The Sweet Hereafter Page #3
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- Year:
- 1997
- 112 min
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MITCHELL:
I'm not getting any sound.
The STEWARDESS checks the headset and confirms the problem.
STEWARDESS:
I'll find you another pair.
The STEWARDESS leaves.
A young woman seated beside MITCHELL hands him her headset.
ALISON:
You can have mine.
MITCHELL takes ALISON'S headset. Their eyes lock for a
moment.
ALISON (CONT'D)
Yes, we do know each other. I'm
Alison Jones.
MITCHELL:
Alison Jones.
ALISON:
I was a friend of Zoe's. We went to
school together. I used to come to
your house.
MITCHELL:
(pretending to
remember)
Yes.
ALISON:
Ally. That was my nickname.
MITCHELL:
Ally. That's right.
ALISON:
How are you?
MITCHELL:
I'm just fine, Ally. What about
you?
ALISON:
I'm fine. Still working with my
father.
MITCHELL:
And what does he do again?
ALISON:
He used to work with you. Until you
found out he was having an affair
with your wife.
Pause. MITCHELL finally remembers ALISON JONES.
MITCHELL:
Ally Jones.
ALISON:
How is Mrs. Stephens?
MITCHELL:
We're...not together.
ALISON:
I'd heard that. But she's well?
MITCHELL:
Yes...fine.
ALISON:
And Zoe? How's Zoe?
Pause. The STEWARDESS comes back with a new headset. She
notices the set that ALISON has given him.
STEWARDESS:
Oh, you've beaten me to it.
The STEWARDESS hands the headset to ALISON.
STEWARDESS (CONT'D)
Here.
The camera has remained fixed on MITCHELL'S face.
CUT TO:
EXT. ROADSIDE -- MORNING
WANDA and HARTLEY OTTO are waiting for the school bus with
their adopted son BEAR.
The bus arrives, and the door opens to reveal DOLORES
DRISCOLL, who is driving.
DOLORES:
Good morning, Wanda. Hi, Hartley.
WANDA:
Hi, Dolores.
DOLORES watches as WANDA and HARTLEY OTTO affectionately say
goodbye to their boy. WANDA gives BEAR a photograph, which
has strong psychedelic influences. BEAR shows it proudly to
DOLORES.
WANDA (CONT'D)
What do you think?
DOLORES:
Well, it's certainly what you'd call
interesting.
WANDA:
(laughing)
You hate it.
DOLORES:
I didn't say that.
WANDA:
I could wrap it up. Protect the
other kids.
DOLORES:
I'll just strap it on the roof.
WANDA:
It's for the school bazaar.
DOLORES:
Oh, it's bizarre alright. C'mon
Bear. Let's get you out of here.
WANDA:
Away from your crazy Mom.
DOLORES:
(voice over)
The Ottos always waited for the bus
with Bear. They were the only
parents who did that, together like
that. I guess they're what you
might call hippies.
MITCHELL:
(voice over)
What do you mean by that, Mrs.
Driscoll?
CUT TO:
INT. DOLORES'S HOUSE -- DAY
DOLORES and MITCHELL are in the modest livingroom of
DOLORES'S house. The conversation continues from the
previous voice over.
In the corner of the room sits ABBOTT, DOLORES'S husband.
ABBOTT has suffered a massive stroke, and seems to be
completely paralyzed. His presence, however, is intense and
powerful.
MITCHELL frequently looks over to ABBOTT during his
conversations with DOLORES. ABBOTT is always watching him
like a hawk, making MITCHELL uneasy.
DOLORES:
Dolores. No one calls me 'Mrs.
Driscoll'.
MITCHELL:
What do you mean by that, Dolores?
DOLORES:
About the Ottos?
MITCHELL:
Yes. What do you mean by 'hippies'?
DOLORES:
I mean, the way they look. Their
hair and clothing...
MITCHELL:
Do they have any reputation for
drugs?
