The Messenger: The Story of Joan of Arc Page #5
JEANNE:
Why did she have to die?
PRIEST:
Only God knows the answer to that.
JEANNE:
I know Jesus says to love our
enemies but I can't -- I just want
the English to burn in hell for ever
and ever!
PRIEST:
I realize your anger, Jeanne, but we
must learn to forgive. It's hard,
but revenge will never bring about
peace.
JEANNE:
Then what will? And what will bring
her back? And why did she have to
die in the first place instead of
me? Why didn't he take my life
instead of hers? It was my fault --
I was late -- she gave me her hiding
place...!!
PRIEST:
Jeanne... calm down...! Calm down,
Jeanne!
Jeanne breaks off, trembling, tears pouring down her
cheeks.
PRIEST:
I don't pretend to know God's will,
but I am sure of one thing -- the
Lord always has a good reason.
Perhaps he saved you because he
needs you... for some higher
calling. So... as long as you
answer that call, your sister will
not have died in vain.
Jeanne clams down. She stares at the Priest for a long
moment, and her look becomes very deep and intense.
JEANNE:
I don't want to wait for his call.
PRIEST:
Jeanne, be patient.
JEANNE:
I want to be with him always...
PRIEST:
Soon you'll be able to take the Holy
Mass, and as you eat of his flesh
and drink of his blood, you will be
at one with him.
JEANNE:
I want to be at one with Him now.
On the open road, with Jeanne sitting on the back of
Daxart's wagon. It's a grey, lowering, dismal sort of
day. The Daxarts are up front, talking in low voices.
DAXART:
What did he say?
AUNT:
He says we must bring her to church
whenever she wants.
DAXART:
Hmmm... easy for him -- he's not the
one that has to do the bringing.
Behind them, the wagon is empty. Jeanne is long gone.
EXT. COUNTRYSIDE - DAY
The rain pours down in torrents -- Jeanne runs...
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
... down the deserted road -- into the church...
... and up the aisle to the altar. She grabs a jug of
wine, pours some into the chalice -- holds it up high as
the Priest did, then gulps it down. The wine cascades
from her mouth like blood as she gazes up at the stained
glass image --
JEANNE:
I want to be with you now!
Daxart sits bolt upright, awaking from a nightmare. It's
early morning, his wife still asleep beyond him.
INT./ EXT. DAXART ATTIC/POV OF FIELD - DAWN
Daxart opens the door to Jeanne's room. Empty, the bed
unslept in. He walks in -- hears something. Looking out
of the window he sees --
Jeanne in the distance, playing be herself. Daxart
smiles.
Jeanne pauses, her stick poised in mid-air --
SUBLIMINAL FLASH --
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