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Back Scared (Best Drama at the 2003 National College Student Drama Festival)

Characters:

Lydia Wilder (Lydia.

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Fischer)

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Head of the United Ferry Company and the leader of the Fisher family.

Lisa. Richie

(Lisa

. Fisher)

——Lydia’s sister

.

Reed.

Fischer - the younger brother of Lydia and Lisa, the youngest member of the Fisher family. Branch manager.

Tantu White Ed - Lydia's husband, serves as manager of the ferry company.

Bernand Rich——Lisa’s husband, the operator of the Spring View Hotel.

Glen Rich - Burnander's younger brother, helps in the hotel.

Witt Cash—Lydia’s personal secretary.

Smart Gill - a famous detective who is friends with Burnander.

Scene 1

(There is a couch on the left side of the stage and a table in the middle. It seems that the meal has just been finished on the table. Some plates are stacked and there are some tableware around it. The table There are three chairs around and a wine cabinet on the right)

(The noise started, the music started, and on the stage, Lydia and Tantu were sitting on the sofa, and Lisa was sitting on the chair next to the table. , and Burnand was busy)

Lydia is undoubtedly beautiful, but the queen-like light exuding from her face more or less offsets the beauty of the face itself Her charm. Every move and gesture she makes carries a clear sense of superiority and pride. No matter who she is, her tone will never change. Her laughter always comes out loud to show her certain attitude, and her gestures will also assist to strengthen this effect.

As the husband of a strong woman, Tantu is not as weak as expected. He has a strong back and a calm tone. Most of the time, he always smiles when his wife interrupts him. Of. He seems to be friendly and enthusiastic to everyone. He seems to care about everything he sees. But after getting along for a long time, you will find that what he really cares about is himself. Maybe it can be called hypocrisy, but he has turned such a shortcoming into a reality. I have to admire him for his personal temperament.

Lisa and her sister are like two sides of an apple. Although they have similar appearances, they have completely different colors. Lisa is gentle and considerate. She is the kind of wife that men most want to see when they come home. No matter her tone, eyes, movements, or steps, she is as gentle as if she is afraid of hurting things around her. Please note that I did not say that she is as weak as Daiyu. Besides, Daiyu has too many thorns, but she does not. To describe her, I only need to emphasize gentleness.

Lydia:

Oh, my God. Bunand, the guests who usually come to your small hotel will not There are too many. Why are the servants so busy with even this little thing?

(Burnand Part 1)

Bunand has a tall body and a strong face that a mature man should have.

But if you think he is mature enough, He is really overestimated. His proficiency in running a hotel is like a natural leader, but his almost unprincipled optimism about world affairs makes us discover that he lacks basic political awareness. He loves his wife, thank God. He loves this country, this world, this life. So he is happy, at least he thinks so.

Let him live comfortably on the island. Don't think of him as an unattractive man. Looking at the way he behaves well in front of others, he seems to be a nobleman.

Bernand: ( Rubbing hands) What's the matter, Lydia? Did you feel that the steak was served too slowly just now?

Lydia:

Not entirely. What I want to say is that we only have a few people here. Look at you here. It's really messy.

Lee

Sa:

Sister, please stop pushing him. Blay doesn't want anyone to disturb our family gathering. This He sent all the servants back during the weekend. He cleaned up the whole house by himself.

Lydia: Why, Lisa, you feel distressed just after saying a word about him? Li Dia, don't worry, the cocktail will be ready soon. I personally prepared the recipe to ensure it suits your taste. .If you are not greeted well, this will make you feel more comfortable.

Lydia: Really? Then I have to be mentally prepared. Ha ha.

