Prisoners (and Then There Were None)
- Submitted by: MacMar
- Views: 253
- Category: English: Novels
- Date Submitted: 04/13/2013 03:41 PM
- Pages: 11
- Report this Essay
Prisoners at the bar, have you anything to say in your defense?
(ROGERS drops coffee tray, MRS. ROGERS screams and faints. ARMSTRONG bends over MRS. ROGERS)
Armstrong: She's fainted, that's all. She'll be round in a minute.
Lombard: (to ROGERS) Get some brandy, man! This is your wife! Help a little!
Rogers: Yes, sir. (leaves)
Vera: Who was that talking?!? Where was he? It sounded – it sounded –
General: What's going on? What kind of practical joke was that?
Lombard: That voice sounded like it was in the room. (looks around) Look! Over there! A CD player! That's the solution to our mystery.
Voice: You are charged with the following indictments –
Vera: Turn it off, turn it off, it's horrible!
Armstrong: (relieved) A really bad practical joke, I guess.
Wargrave: Think it's a joke, do you?
Armstrong: Well, what else could it be?
Wargrave: At the moment I'm not prepared to give an opinion.
Marston: You guys are forgetting something! Who turned it on?
Wargrave: Yes, we must inquire that.
(ROGERS enters with brandy, BRENT is bending over MRS. ROGERS)
Rogers: Allow me, ma'am, I'll speak to her. Ethel – Ethel – it's all right. All right, you hear me? Pull yourself together. Pull yourself together, Ethel.
Armstrong: You'll be all right. Just a nasty shock.
Mrs. Rogers: Did I faint, sir?
Armstrong: Yep. Dropped like a stone.
Mrs. Rogers: It was that horrible voice – like a judgment – (almost faints)
Armstrong: All right, where's the brandy?
(ROGERS hands brandy to ARMSTRONG)
Armstrong: Drink this.
Mrs. Rogers: (drinks) I'm all right now. It just – gave me a turn.
Rogers: (quickly) Of course it did, it gave me one too. Fair made me drop the tray. Wicked lies – all of it! I'd like to know –
(ROGERS interrupted by WARGRAVE coughing)
Wargrave: Who put that CD in the player? Was it you, Rogers?
Rogers: (cries) I didn't know what it was. Before God, I didn't know what it was, sir! If I had I never would have done it!
Wargrave: But I think you'd...
(ROGERS drops coffee tray, MRS. ROGERS screams and faints. ARMSTRONG bends over MRS. ROGERS)
Armstrong: She's fainted, that's all. She'll be round in a minute.
Lombard: (to ROGERS) Get some brandy, man! This is your wife! Help a little!
Rogers: Yes, sir. (leaves)
Vera: Who was that talking?!? Where was he? It sounded – it sounded –
General: What's going on? What kind of practical joke was that?
Lombard: That voice sounded like it was in the room. (looks around) Look! Over there! A CD player! That's the solution to our mystery.
Voice: You are charged with the following indictments –
Vera: Turn it off, turn it off, it's horrible!
Armstrong: (relieved) A really bad practical joke, I guess.
Wargrave: Think it's a joke, do you?
Armstrong: Well, what else could it be?
Wargrave: At the moment I'm not prepared to give an opinion.
Marston: You guys are forgetting something! Who turned it on?
Wargrave: Yes, we must inquire that.
(ROGERS enters with brandy, BRENT is bending over MRS. ROGERS)
Rogers: Allow me, ma'am, I'll speak to her. Ethel – Ethel – it's all right. All right, you hear me? Pull yourself together. Pull yourself together, Ethel.
Armstrong: You'll be all right. Just a nasty shock.
Mrs. Rogers: Did I faint, sir?
Armstrong: Yep. Dropped like a stone.
Mrs. Rogers: It was that horrible voice – like a judgment – (almost faints)
Armstrong: All right, where's the brandy?
(ROGERS hands brandy to ARMSTRONG)
Armstrong: Drink this.
Mrs. Rogers: (drinks) I'm all right now. It just – gave me a turn.
Rogers: (quickly) Of course it did, it gave me one too. Fair made me drop the tray. Wicked lies – all of it! I'd like to know –
(ROGERS interrupted by WARGRAVE coughing)
Wargrave: Who put that CD in the player? Was it you, Rogers?
Rogers: (cries) I didn't know what it was. Before God, I didn't know what it was, sir! If I had I never would have done it!
Wargrave: But I think you'd...