Brothers
Drama
SUNDAY MORNING READERS' THEATER
Cast: Two brothers, NATHAN and JOSHUA
Length:
6 minutes
NATHAN is seated on his stool, looking dejected. JOSHUA enters and goes up to him.
NATHAN: (Jumping up) There you are, brother! I thought you'd never come.
JOSHUA: (Taking his seat) It was hard to get away. There's so much going on this time of year.
NATHAN: I know. And I really appreciate it. Tell me, how is our father?
JOSHUA:
As well as can be expected. He's getting old, you know. And life has been hard for him these last few years.
NATHAN:
I know. That's all my fault and I'm sorry.
JOSHUA:
Well, I'm glad to hear that. I thought you were too hardhearted to even notice how much he's suffered.
NATHAN: I noticed. But you were right. I didn't care. But now I do care. I want to come home and make things right.
JOSHUA: How do I know you're telling the truth? Why should I believe you?
NATHAN: I've never lied to you, Joshua. Or to Dad. My sins were of a different sort.
JOSHUA:
No, I suppose you're right. You told us all exactly what you were going to do: take your inheritance and run, leaving me to watch over our estates and Dad's well-being.
NATHAN: I thought he could look after himself and the estates. And as for you ... I guess I didn't think.
JOSHUA: No, you never think, do you, Nathan? Or, rather, you think only about yourself. Didn't you see Dad was getting old? Didn't you realize how much your leaving would hurt him?
NATHAN: No, I didn't. I admit it. But things have changed. I want to come home now and make it up to him.
JOSHUA: I suppose that's because the money is all gone.
NATHAN: (Hanging his head) For some time now. I've been living in ... in squalor. Even the pigs eat better than I do.
JOSHUA:
Pretty different from the cushy life you had at home.
NATHAN: Very different. And it's made me take a long look at myself.
JOSHUA:
Well, praise God for that! Nothing else would.
NATHAN:
I know you tried to tell me ...
JOSHUA: And tried and tried. But you wouldn't listen to anyone who told you what you didn't want to hear.
NATHAN: I know, Josh. I was wrong. But I want to change all that.
JOSHUA:
You want to come home?
NATHAN:
Yes.
JOSHUA: And I suppose take up just where you left off, the pampered little boy. The spoiled younger son.
NATHAN: No, I'm going to do my share from now on.
JOSHUA: And I suppose you'll want your share of what's left of Dad's money when he dies. Well, you won't get it. You've had your inheritance. There won't be any more.
NATHAN: That's all right. I don't expect it. I'll work for wages. But I want to see Dad again. And make things right between us.
JOSHUA:
I don't think that would be a very good idea.
NATHAN: (Distressed) What? You don't think Dad wants me home?
JOSHUA: No, I don't. You've broken his heart once. Why do you want to do it again?
NATHAN:
It won't be like that this time. I swear ...
JOSHUA: Keep your oaths for your gullible friends. I don't believe you and I never will.
NATHAN: But, Josh ...!
JOSHUA: No, I said! Dad's gotten used to having you gone. Don't stir up old emotions.
NATHAN:
But, I ...
JOSHUA:
There's nothing you could do to make things right. You've done too much wrong. No father could forgive all that.
NATHAN:
I thought he would want ...
JOSHUA:
You have no idea what he would want. You have no idea what's best for him now. He needs to live out the rest of his years in peace. If you came back now, it would open all the old wounds. Besides, how could you possibly ever repay the huge amount he gave you? You'd have to work a hundred years, and you don't have that much time. There's a price to pay for wickedness, you know. And it's about time you started paying it.
NATHAN:
I thought if I came back, I could ...
JOSHUA:
(Interrupting) Forget it! You can't just waltz in as if nothing happened. How do you propose to pay back what you owe - not just the money but the heartache as well?
NATHAN:
I don't ... I don't know.
JOSHUA: No, I didn't expect you would. You're a loser, Nathan. And I'm glad it's finally out in the open for everyone to see. If you had a shred of decency, you'd stay far enough away so that everyone can forget about you and the shame you've brought on our family name.
NATHAN: But Dad's always been so ...
JOSHUA: (Interrupting) So understanding, were you going to say? So soft? So weak that he'd let you come crawling back no matter what you've done?
NATHAN: I don't think of that as weak ...
JOSHUA: No, you wouldn't. Not if it's to your advantage. Well, sometimes he is weak. And soft. But I'm not. And I won't let it happen. I won't let him take you back. Somebody has to stand up for what's right. Somebody's got to have some standards of decency. There are some sins that are simply unforgivable. And this is one of them.
NATHAN: (Dismayed) Josh, please!
JOSHUA: You should have thought before how this little adventure of yours might turn out. It's too late now.
JOSHUA gets up to leave.
NATHAN:
No, Josh! Don't go!
JOSHUA:
Don't come home, Nate. I mean it!
