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DEAD SOULS AND MRS MORRYS
A
PLAY
BY
T.J.COLLETT.
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CHARACTERS:
MRS ROSE MORRYS.AGED 43YRS
MR MORRIS MORRYS. AGED 45YR
LAMBERT LOUYS (Deceased)
CAMELIA LYSP (Deceased)
MRS CONSTANCE LYE. AGED 29YRS.
MR LYNDON SMYTH. AGED 32YRS.Deceased characters are only visible to
Mrs Morrys.
LOCATION:
HOUSE IN SEASIDE TOWN.
TIME: 1963.
Act One. Scene One.
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A semi-dark room. A round wooden table centre lower stage with four wooden chairs
all round it. Lower stage right a window with dark-blue curtains drawn back. Upper
stage left a door leading to passageway. Lower stage facing the auditorium a large
windowlooking out to the sea only visible to actors. After a minute, the door upper
stage opens and Morris Morrys enters carrying a heavy green tablecloth and a crystalball. He is wearing old flannel trousers, a white open-necked shirt and an old
waistcoat. He is a thin tall man with thinning hair. He walks slowly downstage to the
table. He stops and looks at the table. He puts the tablecloth and crystal ball on the
table and wipes his hands on his trousers. He then pulls out all the chairs from the
table and places the crystal ball on one of the chairs. He puts the cloth over the table
and fusses about the length of it all the way around it. He then places the crystal ball
in the centre of the table. He stands back and stares at the table. He takes a measuring
tape out of his trouser pocket and measures how central the crystal ball is from the
edge of the table all around. After a few moments when he is satisfied it is central, he
stands back looking at it. He then replaces the chairs around the table again measuring
the chairs and the distance between them. Once he is happy about it, he stands back
and puts away his measuring tape. Then he sits at one of the chairs and puts his hands
over the crystal ball.
Morris: Is there anybody there? (Pause.)Is there anybody there? (Pause.)If
theres anybody there, speak up or forever hold your peace. What a load
of bunkum, twaddle and hogwash. (Pause. Sits back and folds his arms.)Im
waiting. Waiting patiently. Waiting, waiting. Sitting here with my arms
folded waiting. (Pause.)Hell-o! Is there anybody out there? Mother? Are
you out there? (Pause.)Mrs Cryspin are you out there? (Pause.)God forbid
she is. What a load of rubbish this is. What a waste of time. (Door upperstage opens and Rose Morrys enters the room and closes the door softly behindher.)Is there anybody there?
Rose: Yes, Morris, me. What are you doing at the table?
Morris: Nothing, dear. Just putting things neat and tidy in preparation for
your first client.
Rose: Were you talking to yourself, Morris or have you discovered
hidden talents of medium ship? (Walks downstage to the table.)
Morris: Just testing the room for acoustics, dear.
Rose: And?
Morris: And, what?
Rose: And how is it?
Morris: How is what?
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Rose: The acoustics. (Stands looking down at Morris.)
Morris: Oh, yes, fine. Brilliant. Absolutely spot on.
Rose: Good. (Pause. Stares at Morris. Morris rises and places the chair backcarefully.)
Morris: Are the spirits keen today?
Rose: Keen?
Morris: Eager to speak. Enthusiastic about you waking them from their
slumbers to answer questions from tiresome relatives.
Rose: I am not a telephone switchboard operator, Morris. I act as amedium between the two worlds. The spirit world and this one. If the
spirits wish to speak through me they will if they dont then they wont.
Simple as that. (Looks at Morris as he stands there gaping at her.)Well, have you
checked all the equipment? Is it working all right? Is everything in
working order?
Morris: Yes. (Sighs.)Hidden microphone is ready. Tape recorder with
tapping and eerie noises is ready. Flashing lights are ready to turn on
from the switch in the other room etc etc etc. (Sighs.)Why all this, if youcan contact the bloody spirits in the first place? Or are they on strike? Or
cant you contact them at all? Are you really just a fraud out to make
money?
Rose: I have the apparatus just to be on the safe side. If a client wishes to
contact a lost relative and the spirit is being awkward I can at least give
them some hope and comfort by using the equipment.
Morris: Thats fraudulent and deceitful.
Rose: Its being protective and considerate to clients in distress. Would
you have me tell them that their loved one is not talking today because
theyre in a sour mood about the division of their will or theyre enjoying
themselves too much in the spirit world to bother talking to those they left
behind?
Morris: Honesty is the best policy.
Rose: Honesty is cruelty at the best of times. One must be prepared to
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stretch the truth a little. To consider the feelings of the bereaved. To keep
up the good name of Morrys Medium ship Enterprise. To keep a roof
over our heads. To pay our way. To keep you in the custom you think you
deserve.
Morris: Oh, dont bring me into it. I have a problem sleeping at night
now. All this deception is getting me down. My once clear conscience is
now dark and murky like pond water.
Rose: Morris youre being childish now. You have to be sensible about
these things. One doesnt live forever. One has to make ones way the
best way one can. (Morris walks to the edge of the stage and looks out at the
distant sea.)The divide between the two worlds is like a thin piece of cloth
in one way and like a huge chasm on the other. One must be honest withoneself, Morris, if with no one else. (Morris stands staring out with his hands in
his pockets. Rose sits down at the table and gazes at the crystal ball.) Hunting Deer
will help me when he can. Hes always there if Im having difficulties
with a client.
Morris: The mist on the water is thinning.
Rose: Hunting Deer has helped me before when Ive become stuck. He
helped me when Mrs Dimplick wanted to contact her husband and her
husbands spirit was uncooperative. Hunting Deer made suggestions.
Morris: The suns still too weak to make an entrance.
Rose: Mind you, they werent the sort of suggestions I could have placed
to Mrs Dimplick, but none the less, its the thought that counts.
Morris: The beach looks emptier than your mothers head.
Rose: Im sure all will be well today. Its Mr Lyndon Smyth first. Hewishes to make contact with his late mother.
Morris: More fool him. Best left alone. Never stir up a wasps nest if you
can help it. (Pause.)Lyndon Smythththth. Son of the late Mrs Maggie
Smyththth.
Rose: Morris are you feeling all right?
Morris: Yes, dear, just trying out my new teeth.
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Rose: Well off you go, I need to be alone with myself for a while to
contact my spirit friends and Hunting Deer. (Morris sighs and reluctantly goesoff upstage in a solemn mood. He shuts the door with a soft thud. Rose closes her
eyes. Silence.)
End of Scene One.
Act One. Scene Two.
Half an hour later. Same room. Room empty. After a minute two figures appear from
upper stage. Lambert Louys and Camellia Lysp both dead souls are only seen and
heard by Rose and the audience and each other. Lambert is wearing a 1940s grey suit
and is dark haired and youthful-looking. His accent is American. He is the dead soul
of a 1940s G.I. Camelia Lysp is blonde, slim and clothed in a red dress of the 1940s.
She is the dead soul of an English woman of the same time as Lambert. Both walkslowly down stage until they come to the table. Here they stop and look around.
Lambert: Here we are again. The old place doesnt appear to have
changed much, Honey.
Camelia: Even the wallpaper seems the same. And the curtains are
familiar.
Lambert: Nice to be back after twenty-odd years. Remember when we
used to dance in this room?
Camelia: Yes. We had that old gramophone with your Glenn Miller
records playing to all hours.
Lambert: Sure was fun. (Pause.)You fancy a little dance now, Camey? A
little fox trot?
Camelia: You know Ive not danced for so long Im not sure I know how.
Lambert: Sure you do. Once learnt never forgotten. Its like riding a bike.
Camelia: Im not sure I could ride a bicycle, now.
Lambert: Nothing to it. You just let your legs do the dancing. Nothing to
it, I tell you. (Music begins. Glenn Millers In the mood. Both of them hold handsand begin dancing around the room to the music. They are engrossed in the dancing as
the door opens and Rose enters with Lyndon Smyth. Rose frowns and looks about her
but doesnt at the moment see or hear anything, but something is disturbing her
senses. Lyndon is unaware of anything out of the ordinary. They go to the table. The
other two are still dancing.)
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Rose: Take a chair Mr Smyth, and relax.
Lyndon: Thank you, Mrs Morrys. (They both sit down. Rose in the chair on the
left and Lyndon the chair on the right.) A friend gave me your name.
Rose: Oh, I see. (Looks around the room as if unsure of her surroundings.)Can
you hear anything, Mr Smyth?
Lyndon: Call me Lyndon, please. Mr Smyth sounds so formal. (He listens,but hears nothing. Rose frowns and stares around the room. Lambert and Camelia still
dance around the room enjoying themselves. The music softens and after a few
moments fades.)I hear nothing, Mrs Morrys. Not a sound.
