CYNDI and DEBBY address a dinner for corporate sponsors.

CYNDI

You look at the crowd.

DEBBY

You smile at the crowd.

CYNDI

Proudly.  Happily.

DEBBY

But you feel the medal hanging down from your neck.

CYNDI

It’s heavier than you thought it would be.

DEBBY

Finally you have to look down.  You have to look at it.

CYNDI

You want to make sure it’s real.

DEBBY

Because you can’t believe it.

CYNDI

So you look down.

DEBBY

You see it.  It’s there.  It’s real.

CYNDI

The Gold Medal.  It’s really there.  It’s really real.

DEBBY

It’s yours.

CYNDI

It’s your dream come true.

                (They sigh in unison.)

DEBBY

That was our dream.

CYNDI

And it came so close to becoming reality.

DEBBY

So close, we could feel it.

CYNDI

So close, we could taste victory.

DEBBY

You said that already.

CYNDI

What?

DEBBY

You already used that line.  The one about tasting victory.

CYNDI

Well, it’s true. At least I could taste victory.  I don’t know about you.  You’ve never had much self-confidence.

DEBBY

I’ve got a lot of self-confidence.  I’ve got the spirit of a winner.

CYNDI

You sure don’t show it.  You don’t train half as hard as I do.

DEBBY

In case you’ve forgotten, I can’t train so hard because of my injury.

CYNDI

Aww.  Pity woo.  She hurt her widdle knee.

DEBBY

I didn’t hurt my knee Someone else did.

CYNDI

It’s only a loser who blames other people for her failure.

DEBBY

You know who did it, too.

CYNDI

We said we weren’t going to talk about this.

DEBBY

But you know.

CYNDI

I do not.

DEBBY

You do so.

CYNDI

I happen to have lots of fans and admirers. If one of them wanted me to win so badly that he attacked you and hurt your knee, well, I’m sorry, but there’s nothing I can do.

DEBBY

It was your boyfriend.

CYNDI

Ex-boyfriend.

DEBBY

He wanted to move back in with you.

CYNDI

I didn’t let him, did I?

DEBBY

Your lawyer told you not to.  But you would have.

CYNDI

Nuh-uh.

DEBBY

Because you knew all about it.

CYNDI

They never proved anything in court.

DEBBY

He followed me that day when I was training for the three-thousand meter run and he waited until I stopped to do my stretching exercises and he got out of his car and walked over to me and he hit me in the knee with a sledgehammer and YOU KNEW ALL ABOUT IT.

                    (Pause.)

ADMIT IT.  ADMIT IT.

CYNDI

Oh...Okay.  So I did.

DEBBY

So there.

CYNDI

Just like you spiked my Gatorade.

DEBBY

Now, hold on, sister!

CYNDI

So I couldn’t pass my drug screening test.

DEBBY

What makes you think that I had anything to do with that?

CYNDI

They took my urine sample. They took a blood sample. They asked me how long I had been taking anabolic steroids! Steroids! Me! I told them, there must be some mistake, I would never put a substance like that in my body. My body is a temple! A sacred temple! I would never blaspheme against the sacred temple of my body by using drugs.

DEBBY

Sure.  Sure.

CYNDI

It was then that I knew. I knew somebody had done something. And I knew just who it was, too. I remembered when you had asked for a sip of my Gatorade, and I said yes, because I’m a nice person. You waited until I wasn’t looking and YOU PUT STEROIDS IN MY GATORADE AND YOU DESTROYED MY OLYMPIC CAREER AND YOU DESTROYED MY DREAMS AND YOU DESTROYED MY LIFE!

DEBBY

Turnabout is fair play.

CYNDI

YOU GOT ME FIRST!

DEBBY

DID NOT!

CYNDI

DID SO!

DEBBY

DID NOT!