"Days of Christmas Past:
1966"Episodes # 281-284: A Few Snippets of
Christmas
Air Dates: December 14-December 19,
1966
PRESENTS:
Tom and Alice discuss
Christmas presents. Alice tells him she wants to be surprised. He teases her
about negligees and she says she doesn’t need that. Then he asks if she’s going
to asks what he wants for Christmas. She tells him his gift is already bought,
wrapped and ready to go. They talk about getting a tree tonight because Julie
won't be there to celebrate with them. He asks about Julie’s plan on staying in
Paris. Alice says that she thinks she’ll stay longer. Tom then breaks the news
about Bill planning on leaving for Baltimore for his residency with John
Hopkins.
COOKIES:
Alice:
Before we do anything
else-Christmas cookies.
Marie: I was beginning to
wonder if you’d forgotten.
Alice: No. It wouldn’t be
Christmas without them. At least to me it wouldn’t.
Marie: It wouldn’t to any
one of us, Mom. For as long as I can remember, you’d get out the cookie cutters
and we’d make gingerbread men, little Christmas trees and stars and snowmen. And
all the kids from the neighborhood would be over. And we’d still have enough to
last us halfway through January.
Alice:
(beat) Such wonderful
memories.
Alice mentions to
Marie that Julie and Addie are going to be in Europe for
Christmas. (Jason47 Note: The Horton house phone
number is mentioned: 366-8120).
TRADITIONS:
Marie is wrapping
Christmas presents. She tells Julie about them moving up the Christmas tree
trimming for her because she’s going to miss Christmas in Salem. They talk about
traditions being important:
Marie: Mom and her Christmas cookies. Dad—picking
out the tree each year, the family trimming it. A fire in the fireplace during
the holidays. Everyone gathering around Christmas Eve for Christmas carols. Then
midnight services. Eggnog when we get home. Ice skating on the creek Christmas
afternoon.
Macdonald Carey...Frances Reid...Marie
Cheatham...John Clarke.....Edward Mallory.....Susan Flannery.....Charla
Doherty.....Wesley Addy
Tom Horton.......Alice Horton......Marie
Merritt......Mickey Horton.......Bill Horton.........Laura Spencer.......Julie
Olson........Dr. Eric Cooper
Episode # 285: The Horton
Ornaments Make Their Debut!
Air Date: Tuesday, December 20, 1966
(Int. Horton Living
Room. Early evening. This is the night the Horton family will put up their
Christmas tree. Open with Tom, Mickey and Marie in the room. Nearby are boxes
with lights, ornaments, tinsel—no new boxes except possibly replacement lights.
The ornaments are varied, each steeped in tradition. Mickey is holding the tree
somewhere at the middle—and make it a big tree, please. Tom, on his hands
and knees, has inched his way through the long needled branches and is trying to
get the base of the tree secure into the stand. Marie is back a few steps, ready
with a discerning eye, to tell all assembled when the tree is straight and
upright. Inevitably, Tom is having much difficulty. They are all realistically
involved in the problem—They do not play the scene broadly. Open with
pictures.)
Mickey:
Dad, why don’t you let me do
that?
Tom: Someday, Mickey—and
this is a promise—I’m going to invent a Christmas (struggling with tree
stand) whereby with a simple adjustment or two—the tree will stand
upright.
Mickey: Why don’t I hop in
the car and pick up a new stand if this one is giving you
trouble?
Tom: For your
information, we have an attic filled with Christmas tree stands, old and new
alike, none of which work.
Mickey: Sounds like it's
time you cleaned your attic.
Marie: Mickey, why don’t I
hold the tree and you get down there and help Dad.
Mickey: What you’re saying,
Sis, is that you’re not sure whether Dad has the Christmas tree, or the
Christmas tree has Dad.
Tom: Somehow I don’t
find that very funny.
Mickey:
(beat as Mickey tries to
look through the branches at his Dad) Marie—(Mickey motions his
sister over. As Marie approaches, Tom says:)
Tom: Wait! I think I’ve
got it.
Mickey: Whoops. Stay right
where you are, Sis.
Tom: All right, Mickey,
let go and we’ll see what happens.
(Mickey lets go and
the tree stands firm. Firm and slightly crooked.)
Mickey: Very
good.
Marie: No. A little bit
crooked.
Tom: Which
way?
Marie: It’s leaning toward
the right.
Tom: Your right or
mine?
Marie: Mine. Your left.
(Tom maneuvers it somewhat) There, Dad. Hold it—that’s--. No, you went a
little too far.
Tom: (Makes an
adjustment.) How’s that?
Marie:
Looks fine to me. What do
you think Mickey?
Mickey:
You
know, of course, Dad, that the trunk has a little curve to
it.
Tom: But does it look
straight?
