| In the hospital the next day. Now there are four children, including Carl. Molly enters and tries to amuse them. | |
| Molly: | OK. Do you know how to play charades? [Betty and Tim raise their hands.] |
| Molly: | Frank, you've never played charades? |
| Frank: | Nope. |
| Molly: | Carl, you're sure you've never played? [Carl shakes his head no.] |
| Molly: | OK, Betty, Tim, and Frank. We're going to play charades. Frank, you can learn as we go. And, Carl, you join in at any time. OK, let me think. OK, I've got one. [She writes a title on a piece of paper. She puts the paper on a table so that no one can see the title.] All right. [She makes the charades motion for "movie" by pretending to hold an old-fashioned camera in her left hand and turning the handle with her right hand.] |
| Betty: | A movie! A movie! |
| Molly: | [She touches her nose with her index finger. This means "correct" in charades.] Right. A movie. OK. [She counts to six on her fingers because there are six words in the title of the movie. Then she holds up six fingers.] |
| Tim: | Six words. It has six words. |
| Frank: | That's easy. I can play. |
| Molly: | Good. OK. We've got a movie. The title ... |
| Betty: | Six words. |
| Molly: | Right. First word ... [She pulls her ear. This means "sounds like" in charades.] |
| Betty: | Sounds like. |
| Tim: | Sounds like ... |
| Molly: | You got that part right. Yes. [pulling her ear] Sounds like like ... [She shakes her head no.] Sounds like what? |
| Frank: | Sounds like no. |
| Molly: | [touching her nose.] Absolutely right, Frank. Sounds like no . OK. We've got a movie. Six words. The first word sounds like no . |
| Frank: | Row. Row. |
| Tim: | Go. |
| Molly: | Nope. |
| Tim: | Show. That's itshow. |
| Molly: | [laughing] No. ... OK ... [She acts out the word snow with her fingers.] |
| Betty: | [quickly] Snow. |
| Molly: | [She touches her nose.] Absolutely right, Betty. Sounds like nosnow . OK, a movie. Six words. The first word is snow. |
| Frank: | This is fun. [Carl doesn't think so.] |
| Molly: | Oh, OK. [She holds up five fingers.] |
| Betty: | The fifth word. |
| Molly: | Right, fifth word. [She holds up seven fingers.] |
| Tim: | Seven? |
| Molly: | [She touches her nose.] Absolutely right. Very good. The fifth word is seven. OK, we've got a movie. The first word is snow. Fifth word, seven. |
| Betty: | I got it! I got it! |
| Frank: | Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs . [Molly shows the piece of paper with the title.] |
| Betty: | I got it. |
| Frank: | I got it. |
| Molly: | Frank, you got it. Betty, you had it, but you didn't say it. |
| Tim: | I know it. |
| Molly: | Carl, now you know charades. Why don't you join us? |
| Carl: | I don't like charades. It's for babies. |
| Molly: | Oh, I like it. |
| Carl: | Well, they're babies. |
| Betty: | You're a sore loser. |
| Tim: | Yeah. |
| Molly: | No arguing. Save your voices. Between now and tomorrow you're all going to have your tonsils out. And you won't be able to speak for a while. So save your voices till then. [She points to her throat.] |
| Philip: | [He enters.] Hi, gang. Hi, everybody. Well, what's going on? |
| Molly: | I sure am glad to see you, Dr. Stewart. [joking] This is a rough group. |
| Carl: | I didn't want to play charades, so they're angry at me. |
| Philip: | Why don't you want to play? |
| Carl: | Because I don't want to be here. I don't want my tonsils out. |
| Philip: | Why not? |
| Carl: | Because my birthday is tomorrow. My mother promised me a birthday party with a clown. |
| Molly: | But you can have one when you go home, Carl. |
| Carl: | But my birthday is tomorrow. |
| Philip: | I'm sorry, Carl. |
| Molly: | Carl, you'll have your party when you go home. |
| Carl: | But it won't be on my birthday! [to Molly] And you promised me a surprise. |