The Boondock Saints Page #33

Rocco and Connor show their individual looks of surprise.

SMECKER:

(sarcastically)

Has he now?

PRIEST:

You have entered the house of the

Lord of your own free will speaking

of beliefs and feelings. Is it so

much to believe that God has brought

you here?

SMECKER:

I guess not.

PRIEST:

It is easy to be sarcastic about

religion. It is harder to take small

hints from God, your feelings and

listen to them... to take a stand.

The look of surprise on Rocco and Connor's faces show that

the priest is doing a hell of a job.

SMECKER:

You're right.

PRIEST:

Those who do not act are in a constant

state of ethical indecision.

SMECKER:

I want to stand for what I believe

in, father.

PRIEST:

Then you must find out what your

beliefs are.

SMECKER:

I believe these young men are right.

PRIEST:

You know them personally?

SMECKER:

Yes.

PRIEST:

Do you think they would harm an

innocent man, for any reason?

SMECKER:

No. They would never do that.

The priest starts to show signs of anger as he starts turning

to Rocco.

SMECKER:

Well, the two Irish guys wouldn't.

But the Italian guy, he might. He's

kind of an idiot.

Fear returns to the priests face. Rocco presses the gun hard

to the priests head and jostles him.

ROCCO:

(whispers to priest)

Goddam right, I am.

SMECKER:

I'm beginning to see. I've been doing

my job... well for fifteen years and

it's just not enough. All the things

I wish I could do, these guys are

doing. Millions of dollars in tax

payers' money wasted on sh*t like

wire taps and surveillance. Theses

boys go in and take care of it for

the price of a bullet.

(looks up)

Ww-what do you think I should do?

Because I'm a law man.

Rocco jostles the priest again.

PRIEST:

The laws of God are higher than the

laws of man.

SMECKER:

(the clouds have lifted)

Yes! Yes! I was thinking that, too.

No. I was feeling it. All I needed

was to hear you say it! Amen! I'll

help them.

PRIEST:

(whispers)

Forgive me father.

SMECKER:

Thank you, Father, thank you.

(he attempts the sign

of the cross but

screws it up)

Whatever. Goodbye, amen.

Smecker exits and they all let go after a brief pause. Rocco

turns and starts fixing up the priest's ruffled suit.

ROCCO:

I wouldn't have, uh, killed you,

Father.

(signs cross)

Dominus Ominus. Remember, you're

bound. You can't talk about this...

to anyone.

PRIEST:

Just go!

INT. CHURCH EARLY MORNING

Rocco exits the booth and shuts the door behind him. Connor

is standing outside, hands on his hips. Rocco smiles at him

as Connor fumes.

ROCCO:

(giggling)

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Connor slaps him in the back of the head and kicks him in

the ass. Rocco's still giggling as they exit.

INT. PHONE BOOTH UPTOWN LATER

SMECKER:

That's all you can give me?

INT. PHONE BOOTH DOWNTOWN CONTINUOUS

We shoot alternating coverage between the two locations.

CONNOR:

Well, the light caught the side of

his face for a second. And it looked

like he had a gray beard, maybe...

late fifties, early sixties.

SMECKER:

So you're telling me it was one guy

with six guns? A-and he was a senior

f***ing citizen?

CONNOR:

I think it's better if we find this

man before he finds us again.

SMECKER:

I'll see what I can do. How do I get

in touch with you?

CONNOR:

We're going to hit Poppa Joe tonight,

right in the comfort of his own home.

Then we move on to New York. It's

getting a bit hot for us here.

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