New Yorker in Tondo - Script
New Yorker in Tondo - Script
New Yorker in Tondo - Script
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Tony wanders from the back of the amphitheater, to the stairs of the amphitheater, and to
the door of Mendoza’s Parlor holding flowers for Kikay.
Setting: Mendoza Parlor. Front door is at the right. Left side of the stage is
occupied by a rattan set sofa and two chairs flanking a table. On the right
side of the stage, a cabinet radio stands against a back wall. Open door-way in
center, background, leads into the rest of the house.
MRS M: (annoyed) Visitors! Always visitors! Nothing but visitors all day long! Naku! I’m
beginning to feel like a society matron!
TONY: (nervous but shakes it off and acts goofily) Is that you Aling Atang?!
MRS. M: (playfully) Of course, it is I foolish boy! Who do you think it was?... Toni
Fowler? (Meron ka bang Lemon by Toni Fowler plays)
TONY: Oh, no, no … you look just wonderful, Aling Atang. For a moment I thought you were
your own daughter. I thought you were Kikay.
MRS. M: (Playfully slapping his cheek) Oh, you are as palikero as ever, Tony. But come in,
come in.
Mrs. M moves toward the furniture and Tony follows.
TONY: (As he sits down, still holding the bouquet) --- Oh, poor mother is terribly
homesick for Tondo, Aling Atang. She wants to come back here at once.
MRS. M: (Standing beside his chair, putting on an apron) How long have you been away?
MRS M: (stands up) Three months!? Three months is too long for a Tondo native to be
away from Tondo. Ay, my kumare, how bored she must be out there!
TONY: Well, Aling Atang, (stands up too) you know how it is with us engineers. We must go
where our jobs call us. But as soon as I have finished with that bridge in Bulacan, mother
and I are coming back here to Tondo.
MRS. M: (walks towards Tony) Yes, you must bring her back as soon as possible. We miss her
whenever we play panguingue.
MRS. M: (proudly) Now I understand how she feels! Your mother could never, never become a
provinciana, Tony. Once a Tondo girl, always a Tondo girl. But I wonder if that’s
true after all. Look at my Kikay; she was over there in America for a whole
year, and she says that she never, never felt homesick at all!
TONY: (nervous again) When… When did she, Kikay arrive, Aling Atang?
TONY: I didn’t know she had come back from New York until I read about it in the
newspapers.
MRS. M : Oh, that girl arrived only last Monday and look at what has happened to me!
(Exaggeratedly stand up and show Tony her full appearance with matching hand gestures.)
(Flashback to what had happened, Kikay and a proxy of Mrs. M would recreate the scene on
the right side of the stage as the real Mrs. M would deliver her lines wholeheartedly.)
MRS. M: When she first saw me (looking at the right side of the stage), she was furious;
she said that I needed a complete overhaul. She dragged me off to a beauty shop. (touches
her hair, then looks at her nails) Look what she had done to me! Whenever I go to the
market, I must use lipstick and rouge!
(The moment that this line was delivered by Mrs. M, the recreational scene on the right
side of the stage was done.)
MRS. M: All my kumares are laughing at me. (She looked at the left side of the stage
where there is a recreational scene of her and her kumares.)
MRS. M: People must think I have become a … loose woman! (Worriedly stated facing in
front to the audience)
Mrs. M: You know how impossible it is to argue with Kikay. And she says that I must learn
how to look and act like an Americana because I have a daughter who has been to America.
Dios mio, do I look like an American?
TONY: (Too worried to pay much attention) --- You look just wonderful, Aling Atang. And …
and where is she now?
MRS. M :(who’s rather engrossed in her own troubles too) --- Who?
MRS. M : She says that in New York people do not wake up before twelve o’clock noon.
TONY :(Glancing at his watch once more) --- It’s only ten o’clock now.
MRS. M :Besides, she has been very, very busy. Welcome parties here and welcome parties
there and visitors all day long. That girl has been spinning around like a top!
