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Script All The Lonely People
Script All The Lonely People
written by
Nicholas Ryan
PAUL
Let me go! Let me go!
FATHER MCKENZIE
Boy, be quiet!
PAUL
Get back! Let me go!
FATHER MCKENZIE
What's wrong with you?!
PAUL
Let me go!
FATHER MCKENZIE
(Worried, but angry)
Hey! What are you doing out by
yourself?! Where are your parents,
young man?
PAUL
(in a sad but polite tone)
I don't have any parents, sir.
FATHER MCKENZIE
What do you mean? Are you an orphan?
(PAUL refuses to answer the
question)
Well?! What do you have to say for
yourself? Are you an orphan or not?
PAUL
Yes sir.
(In a distraught, but polite tone)
FATHER MCKENZIE
(distraughtly)
Dear heavens. I'm so sorry, young man.
PAUL
It's okay, sir. I live with my aunt.
FATHER MCKENZIE
Well, you still haven't answered my
other question; What are you doing out
here by yourself?
PAUL
I come by here now and then to stop by
to see my parents. It's quiet, and it
lets me think. It's cathartic.
(more somber)
Other people come here to do the same
thing. Sometimes, when they are here,
I sit by them and listen to them tell
stories about their loved ones. They
come here looking for the ghosts of
the past I guess, trying to get some
closure.
FATHER MCKENZIE
What's your name, son?
PAUL
My name is Paul, sir. And you are?
FATHER MCKENZIE
I'm Father McKenzie. I'm a pastor at
the church.
PAUL
Well then excuse me, Father, for I
must be on my way.
FATHER MCKENZIE
Paul wait.
PAUL
Sir?
FATHER MCKENZIE
Where are your parent's graves?
PAUL
Just over yonder. Why do you ask?
FATHER MCKENZIE
I would like it if you showed me to
your parents. I want to say a prayer
for them.
PAUL
Yes sir.
PAUL
Hey mom. Hey dad.
(PAUL gets on his knees and begins
to talk to his parents.)
I know I said that I would come by
more often, and I know that nothing I
say can make up for it, but I want you
to meet someone.
(PAUL stands up and walks over to
FATHER MCKENZIE)
Father?
FATHER MCKENZIE
(He walks over to the grave)
Hello. My name is James McKenzie. I
saw your son standing by himself in
the cemetery. He seems like a nice
young fellow.
(He begins to feel quite rude)
I... I wanted to say a prayer for you.
FATHER MCKENZIE
(Finishing a prayer)
Amen.
(He gets up and walks over to
PAUL
Father?
FATHER MCKENZIE
Yes?
PAUL
Thank you for that. It meant a lot to
me.
FATHER MCKENZIE
Paul, there's someone I want you to
meet.
As PAUL and FATHER MCKENZIE walk to the grave, they pass the
graves. FATHER MCKENZIE remembers many of the graves. People
that he knew, people that he never met, and the stories they
hold. They continue to walk when FATHER MCKENZIE stops at an
unmarked grave.
FATHER MCKENZIE
(Muttering)
Hello.
PAUL
Father? Are you okay?
FATHER MCKENZIE
I had a wife once.
PAUL
Sir?
FATHER MCKENZIE
I had a wife once, Paul. Back when
life was fab, I had a wife.
PAUL
What happened to her, Father?
FATHER MCKENZIE
She got very ill. The doctors said
that she had breast cancer and that
she didn't have that much time left.
So, we did what we could at that time.
I made sure life was comfortable for
her in her final days. I would listen
to her read, she would help me write
my sermons, and I would do everything
for her. But...
(looking out in the grave)
One day... she was gone. No
forewarning. No cries for help. She
just... died in her sleep. In peace.
PAUL
I... I'm so sorry.
FATHER MCKENZIE
It's fine, Paul. That was over twenty
years ago. In all that time, I've come
to terms with her death. God has a
reason, you know. It was just her
time. God has a reason.
PAUL
Father McKenzie?
FATHER MCKENZIE
Yes, Paul?
PAUL
Does it get easier? Does losing them
ever get easier?
FATHER MCKENZIE
I don't know.
(Stricken by grief.)
It's different for everyone. I wish I
knew the answer. God knows that I've
wished for my Eleanor to come back to
me. Just to see her again, to hear her
voice again. But, sometimes God
doesn't give us what we want, because
it isn't what we need. Some words of
wisdom, son; in the end, the love you
take is equal to the love you make. It
just is. There's nothing to it other
than that. It's just a long and
winding road that you can get lost on
unless you have faith in yourself.
PAUL
I think red is her color.
FATHER MCKENZIE
Paul?
PAUL
Yes sir?
FATHER MCKENZIE
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
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