Forget Me Not Page #4

I'm sure you know what you're doing .

- Doing, doing. What do you mean?

Someone showed me this once.

What are you doing?

Is that a vagina?

Consider this...

the keys to the kingdom.

Looks like a treasure map.

- Well, sailor.

You follow the arrows,

the glorious bounty awaits.

That'll work?

-Only one way to find out.

Ready?

He's ready.

It's cold.

- That's coz you're all the way over there.

What if she's right?

What if we're on some kind of

physical or metaphysical danger?

Then we don't have any time to waste.

I'm serious.

- So am I.

I'm gonna move a little bit closer, okay.

How come you never

asked me out, Eli?

You always have a boyfriend.

I would've said yes.

You seem to always be with a

guy that look different from me.

Can you forgive me?

I forgive you.

It's gonna be awesome, man.

- Here, put this in your pocket.

And don't let her see it.

- What's wrong?

Maybe she's a big loser like her friend.

- I'm not a loser.

Sandy, I don't feel so good.

- Come on, Sandy. This was your idea.

Yeah, I mean, what's the big deal?

- We're gonna be late for dinner.

Yeah, whuzz.

- Everybody shut up. We're doing this, got it.

Give me the paint.

Easy, easy.

Where did you learn that?

Whatever "that" was.

A gentleman never tells..

Well, a gentleman could never do that either.

Where are you going?

- To get us some drinks.

Give you a chance to recharge.

Let me guess. This is where you disappear

and leave me cold and alone.

Cold? Yes.

Alone? Not a chance.

Oh, just so you don't forget...

It's okay.

Jesus Christ, Sandy.

Sorry, you scared me.

- You see that sign?

You break your neck,

we're ain't accountable.

Oh, creep.

Eli, come here, help me up.

She's gonna hurt herself, hold her up.

Pull her legs.

I saw that mister.

I know you're there, a**hole.

Listen perv, don't make me call the...

This isn't real.

This isn't real.

Please, get away.

Please, get away.

There's my girl. I wasn't sure if

you wanted vodka or rhum.

Where is my brother?

Sandy, where the hell are you?

- Eli, are you okay?

No, look, mom and dad are all over me.

I can't cover for you anymore.

Is Hannah with you?

Meet me at the convent, okay.

- Sandy, just come home. Sheriff Mitchell stopped by the house.

Please meet me there.

I thought we're on a hurry.

May I help?

- Sorry to bother you...

I'm Sandy Channing and this is my friend...

- Jake Mitchell.

The quarterback?

- Yes ma'am.

Father Michael and I, we listen

to all the games on the Hi-Fi.

I'm Sister Dolores. Please come in.

I'm sorry sister, I know it's late.

- What can I do for you?

We're here because of Angela Smith.

How do you know her?

- I used to know her when I was little.

Of course.

- Sister, Sandy is just concerned...

Is Angela her?

- Oh, I wish she was...

but it's just not practical,

I'm sure you understand.

Do you know where she might be?

- At St. Mary's hospital.

They're quite wonderful there.

- Is she hurt?

Angela is in coma.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I assumed you knew.

A coma?

Thank you for your time.

- Well, I could show you her room.

I've kept her room just as she's left it.

Her doctors say that her condition

is permanent but well one hopes...

Oh well, the girls' floor...

- Mr. Mitchell can wait down here on the boys' floor.

Can he come with me?

- I'll be fine. I'll stay here on the boys' floor.

Please, come in.

Come in. Come in.

Girls, girls, game time is over.

Ride along.

Say your prayers.

I'll be there and I'll tuck you in a moment.

A little rhyme I teach the children.

It helps to keep the nightmares at bay.

Do you believe in the devil, Mr. Mitchell?

- No, not really.

Well, spend some time with these

little monsters, you'll believe.

So this is Angela's room?

This is a week before

it happened.

Six years ago this June.

How was that possible?

- Oh, I ask the Lord that every day.

Doctors blamed genetics but I don't

know. She was small...

and weaker than

the other children.

But I had faith that

God would protect her.

Angela believed in her own

kind of protection.

An angel?

- Faith is all-powerful.

If one truly believes in something,

one will make it come true.

Of course, we have to be careful

what we choose to believe in.

Duty calls. Forgive me.

I'll be right back.

Hey, you play any football?

- Do I play football?

Toss here, kid.

You see this arm? In Jefferson County,

it's worth more than your life.

Nice arm. For a girl.

Kid, hey kid.

You gotta be kidding me?

Hey kid, I've got your ball.

Speak, you little bastard.

What are you doing?

Did you know about these?

- What are they?

Why would she draw these?

Those can't be Angela's.

Just in case.

Hey kid, is that you?

What is this thing?

- I don't know.

Whatever it is...

it's real.

What in God's name?

Who are you?

He's gone.

What happened? Are you okay?

- It's too late. It's too late.

Look at this.

- I don't understand. What's going on?

It is the ghost.

- Ghost? What ghost?

From the game.

- Who are you?

You're not Angela's friend.

What do you want from her?

She's suffered enough.

- You get out of here.

Leave the poor girl in peace.

- God sees you, Ms. Channing.

God sees everything.

Who was that lady? And what the hell were you doing

out here in the middle of the freaking night?

It doesn't matter anymore.

They're all gone, it's over.

Sandy, nobody knows where you've been.

If you're in some kind of trouble,

you can talk to me.

It doesn't matter anymore, Eli. It doesn't matter.

- Stop saying that.

It matters to me.

You're my sister, okay.

If something is going on, please tell me.

So I can help you.

You can trust me.

You know that, right?

- I want you to listen to me, okay.

You do know that I love you and

I would never lie to you ever.

But what I'm about tell you is gonna sound

like the craziest thing in the world, because it is.

And I know you're not gonna believe me, because

nobody believes me. But I need you to believe, Eli.

I'm listening.

When we're little, we used to

play games, you remember?

In the graveyard?

- There was a girl, an orphan. Her name was Angela.

Last night we played the game again, but we

weren't alone. Six people are with us, Eli.

Six of our friends, and I know you don't remember them,

but they were there and now they're gone.

Gone? What do you mean gone?

- Something...

This thing took them.

This thing is connected to

Angela and the game?

It has to be.

I knew you wouldn't believe me.

- I believe you.

I believe you.

Why would you make it up?

I wouldn't.

Let's figure this out. The game.

What are the rules of the game?

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven

- Release the one ignored by heaven.

That's Angela, right?

eight, nine, ten, now run and hide

or join her at the devil's side.

That's obvious.

eleven comes, the clock will chime

forgotten souls erased by time.

That's it. Erased. Okay, that's it.

Erased by time. That makes sense now.

Okay, it doesn't make any sense at all,

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes