Travis and God, PAC I, 3, 2007
TRAVIS: (enters…looks around, says nothing) GOD: Travis? (Travis says nothing) Whattsa matter? TRAVIS: (a beat, then) It’s gonna be over tonight. GOD: That bother you? TRAVIS: Well…yeah. I mean, camp’s been great this year. It always is. And it’s always so hard to leave. GOD: So what was your favorite part? TRAVIS: My favorite? Man, that’s be hard to say. I mean, I liked it all. GOD: Go ahead. Pick something. Was it the campfire? The prayer groups? Performing? The tacos? TRAVIS: Wow. Let me think.. There was. (names events that have happened, including performances…then) So many. GOD: Uh…are you maybe…you know.. leaving something out? TRAVIS: Oh yea! There was________ (name something else that’s happened) (a long beat, then) I’m forgetting something, right? GOD: Why do you think all this happened? TRAVIS: (a beat, then) You? GOD: Bingo. TRAVIS: Well..I mean…that’s what I meant. I didn’t mean to leave you out, Lord. It’s just that I thought everybody already knew that part. GOD: I know what you mean. And of all those things…which one’s gonna go with you when you leave camp tonight? And I hope it’s not the tacos. TRAVIS: That’s easy. You. You are. GOD: You know, you may not always act like it, but you’re really smart. I may make you an M.C. next year. TRAVIS: (laughs) Thanks. GOD: Quick. What color’s your underwear? TRAVIS: My underwear? GOD: Don’t look! Don’t look! What color is it? TRAVIS: I…I don’t know. I forgot. Man, I can’t believe I’m talking to God about my shorts. GOD: That’s me, Trav. Sometimes you forget what I’m like, but I’m just that close. TRAVIS: (laughs) That’s cool. You know.. I was just thinking. GOD: That’s a good sign. About what? TRAVIS: Wouldn’t that make that a cool verse to put in the Bible. “God is as close as your shorts!” GOD: (a beat, then) Uh..I’ll get back to you on that one. TRAVIS: Thanks, Lord. GOD: For what? TRAVIS: For reminding me. It’s not the singing or the dancing or the even the tacos… It’s you. GOD: Now that…THAT I could put in the Bible. TRAVIS: (a beat, then) See you later? GOD: All the time. I’ll be as close as… TRAVIS: … Don’t say it. I can see _________’s face and she’s/he’s getting confused. (begins to leave, then stops) And thanks for …going with me. Anything else? GOD: Yea. Pull up your shorts. (Travis tugs, smiles and runs out.)