Rose: Im sure I heard something. (Lambert and Camelia stop near the table andlook at the couple at the table.)
Lyndon: What did you hear?
Camelia: Who are they?
Rose: Music. I thought I heard music.
Lambert: Thats Rose Morrys. The local medium.
Lyndon: Music? Why would you hear music?
Camelia: Not the Rose Morrys?
Rose: Ive no idea why I should hear music. Most unusual.
Lambert: Yes, the very same.
Lyndon: Well, I cant hear music. Nothing in fact except us talking.
Camelia: Not very good at it is she if she cant see or hear us.
Lambert: Shes not trying. If she focussed her energies she would, Im
sure.
Rose: Im sure I heard it. Dance music.
Lyndon: Dance music?
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Lambert: The dames caught hold of something though. Says she heard
the music.
Camelia: But not seen us obviously. Were standing here and she cant
see us. (Camelia waves her hand in front of Rose, but gets no response.)Blind asthe proverbial bat.
Rose: There. I heard a voice.
Lyndon: A voice? It was me. I just spoke.
Rose: No, not you. A different voice. A womans voice.
Lyndon: Is it my Mother trying to get through to me?
Lambert: You arent this guys mother are you, Camelia?
Camelia: No, perish the thought. Anyway, I never had chance to have
children. Being killed in my sisters bombed out house rather left me out
of the running for that sort of thing.
Rose: No, no. Ive not summoned anyone yet. Strange. Really strange.
Lambert: Shes sensing us. Her sixth sense is waking up. Shes warmingup slowly.
Camelia: Can she see us?
Lambert: Not yet. But I dare say she will soon.
Rose: Quiet!
Lyndon: Ive not said a word.
Rose: Not you. Others. (Rose looks around the room.)Were not alone.
Lyndon: Others? Not alone? (Lyndon looks around him nervously.)What
others?
Lambert: Who is this guy?
Camelia: Obviously a pestering relative looking to for his mummy.
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Rose: There it is again.
Lyndon: What? (Stands up and moves away from the table.)More voices?
Rose: Sit down, Mr Smyth. Youre making me nervous.
Lyndon: Me make you nervous? Im petrified. (Lyndon clutches hold of the
back of the chair.)Perhaps this wasnt a good idea after all. Mother wasnt
one for being disturbed when she was asleep. Shed get in the most awful
mood if she were disturbed. Father would tiptoe round her rather than
wake her.
Rose: Its not your mother, Mr Smyth. Its someone else.
Lyndon: Someone else? Who? I didnt come to talk to anyone else.
Lambert: Not a very friendly guy is he?
Camelia: Bit of a mummys boy obviously.
Rose: Hush Mr Smyth! Im trying to focus my senses.
Lyndon: I do apologise, Mrs Morrys, but I came here to speak with my
mother and not be told to hush by the very medium who was supposed to
help me contact my mother.
Rose: I cant focus if you keep on talking, Mr Smyth.
Camelia: The poor dear.
Lambert: The dames trying to sense us.
Camelia: Not trying hard enough, then, is she.
Rose: There! Again a womans voice.
Lyndon: Are you sure, its not my mother?
Camelia: Shall I pretend to be his mother, Lambert? Put the poor boy out
of his misery?
Lambert (Laughs.)That would be a laugh, Camey, but Im not sure shed
be impressed. Not our Rose Morrys.
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Camelia: But it would be fun, Lambert. Ive not had fun for years and
years.
Lambert: Well, I guess it cant do any harm. Sure, have go, Camey. See
what happens. (Rose frowns. Then closes her eyes.)
Lyndon :( Speaks to the room loudly.) Is it you, Mother? Are you there?
Rose: Will you, hush! (Opens her eyes and stares at Lyndon.)
Lyndon: I wont hush if my mother is trying to contact me. I want to
contact my mother.
Rose: Then, please, Mr Smyth, let me concentrate. (All is quiet. Rose closesher eyes again. Lyndon sits down in his chair again softly. Lambert walks to the
window and stares out. Camelia stands by Rose and sighs.)I hear nothing, now.
Camelia: Hello.
Rose :( Sits up but still has her eyes closed.)Is there anyone there?
Camelia: Hello, Rose.
Rose: Is there anybody out there?
Camelia: Listen, Rose. That young man is trying to contact me.
Rose: I hear a voice.
Lyndon: Who? Is it Mother?
Rose: Hush. Who are you?
Camelia: Im Mrs Smyth.
Rose: Who?
Camelia: Mrs Smyth.
Rose: Mrs Smyth?
Lyndon: Mother?
Camelia: Yes, Mrs Smyth. (Camelia puts her hand over her mouth to prevent
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herself from giggling.) Is my son, Lyndon there?
Rose: Yes, he is.
Lyndon: Mother?
Camelia: Can you ask him why he came? (Camelia struggling not to giggle.)
Rose: Why he came?
Lyndon: It is Mother. Mother? Can you hear me, Mother?
Rose: Hush, Mr Smyth! (Rose opens her eyes and glares at Lyndon. Lyndon
Looks away.)I need silence or I wont hear what your mother is trying to
say.
Lyndon: Mother never has problems making people hear what she has to
say.
Rose: But I need silence. (Rose sighs and closes her eyes.)Now. Mrs Smyth.
What was it you wanted to ask me?
Camelia: Why did my son come to contact me?
Rose: Why?
Camelia: Yes. Why did he come to make contact with me?
Rose :( Talking to Lyndon. Opens her eyes and looks at him with a frown.)Why did
you come?
Lyndon: You know why I came. To make contact with my mother.
Rose: Yes, but why?
Lyndon: Why what?
Rose: Make contact with her. Why did you want to?
Lyndon: Because shes my mother.
Camelia: Oh, dear. If I were his mother, Id disappear to the far regions ofthe Spirit World.
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Rose: Sorry?
Lyndon: Because shes my dearest mother and I wanted to ask her about
a number of things.
Rose: Not you, Mr Smyth, her.
Lyndon: Who? Her?
Rose: Your mother. She asked me a question and Ive missed what she
said.
Lyndon: What did she say?Rose How do I know if you will keep on interrupting me?
Lyndon: Sorry, Mrs Morrys. I just get so anxious.
Camelia: Oh, no, not an anxious son. God protect us from anxious sons.
Lambert: Camey, dear, best not to bring God into this, he may not
appreciate what youre doing.
Camelia: Habit of speech. Cant forget my old ways.
Rose: Your old ways are troubling her.
Lyndon: My old ways? What old ways? (Lyndon sits up nervously.)I havent
any old ways. I have never had old ways.
Rose: Well, thats what she said.
Camelia: What does my son want with me?
Rose: He hasnt said.
Camelia: Well, ask him again.
Rose: What did you want?
Lyndon: What do you mean what do I want? I want to contact my
mother.
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Rose: I know what you want, but why do you want to contact her?
Lyndon: Havent we been down this avenue before? I told you why.
Rose: Why?
Lyndon: Because shes my dear mother and I want to ask her a few
questions.
Rose :( Speaks to Camelia.) Because youre his mother and he wants to ask
you some questions.
Camelia: I see. What questions? (Tries not to giggle.)
Rose: What questions?
Lyndon: Whom are you talking to Mother or me?
Rose: You. You, Mr Smyth.
Lyndon: Oh, I see. Well. Well you see, Mother, since your sad departure
Father and I have not quite seen eye to eye over your tombstone
engraving.
Rose: Tombstone engraving?
Camelia: Oh, God.
Lambert: Camey. Remember what I said about using Gods name too
lightly. His angels keep on telling you about it.
Camelia: Sorry, I forgot.
Rose: Forgot, what?
Lyndon: Tombstone engraving.
Camelia: This is too much.
Rose: She says its too much.
Lyndon: Whats too much?
Rose :( Speaks to Camelia.) Whats too much?
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Camelia: Im not sure this is a good idea after all, Lambert. Its getting a
bit confusing.
Rose: Your Mother says its getting a bit confusing.
Lyndon: Whats a bit confusing? Mother what is confusing?
Camelia: Lambert I need a bit of fresh air.
Lambert: All right, Honey. Lets go off for an hour or so. How about
Hyde Park? Not been there since 1942.
Camelia: Oh, yes. Hyde Park. Here we come.(Both Lambert and Camelia
walk upstage and disappear.)
Rose: Hyde Park?
Lyndon: No. Not Hyde Park. St.Peters Cemetery.
Rose: She mentioned Hyde Park.
Lyndon: Why did she mention Hyde Park?
Rose: I dont know. (Rose sniffs the air and opens her eyes.)Shes gone.
Lyndon: Already? Shes only just come.
Rose: Well, she's gone now.
Lyndon: Why?
