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