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Sethe comes to the waiting Beloved and smiles. She offers her

hand and Beloved rises. Denver exits to them and smiles. She

extends her hand to Beloved's free hand. The three women

stand astride each other, arms around each other's waist as

they walk toward the porch...

The dusk sunlight creates THREE SHADOWS - three figures

holding each other the way Sethe saw the shadows at the

carnival...Only they weren't Hers, Denver's and Paul's...They

were Hers, Denver's and Beloved's....

INT. 124 BLUESTONE RD. - EARLY EVENING.

The girls rush into the house, and down the hall.

Sethe enters. Then turns back to the door.

C.U. ; OF SETHE'S HAND LOCKING THE FRONT DOOR AS WE HEAR;

SETHE (VO)

I AM BELOVED AND SHE IS MINE.. DENVER (VO)

SHE IS MINE...

OVER THE FOLLOWING CHORUS OF DIALOGUE, A MONTAGE OF

IMAGES DEPICTING SETHE, BELOVED AND DENVER CLOSING UP

THE HOUSE FROM THE OUTSIDE WORLD - LOWERING SHADES,

LOCKING WINDOWS, BARRING DOORS.....

SETHE (VO)

TELL ME THE TRUTH.. BELOVED (VO)

CANNOT LOSE HER AGAIN.

SETHE (VO)

DID YOU COME FROM THE OTHER SIDE.

BELOVED (VO)

YES. I WAS ON THE OTHER SIDE.

SETHE (VO)

YOU CAME BACK BECAUSE OF ME?

BELOVED (VO)

YES.

SETHE (VO)

YOU NEVER FORGOT ME?

BELOVED (VO)

YOUR FACE IS MINE.

DENVER (VO)

DON'T LOVE HER TOO MUCH.

SETHE (VO)

DO YOU FORGIVE ME?

BELOVED (VO)

YOU HURT ME.

DENVER (VO)

I WILL PROTECT YOU.

SETHE (VO)

WILL YOU STAY?

BELOVED (VO)

WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME WHO AM YOU?

SETHE (VO)

I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU AGAIN.

DENVER (VO)

WATCH OUT FOR HER; SHE CAN GIVE YOU

DREAMS.

BELOVED (VO)

WHERE ARE THE MEN WITHOUT SKIN?

DENVER (VO)

THE WHITEFOLK?

SETHE (VO)

OUT THERE. WAY OFF.

DENVER (VO)

DADDY IS COMING FOR US.

BELOVED (VO)

CAN THEY GET IN HERE?

SETHE (VO)

NO. THEY TRIED ONCE BUT I STOPPED THEM.

THEY WON'T EVER COME BACK...YOU MY BEST

THING.

EXT. 124 BLUESTONE RD. - EARLY EVENING.

CAMERA PULLS BACK FROM THE FRONT DOOR, NOW LOCKED AGAINST THE

WORLD, IN A SLOW MOVE....AS WE HEAR A BLEND OF THE THREE

WOMEN'S VOICES - THE OVERLAPPING, HAUNTED THOUGHTS OF THE

LIVING...

THREE WOMAN (VO)

BELOVED..YOU ARE MY SISTER..YOU ARE MY

DAUGHTER. YOU ARE MY FACE..YOU ARE ME..I

HAVE FOUND YOU AGAIN..I WAITED FOR

YOU..YOU ARE MY BELOVED. DON'T LOVE HER

TOO MUCH...YOU MY BEST THING.. YOU ARE

MINE..YOU ARE MINE..YOU ARE MINE...

BY THE TIME THE CAMERA REACHES BLUESTONE ROAD, THE VOICES ARE

MIXED, UNDECIPHERABLE YET AUDIBLE...

...AUDIBLE TO STAMP PAID, WHO STANDS ON BLUESTONE RD.

LISTENING TO THE HAUNTED VOICES OF 124. HE IS FRIGHTENED.

FADE -OUT.

FADE- IN:

EXT. CHURCH - DAY.

A cold day. Paul D. sits against the church drinking from a

bottle when a voice causes him to look up;

STAMP PAID:

Howdy.

Stamp has his hands in his pockets, moving about.

PAUL:

You got any more newspaper in that pocket

for me, just a waste of time. Ain't

interested.

Stamp sits beside him.

STAMP PAID:

This is hard for me. But I got to do it.

Two things I got to say to you. I'm a

take the easy one first.

PAUL:

(laughs)

If it's hard for you, might kill me dead.

(he drinks)

STAMP PAID:

I come looking for you to ask your

pardon. Apologize.

PAUL:

For what?

STAMP PAID:

You pick any house, any house where

colored live. Pick any one and you

welcome to stay there. I'm apologizing

'cause they didn't offer to tell you. But

you welcome anywhere you want to be. My

house. John and Ella. Miss Lady

Jones..anybody. You choose. You ain't got

to sleep in no cellar and I apologize for

each and every night.

PAUL:

Well I...I did get offered one place but

I just wanted to be off by myself a

spell.

STAMP PAID:

Oh yeah. Oh that's load off. I thought

everybody gone crazy.

PAUL:

Just me.

STAMP PAID:

You planning to do anything about it?

PAUL:

Oh yeah. I got big plans.

He drinks from the bottle like an angry, broken man. It stabs

at Stamp's heart to see him like this.

A WHITE MAN in a horse and wagon drives up the path leading

to the church. He leans stops before them and leans forward;

WHITE MAN:

Hey!!

STAMP PAID:

(on his feet)

Yes sir.

WHITE MAN:

I'm looking for a gal name of Judy. Works

over by the slaughterhouse. Said she

lived on Plank Road.

STAMP PAID:

Plank Road. Yes sir. That's up a ways.

Mile, maybe.

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