Cast of Characters
4 F, 4 M
MOLLY SATSUJIN: late teens, on trial, quiet/timid
MOLLY NO GRUDGE: late teens, psychopathic murderer, always peppy
JASE ELENGORE: late teens, jock and school bully, Molly’s crush
BETH MAGNORA: mid to late teens, Molly’s best friend, cocky/overly
INTERROGATOR: adult, late twenties to early thirties
DASEN SHANEN: late teens, Molly’s bully, jerky/ likes to go off alone
SALLY HENZWEN: late teens, Molly’s bully, crude/always selfish
COLE HENZWEN: late teens, Sally’s sister, Molly’s bully, crude/ selfish
Police Station in Seattle,
Abandoned Elementary school in Seattle
Both present and past (flash backs and videos)
The present. An interrogation room in the Seattle police department, the table
is downstage and sideways so audience may see both sides. Two chairs rest
on either side of the desk, one is turned more toward the audience while
the other is neatly tucked in and facing the desk.
A portable coffee mug sits on the edge of the table
next to a pair of sunshades. Nothing else nor anyone is in the room.
The unlocking of a dead bolt is heard off stage, the INTERROGATOR enters stage left,
he then turns and re-locks the door behind him before approaching the table,
his side of the table is with the chair turned toward the audience.
The Interrogator flops onto the chair rather unprofessionally, then
takes the sunshades off the desk and grabs the coffee mug, taking a swig of it before
sighing loud and satisfactorily and pulling out his phone.
At this time, there is the unlocking of the dead bolt off stage,
MOLLY enters stage right, as soon as she takes a few steps,
The dead bolt is heard again, Molly timidly approaches her side of the desk.
Ah, you must be Molly, I have heard quite a bit about you. Please, do sit down.
W-why am I here?
I believe you know why you are here, Miss Molly
MOLLY pulls out her chair and sits
down very neatly, she scoots herself
up to the desk like one would at school.
Yes, I believe I do know why I am here, but your accusations are wrong.
Now is that right?
He sets his mug back down,
checking to make sure
it does not fall before
turning his attention back to
Look Miss…Satsujin is it?
Wait….Doesn't Satsujin mean… murder in Japanese?
So what if it does? How is that my fault?
Hey now! I am not looking to start a fight here,
he spins his chair around so his chair sits
backwards, he sits on it so he
is now fully facing Molly
I am just here to figure out what really happened two weeks ago.
You know, that was really hard on me too, I lost my best friend! And you have the gall to come here and blame me for her murder?!
Calm down! I am not trying to piss you off here, but this is my job kid, and I need answers.
This is my personal business, and you are invading my rights to keep them to myself!
Molly, you could be holding vital information about who this sick homicidal jackass may be! We could bring them to justice and avenge your friends after what has happened to them!
Molly seems to take a moment to consider this,
she looks around a bit before finally looking at the Interrogator,
Molly huffs in what sounds like anger.
Fine, but only because Beth didn’t deserve the death she received
The Interrogator seems relieved by the
final cooperation from Molly,
he adjusts himself in his chair, getting comfortable
Alright, so what happened when you first awoke miss… (with amusement) Murder?
Molly sneers at the Interrogator,
un-amused at the poor pun attempt
Well let’s see… There was this really weird music playing….
The two continue to talk but now they are only mouthing words,
seeming absorbed by the conversation, the Interrogator gets out a pen and notepad.
He continues listening intently while taking notes.
The stage slowly fades to a blackout.
When lights come back on, Molly is laying in the middle of the stage alone,
she remains still for a few moments, the sound of dripping and an eerie, slow song are the only sounds.
Molly finally wakes, slowly sitting up. She uses her arms for support but quickly grabs her
left arm. She cringes in pain before looking around.
There is nothing special around other than a small music box further upstage.
Molly looks around a bit more, nursing her injured left arm.
This is my old elementary school…but why the hell am I—
Molly is caught off guard by a scream off stage, she rises to her feet
as quickly as she can, before running to the entrance upstage right.
Opening a door, Molly screams and backs away quickly.
The body of DASEN SHANYN falls in front of her, he is bloody and unmoving.
Oh my God!! DASEN!?
Molly leans forward, as she is about to poke the motionless male,
Dasen’s hand shoots out and grabs Molly’s wrist. Molly screams and wretches
her wrist away before flailing away from the body, gripping her wrist
which is now blood covered from Dasen.
Dasen! Look at me!
Molly kneels in front of Dasen, about to attempt to help him.
as soon as Dasen sees Molly, he acts as though he has seen a ghost,
he begins sputtering. Molly seems confused, trying to help Dasen;
Dasen begins to push himself away from Molly as best as he is able.
N- No!! Don’t touch me! G-g-GO AWAY!!
What are you talking about? I want to help you! The blood loss must be getting to you.
Molly rises to her feet, Dasen still trying to struggle away from her,
though he is getting nowhere.
I will go find something to stop the bleeding.
Molly exits stage left, Dasen relaxes, the dripping sound and music seem to stop now.
Dasen looks around weakly, there is nothing for a few moments.
Two hands suddenly grasp Dasen’s ankles from stage right
and begin to drag him back through the door he came from slowly.
Dasen attempts to scream, but there is no sound as he is dragged off stage,
he reaches out right before he disappears offstage left
An almost creepy giggle comes from off stage. Music and dripping start again.
After a few moments Molly enters stage left, she is holding bandages.
Dasen! I got you some band…ages?
Molly looks around, no signs of Dasen.
Molly continues looking around, stage slowly fades out.
Stage lights up back to Interrogator and Molly, in the
same places they were when the light faded out in scene I.
So, you left, and when you came back this… Dasen was gone?
The Interrogator goes for his coffee,
Molly angrily swings her hand, knocking the mug off the table.
The Interrogator stares down at his mug for a few moments,
he remains unmoving and staring at the coffee mug
after a few moments he turns to face Molly again.
I think I might have angered you.
You don’t believe me!
No, honestly I do not. Your story seems just a bit far fetched don’t you think?
No! No I don’t!
Look, Miss Murder—
Look, Molly, what you say seems very odd. I mean, you just happen to leave the boy unattended for a few moments, and then suddenly when you return he is magically gone? Doesn't that sound just a bit like a goose chase tale to you?
I…Well I guess it sort of sounds… Suspicious, but it is the truth! I was getting bandages to help stop the bleeding from his wounds! I heard a bit of a scuffle and when I returned… He was gone! You gotta believe me!
Let’s just continue, shall we?
Right… Well, after I had lost Dasen, I kept going. That was when I ran into Beth…
I believe this Beth was your friend yes?
Spotlight begins to fade out on the two
Yes...my very best friend…
Spotlight fades out on them completely.