TONY : (Rising disconsolately) --- Well, will you just tell her I called … to welcome her
home. Oh, and will you please give her these flowers?
MRS. M : (Taking the flowers) --- But surely, you’re not going yet, Tony. Why, you and she
grew up together! Sit right down again, Tony. I will go and wake her up.
TONY : Oh, please don’t bother, Aling Atang. I can come back some other time.
MRS. M : (Moving away) --- You wait right there, Tony. She’ll be simply delighted to see
her old childhood friend. And she’ll want to thank you in person for these flowers. How
beautiful they are, Tony…. How expensive they must be!
TONY : (Sitting down again) --- Oh, they’re nothing at all, Aling Atang.
MRS. M : (in a hush manner) Please call me Mrs. Mendoza, Kikay don't like it when people
call me Aling Atang.
MRS. M : (Turning to go) --- Well, wait just a minute and I will call Kikay.
TONY :(Jumping up again) --- Yes, Aling … I mean yes, Mrs. Mendoza.
MRS. M : You must not call Kikay, “Kikay.”
TONY : Francisca?
MRS. M :(Turning to go again) – Now wait right here while I call Fran-CES-ca.
Knock Knock sound effect plays (Somebody knocks at the front door. She turns around
again.)
TONY : (Jumping up once again) – Never mind, Mrs. Mendoza, I’ll answer it. (He goes to
open the door.)
MRS. M : (As she exists) --- Just tell them to wait, Tony.
TOTOY: Tony!
TOTOY: (Arms around each other’s shoulders, they march across the room) Make way for the
Tondo boys. BANG BANG!
TONY: (Pushing Totoy away and producing a package of cigarettes) Good to see you old pal.
Here, have a smoke.
TOTOY: (As they light Cigarettes) Tony, I’ve been hearing the most frightful things about
that girl.
TOTOY : (Sitting down too) --- People are saying that she has gone crazy.
TONY : Oh, studying. Hair culture and beauty science. She got a diploma.
TONY : Pardon me, but she’s not Kikay anymore … She is Fran-CES-ca.
TOTOY : Fran-CES-ca?
TONY : Miss Tondo has become Miss New York. Our dear old Kikay is now an American.
TOTOY : Kikay, an American? Don’t make me laugh! Why, I knew that girl when she was still
selling rice cakes! (Stands up and imitates a girl puto vendor) --- Puto kayo diyan … bili
na kayo ng puto.
TOTOY : (Fondly) --- Dear old Kikay! Knock Knock Sound effect plays (Knocking at the
door. Totoy goes to open it. Enter Nena. Nena is a very well possessed young lady of
24. )
NENA :(Brushing him aside as she walks into the room) – and Tony too! What’s all this? A
Canto Boy Reunion?
TOTOY : (Following behind her) – We have come to greet the lady from New York.
MRS. M : (Appearing in the center doorway) – No, she’s awake already. She’s changing.
Good morning, Nena. Good morning, Totoy.(Totoy and Nena are staring speechless. Mrs.
Mendoza is carrying a vase in which she has arranged Tony’s flowers. She self-consciously
walks into the room and sets the vase on the table amidst the silence broken only by
Totoy’s helpless wolf whistle.)
MRS. M : (Having set the vase on the table) – Well, Totoy? Well, Nena? I said good
morning. Why are you staring at me like that? Whistle sound effect plays
MRS. M : Oh, Tony … you know it is not I but Kikay who prefers it. She was delighted with
these flowers, Tony. She thanks you very much. Nena, if you don’t stop gaping at me, I’ll
pinch you!
NENA : (Laughing) – How you used to pinch and pinch me, Aling Atang, when I was a little
girl.
MRS. M : You were a very naughty girl, always fighting with Kikay. You were all very
naughty children. (She points at Totoy) – This one, especially, is always sneaking into
our backyard to steal mangoes from our mango tree.