Mickey:
Hmm, I suppose as straight
as any tree with a curved trunk can look.
Marie: Don’t pay any
attention to him, Dad. It’s fine.
(Tom now crawls out
from between the branches, stands up, looks it over.)
Tom:
I don’t know about the two
of you, but I think it’s a very pretty tree.
Mickey: One of the
nicest.
Marie: It’s beautiful.
Tom: (looking at it
critically) As for that curve in the trunk—
Mickey:
It’s not as noticeable as
all that.
Tom: When the lights are
on, ornaments, tinsel, you won’t even see it. Well, let’s say the rest of us
won’t see it. But you being you, Mickey, probably will.
(Bring Alice and
Julie into the room, each carrying very carefully a strand of
lights.)
Alice:
These two strands are fine.
Tom, where do you want them?
Tom: Over there on the
couch for now. Well, Mrs. Horton, how do you like it?
Alice: (Beat) Oh
Tom, it’s lovely. (beat) But—it does look a trifle
crooked.
Tom:
It
doesn’t to me.
Alice: Look from over here
(And she is serious)
Tom: (he goes over,
looks) No. Looks fine.
Mickey: Mom, maybe it’s
just that your eyeballs are crooked.
Alice: (Gives Mickey a
look, then back to the tree) What do you think, Julie?
Julie:
Looks straight to me,
Grandma.
Marie: (Who is now
standing by her mother) No, I
see what Mom means. Mickey, don’t touch the tree—but move the stand
clockwise—just a little.
Tom: Think you can
manage it, son?
Mickey: I’ll do my best,
Dad.
(Marie, Alice, and
Julie watch critically from their vantage point. After Mickey moves it a quarter
turn, both Alice and Marie say simultaneously:)
Marie and
Alice: Stop right there,
Mickey.
(He
does.)
Alice:
That’s fine,
dear.
Mickey: Well, Dad, would
you like to either agree or disagree with the ladies while I wait down
here?
Tom: If it’s fine with
the ladies, I’m not about to disagree.
(Mickey comes out
from under the tree as Alice goes to several more boxes of lights. Marie moves
toward her mother as Tom looks at the tree.)
Mickey: Now that we have
that little matter settled, what’s next on the agenda?
Alice: There’re more
lights to be tested.
Marie: Julie, why don’t
you, Mickey, and I finish them up?
Julie: Let’s do it in the
kitchen. There’s more room.
(Amidst a few ad lib
lines, Marie, Julie, and Mickey pick up lights, spare bulbs and next to kitchen.
Alice looks toward her husband who, in a rather serious moment, is looking at
his watch. A beat—she knows why he’s looking and immediately reflects his
mood.)
Alice:
What time is
it?
Tom: After seven. A few
minutes after.
Alice: Could something
come up at the hospital?
Tom: Bill was off duty
at six. There’re people on call to handle emergencies.
Alice: (beat) Tom,
we’re going to wait. Ever since the children were old enough to help, decorating
the tree has been something we’ve done together, as a family. It’s been
a—tradition.
Tom: I’m—well aware of
that.
Alice: Addie’s in Europe,
she can’t be here. But Bill’s in Salem.
Tom: For now. Until the
second of January. Alice, I can’t for the life of me understand that boy. Boy? A
young man, a doctor—who could have every opportunity here—but he’s turned his
back, he doesn’t want any part of me. It’s just possible that’s why Bill isn’t
here tonight.
Alice: We’re going to
wait, Tom.
Tom: (Beat) But
not for long.
(Int. Coffee Shop at
University Hospital. Small portion of coffee shop. Bill, who is in street
clothes, is in deep and serious thought. An untouched cup of coffee sits before
him. Establish. Then bring Laura into picture, also with
coffee.)
Laura tells Bill she
thought he left a while ago. Bill asks her if she’s on call and she nods. She
asks why he is there at the coffee shop. He tells her he’s making the most
important decision of his life.
ACT TWO:
(Take up
immediately)
Bill asks if she can
join him. Laura tells him she didn’t know if he wanted company. She sits and he
stares into space, Bill breaks the silence to ask her a question. He asks her if
her mind has ever been confused as to what to do in life. She tells him once
when she had to decide whether to marry or go to medical
school. She tells him about Doug,
one of the most eligible bachelors in Chicago (according to the papers.) He was
polite, wealthy, came from a good family. She thinks she loved him. Bill
questions her about loving this man. She tells him that Doug wanted a wife not a
doctor. That was the time her mind was “tied in knots” as Bill put it. She
couldn’t decide to give up her career to be a wife. Bill asks her if she
would have married him if he left her keep her career. She thinks she
probably would have married him if that was the case. Then she tells Bill
not too long after their relationship, Doug was married, to a stay at home wife
and three kids. They then talk about the
commitment both made as doctors to use their talents as best that can to serve
the community. Bill tells her that he was so sure that he was going into
internal medicine. Laura tells her that he knows why he’s torn. She’s seen him
in the operating room. She remembers the day when he was assisting Dr. Cooper
and he was right there, when Cooper asked for help. It was like second nature to
him tying off veins that suddenly bled. Bill tells her that was the day that put
the doubt in his mind about internal medicine, yet it also was the day he
accepted the offer at John Hopkins and embark on an internal medicine residency.
