THE TRAGEDY OF SAINT ANTHONY

Written by
Los Silva

Draft 1-20-16

Ipulis Films
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N. Hollywood, CA 91601
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WGA: X045110

INT. NEW YORK CITY - APARTMENT - BATHROOM - DAY

ANTHONY. 18. Dominican. Tall and well-built. A smooth Romeo.
He stands naked over the toilet, masturbating. A laptop rests
on the toilet lid. The sounds of PORN play o.s.
ANTHONY (V.O.)
All my life I loved pussy. My mom
says that even as a baby, whenever
I saw a beautiful woman, like on
the train and shit...I would bat my
eyes, like I was flirting.
Anthony looks up to the ceiling. Closes his eyes.
ANTHONY
Fuck. Fuck...
BANG BANG on the door.
KATHERINE (O.S.)
Hurry up, I have to pee!
ANTHONY
Im taking a shit!
KATHERINE (O.S.)
Yeah right, you beating your little
meat!
He stares back at the screen with purpose.
ANTHONY
Come on...come on.
BANG BANG
Anthony comes into the toilet bowl. His face contorts, an
intense orgasm runs through his entire body.
OUTSIDE BATHROOM DOOR - MOMENTS LATER
Anthonys sister KATHERINE. 15 and chubby. In a bathrobe. She
texts on her phone.
KATHERINE
Im telling everyone on Facebook
that you were jerking off in there!
The toilet flushes. Anthony exits wrapped in a towel, laptop
in hand.

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ANTHONY
Fuck you fat bitch.
KATHERINE
Mom! Anthony called me a bitch!
MOMS VOICE
Anthony! Get your ass in here!
Katherine smiles, gives Anthony the finger.
INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - MASTER BEDROOM - DAY
YAHIRA. 38. Puerto Rican. Paints her toe nails. Watches TV.
YAHIRA
Come here. Shut the door.
Anthony shuts the door. She mutes the TV.
YAHIRA (CONTD)
What I tell you about calling your
sister a bitch?
ANTHONY
She started it.
(in Spanish)
Call your sister a bitch again and
Ima cut your tongue out. Hear me?
Yeah.

ANTHONY (CONTD)

YAHIRA
Dont yeah me.
She looks at his muscular physique.
Sit down.

YAHIRA (CONTD)

He sits on the edge of the bed.

YAHIRA (CONTD)
You using the condoms I gave you?
Maybe.

ANTHONY

She cocks her head; did he really just say that?.

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YAHIRA
I aint trying to be no grandma in
my thirties Anthony.
(beat)
Look, Im not saying not to have
fun, Im saying use the rubbers.
OK?
OK.

ANTHONY

She opens a drawer and tosses him a RED CONDOM

YAHIRA
When your ready to settle down,
find a white girl. A smart one. I
gave you and your sister white
names for a reason.
ANTHONY
I thought you said you named me
after Saint Anthony?
YAHIRA
Thats the main reason yea...
But still. Stay away from these
Dominican bitches. They bad news.
You hear me?
He nods. She grabs his face lovingly with ownership.
YAHIRA (CONTD)
You hear me?
Yes.

ANTHONY

YAHIRA
Gimme a kiss.
He kisses her on the cheek.
YAHIRA (CONTD)
And watch your mouth!
She turns the TVs volume back on, laughs hysterically.
ANTHONYS BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Anthony lays on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

