(CHOPIN ETUDE)
SS: You seem far away tonight.
GK: No, I'm right here.
SS: What are you thinking about?
GK: Oh, nothing. Things.
SS: Your mind just seems to be elsewhere these days. It makes me feel like I'm a potted plant or something. Do you even realize that I exist?
GK: Is that a question?
SS: I fix meals, I do laundry, I look after Josh, I try to make your life nice, and you don't even give me the time of day. What's going on with you?
GK: I thought it was going to be spring. Monday. It just seemed to be headed in that direction.
SS: That's why you're all owly and gloomy.
GK: The snow was melting.
SS: It's February.
GK: I realize that. I just got blindsided by raw hope, I guess. I got smacked by hope.
SS: Are you on drugs of some sort?
GK: What do you mean?
SS: Some kind of unreality drugs -- (PHONE RING) Who could be calling this late? Are you expecting a call? (PHONE RING) It's those darned fundraisers -- they call after ten o'clock now-- they're just relentless. (PHONE RING)
GK: Maybe it's Josh.
SS: Oh dear. (PHONE PICK UP) Hello? Oh hi honey. (VOICE) You're where? (VOICE) Who is she? (VOICE) I'm only asking-- where is she from? (VOICE) How did you meet her? (VOICE) Don't take that tone of voice with me. I am your mother, I have a right to know a few things about you. (VOICE) No, that's not all right. We talked about that. (VOICE) No, I mean it. You said you'd be home by midnight. (VOICE) I don't care. A promise is a promise. (HANGUP, DIAL TONE) Josh? Josh? (HANGS UP) -- he hung up on me.
GK: Where is he?
SS: With someone named Arianna.
GK: Who is she?
SS: That's what I'm trying to establish.
GK: Well, he's seventeen. The boy is moving out.
SS: He said he might not be home until one.
GK: Did he sound drunk?
SS: That's not the point.
GK: Well, we're just going to have to trust him. He's a big boy now. If he found someone, then he found someone.
SS: Is that what you call parenting? (PHONE RING) Oh for crying out loud. You talk to him. (PHONE RING) He's your son, you talk to him. Go ahead. (PHONE RING) Tell him about condoms while you're at it. (PICK UP)
GK: Hello. (VOICE) No, that's okay. (VOICE) I see. Yes, we certainly are interested in supporting the Science Museum. (VOICE) Uh huh. Migratory fowl, right. (VOICE) Yes, I think I did know that about the male wood duck. (VOICE) Is that right? And the snowy owl, too. (VOICE) That's fascinating.
SS: Who is that?
GK: Sciencer Museum. (VOICE) Yes, I'm here.
SS: Don't stay on the phone. What if Josh calls back?
GK: I'll hear if he calls. (VOICE) Yes, I have my credit card right here. (VOICE) Sure, glad to make an additional contribution.
SS: Hurry up.
GK: A hundred bucks? Fine. (VOICE) Uh, let me ask. They're taking a poll on science literacy -- do you know what the gestation period of the caribou is?
SS: I have no idea what you're talking about.
GK: Nine months.
SS: Your son is out with a young woman we've never met and you're talking about caribou? I don't get it.
GK: Okay. Thanks very much.
SS: What do you mean, thanks very much?
GK: Talking to him. (VOICE) Okay, I'll be watching for that in the mail. Bye. (CLICK) Let's turn out the light and go to bed.
SS: How can you say that? Your son is out there doing God knows what with who knows who?
GK: Come here.
SS: I'm not in the mood, thank you very much.
GK: It's spring, I want to put my arms around you.
SS: That's all?
GK: You'll want more but I'll control myself.
SS: I just want my hands free in case my son calls me on the phone.
GK: The male caribou battles for the female before mating and may lose most of his body fat but that's how he gets in the mood.
SS: Where are you going?
GK: I'm going to go beat the crap out of Mr. Anderson.
SS: Who???
GK: Next door. He's been looking at you. I've seen it.
SS: You're kidding. Right?
GK: I got your interest. I can tell. That's an important first step. (HE GIVES CARIBOU CRY) (A SECOND ONE)
SS: What are you doing? (CARIBOU CRY) If you don't stop that, I'm going to turn on the light. (CARIBOU CRY) Stop it. (SHE GIVES A LITTLE WHOOP)
(BIG PIANO UP)