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PRIORITY 7'?m2f Family vs other priorities

(scene: passenger airplane interior or four rows of two chairs 
with sides to audience)

LIZ -- (enters from front of plane, carrying small suitcase, 
looks both ways in dismay)

AMY -- (enters opposite) Good morning. May I stow your bag for 
you? (takes bag)

LIZ -- (distracted) Ah, yeah, sure. Thank you. Say,...

AMY -- (exiting with bag) Please take a seat and buckle up. 
We're taking off immediately.

LIZ -- Oh. Sure. (sits, buckles seat belt)

AMY -- (reenters carrying small basket with hot moist 
washcloths, tongs, offers cloth to Liz) Tonight's entrees are 
fried chicken or Roast Beef. Would you care for a drink before 
dinner?

LIZ -- (accepts cloth, washes hands) Ah, no, thank you. Say, 
listen, am I the only passenger on this flight?

AMY -- Yes. It happens sometimes. Have you made your selection 
for a dinner entree?

LIZ -- Ah, yes. I'll have the chicken. (offers cloth to Amy) 
Wow! This is so weird! I've never been the only passenger 
before.

AMY -- (exiting) I'll be right back with your dinner.

LIZ -- (looking around) Isn't this something? (looks at watch) 
Well, I wonder if the plane will fly faster if it's lighter. 
Maybe I'll get home early.

AMY -- (reenters carrying dinner tray) Here you are. Fried 
Chicken. Listen, we have plenty of food left over. So, you can 
have an extra entree or desert if you like. (exits toward front 
of plane backward listening to Liz)

LIZ -- Oh, thank you, but I'm watching my weight. You know, I'm 
exactly the same weight as I was in high school. (attempts to 
open a stubborn cellophane packet, to self) I could make a 
fortune if I made an easy opening cellophane packet.

AMY -- (reenters hurriedly) I... I don't know how to tell you 
this, but... Are you a Christian?

LIZ -- A Christian. Yes, of course. What does that have to do...

AMY -- ...The captain just informed me that the plane is about 
to crash. You have about 10 minutes to live.

LIZ -- You're kidding!

AMY -- I'm sorry. I'm deadly serious. Crash landing in the ocean 
is nearly always fatal. So, if you have a relationship with 
Jesus, now would be a good time...

LIZ -- Ten minutes, you say?

AMY -- Yes. I'm sorry. I know that's not much time. But it kind 
of brings everything into sharp focus, doesn't it?

LIZ -- Yes. It certainly does.

AMY -- Do you still regret not upgrading from the Toyota to the 
Lexus?

LIZ -- How did you know I was thinking of upgrading from a 
Toyota to a Lexus?

AMY -- It's kind of a thing I do. Well, do you?

LIZ -- Actually, with only ten minutes to live, I'm sorry I 
spent any time at all worrying about such rubbish.

AMY -- Rubbish?! What could be more important than driving a 
luxury car? Oh, I know what's more important, maneuvering for 
that promotion that could have landed you a corner office.

LIZ -- How did you know I was maneuvering for a promotion?!

AMY -- Well, are you sorry you didn't spend more time on your 
promotion? 

LIZ -- No! What good is a promotion when I'm about to die?

AMY -- You know you shouldn't spend your last minutes 
contemplating only your regrets. Don't forget you became a 
life-master at Bridge and were the club champion in racket ball.

LIZ -- Who are you?! How do you know about my bridge tournaments 
and my racketball tournaments?

AMY -- The Lord sent me to help you through these trying times.

LIZ -- Oh. Well, why are you wasting my time talking about how I 
wasted my time?

AMY -- You consider all those things to be a waste of time?

LIZ -- Well, if I had known I wasn't going to live to be 110 
years old, I would have probably changed a few things.

AMY -- Like what?

LIZ -- Like I would have probably told my family "I love you" 
more often.

AMY -- Oh. You have children.

LIZ -- Well, of course I have children. But you knew that if you 
knew I wasted all that time on cars and promotions and playing 
cards and sports and overattention to staying thin.

AMY -- So, if you had to do it all over again...

LIZ -- I'd spend a lot more time with my kids. I've been 
traveling so much lately to get a promotion that my kids think 
I'm a stranger. My children want a parent, not a bread winner. 
They would rather be with me in a one bedroom apartment than to 
be alone in a big expensive house. And now I'm not going to see 
them at all.

AMY -- What about your sister?

LIZ -- You know, you are really making my last ten minutes very 
unpleasant.

AMY -- Seven minutes.

LIZ -- Alright! If I had to do it all over again I would say to 
my sister, "I'm sorry." She was my best friend. And I drove her 
away. If I had to do it over again, I would give up being right 
all the time.

AMY -- And your father...

LIZ -- I don't want to talk about him.

AMY -- If you had to do it over again....

LIZ -- Alright! If I had to do it over again I would say "I 
forgive you." My kids grew up without a grandfather because I 
couldn't forgive him. (sigh) When I think of all the junk that 
God forgave me for, I was really selfish. And it cost me and my 
family dearly.

AMY -- It's almost over. What else would you do differently?

LIZ -- I would smell more flowers and eat more desserts. I would 
have made more time for fun. Not tournaments. Not without my 
family. Fun with the people I love the most. You know what I'm 
afraid of?

AMY -- If you're a Christian, you're not afraid of dying.

LIZ -- No. I'm afraid that I haven't left my family enough 
memories of me. I'm afraid they'll forget me too fast after I'm 
dead.

AMY -- Do you wish you'd taken that risk?

LIZ -- That risk. Oh, THAT risk! Yeah. Every time the pastor 
preached that sermon, I said to myself, I said, "I'm going to do 
that... some day. Some day, we're going to do without two 
incomes and we're going to home-school our kids and that will 
give me enough time to start a ministry that was perfectly 
suited for my uniqueness." I always said to myself, "It's just a 
matter of time."

AMY -- You were right.

LIZ -- I was right. It was all about time. And now it's gone.

AMY -- Well, you'd better wake up now. The plane is almost at 
the gate.

LIZ -- Excuse me?. 

AMY -- It's time to wake up.

LIZ -- You mean, I'm sleeping? I dreamed all of this?

AMY -- Yes. (exits)

LIZ -- (drops head, sleeps)

AMY -- (reenters with suitcase) Here's your bag.

LIZ -- (yawns) We're there already?

AMY -- Yes. Welcome home. (exits forward)

LIZ -- Home. (follows) I can't wait to tell my family about my 
dream. It's about time.

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