She continues to say these numbers to herself now, over and over, in some kind of quiet mantra. Endlessly. In a voice that only she can hear.

Another one of those beautiful songs begins to play. Nina Simone or Peggy Lee. Someone like that.

The lights slowly fade away.

Silence. Darkness.

ALL MY WHITE SINS FORGIVEN

Silence. Darkness.

A stretch of grass near a public basketball court. A couple benches off to one side. Garbage can and drinking fountain.

Two men sitting on one of the benches. Drenched in sweat. A ball near their feet. One is coughing. The other smiling.

ERIC … get it out, man … get it out!

TODD (Coughing.) Shut the fuck up!

ERIC Getting old, my friend …

TODD Yeah, yeah …

ERIC You’re getting on up there …

TODD Bullshit!

ERIC Well …

TODD I ran your ass all over that court this morning …

ERIC Not sure that’s true …

TODD … ummmmmm …

ERIC What?

TODD Pretty much!

ERIC You won three games, bitch …

TODD Yeah, that’s right! Three!

ERIC And I won two …

TODD Uh-huh … and that means I won, homie.

ERIC And two of the three you won were by, like … two points or some shit.

TODD Yeah, so …?

ERIC And mine were blow-outs. Both of ’em …

TODD Whatever.

ERIC I’m just saying …

TODD I’m just saying I won, nigga. Best of five … so …

ERIC Shut up.

TODD What?

ERIC “Nigga.”

TODD What?

ERIC When did you start … when do you ever use that? Hmmm? “Nigga?”

TODD I have before …

ERIC When?

TODD Man, come on … I totally have!

ERIC I’m sure, but … not …

TODD What?

ERIC Not around me …

TODD Yes, I have!

ERIC Okay.

TODD Man … you’re such a motherfucker …

TODD laughs and elbows ERIC. He pulls a big bottle of some energy drink out of his bag. Slops some down. Offers it to ERIC, who takes a drink.

ERIC Thanks.

TODD Welcome. (Smiles.) That’s right … suck down those electro-lites!

ERIC Nice that your parents taught you to share …

TODD Ha! Yeah, well … that’s about all they taught me …

ERIC Ha! Same. I mean … pretty much …

TODD Yeah. Parents fucking suck.

ERIC Not all, but …

TODD Lots.

ERIC Yeah. Dads, mostly.

TODD Moms, too. Trust me.

ERIC Sure. (Beat.) Dads in my case …

TODD Got it. (Beat.) More than one …?

ERIC Oh yeah.

TODD Understood.

ERIC Yep. (Beat.) My moms had a couple … I guess she kept thinking she’d get it right at some point but you know what? She never did …

TODD I feel you, my brother.

ERIC Thanks, man.

ERIC gets up, stretching out one knee. He picks up the ball and dribbles a bit. He’s not bad at it. Between the knees and around the back.

TODD You got skills—I’ll give you that.

ERIC Thank you kindly.