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The Humans

Page 10

by Stephen Karam

huh . . .

  (Wandering farther back)

  . . . can I use a credit card

  for . . . yeah, but I’m gonna

  be paying her back so how

  much is—[wow, that’s a lot]

  . . . yeah . . .

  Erik wanders away from Aimee to finish the call with some privacy. He finishes the call—including giving the car company his cell phone number—with his back to us, he’s half-audible, not decipherable. Aimee rolls her eyes at Erik ordering the van, she finds it amusing, she goes downstairs. Deirdre quickly recovers from her crying spell once she hears Aimee coming downstairs.

  RICHARD

  Dessert is on the way . . .

  AIMEE

  DEIRDRE

  Thank you . . . so is a car . . .

  Oh man, I can’t believe there’s more food . . .

  Aimee helps bus some more dirty dishes to the kitchen.

  AIMEE

  (Sensing Deirdre’s a bit distressed)

  Mom, don’t worry about it, it saves me a cab ride—I can hitch a ride with you guys to Penn Station . . .

  ERIK

  (Descending the stairs)

  Okay, they’ll come at six . . . but we can change the time if you want . . .

  DEIRDRE

  AIMEE

  Sounds good . . .

  Okay, I can make a 7:05 train.

  DEIRDRE

  Thanks, Aimee, I’m embarrassed we had to do this—

  AIMEE

  Hey, first time for everything, right?

  Erik hands Aimee her phone. Aimee returns to the kitchen to help.

  DEIRDRE

  (To Erik)

  Are you too drunk to thank your daughter?

  BRIGID

  This is all from a local bakery . . .

  DEIRDRE

  (More pointed)

  Hey, are you too drunk to thank your daughter?

  This pisses Erik off, but he ignores Deirdre. Richard joins the table.

  RICHARD

  So what we’ve got is—this is rugelach, vanilla cupcakes, a chocolate croissant . . .

  DEIRDRE

  Wow . . . well today I officially fell off the Weight Watchers wagon, so . . . man, these all look good . . . hmm . . . I’ll have, uh . . .

  ERIK

  Give her the one with all the frosting, that’s the one she wants.

  Beat. That was the one Deirdre wanted, but now she’s too stung.

  DEIRDRE

  I’ll have, the, uh . . . I’ll, uh . . . / I’m gonna . . .

  RICHARD

  Which one can I get you?

  DEIRDRE

  Just gonna / . . . [sit here for a minute] . . .

  MOMO

  (Waking, barely audible, mumbled)

  . . . nairywheres do we blag werstrus, doll sezzer / big sussten back . . . sezz it whairidoll . . . er hairin sildern fernal garn ackening ery or loddinsezz . . .

  DEIRDRE

  . . . I’m gonna take her to the bathroom, yeah Erik? . . . / okay? . . .

  BRIGID

  ERIK

  I can help you—

  Yeah . . .

  DEIRDRE

  No I’m good.

  ERIK

  (To Richard)

  Would you help her get Momo settled upstairs, / I don’t want her lifting her by herself . . .

  RICHARD

  Sure . . .

  BRIGID

  Dad, I said I’d help . . .

  ERIK

  No, stay here, will you? / Stay here . . .

  Deirdre assists Momo into her wheelchair as Aimee returns to the table.

  BRIGID

  AIMEE

  Why?

  So hey, while everyone’s

  wasted . . . I’m having my

  intestine taken out next month,

  when I leave my job, / so . . .

  just FYI people.

  ERIK

  RICHARD

  Oh man . . .

  What?

  AIMEE

  Can I crash with you guys post-surgery? / . . . thought I’d let you guys take care of me?

  ERIK

  Yeah, God, we might . . . of course you can, God, / of course, Aimee . . .

  Aimee notices Deirdre is on the verge of tears.

  AIMEE

  Mom, I’m gonna be fine don’t freak out—

  DEIRDRE

  ERIK

  (Wheeling Momo out)

  Yeah, yeah . . . just we might

  I know, I know . . .

  be moving soon if, uh—

  AIMEE

  Really?—I thought—the sewers won’t be in yet . . .

  Deirdre continues to roll Momo toward the basement door.

  DEIRDRE

  MOMO

  Yeah, tell ’em about the sewers. /

  (Mumbling unintelligibly until she exits)

  . . . wheres’ll her annear . . . do

  you go hole in a wheres do you

  go hole in a wheres do go hole

  in a where to go hole in a

  wheres . . . where do we go

  hole in a . . .

  AIMEE

  BRIGID

  What’s going on?

  . . . Mom . . . [what’s wrong?] . . .

