PLAYHOUSE OF THE DAMNED
"Surgery, Slice, And Everything Nice"
by Richard Nathan
The spotlight is up on our host, GUS THE GHOUL, while the set for the next story is prepared. Gus addresses the audience.
Do you feel at ease with your doctor?
Are you willing to put your glands in his
hands? Our next story is set it a hospital,
and it's guaranteed to make you sick! I
call it, "Surgery, Slice, And Everything
Gus exits. The lights comes up dimly on a patient's private room in a hospital. The lights are dim to suggest it is the middle of the night. The PATIENT is sleeping. Enter DOCTOR HOPKINS., who takes the patient's pulse. The patient starts to wake up, but is very groggy from medication.
What is it?
Shhhh. Go back to sleep.
Time for morphine.. again?
Shhh. It's time for your operation.
Operation? You got.... wrong patient. Tumor
is.... inoperable..... Hopeless! ... Dying.
If you're dying, you have nothing to lose,
do you? Trust me. I'm Doctor Hopkins. Lewis
Hopkins. I 've come to save your life. I have
to save your life!
Doctor Hopkins? My oncologist is Doctor
Doctor Rathman says your tumor is inoperable.
I say I can save your life. Whose medical
opinion would you rather trust?
Who are you?
I told you, I'm Doctor Lewis Hopkins. I
am your only chance. Just as you are my only
chance... for redemption... to prove this procedure
can work. Believe me, neither of us has any choice!
The patient tries to call for help.
Doctor Hopkins takes a hypodermic and injects the patient, who falls into a deep sleep.
When you wake up, everything will be different.
Lights slowly fade out. After an instant, the lights come back on full. The stage is brightly lit. Doctor Hopkins is gone. The patient is sleeping. After a moment, the patient stretches, yawns and wakes up, feeling great. The patient is amazed to feel so well.
Hey! I feel great! I feel wonderful! Nurse!
A NURSE enters.
What is it!
I feel better! There's no pain at all!
Good for you.
It's amazing! I feel wonderful!
That won't last.
It's that doctor! He's a genius! A miracle
Doctor Hopkins! Lewis Hopkins! He cured me!
Dr. Rathman said my tumor was inoperable, but
Dr. Hopkins cured me!
Dr. Lewis Hopkins did not cure you!
Yes he did! Lewis Hopkins!
That charlatan! Lewis Hopkins was a nutcase. He
used to try experimental procedures on
patients in the middle of the night.
That's what he did to me! He's a genius.
Every one of those patients died. When the
Medical Board found out what Hopkins had
done, they took away his license, and he
committed suicide. He left a note saying
there was no way he could repay what he'd
done. You still think he cured you?
Then, it was a ghost. A ghost who came back
from beyond... to make things right... a ghost
who came back to save my life!
No, a ghost did not come back to save your
Then how do you explain what happened?
That quack came back to kill you. We're all
ghosts here. You're dead, pal. Dead, Get
used to it!
Blackout! Everyone exits. A moment later the spotlight comes up on GUS THE GHOUL.
Were you expecting a happy ending? This is
Playhouse of the Damned! That patient's
world turned upside down! You might say
it turned autopsy turvy!
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© 2005 by Richard Nathan. All rights reserved
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