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ANTHONY (V.O.)
My moms was right about one
thing...I love white girls. Vanilla
ice cream, mmmm, my favorite. Only
thing is I dont like white girls
my age. I like a woman with
experience. I love dem milfs.
Always have, always will.
He reaches for the laptop.
ON LAPTOP - PORN SCENE
A WHITE FEMALE PORNSTAR. 40. COMES FROM AROUND HER DESK IN A
BLOUSE AND SKIRT A FEW SIZES TOO SMALL. SHE SITS ON THE DESK
AND SPREADS HER LEGS. A MALE STUDENT. 21. HE RISES FROM HIS
DESK AND KNEELS BEFORE HER. BURIES HIS FACE IN HER CROTCH.
A SCHOOL BELL RINGS.
INT. CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL - CLASS ROOM - DAY
Anthony sits at a desk. Draws in a notebook.
ON NOTEBOOK
A caricature of a TEACHER with an exaggerated bust and rear.
MRS. LAMPASSI (O.S.)
You say you love the rain, but open
your umbrella when it rains.
MRS. LAMPASSI, 30s, working class Italian brunette. She
reads from a book, Boston accent.
MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)
...You say that you love the sun,
but you find a shadow spot when the
sun shines. You say that you love
the wind, but you close your
windows when wind blows. This is
why I am afraid; you say that you
love me too.
She scans the faces of HIGH SCHOOL SENIORS in UNIFORMS.
MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)
Selena. Whats this poem about?
SELENA, cute with too much makeup, gathers her thoughts.

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SELENA
I think the authors trying to say
that love isnt real. Like it is
real, but its also a lie. Kinda
like a fairy tale.
MRS. LAMPASSI
So love is a lie?
SELENA
Yeah...I think.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Anyone else? Rafael.
RAFAEL, a wanna-be thug stirs from nap.
RAFAEL
Well, hes writing this to a girl
right? So its like hes trying to
check her. Cause girls be acting
like they like bad guys. But then
when they get cheated on, they
curse us out and cry. Hes saying,
girls dont know what they really
want, but hes making it sound
poetic. Live reverse psychology. I
think its some good game Mrs.
Lampassi.
The class laughs.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Thank you Rafael. How bout you
Anthony?
He adjusts his posture, confident.
ANTHONY
To me this poem is about fear. The
authors using love as a metaphor.
But its about life. See, love can
make us forget about the mystery of
life. The unknown that scares us
all. I mean he even says it, Im
afraid. Because nothing lasts
forever. Not even love.
The classroom is quiet. The girls view Anthony in a new
light, even the guys are impressed.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Very good Anthony. Well said.

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She lingers in his eye-line for a moment. The SCHOOL BELL
RINGS and the students disperse.
MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)
Dont forget chapters four and five
for tomorrow, and one original poem
due Friday.
EXT. ENTRANCE OF GEORGE WASHINGTON BRIDGE - DAY
Anthony stands on the sidewalk, the on-ramp to New Jersey.
A BLACK SUV pulls up. Hazard lights flash. Anthony hops in.
INT. BLACK SUV - CONTINUOUS
Mrs. Lampassi drives the car.
Hey.
Hi.

MRS. LAMPASSI
ANTHONY

Anthony puts on his seat belt. She drives off. He puts his
hand on her thigh, she smirks.
INT. NEW JERSEY - MOTEL ROOM - LATER
Anthony and Mrs. Lampassi lie in bed naked. He rests his head
on her breast, curled up like a child.
She lights a cigarette and blows smoke across the dim-lit
room. Strokes his hair maternally.
MRS. LAMPASSI
You were good today.
ANTHONY
So were you.
She laughs.
MRS. LAMPASSI
I meant in class. Youre lucky to
have such a good curriculum. In
Boston the only book I taught was
Anne Frank. Talk about depressing.
ANTHONY
Do you miss it? Boston.

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MRS. LAMPASSI
My family and friends. Not the
school. I like it here better.
ANTHONY
Im glad you moved.
She puts the cigarette out in an ashtray.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Im gonna shower.
Not yet.

ANTHONY

She looks to her watch.

