(Enter Kid)We see him sitting on his bed. He starts playing with a knife. He keeps looking at his wrists. Eventually, he just drops the knife and covers his face. He is alone. He gets up and turns the light of to go to bed. After a brief pause, the lights snap back on. The kid sits up in his bed and looks confused. He gets out of the bed and turns the light off again. He turns around in the dark but the light immediately is turned back on.
Kid:
Confused Okay�I guess�I guess I�ll just sleep with the lights on.
Enter Angel. The kid turns around to see another teen standing in his room.
Kid:
Surprised and scared, he jumps back a step Whoa! Hey, how the hell did you get in here? Uh�I don�t have any money.
Angel:
Hah hah, funny how they always think it�s about the money.
Kid:
Sort of calming down a bit Wha�what do you want then?
Angel:
I don�t. I�m here to help you out.
Kid:
Bullshit.
Angel:
Bullshit indeed. Sorry, I forgot that no one is allowed to help you with anything. I don�t know what the hell I was thinking. Thanks for reminding me you can�t be helped. I�ll catch you on the flip side, bro.
Angel turns around to leave. He takes about two or three steps towards one of the doors, but Kid stops him, not by physical means, but by shouting.
Kid:
Wait!
Angel stops and slowly turns around. He has a bit of a smile on his face.
Angel:
Ah, now you want my help?
Kid:
No. I want to know how the hell you get in here?
Angel:
Well that�s a dumb question; I simply walked through the door.
Kid:
When? I never heard the door open.
Angel:
Just because you didn�t hear it doesn�t mean it didn�t happen. I came in through the door. There was no sound because I didn�t open it first.
Kid:
Very confused Okay�What the hell is going on?
Angel:
You have a thing for questions, don�t you?
Kid:
What? Who the hell are you?
Angel:
Ah, see? There you go again. He shakes his head Ah, right. Sorry. My name�is of no importance. I�m just someone trying to help.
Kid:
Very frustrated Who the hell are you?
Angel:
Puts his two hands up in the air as if surrendering. Okay, okay. I�m an angel. Christ you�re persistent.
Kid:
Shocked and confused Wha�what? An�angel?
Angel:
In the flesh, Angel looks off to the side for a second as if to think. Then he looks back at Kid well, so to speak.
Kid:
Doubtful An angel?
Angel:
Annoyed Yah, you know, the kind sent by God to help people and tell them they�re pregnant.
Kid:
But�.aren�t you supposed to be wearing a white robe or something?
Angel:
There are a lot of people in Heave. I rarely get to do laundry. And there was this sacrifice and I spilled goat�s blood all over my robe and I thought I could get it out with grape soda because that�s what I had heard but it turns out it�s club soda, not grape soda and�He catches himself in the act of rambling. He puts up his hand to stop himself. Long story, really. You don�t want to hear about it.
Kid:
And your wings and your halo?
Angel:
Wrong image kid. He looks over to the side again to think. Not really sure who started those rumors. He looks back at Kid. But we sure as hell don�t have those things. He looks back to the side again to think. Well, except for Mike He looks back at Kid and puts his hand up again. But again, long story.
Kid:
Well then�what about a Heavenly beam of light?
Angel:
Very sarcastically It broke and we are out of bulbs. What�s with the dumb questions?
Kid:
Sorry, I�m just not very familiar with angels. Never really seen one.
Angel:
You think so�
Kid:
What?
Angel:
See kid, it�s like this: angels are all around you. We�re everywhere. Haven�t you ever seen Angels in the Outfield? That was true�well, not really. But it�s symbolic. Anyway, you can�t tell us apart from anyone else because we don�t fit the common description of an angel; no heavenly beam of light, no halo, no wings, no white robes. We�re just like you kid. We too were created in God�s image, just, we have special powers to help people out.
Kid:
Looks down for a second I never believed in God.
Angel:
Not many people do. A lot of people say they do, but they don�t. A belief requires action. Not many people act like they believe in Him. Anyone can say they believe in Him, but how many actually care to act upon that? Not a lot. I think that�s because you gave him the title of �God�.
Kid:
WE gave Him the title? But I thought that was His name. I mean, he�s so�godly.
