The Unseen Page #7
I'm going to get some water!
I'll be right back.
Watch his head!
Give me something to put under his head.
I'm sorry I made you mad.
I never should have left you.
It's all my fault.
I love you Harold.
You're my best friend.
I love you too... Sammy.
I'm sorry...
I didn't take you to see mama.
You see her again,
you tell her...
You're going to tell Harold.
We're going to go see her together.
Earl, go back and see
what happened to the ambulance.
All right, I'm going.
I don't want to go.
I got him.
I got him. Take him with you.
I don't want to go.
Look here. Wake up man. Come on.
Come on. Look at me.
Look at me! Focus! Yes.
You should have left me in there.
Why... Why did you get me out?
You would have done the same.
You would have done the same, right?
How did you go back in there?
How did you go back in there
after you saw what you saw?
I don't know what got me back here.
I just know...
that we shouldn't
have had to deal with that.
No, we shouldn't.
I kept thinking it was my fault
that if I hadn't came back that...
If you hadn't come back...
Here. Give me your hand.
Open it.
Take it.
Okay. I got it.
Stay with me.
Stay with me!
Me and you right?
Me and you. Come on!
Let's get him on the board,
and then get him the stretcher.
They're putting you on the stretcher.
You guys know what you're doing?
Watch his head man!
Watch it!
Roy!
I'm right here. Hey look, I'm right here.
I'm right here. Here I am.
Roy! Take...
Sammy to see...
see Mama.
She ain't right in the head...
All right, I'll take him. I'll take him.
I need to put this oxygen on him.
If he's going to make it
we're going to have to take him now.
Loretta you have some guests.
Mama?
Mama, it's me, Sammy...
and Roy.
My friend Roy is here.
He took me to see you.
I'm going to step out, okay?
Okay.
I'm sorry it took us so long to get here.
We missed you so much.
I got so much to tell you.
I brought you this.
Remember?
After you left us,
sometimes
Harold gets upset.
He's so angry.
He drinks and smokes.
Well, the other night
he had a terrible accident.
Home all burnt down.
It's all gone.
I asked if you could come home to see Harold.
They said you could mama.
We need you so bad.
I love you Mama.
We need you.
I wonder,
would we live our lives differently
if we started at the end.
Close your eyes.
I got something for you.
I've got something for you too.
What is it?
It's a rabbit's foot.
Don't you recognize it?
It's soft.
We lived through the darkness.
Fortunately the spring of life came around
and gave us another chance
to rediscover who we always were.
And we wouldn't be
judged for who we loved,
but whether we loved at all.
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
"The Unseen" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 23 Dec. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/the_unseen_21557>.
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