1 EXT. FIELD - DAWN/THANKSGIVING 1
A deer hops through waist-high grass, not far from...
KELLER DOVER, camouflage, hunting rifle in hand. A
serious man, imposing, still built like a prize fighter
He doesn’t move a muscle; letting his son take the
RALPH DOVER, 15, aims his rifle, a little shaky, still
learning. He squeezes the trigger -- POP POP --
The deer stumbles towards us, shot in the neck. It backs
up and collapses. The high grass hides its final moments
in a canopy of swaying tendrils.
2 EXT. HIGHWAY - LATER 2
Still early morning. A pick-up truck barrels down the
highway. On the tailgate, in painted letters it says:
KELLER DOVER REMODELING & REPAIRS.
From above we see the shot deer lying in the pick-up’s
3 INT. KELLER’S TRUCK - TRAVELING 3
Keller drives. Ralph sits in the passenger seat. The
Everyday Testament is playing while Keller talks over it.
Most important thing your Grandpa
ever taught me. Be ready.
Hurricane, flood, whatever it ends
up being. No more food gets
delivered to the grocery store,
gas stations dry up. People turn
on one another and all of a sudden
all that stands between you and
being dead is you.
He looks at Ralph. Ralph nods, idolizes his father even
if he barely understands him. Keller nods back, not
finished, not satisfied, but done talking. He turns the
Everyday Testament up --
And he heard me; out of the belly
of hell cried I, and thou heardest
my voice. For thou hadst cast me
into the deep --
4 EXT. FAIRMOUNT CIRCLE - DAY/THANKSGIVING DAY 4
AN OLD YELLOWED RV as it weaves through CONYERS,
a blue collar town whose best days are half
a century behind it.
The RV turns onto Fairmount Circle, creeping past modest
houses with slush covered lawns, past KELLER DOVER’S
HOUSE, his pick-up truck parked in the driveway.
The RV disappears around the bend as...
The Dovers' front door opens and Keller’s daughter, ANNA,
6, walks out into the cold, followed by his wife, GRACE,
a fragile looking beauty with a whisper thin voice:
Are we taking the truck?
Ralph comes out, cradling a couple hunks of venison
bleeding through butcher’s paper.
We’re going up the street you
Keller comes out. Anna runs up to him, motioning for him
to pick her up --
Give me a ride.
Keller gives her a smile, squats down, lets her jump on
his back --
Up you go --
Keller hoists Anna up on his shoulders, Grace watching
Anna riding on his shoulders, Keller leads his family
down the street to the Birches' house.
Danny's Dad said he'd sell me
their old car. I got half of what
I need saved from the summer --
thought maybe --
Forget it. I'm barely getting
enough carpentry work to keep up
with the mortgage.
Why don’t you rent out Grandpa's
old apartment house?
Keller looks at Grace who’s grinning smugly.
Like I keep telling your mother,
it's an old building. Cost a
fortune to fix it up.
4A THE BIRCHES' HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER 4A
Keller bends down so Anna can ring the doorbell. He puts
her down, the family waiting on the doorstep like mute
The door opens and they’re welcomed by their neighbors
and long time friends THE BIRCHES:
FRANKLIN, 36, a bespectacled music teacher who already
has a drink in his hand. His wife NANCY, 32 -- tough,
happy, no nonsense.
Happy Thanksgiving. Keller, you
bring that poor deer you shot?