MRS. LAMPASSI
Its getting late.
ANTHONY
I want to stay here with you.
Forever.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Youre mother would miss you too
much.
He looks up at her and they kiss passionately. He slides his
hand inside her and she lets out a sigh. He kisses her
breasts. Goes down on her.
HER POV - THROUGH THE DRAPES ON THE WINDOW
The motels neon NO VACANCY sign glows bright.
EXT. ENTRANCE OF GEORGE WASHINGTON BRIDGE - NIGHT
Mrs. Lampassis SUV on the side of the road. Hazards flash.
Anthony steps out and waves goodbye.
The SUV takes a turn to get back onto the bridge.
INT. LINCOLN TOWN CAR - CONTINUOUS
Parked across the street from the GWB entrance. A MAN, 40,
Irish Catholic with a weathered face. He spots Anthony
walking away from the SUV.
He starts the car, pulls out into traffic like a mad man.

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INT. CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL - CLASS ROOM - DAY
Anthony enters, a male SUBSTITUTE TEACHER sits at Mrs.
Lampassis desk.
ANTHONY
Wheres Lauren?
Who?

SUBSTITUTE

ANTHONY
Mrs. Lampassi.
SUBSTITUTE
She called out sick.
ANTHONY
Is she alright?
SUBSTITUTE
Im sure shes fine. Have a seat.
Anthony saunters over to his desk.
INT. ANTHONYS BEDROOM - DAY
Anthony sits on his bed. Sends a texts to Mrs. Lampassi.
ON CELLPHONE - TEXT MESSAGE
ARE YOU OK?
No response. He calls her. A generic voice mail MESSAGE.
INT. CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL - CLASS ROOM - DAY
Anthony and the other students take a test. The same
Substitute Teacher grades papers.
Anthony looks out the window, stares at the bright sun.
INT. EXPRESS BUS - LATER
Anthony rides across the GWB into New Jersey.

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EXT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - DUSK
A suburban neighborhood. Anthony arrives to edge of the
driveway. He scopes out the scene. Crosses the lawn towards
the back of the house.
INT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - KITCHEN - SAME
Mrs. Lampassi sits at the kitchen table sulking over a
steaming cup of tea. She has a black-eye, looks depressed.
A rattling on glass breaks her silence. She looks up and sees
Anthony standing on the other side of a sliding door. She
throws her hands up in disbelief; what are you doing here?
Too sad to be enraged, she moves to the sliding door.
EXT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - DECK - CONTINUOUS
Anthony presses his hand to the glass. She stares at him for
a beat. Slides the door open.
MRS. LAMPASSI
What are you doing here?
ANTHONY
I needed to know that you were OK.
She wrestles with her emotions. Wipes away old tears.
Come in.

MRS. LAMPASSI

INT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT

Anthony and Mrs. Lampassi spoon in bed.
MRS. LAMPASSI
You should go.
ANTHONY
I thought he worked nights.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Hes coming back from a hunting
trip.
ANTHONY
We should both leave. Together.
Its not safe for you here.

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She turns and faces him.
MRS. LAMPASSI
It was sweet of you to check on me.
(beat)
But now you have to go.
She gets out bed and throws on a robe.
ANTHONY
But he hit you. You think he wont
do it again?
MRS. LAMPASSI
I know hell do it again. But hes
my husband. And Im your teacher.
ANTHONY
Thats bullshit.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Thats life Anthony!
(beat)
Ill call you a cab.
EXT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - DRIVEWAY - INTERCUT
A LINCOLN TOWN CAR pulls into the driveway. The driver-side
door opens. A Man steps out. Only his camouflage HUNTING
BOOTS visible. He carries a BOW and ARROW.
INT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - MASTER BEDROOM - INTERCUT
Anthony puts on his clothes. Mrs. Lampassi on the phone.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Hi, can I get a cab to 741 Sycamore
Lane. How long? Thanks.
She hears the front door opens and close.
Shh...

MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)

She crosses to the bedroom door, opens it a crack.

Hello?
Its me.

MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)

MAN (O.S.)

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Her eyes flare -- she turns to Anthony.
MRS. LAMPASSI
(whispers)
Shit, you have to hide!
Where?

ANTHONY

She thinks...thoughts swirling.

