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"The Visitor"

                                                               by Richard Nathan

 

Before the lights come up, a voice announces the title of the story:

                                                            VOICE
                                    "The Visitor"

Lights come up on the bridge of a space craft.  Present are CAPTAIN CARTER, and two members of his crew,  DIAMOND and MOORE.   CARTER is speaking into a communications device.   

                                                            CARTER
                                    This is Captain Carter of the ESV Einstein. 
                                    Our situation is desperate.  We only have a
                                    few hours of life support left.  Our engines
                                    and our navigation have failed.  We've
                                    dropped out of hyperspace and have no
                                    idea where we are.  If you receive this,
                                    please respond.

He turns off the device.

                                                            DIAMOND
                                    Doesn't look good, does it?

                                                            CARTER
                                    Never looks good.  Life is hard, and it's over
                                    too soon.

                                                            MOORE
                                    Hey, you know what day this is?

                                                            CARTER
                                    It's the day we're all going to die!

                                                            MOORE
                                    No, I mean back on Earth.  It's Christmas Day,
                                    Captain.

                                                            CARTER
                                    Well, at least I don't have to worry about
                                    someone giving me a fruit cake.

From off stage comes the sound of a tremendous pounding, as though something were hammering on the outside of the ship. 

                                                        DIAMOND
                                    What the...

                                                        MOORE
                                    We're in the middle of space! 
                                    There can't be anything out there!

                                                        CARTER
                                    Could be a rescue ship!  Open the
                                    airlock, now!!!

Moore turns some dials on a control panel.

                                                        MOORE
                                    Outer lock open.... outer lock closed...
                                    Injecting atmosphere...Interior lock 
                                    opening.

Enter SANTA CLAUS with a huge bag of gifts.

                                                        SANTA
                                    Ho!  Ho!  Ho!  Merry Christmas! 
                                    I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner,
                                    but Christmas is a busy day for me. 
                                    Bobby Moore, I have something in
                                    here I know you'd like  A shiny new
                                    quantifreebostat!  It's just what you need 
                                    to repair your engine!

Santa takes a large, strange looking gizmo out of his sack.

                                                            MOORE
                                    Captain, he's right.  This will fix the
                                    engines!

Moore runs off to fix the engines.

                                                            SANTA
                                    Terry Diamond, I haven't forgotten you. 
                                    Here's the Vaxotran you need to fix
                                    your navigation equipment!

Santa takes another strange device out of his sack.

                                                            DIAMOND
                                    I don't believe this.  This is exactly
                                    what we need to find our way
                                    home.  I'll go install it right now.

Diamond exits.

                                                            CARTER
                                    Who the hell are you?

                                                            SANTA
                                    Don't you recognize me, Captain?  I'm
                                    Santa Claus!

                                                            CARTER
                                    No.  I mean who are you really?

                                                            SANTA
                                    You'd really like to know, wouldn't you? 
                                    It would make you happy to know.

                                                            CARTER
                                    I don't know about "happy."   You're  
                                    an alien, aren't you? 

                                                            SANTA
                                    Let's just say I live to make people happy.

                                                            CARTER
                                    Let's just say you're lying through your teeth.

                                                            SANTA
                                    No, I'm telling the truth.  I'm a
                                    symbiont.  I'm made of energy, and I
                                    travel through the universe, spreading 
                                    happiness, and I feed on the feelings
                                    of joy I create.  That happy energy is
                                    what keeps me alive.

                                                            CARTER
                                    I don't believe you.

                                                            SANTA
                                    Nevertheless, it's true!

                                                            CARTER
                                    I've been from one end of the galaxy to
                                    the other, and I've never seen anything
                                    as nice as you claim to be.  Life is hard,
                                    and the only way to survive is to be
                                    always ready for the worst.

                                                            SANTA
                                    Captain, tell me what gift I can give you to
                                    make you happy.

                                                            CARTER
                                    Why don't you give me a cryzo-gun.

Santa reaches into his bag of gifts and takes out a ray gun which he gives to the Captain.

                                                        SANTA
                                    Merry Christmas, Captain.

The Captain points the gun at Santa.

                                                        CARTER
                                    Now perhaps you wouldn't mind telling
                                    me how you knew exactly what was
                                    wrong with our equipment?  Could it
                                    be that you caused the malfunctions in the
                                    first place?

Santa turns sinister.

                                                        SANTA
                                    Captain, you asked for a cryzo-gun. 
                                    You didn't ask for the ammunition you
                                    need to operate it.

                                                        CARTER
                                    That's all right.  I already have the
                                    ammunition.

Carter slaps an ammo clip onto his ray gun.  Santa digs into his sack for another ray gun, but before Santa can fire, Carter shoots.  Santa falls dead.  A moment later, Diamond and Moore enter.

                                                        DIAMOND
                                    Captain!

                                                        MOORE
                                    What happened!

                                                            CARTER
                                    I checked my list, and found out he'd been
                                    naughty.  I'm not sure exactly what he was
                                    up to, but it's over now.  I think this calls
                                    for a drink.

Captain Carter exits.  As soon as he's gone, Santa sits up.  He's fine.

                                                            SANTA
                                    Don't be sad.  I'm perfectly fine!

                                                            MOORE
                                    Santa!!!!

                                                            DIAMOND
                                    What happened?

                                                            SANTA
                                    I gave the Captain what he wanted most in
                                    the world - validation of his view of life.  It's
                                    not what most people would choose for a
                                    Christmas present, but it's what he wanted. 
                                    You will keep my survival our little secret,
                                    won't you?  I wouldn't want to spoil his
                                    Christmas.

Santa starts to exit.

                                                            MOORE
                                    Where are you going?

                                                            SANTA
                                    Back to the airlock.  There are a lot more
                                    beings in the universe for me to make happy.

                                                            DIAMOND
                                    You really are Santa Claus, aren't you?

                                                            SANTA
                                    Merry Christmas, Terry Diamond.

Santa exits.

Blackout!    

 

THE END

 

 

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