Rose: She didnt say goodbye. Just went.
Lyndon: Thats not like Mother. Mother always said goodbye. No matter
what mood she was in, she would always say goodbye.
Rose: Well, she's gone and hasnt said goodbye.
Lyndon: Oh, dear. I hope shes not upset. Mother can be easily upset.
Rose: Best try another time, Mr Smyth. Well make another appointment.
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Lyndon: All right. However, I hope were more successful next time.
Rose: Im sure we will, Mr Smyth. These things happen when contacting
the Spirit world. Sometimes the line is a bit unclear.
Lyndon: Until next time, then.
Rose: Yes. Next Wednesday? Same time?
Lyndon: Fine. Hope Mother comes through.
Rose: Im sure she will. They usually do. (Rose and Lyndon rise and goupstage to the door and go out.)
End of Scene Two.
Act One. Scene Three.
Early afternoon. Same room. After a minute Lambert and Camelia enter upper stage.
They wander downstage to the table and chairs. Lambert pulls out a chair and sits on
it.
Lambert: Hyde Park is not what it was.
Camelia: The grass is not so green.
Lambert: And so many people were wearing such ridiculous clothes.
Camelia: The colours were bright though. Lovely bright colours with
such short skirts.
Lambert :( Says this softly.)Yes, such short skirts. Lovely legs. Shame Im
dead.
Camelia: And what about the men dressed as they were?
Lambert: Such are the times, Honey such are the times. (Pause. Looks at the
crystal ball.)She doesnt actually use this thing does she?
Camellia: Oh, I expect she does. These types are forever using these.
Lambert (Puts his hands over the crystal ball.)I see a tall dark stranger.
Camelia: Do you really?
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Lambert: Sure. Hes seven feet tall, has the colour of coal, and is forever
singing: Mammy, Mammy Id walk a million miles for one of your
smiles my mammy.
Camelia: How droll. You nearly had me smiling, then.
Lambert: This Rose. Whats she up to?
Camelia: Up to?
Lambert: Yes, whats her angle?
Camelia: Angle? Angle?
Lambert: Sure, whats she after?
Camelia: Shes a medium isnt she?
Lambert: Not a good one thats for sure.
Camelia: She doesnt try hard enough. If she were to focus, shed be quite
good I should imagine.
Lambert: Well see just how good she is.
Camelia: What are you up to?
Lambert: Just a little joke. Just a little test.
Camelia: Oh, Lambert, were supposed to be passed all that. Have to
think of higher things.
Lambert: Plenty of time for higher things, Honey. These mediums arebeyond me. Why fake things? Why pretend you can talk to the dead when
you cant?
Camelia: Perhaps she can, but shes too lazy to try hard enough. (Pause.Morris enters through the door followed by a young woman with light brown hair and
a figure that is slim and the eyes the colour of blue ice. They wander downstage to the
table and chairs. Lambert and Camelia look around at them. Lambert rises from the
chair and walks with Camelia to the window.)
Morris: Who moved this chair? (He places the chair back tidily and dusts thechair with his handkerchief. Once this is done, he measures the chair with his tape
measure.)I cant bear sloppiness. My wife is liable to be a little sloppy.
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Constance: Really?
Morris: Oh, not concerning her medium ship. There is stricter than a
demented headmaster with a toothache.
Constance: Headmaster?
Morris: Figure of speech, my dear, figure of speech.
Constance: Whos speech?
Morris: My wifes.
Constance Im confused.
Morris: So is she at times.
Constance: I have come to the right place havent I? Rose Morrys?
Morris: The very one. Rose Morrys best medium in the South. No
contact too small, no palm reading too large. Shes the wonder of the age.
Constance: I want to contact my late fianc. He died you know.
Suddenly.
Morris: Rose will make contact. Shes an old hand at it. She can make
contact with any spirit of the other world.
Constance: I miss him you see. He and I were due to marry. It was all too
sudden.
Morris: I am sorry.
Constance: Will you wife we long?
Morris: Shell be here anytime now. Just getting herself ready.
Constance: Is she in a trance?
Morris: No, the loo, she has a funny tummy.
Constance: Oh, I see. But shell be all right to contact Reggie?
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Morris: Oh, yes, no doubt. Shell contact old Reggie before you can say
mothers drawers are on the line.
Constance: Whos mother?
Morris: Mine probably. (Smiles weakly.) Or someone or other. (Laughsnervously.)
Constance (Stern faced.) Is your mother here?
Morris: No, thank God, shes with Lucifer giving him hell no doubt.(Constance looks at Morris with a sense of unease. Morris stands by the table fiddling
with his waistcoat.)Look, Ill see where she is. You take a seat. (Morris walksupstage and out of the door. Constance sits down and looks around the room.)
Lambert: What a pretty dame. I could lose my heart to her if I had one to
lose. And those legs. That face. Those eyes. Why did I have to die on D-
Day?
Camelia: Youre supposed to reach a higher level after death. Such
worldly thoughts will only drag you downwards.
Lambert: Ive an eternity to think of higher things. Right now, Im
focussing on those legs and those eyes. (They both move towards the table.)If Icould touch her hand, Id be the happiest soul dead.
Camelia: Your guardian angel almost despairs over you. She told me
youd give her grey feathers.
Constance: I do hope she wont be long.
Lambert: The angel speaks.
Camelia: Your angel is a saint.
Lambert: If only I could hold that hand. Smell that hair. Feel her
closeness.
Constance: I wish I could speak to Reggie myself. I hate relying on other
people to do things for me. Why cant we all be mediums?
Camelia: If you hadnt died such a martyrs death, youd be elsewhere
now.
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Lambert: Can you sense her vulnerability?
Camelia: I see only a young woman who wishes to disturb her fiancs
soul from his peace and quiet.
Lambert: Youre jealous. You see only competition and a good-looking
dame causing a stir in me.
Camelia: Some things never change. I thought youd be different after
death, but youre still the same as you were when alive. Have you learnt
nothing being a dead soul?
Lambert: Yes, Honey, I have. No booze, no dames and all the choirs of
angels you can want from dawn to dusk. If there were such things asdawn and dusk where we are.
Camelia: Oh, poor you.
Lambert: Poor me, thats right. Honey. All my mental facilities intact but
no physical ones to match.
Camelia: Whats to moan about? You have no worries, fears, hungers,
thirsts, or strong desires.
Lambert: Speak for yourself, Camey, I have plenty of desires unfulfilled
and screaming out for satisfaction.
Camellia: You want too much. Death is a great liberator.
Lambert: Death stinks.
Camellia: Hush. (Puts her finger to his lips.)Not so loud. You dont want to
be reincarnated do you?
Lambert: Sure, as long as it's not as a woman or a mouse.
Camelia: I thought youd got used to being a dead soul?
Lambert: Everyone has his or her bad days. This is mine. (Constance riseswhen she hears the door upper stage open and Rose enters humming Brahmss
lullaby. She stops and looks around. Constance stands by the table staring at Rose.
Lambert moves next to Constance and sniffs the air. Camelia goes back to the
window and looks out. Silence. Stage fades into darkness.)
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End of Scene Three.
Act One. Scene Four.
Five minutes later. Rose and Constance are sitting at the table. Camelia and Lambert
are by the window.
Rose: And you want to contact your fianc?
Constance: Yes. My dear Reggie.
Rose: When did he pass over?
Constance: Pass over? He didnt pass over, he died.
Rose: Yes my dear Miss Lye, its the same thing. We in the medium
world refer to dying as passing over.
Constance: Oh, I see. Pass over means to die?
Rose: Yes, passing over to the spirit world.
Constance: And that is where my Reggie is?
Rose: Oh yes, Im sure he is. One of the ascended ones.
Constance: Ascended ones? Is that good or bad?
Rose: Oh, good, my dear. Really good.
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Constance: He was a good man, was my Reggie. The life and soul of the
party.
Lambert: The dead and soul of the party, now, no doubt.
Rose: Whos that? (Looks around the room.)Is there anybody there?
Constance: Only me.
Rose: No not you. I heard a voice. (Stares around her slowly.)
Constance: Was it my Reggie?
Rose: Could have been.
Lambert: Reggie who? No Reggie here. Can you see a Reggie, Camelia?
Rose: There it is again.
Camelia: No. Perhaps he ascended too high for Rose to contact.
Lambert: What fun.
Rose: Fun?
Constance: Fun? Is my Reggie having fun?
Camelia: That depends.
Lambert: Hello, Rose.
Rose :( Looks around her, screwing up her eyes.)Are you Reggie?
Constance: Reggie? Are you here Reggie?
Lambert: Oh, yes, Reggie here dead and soul of the party.
Camelia :( Whispers.) Dont Lambert.
