False Accusations - A One Scene Play

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
A small one scene script I wrote up. Wanna use it? Just ask! :-)

Submitted: December 09, 2009

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False Accusations – A One Scene Play

Derrick – Late 20s- Early 30s - Convicted of the murder of his 17 year old daughter, Lisa. Completely innocent, though the evidence proves otherwise. A case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Mark – Mid 30s – Plays bad cop. Rough around the edges and drill instructor demeanor. Loves his job and the people he protects. Believes Derrick is completely guilty.

Aaron – Early to Mid 20s – Plays good cop. Sensitive, caring man. Believes that you are innocent until proven guilty. Is unsure if Derrick is Guilty or not.

Jail Guard – Large, heavy set male

Lawyer – Mid 40s – Small, petite man. Carries a briefcase and wears a brown suit everywhere he goes.

(Scene takes place in a police interrogation room. The room is dark, the only light source being the desk lamp placed on the steel table. Mark stands in the corner reading the brief of the crime, while Aaron fiddles with the table leg trying to fix the wobble.)

Mark

Will ya quit fiddling with that table? We got a suspect coming in soon…

Aaron

Sorry…Unbalanced tables annoy me…

Mark

YOU annoy me.

(The door opens. Enter Derrick and Jail Guard. Derrick is wearing a prisoners orange jumpsuit; shackles on his wrists and ankles. Derrick takes a seat at the table on a crude wooden chair.)

Mark

(Shines the desk lamp on Derrick, illuminating his face.) Stabbed 46 times…15 in the heart…4 in the head…hand marks on her wrists…evident signs of strangulation… (Takes light off of Derricks face and lights a cigarette.) What have you got to say for yourself?

Derrick

I didn’t do it…

Mark

Right…why should I believe you? You were AT the scene of the crime when she was found. HER blood was on your clothes. For Christ sake, YOUR PRINTS WERE ON THE WEAPON!!

Aaron

Well that could mean many things…

Mark

(Looks at Aaron with anger.) SHUT UP! (Shines lamp back on Derrick.) Why’d you do it?

Derrick

I told you I didn’t do it…

Aaron

At least hear his side of the story, Mark…

Mark

(Quickly turns to Aaron, in a fit of rage.) I SAID SHUT UP! Chief put ME in charge of interrogation. You’re here to OBSERVE.

Aaron

Mark. You should know that everyone is innocent until proven guilty. Let the man tell his side. For all we know, he could know some information we don’t. And if you sit there screaming at him, there’s a chance he might just completely forget it all, and I’m SURE the boss wouldn’t like it if you ruined our chances of getting every single piece of evidence we can…(Meekly looks down to the floor, as if he stepped over the line.)

Mark

(Sighs and rubs his eyes.) Fine. (Stares Derrick down for a moment.) You got ten seconds, boy-o. Let’s here your side.

Derrick

Thank you. You see…It happened like this. I was sound asleep in my bed, worrying about the whereabouts of my lovely wife Theresa and my beautiful daughter Lisa. I heard a door slam, so went downstairs to see if they’d returned. To my dismay, I see blood tracking across the living room floor. I followed the trail into the kitchen, where I saw Lisa…on her stomach… (Starts to get choked up, and it is evident in his voice that he’s about to start crying.) I turned her over… to see her pretty little face all wounded. She wasn’t breathing…she had no pulse. Theresa was nowhere to be found and my little girl was dead in my arms…I didn’t know what to do. I tried giving her mouth to mouth, but it was to no avail. I remember wanting to find the fucking bastard that did this to my daughter…I remember wanting to find him and make sure he felt the pain that I felt when I held my baby girl in my arms. I was in such a shock, that I couldn’t even pick up the phone and call for help. I picked Lisa up and I held her close. I felt the pain that every father has nightmares about…Do you have children, officer? Do you KNOW what it’s like to have someone come into YOUR HOUSE and KILL YOUR LITTLE DAUGHTER? It’s painful. EXCRUTIATINGLY painful! I didn’t call the cops because I was so convinced it was a horrible nightmare. I remember wanting to wake up or die on the spot. What would you do, officer? If your little girl was dead in your own house, what would you do? Would you get up and call for help? Or would you just wanna hold her…cradle her in your arms and tell yourself it’ll all be alright. So I held her…close. I then pulled the knife out of my baby’s stomach and held her some more. I wasn’t thinking, “Oh. My DNA is on the weapon now.” I was thinking, “Who could do such a monstrous thing to a child? A FUCKING CHILD! (Grows intense and screams.) MY FUCKING CHILD! SOMEONE CAME INTO MY GODDAMN HOUSE AND TOOK MY DAUGHTERS LIFE GODDAMN IT! (Buries his head in his arms and begins to cry.) My daughter…they killed my daughter…I didn’t do it…I just didn’t…I’d never hurt my child…never…ever. (Begins sobbing.)