MRS. LAMPASSI
In the other room, down the hall.
DOWNSTAIRS - INTERCUT
The Man, still shrouded in mystery, rests the bow and arrow
by the front door.
SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY - INTERCUT
Anthony tiptoes past the bathroom and a set of stairs. He
spots a bedroom door at the end of the hall.
BABY NURSERY - INTERCUT
A boys room. Baby blue paint. Toys. A crib. All untouched,
as if preserved.
Anthony moves to the closet and hides inside.
MASTER BEDROOM - INTERCUT
Mrs. Lampassi makes the bed quickly. Sprays air freshener.
She jumps into bed. Pretends to be caught up in a novel.
The Man enters and we get a clear shot of his face. Meet her
husband COLE, the same man who spotted Anthony leaving her
SUV the night before. He wears jeans and a camouflage
hunters jacket.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Hey. How was your trip?
COLE
Why are the lights off? You know I
dont like to walk into a dark
house.
She looks to the clock on the bedside table.

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MRS. LAMPASSI
I didnt know youd be home so
early.
He looks around the room. Takes a whiff. Something isnt
right to him.
MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)
Want me to heat up your dinner?
He grills her with a penetrating stare. Walks into the
bathroom.
BATHROOM - CONTINUOUS
Cole runs his fingers inside the sink, inspects the surface.
He slides the shower curtain open and peers in.
Satisfied, he moves to the toilet, unzips his fly and pees.
He flushes the toilet and washes his hands. He dries his
hands on a towel, spots something inside the small trash can.
HIS POV - RED CONDOM WRAPPER
(The same condom Yahira gave Anthony.)
MASTER BEDROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Cole steps out of the bathroom. He sits on the edge of the
bed. Rubs his wifes feet affectionately.
COLE
(soothing)
You just cant seem to learn, can
you?
MRS. LAMPASSI
Learn what?
She lights a cigarette.
COLE
(gentle)
Come here.
MRS. LAMPASSI
I really want to finish this book
Cole.

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COLE
(playful)
I said, come here.
She puts down the book. Puts the cigarette in the ashtray.
Slides to him.
Cole holds her gently against his chest. Smells her hair. He
whispers into her ear.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Youre a fucking liar.
He grips a fist-full of her hair.
MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)
Ow. Cole youre hurting me!
He throws her to the bed and stands.
COLE
Again?! Again?!
I didnt-

MRS. LAMPASSI

He jams his hand between her legs, feels her wetness.

Disgusted he wipes off her juice on the bedspread.
COLE
Hes still here isnt he.
He studies her, gauging the truth. He pulls a handgun from
his inner coat pocket. Cocks the hammer. Walks around the
room. He looks under the bed, in the bathroom, closet, etc.
COLE (CONTD)
Where is he?
LAUREN
Theres no one here.
COLE
Stop fucking lying!
SECONDS FLOOR HALLWAY - MOMENTS LATER
Cole pushes open the bathroom door. Looks in a closet.

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BABY NURSERY - CLOSET - INTERCUT
Anthony looks around for a weapon, anything to protect him.
Nothing but pampers and stuffed animals.
COLE (O.S.)
Last chance! Come out, or Im going
huntin!
SECONDS FLOOR HALLWAY - INTERCUT
Cole arrives to the nursery door and enters.
BABY NURSERY - CONTINUOUS
Cole moves to the crib, looks inside. Checks behind the door.
He spots the closet and moves towards it. He reaches for the
door knob -- the door bursts open -- Anthony tackles Cole to
the floor -- he bolts for the door.
Cole grabs hold of Anthonys ankle -- drags him to the floor.
ANTHONY
Get off me Man! I didnt do
anything!
COLE
Oh no? Youre just fucking my wife!
Mrs. Lampassi runs into the room.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Cole please!
COLE
I warned you!
He points the gun in Anthonys face, shoves him towards the
door.
Move!

