This is an excerpt from Jack Neary's adaptation of HANSEL AND GRETEL. The complete script is available by clicking HERE.

                                   HANSEL AND GRETEL

 

                                   The play takes place in a number of

                                   locations:  The hovel, various places

                                   in the forest, and outside Granny's

                                   Gingerbread House. 

 

                                   We open at the hovel, deep in the

                                   forest.  Spare.  Only the bare

                                   necessities.  Two rooms are visible:

                                   the main family room, and a small

                                   bedroom for the children.  A door

                                   separates the room, one other entrance

                                   leads outside, another to the back of

                                   the house.  A small family sits around

                                   a table in the main room.  Four wooden

                                   cups and empty wooden plates.  One tiny

                                   loaf of bread on a plate in the center

                                   of the table.  The family consists of

                                   the FATHER, the AUNT, HANSEL, a young

                                   boy, and his younger sister GRETEL.

                                   All heads are bowed in grace.

 

                                   FATHER

            We thank thee, Lord, for the blessings you have bestowed upon

            us, and for the meal we are about to enjoy.

 

                                   FATHER, HANSEL AND GRETEL

            Amen.

 

                                   AUNT

 

                          (angrily)

            Enjoy--ha!

 

                                   FATHER

            Sister...please...

 

                                   The Father takes the loaf of bread and

                                   tears off one piece at a time to

                                   distribute to the family.  The first

                                   piece goes to the Aunt, the second to

                                   Gretel, the third to Hansel.  The

                                   Father then keeps the tiniest piece of

                                   bread for himself.  The aunt watches

                                   this distribution carefully.

 

                                   AUNT

            NO!

 

                                   The Aunt takes Hansel's piece of bread

                                   and exchanges it with the Father's

                                   smaller piece.

 

                                   FATHER

            Sister--what are you doing?

 

                                   AUNT

            You must have the larger piece!  The boy didn't eat the bread

            from his noon meal.  He obviously doesn't need it!

 

                                   FATHER

            But, Sister, Hansel gave his bread to that hungry beggar at

            the door!

 

                                   AUNT

            Exactly!  And if he thinks he can waste the precious little

            bread we have on hungry beggars, then he can have the smaller

            piece tonight!  Now eat!  All of you!

 

                                   FATHER

 

                          (calmly)

            Hansel.  Gretel.  Please take your plates to your room and

            eat there.  I want to speak with your Aunt.

 

                                   AUNT

            Oh, say whatever you want to say!  They're old enough to

            hear!

 

                                   FATHER

            Hansel?  Gretel?

 

                                   The children rise.  The Father

                                   exchanges the pieces of bread again,

                                   then Hansel and Gretel take their

                                   plates and slip quietly off to their

                                   room.

 

                                   AUNT

            You foolish old man.

 

                                   FATHER

            I have asked you time and time again to be civil at the

            table.

 

                                   AUNT

            What good has civility ever done me?

 

                                   FATHER

            The way you treat them it's a wonder they don't pack their

            belongings and run away.

 

                                   AUNT

            Aha!  Now you're beginning to see my side of it!

 

                                   FATHER

            Sister!  How dare you speak that way!

 

                                   AUNT

            I'll speak whichever way it is will get me my next meal.

 

                                   FATHER

            I'll get work.  I'll be making a living again and I'll put

            food on the table.  You just wait!

 

                                   AUNT

            Wait?  Wait for what?  Who's going to give work to a

            woodcutter in the middle of a drought?  It's too hot to build

            a fire.  Too hot to build homes.  The woodpile in the village

            reaches to the skies!  We're dying, Joseph, in case you

            haven't noticed.  Until the rains come, we have enough food

            for two people, not four.  We'd be better off if they DID run

            away!

 

                                   FATHER

 

                          (distraught)

            Jenella...Jenella would know what to do...

 

                                   AUNT

 

                          (mocking)

            Jenella!  Jenella!  As if that wife of yours could have saved

            us.

 

                                   FATHER

            She'd know how to keep the family together.

 

                                   AUNT

            Sentimental hogwash!  She's better off dead than we are

            alive!

 

                                   FATHER

            Well...what do you propose to do about it?

 

                                   AUNT

 

                          (beat)

            You'll listen to me?

 

                                   FATHER

            I'm at the end of my rope.

 

                                   AUNT

            Well, then...I do have a proposal to make.

 

                                   FATHER

            Go on...

 

                                   AUNT

            Hear me out, now!  Don't jump down my throat!

 

                                   FATHER

            What is your proposal?

 

                                   AUNT

            The children will do better on their own.

 

                                   FATHER

            Don't be ridiculous...

 

                                   AUNT

            Hear me out!

 

                          (beat)

            While they're here, they're stifled by our rules.  You

            yourself know they hate me.

 

                                   FATHER

            No, Sister, they...

 

                                   AUNT

            They hate me, Joseph.  And with good reason, I might add.  I

            hate them.

 

                                   FATHER

            Sister...

 

                                   AUNT

            Listen!  Without my rancor and without your...smothering

            overprotectiveness, they will learn how to survive.  I'm sure

            of that.

 

                                   FATHER

            But they're so young...

 

                                   AUNT

            They're old enough.

 

                                   FATHER

            It's folly!  Besides, they'd never agree.  They would never

            leave.

 

                                   AUNT

            They won't know they're leaving.

 

                                   FATHER

            What?

 

                                   AUNT

            It's very simple.  Tomorrow, we take them for a walk, deep

            into the forest.  We tell them we're going on a picnic.

            Then, when we reach the hollows...

 

                                   FATHER

            Sister, no...

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