Footloose Page #7
Isn't this where we're supposed to
talk about our problems?
It's been three damn years,
so why don't we start talking?!
I have been so lost.
I've been losing my mind.
And you don't even see it!
You don't even care.
Of course I care.
Of course we care.
We don't expect you
to understand everything we do
that's intended to keep you safe.
Stop it! I hate it when you
treat me like I'm a child.
Well, whether you like it or not,
you are my child!
I'm not even a virgin!
Please...
Please don't talk like that in here.
What are you going to do?
Pass another law?
'Cause that sure as hell
didn't keep him out of my panties!
Shaw!
Well, let's go get that guy
that blackened my eye,
'cause we don't hit girls in Bomont,
do we Daddy?
Ariel, please.
- Please, I didn't mean to!
- No, you stay here.
You've done enough.
- Where is she?
- She's staying at Rusty's.
I don't know what came over me.
I've never hit anybody in my life...
That's where you two are alike.
You deal with your pain in extremes.
I understand what you were trying to do.
You were trying to hold this town
together and protect our children.
But these laws, they were
too much, too soon.
There were other kids
who lost their lives.
- I felt like I had an obligation to...
- Your obligation was to our daughter.
I have been a minister's wife
for 21 years now.
I have been supportive.
I've been silent.
a wonderful preacher
But it is the one-on-one
where you could use a little work.
Your old man's wrong about a lot, but
tossing Chuck in jail sounds good to me.
I just want this whole thing behind me.
I got you something.
A Bible?
It's not just any Bible. It's mine.
I've had it since I was seven.
I marked a few pages. Thought it might
help going up against the city council.
This is great.
Really.
You said that
you might kiss me someday.
I did.
You think that someday could be today?
Hey. What's your secret plan?
Get up there and boogie?
Yeah, I wish it were that easy.
This meeting will now come to order.
But, before we begin,
I would like to remind all you kids that
we are conducting an official meeting.
Official town business. That means
no disturbances will be tolerated.
The floor is now open.
My name is Ren MacCormack.
And I want to move, on behalf of most
of the senior class of Bomont High,
that the law against public dancing
within the town limits of Bomont
- be abolished.
- Yeah!
You will not be warned again.
Roger, if I may address
Mr. MacCormack on this matter.
Please do.
Ren, besides the liquor, and the drugs
and the lewd behavior that
seems to always accompany
these types of unsupervised events,
the thing that really
distresses me the most,
more than any of that,
is the spiritual corruption.
These dances, this music,
it does distort
young people's attitudes.
You might find it funny,
dancing can be destructive.
And celebrating certain types of music
can be destructive.
And I think you're going to find that
most of the people in this community
I believe a vote
is in order on this motion.
- All those opposed, please...
- Excuse me.
on this issue...
- I thought Ren had the floor here.
- This meeting will come to order.
- That's not right!
- Mr. MacCormack.
I have been more than patient
with your intrusions.
I would like to remind you that we speak
for this town because we are from here.
Excuse me, Mr. Dunbar.
For you to come into this council
chamber and question our motives...
Roger! Stop it!
I think Mr. MacCormack
has a right to be heard.
I wasn't here three years ago,
when tragedy struck this town.
And I know it's not my place to mourn
the lives that were lost
because I didn't know them.
But it doesn't mean that
I don't think about them every day.
Like a lot of students at Bomont,
I see those pictures
every day at school.
And each time I see their faces,
I think of how precious life is
and how quickly it can be taken from us.
I know this firsthand...
in my own way.
And three years ago,
nearly a dozen laws were introduced
protect the children of Bomont.
And most of these laws, I can see, as
a parent, how they make sense to you.
But my right to dance...
when I want, where I want,
and how I want is a right
that you cannot take away.
It is mine.
See, we don't have that much time left.
All us teenagers, pretty soon
we're gonna be just like you.
We're gonna have jobs
and bills and families.
And we're gonna have to worry
about our own children
To worry. I get that.
But ours, as teenagers, is to live.
To play our music way too loud
and to act like idiots.
And to make mistakes.
Aren't we told in Psalm 149...
"Praise the Lord.
Sing unto the Lord a new song.
And let them praise
His name in the dance."
Now if anybody else brought
their Bible, like I did,
will you please turn it to the
Book of Samuel, 6:14.
"David... David danced before the Lord
with all his might, leaping
and dancing before the Lord."
Celebrating his love of God
and celebrating his love of life.
With what? With dancing!
That's all we're doing here.
Ecclesiastes assures us, "There is a
time for each purpose under heaven.
There's a time to weep.
There's a time to mourn.
And there is a time to dance."
And this is our time.
There was once a time for that law,
but not any more.
Thank you.
Thanks, Chris.
You know you was railroaded.
Shaw Moore walked into that meeting
with those votes already in his pocket.
You didn't have a prayer.
- So what happens now?
- Nothing. It's over.
What if it's not?
What if you had your dance in Bayson?
The point was to have it in Bomont.
What's Bayson, like 30 miles away?
No. You're standing in it. Come here.
You see that water tower? That's in
Bomont. Everything east is in Bayson.
Now, I figure that if the
Bomont fire trucks can't come
What about the long arm
of Reverend Moore?
Well, try to convince him
it won't be a spiritual corruption.
Maybe he'll think about it.
And the disciples
came to Jesus and said,
"Master, why is it that
we can't do such things?"
And Jesus said,
"it's because you have little faith.
If you even had the faith
of a tiny mustard seed,
you can say to the tallest mountain,
'Move from here to there'
and it will move.
For with faith, anything..."
Who's there?
It's me. It's Ren MacCormack.
Ren.
I thought you were someone else.
My son used to sit there
when I would practice my sermons,
- and I...
- Yeah, with me it's grocery stores.
Excuse me?
There's always so many mothers
at grocery stores.
You get enough of them calling
after their kids and pretty soon,
you know, one of them starts
to sound like your own mom.
Sometimes I think I can really hear her.
Sit down.
My boy, Bobby, was taken from us
so suddenly, and...
I can't remember
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