Life goes on. A man becomes pre-eminent. He is expected to have ... enthusiasms. Enthusiasms. What are mine? What draws my admiration? What is that which gives me joy?
Everyone: (hubbub): Ummmm, radio astronomy, pulsars, interstellar medium,
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advising, scintillation, LIGO, gravity waves, ...
Don: (waits for hubbub to die): Baseball. [Kelley hands him a baseball bat. From this point on, Don can use to bat to menace (delicately).]
Baseball. A man. A man stands alone at the plate. This is the time for what? For individual achievement. There he stands alone. But if he stands in the field--what is he? Part of a team. Everyone: (hubbub): Yes, right, teamwork, team spirit, important to work to- gether, let's all just get along, ...
Don: (alternately points to the candidates, perhaps with the bat): He looks, she catches, she hustles, he throws, he slides, each person is part of one big team. Bats himself the live long day. Babe Ruth, Ty Cobb, and so on.
If he's not part of a team, what is he? Everyone: (hubbub): No one, nobody, worthless, junk, jerk, loser, ... Don: (on the heels of the hubbub): You follow me? No one! Sunny day. Stands are full of fans ... What does this player have to say? "I'm going out there for myself!" But he gets no where, unless the team wins. And to this player, selfish as he is, this is all I have to say. [With sudden violence, he slams the bat down on the fake laptop, which collapses. Everyone is silent with shock.]
Ryan: (after some time) Whoa! You don't like him when he's mad. Don: Any questions? (threatens with bat) [Everyone runs out of the room except Carl.]
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Carl: Actually, Don, I have one question. Don: Go ahead. Carl: What does the "C" in your middle name stand for anyway? Don: It stands for "Corleone." But you can just call me "The Don."
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