Now, he’s really not interested in that field. He asks for her
advice. Bill is stuck and thinking
he can't ask Hopkins to switch him to a surgical residency. Laura agrees saying
it too late and he committed to internal medicine. He tells her that he just
received the contracts for his residency. He doesn’t know what to do. Laura asks
if he’s talked to his father. He hasn’t but he has a 7:30 appointment with Dr.
Cooper to discuss his decision. He said it all started with a comment Cooper
made to him about being a good surgeon. Laura tells him that all surgical
residency openings have been filled at University. He just hopes that Cooper can
give him some advice.
ACT THREE:
(Int. Horton Living
Room. Marie alone by the tree, opening a box containing a dozen ornaments. She
carefully removes one, looks at it. Bring Mickey into the room. He looks at her,
and at the ornament.)
Mickey: What’s the saying,
Sis? They don’t make’em like that no more.
Marie: I wonder how long
it took Grandma Horton to make them.
Mickey: A good long time,
I’m sure. She finished them—just a matter of months before she
died.
Marie: So—precious, every
one of them.
Mickey:
Yes, that they are. I can remember the
day she brought them over. You were still in pig tails. She said she wanted
something of herself to be with us in years to come. Christmas was always her
favorite time of the year. (beat) Someday those ornaments will be handed
down to us.
Marie: (Beat) I
don’t want that day to ever come, Mickey.
Mickey: Nor do
I.
Marie: I can’t imagine a
Christmas without—Dad—or Mom.
Mickey: Hey now, enough of
that.
Marie: I’m sorry. And
yet—I do think of it from time to time.
Mickey:
I
suppose we all do—from time to time.
Marie: Too often, we take
things for granted. They’re here and we just think they’ll be here forever.
Mickey: So what’s the
answer? Except to make each day as full and as rich as possible, for them, for
us.
Marie: (She nods, a
beat) I wish that somehow we could impress that on
Bill.
Mickey:
Either it’s a part of him,
Marie, or it isn’t.
Marie:
Is
Bill so different then the rest of us?
Mickey: He might have that
impression—but fundamentally I don’t think he is. Our brother has his problems,
as you and I have ours.
Marie: As simple as
that?
Mickey: No. Maybe
not.
Marie: I wonder if he
knows how much he’s hurt Dad by his attitude.
Mickey: He’s not all that
insensitive. He’d have to know.
Marie: Then why would he
do it, Mickey?
Mickey: Sis, I can only
assume that somewhere along the way—he’s been hurt, too. By Dad. Not that
there’s any justification for his attitude. And yet—he must think
so.
Marie:
Mom
said both she and Dad have thought over and over again what it could be. They
don’t know. I just can’t believe, Dad being Dad, that he ever could have done
anything, said anything—that would justify Bill’s
attitude.
Mickey:
Whatever happened, Marie,
I’m convinced it was a long time ago.
Marie: (beat) You
know, of course, that Bill’s going to be leaving here the second of January—for
Baltimore.
Mickey:
Yes, I
know.
Marie: If he stayed here
at University Hospital, he’d have to work under dad. From what Mom said, they
feel that’s the reason Bill decided on John Hopkins.
Mickey: Marie, in all
fairness to our kid brother, there could have been other considerations.
Professional, I mean.
Marie:
Do
you believe that?
Mickey:
I
do think we have to allow for the possibility.
Marie: (Beat) As
for the rest of us, we couldn’t have a more wonderful brother. Mom, a more
devoted son.
Mickey:
So what’s the
answer?
Marie: I don’t
know.
Mickey: (Beat as Mickey
looks at his watch) I wonder what’s keeping him.
Marie: What time is
it?
Mickey:
Going on seven-thirty. Mom
doesn’t want to start without him.
Marie: Of course she
doesn’t. This has always been a—family project. And now with Addie in
Europe—
Mickey: Sis, you don’t
think, that Bill—just wouldn’t come?
Marie: No, Mickey. I’m
sure he’ll be here.
Mickey: Where could he
be?
(Telephone
rings)
Marie: I’ll get it,
Dad.
(Marie gets the
phone. Early in conversation bring Alice and Tom into the room. Bill is calling
from house phone outside Cooper’s office.)
Marie:
Hello?