Angel:
See, kid, that�s the problem. That�s what God hates the most. Angel sits down on Kid�s bed and lies back on his elbows. Okay, first of all, His name is David, very nice guy. Second of all�.well, He didn�t know He�d have to work so damn hard for a relationship with His own work!
Kid:
What do you mean? He doesn�t have to work hard for anything. He�s God!
Angel:
That�s what most people think. But you see kid, just because He�s God doesn�t mean He doesn�t have to work. God is powerful, yes. But the hardness of people�s hearts can sometimes overwhelm the man. He points up.
Kid:
What are you talking about?
Angel:
God wants to have a great relationship with you people. But the thing is, you people don�t seem to want that for some reason. Not sure why, I think it�s because people are just stupid, but Dave tells me I�m wrong, which I don�t doubt at all, since I was wrong about a lot of things.
Kid:
We don�t want a relationship with God? Oh please, that�s bullshit.
Angel:
Angel points to a part of the bed that Kid can sit down on. Kid sits down and the two pick up the conversation again. Again, you think so. But what you think is not always right. God loves everyone, He really does. Have you heard of separation of Church and State? Kid nods. God never wanted to govern you people. There should be no need to separate the two. He doesn�t even like the Church all that much. He thinks it�s stupid that people wake up early every Sunday morning to go to church and half-ass a prayer. You think He wants a huge building in the center of town? Please, God couldn�t care less about that kind of thing. He�s God! He didn�t want the Church to become a political power, like it is today. He never wanted it to be at the point where you need to separate Church from State. He doesn�t want to be separated from you people.
Kid:
Doubtful again And what makes you think we�re the ones separating ourselves?
Angel:
Um�hello! He points to himself Angel here. I don�t THINK. I know! You people complain about how God is separating Himself from you while at the same time, you are doing all you can to separate yourselves from Him. You do nothing but praise Him! None of you actually talk TO Him! You just go on and on about how great He is, how so �godly� He is. By doing that you are saying, �We�re not worthy to be in your presence.� You people degrade yourselves! God made you in His image. God MADE you! Of course you�re worthy! But none of you think that. Stop praising Him and just talk to Him. That�s all He really wants.
There is a bit of a pause. Angel is shaking his head a bit as if in disgust. Meanwhile, Kid looks down as if he is thinking. After a brief moment of silence, Kid looks up at Angel.
Kid:
Say, if God can do everything, can He create a rock that�s so heavy that not even He can lift it?
Angel:
Confused Does it matter?
Kid:
Yes. Because that would mean God can�t do everything. Either he can�t make that rock or He can�t pick it up.
Angel:
You�re right, He can�t do everything. That�s another thing. You people talk about how He can do everything. There are some things He just has no control over. For example, He can�t get you people to stop trying to find all of His flaws! He gives you so much and in return, you point out every little detail that proves He isn�t perfect. You search feverishly to find His flaws�much the same way you are with your friends. Angel looks to the side to think again, then he looks back at kid. Eesh, bit of a round about way of getting here, but this is why I�m here. So enough with this God talk. You can talk to Him later. Don�t worry though, I�m used to this. Everybody always wants to talk about God. They never want to talk about me and being an angel and my amazing, yet short-lived singing career.
Kid:
You were a singer?
Angel:
A brief pause before he answers No, not really. I�m an angel, I�ve never even been alive!
Kid:
So anyway, why are you here?
Angel:
He stands up, while Kid remains seated. To show you to yourself. To maybe get you to that little brain of yours. Angel knocks on Kid�s head three times. Then he holds out his hand. Now come on, let�s get started.
We are now in a different bedroom. Enter Male Friend. We see another kid sitting in his room. He is actually lying on his back in his bed, looking up at the ceiling. He is talking to himself.
Male Friend:
Jesus Christ, what�s up with him anyway? I don�t get him. We�re friends but he refuses to even talk to me. I hate him. He�s so frickin� annoying. But then, we are friends, at least, I thought so.
Kid:
Directed towards Male Friend Hey, who you talking about? Male Friend doesn�t seem to notice him. Hey. Hey! Kid turns to Angel Hey, what�s up? Why�s he ignoring me?
Angel:
With a bag of pretzels in hand and a handful of pretzels in his mouth Hant vu sheen da mobiez?
Kid:
What?
Angel?