Rose: I can hear you, but cant see you.
Lambert: Youre not trying hard enough, Rose.
Rose: He says hes trying hard.
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Constance Trying hard to do what? (Looks intensely at Rose.)
Rose: Hello? Reggie?
Lambert: Hello, Im still here.
Rose: Trying hard to do what?
Lambert: Me, trying hard to do what?
Rose: Yes. What?
Camelia: Lambert youre being naughty now, stop it before someone getshurt.
Rose: Whos that? Another voice. A womans voice.
Lambert: Now youve torn it (Looks at Camelia.)
Rose: Whos that with you, Reggie?
Constance: Whos with my Reggie? Is it his mother, Mabel?
Rose: Is that Mabel with you, Reggie?
Lambert :( Moves away from the window and wanders along the edge of the
stage.)Mabel? Who the hells Mabel?
Rose: Oh, dear.
Constance: What is it?
Lambert: Camelia youve started something now. The poor dears think
youre someone called Mabel.
Rose: Reggie says Mabels in Hell.
Constance: I did used to wonder about her and her funny ways.
Camelia :( Moves along next to Lambert.)What am I to do?
Rose: Reggie?
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Lambert: Yes?
Rose: Whos with you?
Lambert: Camelia Lysp.
Rose: Lisp? Does she?
Constance: Who lisps?
Camelia: This is getting beyond a joke, Lambert.
Rose: A joke?
Constance: Whos joking? Is that my Reggie? He always was a one for
jokes.
Lambert: Oh, yes, (Laughs.) Deaths a bundle of laughs.
Rose: He says something about a bundle of laughs.
Constance: Laughs? He was a one for his jokes. (Laughs uneasily.)However,
dyings no laughing matter when youre the one left behind.
Rose: Oh, but the spirit world, Miss Lye is beyond our understanding.
Things happen there, which we have little knowledge of.
Lambert: And you least of all, Rose.
Camelia: Rose Morrys youre not at your best being a poor medium. Try
harder.
Rose: Try harder, Reggies friend says.
Constance: How dare she say such things! What does Reggie mean by
teaming up with one so rude?
Lambert: She means you, Rose, should try harder.
Rose: Me? What is she to me?
Camelia: A dead soul fed up with second-rate mediums who con
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vulnerable people.
Rose: Vulnerable people? Me?
Constance: Whos talking to whom?
Lambert: Camelia speaks her mind when shes upset, Rose. Nothing
personal. Just the way things are with her.
Camelia: Dont be so patronizing, Lambert.
Constance: Now, Im confused.
Rose: Im being spoken to by two spirits and can see neither.
Lambert: Try harder, Rose.
Camelia: Focus your mind.
Constance: I cant see or hear anything.
Rose: Are you still there?
Constance: Of course I am.
Rose: Not you, Miss Lye, them.
Constance: Them? Is Reggie there still?
Rose: Im not sure.
Lambert (Moves toward the table.) What does Miss Lye want?
Rose: Want? Want?
Constance: Reggie are you here?
Camelia: Go suck a lemon.
Rose: Reggie are you still there?
Lambert: What does Miss Lye want?
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Rose: What do you want?
Constance: Who? Me?
Rose: Yes. Reggie wants to know what you want?
Constance: Want? Want? I want to know how he is?
Rose: She wants to know how you are?
Lambert: Im fine. Never felt better. Full of spirit.
Rose: Full of spirit?
Constance: Is he drunk?
Camelia: Oh, my giddy aunt. What did Reggie see in her?
Rose: Quiet, Camelia.
Constance: Is she still here? With my Reggie?
Rose: I think so.
Lambert: No wonder Reggie never came.
Rose: Reggie says he neverWell never something or other.
Constance: He never what?
Camelia: Kissed her I should imagine.
Rose: Be quiet, Camelia.
Camelia :( Moves towards the table and stands by Lambert.)Dont tell me to be
quiet, Rose Morrys.
Rose :( She sits back in her chair as she sees both of the dead souls before her.)I can
see them. Both of them.
Constance: Where?
Rose: Here. Beside us.
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Constance: Near by?
Rose: Almost touching your shoulder.
Constance (Jumps up and runs downstage towards the edge.)Dont say that. Imscared.
Lambert: So you should be you silly woman.
Rose: Now, now, Reggie. Mustnt be rude to your fiance.
Lambert: Fiance? Her?
Rose: I know death changes people, but you cant have forgotten aboutConstance being your fiance.
Lambert: Cant I?
Constance: Forgotten me? How could he? The swine.
Camelia: Oh, dear, what have you done, Lambert?
Rose: Lambert? Whos Lambert?
Lambert: My best friend. Known him for ages.
Camelia: Best shut up or thatll blow it wide open.
Rose: What are you talking about?
Constance: Ill never try to contact you again, Reggie.
Rose: Wait, Miss Lye, dont be hasty. These things do happen.
Lambert: Tell Constance Im sorry for any mistakes.
Rose: Reggie says hes sorry for any mistakes.
Constance: What mistakes?
Rose: What mistakes?
Lambert: I should have said I miss her.
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Rose: He says he misses you.
Constance: Misses me? Really?
Rose: So he says.
Camelia: Like a hole in the head.
Rose: Camelia! Hush!
Camelia: Dont hush me you fraud!
Rose: Dont you call me a fraud you floozy.
Lambert: Tell Constance shes the best thing that ever happened to me.
Rose: Reggie says youre best thing that ever happened to him.
Camelia: Apart from falling and breaking his neck over Lovers Leap.
Rose: Camelia, if you dont behave Ill curse you to Hell.
Camelia: Go suck lemons you silly woman.
Lambert: Camelia, please Honey, try to keep calm.
Camelia: Tell this mediocre medium to hold her tongue.
Rose: You spineless spirit of a loose woman!
Camelia: You toad-faced harpy!
Constance: Is there a problem?
Lambert: Camelia, Honey, lets go for a walk to cool off. (Takes Cameliashand and rushes with her upstage and out of sight. Rose looks after them.)
Constance: Well?
Rose: Well what?
Constance: Whats happening?
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Rose: Theyve gone.
Constance: Gone? Reggies gone? (Walk back to the table.)Gone where?
Rose: Hes gone back to the spirit world. Taken that floozy with him.
Constance: Floozy? Reggie was with a floozy?
Rose: Thats men for you, Miss Lye, dead or alive.
Constance: Shall I come back another day?
Rose: Yes, it might be best. Let the spirits rest. Let them rest. (Constancenods her head, walks to the table, and sits facing Rose. Stage fades to darkness.)
End of Scene Four. Act One. Scene Five.
Late evening of the same day. A small bedroom. A door upper stage right. A double
bed lower stage left. An old dressing table with stall lower stage right. Lower stage
edge, a window looking out at the sea and evening sky. Rose is sitting at the dressing
table in her white nightdress brushing her hair. Morris is in bed reading a book.
Rose: A hectic day.
Morris: What?
Rose :( Speaks louder.)Hectic day.
Morris: Has it?
Rose: Yes, it has. Not that you would notice. You wouldnt notice if an
elephant charged through the house at full speed.
Morris: Something wrong, dear?
Rose: Oh, no, all is sweet and pleasant as a morning rose, Morris.
Morris: Good. Nice roses.
Rose: Are you listening to me, Morris?
Morris :( Lowers his book and peers over it.)All ears, dear.
Rose: I said its been a hectic day. Things have happened. Spirits havebeen aroused.
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Morris: Not mine thats for sure.
Rose: Souls have appeared to me.
Morris: Really? Is that something new? Arent they supposed to appear to
you? You being a medium and all that?
Rose: And one of them was most rude.
Morris: Rude? Do they have rude spirits? I thought they were supposed to
me pleasant and wise and calm and all that.
Rose: This one was rude.(Brushes her hair harder.)
The damned floozy!Morris: Really? Oh, what a surprised that must have been. Anyone we
know?
Rose: No. Well, not me anyway. Not sure about you.
Morris: Who was she?
Rose: Camelia something or other. A right floozy.
Morris: Sounds interesting.
Rose: She wasnt at all interesting.
Morris: And this Miss Lye, did she know this Camelia Whatshername?
Rose: No. She was with Miss Lyes fianc.
Morris: Oh, so there is life after death after all.
Rose: Sounds very unlikely to be allowed in the Top Place.
Morris: Top Place?
Rose: Heaven. Not likely they came from there thats for sure. Those two
were definitely Purgatory types to me. Cant have that too often. Give me
a bad name.
Morris: You dont really believe all that do you? I mean its just nonsenseisnt it?
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Rose: What do you know of anything? Youre just an earthbound bore.
Nothing goes beyond your interest in horseracing or sea fishing.
