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THE DIVINERS was first developed and performed by
the Hanover College Theatre Group under the direction
of Tom Evans and with the support of the American
College Theatre Festival. The set was designed by Tom
Evans. Tracy Dedrickson designed the lighting. Cos-
tumes were designed by Katy Matson, and Robert
Padgett designed the sound.
BUDDY LAYMAN " '" .. John Geter
JENNIE MAE LAYMAN Dee Meyers
FERRIS LAYMAN , Keith White
C. C. SHOWERS Doug Rogers
NORMA HENSHAW Susan Leis
DARLENE HENSHAW Valerie Sherwood
BASIL BENNETT Mark Fearnow
LUELLA BENNETT Shannon Robinson
GOLDIE SHORT. ' " " .. Liz Hans
MELVIN WILDER , Mark Bock
DEWEY MAPLES Clint Allen
THE DIVINERS was first professionally produced by
the Circle Repertory Company in 1980 under the direc-
tion of Tom Evans. The set was designed by John Lee
Beatty. Jennifer von Mayrhauser designed the cos-
tumes. Areden Fingerhut created the lighting. James M.
Arnemann was the stage manager.
BUDDY LAyMAN Robert MacNaughton
JENNIE MAE LAYMAN '" " Lisa Pelikan
FERRIS LAYMAN , " . Jimmie Ray Weeks
C.C. Showers Timothy Shelton
NORMA HENSHAW Jacqueline Brookes
DARLENE HENSHAW Laura Hughes
BASIL BENNETT Jack Davidson
LUELLA BENNETT Elizabeth Sturges
GOLDIE SHORT Mollie Collison
MELVIN WILDER , Ben Siegler
DEWEY MAPLES John Dossett
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 CHARACTERS

BUDDY LAYMAN-an idiot-boy

JENNIE MAE LAYMAN - his sister I:

FERRIS LAYMAN-their father, a mechanic

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C.C. SHowERs-a backsliding preacher I
NORMA HENSHAW - owner of the Hoosier Dry-Goods, a
true believer
DARLENE HENsHAW-her neice
GOLDIE SHORT-owner of the Dine-Away-Cafe
BASIL BENNETT-a farmer, the local doctor of sorts
LUELLA BENNETT-his wife, a doubter
MELVIN WILDER-a farmhand
DEWEY MAPLEs-a young farmhand

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 SETTING

The play takes place in the homes, fields, and public

gathering places of the mythical southern Indiana town
of Zion, population forty. A small and rural community
with a few houses and farms along the river.
The entire play takes place on one set without any
carryon tables or chairs, etc. The set should be raked
and smooth enough for an actor to pull himself over it
on his belly. The starting point for the design should be
the final scene.
LIGHTING
Lights should convey time, place and mood. A sky
would be nice.
All the night scenes, and there are several, happen
during full moon. So the night light can be fairly bright
and still believable.
The river light must be an absolutely solid swash of
color with a definite depth line. The well light, which at-
tunes us to the use of light as water, should probably be
a lighter shade of river-color.
PROPS
The Cafe can be dealt with by simply giving the pro-
prietor a tray with several coffee cups, etc. All the Dry-
Goods needs is a jar of jelly beans and a small sack of
healing salts. There's no need for line on the fishing
poles.
Anything live, such as the birds, worms, etc., should
simply be assumed and seen in the eye of the actor.
STYLE
These are good and simple people. They have nothing
but the best of intentions.
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FIRST ELEGY

(A dulcimer plays "Amazing Grace" as the lights

rise. There are two pin spots: one isolating BASIL
and the other on DEWEY. Thefarmer andfarmhand
speak directly to the audience but not to each other;
they speak as if they know the people in the theatre
the way a man knows his neighbors. The dulcimer
fades into the story:)
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BASIL. Now. Just before Buddy Layman passed
beyond us there was a storm to the sky like no other. I
was workin out to the back fields, down along the crick
there, when I first felt the air start to changin . I looked
at the clouds. I heard the wind blowin . And I says to
myself, "Basil," I says, "Don't stand out here like a fool
to the field. Get the tools to the barn fore the storm
hits! "
DEWEY. And I run like the wind right after the boy I'

died. Callin all over town for his father. I fly by the
Dry-Goods and on through the Diner, lookin clean over
Zion to find him.
BASIL. So I set the tools down and I turned my head to
see the air all in motion above me. I'm standin there,
near the barn there for shelter, and the clouds're as dark
as the land is long - circlin and swirlin like a fire to the
sky!

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DEWEY. And I looked!
BASIL. And-I seen.it!
DEWEY. And l>h()lIered!
BASIL. And I knew!
DEWEY. I says, "Ferris! Ferris'! He's dead now for cer-
tain!' (A moment: Then quietly:) Buddy Layman ...
he's passed on beyond us.
BASIL. (Softly.) And like a slate wiped clean or a fever
washed away where there was fire to the sky now there's
nothin . Where there was clouds there's just blue and the
sun.
DEWEY. His only son gone and it's me who brings the
word when Ferris comes to his door in the mornin. I
seen him there like he's a wood stick carvin in the wood
frame door and they're welded together in grievin. I
says, "Ferris ... I'm sorry." And he don't move and
don't speak. I says, "Yor son, he's passed on beyond
us." (DEWEY'S light fades. He exits. Moonlit night as
BASIL speaks:)
BASIL. The idiot boy is dead, don't you see? Buddy
Layman's gone. There's no tellin the weather. When he
said it would rain we layed our fields in rows and we
knew it would be a good season. You see, a man works,
a man waits, and he hopes and he plans, but it was the
boy who told us the weather. And that boy ... he was
somethin . Somethin else for a fact. He couldn't talk for
two cents or take the time to tie his shoes, but he seemed
to know things you figured nobody knew. Without
drillin rigs or men with machines - without nothin but
a willow rod in his hands- Buddy Layman came onto
my land in late spring and he set himself to witchin a
well. Call it vein-findin , water-witchin , smellin , seekin
or divinin , .. ; the boy had a touch and a feel for water.
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ACT ONE: THE EARTH AND THE WATER

(The boy searches for water with a long forked

stick. He overlaps and repeats the word "water"
three times whenever it is mentioned during the
dowsing. His head is turned up and his eyes are
nearly closed as he follows the sense of the stick.
DEWEY, MELVIN, and LUELLA enter and are im-
mediately involved in the scene:)

BUDDY. Water water water ...

BASIL. Come on, boy. You'll find her.
DEWEY. (To MELVIN.) Would you look at him go?
MELVIN. Witchin ain't nothin. It's that stick there
that does all the work, Dew.
DEWEY. Like hell it's the stick.
MELVIN. Like hell if it ain't.
DEWEY. Bud knows what he's doin .
MELVIN. He knows next to nothin.
DEWEY. Hell if he don't.
MELVIN. Hell if he does.
BASIL. If you fellas keep up this ruckus you'll throw
the boy off! Now how many times have I told you
tonight this dowsin's a delicate business.
LUELLA. I doubt he's gonna find any water.
BASIL. Luella, the signs're all right on the money. It's
a full moon, it's May, not to mention a wind from the
east.
LUELLA. The signs don't find water; You want water
you hire a drill rig; .
BASIL. Luella.
LUELLA. We've been chasin around through the fields·
half the night arid there's no sign of nothin at all. .
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BASIL. Just give the boy time.
LUELLA. How's he gonna find any water whin he
won't even touch it? He don't wash, he don't bathe. The
boy's dirt head to toe. I mean, Basil, he's not even bap-
tized.
BASIL. That's cause he feels it right to the bone, don't
you see?
BUDDY. (Sudden.) Water. He feels water!
DEWEY. He's on it now, Basil!
MELVIN. He's on it but good!
BUDDY. He's on it!
DEWEY. You'll find her!
BUDDY. He'll find her!
MELVIN. Let the stick show you!
BASIL. Come on, boy!
DEWEY. Water!
BUDDY. Find water!
MELVIN. Water, boy!
BUDDY. Water!
LUELLA. Lord, Basil!
BUDDY. Water!
BASIL. You'll find her!
(The WELL-DIGGERS coach the boyan, building on
the suggested lines for them below, as the stick
reaches higher and higher. BUDDY'S entire frame
tenses as he comes closer and closer:)

BUDDY. Water! Find WELL-DIGGERS. Come

Water! Ground, you got on, Bud! You'll find her!
to give water! Water, Dowse it, boy! Water!
ground! Water! He's got
to find water! Now,
ground! Give water!
Water! Water, ground!
Now!
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(The stick suddenly begins to bend. Everyone falls
silent. The stick bends nearly in half:)

LUELLA. (Softly.) Sweet Jesus in Heaven would you

look at that?

(BUDDY drops the stick and drops to his knees,

exhausted: )

BUDDY. He got you some water ... he got you some.

BASIL. You done just fine, boy. You done fine by me. .1
BUDDY. He's a good guy, Basil?
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BASIL. You're a good guy, Buddy Layman.
BUDDY. Wooboy!
MELVIN. (Shaking the boy's hand.) You hit her right
on the money!
DEWEY. (Shaking the other hand.) You done real
good, Bud.
MELVIN. Done a damn fine job. Damn fine.
BASIL. (Partial overlap.) Let's get to work-
DEWEY. I never saw such a job.
MELVIN. It's a hell of a job.
BASIL. (Taking charge.) I'm not payin you boys to
stand around cussin and shakin hands half the night.
Now run up the barn and get the shovels.

(MELVIN and DEWEY run off. BUDDY starts to follow:)

BUDDY. You want him to help you?

BASIL. (Stopping the boy.) You done your fair share,
Bud. Now you can tell your Dad I'll be sendin over a
dozen or so bushels a corn and wax beans come this fall.
You remember to tell him I thank you.
BUDDY. You thank him?
BASIL. I thank you, my friend. (BASIL exits to the
barn. LUELLA has the stick:)
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LUELLA. Hey, honey? You wouldn't want a show
Luella how to work thes thing would you?
BUDDY. How to work it?
LUELLA. How to make her find water.
BUDDY. (Demonstrates.) Well ... he shuts his eyes.
LUELLA. (Holds the stick out and does so.) Yeah?
BUDDY. And he thinks on his Mama.
JENNIE MAE. (Calling from off-stage, as if the boy's
in the distance.) Buddy -?
LUELLA. Your Mama?
JENNIE MAE. Buddy - ?
LUELLA. You think a her whin you try to find water?

(BUDDY crosses to his sister as she enters. The two

scenes, one at the well and one at the Layman's hap-
pen on opposite sides to the stage. The sun's begin-
ning to rise:)

JENNIE MAE. I can't take my eyes off you for two

seconds, little brother, without you're runnin off all
over the fields.
BUDDY. Well, he's playin, Jennie Mae.
JENNIE MAE. (Holds the broom out.) And you're
supposed to be sweepin .
BUDDY. What're we gonna do with that boy? He can't
do nothin right, Jennie Mae. See that broom right
there? He couldn't make it get to workin . And you seen
how he done with his shoes.
JENNIE MAE. Buddy.
BUDDY. (Pulling his shoes out from under the set.)
His sister says, "Buddy, you keep them shoes on your
dogs. Them feet ain't supposed to get naked." And
would you look how he does like he's dumber than dirt?

(MELVIN and DEWEY enter with a post hole digger and

a shovel. There should be a trap where the boy
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divined water. As the farmworkers dig they step in-
to it, working their way deeper and deeper:)

JENNIE MAE. Don't call yourself names.

BUDDY. He can't help it he's daffy.
JENNIE MAE. Now Bud.
BUDDY. He's a looney litte coot for sure.
DEWEY. Let's get to workin.
JENNIE MAE. Let's get your boots on.
BUDDY. He don't want to wear boots.
JENNIE MAE. Buddy.
MELVIN. Let's get some dirt into it, Dewey.
DEWEY. (Referring to a shovelful.) It's a good chunk
a diggin.
MELVIN. There ilin't enough dirt there to hide a worm,
Dewey.
DEWEY. Listen, Melvin. I'm at thes hole workin . I'm
standin here sweatin and you're doin Dothin but lean
on that post haler.
MELVIN. You tryin' to say I don't know how to dig,
huh? You tryin' to tell me what's what with a shovel?
Will listen, Dewey, I been through the best damn
trainin Uncle Sam's got to offer. Got sent through basic
trainin two times in a row. Now I may not know much
nut I know what's what with a shovel.
DEWEY. Then why don't you use it?
MELVIN. Why don't you give me a little room, Dew?
Give me a little room, pal, I'll tear this hole up.

(BASIL enters with another shovel. He takes charge

immediately: )

BASIL. Would you fellas shut up and get diggin for

water?
LUELLA. You're not gonna find us a well out her,
Basil. There's nothin but mud in that hole.
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BASIL. Luella.
LUELLA. 1 tried this stick, Basil. I give her a shake and
it's worth next to nothin. You're wastin your time on
that hole.
JENNIE MAE. Take your time with those laces.
BUDDY. Well he can't make 'em tie.
LUELLA. Buddy Layman's not crazy. He's just smart
enough to fool with you, Basil. Leave you diggin out
here after nothin . When a farm needs a well you got to
use a machine.

(DEWEY is in the trap. They pass him tools as if

in delicate surgery:)

DEWEY. Shovel.
MELVIN. Shovel.
LUELLA. Even a fool knows that folks need a drill-rig
for water. Sticks and shovels get you nowhere in this
land.
DEWEY. Post haler.
MELVIN. Post holer.
LUELLA. Indiana is nothin but rocks and mud, Basil.
Clean down to China it's rocks and mud and mud and
rocks and it takes a full sized drill rig to dig down to
water.
BASIL. Put your back at it, Dew.
LUELLA. But no, you wouldn d listen. You won't use a
machine. And there you all sit to your elbows in mud
and plain to see you're gettin nowhere but dirty.
BASIL. Lean into it, Dew. Heave some weight on it,
boy-
DEWEY. (Partial overlap;) Basil, hold it! Hold on ...
(DEWEY lowers himself completely into the well as
SHOWERS enters on the other side of the stage. He car-
ries two beat up old suitcases. He's worn out:)
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SHOWERS. (Looking at the sky.) Lord God A'mighty. I
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(A light shines up from the well:)

DEWEY. (Amazed.) My feet're gettin wet ... !

BASIL. Water! Luella, there's water!
LUELLA. Water.
BUDDY. He did it! He tied em! (BUDDY jumps up and
there is simultaneous cele.bration at the well and at the
Layman's. SHOWERS remams where he is:)

BASIL. Water. I told BUDDY. Tied his shoes

you he'd find it. by his self!
MELVIN. Waaaooo! JENNIE MAE. You're a
good boy.
BASIL. We hit the vein! BUDDY. He tied em!
DEWEY. Water! JENNIE MAE. You sure
did!
MELVIN AND DEWEY. BUDDY. He's a good
Waaaaooooo! guy!

BASIL. Grab the shovels, boys! Let's get a drunk on!

(The WELL-DIGGERS exit and BUDDY grabs the broom.

He sweeps enthusiastically as SHOWERS crosses to
the Layman's:)

SHOWERS. Lord God in Heaven I'm tired.

BUDDY. Tied his shoes by his self, he's gonna sweep
by his self! He's sweepin and sweepin -
JENNIE MAE. Buddy, stay on the porch.
BUDDY. He's cleanin his yard, Jennie Mae.
JENNIE MAE. Buddy.
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BUDDY. He's sweepin and sweepin . . . (BUDDY
sweeps into SHOWERS.)
SHOWERS. Hi.
BUDDY. Hi ., .
,JENNIE. MAE, Can I help you with somethin ?
SHOWERS.;Well, totell y.ou the truth" Ma~am, I'm lost.
)JBNNIE MAE ,What you lookinfor? .
-SHOWERS. Em not lookin fOr tlOthin t00 special here,
, Ma'.am~, I'm"JUst kinda curious where I am at the mQ-
'menU (~HOWERS is a bit ofa fast-talker.:) 1 had me a fit-
ful night a dreamin, you see, got myself all turned
around in my sleep. And when I woke up this mornin I
looked at the road one way there and then I turned and
took a look up the other-and what do you think I said?
BUDDY. What?
SHOWERS. I says, well, I'm fit to be tied if Indiana
don't look all the same no matter which way you turn! I
says to myself, "C.C. Showers," I says, "You're about as
lost on this road as a small ball in tall grass. Just stuck
up like a boot in the mud." Couldn't tell comin from
goin or which end was up - till I seen my friend over
here givin the grass the once over. And I says, "Now
there's a man who cares about the land that he stands
on." I says, "Here's a fella who can tell me where I am."
BUDDY. (Proud.) You're at Buddy Layman's house.
SHOWERS. I had a sneakin suspicion I might be.
BUDDY. Yeah. It's his house alright. Them's his win-
dows, his door, his porch. And this girl right here? She's
his sister.
JENNIE MAE. Buddy.
B'tJDDY. You gonna sweet talk her, Mr? You want
.him to maybe get lost?
JENNlE"MAE.YOU just get back to sweepin.
BUDDY. Aw, he's tired a sweepin .
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SHOWERS. You know you can't be too clean, pal.
BUDDY. Huh?
SHOWERS. I says a fine and upstandin young fella like
yourself ought to love keepin clean.
BUDDY. You ain't gonna wash him?
JENN'lE MAE.. Are you sellin soa,p or somethin.
Misted _
SHOWERS. No, Ma'am.
BUDRY. Yau ain't gonna put him in water?
SHOWERS. In water?
BUDDY. Jennie Mae, don't let that guy wash him!
JENNIE MAE. Now what doyou want a go scarin him II,.
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for? He never done nothin to you!
SHOWERS. Now wait a minute-
JENNIE MAE. You just come walkin up here out of a 1,1

clear blue and go teasin folks you don't hardly know! :i

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SHOWERS. Now hold the boat, Ma'am! I only stopped
cause I'm lookin to help folks! i[
JENNIE MAE. Are you one a them Mormons? 'I
SHOWERS. To put it real plain, Ma'am - I'm in need of 1i

a job. I
JENNIE MAE. Well, we're not givin handouts.
SHOWERS. I'm not wantin a handout, I'm wantin
to work! You name it, I'll do it. Yard work, house work,
cleanin or mowin . I'll milk the chickens, I'll pluck the
cows. (Pause.) I'm willin to work the whole day for just
food. I'm not a big eater. Little tiny portions. To look at
me eat you'd think I was raised by the birds. A crumb
here, a crumb there.
BUDDY. (Concerned.) Ain't you had you some
breakfast?
SHOWERS. Not lately, my friend ...
JENNIE MAE. Maybe you better talk to my Daddy.
SHOWERS. If it wouldn't put you to no trouble.
JENNIE MAE. (Exiting.) S'no trouble at'all, Mister.

