| In the Stewarts' home. Ellen Stewart is preparing dinner in the kitchen as her son Robbie comes home from school. | |
| Robbie: | Hi, Mom. |
| Ellen: | Hi, Robbie. You're home from school early. |
| Robbie: | Yeah, they're getting the assembly hall ready for the graduation ceremony, so we all got to go home early. Too noise to study. |
| Ellen: | Well, now that you're here, you can help me with dinner. I need those potatoes peeled and sliced. |
| Robbie: | Mom, give me a break. Alexandra's coming over to help me study for my math final. |
| Ellen: | Well, in that case, you can wash the dishes and clean up after dinner. |
| Robbie: | Can I invite Alexandra to stay for dinner? |
| Ellen: | Of course. |
| Robbie: | Thanks, Mom. |
| Ellen: | You and Alexandra have become good friends, haven't you? |
| Robbie: | Yes. I like her. She's a terrific person. I'm going to miss her when she goes back to Greece. |
| Ellen: | Would you like to give her a little farewell party? |
| Robbie: | Mom, that would be terrific! Maybe we could make it a surprise. |
| Ellen: | Oh, I don't know. Surprise parties don't always work out. |
| Robbie: | Well, we could tell her it's a graduation party for me. When Alexandra arrives, we'll surprise her. |
| Ellen: | Well, I suppose that might work. |
| Robbie: | I'd like to give her a nice going-away present. |
| Ellen: | Fine. |
| Robbie: | There's only one problem. |
| Ellen: | What's that? |
| Robbie: | I'm broke. Should have saved some money. |
| Ellen: | I'm sure Alexandra would be happy with something simple, Robbie. |
| Robbie: | I know. But, well, I'd like to give her something nice to remember me by. Maybe I could borrow some money from you and Dad. |
| Ellen: | It's all right with me if it's all right with your dad. |
| Robbie: | Thanks, Mom. I'll talk to him. Is he still in his office? |
| Ellen: | I think so. |
| Robbie: | Thanks, Mom. [He starts to leave.] |
| Ellen: | [She kisses him.] Robbie! Good luck! |
| In Dr. Stewart's office at the hospital. Philip is looking at a patient's chart as the nurse, Molly Baker, enters. | |
| Molly: | Here are the X-rays you wanted. Dr. Stewart. |
| Philip: | Oh. Thank you, Molly. Now, let me check them. |
| Molly: | What do you think? |
| Philip: | I don't see any breaks or fractures. Well, well. Thank you Molly. |
| Molly: | Good. Thank you. [She leaves.] |
| A little later. There is a knock at Dr. Stewart's door. Robbie enters. | |
| Philip: | Come in! Hi, son. |
| Robbie: | Hi, Dad. Am I interrupting you? |
| Philip: | No, no, no, no. What's up? |
| Robbie: | Can we talk? |
| Philip: | Sure. |
| Robbie: | I need some help. |
| Philip: | Well, that's what fathers are for. |
| Robbie: | Well, before I go to college, I have the whole summer ... |
| Philip: | Yes ... |
| Robbie: | And I'm planning to get a job for the summer. |
| Philip: | And what sort of job? |
| Robbie: | I applied for a job as a lifeguard at the community pool. |
| Philip: | Sounds pretty good. |
| Robbie: | Yes. I'll be earning pretty good money if I get it. But right now, I'm kind of short of cash. |
| Philip: | [He laughs.] Who isn't? |
| Robbie: | And my friend Alexandra is going back to Greece. ... |
| Philip: | Nice girl. We'll all miss her. |
| Robbie: | Mom says we can give her a going-away surprise party. |
| Philip: | Good idea. |
| Robbie: | And I'd like to get her a nice gift ... |
| Philip: | What'd you have in mind? |
| Robbie: | Well, a wristwatch, so she'll think of me when she looks at the time. Nothing flashy or expensive. Something simplebut a good one. |
| Philip: | Sounds fine, Robbie. |
| Robbie: | Well, I saw a nice watch. But I'll need a loan. If you could lend me the money, I could pay you back out of my lifeguard salary. |
| Philip: | Well. I guess your mother and I can manage it. When do you need the money? |
| Robbie: | Would tomorrow be OK? |
| Philip: | You've got it. |
| Robbie: | Thanks, Dad. |
| Philip: | My pleasure, Son. Oh, and, Robbie ... |
| Robbie: | Yes? |
| Philip: | You'll probably want the family car so you can drive her home after the party. |
| Robbie: | Could I? |
| Philip: | If you drive carefully. |
| Robbie: | I will. Thanks, Dad. |
| Philip: | My pleasure. |
| Robbie: | You're OK, Dad. |
| Philip: | [He pats him on the shoulder.] You're not so bad yourself, Son. |