The setting is a darkened room, very early in the morning. There is a table, illumined with a bright light, holding the aftermath of a party: bread and a cutting knife, crumpled napkins, a goblet and wine bottles, etc. The Prodigal sits next to the table, relaxed, sated with the feast. The Brother stands in the shadows, somewhat tense.

Prodigal: [Holding the goblet, reflective; drinks slowly, eats pieces of food from the table, shakes his head, wonders, smiles; very contemplative. Sits alone for a time.]

Brother: [Enters from the shadows; walks slowly to the table. The Prodigal watches him. Brother cuts a small piece of bread and eats it very deliberately, then wipes his hands on a napkin. Prodigal tries to pour more wine into his goblet, but his bottle is empty. Brother picks up a full bott…