
Homegrown Page #14
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- Year:
- 1998
- 102 min
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Charlie nods, picks up his copy of the Manifesto, exits.
EXT. CAHILL HOME - NIGHT
Mrs. Cahill and Renee chat on the porch. They try to mask
their anxiety as Will arrives. Will is dour.
MRS. CAHILL
There’s a plate in the fridge, hon.
Will nods. With a forced grin, Mrs. Cahill leaves them alone.
81.
RENEE:
How about a ride?
INT. RENEE’S CAR - NIGHT - MOMENTS LATER
They sit in the parked car outside the Cahill’s house. Will
gazes into the night, confused.
RENEE:
This isn’t a great time to bring
this up, but Ben got beat up... Did
you encourage my brother to fight?
Will’s demeanor is barely recognizable.
WILL:
There are so few strong men left in
this world.
RENEE:
I know you’re under a lot of
pressure with the trip... and your
dad getting out.
Will’s mind races, conflicted, no idea how to react.
RENEE:
Do you feel okay about everything?
(no response)
Come on. It’s me.
Vulnerability - uncertainty - stress. Fifteen years of
indoctrination wins... He jumps on the defensive:
WILL:
What do you mean ‘it’s me?’
Renee is stung.
RENEE:
What about school?
WILL:
I learn more in a day with my
father than my entire time at that
pathetic factory of mediocrity.
RENEE:
How can you even consider going
back to that lifestyle?
82.
WILL:
He’s my father. That is my
lifestyle.
RENEE:
What about this? What about us?
WILL:
What about us?
Renee turns away, tearing up. Will turns to look at her, a
hint of emotion returning. He tries to apologize.
WILL:
I...
Renee pivots to face Will, a single tear creeps from her eye.
RENEE:
You’re nothing like him. You know
that.
She crossed a line. Will raises his voice, abrasive.
WILL:
You don’t know him! You don’t even
know the real me! You think you can
use that body of yours to manipulate
me! That makes you a whore!
Will looks at her with unfeeling eyes. Tears start to stream
down her face:
a combination of anger and heartbreak wells.RENEE:
Get out! Get out of my car, you
f***ing monster!
Will exits --slams the door. Renee leans on the steering
wheel, sobbing.
EXT. CAHILL HOME - PORCH - NIGHT - MOMENTS LATER
Mr. Cahill slowly rocks in his chair, staring into the night.
Will storms to the door -- grabs the knob. Still gazing off,
Mr. Cahill speaks for the first time:
MR. CAHILL
Take a seat here a minute, boy.
Will spins, shocked to hear him speak. Mr. Cahill speaks
slowly:
83.
MR. CAHILL
Heard you’re heading home... How do
you feel about that?
(no response)
Returning home after a long absence
is daunting. Likely to shake you.
WILL:
What’s with you people? I lived
there 15 years. Less than a year
here - you think I’ve changed? And
think you know what’s best for me?
MR. CAHILL
That’s not what I’m saying. Only
you should know what’s best for
you. As for changing... I know
you’ve changed immensely.
WILL:
I’ve never even heard you speak.
Now you think you know me?
MR. CAHILL
I may not speak often - but I
observe.
(off Will’s scoff)
The more words, the less meaning,
and how does that profit anyone?
WILL:
You and my father would get along
famously... Is that in the silent
hermit handbook?
MR. CAHILL
The bible.
WILL:
Now you’re going to lecture me on
religion? Save your breath. It’s a
trick used to control the lives of
simple-minded creatures.
MR. CAHILL
That book has some serious wisdom
in it. I’m an atheist, but I’d
never say a word to discourage a
devout believer.
WILL:
They live a lie. They live their
lives in vain.
84.
MR. CAHILL
But they have something to live
for. They believe enough to devote
their lives to a cause.
WILL:
Their cause is bogus.
MR. CAHILL
Who are you to judge the validity
of someone else’s cause?
WILL:
Thanks, but I don’t need a gloomy
old man telling me how to live.
MR. CAHILL
Fair - but I have a reason to be
gloomy. Not you. I’d hate to see
you waste your chance to find your
reason to live and possibly find
happiness.
(off Will’s scowl)
I see how you and that girl look at
each other. Right now, being young
and in love can be your reason. I’m
not saying that it won’t change. It
probably will and should-
WILL:
This is not about her.
MR. CAHILL
What’s it about then - for you?
WILL:
Nothing. That’s the point. We live
on this earth for a fraction of a
second. What’s the point in forming
relationships and setting yourself
up for pain. Emotional attachment
is for the weak. We are going to
open people’s eyes. We are going to
change the world.
MR. CAHILL
Before Mrs. Cahill and I got
married, I was the best drag racer
in the state. It was my passion.
Then we got hitched, Luke came
along, and my family became my
reason to live. I lost my son to a
war we had no business fighting.
For years I’ve been miserable.
(MORE)
85.
MR. CAHILL (CONT'D)
And I’ll continue to be. I have
issues with our society - sure -
but I’ll be damned if I condemn the
society that allowed me to
experience the ultimate happiness
and love at one point.
Will eyes Mr. Cahill, who continues to gaze into the night:
MR. CAHILL
Emotional attachment could be all
we have. Some people try to change
this world - and a few may actually
make a dent - but that’s not what
it’s about for me. Bottom line: I
choose what I live for, and the
same should apply for you.
WILL:
So you’ll continue to be miserable
yet refuse to try and change the
system that made you miserable? How
can you sit back and accept that
other fathers will lose their sons
the same way you did? How can you
be so willing to watch history
repeat itself?
MR. CAHILL
Because I still have love, boy.
(off Will’s scoff)
My angel of a wife has not stopped
loving me for a second.
WILL:
How can you be sure?
MR. CAHILL
Know that feeling when the winter’s
ending? Sun’s out but it’s still
cold. You get in your car and your
whole body turns warm and numb.
WILL:
I haven’t been in too many cars.
MR. CAHILL
One day you’ll feel that sensation,
I promise you that. That’s the
feeling I get every time that woman
looks at me. And she knows that I
love her too, even if I may not
come out and say it.
86.
WILL:
So you’re content to live in an
unjust world just because you’ve
found a woman.
MR. CAHILL
That’s exactly what I’m telling
you, son.
Will shakes his head, but his eyes betray some emotion.
MR. CAHILL
If you feel like you can change
this world, go for it. Nobody’s
stopping you.
WILL:
That’s exactly what I intend to do.
MR. CAHILL
I wish you luck. Just be sure you
choose for yourself.
Will stands, moves toward the house.
MR. CAHILL
And ask yourself a few questions...
Were you happier before? Would you
trade this experience and go back,
learned and the people you’ve met?
Will digests the question then enters the house.
EFFECT TO:
EXT. PRISON ENTRANCE - DAY
Will sits in the driver’s seat of the parked truck. Charlie
marches out, escorted by two guards. He notices Will, nods.
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