Morris: At least thats real. Not a figment of a weird imagination.
Rose: So say you. Mr. Brain-dead of 1963.
Morris: Oh, dear, another sleepless night.
Rose: You can depend upon it.
Morris: I thought so.
Rose (Pause. Puts her brush down. Looks at Morris in the mirror.) Sorry Morris.
Not your fault Ive had a hectic day. Not your fault that Im neurotic.
(Sighs.)I did see two spirits today. As real as you there in bed. As clear as
day. As lively as a two year old. (Pause. Sighs,) Oh, Morris what am I going
to do? Ive never had such spirits before. They really were most strange.
They looked rather odd. Like they didnt belong. That they were
somehow
Morris: Come to bed, Rose and forget the dead souls.
Rose: I cant. They really were here.
Morris: What here in our bedroom?
Rose: No, in my study. Both of them came without my reaching out for
them in my trance.
Morris: Perhaps they were keen.
Rose: He was Reggie and she was Camelia.
Morris: Reggie and Camelia. Sounds romantic.
Rose: I hope not. Miss Lye wouldnt like that.
Morris: Like it or lump it. Whats it to do with her now hes dead?
Rose: Women are like that. They like men to be faithful for all eternity.
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Morris: Not until death us do part?
Rose: Not according to Miss Lye.
Morris: Poor Reggie.
Rose: Poor Miss Lye. (Rises from the dressing table, walks to the edge of the
stage, and peers out at the evening sky and sea.) She wanted to know how he
was and there he was with his bit of floozy on his arm.
Morris: Oh, dear, not very wise. Should have left her elsewhere.
Rose: Now Miss Lye wants me to contact her Reggie again.
Morris: What a glutton for punishment.
Rose: She thinks he will see the error of his ways. (Pause.)What a lovely
moon. The way it sits on the sea like that.
Morris: Full moon?
Rose: New moon.
Morris: Full moon, new moon, whats the difference its all moon?
Rose: It matters to us romantics. It makes all life seem worthwhile.
Morris: Come to bed, Rose. Leave the moon and the sea and cuddle up to
me.
Rose: Poor Miss Lye.
Morris: Lucky old Reggie.
Rose: Damned floozy that Camelia whatshername. Deserves to have her
hair pulled and her face slapped.
Morris: Come on, Rose, give me the benefit of your passion. Dont waste
it on that Miss Whatshername.
Rose :( Walks upstage to the bed and climbs in beside Morris.)I must be firm with
them next time. I cant let them upset Miss Lye. Poor Miss Lye.
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Morris: Never mind Mrs Morrys let Miss Lye rest for another day.
Rose: And I hope that Floozy doesnt come next time. Most unsavoury.
Morris: Cuddle up close, Mrs Morrys and leave those dead souls foranother day.
Rose: Poor Miss Lye. (Sighs.)Naughty Reggie. (Light fades slowly.)Oh, too
to be in Brighton now (Light fades more.)Morris! (Giggles.)Morris! (Light
fades out.)Morris Morrys behave yourself! (Giggles.)Poor Miss Lye. (Giggles.Silence.)
End of Act One and Scene Five.
Act Two. Scene One.
A few days later. Early morning. The room is set out as before except the table is
bare. The curtains are drawn and the room is dimly lit. After a minute or so Lambert
and Camelia enter from upstage and Glenn Miller music starts up. Lambert and
Camelia join hands and dance downstage and around the table. Lambert is dressed as
before and so is Camelia. After a few minutes, the door upper stage opens and Morris
enters carrying a green tablecloth and a crystal ball. The music stops and the dancers
pause. Morris walks slowly downstage to the table. He puts the tablecloth and crystalball on a chair and looks around the room. Lambert and Camelia walk hand in hand
and follow Morris as he walks to the window and draws back the curtains. The room
becomes brighter.
Morris: Good morning, Mr Sun. (Pause.) Have you brought a nice day
with you? (Pause. Morris peers out the window. Lambert and Camelia stand justbehind him.)
Lambert: He talks to the sun better than he does his wife.
Camelia: Well, the sun cant answer back and that gives him a sense ofpower.
Lambert: Mind you, Honey, if I had a wife like Rose, Id rather talk to the
sun.
Morris (Walks back to the table where he puts the green cloth over the table andspends time fussing over its exactness all the way around the table. Lambert and
Camelia stand and watch. After he is happy about the cloth, he places the crystal ball
in the centre and measures it all the way around with a measuring tape from his
pocket until he is happy it is dead centre. Then he sits at the table.)Is there anyone
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there?
Lambert: Yes, Morris, were here, but you cant see or hear us.
Camelia (Sits opposite Morris.)Morning Morris. How are you this morning?
Morris: Are you there, Mother?
Lambert: The guys calling up his mother.
Camelia: Perhaps he loved his mother.
Lambert: If you love someone, why disturb him or her with endless calls.
Morris: Hello, Mother. Morris here.
Camelia: Perhaps he misses her.
Lambert: So what. So he misses his ma. Who gives a damn? His mas too
busy enjoying her rest to give a damn about a son who cant leave her in
peace.
Morris: How are things, Mother?
Camelia: If I remember rightly, your mother was always calling after you
when you passed over in 1944. She had that Dougright Woman trying
endlessly trying to contact you.
Lambert: Sure, but she was my ma. Whatd you expect?
Morris: Is there anybody out there?
Camelia: Your mother tried month after month.
Lambert: Youre just jealous because nobody bothered to contact you
after you passed over.
Camelia: Jealous? Me? I never gave it a thought.
Lambert: Oh, come on, Honey you were downright upset that no one had
bothered to contact you.
Morris: Is there anyone out there? (Door upper stage opens and Rose enters. She
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hears Morris and stares at him. Lambert and Camelia become almost frozen in
movement.)Is there anyone there?
Rose: Morris Morrys what are you up to?
Morris (Stands up quickly and pushes back his chair.)Oh, Rose, its you. I was
just trying out the chairs.
Rose: Of course you were, Morris. Youve made enough noise to wake
the dead.
Morris: Noise? What noise?
Rose: Music, talking, and prancing around the floor like a demented Fred
Astaire.
Morris: I never heard music. And I certainly wasnt dancing.
Rose: Well I heard it and it came from this room. (Walks downstage to the
table and pauses when she sees Camelia sitting there.)What are you doing here?
Morris: I told you. I was trying out the chairs.
Rose: Not you, her.
Morris: Her, who?
Rose: What do you mean her who?
Morris: Whom are you talking to if not to me?
Rose: Her. Her there at the table.
Morris: I see no one. (Looks around the table and underneath.)Are you sure,
youre all right? Not been at the gin again?
Rose: Well? What are you doing here?
Camelia: Lambert and I have just dropped in for a while.
Rose: Lambert? Who is Lambert?
Morris: Lambert? How should I know?
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Lambert: Hello, Rose. (Lambert appears to Rose from behind her back. Rose steps
backwards shocked.)How are you, lady?
Rose: Youre not Lambert youre Reggie. Your Miss Lyes Reggie.
Lambert: Miss Lye?
Rose: The young girl I had here a few days ago when you were here.
Camelia: Thats right. Reggie. Stop getting Rose confused. Hes always
doing that Rose. Calling himself names and getting me confused at times
as well.
Morris: What young girl was that, Rose? I never had a young girl in here.
Camelia: Sometimes he calls himself Napoleon and that really confuses
me.
Lambert: Sorry, Rose, just jesting with you. I like the name Lambert. My
best fiend was called Lambert and I kind of like the sound of it.
Rose: Miss Lye will be most upset if she finds out you were here and she
wasnt.
Morris: Miss Lye? Wasnt she the young girl from the other day?
Camelia: And once he called himself Running Bear and that really upset
the angels up there.
Rose: I hope youre going to stay until she can contact you, young
Reggie?
Lambert: Miss Lye? Yes, sure I remember her. Wasnt she the pretty
dame?
Rose: Shes your fiance. How can you forget your fiance?
Camelia: Hes always forgetting things, Rose. The other day he forgot he
was dead.
Lambert: My Fiance? Well, Ill be damned.
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Camelia: Im surprise you arent after the life youve led.
Morris: Miss Lyes not my fiance. Im a married man. Im married to
you.
Lambert: Are you sure, shes my fiance?
Rose: Yes she is. And shes very upset that youre so absent-minded.
Morris (Walks away from the table scratching his head.)I know I have a bad
memory, but Id remember if she was my fiance.
Camelia: He remembers, Rose. Hes just getting you all agitated.
Rose: Im a professional medium. Im here for the sake of others not just
for the fun of it.
Lambert: Well, Im a dogs dinner. If that isnt something odd. A fiance
I dont remember ever having.
Rose: Shameful.
