Harrison sticks his hand out to Jo Jr. Jo Jr slowly smiles and shakes his hand.

INT. IRISH PUB - NIGHT

A slightly rundown bar, but full of character. The crowd is packed with BIG MEN on their way home from work, beers in hand, the air thick with smoke. Joseph sits at a table. Tommy -- Joseph’s pal from work -- walks over from the bar, carrying two pints. He passes by a GROUP OF MEN with FIDDLES tuning their instruments.

TOMMY: Hey, I’ve got a suggestion for ya: “Kumbayaaaa my lord, Kumbayaaaa!” The Fiddlers boo Tommy, waving him away.

TOMMY (CONT’D): Oh come on! Haven’t you heard? We’re supposed to be singing like the goddamn Protestants now!

Tommy walks off, laughing.

JOSEPH: I don’t think they like your voice.

TOMMY: Neither do I!

Tommy puts the pints down on the table.

JOSEPH: Oh for crying out loud--

TOMMY: I am not leaving here til Isee the bottom of your glass!

Joseph sighs.

TOMMY (CONT’D): That’s my boy!

Tommy raises his glass.

TOMMY (CONT’D): Here’s to us, Joey Miller. The last real Catholic men in an age of queers. Good drinkers, better fathers!

Joseph smiles and clinks his glass with Tommy.

JOSEPH: To better fathers.

Samuel E. Chalsen is an English concentrator in Currier House. He completed a thesis in Screenwriting entitled “American Catholic.” Sam writes and produces the webseries “Ivory Tower” for Harvard Undergraduate Television.