  ERIK

  DEIRDRE

  Nothing, nothing stay here,

  (To Brigid)

  okay?—everyone’s okay . . .

  I’m okay, stay here . . .

  (To Richard)

  Would you let them in upstairs?

  Deirdre and Momo exit.

  RICHARD

  Sure . . .

  Richard goes upstairs, opens the upstairs door and waits in the hallway for Momo and Deirdre to get off the elevator.

  AIMEE

  Are you sick?

  ERIK

  No no, no one’s sick, we’re good, just . . . we sold the lake property, okay? / To help with—

  AIMEE

  BRIGID

  Okay . . .

  What . . . when . . . ?

  ERIK

  [Not important] . . . St. Paul’s let me go, okay, so we’ve had to / tighten our belts and we’re figuring out—

  BRIGID

  Why would they let you go?

  ERIK

  —that’s not [important]—I’m not getting my pension now, they could fire me before it kicked in, all right / so now—

  AIMEE

  They can take away / your pension—?

  ERIK

  It’s [complicated]—they’re a private school so / they can do whatever—

  AIMEE

  But—why did they fire you?

  ERIK

  It’s [complicated]—they have this morality code, okay?, / St. Paul’s makes—

  AIMEE

  Okay . . .

  ERIK

  —you sign it / and if you—

  BRIGID

  Why would a morality code—were you, like, selling drugs on the playground?

  ERIK

  There was an incident and . . . all right?, so / they could—

  BRIGID

  What kind of—

  ERIK

  They could fire me . . . because of this incident, it’s—

  AIMEE

  What are you talking about?

  ERIK

  I cheated on your mom, with, uh, a teacher from school and . . . we’re okay but, I realize this is a lot to just [unload] . . . you guys okay?—

  AIMEE

  BRIGID

  [Uh, not really . . .]

  Just . . . [keep going] . . .

  ERIK

  —we worked through it, okay?, / we met with Father Quinn and . . .

  AIMEE

  Okay . . .

  ERIK

  . . . we’re good, but people talk and we don’t want you hearing from other people, okay? / We’d rather you hear it from us, okay? . . .

  AIMEE

  Okay, so . . . okay, so you guys . . . you just want us to . . . just . . . to know? . . .

  ERIK


  Yeah, and I’m already at a Walmart in Danville / just to keep money coming in—

  AIMEE

  God, Dad . . . for how long?—

  BRIGID

  Why the one in Danville?

  ERIK

  I don’t want kids from school seeing me there. Something full-time should open up this spring, so . . . / the trick’s been . . .

  AIMEE

  . . . so . . .

  ERIK

  . . . the cost of taking care of Momo’s been a surprise, / you wouldn’t even believe how much the [medical stuff costs]—

  BRIGID

  AIMEE

  Are you guys . . .

  . . . okay . . .

  So you’re behind?

  How much are you behind?

  ERIK

  Can Mom not retire now?—

  I don’t want you [worrying about]—

  AIMEE

  Would I be able to help out? . . . or—is it too much for me to even—

  ERIK

  I think—you’ve lost your job / and’ll have your own medical stuff to [worry about]—

  AIMEE

  Okay, I know, I know but I still want to know how deep a hole you’re in.

  Being buzzed almost makes things worse for Aimee and Brigid.

  UPSTAIRS: Richard now holds the door open; Deirdre wheels Momo inside. She doesn’t get far before she begins to hear the argument downstairs; it stops her from taking Momo to the bathroom.

  ERIK

  The plan is to sell the house and rent an apartment, we don’t need space / anymore . . .

  BRIGID

  Are there even apartments in Scranton? / Who lives in—

  AIMEE

  ERIK

  Of course there are—

  Hey, getting a place on one

  level will be good, Mom won’t

  be climbing stairs—

  AIMEE

  It doesn’t sound good, Dad / —it sounds like you’re in a deep hole—

  ERIK

  I’m working it out, Aimee—

  AIMEE

  Do you have anything saved? Dad, do you have any / savings?—

  ERIK

  We don’t have savings, Aimee / we’ve been stretched—

  AIMEE

  —okay, okay well you’re telling us this when you’re drunk / so sorry if I’m getting frustrated . . .

  ERIK

  —well we haven’t had savings for years.

  BRIGID

  Have you asked Uncle John to help?

  AIMEE

  He lives in a trailer, / you think—

  BRIGID

  That doesn’t mean he has no money—

  AIMEE

  That’s exactly what it means, / grow up . . . [fucking baby] . . .

