TRAVIS: (entering) Hey God!
GOD: Hey buddy! TRAVIS: It’s me! Travis! GOD: Yep. I recognize the face. You know Trav, you get cuter every summer. TRAVIS: (an embarrassed beat) Thanks. Wow. God just called me cute. GOD: Don’t get big-headed. I was the designer. TRAVIS: Whatta ya think of this shirt? I got it just for camp! GOD: Nice. TRAVIS: And new shoes! GOD: Sweet. Anything else? TRAVIS: Well..(thinks) … I bought new deodorant. GOD: And we all thank you for that, Travis. TRAVIS: I guess I’m ready! GOD: Great! New shirt, new shoes, new deodorant. I guess you’ve really prepared yourself. TRAVIS: (a long beat) Do I…uh…Do I detect a note of…You know. Is there something you’re not telling me? GOD: No. There’s something you’re not telling me. You mean…you mean that’s all you’ve done to get ready? TRAVIS: I forgot something, right? GOD: Well…Yea. TRAVIS: It’s not underwear. I remembered underwear this year. GOD: Yea. You looked pretty funny wearing Paul’s last summer. It looked like a dress. Think…think a little deeper. TRAVIS: Deeper than my underwear? GOD: Travis, I swear, if you had a brain… TRAVIS: Oh! Oh, I get it now! My heart! You mean, have I prayed about the camp? GOD: Bingo. Trav, you are a stinkin’ genius. TRAVIS: Well…tell to you the truth, I’ve been so excited about camp that I really haven’t.. GOD: How about now? TRAVIS: Right now? In front of everybody? GOD: Oh yea. I wouldn’t want you to get embarrassed because you said you knew me. TRAVIS: Ooo. That hurt. GOD: (a beat, then) Good. You only hurt the ones you love… TRAVIS: (a beat, then) You’re right. (looking at some kids in the front row) Would you guys pray with me? (ask them to get up, take hands with you.. then pray for doing God’s will at camp) …Amen. Thanks, guys. GOD: Amen! TRAVIS: Sorry I left you out. GOD: Hey, I’m gonna have an even better time than you are this weekend. I want to have fun right along with you…so don’t leave me out, okay? TRAVIS: No way. GOD: And Travis? TRAVIS: Yea? GOD: I really wasn’t kidding. TRAVIS: You mean about me being cute? GOD: About the deodorant. … Kidding! TRAVIS: (a beat, then) You and me, God. GOD: You and me, Trav. (Travis exits)
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