(Enter Reed, holding a wine bottle and glass in his hand)

Reed is different from those pampered young men in London, who have been raised to be dissatisfied with all things. After all, Reed lived a well-behaved life for many years when his old father was still alive. He also once wanted to create a career. It was not until he was hit by the unfair treatment of the inheritance that he decided to give up all progress. This was the beginning of his degeneration. When he ran out of his share of the money, he started to go directly to his sister to ask for it. He didn't lose heart even if he encountered difficulties, just practice being shameless. His clothes are always immaculately clean, and the lace pattern on his collar and cuffs never lasts more than a month. Although he does not have even half a title, he prefers others to call him "Master". Only in front of his sister would he put everything away and be at ease as a younger brother.

Li

De: Sorry, I can't wait. I saw it was ready in the cellar, so I had to open a bottle and taste it first. (To Burnander) By the way, I can tell you which ones will definitely sell well in the city.

Lee

Sa: (angry) Reed! You are so shameless.

Burnander: (Tolerant) It doesn’t matter, dear. Just let it be.

Lydia: Burnand, you don’t have a bar with barrels at home?

Lisa

Sa:

Sister, now is not the time to make wine, the barrels are empty.

Lydia: That’s reassuring, at least Reed won’t move the barrel into the living room. Look at his body, he might have broken his waist.

Li

Sa: (covers mouth) Haha.

里

De: (not impressed) Oh, really, dear sisters, if I really bend my waist, a dozen girls will cry for me.

Lisa

Sa: (to Burnander) Look, honey, he's quite proud of himself.

Lydia: Our brother is an important figure in London society. You know, Lisa, there are more girls queuing up for dinner every day than there were green beans on the plate just now.

Bernander: (walks to the other side and quietly asks his wife) Does Lydia think there are too few green beans in dinner?

Tan Tu: I think...

Lydia: (interruption) Dear, you don’t have to feel anything, if you are replacing Reid made the save and I'll tell you, no one here is laughing at him. If you feel envious and want to demand some kind of power, I can't help you.

Tan

Picture:

(asking for trouble) No, no, of course not. Of course there is no such intention...

Bunan De: Come on, Gran, there are a few more plates here.

(Glen Part 1)

Glen Ritchie is not handsome, but he looks very good at winning the favor of others.

Perhaps it was his big eyes that seemed to have many things on his mind that people wanted to understand. He is not tall, so he looks more like a child in front of his brother. Once he gets to know you well, he will show off his stubbornness and childishness. If he believes in something, he will keep his thin lips tightly closed, and no one can easily convince him. In this regard, the artist's temperament is more or less reflected.

Lydia :Wait, Gran, hand me my handkerchief on the table first.

(Glen quickly came over and handed it to her, then turned and walked away immediately)

Lydia: (waves handkerchief, not without sarcasm) Oh, it’s still the same. He looks like he doesn't like to talk to others.

Burnand:

Lydia, please don’t mind. My little brother is spoiled by me.

Lydia:

Stop it, Burnander, you will never be as good at spoiling your little brother as I am. Right, Reed.

(Lisa quietly teased her from the sidelines. Lan's sleeves, Gran shook his head and put down the plate)

(Reed and Tantu whispered, Smart came up and knocked on the door)

Smart is not that kind The man who looks like a detective at first glance is just like Polo, who is just a bad old man in the eyes of most people. Smart is not old, after all, he has not been away from the complacent age group for a long time. Years of office work have made him look bloated, but he doesn't care. In his words, he was only responsible for identifying the prisoner, and it was the police's job to catch the prisoner. Smart was always polite when he spoke, and the edge in his words only came out when he was dealing with a case. At this moment, he was wearing summer clothes and a sun hat, wiping sweat while knocking on the door.

Bernander:

Strange, who could this be?

Smart: (affectionately) Hello, Burnander. Another year gone.

Bernander: (enthusiastically) Ah, Jill! Where do you come from, old friend.

Smart: Of course it’s London. The weather is pretty hot here.

Bernand: (confused) Didn’t you say in the telegram that you wouldn’t come here for vacation this year?

Smart: (helpless) Oh, yes, who would have thought, suddenly a client asked me to meet.

Bernander: Here? when? Why didn't I receive any call to reserve a room?

