The Boondock Saints Page #32

ROCCO:

You gonna do what I say, got it?

PRIEST:

Yes.

ROCCO:

I'm sorry you're gonna hafta see

this. Don't look at me!

PRIEST:

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't see.

ROCCO:

Shut up! Shut the f*** up!

INT. CHURCH CONNOR'S CONFESSIONAL EARLY MORNING

Connor is furiously working his fingers through the lattice

work to open the slider to the priest's booth from his side.

INT. CHURCH PRIEST'S BOOTH EARLY MORNING

Rocco takes the priest and puts his face in front of the

slider to Smecker's booth, gun to the back of his head.

PRIEST:

Don't do this my son.

ROCCO:

Open it!

PRIEST:

Have you no fear of God?

ROCCO:

That's who I'm doing this for, now

open the f***in' thing.

Connor gets the slider open. Rocco's long hair hangs just

inches from Connor's face. Connor puts his thumb and

forefinger through, desperately reaching for a lock of Rocco's

hair. Rocco jostles the priest and puts the gun hard to his

head.

ROCCO:

Father, I'll do you right here.

PRIEST:

(slowly obey,

whispering)

God have mercy on my soul.

Rocco starts to move the priest aside and put his gun to

Smecker's now open slider.

Just then Connor snags a piece of Rocco's hair and pulls him

back hard and fast by it, until his head slams into the

lattice work. Rocco grabs the priest back into position.

Connor grabs a nice wad of Rocco's hair with his left hand,

so that the side of Rocco's face is now pressed to the

lattice. Connor then puts a gun to Rocco's head.

CONNOR:

(hard whisper)

You little f***. Let him go. I'll

drop you right here.

ROCCO:

Okay, just calm down. He could hurt

us, brother. He could ruin the whole

thing.

CONNOR:

Let him go or I will deliver you,

right now.

(pulls hammer back)

ROCCO:

You won't do it Connor, you won't.

You love me man.

INT. CHURCH CONFESSIONAL BOOTHS EARLY MORNING

Smecker wakes up from a drunken stupor. He looks through the

slider window at the barely discernible face of the now crying

priest.

SMECKER:

(slurred, loud)

Hello? You there?

PRIEST:

Y-Yes my son.

ROCCO:

(whispers)

Do your thing Father. Don't f***

this up.

PRIEST:

(whispering to Rocco)

What do you want me to say?

ROCCO:

Just be natural, goddamit.

PRIEST:

How long since your last confession,

my son?

SMECKER:

Oh, Christ, uh, I've never confessed.

The priest can hear Connor and Rocco whisper, but Smecker

cannot.

SMECKER:

According to the dogma of the Catholic

church, I should probably burst into

flames right here in this booth. But

I've come here for advice, not

salvation.

Connor and Rocco stop and listen now.

PRIEST:

Why have you come to a church for

council if you're not religious?

SMECKER:

(ponderous)

Why have I come to a church? I never

have before. I guess I just... felt

I should.

PRIEST:

What is it my son?

SMECKER:

It's ethics. I put evil men behind

bars, but the law has miles of red

tape and loopholes for these...

cocksuckers to slip through. I've

found out there are these two young

men who fix the situation with an

iron fist. As if they have God's

permission. But what they do is wrong

and I should arrest them...

technically.

PRIEST:

God's permission? God doesn't...

Rocco shakes the priest.

SMECKER:

But in this day and age I believe

what they do is... necessary. I feel

it is... correct.

PRIEST:

You believe?

SMECKER:

Yes.

PRIEST:

You feel?

SMECKER:

Yes.

PRIEST:

You feel? A soul is what gives you

feelings. Happiness, guilt, right or

wrong. It is a conduit through which

the Lord speaks to us. You felt that

your answers would be here in the

house of God today. You feel these

men are necessary. The Lord has spoken

to you twice this day.

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