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BUDDY. What's your name, Mister?
JENNIE MAE. (Calling, on her way off-stage.) Dad-.
dy?
SHOWERS. C.C.
BUDDY. You think you're maybe gonna stick around
awhile, C.C.?
SHOWERS. It all depends, Bud.
BUDDY. They's lots a stuff here you know?
SHOWERS. There is, huh?
BUDDY. Yeah! They's lots a good stuff. You see the
woods over ther don't you?
SHOWERS. Bud, I sure do.
BUDDY. Well that's where the birds live.
SHOWERS. Do they, now?
BUDDY. Yeah! Way up the trees they do. Way up the
leafs.
SHOWERS. Now that's a good thing to know.
BUDDY. You see the ground right there don't you?
SHOWERS. Mr. Layman, I do.
BUDDY. Well that's where the doddle bugs are.
SHOWERS. Well, you're just chock-full a knowledge,
my friend.
BUDDY. He thunk he might be.
SHOWERS. (As if he didn't hear right.) I beg your par-
don?
BUDDY. He says he thunk he might be.
SHOWERS. (Unsure.) Now you're talkin about you?
BUDDY. Yeah. Can't you hear him?
SHOWERS. Yeah. Yeah, pal, I hear you.
BUDDY. You see the sky up there, pal?
SHOWERS. Bud, I'm lookin right at it.
BUDDY. You know who lives up there?
SHOWERS. Who?
BUDDY. (Amazed.) Jesus.
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SHOWERS. Way up there?
BUDDY. Jesus Son a God does.
SHOWERS. What do you figure he does up there, Bud?
BUDDY. (Thinks this over.) Well ... he's maybe got
him a little house. ."
SHOWERS. (Interested.) Yeah?
BUDDY. Yeah. Maybe got him a mnnin toilet inside.
SHOWERS. Now that's a good thing to have.
BUDDY. He thunk it might be.
SHOWERS. Mr. Layman, it does' my heart good to
meet a man who knows his way around the Church.
BUDDY. We ain't got no Church, C.C. Don't you
know nothin ?
SHOWERS. Your Mama taught you the Gospel at
home, huh?
BUDDY. His Mama?
SHOWERS. Yeah.
BUDDY. (Concerned.) You ain't seen her?
SHOWERS. No ...
BUDDY. He can't find her nowhere, C.C.
SHOWERS. (Gentle concern.) How long she's been
gone?
BUDDY. Well he ain't sure no more. He looks in his
house and his yard and the woods and he can't find her
nowhere.
SHOWERS. Well, I'd imagine she'll be home before
long, don't you think?
BUDDY. Sometimes he hears her. Sometimes at night
he hears her right there ... and' her voice is right there
... like he can touch her almost, when he's sleepin ...
SHOWERS. (Gentle.:) .You: mean ,yeur :Mama!'S-passed
away, Bud?" , , ' : ' " .", ii,' ,', f ,,~, ;oJ
BUDDY. You know where she is? ",;:! 11<"",\"<0<:
SHOWERS. Well ... I'd imagine srre'sliviidn Heav'en.
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You know what angels are, don't you?
BUDDY. What?
SHOWERS. Angels're what we call the people III
Heaven. The folks on beyond US, you see?
BUDDY. What's angels do?
SHOWERS. For· the most part they all tend to fly
around singin .
BASIL. (Likes this idea.) Angels can fly?
SHOWERS. That's what they say.
BUDDY. Like the birds?
SHOWERS. Like the birds.

(FERRIS enters. He's a greasy mechanic. BUDDY runs

to him:)

BUDDY. Hey, Dad, she's up to the sky! His Mama's

flyin with Jesus!

(FERRIS might swing his son around some. He enjoys

playing with the boy. Likes teasing him:)

FERRIS. You're gonna be up to the sky like to never

come down, you don't finish your chores before noon,
boy.
BUDDY. Well he's talkin to C.C.
FERRIS. You made you a friend, huh?
BUDDY. (A secret.) That guy ain't had nothin to eat,
Dad.
FERRIS. (Eyes him over.) So you're the fella that's
lookin to work, huh?
SHOWERS. (Crosses to FERRIS, hand out to shake.)
c.c. Showers, sir.
FERRIS. F~rris Layman, Mr. Showers. Chew tobacco?
SHOWERS. No, sir.
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FERRIS. (Taking a plug out.) Well, you oughta! A
man wants to work in a garage then he's gotta chew
somethin . Can't hire a fella that's prissy.
SHOWERS. (Takes the plug.) Thank you kindly.
FERRIS. It's a good tastin' plug, huh?
SHOWERS. (It tastes awful.) Real. tasty.
FERRIS. Don't swaller it, Mister! Hell, the whole
point's to spit!
SHOWERS. Beg your pardon.
FERRIS. Too late, huh? Can I get you some water?
SHOWERS. I'm fine. Just fine.
FERRIS. I'd offer you more but with Hoover in office
there ain't a lot more to be had, huh?
SHOWERS. I hear you.
FERRIS. (Making sure.) You're a democrat, ain't you?
Not votin for Hoover?
SHOWERS. Not by a long shot.
FERRIS. I don't mean to be nosy but no man votin' for
Hoover is workin for me.
SHOWERS. Folks vote for Hoover there'll be nobody
workin.
FERRIS. Damn Hoover. Those government guys don't
know shit from shine-ola.
SHOWERS. Nope.
FERRIS. Here we sit with half the damn country
wound up as tight as a shock spring and Hoover won't
let a man drink.

(BUDDY has found his way to the two suitcases. He is

sitting between them:)

BUDDY. Ain't you figure they's maybe sQmethin to

drink in these boxes? . .
SHOWERS. Well, they're mainly full anothin, my
friend. . .
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BUDDY. Ain't you figure they's maybe a little rootbeer
down in em?
FERRIS. Don't be so darn nosy.
BUDDY. He ain't gonna hurt nothin , Dad. He's gonna
haul em around some. Like he's a helper, you know?
Like C.C.
SHOWERS. Make a deal, my friend?
BUDDY. Word a Honor, C.C.?
SHOWERS. You can haul these cases around town for
awhile if you promise to bring 'em right back.
BUDDY. (Serious.) Lick your hand, C.C. (BUDDY
licks his palm and holds it out. SHOWERS understands,
does the same, and they rub palms together in a solemn
vow of sorts. BUDDY then walks and talks his way off-
stage with the cases:) Ain't gonna drop these boxes for
nothin. No sir. Ain't gonna nose down inside em or
bang em up nohow. He knows they ain't no rootbeer
down in em. He's a good guy, that Buddy. Word a
honor, he is.
SHOWERS. (Smiles.) I'd imagine bein a Daddy gets to
be a full time business.
FERRIS. Hell, there ain't nothin to it. I raise em like
weeds.
SHOWERS. Like weeds, Mr. Layman?
FERRIS. You can pull em or trim em or hedge em on
back some, but you're best off to just leave em go. You
ever seen a weed that ain't healthy?
SHOWERS. No.
FERRIS. Same way with kids. If a car breaks, you fix
it-if a tire's flat, patch it. But kids're just fine on their
own.
SHOWERS. Mr. Layman, I take it you like cars.
FERRIS. Mr.' Showers, I love em. Nash, Buicks,
DeSotos- you name"iL Plus there's a whole world a
tractors. Your John Deere, Farm-All, Fords a course.
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SHOWERS. Yeah-
FERRIS. Nothin like a good solid engine.
SHOWERS. No sir.
FERRIS. You ever tear down a six banger?
SHOWERS. That's quite an engine.
FERRIS. Hell of an engine. Course a flathead'lI put it
to shame.
SHOWERS. I'd imagine.
FERRIS. Can you rebuild a flathead?
SHOWERS. Is that a car or a tractor? (Pause~)
FERRIS. Never heard of a flatheaded tractor.
SHOWERS. It's a car, huh? II
FERRIS. (Suspicious.) Can you at least tear down a
,il
carburator?
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(SHOWERS shakes his head.) II

FERRIS. Fuel pump? Ignition? 11

SHOWERS. Well-
FERRIS. Steerin or tires?
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(SHOWERS shakes his head.)

FERRIS. You can't patch a damn tire? Where the hell a

you been?
SHOWERS. I been walkin , Mr. Layman, for close to
three months. I hardly rode in a car, let alone try to fix
one. But I'm needin a job awful bad, see? Just enough
work to feed me.
FERRIS. If I knew what you did it might be I could
help you.
SHOWERS. Well, there wasn't much 'work, back III
Hazard, Kentucky. I mean, I quit;what Ldid,see?
FERRIS. Quit a goodjob~o,r i]othin?,;,';,
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FERRIS. You walked off the job when there's no work
for miles?
SHOWERS. I had to leave.
FERRIS. (Pushing.) Did they fire you?
SHOWERS. No-
FERRIS. Did you run in the law?
SHOWERS. I just couldn't keep workin.
FERRIS. What the hell'd you do?
SHOWERS. (Nearly angry.) It don't matter no more!
FERRIS. (Starts to walk away.) I can't hire a man
don't know what he does.
SHOWERS. I'm lookin to start all again, don't you see?
I been lookin to work the whole time I been walkin .
FERRIS. You're wastin my time, mister. (Starts to
exit. )
SHOWERS. Listen, Mr. Layman. To tell you the truth
... I's a preacher.
FERRIS. Teacher?
SHOWERS. No. A Bible-totin preacher. (Pause. FER-
RIS smiles:)
FERRIS. Aw now, you're full a shit.
SHOWERS. I ain't preachin no more though-
FERRIS. You full a shit, ain't you?
SHOWERS. I quit! I give it up altogether! (FERRIS
smiles.) I ain't preached for three months in a row, Mr.
Layman. Went close to twelve years then I quit, now I'm
done.
FERRIS. You really a preacher?

(JENNIE MAE enters with her brother in tow. The boy

has both suitcases, but they're significantly lighter:)

SHOWERS' I'was!: I 'airt'tpreachin no more, though.

. ,BuDDY;:{PrOtesting.) Word a honor; Jennie Mae!
Word a honor! ',,". :
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FERRIS. A Bible bangin, Jesus jumpin, Heaven and
hellfire preacher!
JENNIE MAE. You tell Mr. Showers the truth Buddy
Layman!
BUDDY. He ain't done nothin wrong!
JENNIE MAE. (Gives her brother a,whack on the tail.)
Just you tell him." .
BUDDY. (Demonstrating.) Well . . . . He was· just
walkin, see, C.... C? Till his arms get to feelin kinda
lousy, see. So he says, maybe he'll feel better, he gets
him some rootbeer. On account a them boxes're heavy
and his arm's hurtin somethin awful ...
FERRIS. You didn't take somethin outta those cases
now, boy?
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FERRIS. Nothin in em?
BUDDY. Nope. Not no rootbeer nor nothin. (He sets
the luggage by SHOWERS and ho/{!s up his hand in the
sign of the pledge.) Word a honor, C.C.

(SHOWERS opens the suitcases. They are empty.)

FERRIS. You mean the boy dumped all you stuff out?
SHOWERS. They're a little easier to carry now, yeah.
FERRIS. All your clothes?
JENNIE MAE. Your blankets-
SHOWERS. My. bedroll-
BUDDY. Your Bible-
SHOWERS. My,B.ible:.,., ''''J\ ..,
. FERRIS. Everyth41g?
SHqWERs•. ,Seems it()ib.e:theHlas~J ('Slight pause;}."
BUDDY.:·C!nnocently.)Well ; .;,;;,he·fjgur.;es ,he~better
take him a little. walk for now,' Dad'. ! :<jti~.1'; ~.: ';~j
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FERRIS. (Grabs the boy's arm.) Hold still a minute,
Bud.
BUDDY. He don't want a sit still!
FERRIS. Well you're gonna sit still till you tell us what
you did with his things, boy.
SHOWERS. Now Mr. Layman.
FERRIS. Now some things don't irk me, Mr. Showers,
but stealin the clothes off the back of a preacher ain't
quite on my list a sittin still for.
JENNIE MAE. A preacher!
FERRIS. A marryin-buryin, readin-revivin, devil and
damnation preacher, Jennier Mae. And your little
brother, who somebody was supposed to be watchin,
just stole everything the man owns!
JENNIE MAE. I can't be watchin him all the time,
Daddy.
FERRIS. I can't be watchin him either.
JENNIE MAE. I dress him, I feed him, I walk him all
over the place-
BUDDY. He don't want a sit still!
JENNIE MAE. I need time to spend with my friends,
damnit!
FERRIS. Would you knock off the cussin? He's a
preacher I told you.
JENNIE MAE. I don't care if he preaches!
BUDDY. Stop screamin!
JENNIE MAE. I'm not screamin!
FERRIS. This man's a preacher!
SHOWERS. Now hold it! Hold the boat, will you? (All
commotion stops. He preaches:) I was a preacher, but I
ain't preachin now. I don't do prayers or lead songs and
1 give up on sermons. It's no sin to change and I've
changed! (Slight pause. ) I give it up. (SHOWERS picks
up his luggage and starts to exit: )
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BUDDY. Ain't you gonna stick around here some?
SHOWERS. I come this far. I'll get by just fine.
JENNIE MAE. With no clothes?
FERRIS. Without nothin?
BUDDY. Aw, C.C., don't leiiVehim.
SHOWERS. (Stops.) Aw now, Bud.
JENNIE MAE. He could sleep in the barn,' Daddy.
SHOWERS. No, I don't mean to burden.
FERRIS. I don't mean to take offense, but my barn
ought to be good enough for a good' man to sleep in.
JENNIE MAE. (Exiting.) I'll get you some blankets.
SHOWERS. (Crossing back to FERRIS and the boy.)
Now listen, Mr. Layman. I'm willin to work for my
keep, see?
FERRIS. And I'm willin to make you keep workin,
C.c. (FERRIS takes one of the suitcases and exits to the
barn. BUDDY starts to follow:)
BUDDY. Come on, C.C.
SHOWERS. Hey, Bud. You don't happen to have any
idea where you might a walked with my things do you?
BUDDY. Nope. How bout you? .
SHOWERS. You sure you don't know?
BUDDY. He knows where theys birds at though C.C.
Out the barn - way up the roofters. Theys big birds and
little birds, baby birds and mamma birds - theys fly in
all over like angels.
SHOWERS. (Exiting with the boy.) No, now the
angels're way up in Heaven there, Bud, and the birds're
here in Indiana.

(NORMA enters singing "Rock ofAges"~ She· mops the

floor in her store as she sings. LUELLA enters and
watches: NORMA mop. NORMk'should;stop singing
abruptly as LUELLAjinishesHerspeech,') . •.
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SHOWERS. (Continued.) It's a whole world a dif-
ference, my friend.
NORMA.
"Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flowed
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleanse me from it's guilt and power-"
LUELLA. (Overlapping.) I know why you're singin,
Norma Henshaw. You're singin and cleanin the whole
Dry-Goods top to bottom on account a that new slick-
talkin preacher.
NORMA. Luella.
LUELLA. Now, Norma, for all we know this guy is a
smooth-talkin con man. We don't know nothin about
him.
NORMA. We know he's a preacher.
LUELLA. What Church is he with?
NORMA. Why Luella, he's a Christian a course.
LUELLA. Well that doesn't mean you can trust him
you know.
NORMA. I been prayin for this for ten years in a row. I
don't ask the Lord much, I don't pester him, see? But I
have made a few small requests. The Lord knows how
the town needs a preacher, Luella.
LUELLA. But what kind a preacher'd work in a
garage?
NORMA. Well we can't afford to be picky.
LUELLA. Be picky!
NORMA. We been ten solid years without singin or
savin or baptizin, period. The lord's answered our
prayers, don't you see?
LUELLA. Well I don't know, Norma.
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NORMA. Don't be so darn doubtful, Luella. So down
in the mouth. Why, just look at Goldie next door. She's
been spickin and spannin for days in a row just to let
that man know how he's welcome.