Smart: (understatement) Maybe he will arrive tomorrow. This mysterious client was introduced by an old friend. Otherwise I wouldn’t be running around on a hot day. Fortunately, it's a beautiful place and I can take a good rest before starting work. (Pause) What's the matter? It seems inconvenient for me to come here right now?

Bernander: Oh, no, of course not. It's just that the hotel is closed today and I need to make room for a small family gathering. (Picking up the luggage) Oh, you better come in!

(Loudly) Grant! Come here, we have a guest...

(Enter Grant Rich)

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Lan: Are you calling me?

Bernand:

(Comes over and hands the luggage to Gran) Move the luggage upstairs. (To Smart) Come on, I'll introduce you to my family.

Smart: What an honor.

(Exit Grant Rich)

Bernand: (excited) Lisa, dear. Look who this is?

Lisa

Sa: (steps forward to salute) It turns out to be Mr. Gill. How are you always?

Smart: Same old thing. Madam, I haven’t seen you for a few days, but you are becoming more and more beautiful.

Lisa

Sa: (smiling skillfully) Haha, Mr. Gill, your mouth is so sweet.

Smart: (sees the people on the sofa, turns back) It seems like this is the first time these three have met.

Bunand: Ah...this is...(interrupted)

Lee

Sa: (Unintentionally grabbing the white spot, causing Bunan to De's hands paused in the air for a while, but he was not unhappy) This is my sister Lydia Wilder (puts her hands on her shoulders), and this is her husband Tantu Wilder. (To Lydia) Sister, this is Mr. Smart Gill from London.

Smart:

Nice to meet you.

Tan

Picture: (stands up and shakes hands with Smart) Of course, so do we, sir.

Li

Di:

(arrogant) Excuse me, what is your occupation in London?

Smart: (Humble) I opened a detective agency in partnership with someone.

Lydia: (quickly) So what do you do?

Bernand: (thought she didn’t hear clearly) Lydia, didn’t Mr. Smart say that? He is a detective.

Lydia: (With a little ridicule) I know, I'm just curious, how do you so-called detectives work on a daily basis? Do you look at footprints on the ground with a magnifying glass, or sit in the office and look at photos.

(The people around me suddenly felt embarrassed, and there was a sudden silence. Only Reed made the sound of drinking)

Smart: (laughing) You probably think that we come into contact with dead people every day case, it’s natural to think this way. However, the work of the detective agency is not as exciting as outsiders imagine... (thinks about it). Most of the time we just look up information boringly.

Tan

Picture: (I want to liven up the atmosphere) In that case, wouldn’t these tasks be boring all the time?

Smart:

(Seemingly unaware of the embarrassment) It’s not too bad. Although I have to support my family, I can’t ask others to commit crimes. At least from the bottom of my heart, I still hope that everything in this world will be peaceful.

Frank

Picture: In this way, there are not many things you can do in a year.

Smart: (explanation politely) Sir, the scope of our work is much larger than you think now, and we are involved in many things in the legal field. Well, generally speaking, I like to accept commissions such as inheritance disputes and solve the puzzles in wills for helpless orphans and widows. At least this can reduce some unnecessary disputes and get a decent reward.

Lydia: Okay, if one day I unfortunately go to heaven, my inheritance witnesses will definitely be counted. Yours alone.

Li

Sa: (dissatisfied) Sister!

Lydia: (waving hands) Haha, just kidding. Burnand, why don't you invite this, oh...this...

Tan

Tu: (whispering) It's Mr. Gill...

LYDIA: Oh, sure, why don't you ask Mr. Gill to sit down.

Bernander: (Removing from tension) Oh, sure, sure.

Lisa

Sa: Oh my gosh, I almost forgot. Mr. Smart, this is my brother Reed Fisher, the youngest member of our family.

里

De: (self-deprecating) It doesn’t matter, you don’t need to care about me, they will always treat me like this. Is that Mr. Smart? Nice to meet you. Come on! Let's drink (drink) to this nonchalance.

Lee

Sa:

You have gone too far. Stop drinking. One day you will die from this. (Go and grab the bottle).