Swallows Haven�t you seen the movies? You know all those Christmas movies? He can�t hear you; he can�t see you. You�re not physically here. You�re having an out-of-body, learning experience.
Kid:
Oh, I think I get it. So�who�s he talking about?
Angel:
With more pretzels in his mouth Chake a chess.
Kid:
What?
Angel:
Swallows Take a guess.
Kid:
Looks down sadly He�s talking about me, isn�t he?
Angel:
Hey! How�d you guess? Reaches out his hand again We�re not finished. I have to show you more. Goddamn Dickens has got Dave having us angels showing twice as much stuff that you don�t want to see than usual! I swear, ever since He got that book, it�s been nothing but trouble for us. Damn Brits�
Kids:
Takes hand Yah, I never did like Dickens.
They are then transported to a new and different bedroom with a new friend. Enter Female Friend. She is in a similar position as the Male Friend, upon her back on her bed. She has a letter in her hand. Enter Kid and Angel. They appear on the other side of the room.
Female Friend:
God. This is so frustrating. He says he wants to help but he can�t even help himself. I mean, I want to help him, I really do. But he needs to put in some effort too! I�m getting tired of this. I swear, he is just trying to get us to give up so he has a reason to be depressed.
Kid:
Sadly She�s talking about me, isn�t she?
Angel:
Sarcastically No. She�s talking about Dennis Miller. Of course she�s talking about you. Why else would I bring you here?
Female Friend:
I hate him. I hate how he is. I hate that I love him so much, but he doesn�t seem to love anyone. I used to think I could help. I thought we were friends, but I guess I was wrong.
Kid:
Angered and directed at Female Friend We are! I love you, I really do! I�m so sorry!
Angel:
God, why do they always do this?
Kid:
Turns to Angel Do what?
Angel:
Talk to the people who can�t hear you! I already told you; she doesn�t know you�re here. She can�t hear you, and yet you keep talking to her. Why do people always do that? Stupid people. Shakes his head.
Kid:
I don�t know. I�m just getting angry with myself.
Angel:
Come on. Let�s roll. He reaches his hand out again. Kid takes his hand.
They are now located on a street corner. Angel and Kid are sitting side by side, just looking straight ahead.
Angel:
They both love you, you know.
Kid:
Looks down sadly Yah, I know.
Angel:
He stands up and stretches. I�ll be back in a sec. Nature calls. Takes out a cell phone from his pocket and starts walking away but stops. Hello Nature? What�s up? He looks back at Kid. See? It�s a joke. Nature�calling�phone�.calling�nat�shut up. Ah forget it.
Angel walks away and puts the phone back in his pocket. Kid just sits there silent and staring at the ground. He is deep in thought.
Kid:
Ugh�sitting here all alone�.
Angel:
Walks back in and sits back down next to Kid. Makes you lonely.
Kid:
But what does it matter anyway?
Angel:
You don�t make a difference.
Kid:
To anyone or anything.
Angel:
The pride was once there though.
Kid:
But now it�s gone.
Angel:
Due to something?
Kid:
I just can�t figure it out.
Angel:
Figure what out?
Kid:
Why it is I hate�
Angel:
Your friends? Why do you say that?
Kid:
I never said that. You added that.
Angel:
Did I now?
Kid:
Yes! I don�t hate them.
Angel:
So why do you think you do?
Kid:
I don�t think I do.
Angel:
You don�t think you do?
Kid:
No, I don�t hate them.
Angel:
So what�s the problem?
Kid:
They hate me.
Angel:
So says you.
Kid:
What�s that mean?
Angel:
Think about it.
Kid:
Just tell me.
Angel:
Okay, I tell you mountains aren�t real.
Kid:
I say that�s bullshit.
Angel:
Point proven.
Kid:
I don�t understand.
Angel:
Never will you with this attitude!
Kid:
What?
Angel:
Okay, just pay attention. You listening?
Kid:
Yes.
Angel:
Self-hatred leads to jealousy; jealousy leads to doubt; doubt leads to the end.
Kid:
Something tells me I�m supposed to figure this one out on my own.
Angel:
Excited and sarcastic Hey hey! Very good kid! I�m here to teach you but only if you are willing to learn. And in life there are some things you just have to learn on your own, no one can teach you. You can�t keep relying on others for answers.
Kid:
Yah, life sucks.