MRS.M : Ah-ah, you just try! I still run as fast as ever. See if I don’t catch you again
and pull your pants off!
TOTOY : (Gripping his pants) – ah, but I wear suspenders now, Mrs. Mendoza.
MRS. M : It’s only orange juice, Nena. I was preparing some for Kikay. She takes nothing
else in the morning. She says that in New York nobody eats breakfast. Come along, Totoy.
(Exits Mrs. Mendoza and Totoy. Left alone, Nena and Tony are silent for a moment. Tony is
seated; Nena stands behind the sofa.)
Scene 4: The Secret Affair
NENA : You haven’t talked to Kikay yet..! I thought you were going to come here and tell
her everything last night.
TONY : (Irritated, imitating her tone) – Oh, Tony, Tony! Use your head, Nena. Whoever
heard of a man breaking off his engagement with a girl! It’s not usual! And … my God …it’s
not easy!
NENA : (Flaring up) – Oh, you wolf! (She flounces away, furious)
TONY : (Jumping up and following her) – Nena, Nena, you know I love you, only you!
NENA : (Whirling around to face him) – How could you have the nerve to propose to me when
you were still engaged to Kikay?
TONY : I wish I had never told you. This is what I get for being honest!
NENA : Honest! You call yourself honest? Getting me to fall in love with you when you
still belonged to Kikay?
TONY : I … I thought I didn’t belong to Kikay anymore. It was only a secret and I proposed
to her just before she left for America. But when she had been there a couple of months,
she stopped answering my letters. So I considered myself a free man again.
TONY : Because right afterwards, I found out that Kikay was coming back.
NENA : Well, I’m tired of being secretly engaged to you! What fun is it being engaged if
you can’t tell everybody!
TONY : Just give me a chance to talk to Kikay and explain everything to her. Then you and
I will announce our engagement.
TONY : The trouble is, how can I talk with Kikay now?
TONY : Well you are here, and Totoy is here. You don’t expect me to jilt Kikay in front of
everybody, do you?
(Totoy appears in the doorway with a tray on his head; glasses and a pitcher are on a
tray.)
(She moves away from the doorway and Kikay appears. Kikay is garbed in a trailing gown
trimmed with fur at the neck and hemline. From one hand she dangles a large silk
handkerchief which she keeps waving about as she walks and talks. On the other hand, she
carries a very long cigarette holder with an unlighted cigarette affixed. Kikay’s manner
and appearance are to use a Hollywood expression …”chi-chi mad.”)
(As Kikay barged in, she wholeheartedly sang the Empire state of Mind by Jay-Z.)
Kikay: In New York… Concrete jungle where dreams are made of… There's nothin' you can't
do… Now you're in New York ~~
(Everyone in the living room was astounded by the grand entrance of Kikay, to the point
that Totoy dropped the tray that he was holding)
KIKAY : (With the sound that interrupted her own world, she gazes eyes and hands uplifted
in surprise and delight) – Oh, hello, hello… you darling, darling people! (She glides
into the room. Everybody else is too astonished to move) Nena, my dear… how cute you’ve
become! (She kisses Nena) And Tony, my little pal of the valley…how are you? (She gives
her hand to Tony) and Totoy… my, how ravishing you look. (She walks all around the
apprehensive Totoy) Well, sit down everybody… do sit down and let me look at you. (Her
three visitors sit down. She sees the tray with the glasses and pitcher on the table and
throws her hands up in amused horror.) Oh, mumsy, mumsy!
KIKAY : How many times must I tell you, mumsy dearest, never, never serve fruit juice in
water glasses!
KIKAY : (Approaching and kissing her mother) – Oh, my poor li’l mumsy… she is so clumsy,
no? But never mind, dearest; don’t break your heart about it. Here, sit down.
KIKAY : Oh, mumsy, don’t forget my celery. (to her visitors) – I can’t live without
celery. I’m like a rabbit…munch, munch all day.
