Blackbird
Lord, I want to be like Jesus
In my heart, in my heart
Lord, I want to be like Jesus
In my heart
In my heart,
In my heart
Lord, I want to be like Jesus
Lord, I want to be more holy
In my heart, in my heart
Lord, I want to be more holy
in my heart
In my heart
in my heart
Lord, I want to be a Christian
Mm, in my heart
Don't be scared, Randy, it's only love.
Lord, forgive your servant his weakness.
Purge me, Father, of my sins,
and please,
please take these dreams away.
Last night I had a dream that you
Were holding me so dear
You took away my doubting heart
You took away my fear
I love you, boy, you're mine alone
And I am yours to take
I promise you one day
That we will mend every mistake
"The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want."
Mom?
"I will fear no evil,
for You are with me."
Mom.
Were you up all night?
- Did you eat yet?
- Did you pray yet?
They used to put the pictures
on the milk cartons.
Little lost ones,
stolen babies, stray lambs.
They would have
on that milk carton.
They would let the world know.
When did they stop?
Jesus listens, you know.
just pile up a little high,
but he opens every prayer in the end.
More letters you send,
the better your chances.
I'll be back in one minute.
Lord, me again.
I am so selfish, so steep in my own sin
I forgot to ask for the one thing
I wanted most.
Lord, I know you would have never done
anything to Chrissie.
She's just a little girl.
And, Lord, I know you have a plan,
and whatever it may be, I would never
question that, I would
never dare question.
But if you find the time
to get to this letter,
then please, Lord, please consider
sending my sister home now.
It's been six years, Lord.
Six years.
More dirty sheets, Randy?
This is getting regular.
Morning, Ms. Rousseau,
looking chipper today.
I think that robe's my favorite.
Ooh, you done with that?
- Efrem.
- What?
My dad's on the road this week,
I ain't had time to get to the store.
What?
Hey little boy, now bring me some water
I'm tired, I'm tired, I'm old.
Hey little boy, now come to your father.
Randy.
Randy!
Hey!
Okay, it's ignore Efrem
week again already?
And if you don't repay
the error of your ways
Your ma and I will love you still
Love you still
Hey little boy, best watch your behavior
And all the words that you speak
So, what's going on
with these sheets, man?
Have you, please God,
resumed jerking off
like a normal teenage sex fiend?
Come on.
It's not gay to talk about sex, Randy.
Straight guys never talk
about anything else.
So how long has it been
since you choked the chicken?
Almost a year.
Good God.
It's been hard.
Permanently hard, I should think.
No wonder you so uptight.
How the hell do you do it?
I pray a lot.
Ah, the power of prayer.
Prayer works, Efrem.
Okay.
I've been getting these dreams.
Aha!
I mean, how do you control
what you dream?
I wake up in, in, I'm soaked in...
In?
Say it.
Sin.
Someone say my name?
Hey, Randy. Hey, loser.
Hey, freak.
Hey, Crystal, what are you doing here?
I came to shoo you guys along
in case you forgot.
- Oh, my God.
- Oh, sh*t.
I'm meeting with Mr. Brock
about the play.
Is that today?
Oh, my God, I can't believe you guys.
It's totally today in like 20 minutes.
Want to hit this?
I don't know why y'all do that.
Y'all know Jesus is not pleased.
Actually, we had a little convo
and my Jesus is very pleased.
Oh, really?
You had a conversation with Jesus?
Sure did.
You ain't the only one with a main line.
Jesus is on the main line
Tell Him what you want, baby
Jesus is on the main line
Tell Him what you want, hey
Jesus is one the main line
Tell Him what you want
Just call him up
and tell him what you want
Jesus is on the main line,
tell him what you want
Which sin?
Huh?
Which sin were you guys talking
about when I walked up?
Hopefully one of my favorites.
It's not a real sin, it's a Randy sin.
He's having nocturnal emissions.
Efrem.
That's a good question.
Randy?
Randy?
Or should that be who?
Hey there, beautiful.
- Huh?
- Hey there, beautiful.
Love, so high school.
Hello, we are in high school.
You may be in high school,
but some of us
are looking at the stars.
I say we do a musical.
I mean, we all sing.
- Randy sings.
- I do harmonies.
Efrem sort of raps
or whatever that is he does.
I do harmonies.
I dance and Todd plays the guitar.
- I...
- Leslie does harmonies.
Between us we...
Almost make up one
whole talented person?
Would you shut your mouth?
Randy, what do you think we should do?
You'll probably direct
and star in everything.
Uh, maybe Jesus Christ Superstar.
- Uh-uh, negative.
- It's a good show.
It's just... it might be nice to take
a break from Jesus for a while.
Oh, my God, what kind of
preacher's daughter are you?
Don't get me wrong,
I love Jesus, of course,
but He's there in everything we do.
He's not so vain He needs
constant name checks.
Actually, I was thinking
maybe we could do Rent.
- It's high school theater.
- Really?
Mr. Brock is not going to be down with
drag queens, hustlers,
drugs, and swear words.
Then Mr. Brock can kiss my...
Mr. Brock!
Well, young people.
I don't know whether
to applaud your initiative
or be insulted by your determination to
strike out without me.
It's your fault.
For inspiring us, sir.
What are you thinking of doing
for your first production?
A modern day musical.
Indeed.
Tells the tale of poor, young artists
struggling to make it
in contemporary society.
I see.
And what is the title
of this inspiring opus?
- It's actually...
Oh, boy, it's a little rich
for our small town blood,
don't you think?
The good Lord singing rock n' roll,
lifting his skirts and hoofing.
Well, I did anticipate this problem,
which is why I sharing
in your enthusiasm
for the British theater, and making it
a condition that your
maiden production be.
Romeo and f***ing Juliet.
Romeo and goddamn motherfucking Juliet.
That tired ass, cock sucking...
Come on, Efrem. What did you expect?
Vampire lesbians of Sodom?
It's actually not bad,
it's kind of steamy.
I love the movie.
- Oh, my gosh, me too.
- It did kind of rock.
Yeah, it also had a budget
of like a zillion dollars.
So, we have Randy.
What am I going to do?
Be your genius self
and come up with stuff.
Imagination has no price.
Well what can we do
to make Romeo and Juliet
f***ed up enough to keep Effie happy?
Effie?
The school administration
should be fine with that.
Screw that, man.
What would freak those fuckheads out?
It's our last year, for Christ's sake.
These teachers must be shafted.
What about like a white trash version?
Tale of two trailer parks.
We ain't white, honey.
Yeah, but we're actors,
we can play anything.
How about a gay version?
What's with you today, are you high?
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