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IRIsh town square, 1851 - day Super: Ireland 1851 A MOB has gathered to hear a verdict in a poor and dirty town square. The people are angry, the mood is dark and frenzied. A 7 year-old sandy-blond boy whose face is marked with worry (JONATHON BAILEY) huddles next to his bloodshot and shifty father (SEAMUS BAILEY). MICHAEL MCTANNER stands shackled and guarded in the center of the murmuring villagers. He is unshaven and fidgety but resolute. Standing beside him are his WIFE and 10 year-old son, CHARLES. Charles absorbs it all with sharp, intellectual eyes and a clenched jaw. An elderly JUDGE emerges, steps onto a stool and opens a scroll as the crowd grows quiet. JUDGE Hear ye, citizens of the fair village of Kilmoe, County Cork. The matter has been decided. McTanner glares at young Jonathon across the square. Jonathon shrinks in fear. JUDGE After due deliberation, this assizes hereby finds that Michael McTanner is guilty. A mix of CHEERS and GASPS. McTanner shakes his head. His Wife begins to WAIL. Charles grabs his father tight. JUDGE Of the heinous crime of pillaging coffins and buried possessions, defiling the resting place of our forefathers for his own benefit. Having borne the pain of this famine so heavily, this fair village cannot -- and will not -- permit such vile actions. The Mob ROARS. The Guards step in to restrain the rowdies from McTanner. A piece of fruit flies at McTanner and lands at his feet. Charles grabs the fruit to throw it back but McTanner restrains him. The Judge motions for silence. JUDGE And so, this criminal is hereby sentenced to 20 lashes. The Wifes wailing crescendos. JUDGE And from this morn hence, Michael McTanner and all his family are hereby banished from this county and are never to enter its borders again. The Mob CHEERS again. Stone-faced, McTanner comforts his Wife and Charles as the Guards lead them away. Jonathon gawks at the unfolding events. Several VILLAGERS peer at Jonathon as they exit. A passing FARMER smiles down at Jonathon and makes the sign of the cross. Seamus places a hand on Jonathons shoulder and leans towards his ear. 0002000006AA000008726A4,SEAMUS (whispering) You did the right thing, Jonathon. Godll bless you for it. Jonathon and Seamus slowly walk away from the square. EXT. CITy street - day A stone street bustles with people, horses, and carriages. It is dirty and dark. SUPER: New York, 1887 Jonathon Bailey, softer now and forty-three, weaves through the crowded city streets. His clothes are ragged, his face worn and tired. Jonathon stops to inquire at a storefront, then bows his head and moves along. A few doors down, an elderly WOMAN waves to Jonathon. He smiles without stopping. WOMAN Top of the morning, Jonathon. JONATHON Hello, there. WOMAN (yelling after him) Best a luck finding something! Jonathon waves as he continues down the street. He turns the corner towards an industrial building. Nearing the entrance, he spots a small, hand-painted sign on the ground: Hiring -- NINA. Jonathon stops, reads the sign, and then walks away. InT. bank lobby - day A tall, slender gentlemen of obvious wealth with a ruthless, clenched jaw, CHARLES TANNER, enters a lavish bank lobby. As he removes his hat, a BANKER rushes the length of the lobby to take his coat. The sounds of his quick steps echoes through the lobby. BANKER This way, Mr. Tanner, right this way. They walk together through the bank towards a back office. InT. BAnk office - day With a look of weary arrogance, Tanner sits and waits across a desk from the Banker. The Banker examines the paperwork and WHISTLES in amazement. BANKER (laughing nervously) Quite an ambitious project you have underway, Mr. Tanner. Almost terrifying. The Banker looks to Tanner for a response, but gets nothing. He flips through more papers and sighs. 00020000075100000F1674B,BANKER (CONTD) With these radical changes to the building plans-- TANNER Upgrades. BANKER Pardon? TANNER They are upgrades, guaranteed by my architect to be perfectly sound. BANKER But, its unheard of. Youre adding floors in the middle of construction. TANNER Which will bring more revenue for all of us. BANKER Of course. With these upgrades, we certainly do understand the need for additional financing. But to be perfectly frank, Im troubled by the total costs incurred to date. (looking over his glasses) The Board, I can tell you, shares my concerns. The numbers are unfathomable. Tanner stares back and repeatedly RAPS the chair arm with his fingers. TANNER Youve loaned more to other businessmen. I know it. How do you think the bridge was built? BANKER Yes, but usually they had other assets for collateral. Office buildings and such. TANNER As do I. The Banker looks down at his pencil. BANKER They are funeral homes. A lot of them, to be sure, but the numbers are really not comparable. TANNER The funeral business is always good in this town. I bet well even have you for a client some day. The Banker LAUGHS, then stops quickly. TANNER (cONTD) Not for a while, Im sure. A bead of sweat crawls down his forehead under Tanners glare. He finally clears his throat and closes the file. BANKER (nervously) Well, you are certainly aware that we are not obligated to increase your financing in any way, even if you insist on these upgrades. Is there anything else I should know about the situation before I make my decision? Before we make it? Tanner sighs, his eyes locked on the Banker. TANNER That Im about to go elsewhere. The Banker wipes his forehead. After a long, uncomfortable pause, he signals to the BANKERS ASSISTANT, who hurries over. BANKER Franklin, I need this processed right away for Mr. Tanner. Go on! 0002000008D5000016618CF,Tanner stands, cane in hand, and strides to the door. The Banker stands and offers his hand, but Tanner passes by him. TANNER Good day. The Banker watches him leave, then collapses into his chair. He wipes the sweat pouring from his forehead again. Looking down at the papers, he shakes his head. EXT. City SIDEWALK - DAY Jonathon shuffles along the sidewalk by himself. COLLIN, a 14-year old strapping boy with handsome features, surprises Jonathon from behind with a one-armed embrace. ColLIN Hey! JONATHON (startled) Oh, Collin. Whered you come from? COLLIN I finished my lessons early. I guess you didnt get any work today. JONATHON Its work enough just looking for work. Trust me, youll see. COLLIN You heading home? JONATHON In a little bit. Why dont you go on along? Collin grins slyly at Jonathon. COLLIN Can I come with you? JONATHON No. COLLIN Why not? Other kids-- Jonathon stops in his tracks and squeezes Collins shoulder. JONATHON No! You heard me. Run along now, go on. Collin sulks, then heads back in the other direction. INT. IRISH pub - daY With sunlight peaking in, the pub is full but subdued. Three poor Irish chums, MCCARTHY, FEENEY, and MALLOY, sit around a wooden table with pints of ale. McCarthy and Malloy are in their early forties, but Feeney is in his mid-thirties and with less wrinkles. The tall, gangly one, McCarthy, is drunk and leaning backwards on his chair. Malloy anxiously raps his