Easter Rising part 6
Part six:
Coming Home
John and April in the Car
Just Now
COMING HOME
Andrew:
Caleb!
I don't wanna fight.
I don't want you to yell or to walk away.
So please just stay.
Don't say another word.
Caleb:
-Alright.-
Andew:
-Ok.-
And all the letters you sent
Can explain all the years I've spent.
I never thought I could do it,
come this far.
I never thought I could be standing
where we are...
If you let me
just get near you.
If you let me
touch your face.
An embrace would be delightful,
if you kiss me,
I could not erase it.
Caleb,
I won't beg you.
If I did,
would you amend?
If I spend a lifetime pleading?
One smile,
I'd be content.
Caleb,
I was a child
when the summers were sweet and mild.
Is it wild how a summer can turn cold
as we grow old?
If I were young again,
If time could stand still.
If I could hold you in these tired and trembling arms!
I am coming home to you...
I am coming home to this,
Finding where I've needed to be,
regretting what I've missed.
I know you've missed me, Caleb.
Don't pretend to be that strong.
I'm sorry, I'll admit that I'm afraid.
I waited far too long...
Caleb:
You made it sound like a game.
Like it's nothing at all,
like it's still the same.
I'm not casting blame,
But Andrew,
You're the one who left.
So tell me,
Was I supposed to just wait?
Just sit around,
leave it all up to fate?
I hate that word, and I hate you,
God I do.
Did you realize that?
Did you even have a clue?
There were sixty-seven letters.
Yes, I counted so I know.
Did you read them?
Did you hide them?
Did you start to burn them long ago?
Some where lengthy,
Some had pictures.
Some where short and to the quick.
Has my writing aged, or seemed to better
Now that I am sick?
Andrew, you tell me how,
How I'm supposed to forgive you now?
Time won't allow for another summer sky
and who knows why...?
If I could just sit down.
If time could stand still.
If I could hold you
'Til I can't hold on at all!
And if I'm missing the point,
Andrew:
Or if I'm seeking the light.
Both:
Let me take back the tears,
all the nights,
all the years
and leave (me/you) to die...
Andrew:
I am coming home to you!
Caleb:
I'm coming home!
Both:
I am coming home!
(unison)I am coming home to this!
Finding where I need to be is here inside
(harmony) your kiss!
Narrator:
For a moment, the two men are frozen, unable to move. Then suddenly, CALEB reaches for ANDREW. The two men instinctively kiss.
Andrew:
Just kissing you is food enough to live.
Caleb:
By touching you, I'm learning to forgive.
Both:
So here we are...
Caleb:
Whatever you do,
don't take it slow.
Andrew:
Please don't rush this, Caleb.
Caleb:
Hush.
Narrator:
Suddenly, CALEB kisses him again, hard.
JOHN AND APRIL IN THE CAR
Narrator:
JOHN and APRIL are splitting a pack of Hostess cupcakes. She is listening to JOHN's headphones.
April:
-It's very angry! Why is he so angry?-
John:
-Oh, that's his thing.-
April:
-His thing?-
John:
-Yea. And he's not like that in real life.-
April:
-I don't know what to believe!-
John:
-It's like a role he plays. It sells, so he does it.-
April:
-I don't like it very much. You shouldn't tell me why my ex-fiancee and your father are like that. Did you know your dad was like that?-
John:
-Uh, yea.-
April:
-How?-
John:
-He told me when I was, like, fourteen. He's been living on his own since I was, like, six. Didn't you know?-
April:
-Me? Um... In a way... In a way we know everything. In a way we know nothing.-
John:
-Huh?-
April:
-Oh don't mind me, I don't usually eat this much sugar.-
John:
-I'm use to it.-
April:
-Your mom lets you eat like this?-
John:
-Yea. And my dad doesn't care.-
April:
-Your father loves you very much.-
John:
-You think?-
April:
-I don't know. I just figured that was what I was 'sposed to say.-
John:
-I suppose.-
April:
-So how often do you take the Celexa?-
John:
-Every day.-
April:
-My goodness! Are you depressed?-
John:
-That's what they tell me.-
April:
-What are you depressed about?-
John:
-Being young, I have a lot of angst.-
April:
-You seem fine to me! Your dad's a whore, but you're fine! But.... I hope I'm not depressed. Look at my life, I've got LOTS to be depressed about. My biological clock is, like, ticking, like this bomb.
