I Am Number Four Page #3
Oh, God.
- Sucks to be you, bro!
- Seriously.
Want a napkin? Get a cleanup crew!
I wonder who did that?
What a loser.
Leave me alone!
Ah, ah, ah...
Did you have a nice time
last night, John?
You see, in football,
a quarterback needs a few things.
Speed, strength...
Mostly, though, you need intuition.
A feeling when things
are going south.
First time we talked,
I should've listened to mine.
There you go, John.
Good boy.
Maybe you got some intuition
working for you, too.
That was awesome.
Raided lost and found.
Dude, it was that or the Hannah
Montana sweatshirt. You got off easy.
So, uh...
...who's in the picture?
- My dad.
The real one.
Where was that taken?
Mexico. The Yucatn.
We used to go every year looking
for evidence of ancient astronauts.
Ancient astronauts?
Yeah. UFOs and sh*t.
Freak show stuff.
He called himself an anthropologist...
He was really just a foreman
at the steel mill.
He spent all his time preparing
for some kind of alien arrival.
I used to think he was a genius.
Had to, I guess.
Nobody wants to admit
their dad's a freak.
Sam...
Sam.
Oh!
Malcolm, what were you up to here?
Jimmy, Vince,
come on, slow down, boys!
- Hey, Sarah.
- Hey!
When you first meet somebody,
do you dump all your stuff on them?
All your mistakes, your secrets?
Look, Mark and I, we changed.
I got into photography,
and he wanted me to be
his own personal cheerleader.
Said I was becoming a total snob.
And when we broke up,
that's what he told everybody.
That I was a total b*tch.
And everyone listened.
All my friends.
Uh... I'm sorry.
I'm not. I mean, I was...
...but, um, I don't know,
I kinda look at it like a total gift.
Got away from all of that.
So, uh, what's the hottest attraction
at this place?
You gotta be kidding me, right?
This...
Don't be scared.
Save yourself.
Last year, she was drawn and quartered.
It was awesome.
My God.
Hell's Gate.
Everybody off.
Quite a production.
Hm. Small town.
OK. The last part got to me.
What is that?
Don't! Let him go! Let him go!
Stop it!
Hello?
Was that real? Are you all right?
Let me go! Stop it!
Leave him alone!
- No!
- Whoa! Calm down.
- Oh, my God. Just get off me!
- Sarah, come here!
- Idiot! It's you!
- Calm down! Calm down!
- Let go of me.
- You can take off, OK?
- Let go of me! Let go of me!
- Hey, listen. I will. I will!
Sarah!
Where is she?
It burns, man!
Dude, let go of me, bro, it hurts!
She's at Shepherd Falls!
Dude, put me down. What is that?
Where's John?
I don't get what happened to us.
I don't. I really don't.
So you have your friend
throw me over his shoulder,
drag me through the woods
to come here,
when all you had to do is ask me!
Like a normal person!
You don't have to tell me
I'm being an a**hole, OK?
But you're a problem for me, Sarah.
Yeah, well, you really
should get over that.
- Wait. Sarah, wait.
- Just stop it!
You OK?
I hope you can throw
with your left hand.
No, John, stop! Stop!
John. John, stop. Wait.
Hey. I just didn't want you
to break his arm.
It's not you, it's me.
I shouldn't have lost it like that.
Hey.
Will you walk me home?
You should really get that looked at.
I will.
I, uh...
I know. It's crazy.
Mark is insane.
And this is our last year.
in three months?
Exactly.
Who knows?
So, I guess I'll just...
...see you when I see you?
Yeah.
OK.
Your hand's really warm.
All I think about is you, too.
Where did you come from?
All right, Mom! I got it!
- I, uh...
- Yeah, I should go.
Bye.
John! In here.
So, what are you?
You threw those football players
around like it was nothing.
And the hand thing?
That's not human.
So I'm asking you, what are you?
Do I need to threaten you?
All right, 'cause I got
some pictures on my phone,
and they're gonna start
some major questions.
- Give me that.
- No.
You know I can hurt you. Hm?
Knock yourself out.
My entire childhood...
...has been an episode of X- Files.
You know what it's like
to feel something...
...so strong...
...that every day you have
to keep telling yourself
your dad's gonna come back
and take you away from this shithole.
And that everything
we believed in was true.
And that we were not crazy.
Please.
Please.
Your dad was right.
What?
He was right.
About ancient astronauts...
...life on other planets...
...all of it.
Yes! I knew... I knew he
wouldn't just leave us!
I mean, they found his truck near the
border of Mexico, and he was just gone.
- Maybe they took him.
- Sam...
If he knew you were here,
he'd come home.
- You can't tell anyone.
- No, I-I-I wouldn't.
No, no, no. You gotta promise me.
Nobody knows this.
There are others from where I'm from
looking for me.
I'm not safe.
Sam! I know you are in there.
Get your ass in the house, now!
Wait until I get inside and then go.
Sam?
I promise.
Yes!
Come on.
Hey, you maniac.
- Hello, son.
- Hey, what's with the, uh...?
Hello, Dad.
Sheriff James says
some boys got hurt last night.
Couple of them
spent the night in the hospital.
- You said it was four?
- Yeah, four.
- On the football team.
- Yeah, that's right.
Of course, none of them are talking.
That includes my own boy, Mark.
- Your son is Mark?
- Yeah, that's right.
You know, that was his
throwing arm that got hurt.
He said you were there.
Uh, no. I was actually with a girl.
So I wasn't paying any attention.
Um...
Sarah Hart?
Well, no one wants to be the first
one to say what really happened.
But, eventually, someone will.
I'm sure you're right.
Thank you, Sheriff.
If we hear anything,
we'll let you know.
- Four of them, huh?
- Yeah.
Was it difficult?
Piece of cake.
Good. Means you're getting it.
Go upstairs, pack your stuff.
Because of last night?
Because I don't like people
showing up asking questions.
- And I think this is gonna raise a few.
- "They walk among us."
What is this? Some more
"truth is out there" freaks?
Except that's actually you.
One of the kids must
have caught you on video.
Oh, sh*t.
He's some kind of freak!
I can't get through the firewall.
We have to go there
and take it down ourselves.
Mogs see this, just a matter of time.
Pack your stuff. We're leaving.
I'm not going.
I'm sorry, what did you say?
I'm not going.
OK. If you want to pick
the next place, that's fine...
It's not my fight and it never was!
I can't even remember
Wait, wait...
...is this because of a girl?
Go upstairs and get your stuff.
- You're not my father.
- No, no, no. He's dead.
He died for you.
In fact, you know what?
You have no idea how many others
have made sacrifices so you could live!
And it wasn't so you could come here
and experience puppy love
like a real live boy!
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"I Am Number Four" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 18 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/i_am_number_four_10456>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In