Angel:
Yah, just don�t blame God for it. It�s not His fault. You guys made it this way.
Kid:
Yah, I know.
Angel:
Good. He looks up at the sky. I got at two messages across, G-Dawg! He stops and just stares up at the sky.
Kid:
Looks at Angel You okay?
Angel:
You ever look up at the sky? I mean, really look up at it?
Kid:
No, why?
Angel:
I think that�s my favorite thing Dave�s created. The sky is so beautiful. Sometimes I wish I lived on this planet because of it. It�s the closest thing to perfection on this planet. Yah, I often wish I lived here.
Kid:
No you don�t. It�s not worth it.
Angel:
It�s what you make of it.
Kid:
Very clich�.
Angel:
Very true, too. Look up at the sky. Kid looks up at the sky with Angel. Do you see it? All those colors mixed into one picture. The colors swirl around each other, they interact. One color can help bring out another. They�re�.they�re peaceful.
Kid:
Nods and stops looking up and looks over at Angel Hey, I have a question.
Angel:
Still looking up Shoot.
Kid:
I haven�t exactly been the greatest person. Does that mean I�m going to hell?
Angel:
Still looking up Kid, there�s no such thing as hell.
Kid:
Surprised What?
Angel:
Yep, there�s no such place as hell, or purgatory for that matter.
Kid:
So you mean to tell me Adolf Hitler is in Heaven.
Angel:
Yep. I told you God loves everyone. Hitler made mistakes, yes. Big mistakes. But everyone makes mistakes. People say that Hitler doesn�t deserve to be there, but what makes those people think they themselves deserve to be there?
Kid:
I guess so�
Angel:
Looks over at Kid The moment you die, you stand before Him, but He doesn�t judge you. The whole judging thing, that�s a human thing. God doesn�t do it. He just let�s everyone in. People think it�s crazy. I�m sure you�ve heard the story of the lion and the lamb, right? Kid nods. Well, normally that lion would eat the lamb, but it didn�t. That�s how Heaven is. In fact, Hitler plays chess with some of the very same Jews he killed! I mean, Hitler sucks at chess, but still�it�s a good example. That�s not to say Heaven is perfection. No, arguments happen all the time. The difference is that violence is virtually unheard of. Forgive and forget, that�s how it works.
Kid:
But I haven�t been baptized.
Angel:
That�s okay. That too is a human thing. You don�t need to be baptized to get into Heaven. You really think God cares if you�ve been baptized? Hell, Hitler�s in Heaven, kid. You�ve got nothing to worry about it. He loves all His people, remember? He doesn�t want anyone to have eternal damnation and suffering. He can�t take it!
Kid:
So what about Satan?
Angel:
Ah, he just plays around. See, that whole tempting thing is just a little joke between him and God. Satan isn�t really all that evil. You people just don�t like to feel so guilty about being so damn cruel to each other, so you blame him for your sins. Satan does tempt sometimes, joking around with God, don�t ask, I don�t get it either, but it�s you people who actually do the tempting. You can say the devil tempted you into stealing a video game, but then, Satan didn�t make the game, much less teach you what games to like and what things you want. Personal choice, kid.
Kid:
So you�re telling me everything here is a lie?
Angel:
No, not everything.
Kid:
So what�s not a lie?
Angel:
Looks back up at the sky THAT�S truth.
Kid:
He looks over at Angel for a second. You know, I just realized, for an angel, you�ve got a pretty foul mouth.
Angel:
Looks over at Kid and laughs. Hah, like you�re much better? Like I said, it doesn�t really matter, it�s all about how you act. I mean, God doesn�t use that language though. He�s�like a white Will Smith. Besides, words are just that, words.
Kid:
So God is white?
Angel:
Yah, just, not white like you and me. He�s actually white white. Like, if you see a piece of paper in a notebook, that�s God. Stands up Now come on. Reaches out. I�ve got one more thing to show you and I�m running low on time. Kid grabs his hand.
They are not in another friend�s bedroom. Girl is sitting on her bed with a knife in hand.
Kid:
Scared Oh no! turns to Angel, but Angel just gives him a look telling him to keep watching.
Girl:
I give up. No one wants anything to do with me. I know, how can anyone possibly love me. Look at me. I�m a freak! She moves the knife closer to her wrists
Kid:
No! Oh God, please don�t! Please! He turns back towards Angel Do something!