Bill: Marie, I’m sorry
about not being there. Frankly, I had a lot on my mind and forgot about the tree
until this minute.
Marie: Where are
you?
Bill: At the
hospital.
Marie: Will you be
here?
Bill: I know I’m late
already. But do you think you can hold things up—let’s say for another
forty-five minutes or an hour? I would like to be there.
Marie: Of course we’ll
wait, Bill.
Bill: I’m really sorry
about this, Marie. Will you explain to Mom, sort of smooth things over for
me?
Marie: All right, Bill.
And we’ll look for you within the hour…Goodbye.
(During Marie’s
final two speeches, with her in the foreground, be sure we see Tom and Alice
react with warm smiles—Tom’s however, with a shade of reserve. Stay with Bill as
he hangs up…(hospital corridor)…we see a very intense young man. Hold on him,
then, hear footsteps approach from down the corridor. Bill looks toward
the approaching footsteps, then bring Cooper into
picture)
Dr. Cooper asks Bill
if he wanted to see him. He answers that he very much wants to talk to him.
ACT FOUR:
(Int. Cooper's
Office. Take up immediately from inside the office. Cooper goes to his desk,
immediately begins reviewing several reports and memoranda and continues to
during the early part of the scene. He doesn’t look at Bill until
indicated.)
Dr. Cooper asks Bill
to get to the point of this meeting because he has another lecture in thirty
minutes and has to have time to prepare. Bill starts telling him about his
residency at Hopkins. He tells him that he hasn’t signed the contract yet.
Cooper is confused about the information and asks if he’s suppose to
congratulate him. Bill tells him that he’s changed his mind and he wants to go
into surgery. Cooper asks him how long
ago he accepted this residency. Bill tells him a few days ago. Then Cooper
mocks him by asking him when he’ll change his mind to Pediatrics, maybe the week
after Gynecology? Bill tells him he won’t change his mind—he wants to be a
surgeon. Cooper brings up his compliment that he gave Bill the other day. Did
his compliment have anything to do with Bill’s new change of heart? Bill tells
him that the compliment made his feelings come out to the surface. He calls it a
realization. Cooper is really questioning him on semantics, but Bill insists
that he’s definite on being a surgeon. Cooper gives him some facts—would he be
here talking to him if he hadn’t passed on that compliment the other day?
Bill tells him that he can’t be sure. Cooper is telling him that he’s putting
one thing he mentioned in passing and turning his back on one of the finest
hospitals in the country. Bill’s temper rises up and
he tells him that damnit, he’s sure that he wants to be a surgeon and comments
on how Cooper has been not paying attention to him and looking through papers.
Cooper finally looks up at him as Bill is telling him that he doesn’t know how
he’s going to do it, but he will become a surgeon and came to him for some
advice. Bill tells him he shouldn’t have come to see him. Cooper tells him
if he walks out of the office, he better not step into the surgical floor
tomorrow. That stops Bill and then Cooper asks him what makes him sure he has
what it takes to become a surgeon? Bill replays Cooper’s own
words to him about not many interns having promise for surgery, except for him.
Cooper says promise is not reality and that it doesn’t show capability. Bill
tells him that he will be a great surgeon if not only to come back to him and
make him eat the words he’s saying right now. Cooper tells him that he doesn’t
know of the pressure of being a surgeon- split-second decisions, life and death,
responsibility, loneliness that makes you scream. Then he asks Bill if that’s
what he really wants? He answers, yes. Cooper tells him he’ll see what he can
do. Bill looks at him and asks what he means. He tells him that he’ll call the
Chief at Hopkins, who’s a personal friend, and try to get him out of his
residency. Then he’ll see if they can add another surgical residency here. But
he warns him, the day he sees him as weak, is the day he’s no longer in the
program. He understands and Cooper tells him he needs to organize his
lecture.
(As Cooper digs in,
doesn’t even look up as Bill leaves, take Bill at the door, one final look at
Cooper, a look of hero worship here…fade out)
David McLean...Ron
Husmann
Craig Merritt...Tony Merritt
Episode #
286
ACT ONE
(Same night as
preceding script. Int. Craig’s office, Hillcroft. Tony alone, putting ornaments,
tinsel, etc., on a small table-size Christmas tree, now on the desk. He’s
singing happily, more or less to himself, the carol “Have Yourself a Merry
Little Christmas.” Establish. He sings a verse or so. Then bring Craig to the
doorway. Not in his uniform. He looks at Tony. Then)
Craig asks
Tony about the tree. Tony tells him it's to get him in the Christmas
spirit. He's noticed that he hasn’t been himself. Tony is sorry that
they can’t spend Christmas together this year because Craig will be flying. Tony
tells Craig he knows that he volunteered to be on call during Christmas.
