BACK MEDICINE 5'?m2f Salvation: medicine that cures the fatal illness (scene: one chair facing audience) AMY -- (enters wearing a white lab coat and stethoscope, turns after a few steps, speaks to Liz who is entering) Have a seat. I have to go and write a prescription for another patient and then I'll be right with you. (exits) LIZ -- (enters, looking around, crossing to chair) Oh, sure. Take your time, Sis. (sits, twiddle thumbs for a few seconds, takes a few steps toward exit, sees Amy coming, hurries back to chair) AMY -- (enters backward, speaking toward exit) Madeline, hold my calls while I'm with my sister. Okay? (turns crosses to Liz) Well, let's have a look. (stands behind Amy, feels underside of her jaw with both hands) How are you feeling? LIZ -- I wasn't going to come here, you know. AMY -- Why? Because you don't have health insurance? I told you, it's not a prob.... LIZ -- No. Because I didn't want to hear a lecture from you. AMY -- You're going to die, you know. LIZ -- I know. I was the one who told you I have AIDS, remember? AMY -- No. I mean since Adam and Eve made the wrong decision, life is 100% fatal. LIZ -- I knew I'd get a lecture. AMY -- Raise your arms a little. LIZ -- (lifts arms slightly) AMY -- (feels Liz's under arms with both hands) Liz, do you know that one of the biggest obstacles of the medical field is that patients don't take their medicine? LIZ -- Is this part of the lecture? AMY -- Just listen. LIZ -- Alright, I'm listening. AMY -- When I prescribe medication for my patients, I know that more than half of them won't take it faithfully as prescribed. And some of them won't take the medicine at all. LIZ -- Is that true? AMY -- More than half. Stand up for a minute. (puts on stethoscope) LIZ -- (stands, step beside chair) Well, I promise that if you prescribe something for me, I'll take it like clockwork. AMY -- (listens to Liz's back) I'm not so sure. LIZ -- Alright, let's hear the I-told-you-so. You warned me to protect myself against the AIDS virus. AMY -- Well, that too. But I'm thinking now about an ongoing conversation you and I use to have when we were in college about, Mother Theresa and ... LIZ -- ... and Adolph Hitler. AMY -- Yes. LIZ -- Yeah, that never made sense to me. You said that if Mother Theresa died without accepting Jesus as her personal savior, she would go to Hell, in spite of all the good things she did in her life. AMY -- That's right. LIZ -- And Adolph Hilter, after he murdered eleven million people, he could go to Heaven if he accepted Jesus as his personal savior. AMY -- Yes. Does that make anymore sense to you now that you have a terminal illness? LIZ -- I don't know. Why should it? AMY -- Well, I'm going to prescribe some new drugs for you that will prolong your life for several months, maybe even for years if your take them faithfully. LIZ -- Yes. I told you I would. AMY -- But you've had a fatal disease since you were born and a physician greater than I prescribed a cure for you that will delay your death PERMANENTLY. Yet, you refuse to take the cure. LIZ -- I see where you're going with this. But what does that have to do with Adolph Hitler and Mother Theresa? AMY -- They both had the same fatal disease that you have. LIZ -- They didn't have AIDS. AMY -- No, but the three of you were all born with the same fatal disease. LIZ -- You mean sin. AMY -- Yes. Now, one of you did bad deeds and then he died. One of you did good deeds, but she died anyway. And one of you was merely self-indulgent and now she's about to die. The deeds, good or bad, don't affect the outcome of this disease. The disease is sin. And whether it's a little tiny sin, like Mother Theresa's or a horrific sin like Hitler's, any sin in an entire lifetime leads to death. LIZ -- But a person's deeds must count for something. AMY -- They do. Bad deeds, like Hitler's, usually shorten a person's life. Hitler died in the prime of his life. And Mother Theresa's good deeds allowed her to live a much longer and more fulfilling life. But just like the medications you'll be taking, good deeds won't cure the disease. They'll only make life more pleasant and delay the inevitable. LIZ -- (sigh) Well, you're right. The discussions about Mother Theresa and Hitler do become clearer when I'm staring death in the face. AMY -- Good, I like my patients to make a informed decisions. (removed stethoscope) LIZ -- Well, DOCTOR, how long do I have to live? AMY -- It depends on which medicine you're willing to swallow. LIZ -- (sigh) This is more like heart surgery than choosing a medicine, isn't it? AMY -- Yes, I guess it is. LIZ -- You know what I'm going to hate worse than telling Jesus I'm sorry? AMY -- What's that? LIZ -- Admitting to you that I was wrong. AMY -- (motions to exit) Let's go my office so I can write you a prescription. 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