(Peter with hands up demurring, hands saying stop)
PETER: Wrong, wrong! Why are you doing this?
JOSH: I confess that I was trying to raise a few doubts.
PETER: Doubts…?
(Pause)
JOSH: So I’ve seen the seeds of doubt!
PETER: You’re crazy! I was too shy to say at earlier. You were so insistent.
JOSH: So you don’t understand anything!
PETER: Why it’s so important to raise doubts
JOSH: From doubts we think…learn…and act. Columbus doubted that the world was flat.
PETER: Doubts then are your main problem.
(Suddenly Peter’s, now fully charged cell, bursts into the tinkling tones of a summer “Good Humor” ice cream truck (Steven Foster’s “Old Folks at Home”…way down upon the Swanee river…. Or “Home on the Range”.))
PETER: Finally! Thank God! Excuse me I have to go.
JOSH: One last request!…….We will not talk about the future, but now, current day, are you happy?
(Pause)
PETER: But truthfully I’m too busy to ponder whether I’m happy or not happy!
JOSH: I thought so. You should go now.
(Peter collects his phone and charger and walks to the door where he stops and returns to Josh)
PETER: Maybe I didn’t understand, but before leaving my advice to you is don’t try to change things. Don’t shut your light, get phone… Live and enjoy America!
JOSH (waffling his hand) Good byе! Be happy, if you… Could..
THE END
DOCTOR – psychiatrist. Doctor male. Wearing an expensive suit, and wrist watch very proper, polite, confident, pleasant, and always composed.
ANNA – Woman. Dressed in red dress with red bag. Foreign accent.
Psychiatrist’s office.Sparse Psychiatrist’s office. Ever present small clock standing on a table. The doctor is talking on the telephone eating a sandwich and thumbing thru a magazine. Suddenly a door opens and Anna rushes in.
ANNA: Doctor, I’m Anne Miller. I made an appointment last week..
DOCTOR (looking at а small clocks): You’re unusually early… (to telephone.) No, it’s not to you…
ANNA: Doctor, you must listen to me… now… My inner voice…
DOCTOR: Just a minute, I’m talking on the phone…
ANNA: Doctor, I can’t stand it…
DOCTOR: Wait, wait…(to telephone.) Sorry, Gladys I have to hang up… Yes! I’ll call you later… Bye!
ANNA: Doctor, you must listen to me…
(Doctor puts down the telephone unwillingly.)
DOCTOR: What is it Anna, that brings you in so early? Have you taken your medicine?
ANNA (ignoring Doctor): The TV just said that the scientists have identified the gene that makes people lonely.