COLE (CONTD)

KITCHEN - LATER
Mrs. Lampassi holds a napkin to her bloody lip, Cole has
beaten her. She smokes a cigarette, eyes puffy from tears.
How long?

COLE

(O.S.)

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MRS. LAMPASSI
A few months.
COLE (O.S.)
What about his parents?
MRS. LAMPASSI
Just the mother. Hes got a sister.
COLE (O.S.)
Does anyone else know?
MRS. LAMPASSI
No. Hes different Cole. He wont
say anything. He listens to me.
Reveal Cole on the opposite side. His gun rests on the table.
COLE
Im not moving again.
MRS. LAMPASSI
What are you gonna do?!
COLE
I told you what would happen.
He grabs his pistol and walks out the kitchen.
BASEMENT - NIGHT
Anthony stands handcuffed to a pipe. Duct-tape around his
mouth.
Cole walks down a set of stairs. Stares daggers into Anthony.
COLE
Im gonna ask you some questions. I
want the truth. You understand?
Anthony nods yes.
Cole rips the tape off, Anthony cringes from the pain.
COLE (CONTD)
Did you tell anyone about the two
of you? Any of your pals? Anyone?
No.

ANTHONY

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COLE
You sure? You Didnt brag to your
friends that you were banging the
teacher?
ANTHONY
Nah man. Im not like that. And I
wont say anything about this
either. I promise.
COLE
How did you get here?
ANTHONY
I took the bus. Then I walked.
COLE
Did you tell anyone where you were
going?
No.

ANTHONY

He points the gun at Anthonys head.

You sure?!

COLE

ANTHONY
Yeah man, Im sure! Look Im sorry.
Please. Dont do anything crazy. I
just wanna go home.
EXT. BACK YARD - NIGHT
Anthony, handcuffed and gagged, falls to the ground. Cole
follows after him.
Mrs. Lampassi rushes over, tries to reason with Cole.
MRS. LAMPASSI
Cole please!
COLE
This is on you!
COLE (CONTD)
(to Anthony)
Get up!

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EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
Tears well up in Anthonys eyes as he marches to what he
believes is certain death.
Cole trails behind with a flashlight. Gun pointed at
Anthonys back.
INT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - INTERCUT
Mrs. Lampassi bawls her eyes out on the couch.
ANGLE ON PICTURE FRAME - WEDDING PHOTO
Her and Cole, a happy bride and groom.
She wipes tears. Looks towards the bow and arrow by the door.
EXT. WOODS

- INTERCUT

Anthony and Cole arrive to a clearing under a bright moon.

COLE
Stop here. Turn around.
Anthony turns.
COLE (CONTD)
You think because youre young, you
get a free pass?
Anthony shakes his head no.
COLE (CONTD)
You play a mans game, you deal
with the stakes. You pay the
consequences.
Anthony tries to speak through the gag, utterly terrified.
COLE (CONTD)
What do you want to say? Youre
sorry you fucked her. Or let me
guess, that youre in love. Well I
got news for you shithead. You
aint the first student shes
fucked.
Anthony, in disbelief.

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COLE (CONTD)
Thats right. Shes sick. But shes
mine. So Its my job to take care
of her.
He screws on a SILENCER to the barrel of the gun.
COLE (CONTD)
Get on your knees.
Anthony begs for his life.
COLE (CONTD)
Get on your fucking knees!
Anthony sinks to the ground. He looks to the sky. Prays for a
miracle.
COLE (CONTD)
You fucked the wrong mans wife
asshole.
Anthony closes his eyes.
COLE (CONTD)
May God forgive me.
He raises the gun...takes aim...
An ARROW strikes Cole in the back -- STRAIGHT THROUGH HIS
HEART.
He looks down at the bloody arrow in disbelief. Turns slowly
to reveal Mrs. Lampassi with the bow in hand.
Cole aims the gun at her -- she releases another ARROW -- it
lands inches away from the first, penetrating clean through
the other side, SO THAT THE ARROWHEADS RUN PARALLEL IN
OPPOSITE DIRECTION.
Cole coughs up blood. Sinks to his knees.
COLE (CONTD)
Fucking...bitch.
He falls face-first in the dirt, dies.
Mrs. Lampassi rushes to Anthony, rips the tape off his mouth
MRS. LAMPASSI
Are you OK?
ANTHONY
You killed him.