My, well, like, he's still my fiancee is dieing... And he's 'sposed to get me pregnant.-
John:
-I don't want kids.-
April:
-That's too bad! You'd be a good father!-
John:
-All they do is get messed up!-
April:
-That's not always a bad thing! Only just love you so much, no matter what. How old are you?-
John:
-I'm seventeen.-
April:
-Got a boyfriend?-
John:
-No.-
April:
-Cancer?-
John:
-Um. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.-
April:
-No, I'm sorry!-
John:
-Oh no! It's my fault! The Celexa, it... It kinda ruins me with... with a woman. Oh god!-
April:
-No!-
John:
-Let me kiss you!-
April:
-You think I'm crying because you won't kiss me?-
John:
-Hey! Fuck you! I was trying to be nice!-
April:
-Oh yea? Me too, asshole, me too! So the Celexa, um, ruins you?-
John:
-Shut up!-
April:
-I woundn't be enough to fix you?-
John:
-I dunno... I just don't want to disappoint you.-
April:
-Just... do me a favor. Put your hand here.-
Narrator:
She takes his hand, puts it between her legs, leaves it there. She puts back on his headphones, turns on his music and closes her eyes. She then rests her hand between his legs. They both sit silent.
Still.
In the middle of the desert. CALEB and ANDREW are sitting on a large rock laughing.
Andrew:
-[?]-
Caleb:
-Yea it was freezing! I thought my balls had retreated and were never coming out again just like Groundhog's Day.-
Andrew:
-It was spring break. Wasn't that when that was?-
Caleb:
-No. I was making a joke.-
Andrew:
-Yea. So was I.-
Caleb:
-Wow. When'd you become funny? You were cute, but funny? Not so much.-
Andrew:
-I'm sorry I didn't write you back. It was horrible.-
Caleb:
-Yes, yes it was.-
Andrew:
-And now?-
Caleb:
-Please. I'm aware.-
Andrew:
-I screwed it all up, ok? Everything I touch, you, John, April...-
Caleb:
-Hey, don't give yourself so much credit. Ya know, alright. Do. I missed you so much. We could've had a life together.-
Andrew:
-We did.-
Caleb:
-Yea, but not the right now.-
Andrew:
-Well which one is the right one? April wasn't the wrong one.-
Caleb:
-Is John?-
Andrew:
-Sometimes I think so. The kid is aimless. He doesn't care about anything. And the worst part is I can't do anything to help him. That's all.-
Caleb:
-Aimless? So are you!.-
Andrew:
-We're 'sposed to be better. But we never do better.-
Caleb:
-We do enough.-
Andrew:
-Yea, but I havn't failed.-
Caleb:
-Andrew, it's not about failure. I mean, we're here. You've got a little more time with him. Well you know... Nothing... I'm just not afraid. Maybe I should be... Tired...-
Andrew:
-Right.-
Caleb:
-Hey you know, you lucked out getting away from this place. It's disgusting. You know there's actually a thing here called tumbleweed? It's a weed that tumbles. Isn't that ridiculous?-
Andrew:
-Yea. It's ridiculous! February Second...-
Caleb:
-What?-
Andrew:
-Groundhog's Day. It's on February Second.-
Caleb:
-I love you.-
Narrator:
Back at the car, nearing morning, JOHN sits on the hood of the car looking up. APRIL sits in the car painting her toenails.
John:
-Aren't you just dieing to know what happened? Aren't you, could you die? Well, let's just say... nothing. We sat there for almost two complete hours absolutely still. Her hand on me, and mine on her and that's it. I'm exhausted. I've eaten today, en masse, half a piece of bacon, two eggs, an [Alpine glass] Slurpee, one Big Gulp and SEVEN various Hostess snack cakes, one Little Debbie. I could die! Maybe that's the only way out.-
Narrator:
JOHN gets into the car next to APRIL.
