Lord of the Flies​ Reader’s Theater

Chapter 8: Gift for the Darkness ​(Pages 124-127)
9 Roles​:
● Narrator ​about 40 lines
● Piggy ​about 12 lines
● Ralph ​about 24 lines
● Jack ​about 27 lines
● Boy 1 ​about 6 lines
● Boy 2 ​about 5 lines
● Roger ​about 2 lines
● Simon ​about 2 lines
● Lord of Flies (pig’s head) ​about 7 lines

Lord of the Flies​ Reader’s Theater

Chapter 8: Gift for the Darkness ​(Pages 124-127)

Narrator​: Piggy looked up miserably from the dawn-pale beach to the dark mountain.

Piggy​[miserably]​:​Are you sure? Really sure, I mean?

Ralph: I told you a dozen times now, we saw it.

Piggy​: D’you think we’re safe down here?

Ralph: How the hell should I know? Ralph walks a few paces away from Piggy.

Piggy​ [hushed]​:​Are you sure? Really?

Jack​[contemptuously]​:​Go up and see, and good riddance.

Boy 1: No fear.

Ralph​: The beast had teeth and big black eyes.

Piggy​: What we going to do? Ralph turned toward the platform.

Narrator​: The conch glimmered among the trees, a white blob against the place where the sun
round rise.

Ralph​: I don’t know.

Narrator: Ralph remembered the panic flight down the mountainside.

Ralph​: I don’t think we’d ever fight a thing that size, honestly, you know. We’d talk but we
wouldn’t fight a tiger. We’d hide. Even Jack ‘ud hide.

Jack​: What about my hunters?

Narrator: Simon came stealing out of the shadows by the shelters.

Ralph​: As long as there’s light we’re brave enough. But then? And now that thing squats by
the fire as though it didn’t want us to be rescued—. So we can’t have a signal fire….
We’re beaten.

Narrator: A point of gold appeared above the sea and at once all the sky lightened.

Jack​: What about my hunters?

Ralph​: Boys armed with sticks.

Narrator: Jack got to his feet. His face red with anger and marched away. Piggy put on his one
glass and looked at Ralph.

Piggy​: Now you done it. You been rude about his hunters.

Ralph​: Oh shut up!

Narrator: The sound of the inexpertly blown conch interrupted them. As though he were
serenading the rising sun, Jack went on blowing till the shelters were astir and the
hunters crept to the platform and the littluns whimpered as now they so frequently
did. Ralph rose obediently, and Piggy, and they went to the platform.

Ralph​ [bitterly]​:​Talk, talk, talk, talk.

Narrator: Ralph takes the conch from Jack.

Ralph​: This meeting—

Jack​ [interrupting]​:​I called it.

Ralph​: If you hadn’t called it I should have. You just blew the conch.

Jack​: Well, isn’t that calling it?

Ralph​: Oh, take it! Go on—talk!

Narrator: Ralph thrust the conch into Jack’s arms and sat down on the trunk.

Jack​: I’ve called an assembly because of a lot of things. First, you know now, we’ve seen the
beast. We crawled up. We were only a few feet away. The beast sat up and looked at
us. I don’t know what it does. We don’t even know what it is—

Boy 1: The beast comes out of the sea—

Boy 2: Out of the dark—

Boy 1: Trees—

Jack​: Quiet! You, listen. The beast is sitting up there, whatever it is—

Boy 2: Perhaps it’s waiting—

Boy 1: Hunting—
Boy 2: Yes, hunting.

Jack​: Hunting. Yes. The beast is a hunter. Only—shut up! The next thing is that we couldn’t
kill it. And the next is that Ralph said my hunters are no good.

Ralph​: I never said that!

Jack​: I’ve got the conch. Ralph thinks you’re cowards, running away from the boar and the
beast. And that’s not all.

Narrator: There was a kind of sigh on the platform as if everyone knew what was coming. Jack’s
voice went up, tremulous yet determined, pushing against the uncooperative silence.

Jack​: He’s like Piggy. He say things like Piggy. He isn’t a proper chief.

Narrator: Jack clutched the conch.

Jack​: He’s a coward himself. [pause] On top, when Roger and me went on—he stayed back.

Ralph​: I went too!

Jack​: After.

Narrator: The two boys glared at each other through screens of hair.

Ralph​: I went on too, then I ran away. So did you.

Jack​: Call me a coward then.

Narrator: Jack turned to the hunters.

Jack​: He’s not a hunter. He’d never have got us meat. He isn’t a prefect and we don’t know
anything about him. He just gives orders and expects people to obey for nothing. All
this talk—

Ralph​: All this talk! Talk, talk! Who wanted it? Who called the meeting?

