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Second Chances Screenplay Draft 2
Second Chances Screenplay Draft 2
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.
2 CONTINUED: 2
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
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
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.
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.
The Priest slinks back into the darkness of the booth and
starts laughing again. There is brief moment of silence
before the banging begins again, more violent than before.
MARIA
Paul! Get fucking up!
PAUL
(mouths the words)
I’ll go check it out.
MARIA
(whispering)
Be careful.
PAUL
Great.
Paul enters the living room with a quick glance from the side
before entering. Once in, he again is relieved that the room
is empty.
MARIA
(from upstairs)
Paul? Is everything ok?
MARIA (CONT'D)
What’s going on?
MARIA (CONT'D)
What the fuck, Paul? This isn’t
funny.
ACT II
PAUL
Father John?
FATHER JOHN
Awk, hello! It’s good to see you.
PAUL
The housekeeper sent me around.
FATHER JOHN
Not a problem, what can we do for
you?
Paul does not know how to answer. Father John can see that
Paul is clearly distressed.
PAUL
Basically, we don’t really feel
safe. Maria’s worried about the
stress effecting the baby as well.
FATHER JOHN
Milk?
PAUL
Yes, please. So, aye... we don’t
really feel sa-
FATHER JOHN
Sugar?
7.
7 CONTINUED: 7
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. That’s not to say, I mean…
I just know how insane it sounds.
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 Maria? Biscuit?
PAUL
No thanks. Things are good, great
even. Look Father, this isn’t
stress, there are no issues between
Maria and me, that I couldn’t
handle. Most things I could handle,
what I can’t handle is bloody
rosary beads bouncing off the walls
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.
8.
7 CONTINUED: 7
PAUL
If you think that will help.
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.
CUT TO:
Maria opens the door to Father John, trying her best to hide
her nerves.
FATHER JOHN
Hello there, Maria! I assume Paul
said I’d be stopping by.
MARIA
He did - I hope you brought your
strongest holy water!
FATHER JOHN
Oh yes! The good stuff!
Father John follows Maria into the living room, she gestures
for Father John to sit.
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 now.
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...
He gestures towards the cross.
PAUL
Yeah, that. Maria thought to put up
a few crosses when all this
started, I thought it was a bit
creepy myself.
(MORE)
10.
9 CONTINUED: 9
PAUL (CONT'D)
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 with Maria, intimidated by the room. 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.
PAUL
Father!?
PAUL (CONT'D)
Father?
PAUL (CONT'D)
Father John, 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. 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:
Maria has her coat on, she is carrying a travel bag. As she
comes down the stairs Paul follows frantically behind her.
PAUL
Maria come on, we can sort this
out.
12.
11 CONTINUED: 11
MARIA
Oh aye, sort it out, you always
sort it out don’t ye!
PAUL
What’s 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?! It’s not like
Patrick fuckin’ Swayze’s up there!
There’s something DEMONIC going on
in this house, and I’ll be fucked
if I’m gonna stay here one more
night. I need to think about this
baby. Or have you forgot about that
and all?
PAUL
Where are you going?
MARIA
My ma’s.
PAUL
Well, that’s hardly fair. I’m not
exactly welcome over there.
MARIA
At least I know we’ll be safe
there.
PAUL
What am I supposed to do?
MARIA
I don’t know, Paul! I thought you
were gonna sort it out?! Isn’t that
what you do?
13.
CONTINUED:
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.
MARIA
Good man.
Maria leaves.
Paul stubbornly stays rooted to the spot for a few seconds as
she leaves, slamming the front door behind her. Eventually he
gets up and runs to the door after her.
PAUL
Maria!
Paul realizes that Maria is gone, closes the door and rests
his head against it for a moment before turning around and
grasping that fact that he is all alone in the house.
PAUL
FUUUUCCCKKK!!!!
CUT TO BLACK.
14.
ACT III
PAUL
Excuse me, I’m looking for Father
McLaughlin? I need his help.
PAUL (CONT'D)
But how? You’re... This can’t be!
15.
CONTINUED:
The priest slowly grins. He approaches Paul, arms open.
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.
THE END