John:
-If I told them we fucked, would you go along with it?-
April:
-No.-
John:
-First base?-
April:
-No. What time is it?-
John:
-4.47... AM. You think he'd get jealous?-
April:
-Caleb?-
John:
-Let's make him jealous. He deserves it. Leaving you like that? Not telling you anything for all those years? And now he begs you to come with him on this Grapes of Wrath thing... and then he abandons you by the wagon while he and Captain Evil go off for their wedding night.-
April:
-There are at least seven metaphors in there. I was counting, but lost track. [?]-
John:
-I was there... On the grassy knoll.-
April:
-What was I supposed to do?-
John:
-Well, leave?-
April:
-I don't think so.-
John:
-Look, I still have the keys. It'll be loud, but we could drive. It'll take us a month, but we'll get somehere.-
April:
-I'm not going anywhere with you.-
John:
-Look, you should have everything you want April.
April:
-The man I love is dieing. You don't pick who you love. It just doesn't work that way.-
JUST NOW
April:
There was a girl I know
In live with a man who has girls sometimes too.
I spent a summer staring in his eyes.
Then surprise.
Surprise...
Just now I can't stop thinking that I'm dreaming.
Just now I find I'm gasping for some air.
Do I dare to [?] and [?] [?] now?
[With a man I throw my world away to for?]
To die just now?
Dreamed she'd become a bride.
Husband and children at her side.
Watching her daughter [catching her bouquet].
You'll be fine, April, you'll be ok.
'Cause now I'm in the middle of the desert.
Just now I'm in the middle of my life.
[A wife is not present]
And secret wisdom true and now
She's a beacon in the darkness.
She's a hand to hold in silences.
Just a woman breaking down just now.
If I were blind, I'd see it clearly,
See the writing on the wall.
I close my eyes and stop my heart from breaking,
And then I find I've never seen at all...
If I were strong as any army
I would walk right through this hell!
[?]
In search of something simple.
And I would make it though.
Yes I would make it through.
Yes I would make it through alive to tell.
Just now I feel the earth [begin to move me].
I see that [?]
[?]
[?]
[?] past convention.
Recreate the definition.
And to find the world in the middle of the night.
There was a girl...
She fell in love.
There was another love.
Yes, another love.
I wouldn't [?].
Just now...
Coming Home
John and April in the Car
Just Now
COMING HOME
Andrew:
Caleb!
I don't wanna fight.
I don't want you to yell or to walk away.
So please just stay.
Don't say another word.
Caleb:
-Alright.-
Andew:
-Ok.-
And all the letters you sent
Can explain all the years I've spent.
I never thought I could do it,
come this far.
I never thought I could be standing
where we are...
If you let me
just get near you.
If you let me
touch your face.
An embrace would be delightful,
if you kiss me,
I could not erase it.
Caleb,
I won't beg you.
If I did,
would you amend?
If I spend a lifetime pleading?
One smile,
I'd be content.
Caleb,
I was a child
when the summers were sweet and mild.
Is it wild how a summer can turn cold
as we grow old?
If I were young again,
If time could stand still.
If I could hold you in these tired and trembling arms!
I am coming home to you...
I am coming home to this,
Finding where I've needed to be,
regretting what I've missed.
I know you've missed me, Caleb.
Don't pretend to be that strong.
I'm sorry, I'll admit that I'm afraid.
I waited far too long...
Caleb:
You made it sound like a game.
Like it's nothing at all,
like it's still the same.
I'm not casting blame,
But Andrew,
You're the one who left.
So tell me,
Was I supposed to just wait?
Just sit around,
leave it all up to fate?
I hate that word, and I hate you,
God I do.
Did you realize that?
Did you even have a clue?
There were sixty-seven letters.
Yes, I counted so I know.
Did you read them?
Did you hide them?
Did you start to burn them long ago?
Some where lengthy,
Some had pictures.
Some where short and to the quick.
Has my writing aged, or seemed to better
Now that I am sick?
Andrew, you tell me how,
How I'm supposed to forgive you now?
Time won't allow for another summer sky
and who knows why...?
If I could just sit down.
If time could stand still.
If I could hold you
'Til I can't hold on at all!
And if I'm missing the point,
Andrew:
Or if I'm seeking the light.
Both:
Let me take back the tears,
all the nights,
all the years
and leave (me/you) to die...
Andrew:
I am coming home to you!
