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Second Chances Screenplay Draft 1
Second Chances Screenplay Draft 1
Screenplay by
Sean Mc Callion
Adaptation by
Tomala White
Charles Gillen
Tomala White
Address: 37 Rosemount Avenue
Phone Number:07749446215
ACT I
PAUL
Bless me Father for I have sinned,
it’s been... a very long time since
my last confession.
PRIEST
The Lord is a good shepherd my
child, and always happy to welcome
a lost sheep back into His flock.
Tell me your sins.
PAUL
(exhales loudly)
Where to begin... I guess I’m just
trying to start over, I haven’t
been a very good person for most of
my life.
PRIEST
(laughing gently)
But surely you can only be as God
made you, no?
PAUL
Well, I...
PRIEST
That is to say, if God wanted you
otherwise he would’ve made you
otherwise, would he not?
PAUL
Well, yes, but-
2.
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PRIEST
(patronizing)
Unless you think He made a mistake,
is that it? Do you think God made a
mistake?
PAUL
No! I just don’t understand why-
PRIEST
(raising his voice)
Do you question the will of your
God?
PAUL
No, Father!
PRIEST
(relaxing)
Then tell me, why are you really
here?
PAUL
Honestly, I don’t know. Forgiveness
maybe?
PRIEST
And do you think you deserve
forgiveness?
PAUL
Does anyone?
PRIEST
God’s grace is not for everyone,
and you carry darkness under your
feet Paul. You have made the
darkness your secret place, the
canopy that surrounds you. There is
no penance to be found here.
PAUL
Wait, how did you know my-
The banging is heard again, this time closer, louder and more
frantic.
PRIEST
The least of the apostles, unworthy
to be an apostle.
PRIEST
You think your mother’s rosary
beads can protect you? They
couldn’t protect her.
Paul looks down at the old worn rosary beads in his hand. He
doesn’t remember bringing them. The banging continues.
PRIEST (CONT'D)
(ranting)
JOHN 8:44- “YOU BELONG TO YOUR
FATHER, THE DEVIL, AND YOU WANT TO
CARRY OUT YOUR FATHER’S DESIRES. HE
WAS A MURDERER FROM THE BEGINNING,
NOT HOLDING TO THE TRUTH, FOR THERE
IS NO TRUTH IN HIM. WHEN HE LIES,
HE SPEAKS HIS NATIVE LANGUAGE, FOR
HE IS A LIAR AND THE FATHER OF
LIES”.
PAUL
What are you saying?!
PRIEST
(still ranting)
THE ONE WHO DOES WHAT IS SINFUL IS
OF THE DEVIL, FOR THE DEVIL SINNETH
FROM THE BEGINNING!
PAUL
(straining to hear)
THE DEVIL?
PRIEST
He is coming for you Paul, and he
takes many forms.
With this the Priest slinks back into the darkness of the
booth. There is brief moment of silence before the banging
begins again, this time more violent than before. Paul holds
onto the sides of the shaking booth as the noise consumes his
senses, fading to light as the banging continues into the
next scene, where we see Paul and Maria waking up in bed with
the banging rattling their home.
MARIA
Paul?!
MARIA (CONT'D)
(whispering)
Paul, what the hell is that? Is
there someone in the house?!
MARIA (CONT'D)
(whispering)
Be careful.
Paul moves through the hallway, towards the door to the spare
room. He raises his bat before cautiously and quietly turning
the handle. The door opens slowly. The room is empty. Relief
comes over Paul, but also the fact that the spare room is
freezing, to the point his breath is visible in the air. Paul
barely has time to register this as he’s startled by a noise
from downstairs, something like breaking glass. He closes the
spare room door quietly and continues downstairs with his bat
ready to swing.
He enters the living room the same way he left the bedroom,
with a quick glance from the side before entering. Once in,
he again is relieved that the room is empty, but a cursory
glance around the room reveals something is out of place- a
picture from the mantle has fallen face down onto the floor.
This removes Paul’s relief as he once again tenses up and
wields his bat for another quick look around. Once he’s
satisfied that there’s no one in the house he returns to the
fallen picture. He crouches to pick up the photo. It’s a
picture of he and Maria, all smiles. The glass in the frame
has smashed and falls from the frame as he picks it up. He
begins to pick up the broken pieces and stack them on the
picture when we get a shot that shows a crucifix on the wall
behind him begin to turn upside down on its own.
5.
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Paul, oblivious to this, finishes picking up the pieces of
broken glass and stands. It is only when he turns to leave
that his eyes lock on to the crucifix on the wall. His
confusion at this sight is short-lived and quickly turns to
terror as something flies over his shoulder and shatters on
the wall beside his head. This scares the bejesus out of Paul
who drops the picture frame holding the broken glass on the
floor.