Camelia: Reggie, behave.
Lambert: Reggie?
Camelia: You.
Lambert: Oh, me? You mean me?
Rose: Yes, you. (Pause. Rose sits down in one of the chairs next to Camelia.Lambert sits down next to Rose. Morris stands by the window.)
Morris: Im confused, Rose. Im absolutely confused.
Rose: What are you moaning about, Morris?
Lambert: Yes, go away Morris; youre not part of the club.
Rose: You leave, Morris alone. Hes nothing to do with you.
Morris: Ill go get the other room ready. Things are beyond myunderstanding here. (Morris walks upstage hurriedly and disappears out of the
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door.)
Rose: Now, look what youve done.
Camelia: He was getting in the way, Rose.
Rose: Dont you, Rose, me.
Lambert: Lets calm down. Lets just calm down. (Pause.)
Rose: Morris is a sensative man. Hes easily upset. Cant have you going
around upsetting him.
Lambert: He cant see or hear me, so how can I upset him?
Camelia: Me neither. It was you who confused and upset him, Rose, not
us.
Rose: It was you told him to go.
Camelia: He cant hear us.
Lambert: Cant see us.
Rose: Well, you shouldnt have said that to him anyway whether he could
see or hear or not.
Camelia: All right. Were sorry.
Lambert: Sure, were sorry, Rose.
Rose: So you should be.
Lambert: So we are.
Camelia: Yes. We are. (Pause.)Sorry.
Rose :( Sighs. Looks at Lambert.)What are you doing here anyway?
Lambert: We like it here.
Camelia: Yes, we used to stay here during the War.
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Rose: What war?
Lambert: The big war. Number two.
Rose: How can that be? If youre Miss Lyes fiance?
Lambert: Who said I was her fiance?
Camelia: How old is she?
Rose: She told me she was twenty-nine. The wars been over for eighteen
years so that would have made her eleven years old in 1945. How old was
she when you became engaged to Miss Lye?
Lambert: Hard to remember after all these years.
Rose: You cant remember?
Camelia: He has a terrible memory, Rose.
Lambert: Really terrible, I cant remember who I am sometimes.
Rose: You cant remember how old your fiance was when you became
engaged to her? What is it with you Americans that you engage so
young?
Camelia: How old do you think she was, Rose?
Rose: If shes twenty-nine now she couldnt have been more than ten or
eleven then. Thats disgusting!
Lambert: I cant recall engaging her at all.
Camelia: Reggie try harder.
Lambert: Was it in 1944? Couldnt have been after that because I passed
over in June 1944. Maybe it was 1943?
Camelia: That was a good year for you, Reggie. You were made a
sergeant.
Rose: That would make Miss Lye nine years old when you became
engaged to her. Thats terrible! Utterly utterly terrible!
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Lambert: Oh, I guess it was a little naughty. Nine years old? Really?
Camelia: Some girls dont look their age.
Lambert: Yes, some dames look twice their age.
Rose: Twice their age? Twice their age? How can a nine-year-old girl
look eighteen?
Lambert: I dont recall anything about her.
Camelia: It must have been that blow to the head.
Rose: What blow to the head?
Lambert: Shell. Blew me for six.
Rose: Shell?
Camelia: On the beach.
Rose: Beach? What beach?
Camelia: Normandy.
Lambert: And Camey here was bombed out in London by a V-2 rocket in
1945. I met her when she passed over.
Camelia: That was nice of him.
Lambert: Least I could do.
Camelia: There he was with open arms.
Lambert: And weve been together ever since.
Rose: But what about Miss Lye?
Lambert: What about her?
Rose: Shes your fiance.
Camelia: Well, thats not strictly true.
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Rose: What do you mean not strictly true?
Lambert: Camey and I have been leading you and Miss Lye astray.
Rose: Astray? What do you mean?
Camelia: We had never heard of Miss Lye until the other day. We
thought it would be fun to string you two along a bit.
Rose: Fun? String a poor unhappy girl along is fun?
Lambert: Well, no, I guess it wasnt fun really. Sort of complicated in the
end.
Rose: So youre not Miss Lyes fianc?
Lambert: No.
Camelia: Never been anyones fianc as Lambert.
Rose: So where is Miss Lyes Reggie?
Lambert: No idea. He never showed up the other day when you were
trying to contact him. So I kind of fitted in a bit.
Rose: That was wrong of you.
Camelia: Yes it was.
Lambert: So what now?
Rose: Miss Lyes coming here to contact her Reggie. And Reggie is what
shell need.
Camelia: But there isnt a Reggie.
Rose: Then you, Lambert will have to pretend to be her Reggie.
Lambert: Her Reggie?
Rose: Her Reggie.
Lambert: Must I?
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Camelia :} Yes.
Rose :} Yes.
Lambert: All right. All right. Ill be Reggie. But on one condition.
Camelia: What?
Rose: Yes, what?
Lambert: That its just for the one day only. No more after that. No more
being Reggie after that.
Rose: All right. Just the once.
Camelia: Just to put her mind at rest. (Looks at Lambert. Blows him a kiss.)
Lambert: Right, you dames. Youre going to see the best ever Reggie.
(Laughs.)The best ever that walked this side of the grave. (Pause. Rose looksat both of the dead souls and smiles. The room fades slowly into darkness. Silence.)
End of Scene One.
Act Two. Scene Two.
An hour later. The room is lit only over the table where Rose and Constance sit facing
each other. The rest of the room is dark.
Rose: So you want to try to contact Reggie again, Miss Lye?
Constance: Oh, yes, I must try to contact my Reggie again, Mrs Morrys.
Ive not slept properly since I was here last.
Rose: Ill see what I can do, Miss Lye. I cant promise anything. These
spirits dont have to come if they are not inclined to do so. Some can be
awkward buggers. I had one once who would not come and speak to his
wife. Said he was too busy.
Constance: Im sure my Reggie will come. He wasnt the type to refuse
me anything. Good sort he was. Salt of the earth.
Rose: Well, Ill try. Cant say fairer than that can I?
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Constance: It would pick me up no end if he were to speak to me again.(Pause.)We sort of left things in mid air. What with him dying and all that.(Pause. Lambert appears upper stage light opens on him gradually as he walks
downstage to the table. Rose spots him, but says nothing.)Oh, Mrs Morrys
wheres my Reggie?
Rose: Dont fret yourself, Miss Lye; Ill try to get into the spirit of things.(Rose closes her eyes and gives the impression of going into a trance. Lambert stands
behind Constance and looks at Rose.) Is there anybody there?
Lambert: Only me, Rose.
Rose: Is that you, Reggie?
Lambert: No, its me, Lambert.
Rose: I know that, Reggie.
Lambert: Oh, right, of course, sorry. (Waves at Rose who doesnt see him
because her eyes are closed.)Reggie here.
Rose: Reggie, your fianc is here.
Constance: My Reggie?Lambert: So what. What am I to do about it?
Rose: Have you anything to say to her?
Lambert: Sure, go back to the living.
Constance: Reggie? Are you here, Reggie? I miss you Reggie.
Rose: Your fiance wants to ask you some questions, Reggie.
Lambert: What is this? Am I to carry on with this charade?
Rose: Hes very close, Miss Lye.
Constance: Oh, Reggie, Reggie why did you have to die?
Lambert: One look at you dame and it inevitable that it could only end in
one way.
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Rose: Reggie, be constructive.
Constance: Why, Reggie? You know I love you.
Lambert: Rose, tell her to get herself another guy. Her Reggies not here.Tell her go get a life.
Rose: Reggie, behave!
Constance: Whats he saying?
Lambert: Get a life, Miss Lye. Go get yourself another.
Rose: I want you to be constructive. I want you to see thing from MissLyes perspective. Not go on about you and what you think is best.
Constance: What does Reggie think is best, Mrs Morrys?
Rose: He says you should find another. Find another man in your life and
forget him.
Constance: What man in my life? I dont have a man in my life. Only
Reggie and hes dead.
Lambert: What is it with this dame? Does she want to waste her life on a
dead guy?
Rose: Reggie is adamant you should forget about him.
Constance: Forget about whom?
Rose: Reggie. (Opens her eyes and stares at Lambert.)
Lambert: Hi, Rose. What bright eyes you have.
Constance: Forget about my Reggie? I cant. Hes my life.
Rose: What about my eyes?
Constance: Whats he saying, Mrs Morrys?
Lambert: Youve lovely eyes, Rose. Never noticed them before.
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Rose: Have I really? (Smiles.)Morris has never told me that.
Constance: Told you what? Whats Reggie saying?
Rose: That Ive lovely eyes.
Constance: What about my eyes, Reggie? What do you think of my eyes?
