MARVIN walks on stage, holding a book.
MARVIN:
Gather around, everyone! Hurry up! It's time for the reading of
The Night Before Christmas! Come on!
Everyone
makes their way in.
STEPHANIE:
I can't believe we have to sit and listen to this again. I'm missing
the best party of the year, Dad!
LINDA:
Honey, this is a family time. It's special. It's very important
to your father to have all of us around.
MARVIN:
This is so great! We've got the fire going. Packages under the
tree. Wasn't the candlelight service great this evening? Why don't
we all sing "Silent Night" again
Everyone
mumbles in disgust.
LINDA:
Look, I baked some cookies and made some eggnog.
MARGARET:
Are the cookies fat free? I'm on a diet, so I can't have anything
with fat in it.
EARL:
There better not be any funny stuff going on in that eggnog. I'm
a religious man, and I'm not about to defile myself the night before
Christmas by getting tipsy on eggnog.
LINDA:
The eggnog is fine. The cookies are low fat.
EARL and MARGARET mumble. MARGARET grabs a few cookies. LINDA
exits.
MARVIN:
Come on, everyone. Sit down! Snuggle up close!
Everyone
sits, but no one is snuggling.
MARVIN:
This is great! All of us together in a warm house, reading traditional-
STEPHANIE:
Dad, can we just get on with it? I want to get to the party.
MARVIN:
Of course, of course. (Chuckles) Okay, everyone listen up.
The reading is about to begin. (Clears his throat) "'Twas
the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature
was stirring, not even a-"
LINDA:
(Entering) Pumpkin pie anyone? Or I've got fruitcake.
MARVIN:
Honey, we've started the story.
LINDA:
Oh, I'm sorry. Go right ahead, dear.
MARVIN:
"'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were
hung by the chimney"
MARGARET:
Marvin, your fire's about to die out. I better go get another piece
of firewood. (Exits)
MARVIN:
(Pause, then continuing) "...by the chimney with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were
nestled all snug in their beds-"
LINDA:
Oh no! I forgot to take the sheets out of the wash! (Exits. MARGARET
enters again.)
MARGARET:
You've run out of firewood, Marvin. You want me to go chop down
a tree or something?
MARVIN:
(Trying to stay positive) No, no. Just sit down here and enjoy
the story, Margaret. Just relax. (Looking down at his story)
Now, where was I? Oh, yes. "While visions of sugarplums
danced in their heads."
JOEY:
What's a sugarplum, Dad?
MARGARET:
It's something with a lot of fat and calories in it, Joey. Stay
away from it or you'll have a heart attack by the age of 30.
MARVIN:
(Trying to continue) "And Maw in her kerchief and
I in my cap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap. When
out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed
to see what was the matter. (Getting into it again) Away
to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw
up the sash-"
EARL:
When are you getting to Jesus, Marvin?
MARVIN:
What?
EARL:
When does Jesus come into the story?
MARVIN:
He doesn't. This is about Santa.
EARL:
(Hateful) It's the night before our dear Savior's birth,
Marvin. Don't you think Jesus should be mentioned somewhere in there?
MARVIN:
(Confused) Well, uh, this is about Santa and the rein
EARL:
I mean, you got your nativity set up, and we went to the candlelight
service, and we sang all the hymns and everything. I was in a real
good spiritual mood. But now...now...I've got to hear about SANTA!
And another thing. I think this eggnog is spiked!
LINDA:
(Re-entering) It's not spiked, Earl. That's cinnamon you're
tasting.
MARVIN:
Well, Earl, we always end the evening by reading the story of Jesus'
birth from Luke. But it's always been tradition to read Twas the
Night Before
MARGARET:
Earl, good grief. Just let him finish the stupid story.
MARVIN:
"When what to my wondering eyes should appear but a miniature
sleigh and eight tiny reindeer."
EARL:
(Hateful) You know! That's the problem with Christmas these
days. Everything's about Santa. Santa this and Santa that. Hey,
Christmas is about Jesus! JESUS!
MARVIN:
Earl, of course it's about Jesus. Jesus is the center of our lives.
You know that. But I just like to read this story because my dad
used to read it to me, and I like reading it to my kids
STEPHANIE:
Dad, are you ever going to finish? I've got to go.
LINDA:
Stephanie, pipe down.
STEPHANIE:
Don't tell me what to do!
MARGARET:
I'm going to go chop down a tree.
EARL:
Is there rum in this cookie?
MARVIN:
Stop it! Everyone! Look
look, look, look
.just a few
more minutes, okay? We'll read this story, and then we'll read the
Christmas story out of the Bible, and drink some hot chocolate,
and maybe even watch It's a Wonderful Life afterward, okay? Now,
where was I? "With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick! More rapid than eagles his
courses they came, and he whistled and shouted and called them by
name: Now Dasher, now Dancer, now Prancer and Vixen (Trying to
be lighthearted). On Comet, on Cupid, on Donner"
MARGARET:
It's Donder.
LINDA:
No, it's not. It's Donner.
MARGARET:
Donder. It's Donder.
MARVIN:
It says here it's Donner.
MARGARET:
Well, that's a misprint. It's Donder.
STEPHANIE:
Let's just call him Frank and move on.
MARGARET:
I'm quite certain it's Donder.
LINDA:
Donner.
MARVIN:
It says Donner right here!
EARL:
You wouldn't have this problem if you'd been naming off the wise
men.
MARVIN:
The wise men don't have names in the Bible.
EARL:
Exactly! Look, let's stop this nonsense and get on with the Bible
story of Christmas.
LINDA:
Earl, your brother wants to read this story. It's his house! Let
him do what he wants!
EARL:
Fine! Be sacrilegious!
JOEY:
Dad? What's sacrilegious?
EARL:
It's when you put Santa Claus in front of Jesus at Christmastime.
JOEY:
What does he mean, Dad?
MARVIN:
Nothing, son. Look, I'm almost finished here
"so up
to the housetop the coursers they flew, with the sleigh full of
toys and St. Nicholas, too."
EARL:
At least Jesus is real. Santa Claus isn't even real!
Everyone
gasps, even EARL after he realizes what he's just said. Everyone
stares at JOEY, and then they turn away uncomfortably.
LINDA:
(Anxious) I'm going to go make some hot tea. Anyone want
hot tea? (Exits)
MARGARET:
I'm going to go chop down a tree. (Exits)
STEPHANIE:
I'm going to go to the party. (Exits)
EARL:
Uh
uh
I'm going to go, uh
pray. It's the night before
Christmas. I should be doing something, uh, religious. (Exits)
MARVIN
looks down at JOEY, who is simply staring at him.
MARVIN:
(Continuing, sadly) "He was dressed all in fur, from
his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes
and soot. A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, and he looked
like a peddler just opening his pack
"
JOEY:
Dad, is everything okay?
MARVIN:
(Shaking his head) This just isn't turning out as I had hoped
it would, that's all. I just wanted a nice, traditional Christmas
Eve with the family. Now everyone is upset. I'm sorry about what
Earl said about Santa.
JOEY:
Well, Santa's a nice guy, Dad. I'm sure he'll forgive Earl for
what he said. Dad, what's Christmas about, anyway?
MARVIN:
You know, son, I'm not even sure anymore.
Lights fade.