Only You

SUPER:
1968

On a darkened living room, a huge summer moon spilling silver

through a window.

We move slowly across the mantelpiece where a pair of candles

glow, illuminating family photos. Weddings two, maybe three

generations back -- brides in white, their young grooms at

their sides, frozen in time. As we pan, we hear two VOICES

offscreen:
a BOY'S and a GIRL'S.

GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.)

Stop pushing it. You're not

supposed to force it. You're

supposed to just let it happen.

BOY'S VOICE (O.S.)

I'm not pushing it, you're pushing

it.

GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.)

I am not.

Silence. Until,

GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.)

You're pushing it again.

An exasperated sigh.

BOY'S VOICE (O.S.)

Well, hurry up. My foot's falling

asleep.

GIRL'S VOICE (O.S.)

Mo-mmm. Larry's pushing it.

Mom?

MOM (O.S.)

(from the next

room)

Larry, don't push it.

And now, we finally pan over to discover two KIDS playing with

a Ouija board. For future reference, the players are FAITH

(age eleven), and her brother LARRY (ten).

LARRY:

I'M NOT PUSHING IT.

FAITH:

Wait. I have to write this down.

A groan out of him. She grabs a piece of paper and starts

scrawling out a series of letters.

FAITH:

Grandma told me everybody has a

soul mate.

FAITH:

But most people never find theirs,

most people settle. I'm never

gonna settle.

She gazes up as the ripe summer moon slips behind a bank of

clouds.

FAITH:

This way I'll know the name of the

man I'm supposed to wait for.

The arrow continues to move around the board, stopping on

various letters which she copies down.

LARRY:

Yeah, but, what if this guy lived

a billion, trillion years ago?

Like, what if he was a cave man,

and now he's dead?

FAITH:

Don't be stupid, Larry. If he's

my destiny, then, obviously, he

has to be alive.

Another letter.

LARRY:

Yeah, but, what if he doesn't live

here? Like, what if he's a

cannibal in New Guinea or

something?

FAITH:

If I live here, then he lives here.

Fate wouldn't make a mistake like

that.

(beat)

And stop talking. You're gonna

ruin the spell.

Another pause. Another letter. Then... Ever the devil's

advocate,

LARRY:

(whispering)

Yeah, but... but, Faith, what if

he does live here, and one day you

just walk past him on the street?

I mean, you don't hear his name,

you don't get a chance to introduce

yourselves. You practically bump

straight into each other, but you

never even know it?

Right in his face,

FAITH:

We'll KNOW.

LARRY:

Okaaaaayyyy.

The arrow comes slowly to a halt. And she writes down the

final letter, as the moon again breaks through the clouds,

throwing a bright white beam of light directly onto the name

which reads:

FAITH (O.S.)

(a whisper)

Damon Bradley.

(she looks up,

spellbound)

He's the one.

Beat.

LARRY:

Goodie. Can I ask about the Series

now?

CUT TO:

EXT. CARNIVAL - NIGHT

A screaming face. Whirling lights. A local carnival. The

small-town traveling kind.

SUPER:
THREE YEARS LATER.

Up on the ferris wheel, a bunch of JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL BOYS

are distinguishing themselves by hurling water balloons down

at carnival-goers. Among the participants is Faith's brother

Larry.

PULL DOWN from them to "MADAME DIVINA'S FORTUNE TELLING

BOOTH". "Know Your Fate". Clustered in front of it are a

bunch of JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS.

We should recognize Faith as one of them. Another girl,

LESLIE, is egging a friend on.

LESLIE:

Go on, go on...

(to the rest)

She wants to know if she's gonna

marry Alex.

GIRL #2

I do not. I'm not gonna marry

Alex.

(obviously)

He doesn't even have a car.

LESLIE:

But he's got pretty eyes. That

means your kids would have pretty

eyes. You can always get a car

later, but you can't always find

pretty eyes. You gotta think

ahead.

GIRL #3

Who cares about pretty eyes,

Leslie? I'm telling you, stocks,

bonds, real estate -- that's what

you wanna look for in a man.

GIRL #4

(dismissing)

Heh...

GIRL #3

What then?

GIRL #4

(the voice of

authority)

Definitely sex.

Somebody else pipes up,

GIRL #5

My mom told me you gotta want the

same things out of life. Have the

same values, be able to

communicate.

They all turn to look blankly at this poor, misguided soul.

GIRL #5

I'm just telling you what she said.

They're still looking at her.

GIRL #5

It's not like I believed her or

anything...

FAITH:

I think you're all wrong.

LESLIE:

What do you think the most

important thing is, Faith?

There is not a doubt in her mind.

FAITH:

True love. I believe there's one

special person out there who's

meant for each of us. And when

your eyes meet, it'll be magic and

you'll both know it instantly.

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