Lambert: Why doesnt Miss Lye go for a walk and breathe the fresh air.
Shes still the nose to do it.
Rose: Go for a walk, Reggie says.
Constance: Walk? Walk?
Lambert: Sure, Miss Lye, go for a long walk and find a guy who has a
limited eyesight and stupid enough to find you beautiful.
Rose: Thats not nice.
Constance: Whats the matter with Reggie? He never used to be like this.
Rose: The afterlife does things to people.
Lambert: Sure does. Makes you realise how short life is. Until youre
dead, that is, then it opens up to an endless plain of possibilities.
Constance: Oh, Reggie. I need you. I cant live without you.
Lambert: Well, you cant live with him.
Rose: Best relax a few moments, Miss Lye.
Constance: I dont want to relax. I want my Reggie to speak to me.
Lambert: What a dame. If her Reggie were here hed soon go again thats
for sure.
Rose: Reggie says you must find another and forget about him.
Constance: I dont want to forget about him.
Lambert: What about that Lyndon guy? Hed make her a good fiance
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wouldnt he?
Rose: Lyndon?
Lambert: Lyndon Smyth. The mummys boy?
Rose Oh, him.
Constance: Lyndon? Who is Lyndon?
Rose: You dont know him.
Lambert: Hed be just right for her. She could mummy him.
Rose: Lyndon Smyth. Yes, its a possibility.
Constance: Whats a possibility?
Lambert: Youll have to get them together somehow.
Rose: Thats possible I suppose.
Constance: Whats possible, Mrs Morrys? I need to know what Reggies
saying. (Rises up from the chair and stares at the crystal ball.)Reggie? Are you
there?
Rose: Please put down my crystal ball, Miss Lye, its been in my family
for generations.
Constance: Hello, Reggie. (Shakes the crystal ball.)Speak to me!
Rose :( Stands up and takes the crystal ball back from Constance and puts it on the
table.)Hes not in there. Hes here in this room. (Lambert stands beside
Rose.)Quite near in fact.
Constance: Where? (Pushes back her chair and flings her arms about her.)Am I
warm?
Rose: Miss Lye, this is not the behaviour Im used to from grieving
relatives.
Constance: I want my Reggie! (Stamps her foot.)I want him now!
Rose: Hush. (Puts her finger to her lips.)Youll frighten him away at this rate
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Miss Lye.
Constance: I want my Reggie.
Lambert: Tell her about Lyndon Smyth.
Rose: Reggie says you are fated to be with Lyndon Smyth.
Constance: Lyndon who?
Rose: Smyth.
Constance: What does he mean Im fated to be with this Lyndon Smyth?
I dont know any Lyndon Smyths. Never met one in my life.
Lambert: Go on, Rose. Push it. Tell her more.
Rose: Its your fate to be with Mr Smyth.
Constance: How do you know?
Rose: Reggie says so.
Constance: Hows he know who Im supposed to be fated to be with?
Rose: Its written in your stars.
Constance: Stars? Stars? What stars?
Lambert: I feel sorry for Lyndon Smyth, now.
Rose: Its your horoscope. Written in the stars. Reggie has seen it.
Constance: Seen it? Where?
Rose: He sees many things where he is.
Lambert: Thats true. Oh, so true. If only you knew.
Constance: Where is he?
Rose: In the spirit world.(Lambert walks away and goes upstage and disappears.)
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Constance: I thought you said he was here?
Rose: He is at the moment, but usually hes in the spirit world.
Constance: Oh, my Reggie, trying to pass me on to someone else.Doesnt he love me any more?
Rose: Loves you as much as ever, but wants you to find a life with this
Smyth fellow.
Constance: Smyth fellow?
Rose: Lyndon. Nice man. Single. Motherless.
Constance: How do you know?
Rose: Because he was here the other day.
Constance: Was he? What was he doing here?
Rose: Trying to contact his dead mother.
Constance: How sad.
Rose: Yes.
Constance: Did he?
Rose: Did he what?
Constance: Contact his mother.
Rose: Not successfully. Hes coming back to try again. Later today.
Constance: Really?
Rose: Yes. (Sits down.)Would you like to meet him?
Constance: I dont know. (Sits down.)Is he young?
Rose: Yes. Thirty-two.
Constance: Thirty-two? Thats quite young. Is he handsome?
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Rose: Very much so. Id like him myself if I were younger and not
married to Mr Morrys.
Constance: Is he rich?
Rose: Seems to be quite well off.
Constance: Could it be love at first sight?
Rose: If its fated to be so.
Constance: Reggie says it is fated so it must be. Oh, my Reggie. How
thoughtful he is. Oh, Reggie. (Sighs. Sobs.)Who am I to interfere with my
fate? Let me meet him, Mrs Morrys.
Rose: I shall arrange it, Miss Lye. Dont you worry. (Looks at Lambert who
shrugs his shoulders.)Reggies gone now. Hes says goodbye.
Constance: Goodbye, Reggie. (Sighs and sobs softly.)
Rose: Ill show you to my lounge. You can wait there for a while. (Roseand Constance rise and walk upstage and leave by the door. Room fades to darkness.)
End of Scene two.
Act Two. Scene Three.
Half an hour later. The table is lit up where Rose and Lyndon are sitting opposite each
other. Lower stage right a spotlight is on Camelia standing by the window.)
Rose: We will try to contact your mother, Mr Smyth if you will tell me
her Christian name.
Lyndon: Alyce. Her name was Alyce.
Rose: Right. (Pause. Closes her eyes and gives the appearance of going into a
trance.)I am calling on the name of Alyce Smyth. Her son, Lyndon is here.
He wishes to speak with her.
Camelia: If the woman has any sense, shell not show. Why cant they
leave their dead alone. Always trying to contact them, they are. Ive been
to many a sance. The dead souls wearily go along to pacify their
bereaved ones. But all they want is to get on with their death. To do thing
without the worry of cost or time or such.
Rose: is there anybody there?
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Camelia: Im over here Rose. By the window.
Rose :( Opens her eyes for a few moments then closes them.)Is that you Mrs
Smyth?
Lyndon: Mother? Is that you Mother? (Sits up and looks around the room.)
Camelia: Lambert told me about Miss Lye and Mothers boy here. They
deserve each other.
Rose: Yes, hes here, Mrs Smyth.
Lyndon: Mother? Its me, Lyndon. Lyndon your son.
Camelia: How many Lyndons did she know?
Rose: Yes, of course, Ill tell him.
Lyndon: Tel me what, Mrs Morrys, tell me what?
Camelia: Tell the man to grow up and get on with his life.
Rose: She says you must get on with your life.
Lyndon: Get on with my life? What does she mean?
Rose: She wants you to marry.
Lyndon: Marry? Marry? My mother wants me to marry?
Rose: Yes. A nice girl.
Camelia: Poor Miss Lye. What a fate that is.
Lyndon: I dont know any nice girls.
Rose: Your mother says shes seen your future.
Lyndon: My future? Mother? What have you seen that has persuaded you
to tell me to marry? You never wanted me to marry while you were alive.
Why now?
Camelia: The old biddy wanted him to herself while she was alive, now
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shes dead shes too busy living it up amongst the dead souls to worry
about him. Tell him about Miss Lye, Rose. Put the poor man out of his
misery.
Rose: Your mother says its time for you to marry now. She says shesseen the woman you must marry.
Lyndon: Seen her? Is she dead then?
Rose: No, seen her here in this life.
Lyndon: Who? Where?
Rose: A woman called Constance Lye.
Lyndon: Lye? Constance Lye? I dont know any Constance Lyes. How
can I marry a woman I dont know?
Rose: Your mother says she the one for you.
Lyndon: Really, Mother? The one for me? You always said that I was not
the marrying sort. That I was doomed to be a bachelor. Whats changed?
Rose:(Opens her eyes suddenly and stares at Lyndon.)Your mother says she was
mistaken. You are the marrying kind.
Lyndon: I am?
Camelia: Not very confident is he. Its a wonder he ever went to the
bathroom by himself.
Rose: Yes. Constance Lye. Shes the one she says.
Lyndon: How am I going to find this Constance Lye?
Rose: I know her.
Lyndon: You do?
Rose: Yes. She was here earlier.
Lyndon: Was she? What was she doing here?
Rose: Trying to contact her late fianc.
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Lyndon: Late fianc? How sad.
Rose; Yes, very sad.
Lyndon: And did she contact him?
Rose: Yes. He told her to find someone else.
Lyndon: How kind of him.
Rose; Yes.
Lyndon: How would I find this Miss Lye?
Rose: I can arrange that if you want to meet her.
Lyndon: Could you? But, how do I know shell want me after her fianc
died? She might not want anyone else after that.
Rose: She told me shed want to meet another man.