(SHOWERS, BUDDY, and FERRIS enter:) ,i

GOLDIE. Why you fellas're just as welcome as

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GOLDIE. What kind a Diner'd I run without rootbeer? 'I

BUDDY. Pretty lousy. "

GOLDIE. (Handing him one.) Well it wouldn't be the

Dine-Away-Cafe. Just made some fresh coffee, boys.
FERRIS. Coffee sounds fine.
GOLDIE. I'd expect you been showin our new friend
around town, huh?
FERRIS. Ain't much to see.
GOLDIE. Why there's the Dry-Goods and the Diner
and the view a the river. Not to mention the place where
the Church was. You seen the Church ain't you?
SHOWERS. Guess it must a slipped by me.
FERRIS. Ain't nothin left but the foundation, Goldie.
GOLDIE. (To SHOWERS.) Well before she burned
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down, it was somethin I tell you. That Church had a I!
steeple so high it put the tree tops to shame. And peo- II
ple? There was people all over. Those bells got to ringin II
and the whole town was full. Did a real good business :1
on Sunday.
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SHOWERS. You don't say? II
GOLDIE. Fed more people on Sunday than the whole
week together. Those Church folks're real big eaters. :1
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GOLDIE. Apple pie, peach pie, rhubarb and
cherry-whatever you wants on the house.
FERRIS. Well I'd like a donut.
GOLDIE. Plain donut's a penny, Ferris. Glazed're two
cents.
FERRIS. Plain, thank you.
BUDDY. How bout you get him a rootbeer?
GOLDIE. (A little surprised.) You're not done with
that last one?
BUDDY. Ain't no more down in it.
GOLDIE. You're gonna throw off your whole constitu-
tion, you know that? You drink and drink and drink
and drink-you will make yourself irregular. (She
hands him a rootbeer. )
BUDDY. You regular, Dad?
FERRIS. Hell I'm fine.
GOLDIE. (Crossing off to get a donut.) No cussin.
SHOWERS. That Goldie's quite a woman.
FERRIS. Well she's pretty but she's pushy.
SHOWERS. I noticed.
FERRIS. Ain't nothin worse'n a damn woman gets
pushy.
GOLDIE. (Entering with a donut.) You're gonna cuss
you can eat this outside, Ferris.
FERRIS. It's a awful good lookin donut.
GOLDIE. Don't you dare bite that donut.
FERRIS. I'm gonna pay you.
GOLDIE. You know the rules just as well as I do "No
drinkin-"
FERRIS AND GOLDIE. "No Cussin" and "You Pray
Before You Eat -"
FERRIS. (To SHOWERS.) Keeps em posted right there
on the sign..
'Go~i:i.IE. (:a~eto pray?,
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SHOWERS. I beg pardon?
GOLDIE. It's only right for the guest to say grace over
meals.
SHOWERS. Well, Ma'am, this ain't exactly a meal.
GOLDIE. Well you're still the guest.
FERRIS. Just give her the grace, 'l'iuh?
SHOWEIi:iLYou give her the grace.
FERRIS; I'm no good at prayin.
SHOWERS. It's your donut, Ferris.
GOLDIE. It's my Diner.' I'd like 'far our guest to say "

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grace.
SHOWERS. Ma'am, you don't understand;- I',
GOLDIE. You don't pray, he don't eat. (Slight pause.)
FERRIS. Listen C.C. I'm really kind a hungry.
SHOWERS. I know.
FERRIS. Well just run off a quick one.
SHOWERS. Aw, Ferris-
FERRIS. It's just a donut, C.C. -won't take you but a
second.
GOLDIE. Bow your heads. Shut your eyes, Buddy.
Pastor Showers? (All heads are bowed but for Showers.
Buddy's eyes are closed, no real semblance of prayer.
SHOWERS looks straight ahead, eyes open. After a mo-
ment he says quite simply.)
SHOWERS. Thanks for the donut.
FERRIS. Amen. (Slight pause. Suspiciously:)
GOLDIE. What Church're you with?
FERRIS. Goldie, the man means to give up on
preachin.
GOLDIE. Give it up?
SHOWERS. Yes, Ma'am.
GOLDIE. You mean to quit?
SHOWERS. I mean to stop altogether! (Slight pause,)
GOLDIE. In that case the coffee'll cost you a nickel.
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SHOWERS. It's a good cup coffee.
FERRIS. I got her.
SHOWERS. (To BUDDY.) You bout ready to go, pal?

(BUDDY has taken one of his shoes off')

BUDDY. He ain't goin nowheres till his dogs feel bet-

ter.
SHOWERS. What's a matter?
BUDDY. He's itchin.
SHOWERS. (Looking at the boy's foot.) Looks like a
touch a the ivy.
BUDDY. Itchin like crazy, C.C.!
GOLDIE. All the boy needs is a tub a hot water. I been
sayin that much for years.
BUDDY. Huh?
GOLDIE. Fever weed, salts, and a hot tub a water.
BUDDY. (Lying.) He ain't itchin no more.
GOLDIE. You'll be itchin all over, you don't soak those
feet.
FERRIS. Hell, I'm dirt head to toe and I'm fine.
GOLDIE. It ain't right not to wash.
FERRIS. Does he smell? Does he stink?
GOLDIE. That ain't the point, Ferris.
FERRIS. Half the world's made a dirt and it ain't hur-
tin nothin. The damn roads're all dirt, the fields're dirt.
Even Hoover's got a mud pie for brains.
GOLDIE. Don't make fun a Mr. Hoover in my Diner,
Ferris. Badmouthin the president's the same thing as
cussin. Same exact thing to aT.
SHOWERS. Kind a fond of him, are you?
GOLDIE. I couldn't care less if Herb Hoover got hit by
a truck in his sleep. But he's still the president and I
won't have him badmouthed.
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FERRIS. Now what'd I say that's so awful, Goldie?
GOLDIE. I'm not about to repeat it.
BUDDY. Said hell, said damn, said Hoover-
GOLDIE. You see there! You see what it leads to?
FERRIS. Bud can cuss if he wants.
GOLDIE. He's just a boy, Ferris.
FERRIS. When I was his age I cussed all the time.
GOLDIE. He's only 14.
FERRIS. And I'll tell you what else, I'm a better man
for it.
GOLDIE. You are the most bull headed man in the
world, Ferris Layman.
FERRIS. A man can't cuss, he can't hardly talk.
GOLDIE. What would your wife say? (Pause. With
true concern:) The way you raise the boy, Ferris ... it
ain't right for him.
FERRIS. (Softly.) Well Sara ain't here no more,
Goldie.
BUDDY. (Soft/y.) Dad?
FERRIS. What you need, son?
BUDDY. Dad? S'gonna rain.
FERRIS. (Gent/e.) Change a the weather'd be nice,
Bud.
BUDDY. They's clouds up there, Dad. S'gonna rain
somethin awful.
SHOWERS. Bud, the sky's awful blue.
FERRIS. (Soft/y.) It'll rain.
BUDDY. Can't you feel the clouds? It's gonna storm
somethin awful.
GOLDIE. Lord knows we could use it.

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SHOWERS. Not a cloud in the sky.
DEWEY. Rain, Basil.
BASIL. Rain, huh?
BUDDY. Can't you feel the clouds?
DEWEY. It's what the boy says.
BUDDY. (Exiting.) Gonna rain.
BASIL. How'd he look when he said it?
DEWEY. Well. He was scratchin his feet somethin
awful.
BASIL. Seemed pretty sure did he?
DEWEY. I come walkin up the garage, I says, "How
you doin, Bud?" He says, "It's gonna rain."
BASIL. Well ... the alfalfa's in at least.
DEWEY. Yeah.
BASIL. But the rutabaga's not near.
DEWEY. It ain't even close.
BASIL. Figure you boys can get that highland turned?
DEWEY. S'awful rocky.
BASIL. I know.
DEWEY. Full a rocks.
BASIL. Get her turned before the rain comes, give you
eighty cents a day.
DEWEY. Damn.
BASIL. A little rain'll be nice, huh?
DEWEY. I guess.
BASIL. Yeah.
DEWEY. Hey, Basil. Look at the sky, will you?
BASIL. Pretty.
DEWEY. There's no clouds for miles.
BASIL. It'll rain soon enough, Dew. The boy knows.
DEWEY. How you figure that is?
What's that?
DEWEY. I mean, you done your fair share a doctorin,
Basil.
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BASIL. I'm no doctor, son. Most things'll heal alone.
DEWEY. But how do you figure the boy knows like he
does?
BASIL. He just feels, I guess.
DEWEY. Feels the weather?
BASIL. Close as I can figure it, yeah.
DEWEY. It's that drownin, you figure? I mean, a fella
falls in the water so young like he did-
BASIL. Don't take long underwater to change you.
DEWEY. I guess.
BASIL. He was under awhile, you know. The boy was
only three, maybe four, and he was under that water
some time. It.
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BASIL. It was his mother that kept him from drownin,
you know ... she died in the water. It's a strange kind
a thing.
DEWEY. It's kind a scary almost. I mean, Basil, the
way the boy is now-
BASIL. Listen, Dewey, you can't think like that, son.
Sometimes things happen - there's no way to stop em or
change em, nothin better for tryin. If a boy knows the
weather you got to call it a blessin. It's a blessin.
DEWEY. Yeah. Yeah ... the place'lilook awful nice, a
little rain on the fields.
BASIL. We get that highland seeded she will.

(JENNIE MAE, SHOWERS, and BUDDY enter.)

DEWEY. It's good land on the rise there.

BASIL. Yeah, the farm's lookin fine.
SHOWERS. There's nothin so fine as the woods in the
summer.
BUDDY. You see all the birds?
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JENNIE MAE. Yeah, I see em.
BUDDY. You see that one there?
SHOWERS. That's a blue bird, my friend.
BUDDY. How come he's flyin?
SHOWERS. We scared him, I guess.
BUDDY. Hey, bird. Where you goin? Don't hide in
them trees.
SHOWERS. Whoa now-

(BUDDY follows his bird off-stage:)

BUDDY. Hey, you bird! Come on back here! Why you

flyin from Buddy?
SHOWERS. Hey, Bud-
JENNIE MAE. Qh, Buddy's alright.
SHOWERS. Bud - ?
JENNIE MAE. Buddy gets in the woods he's not about
to sit still.
SHOWERS. Well ... this old back a mine ain't about to
go chase him.
JENNIE MAE. Qh, you're not that old, Mr. Showers.
SHOWERS. I been feelin it lately.
JENNIE MAE. Well, come here. I'll rub your back
some.
SHOWERS. (A little embarrassed.) Qh ...
JENNIE MAE. Now stop moanin and groanin and sit
yourself down. Come on. It'll do you some good to sit
still. (SHOWERS sits. She rubs his shoulders:) There you
go. How's that now? A little better maybe?
SHOWERS. Oh ... I'm dead and in Heaven.
JENNIE MAE. You just been workin too hard.
SHOWERS. Naw-
JENNIE MAE. Yeah, you have.
SHOWERS. Qh-
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JENNIE MAE. You're like to work all the time, Mr.
Showers.
SHOWERS. (Softly, dismissing the idea.) Shit.
JENNIE MAE. What?
SHOWERS. Little work never hurt nothin.
JENNIE MAE. I never heard you talk like you been to-
day.
SHOWERS. Use those kind a words all the time when
I'm thinkin.
JENNIE MAE. You think in swear words?
SHOWERS. I think worse things'n that.
JENNIE MAE. Is that why you give up on preachin?
SHOWERS. That ain't quite how I'd put it.
JENNIE MAE. Don't you believe in the Bible?
SHOWERS. I was raised on the Bible, Miss Layman.
My Daddy's a preacher and his Daddy before and his
Grandad and right down the line. Boy comes to be
seventeen or eighteen there's no questions asked - hand
him a Bible, turn him loose on the world. He'll make his
way fine. Be an awful fine preacher. (Slight pause. To
himself:) Be just like his Daddy I guess ... (He begins
to preach as the memory builds:) My Daddy ... now he
was a preacher. He had folks up on their feet and out a
their seats and singin and stompin and life was just fine.
Man took to a Bible like he was there just to shout it.
Gonna tell everybody! Everybody bout the wonder and
the miracle and the sweet love a Jesus! He'd say now
you there, Miss Layman, don't you love that sweet
Jesus? Don't you love him so much you could cry? Well
sure you do! I said sure you do! I said come on up front
here and tell us about it! Tell the whole Church how you
love that sweet story! Bring em all up front! Let em all
tell the story! No sin's a great sin cause all men are sin-
ners! Yes, Ma'am! That's all men! I said all men! I said
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every last man is a sinner! (He catches himself. Slight
pause:) Then there's me ... I'm up front the Church
and I'd shout somethin out and they'd "Amen!" right to
me. I'd shout and they'd shout and then all a sudden ...
it's dead quiet. I mean they're lookin and waitin and all
ready to holler. And there's me up there ... think in !
Plain forgot I was preachin.
JENNIE MAE. No-
SHOWERS. Yeah! Plum forgot where I was. Sometimes
two or three minutes at once. I tell you, Miss Layman, I
think too much.
JENNIE MAE. Think too much?
SHOWERS. I am all the time thinkin! And thinkin and
preachin don't mix too well, Ma'am.
JENNIE MAE. Well I never read too much Bible, but
you surely can fire it up, Mr. Showers.
SHOWERS. I'm thirty years old, I never done nothin
else! All I'm good for is talkin, Miss Layman. Runnin
on at the mouth, just jawin away ...
JENNIE MAE. I think you talk real nice.
SHOWERS. The whole time I was preachin you know
what I felt? Nothin.
JENNIE MAE. Mr. Showers-
SHOWERS. I felt nothin, you see?
JENNIE MAE. You still sound awful nice.
SHOWERS. Aw, I need to learn to shut up. (Pause.
Then quietly:) Well, damn it.
JENNIE MAE. What's a matter?
SHOWERS. I just can't shut up! I guess you're just too
nice to talk to.
JENNIE MAE. Now don't tease me.
SHOWERS. Miss Layman-
JENNIE MAE. You make me feel like an old maid
when you call me "Miss Layman."
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SHOWERS. Well you're awful formal yourself, ain't
you?
JENNIE MAE. I'm younger'n you. I'm suppose to.
SHOWERS. Here we are in this day and age-with trac-
tors and light bulbs and Singer Sewin Machines-and
you're talkin like any man older'n you's automatic a i'
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Mister right off the bat!
JENNIE MAE. Now don't be rilin me up, Mr. Showers.
Girls sixteen years old can't call men by first name.
Least not in Indiana they don't.
SHOWERS. Then let's just pretend it's Kentucky.
JENNIE MAE. Mr. Showers, I can't!
SHOWERS. We'll say that old beech tree down the
way's the door to a mine shaft, and that gulley right
there's an old coal train.
JENNIE MAE. Oh, Mr. Showers.
SHOWERS. Come on now.
JENNIE MAE. I can't.
SHOWERS. Sure you can.
JENNIE MAE. No I can't.
SHOWERS. Well, I don't see why not. (Pause. She
looks in his eyes:)
JENNIE MAE. You want me to?
SHOWERS. I want you to call me by name. (Light
sound of thunder:) Did you just feel somethin?
JENNIE MAE. Yeah. Yeah, I felt somethin ...
SHOWERS. Was that a rain drop you figure?
JENNIE MAE. What's that?
SHOWERS. Would you look at those clouds, Jennie
Mae? Right up through the break in the trees there.
JENNIE MAE. Oh, my Lord.
SHOWERS. We best find your brother fore the sky
splits wide open.
JENNIE MAE. He's on his way home.

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SHOWERS. (Calling Loudly.) Buddy-?
JENNIE MAE. He's not gonna stay in the woods if it's
stormin.
SHOWERS. Buddy-?
JENNIE MAE. C.C., come on! If he's home alone he'll
be scared half to death!

(They run off-stage as the thunder builds and the lights

change. The thunder grows louder and louder.
BUDDY enters calling frantically for his family:)

BUDDY. It's rainin! Hey, Dad, it's rainin! Ain't they

nobody here? Ain't they nobody hear him? Dad? Jennie
Mae? It's rainin outside! He can't breathe right no
more. It's rainin! (He wrapshimseljup in a blanket and
lies down, struggling for breath.-Heshould be complete-
ly covered by the blanket:) It's rainin it's rainin it's
rainin ...

(SHOWERS and JENNIE MAE run on as if coming in from

the storm:)

SHOWERS. Woooeee! Never saw such a storm! Like to

split the sky open!
JENNIE MAE. Buddy?
FERRIS. (Entering on the other side of the stage.) I tell
you, it's wild out there!
JENNIE MAE. Buddy?
FERRIS. (To SHOWERS.) Wind's blowin like crazy.
JENNIE MAE. (Sees him and goes to him.) Buddy,
look at you. You must be scared half to death. It's
alright. We're here now.
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(FERRIS crosses to the boy, concerned.)

FERRIS. Hey, Bud.

JENNIE MAE. You're fine now. We're here.
BUDDY. Mama ... ?
JENNIE MAE. You're alright.
BUDDY. Mama ... ?
JENNIE MAE. It's Jennie Mae.
SHOWERS. (Crossing to them.) Is he alright?
BUDDY. It's rainin.
FERRIS. You're fine, son.
BUDDY. It's rainin.

(The three of them are grouped around the boy.

BASIL and LUELLA enter on the other side of the
stage. As if watching the storm from their porch:)

LUELLA. Lord knows how we need this.

BASIL. It's an awful fine rain.
FERRIS. Go to sleep, son.

(NORMA and DARLENE enter. As if watching the rain

from their window:)

NORMA. (Reading from a Bible.) "And the Spirit of

God moved on the face of the waters."
DARLENE. And the Spirit of God was there in the
waters.
BASIL. You see there? The way the ground soaks in
the water.
FERRIS. Just relax now.
JENNIE MAE. Go to sleep.
NORMA. "And God said, Let the waters under the
Heavens be gathered together."
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DARLENE. And God said let the waters be together.
BASIL. The highland's all turned and the seeds're all
in.
LUELLA. It's bound to be a good season.
SHOWERS. He's asleep now?
JENNIE MAE. He's asleep.
BASIL. Yeah, the farm's lookin fine.
LUELLA. Be a real good summer.
NORMA. "And God saw it was good."
DARLENE. And God saw it was good. Aunt Norma?
NORMA. Darlene?
DARLENE. I thought we already did that one.
NORMA. That was for light.
DARLENE. God thought all of this stuff was pretty
good, huh?
NORMA. In the beginning, yeah.

(BUDDY wakes up as the women exit. He's alone on

stage, middle of the night, and realizes he's itching:)

BUDDY. Hey ... he ain't sleepin ... ain't sleepin no

more, he's itchin, hey, hey he's itchin all over. Dad? He
ain't sleepin! His foots are itchin awful! Jennie Mae?
c.c.? Get up!

(J ENNIE MAE and SHOWERS enter from opposite sides of

the stage. She might be in a night shirt. SHOWERS
might carry his shoes and have his shirt
unbuttoned:)
JENNIE MAE. Hey now, Buddy.
BUDDY. He's itchin like crazy!
SHOWERS. Calm down, now.
JENNIE MAE. Hush now. You're gonna wake Daddy.
BUDDY. He's itchin!
FERRIS. What the hell's all this bellyaching, boy?
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BUDDY. Can't you hear him? He's itchin his head off!
FERRIS. And you're makin more noise then a half-
blowed out Buick. Now settle down, will you?
BUDDY. Can't you make him all better?
FERRIS. Bud, you'll be fine if you just get some shut
eye.
BUDDY. He ain't lyin down, Dad.
FERRIS. You're gonna do like I tell you.
BUDDY. He ain't tired a bit!
FERRIS. Now don't back-talk me, boy.
BUDDY. He ain't gonna sleep. You can't make him.
FERRIS. I'm gonna give you to ten, Bud. You hear me?
BUDDY. Aw, Dad.
FERRIS. I says, One. Two.
(JENNIE MAE takes BUDDY back to his quilt and tries to
talk him into lying down. The boy hits the hay just
short of the ten count:)

FERRIS. Three. Four. J.M. Come on, Little

Five, Six. Seven. Eight's brother
awful close. Nine! Nine BUDDY. Aw, he's itchin
and a quarter. Nine and just awful.
a half! Nine and three J.M. Just lie yourself
quarters! down.
BUDDY. He ain't tired a
bit!
J .M. He's almost to
ten, Bud!

