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May Day Eve Script
May Day Eve Script
May Day Eve Script
FADE IN
(background music)
SCENE 3 Agueda and the Devil Badoy
Devil/Badoy: Charms like yours have no need for a candle, fair one!(smiles
and gives a low mocking bow)
Agueda:(glares at Badoy)What are you doing here?
(Badoy bursts into a happy bully laugh)
Badoy: (examines Agueda) Hmmm. Wait. I remember you!You are Agueda, whom I
left, nothing but a mere infant and came home to find a tremendous,
splendid beauty (paused and then remembers something) Ah! I danced a waltz with
you but you wouldn't give me the polka!
Agueda:I’d have enough of your foolishness. Let me pass.
Badoy:(blocks the way)But I want to dance the polka with you fair one.
Agueda: I told you,enough with your pranks! Now let me be! LET ME PASS!
(pushes Badoy aside)
Badoy:(grabs Agueda's wrist) No! Not until we have danced!
Agueda: Lower your voice. It’s already late you’ll wake everyone.Just let
me pass
Badoy: I don't care about them!
Agueda: What do you want?
Badoy: All I want is a dance! A dance with you!
Agueda: Oh, shut up! Go into the devil!
Badoy:(laughs)What a temper has my woman!
Agueda:AHHHHHH!!
Badoy: Ah, ah! Now you'll wake them.
Agueda: I am not your woman! Anastasia was right! I might see the devil and
here is standing in front of me!
Badoy: Hah! You’re unbelievable. Why do you treat me and all of my friends
as if we're mortal enemies? Such ill treatment, I do not like at all, my
fair maiden.
Agueda: And why not? You do not know how I detest you! Oh, I detest you,
you arrogant young man! You go to your beloved Europe and come back an
elegant lord and w-we poor girls too tame to please you. You wear me! You
bore me! You fussy young men!
Badoy: You’ve got to be kidding me, Agueda. How do you know about us? How can
you even be so sure?
Agueda: I heard about you talking among yourselves, and I despise the pack
of you!
Badoy: But clearly you do not despise yourself,Signora. You come to admire
your charms in the mirror even in the middle of the night!
Agueda: I was not admiring myself,sir!
Badoy: What then? The moon, perhaps?
Agueda:(Badoy is getting into her nerves)Oh! You!
(drops the candle, covers face and cries)
Badoy: Oh, do not cry, little one! Forgive me, I’ve said too much! Please!
Don't cry! It pains me too much to see your lovely face stained by such
cruel tears because of no one else other than me.
Badoy: (shaking his head)Oh what eyes she had, and what a pretty shade she
turns when angry.
(chanting while walking towards the mirror)
Badoy: Lalalalala. Oh my dear Agueda, you’re driving me insane. Never shall
I forget this night! Never!
NARRATOR: Badoy thought that what he felt that night was love. Like the
instant of falling in love. They have loved, then they fell // Badong
walked home on a May day midnight, without remembering, without even caring
to remember. May time passed And the heart forgot, the heart is
distracted // the storm broke over the hot-ripe orchards and the heart grew
old// He has grow old.
SCENE 4[PRESENT]
Grandson: Oh, grandpa! You frightened me, grandpa!
Old Badoy: What are you doing down here at this hour?!
Grandson: Nothing, grandpa. I was only.. I was only...
Badoy: You were only?
Grandson: I was just…. Ugh!It was my friends, they told me I would see my
wife if I look into the mirror!
Badoy: Wife? What wife? You got duped again, you little brat.
Grandson: But grandpa! The boys at school said I would see her if I looked
into a mirror tonight and say: “Mirror, mirror, show to me, her whose lover
I will be.”
(Badoy takes his grandson and pulled him along to sit down on a chair)
Badoy: Why don't you put that candle down the floor, young man, and let us
talk over this.
So you want your wife already, eh? You want to see her in advance. // But
do you know that there are wicked games / and that wicked boys who play
them are in danger of horrors?
Grandson: Well, the boys did warn me I might see a witch instead.
Badoy: Exactly! A witch so horrible you may die of fright! And she will
bewitch you! she will
torture you! she will eat your heart and drink your blood!
Grandson:Oh, come on now, grandpa. It's 1890 already. There are no witches
anymore. Grow up, grandpa!
Badoy: Oh, no, my young man! And what if I tell you that I myself have seen
a witch?(whispers)
Grandson: You have?! Where?!
Badoy: Right in that mirror you were looking at.
Grandchild: When, Grandpa?
Badong: Not so long ago. There was this empty room and I suddenly felt the
need to go in there. And do you know what I saw?
Grandchild: The witch?
Badong: Exactly! She was staring at the mirror with candle in her hand.
Then our eyes met.
Grandchild: And then she bewitched you, Grandpa!
Badong: She bewitched me and she tortured me. She ate my heart and drank my
blood.
Grandchild: Oh, my poor Grandpa! Was she that horrible?
Badong: Horrible? God, no--- she was the most beautiful creature I have
ever seen! Her eyes were somewhat like yours. My God, she was enchanting!
But I should have known---I should have known even then---the dark and
fatal creature she was!
…. (A silence. )
Granchild: What a horrid mirror this is, Grandpa,
Badong: What makes you say that, hey?
Grandchild: Well, you saw this witch in it. And Mama once told me that
Grandma once told her that Grandma once saw the devil in this mirror. Was
it of the fright that Grandma died?
Badong: (silenced)
Grandchild: Don’t you think we should get rid of it?
Badong: (staring blankly)
Grandchild: Grandpa? // (sighs) You’re back at your old self again.
(BACKGROUND MUSIC)
FADE OUT
GROUP 4 (12-STEM 3)
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