK
Why can't you just trust me?


                                          MARGOT
I'll trust you as far as I can throw you. You are not going to leave me, for anyone. If anyone leaves it's going to be me!

                                            RICK
What's leaving got to do with it? Are you tired of me?

                                       MARGOT
I'm not the one sneaking around with miss perky!

                                           RICK
No one is sneaking around with anyone. We've had this discussion too many times and this is not the place for it.

                                       MARGOT
(Indicating players.)
They don't care. Afraid you're sweetie will hear? Let's call her out here.

                                          RICK
No. I'm going home.
(Starts toward street door)

                                         MARGOT
Don't you dare walk away from me! You always walk away!
(Follows RICK)
Come back here!
(They Exit.)

                                         SNYDER
(Lays down double-five)
Spinner.
                 (SPUD and JEFF look at each other.)
(Blackout)

END SCENE 1





SCENE 2

                (SETTING: Same as before, one hour later.)

                 (AT RISE: SPUD and SNYDER still playing dominoes. NELDA is seated nearby, taking a break. No one else on stage.)


                                              SPUD
(On playing)
Fifteen.

                                           SNYDER
(Continuing a discussion)
So you maintain that it was a selfish act.

                                             SPUD
What else could it be? The writer says that it was not the season for fruit. There was none on the tree, so he killed it.

                                           SNYDER
But he was proving a point.

                                             SPUD
By killing a living thing? Was that a "Christlike" thing to do? Is that why we kill a living tree to continue a "pagan" celebration and call it "his" birthday?

                                           SNYDER
You make him sound like a spoiled child.

                                             SPUD
Like father, like son.

                                           SNYDER
I think Jeff was right.

                                             SPUD
That's a revelation. What about?

                                           SNYDER
Doesn't matter.


                (RICK enters from street entrance, sees NELDA and approaches.)

                                             RICK
What are we going to do?

                                          NELDA
Why do we have to do anything?

                                             RICK
You're right. You don't have to. But I do.

                                          NELDA
But you'll lose everything.

                                            RICK
It looks like I already have.

                                          NELDA
Don't be so sure.

                (D.W. and CLARA enter from the street, MARGOT right behind them. D.W. carries a newspaper. Women eye NELDA suspiciously, she moves away to kitchen. CLARA has put on a newer dress for the occasion. D.W. only changed to his best hat. MARGOT still looks as she did. D.W. and CLARA move back to their table, MARGOT crosses to RICK.)

                                            D.W.
Has the bus come yet?

                                           RICK
Not yet. Soon, I'm sure.    
                (CLARA digs through her purse for her makeup, D.W. looks at the newspaper.)

                                        MARGOT
(A bit catty.)
Did we interrupt you?

                                            RICK
(Absently)
No. It's all right.

                                        MARGOT
I thought we settled this. What did you have to tell her that you couldn't tell me?

                                            RICK
Just a problem she wanted me to help her with.

                                        MARGOT
I can imagine.

                                            RICK
No, I don't think you can.

                                         MARGOT
Oh, I can imagine a lot.

                                            RICK
Well, it doesn't matter now.

                                          MARGOT
It matters if you and that . . .that person are cooking something up. Don't forget who you are married to.

                                             RICK
You don't understand.

                                         MARGOT
Try me.
                 (They continue their discussion, but quietly.)

                                          SNYDER
(Quoting)
Therefore said I unto you, that no man can come unto me, except it were given unto him of my Father.” John six sixty-five.

                                             SPUD
"Is man only a blunder of God, or God only a blunder of man?" Nietzsche.

                                         SNYDER
(Plays last domino)
Domino.

                                            SPUD
I can't win to save my soul!

                                         SNYDER
That's just my point.

                                          CLARA
(Finishing makeup)
I wish that girl would leave Rick alone!

                                            D.W.
(still looking at paper)
Who, Margot?

                                           CLARA
You know who I'm talking about. She's twisted all you men around her finger since Frances hired her. And I'll never understand why she did.

                                               D.W.
You know why. Frances was always saying she wanted to retire and let someone else run things.

                                             CLARA
Well, why her of all people.

                                                 D.W.
No one else wanted the job. She's bright, she works hard.

                                              CLARA
(Ignoring that)
And above all, why move here? Nobody knows who she is, who her parents were. Two years ago she only had the clothes on her back. Now everyone treats her like the Queen of Sheba.

                                                 D.W.
Everybody has to be somewhere. Why do you suppose Grady's coming back?

                                               CLARA
You're as bad as Rick. Our son's been away a long time. It's time he came home.

                                                 D.W.
I wonder if he's in some kind of trouble.

                                               CLARA
Well, if he is, he needs to be with his family.

                                                 D.W.
What about Rick?

