Saturday, December 13, 2008

348. Stranger - Leslie







  • FADE IN:

  • INT. CHURCH LOBBY - DAY

  • RICHARD, dressed in a crisply pressed shirt, khakhi pants, a perfectly matched tie, and shiny dress shoes, stands at the breakfast table, listening to the music coming from inside the sanctuary.

  • He looks over at the table, contemplating the bagels, then at his watch.

  • He sighs.

  • RICHARD
  • Guess it's that time.

  • TED, a homeless man dressed in ragged plaid and holey sneakers pushes open the door nearest to the breakfast table and walks toward Richard.

  • Ted's beard is flecked with unidentifiable bits of food and Richard works hard at not backing up as Ted approaches him.

  • Ted barely looks up, mumbling.

  • TED
  • Could I get a bagel for my friend out there? Eddie, Eddie's ashamed to come in. Doesn't use drugs, doesn't do nuthin'. I told him the food was ok for him to have. Church people wouldn't mind, but he's ashamed.

  • RICHARD
  • Sure, that's fine.

  • Richard moves aside to let Ted get to the table, then glances at the man's hands and reconsiders.

  • RICHARD
  • Here, I'll get you that bagel. Does he want it toasted, cream cheese?

  • TED
  • Just plain with cream cheese is fine. Knows the Bible better than anyone I know, Eddie does, but he's ashamed.

  • Richard cuts a bagel and slathers it with cream cheese.

  • He puts it on a plate and places a muffin next to it.

  • RICHARD
  • Yogurt?

  • TED
  • No, no...doesn't trust those packaged things, Eddie doesn't.

  • Richard hands him the plate, trying not to shudder as their hands touch.

  • Ted looks up at him for the first time.

  • TED
  • You think I didn't notice?

  • RICHARD
  • Excuse me?

  • TED
  • You'll get to Him on that day and you'll say, "Lord, Lord, I fed poor, smelly Eddie, I gave Ted the plate, Lord" and He'll say, "Get out, I don't know you, never did."

  • Ted holds his gaze with Richard until Richard looks away.

  • Ted turns to shuffle away and Richard rushes, faster than he'd like to the sanctuary, pulling open the door and letting the strains of music free for a moment, before closing the door behind him.

  • FADE TO BLACK.


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