Stir of Echoes Page #6
Yeah, I do.
But you don't have anything to...
Tom, you're talking like a goddamn lunatic!
That's what people are gonna say.
I-it's just a body. It doesn't prove anything.
She's...
She's got somebody's hair in her hand.
They're gonna be able to tell whose it is.
Hey, Frank.
We... we gotta call the cops.
What were we supposed to do?
It was an accident.
The kids come to us, she's already dead.
The damage is done. There's nothing
anybody can do to bring her back.
But these kids got...
everything ahead of them.
So what were we supposed to do, Tom?
Send our sons to jail for the rest of their lives
because of her?
Who are you planning to shoot with that?
- Get the hell outta here, Tom.
- Hey, Frank... come on upstairs.
We... we could talk about this.
I've been living with this for... six months.
Six f***ing months!
Do you think anything you have to say is
gonna make one bit of difference to me?!
- Get the hell outta here!
- I-I'm not leaving until...
Get out!
Get out!
- Hi.
- Hi. Hi.
- Well, it's really pouring, huh?
- Yeah, looks like it.
You got a minute?
No, I'm... I'm... kinda busy right now.
It's important.
I-I don't really
have time to talk right now, Harry.
Ah, Jesus! This rain, huh?!
Harry, like I said, you know,
I'm really kind of busy right now.
Kurt, I know you weren't raised in a barn.
Close that door.
Maybe I could call you later or something?
Tom, we got ourselves
Whaddaya mean?
What the hell you think
you're doing to my house?
I heard all this pounding going on.
I didn't think you'd be wrecking the place!
What's the matter with you?
Oh, don't worry. I'm gonna...
I'm gonna take care of that.
I-I was trying to fix your water main,
you know - it was leaking,...
...and I couldn't get to it
from underneath the house.
I-I mean... I-I couldn't
get under the house to get to it.
Is that right?
Some.
Can I look around?
Yeah. Yeah, sure. Sure. Help yourself.
Maybe you'd better show me where it's at.
Well, you guys'll be able to see.
- Drink it.
- Right.
Hurry up.
The water main doesn't run under the house.
Well, I know that now.
Sh*t, Tom.
Argh!
Get him on the rug.
- Don't look at him. Roll him over.
- Yeah.
Let's go! All right,...
...get outta the way.
Tom?
Are you here?
Sh*t!
Argh!
Out of the way, Kurt!
Arghh!
They were gonna kill you, Tommy.
You and Maggie both.
- Are you OK?
- Yeah.
Cold-blooded murder.
I can't let something like that happen.
Not here.
This was a decent neighbourhood.
If I ever feel the light again
Shining down on me
I don't have to tell you
I felt the light before
But I let it slip away
And I just keep on believing
that it'll come back some day
It's not the spotlight
It's not the candlelight
It's not the streetlights
Just some old street of dreams
It ain't the moonlight
Not even the sunlight
But I've seen it shining in your eyes
and you know what I mean
Jake...
Jake...
Jake...
La-da-da, da-da-da
Hello, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Are you out there?
Oh
Oh-oh
La-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da, da-da-da
Oh
MOD, are you out there?
I can't see your face but you left a trace
On a data back-road that I almost erased
Not even God takes this long to get back
So get back
Cos I hit a fork in the road,
I lost my way home
Cut off from the main line
like a disconnected modem
Hello?
Tap in the code, I'll reach you below
No one should brave
that underworld alone
Hello, hello, hello
How do I reach you?
Oh
Oh-oh
La-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da, da-da-da
Oh
Oh
La-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da, da-da-da
Oh
Oh
Word has it on the wire
That you don't know who you are
Well, if you could jack into my brain,
you'd know exactly what you mean here
Mothers are trails on stars in the night
Fathers are black holes
that suck up the light
That's the memory I filed on the fringe
Along with the memory
of the pain you lived in
Hello
I don't have the password,
but the path is chain-linked
So if you got the time, set the tone to sync
Tap in the code
Hello, hello
Are you out there?
Oh
Oh-oh
La-da-da, da-da-da
La-da-da, da-da-da
Oh
0 fans
Submitted on August 05, 2018
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
"Stir of Echoes" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 25 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/stir_of_echoes_18903>.
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