Bridge To Terabithia Page #5

- No, it's my first time.

- Really?

- Yup.

- Well, then I'm honored.

It's such a nice day out.

It's been raining so much, I began

to think it was like that Japanese myth

where the sun goes into the cave

and vows never to come out.

- You know about everything.

- Not by a long shot.

But I do try to keep an open mind,

and you'd be surprised

what finds its way in there.

That's what Leslie Burke says.

She told me to keep my mind wide open.

Leslie Burke is right.

Mind like yours wide open,

you could create a whole new world.

- Thank you very much.

- You're very welcome.

- Maybe we could do this again sometime.

- Absolutely.

- Hey, guys.

- See? I told you.

Oh, my God, Jess!

- Where in God's name have you been?

- Where have you been?

Mom...

I asked you. It wasn't like I...

- They thought you were dead.

- Brenda, hush.

Dead?

What's going on?

Your friend Leslie's dead.

She drowned in a creek this morning.

Apparently she tried to swing

across on a rope and it broke.

They think she hit her head.

No... No, it's not that kind of rope.

It couldn't break.

It... wouldn't have.

But it did.

- I'm sorry, son.

- No, you're lying.

- She's not even dead. You're lying!

- Jess!

Hi, honey. You want some breakfast?

I... I gotta do my chores first.

Your dad's doing everything today.

You just sit down.

Jess, your father and I thought

we'd go to the Burkes today

and pay our respects.

Just the three of us.

Paying what?

Prince Terrien. Shh.

You must be Jess.

I'm Mr. Aarons. This is my wife, Mary.

Very sorry about your loss.

- I'm so sorry.

- Hi, Jess.

She loved you, you know.

You know, Leslie,

she never had much luck

making friends at her old school.

We were hoping that when

we moved out here she would...

She said

if it wasn't for you...

You're the best friend she's ever had.

I wanna thank you for that.

You're welcome.

My wife and I were wondering

about the service.

We've decided to bring Leslie

back home until the service.

- Jess.

- Next time,

we should invite Leslie to go.

She'd like that.

Hey, kid.

Sorry about your friend.

The purpose

of object pronouns...

So looks like you're

the fastest kid in the class now, huh?

It's a joke, dude.

- Are you nuts?

- Jess Aarons.

Go wait for me out in the hall.

Silent reading until I get back.

Jess...

When my husband died...

...people kept telling me not to cry.

People kept trying to help me to forget.

But I didn't wanna forget.

Excuse me.

The things that girl came up with.

I don't get students like her too often.

So I realize...

...that if it's hard for me...

...how much harder it must be for you.

Hurry up.

We're gonna miss the bus!

Hey.

Leslie?!

Jess!

Leslie!

- Jess!

- Leslie!

Lesl...

Help me, I can't get across! Hurry!

May Belle?

Hold on! Don't move!

Here, grab my arm.

I got you, don't worry.

- What were you thinking?

- I was worried about you!

Well, don't be. I don't want you here!

- But I wanna come with you.

- This is our place. Go home.

This is our place!

I said go home!

Honey, what's the matter?

What's the matter?

What's the matter, baby?

No!

Jess!

It's OK, Jess.

It's OK, son, it's OK.

It's all gone.

Is it like the Bible says?

Is she going to hell?

I don't know everything about God,

but I do know He's not

gonna send that little girl to hell.

Then I'm going to hell

because it's all my fault.

Don't you think that even for a minute.

But it is.

I didn't invite her

to go to the museum with me.

I didn't wanna invite her.

I wasn't there to go with her.

- It's my fault.

- No, no, no, no.

It's not your fault.

None of that makes it so.

It's a terrible thing.

It doesn't make any sense,

but it's not your fault, Jess.

She brought you something special

when she came here, didn't she?

That's what you hold on to.

That's how you keep her alive.

May Belle?

Look.

I'm sorry I pushed you.

That was stupid and wrong...

...and I really miss you talking to me.

She's in your hands now.

Hey!

Wait!

Wait!

Hey!

Jess? I'm sorry.

I didn't... I didn't see you.

Can I use the lumber by your house?

Yeah, yeah. Of course.

Anything you see, you just...

You know, I meant to...

I meant to give you Prince Terrien,

but I... can't seem to give him up.

Leslie would've wanted you to have him.

Yeah.

We're playing. By ourselves.

OK, but I know the most

incredible place to play.

You gotta promise you're

not gonna tell anybody about it.

Not Brenda, not Ellie, not even Joycie.

Tell Joycie a secret between you and me?

She's nothing but a baby.

You're right, and she's not ready

to be a princess yet.

You have to train her and stuff.

Princess? Who gets to be the princess?

Step down.

Watch your step.

You're not peeking, are you?

Step up. There you go.

All right.

OK. Open them.

Wow. Did you make this?

Yep.

Hold on a second.

Look! They must've heard the rumor,

that the beautiful girl arriving today

is the new future ruler of Terabithia.

- Who heard?

- The Terabithians.

They've been waiting.

Where?

- I don't see them.

- It's an ancient forest, May Belle,

full of magical creatures

and friendly giants,

anything you can imagine.

But you gotta look really hard.

But keep your mind wide open.

So, what do you think?

Can there be purple flowers?

Anything you want.

Wow.

And a castle.

A big one, with towers and flags.

Of course.

Look, Jess. It's beautiful.

Is there a king?

Are you the king, Jess?

Only if you're princess.

Terabithia.

Rate this script:4.6 / 7 votes