Act 3: Drugs

Characters: Middle or high school friends, Frankie and Carrie.

Frankie: Aw, it's nothing, Carrie. I'm fine, just fine.

Carrie: Well you don't act "just fine." Lately you've been walking around like you're in a daze with that glassy look in your eyes. And when I try to talk to you, it's like you don't even hear me.

Frankie: Hey, I'm fine, just fine. You know what you need? You need to try some of this stuff I got. It'll make you feel just fine, too.

Carrie: What do you mean "stuff"? What kind of stuff!

Frankie: It's just some pills I got from this guy. He gave them to me to try and see if I liked 'em. And they're great, man, just great. You ought to try 'em.

Carrie: Frankie!!! Are you taking drugs!!??

Frankie: Yeah, ain't it cool? I feel like I'm floating on a cloud way up in the sky.

Carrie: Frankie, drugs are definitely not "cool." They'll make you sick and maybe even kill you. Are you crazy or something? Why do you want to take drugs?

Frankie: Aw, man, you don't understand. They make you forget all your troubles.

Carrie: Frankie, you didn't have any troubles until you started taking drugs. You were making good grades until a couple of weeks ago, and you've flunked every test you've had since then. And the teachers have noticed something's wrong, too. They've been keeping you after class trying to talk to you.

Frankie: Aw, they don't understand, either. But I thought you would understand, Carrie.

Carrie: I understand one thing for sure. You need help Frankie. Will you come with me to see my preacher? He says Jesus is the only cure for people who drink or take drugs. I've seen him pray for people in church and they quit drinking and using drugs.

Frankie: Aw, you know I don't go to church. I don't believe in all that stuff.

Carrie: Frankie, I don't want to say this, but I've got to. If you won't go with me to talk to my preacher, then, well I just won't be able to see you anymore.

Frankie: Aw, Carrie, you don't mean that, do you? Huh, do you?

Carrie: Yes, Frankie, I do.... Well, are you going with me to see the preacher?

Frankie: Okay, I guess I'll go. What can it hurt? He's always nice to me when he sees me. But I still don't think these pills are any big problem.

Carrie: They won't be a big problem, Frankie, if you'll let Jesus help you. C'mon, let's go see the preacher right now and he'll tell you all about Jesus.

Act IV: Sex