The unwitting heir
Scene 1
"Mrs Olivares? Mrs Olivares! Are you all right?" |
Mrs Olivares lies on her deathbed. Next to her sits her lawyer. Mrs Olivares has just finished dictating her will to the lawyer.
Mrs Olivares: Did you get everything?
L: Yes, madam.
Mrs O: Are you sure you got everything exactly right?
L: Yes, madam.
Mrs O: I don’t feel very well. (Her face shows pain and she closes her eyes.)
L: Mrs Olivares? Mrs Olivares! Are you all right? (She doesn’t answer.) Oh no, I’d better get the doctor. (L rushes out.)
The doctor and lawyer reappear.
D: (Feels Mrs O’s head and wrist). I’m sorry, but there’s nothing I can do. She’s dead.
Scene 2
"Excuse me, but isn't there more for me?" |
The second lawyer sits at a desk with the will. Mrs. O’s son and daughter enter the room together with Mrs O’s maid. All are crying and looking very sad. The former husband is in a far corner of the room (i.e., on the street), drinking beer and injecting himself with drugs.
L2: We are gathered here today for the reading of the last will and testament of Mrs Ines Gajardo Olivares. May I begin?
Son, daughter and maid: Please do.
L2: To my beloved son Miguel, I leave my closest companion, my dog Brittney. Please take good care of her.
Son: Oh yes, my dear mother. I’ll give Brittney all my love and attention. (He looks expectantly for the next part of his inheritance.)
L2: To my dearest daughter Rosita …
S: (Interrupting.) Excuse me, but isn’t there more? For me, I mean.
L2: No, I’m sorry there’s not.
S: (Stands up in great anger.) What? Nothing but the dog? That’s shameful. That’s why I always hated that old woman. (Sits down again.).
Daughter: (Looking expectantly.) Please continue.
L2: To my dearest daughter Rosita, I leave my farm.
D: (Stands up, looking shocked.) What, that old worthless piece of land? Why you can’t even grow weeds there! Surely there must be more.
L2: I’m sorry but there’s not.
D: Why that old witch! She’s cheated me again. (Sits down in anger.)
Maid: (Smiling.) We’re ready to continue now.
L2: And to my faithful maid, Carla, I leave all my clothes.
M: (Smile changes to shock and anger.) What? What do I want with the clothes of a stupid 80-year-old woman? And that’s all there is, I suppose.
L2: No, there’s one more thing, something very big…
M: (The smile returns.) And what is that?
L2: But it’s not for you, I’m afraid.
S, D, and maid: Who is it for?
L2: (Continues reading.) To my beloved husband Tomas, I leave my entire life savings, six million dollars.
S: Shame, shame! He’s nothing but a drunk!
D: And a drug addict!
M: And no one even knows where he is. Give us the money instead.
L2: I’m sorry, but that is impossible. This meeting is closed.
Scene 3
Three police officers walk through the room, looking for Tomas Martinez.
P1: Tomas Martinez!
P2: Mr Martinez, we have something for you.
P3: Tomas Martinez, you are now a rich man.
P1: Where are you, Tomas?
P2: Tell us where you are.
P3: You don’t have to live in the street anymore, Tomas. You’re the richest man in town.
Tomas hears the police and sees them coming. He looks afraid. He puts down his bottle.
T: Oh, no. The police are after me again. I’d better get out of here. (He staggers away.)
P1: There he is!
P2: Wait! We want to talk to you.
T: I don’t want to talk to you. (He keeps running.)
P3: Wait! You don’t understand.
T: Yes, I do.
P1: No really!
P2: You’re a rich man, Tomas.
T: I’m not stupid you know!
P3: We have six million dollars for you!
T: You can’t fool me! (He escapes.)
The police throw up their hands.
P1: Now what do we do?
P2: Keep looking. Maybe he’ll give us some of the money.
P3: Good idea.
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