Beat

The Voice of God

JOSHUA. Father. You summon me.

JOSEPH. Stand up straight. Sit.

JOSHUA. Shall I stand, or shall I sit?

JOSEPH. Your mother died this morning.

JOSHUA. Lies.

JOSEPH. My son.

JOSHUA. No. Dare you not say more.

JOSEPH. I fear there is more for me to dare to say.

JOSHUA. Please.

JOSEPH. Her life was taken by this very hand.

JOSEPH. Never was I a savior, but I am not a killer.

JOSHUA. Blood on your hand. Death to your soul.