BUDDY. He's sleepin, he's sleepin!

(Slight pause.)
SHOWERS. You drive a hard bargain, Ferris.
FERRIS. Aw, I don't know, C.C. You gotta be
headstrong when you're dealin with Bud.
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(JENNIE MAE stays with her brother. The men cross
away.)

FERRIS. (Continued.) You never had you no kids.

SHOWERS. Naw.
FERRIS. Never had you a wife.
SHOWERS. Ferris, I'm all I can handle.
FERRIS. Don't you like women much?
SHOWERS. All the women I courted were in church,
Ferris. You can't sweet-talk em one night and preach at
em next.
FERRIS. Well there's plenty a time, huh? Used to be I
didn't know nothin either. I mean, when I went to marry
I didn't know a damn thing. I can tell you that now
cause I'm older, you see, but at the time I thought I was
a genius. Women or horses or cars or what have you.
I's the first one to tell you what's what. You know how
I asked her to marry? How I married the wife? I says "I
love you. I want you. Let's go." I didn't know the first
thing about women, C.C.
SHOWERS. Were you sure that you loved her?
FERRIS. Was I sure that I loved her?
SHOWERS. I mean, bein so young ...
FERRIS. I was crazy about her. Ain't a day that goes
by I don't think a that woman. Lie to bed in the mornin,
I think how she was. See the house, see the kids, you
can't help but remember. I was head over heals in
love ... (Pause.) Never came cross my mind I could
lose her, I guess. You wake up one mornin and she ain't
there no more ... but you still keep on lovin, you see?
I mean, she made me so happy. She's my darlin, my
Sara. And nothin on earth gonna change it. (Pause.)
Course now bein a husband was a piece a damn cake
compared to bein a Daddy full time. I wasn't married a
year and she give me a daughter. I was just gettin used
to a wife.
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BUDDY. Hey, Dad? Ii,

FERRIS. Then the boy came along. ,
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JENNIE MAE. He's not gonna sleep, Dad. :1

'il
BUDDY. Dad, he's still itchin. His footbones, his 11
anklers, he's itchin all over.
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SHOWERS. You know it could be those salts're the
thing the boy needs. i,1

FERRIS. We go soakin his feet, he'll be screamin for I

days.
SHOWERS. We can't leave the kid go.
FERRIS. Look, I know he needs washin, but there's no
way in hell you're gonna get him near water.
SHOWERS. Well it's worth a try ain't it?
FERRIS. You can try all day long but you're not gonna
change him!
BUDDY. Hey, Dad! He's still itchin!
FERRIS. This hollerin here's like a whisper, you see?
BUDDY. He's itchin just awful.
FERRIS. Would you quiet down, Bud?
BUDDY. Well it hurts him. (BUDDY quiets down.
FERRIS kneels beside the boy.)
FERRIS. (Softly:) Lay back down now and try to get
some shuteye. We'll talk in the mornin. Alright? (FERRIS
tussles the boy's hair. He exits.)
JENNIE MAE. Goodnight, now.
SHOWERS. Goodnight.
BUDDY. (Itching.) You guys ain't gonna sleep!
SHOWERS. Aw, Bud. What say we have us a walk and
a talk, pal? Keep your mind off your dogs a while.
BUDDY. Where you want a walk at, C.C.? (BUDDY
climbs on Showers's back. JENNIE MAE folds the
blanket.)
SHOWERS. Just outside a while.
JENNIE MAE. You two be careful out there in the
dark now.
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SHOWERS. Goodnight.

(DARLENE enters. A bit ilirty:)

DARLENE. Evenin, Pastor Showers.

SHOWERS. Evenin, Darlene.
DARLENE. I can't sleep for nothin when the moon's
shinin down.
SHOWERS. (Exiting with the boy.) It's warm weather
for sleep.
DARLENE. ( Watching him go.) Don't I know it?
JENNIE MAE. (Crossing to DARLENE.) Did you sneak
out a the house?
DARLENE. (Innocent.) I'm just lookin for trouble.
JENNIE MAE. At this time a night?
DARLENE. It's the best time I know to find trouble. I
seen the preacher man standin out here on the porch. He
couldn't be no better lookin, Jennie Mae.
JENNIE MAE. Oh, Darlene.
DARLENE. I'd be up all night long if that guy lived at
my house. Be walkin in the stars so bad I'd bump into
walls. I tell you, for a preacher he sure is good lookin.
JENNIE MAE. His eyes sure are somethin. It's like they
change colors sometimes when he sees you.
DARLENE. (Impressed.) Jesus. There's just somethin
about an older type man.
JENNIE MAE. ( Worldly.) Yeah, he's pretty mature.
DARLENE. Not like these boys around here.
JENNIE MAE. Who you courtin, Darlene?
DARLENE. Just these boys around here.
JENNIE MAE. Not Melvin Wilder?
DARLENE. (Coy.) I might be.
JENNIE MAE. Dewey Maples?
DARLENE. I could be. Why don't you come see?
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JENNIE MAE. I'm awful tired, Darlene. 11

DARLENE. Well you don't have to be so darn prissy ~I

about it. ,
I
JENNIE MAE. (Exiting back into the house.) I been
up half the night.

(MELVIN and DEWEY enter. DARLENE turns and imitates

her friend's words to them in Scarlet O'Hara style:)

DARLENE. "I been up half the night." She just got eyes
for the preacher.
DEWEY. Jennie Mae likes the preacher?
DARLENE. Listen, Dewey, she doesn't just like
him - she likes him. But don't tell her 1 told you, okay?
MELVIN, What, do you think Dewey here can't keep a
secret, Darlene? You think Dewey's gonna go blabbin
all over?
DEWEY. I won't tell her, Darlene.
MELVIN. (Hands him aflask.) Have a drink, Dew.
DEWEY. Alright.
DARLENE. Ain't you guys never heard a the Dry-Laws?
MELVIN. Darlene, you're talkin to a veteran a the Ar-
my a the U.S. of A. and I'm tellin you the Dry-Laws
mean next to nothin. 1 mean a drink's just a drink, huh?
Give her the hootch, Dew.
DARLENE. I'm not touchin that hootch.
MELVIN. (Challenging.) What're you scared of a
drink?
DARLENE. (Takes the bottle.) I ain't scared a nothin.

(MELVIN pulls DEWEY aside as she drinks.)

MELVIN. Now, you see how that is, Dew? Girls're

tricky business. Real tricky business. But you gotta let
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em know how you stand, see? Now you want a take this
girl danein. You want to take Darlene to the dance.
DEWEY. I'm not sayin I love her or nothin.
MELVIN. But you gotta let her know what you're
thinkin.
DARLENE. Hey, Melvin?
MELVIN. We're tryin to talk man to man. You under-
stand?
DARLENE. What're you talkin about Melvin?
MELVIN. We're talkin on how nice you're lookin,
Darlene. My pal Dewey, he can't hardly stand it. Now
you see how that is, Dew?
DARLENE. Yau really think I look nice, Dewey?
MELVIN. Tell her how it is, pal. Tell her you mean
,business.

(DBWEY'-eros:sesto DARLENE, 'very shy:)

.DRWEY.;·Hey;, Darlene.
DARLENE. Hey, Dewey.
DEWEY. I don't love you or nothin.
MELVIN. Dewey, what're you sayin?! That's not what
he's meaning, Darlene.
DARLENE. (A little upset.) Well what are you meanin?
DEWEY. I guess I'm kind a wonderin what you might
think about danein.
DARLENE. (Warming.) I like dancin just fine.
DEWEY. Me too. I don't know how or nothin but I
sure like to watch.
MELVIN. This guy puts the dance floor to shame.
DARLENE. Maybe you could teach me a step or two,
Dewey.
MELVIN. (Referring to DEWEY.) Hell of a dancer.
DEWEY. Well, my feet're kind a sore. I got planters
warts, see?
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MELVIN. Now, Dewey that ain't the way to her heart.
DEWEY. (Exiting.) I can't dance if my feet hurt.

(BASIL enters with the bike. FERRIS has the pump.)

BASIL. My damn dogs're dyin.

MELVIN. (To DARLENE as they exit.) His feet will be
fine fore you know it.
BASIL. I bought the damn bike to ride for a change
and I end up walkin all over.
FERRIS. Now settle down, Basil.
BASIL. I'm not settlin for nothin! Every time I go to
ride the.thing, Ferris, the tire goes flat fore you know it.
FEltRIS. Now, Basil; ...
BASIL, Damn bike.'
FERRIS. Yotrre gonna upset yOUl. system.
BASIL. I've doctored half tbe COWS and kids in the
county here, Ferris.l.ou.ght to ,know·my own syst~m and
my system's piss mad at this tire! ,
FERRIS. Well, we'll pump her up some and see how i
she does.
BASIL. Just look at that, will you? A man works his
tail off to pay for a thing and just look at it!
FERRIS. Well, the rubber's still good. !

BASIL. I tell you, Ferris, I've had it up to here with

these Schwinns.
FERRIS. Spokes're alright.
BASIL. Spokes're okay, huh? Well, if it ain't the
spokes, it's the rim.
FERRIS. Naw, the rim's lookin fine. If she's not holdin
air, it's the tube or your valve.
BASIL. Tubes're pretty costly?
FERRIS. Yeah, but patches're cheap. She needs any
work I'll get C.C. right on her.
BASIL. Good worker, is he?
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FERRIS. Well, he's new yet, you know.
BASIL. Kind a wet behind the ears, yeah.
FERRIS. And there's two strikes against him, bein born
in Kentucky.
BASIL. I'd a thought he's a Hoosier!
FERRIS. Naw.
BASIL. Acts like a Hoosier.
FERRIS. Well, I wasn't too sure when he got here.
Hell, I'd hand him a wrench and he'd call it a pliars.
Plus, you know he's good lookin.
BASIL. (Not too happy about the fact.) Yeah, that's
what the wife tells me.
FERRIS. And if there's one thing I've learned in life,
Basil, it's that good looking guys make damn awful
workers. Back when Bud was just born and the wife was
still with us I hired a good lookin kid for a while. Go to
put on a headlight, he'd comb his hair in the chrome!
Wouldn't get dirty or crawl up under a car.
BASIL. Yeah, those good lookin guys.
FERRIS. They just ain't for shit.
BASIL. Nope.
FERRIS. Course, now C.C. ain't like that. You give
him a grease gun you'd think he's in Heaven.
BASIL. I thought those preacher types loved to keep
clean.
FERRIS. Well, he does want a wash down the boy.
BASIL. Yeah, they're all the time a dippin, all the time
dunkin. Preacher's like a duck around water.
FERRIS. Well he's got another think comin he thinks
Bud'll sit still.
BASIL. Who knows? He might do it Ferris. Wouldn't
hurt nothin, would it? The boy needs a washin. Will be
a hell of a job though.
FERRIS. I know.
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BASIL. But if this preacher guy's foursquare you're
lucky to have him. What with all the men out a work,
you'd think there'd be more half decent help than there
is. Not that Dewey and Melvin don't work hard you
know.
FERRIS. But they're lazy.
BASIL. They're young yet.
FERRIS. I know.
BASIL. Since the bank's took my tractor I ain't got
much choice, Ferris. I need hired help just to keep above
water.
FERRIS. Aw, now, Basil, you're fulla shit.
BASIL. Well, I like wOrkin with workers,
FERRIS. (Handing him the,tiT;e,pump.) Then w,ork me
this tire, why don't you? . .
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(BASIL pumps the front tires· while. FERRIS ,tightens

the spokes on the back one. )

BASIL. I never could run that tractor for nothin you

know. The damn thing had too many knobs on it. Too
many levers.
FERRIS. You shoulda pulled one and started her up.
BASIL. Naw, tractor's too noisy. Sides, it left big old
ruts in my fields.
FERRIS. Never got to your fields.
BASIL. Never got any gas in it. Only bought her cause
the wife liked the color.
FERRIS. Least it never got dirty.
BASIL. Nope. The bank took her back. You ask me,
they cause all the trouble.
FERRIS. Never had use for a bank.
BASIL. No, the tractors, I mean. Banks can't hurt
nothin - they're folded.
FERRIS. Now what's wrong with tractors?
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BASIL. Well for starters I hate em. You see, to build
the damn things they go rippin the ground up. It's
worse'n coal, they go diggin for ore. And to rip out that
ore they build more machines-till there's more metal
diggin the ground up than men. Then the next thing you
know those machines get like rabbits and start makin
babies. Little lawn mower machines and hole diggin
jobbers. Trench makers .
FERRIS. Well diggers .
BASIL. Cow milkers . . .
FERRIS. Gets kinda crazy.
BASIL. It gets so a man touches nothin but metal. And
metal just don't feel so good to my hands ... leastways
not the way that the earth does.
FERRIS. (Softly.) Times ain't what they used to.
BASIL. Well it makes me mad that there's men out of
work and they keep right on buildin machines. A man
don't work, he can't hold up his head -look his kids in
the eye. You take a man's work and you take half the
man.
FERRIS. Listen Basil, things're bound to come around,
huh?
BASIL. (Not believing it.) Yeah.
FERRIS. I'm sayin you gotta want things better or they
only get worse, huh?
BASIL. Yeah, Ferris. Yeah, maybe good times're com-
in. You know they got some fancy kind a manure
spreader now. It's in all a them Farm Bureau News
things. Biggest damn machine you could dream of. You
pull it around, see- and it shits on your fields. (Pause.)
FERRIS. Basil, hand me that valve cap, why don't you?
BASIL. The what?
FERRIS. I need the little cap here that fits to your
valve. The stems's kind a worn, but if you keep the cap
on her you might keep some air in it, Basil.
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BASIL. That little cap thing's a part a the tire?
FERRIS. A course it's a part a the tire.
BASIL. Well, I didn't know. I thought it was just there
for looks.
FERRIS. Took it off, huh?
BASIL. Can't stand a thing just for looks.
FERRIS. Did you toss it?
BASIL. No, I didn't toss it. I never toss a damn thing. I
set it to the shelf in my barn.
FERRIS. Well, take it off a the shelf, put it back on the
Schwinn and you'll stop losin air all the time.
BASIL. It ain't just for looks, huh?
FERRIS. Basil, if it's on a Schwinn it's there for a
reason.
BASIL. Yeah. Schwinn's a good bike.
FERRIS. Don't make em much better. (BASIL starts to
get on the bike.) But I wouldn't ride the thing, Basil, till
you get the cap on her.
BASIL. Well the sun's full up now. It's a good mornin
for walkin.
FERRIS. (Looking at the sky.) Looks to be a real nice
day.
BASIL. The whole lay a the land looks nice in the
mornin.
FERRIS. Yeah.
BASIL. Yep.
FERRIS. Well you stay on those dogs now and walk
'em.
BASIL. Will do.

(BUDDY and SHOWERS enter as BASIL walks the bike

offstage and FERRIS exits up to the garage.)

BUDDY. Your foots itchin awful?

SHOWERS. No, they kind a smell bad though.
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BUDDY. Itchin like crazy, C.C.
SHOWERS. Life's awful tough, ain't it.

(NORMA enters with a colorful jar of jellybeans.)

BUDDY. He'll feel better he gets him some jelly beans.

NORMA. Sorry. These beans ain't for sale. You can
shop around the Dry Goods all you like, honey, but this
candy's stayin right here.
BUDDY. Well he's sick you know, Norma.
NORMA. (Concerned.) Oh, what's the matter with
you, honey?
BUDDY. (Sticking his feet up.) Itchin like nuts. How
bout you?
NORMA. Oh, Bud.
SHOWERS. We're hopin you might have some healin
salts, ma'am.
NORMA. Best salts in the county. Little fever, little ep-
som might help you some. A bad rash is a tough thing to
shake.
BUDDY. How bout you just give him them jellybeans?
NORMA. Buddy, those beans ain't for sale. This jar a
candy means business.
BUDDY. (Impressed.) Them're business beans, Nor-
ma?
NORMA. The fella that guesses how many're in here
gets to take the whole jar home scott free.
SHOWERS. Lucky fella.
NORMA. You wouldn't care to take a guess for
yourself? Would you, Mr?
BUDDY. (Grabs the jar.) Yeah. Come on, C.c.
SHOWERS. Let me confer with my friend here a mo-
ment.
NORMA. It ain't so easy like it looks, I'll tell you that
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much right off. I did her once before, but with. peanuts.
My niece Darlene, she says, "Oh, Aunt Norma that's sil-
ly," she says, "I could guess how many in a minute." But
I'll tell you those goobers sat here on the counter for a
whole solid year.
SHOWERS. I hear you.
NORMA. You bout ready?
SHOWERS. I think we are, Ma'am.
NORMA. It's a whole lot more that she looks. I had
those goobers just sit here all year.

(SHOWERS and BUDDY guess with no consultation

between them. SHOWERS just makes a random
estimate and BUDDY throws out the highest number
he knows.)

SHOWERS. Well, we'd say there's about ... seven hun-

dred and ...
BUDDY. Two.

(Pause. NORMA looks like she's just seen a ghost.

very quiet:)

NORMA. Come again?

SHOWERS. (Slight pause. Then quietly:) Seven hun-
dred and two, Ma'am ...

(Pause. Then with full conviction of the miracle in

her presense. )

NORMA. Why, you're that new preacher fella, ain't

you?
BUDDY. Want some candy, C.C.?
NORMA. I been wantin to meet you the whole summer,
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Pastor! Lord am I glad that you're here. You should a
dropped by the Dry Goods and saw me before. There's
all kinds a work to be done. There are back slidin sin-
ners all over this town.
SHOWERS. Ma'am, I just work down the garage.
NORMA. I can see how the Lord's workin through you.
BUDDY. Ain't you hungry, C.C.?
NORMA. You're gonna heal the boy, ain't you? Gonna
stop his affliction? (Covering BUDDY'S ears.) Lord
knows it ain't gonna be easy.
BUDDY. What?
NORMA. Lord know he could use it.
BUDDY. (Shaking his head.) Hey, he can't hear.
SHOWERS. Ma'am, you're just a little mixed up here.
NORMA. I know just what you're doin. You're healin
the boy.
SHOWERS. (Taking charge.) Here's a dime Jor the
salts, Ma'am, you keep the candy. I got work to do now,
so we'll see you.
NORMA. But, Pastor, ...
SHOWERS. Come on, Bud.
NORMA. (Calling after them as they exit.) If you need
any help, Pastor, just turn to me. I been prayin for this
for years and years now. I've said all along this is what
the boy needs.

