Beneath the Harvest Sky Page #3
What?
Stop.
I want you to know...
What?
That I can take care of you.
I can take care of you and
that f***in' baby inside you.
My baby inside you.
And I promise I will.
I promise.
I promise I'm not
going to f*** this up.
I swear to god I'm not
going to f*** this up.
I'm going to take care
of... of both of you.
OK?
Want to f*** me?
Well, you f*** up this
time of year, you're dead.
And half their pitching
staff is injured.
And the other half just sucks.
I mean, even if they make
the playoffs, who cares?
Hey, guys?
Yeah?
I could use some help over here.
Yeah.
Let me try to lift
the roller up there.
So.
So, uh, do you like the Sox?
I mean, I like some
players, like Pedroia.
Not rooting against them there,
but not building my plans
and dreams around them either.
Whoa, man.
She's shitting on your dreams.
Are you OK?
Yeah, Emma, I'm fine.
You know, you said you were
moving to Boston with Casper
to go to Red Sox
games, so I was just
trying to be funny about it.
You know, I... I get it.
I get that you don't get
it, and that's... that's OK.
Look, I didn't mean to be
mean about your friend there.
I just... I don't know.
I just always hear
about all the trouble
he gets in all the time.
Like he got Tasha
Nadeau pregnant,
and she's like 15 years old.
They don't get it.
It's like when... say
you're out drowning
on Long Lake and someone
throws you a life vest.
That's... that's Casper.
He's there to throw
you a life vest?
No.
No, Casper is the life vest.
OK?
You know, he's
always been there.
I know exactly what
I'm getting with him.
And then when I'm around him,
I don't feel like I'm drowning.
When I hang out
with Casper, I know
something crazy is
going to happen.
But you know, at least
something happened.
You know, I don't know
very much about the Red Sox.
But I do know that I'm
supposed to hate the Yankees.
Yeah.
I got to teach you how to sweep.
My god, this is terrible.
You think that's going to work?
Move.
F***in' hammer.
Here, this is how you do it.
OK, it's on.
It should pop up
as a new network.
Yeah.
F***.
Yeah?
We got f***ing
Wi-Fi in this sh*t.
Awesome!
Relationship... you guys are
in a relationship now, huh?
I guess she's like your
baby mama though, right?
F*** you.
You know.
F*** it.
Why don't you just
click on her there?
Oh, Emma Daigle there.
Why would
she be friends with Tasha?
Oh, girls don't
have to like each other
to be friends on here.
Girls don't have to like each
other to be f***in' friends.
And that's the
f***in' truth there.
Her favorite quote...
sometimes good things
have to fall apart so that...
so that better things can
fall together.
Oh, yeah.
You guys are all
f***in' geniuses.
At least, that's what you think.
You all think you're
the first ones who
ever thought of something.
Like you're the
ones who invented
bringing sh*t across a border.
Let me tell you something.
We got you.
You're done.
Charged, but cooperating.
You do understand, uh,
cooperating defendant part?
That's on you.
For a felony, you're looking
at starting at four years.
So what?
I do four years in jail.
Oh yeah, OK.
Jail.
Jail is not federal prison.
You're not a smart
guy, are you, Lee?
All right.
Or do you know deep down
inside that you are not smart?
I hate Jesse.
Don't blame your f***in' cousin.
No one's f***in' solid no more.
No, no, no, no.
You're right about that.
Drugs will do that to you.
But Jesse, he's a bright guy.
He wanted to keep his passport
so he could cross over
Said something about
hockey and strip clubs
being important to him.
So when we asked
him to wear a wire,
that bright son of a b*tch
took all of about one
and a half, maybe two
seconds to think it over.
Oh, he's a bright guy.
He's in Canada right now
with a big old set of titties
flapping in his
face, knowing him.
Yeah.
Then again, you've
got nothing to lose.
Right?
Phew.
You want us to
tell the prosecutor
you've been cooperative.
You do realize
that you are going
to actually need to
cooperate, right?
Right?
F***!
I have
children, 4 boys and 4 girls,
and 12 grandchildren and
2 great-grandchildren.
Hey, did you remember
my cookie dough?
I helped him move on
after he served a tour
in the Korean War.
That was hard enough 'til I...
Baby?
Baby, what's wrong?
Sh*t, that's so good.
That is so good.
Mmm, so awesome.
Thank you.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
I'm private, OK?
I don't need your stupid
f***in' friends, none of that.
Do you even love me?
Tasha, why do we... you
always make it like this.
Do I love you?
OK, my friends... my
friends are not stupid, OK?
That one's f***in' stupid.
What the f*** is wrong with you?
What the f*** is... come here.
Look at me.
Are you f***in' drunk?
Are you... you're f***in' drunk.
No.
Look at you.
No!
F*** me.
No.
Keep your f***in' voice down.
I'm not drunk.
Yes, you... stop it.
Smell anything?
I'm not drunk, OK?
I'm not drunk.
And you're... you're an a**hole.
No.
And you don't love me.
And you don't love
your baby, OK?
Just keep
your f***in' voice down.
Just keep your
f***in' voice down.
Don't f***in'...
I'm having Casper Cote's baby!
A**hole!
Hey, a**hole, how'd
it go with Tasha?
All right.
Phew.
You know what they say there.
Sometimes good
things have to fall
apart so that better things
can fall together, you know?
That's very funny there.
It is pretty funny.
Now I know why you have
to date 15-year-olds.
Oh.
Oh, f*** me!
Hey!
Moose safari.
You guys want to go?
What's a moose safari?
"What's a moose safari?"
Oh my god!
Little pink flower,
what's your little name?
That was so f***ing fun!
Don't tell me that
wasn't f***ing fun.
I told you it was f***ing fun.
Woo-hoo!
We don't always get one.
That was wicked cool.
Sometimes they get killed if
we, like, hit it, you know...
Hey, man, you bumped into me.
I... I don't want
to start anything.
I don't want to start anything.
I'm just...
Who do you think you are?
Don't touch me!
Casper?
Hold this.
Get out of my face.
Casper.
Casper!
Casper, you win, buddy.
Come on.
Come on, buddy, it's OK.
Get the f*** off me.
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey!
Come on.
You f***in' put
your hands on him,
you put your
f***in' hands on me.
You understand that there?
You don't ever
f***in' walk in here
and put your f***in'
hands on him!
You go back to f***in' Madawaska
where you f***ing came.
Crack, take your f***ing
crack crew with you.
What the f*** are
you looking at?
I said, get f***in' walking!
What are you looking at?
Get the f*** out of here!
Yeah, you!
Your buddies are
going there, kiddo.
Casper, come on, man.
Casper.
You come around here, you
ask about Casper f***in' Cote.
I run the f***in' county, kid.
Well...
I am not feeling sorry for you.
You're going to be
late for harvest.
Well, I don't even
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