From Dusk till Dawn Page #4

JACOB:

Okay, Okay, maybe I was a little

overzealous, but give me a break, I

just bought it.

Scott and Kate continue the impersonation.

SCOTT:

Why, just look at all this. You got

your kitchen --

KATE:

-- you got your microwave --

SCOTT:

-- you got your sink --

KATE:

-- you got your shower --

SCOTT:

-- see this, television!

KATE:

Feel this, real wood paneling. That's

real wood, too, not that fake stuff.

JACOB:

Unless you two wiseacres wanna be

introduced to the joys of hitchhiking,

what say we drop this?

SCOTT:

(to Kate)

The truth hurts.

KATE:

(to Scott)

It's the bitterest of pills.

JACOB:

You two ought to start a stand-up

act, because you're just wasting

your humor on me.

KATE:

Ain't it the truth.

SCOTT:

Why do you want to stop?

JACOB:

I'm exhausted.

SCOTT:

Lie in the back, Dad, I'll drive us

into Mexico.

Jacob gives Scott a look that says, "You aren't touching my

new motor home."

JACOB:

I just bet you would. Don't even

think about it. Besides, I want to

have one night's sleep in an honest-

to-goodness bed. The beds in the

home are okay, but they're not like

a real bed.

KATE:

Hey, if we go to a motel, we can

swim.

SCOTT:

I'll be right back. I'm gonna go to

the bathroom.

Scott gets up from the table and walks out back to the

restroom.

Jacob and Kate are left alone. There's an awkward moment of

silence before...

KATE:

Dad, when I called the machine to

check our messages there was one

from Bethel Baptist. Mr. Franklin

said he wouldn't permanently replace

you until we came back. He said when

we come home, if you still feel the

same way --

JACOB:

That's very nice of Ted, but I'll

call him tomorrow and tell him not

to bother waiting.

KATE:

I didn't want to talk about this in

front of Scott because he gets upset.

But you don't believe in God anymore?

JACOB:

Not enough to be a pastor. Look, I

know this is hard on you kids. After

Jenny's death, this is probably the

last thing you need. But I can't do

it any longer. My congregation needs

spiritual leadership. Well, they

can't get that from me anymore. My

faith is gone. To answer your

question, yes, I do believe in Jesus.

But do I love them? No. After Jenny

died, I just thought, what's the

point?

KATE:

(pushing him)

It's just, all our lives you've been

a pastor. For twenty years you've

preached trust in the lord. And then

one day you wake up and say f***

him?

JACOB:

I didn't say f*** him. I'm just not

connected anymore.

KATE:

That happens, you'll get it back.

JACOB:

Kate, give your old man a little

credit. Every person who chooses the

service of God as their life's work

has something in common. I don't

care if you're a preacher, a priest,

a nun, a rabbi or a Buddhist monk.

Many, many times during your life

you'll look at your reflection in

the mirror and ask yourself, am I a

fool? We've all done it. I'm not

going through a lapse. What I've

experienced is closer to awakening.

I'm not trying to shake your faith.

I've just decided not to devote my

life to God anymore.

KATE:

What do you think Mom would say?

JACOB:

Mom's got nothing to say, she's dead.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP:
COUNTER BELL. A hand slams down on it. RING.

INT. LOBBY - DEW DROP INN - DAY

Seth stands at the front desk of the Dew Drop Inn. A standard

issue Texas motel. Richard sits outside in the car. Nobody

responds to the bell. Seth BANGS it impatiently five times.

TEXAS VOICE (O.S.)

Hold your horses!

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