Craig tells him that some of the guys have kids, small ones. Tony
tells Craig he understands and gives him the tree. He then tells him
that he wishes he could put the tree in a house or apartment since he hasn’t
bothered to look for a place to live. Craig
tells him about the meeting he just had with the head of the airlines. He tells
him that the airline is expanding to cargo and he’s signed up for it. He will be
taking cargo to the Far East for the year. That's why he hasn’t bothered to look
for a place to live. He’s trying to sell this opportunity as an adventure and
for double the pay. Craig tells Tony that he leaves on December 31. Tony can't
believe how fast this adventure is starting. Craig convinces Tony to take him
out to dinner to celebrate.
(Tony goes out
singing the song again. Take Craig, alone, drained of all bravado. Take him and
the tree in closeup.)
(DISSOLVE
TO: Int. Horton Living
Room. Marie alone. The boxes
of ornaments, etc. as they were when we last saw them in ACT III of the
preceding script. She hears Craig’s words.)
CRAIG
(recorded): Won’t be long, will it,
darling, before there’s another Christmas. Our first together, Marie. Just a few
more months. Let’s see, we’ll put our tree over there, we’ll have a fire in the
fireplace, plenty of egg nog—a Christmas neither of us will ever forget.
Marie touches
her ring finger and talks to herself saying that she’ll never understand why
Craig asked for a divorce.
ACT TWO
(A moment or two
later. Marie standing where she was, looking at the tree. Bring Tom into picture
behind her.)
Tom tells Marie that he’s sure the tree is straight as an arrow. At least that’s what he thinking when he sees her staring at it. Then he tries to get her attention, but she’s lost in thought. He asks her what’s she’s thinking about and she tells him of Christmas. He asks past or present. She tells him future. Now the topic changes to Marie’s romantic entanglements. Tom notices that the times that she’s been out with Tony, she hasn’t come to “present” him to her mother or him. He tells her that he’s welcome here at the house. She thanks him and tells him that she wasn’t sure he was welcomed. She says she’ll wait a bit before bringing him around. She wants to know how Tom feels about Tony. He tells her he hasn’t formed an opinion. He says he trusts her judgment. Marie goes on to say that she knows that Mickey likes Tony but Bill has made it clear that he doesn’t. Tom tells her that his point is that it's her feelings that count most of all. She tells him that she feels strange. That last year, she would have given anything to marry Tony but now, she feels that has changed. She questions whether she’s changed so much in a year that she doesn’t want to marry him. Marie tells Tom that when Tony talks about marriage, she pulls away. Tom wonders if she’s afraid of what might happen. She shifts the conversation to Bill. She tells him that she was talking to Mickey about Bill. They have noticed his negative attutude towards him. Tom tells her that their disagreements are nothing serious. Marie brings up the fact that Bill’s decided to do his residency in Baltimore and all the decisions leading up to it. Tom tells her that he’s never met a son and/or intern who doesn’t want to upstage the “old man.” Marie says there’s more to it then professional rivalry and Tom may agree there’s more to it but tells her it is what it is. Alice walks in.
Tom asks Alice if everything is ready for the tree trimming. She says that they’ll start when Bill gets home. Mickey is helping Julie with her luggage. Bill has just come in and greets everyone. He apologizes that they had to wait for him to start. Bill goes to his mother and kisses her and asks for forgiveness. She says there’s nothing to forgive. Bill welcomes Julie to her first tree trimming evening with the Hortons.Bill:
Hi Julie. Welcome to your first tree
trimming evening with the Hortons.
Julie:
Thanks, Uncle
Bill.
Mickey:
Evening, Doctor.
Bill:
Mr. Attorney.
Mickey: And now, Mom, since everyone’s present
and accounted for, what do you say we trim that tree?
Alice:
(hands him the star) All right—you start this year,
Mickey.
Mickey: I
start—
Bill:
(As Mickey
puts the star up. The others get ornaments, etc., and move in to trim.) The
tradition is, Julie, you hang them where you think they should go—and up to a
point, you’re on your own.
Julie:
How do you mean, up to a
point?
Bill: You’ll find out.
(He starts singing a gay carol, such as “Deck the Halls”…stops..then)
And sing while you work, Julie. (Julie joins in…all join in as they
start trimming. Take Tom looking at Bill. A half smile, but underneath a little
hurt. Then Tom joins the song, moves in to trim.)
ACT THREE
(A short time
later. All hands busy. Alice, the mother, has definite ideas as to what should
go where, so she more or less masterminds the operation, as tactfully as
possible. Mickey is fixing the lights. Marie hanging striped candy canes. The
others put ornaments, etc., on. A little humming, happy snatches of songs as
they trim.)
Alice:
Julie—I think—that might
go—a—
Julie:
It balances out with the other side,
Grandma.
