Sister Act Page #32

MOTHER SUPERIOR:

Break!

The nuns split up, each taking a different direction.

Vince and Joey look bewildered.

VINCE:

Get her!

JOEY:

Which one!

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VINCE:

The nun!

Vince, Joey and Willy each pick a nun and follow her.

Vince catches up to a nun, whom we only see from the rear.

He grabs her shoulder.

VINCE:

Babe.

The nun spins around; it is Mother Superior.

MOTHER SUPERIOR:

Sweetheart.

Vince releases her and frantically searches the crowd

again.

Joey catches up with his nun, only to find it is Mary

Patrick. The shell game has worked; Christy has escaped

for the moment.

INT. SLOT MACHINE AREA

We FIND Eddie scanning the floor and seeing nuns spread

out everywhere. He talks quietly into his walkie-talkie.

EDDIE:

Move in. Seal off the exits, but don't

come inside till I tell you.

INT. CASINO

Vince, Joey and Willy run into each other in the center of

the casino.

WILLY:

There's nuns everywhere! Hundreds of

'em!

All the nuns suddenly come together, and see that the

exits are blocked by Vince and his hoods. Vince spots

Christy in the center of the group.

VINCE:

There she is!

JOEY:

Which one?

Christy sees Vince pointing at her.

CHRISTY:

Quick, there's another way out of here.

Follow me.

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Christy runs toward a set of glass doors set off to one

side. The other nuns follow her.

VINCE:

She's heading for the lounge! Go!

Vince, Joey and Willy head for the lounge.

Across the room, Eddie sees Christy and the cluster of

nuns head through the glass doors. He barks into his

walkie-talkie.

EDDIE:

Move in -- now!

INT. LOUNGE

The lounge is deserted between shows, and all the lights

are out. The mobsters enter with guns drawn.

JOEY:

I can't see anything in here!

VINCE:

Willy -- hit the lights.

WILLY:

Where?

VINCE:

Find 'em!

Willy moves off to find the light switch. There is a

flash of black and white fabric behind some chairs.

JOEY:

There!

Before he can shoot, there is another

flash of fabric on the opposite side of

the room.

VINCE:

(aiming)

No -- there!

And a third flash of fabric near the stage.

JOEY:

Over there!

Willy has found the lights, and the lounge is suddenly

brightly lit. The mobsters blink for a moment, then find

all the nuns bunched together in a corner, trying to find

an exit.

VINCE:

Freeze! Everybody!

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The nuns turn and face the mobsters, shielding Christy.

VINCE:

Joey?

JOEY:

Where is she?

Christy steps forward, to the front of the stage.

CHRISTY:

Right here. Let the others go -- they

have nothing to do with this.

VINCE:

Joey -- do it.

JOEY:

But, boss -- she's still, you know, a

nun.

VINCE:

She's a broad! Got it! Just some

broad!

Mother Superior steps forward.

MOTHER SUPERIOR:

(with authority)

I guarantee you, she is no broad. She

is Sister Mary Clarence, of St.

Katherine's Convent. She is a model of

generosity, virtue and love. You have my

word, gentlemen. She is a nun.

WILLY:

Hear that? Now aren't you glad we

didn't shoot her?

Vince has had enough. Facing Christy, he raises the gun

and points it right between Christy's eyes, only inches

away. The nuns all recoil with horror.

BLAM! The gun goes off, but Christy isn't hit. She

blinks her eyes open, shocked to be alive. Instead, it's

Vince who falls, crumpling to the floor, and clutching his

shoulder.

Across the room, Eddie holds a smoking police revolver.

The nuns all swarm around Christy joyously.

MARY ROBERT:

Mary Clarence -- you're alive!

MARY PATRICK:

(smiling)

Christy.

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MARY LAZARUS:

(also smiling)

Van Cartier.

CHRISTY:

You know? About me? About everything?

Christy breaks away from the jubilant nuns. She faces

Mother Superior.

CHRISTY:

Reverend Mother -- Thank-you.

MOTHER SUPERIOR:

Oh?

CHRISTY:

You saved my life.

MOTHER SUPERIOR:

I'm a Christian.

Police pour into the room and gather up Joey, Willy and

Vince. Eddie walks over to Christy and Mother Superior.

EDDIE:

Don't you have a concert to go to?

CHRISTY:

That depends. Sisters, you don't know

this, but Reverend Mother's been making

all sorts of noises about resigning.

That's bad news. I don't know if we

could sing, if we thought that was true.

MARY ROBERT:

Not a note.

MARY PATRICK:

Impossible.

Mary Lazarus coughs, and points to her throat, as if she

has laryngitis. All the other nuns imitate her.

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