Sister Act Page #23

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Eddie releases her, and she falls onto the bed.

CHRISTY:

Eddie! You scared the hell out of me!

EDDIE:

What if I was Vince? You'd be dead

right now. What are you doing giving

interviews on TV?

CHRISTY:

It wasn't my fault! They just showed

up. It's helping the convent.

EDDIE:

You're supposed to be hiding out!

CHRISTY:

I really can't talk about it now. The

place is packed. SRO. I've got a show

to do.

EDDIE:

Listen to yourself. This isn't a career

opportunity.

CHRISTY:

I know that. This isn't about me. It's

about the choir. You should hear them.

They're good. Really good. And I

taught them.

EDDIE:

Jesus, look at you You're glowing.

CHRISTY:

I am?

EDDIE:

Yeah. You look... great. I mean it..

CHRISTY:

(flirting)

Really? Lieutenant?

EDDIE:

I've been worried about you.

Eddie sits on the bed beside Christy.

CHRISTY:

You mean -- worried about my testimony?

EDDIE:

No -- worried about you. Personally.

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CHRISTY:

Well.. thanks. I've been thinking

about you.. - sometimes. I mean, there

aren't a lot of guys around here. I

mean, sometimes I feel like... a nun.

EDDIE:

Me too.

CHRISTY:

You're not... seeing anybody?

EDDIE:

No. Most of the time I'm thinking about

you. And now... you've really changed.

CHRISTY:

I have?

EDDIE:

You re sort of... radiant. your eyes

are shining. You're rea1ly different...

Eddie and Christy are gazing into each other's eyes; they

are just about to kiss. Their lips are less than an inch

apart.

EDDIE:

You're... you're a nun.

Eddie and Christy jump apart, their intimacy has

frightened them both, particularly given Christy's outfit,

and their location.

CHRISTY:

We're in a convent!

Christy goes to the door.

CHRISTY:

I've got to go.

EDDIE:

Just remember - you're a target. Don't

you think Vince has a T.V.?

CHRISTY:

(trying to think

straight)

I know, I know. I'll be careful. I'll

try.

Christy begins to leave, and then she turns, filled with a

performer's excitement.

CHRISTY:

Magic time!

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Christy hurries toward the chapel, leaving Eddie to shake

his head and wonder.

INT. CHAPEL

Sister Alma plays the organ, and the choir hums quietly as

Christy addresses the congregation. Cameras from several

TV stations are focussed on her from various places in the

chapel.

CHRISTY:

This Sunday's hymn is inspired by the

lesson of Mary Magdalene. You know the

one. Mary Magdalene was a young lady

with a past. She was no stranger to sin.

She was no stranger to practically

everybody. Many condemned her. The

whole neighborhood. But one man refused

to do so. One man said, hey now, wait a

minute. Listen to the story.

Sister Alma starts playing a doo-wop vamp. Mary Patrick

and Mary Robert step forward from the choir, standing

beside Christy the way the Ronelles used to do.

CHRISTY:

Hey, girls.

MARY PATRICK AND ROBERT

Hail, Mary.

CHRISTY:

Jerusalem is a real drag. Everybody

hates me.

MARY PATRICK AND ROBERT

Oh-huh.

CHRISTY:

People throw stones. They call me

names. I mean, really.

MARY PATRICK AND ROBERT

Really.

CHRISTY:

But -- wait.

MARY PATRICK:

What is it, Mary?

CHRISTY:

That man -- who is he?

MARY ROBERT:

He's a carpenter.

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MARY PATRICK:

He's not like other guys.

MARY ROBERT:

He's decent.

MARY PATRICK:

He's kind.

CHRISTY:

He's... dreamy. He's...

CHOIR:

Yes, Mary?

CHRISTY:

HE'S SO FINE...

The full choir sings back-up while Christy, Mary Patrick

and Mary Robert perform intricate girl group choreography.

CHOIR:

DOO- LANG, DOO-LANG, DOO- LANG.

CHRISTY/MARY ROBERT/ MARY PATRICK

WISH HE WAS MINE

THAT HANDSOME GUY OVER THERE

THE ONE WITH THE WAVY HAIR

Sister Alma is surrounded by several STREET KIDS who play

guitar, bass and drums to accompany the organ and choir.

Lawanda and her friends sit in a pew, moving joyously to

the music.

Eddie stands in the back of the chapel, watching a Christy

he has never seen before. Christy is now glowing with

happiness and confidence.

As the song continues, we see the chapel is packed to the

rafters. A tin bucket is passed around as a collection

plate, and it overflows with money.

EXT. CONVENT

Church services are over, and happy people stream out of

the convent, but they don't hurry home. Standing in

groups, they talk pleasantly and make plans for the day.

There is a real sense of neighborhood up and down the

block.

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