hand on his own thigh. Feeney scours a small newspaper. Feeney (struggling to read) Coal gas man- man- What is this? Malloy grabs the paper from him. Jonathon enters the pub and walks over to the men. MALLOY Its another NINA, forget it. JONATHON No Irish Need Apply. Jonathon grabs a seat and takes a swig of Feeneys drink. MALLOY You may not have noticed, but we aint the most popular fellas here. MCCARTHY Too damn many of us, for sure. MaLLOY (to Jonathon) Any luck, Johnny-boy? Jonathon shakes his head negatively. GORDY, a stocky, energetic fellow wearing an odd derby hat, enters and scampers towards the group. GORDY Hey, hey! JONATHON Hey, Gordy. GORDY You fellas got the news? McCarthy falls and sends his chair backwards, dropping him on his rear. The others ROAR. 00020000085400001F3084E,GORDY (cONTD) (laughing with them) Im serious now. I got real news. JONATHON This should be good. GORDY They need to hire more guys for that office building. Its one of them mammoths, like that one in Chicago. Malloy folds up his paper and leans forward. McCarthy stands up as Gordy steals his chair. MALLOY Oh yeah, I heard about that. FEENEY Theyre really high, aint they? GORDY Sure, but now theyre doing almost double the normal pay we get. JONATHON That aint right, Gordy. MccARTHY Double, he said. GORDY Almost. And get this, the rich bastard doing it is partial to us Irish. McCarthy stops dancing and they all lean in. Gordy nods. MALLOY You dont say. JoNATHON Whos the guy? GORDY (shrugs) Not sure. Who cares? FEENEY Exactly how tall is it? GORDY (hesitantly) Ive just heard rumors. It was supposed to be 12 at first. But, now its gonna be 20. Jonathon WHISTLES. Malloy flops back against his chair. GORDY (cONTD) Thats why they need more men. MalloY No wonder the wages high, they kill you before payday. Feeney makes the sign of the cross. FEENEY In nomines patris, et filiis-- McCARTHY Cut it out, Feeney. McCarthy smacks Feeney on the back of the head. JONATHON Jesus, the damn thingll fall over. MaLLOY Lot of fellas ended up planted with that Chicago one. GORDY Sure, the ones like McCarthy. They CHUCKLE, but Feeney still sulks. Jonathon scratches his head and leans back. FEENEY What do you think? JonATHON If they pay that much-- MCCARTHY Why not? MALLOY Sure. And if youre living off me, Feeney, youre working there, too. GORDY You boys know the fix Im in. Im in with or without you. Jonathon nods and runs his hand through his hair. JoNATHON (to Gordy) How do we get in? INT. st. Johns Church - dAY The elegant, marble church is dark, quiet and mostly empty. Jonathon kneels as a candle display next to his sturdy, plain wife, MAGGIE, who is visibly shaken. Her trembling hand reaches to light a candle. MAGGIE Godll strike it down like the rest, I tell ya. Hell strike it down. JONATHON Its just a building. Youre gettin hysterical over nothing. 000200000E680000277EE62,MAGGIE Oh, am I? Well find out at the rapture, wont we? Maggie strikes another match and leans towards a new candle. Jonathon rolls his eyes. JONATHON Jesus. MAGGIE Jonathon! Mind your tongue in here. Maggie makes the sign of the cross. MAGGIE (CONTD) Youre not a young man anymore, not at all. You could fall, you know. Have you come to think of that yet? Whatll become of your family then? JONATHON And whatll become of it if I dont work? MAGGIE (muttering, in Gaelic) Cha dthiache. Jonathon rests his hand on her shoulder. JONATHON Yes, it is worth it. Maggie, Ill be careful. And the pay can do so much for us. MAGGIE I can do without money, Jonathon. I cant do without you. She puts a handkerchief to her lips and bows her head. He stares at the candles for a moment. MagGIE (cONTD) Youve already taken it, havent you? He nods. She makes the sign of the cross and lights another candle, shaking her head. MAGGIE (cONTD) (tearing up) God help us. God help you. Jonathon places an arm over Maggies shoulders and looks over the candles. JONATHON Maggie, youll burn the church down before its done. EXT. Building worksite - day The building is well underway with its frame extending 8 stories up. The upper half of the frame is still exposed, but the base is filling in. Large stores of steel beams and supplies are stockpiled next to the building footprint. An enormous hoist GROANS as it raises a steal beam up several stories. Scores of workers bustle around the framework of the building. At the perimeter of the site, Tanner walks with an entourage towards a table that contains architectural drawings. Beside him walks a CONTRACTOR. TANNER (without looking at him) If you cant do it, we get someone else. Its rather simple that way. CONTRACTOR But youve changed the plans again, and the rain-- TANNER Dont blame nature. Its passive and pathetic. Tanner looks back over his shoulder. TANNER (CONTD) Benton! (to himself) Where is that fool? CONTRACTOR Weve done our very best, but with all of the changes, youre making it impossible. Tanner turns a firm, steely eye to the Contractor. TANNER Your shortcomings are noted. Now get off my site. (shouting over his shoulder) Benton! The Contractor storms off. Tanner returns to the plans. Arriving at the table is BENTON, Tanners short, pudgy assistant. He is huffing and puffing. TANNER (cONTD) There we are. BENTON (panting) Yes, Mr. Tanner. TANNER Are you done hiring the additional crews? BENTON The last batch is starting today, but- (wiping his brow) We always need more. Tanner looks down at Benton, then turns skyward towards the ever-growing building. Scores of men scurry along the exposed girders at the top of the frame. TANNER More lost this week? BENTON (thinking for a moment) No, sir. Not since that last Monday. Tanner nods in approval and returns to the plans. BENTON (CONTD) Sir, there are only so many contractors to hire or fire. And slow work is better than none, which is what were getting in some areas. Tanner looks down at Benton and smiles. TANNER Its a terrific design, isnt it? Im sure you and the architects will find a way. Tanner pats him on the shoulder and exits. Benton leans on the table, exhausted. EXT. building WORKSITE - moRNING Jonathon, Malloy, Gordy, Feeney, and McCarthy all stand in a crowd of young Workers listening to a gruff FOREMAN. Jonathons gaze is distant. FOREMAN Your first payday is Friday, then every two weeks after that. Those fellas with experience have already been broken into your raising gangs and bolting up gangs. Rest of you start on the ground or decking inside with Jonesy. 