Lyndon: Did she?
Rose: Yes.
Camelia: Youre a poor medium, Rose, but a damned good liar.
Rose: Thank you.
Lyndon: Thank you?
Rose: Mother says Im doing well.
Lyndon: Did she?
Rose: Yes. Says Im a good medium.
Camelia: I rest my case.
Lyndon: Mother has changed. She never ever praised anyone while she
was alive. Everyone was in the wrong except her. Well, then of course.
Not now. Not now, Mother.
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Rose: Would you like to meet this Miss Lye?
Lyndon: I dont know if Im ready yet for marriage. What if she doesnt
like me?
Rose: Your mother says she will.
Lyndon: Will she?
Rose: Yes. Very much so. Be over the moon about you.
Lyndon: Really?
Rose: Yes.
Lyndon: Im shy.
Rose: She likes shy men.
Lyndon: Ive neverYou know never
Rose: Nor has she. Total virgin.
Camelia: There's a thought.
Lyndon: Oh, I dont know. Mother? Are you still there, Mother?
Rose: She says shes still here.
Lyndon: Should I really marry this Miss Lye, Mother?
Rose: Yes, she says.
Lyndon: Really?
Rose: Yes.
Lyndon: Even if I have toYou knowIm very shy.
Rose: Your mother says youll cope.
Lyndon: What about your tombstone?
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Rose: My what?
Lyndon: Not yours, Mothers.
Rose: Mothers what?
Lyndon: Tombstone.
Rose: What about it?
Lyndon: What am I to put on it?
Camelia: What about: Goodbye for now?
Rose: Ill ask her.
Lyndon: Hard to know what to put.
Camelia: Or what about: Ill be seeing you?
Rose: Just put rest in peace she says.
Lyndon: Is that all?
Rose: Yes. Just that. Plain and simple.
Lyndon: Well if thats what she wants.
Rose: Thats what she says.
Lyndon: Rest in peace?
Rose: Rest in peace.
Lyndon: Nothing more?
Rose: Nothing more.
Lyndon: Just that?
Rose: Just that.
Lyndon: And Im to marry?
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Rose: Yes. Youre to marry.
Lyndon: God. Mother dead and Im to marry. And just rest in peace on
her tombstone.
Camelia: Strange isnt it? The way some minds work. Rest in peace.
Raving it up more like. Having a good time and enjoying it.
Rose: Would she be?
Camelia: Possibly. Some do. Nothing sinful you understand. Just
enjoying the things that one should. Without the worry of time and
expense.
Rose: Oh, what a thing to wonder at. Life after death.
Lyndon: Mother? Are you still here Mother?
Rose: No. Shes gone away. Had important things to do. Sends her love.
Lyndon: Sends her love?
Rose: Yes.
Lyndon: Oh, my God. Mother actually said the word: Love.
Rose: Yes. Strange things happen in the spirit world.
Lyndon: And where is this Miss Lye?
Camelia: Thats it, Rose, put the boy out of his misery. (Camelia walks offupstage and disappears.)
Rose: Ill arrange for you to meet.
Lyndon: What now?
Rose: Yes, if you want to meet her.
Lyndon: Whats she like?
Rose: Youll love her.
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Lyndon: Will I?
Rose: Oh, yes.
Lyndon: What aboutYou know?
Rose: It will be all right.
Lyndon: Are you sure?
Rose: Yes, all will be all right on the night.
Lyndon: Well. Here goes. (He rises up and stares around the room.)Nothing to
lose.
Rose: Nothing exceptYou know what. (Rises and takes Lyndon by the handup stage.)
Lyndon: Oh, Mother, what ever shall I do?
Rose: All will be fine, Mr Smyth. All will be well. (They both leave by thedoor. Silence.)
End of Scene Three.
Act Two. Scene Four.
A week later. Late morning. The room is bright and Rose is sitting at the table alone.
Rose: Is there anybody there? (Pause.)Is there anybody out there? (Pause.)
Anyone? Any soul alive or dead? (Pause. Sighs.)Nothing. Not a word. Not a
whisper. Not a bang not a thing or anything for a week now. (Pause.
Sighs.)Where have all the spirits gone? Hello. Is there anyone listening?
Anyone want to listen? Anyone care to listen? (Pause.)Hello. Camelia?
Lambert? (Pause. Camelia and Lambert enter upstage and wander slowly downstage
towards Rose.)Hello, Mrs Smyth? Reggie? Anyone? (Pause. Closes her
eyes.)Napoleon? Florence Nightingale?
Lambert: Hello, Rose.
Camelia: Hello, Rose.
Rose :( Opens her eyes and sees camellia and Lambert standing oppositeher.)Where is everybody? Not a word from a single spirit all week. Have I
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been sent to Coventry?
Camelia: Youve been sent nowhere, Rose. Youre just not convincing
enough for a medium. The dead souls arent sure of you. They think
youre a fraud.
Rose: A fraud? Me?
Lambert: Yes, you, Rose. For years, youve been faking things. The dead
souls know. They dont trust you.
Rose: Ive changed. I can really contact the dead, now.
Lambert: Only us.
Camelia: No one else has been near you.
Rose: But dont you count?
Camelia: We came of our own account. To see the house. To remind
ourselves of our Wartime romance.
Lambert: And you just happen to see us and hear us. It doesnt count,
Rose. It just isnt what being a mediums about. Youve got it all wrong.
Its not a business. Its not a skill. Its gift, which you have for years
abused and exploited.
Rose: You mean Im being ignored by the spirit world?
Camelia: Sort of. They just dont think youre genuine.
Lambert: They dont trust you, Rose. Thats the bottom line.
Rose: But I can hear and see you two. Why not others?
Camelia: Spirits dont have to contact you or relate to you. They can just
give you a wide berth.
Lambert: Keep out of your sight.
Rose: Oh, no, surely not. I want to be genuine. I want to help people
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contact their loved ones who have passed over. I want to be the real thing,
not a fraud.
Lambert: You are going to have to prove that to the spirit world, not us.
Rose: How?
Camelia: Theyll be watching you. Listening to you. Judging you. In their
time, they might decide youre genuine and contact you. Until then, Rose,
youll have to make a living out of something else.
Lambert: No more pretending you can contact the dead.
Camelia: No more pretending you can read peoples palms or tealeaves.
Lambert: No more reading peoples bumps.
Camelia: No more tarot cards or trances.
Lambert: No more faking sances.
Camelia: No more talking to pretend spirits with your husbands help.
Lambert: Understand, Rose?
Rose :( Rose looks at them both and nods.)What am I to do? I have no other
skills.
Lambert: A landlady? This is a big house. You can be a landlady.
Camelia: Yes. Youre near the sea. A guesthouse would be just right.
Lambert: And we could be your resident ghosts.
Rose: Ghosts?
Lambert: Dead souls.
Rose: I suppose it might work.
Camelia: Of course it will. You have the house and the money to start
you up.
Lambert: And were on hand to give advice and such.
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Rose: Youll be here?
Camelia: Now and again.
Lambert: Sure, Rose, just give us a call. Well help where we can.
Rose: It might work. I can see it might work.
Camelia: Just give it a try, Rose. Youve nothing to lose.
Lambert: And how did Lyndon and Constance get on?
Rose: Very well. Like a house on fire. Theyve been out togethereveryday this last week. I saw them last night on the pier hand in hand
and kissing.
Camelia: Yuk.
Lambert: There you are. Alls well that ends well, so they say.
Rose: Yes. Alls well that ends well. But you will be here wont you?
Camelia: Well be around. Looking the old place up. Thinking about our
youth and romance.
Lambert: Remembering our days here in this house in 1944.
Rose: Has it changed?
Camelia: Not much. Mostly its the same. This room is where we danced
and listened to music.
Lambert: And your bedroom was where we made love.
Camelia: Lambert!
Rose: How romantic. To think you were here back then.
Lambert: Yes. The last time we saw each other alive was here in this
room.
Camelia: Yes. It was here we stood and kissed each other goodbye.
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Lambert: Yes. It was. Right here.
Rose: Youre always welcome to come anytime. This is your home too as
far as Im concerned.
Lambert: Thanks, Rose.
Camelia: Yes, thanks, Rose. Well remember that.
Lambert: And put a good word in for you in the spirit world.
Camelia: Give you a good reference to the dead souls.
Rose: Thank you. Thank you, both.
Camelia: And call us if you need us.
Lambert: Well come and help. Just say the word.
Rose: I will. (Pause. Watches as Camelia and Lambert move upstage slowly and
disappear.) Goodbye, Lambert. Goodbye, Camelia. (She sits looking around theroom. Slowly the room fades to darkness. Silence.)
End of Act two and Scene Four.
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