f? (Richard shrugs.) Are you afraid of me? (Nods.) It's easy, Richard. It goes
something like this: I like you, Richard, I want to go out with you! (Richard
raises his head, eyes wide.) Do you like me, Richard, do you want to go out with
me? (Nods.) Good! Was that so hard? (Shakes his head. Softer:) Here, sit down,
Richard. (They sit on his bed.) Remember to breathe, Richard. (He exhales.
Slight pause.) Is it ok if I put my arm around you? (He nods. She does.) Boy,
you sure are a basket case. (She sighs.) Listen, I know you're new at this
dating thing, so I'll take it easy on you, ok?
Richard (Smiling): Thank you.
Chris: How do you feel now?
Richard: Better.
Chris: Yeah, I think your shaking is down to a few Hertz.
(There's a knock at the door.)
Richard and Chris: Come in.
(Enter Millis.)
Millis (Suddenly nice): Uh, hi, Richard. I thought I'd drop these notes off
because I won't be able to make it to Biology again tomorrow. (Hands them to
Richard.) Uh, listen, Richard, I want to -- apologize -- for calling you geek.
And for stealing your lunch all those times. You'll be pleased to know that I --
persuaded -- administration to replace the meal tickets I lost.
Richard: That's great. Oh, hey, how did your dance performance go?
Millis (Looking into the air): Wonderful. The ovation from the audience really
brought me at peace with myself.
Chris (Lights up. Gasping): Wait a minute! (Gets up and approaches Millis.)
You're Millis Borg! I saw your performance tonight. You were beautiful,
stunning, exiting. And so graceful for (Looks him over) such a big man. It was
breathtaking.
Millis: Well, thank you very much. I'm glad you liked it. There's cast party in
a few minutes -- would you like to come along and meet some of the other
dancers?
Chris: I'd love to! (gets her coat. They turn to leave, hand in hand.)
Millis (Over his shoulder): Bye, Richard.
(The door closes. Richard is left alone in his room, sitting on his bed. He sits
for a few moments, emotionless. Then he puts the notes aside and takes out a pen
and paper. He writes:)
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Richard: Dear Mom,
I met a girl today. She asked me out. We had a lousy relationship.
Unfortunately, it lasted less than 60 seconds. She left me for a 2-ton gorilla
in a tutu. It doesn't bother me, though. i know you didn't meet Dad until you
were 47. Besides, I don't think I'd like dating much anyway. There's a lot of
things I should be doing instead. Like Program 4, which is due 3 weeks from
Monday. I'm going to start it now.
Your son,
Richard
(Richard crosses to his computer and begins typing.)
Richard: Program 4. Begin.
(Blackout. The End.)
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