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Just One Night
Script
Scene 7 - The
End
7.1
INT.
PRISON VISITING ROOM. Tom is sitting at a table looking at some family
photos. He has one in his hand. It is assumed that Trooper Forey is stationed
offscreen although we never see him. Tom looks up at camera ...
TOM
I guess I've done all right
here. I see my children once every three weeks for an hour and a
half. [Tom picks up a photo in his hand to emphasize
the point.] Once every 3 weeks for an hour and a half,
in a prison visiting room, I get to see my babies.
[He looks down at a photo in his hand.] My son, he's 9 years
old, he's a pretty smart guy. Good at math. Hour and
a half every 3 weeks - bing, bing - that's a day a year. One day
a year I see my children. [Looks up at camera
again.] Pretty horrible, right? Can you imagine anything
worse than this? Really. But there is, right?
[ Tom stands up preparing to leave.] See, I lived through this.
I'm the lucky guy here. I have a chance to go forward in my life
and get through this somehow. But Brian Colgan, my passenger,
he didn't make it. And in one night of my bad choices, I took
everything that he was, everything he ever hoped to be - like that.
[Snaps his fingers.] Brian's son is the same age as my son.
So what's that little boy going to do? Who's he going to turn
to when he's got trouble or needs help? Who's going to look
after him through life? My boy still has me, but his son has
no father, forever.
Tom
turns and says "I'm ready to go." Tom exits frame. Dissolve to ...
7.2
EXT.
PRISON YARD. Tom is walking out of the prison, escorted by Trooper Forey.
They are on their way to Tom's next presentation. We hear Tom's voice
over video, then cut to the school...
TOM
So here's the deal, here's
the message. It doesn't matter how old you are, how young you are
- you're all adults here. Faculty, students alike. It doesn't
matter how old or young, how rich or poor, whether you're one of those
cool or uncool people, jock or not a jock, none of it matters. As
soon as you have a drink, your ability to make good choices begins to decline,
right? That's the way it is. We all know that. take a
drink, loosen up. As soon as you have a drink, your ability to make
good choices begins to decline. We know that's what it's about.
And maybe, maybe the choices you would make could put you where I am, and
cause the kind of tragedy in the lives of people that I have caused.
And I pray to God that doesn't happen for you. You're all adults.
You're smart people. You make your own choices in life, and I hope
you make better ones than I did. Just use your heads.
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