(GOLDIE and LUELLA enter as if walking down the

street or leaving the cafe or something.)

NORMA. (Continued.) The beans - these beans're a

sign.
LUELLA. Tastes like plain old candy to me, Norma.
NORMA. Those beans're a sign if ever there was one.
That man's got the spirit clean through him.
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GOLDIE. But he told me right to my face that he gave
up on preachin.
NORMA. You can't toss off the spirit like you toss off a
coat. When the Lord sends a sign he means business. It's
a blessin, you see. It's a gift the man has;
LUELLA. Now, Norma ...
NORMA. Don't you "Now, Norma" me. I never seen
nothin like it.
GOLDIE. You best rest yourself some.
NORMA. I'm tellin you, Goldie, that man is amazin.
He'll bring the whole town to the Lord.

(BUDDY and SHOWERS enter as the women walk NORMA

offstage. The moon rises du~ingthe ~cene.)

BUDDY. How come \1e can't find him no angels, C.C.?

SHOWERS. You been lookinforangels? ...
BUDDY. Beenlobkin all Qverand he, can't find em
nowheres. You think maybe they's hidin, C.C.?
SHOWERS. Well there's lots of things around you can't
lay your eyes on. Now you see the moon risin, don't
you?
BUDDY. Yeah.
SHOWERS. Well where do you figure the moon goes in
the daytime?
BUDDY. Well he don't recollect it C.C.
SHOWERS. Just because y.ou can't see it doesn't mean
it's not there. There's all kinds a things you can't see.
BUDDY. You know who lives up there, don't you? The
moon man.
SHOWERS. Does he now?

(JENNIE MAE enters with a tub of hot water.)

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JENNIE MAE. Sure, he' up there eatin green cheese.
SHOWERS. (Smiles.) Kind a hungry now, is he?
BUDDY. Yeah. What do you got in that soup?
JENNIE MAE. Well, it's mainly just salts.
BUDDY. Can he taste it?
JENNIE MAE. I wouldn't taste the stuff, Bud.
SHOWERS. But you're sure more than welcome to
touch it.
BUDDY. (Sensing something is not right.) You gonna
make him?
SHOWERS. No.
BUDDY. He don't wanna touch nothin.
SHOWERS. Well, I'll tell you, my friend, I never seen
nothin like it. What we're onto right here is amazin.
BUDDY. Don't make him get wet.
SHOWERS. This ain't just your run a the mill here, my
friend.
BUDDY. He ain't gonna go in no water!
JENNIE MAE. Now Buddy ...
SHOWERS. (Overlapping.) This stuff ain't just water.
BUDDY. He can't breathe if you wash him, C.C.!
JENNIE MAE. Just relax ...
BUDDY. Gonna scream! He's gonna holler!
SHOWERS. (Forceful.) Now calm down a little! Just
look at this for a second!
BUDDY. He don't need him no bath!
SHOWERS. (More forceful. ) Now water's usually cold,
ain't it, Bud?
BUDDY. He can't breathe in a water!
SHOWERS. Don't go away! I asked you a question!
Now answer me, Buddy! I said, ain't water cold? Buddy,
ain't water freezin? I always thought that water was
cold.
BUDDY. (Reluctant, keeping his distance.) Yeah ...
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SHOWERS. Well, I know for a fact that this sure ain't
near cold. It ain't cold cause it's warm! This ain't just
plain water.
JENNIE MAE. Just look at it, Bud.
SHOWERS. I tell you, my friend, I am absolutely as-
tounded by what's in this bucket.
BUDDY. (Still keeping his distance.) What is it!
SHOWERS. What we're onto right here is called ...
itch-juice.
BUDDY . Itch-juice?
SHOWERS. In a manner of speakin.
BUDDY. (Moving closer.) What's it do to him, c.c.?
SHOWERS. Well, the wonderful thing about itch-juice,
my friend, is it takes the itchin right out a your feet.
BUDDY. Will it hurt him; Jennie Mae?
JENNIE MAE: Folks say it makes you feel better.
SHOWERS. Sure does. I knew a fella way back in
Hazard, in fact-had him a horrible case a the rash.
Scratchin and itchin, like to drive himselfcrazy.TiII the
day he stumbled onto this itch-juice.
BUDDY. It ain't gonna hurt him?
SHOWERS. Bud, there's nothin on earth gonna hurt
you.
BUDDY. (Moving closer, looking in the bucket.) Kin-
da gives him the willies all over, Jennie Mae. Got the
willies somethin awful, C.C.
SHOWERS. Now, Bud ...
JENNIE MAE. I'd say Mr. Showers knows just what
he's doing.
BUDDY. He ain't feelin so sure he can breathe right no
more. (BUDDY is directly above the bucket. He pulls in-
to himself, very scared. Starting to .move away.) He
ain't gonna touch it!
SHOWERS. (Taking charge.) Now hold the boat, Bud!
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What say you and me make a deal here, pal.
BUDDY. (Scared to give his word.) Word a honor
C.C.?

(SHOWERS licks his palm and holds it out. The boy

hesitates, decides, they bring their hands together.
BUDDY grabs onto SHOWERS' hand very tightly-
possibly using both hands. As if the preacher can
keep him from harm:)

SHOWERS. Now. There's nothin like singin to put a

good man at ease. Lets you forget about anything might
be at you, you see, and it settles your insides right down.

(JENNIE MAE is rolling the boy's pants legs up.)

BUDDY. You want him to sing,C.C.?

SHOWERS. And by the time you finish we'll have this
itchin right out a your feet.
JENNIE MAE. Just relax now ...

(BUDDY lets go of SHOWERS' hand and leans back,

looking straight up at the sky so as not to see the
bucket. When he begins to sing his vouce is full of
nervous energy. He's as tense and anxious as a child
can be, knowing that something is sure to cause him
great pain. They begin to wash his feet during the
second line of the song. As the water touches him,
everything in his voice and body suddenly tense
and take on all the fear and terror of the water, as
if in great pain. JENNIE MAE washes one foot and
SHOWERS the other:)

BUDDY.
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"You are his sunshine, his only sunshine,
You make him happy when skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear, how much he loves you
Please don't take his sunshine away ..."

(SHOWERS immediately leads the boy into the second

verse and JENNIE MAE joins in after a moment.
They sing softly gently, with reassurance. BUDDY'S
voice is most prominent still as if in great pain.)

FOOT-WASHERS.
"The other night dear, as he was sleepin,
He dreamt he held you in his arms.
But when he woke, dear, he was mistaken,
So he hung his head and cried . . ."
(As they sing the final verse the boy's voice relaxes just a
bit. Growing softer. The lights are changing, form-
ing a circle around them and framing them-its
center is the boy's face.)

FOOT-WASHERS.
"You are his sunshine, his only sunshine,
You make him happy when skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear, how much he loves you.
Please don't take his sunshine away ..."

(The lights are fading, the singing has grown gentle.

The last sound we hear, and we should hear several
moments of it before the lights go to black, is the
unamplified sound of water washing again and
again over the boy's feet.)

END OF ACT ONE

 ACT TWO: THE SKY AND THE WATER

(Morning. Faint sounds of birds. As the light

rises we see BUDDY creeping onto the stage, bent
low with one hand held out as he tries to befriend a
small bird:)

BUDDY. Ain't you so pretty, huh? Ain't you so pretty.

You're the color a the sky. Yes, you are. You want a be
up there, now, don't you? In the sun and the wind.
Well, hold still, now. Hold still. He ain't gonna hurt
you. (SHOWERS enters as the boy catches the bird.)
You're too little to fly. Shhh, you're alright.
SHOWERS. Is he hurt?
BUDDY. Look at him, C.c. He's little.
SHOWERS. It's an awful pretty bird.
BUDDY. See his feathers?
SHOWERS. Those're blue.
BUDDY. Blue?
SHOWERS. Blue like your eyes.
BUDDY. His eyes is blue?
SHOWERS. Like the bird, like the sky - that's all blue.
BUDDY. Boy. You want a lift him, c.c.? Put him
back to his Mama? (BUDDY climbs on SHOWERS'
shoulders and they move downstage to the edge of the
stage. )
SHOWERS. Careful, now, pal. You alright?
BUDDY. Yeah. How bout you?
SHOWERS. Oh, you're awful heavy! Now watch
yourself up there. You got him?
BUDDY. (As he places the bird in the tree.) What col-
or's that?
SHOWERS. That's green.

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BUDDY. Green? Trees is green. Weeds is green. Grass
is green. And birds're blue.
SHOWERS. (Letting the boy down.) You're awful
smart first thing in the mornin.

(BUDDIE lies on the stage floor looking up at the

trees. )

BUDDY. Like to live up there with him. His arms turn

to wings and his wings turn to feathers.
SHOWERS. How'd you get down?
BUDDY. He'd just fly down, C.C.
SHOWERS. Well, if you're gonna be barnstormin you'd
best get your wings out.
BUDDY. Like a bird?

(SHOWERS holds onto the boy~sarms, slowly lifiing

his upper body until the boy stands onhistoes with
his arms extended. )
,
SHOWERS. Like a bird. II
'I
BUDDY. Is he flyin? I
SHOWERS. Shut your eyes, now. 'I
BUDDY. Is he flyin?
SHOWERS. If you're willin to fly, pal, I'm willin to :1

witness.
BUDDY. Lift him higher. I
SHOWERS. Higher?
BUDDY. Lift him way up the sky! Clear up the sky! II
,I
SHOWERS. Higher? ,I
BUDDY. Higher! (BUDDY runs to a high platform.)
SHOWERS. (As if calling a great distance.) How's the J
I'
I,
air up there?
BUDDY. Blue!
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Where's Buddy Layman?
SHOWERS.
BUDDY. He's flyin!
SHOWERS. Flyin!
BUDDY. Flyin clear up the sky! Way up the sky!
SHOWERS. Have you seen Mr. Lindbergh? Any word
from Mr. Lindbergh?
BUDDY. Mr. Who?
SHOWERS. Mr. Lindbergh!
BUDDY. Ain't nobody flyin but birds.
SHOWERS. Any sign a Buddy Layman?
BUDDY. Who's Buddy Layman!
SHOWERS. He's a good boy.
BUDDY. (Pleased.) He is?
SHOWERS. He's a smart boy. I know him.
BUDDY. Have you seen Mr. C.C.?
SHOWERS. Mr. Who?
BUDDY. Mr. C.C.?
SHOWERS. Who's Mr. C.C.?
BUDDY. He's a bird!

(SHOWERS has spread his arms and moved up behind the

boy. The distance games with their voices stop.)

SHOWERS. A bird brain, you mean.

BUDDY. Hey, C.C.? You flyin?
SHOWERS. Keep your eyes closed.
BUDDY. (A mazed.) You're flyin.
SHOWERS. Want a go higher?
BUDDY. He wants to go where you go, C.C.
SHOWERS. I'm stayin right here with you.
BUDDY. You like it here?
SHOWERS. I like it just fine.
BUDDY. (Softly.) You like the wind?
SHOWERS. Feels nice ...
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BUDDY. Feels soft ...
SHOWERS. That's a ilice sort a feelin.
BUDDY. His Mama's soft like the wind. Her voice's
soft when he's sleepin.
SHOWERS. That's a dream, my friend.
BUDDY. (Concerned.) Is angels a dream?
SHOWERS. Buddy.
BUDDY. How come he can't find her?
SHOWERS. Your Mama's been gone a long time now.
BUDDY. He wants her so bad.
SHOWERS. I know.
BUDDY. If his arms turn to wings and his wings turn to
feathers he could find her in the sky, maybe, C.C. (The
boy moves away from SHOWERS.) If he's flyin he could
be with his Mama.
SHOWERS. Buddy, listen to me ...
BUDDY. (Overlapping.) They could fly in the sky, in
the wind, in the sun! He could be with his Mama! They
could fly and they fly and they fly!
SHOWERS. (Overlapping from the next to last "fly".)
Your Mama's not here anymore!
BUDDY. He has to find her!
SHOWERS. (Forceful.) No! You have to remember!
She's left you a father and a sister and there's friends
here for Buddy! And they want him and need him and
love him! And he isn't a bird - he's a boy! You're a boy.
You're a son. You're a brother. And you're a friend.
BUDDY. (Moved.) And you like him?
SHOWERS. I like him a lot.
BUDDY. That's somethin, huh?
SHOWERS. You know it is.
BUDDY. Hey C.C.? You know what? i
SHOWERS. What? i
BUDDY. (Shakes his hand.) You're a good guy.
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SHOWERS. I am, huh? Well you too!
BUDDY. Buddy is?
SHOWERS. Sure you are.
BUDDY. You know what else he is, C.C.? He's itchin.
SHOWERS. Still itchin?
BUDDY. Right there, c.c. Itchin right there.
SHOWERS. Well, the skin looks a little red yet.
BUDDY. He don't want no more itch-juice.
SHOWERS. You'll never get better if you keep
scratchin, Bud.
BUDDY. Well it itches!
SHOWERS. I know - but anytime your legs start to get
at you, you say "I'm gonna save this scratch for another
time." (SHOWERS starts to cross away.)
BUDDY. Hey, C.C.? When's it gonna be another
time?
SHOWERS. After you're better.
BUDDY. Is he better now?
SHOWERS. Nope.
BUDDY. Not yet?
SHOWERS. Not quite.

(MELVIN and DEWEY come on left. DEWEY is dancing.

BUDDY and SHOWERS leave right.)

MELVIN. You're lookin better.

BUDDY. After while?
SHOWERS. After a while.
DEWEY. After the right foot then the left foot. It's a
long step and then a short step. Long step and a short
step ...
MELVIN. Now you're not lookin bad, Dew. But you
can't be tippy toe dancin with a girl like Darlene. A girl
likes a man to be leadin.
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DEWEY. So maybe I want a spin her around, huh? A
little razzamatazz?
MELVIN. Dewey, you go tippy toein around her and
you're nowhere, you see? Dancin's a damn serious
business.
DEWEY. Well, I don't want a be fancy-dancin and get
her in trouble.
MELVIN. Now Dewey.
DEWEY. You know what I mean.
MELVIN. Have you been hangin around to the Dry
Goods again, Dew? Hey, Dewey.
DEWEY. Yeah, I guess.
MELVIN. What's Norma Henshaw been tellin you?
DEWEY. Nothin much.
MELVIN. Oh, come on, Dew. Dewey?
DEWEY. (Sudden.) Says dancin's a sin.
MELVIN. What!
DEWEY. She says it's a sin.
MELVIN. Naw.
DEWEY. Darlene's Aunt says it's right in the Bible. i
Plain as the day is long! Dancin is sin. S-I-N, sin! !I
MELVIN. Dancin's just dancin, Dew! It's got nothin to
i[
do with the Bible!
DEWEY. I'm on a one way road to you know where, ,,
Melvin.
MELVIN. If you want to know about the Bible then go
out the garage and have a talk with the Preacher! But
you want a know about dancin or drinkin or girls-you
stick right here and ask me.
DEWEY. Yeah?
MELVIN. Dew, you name it, I know it. There ain't
much I ain't seen.
DEWEY. Well, I'll be.
MELVIN. Listen, Dew. I been around. Here now, you
68 THE DIVINERS
be you, and I'll be Darlene. Put your arm around me.
Hey. Would you knock it off, Dewey? I'm tryin to teach
you.
DEWEY. Sorry.
MELVIN. Alright. Now the first rule a dancin is girls're
flesh and blood.
DEWEY. I got that much down pretty good.
MELVIN. So you want to keep her close to you. And
you don't want a be steppin on her feet, Dew.
DEWEY. Sorry.
MELVIN. Alright. (They dance across the stage.
MELVIN calls out the steps like a drill sergeant in a
military cadance. Neither of them notice when BASIL
enters with a pitch fork.)
MELVIN. Left! Right! Left! Right! Left! Right! Left!
Right!
BASIL. (Overlapping with the last "left!") I'm not gon-
na say you boys're dawdlin around, or goof-offs or do-
nothins. And I'm not gOima tell you that you're tryin to
cheat me out a the seventy some cents a day that I'm
good enough to pay you. I'm just gonna point to that
mound a hay over there that somebody, some poor old
farmer, spent half his day stackin. And ifthat hay ain't
loaded to the flatbed and hauled to the barn inside an
hour - I am more than like to go out and buy me a damn
tractor! (BASIL hands MELVIN the pitchfork and stomps
off.)
MELVIN. You know if Basil ever fires us, Dewey,
we're gonna have to go find us a job.
DEWEY. I can't hardly breathe without gettin in trou-
ble. I can't romance or dance and now I can't even work
right.

(DARLENE, JENNIE MAE, and BUDDY enter. The boy and

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his sister each have a spoon. They dig for "worms"
and put them in a tin can.)

DARLENE. Don't let 'em near me.