He leaves. NATHAN sits alone with his head in his hands, crying.
Length:
6 minutes
NATHAN is seated on his stool, looking dejected. JOSHUA enters and goes up to him.
NATHAN: (Jumping up) There you are, brother! I thought you'd never come.
JOSHUA: (Taking his seat) It was hard to get away. There's so much going on this time of year.
NATHAN: I know. And I really appreciate it. Tell me, how is our father?
JOSHUA:
As well as can be expected. He's getting old, you know. And life has been hard for him these last few years.
NATHAN:
I know. That's all my fault and I'm sorry.
JOSHUA:
Well, I'm glad to hear that. I thought you were too hardhearted to even notice how much he's suffered.
NATHAN: I noticed. But you were right. I didn't care. But now I do care. I want to come home and make things right.
JOSHUA: How do I know you're telling the truth? Why should I believe you?
NATHAN: I've never lied to you, Joshua. Or to Dad. My sins were of a different sort.
JOSHUA:
No, I suppose you're right. You told us all exactly what you were going to do: take your inheritance and run, leaving me to watch over our estates and Dad's well-being.
NATHAN: I thought he could look after himself and the estates. And as for you ... I guess I didn't think.
JOSHUA: No, you never think, do you, Nathan? Or, rather, you think only about yourself. Didn't you see Dad was getting old? Didn't you realize how much your leaving would hurt him?
NATHAN: No, I didn't. I admit it. But things have changed. I want to come home now and make it up to him.
JOSHUA: I suppose that's because the money is all gone.
NATHAN: (Hanging his head) For some time now. I've been living in ... in squalor. Even the pigs eat better than I do.
JOSHUA:
Pretty different from the cushy life you had at home.
NATHAN: Very different. And it's made me take a long look at myself.
JOSHUA:
Well, praise God for that! Nothing else would.
NATHAN:
I know you tried to tell me ...
JOSHUA: And tried and tried. But you wouldn't listen to anyone who told you what you didn't want to hear.
NATHAN: I know, Josh. I was wrong. But I want to change all that.
JOSHUA:
You want to come home?
NATHAN:
Yes.
JOSHUA: And I suppose take up just where you left off, the pampered little boy. The spoiled younger son.
NATHAN: No, I'm going to do my share from now on.
JOSHUA: And I suppose you'll want your share of what's left of Dad's money when he dies. Well, you won't get it. You've had your inheritance. There won't be any more.
NATHAN: That's all right. I don't expect it. I'll work for wages. But I want to see Dad again. And make things right between us.
JOSHUA:
I don't think that would be a very good idea.
NATHAN: (Distressed) What? You don't think Dad wants me home?
JOSHUA: No, I don't. You've broken his heart once. Why do you want to do it again?
NATHAN:
It won't be like that this time. I swear ...
JOSHUA: Keep your oaths for your gullible friends. I don't believe you and I never will.
NATHAN: But, Josh ...!
JOSHUA: No, I said! Dad's gotten used to having you gone. Don't stir up old emotions.
NATHAN:
But, I ...
JOSHUA:
There's nothing you could do to make things right. You've done too much wrong. No father could forgive all that.
NATHAN:
I thought he would want ...
JOSHUA:
You have no idea what he would want. You have no idea what's best for him now. He needs to live out the rest of his years in peace. If you came back now, it would open all the old wounds. Besides, how could you possibly ever repay the huge amount he gave you? You'd have to work a hundred years, and you don't have that much time. There's a price to pay for wickedness, you know. And it's about time you started paying it.
NATHAN:
I thought if I came back, I could ...
JOSHUA:
(Interrupting) Forget it! You can't just waltz in as if nothing happened. How do you propose to pay back what you owe - not just the money but the heartache as well?
NATHAN:
I don't ... I don't know.
JOSHUA: No, I didn't expect you would. You're a loser, Nathan. And I'm glad it's finally out in the open for everyone to see. If you had a shred of decency, you'd stay far enough away so that everyone can forget about you and the shame you've brought on our family name.
NATHAN: But Dad's always been so ...
JOSHUA: (Interrupting) So understanding, were you going to say? So soft? So weak that he'd let you come crawling back no matter what you've done?
NATHAN: I don't think of that as weak ...
JOSHUA: No, you wouldn't. Not if it's to your advantage. Well, sometimes he is weak. And soft. But I'm not. And I won't let it happen. I won't let him take you back. Somebody has to stand up for what's right. Somebody's got to have some standards of decency. There are some sins that are simply unforgivable. And this is one of them.
NATHAN: (Dismayed) Josh, please!
JOSHUA: You should have thought before how this little adventure of yours might turn out. It's too late now.
JOSHUA gets up to leave.
NATHAN:
No, Josh! Don't go!
JOSHUA:
Don't come home, Nate. I mean it!
He leaves. NATHAN sits alone with his head in his hands, crying.