Narrator: ​Jack turned, red in the face, his chin sunk back. He glowered up under his eyebrows.

Jack​ [menacing]​:​All right then, all right.

Narrator: Jack held the conch to his chest with one hand and stabbed the air with his index
finger.

Jack​: Who thinks Ralph oughtn’t to be chief?

Narrator: Jack looked expectantly at the boys ranged around, who had frozen. Under the palms
there was deadly silence.

Jack​: Hands up, whoever wants Ralph not to be chief.

Narrator: The silence continued, breathless and heavy and full of shame. Slowly the red drained
from Jack’s cheeks, then came back with a painful rush. He licked his lips and turned
 his head at an angle, so that his gaze avoided the embarrassment of linking with
another’s eyes.

Jack​: All right then.

Narrator: Jack laid the conch with great care in the grass at his feet. The humiliating tears were
running from the corner of each eye.

Jack​: I’m not going to ​play​ any longer. Not with you.

Narrator: Most of the boys were looking down now, at the grass or their feet. Jack cleared his
throat again.

Jack​: I’m not going to be a part of Ralph’s lot—. I’m going off by myself. He can catch his
own pigs. Anyone who wants to hunt when I do can come too.

Narrator: Jack blundered out of the triangle toward the drop to the white sand.

Ralph​: Jack!

Narrator: Jack turned and looked back at Ralph. For a moment he paused and then cried out,
high-pitched, enraged.

Jack​: No!

Narrator:​: Jack leapt down from the platform and ran along the beach, paying no heed to the
steady fall of tears; and until he dived into the forest Ralph watched him.

* * *

Piggy​ [indignantly]: I been talking, Ralph, and you just stood there like--.

Ralph​ [softly]: He’ll come back. When the sun goes down he’ll come.

Piggy​: We can do without Jack Merridew. There’s others besides him on this island. But now
we really got a beast, though I can’t hardly believe it, we’ll need to stay close to the
platform; there’ll be less need of him and his hunting. So now we can really decide
what’s what.

Ralph​: There’s no help, Piggy. Nothing to be done.

Narrator: For a while they sat in depressed silence. Then Simon stood up and took the conch
from Piggy.

Ralph​: Simon? What is it this time?

Narrator: A half-sound of jeering ran round the circle and Simon shrank from it.

Simon​: I thought there might be something to do. Something we--.

Narrator​: Again the pressure of the assembly took his voice away. He sought for help and
sympathy and chose Piggy. He turned half toward Piggy, clutching the conch to his
chest.

Simon​: I think we ought to climb the mountain.

Narrator​: The boys shivered with dread. Simon broke off and turned to Piggy who looked at him
with an expression of derisive incomprehension.

Piggy​: What’s the good of climbing up to this here beast with Ralph and the other two
couldn’t do nothing?

Simon​ [whispering]: What else is there to do?

Narrator​: Simon returned the conch to Piggy and sat down.

Piggy​: I said we could all do without a certain person. Now I say we got to decide on what
can be done. And I think I could tell you what Ralph’s going to say next. The most
important thing on the island is the smoke and you can’t have no smoke without a fire.

Ralph​: No go, Piggy. We’ve got no fire. That thing sits up there—we’ll have to stay here.

Piggy​: We’ve got no fire on the mountain. But what’s wrong with a fire down here? A fire
could be built on them rocks. On the sand, even. We’d make smoke just the same.

Ralph​: So we’ll have the fire down here. We can build it just here between the bathing pool
and the platform. Of course—of course the smoke won’t show so much, not be seen
so far away. But we needn’t go near, near the--.

Narrator​: The boys go about fetching wood and starting a fire.

Ralph​: We’ll have to make a new list of who’s to look after the fire.

Piggy​: If you can find ‘em.

Narrator​: Ralph looks around, for the first time realizing how few bigguns are present.

Ralph​: Where’s Maurice?

Piggy​: I expect… no, he wouldn’t go into the forest by himself, would he?

Narrator​: Ralph jumped up, ran swiftly round the fire and stood by Piggy, holding up his hair.

Ralph​: But we’ve got to have a list! There’s you and me and Samneric and…. Where’s Bill
and Roger?

Piggy​: I expect they’ve gone. I expect they won’t ​play​ either. I seen them stealing off when
we was gathering wood. They went that way. The same way as he went himself.
[​Pause.] T​ hey always been making trouble, haven’t they? We can do without ‘em.
We’ll be happier now, won’t we? We can do all right on our own, can’t we? It’s them
that haven’t no common sense that make trouble on this island. We’ll make a little
fire….
Ralph​ [worried]​:​Where’s Simon?