0002000006C3000035E06BD,The Foreman motions towards the large FOREMANS ASSISTANT standing at the front, who tips his hat. Jonathons buddies look at each other. Feeney gulps in fear. FOREMAN (cONTD) First day or two, take it easy until you get your bearings. The Foreman motions towards Gordy and the others. FOREMAN (cONTD) Especially the old man raising gang. Were here to make to building, not a cemetery. Any questions? The Workers MURMUR amongst themselves, but no one speaks up. Malloy and McCarthy roll their eyes and shake their heads. Jonathon rubs his back and turns around to spit. FOREMANS ASSISTANT Lets move it! EXT. buILDING WORKSITE - dAY ON THE GROUND: Amid the dust and debris, several Workers secure the chains around a pile of steel beams, then give a thumbs up and move to the next stack. An OPERATOR running an enormous crane fastened to the chains pulls a lever. It violently jerks the pile of steel into the air. ATOP THE BUILDING: High on the building, Malloy and Feeney straddle a beam to weld a girder. McCarthy bounces across a nearby beam, carrying a box of materials on one shoulder. ON A LOWER FLOOR: Gordy and Jonathon secure a tieline as material is loaded on a platform. Standing near the edge, Gordy grabs a grapple hook off of his belt, but fumbles it into the air. He reaches for it momentarily as the hook floats into the air. JONATHON Whoa! Gordy pulls himself back just in time to grab a column and watch the hook fall. He gazes wide-eyed back at Jonathon, the color gone from Gordys face. INT. IRISH PUB - NIGHT Drunk and disheveled, McCarthy drapes his arms over Feeney and Malloy as they sing and sway. Gordy and Jonathon lean against the bar, sipping beer and smiling. 000200000EF000003C9DEEA,MALLOY, Mccarthy, Feeney (singing) Out from many a mud-wall cabin eyes Were watching through the night. Many a manly heart was throbbin for That blessed warning light, Murmurs passed along the valley, Like the banshees lonesome croon (swinging their hands like knives) And a thousand blades were flashing As the rising of the moon! Jonathon, Gordy, and a few others CLAP. Jonathon swigs the last of his drink and slaps the mug on the bar. JONATHON And with that disgrace, I am off. McCarthy hangs on Jonathon and BELCHES an inch from Jonathons ear. Jonathon squirms away. MccARTHY Come on now, one more. Whats it gonna hurt? Jonathon and Gordy fight towards the door. JONATHON (laughing) No, no. Maggies waiting. MaLLOY Some of us are married too, you know. JONATHON (smiling back) Aye, but not to Maggie. They LAUGH and grab their drinks as Jonathon and Gordy EXIT. FEENEY (belching) Hows about another song? Smelling it, Malloy waves a hand across Feeneys face. MaLLOY Hows about you talk the other way? McCarthy bends over and LAUGHS. EXT. CITy STREET - nIGHT A little tipsy, Gordy shuffles down a dirty, deserted street late at night. As Gordy passes an alley, an enormous THUG and a scraggly old man, WIRTZ, step out to block his path. WIRTZ Its payday, aint it, Gordy? The first one in a while. Gordy freezes in terror. The Thug grabs Gordy by the collar and pulls him into the dark alley. GORDY Whoa, wait-- The Thug SLAPS Gordy across the cheek. GORDY (CONTD) Okay, okay! I told you I can pay part of it, but not the whole thing. It takes time. WIRTZ When I got the ship passage for your whole family, it wasnt bit by bit in little pieces. And I dont want to handle this in little pieces. Perhaps I should take this up with your boss. GORDY No, no. WIRTZ I guess Ill have to consider this an installment. The Thug CRASHES Gordys jaw with his fist. Gordy crumbles to the ground and MOANS in pain. THUG And a reminder. Wirtz reaches into Gordys jacket and removes his money. INT. St. JOHNS CHURCH - DAY A young and earnest priest, FATHER HAP, walks around the alter with the incense, making a noxious cloud. Several pews back, Jonathon sits with his family. Feeney and Malloy are in the pew behind them, next to Malloys wife and children. The men are all slumping and hung over. Feeney peeks around then leans towards Malloy. FEENEY Wheres Gordy? Malloy shrugs. MALLOY Probably praying for death, like the rest of us. ACROSS THE AISLE: McCarthy sits slumped over in the pew, next to his wife and four children. His eyes are closed and his head begins to fall towards his wife. McCarthys wife elbows his sharply in the ribs, jolting his head up. He wipes his mouth, then wipes his hand on his pants. Int. REMOTE FArmhouse - day A pretty and refined 16 year-old, ELIZABETH TANNER, enters the back door of the kitchen, carrying a shotgun. She sets the gun against the wall just inside the door and attends to the dishes in the sink. An old mans voice calls from the other room. MICHAEL MCTANNER (O.S.) Elizabeth? ELIZABETH Coming. She sighs and wipes her hands on her apron. She pours a glass of water and heads towards the main room. MICHAEL MCTANNER (O.S.) Elizabeth? ELIZABETH Im coming. Elizabeth enters a darkened room with a bed by the window. MICHAEL MCTANNER, now a very frail, elderly man, lies in bed with his eyes closed. He opens his eyes with a weak smile and takes the glass of water. ELIZABETH There you go. MICHAEL MCTANNER Thank you, dear. Youve become a splendid help. Elizabeth blushes as he takes a small sip. ELIZABETH Youre giving me lots of practice. Father is always reminding me of how scarce things used to be in the old country. He finishes another sip and Elizabeth takes the glass back from him and sets in on the table. 00020000079B00004B87795,MICHAEL MCTANNER Hes right. Be glad you were born here. ELIZABETH I know. Still, Im sure it was hard for you to leave. Elizabeth begins to fold a blanket at the end of the bed, but doesnt notice Michaels face sinking. MICHAEL MCTANNER (sadly) Eh, not so hard at all. INT. tanners office - DAY Tanner sits at his desk, surrounded by paper and plans. He is pouring through reams of building documents. A name on the document suddenly catches his eye and he draws it closer. After a quick inspection, Tanner shuffles a different pile of papers on the corner of his desk. TANNER Benton! Tanner finds a specific file and drops the rest of the pile onto the desk. He scrounges through the papers for a particular list, finally finding it. Tanner stands upright with the page. He grabs his glasses and focuses on one name on the list: JONATHON S. BAILEY. TANNER Benton! The SECRETARY appears at the door. SECRETARY Mr. Bentons at the site, sir. TANNER Well, get him back. She turns to scurry off. TANNER (CONTD) Wait! Tanner motions her over and thrusts the page in her face. TANNER Look, did you sign up this fellow? Hes one of the steel boys. SECRETARY An Irish fellow? Tanner SMACKS the paper and scowls. TANNER Most of them are. Do you know him? SECRETARY (shrinking away) No, sir, not really. Theres so many of them. Tanner paces around his desk, staring at the ground. TANNER Find everything we have on this man. Everything. She nods and hurries away. TaNNER And get Benton here! Tanner turns to the window and SLAPS the wall with his hand. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - SUNDOWN Weary and dirtied, Jonathon and Malloy sit on a girder at the top of the building frame. MCCARTHY (O.S.) Quitting time, boys! They look down to see MCCARTHY dancing on a beam. MCCARTHY Lets hit it. JONATHON Alright, were coming. A little further below, a large, panting man (KEENAN) shimmies on his hands and knees across a beam. 00020000045F0000531C459,MCCARTHY Slow down, Keenan, you maniac. Terrified, Keenan glares up at McCarthy. KEENAN Well see what you have to say on the ground, ya string bean. MCCARTHY You mean that ground, way down there? McCarthy LAUGHS and skips away on the beam. Keenan wipes his forehead and looks down. His eyes clench as he coils back. He opens his eyes and begins to crawl again. Jonathon and Malloy continue to sit on the beam, admiring the sunset. Jonathon pulls some seeds from his pocket and slides them down the beam. A moment later, a bird lands to peck at the seeds. MALLOY Mm-mm. I do like this part of the day. Yes, I do. Jonathon nods and sighs. MALLOY (CONTD) Makes me think I can fly. JONATHON Just makes me want to. MALLOY Something like that. They both watch the bird fly away. Malloy smiles and looks over Jonathon, who is sullen. JONATHON This is where you can breathe. MALLOY One of these days, old boy. Jonathon sighs, not convinced. He leans over and wipes the remaining seeds off the beam before standing. Malloy stands too. Jonathon walks towards the lift, with Malloy following. 