This is another entry in the script about a boy who trades places with the priest who molests him. Its kind of a comedy.
This go around i tried to develop more of a descriptive narrative which counters my- "is this supposed to be a play?"- format from before. It's still not perfect but i had so much more fun writing this way and it really helped the scenes. I feel like it gives the characters another life as well. I'm learning as i type.
FATHER BLESIEU
There you are.
Natural instinct makes her put the machine into reverse.
His genitals mesh against the bikes backseat in the bad way... Crash.
A few feet from where he wanted to be, the priest slowly rises.
She switches gears and flips the beast 180 degrees to face the monster.
KILEY
You freaking perve. What are you
doing outside of KEVIN’s house?
FATHER BLESIEU
I’m the head of the Neighborhood
Night Watch.
Like a person of intelligence she pulls out her blade
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 19.
KILEY
If you stayed at home the
neighborhood wouldn’t need
watching.This whole town is going
to find out about what you do.
FATHER BLESIEU
How, are you going to tell them?
You’re just a little girl with an
overactive imagination. I’m their
Priest and much much more than that
I am their confidant. This place
has more secrets than you know and
plenty of people who would look the
other way to keep them safe.Do you
think a child’s words can outweigh
my impact on this community? No one
will believe a stupid little child,
so don’t even try it. You’ve gotten
in my way once and that’s enough.
I’m warning you-
A counter-strike with a jolt of the machine stops his advance.
KILEY
No Priest. I’m warning you. If i
see you anywhere near me again,
I’ll kill you. This knife will be
the ultimate molestor and will
carve a scarlet "R" all over your
face. Don’t believe me? Test me.
You’d better make it your new
mission on this rotting earth to
stay out of my line of vision
because i’m after you. This stupid
little girl isn’t going to fondle
you, she’s gonna fuck you with
sharp metal and then she’s gonna
kill you. Grow Up, Grown up!
The tires cut past him and skid only feet away.
She would have killed herself if she left without saying...
KILEY
I should cut your hands off for
touching Kevin.
Well, maybe not kill herself.
Disappears down the sleeping street.
20.
He looks at his crotch, smiles and thinks "she should cut off more then that"
INT. KEVIN TATCHI BEDROOM- NIGHT
No one lives here right now but its been visited, the lights are on.
On top of the still made comforter is a note; "We Need To Talk - MOM"
INT- TATCHI KITCHEN- NIGHT
This has been cleaned more than once tonight.
Still, on the table there is an entire bucket of half eaten melting ice-cream with a large spoon falling to this side.
INT- TATCHI LIVING ROOM- NIGHT
An over-sized rod iron clock with menacingly obese hands indicating 12:30pm hangs over the television which has a digital cable box with the digital time directly underneath it. Phew.
The T.V. is off.
An old Christmas Card of a complete family is framed and glowing yellow under the glare of the table lamp. On it is written; "Merry Fucking Christmas from the Tatchi's". It once was funny.
KATE(O.S.)
Pagers. Cell phones. No. GPS. Yes.
I need to get that.
A storm night inside.
She paces. All three males watch as she stalks.
KATE
GPS chips installed into your brain
stems.
(Lightning)
That way i wont have to worry about
where the hell you are. I was
having a goddamn panic attack and
watching T.V. and that commercial
came on that says "Its 11 o’clock
do you know where your children
are?" and I’m like
(Thunder)
Fuck no!
Mitch’s Brain: "Dont say it, Don’t say it, Fuck you’re dumb"
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 21.
MITCH
She was watching To Catch A
Predator.
Audible wonder throughout the room.
KATE
Mitchell. Don’t tell him that.
MITCH
What? It’s like torture. If my kid
was missing i wouldn’t watch
Without a Trace or Gone Baby Gone.
KATE
You went to see Forgetting Sarah
Marshall last week with your
girlfriend.
MITCH
So that has little to do with
anything.
KATE
Whatever, You’re right a movie
about a girl dating a loser who
breaks up with him to be with
another guy has nothing to do with
you. Who else did you see it with
mitch?
He looks like he’s been walking around with his zipper undone.
MITCH
Robbie? Naw. No.
Clint comes to earth.
CLINT
Robbie, the quarterback? He’s hot.
Now he looks like his junk fell out of the zipper.
MITCH
Screw this.
Calmly picks up the cordless telephone. Exits.
Kate needed that.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 22.
KATE
Kevin, is it true that you’re
talking again.
KEVIN
I’m sorry mom.
What she feels as she grabs her son can only be described as a joyful numbness that would have lasted all night if only...
The knocks at the door.
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