Piggy​: I don’t know.

Ralph​: You think he’s climbing the mountain?

Piggy​: He might be. He’s cracked.

* * *

Narrator​: Far off along the beach, Jack was standing before a small group of boys. He was
looking brilliantly happy.

Jack: We’ll hunt. I’m going to be chief. And then—about the beast. I say this… We aren’t
going to bother about the beast.

Boy 1: That’s right!

Boy 2: Yes!

Boy 1: Forget the beast!

Jack​: Now listen. We might go later to the Castle Rock. But now I’m going to get more of
the biguns away from the conch and all that. We’ll kill a pig and give a feast. [​Pause.​]
And about the beast. When we kill we’ll leave some of the kill for it. Then it won’t
bother us, maybe. [​Stands up.]​ We’ll go into the forest now and hunt.

Narrator​: Jack turned and trotted away. After a moment, the rest followed him obediently. Jack
spots a sow and indicates for the hunters to gather.

Jack​: Now! After her!

Narrator​: They race along the pig-track, but the forest was too dark and tangled so that Jack,
cursing, stopped them and cast among the trees. Then he said nothing for a time but
breathed fiercely so that they were awed by him and looked at each other in uneasy
admiration. He formulates a killing strategy. They surround the sow. She blundered
into a tree, forcing a spear deep inside her, and after that any of the hunters could
follow her easily by the trail of blood. The sow staggered, bleeding and mad, and the
hunters followed, excited by the chase. Eventually the sow fell and the hunters hurled
themselves on her. This dreadful eruption from an unknown world made her frantic;
she squealed and bucked and the air was full of sweat and noise and blood and terror.
Roger ran round the heap, prodding with his spear wherever pigflesh appeared. Jack
was on top of the sow, stabbing downward with his knife. Then Jack found the throat
and the hot blood spouted over his hands. The sow collapsed.

Jack​: We’ll take the meat along the beach. I’ll go back to the platform and invite them to a
feast. That should give us time.

Roger: Chief…​. ​Uh…. How can we make a fire?

Jack​: We’ll raid them and take fire.

Narrator​: He paused and stood up, looking at the shadows under the trees. His voice as lower
when he spoke again.

Jack​: But we’ll leave part of the kill for….

Roger: Sharpen a stick at both ends.

Jack​: Where’s that stick?

Boy 2: Here.

Jack​: Ram one end in the earth. Oh—it’s rock. Jam it in that crack. There.

Narrator​: Jack held up the head and jammed the soft throat down on the pointed end of the
stick which pierced through into the mouth. He stood back and the head hung there, a
little blood dribbling down the stick.

Jack​: This head is for the beast. It’s a gift.

* * *

Narrator​: There were no shadows under the trees but everywhere a pearly stillness, so that what
was real seemed illusive and without definition. Simon lowered his head, carefully
keeping his eyes shut, the sheltered them with his hand. The pile of guts was a black
blob of flies that buzzed like a saw. After a while these flies found Simon. They tickled
under his nostrils and played leapfrog on his thighs. They were black and iridescent
green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his
stick and grinned. At last Simon looked back; saw the white teeth and dim eyes, the
blood—and his gaze was held by the ancient, inescapable recognition. In Simon’s right
temple, a pulse began to beat on the brain.

Lord of Flies: You are a silly little boy, just an ignorant, silly little boy. Don’t you agree? Aren’t you
just a silly little boy? [​Pause.​] Well then, you’d better run off and ​play​ with the
others. They think you’re batty. ​You don’t want Ralph to think you’re batty, do you?
You like Ralph a lot, don’t you? And Piggy, and Jack?

Narrator​: Simon’s head was tilted slightly up. His eyes could not break away from the Lord of
the Flies.

Lord of Flies​: What are you doing out here all alone? Aren’t you afraid of me?

Narrator​: Simon shakes.

Lord of Flies: There isn’t anyone to help you. Only me. And I’m the Beast.

Simon​[weakly]​:​Pig’s head on a stick.

Lord of Flies: Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!

Narrator​: The forest seems to echo with the parody of laughter.

 L​ ord of Flies: You knew, didn’t you? I’m part of you? ​ Close, close, close! I’m the reason why it’s no
go? Why things are what they are? Laughter. ​Come now. Get back to the others and
we’ll forget the whole thing.

Narrator​: Simon’s head wobbled. His eyes were half closed as though he were imitating the
obscene thing on the stick. He knew that one of his fits was coming on. The Lord of
the Flies was expanding like a balloon.

