SCREEN: Black letters on white background. "DECEMBER 13, 1985" SETTING: Folding chairs on David and Matthew's porch, DSC. AT RISE: Lights up on David sitting alone in one of the chairs. He's very introspective and quietly upset. Matthew enters and stands behind him. Long pause.
MATTHEW Are you okay?
DAVID I honestly don't know, Matthew. I don't. Please, don't apologize again. It really isn't necessary. Why don't you sit down? I need to talk to you. (Matthew sits.) Are you alright?
MATTHEW I don't know. I mean, ever since I read the All I've been able to think about is you.
DAVID Evidently, that makes two of us. I'm sorry, Matthew. For blowing up. Being so concerned with blame. Wondering how this happened to me. To me. Can you believe it? I've always prided myself on being considerate, compassionate. What it boils down to is the person I've loved the most in my entire life faces the worst thing in his and all I can say is, "You don't blame me, do you?"
MATTHEW It was a tense moment.
DAVID Don't justify it. Could we just accept that it was unacceptable.
MATTHEW I'm sure you were right. I just don't know how it happened. If I did, I would tell you.
DAVID I know.
MATTHEW Maybe, it's a mistake. It wouldn't be the first. I'll just get retested.
DAVID I'll go with you. It'll be another experience we can share.
MATTHEW Come over here. (David rises and crosses to Matthew who grabs his hand. He guides David to sit on his lap. He puts David's arm around his shoulders and leans his head on David's chest. Matthew closes his eyes. They hold each other quietly for a moment) I can hear your heart. (BLACKOUT) (END OF SCENE)