Angel:
Looks actually sad Sorry, kid. That�s not within my power.
Girl:
I mean nothing to anyone. I�m always there for my so-called friends, but they never talk to me. I do my best to help them, but they just ignore me.
Kid:
Not true! Not true!
Girl:
Knife is now resting on her wrists Whatever. Not like anyone cares. Besides, who�s going to notice I�m gone?
Kid:
I care! I will notice! Don�t do this to me! He turns back towards Angel.
Angel:
Looking ashamed and sorry I�m�.sorry. looks up and whispers I hope you�re happy.
The camera focuses on the face of the girl, then cuts to Kid. There is no sound at this point, but Kid looks really shocked and surprised. He mouths �No� and then the phone rings. Cut to the other side of the line, which is back in Female Friend�s bedroom. Female Friend is sitting on her bed with phone in hand. Angel and Kid suddenly appear in her room and just watch her.
Female Friend:
Where is she? God, take forever! Hah, that�s just like her! Ah, what are we ever going to do with you, hah! I�m playin�, you know I love you!
Angel claps twice and Angel and Kid are now back in Kid�s room. Kid looks really sad and his head is hanging low, staring at the ground.
Kid:
So this is how it is?
Angel:
I�m sorry, but it�s not my call�.
Kid:
Extremely angry Damn it! I hate you! I hate you God! I hate you! In tears.
Angel:
Hey, whoa, hold up there kid! Though God does usually decide when people die, this wasn�t His call. That was her call. She ended her life, not God.
Kid:
Calming down slightly I guess�.it�s all my fault. I should have been more caring and loving. I loved her, I just never showed it enough. I love all of them. I just, didn�t show it. Please tell me that the others don�t end up this way.
Angel:
Can�t say.
Kid:
Very angry Why not?
Angel:
Because I don�t know! We�ve been over this; you can�t keep relying on me for answers! This is your world, not mine! You�ve got something to do with these lives, not me. All I can do is keep them safe from �outside forces� until the Man gives the order. This is your world! I can only do so much! You have to do things on your own. And here�s where you start. Go!
Kid:
Runs at Angel and starts hitting him in the chest No! I hate you! Why did you do this to me? I hate you! I hate you! Kid starts to fall to his knees but Angel catches him and picks him up.
Angel:
Kid, you would have had to face this sometime. Look, I�m sorry you had to see your friend die, but you had to learn something. Supportively She loved you. It�s not your fault she didn�t believe you loved her too. She hurt a lot of people tonight.
Kid:
So what do I do?
Angel:
Just keep going with that thought you have.
Kid:
Shocked How do you know what I�m thinking?
Angel:
Points to himself Hello, angel here. We�ve been over this, haven�t we?
Kid:
Drained Right, sorry. I forgot.
Angel:
Looks at watch Well hey, my time here is done. I got to bounce kid. Catch you on the flipside. Pauses and looks at Kid.
Kid:
Drained and not really paying attention Yah, okay, bye.
Angel:
Starts to walk away, but stops and looks back at Kid, who had dropped to his knees and his head hanging low. To himself Err�damn being compassionate! He walks over to Kid and puts his hand on Kid�s back There is one thing you can do.
Kid:
I know.
Angel:
She just hurt a lot of people that thought they were friends. Conveniently, you�re friends with those people, should you choose to accept the fact, that is. You want to show them you care, be there to help them through this.
Kid:
But how can I help them through this when I need help myself?
Angel:
I�ll let you figure that one out.
Kid:
After a pause I�m sorry.
Angel:
Taken back by the apology. Wha�.what? What for?
Kid:
I should have been smarter. If I had been, you wouldn�t have to waste time on me.
Angel:
No kid, it�s not a problem, trust me. I mean, come on kid, I�m a freakin� angel! I�ve got eternity to spare! It�s not a waste of my time. Kid still looks glum And buddy, that�s the attitude people don�t like. You constantly say you�re a waste of time and apologizing. They�re your friends! If they didn�t want to talk to you, they wouldn�t! I know they don�t always spark conversations, but sometimes they just don�t know what to say.
Kid:
I know. They�re my friends. They don�t care if I waste their time.
