EXt. BALL FIELD - DAY

        Various S tEAMS practice. Maggie strides across

        tball field, a scowl on her face. A few hIGh SChOOL

        FOOtBALL PLAYERS job past Maggie, doing laps. A boy, KENDALL,

        calls out to ionately as shem,

        DENNIS, slows o run alongside Maggie.

        DENNIS

        (playful)

        Maggie, dont marry Coach! Marry me.

        I love you.

        MAGGIE

        Youre jail bait, Dennis. Go away.

        Run your laps. Go. Go.

        Dennis runs on as Maggie tioward her goal: Bob and Ike,

        standing togethe field.

        ANGLE ON BOB AND IKE

        tanding on ter wave of

        VARSItY FOOtBALL PLAYERS ram into t across

        top of it. Ike is mung on

        one of the KIDS.

        BOB

        Drive! Drive! From your    low,

        get lo lo!

        Ike smiles broadly atop of the sled as he sees Maggie

        approacy peeved. s to

        Maggie. Bob lig t of her.

        BOB (td)

        Good job, gentlemen... Special teams.

        tball players move ao

        Maggie, leaves Ike alone.

        BOB (td)

        (to Maggie)

        hey, honey!

        Bob kisses and embraces Maggie. S see Ike immediately,

        then:

        MAGGIE

        (indig Ike)

        is o now?

        BOB

        Ike just came by to c team.

        IKE

        And talk about you.

        Ike grins and ses in .

        MAGGIE

        Bob -- are you making friends his

        man?

        BOB

        Im just bragging about    you

        are. Im t man alive.

        Bob grabs Maggie around t and smooches her adly.

        Maggie sco Ike. he nods, all charm.

        IKE

        ell -- Ive got to get moving -- lot

        of o do today! Ill see you two

        love-birds later.

        Ike leaves. Bob calls after him.

        BOB

        See you at the wedding.

        IKE

        You bet ya, Coach.

        Maggie is ag. Sares at Bob. Ike joins in behind a line

        of peppy cheerleaders.

        MAGGIE

        At te him? Bob,

        dont you realize ing another

        article about me?

        BOB

        Sure I do. But t defense is a

        good offense, rig going

        to let your oppohrow you off

        yame.

        MAGGIE

        You dont uand this guy.

        BOB

        Let o the wedding. Youre

        not running, rig. "Im

        not..."

        MAGGIE

        (irritably)

        Im not running.

        BOB

        So if youre not running and Ike Graham

        is to see it, ticle he

        es    to have a happy ending,

        rigurning

        lemon into lemonade.

        MAGGIE

        Ive got ne of

        sugar and er is going to turn like

        Grao somet to take

        on a piic.

        Bob gives Maggie a big hug.

        BOB

        homemade sunshine?

        Bob blos Maggie on tball sled.

        BOB (td)

        I    you boys to take my princess on

        tell em

        where you parked your car.

        Maggie screams as tball field.

        INt. FESSIONAL BOOth/ChURCh - DAY

        Maggie kneels, ly. te opens

        before her.

        MAGGIE

        Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

        My last fession was... ahh...

        Sries to recall.

        MAGGIE (td)

        ... Anyeical

        question here. Ive been having -- bad

        ts. I mean, really bad ts

        ...

        PRIESt

        Of an impure nature?

        MAGGIE

        No -- like -- Im h

        t .

        I    revenge. I    to destroy this

        guys life, career, everythe

        sin scale, ? I mean,

        I "; my    of it?

        PRIESt

        C is...

        MAGGIE

        (impatient)

        t    this side

        of ten years ago t you had your

        tongue do. So dont call

        me "c;, Brian. It annoys me.

        PRIESt/ BRIAN

        upset.

        Brian closes ts

        MAGGIE

        (still inside

        th)

        Brian, open up. Dont ignore me.

        Brian leans into eps out to join him.

        BRIAN

        Youre not even Catholic, Maggie -- you

        really s e to fession.

        le man. ther for a

        beat.

        MAGGIE

        Im sorry. Im just so stressed out

        about t slime-ball reporter being in

        town. I jus o e warn you he

        migart asking you

        all kinds of ridiculous questions.

        Brian moves as in a nearby pew.

        BRIAN

        Actually, he only asked me one

        ridiculous question. t

        so bad.

        MAGGIE

        (sliding along

        the pew)

        ? You talked to ell

        ed before you ?

        BRIAN

        Yes, yes, Im sure I only did you good,

        Maggie.

        MAGGIE

        did he ask?

        A woman, MRS. MURPhY, rushes in.

        MRS. MURPhY

        Fatoo late?

        BRIAN

        No, no.

        MRS. MURPhY

        It    take long. Jus two venials.

        to to .

        BRIAN

        Only respectful t did we

        kind

        of music did you like... Did you ruin

        my life anding at

        tar...

        MAGGIE

        And w did you say?

        BRIAN

        you when

        clearly w o me is as

        God intended?

        MAGGIE

        (relieved)

        Good ohanks.

        BRIAN

        It o be how I feel.

        Brian sits o Maggie.

        MAGGIE

        God... Of course. Im sorry -- I mean,

        Im...

        (sighs)

        Brian -- Ive got to go. the mans a

        lunatic, but I knoly where hes

        goi.

        BRIAN

        God bless you, Maggie.

        Surns to rus, tops herself.

        MAGGIE

        O, my purse.

        So to Mrs. Murphy.

        MAGGIE (td)

        Excuse me, sorry, fot my purse.

        Good luck.

        Maggie closes tain and turns to Brian.

        MAGGIE (td)

        ait -- he ridiculous

        question he asked?

        Brian smiles mischievously.

        BRIAN

        ed to know o like

        ys.

        MAGGIE

        eird. Like after all those years you

        would remem--

        Sarts to go, tops in racks as she hears:

        BRIAN

        (interrupting)

        -- Scrambled, , pepper and

        dill. Same as me.

        Maggie looks at Brian. Suddenly, soo.

        MAGGIE

        (tenderly)

        Im really sorry t I    you, Brian.

        BRIAN

        Im o

        be. But if you ever bee a Catholic,

        may I ask you a favor, Maggie?

        MAGGIE

        Of course.

        BRIAN

        Could your fess to Fatrick

        from now on?

        MAGGIE

        Of course.

        And s. Brian goes bato the fessional.

        EXt. GILLS GARAGE - DAY

        Maggie drives up to an old brick fire is noo

        garage. t;Gills Garage".

        INt. GILLS GARAGE - DAY

        Maggie rus.

        Several cars, including a yellow jeep-like car up on a hydraulic

        lift, are in the funky garage.

        MAGGIE

        Gill? Lydia? Gill?

        A CRAStering

        in Spanis stumbles GILL ChAVEZ, 34, wearing a grease-

        stained Grateful Dead tie-dyed t-s. riumply,

        E tAPE in his hands.

        GILL

        !

        Maggie regards ient h.

        MAGGIE

        Found w?

        Gill looks up and gives Maggie a fond, hazy smile.

        GILL

        Mags! ape from the

        Radio City Music    --

        Remember t nigrying to get

        Jerry to let me sit in on "Ripple"?

        tte from its case. Its broken. tape

        is dangling from tte.

        GILL (td)

        (disappointed)

        O for you.

        Gill picks up aric GUItAR and starts to play
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