Screenplays

Monday, February 20, 2012

M.D. Pearce, Druggist

So The Winslow Museum in Winslow, Arkansas (run by my mother) has decided to put on a couple of short plays (and I do mean short) in the spring about one of Winslow's most prominent citizens in its history: Maud Dunlap (Pearce) Duncan. The plays will be centered around Maud's becoming the second woman in Arkansas history to pass the Pharmacy exam in 1906, and with Maud becoming one of the first female mayors in the United States and the head of the first female municipal government in the country, aptly named The Petticoat Government, who ran Winslow from 1925 through 1927. Since I'm a burgeoning writer trying to get as much on my rather thin (nonexistent, really) resume, and I'm also not above trying to play off my mother's nepotism, I've been commissioned to write said plays. The first one, as you could probably tell, is titled "M.D. Pearce, Druggist". It is short little drabble about what I think it might have been like for Maud to get her Pharmacy license in 1906, when women weren't treated as equals, and Maud herself had gone through many trials in her life. The second play, which I'll be posting in the coming days, is titled "The First Meeting of the Petticoat Government". Kind of went straight to the point on that one. The museum will also be filming these productions when they are performed, so be looking for the videos in a few months (who am I kidding, no one reads this blog). 


So, without further ado, I present "M.D. Pearce, Druggist"...

INT. DR DUNLAP'S OFFICE

MAUD Dunlap Pearce enters Dr. Albert Dunlap's (FATHER) office, preparing for another day assisting him.

FATHER notices MAUD tired, weary look. She seems nervous.

FATHER
Maud, dear?
(MAUD turns to him)
Is there something the matter?

MAUD hesitates and takes a deep, calming breath.

MAUD
I'm worried about the examination.

FATHER smiles and shakes his head lightly.

FATHER
I don't know why you would be. You are quite adept at assisting me as my druggist. This examination should be rather rudimentary for you.

MAUD moves back to preparing the office, still conversing.

MAUD
Be that as it may, Father, only one other woman has ever passed the Pharmacy Exam in the state.
(becoming frantic)
It is not easy. And what if my nerves get the best of me?

FATHER grabs a chair for MAUD to sit.

FATHER
Take a seat, dear. Calm your nerves.

MAUD sits down, breathing heavily.

FATHER (cont'd)
Maud, there is something you need to realize about yourself.

MAUD looks at him tentatively.

MAUD
And what is that?

FATHER
You are capable of doing anything that you want. I have watched you grow up into not only one of the strongest women, but one of the strongest people I have ever gotten the privilege of knowing.

FATHER pulls a chair up next to MAUD'S and puts his arm around her, pulling her in.

FATHER (cont'd)
You have been through more in your short 33 years than most would go through in five lifetimes. But you keep moving forward.

FATHER takes a deep breath.

FATHER (cont'd)
I don't have many years left...

MAUD
(turning to face him)
Don't talk like that.

FATHER
It's true. I'm an old man. But I will get to die knowing that I helped raise a spectacular woman. Maud, I want you know that I will forever be proud of you.

MAUD
Thank you, Father.

FATHER moves to stand up, pulling MAUD with him.

FATHER
So... are you ready to get to work?

MAUD nods.

FATHER (cont'd)
Maud, tomorrow, you're going to get on that train to Fayetteville, you're going to take that examination, and you're going to pass it. You understand me?

MAUD
Yes, Father.

FATHER
OK. Now let's get to work.

INT. PHARMACY EXAM CLASSROOM

MAUD sits in a classroom waiting for the examination to begin.

Three men, in their early to mid twenties, are off to the side in a discussion.

One of them makes his way over towards MAUD.

MAN
A woman taking the pharmacy exam? Never thought I'd see the day.

MAUD
Why? You think a woman can't hold her own against the men?

MAN
Maybe. Maybe not. What makes you think you're qualified enough to take this test, Miss?

MAUD
I fail to see how that is any of your business, sir.
Before the man can retort, the INSTRUCTOR, a man in his 40s, enters abruptly from the doorway.

INSTRUCTOR
Gentleman, take your seats. I don't want to waste time this afternoon.

The INSTRUCTOR glances over, taking in MAUD.

INSTRUCTOR (cont'd)
Ma'am?