MARIA
(from upstairs)
Paul?? Is everything ok??
PAUL
I’m fine Maria, I just…dropped
something.
ACT II
PAUL
Father John?
The voice startles Fr. John who becomes unsteady on the step
ladder. Paul rushes over, just in time to catch Fr. John as
he stumbles, causing both men to arrive at an awkward
embrace.
PAUL (CONT'D)
Are you Father John? The
housekeeper sent me around.
FATHER JOHN
Ahem, yes... Yes, I am.
The two men separate and straighten themselves out awkwardly.
PAUL
Basically, we don’t really feel
safe.
FATHER JOHN
Milk?
PAUL
Yes, please. So, aye... we don’t
really feel sa-
FATHER JOHN
Sugar?
PAUL
No thank you, look Father, I know
this all sounds crazy, but trust
me, I wouldn’t be here if I thought
there was someone else that could
help me.
(MORE)
7.
7 CONTINUED: 7
PAUL (CONT'D)
That’s not to say, I mean…I just
know how insane it sounds.
Father John takes a seat across from Paul and pours himself a
cup while he talks.
FATHER JOHN
Regardless of anything else, it’s
good to talk to someone in times
like this, starting a new family
can be quite stressful, how are
things with your wife? Maria was
it? Biscuit?
PAUL
No thanks. Yeah, um, things are
good, great even. Look Father, this
isn’t stress, there are no issues
between Maria and me, that I could
handle. Most things I could handle,
what I can’t handle is bloody
rosary beads blowing up and
knocking rattling the whole house
in the middle of the night.
FATHER JOHN
I understand you’re upset, and
believe me I don’t mean to make
light of your situation, but we’re
always taught to search for
rational causes before tossing
around any supernatural theories.
History has shown that what people
once thought of as demonic
occurrences could usually be
attributed to more earthly bound
causes, mental illness,
hallucinations, stress like I said,
even structural issues in the house
itself.
PAUL
This is no structural issue,
Father.
FATHER JOHN
I see. I’ll tell you what, why
don’t I come around this evening
and give the house a blessing. It
can’t hurt and it’ll hopefully help
you and Maria get a good night’s
sleep. You’ll have enough sleepless
nights when that baby arrives.
PAUL
If you think that will help.
8.
7 CONTINUED: 7
FATHER JOHN
And make sure Maria’s there too,
and I’ll bless the whole clan, just
to be sure.
PAUL
Thank you, Father.
FATHER JOHN
Paul, just to be clear, in the
church we’re taught that “demons”
are parables, myths used to
represent something within us that
has strayed too far from the Lord’s
light, all I can do is give a
blessing, but it’s up to you to
figure out why this is happening to
you. You may find the answer lies
rooted somewhere closer to reality
than in the heavens.
PAUL
Here’s hoping. Thanks again,
Father.
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FATHER JOHN
Hello there! Maria is it? I assume
Paul said I’d be stopping by.
MARIA
He did, nice to meet you Father. I
hope you brought your strongest
holy water!
FATHER JOHN
Oh yes! The good stuff!
MARIA
Paul should be down in a minute,
he’s just out of the shower.
FATHER JOHN
(lightheartedly)
Nothing other-worldly in the
bathroom then?
MARIA
(laughs nervously)
Not yet! It usually doesn’t happen
during the day, usually…
FATHER JOHN
So you’ve experienced things too?
MARIA
You mean, am I sure Paul’s not just
losing his mind? Aye, I’ve
experienced it too. I know he used
to be a bit of a madman, but he’s
come a long way since I found out
we were expecting, he’s really
trying, I’m just worried that this
is all gonna stress him out to the
point where he just gives up.
MARIA (CONT'D)
Sorry Father, can you excuse me a
moment, the joys of pregnancy! Paul
should be down in a sec.
FATHER JOHN
Of course! I’ll be fine here, you
do what you have to do.
Maria leaves.
PAUL
Father, thanks for coming round.
FATHER JOHN
Not at all, I was just...
PAUL
Yeah, that. Maria thought to put up
a few crosses when all this
started, I thought it was a bit
creepy myself. And then they
turned. I bet she wishes she could
take them down now!
FATHER JOHN
I’m sure.
PAUL
Right, will we get started?
PAUL
There are small things happening
throughout the house, but the
knocking at night seems to be
coming from the spare room, well,
it’s supposed to be the baby’s
room, and it’s been freezing in
there since all this started. We
haven’t gone near it in a few days.