(Mark sighs and leans against the grey brick wall. Aaron looks on to the sobbing prisoner and almost feels sympathetic for the man.)

Aaron

You realize that, unless someone comes clean, you’re going to be convicted? Your story is indeed heartfelt and meaningful, but –

Mark

BUT HEARTFELT AND MEANINGFUL STORIES DON’T MAKE YOUR FINGERPRINTS DISSAPEAR OFF THE MURDER WEAPON!I understand it is your child, but the evidence clearly states that you were the culprit. The ONLY way you’ll ever get off is if someone comes clean…

Aaron

There’s gotta be some other way, Mark… Because even though the evidence points to him, for some reason…I believe the guy. Look at him… (Motions to Derrick.) The poor guy is all broken up over this. You really think that someone like him would do such a thing to his daughter?

Mark

Look, kid. Law is blind. He could sit in the defendants chair and cry and plead not guilty until he’s blue in the face. As long as that evidence is there, it’s not gonna matter whether or not he says he done it. The evidence has him convicted alone. Like I said, the ONLY way anyone is gonna believe him is if someone comes clean…

(Enter Jail Guard and Lawyer.)

Jail Guard

Guys. A visitor.

Lawyer

Hello officers. I’m Teddy Grahm, Derricks lawyer. (Shakes Mark and Aaron’s hand.) I’m here today to bring you some interesting news. Just an hour ago the mother, Theresa, submitted a full fledged confession to the murder of Lisa Danthwarp. The judge wants to resume proceedings immediately.

Derrick

(Derrick lifts his head up and shows a shocked expression.) Theresa? SHE killed Lisa? Why? Why would she do such a thing??

Lawyer

According to the confession, she was intoxicated with a BAC of over .25. Doctors suspect she was delirious, and Theresa says she thought she was an intruder. Once she realized she had murdered her own daughter, she fled the scene before anyone could catch her.

Aaron

But…what about the murder weapon?

Mark

Yea, Derricks prints were all over it. No other prints were found on the knife. Surely she’s just taking the rap for her husband.

Lawyer

Well when she turned herself in, she had a very elaborate confession. She had been out bar hopping all night, and returning home from the cold, she was wearing white leather gloves. As she entered the house from the kitchen door, the daughter was sneaking in through the living room window. Theresa saw her and, because she was heavily intoxicated, thought she was an intruder. She proceeded to take her down by the wrists and drag her into the kitchen. The daughter put up a fight, so she attempted to strangle the daughter and when that didn’t work, she grabbed a knife and began stabbing. Since she was wearing gloves, her prints didn’t get on the weapon. The only prints found were Derricks.

Derrick

I TOLD YOU! I pulled the knife out of her stomach before I held her.

Lawyer

Besides, the marks on her neck and wrists didn’t match up with Derricks hand size when analyzed.

Mark

That’s amazing…Who woulda thought?

Aaron

I told you, Mark. Not everyone who is convicted is actually guilty.

Mark

Yea, yea. Save the gloating for another day, huh?Now, let’s get this show on the road. We have a proceeding to get to.

Derrick

(Begins to pray.) Thank you Lord. Thank you for guiding me through this rough time…I pray that you take care of my daughter in heaven…Amen

Mark, Aaron, Lawyer, Jail Guard

Amen.

(Jail Guard assists Derrick out of his chair and they all leave the room to show the lamp illuminating the dark room. Aaron comes into the room and switches the lamp off. Black out. The sound of a door closing is heard, followed by the words “Not Guilty” and the sound of a gavel slamming down.)

(End of scene.)


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