PETE enters and finds GRACE sitting on the church steps.
Two chairs are placed side by side to form a bench.
PETE: Heywhat's
goin' on?
GRACE:
Too hot in there. I came out here to get some fresh air.
PETE: You
know you're missing communion?
GRACE:
Really?
PETE: Really.
GRACE:
It's too hot in there. (Pause) What are you doing out here?
PETE: Proving
a pointto my dad.
GRACE:
What do you mean?
PETE: He
can make me go to church, he can try to control my life, but I won't
let him make me feel guilty.
GRACE:
Guilty?
PETE: Yeah,
that's why I left in the middle of communion.
GRACE: So, you're dad makes you come here?
PETE: Yeahif
I don't come to church on Sundays, my dad said he'd stop paying my
car insurance.
GRACE:
Sheez.
PETE: I
told him this morning I wouldn't go. That it's my life and I'll do
what I want. He said, "Pete, I won't put up with this. I thought
that during Lent, of all times, you'd be able to think of someone
other than yourself. Why don't you try giving up something for awhile?"
Fine, I said, I'll give up church. That's when he threatened to take
away my car insurance.
GRACE:
Well, he's kind of right. I mean, lent is supposed to be about giving
up things so we can get closer to God, isn't it?
PETE: Give
up things? What for? We live in America, land of the free! Our forefathers
died so that people like us could live in comfort and freedom.
(PETE stretches out on the bench as if about to go to sleep.)
And believe me, there is nothing better then the comfort of my double
bed and the freedom to sleep in as long as I like on Sunday mornings.
GRACE:
Don't you think that you should give some credit to your father for
your so-called "comfort" and "freedom"? He's the
one that works and brings home the money. You don't even have a job!
PETE: So.
GRACE:
All I'm saying is, don't you think you at least owe it to your dad
to come with him to church once a week?
PETE: Whatever!
Is that why you go to church? Because you owe it to your parents?
GRACE:
No! I owe it to God. Believe it or not Pete, I actually have a relationship
with Him.
PETE: Well
so do I! I just think it's totally inhumane to force a teenager to
get up on Sunday for a 9:00 service! Why should I have to prove my
loyalty? Why can't I just stay at home and pray and read the Bible
on my own? (GRACE rolls her eyes.)
GRACE:
Yeah, I bet you'd do that. And I bet you wouldn't have to take communion
there either.
PETE: What
makes you so special anyway? What's your problem? (GRACE sits with
PETE on the bench.)
GRACE:
I'm sorry Pete. I've just been a littleI dunnouptight
lately.
PETE: What
do you mean?
GRACE:
Well, to be totally honest, I came out here because I didn't want
to take communion either. I feel too
sinful.
PETE: You?!
Sinful?
GRACE:
YeahI can't seem to do anything right! It's way too hard to
be a good person in this world.
PETE: Does
this have anything to do with Ms. Meyer's cat?
GRACE:
Well, maybe a little.
PETE: How
many times do I have to tell you that it wasn't your fault she died?
If that stupid cat
what was her name? Scruffy?
GRACE:
Muffy.
PETE: If
that cat hadn't been so ornery in the first place it wouldn't have
hidden in the dryer to begin with!
GRACE:
I just can't stop feeling bad about it
PETE: Besides,
you were a saint doing that spiteful old lady's laundry.
GRACE:
It's not just that.
PETE: C'mon,
fess' up. I know there's got to be a delinquent somewhere in there,
Grace.
GRACE:
Stop it! It's true! I'm terrible. Like, last week my parents had to
bail me out for a lost library book, and I got a stain on my mom's
favorite
t-shirt
(She is getting hysterical)
And then, when
I was at Jo's coffee shop the other day, I only paid a dollar for
my coffee when it should have been $1.18 because I didn't have as
much money as I thought I had, but then when I got home I found another
quarter in the bottom of my bag
.
PETE: You've
got to be kidding me.
GRACE:
No. But you know what's even worse? I gave up coffee for lent!
(She is near tears.)
PETE: Look,
if you think you're sinful, then I don't even wanna know what you're
thinking about me, the guy who doesn't even want to go to church.
GRACE:
Why don't you want to go to church?
PETE: I
dunnomaybe I'm just tired of having to follow all the rules.
Don't do this at church, don't do this at schooland then my
dad has his own rules set in stone at home.
GRACE:
You're dad isn't exactly a dictator
PETE: Yeah,
but he's not exactly Santa Clause either.
GRACE:
What do you have to complain about?
PETE: He
doesn't understand me! He doesn't understand my life or my friends
or the 21st century for that matter.
GRACE:
Well, I admit he's not young, but
PETE: Check
this out. Last week I got in trouble during a vocabulary quiz in AP
English
GRACE:
Why? What did you do?
PETE: Well,
you know how ridiculous those things are. How is anybody really supposed
to learn 60 new words every week? So Jackson showed me how to write
the answers on the inside of the brim of my baseball cap, but dumb
Daphne thought I was making cross eyes at her the whole period and
complained to Mr. Thomas. Mr. Thomas actually thought I had a crush
on Daphne and told me to stop flirting and pay attention to my quiz
when he noticed that I was more interested in my cap then what he
was saying.
GRACE:
I can't believe it. What did your dad say?
PETE: When
he found out, he started making sure I was actually studying for the
weekly vocab tests-he makes me memorize all 60 words! It's worse than
being grounded!
GRACE:
I can't believe you cheated.
PETE: What
are you talking about? Everybody in that class helps each other out.
Otherwise, it's impossible to get an "A."
GRACE:
So you think what you did was right?
PETE: Pack
your bags folks, we're goin' on a guilt trip!
GRACE:
Well, what else is there to keep you on track if you don't have some
guilt in your life? You can't just break the rules and then expect
everybody to love you for it.
PETE: LookI'm
not doing it anymore.
GRACE:
Doing what? Just admit it.
PETE: Alright!
I'm not cheating anymore. And I don't plan on doing it again-especially
now that my dad is watching me like a hawk. So what about you? You
going to stop cheating God?
GRACE:
What are you talking about?
PETE: Seems
to me that your're cheating God out of the credit he deserveslike
he's not big enough to handle your "sinful" life.
GRACE:
Pete
PETE: If
there's such a thing as good guilt, then there has to be bad guilt
as well. I've fessed up to my sin, now you stop flaunting yours. (Beat)
Notice how both of us are out here. (GRACE is speechless.)
GRACE:
Fine. I'll try.
PETE: Fine.
GRACE:
Fine. (Pause) So what are we doing out here, sitting on the
steps anyway? I'll bet the service is almost over.
PETE: YeahI
think I'm ready to go back in now.
GRACE:
I think I am too.
PETE: Truce?
(PETE offers GRACE his hand in order to help her up.)
GRACE:
Truce.
PETE: Unless
there's only one powdered sugar jelly donut downstairs.
GRACE:
Then, my friend, I'm afraid it's all-out war. (They race offstage.)
Lights
out.