Bill: Remember—up to a
point, Julie! (Laughs)
Alice:
Let’s try it on the lower
branch.
Julie:
Here?
Alice:
Well—yes, that’s fine for
now.
Bill:
You nibbling at those candy canes again
this year,
Marie?
Marie: I’m saving them for
later.
Julie: Aunt Marie wouldn’t
eat the canes!
Bill: It’s a family joke,
Julie—one Christmas when Marie was in rompers, she bit off the bottom half of
every candy cane on the tree.
Marie:
And Mom made me eat every bite of dinner
afterwards.
(Alice is
changing an ornament here and there)
Tom: Come on now
Alice—that looked fine.
Alice:
Darling—we have to make room for the
others.
Mickey: Bill, shove that
plug in the socket, will you?
Bill: Okay. (Bill
plugs the cord in. The lights go on.)
Mickey:
Well look at that, they all
lit up.
Tom:
For
the moment, anyway.
Julie:
This is a wonderful
tradition, Aunt Marie.
Marie: The family never
misses a year.
Julie: I cant begin to
tell you how glad I am to be a part of it, all you’re doing for
me.
Marie: You’re doing a lot
for us, just being here.
Julie: I can never really
thank you—putting up your tree early, a big Christmas dinner tomorrow night
because I’m leaving for Paris.
Tom: Well, Julie, you
can tell our oldest daughter something from all of us—
Julie:
What,
Grandpa?
Tom:
(gets ornament from his mother’s
dozen) Tell her we’re hanging the ornament that was always her favorite, in
its usual place. (Hangs it on front of tree)
Julie: It’s
beautiful!
Tom: And, I think your
mother will be glad to know, that despite the many changes in this world or
ours, things are going along here pretty much the same.
(The lights go
out)
Mickey: Correction, Julie.
Make that exactly the same.
(Light laughter
at this. Mickey will fix the lights, replace a bulb or
whatever)
Julie: How long do you
leave the tree up, Grandma?
Alice: We usually take it
down on New Year’s Day. This year we may leave it up a couple days longer.
Julie:
Why?
Alice: For your uncle
Bill, until after he leaves for Baltimore.
(The lights go
on)
Mickey:
How’s that, Mrs.
Horton?
Alice:
Just keep them burning bright,
Mickey.
Bill:
You know, Mom, you may not need to leave
it up in my honor.
Alice: It was just a
thought, dear.
Bill: I mean—it’s
possible I won’t be going to Johns Hopkins after all.
(From here on,
the trimming should not divert us in any way from the internal dynamics of the
scene. It should probably stop entirely. Right now, with this from Bill,
everything does stop.)
Tom:
(slight pause) What do you mean,
Bill?
Bill: I may be taking my
residency here at University Hospital, Dad.
Tom:
(just a wisp of a smile) Son,
I’m not sure I understand.
Bill:
It’s the reason I was late getting home.
Y’see, I’ve had this in mind, so I asked Dr. Cooper about it. He thinks it might
work—that he might get me a surgical residency here.
Alice: Surgical? You’d
stay in Salem?
Bill: That’s right,
Mom—
Marie: I hadn’t heard of
that.
Bill: No one in the
family has until now, Sis. And it isn’t definite, nothing’s
settled.
Tom: But you want this,
son.
Bill:
Yes, I
do.
Tom: You’ve seen Cooper,
gone that far.
Bill:
Yes.
Tom:
I wonder if I should have seen this
coming. I’ve been aware of the interest you showed in surgery lately. But I
didn’t realize you’d given it any serious thought.
Bill: I know what I’m doing,
Dad.
Tom: I wish you well,
son.
Bill: (pleased)
You realize of course there are a couple of pretty formidable roadblocks before
it can happen.
Tom:
How
formidable?
Bill:
Well, I’ve already made a
commitment to Hopkins. Theyre not going to like my pulling
out.
Tom: No, I’m sure they
won’t. Yet we both know they shouldn’t have any trouble filling the post. What
else, Bill?
(Take Alice,
pleased with what she’s seeing. Father and son are close to
touching)
Bill:
Dad—there’s the problem of a
place being made for me here.
Tom: What did Dr. Cooper
say?
Bill: He seemed
optimistic. That’s as far as he could go.
Tom: Bill—if Eric Cooper
runs into any trouble—well, just know that if I can help in any
way—
Bill:
Thanks, Dad. I appreciate
that. (beat) I mean it.
(Father and son
have, for this moment, almost touched. And for the first time Tom shows his
gladness. This is not an all out enthusiasm and thoughts are going through his
mind, thoughts he’ll express to Alice later on. All have seen their closer
rapport)
Mickey: Look, Doctors
Horton, are we going to finish this tree or aren’t we?
Bill: Sure, let’s get at
it.