Caleb:
I'm coming home!
Both:
I am coming home!
(unison)I am coming home to this!
Finding where I need to be is here inside
(harmony) your kiss!
Narrator:
For a moment, the two men are frozen, unable to move. Then suddenly, CALEB reaches for ANDREW. The two men instinctively kiss.
Andrew:
Just kissing you is food enough to live.
Caleb:
By touching you, I'm learning to forgive.
Both:
So here we are...
Caleb:
Whatever you do,
don't take it slow.
Andrew:
Please don't rush this, Caleb.
Caleb:
Hush.
Narrator:
Suddenly, CALEB kisses him again, hard.
JOHN AND APRIL IN THE CAR
Narrator:
JOHN and APRIL are splitting a pack of Hostess cupcakes. She is listening to JOHN's headphones.
April:
-It's very angry! Why is he so angry?-
John:
-Oh, that's his thing.-
April:
-His thing?-
John:
-Yea. And he's not like that in real life.-
April:
-I don't know what to believe!-
John:
-It's like a role he plays. It sells, so he does it.-
April:
-I don't like it very much. You shouldn't tell me why my ex-fiancee and your father are like that. Did you know your dad was like that?-
John:
-Uh, yea.-
April:
-How?-
John:
-He told me when I was, like, fourteen. He's been living on his own since I was, like, six. Didn't you know?-
April:
-Me? Um... In a way... In a way we know everything. In a way we know nothing.-
John:
-Huh?-
April:
-Oh don't mind me, I don't usually eat this much sugar.-
John:
-I'm use to it.-
April:
-Your mom lets you eat like this?-
John:
-Yea. And my dad doesn't care.-
April:
-Your father loves you very much.-
John:
-You think?-
April:
-I don't know. I just figured that was what I was 'sposed to say.-
John:
-I suppose.-
April:
-So how often do you take the Celexa?-
John:
-Every day.-
April:
-My goodness! Are you depressed?-
John:
-That's what they tell me.-
April:
-What are you depressed about?-
John:
-Being young, I have a lot of angst.-
April:
-You seem fine to me! Your dad's a whore, but you're fine! But.... I hope I'm not depressed. Look at my life, I've got LOTS to be depressed about. My biological clock is, like, ticking, like this bomb.
My, well, like, he's still my fiancee is dieing... And he's 'sposed to get me pregnant.-
John:
-I don't want kids.-
April:
-That's too bad! You'd be a good father!-
John:
-All they do is get messed up!-
April:
-That's not always a bad thing! Only just love you so much, no matter what. How old are you?-
John:
-I'm seventeen.-
April:
-Got a boyfriend?-
John:
-No.-
April:
-Cancer?-
John:
-Um. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.-
April:
-No, I'm sorry!-
John:
-Oh no! It's my fault! The Celexa, it... It kinda ruins me with... with a woman. Oh god!-
April:
-No!-
John:
-Let me kiss you!-
April:
-You think I'm crying because you won't kiss me?-
John:
-Hey! Fuck you! I was trying to be nice!-
April:
-Oh yea? Me too, asshole, me too! So the Celexa, um, ruins you?-
John:
-Shut up!-
April:
-I woundn't be enough to fix you?-
John:
-I dunno... I just don't want to disappoint you.-
April:
-Just... do me a favor. Put your hand here.-
Narrator:
She takes his hand, puts it between her legs, leaves it there. She puts back on his headphones, turns on his music and closes her eyes. She then rests her hand between his legs. They both sit silent.
Still.
In the middle of the desert. CALEB and ANDREW are sitting on a large rock laughing.