00020000056A00005775564,INT. TANNERS MANSION - NIGHT Rain beats against the windows. Tanner wanders about his study, lost in the contents of a file of papers. A SERVANT enters carrying a glass of wine on a tray. Tanner stretches out his hand without turning back to the Servant. The Servant rushes the glass into Tanners hand, then EXITS. Tanner sips the wine and ponders his reflection in the window. The rain continues to fall. INT. irish country courthouse - dAY (Flashback, 1851) A horde of Irishfolk squeeze into a meeting house for a trial. Jonathon Bailey (as a young boy) sits nervously in the witness stand. Michael McTanner, still a young man, is handcuffed and sitting at a table. McTanners Wife and his son, Charles, sit behind Michael McTanner. The PROSECUTOR approaches young Jonathon slowly. PROSECUTOR Go on, son. JONATHON (hesitant) I saw, I saw Mr. McTanner gesturing at my father. PROSECUTOR Where was Mr. Tanner standing? JONATHON (thinking for a moment) In the grave? PROSECUTOR In the grave. Jonathon nods. The Prosecutor looks back at Michael McTanner for effect, but he doesnt flinch. PROSECUTOR (CONTD) Was Mr. McTanner doing anything? JONATHON He was holding a shovel. DEFENSE ATTORNEY Objection. The crowd MURMURS, but is hushed by the CRACK of a gavel. JUDGE Overruled. The citizens will remain silent. PROSECUTOR At this point, what did Mr. McTanner do? 0002000007BE00005CD97B8,Jonathon peers over at his nervous father, Seamus, sitting near the Prosecutor. Seamus nods to Jonathon. JONATHON He, he hit my father on the back with the shovel. PROSECUTOR Thank you, Jonathon. The Prosecutor takes his seat. Jonathons eyes meet Michael McTanner briefly. The grizzled DEFENSE ATTORNEY rises and scrutinizes Jonathon. DEFENSE ATTORNEY Curious. How was he able to stand down in a grave and hit your father, who you claim was outside of the grave, on the back? JONATHON I guess he was reaching up. DEFENSE ATTORNEY You guess? You think a man can reach up from the bottom of a grave and hit a man standing above ground on the back? The Defense Attorney mimics the action. DEFENSE ATTORNEY (cONTD) Wasnt it your father in the grave at that time? JonATHON No! The crowd MURMURS. InT. building WORKSITE - dawn As the morning light comes up, Workers mill about the base of the building. The Foreman meets with several Supervisors in a hushed, secretive conversation. A shrill WHISTLE cracks the air and the Workers begin to scatter into the building as the machinery ROARS to life. InT. tannERS OFFICE - MORNING Tanner stares at a job application, engrossed. His Secretary peaks her head through the door. He waves her away. TANNER God, no. Out! Before she can close the door, BENTON scurries in. BENTON You sent for me, sir? TANNER A-ha, I certainly did. Tanner springs from his chair and grabs his coat. With a crooked grin, Tanner throws the application at Benton. TANNER (CONTD) Do you know this man? BeNTON I cant place the name. Hes an employee? TANNER (nodding eagerly) Wheres he working today? BENTON Im not sure. I, I can find out. TANNER Thats the least of what you can do. Was he hired with anyone else? BENTON I dont know. (closing his eyes) Wait, I think hes part of that whole group of older fellas. He might be one of them. Tanner puts his hat on. TANNER Well, I need a look at him. BENTON Now? But Mr. Mills -- 0002000005D0000064915CA,Tanner heads out the back door. Benton follows after him. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - EVENING Dozens of dirt-covered steel workers stream out of the building shell for the night. INT. SUPERVISORS SHACK Tanner and Benton stand in a makeshift shack nearby, watching the exodus through a window. Two of Tanners Henchmen sit in chairs, barely awake. A fist POUNDS the outside of the door. The Henchmen look to Tanner for direction. TANNER Damn it. Another POUNDING on the door. SUBCONTRACTOR Open up, Tanner, you bastard. Youre late on payments and Ive got people to pay. The Henchmen open the door and swarm the Subcontractor outside the shack. After a few muffled YELPS and SMACKS, there is silence. Tanner continues to watch the Workers leaving. BENTON There they are. Coming round the far corner. OUTSIDE THE BUILDING Around the far corner of the building, a group of Workers appear in the shadows. Within the group, Jonathon, Feeney, McCarthy, Gordy, and Malloy slowly emerge from the darkness, worn and filthy. INSIDE THE SHACK Tanner steps forward and presses against the window. TANNER (whispering to himself) May my enemy be punished like the wicked, my adversary like evil men. For what do the godless have when God cuts them off and takes away their life? Tanners eyes narrow as Jonathon passes in the distance. Benton cringes. INT. IRISH PUB - EVENING Jonathon and his friends (Malloy, Feeney, Gordy, and McCarthy) sit around a table, drinking. 00020000070200006A5B6FC,JonathoN Youre not gonna fall, Feeney. GORDY Well be done before you know it anyway. McCARTHY Oh good. I need some free time. FEENEY Well be done, all right. Tanner enters the pub with three Henchmen. He glances around the room, then strolls towards Jonathons table. At the sight of Tanner and the Henchmen, the Workers fall silent. Gordys eyes pop open as he clumsily stands. GORDY Arent you Mr. Tanner? TaNNER Yes, I am, and good evening. Stay seated, please. Gordy sits and slaps Malloy on the arm. The others are clueless. TANNER You gentlemen work on my building, correct? Gordy nods. Jonathon examines Tanner, somewhat troubled. GORDY Aye, sir. TANNER Youre doing a fine job. You too, Mr. Feeney. FeENEY You know our names? TANNER (smiling) Oh, I make it a point. I make it a point. And Mr. Bailey here I already know. The others turn to Jonathon, surprised. JONATHON Im not sure weve met. Tanner SNICKERS and casually grabs a seat. TANNER We certainly have. I cant believe youve never told your friends about us. Jonathon shakes his head, confused and nervous. MALLOY Whats this, Jonathon? JONATHON Im not-- TANNER No matter. Things were different then. Jonathon was much more familiar with my father of a slightly different name, Michael McTanner. Tanners smile disappears into a snarl. Jonathons eyes widen. TANNER (CONTD) I thought itd come back to you. JonathON (fumbling) How did you? What happened? TANNER Theres plenty of time to catch up. Thats not the reason Im here. Tanner leans forward and stares down the other men. MCCARTHY Why are you here? TANNER