DOLORES:
No, nothing like that. The Ottos
are what I'd call model citizens.
They're regular at town meetings.
They give their opinions in a
respectful way. They always help
out at various fund-raising bazaars
in town , though they aren't church
goers.
MITCHELL:
And they loved Bear.
DOLORES:
Oh yes. Like I said, they always
came out together to see him off to
school. It's like he was their
little treasure. He was such a
beautiful boy. That's a picture of
him on the wall there, behind
Abbott.
MITCHELL turns around to find the picture of BEAR.
It is right behind ABBOTT'S head, so MITCHELL has to divide
his attention between the cute PHOTOGRAPH of BEAR clutching
a prize rabbit at last year's county fair, and ABBOTT'S
glaring eyes.
ANGLE ON:
The PHOTOGRAPHS of various children with their pets. Some
have ribbons.
DOLORES (CONT'D)
(voice over)
Those are all from the fair last
year. Abbott and me were judges at
the pet show.
MITCHELL:
For rabbits?
DOLORES:
(nodding)
Abbott used to breed them 'til he
had the stroke. Bear won first
prize. Just look at the smile on
his face.
DOLORES:
He was one of those children that
bring out the best in people. He
would have been a wonderful man.
ANGLE ON:
MITCHELL as he stares at the photo of BEAR.
CUT TO:
The camera is outside the bus, looking at BEAR as he
finishes waving to his parents.
ANGLE ON:
BEAR'S P.O.V. of WANDA and HARTLEY disappearing as the bus
pulls away.
CUT TO:
The camera moves inside the crowded bus, peering at the
childrens' activity as they play with each other in the bus.
ANGLE ON:
JESSICA and MASON ANSEL are seated at the back of the bus,
looking out the rear window, waving at someone.
CUT TO:
EXT. SCHOOL BUS -- MORNING
JESSICA and MASON are seen waving at...
BILLY ANSEL, driving behind them in his pick up truck. He
waves back at his children.
DOLORES:
(voice over)
Billy Ansel started honking at us up
around Upper Hat Creek. He always
started to do that when he caught up
to the bus. He'd wave at his kids,
Jessica and Mason, who always sat at
the back. Normally, he followed us
the whole distance over the ridge
towards the school.
CUT TO:
INT. DOLORES'S HOUSE -- DAY
The conversation between MITCHELL and DOLORES continues from
the previous scene.
MITCHELL:
So Billy was driving behind the bus
at the time of the accident?
DOLORES nods. Her expression is distant.
DOLORES:
Billy loved to see his kids in the
bus. They always sat in the back,
so they could wave to each other.
It comforted him.
MITCHELL:
From what?
DOLORES:
(confused)
From what?
MITCHELL:
Did he have any particular problems
that you knew of? Financial
pressures...run-ins with the law...
DOLORES:
No, nothing like that. Billy's
wife, Lydia, died of cancer a few
years ago. He took over raising the
children by himself. It was obvious
how much he missed Lydia.
MITCHELL:
You talked about it?
DOLORES:
No.
(beat)
I saw it on his face.
Pause. DOLORES stares at MITCHELL.
CUT TO:
EXT. BILLY'S PICK-UP -- MORNING
Through the windshield, the camera fixes on BILLY'S face as
he stares at his children.
ANGLE ON:
Inside the cab of his pick up, BILLY dials a number on his
cell phone. He continues to wave at his children as he
speaks into the phone.
BILLY:
(into the phone)
Hi...Can you talk? I'm on my way to
work...I'm waving at them
now...What's that noise?
CUT TO:
EXT. BIDE-A-WILE MOTEL -- MORNING
RISA is on a cordless phone. She has just finished cleaning
a room. WENDELL is hammering in the background.
RISA:
Wendell's working on the roof. He
thinks he's fixing a leak. As far
as I'm concerned he's just punching
in a few new holes.
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