MAUD
(heaving an agitated sigh)
Yes?

INSTRUCTOR
Are you in the right place?

MAUD
This is the pharmacy exam, correct?

INSTRUCTOR
(drawn out)
Yes.

MAUD
(confident)
Then yes, I am in the right place.

INSTRUCTOR
What's your name?

MAUD
Pearce.

The INSTRUCTOR looks through at his roll.

INSTRUCTOR
You're M.D. Pearce?

MAUD
Obviously.

INSTRUCTOR
Are you sure?

MAUD
(agitated)
Sir, I know what my name is, and I have been helping my father Dr Albert Dunlap mix drugs for many years now. Can you spare me the interrogation and just administer the test?

INSTRUCTOR
(flustered)
Um... yes. I'll do that.
(grabs tests)
You have two hours to complete the test. Once time is up, you will put your writing utensils down and stop where you are.
(looks pointedly at Maud)
No one will work past the time limit.

MAUD and the others start taking the test.

INT. DR DUNLAP'S OFFICE

MAUD comes into the office, carrying a stack of mail.

She stops when she reaches the third letter. She takes a deep breath.

FATHER comes into the office, removing his coat.

FATHER
That woman just doesn't know when to stop doing stupid things. She's going to kill herself if she isn't careful.

FATHER looks over at MAUD, who is still staring at the envelope.

FATHER
Is that mail?
(MAUD nods mutely)
Good. I've been waiting for a letter.

FATHER takes in MAUD standing still, staring at the envelope.

FATHER
Maud? Are you okay? What is it?

MAUD
My results from the pharmacy exam.

FATHER
Ooh... open it.

MAUD steadies herself and opens the envelope. She reads through it.

MAUD
(reading aloud)
Dear M.D. Pearce, we are pleased to inform you that you have passed the Arkansas State Pharmacology Exam and are licensed by the state of Arkansas to become a pharmacist.
(looks at FATHER)
I passed.

FATHER
You did.

MAUD
I... I passed. I can open the pharmacy.

Realization dawns onto MAUD'S face.

MAUD
I have to find a building, and get capital to open the store, and...

FATHER
(interrupting)
Maud, calm down.

MAUD looks at him.

FATHER
We have time for all of that a little later. Right now, why don't you just enjoy passing the exam?

MAUD
You're right. I should just enjoy it.
(beat)
I'm so happy.

She throws her arms around FATHER, giving him a huge hug.

MAUD
Thank you so much for helping me with this.

FATHER
It had nothing to do with me. You earned this. I'm very proud of you.
(beat)
Now go tell your mother so she can make you a celebratory dinner. It is much deserved.

MAUD laughs and nods. 

She leaves the office. 

FATHER smiles with pride before turning back to his work.

THE END

2 comments:

  1. I'm in the middle of studying, so this will be quick and dirty.

    First, good start, I like the scenes, not too complicated and cover the point, that's good. But it's only a start.

    Now the beating up part:

    Exposition! It's heavy handed, stop it!
    1. "Only one other woman has ever pass the Pharmacy Examination in the state of Arkansas" People don't say that to their intimate aquintences. Find a better way of getting the information across. Perhaps in father's congratulations? Is it even necessary? Perhaps "It's only been done once before, Father, can I do it?" or "You can do this, Maud. That woman did it, and I have every confidence you as just as capable."


    2. "...more in your short 33 years than most would..." People don't say that, either. Incidentally, I don't know about then, but 33 years is not young to be taking that test in modern times. Not sure if that affects things or not.

    Okay, the biggest problem I see with this is dialogue - they don't talk like people, they talk like museaum exhibits. Think about how people speak (grab some transcripts of conversations from the day, perhaps, or see if you can find some interviews) and write accordingly. When people speak, it has a flow, a pattern, which makes it sound authentic. Find that and use it.

    Also, Maud comes across as a flighty little girl with a bad case of the nerves when dealing with her father. It's seems silly (unless it is true, then... eh). However, in the exam room, she has an edge of formal snarkiness that sounds like a woman who would buck the system, go for what she wanted, and then just keep on going, damn the torpedoes.

    Just my thoughts, now back to studying.

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    1. Bleh, riddled with typos, I'm rushing. Ignore those.

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