MRS. M : Well, if you people will excuse me…Tony, remember me to your mother. (She moves
away)
KIKAY : (Gesturing makeup) – and remember, mumsy…a little bloom on the lips, a little
bloom on the cheeks.
MRS. M : (Already in the center doorway) – Do I have to paint this old face of mine, Fran-
CES-ca?
KIKAY : (Breaking into laughter and turning towards the others) – But how dreadfully she
puts it! Oh, mumsy, mumsy…what am I going to do with you?
KIKAY : (Still laughing) – Poor mumsy, she’s quite a problem. (She waves her cigarette)
Oh, does anybody have a light? (Totoy jumps up and gives her a light.)
KIKAY : Merci.
TOTOY : (As he sits down scratching his head) – Ah, Merci!(still clueless)
(Kikay poses herself on the arm of the sofa where Nena is sitting and sipping orange
juice. The boys are also sipping juice and munching sandwiches, occupying the two chairs)
TOTOY : (Aside to the others) – and she’s still there … in her dreams!
KIKAY : (With emotion choking her voice) – Yes, I feel as if I were still there, as though
I had never left it, as though I had lived there all my life. But I look around me (She
bitterly looks around her at the three gaping visitors) and I realize that no, no I’m not
there. I’m not in New York… I’m here, here!
KIKAY :(She rises abruptly and goes to the window where she stands looking out) I’m home,
they tell me. Home! But which is home for me? This cannot be home because my heart aches
with homesickness. I feel myself to be an exile…yes, a spiritual exile. My spirit aches
for its true home across the sea. Ah, New York! My own dear New York! (She is silent a
moment, looking across the horizon, her arms crossed over her breast. Her visitors
glanced uneasily at each other.)
NENA :(With a languishing gesture) – And leave her alone with her memories.
TONY :(Glancing at the entranced Kikay) – Is that the girl we used to go swimming with in
the mud paddies?
TOTOY : (Crossing his arms over his chest) – Ah, New York! My own dear New York!
KIKAY : (Whirling around, enraptured) – Oh listen! Now, in New York, it’s springtime!
(With a little fond laugh) Oh, when spring comes around each year, we, New Yorkers, make a
sort of pilgrimage to an old tree growing down by the Battery. We call it “Our Tree” and
we go down to say hello to it. In a way, that tree is our symbol for New York…immortal!
(She laughs and makes an apologetic gesture) Please forgive me! Here I am going
sentimental over things you have no idea about. You can’t understand this emotion I feel
for our dear old tree over there in New York.
NENA : Oh, but I do, I understand perfectly! I feel that way too about “our” tree.
NENA : Our mango tree, Kikay. Have you forgotten about it? How you and I used to go
climbing up there every day and gorging ourselves on green mangoes. How our stomachs aches
afterwards! And then these bad boys would come and start shaking the branches until we
fell down!
TOTOY : Aling Atang once caught me climbing that tree and she grabbed my pants and
off they came!
NENA : And Kikay and I, we were rolling on the ground, simply hysterical with laughter.
And Totoy, you kept shouting,”Give me back my pants! Give me back my pants!”
(They were all shaking with laughter except Kikay who was staring blankly at this.)
KIKAY : But wait a minute, wait a minute… What is this tree you’re talking about?
NENA : Our mango tree, Kikay. The mango tree out there in your backyard.
TONY :What’s the matter, Kikay? Don’t you feel the same emotion for that tree as you do
for the one in New York?
KIKAY :(Tartly) – Of course not! They…they’re completely different! I don’t feel any
emotion for this silly old mango tree. It doesn’t awaken any memories for me at all!
