第6章 PART 6

EXT. HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL FIELD - DAY Various High School SPORTS TEAMS practice. Maggie strides across the football field, a scowl on her face. A few HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL PLAYERS job past Maggie, doing laps. A boy, KENDALL, calls out to her affectionately as she passes. One of them, DENNIS, slows his pace to run alongside Maggie.

DENNIS (playful) Maggie, dont marry Coach! Marry me. I love you. MAGGIE Youre jail bait, Dennis. Go away. Run your laps. Go. Go. Dennis runs on as Maggie continues toward her goal: Bob and Ike, standing together on the other side of the field. ANGLE ON BOB AND IKE Theyre both standing on the blocking sled. Wave after wave of

VARSITY FOOTBALL PLAYERS ram into the sled and drive it across the field with both Ike and Bob on top of it. Ike is munching on one of the cinnamon rolls as Bob pushes the KIDS. BOB Drive! Drive! From your hips, get low, get low, get low. Next! Ike smiles broadly atop of the sled as he sees Maggie

approaching, looking mighty peeved. He nudges Bob and points to Maggie. Bob lights up at the sight of her. BOB (contd) Good job, gentlemen... Special teams. The football players move away from the sled. Bob moves to Maggie, leaves Ike alone. BOB (contd) (to Maggie) Hey, honey! Bob kisses and embraces Maggie. She doesnt see Ike immediately,

then: MAGGIE (indicating Ike) What is he up to now? BOB Ike just came by to check out the team. IKE And talk about you. Ike grins and shows Maggie the notes in his pocket. MAGGIE Bob -- are you making friends with this man? BOB Im just bragging about how great you are. Im the luckiest man alive.

Bob grabs Maggie around the waist and smooches her adoringly. Maggie scowls at Ike. He nods, all charm. IKE Well -- Ive got to get moving -- lot of work to do today! Ill see you two love-birds later. Ike leaves. Bob calls after him. BOB See you at the wedding. IKE You bet ya, Coach.

Maggie is aghast. She stares at Bob. Ike joins in behind a line of peppy cheerleaders. MAGGIE At the wedding? You invite him? Bob, dont you realize hes writing another article about me? BOB Sure I do. But the bet defense is a good offense, right? Youre not going to let your opponent throw you off

your game. MAGGIE You dont understand this guy. BOB Let him come to the wedding. Youre not running, right? Say it. "Im not..." MAGGIE (irritably) Im not running. BOB So if youre not running and Ike Graham is there to see it, then any article he writes has got to have a happy ending,

right? All were doing is turning lemon into lemonade. MAGGIE Ive got news for you. No amount of sugar and water is going to turn like Graham into something you want to take on a picnic. Bob gives Maggie a big hug. BOB Wheres that homemade sunshine? Bob blows his whistle, then puts Maggie on the football sled.

BOB (contd) I want you boys to take my princess on the ride of her life... Honey, tell em where you parked your car. Maggie screams as the boys push her down the football field. INT. CONFESSIONAL BOOTH/CHURCH - DAY Maggie kneels, hands folded reverently. The booths grate opens before her.

MAGGIE Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was... ahh... She tries to recall. MAGGIE (contd) ... Anyway, I have sort of a technical question here. Ive been having -- bad thoughts. I mean, really bad thoughts ... PRIEST Of an impure nature? MAGGIE No -- like -- Im having a problem with that whole turn-the-other-cheek concept. I want revenge. I want to destroy this guys life, career, everything. On the sin scale, how big is that? I mean, can I "Hail Mary" my way out of it? PRIEST Child, any sin in ones heart is... MAGGIE (impatient) The names Maggie. It wasnt this side of ten years ago that you had your tongue down my throat. So dont call me "child", Brian. It annoys me. PRIEST/ BRIAN Now dont get upset. Brian closes the confessional window and exits MAGGIE (still inside the booth) Brian, open up. Dont ignore me. Brian leans into her confessional. She steps out to join him. BRIAN Youre not even Catholic, Maggie -- you really shouldnt come to confession. Hes a nice looking and gentle man. They regard each other for a beat. MAGGIE Im sorry. Im just so stressed out about that slime-ball reporter being in town. I jus had to come warn you he might show up here and start asking you all kinds of ridiculous questions. Brian moves away. Maggie follows and sits in a nearby pew. BRIAN Actually, he only asked me one ridiculous question. The rest werent so bad. MAGGIE (sliding along the pew) What? You talked to him! Did you tell him we dated before you were a priest? BRIAN Yes, yes, Im sure I only did you good, Maggie. MAGGIE What did he ask? A woman, MRS. MURPHY, rushes in. MRS. MURPHY Father, am I too late? BRIAN No, no. MRS. MURPHY It wont take long. Jus two venials. The woman goes into the confessional booth to wait. BRIAN Only respectful things. What did we have in common back then... What kind of music did you like... Did you ruin my life when you left me standing at the altar... MAGGIE And what did you say? BRIAN How could I be angry at you when clearly what has happened to me is as God intended? MAGGIE (relieved) Good one! Thanks. BRIAN It happens to be how I feel. Brian sits next to Maggie. MAGGIE God... Of course. Im sorry -- I mean, Im... (sighs) Brian -- Ive got to go. The mans a lunatic, but I know exactly where hes going next. BRIAN God bless you, Maggie. She turns to rush out, then stops herself. MAGGIE Oh, wait, my purse. She moves to the confessional, knocks, then speaks to Mrs. Murphy. MAGGIE (contd) Excuse me, sorry, forgot my purse. Good luck. Maggie closes the booth curtain and turns to Brian. MAGGIE (contd) Wait -- what was the ridiculous question he asked? Brian smiles mischievously. BRIAN He wanted to know how you used to like your eggs. MAGGIE Weird. Like after all those years you would remem-- She starts to go, then stops in her tracks as she hears: BRIAN (interrupting) -- Scrambled, with salt, pepper and dill. Same as me. Maggie looks at Brian. Suddenly, she remembers too. MAGGIE (tenderly) Im really sorry that I hurt you, Brian. BRIAN Im happy here, where Im supposed to be. But if you ever become a Catholic, may I ask you a favor, Maggie? MAGGIE Of course. BRIAN Could your confess to Father Patrick from now on? MAGGIE Of course. And she scampers out. Brian goes back into the confessional. EXT. GILLS GARAGE - DAY Maggie drives up to an old brick firehouse that is now an auto garage. The faded sign reads: "Gills Garage". INT. GILLS GARAGE - DAY Maggie rushes inside and looks around. No one is in sight. Several cars, including a yellow jeep-like car up on a hydraulic lift, are in the funky garage. MAGGIE Gill? Lydia? Gill? A CRASH, coming from the nearby back room, we hear loud muttering in Spanish, then out stumbles GILL CHAVEZ, 34, wearing a grease- stained Grateful Dead tie-dyed T-shirt. He grins triumphantly, worshipfully cradling a CASSETTE TAPE in his hands. GILL Hey -- I found it! Maggie regards her former fiance with patient warmth. MAGGIE Found what? Gill looks up and gives Maggie a fond, hazy smile. GILL Mags! Hey, look -- The tape from the Radio City Music Hall concert -- Remember that night I as trying to get Jerry to let me sit in on "Ripple"? He pulls out the cassette from its case. Its broken. The tape is dangling from the cassette. GILL (contd) (disappointed) Oh, Ill play it for you. Gill picks up an electric GUITAR and starts to play