Class is ending. BOY approaches TEACHER.
BOY: Hey, Mr. Rothstein? I’ve got kind of a hard question.
TEACHER: What is it, buddy?
BOY: Well, I’m getting older and I’m starting to think about…well, about where we all came from.
TEACHER: (Hesitates) Um…maybe you should ask your parents about this one.
BOY: No, no. I don’t think they know as much about this as you do.
TEACHER: (Pretty satisfied): Well, I did teach middle school health for six months, so…
BOY: Yeah, and I’m pretty sure physics is a part of it too.
TEACHER: Uh…sounds like you already know a thing or two.
BOY: Not really, but I mean, I think about it a lot. Sometimes, I get distracted during class, and, well…
(Teacher shudders)
BOY: I think about it at night a lot, too.
TEACHER: You know what, I really don’t think you should be telling me this.
BOY: Why not? You always say how important learning and discovery are!
TEACHER: Dear God.
BOY: See, but is God part of it? What is God?
TEACHER: Now we’re getting into a really complicated debate.
BOY: I want you to teach me.
TEACHER: (Sweating) I’m sorry?
BOY: Tomorrow, under a clear night sky. In the woods, by the old golf course.
TEACHER: (Freaking out) I can’t do that.
BOY: Then will you please just tell me…
TEACHER: You want me to tell you about sex?
BOY: What? I was asking about the Big Bang.
TEACHER: Wait…you mean…as in the creation of the universe?
BOY: Yeah! Wait, what’s sex?
Blackout. End of Scene.
— JS ’19