(Reed stood up and hid on the other side of the sofa)

Li

De:

Mr. Smart, can you give me Shall we tell a few stories about murders and kidnappings?

Lisa

Sa:

Reed! This is so rude! (To Si Matt) He's still young, I hope you don't mind...

RI

DE:

Hey, don't forget, I'm not the youngest here. .It's that Grant Rich.

This was confirmed when he celebrated his fifteenth birthday in our garden the year his father's factory caught fire (Lisa coughed on purpose).

Lee

Sa:

Stop talking nonsense, I remember Gran is three months older than you.

里

Germany:

Hmph, here we go again! Why do you always think my words are nonsense? He’s here, you can ask him yourself.

(Glenridge (Up)

Ge

Lan: Sir, your luggage has been put away. This is your room key.

Smart: Oh, thank you.

Bernand: (walks to Grant and presses his shoulder) Smart, this is my brother Grant, he just learned painting from Paris (Glen reminded dissatisfied- ---Art) came back and is now helping here. (To Grant) Grant, Smart Gill.

Ge

Lan: Hello, Mr. Smart. (Handshake)

Smart: Hello, Mr. Rich.

(While Grant was talking to Smart, Lisa finally gave up on taking away Reed’s wine)

Lydia:

(High Voice) Bunande, you can't stop talking. Think about what you were planning to do?

Buonande: (slaps his forehead violently) Oh, I almost forgot, wine! Smart, you sit down and I'll get the cocktail I made.

Smart: (bows down again) You’re welcome.

(Burnander exits)

(Glen began to take out a piece of cloth to wipe the table, Reed came to him and asked him his birthday, which overlapped with the following words)

Tan Tu

(looking at his wife first) Are you here for business this time?

Smart: (seems to wake up from thinking) Ah, yes.

Lydia: (Absentmindedly) So, who are you planning to help distribute the inheritance?

Smart: (seriously) I haven’t met the client yet, so I can’t talk about it.

Li

De:

Don’t lie to me. My tongue is very clever.

Ge

Lan:

Okay. Okay, yes. The bottle of wine is on the top shelf, without a label.

Inside

De:

(Back to his seat and sat down) I solemnly declare that Grant is indeed younger than me.

Lydia:

You have once again proved your How big is the gap between intelligence and age.

Candid

Picture:

(Smiling and saying to his wife consolingly) Haha, someone like Reed is always full of energy. Aren’t you energetic?

(Enter Burnand, holding a plate and passing the wine glasses to everyone on the stage except Lisa. When Reed arrived, Lisa took the glass away)

Burnand: (a little nervous) Long wait.

Smart: (blurts out) Ah, it tastes good.

Isn't it? Madam.

Lee

Sa:

(Regrettably) Unfortunately, I am not good at drinking. I have never tasted Bligh's bartending skills. .

(Tantu wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped)

Lydia: (slowly) Bunand, if this is what you call careful planning, All I can say is. (Shakes his head and spreads his hands)

(Everyone looked at Lydia silently, and the atmosphere seemed to become tense. Smart watched this scene with interest)

Lydia: (laughing teasingly) Thank you.

Lisa

Sa: (He breathed a sigh of relief, with a strange look on his face) Sister.

(Lydia looked at Lisa and wanted to reach out, but finally took it back. At this time, Witkashi strode forward with a briefcase)

Witt seemed to have been there As if he had served in the army, his back was straight whether he was standing or sitting. He doesn't move his eyes or even his shoulders when he talks. His words were simple and clear. After working under Lidya for so many years, he knew how to convey information best and most efficiently, and how to get the clearest instructions in the feedback. When he is silent, you can tell that he is thinking, but you can never tell what he is thinking. But when he looks at you, you feel that he is trustworthy. In the entire field, he is probably the most unpredictable person.

Victor

Te:

(Business tone) Miss Lydia,

Lydia: (Also business tone) Ah , you are here too.