NENA :(Rising) – Well it does…for me. And such happy, happy memories! I really must run
out to the backyard and say hello to it. (Imitating Kikay’s tone and manner) You know,
Kikay, over here in Tondo, we have a funny custom… an old, old and very dear custom. We
make a sort of pilgrimage to a silly old mango tree growing in a backyard. And for us here
in Tondo, that tree is “our” tree. In a way, it is a symbol…
KIKAY :(In amused despair) – Oh, you people can’t understand at all!
KIKAY :(Earnestly) –- That’s it exactly! Oh, believe me…not to have lived in New York is
not to have lived at all! That tree of ours, it doesn’t stand for childish foolishness.
Oh, it’s impossible to make you see!
NENA : So do I.
KIKAY : (Tolerantly, very much the woman of the world) – Oh you funny, funny children!
NENA : I really must go and say hello to our tree. You don’t mind, Kikay, do you?
NENA : (In the Kikay manner) – No darling… just out to our dear little backyard.
TOTOY : (Acting up too) – Oh , the backyard of Tondo, the barong-barongs of Maypaho, the
streets of Sibakong…
NENA : (In the center doorway) – Listen, idiot, are you coming with me or not?
KIKAY :(Sitting down on the sofa) – Apparently, our Totoy still has a most terrific crush
on Nena. (Tony is silent) Do wake up, Tony… what are you looking so miserable about?
(Tony rises from his chair and sits down beside Kikay on the sofa. He is nervous and
cannot speak. Kikay smilingly gazes at him.)
TONY :(Finally gathering courage) – Kikay…I don’t know just how to begin.
TONY : Forget?
KIKAY : That’s the New York way, Tony. Forget. Nothing must ever be so serious, nothing
must drag on too long. Tonight, give all your heart. Tomorrow I will forget. And when you
meet again, smile, shake hands…just good sports.
TONY : When?
KIKAY : When you and I got engaged. I’ve changed so much since then, Tony.
KIKAY : To me, it seems like a century. I’ve become a completely different person in just
one year. Do you know…I feel as if I’ve always lived in New York. In spirit, I am and have
always been a native of Manhattan. When I first arrived there, I felt I had come home at
last. It’s my real home. I -
TONY : (interrupting Kikay) Listen, I don’t want to talk about New York…I want to talk
about our engagement.
KIKAY : Tony, you got engaged to Kikay. Well… She's dead. The person you see before me is
Francesca. Don’t you see, Tony, I’m a stranger to you. I’m a woman of the world, you are
only a boy. I hate to hurt you, Tony…but surely you see that there can be stark
miscegenation! Imagine a New Yorker marrying a Tondo boy!
KIKAY :(Very tolerantly) – I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you, Tony but I wanted you to realize
how ridiculous it would be to think that I could still be engaged to you.
TONY :(Leaping up) – I’m not going to sit here and be insulted.
KIKAY : Hush, Tony, hush! Don’t shout, don’t lose your temper…it’s so uncivilized.People
in New York don’t lose their temper. Not people of the haute monde anyway!
TONY :(Shouting) – What do you want me to do… smile and say thank you for slapping my
face?
KIKAY : Yes, Tony, be a sport. Let’s smile and shake hands and be just friends, huh? Be
brave, Tony…forget: that’s the New York way. You’ll find somebody else… someone more
proper for you.
TONY :(Waving his fist) – If you weren’t a woman, I’d…I’d… Hush Hush Plays
Music Starts ~
Music Stops~
TOTOY : Hold it, Tony… you must never, never hit a woman.
KIKAY : We were not quarreling. Tony and I just decided to be good fr isiends and nothing
more.
TONY : (Backing off) – I did try to tell you, Kikay… I was trying to tell you…
NENA : Well, he’s not engaged to you anymore, you just said so yourself!
KIKAY : Ah, but I didn’t know about all this. He was engaged to you when he was still
engaged to me!? Do I look like the kind of girl who’d let a man jilt her? (Moving towards
Tony) You are so horrible, HORRIBLE!
TONY :(Backing off some more) – Now remember Kikay…it’s uncivilized to lose one’s temper.
