MARY ANN: You know
what I don’t understand—
SUSAN: Please Mary
Ann.
MARY ANN: If you can
fly—
SUSAN: I’m not just
going to flying through the air. I
explained this to you several times.
MARY ANN: We would
have saved a lot of money on plane tickets.
SUSAN: What do you
mean ‘we?’ You’d still be on this plane.
MARY ANN: I thought
maybe you could carry me.
SUSAN: Just because I
can fly, that doesn’t mean I have superhuman strength.
MARY ANN: Well that
was rude.
SUSAN: I’m
sorry. I hate flying. You know that.
MARY ANN: I do, but you
know, ever since you told me you can fly, it’s made your fear of flying seem a
little odd.
SUSAN: In
planes. I don’t like flying in planes.
MARY ANN: But you don’t
mind flying on your own?
SUSAN: No.
MARY ANN: That’s
weird.
SUSAN: When I’m on my
own, I’m in control. In here, I just
feel…I don’t know.
MARY ANN: Well, if
anything happens, you could always just jump out of the nearest exit.
SUSAN: Please, Mary
Ann, don’t even bring it up.
MARY ANN: Fine, fine. But you know, if I can be on a plane—
SUSAN: I know, Mary
Ann.
MARY ANN:
Statistically speaking, we’re fine.
(A beat.)
SUSAN: We might see
Larry in DC.
MARY ANN: What?
SUSAN: When we get
there.
MARY ANN: Why would
we see Larry?
SUSAN: He lives
there.
MARY ANN: So do a lot
of people.
SUSAN: Don’t make
this a big deal.
MARY ANN: Why were
you even talking to him?
SUSAN: I had to tell
him Michelle is pregnant.
MARY ANN: Why can’t
Michelle tell him?
SUSAN: Mary Ann, he’s
the father of my children.
MARY ANN: And your
youngest child is twenty-eight. You don’t
need to talk to him anymore.
SUSAN: I was just
curious about how he was doing.
MARY ANN: How is he
doing?
SUSAN: He’s fine.
MARY ANN: Still with
Gloria?
SUSAN: Well…
MARY ANN: Jesus.
SUSAN: Mary Ann—
MARY ANN: Did you
think I’d be thrilled about this?
SUSAN: It’s
nothing. He said maybe we could get
coffee while I was in town.
MARY ANN: While you’re
signing up to go fight aliens?
SUSAN: You know, this
probably hasn’t occurred to you, but in the event I do end up fighting aliens,
I’d like to have all my affairs in order.
MARY ANN: I didn’t
realize Larry was an affair.
SUSAN: I never liked
how we ended things.
MARY ANN: So you want
to start ‘em up again so you can end ‘em right?
SUSAN: That’s not it.
MARY ANN: You know, I
came on this trip to support you—
SUSAN: Exactly. So be supportive.
MARY ANN: I never
agreed to babysit you while you rekindle things with Larry.
SUSAN: Nothing is
getting rekindled. I just want to say
what I have to say before I go to my appointment at the agency.
MARY ANN: And what is
it you have to say?
SUSAN: That…he hurt
me. Very much.
MARY ANN: You think
he doesn’t know that?
SUSAN: I’m sure he
does, but I’ve never said it to him.
MARY ANN: You think
he cares?
SUSAN: People change,
Susan.
MARY ANN: You know,
you never tell me anything.
SUSAN: What are you
talking about? You’re the only person I
told about the—you know, my…ability.
MARY ANN: Yeah, after
decades of keeping it a secret.
SUSAN: I didn’t tell
anybody.
MARY ANN: Did you
tell Larry?
SUSAN: Of course I told
Larry, he was my husband.
MARY ANN: He was your
rotten husband.
SUSAN: He wasn’t
always rotten.
MARY ANN: What did he
say?
SUSAN: When?
MARY ANN: When you
told him you could fly?
SUSAN: He said I
should keep my feet on the ground where they belong. Then he had another beer.
MARY ANN: What a
prize.
SUSAN: He was right.
MARY ANN: What?
SUSAN: They would
have experimented on me for science or whatever. The only reason I’m turning myself in now is
because they actually want me to.
MARY ANN: And because
you’re not with him.
SUSAN: No.
MARY ANN: Does he
know you’re turning yourself in?
SUSAN: Yes.
MARY ANN: And what
does he have to say about it now?
SUSAN: He doesn’t
think I should do it.
MARY ANN: What a
surprise.
SUSAN: Because he
still cares about me.
MARY ANN: Because he
wants to keep you down, that’s why.
SUSAN: You were
always jealous because I…
(A beat.)
MARY ANN: Well, go
ahead. Finish. Because you had a husband and I didn’t.
SUSAN: I didn’t…You
had Joe.
MARY ANN: Yes, I
did. And he was wonderful.
SUSAN: The good ones
die too young.
MARY ANN: Is Joe the
reason you’re scared to fly?
SUSAN: I think the
better question is how are you not scared to fly? Your husband—
MARY ANN: Some women’s
husbands die from drowning, Susan, and they still swim. Well, some of them do. I guess when it comes down to it, I’m a
swimmer.
SUSAN: You’ve always
been tougher than me.
MARY ANN: Yeah, but
you’re a superhero, I’m not.
SUSAN: That’s up for
debate.
MARY ANN: You don’t
need Larry’s permission to do this, you know.
SUSAN: But it couldn’t
hurt.
MARY ANN: Susan—
SUSAN: It’s why he
left me. He says that’s not the reason,
but…It’s what I think. It’s what I
believe.
MARY ANN: If that’s
true, then I hope the aliens kill him first.
SUSAN: Mary Ann!
MARY ANN: You never
know, Susan, the aliens might offer to only kill half the people on earth, and
if they do, I think we should just give them the assholes and not put up too
much of a fight.
SUSAN: You know, Joe
saw me flying once.
MARY ANN: He did?
SUSAN: By
accident. I only went out flying at
night. To practice, just because…Well, I
don’t know why. It was so late; I
thought nobody would be up, but there he was, in your backyard.
MARY ANN: He was
always a night owl. But he never told me
he saw you.
SUSAN: I made him promise
not to. But he said he’d only keep it a
secret if I swore I’d never stop. You should
see yourself, he said, A person flying—you make it look like we should all be
able to do it. He made me feel…He was a
very kind man.
MARY ANN: Maybe he’s
flying now too. Maybe that’s the reward
we get if we live a good life. Maybe
when it’s all over, we get to fly.
(She puts her hand over SUSAN’s hand. Lights.)
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