                                               CLARA
He'll be all right.

                                                 D.W.
I don't know. I think there's trouble between him and Margot.

                                               CLARA
He'll get his head on straight. Maybe when Grady gets here. . .

                                                  D.W.
Maybe.

                                                 SPUD
The fatted calf was killed for the prodigal son, how did that benefit the good son?

                                              SNYDER
Many people have had trouble with that. The lesson was about compassion, not justice.

                                                 SPUD
Let's save some compassion for those that deserve it. The prodigal doesn't always . . .return.

(GRADY enters from street door, carrying bags, just before SPUD says “return”.)

                                               GRADY
I don't believe anyone has moved an inch since I left here. Mom . . .Dad?

                                                CLARA
Grady!

                                                 SPUD
Domino!!

                                                  D.W.
Great to have you back son!

                                                  CLARA
Oh Grady, you look thinner.

                                                  GRADY
Just older, Mom.

                                                  CLARA
Your room is just as you left it.

                                                 GRADY
You know, you haven't aged a day Mom. As pretty as ever.

                                                 CLARA
(Touching hair)
Get on with you. Will . . . will you be staying long?

                                                GRADY
Just as long as you'll have me. I've decided this is where I want to be.

                                                CLARA
My prayers are answered!

                                                   D.W.
That's wonderful son, you know we could use the help around the farm.

                                                 CLARA
Why, yes. It's too much for Rick to handle alone. Oh! Rick . . . what are you doing over there? Speak to your father.

                                                 GRADY
That's Rick? You've become a fine looking man, son.

                                                   RICK
(Uncomfortably)
Good to see you, sir. I guess you'll be staying then.

                                                  GRADY
That's about the size of it.

                                                    RICK
There's someone else here you should say hi to.

                                                   GRADY
I know. This must be Margot. Mom sent me pictures of the two of you. She's even prettier than her picture.

                                                  MARGOT
Please to meet you, Mr. Dinsmore.

                                                     RICK
Yes, but I was speaking of someone else. Nelda. . .

                                                      NELDA
(Approaching)
Yes Grady, it's Nelda.

                                                       GRADY
Nelda! My god, I haven't seen you in years.

                                                      CLARA
What do you mean, Grady? Do you know this girl?

                                                       GRADY
Of course, Mom. Why didn't you tell me she was here?

                                                      CLARA
I . . . . .

                                                      NELDA
They don't know about me, I only told Rick.

                                                      GRADY
You never . . . Well, Mom. Let me introduce you to your granddaughter, Nelda.

                                                      CLARA
My granddaughter? What do you mean?

                                                     GRADY
Her mother and I were together for a while in Santa Fe. I didn't tell you because it didn't work out.

                                                    MARGOT
Rick, she's your sister?

                                                         RICK
Half sister, but . . . yes.

                                                       NELDA
He's been wonderful, the brother I've always wanted. I'm very lucky to have found him.


                                                BUS DRIVER
(Entering from street.)
Hey, buddy. You gonna get your other bags?

                                                        RICK
I'll get them.
(He exits)

                                                BUS DRIVER
Where's my new passenger?

                                                      NELDA
There isn't one, we just wanted to make sure you'd stop.

                                                BUS DRIVER
Course I'd stop with an incoming. Hadn't oughter put out the flag without a passenger. Against regulations. Coulda made me late.
(He exits)

                                                    GRADY
So you never told them?

                                                    NELDA
Mother told me where you came from, I wanted to find you, see what you were like. We hadn't heard from you in ten years, so I came here. I couldn't tell anyone but Rick. I didn't know if they would accept me.

                                                    GRADY
That's ridiculous. You're kin.

                                                     CLARA
Grady. . . Nelda. . .

                                                       JEFF
(Entering from street)
Mr. Dinsmore, Rick said to give you this.
(Hands something to GRADY)

                                                    GRADY
What's this?

                                                       D.W.
The tractor key.

                                                      JEFF
He gave it to me as he got on the bus.

                                                 MARGOT
The bus?

                                                     CLARA
Oh no! . . .Rick!

                                                       D.W.
Why would he do a fool thing like that?

                                                    MARGOT
Where's he going? How can he leave like that?
                 (They look at each other, speechless.)

                                                     SNYDER
Domino!!

                                                      SPUD
You know, I'm getting tired of losing this game to you.

                                                     SNYDER
How about a game of checkers?

                (CLARA goes into GRADY's arms, he holds her awkwardly.)

                                                    CLARA
It's good to have you home, Rick.

                                                     GRADY
I'm Grady, Ma.

(Blackout)
End of Play
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This play was first produced October, 1998 at Sam Bass Community Theater in Round Rock, Texas as First Place winner in their first One-Act Play Contest and Director Workshop.

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