Mr. Max's madhouse

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 s some of you already know, my brother and I are working on a musical entitled Mr. Max's Madhouse. It takes place in an asylum. As for time period we are not sure yet I want it to be sometime around maybe the 20's when they really had no way of dealing with mentally unstable people. We are still working out the whole plot and developing characters but so far I think we are off to a good start

Act One Scene One Unemployment

{Bradley walks onstage and pours cereal starts to eat it and reads newspaper. He puts down newspaper frustrated.}

 

Bradley: Unemployment. What do I have to say about unemployment. Well, frankly it sucks. I can’t support my wife and soon to be son. A man’s job is to support his family. If I can’t do that, what can I do? I’ll tell you what {Stands up and slams hand down on the table) NOTHING! Absolutely nothing.

 

Bradley: A man without a job is useless to society.

He contributes nothing and gets nothing in return.

 

I used to be a bank teller,

But at work I fell asleep

The boss was not happy

So he threw me out on the street.

 

I used to work for Johnny

He lives across the way

I worked inside his motor shop

But cars weren’t my forte

 

It’s not like I don’t try

I try really, really hard

It’s just people don’t see

What’s inside of me,

and my work ethics frankly aren’t up to snuff,

and all that kind of stuff.

 

I used to work in post,

Delivery was my job,

But sometimes the letter got lost

Because frankly I just wasn’t good at that job

 

It’s not like I don’t try

I try really, really hard

It’s just my resume

It really a display

And my boss’s never really have anything good to say,

And all that kind of stuff

 

{Darla Malkovits Enters room and she is obviously pregnant}

 

Darla: (Spoken) I found a job!

Bradley: (spoken) You found a job!?

{Bradley walks over to Darla and puts hand on her stomach. They both look down at the baby }

 

Darla and Bradley: We found a job!

 

Darla: Now honey don’t screw this up,

We know how bad you are

{Bradley looks sheepishly towards audience}

You holding down a job is

Like a child with a flu

Trying not to spew

 

It’s not like you don’t try

you try really, really hard

Now I still love you

It’s just you’re lazy

And frankly dear, you just don’t work that hard

And all that kind of stuff

 

(Dance break)

 

Bradley: A job

Darla: A job

Bradley and Darla: We really found a job.

 

Darla: Hopefully you’ll succeed this time, yeah right

Bradley: what’s that?

Darla: nothing now go.

{Couple does double spin and Bradley spins offstage out the door. Darla looks at the door and sighs in happiness. Then Bradley walks back through the door sheepishly rubbing the back of his head)

Bradley: Where did you say this job was.

{Darla throws her hands up and music ends}

 

{Darla grabs a piece of paper off the counter and walks up to Bradley starts to hand it to him and when Bradley reaches for it she pulls it away.}

 

Darla: Now before I give this to you, try to keep an open mind, With this job you’ll be helping to do a lot of good.

 

Bradley: {Distressed} This isn’t a military job is it?

 

Darla: They really aren’t as bad as you think.

 

Bradley: {melodramatically} Oh no, my wife has had enough of her lazy good for nothing husband and is sending him off to die.

 

Darla: honey –

 

Bradley : (Cuts Darla off) Oh no please don’t send me off , I promise I’ll try harder at my next job.

 

Darla: honey –

 

Bradley: (on his knees at Darla’s feet) What about our unborn child! He will never know his father.

 

Darla: (Frustrated and yells) HONEY!

 

Bradley: (Stops to look at Darla) yes dear?

 

Darla: It’s not a military Job, I’m not trying to send you away.

 

Bradley: What? Then what is it?

 

Darla: They are looking for a caretaker at the local Asylum.

 

Bradley: (Confused) an Asylum?

 

Darla: Yes an Asylum, a place where they send the crazies when –

 

Bradley: I know what an Asylum is. What do you think makes me qualified for this job?

 

Darla: It’s not about that you just need a job. Now here (Shoves paper into Bradley’s hands) take this (Starts herding Bradley Toward the door) And go see if you can get an interview. (Pushes Bradley through the door and closes it. Turns around to face audience)

 

 

Darla:

It’s not like he doesn’t try

He tries really, really hard

Now I still love Him

It’s just the baby

The baby need a father that can provide for him,

Someone he can look up to.

And all that kind of stuff

 

{Lights go down and scene ends)

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