PART 6
ext. ball field - day
various s teams practice. maggie strides across
tball field, a scowl on her face. a few high school
football players job past maggie, doing laps. a boy, kendall,
calls out to ionately as shem,
dennis, slows o 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 togethe field.
angle on bob and ike
tanding on ter wave of
varsity football players ram into t across
top of it. ike is munching on
one of the kids.
bob
drive! drive! from your low,
get lo lo!
ike smiles broadly atop of the sled as he sees maggie
approacy peeved. s to
maggie. bob lig t of her.
bob (contd)
good job, gentlemen... special teams.
tball players move ao
maggie, leaves ike alone.
bob (contd)
(to maggie)
hey, honey!
bob kisses and embraces maggie. s see ike immediately,
then:
maggie
(indicating ike)
is o now?
bob
ike just came by to c team.
ike
and talk about you.
ike grins and ses in .
maggie
bob -- are you making friends his
man?
bob
im just bragging about you
are. im t man alive.
bob grabs maggie around t and smooches her adoringly.
maggie sco ike. he nods, all charm.
ike
ell -- ive got to get moving -- lot
of o 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 ag. sares at bob. ike joins in behind a line
of peppy cheerleaders.
maggie
at te him? bob,
dont you realize ing another
article about me?
bob
sure i do. but t defense is a
good offense, rig going
to let your opponent throw you off
your game.
maggie
you dont understand this guy.
bob
let o the wedding. youre
not running, rig. “im
not...“
maggie
(irritably)
im not running.
bob
so if youre not running and ike graham
is to see it, ticle he
es to have a happy ending,
riguing
lemon into lemonade.
maggie
ive got ne of
sugar and er is going to tu like
grao somet to take
on a picnic.
bob gives maggie a big hug.
bob
homemade sunshine?
bob blos maggie on tball sled.
bob (contd)
i you boys to take my princess on
tell em
where you parked your car.
maggie screams as tball field.
int. confessional booth/church - day
maggie kneels, ly. te opens
before her.
maggie
bless me, father, for i have sinned.
my last confession was... ahh...
sries to recall.
maggie (contd)
... anyechnical
question here. ive been having -- bad
ts. i mean, really bad ts
...
priest
of an impure nature?
maggie
no -- like -- im h
t .
i revenge. i to destroy this
guys life, career, everythe
sin scale, ? i mean,
can i “; my of it?
priest
c is...
maggie
(impatient)
t this side
of ten years ago t you had your
tongue do. so dont call
me “c;, brian. it annoys me.
priest/ brian
no get upset.
brian closes ts
maggie
(still inside
th)
brian, open up. dont ignore me.
brian leans into eps out to join him.
brian
youre not even catholic, maggie -- you
really s come to confession.
le man. ther for a
beat.
maggie
im sorry. im just so stressed out
about t slime-ball reporter being in
town. i jus o come wa you he
migart asking you
all kinds of ridiculous questions.
brian moves as in a nearby pew.
brian
actually, he only asked me one
ridiculous question. t
so bad.
maggie
(sliding along
the pew)
? you talked to ell
ed before you ?
brian
yes, yes, im sure i only did you good,
maggie.
maggie
did he ask?
a woman, mrs. murphy, rushes in.
mrs. murphy
fatoo late?
brian
no, no.
mrs. murphy
it take long. jus two venials.
to to .
brian
only respectful t did we
kind
of music did you like... did you ruin
my life anding at
tar...
maggie
and w did you say?
brian
you when
clearly w o me is as
god intended?
maggie
(relieved)
good one! thanks.
brian
it o 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 knoly where hes
going next.
brian
god bless you, maggie.
sus to rus, tops herself.
maggie
o, my purse.
so to mrs. murphy.
maggie (contd)
excuse me, sorry, forgot my purse.
good luck.
maggie closes tain and tus to brian.
maggie (contd)
ait -- he ridiculous
question he asked?
brian smiles mischievously.
brian
ed to know o like
your eggs.
maggie
eird. like after all those years you
would remem--
sarts to go, tops in racks as she hears:
brian
(interrupting)
-- scrambled, , pepper and
dill. same as me.
maggie looks at brian. suddenly, soo.
maggie
(tenderly)
im really sorry t i you, brian.
brian
im o
be. but if you ever become a catholic,
may i ask you a favor, maggie?
maggie
of course.
brian
could your confess to fatrick
from now on?
maggie
of course.
and s. brian goes back into the confessional.
ext. gills garage - day
maggie drives up to an old brick fire is noo
garage. t;gills garage“.
int. gills garage - day
maggie rus.
several cars, including a yellow jeep-like car up on a hydraulic
lift, are in the funky garage.
maggie
gill? lydia? gill?
a crastering
in spanis stumbles gill chavez, 34, wearing a grease-
stained grateful dead tie-dyed t-s. riumply,
e tape in his hands.
gill
!
maggie regards ient h.
maggie
found w?
gill looks up and gives maggie a fond, hazy smile.
gill
mags! ape from the
radio city music --
remember t nigrying to get
jerry to let me sit in on “ripple“?
tte from its case. its broken. tape
is dangling from tte.
gill (contd)
(disappointed)
o for you.
gill picks up an electric guitar and starts to play