The lights come up on this scene suddenly. Jamaica. DANIEL lounges on a beach chair. He is strumming the “Daniel’s Song” melody, mostly to himself, using DAN’s guitar. An older JENNY—in her twenties or thirties, the same age DAN has been all along—comes in, wearing sunglasses and a glamorous wrap. She is smiling happily. She sits beside DANIEL, who begins to sing.
“Daniel’s Song” (repeat)
I thought I was on the inside
But now I know it’s all a secret
The three of us together forever in debt
I sat down and took a number
At the table where death resides
Borrowed an ascot to cover my eyes
From the fame that awaited
Now these beautiful days just seem dated…
JENNY: (interrupting him; he stops playing) Oh, Daniel, that was so long ago. Who cares anymore? It’s nothing. It’s over.
(DANIEL and JENNY smile at each other and kiss. JENNY takes off her robe. She goes into the ocean and swims around. DANIEL stands to watch her.)
DANIEL: I care. I’ve written something for you, Jenny.
(He serenades her with this gentle, heartfelt song, which he sings with more conviction than any of the previous songs. At some point, while he plays, the curtain comes down behind him.)
“Don’t Become The Thing You Hated”
Don’t become
Don’t become
Don’t become the thing you hated
The thing you hated
The thing you hated (verse repeats)
Suns rise and sun go down again
Open your Strathcona doors
Let him in, let him in, let him in, let him in (repeat)
Don’t become
Don’t become
Don’t become the thing you hated
The thing you hated
The thing you hated
The thing you hated
(When the song is done, there is canned cheering, canned applause. He bows, then turns and pushes himself through the curtain.)
THE END