Swear

November 9th, 2020

Starring: Teen (13-15), Pastor Dad (male, 45-55)

The kitchen.  Pastor Dad, wearing an apron over his clerical garment, is cooking dinner.  Teen walks in, seeing what he’s cooking.  Throughout the conversation, Pastor Dad remains calm, focused on the cooking:

TEEN

Are we ordering pizza tonight?

PASTOR DAD

No.

...

TEEN

Are we heating up frozen pizza tonight?

PASTOR DAD

No.

...

TEEN

Are we making pizza tonight?

PASTOR DAD

No.

TEEN

But it’s Monday.

PASTOR DAD

Yes.

TEEN

I thought it was pizza night.

PASTOR DAD

Actually, tonight is grilled fish with kale night.

… 

TEEN

That’s bullshit.

PASTOR DAD

One.

TEEN

It’s bullshit.

PASTOR DAD

Two.

TEEN

It’s so so bullshit.

PASTOR DAD

Three.

TEEN

You know it’s bullshit.

PASTOR DAD

That’s four dollars in the swear jar.

TEEN

That’s even more bullshit.

PASTOR DAD

Five.

TEEN

God damn it.

Pastor Dad takes out a coffee can from on top of the fridge and puts it on the counter.

PASTOR DAD

We’re at 10 bucks now.  

TEEN

10?!

PASTOR DAD

Five for every lord’s name in vain.

Go on, cough it up.

Teen begrudgingly grabs their wallet, finds a five and five ones, then stuffs the cash into the can. 

TEEN

Where’s your swear jar?

PASTOR DAD

I didn’t swear.

TEEN

Is the fact we have pizza every Monday not a swear?

PASTOR DAD

Different kind of swear.

TEEN

A false swear.  

Shouldn’t you have to pay for that?

PASTOR DAD

I am right now.

Teen stares, somewhat defeated.  They leave to go to their room, then come back in a moment or two later:

TEEN

Just saying, if I really had a false swear jar, I’d have enough for my own house.

It’s not like your entire job is falsely swearing shit.

Teen takes out another dollar and puts it in the can, as if it’s a mic drop, then goes to their room.  Pastor Dad stays silently cooking, literally turning the other cheek.  Once he hears Teen’s door close:

PASTOR DAD

Little shit.

END OF PLAY

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