Angel:
Smiling Yah, that�s the spirit! He starts to turn around but stops. He looks to the side to think. He turns back around to face Kid. Wait a minute, no, no it�s not! You�re not wasting their time!
Kid:
Whatever you say�.
Angel:
Fine. Be all mopey-dopey. Be that way! I can�t believe I just said, �mopey-dopey!� But I�m not going to sit here and watch you sulk. Later. Starts to leave
Kid:
People who commit suicide can�t go to Heaven�
Angel:
Stops and turns around again Hah! We�ve been over this too, kid. You know what I�m going to say.
Kid:
Yah, it�s not that they can�t, it�s just that we don�t think they do, right?
Angel:
Bingo. Well, I�ve really got to go. Got to appear as a burning bush to some dude in Mexico�don�t ask. Starts to leave again
Kid:
Damn it!
Angel:
Stops and turns around very quickly What now?
Kid:
Very angry This is the part where you tell me that I get a second chance! This is when you tell me I get a chance to save my friend! What happened to the happily ever after ending?
Angel:
Gently What can I tell you? What do you want me to say? That�s life. The thing about the Dickens story is that it was a novel. Dickens could do whatever he wanted. He could manifest a happily ever after ending. This, kid, is real life. There are rarely happily ever after endings, and almost never second chances. Pauses but then, it�s all a matter of perspective.
Kid:
Calming down slowly I�I don�t understand.
Angel:
Give it time. You can�t always get things right the first time around. I�ll catch you later. Here, I�ll open the door for you so that you can hear me leave. Okay? Would you like that? Okay? Kid just sits there looking down. Okay, well, remember what you�ve told me. Remember what you�ve learned.
Kid:
Thank you.
Angel:
Hey, no need to thank me, kid. I didn�t teach you a damn thing. Later, homes! Turns around and walks to the door. He opens the door and walks out and then closes it. Camera pans back over to Kid who is still on his knees.
Cut to Kid, Male Friend, and Female Friend all standing around outsid.
Female Friend:
So yah, thanks for everything. I really appreciate you trying to help out. I just, I still can�t believe she�d do something like that.
Male Friend:
Me neither. And yah, thanks.
Kid:
No need to thank me. I�m just glad I can have a second chance to be a friend. I didn�t do such a great job the first time around. Kid looks up to the sky I just wish that she could have seen the sky too. Cut to black and the credits roll.
After the credits we see a final scene. Angel is sitting on a chair reading a magazine. He is reading and then all of a sudden he perks up as if he heard what Kid said. He folds up the magazine and looks sort of down.
Angel:
Oh! Oh! What, huh? What now? Oh! Yah! Yah! That�s right! He looks off to the side Did you heard that, Dave? The sky? That was me.
God (offstage):
Yes. You did a good job.
Angel:
Of course I did. I am the renegade kick ass master of funk!
God (offstage):
Shut up.
Angel:
Oh, sorry, G-Dawg.
God (offstage):
Stop calling me that.
Angel:
Sorry, Dave goes back to reading the magazine and whispers God, what a prick.
God (offstage):
WHAT?
Angel:
Looks up quickly and acts nervously Oh, oh god! Oh god, I�m sorry. I didn�t mean it. Didn�t mean it dude. So sorry man, so sorry.
God (offstage):
You know, there is no hell but I�m willing to make one.
Angel:
Stops moving all together What? You�you can�t. You wouldn�t. You couldn�t.
God (offstage):
Hah hah! Relax. I�m just joking.
Angel:
Kind of pissed off bus still nervous Heh, heh heh heh heh, heh. Very funny Dave, very funny. I mean it too. Seriously, you should do stand up. I�m not even lying. Stops kissing up and goes back to reading.
God (offstage):
After a brief pause Get out.
Angel:
In a panic Right. Sorry, David. I�ll catch you later. He exits carrying the magazine.
God (offstage):
That�s my magazine.
Angel:
Angel comes running back into the picture and places the magazine on the chair. Right, sorry. He starts to leave.
God (offstage):
Wait! I have a new job for you�
Cut to Angel holding a broom and sweeping in the kitchen. Another angel walks by him laughing, but continues to walk away.
Angel:
What? Yah, that�s right. Walk away from me, walk away! Yah, what now? Huh? He smirks Heh. Yah, that�s right. I�m still the renegade kick ass master of funk.
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