Sister Act Page #29
- PG
- Year:
- 1992
- 100 min
- $139,605,150
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MARY ROBERT:
But... but... she was such a wonderful
nun.
MARY PATRICK:
Look what she did with the choir. She
made us sing beautifully.
MARY LAZARUS:
Page 100.
MARY ROBERT:
Well, I don't care who she is. We can't
sing without her!
MARY PATRICK:
She's our inspiration!
MARY LAZARUS:
She's the act!
MARY ROBERT:
Reverend Mother, I know that you and
Mary Clarence didn't always agree, but --
we've got to help her.
MARY PATRICK:
We've got to save her!
MARY LAZARUS:
We can't leave it up to the Feds!
The nuns all look to Mother Superior for an answer.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
Calm down. Think clearly. Mary Robert,
do you have any idea who those men were?
MARY ROBERT:
She said they were from her old convent.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
But... she was a showgirl. She didn't
have an old convent.
MARY PATRICK:
She told us about one. The Little
Sisters of the Moonlight. In Las Vegas.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
All right. It's a beginning. Las
Vegas, Nevada.
All the nuns hurriedly cross themselves.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
Mary Lazarus, find the Bishop and tell
him the situation. Everyone else --
follow me.
Mother Superior leads the way out the door.
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
The Driver sits at the wheel of the school bus, reading a
sleazy novel. He looks up as the nuns all converge on the
door.
Page 101
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
Emergency! Open up!
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
The San Francisco airport! Immediately!
The nuns are all zooming past the Driver, onto the bus.
MARY LAZARUS:
(to the Driver)
Step on it!
Mary Lazarus grabs the Driver's sleazy novel, confiscating
it. The Driver starts the engine. As the bus drives off,
Eddie's car streaks INTO THE SCENE and parks in front of
the cathedral.
INT. ST. MATTHEW'S CATHEDRAL
Eddie rushes into the lobby and sees Bishop O'Hara.
EDDIE:
Where is she?
O'HARA
There was a kidnapping. We think Las
Vegas.
Eddie turns and races back toward the car.
EXT. SAN FRANCISCO AIRPORT - NIGHT
Several small planes are parked on the tarmac.
Mother Superior and the nuns are arguing with the MANAGER
of the airport, a grouchy guy in grease-stained overalls.
MANAGER:
Fifteen hundred for the run to Vegas.
Rock-bottom.
MARY PATRICK:
But we don't have fifteen hundred!
MARY ROBERT:
We're nuns!
The Manager starts back toward his office.
MANAGER:
Can't help you. No exceptions.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
Young man!
Page 102.
The voice has a powerful ring of authority to it, and the
Manager looks around.
MANAGER:
What?
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
We are nuns. We pray.
MANAGER:
So?
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
We pray for good things. Food for the
hungry.
MARY PATRICK:
Peace on Earth.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
However, we can also pray for other
things.
MARY PATRICK:
Measles.
MARY ROBERT:
Lawsuits.
MARY LAZARUS:
Tax audits.
There is a pause, as the Manager stares at the nuns in
horror.
MOTHER SUPERIOR:
Come, Sisters. Let's go to chapel.
Bring your beads.
The nuns begin to leave.
MANAGER:
Wait!
A plane sweeps through the desert sky, headed for Las
Vegas. Through the windows of the plane, we see nuns
staring out at the glittering city in the distance.
Packed with gamblers, the room is a flurry of activity.
Joey works his way through the crowd, then spots Vince near
the money cage.
JOEY:
We got her.
Page 103.
Vince follows Joey out of the casino with a grim
expression.
INT. STORAGE ROOM
Vince and Joey enter a storage room that is cluttered with
boxes. Christy is tied to a chair in the back of the room,
with Willy standing guard over her.
Christy sits very calmly, despite the anger she is in.
She seems distinctly nun-like in her radiant serenity.
VINCE:
(turning on the charm)
Babe.
Christy does not reply.
VINCE:
Babe, what happened here? Look at you.
CHRISTY:
Good evening, Vincent.
VINCE:
What, Vincent? This is me, doll. I
know you. What did you think you were
doing? Running to the cops. Hiding out.
No, no. You're sorry now, aren't you?
CHRISTY:
I am sorry for all my sins. And yours.
Vince, Willy and Joey all look at each other, perplexed.
WILLY:
She's a nun, Vince.
VINCE:
(kneeling by Christy)
I love you, Chris. I always will. I
gave you so much. My time. My
affection. A big-time career. And how
do you repay me? What's the thanks I
get? Where's the loyalty, huh? Where's
the love?
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