I want to tell you something, men. I know how you live, believe me, I know. I understand the struggle of trying to find enough money for your next meal, like you do. 00020000063800007157632,Tanner scowls at Jonathon. Gordy and Feeney bow their heads. TANNER (cONTD) The steel work on the building will be completed eventually, and youll be back to fighting for the pisser jobs, if there are any. Youll try to work your aging bodies until they break, never making enough to stretch beyond where you are right now. Tanner slaps Feeney on the back. He flinches. McCarthy sneaks a glance over at Malloy. Jonathon fidgets. TANNER (cONTD) But Ive got a proposition for you. Were all from the same walk and the same place, at least at one time we were. And youre friends of Jonathon here, so I think I can help you out. The men look at each other. Gordy and Malloy perk up. MaLLOY What do you have in mind? TANNER What would you fellas say to jobs inside the building once its built? And the pay would be more than your current wage? They start to loosen and smile. MccARTHY Youre putting us on. FeENEY I cant believe it. JonATHON Thats awfully generous. Tanner Not for you, Jonathon. Just your friends. The smiles disappear. Tanner stands and pushes his chair in forcefully. TANNER (CONTD) Its quite simple, but Ill put it in steel boy terms. You men will get what I promised -- the jobs, the pay, and more -- if you satisfy your end of the deal. All you have to do is never, never talk to or consort with Mr. Bailey here. JONATHON What?! MCCARTHY Thats crazy! TANNER Im completely serious, gentlemen. All youd ever want for never dealing with Jonathon again. But Id suggest you arrange something more painful for him to satisfy me. 0002000006E7000077896E1,McCarthy slides his chair back to charge. MALLOY Never! The Henchmen step in and the men freeze. Tanner POUNDS his cane into the floor. TanNER Be careful what you say, Mr. Malloy! Be careful or you will face the same fate. It is your own choice. Defy me if you like, but mark my words. Not only will you never work for me again, no one else will ever hire you, Irish or otherwise. I assure you, you filthy wretches will be so depraved you wont be able to distinguish if youre barely alive or fully in hell. Tanner sets his hat on his head. TANNER (cONTD) Think very carefully, lads. Im sure you can imagine the ways in which I can inconvenience your lives. MccARTHY Whats this all about? TANNER Mr. Bailey can fill you in. If youre wise, itll be the last time you ever see with him. Jonathon stands up from his chair, but the Henchmen step in closer. JONATHON Leave them out of this. TANNER Eye for an eye, the Good Book says, an eye for an eye. Consider this another banishment, Jonathon - New York style. Tanner turns and walks to the door as the Henchmen back away. Tanner and his Henchmen EXIT. EXT. Jonathons apartment - NIGHT Down the moonlit street, Feeney and Malloy approach the entrance to a decrepit slum building. They peer up and down the street before ducking in the door. Across the street, a hidden BLACK-COATED MAN lurks in the alley shadows, watching the apartment. He is tall and imposing, covered with a dark hat, gloves, and a trenchcoat. InT. JONATHONS APARTMENT - niGHT Jonathon sits in a chair by the fireplace. Malloy, McCarthy, Feeney, and Gordy sit around the fire, focused on Jonathon. Jonathons son, Collin, stands in the background. As Maggie pours water into their cups, she waves Collin away. 0002000006D800007E6A6D2,MAGGIE Collin, get to your bed. I told you once enough. JONATHON Its alright, Maggie. The boy should know this, too. Maggie shakes her head in disapproval. Jonathon glances at his friends, then stares into the fire. JONATHON We lived nearby a large, old cemetery for one of the bigger towns, along with a few other families in the parish. This was after the worst of the famine, and we somehow survived enough. One night, my father was a ways out near the cemetery property when my mother sent me after him. Jonathon takes a drink from his glass. JONATHON And thats when I started hearing an argument way in the distance. EXT. IRELAND cemetery - nIGHT (FLAshback, 1851) Jonathon (as a boy) creeps through a grove of trees, listening to the sound of two men ARGUING. JONATHON (V.O.) When I came upon their torch I jumped behind a tree. I saw my father arguing with another neighbor. Jonathon scales the cemetery wall and slinks closer. InT. JONATHONS APARTMENT - nIGHT Jonathon looks up at Malloy. JONATHON Michael McTanner, our bosss father. He often worked for the church and cemetery, you know, the coffins and grave diggin sort. Malloy nods and sighs. ExT. IRELAND CEMETERY - nIGHT (Flashback, 1851) Michael McTanner and Jonathons intoxicated father, Seamus, stand toe-to-toe next to an open grave, partially lit by the torch. SEAMUS (slurring) What the hell you think youre doing? MICHAEL MCTANNER Dont even pretend to judge me, Seamus. Look at yourself first. Seamus looks into the grave in shock. SEAMUS Id never do this. You have any idea who this is? MICHAEL MCTANNER Of course I do. Thats the point, my friend. Listen, dont get bent out of shape. If you help me tonight, you can get yourself a share. 0002000007BB0000853C7B5,McTanner tosses his shovel to the side and wipes his sweaty forehead. Seamus stumbles and shakes his head. SEAMUS No way. This is going too far, Michael, you filthy heathen! MICHAEL MCTANNER If we dont do it, well be the next ones in, and your family too. Just shut up and help me. SEAMUS Never. MICHAEL MCTANNER Whats the problem? Are your arms too tired from beating on Biddie? Seamus swings, STRIKING Michaels jaw and sending him reeling. While stumbling back, Michael grabs his shovel off the ground and spins, swinging the shovel wildly. The shovel CRACKS Seamus squarely on the back. Jonathon jumps out from behind the tree. JONATHON Papa! Jonathon rushes towards his fallen father. SEAMUS (confused) Jonathon? Seeing the boy, Michael McTanner stumbles backwards and runs off into the darkness. INT. jONATHONS APARTMENT - nIGHT Jonathons friends sit by the fire, engrossed by Jonathons story. JONATHON They charged McTanner with robbing the grave of a famous nobleman who according to legend was buried with some valuables. Nobody was all that sure about anything my father ever said, so I had to testify. Jonathon throws a piece of scrap into the fire, then peers sadly over at Collin. JONATHON After the trial, he was whipped and the whole family banished. I never saw or thought of what became of them, until now. Malloy shakes his heads in amazement. Gordy leans back. FEENEY His boy landed on his feet alright. GORDY Youre right about that. JONATHON Now listen to me, all of you. Ive been running this through my head ever since the pub. Im gonna try to talk to him tomorrow and see if we can sort this out. They nod. JONATHON (cONTD) If that doesnt work, well see what happens. Maybe Maggie and I will head out to my sisters farm for a little while. MccARTHY Nobodys going anywhere. JONATHON (waving him off) No matter what, Ill figure something out. Just me. Im not gonna let this cost you boys your livelihood. 