  BRIGID

  ERIK

  Relax, I’m just . . . [I’m

  Don’t get upset with her, hey

  shocked, I don’t know what

  this is on me—

  I’m saying . . .] sorry I’m not

  grown up like you and make

  a ton of money—

  AIMEE

  Right, you’ve got no choice but to collect unemployment / while you try to—it’s not unfair for you to get some marketable skills—

  BRIGID

  ERIK

  That’s not fair—I can’t get a

  Hey easy, cut it out. Stop it,

  break if I’m working

  both of you, stop, this is on me

  full-time . . .

  and—

  (Recognizing Brigid’s distress)

  —hey, I’m working it out, /

  I love your mom, we’re good . . .

  Brigid isn’t sure what to do; something’s fallen apart for her, thoughts spinning . . .

  UPSTAIRS: Hearing their argument, Deirdre heads for the staircase. Richard attends Momo.

  BRIGID

  No, I’m glad you’re working it out but—

  you’re good but you’re not sleeping and Mom’s still eating her

  feelings, / it’s freaking me out—

  AIMEE

  (Referring to Deirdre at the top of the stairs)

  Brigid.

  Brigid turns, sees Deirdre at the top of the staircase. She heads upstairs to apologize.

  BRIGID

  Mom . . . / I didn’t mean it . . .

  ERIK

  Stay here . . .

  Aimee goes after Brigid.

  ERIK

  Would you stay down here, please? Brigid!

  AIMEE

  DEIRDRE

  Dad give her some space,

  Go talk to your father, please, /

  okay, we’re doing our best—

  I know you think something’s

  wrong with me, it’s not a news

  flash.

  BRIGID

  Mom—I will, but—I don’t [think that]—I think something’s wrong with everyone—please don’t act like a martyr / when I’m trying to apologize . . . you think I’m wrong to not wanna get married in a church so—

  AIMEE

  MOMO

  Hey, hey, you’re sorry, don’t

  (Barely audible)

  yell at her, okay / . . . just

  Nevery blacken where you come

  chill out?

  back do we go do we wheren

  blezzick . . . blacken where you

  come back do we go do . . .

  ERIK

  Can you guys come down and talk to me please!

  Thud.

  AIMEE

  BRIGID

  Dad you’re not helping, let

  (To Richard)

  me handle this . . .

  Can you go up and tell that

  lady how loud she’s being?

  ERIK

  RICHARD

  Brigid!

  I will, just relax.

  Thud.

  AIMEE

  Dad, / please shuttup . . .

  BRIGID

  MOMO

  I’ll do it myself . . . / I need

  (Mumbled)

  a breather—

  Nevery blacken where you

  come back do we go do we

  wheren blezzick . . . nevery

  where do we go back do we

  never go, where do we go hole

  you bitch . . .

  Momo’s growing agitation captures Aimee’s attention.

  Deirdre is massaging Momo’s hand, for herself as much as for Momo.

  RICHARD

  AIMEE

  Hey, hey hey no, no—let’s

  (Regarding Momo, to Deirdre)

  go for a walk, okay?—

  . . . is she okay?

  ERIK

  Brigid, please come talk to me.

  BRIGID

  (To Erik)

  I’m gonna ask that woman to stop banging her fucking feet.

  Brigid exits. This is worse than if she yelled at Erik.

  Richard stops Erik from following her.

  RICHARD

  MOMO

  Hey, let me . . .

  . . . nevery where do we go

  back do we never go hole you

  bitch / . . . nevery hole

  backenser he did thisserwe

  go black, go black . . .

  Deirdre walks to the staircase.

  DEIRDRE

  I’ve gotta . . . [go get some water downstairs] . . . I can’t hear her now . . .

  ERIK

  MOMO

  Yeah, I got this . . .

  . . . nevery where do we go

  (To Aimee)

  back do we never go hole you

  Go with her? She’s okay, just

  bitch . . . nevery black hole you

  give us some room . . . . . .

  do we you did this do we back . . .

  go with Mom, okay?

  (Fixed on Erik)

  Go hole. Go hole! Go hole! /

  Ohhhhhh God they’re every-

  where! They’re coming to your />
  you bitch what’s wrong with

  you . . .

  Aimee has never seen Momo like this. Aimee heads downstairs to look after Deirdre.

  Erik tends to Momo.

  DEIRDRE

  ERIK

  (Descending the stairs, barely intelligible)

  Hey, hey . . . shhh . . . shhhh . . .

  . . . what’s wrong with me . . .

  Momo is having her first real fit of the day. It’s terrifying. Erik has seen it before, but it’s still hard for him. It’s like she’s possessed.

  MOMO

  ERIK

  . . . Go home to fuck you you

  Okay, okay, okay . . . we’ll go

  bitch! . . . Aaaaawwwwhhhh

  for a walk . . . okay . . .

 

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