Andrew:
-[?]-
Caleb:
-Yea it was freezing! I thought my balls had retreated and were never coming out again just like Groundhog's Day.-
Andrew:
-It was spring break. Wasn't that when that was?-
Caleb:
-No. I was making a joke.-
Andrew:
-Yea. So was I.-
Caleb:
-Wow. When'd you become funny? You were cute, but funny? Not so much.-
Andrew:
-I'm sorry I didn't write you back. It was horrible.-
Caleb:
-Yes, yes it was.-
Andrew:
-And now?-
Caleb:
-Please. I'm aware.-
Andrew:
-I screwed it all up, ok? Everything I touch, you, John, April...-
Caleb:
-Hey, don't give yourself so much credit. Ya know, alright. Do. I missed you so much. We could've had a life together.-
Andrew:
-We did.-
Caleb:
-Yea, but not the right now.-
Andrew:
-Well which one is the right one? April wasn't the wrong one.-
Caleb:
-Is John?-
Andrew:
-Sometimes I think so. The kid is aimless. He doesn't care about anything. And the worst part is I can't do anything to help him. That's all.-
Caleb:
-Aimless? So are you!.-
Andrew:
-We're 'sposed to be better. But we never do better.-
Caleb:
-We do enough.-
Andrew:
-Yea, but I havn't failed.-
Caleb:
-Andrew, it's not about failure. I mean, we're here. You've got a little more time with him. Well you know... Nothing... I'm just not afraid. Maybe I should be... Tired...-
Andrew:
-Right.-
Caleb:
-Hey you know, you lucked out getting away from this place. It's disgusting. You know there's actually a thing here called tumbleweed? It's a weed that tumbles. Isn't that ridiculous?-
Andrew:
-Yea. It's ridiculous! February Second...-
Caleb:
-What?-
Andrew:
-Groundhog's Day. It's on February Second.-
Caleb:
-I love you.-
Narrator:
Back at the car, nearing morning, JOHN sits on the hood of the car looking up. APRIL sits in the car painting her toenails.
John:
-Aren't you just dieing to know what happened? Aren't you, could you die? Well, let's just say... nothing. We sat there for almost two complete hours absolutely still. Her hand on me, and mine on her and that's it. I'm exhausted. I've eaten today, en masse, half a piece of bacon, two eggs, an [Alpine glass] Slurpee, one Big Gulp and SEVEN various Hostess snack cakes, one Little Debbie. I could die! Maybe that's the only way out.-
Narrator:
JOHN gets into the car next to APRIL.
John:
-If I told them we fucked, would you go along with it?-
April:
-No.-
John:
-First base?-
April:
-No. What time is it?-
John:
-4.47... AM. You think he'd get jealous?-
April:
-Caleb?-
John:
-Let's make him jealous. He deserves it. Leaving you like that? Not telling you anything for all those years? And now he begs you to come with him on this Grapes of Wrath thing... and then he abandons you by the wagon while he and Captain Evil go off for their wedding night.-
April:
-There are at least seven metaphors in there. I was counting, but lost track. [?]-
John:
-I was there... On the grassy knoll.-
April:
-What was I supposed to do?-
John:
-Well, leave?-
April:
-I don't think so.-
John:
-Look, I still have the keys. It'll be loud, but we could drive. It'll take us a month, but we'll get somehere.-
April:
-I'm not going anywhere with you.-
John:
-Look, you should have everything you want April.
April:
-The man I love is dieing. You don't pick who you love. It just doesn't work that way.-
JUST NOW
April:
There was a girl I know
In live with a man who has girls sometimes too.
I spent a summer staring in his eyes.
Then surprise.
Surprise...
Just now I can't stop thinking that I'm dreaming.
Just now I find I'm gasping for some air.
Do I dare to [?] and [?] [?] now?
[With a man I throw my world away to for?]
To die just now?
Dreamed she'd become a bride.
Husband and children at her side.
Watching her daughter [catching her bouquet].
You'll be fine, April, you'll be ok.
'Cause now I'm in the middle of the desert.
Just now I'm in the middle of my life.
[A wife is not present]
And secret wisdom true and now
She's a beacon in the darkness.
She's a hand to hold in silences.
Just a woman breaking down just now.
If I were blind, I'd see it clearly,
See the writing on the wall.
I close my eyes and stop my heart from breaking,
And then I find I've never seen at all...
If I were strong as any army
I would walk right through this hell!
[?]
In search of something simple.
And I would make it though.
Yes I would make it through.
Yes I would make it through alive to tell.
Just now I feel the earth [begin to move me].
I see that [?]
[?]
[?]
[?] past convention.
Recreate the definition.
And to find the world in the middle of the night.
There was a girl...
She fell in love.
There was another love.
Yes, another love.
I wouldn't [?].
Just now...