An American Carol Page #7
- Or the Fourth of July?
Fourth of July? That reminds me.
I got a demonstration. See ya.
[Lawyers grunting]
You're leavin'?
Yep. End of the line for me,
so conjure up some fog
- and get me the hell out of here.
- Just go. This is real.
Are you sure?
That subway station was too clean.
Oh... unh!
[Country music playing,
people conversing]
That's the real America.
Proud to celebrate the Fourth of July,
just like your own family.
- This is my own family.
- Huh?
Oh, right. So it is.
Hey, do I smell burgers?
I made your favorite, sweet potatoes.
Aw, honey, you know,
what I think I'm gonna miss most
is your cooking.
- Not my kisses?
- [Both laughing]
Should I set a place
for Uncle Michael?
Oh, no, honey.
Uncle Michael's still very busy.
I feel bad he keeps
disappointing you.
[Josh] Well, he'll come around.
- [Timmy] God bless us, everyone.
- There he is, my gentle little Timmy.
What a beautiful day
for a family picnic.
Hey, Timmy, ready for dessert?
Daddy, is your a**hole
uncle coming tonight?
Uh, well...
Uh, Timmy, you know
Uncle Michael loves you.
That lard ass only loves himself.
Did he come up with
money for my operation?
Uh, well, uh...
Documentaries don't actually
pay enough to, uh...
- [girl] Daddy!
- Beckah. Hi, sweetheart.
I see that Michael "I'm gonna get
you a cornea transplant" Malone
stiffed you again.
Uh, honey, he's doin' everything he can.
I bet he spent time in the cornea market
at the Cannes Film Festival.
[Josh] Oh, good!
The boys have brought out Tiny Tina.
She's doing so much better
on that new dialysis machine.
[Josh] Hey, kids!
I don't suppose Uncle Jerkwad
has showed up with the kidney.
I'm running a little short on time here.
- Ow!
- Aah!
- [Kids screaming]
- Oh! Come on!
Now, can't we go on
to some other awful place?
Now, can't we go on
to some other awful place?
- Where the hell are we?
- Kandahar, Afghanistan.
But there's a war going on here!
- [Patton] Since 9l11!
- Down!
- Down!
- They shouldn't be blindfolded.
- It's against the Geneva Convention.
- They're the enemy.
- They're innocent till proven guilty.
- Let me tell you something.
If they're on the battlefield
and shooting at you, they're guilty!
[Malone] That's not the point.
There's no reason
to blindfold prisoners.
Fine. Take 'em off.
[All] Michael Malone! Michael Malone!
[Prisoner] Die You American Pigs!
He's much fatter in person.
OK, OK.
Let's see how fat I look
with one of these blindfolds back on.
- [Explosion]
- Oh!
Aah aah aah!
[Soldiers]... for my God
is with me wherever I go.
Have mercy upon me, O God,
for it is an unfailing love.
Praise be to the Lord, my rock,
who trains my hands for war,
my fingers for battle.
We're taking fire!
Aah! They're using real bullets!
Aah! Oh!
Oh!
[Groaning]
[Patton] Honestly,
I've tried to show him,
but this one is just too bullheaded.
Father, please forgive me.
I have done my best.
This challenge was just too much.
I fear this battle is lost.
Oh, so now you're telling God?
Not that father.
You know, JFK was right.
You are hopeless.
[Slap]
What?! Oh, George Washington.
Been dead for 200 years,
not that that matters anymore.
It does matter, citizen Malone.
Nice costume.
You here for the Halloween parade?
I'm here to talk to you about freedom.
- The greatest gift man has.
- Freedom?
Very precarious gift, easily misused.
And when it is misused, easily lost.
Like freedom from pompous spirits.
Like freedom of speech, which you abuse.
Like freedom of religion.
This is St. Paul's Chapel,
where I worshipped every Sunday...
- [yawning]
...when New York was the capital.
I sat right here
on the morning of my inaugural
to pray for guidance
in leading this nation.
If this place is so important,
why don't they clean it?
- [Malone] It's full of...
- Dust.
From across the street.
[Church bell tolling]
Oh, my God.
It was the World Trade Center,
and this is the dust
of 3,000 innocent human beings
and the great heroes who perished
trying to save them.
Why'd you bring me here?
I'm not responsible for this.
It was our foreign policy.
It's our military bases overseas.
It's globalization. It's the CIA!
Is that what you're
gonna say on judgment day?
Well, I've already been judged,
and I won an Oscar.
For a documentary.
When you meet the Almighty, Michael,
I'm afraid that won't do.
Only the truth will do.
I gotta get out of here.
- [Clang]
- Ooh!
Ow!
Ooh!
- [Clanging]
- [Grunting]
No! No!
No! No!
Aah!
Don't hurt me!
I've always stood up for gay rights.
I'm the Angel of freakin' Death,
you turdhead.
Boy, you do not wanna mess
with the Angel of Death.
Listen, punk, there are consequences
for what you do.
Let's go.
Oh, good, another field trip.
Can we go someplace cool this time,
like Paris or Hollywood?
Now, that's a good idea.
[Arabic music playing]
What's goin' on here?
Where are we?
Hollywood, just like you wanted,
only now it's called Bin Laden City.
Oh, my God.
They kept the buildings.
Just changed the signs.
[Malone] Oh, no!
This isn't happening!
We lost the war on terror.
Nice work.
Great bunch of movies
you made for the other side.
Oh, sh*t.
Yeah. Terrorists really
appreciated your work.
Oh! Take me home.
My real home.
That's where we're goin'.
Back to Michigan.
[Siren]
Ah, home.
[Distant gunfire]
Detroit!
[Man] This is all that's left?
Not much to work with,
but if we put our heads together...
We'll never be able
to identify this victim.
Why even bother?
I mean, it's one of 100,000.
What happened here?
Listen.
The strange thing is
the blast only killed a few hundred.
Radiation got the rest.
Nuclear attack on Detroit?
Oh, my God.
We found this in the wreckage
of a television interview show.
Some big-ass celebrity.
[Woman] You got that right.
This was near it.
Hey, that's Michael Malone's cap.
That explains the fat ass.
Check this out.
There is no terrorist threat.
[Laughter]
Uh, yeah, yeah.
I just forgot to sign
the please don't shoot
my ass off agreement.
[Laughter]
Do I look more
like Michael Malone now?
Hey, spank my know-it-all ass.
[Man 2] I know!
Least everyone will be happy
now that I've been nuked!
[All laugh]
Don't let me die!
And all those people!
I don't wanna die!
Please, I don't wanna die!
[All] Yankee doodle went to town
Riding on a big ass
I don't wanna die!
Please! I don't wanna die!
Please! I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
I don't wanna die.
[Crying] I don't wanna die. I don't
wanna die. I don't wanna die.
[Crying] I don't wanna die. I don't
wanna die. I don't wanna die.
I didn't die. I'm alive!
I'm here at Madison Square Garden
where Moovealong. Org is holding
their Anti-Fourth-of-July rally.
I didn't miss it!
It wasn't a nightmare!
Except for that creepy
George Washington guy.
It's a beautiful day!
They're all waiting
for their leader, Michael Malone.
That's right, Michael Malone.
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