Paul stops at the landing and lets Father John go ahead, Paul
hangs back, intimidated by the room. We see the door from
Father John’s POV, perhaps a mild dolly zoom or tilt to
emphasize an ominous feeling. Father John looks back to Paul,
who is now joined by Maria. Father John’s demeanor is much
more serious now than it was when he arrived, though still
not completely convinced.
FATHER JOHN
(uneasy)
Well. That seems as good a place as
any to start.
11.
10 CONTINUED: 10
Father John approaches the door to the spare room cautiously
but stops before opening it. We see a close up of the handle,
his hand stopping inches from it, a moment of hesitation, and
he reaches for and turns it. We see the door open casually,
our view from directly behind Father John. He slowly takes a
few steps into the center of the room, the camera following
him as he does. For a second everything seems fine, but
suddenly Father John turns back towards the doorway as the
camera quickly retreats along the same pathway it entered,
the door slamming shut on the view of Father John’s now
terrified face.
PAUL
Father?
PAUL (CONT'D)
Father? Are you okay?
Father John slowly takes his head from his hands, glancing
around the room to ensure that he is in fact safe now. He
looks completely defeated, tears streaming down his face, his
faith shaken to its very core, his mind filled with horrors
that’ll remain for the rest of his life. He looks up at Paul,
his eyes screaming. Paul once more begins to ask if he is
okay but as soon as the words begin to leave his lips Father
John hurries to his feet and claws his way out of the room.
He has no direction as he escapes, his hands feeling for
anything that can propel him quicker from this entire ordeal,
almost tumbling down the stairs and out the front door.
Paul and Maria stand open mouthed at the top of the stairs,
looking down the path the Priest has just taken.
12.
10 CONTINUED: 10
Paul’s eyes do not leave the front door, whereas Maria is
able to stifle her sobs long enough to slap the back of her
hand off Paul’s arm.
MARIA
What the FUCK was that?
CUT TO:
PAUL
Maria come on, we can sort this
out.
MARIA
Oh aye, sort it out, you always
sort it out don’t ye!
PAUL
What the hell is that supposed to
mean?
MARIA
I mean it’s always something Paul,
isn’t it?! If it’s not the drink
it’s the drugs, if it’s not the
drugs it’s the women, and now this?
PAUL
Now hang on, it’s hardly my fault
there’s a ghost!
MARIA
A ghost?! A GHOST?! That’s not a
bloody ghost Paul, it’s not like
Patrick fuckin’ Swayze’s up there
making pottery! There’s something
DEMONIC going on in this house, and
I’ll be fucked if I’m gonna stay
here one more night.
PAUL
Where will you go?
MARIA
My ma’s.
PAUL
Well, that’s hardly fair. I’m not
exactly welcome over there, what am
I supposed to do?
13.
11 CONTINUED: 11
MARIA
I dunno Paul! I thought you were
gonna sort it out?! Isn’t that what
you do?
PAUL
(defiantly)
You know what? I WILL sort it out!
MARIA
You’re staying here?
PAUL
You’re damn right I am!
Paul sits down and folds his arms. His attitude is stern.
PAUL (CONT'D)
I’m gonna stay right here, ‘cause
this is MY house, and no bloody
specter is gonna chase me from it.
Maria slings her overnight bag over her shoulder and takes a
look at Paul as she turns to leave. Paul turns his head from
her defiantly, in a way planting himself to the spot.
MARIA
Suit yourself.
Maria leaves.
PAUL
Maria!
He realizes she is gone, closes the door and rests his head
against it for a moment before turning around and realizing
that he is all alone in the house.
PAUL (CONT'D)
FUUUUCCCKKK!!!!
CUT TO BLACK.
14.
ACT III
PAUL
Is Father John here?
HOUSEKEEPER
I’m sorry, Father john has had to
take an unexpected sabbatical, oh
wait, you must be Paul? He said you
might call, I have something for
you.
FATHER JOHN
(voice over)
Dear Paul and Maria, forgive my
hasty departure from our last
meeting, but I cannot stress enough
how imperative it is that you leave
that house. Please, for the sake of
your unborn child, take yourselves
far from there and never return.
There is nothing within my power to
assist you both further, for that
you’ll need a particular type of
Priest, one who specializes in this
kind of thing. I’ve attached the
name and address of one such priest
on the back of this letter. I pray
he can help you through this
difficult time. May the lord
protect you both, Father John.
PAUL
But how? You’re... This can’t be!
PRIEST
Paul! You made it! I was beginning
to think you’d never arrive.
PAUL
No, no no no….this is just a dream,
YOU’RE just a dream!
PRIEST
I told you Paul, he takes many
forms.
Paul drops to his knees and begins to cry while the priest
feigns sympathy looking down at him. We switch to a wide
shot, slowly pulling away from the scene.
THE END