MELVIN. (As he and DEWEY exit.) Don't let it get to
you, Dew.
JENNIE MAE. Don't be so prissy, Darlene.
DEWEY. (Exiting.) I don't mean to be gettin in trou-
ble.
DARLENE. I'm not about to let em touch me.
BUDDY. How come?
DARLENE. Cause I don't like worms. That's how
come.
JENNIE MAE. Just put em in the can, Buddy.
BUDDY. He is.
DARLENE. It was me, I'd make that preacher dig em
himself.
JENNIE MAE. I don't mind.
DARLENE. Who ever heard of a man askin you out
and then makin you do all the work?
JENNIE MAE. Mr. Showers isn't askin me nowhere,
Darlene. He just said it might be nice to go fishin.
DARLENE. Same thing, Jennie Mae.
BUDDY. (Dangling a "worm".) Hey, Darlene.
DARLENE. Jennie Mae!
JENNIE MAE. Buddy!
BUDDY. Just put em in a can.
JENNIE MAE. Just keep diggin and mind your own
business.
DARLENE. It wouldn't bother me so much, see? But
they used to be able to walk.
JENNIE MAE. Worms?
DARLENE, Sure. Worms and snakes both. They could
talk too. -

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JENNIE MAE. Oh come on.
DARLENE. It's true, Jennie Mae. Don't you guys read
the Bible?
BUDDY. Nope, How bout you?
DARLENE. (Not too happy about the fact.) Yeah, I
gotta learn the whole thing. Like, say I'm sittin at the
table and I want seconds on dessert, Aunt Norma says,
"Give me a verse first, Darlene." If I didn't know the Bi-
ble I'd starve to death, see?
JENNIE MAE. Your Aunt's awful strict.
DARLENE. But I been learnin who Adam and Eve are.
You heard a them, ain't you?
BUDDY. Nope.
JENNIE MAE. The first people.
DARLENE. And they're livin in this great big old
garden in Europe. And the thing about Eve is she's
walkin around pickin berries and junk with no clothes
on.
JENNIE MAE. She was naked?
DARLENE. Listen, Jennie Mae, they were like doin it
all the time.
JENNIE MAE. They were doin it?
DARLENE. All the time, Jennie Mae.
BUDDY. What're they doin?
JENNIE MAE. Nothin.
BUDDY. Nothin?
DARLENE. All the time, Jennie Mae. That kind a stuff
happens in Europe. But like I'm sayin, this snake comes
strollin up, see? And he tells her how she's sittin there
jaybird stark naked.
BUDDY. She's neked?
JENNIE MAE. Oh, that's crazy, Darlene.
DARLENE. Oh, there's lots crazier stuff'n that in the
Bible. Like there's people turnin to stone. One minute
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they're sittin there just shootin the breeze- and the next
thing you know they're all rocks! Lots a wierd stuff.
BUDDY. How come they's rocks?
DARLENE. Cause they ask too many dumb questions.
JENNIE MAE. (Watching out for her brother.)
Darlene.
DARLENE. So anyway, this business a bein naked real-
ly sets God off at the snake, see? Cause with Eve bein so
dumb she didn't get in any trouble, but now it's like a
whole nother ball game. And God wasn't just mad at
this one snake either-he was mad at all a the snakes
and all a the worms in the world. So he tells em "From iI
now on you guys're gonna crawl around in the dirt!" ,1

God says, "From now on nobody likes you." 11

11
JENNIE MAE. God really said that? 'i
DARLENE. Right in the Bible. Later on he gets really I
mad and floods the whole world out. I
11

JENNIE MAE. You mean he kills em? ]1

"

BUDDY. With water? :1

DARLENE. Floods em right under. "

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BUDDY. Under water? il
DARLENE. He makes it keep rainin, see? I
BUDDY. God makes it rain? He can't breathe in a
I,'I
"

water ...
JENNIE MAE. It's only a story.
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DARLENE. It's in the Bible-it's true. ,

BUDDY. How come God's mad? He ain't done nothin

wrong. (BUDDY runs cross stage as FERRIS and SHOWERS
come out of the garage.)
JENNIE MAE. It's only a story, Buddy! Wait!
BUDDY. It's gonna rain, C.C.! Gonna rain and it ain't
gonna quit; Dad!
FERRIS.' Now, .slow down-
SHOWERS. Whats a matter?
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JENNIE MAE. (Exiting.) Why'd you scare him so
bad?
DARLENE. (Following her off.) I didn't mean to.
BUDDY. Ain't-nobody gonna be breathin no more!
FERRIS. Now, Bud-
BUDDY. Gonna rain and it ain't gonna quit! God's
makin it rain! Can't you hear him?
SHOWERS. You're alright.
BUDDY. Come on! We gotta hide!
FERRIS. Calm down ...
BUDDY. We gotta hide!
FERRIS. (Taking charge, forceful:) I said calm down a
minute and hold your horses, Bud! (Slight pause. Then
gently.) Now catch your breath, son.
SHOWERS. Nothin's gonna hurt you.
BUDDY. God is!
FERRIS. If God ain't struck down the likes a Herbert
Hoover by now, I'd imagine that you're in the clear,
Bud.
BUDDY. He is?
FERRIS. (Exiting.) I wouldn't worry yourself any.

(BUDDY is crouched low to the ground rocking back and

forth. SHOWERS kneels beside him. There is a quiet
moment between them as NORMA enters with her jar
of jellybeans. From her perspective it looks like
they are praying.)

SHOWERS. You alright?

BUDDY. He thinks so.
SHOWERS. Just breathe real easy. There you go.
That's a boy.
NORMA. (To herself.) Sweet Jesus in Heaven.
SHOWERS. You need to calm down a little.
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NORMA. (Making herself known.) I knew you could
do it! I told the whole town so.
SHOWERS. Beg pardon?
NORMA. I knew that you'd bring that boy to the Lord.
I told the Browns and the Bennetts, the Jones and the
Seemores-they all know the Lord's workin through
you.
SHOWERS. Miz Henshaw ...
NORMA. Folks come in for miles-dust to look at this
jar! We could set to revivin in no time at'all. Run a real
good service.
SHOWERS. Now hold the boat, Ma'am.
NORMA. (Charging on.) There'll be singin and savin.
SHOWERS. Would you listen a second?
NORMA. (Still charging.) Readin, revivin. You could
witness all over the county!
SHOWERS. There's nothin to witness!
NORMA. (Setting the candy down.) You don't need to
be humble. You can quit at the garage here and take up
your Bible-you can do what the Lord wants full time.
(Singing as she exits.) "What a fellowship, what a joy
divine. Leaning on the everlasting arms ..."
SHOWERS. I like what I'm doin! I don't want a preach!
(SHOWERS calls after her. She should continue to sing
once off-stage as if moving farther down the way.) I
spent my whole life tryin to do what the Lord wants! I'm
doin for me now, you see?
BUDDY. Hey, C.C.?
SHOWERS. (Still calling.) Miz Henshaw!
BUDDY. Whatsa matter?
SHOWERS. God ... damn her!
BUDDY. (A little worried.) Ain't you feelin okay?
SHOWERS. (Trying to control his anger.) Just leave
me alone, Bud.
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(BUDDY takes a jellybean from the jar and holds it
up to SHOWERS.)

BUDDY. Maybe yiu'll feel better you eat somethin.

SHOWERS. (Lashing out, knocks the boy's arm away.)
I said leave me alone!
BUDDY. (As SHOWERS exits.) What's a matter, C.C.?

(NORMA and LUELLA enter with umbrellas as the boi

exits. Light sound of a very gentle summer rain.
The women set their umbrellas out to dry. GOLDIE
enters with her tray.)

NORMA. Just wait'll you hear.

BUDDY. (Upset.) Did he do somethin wrong?
LUELLA. That man is amazin.
BUDDY. (Exiting.) Hey, C.C.?
NORMA. When you hear what happened not half an
hour ago you'll say it's just like I told you all summer.
LUELLA. I'd just as soon tell her myself.
GOLDIE. Let me get you some coffee.
LUELLA. Just half a cup, Goldie. Too much'll give me
the skitters.
NORMA. After what she's just been through.
LUELLA. (Quickly.) I can tell her myself!
NORMA. She fell right off her bike in the road!
LUELLA. I was maybe half way to Zion when it started
to rain, see? So I says to myself as I'm pedalin along - I
says, "Luella, the thing to do here is use your umbrella."
But to hold the thing up and ride the bike all at once I
had to steer with just my left hand, see?
GOLDrE. No wonder you fell.
NORMA. Right down in the road.
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LUELLA. And when I go to get up, I can't move!
NORMA. She can't move ...
LUELLA. First I'd wiggle at my left side and then give a
shake at the right. Tried her backwards and forwards
and I can't budge an inch!
NORMA. Now, this is the part that's amazin ...
LUELLA. There I am on my rump in the road, and I've
just about given up hope-
NORMA. The part where she meets him.
GOLDIE. Meets who?
NORMA'-VOU know! Ii
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GOLDIE. I don't know! ,I
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LUELLA. I look up through the rain, Goldie, and who
do you think I see comin? 'I
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NORMA AND LUELLA. The new preacher!
NORMA. (Charging on.) Ain't it amazin, Goldie?
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Ain't it just like I told you? (Pause. QuietlY.') You go
on, Luella. 11
LUELLA. So he says to me, "Mrs. Bennett," he says,
"Get up off the road, you're just fine." So I says, "I'm :1

not fine - I can't budge, I fell off my blame bike." I iI

says, "if you want a help me, you go get my husband."
GOLDIE. You must a hurt somethin awful.
LUELLA. But the longer I'm talkin the more the
preacher keeps starin, till I seen he's starin right in my
eyes.
NORMA. Lookin right in her eyes, Goldie-
LUELLA. And it was the funniest sort of a feelin, I tell
you -like when he looked in my eyes he saw way down
deep inside em. Like he's lookin and seein clean through
me.
NORMA. Lookin clean through her, Goldie ...
GOLDIE. Did he "touch" you?
LUELLA. He says, "I'm gonna hold my hand out here,
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Ma'am, and I want you to take it. Just grab hold and
we'll boost you right up." And his voice is real quiet and
his eyes're real calm, and he says, "Mrs. Bennett, get
up." And I'm up ... !
GOLDIE. (Amazed.) And your back was alright?
LUELLA. I tell you, I never felt better. I might a been a
little lightheaded, but-
NORMA. Bein lightheaded's a good sign, don't you
think?
GOLDIE. You say the pain was all gone?
LUELLA. Goldie I'm as fit as a fiddle. Course now the
Schwinn's quite a mess ...
NORMA. Folks can give up farmin or minin or
schoolin or what have you, but a man can't just toss off
the spirit. Like a doctor with healin or a singer with
singin - when a man's born to preach then he'll preach. I
know he don't have a Church and he's not givin sermons
but the spirits within him, you see? Don't you remember
the Wednesday night meetins and the singins on Sun-
days - times when the whole town came together. Nearly
thirty or forty people together and all singin with one
voice on a Sunday. Without a Church here in Zion I
don't know where we're goin ... one day's the same as
the days all before ... but that's gonna change ... with
him layin on hands now and healin folks, ladies - he
knows the Lord's with him, you see? We could build us
a new Church in no time at'all. The Lord's brought him
to town for a reason.
LUELLA. Well, Norma, you surely can witness.
GOLDIE. A Church back in town'd be darn good for
business.
NORMA. Be good for us all, don't you think?
LUELLA. I think the sky's gonna clear.
NORMA. I beg pardon?
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LUELLA. I says the sky's clearin up some. The sun's
pokin through.
NORMA. Now you see there? You see? That's a good
sign if ever there was one.
LUELLA. (Exiting, to herself.) Zion looks awful nice
after a good summer rain.
GOLDIE. (Same.) It's a nice town.
NORMA. (Same.) And when you think a how long we
been with no preacher.

(SHOWERS and JENNIE MAE enter with cane poles, a

worm can, etc. A solid green light washes across the
stage; the river.)

JENNIE MAE. How long?

SHOWERS. This long at least.
JENNIE MAE. Dh, C.C.
SHOWERS. Well maybe this long. But I'll tell you that
fish was a fighter. By the time we got him to shore and
netted alright he liked to bruise up a good dozen men.
JENNIE MAE. Well little sunfish and bluegills about
all you can catch here. Fish bottom you might find a
carp. ,

SHOWERS. Sure looks awful pretty. I j

JENNIE MAE. It's a nice spot for fishin.

SHOWERS. Now look at this, will you? I just here
touch bottom. Must get to ten or twelve foot just a cou-
ple yards out there.
JENNIE MAE. It gets awful deep towards the middle.
Lot a the boys like to come here and swim.
SHOWERS. Now if boys in Indiana are halfway like the I
boys in Kentucky I wouldn't imagine they bother too
much with swim suits.
JENNIE MAE. Yeah, they're the same then.
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SHOWERS. (Smiles.) I had a feelin they might be.
When it comes to swimmin I'm lucky to float. Do a little
dog paddlin - that's about it.
JENNIE MAE. I stick to wadin, myself.
SHOWERS. Be happy just dangling my toes in the
water. Been a while, I tell you. Too long, I figure.
JENNIE MAE. I thought you fished all the time.
SHOWERS. Well, I used to when I was a kid anyway.
But when I had a church I was so full a worry. I never
found time to do nothin.
JENNIE MAE. What'd you worry about?
SHOWERS. Everything.
JENNIE MAE. Oh ....
SHOWERS. You name it, I worried over it. Like I'd see
a family loadin down and taking off for Califor-
nia-they'd say, "Pastor, we ain't got no room for the
dog." Well, I'd worry a while, then I'd take the dog.
Must had near to a dozen old hounds at once for a
while. Good dogs, though. I'd line em all up in the front
room and practice my preachin on em. Dogs kinds like
bein talked at.
JENNIE MAE. Well you talk real nice.
SHOWERS. I talk too damn much, Jennie Mae.
JENNIE MAE. It's not your fault, C.c. It's the river.
My Mama used to say people sit by the water they can't
help but be talkin. River's kind a magic like that.
SHOWERS. Your Mama was right.
JENNIE MAE. I don't think she ever liked any place so
much as the river. Be down here every other day
through the summer And come fall- well you never
been here in the fall, but when the leaves start to
changin and the air's gettin cooler .
SHOWERS. Won't be too long now .
JENNIE MAE. And as long as you're here you might as
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well stay on through winter. Everythin's nIce III the
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spring.
SHOWERS. Sounds like I might have to stay. l,I
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JENNIE MAE. Less you're missin Kentucky.
SHOWERS. Naw. I tell you what I do miss, though, is
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them dogs.
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JENNIE MAE. What'd you do with em all? ~I
SHOWERS. Well, right before I left I gave em all to my
kids. ~I,II'I
JENNIE MAE. You have kids in Kentucky? ,I
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SHOWERS. Oh yeah. Must a had a good couple dozen
spread clear cross the county.
JENNIE MAE. Couple dozen?
SHOWERS. Don't get so darned riled, Jennie Mae.
They were church kids.
JENNIE MAE. Well I ought to use you for bait, C.c.
Showers, but I can't be so mean to the fish.
SHOWERS. You know what those bubbles are on the
water there, don't you?
JENNIE MAE. Air, I imagine.
SHOWERS. Those bubbles right there?
JENNIE MAE. Yeah?
SHOWERS. All those millions and trillions of bubbles?
JENNIE MAE. What?
SHOWERS. Fish farts.
JENNIE MAE. Fish farts!
SHOWERS. Jennie Mae, there must be more fish in this
river than stars in the sky and we still ain't had a nibble
worth a notice.
JENNIE MAE. Well you'll never get a bite with no
worm on your hook. Here. Let me put one on for you.
SHOWERS. Naw ...
JENNIE MAE. I don't mind.
SHOWERS. No, then I'd end up havin to take a fish , I

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off. And don't tell me you'd do that for me too.
JENNIE MAE. Alright, I won't tell you.
SHOWERS. But you would, huh?
JENNIE MAE. If you want.
SHOWERS. (Setting his pole down.) Well ... I'm
happy just to sit by the water.
JENNIE MAE. (Setting her pole down.) Alright.
(Pause.)
SHOWERS. You know, Jennie Mae, . . . you know
you're awful nice.
JENNIE MAE. Oh ...
SHOWERS. Yeah you are, and I been meanin to tell
you.
JENNIE MAE. You have?
SHOWERS. I sure have. You're real nice, Jennie Mae
.. and you're also ... (They are both about ready to
kiss.) ... real young.
JENNIE MAE. I'm sixteen.
SHOWERS. I know. That's awful young, don't you
think?
JENNIE MAE. I don't feel real young.
SHOWERS. Well you are. You don't know how young,
Jennie Mae, let me tell you.
JENNIE MAE. My mother was only seventeen when
she got married.
SHOWERS. Got married?
JENNIE MAE. Yeah.
SHOWERS. Listen, I think we better head back to the
house now.
JENNIE MAE. But we just got here.
SHOWERS. I know, but it's gonna be dark before long
and I think we best get home before ...
JENNIE MAE. Are you tired or somethin?
SHOWERS. Miss Layman, I'm worn to a T.
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JENNIE MAE. You want your back rubbed?
SHOWERS. No. No, here now. Let me help you. (He
gives her his hand and helps her stand. They carry their
shoes and poles off, etc.)
JENNIE MAE. (As he touches her.) Do you know
much about Adam and Eve?
SHOWERS. Yeah . . . yeah I've run into that story
before.
JENNIE MAE. You have?
SHOWERS. Yeah, it's a good one alright. But I'm a lit-
tle more partial to what comes right before. I kind a like
all the light the whole story starts out with.

(BUDDY enters with a lit candle. It is late at night.)

