1 INT. CHURCH 1
I’m real sorry about Dorothy,
Walt. She was a real peach.
Thanks for coming, Al.
eyes, physically fit and has had the same buzz cut
Walt is also a perfectionist. Nothing escapes his
hawklike eyes, eyes that pierce and judge.
his wife’s funeral. His eyes narrow at his
GRANDDAUGHTER’s belly button ring.
across the pews.
Look at the Old Man glaring at
Ashley. He can’t even tone it
down at Mom’s funeral?
What do you expect? Dad’s still
living in the ‘50s. He expects
little more modestly.
Yeah, well your kid’s wearing a
Timberwolves jersey. I’m sure Dad
My point is that there’s nothing
anyone can do that won’t
disappoint the Old Man.
It’s inevitable. That’s why we
stopped doing Thanksgivings; the
deal with the boat motor, the
broken bird bath, it’s always
What are we going to do with him?
Don’t you think he’ll get in
trouble by himself over in the old
Why don’t you have him move in
2 INT. CHURCH -LATER 2
The choir sings the Beatitudes.
Death... is often a bittersweet
occasion to us Catholics. Bitter
in the pain it causes the deceased
those who know the salvation that
awaits them. And some may ask,
what is death. Is it the end? Or
is it the beginning? And what is
life? What is this thing we call
Walt doesn’t know what to do with himself.
keep busy. Steve steps over to his father.
He has to
Yeah, well, I s’pose they knewthere’d be plenty of ham. I think
I’ll do it, Dad.
Naw, we need them now, not next
Is that Dad?
No, it’s Grandpa Walt.
‘Third Platoon, E company, Marchsecond, 1952, Korea.’
Hell if I know?
David holds up a MEDAL.
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