When the World Ends

by Robin Fusco

SCENE NINETEEN - CHRIS AND AMY

CHRIS
What is it that you’re so afraid to tell me?

(AMY looks away from CHRIS and toward
the blank television screen.)

AMY
I can’t die like this.

CHRIS
What are you talking about?

AMY
I have to tell you. That’s what’s right.

CHRIS
So tell me.
Tell me, Amy.
(A pause.)
Spit. It. Out.

(A longer pause. CHRIS’s frustration grows.)

AMY
I won’t get into heaven. If there is one. I won’t see you there.

(Silence.
CHRIS stares at AMY.
AMY stares at the blank television screen.)

CHRIS
You obviously have something to say.

(She remains silent.)

Say it! Say it, Amy.

(A pause.)

AMY
I...I don’t know.... I don’t know if the baby is yours.

CHRIS
Is this your idea of a joke?
(Silence.)
This is a bad joke.

AMY

It was only one night. You were off on one of your trips, your business trips, and I...and he.... I was just so lonely.
(CHRIS collapses onto the couch.
AMY gathers strength.)
We’ve been married for two years, and we’ve spent a total of eight months together. Eight months! That’s less than half. Two hundred fifty-one days, counting when you flew out in the morning or arrived back home late at night. I counted! Do you have any idea what it’s like to sit here, day in and day out, and get postcards, or maybe a call, hear those stories about the people you’re meeting, and the wonderful places, the things you’re doing? I wanted.... I wanted to be wanted. I needed to come first. With someone. He made me feel desired.

CHRIS
Y ou...

AMY
He made me feel like a woman.

CHRIS
You had no right.

AMY
I came first for once!
(The briefest of pauses.)
With someone. With me.
(She reaches toward CHRIS.)

CHRIS
Don’t touch me.

(AMY retreats to her section of the couch.)

AMY
We would have gotten through this. With time.

CHRIS
How could you?
(CHRIS stares at her.)

AMY
We can get through this.

(The rumbling starts up again, closer now.
As their light fades, the lights come up on the
sidewalk.) 




Writer's excerpt courtesy NYWIFT (NYWIFT.ORG)