(Bill and Tom
exchange glances. The others see it.)
ACT FOUR
(Same night,
much later. Except for the tree lights and a fire in the fireplace, the room is
dark. Tom and Alice are seen only by the dancing light from the fire. Take Tom
alone, on the couch, looking at the tree, deep in thought, smoking his pipe.
Take this picture, it should be a beautiful one. Then bring Alice in, in her
robe. She stops, looks at the picture, comes and sits beside her husband. For a
long moment, there’s no need for words.)
Alice:
It’s the most beautiful tree we’ve ever
had, Tom.
Tom:
You
say that every year. Each one is the most beautiful of
all.
Alice: It’s true—and oh
Tom, the children never outgrow the feeling of being a family. Darling, this is
the nicest evening ever in so long.
Tom: I’m sure part of it
is Bill, his announcement he might not be going to Baltimore.
Alice:
Of
course I’m happy about that. I’m a mother.
Tom: I know,
darling.
Alice:
(beat) Tom—
Tom:
Mmm?
Alice: What do you think
of Bill going into surgery?
Tom: If this is what he
wants, by all means it’s the course he should follow, though I won’t deny I was more than a little
surprised.
Alice: I could see that
you were.
Tom: As far as I
remember, Bill’s talked internal medicine. But these things happen. Suddenly,
you change—you see what you want—and there’s no more important decision for a
doctor.
Alice: He seems hopeful
that Dr. Cooper will be able to get him out of his commitment with
Hopkins.
Tom: Yes, Bill seems to
think he can. I think he will, of course it would have been simpler, earlier. No
matter now. (beat) I just didn’t sense this was in the
wind.
Alice:
Well, if you had
known, dear, you’d have said the decision was up to him.
Tom:
It
was Bill’s decision of course. Still—I might have advised him if he’d come to
me. Helped my son, in some way.
Alice: (senses Tom’s
disappointment) Tom—I felt tonight that you and Bill were closer then
you’re been in years.
Tom:
I guess it did look that
way, Alice.
Alice: It was that
way.
Tom: I wonder. If I were
to be realistic, I could say that Bill is a somewhat desperate young
man—
Alice:
Desperate? You can be that
realistic?
Tom: To put it another
way, he desperately wants something very much—he’ll take support, assurance from
any quarter.
Alice: I don’t believe
that.
Tom: Then what do you
believe?
Alice: I want to believe
that tonight is the start of a real relationship between the two of
you.
Tom: (smile)
Darling, if that’s what you want to believe, then by all means, you believe it.
Alice: Don’t
you?
Tom: I think we’ve
talked enough about our children for one evening.
Alice: We’ve really only
talked about Bill.
Tom: There’s not too
much to say about Mickey, he’s his usual gregarious self. As for Marie, I think
she’s coming along better than we might have hoped. And as for their
mother---you know, Mrs. Horton, I’m very fond of you… (kisses her) fact
is, I’m in love with you.
Alice: I love you, Dr.
Horton. Fact is, I loved you long before you got your M.D. (beat)
Remember the first year we had a Christmas tree of our
own?
Tom:
A
tiny thing—
Alice: Dreamed of a home
of our own—then Addie and Tommy were born—
Tom: Then
Mickey—Bill—Marie—and family evenings like the one we’ve just
had.
Alice: With something to
remember about each and every year. (Beat, then soberly) I wonder how
many more Christmases we’ll have, Tom.
Tom: What kind of talk
is that?
Alice: Honest talk,
realistic.
Tom: You know, Mrs.
Horton, one of these days I’m going
to get you to the office for a thorough going over, and get these ideas
out of your head.
Alice: Oh, I feel fine,
Tom.
Tom: Then enough of that
kind of talk. All right?
Alice:
All
right, darling.
Tom: (Puts his arm
around her, looks at her, take a beat) Thank you,
Alice.
Alice: For
what?
Tom: For all the years,
a family, a home, and your love. Thank you, darling—and –Merry
Christmas—1966.
Alice: Thank you,
Tom—and—Merry Christmas—1966.
(They
embrace)
Denise Alexander...Clive
Clerk...Coleen Gray...Terry O'Sullivan
Susan Martin...David Martin...Diane Hunter...Richard
Hunter
Episode #
287
Robert Brubaker...K.T.
Stevens
John Martin...Helen
Martin
Episode #
288
Air Date: Friday, December 23, 1966
Script Writer: William J.
Bell
ACT
THREE?>
Int.
John Martin Living Room (John Martin
and Helen are dressed for the evening. But at the moment, John is alone—he’s
tossing the keys to the new house up and down in his hand. He’s alive with
anticipation—but keep him in character. Bring Helen to the doorway. She stops,
looks at her husband, smiles. There of course should be a Christmas tree. Use
the Horton’s.)
