Travis and God
PAC II, 1
Travis enters....
TRAVIS: Hey God!
GOD: Hey Travis!
TRAVIS: I’m back!
GOD: Yep. Saw you come in.
TRAVIS: Man, this feels good… it even smells good! I can’t wait to meet a bunch of new people. I mean, just look at all of ‘em! Pretty cool bunch.
GOD: Thanks. They’re some of my best work. So how’s Travis doing?
TRAVIS: You kiddin’? I’m at PAC camp! I’m doin’ great!
GOD: You’re perfect?
TRAVIS: Well, not exactly. I’m still pretty shy and the beginning of camp always scares me a little bit.
GOD: Scares you?
TRAVIS: I don’t mean you… It’s…. you know.. meeting all the new people. Like that guy back there. I saw him walk in this morning. He looks like he’s really got his act together. He even walks cool.
GOD: Interesting.
TRAVIS: And this girl up here. I remember her from last year. Man, she was awesome. She could dance and sing and act and….
GOD: That’s bad?
TRAVIS: Well, no. But it’s a performing arts camp, Lord. And I’m always afraid that I won’t be as good as everyone else. Like that guy over there. Man, he’s built! And all the other kids were hanging around him when he came this morning…
GOD: Travis….
TRAVIS: And then there’s those other…
GOD: Travis. Could interrupt you a minute?
TRAVIS: Sorry. I keep forgetting. When I talk to you I need to listen a little too.
GOD: Got any dust?
TRAVIS: What?
GOD: Dust? See any dust or dirt anywhere?
TRAVIS: You kidding? We’ve cleaned this place top to bottom.
GOD: Look on the bottom of _________’s shoe. (a kid in the front row) Put a little dust on your finger.
TRAVIS: This is weird. (but you do it…apologize to the kid if you like).. Okay. Now what?
GOD: Rub a little on your eyes/
TRAVIS: Is this a joke?
GOD: Do I joke?
TRAVIS: Oh. (you rub a little dust onto your eyelids then blink a little) Wow. What happened?
GOD: Look different?
TRAVIS: Oh my gosh!
GOD: You’re looking at people with my eyes now. Look at the kid in the back..the one who’s “got it all together.”
TRAVIS: He’s… he’s nervous, too. I can see his heart! He’s just like me!
GOD: And the girl with all the talent?
TRAVIS: (looking at her) Wow. She tries so hard because she’s afraid people won’t like her otherwise. I can’t believe it.
GOD: And Mr. Buff back there?
TRAVIS: (looking) He’s…he’s just a little kid on the inside. He’s afraid to perform because people might find out what he’s like. Lord…this is really cool…but…But I don’t think I can take all this…
GOD: Blink.
TRAVIS: Do what?
GOD: Blink your eyes. (Travis blinks) There… back to being Travis. So..whatta you think?
TRAVIS: I think everybody’s …well…everybody’s just like me on the inside.
GOD: If you look at them through my eyes. And if they’re like you, what do they want?
TRAVIS: I guess they just want someone to love them for who they are.
GOD: Trav, it always takes awhile, but you catch on.
TRAVIS: (a beat, then) It’s good to be back, Lord.
GOD: Yea. Yea, it sure is. (Travis exits)
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