BUDDY. Ain't they nobody? Ain't they nobody not

sleepin? Hey, C.c.? You sleepin? How bout you want a
get up? Hey, C.C.? You hear?
SHOWERS. (Very tired.) I'm here.
BUDDY. You sleepin?
SHOWERS. Nope.
BUDDY. You awake?
SHOWERS. Nope.
BUDDY. You been sleepin?
SHOWERS. I been tryin, pal.
BUDDY. So'S Buddy. He's itchin like nuts. How bout
you?
SHOWERS. Bud, there's got to be a cure to all a this
itchin ... (Yawn.) ... and I'll be a happier man when
we find her.
BUDDY. How bout you want a rub some goop on him,
C.c.?
SHOWERS. Bud, what you got here?
BUDDY. Well, he ain't so sure.
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SHOWERS. Bud, this is Wildroot Creamoil. You got
your Daddy's hair tonic, pal.
BUDDY. Well, he's itchin.
SHOWERS. Bud, this isn't going to help.
BUDDY. Well it smells good.
SHOWERS. You think maybe you'll get back to sleep if
I dab a little on you?
BUDDY. Rub it around his backbones.
SHOWERS. Your back's itchin, huh?
BUDDY. His backbones, his elbones. Itchin like he
can't sleep for nothin, C. C.
SHOWERS. Yeah, I know the feelin.
BUDDY. Hey, C.C.? You got one a these? You got a
belly buttoner?
SHOWERS. Last time I looked I did.
BUDDY. What's it for?
SHOWERS. As far as I know you're born with it, pal.
It's part a the package.
BUDDY. (Amazed.) When he's a baby, C.C.? Babies
got belly buttoners?
SHOWERS. You're born with all kinds of amazin things.
(Pause.)
BUDDY. (Softly.) Wheres babies come from?
SHOWERS. Well, ... their Mamas have em.
BUDDY. How come?
SHOWERS. Cause Mamas like having babies, I guess.
(Pause.)
BUDDY. Hey, C.C.?
SHOWERS. Yeah?
BUDDY. How come she's with Jesus?
SHOWERS. Cause your Mama's in Heaven.
BUDDY. (Near tears.) How come he won't give her
back?
SHOWERS. Aw, Bud, it just doesn't work that way, is
all ...
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BUDDY. Did he do somethin wrong?
SHOWERS. Well, I wouldn't worry yourself too much.
BUDDY. How come?
SHOWERS. Cause we got enough worry with you losin
sleep all the time. Now, what do you say we get you
Daddy's hair tonic back where it belongs and get you
back on into bed, huh?
BUDDY. (Yawning.) He ain't so tired, C.C.
SHOWERS. Come on, my friend. It's nearly sunrise.
You see in the east there?
(BASIL and FERRIS cross the stage. FERRIS has the
bike wheel.)
BASIL. You're yawnin, there, Ferris.
SHOWERS. We're not far from mornin.
BUDDY. Time for breakfast.
SHOWERS. (Chasing after the boy.) Time for bed, my
friend. Time for sleep.
BASIL. I was wide awake 'fore the sun's in the sky.
Lyin to bed and the first thing I thought was, "Today's
the day." I rolled over to Luella and I says, "Sugar, I'm
gonna pick up the Schwinn." I
FERRIS. How's she doin? I,
BASIL. I don't know. I ain't rode her in two weeks.
FERRIS. No, the wife. I mean the wife.
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BASIL. Oh. She's fine. Just fine. How's the boy doin,
Ferris?
FERRIS. Bout the same, [ guess, Basil.
BASIL. Not still itchin, is he? I better look him over
again. I was out along the river tryin to doctor the Simp-
son boy last week. They had him layed up to bed and
takin pills righ t and left.
FERRIS. What's the boy got the flu?
BASIL. No, he's lovesick. Turns out I walked all the
way out there just to have him cry on my shoulder and
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tell me all about how his dog died. Boy loses a dog it
does that sometimes.
FERRIS. Felt the same way when I wrecked my first
car.
BASIL. Yeah.
FERRIS. He'll get over it.
BASIL. Well he gets back to the fields and starts
bringin in the crops he won't have time to be grievin.
FERRIS. Little hard work'll take care of most things, I
guess.
BASIL. What you doin to my tire there, Ferris?
FERRIS. Just workin the spokes.
BASIL. That rim's alright, ain't it?
FERRIS. Yeah, C.Co's pounded her out pretty nice,
pretty even. Move on down there and we'll see how she
does. (FERRIS roles the tire to BASIL.)
BASIL. Damn thing's always had a wobble to it.
FERRIS. Not bad, though.
BASIL. It'll do. It'll do. I know I'm gettin old fashioned,
Ferris, but I look at these damn cars on the road and
they're so fast and so noisy ... I'm like to wish em all
away and be done with em. Good for nothin but scarin
cattle and kickin the dust up, you ask me. But a bike ...
a bike's a whole nother story. A man gets on his
Schwinn and there's no questions asked. Anywhere you
want ... you just peddle along and you're there.

(SHOWERS and BUDDY enter with the rest of the bike. )

BUDDY. He helped fix her up, Dad. Him and C.C.

was workin.
SHOWERS. Bud was in charge a the horses.
FERRIS. The what?
SHOWERS. In charge a holdin his horses.
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BASIL. Tough job, huh?
SHOWERS. Oh yeah.
BUDDY. You gonna ride this thing, Basil?
BASIL. You hold your horses, I will. Looks real nice,
fellas.
FERRIS. Get this tire on, you're ready to roll. She's got
a few miles left in her.

(BUDDY smears grease on his chest.)

BASIL. It's a damn wonder she's not more banged up

than she is.
SHOWERS. Well, the paint's kind a scratchy.
BASIL. No, the wife. I mean the wife.
SHOWERS. Yeah, she took quite a tumble.
BASIL. Says you helped her out some.
SHOWERS. She's just a little shook is all, Basil.
BASIL. Still, you gave her a hand.
SHOWERS. Just helped her up.
BASIL. Well damn it! Can I thank you or not?
FERRIS. (As BASIL and SHOWERS shake hands.) For a
good lookin fella he's alright, huh?
BUDDY. (Turns to the men, and is now covered with
grease.) Would you look at that boy? He can't keep
clean for nothin. He's got grease on his belly, his
backbones, ... he's got grease all over him.
BASIL. Feels good to the skin, huh?
BUDDY. Don't wipe the grease off him!
BASIL. Hold still, now! I want another look at you,
boy.
BUDDY. How come?
BASIL. Cause you're so pretty.
BUDDY. (Pleased. allowing him to look.) He is?
FERRIS. Sure. Runs in the family.
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BAsiL. Course, your Dad's an exception.
BUDDY. Doodle bugs're pretty.
FERRIS. Yeah.
BUDDY. Jennie Mae's pretty, too.
SHOWERS. She sure is.
BASIL. (Concerned.) Ferris, you ain't touched this
boy, have you?
FERRIS. Kind a hopin it'll clear with the seasons.
BASIL. I don't blame you for hopin, but that ain't gon-
na cure him. Ferris, it's spread somethin awful! On his
neck, in his scalp. Another week or- two here it's gonna
spread to his eyes. Now I told you to wash him!
FERRIS. I know, Basil.
BUDDY. Don't make him get wet.
BASIL. If you don't keep him clean it's gonna spread
through his system.
BUDDY. You ain't gonna wash him.
BASIL. Well, Bud, it's the only cure for ringworm
know.
BUDDY. (Running off.) He ain't gonna go in no
water!
FERRIS. Hey Bud ... !
BASIL. You fellas're messin with these salts and this
skin lotion and it ain't gonna cure a damn thing. You
can't cure him a ringworm by puttin things on him. it's
under the skin, don't you see?
SHOWERS. Now, hold on a minute. I can't see what
you're talkin.
BASIL. I'm talkin the same damn thing I've told Ferris
all summer. Warm water and lotions make the pores
open up, and once the skin opens that ringworm'll head
for high ground. but cold water draws the. skin tight,
don't you see? If the ringworm can't breathe, he don't
bite ... he don't bite, you don't itch. I'm not sayin it's
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easy the way the boy is, but if you'll just keep him clean
he'll be fine.
FERRIS. (Under SHOWERS' glare.) Well, damn it,
C.C., I can't take the boy's screamin.
SHOWERS. Why didn't you say somethin, Ferris?
FERRIS. You have to think how I feel when the boy's
around water.
SHOWERS. You know how to help him and don't
bother to tell me?
FERRIS. The boy gets near water and he's screamin
and cryin-it just sets off my mind, don't you see?
SHOWERS. I been the whole summer here, Ferris!
FERRIS. You're not the boy's father, not family-you
just work here is all!
SHOWERS. You just leave the boy go!
FERRIS. I'm tired of you tellin me what to do all the
time!
SHOWERS. Well I'm tired a doin it all, Ferris!
FERRIS. Don't you understand? The boy's mother died
in the water! My wife in the water. I was there.
SHOWERS. I don't care about your wife! I care about
the boy!
FERRIS. I don't need you to push me!
SHOWERS. Well I'm gonna push you!
FERRIS. Then you can get to hell on down the damn
road! We got along just fine before you, we can get on
without you! You hear me?
SHOWERS. I hear you!
FERRIS. Well I'm sorry!
SHOWERS. (Quietly.) So am I, Ferris.
FERRIS. (Throws down a rag.) Well damn it all!
(Pause. Then with control:) I mean I'm sorry ... I lose
my damn temper too easy.
SHOWERS. I know the feelin ... :, '
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FERRIS. Sometimes a man says things, he doesn't
think what he's sayin.
SHOWERS. Sometimes a man's a little too pushy.
FERRIS. Yeah.
SHOWERS. Yeah. I guess I'm just pushy by nature.
(Pause. SHOWERS, lost in thought, is spinning one of the
bike tires.)
BASIL. Well. Uh, what do you say we give a push at
this bike, fellas?

(SHOWERS and FERRIS turn the bike upright.)

FERRIS. I got her.

SHOWERS. There you go.
FERRIS. Listen, Basil, I thank you.
BASIL. I'm no doctor, Ferris, but I know what I know.
And my advice is to try and relax. If I hollered like you
boys I'd give myself the heart failure.
FERRIS. You got your balance now don't you?
BASIL. I'm fine. Just give me a little push is all.
SHOWERS. There you go, cowboy.
BASIL. Not too hard now, damn you!
FERRIS. Take her easy there, Basil.
SHOWERS. Be careful! (They watch BASIL ride off
stage. Pause. Then:)
FERRIS. Well you got any idea how to go about this
whole thing?
SHOWERS. Guess we got him in warm, we can get him
in cold.
FERRIS. Can't tie the boy up.
SHOWERS. Nope.
FERRIS. And he's tough to hold down.
SHOWERS. Yep.

(JENNIE MAE and BUDDY enter as the men exit.)

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JENNIE MAE. You got yourself all wrapped up in
knots, Bud.
BUDDY. Well he was tryin to tie em.
JENNIE MAE. Since when did you start wantin shoes
on your feet?
BUDDY. C.C. says he's supposed to keep his dogs in
em.
JENNIE MAE. Why's that?
BUDDY. Cause his dogs a got ringworm. Plus he's got
her all over the rest of him. Want a see?
.' JENNIE MAE. No. Now hold still a second. (JENNIE
MAE starts working at getting BUDDY'S shoe off and his
pants legs rolled up.)
BUDDY. Hurry up, Jennie Mae. S'gonna rain.

(SHOWERS and FERRIS enter and go to the well. The

preacher should draw the water from the well, the
well light shining faintly. BUDDY doesn't notice
them yet.)

FERRIS. Strange sort a day, ain't it?

SHOWERS. Sky's changin, Ferris.
BUDDY. How come, Jennie Mae?
FERRIS. There's a wind risin fast.
BUDDY. How come you're rollin his pants up?
JENNIE MAE. Settle down, Bud.
BUDDY. Ain't you puttin his boots on?
JENNIE MAE. We'll get your shoes back on in a
minute or two.

(SHOWERS pours the well water into a large bucket.

BUDDY, hearing it, turns and sees the men.)

BUDDY. Hey! Hey ... what you guys doin? What you
got in that bucket?
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SHOWERS. We're gonna try and fix you up, pal.
BUDDY. He says what's in a bucket, C.C.? Can't you
hear? (He realizes.) Hey ... hey, they's water in there.
Dad?
SHOWERS. Come on, Bud.

(BUDDY runs to his father as SHOWERS goes for him.)

BUDDY. Dad!
FERRIS. Son, you're gonna be fine.
BUDDY. What you guys doin? Don't make him get
wet.
SHOWERS. You're gonna have to sooner or later.
( They pull him towards the bucket. It's a real struggle.
JENNIE MAE is waiting there with a rag.)
BUDDY. C.c., he thunk you's his pal! Leave him go!
FERRIS. You're alright!
BUDDY. Leave go of him, Dad! He can't breathe in a
water!
JENNIE MAE. Calm down!
BUDDY. Jennie Mae, make em stop! Ain't no air in a
water! Leave him go! Leave him go! He can't breathe!
SHOWERS. It's not gonna hurt you! (They nearly have
his feet in the bucket.)
BUDDY. (Exploding.) His Mama's in a water! His
Mama! His Mama! Leave him go! He can't breathe!
(FERRIS lets go and BUDDY breaks loose.) Leave him go!
(BUDDY runs off.)
SHOWERS. Buddy!
JENNIE MAE. Buddy, wait!
SHOWERS. Hey, Bud!
JENNIE MAE. (Pause. Softly.) He'll be back soon.
SHOWERS. Buddy - !
JENNIE MAE. (To her father.) There's a storm comin.
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SHOWERS. Bud-!
JENNIE MAE. Daddy, did you hear me? There's a
storm blowin in. He'll be home before long.
SHOWERS. (Exiting.) He's in the woods, I guess.

(MELVIN and DEWEY enter, watching the sky.)

DEWEY. Over those trees there.

JENNIE MAE. He'll be home. (She exits. FERRIS exits
after a moment.)
MELVIN. I never saw clouds like that.

(SHOWERS can be heard calling "Buddy" at regular

intervals from off stage throughout the storm col-
lage. )

LUELLA. (Entering with GOLDIE.) It's gonna rain

soon.
NORMA. (Entering with DARLENE.) It's fixing to rain
awful hard, dear.
DEWEY. Would you look at that sky?
GOLDIE. You'll have to wait out the storm to get
home.
MELVIN. Awful dark clouds.
DARLENE. I never saw the sky so full before.
LUELLA. It's been a good summer for rain.
GOLDIE. Nice summer.
NORMA. Are the windows closed?
BASIL. (Enters and joins his farmhands.) Are the
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tools in? I

DARLENE. I think so.

MELVIN. Yeah, they're in.
GOLDIE. Gonna storm most the night I'm afraid.
NORMA. Would you listen to that wind?
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LUELLA. It's the season for storms.
DARLENE. I can't sleep when it's stormin.
GOLDIE. (Exiting with LUELLA.) Best get inside for the
sky splits wide open.
NORMA. You'll be alright.
BASIL. I haven't seen the sky like this in years and
years.
DARLENE. I never heard the wind so loud before.
DEWEY. Be lightnin and thunder.
MELVIN. Comin soon don't you think?
NORMA. (Exiting with DARLENE.) You'll be fine in the
house.
BASIL. Won't be long now, boys. We best get inside.

(BUDDY is heard calling "Mama" off stage as the men

exit. Sound of thunder crashing and wind and rain
breaking loose intermixed with the boy and the
preacher calling. )

BUDDY. (Entering.) Mama-! Mama, the air's all

turnin to water! All the air's turned to water! He can't
find him no air! Mama -!
SHOWERS. (Entering.) Buddy-?
BUDDY. Mama-?
SHOWERS. Buddy, it's alright!
BUDDY. He can't breathe!
SHOWERS. You're alright now, Buddy!
BUDDY. (Moving away from SHOWERS.) No, he can't
find her! Can't find him no air!
SHOWERS. Buddy, listen to me!
BUDDY. Mama!
SHOWERS. Listen!
BUDDY. The air's all turnin to water!

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wrestle around the stage. BUDDY fights for all he's
worth.)

SHOWERS. Hold still and listenl

BUDDY. Leave him go!
SHOWERS. It's the rain! Not the water!
BUDDY. Leave go of him!
SHOWERS. No! You're gonna understand, Buddy!
You're gonna figure this out if we have to stay here all
night!
BUDDY. He can't breathe!
SHOWERS. You can breathe!
BUDDY. Leave him go! Leave him go! He can't find
him no air!
SHOWERS. For a guy who can't breathe you're pretty
strong! Now hold still! Hold still and listen!
BUDDY. He can't find her!
SHOWERS. You're not underwater-
BUDDY. Mama -?
SHOWERS. You're not in the water!
BUDDY. Mama!
SHOWERS. Can't you understand? You can breathe!
BUDDY. He has to find her!
SHOWERS. (Exploding.) What do I have to do to you
damn it? You're not gonna find your Mama here, Bud-
dy!. She's dead don't you see, Buddy! Gone!
BUDDY. It ain't his fault, C.C.! Leave him go!
SHOWERS. No!
BUDDY. Leave go of him!
SHOWERS. No!
BUDDY. It ain's his fault how the water took his
Mama!
SHOWERS. No! It's not your fault, Buddy! It's
nobody's fault!
BUDDY. It ain't!

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SHOWERS. No, it ain't!
BUDDY. It ain't Buddy's fault!
SHOWERS. It's not your fault, Buddy!
BUDDY. It ain't Buddy's fault! It ain't Buddy's fault!
It ain't, it ain't, it ain't Buddy's fault ... (He repeats
himself, crying.)
SHOWERS. (After a pause. Softly.) It's nobody's fault.
BUDDY. (Soft/y.) It ain't?
SHOWERS. No.
BUDDY. God took her.
SHOWERS. That's not your fault, Buddy.
BUDDY. God's mad!
SHOWERS. He's not mad!
BUDDY. He's makin it rain!
SHOWERS. Now, Buddy-
BUDDY. God's mad at him, c.c.!
SHOWERS. It rains cause it's water!
BUDDY. (Accusing.) It storms!
SHOWERS. Cause it's water! It rains so the plants can
grow! It rains so the birds have somethin to drink! It
rains because it's water, Buddy! That's what water does!
BUDDY. It does?
SHOWERS. Yeah, that's all it does. Now breathe.
BUDDY. No.
SHOWERS. Breathe!
BUDDY. He ain't gonna.
SHOWERS. You been breathin all along, pal! You
might just as well face the fact and get her over with.
BUDDY. He ain't gonna breathe! You can't make him!
SHOWERS. You're breathin right now.
BUDDY. No, he ain't.
SHOWERS. Yeah, you are.
BUDDY. Nope!
SHOWERS. Are you ready?
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BUDDY. What you gonna do to him, C.C.?
SHOWERS. We're gonna breathe.
BUDDY. But he can't breathe! (SHOWERS takes a huge
breath and holds it in. Pause.) Hey, C.c.! It's rainin!
He can't breathe in a rain! (BUDDY becomes concerned
for SHOWERS well-being.) Hey, C.c.? You okay? (He
shakes him.) You alright? Hey, C.C.? (BUDDY takes a
huge breath and holds it. SHOWERS immediately ex-
hales. )
SHOWERS. Now we're gettin somewhere. Feels pretty
good, don't it, Bud? Hey, Bud? Buddy, listen. You're
best to let out the old and take in some new, pal. (BUD-
DY exhales, gasping for air.) Now what'd you just do?
BUDDY. He breathed. Can't you see him?
SHOWERS. Now let's try her once more. You ready?
One, two, three-breathe! (They take a huge breath
together, then another and another and so on - almost
like the sound of a train starting up, until they're both
breathing along at full tilt.) You're doin pretty good,
pal!
BUDDY. He is?
SHOWERS. Ooin fine. Now the wonderful thing about
breathin is you can't help but do it all the time, Bud.
BUDDY. He can't?
SHOWERS. Even when you're sleep'in you're pretty
busy breathin.
BUDDY. When he's sleepin?
SHOWERS. All the time, Bud. Even in the rain.
BUDDY. No siree, C.C.
SHOWERS. Buddy.
BUDDY. What?
SHOWERS. It's rainin.
BUDDY. It's rainin?
SHOWERS. It's lettin up some but it's still rainin.
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BUDDY. (Sudden.) He can't breathe!
SHOWERS. You can breathe, you are breathin, and
you're gonna keep breathin!
BUDDY. In a rain? He's gonna breathe in a rain?
SHOWERS. If there's one thing you are, Bud, it's an
A-Number-One breather. Word a honor.
BUDDY. (Taking it to be a pact.) Word a honor,
e.e.? (They rub palms together.)
SHOWERS. Word a honor.
BUDDY. Hey, C.c., you know what? He ain't itchin
so bad.
SHOWERS. You know why don't you?
BUDDY. Cause he's breathin!
JENNIE MAE. (Calling from off stage.) Buddy -?
SHOWERS. I got a sneakin suspicion it's not just cause
you're breathin, but because you been breathin while
rollin around in all this rain.
JENNIE MAE. (Closer.) Buddy -?
BUDDY. Over here, Jennie Mae! Him and C.C.'re
breathin!
JENNIE MAE. Oh, Bud, I been lookin for you half the
night, little brother!
BUDDY. (As she hugs him.) He can breathe in a
water, Jennie Mae. How bout you?
JENNIE MAE. (To SHOWERS.) Are you sure he's
alright?
SHOWERS. Looks fine to me.
JENNIE MAE. (Crossing to SHOWERS.) Like to worry
me to death, you two.
SHOWERS. Oh, Jennie Mae.
BUDDY. You guys gonna sweet-talk awhile? You want
him to maybe go itch somewheres else?
JENNIE MAE. Buddy Layman.
BUDDY. He's itchin like nuts! His arm pitters, his
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backbones. . (Slight pause, amazed.) Cept his dogs
ain't itchin.
SHOWERS. That's cause your dogs're in a puddle a
water, my friend.
!
(BUDDY squats down and splashes some of the ''puddle'' !
in his arm pits.)