00020000077200008CF176C,MALLOY What are you talking about? MCCARTHY Yeah, what livelihood? JONATHON Im not kidding. This is my cross. You wont ever have to make that decision. After a brief silence, McCarthy stands and steps towards Jonathon, offering his large hand. MCCARTHY There is no decision for us. That man doesnt own my friendship, and he never will. Gordy pats Jonathon on the back. Jonathon stands to accept McCarthys handshake. INT. tANNERS MANSION - nIGHT Tanner sits as a desk by the candlelight, pouring over invoices and financial ledgers. He rubs his eyes. Tanners attention strays to a framed formal photograph on the corner of the desk of himself, his father (Michael McTanner), and his daughter (Elizabeth). InT. jONATHONS APARTMENT - nIGHT Jonathon and Maggie lay awake in the dark on their mattress under a tattered blanket. Collin and his 8 year-old sister, ERIN, lay on a mattress near the other wall. Collin is awake and eavesdropping. Maggie rolls away from Jonathon. MAGGIE (whispering) You really think he would change his mind? JONATHON Not really. MAGGIE You cant carry hatred around that long without it becoming a part of you. JONATHON I get the feeling its all of him. I dont know, but I suspect its what drives him in everything. MAGGIE What do you suppose well do? Jonathon sighs. JONATHON We can stay my sisters for a while. At least enough to get some answers from you-know-who. Maggie closes her eyes as a tear trickles down. Jonathon glances at her, then back towards the ceiling. JONATHON (cONTD) Godll take care of us, Maggie. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - MORNING On the ground, Feeney, Gordy, Malloy, and McCarthy shuffle towards the building lift with the other Workers. The Foreman closely watches the Workers head to their posts, then whispers something to his Assistant. The Foreman points towards Jonathons group as they walk into the building. 0002000006BA0000945D6B4,EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY A battered warehouse on the water is stirring to life. A NOW HIRING sign hangs in the office window. The Black-Coated Man stands with one hand on the shoulder of a tiny, elderly WAREHOUSE OWNER. The Black-Coated Man whispers in the ear of the Warehouse Owner, who is nodding. EXT. INDUSTRIAL PLANT - dAY A small office trailer sits outside of the plants fence. WORKERS are lined up at a desk to apply for the days work. Standing behind the desk, a pale PLANT MANAGER is staring towards the opposite end of the lot. He is looking at the Black-Coated Man, who is walking away from the plant. The Plant Manager scratches his head and looks down at the cash in his hand. EXT. cITY STREET - dAY Jonathon walks down a sidewalk, peering at the door numbers. He stops at Tanners office and walks inside. InT. taNNERS OFFICE - DAY Jonathon walks into the lobby, his worn hat in hand. The Secretary looks up from her papers and frowns at his dirty face. JONATHON (clearing his throat) Charles Tanner, please. She lifts her eyebrows, waiting. JONATHON (cONTD) Jonathon Bailey. SECRETARY Oh. Is he expecting you? JONATHON (shaking his head) Cant say he is. SECRETARY What is this regarding, Mr. Bailey? Not applying for a job, correct? JONATHON Its a matter hes familiar with. I only need a moment of his time. SECRETARY I see. The Secretary stands and walks to the door, then disappears into the back office. Waiting and pacing, Jonathon notices the miniature model of the skyscraper on a table. Jonathon approaches it, amazed by the detail. The door opens and Jonathon snaps back to attention. The Secretary returns to her desk and begins writing on a pad of paper. 00020000045000009B1144A,SECRETARY Mr. Tanner said that you may stop by his residence tonight around eight, if you like. JONATHON Tonight? I cant see him sooner? SECRETARY No, Im sorry. JONATHON Tonight, sure. SECRETARY Heres the address. He asked that you come alone. She hands the paper to Jonathon. He stares at it briefly. JONATHON If hes here, it wont take long. SECRETARY No, sir. Jonathon nods and places the paper in his pocket. He glances at the door to Tanners office before trudging to the exit. INT. tANNERS OFFICE - DAY Tanner looks down from his office window to the street. He watches Jonathon walk away down the sidewalk. A wry smile creeps across his face. INT. DOCKSIDE OFFICE - DAY In a dingy, darkened room, Wirtz sits at a table sharpening a knife. A wolfish DOG sleeps under the table, chained to an anvil. A Thug sits on a table looking out of the one small window. THUG Here comes the guy. WIRTZ You let me handle this. THUG But he came to me. Wirtz points the knife at the Thug. The door CREAKS open. From the dark opening, the Black-Coated Man enters. The Dog awakens. 00020000064400009F5B63E,WIRTZ Come on in, fella. Come on in. The Black-Coated Man nods at the Thug and steps forward. The Dog begins chewing on the anvil, watching the Black-Coated Man. BLACK-COATED MAN Ill make this brief. I understand that a Mr. Gordy Fischer owes you a certain amount of money. WiRTZ He does. BLACK-COATED MAN Mr. Fischer is one of our workers and my employer needs to purchase his debt from you. Wirtz looks down and sees a bug on his arm. He flicks it off with the knife. WIRTZ Did my associate here tell you how much that bag of shit owes? BLACK-COATED MAN He did. WIRTZ Interesting. The Dogs ears perk up. Wirtz eases back in his chair and places the knife down on the table. THUG Why do you care about this guy? WIRTZ (to Thug) What did I say about keeping your mouth shut? BlACK-COATED MAN Thats really not your concern. The Thug hops off the table and paces behind Wirtz. WIRTZ Its okay. The debt plus interest. BlACK-COATED MAN Dont make me kill the poor chap because you got greedy. The Black-Coated Man removes an envelope from his jacket and holds it up for Wirtz to see. Wirtz holds out his hand. WIRTZ What the hell. Give it here. EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY Jonathon wanders through the city streets, noticing a sign in a warehouse window stating, NOW HIRING. As Jonathon approaches, the elderly Warehouse Owner sees him and rushes out to change the sign, tacking a hastily-scribbled Not over the top of the Now. Jonathon continues into the doorway. JONATHON What happened to your sign, there? The Warehouse Owner backs away from Jonathon, shaking. 