John
can’t wait to give David and Susan the keys to the new house that he bought for
them. Helen says he looks like the cat that ate the canary. John tells her that
he’s always wanted to give them this since they found out that Susan was giving
them their first grandchild. Helen asks how he’s going to tell them about the
house. He says that he’ll think of something. Maybe he’ll tell them to come
check out the house that belongs to a friend. He wants to handle it. Helen
tells him she won’t spoil the surprise. John’s a bit sad that the draperies
couldn’t be made in time, even after making Susan pick the design and having her
think they were for their home. Helen tells him
the temporary drapes are lovely. They hear the doorbell. Helen thinks David
forgot his keys. Helen goes to let them in. They wish each other happy holidays.
John tells them they already are the happiest ever.
John offers them non-alcoholic egg nog and Susan accepts. She compliments them on their Christmas tree. John tells him it's been a while since they have had a tree. Usually they go to Florida and spend the winter there. He says maybe next year, they all can go with the baby. David brings over the cups of egg nog for everyone. Susan toast to the months ahead. David tells his father that he noticed the house down the street is finished. John and Helen exchange glances as David talks about the new house down the street. John tells him it’s a coincidence that he mentioned that house because he was going to ask them if they wanted to take a tour later on. Susan has never noticed it before. John tells her one of the guys from the office is moving there. David asks who and John tells him, Phil Dickens. David thinks its odd that Phil never mentioned moving. John tells him he left him a set of keys and thought they would enjoy looking at it. David tells him another time because they can’t stay too late. John insists that it’ll only take a couple of minutes and asks Susan. Susan says it's ok.
(John
smiles warmly at her, then glances to Helen as we take it out. Susan is just
being accommodating. David feels it’s a waste of
time.)
ACT FOUR
Int.
New House Living Room (This is later.
Take the living room of the lovely new home that John and Helen are about to
present to Mr. and Mrs. David Martin. Pan the room slowly. It’s a charming warm,
beautiful home—more contemporary than modern. It of course is furnished—and
really except for substitute draperies—is ready to move into. David and John are
the first to complete their tour as we see them return to the living room from
another part of the house. David, or course, is preoccupied and somewhat
indifferent.)
John
asks his son his opinion on the house. He says it's very nice: seven rooms,
wooden area. He can't believe that Dickens never brought up the fact that he
bought this house. John thinks perhaps it never occurred to Phil to tell David
about it. David lights a cigarette and thinks of going outside in order to not
dirty the ashtrays. John tells him he shouldn’t worry about that. David now
wonders what’s keeping Helen and Susan. John notices that he’s a bit nervous. He
tells him that they have had to postpone the trip to Cleveland for a couple of
days. John asks why and David tells him that Susan’s parents are getting
married. John’s happy and guesses that her parents want them there to witness
the ceremony. He doesn’t understand why that would make him nervous. David
guesses it’s the whole sudden change of plans. John thinks that it's
because he's becoming a father pretty soon. He agrees and sees that the women
have come into the living room.
Susan
is raving about the kitchen- state of the art appliances and loves the master
bedroom. She also mentions the fireplace. She tells John she doesn’t think she’s
seen a nicer home. John explains that there are three fireplaces in all. Helen
wants them to sit and talk, but David tells her that they shouldn’t because Phil
and his wife might walk in. John tells him that Phil’s visiting his folks
over the holidays. Susan says the house is furnished beautifully. She thinks a
lot of money was spent on them. John steps in to explain that this home is an
investment. A young family needs a home where kids can play and it will last a
lifetime. He thinks there's nothing more important for a family than a good
home. David, a bit uneasy, thinks they should go back to John and Helen’s home
for some more eggnog. Helen tells him they’ll go back in a few minutes. John
then thanks Susan for bringing their family together. He knows that he’s said it
numerous times, but he wants her to know that they love her very much. Helen
tells her she’s loved like a daughter. Susan thanks them.
John
then tells his son how proud of him he is for becoming this responsible
young man with a baby on the way. All this in a few short months and they
couldn’t be more proud of him. David thanks him. John then tells him that the
house isn’t for Phil, but they needed a story in order for them to come over to
see it. Susan is confused. John continues that he and Helen planned, built and
furnished this house- FOR THEM! David and Susan look at each other-stunned.
Susan doesn’t know what to say. John hands the keys over to David and tells him
Merry Christmas. Helen tells Susan Merry Christmas.
(Helen embraces Susan. Take David as he accepts the keys, slowly takes a few steps and looks almost numbly at everything about him—then take John—who smiles at Helen. Helen, her arms around Susan, returns his smile. They are excited and happy—unaware of the real reason for Susan and David’s stunned reaction to their gift—take it out on John and Helen as they beam at each other.)