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She digs through Coles pockets. Finds the keys to the
handcuffs. Sets Anthony free.
She pulls the arrow out of Coles back.
ANTHONY (CONTD)
What are you doing? We have to call
the cops.
MRS. LAMPASSI
We cant do that.
Why not?

ANTHONY

MRS. LAMPASSI
Because he is a cop.
ANTHONY
What?! As in police?
MRS. LAMPASSI
Yea, and If we dont cover this up,
well both go to prison. Do you
understand? Well never see each
other again. Our lives will be
ruined.
The gravity of this news hits him like a ton of bricks.
ANTHONY
But it was self-defense. He tried
to kill me.
MRS. LAMPASSI
No ones gonna believe that. We
need to get rid of the body. And I
need you to help me.
She rolls Cole over. Pulls the last arrow from his bleeding
heart. She surveys her surroundings, focused and alert.
MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)
Get his legs.
EXT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - BACK YARD - DAWN
Several hours later. Anthony and Mrs. Lampassi emerge from
the treeline. Both covered in dirt from head to toe. Some
blood on their clothes.
They move like zombies across the lawn.

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I/E. MRS. LAMPASSIS SUV - MORNING
The car overlooks the Hudson river. NJ in the rearview
mirror. New York Citys skyline ahead in the distance.
Mrs. Lampassi and Anthony, clean, cross the GWB. Anthony
wears a pair of sweat pants and a Boston Red Sox Hoodie.
EXT. SIDE OF THE ROAD - ENTRANCE TO GWB - DAY
The SUV sits parked, hazard lights flash.
INT. MRS. LAMPASSIS SUV - CONTINUOUS
Anthony stares at nothingness, numb and in shock.
MRS. LAMPASSI
I wont be seeing you for a while.
You cant call or come by the
house. Its too risky.
She sees the pain shes caused him.
MRS. LAMPASSI (CONTD)
Im so sorry baby. I never met to
get you involved with any of this.
(beat)
Christ! What the fuck is wrong with
me?
She breaks down. Anthony snaps out his daze. He opens the
door. Takes one last look at her and is gone.
EXT. STREET BY GWB - SAME
Anthony pulls the hoodie over his head, walks off.
The SUV drives back towards the GWB.
ANTHONY (V.O.)
You say you love the rain, but open
your umbrella when it rains.
INT. MRS. LAMPASSIS SUV - DAY
Mrs. Lampassi crosses the GWB once again, wears sunglasses.

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ANTHONY (V.O.)
You say that you love the sun, but
you find a shadow spot when the sun
shines.
EXT. MRS. LAMPASSIS HOUSE - DRIVE WAY - DAY
She loads a suitcase in the trunk of her SUV.
EXT. WOODS - DAY
Coles fresh grave, a covered hole in the earth.
ANTHONY (V.O.)
You say that you love the wind, but
you close your windows when wind
blows.
INT. BANK - SAFETY DEPOSIT ROOM
An open deposit box filled with CASH. Mrs. Lampassi places
the stacks in her purse.
EXT. BANK - DAY
She walks out and hops into a cab.
INT. ANTHONYS FRONT DOOR - DAY
Yahira opens the door, furious yet relieved to see her son.
ANTHONY (V.O.)
This is why I am afraid; you say
that you love me too.
He collapses into his mothers arms and hugs her tight.
INT. YELLOW CAB - DAY
Mrs. Lampassi rides in the backseat, PLANE TICKETS in hand. A
determined woman ready to start a new life.

THE END