000200000C1A0000A599C14,WAREHOUSE OWNER We aint hiring no more. JONATHON As of what, 10 seconds ago. WAREHOUSE OWNER Sure. JONATHON Just hired the last guy, eh? WAREHOUSE OWNER (meekly) Something like that. Yeah. JONATHON Really. WAREHOUSE OWNER Hey, whats it to you? Why dont you just get going instead of causing trouble? Jonathon nods, looks around the area briefly, then exits. The Warehouse Owner watches him depart, then sighs and bows his head. EXT. BuILDING WORKSITE - eVENING Scores of men line up at a table at the base of the building. As the front of each line, two Clerks deliver and document the wages for the men. Malloy, Feeney, McCarthy, and Gordy wait anxiously near the front. As Malloy and the others step up to the table, a Supervisor steps in and touches the Clerk on the shoulder. The Clerk looks back briefly, then carefully reaches under his chair for four separate envelopes and delivers the envelopes to Malloy, McCarthy, Gordy and Feeney. The four men walk away suspiciously. McCaRTHY What the hell was that all about? Feeney peeks into his envelope. FEENEY Oh boy. The others look in their envelopes of cash as the walk. They are all stunned. McCarthy scowls at the cash. MaLLOY Son of a bitch. Malloy looks up from his envelope and catches Gordy looking at how much Malloy got. Gordy looks away, embarrassed. MCCARTHY This aint good. INT. IRISH PUB - eVENING Jonathon sits alone at the bar with an empty shot glass in front of him. His gaze is fixed on the glass, lost. His hands tremble slightly. The stout, slovenly BARTENDER eyes him and walks over. BARTENDER Doing okay, here? Jonathon looks up and nods. JoNATHON What time is it? BARTENDER About quarter past seven. JONATHON Just one more. The Bartender nods and reaches back for the whiskey bottle. Jonathons stare returns to the glass. INT. tANNERS MANSION - eVENING Jonathon sits in an opulent chair in a darkened study. Tanner sits across from him, smoking. Jonathon is mildly drunk. TANNER My mother passed away not too long afterwards. Ship fever. Yours? JONATHON Shes, shes getting up there, but still alive. TANNER I see. From then on, Ive been taking care of my father. Hes getting up there too. Tanner puts out his cigar. JONATHON Im sorry about your mother. My father also passed away, shortly after you left. TANNER After we left? Thats an interesting way to put it. We didnt leave anywhere, Jonathon. (angrily) We were thrown out! And all thanks to you and your dear family. Tanner paces towards the wall of bookcases and places his hands on a shelf. Jonathon squeezes his hat and stares at the floor. After a long silence, Jonathon looks up. JONATHON (clearing his throat) When I was very young, I used to ask a lot of questions about it. I was there, of course, like you. But your memory of things as a kid gets, well, it gets a bit jumbled over time, especially when you hear bits and pieces from others. I never got much by the way of answers. I was always told by the older people that it was a matter for the grown-ups, not to concern myself. 0002000006870000B1AD681,Tanner smiles. JONATHON (cONTD) Charlie, I still dont have the answers, not for you or for me. Tanner turns around and leans back on the bookshelves. TANNER Sounds like your parents didnt want to tell you much at all about that trial. JONATHON No, but I was there. TANNER Like you said, you were a kid. JONATHON So were you. TANNER True, and there was a bigger picture than either of us ever saw. Tanner reaches into his coat pocket for another cigar. TANNER (cONTD) Back then, most folks wouldnt have believed a thing your father said, having seen him drink and do whatever else. I bet you didnt know that. Tanner lights a cigar. Jonathon stares out the window. TANNER (cONTD) No matter, it wasnt much of a secret. The problem for us was that no one would doubt the words of his young, innocent boy, even if they were fed to him by his drunk father. Jonathons hands turn to fists. INT. iRISH COUNTRY COURTHOUSE - DAY (Flashback, 1851) A crowd of Villagers sits in the meeting house for a trial. Jonathon (as a boy) sits in the witness stand. DEFENSE ATTORNEY Now, Jonathon, you said you saw Mr. McTanner digging a coffin out, right? JONATHON (nervously) Aye, sir. DEFENSE ATTORNEY And you said he was arguing with your father, right? JONATHON Aye. DEFENSE ATTORNEY So, what? Was he doing both at the same time? JONATHON I, Im not sure. DEFENSE ATTORNEY Maybe you only saw arguing, but not digging up? A long silence. Jonathon fidgets and looks at his father, Seamus. JONATHON Um- DEFENSE ATTORNEY You got there when they were arguing and no one was doing anything in the grave at that point, isnt that what really happened, young man? 0002000006BF0000B82E6B9,JONATHON No. DEFENSE ATTORNEY You swore before God you would tell the truth, Jonathon. When you got there, no one was digging- they were just arguing, right? JONATHON No. DEFENSE ATTORNEY From what little you saw, its just as possible it was your father doing the digging, wasnt it? JONATHON No! DEFENSE ATTORNEY It was actually Mr. McTanner that was trying to stop what your father was doing in that grave, wasnt it?! Teary and tormented, Jonathon points at Michael McTanner. JONATHON No! It was him! He dug the coffin out. The Villagers MURMUR. INT. tANNERS MANSION - eVENING Still seated, Jonathon gazes at Tanner. The Henchmen stand. TANNER Your performance was pathetic. JONATHON Your father never blamed us at the trial. He had a tongue, why didnt he use it? TANNER This is where you and I are so different, Jonathon, besides the obvious. You were never given the entire context. There is only one reason why the truth didnt come out in that trial -- your mother. JONATHON (bewildered) She had nothing to do with it. TANNER Not exactly. She threatened to expose my fathers affair, which for him had far worse consequences than that trial or any banishment. So, he was blackmailed by your mother to hold his tongue and listen to those lies by you and your father. He did to keep our family together. JONATHON Thats impossible. Even if its true, serves your father right for his adultery anyway. Tanner walks behind Jonathon towards a bookshelf to put out his cigar. TANNER Watch your tongue, Jonathon, or Ill cut it out. How do you think that your mother was the only one to know about my fathers affair? Jonathon sinks in his chair and shakes his head. JONATHON No. Thats not-- TANNER 0002000005B00000BEE75AA,I knew your mom never told you. But at the time, she was more than willing to expose it and ruin her own marriage if it meant not leaving. (quietly) But my father thought more highly of his own vows. You mother knew it and used it against him. Tanner walks behind a pale Jonathon and whispers in his ear. TANNER (snickering) And who can blame your mom, with all your fathers beatings? JONATHON You lying-- Jonathon lurches to swing at Tanner but his head is immediately SLAMMED back against the chair by the arms of one of the Henchmen. A knife is brought to Jonathons throat by the Henchman. Jonathon GASPS for breath. Tanner steps into his line of sight. TANNER I could finish you now, you know, and I wouldnt think any more of it than dropping scraps into the gutter for stray dogs to eat. I could do that right now, but we wouldnt nearly be even. Tanner turns away. EXT. tANNERS MANSION - eVENING The Henchmen throw Jonathon headfirst into the wet street. Jonathon GRUNTS at impact. TANNER I remember when you were once considered the village hero! Bloodied, Jonathon pulls himself up to his knees. TANNER (cONTD) (chuckling) What ever happened, Mr. Bailey! Tanner returns into the mansion, leaving Jonathon in the mud. INT. jONATHONS APARTMENT - eVENING Wet and swaddled in a blanket, Jonathon sits by the fire and stares into the embers, utterly lost. McCarthy and Collin sit nearby. Maggie brings in a drink to Jonathon. 