Lord of Flies: This is ridiculous. You know perfectly well you’ll only meet me down there—so don’t
try to escape! [​Pause.​] This has gone quite far enough. My poor, misguided child, do
you think you know better than I do? [​Pause.]​ I’m warning you. I’m going to get angry.
D’you see? You’re not wanted. Understand? We are going to have fun on this island.
Understand? We are going to have fun on this island! So don’t try it on, my poor
misguided boy, or else--.

Narrator​: Simon found he was looking into a vast mouth. There was blackness within, a
blackness that spread.

Lord of Flies: Or else we shall do you? See? Jack and Roger and Maurice and Robert and Bill and
Piggy and Ralph. Do you. See?

Narrator​: Simon felt that the blackness of the mouth enveloped him. He was inside the mouth.
He was inside the blackness. He fell down and lost consciousness, having one of his
  fits.
Now in your groups, decide which of the following questions you’d like to answer together 
through discussion. The rule is that your questions should total a​ t least ​10 points. Some 
questions are worth 2 points, one is worth 4 points, some worth 5 points, and there is one 
question that is worth 10 points. Be careful with your choice, you will be marked down for 
inaccuracy so be sure you know how to answer it correctly.   

Points  Must include 

2 pt questions  must reference a particular moment but 

direct evidence not necessary 

4/5 pt questions  must include at least one piece of evidence 

to support response 

10 pt question  must include 2 pieces of evidence in 

response 

1) Jack tries to gain outright power in the assembly. He lies and tells the group that Ralph 
called the hunters cowards. What is he trying to do by making this “move” and is it 
effective? How is his storming away from them a “power move” on his part? (​2 pts​) 

2) Why do you think the biguns wait until the other boys are occupied to leave instead of 
supporting Jack‟s challenge during the meeting? (​2 pts​)  

3) How has Piggy proven to be useful again in this chapter and what effect does his 
suggestion have on Ralph and the group? (​2 pts​) 

4) Everything that happens in this chapter is the direct result of the boys’ assertion that “the 
beast” does exist. How does Jack use this to his advantage? (​2 pts​) 

5) Why did Simon go off by himself into the forest and what does this say about his 
character if anything? (​2 pts​) 

6) What is the symbolism behind the “split” between the two groups of boys? Come up with 
at least 3 opposing values or ideas. (​5 pts​).  

7) Why do the boys put the pig’s head on a stake? What does this action represent for them 
and how does it relate to their view of the beast? (​5 pts​) 

Jack and his followers had proceeded to put the head of the pig on a stake to leave it for 
the beastie. After he had killed and beheaded the pig, he had stuck the head onto a stake, 
to take and sacrifice to the beastie. The action shows how the boys following Jack are just 
going to dive head first into the descent into savagery. Without their grasp of civilization, 
they had fallen into the descent into savagery and had forgotten of their past ways. 
Instead of being afraid of the beastie as they were in the past chapters, the boys end up 
worshipping the beast in some form. After the beheading of the beast, Jack had stated to 
the rest of the boys, “This head is for the beast. It’s a gift.” It shows how Jack is taking 
control of the fear that they had all once had and used the beheading of the pig to keep the 
beast at bay.  

8) Beelzebub, another name for the devil, directly translates to “Lord of the flies.” What is 
the lord of the flies that Simon meets and what is its message? (​5 pts​) 

The lord of the flies that Simon meets within the chapter is the pig head that Jack had 
previously placed on the stick. As Simon climbs up the mountain, he runs into the 
beheaded pig skewered on a stick. He hallucinates, which causes the pig to speak to him 
and manipulates him by playing on his insecurities. The lord of the flies had already 
known that Simon was the only one out of the boys that had the insight to realize that the 
beast wasn’t a physical being and more so apart of them. We saw this in the past when in 
Chapter 4 he had admitted, “Maybe there is a beast … maybe it’s only us.” The lord of the 
flies had already known that Simon was the only one who had the perception to realize 
that the beastie was something that was inside of them all rather than a creature residing 
in the trees nor the water. He had played on Simon’s wanting to fit in with the rest of the 
boys when he had asked, “You don’t want Ralph to think you’re batty, do you? You like 
Ralph a lot, don’t you? And Piggy, and Jack?” He wants Simon to succumb to his 
insecurities and try to step into line with the other boys rather than investigating more 
unto the lord and exposing him to the rest of the boys.  

9) Why does Golding title his book “Lord of the Flies?” What purpose does the more literal 
object in his story serve towards his message on humanity? (​**10 points**​)