Wei

Special:

Yes, the last ship today. Here are some documents you need to sign.

Lydia: I’ll look back and talk. Let's put it in my room first.

Victor

T: (Take the file) Okay.

Tan

Picture: (dissatisfied) Dear, isn’t this a purely family gathering?

Lydia: (as if intending to refute him) Yes, but this does not affect my business with Werther, right? I don't think I need to explain to you why I brought my business here. You should also understand that if I want to support you and your big family, I have to work every day, right? Of course, fortunately, there is a trustworthy person like Werther. (Walking) Bunand, do you still have the room I asked you to stay in? Can you give the key to Werther?

Bernander: It’s done. I’ve also put in the typewriter you asked me to prepare.

(Bernand took out the key, and Werther took it and prepared to go upstairs)

RI

D: (stands up) Ah, Cassie, I'm so happy See you here, how about a cocktail?

Victor

T: (Take the drink) Thanks a lot, Reed. Your new clothes are nice. If I read correctly, the style seems to be the most popular this year.

Li

De: (Happy) Great, I thought you were bored in the office every day and knew nothing about things outside.

Wei

Te: (Thought by chance) I bought the perfume you asked me to find for you, specially sprayed on letter paper.

Li

De: Really? Very good. (Looking behind him) Let's come over and talk.

(The two have been talking quietly on the right side of the stage since then, and then exit)

Lydia: What time is it?

Tan

Picture:

Oh, let me see, it’s almost half past seven.

Lydia: It’s so boring. The evening is going by too slowly. There are a lot of boring people... Huh...Glan-Glan-put some wine in my glass.

Ge

Lan:

Coming, coming.

(While Gran was pouring the wine, Lydia sneezed and the wine spilled on her clothes)

Ger

Lan: Oh, I’m sorry. .

Lydia: Why are you so clumsy!

Ge

Lan: (Back) I didn’t notice that you would...

Lydia: (lower head) Oh, no...

Ge

Lan: I'm sorry, okay, but isn't it just a skirt?

Lydia: You, you, do you know what you are talking about?, my poor skirt, do you know how hard it is to buy this style, do you know how delicate this material is, you idiot, your intelligence is far inferior to ordinary people. One of the slaves. Don't touch me! You, like your clumsy brother, only get into trouble.

Ge

Lan: (very dissatisfied) I'm sorry, please take back what you just said.

Lydia: What, isn’t it? That’s the kind of people you are. You, a stupid waiter, and these gadgets that are worse than just washing pots of water should have been taken away from me long ago. No wonder I feel so bad tonight. Tantu, take him away.

Ge

Lan: You are an unreasonable woman who can only shout hysterically. It's none of my business to be so unwilling to give up for a piece of clothing. It was your own reckless sneeze that caused the problem. If you want to blame it, blame yourself.

Lydia: You are really good at quibbling, Burnand, this is the good brother you cultivated outside. Huh, it’s really ridiculous that you still want to be a painter when you give up halfway on everything you do.

Ge

Lan: Listen, it's none of your business what I'm going to do or what I'm going to do.

Smart: Uh, ma'am.

Lydia: Please shut up, Mr. Detective, this environment does not require your reasoning, don’t let me compromise my good impression of you.

Bernand: (suddenly speaking) Grant, go back to your room.

Ge

Lan:

Brother, you are still helping her, she just did that...

Bernander: (It seems Beginning to get angry, but with a little pleading) Grant——

G

Glen: (looking at Burnand, then at Lydia) I can't ask for it, so I can No more talking to a crazy person. (Turns around to leave)

Lydia: (contemptuous) Stop, do you think you still have the right to lose your temper? Do you think you are still a child? If you feel wronged, just hide in bed and cry.

Lisa

Sa: Sister.

Lydia: I'm sorry, dear, did I embarrass you? Then continue to be embarrassed. (stands up) I think I'm going to go back to my room and rest. (To Tantu) Don't follow me. I want to be alone. (Quickly walked to the edge of the stage and whispered) Ha, what kind of family banquet, whose bad idea was it?