JENNIE MAE. Buddy, what're you doin?

BUDDY. Puttin some a this puddle in his pitters. Feels
good.
SHOWERS. Listen, you best find your dad and tell him
we'll be down to the water. Ii
JENNIE MAE. Right now? I I

SHOWERS. Go on. We'll be fine.

JENNIE MAE. Well can't you wait for US, C.C.? It I,
won't take me long. I

SHOWERS. Go on now. And stop lookin so worried.

JENNIE MAE. You two be careful. (She exits.)
BUDDY. He is.
SHOWERS. Come on, pal.
BUDDY. Where we gain?
SHOWERS. (Walkin past the boy.) We're gonna try
and make you better.
BUDDY. Hey, C.C.-ain't you gonna carry him?
SHOWERS. Aw, Bud, my back's awful wore out.

(NORMA enters with DARLENE and DEWEY in tawas

BUDDY and SHOWERS exit. The young folks are
slightly spiffed up.)

NORMA. I am worn through and through with your

stories, Darlene. I know you two been off dancin all
night. I got eyes. I can see what you're up to.
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DEWEY. But, Miz Henshaw-
NORMA. Not a word out a you, Dewey! You got no
room to talk after taking my little girl where you been.
DARLENE. But it was beautiful, Aunt Norma. There
was decorations and posters and those little toilet paper
flower things.
DEWEY. And a band that played songs like they're
right off the radio.
DARLENE. It weren't nothin sinful at'all.
NORMA. Dancin is sinful as sinful could be! I thought
I could trust you, Darlene.
DARLENE. I'm sorry, Aunt Norma.
NORMA. You kids're gonna be sorry when you talk to
the preacher.
DEWEY. But, Miz Henshaw-
JENNIE MAE. (Calling from off stage.) Miz Hen-
shaw-
NORMA. Come on.
JENNIE MAE. (Entering.) Miz Henshaw! Have you
guys seen my Dad?
NORMA. We're marchin straight out the garage to
have a talk with the preacher.
JENNIE MAE. Well Mr. Showers is down to the river.
NORMA. The river?
JENNIE MAE. If you see my Dad tell him Buddy's with
C.C. and they're both to the water. (JENNIE MAE runs
off)
NORMA. Well bless me sweet Jesus. You find that
man, Dewey. You find Ferris Layman if it takes you all
mornin and you tell his boy's found the Lord. You hear
me?
DEWEY. I'll fetch him.
NORMA. Well go on! Get a move on! (DEWEY runs
off.) And as for you, Darlene-sneakin out of the
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house and carousin all night - I never been so ashamed
in my life.
DARLENE. I didn't mean to make trouble.
NORMA. I want you to make a B-line for home and get
out a that dress. I can't be bringin you to a baptizin in
somethin you look like you were born in and been
growin into ever since. (They exit as BUDDY and
SHOWERS enter. SHOWERS has the boyan his back. The
river light comes up full force.)
SHOWERS. Aw, Bud, you're gettin awful heavy.
BUDDY. You think he's a fatso?
SHOWERS. I think you're just growin.
BUDDY. Like a weed?
SHOWERS. (Setting the boy down.) To say the least.
BUDDY. (Seeing the river.) Hey, C.C. - you ain't gon-
na stick him in that river water?
SHOWERS. You still itchin?
BUDDY. Well he ain't so sure no more ...
SHOWERS. Now just look at it a second. Come on,
Bud. It's not gonna hurt you. You see, the river is more
or less like the rain.
BUDDY. Kind a gives him the willies all over, c.c.
SHOWERS. No, now just try and touch it. (SHOWERS
dips his hand into the river and brings up a cupped hand
full of water. He pours a little into BUDDY'S hand.) Put
a little in your hand. That's a boy.
BUDDY. S'like the rain?
SHOWERS. It's just water. (He tosses the rest of his
handful up in the air.) You see how it falls?
BUDDY. (Tossing his handful.) Like the rain.
SHOWERS. Only there's a little more of it.
BUDDY. Yeah ...
SHOWERS. Now what do you say we get that shirt of
yours off?
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BUDDY. Well he ain't so hot with his buttons.
SHOWERS. Stop scratchin a second and I'll help you.
BU.DDY. You want him to get neked, c.c.?
SHOWERS. I'd imagine your shirt's close enough. The
river's awful pretty this mornin, ain't it?
BUDDY. What color's that? S'that green, c.c.?
SHOWERS. There's all kinds of colors in the water
here, pal. See the trees up above. See the leaves changin
colors?
BUDDY. How come?
SHOWERS. Cause that's what leaves do in the fall.
BUDDY. You gettin neked?
SHOWERS. Just pullin my boots off.
BUDDY. Your dogs itch?
SHOWERS. Bud, a little water'll do me good, I
imagine.
BUDDY. You sure that's like rain?
SHOWERS. Just about. (He dips his feet in.)
Woooeeee! S'little colder'n I expected ...
BUDDY. You okay?
SHOWERS. You stay right where you are and watch
how I'm wadin. You want a splash it around on you a
little. Get yourself used to it some. (Freezing.) Feels
pretty good, Bud. Real nice ...
BUDDY. He's like to maybe go find him some
breakfast, C.C.
SHOWERS. No. Now just get your feet in for starters.
That's all I'm askin. If it's too cold we'll hold off awhile.
BUDDY. Just his dogs is all?
SHOWERS. Just your dogs for starters.
BUDDY. (Tentatively lets SHOWERS dip his feet in.)
Wooooeeee, C. C.! S'freezin!
SHOWERS. Move em around some. (SHOWERS has
BUDDY standing in the shallow of the river now.)
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BUDDY. S'awful coldl
SHOWERS. S'awful nice.
BUDDY. Boy oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy ...
SHOWERS. (Slight overlap.) Keep movin. That's a
boy. There you go.
BUDDY. How you doin?
SHOWERS. I'm doin fine, pal. Feelin dandy.
BUDDY. You gonna wash him all off?
SHOWERS. You warmin up some?
BUDI;>Y. Well he's tryin.
SHOWERS. Alright. (SHOWERS lifts a handful of water
and puts it over the boy's head.)
BUDDY. Go easy, C.C.! Easy!
SHOWERS. (Using less water, just a little.) S'that bet-
ter?
BUDDY. Hey, C.C.?
SHOWERS. Yeah?
BUDDY. He's a wonder.
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about, Bud?
BUDDY. You think his Marna's okay?
SHOWERS. I fjgure your Marna's in heaven. (BUDDY
slips just a touch.) Whoa now! You stick right here
close by me.
BUDDY. He is.
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SHOWERS. You want to feel your way along the bot-
tom, you see.
BUDDY. Yeah ... you been to heaven?
SHOWERS. Well, Bud, to tell you the truth I been a lit-
tle too busy bein here to be much a any place but here.
BUDDY. Well where's heaven at?
SHOWERS. Let me think for a second.
BUDDY. S'in the sky?
SHOWERS. Not exactly ...
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BUDDY. You still thinkin?
SHOWERS. I'm tryin. I guess you could say that
heaven's where you are when you ain't here no more.
BUDDY. When you ain't here no more ...
SHOWERS. Like your Mama.
BUDDY. She's gone.
SHOWERS. Well that's heaven.

(NORMA, DARLENE, GOLDIE, and LUELLA begin to sing

"Shall We Gather At The River" off stage. They
sound as if they're way in the distance and moving
very gradually closer. )

BUDDY. Hey, C.c. Listen. You hear it?

SHOWERS. What's that?
BUDDY. The river. S'talkin.
SHOWERS. The water, you mean? The waves?
BUDDY. S'talkin, c.c.!
SHOWERS. Well what's it sayin to you, Bud?
BUDDY. Well ... he don't know.
SHOWERS. Who doesn't know?
BUDDY. He don't.
SHOWERS. (Pressing.) Who don't?
BUDDY. Him! Him, C.C.l Can't you hear?
SHOWERS. Yeah, I hear him. You're a pretty good
guy, Bud. You know that?

(The Women are still off, but very close.)

WOMEN.
"Shall we gather at the river,
Where bright angel feet have trod;
With its crystal tide forever,
That flows by the throne of God?
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Yes, we'll gather at the river,
The beautiful, the beautiful river.
Gather with the saints at the river ,
That flows by the throne of God-" (Etc.)

(BUDDY and SHOWERS totally overlap the singing.) .

BUDDY. Hey. Hey, C.c. -how come they's singin?

SHOWERS. It's alright. (He calls to the women though
they're still off stage.) Hey, ladies? Ladies, we're trying
to wash here, you understand?
BUDDY. He likes it in a water.
SHOWERS. (To himself.) What're they doin? (He
calls.) Hey, ladies? We'd like to be alone here, you see?

(The women enter up high. They're singing very loud.

The song should continue at high volume behind all
the dialogue.)

NORMA. I brought em, Pastor Showers! We're all here

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leader ofsorts. As SHOWERS loses his temper he lets
go of the boy's arm. BUDDY, enjoying himself im-
mensely and thinking he can breathe in water,
moves away from SHOWERS and the women.
SHOWERS has his back to the boy as he rages at the
women.)
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SHOWERS. (Continued.) Would you stop singin and
listen? This is nothing to do with the Church or the
spirit! I'm done with the Church! Would you listen?
Stop singin and listen!
BUDDY. He can breathe in a water!
SHOWERS. I'm not gonna baptize him, damn it! Don't
make me a preacher!
BUDDY. He's breathin! (BUDDY steps into the deepest
area of the river and is suddenly underwater. At the
same moment a sound ofsomething representing under-
water silence is heard- very loud, a sort of wail. Wind
run at half speed and mixed with a little water sound
works pretty well. All action immediately takes on the
water's perspective and shifts to extreme or film-like
slow motion. The preacher is yelling at the women. No
one notices BUDDY underwater. When the boy rises the
action suddenly shifts into normal stage speed and
sound. The sound effects shifts off momentarily.) C.C.!
SHOWERS. (Overlapping.) Would you listen to me!

(BUDDY'S immediately back underwater and the sound

effect and slow motion resume. JENNIE MAE enters
in slow motion, looking over the water, and sees
BUDDY as he rises for the second time.)

BUDDY. Mama-!
JENNIE MAE. Buddy-!
(The boy is immediately back under water, and the
sound effect is immediately up again. SHOWERS
turns as JENNIE MAE screams and sees the boy is
missing. He goes underwater and searches the river
bottom for the boy. BUDDY, as if fighting the cur-
rent, is slipping several yards cross stage and
fighting to pull himself back. SHOWERS searches the
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river bottom on his belly, pulling himself along the
raked stage, feeling along before him with his
hands. When he needs air he pulls himself back
towards the women, and bursts from the water.)

NORMA. Thy Kingdom come! Thy will be done!

JENNIE MAE. (Overlapping.) My brother! My
brother!

(As SHOWERS goes under again the sound comes back

up as before. GOLDIE is holding JENNIE MAE back
from the water. NORMA is praying as if it will some-
how save the boy. As the preacher rises again:)

NORMA. Forgive us our tresspasses as we forgive!

GOLDIE. (Overlapping.) It's alright!
JENNIE MAE. (Overlapping.) My brother!

(SHOWERS goes under water immediately and the sound

comes back on. He searches, nearly reaching the
boy. He stays under as long as he can. The boy dies
as the preacher pulls himself towards shore. As he
rises:)

NORMA. And the glory forever and ever! (Slight

pause.) Amen.

(There is only the sound of the gently flowing water

and SHOWERS coughing, gasping for air. He pulls
himself part wayan to the river bank and turns,
looking over the water.)

SHOWERS. Oh, my God. Oh my God my God my

God ...
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( The dulcimer begins to play "Amazing Grace" slowly,
one string, one note at a time-solemn and grieving
in its music. The women and the preacher hold their
tableau. )

SECOND ELEGY
(The river fades as two pin spots rise on either
side of the stage, BASIL and DEWEY entering. Except
for the possibility of a morning sky behind them,
theirs are the only lights on stage. They speak
directly to the audience, as in the beginning. The
dulcimer grows strong and full behind them.)

BASIL. And like a slate wiped clean or a fever washed

away where there was fire to the sky now there's nothin.
Where there was clouds there's just blue and the sun.
DEWEY. His only son gone and it's me who brings the
word when I find Ferris Layman that mornin. I'd run to
the river and I seen the boy there and I run like the wind
for his father! I says, "Ferris ... I'm sorry." And he
don't move and don't speak. I says, "Your son, he's
passed on beyond us."
BASIL. Buddy Layman's dead, don't you see? When he
said it would rain we layed our fields in rows and we
knew it would be a good season.
DEWEY. And now we harvest the fields and we turn
the ground over.
BASIL. Turn the earth to the earth like a child to his
mother. And we think a the boy and we call it a blessin.
We turn to each other and we call it a blessin.

(The lights fade to black as the dulcimer strikes a

final chord.)
 A NOTE ON THE BOY

Buddy can be played as either fourteen or seventeen

years old, depending on the actor. If he's played as
seventeen then several line changes are in order. His
sister should call him "big brother" instead of "little
brother" - or she should simply call him "Buddy" when
"big brother" seems inapporpriate. In the Cafe scene in
the first act (page 33) the lines should read so that
Goldie says, "He's only a boy, Ferris!" and Ferris
responds, "The boy's seventeen! When I was h~s age I
cussed all the time!", etc. Finally, in Ferris's monologue
in the first act (page 44) he would say, "I wasn't married
a year and she give me a son. 1 was just gettin used to a
wife." His next line would then read, "then the girl came
along."
Buddy's central trait is his innocence, his vulnerabili-
ty. He shouldn't have too much of a speech impediment,
though his speech should be hesitant when he's discover-
ing something or confused or frightened. His gestures,
his walk, and his whole physical attitude should reflect
both an emotional and intellectual frustration, or more
simply, sometimes a coordination problem. Clinically
speaking, he isn't modeled on any specific emotional or
physical disorder.

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BUDDY LAYMAN
Overalls - very dirty
Blue plaid flannel shirt-very dirty
Black lace up ankle high boots - very dirty
(must muddy body including hair - nightly)
JENNIE MAE
Pale blue old cotton floral 20's style dress
Slip
Blue checked half-apron
Brown leather tie shoes
Off-white cotton socks
Cut-off long johns under dress
FERRIS
Pale blue striped shirt wi grease stains
Suspenders
Leather belt
Baggy jeans
Cap
Cotton socks
Brown leather ankle high boots
Pocket watch
Blue patterned hankerchief
c.c. SHOWERS
Pale blue shirt wi pattern
Brown striped tie
Matching suit coat & vest-brown
Brown suit trousers (not matching vest and coat)
Black ankle high lace up boots
Brown felt fedora
Off-white man's hankerchief
(Everything should look very old)
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NORMA
Rusty brown and cream floral 20's style cotton dress
Black tie "sensible shoes"
GOld-striped faded work smock
No stockings
Gold pin on coliar

DARLENE
Pale yeliow cotton 20's style dress
Pink hand knit cardigan
Brown flat shoes
Barettein hair

GOLDIE
Blue and off-white striped cotton 20's style dress
w/white collar
Pin at neck
Cotton stockings
Off-white laced "sensible" shoes
Bib apron

BASIL
Steel rimmed glasses
Jacket length jean work jacket-very faded
Grey gabardine work trousers
Black belt
Blue and brown plaid flannel shirt
Ankle high black lace up boots
Old felt fedora
Handkerchief
White cotton socks

LUELLA
Pink hat w/flowers
Aqua-green cotton dress w/belt
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Gray laced "sensible" shoes
Full rust apron
Handbag
Off-white sweater with embroidered flowers
Wedding ring
Cotton stockings

MELVIN
Overalls
Beige shirt
Work boots

DEWEY
Overalls
Blue work shirt
Work boots

*Important-All the clothes in The Diviners must look

old and faded.
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Pale blue old cotton floral 20's style dress :'1

Slip
Blue checked half-apron
Brown leather tie shoes
Off-white cotton socks I,

Cut-off long johns under dress

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Leather belt II
Baggy jeans II"

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Pocket watch
Blue patterned hankerchief
C.C. SHOWERS
Pale blue shirt wi pattern
Brown striped tie
Matching suit coat & vest-brown
Brown suit trousers (not matching vest and coat)
Black ankle high lace up boots
Brown felt fedora
Off-white man's hankerchief
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