INSTITUT PENDIDIKAN GURU

KAMPUS DATO’ RAZALI ISMAIL

21030 KUALA NERUS TERENGGANU

PROGRAM IJAZAH SARJANA MUDA PENGURUAN (PISMP)

AMBILAN JUN 2021
SEMESTER 1 YEAR 2

TASK 2 – SCRIPT ADAPTATION

NAMA PELAJAR : ABDUL RAHIM BIN YAHAYA

ANGKA GILIRAN : 2021092340179
NO KAD PENGENALAN : 021209-01-0035
KUMPULAN/UNIT : TESL 1
KOD DAN NAMA KURSUS : TSLB3233 – DRAMA
NAMA PENSYARAH : DR FAIZAH BINTI JAAFAR
TARIKH HANTAR : 19th SEPTEMBER 2022

Ulasan/Komen/Maklum Balas Pemeriksa/Pensyarah :

Tanda Tangan Pemeriksa/Pensyarah : Tarikh :

Pengesahan Pelajar
Saya mengesahkan bahawa maklum balas yang diberikan oleh pensyarah telah saya rujuki dan
fahami.

Tanda tangan Pelajar : RAHIM Tarikh :

1
 CASTS

MISS SURAYA AS MRS POPOV

MR. RAYA AS MR. POPOV

MR. FAUZI AS MR. SMIRNOV

BULUBULU AS BABALU

2
 THE BRUTE

One Act Opera

Play by Anton Chekhov

Act 1
Gloomy Miss Suraya is listening to a classical P. Ramlee song on the radio, while
sitting in her room. Miss Suraya looking far outside her window, perhaps trying to tell
the world about her sadness.

We see the interior of a Malay village home. Up center is a large painting covered with
a black cloth so you don't see the full image of the man. Miss Suraya is a beautiful
woman in her thirties, holding back tears. In comes her dull servant named Bulubulu
who is bringing her a cup of tea. He is worried about her. As he is about to leave her
room, he looks at the audience and say in sympathetic manner.

Bulubulu Oh, how I pity her. She lost her smile ever since my master
died.
But I’m just Bulubulu.
There’s nothing I can do.

Miss Suraya (Being Brave)

I will never set foot out of doors again.
Oh my husband, you in your grave... And I'm stuck in this
house. Yes, yes, this house will be my coffin! We are both in
our graves.
Bulubulu (He rushes into Miss Suraya’s room without knocking the
door first)
Miss, a mysterious man is at the door! He wants to talk to
your late husband!
He was shocked when I told him he was dead. He said he
would speak to you, no matter what I said.
(The door opens and Mr. Fauzi enters, he is big and wearing
a white kopiah, and when he sees Miss Suraya, he takes off
the kopiah and tries to adjust his appearance. He wipes off
some dust on his bald head and wears back his kopiah).

He remains calm and composure although his face tells the

opposite.

Mr. Fauzi (As he enters) Assalamualaikum ya ukhti.

I introduce myself. Name given is Fauziwana al-Banana,
currently work as a postman in this village.

3
Miss Suraya (With suspicion)
Waalaikumsalam, and what my husband has to do with you?
Mr... Mr... ???
Mr. Fauzi (Helping her out with his name)
Fauzi, Miss.
Miss Suraya Yes, Mr. Fuzzy.
(She mistook his name all the time)
Mr. Fauzi Well, he used to borrow things from me, Miss... a sickle, a
watering can, and a hoe Miss!
Miss Suraya Oh, really?
He borrow a lot of things from you?
Mr. Fauzi A lot of them Miss, I'm afraid, and has promised to return it
on the spot.
Here are the list of them.
Miss Suraya My dear Mr... Mr.... Mr...???
Mr. Fauzi (Irritated by her mistake but remain his composure)
Fauziiiii, Miss.

Miss Suraya Oh Mr. Fizi, your things will be returned! When my servant
gets back from town. But today... No! Today is exactly seven
months since Mr. Raya’s death and I'm in no mood to think of
those things.
(She tries to hold back her tears)

Mr. Fauzi (Finally losing his composure in desperation)

My dear Lady... you don't understand.
I need those things for me to continue farming
Therefore I must ask you to give it to me today.
If these things are not returned, I'm quite undone.

Miss Suraya Like I said Mr. Furry, I don’t even know where he put those
things. Maybe he left it at his workplace, that’s why I told you
to wait until my servant gets back from town.
Until then I don’t want to hear anything else.
Please go away now!!
(She rushes past him crying and slams the door behind her.
He is speechless and cannot believe he did not get what he
wanted. He goes to her door and cries out)

4
Mr. Fauzi Miss. Suraya, you cannot leave this room!
Miss. Suraya, come back here!

(He goes out of the room and search out for Miss Suraya)

(Mr. Fauzi sees Miss Suraya sitting at the verandah. He

rushes out to her, knocking down the unseen Bulubulu along
the way)

(Miss Suraya hears loud footsteps, and is surprise to see Mr.

Fauzi at the verandah. She also sees Bulubulu lying down
motionless on the floor near the front door)

Miss Suraya My oh my Mr. Freezy, you are as stubborn as a mule. You

even knocked the living soul out of my servant!
(She stomps her feet and cries) You BEROK! BRAINLESS
BEROK! (She mispronounced brute as berok, which is a
monkey)
BULUBULU! BULUBULU! IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, PLEASE
DRAG THIS MAN OUT OF THE HOUSE AND OUT OF MY
SIGHT!
Bulubulu (He crawls slowly to the front door)
(In a weak voice) My apology Miss, but I don’t have the
strength to carry out this trash. (He then passed out, again)

Mr. Fauzi How dare you little worms! I, FAUZINAWA AL-BANANA,

HEREBY CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL IN TENG-TENG. I
WILL ONLY LEAVE IF YOU WIN.
Miss Suraya (Stands in front of Mr. Fauzi, and said to his face)
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.

(Mr. Fauzi and Miss Suraya draw the Teng-Teng squares on

the sandy lawn. Miss Suraya stands at the end of the final
square as Mr. Fauzi starts the game)

Mr. Fauzi HERE I COME SURAYA!! (He then hops from one square to
another, avoiding marked squares and completes his turn.
He stopped right in front of Miss Suraya. Miss Suraya’s face
becomes red and she look away from Mr. Fauzi)

Mr. Fauzi (He smiles at her)

Oh Suraya, I know what you are hiding from me. I also tried
my best to hide my feelings for you, but to no avail. How can I
look away from a beautiful angel like you, Suraya? I want you
Suraya, now and forever!!

5
Miss Suraya (Her face is now as red as tomato. She still looking away
from Mr. Fauzi)
(In a shy voice) Eh why you like this?! O-of course I’ll be
yours. My life has been quiet for so long, and I longed for
love.

Mr. Fauzi (He turns her face to him and smiles)

(Happily) Let’s talk about it tomorrow.
Should we continue with our game?

Miss Suraya (Smiles shyly) Yes, my love.

(Then, they continue to play Teng-Teng happily. Bulubulu,

who just regained consciousness sees the lovey-dovey odd
couple)
Bulubulu Is there something that I missed?
Why are they having a good time after such argue?

(Bulubulu heads inside, only to trip over a carpet. He passed

out, again)