[The Elder Son is hoeing in the field. A servant comes out. The Elder Son calls to him.]
Elder Son: I hear music and dancing in the house; what do these things mean?
Servant: Thy brother is come; thy father hath killed the fatted calf, because he hath received him safe and sound. Thy father sendeth for thee to come in. [The Elder Brother shows anger.]
Elder Brother: I will not go in. Why should he make merry over my brother who has wasted his living?
[The Father comes out.]
Father: My son, wilt thou come unto the feast? Thy lost brother hath returned!
Elder Son: Lo, these many years do I serve thee; neither have I at any time disobeyed thee, yet thou never gavest me a kid that I might make merry with my friends. But as soon as thy son was come, which hath wasted thy living, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.
Father: Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine. It was meet that we should make merry and be glad, for this thy brother was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found. Come thou in to greet thy brother!
[They both go in.]
End