People in New York don’t lose their temper. Not people of the haute monde anyway!
KIKAY : I’ve never felt so humiliated in all my life! You beast! I’ll teach you to
humiliate me!
NENA :(Blocking her way) – I told you to leave him alone. He’s my fiancé.
KIKAY : And I tell you he’s not! He’s engaged to me until I release him … but sad for you
'coz that will never happen!
NENA : You ought to be ashamed of yourself! You’re just being a dog in the manger!
KIKAY :(To Totoy, as he approaches) – You keep out of this or I’ll knock your head off!
KIKAY : Man-eater!
(They grapple and stagger. Tony and Totoy rush forward to separate them and finally
succeed but not before Kikay has socked Nena. Nena, infuriated, breaks away from Tony…
who’s dragging her away. and pounces on Kikay…whom Totoy is holding. Tony comes running
but is too late to prevent Nena from socking Kikay. Kikay sags down in Totoy’s arms. Tony
pulls Nena away.)
NENA :Are you trying to defend her? You never defended me!
TOTOY : (Deserting the reviving Kikay) – Hey, don’t you talk to Nena that way.
TONY : I told you to keep out of this!(Totoy socks Tony. Tony drops to the floor.)
TONY :(Sitting up and brushing her hands away) – Oh, get your hands off me.
(Kikay rises and haughtily moves away. Tony continues to sit on the floor, in the
attitude of Rodin’s “Thinker”.)
NENA : Totoy, take me away from here!
TOTOY : Don’t you speak to me either! You have insulted the woman I love!
NENA :(Beaming up at him) – Oh Totoy, you never told me? Dramatic Disney Song plays after
“oh Totoy” (file: 11–Nena and Totoy dramatic)
NENA :(Coldly) – Let’s go darling…I don’t like the smell around here.
Scene 7: Kikay
(Tony rises and dusts himself. Kikay is on the floor on the other side of the room, her
haughty back to him.)
KIKAY :(Whirling around) – I... have ruined your life? You…have ruined mine!
KIKAY :(Retreating) - Don’t you come near me, you…you Canto Boy!
TONY :(Stopping) - Don’t worry; I wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot pole.
TONY : Just one year in New York and you forget your old friends!
KIKAY : Just one year that I’m in New York… and what do you do! But when we got engaged,
you swore to be true, you promised to wait for me. And I believed you, I believed you!
(She begins to weep) Oh, you’re fickle, fickle!
TONY : What are you crying about? Be brave…forget…that’s the New York way. Nothing must
ever be too serious, nothing must ever drag on too long…
TONY : Well, I’m not! I’m glad I found out what kind of a person you are!
KIKAY : (Alarmed, approaching him) – Oh, Tony, you’re wrong, you’re wrong! I’m not that
kind of a person at all!
KIKAY : Yes, Tony…that was Francesca saying all those silly things. But Francesca exists
no more, Tony. The girl standing before you is Kikay.
KIKAY : It’s true, Tony. I’m Kikay…remember me? We used to go swimming together, when we
were kids. I’ve come back, Tony.
KIKAY :(After just a wee pause) – Francesca wouldn’t let me write, Tony.
(Offstage Mrs. Mendoza is heard calling “Francesca, Francesca.” Tony and Kikay listen,
then burst into laughter.)
TONY : (Moving towards the radio) – That was Francesca, Aling Atang. Francesca is dead.
The girl standing before you is Kikay.
MRS. M : (After gazing from one to the other, throwing her hands up.) – I GIVE UP! (Let’s
get Loud Plays) Oh, I feel strange, there's two Kika-- (and she dozed off on the sofa).
Let's get loud music starts….
( After Mrs. Mendoza and kikay melodic drama scene) music continues to play,
Music continues~~~
KIKAY :(Subsiding) – Sorry, darling. (She approaches him.) May I have this “jagging-
jagging” with you, partner?
END.