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Death of the Salesman - essay and creative writing [5]
I have one other one that i did.
it was the creative writing question, don't remember which one though.
This one:
Stanley is polishing glasses. He looks up as Happy enters, stage right. He puts a glass in it's place as Happy takes a seat at the bar.
Happy: Stanley, pass me a drink will ya.
Stanley, getting a drink ready: I haven't seen you in a while. passes Happy a drink
Happy: I've been occupied with work really.
Stanley, nodding: You missed honey the other day.
Happy, shrugs: There is always another beautiful one to come in at anytime right? then he takes a sip of his drink.
Stanley: That's true but a real beauty like her doesn't come every once and a while.
Happy, shakes his head: There are more beautiful creatures out there. Not only her you know, Stanley.
Stanley: Of course. Say about that last night you came with your father.
Happy: Yeah what about it?
Stanley: Well, I was wondering about that night.
Happy: Oh and what about that night?
Stanley: I don't meant to intrude on your family business but your father wasn't really himself that night. In fact I found him in the bathroom on his knees.
Happy: You did. Did you? he finishes his drink and sets it aside.
Stanley, taking the glass Happy had finished: He was going on about plantting seeds and he need to find a store that sells them. I tell you i was quite worried for him.
Happy: Yeah well...there is nothing you could do for him. Pass me another drink will you?"
Stanley, obeys and fetches another glass and beings to mix a drink for him: I'm sorry that there was nothing much I could do. he passes the drink to Happy.
Happy: What can you be sorry for it is not your fault. Besides like I said he is in a better place.
Stanley: Well I tried to help him out.
Happy: That's good it didn't do him much good to plant seeds at night time. takes a sip of his drink
Stanley: You know you could have brought him home instead of leaving him there.
Happy: Oh, pop was doing fine. He had a fun time.
Stanley, sighing: For some reason I'm not sure he did. He seemed to be distressed about something.
Happy: Distressed is not the word.
Stanley, cleaning another glass: He is a poor old man. I felt sorry for him. But i can't begin to understand why you left him here that night.
Happy: I was out painting the town with two fine creatures and my brother. My brother needed some cheering up after the plan had fallen through.
Stanley, putting the clean glasses away: Yes, but how about your father? I sent him off on his own. He was distraught on finding seeds so he could plant them. At such a late time the man was thinking about seeds.
Happy, taking a sip from the glass: He was trying to plant a garden in the dark. he glances down at his drink that is in his hands.
Stanley: Oh, really.
Happy, nods in agreement: Mother was upset that we came home. He was out in the garden planting seeds.
Stanley: Planting in the middle of the night. That is crazy.
Happy: You are telling me.
Stanley: How is he now?
Happy, a little sadden: Oh there are many things that you would be surprised to hear. Many, many things.
Stanley: Oh? you don't say. Well you didn't tell me how he is yet you know?
Happy: He is dead.
Stanley, shocked: What when did that happen?
Happy: That is the same night that we left this very resturant.
Stanley: I'm very sorry to hear about that.
Happy, takes another sip from his drink then places his hand on the counter banging it hard: I have sworn to him that i will do right by picking up from where he left off. he then turns to look at the entrance.Stanley: That is good that you choose to honour your father like that.
Happy, shrugs: it's the best i can do. I will work my hardest to get ahead in life. and then to become number one! and maybe even get married.
Stanley: Will you do it?
Happy: Yeah.
Stanley: You know you shouldn't have left him. He really needed his boys to help him.
Happy, shaking his head: I don't think it would have made a difference.
Stanley, finishing cleaning the final glass puts it away: It could have.
Happy, gets up from the stool: It was nice to chat with you Stanley and have a few drinks. But i got to go. I have a big date tonight. he exits stage left.
Stanley watches him leave. the lights fade on the bar.
curtains fall