(Lydia exited, Reed entered, Reed was pushed)

里

De: What’s wrong with her old man? Forget it. tell me. I'm not interested in this, anyway, I know it's not me who caused it this time. (Go to the table and sit down)

Tan

Picture: (To everyone) I think I’d better go down and persuade her. (Part 2)

Lisa

Sa: Oh, sister, how could she do this? There are still guests here! (Sitting down, covering chest) Ugh!

Bernander: Smart, I’m really sorry for making you laugh. Lisa, what's wrong with you? Uncomfortable?

Smart: I think I'd better go back...

Bernander: No, no, no, don't ruin your fun, Grant! Come and chat with Mr. Smart. I'll excuse you for a moment. (Pulls Gran to sit down) My younger brother is actually quite good, but he is a bit stubborn. Glen, stop being so childish.

(Smart helps Lisa out)

里

De: (drinks another drink) Huh? It seems that everyone is gone, okay, I have to go do my own thing, Mr. Smart. It's nice to see you tonight. I hope I can see you again tomorrow.

Smart: Yes, sir, good night.

(Exit Reed)

Ge

Lan: (smiling bitterly) You must think I am very rude. My brother's face may have disgraced me.

Smart: From what I know about your eldest brother, he has always been proud of you. What happened today was just a small accident.

Ge

Lan:

Maybe, I don’t want to talk about what happened just now. By the way, Mr. Smart, are you really a detective? I think your profession is very mysterious. My life is much more colorful than before. (Gets up) My brother originally sent me to study medicine in Paris, but I really have no interest at all. Looking back at the pale clothes, test tubes, and faces every day makes me laugh. Feel terrible. So I secretly started studying art.

Smart:

Everyone’s life has its own trajectory. My career is my own choice. In fact, the work of a detective is not mysterious. It just requires careful observation of life, careful collection of evidence, and simple reasoning. Anyone can do it. The difference is that some people have a higher accuracy rate.

Gran: Mr. Smart, I would like to ask you something about your profession. It should be said that it is an opinion about something.

Smart: Just ask whatever you want.

Ge

Lan:

When studying art, we often encounter the common points between different arts, because art is essentially Same thing, but do you think crime is an art?

Smart: This issue has been discussed in both the detective world and the performance art world. Right now, well, there's still no absolute answer.

Ge

Lan: What do you think?

Smart: To put it simply, I don’t quite agree. Art needs to be appreciated. If a crime is perfect, no one will know about it. So where is the term appreciation? ? But if someone knows, the crime will be established, and it will not be perfect at all. In such a dilemma, it is impossible for crime to become art.

Ge

Lan: But what if you complete the crime and then tell others?

Smart: That is equivalent to admitting guilt and does not conform to the rules of action of a normal criminal. Unless of course he really wants to prove something!

Ge

Lan: That means you still think something like this will happen. It’s just that no one is doing it.

Smart: No, let’s put it this way, I don’t believe there is a flawless crime in this world. As long as a human being commits an unforgivable sin, he will definitely leave something behind in some way that will cause him to be punished in the future.

Ge

Lan: Why do these words not sound like the words of a detective, but more like the advice of a priest. ,

Smart: The priest and the detective have the same view of good and evil, but the scale of punishment is different. Okay, I've said enough for tonight. What I want to say next is - Good night! gentlemen. We need to meet with the client tomorrow, so we can’t do it without some preparation.

Ge

Lan: (looks at the clock) Okay, I should also clean up the kitchen.

Ge

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(There was a scream from the audience: Ah, come here quickly, my sister is dead in the room.)

(Glan was about to speak, and his expression changed when he heard the scream. The two of them Stand up immediately. Smart immediately walks to the edge of the stage, then Burnander enters)

Burnander: (panic) What's the matter, why did I hear Lisa's scream. (realistically) It's upstairs.

Smart: We'd better go take a look right away.

Ge

Lan: Yes, let’s go right away.