0002000006260000C491620,MCCARTHY Its not right. Ill take him out myself if I have to. Collin Me, too. MAGGIE (glaring at Collin) Shush, boy! You dont know what youre talking about! JoNATHON Enough. A long silence. Jonathon closes his eyes for a few moments, then opens them. JoNATHON (CONTD) (to McCarthy) You said theres a fella at the wharf whos from my village, right? MCCARTHY The fisherman, sure. His names Donovan. You think he can help? JONATHON He might know more than me about what happened, or at least about Tanner. MAGGIE What in the world will that do for you? MCCARTHY We can track him down. CollIN Ill go with you. Maggie glares at the boy. JoNATHON No, Collin. Youre gonna pack a bag for you and your sister. When were done Im taking the rest of you to my sisters farm. Its not safe here. COLLIN But-- Maggie (to Collin) Go on. Do it now. Collin storms off to pack. JONATHON (to McCarthy) After I drop em off, Ill be back to the city to take care of this. MccARTHY Im with you. MagGIE I dont think you should come back, Jonathon. MccaRTHY And I dont think you should leave. JoNATHON I have to. I have some questions for my mother. Maggie turns and exits. McCarthy sighs. INT. sT. JOHNS CHURCH - MORNING Churchgoers sing a hymn as Fr. Hap and two Alter Boys walk reverently down the aisle and towards the alter. Jonathon and his family (Maggie, Collin, and Erin) sit somberly in one row, mouthing the words. McCarthy, his Wife, and two Boys sit in the row in front of Jonathon. There are numerous available seats around them. 0002000004F50000CAB14EF,After Fr. Hap passes, Jonathon looks across the aisle and sees Feeney and Malloy arriving late with Malloys Wife and three Daughters. They walk down the outside aisle and select a row across the main aisle, opposite from Jonathon. As Malloy sits, his eyes meet Jonathons. Malloy gives a subtle nod to Jonathon before sitting and staring forward. Jonathon looks down and wrings his hands nervously. EXT. WHARF - DAY McCarthy and Jonathon walk along a rickety, wooden dock. It is foggy and quiet. They arrive at a closed door to a shack and McCarthy stops. He looks at Jonathon, then KNOCKS. Inside, a few short footsteps plod towards the door. The door CREAKS open, revealing DONOVAN, a tall, angular man with a jet black beard. He looks half-asleep and eyes McCarthy suspiciously. DONOVAN (shouting outside) What the hell do you micks want? After a tense moment, McCarthy LAUGHS and Donovan joins him, smiling. InT. WHARF SHACK - DAY Donovan stands at a dingy sink, scaling a pile of fish. McCarthy leans on his elbow against the countertop. Jonathon stands in the background, overwhelmed by the smell. MCCARTHY So, you remember these characters? Donovan nods agreeably and chops a fish head off. DONOVAN Uh-huh. A nasty family, them ones. 0002000006A10000CFA069B,Donovan turns around briefly to point his knife tip at Jonathon. DonOVAN (CONTD) You, I only heard about. But them, I knew. JonATHON Do you still know em? I need to fix this right away. Donovan shakes his head negatively. DONOVAN Nah. Theres no talking to that man anyway. JONATHON Please, you can help. Donovan finishes the fish and then spikes the knife into the counter. He turns around to face Jonathon. DoNOVAN (cONTD) Look, no offense, but the last thing I want to do is get in the middle of a 30 year-old feud. Jonathon drops his head. McCarthy pats Donovan on the shoulder. MccARTHY We understand, mate. JonATHON (blurting) What about the father? Tanner said hes still alive. McCarthy stops and looks at Donovan. Donovan measures up Jonathon and bites his lip. He wipes his hands on his apron and nods reluctantly. DONOVAN The old mans alive, huh? Jonathon nods. DonoVAN (cONTD) Okay. But then you get out of here. EXT. CITY STREET - DAY Jonathon walks down a street sidewalk. He looks back to notice the Black-Coated Man on the opposite sidewalk. When Jonathon looks over, the Black-Coated Man darts into the closest store. Jonathon turns the corner and walks faster. After continuing down the street a block, Jonathon stops at an outdoor market and speaks with a Grocer. After a few moments, Jonathon looks around for the Black-Coated Man, but doesn't see him. Jonathon nods and walks away quickly. INT. malloys apartment - eVENING Feeney and Malloy sip a bowl of soup by the fire. Behind them, Malloys wife and children lay sleeping on the floor. MALLOY Well find out how it went soon enough, I suppose. Malloy returns to his soup. 000200000BE70000D63BBE1,FEENEY Either way, Im thinking maybe I should move on. MALLOY Move on? Where? Feeney shrugs and looks back at the sleeping children. MALLOY (cONTD) Gonna go fight the Injuns or something stupid like that? FEENEY Look, I appreciate all youve done for me, but this place just isnt right to me. MALLOY I told your brothers Id watch out for you, and I have. (patting him on the back) This stuff will be settled soon. As long as you dont start taking after McCarthy, that fool, youll be alright. FEENEY Mac hasnt doesnt anything wrong, other than stand by Jonathon. But its more than that. Theres too much trouble around here, especially now that were marked. Malloy stands and takes Feeneys bowl. MALLOY You wont be in trouble if you do as I say. That includes avoiding McCarthy for the time being. Worst thing you can do is make Tanner angrier at Jonathon. Malloy walks away. EXT. Country road - eVENING Jonathon sits atop a small horse-drawn wagon, driving the wagon cautiously into the country. In the back of the carriage, Maggie, Collin and Erin ride somberly with a few possessions. EXT. irish farm - DAY (Flashback, 1851) Jonathon (as a young boy) walks along a stone wall with his father, Seamus. SEAMUS Its not always enough to know what you know, boy. You have to make other people believe it too, you see? Jonathon nods, lost. Seamus stops and squats down so he can look Jonathon in the eye. SEAMUS (cONTD) Thats why youve got to listen to me. Youve gotta say things the way I tell you to say em, and do it the way I say. Otherwise, people will think youre lying and you know what they do then, eh? So, can I trust you to say it right? Jonathon shakes his head yes. SEAMUS Good boy. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - DAY Gordy and McCarthy stand on the beams, guiding a new girder into place. As it sets in, Feeney and Malloy begin setting and rivoting the girder into place. FeeNEY Have you been looking at all? MCCARTHY When would I have time for all that? Im working here all damn day. GORDY Its not good, from what Ive seen. I cant tell if its any worse than usual or just, you know, the usual. MCCARTHY I feel like that about my bowel movements sometimes, but I dont spend the day worrying about it. McCarthy winks at the others and smiles. Feeney CHUCKLES to himself. The Foremans Assistant approaches with a NEW WORKER. He taps Gordy on the shoulder and motions him to follow. ASSISTANT Need you a moment, Gordy. (motioning to New Worker) Guys, this is Anderson. Hell fill in on your crew for now, ok? Malloy and McCarthy stare at the New Worker, then back to the Assistant, who is already walking away with Gordy. The Assistant whispers in Gordys ear as they head towards the lift. Before getting on, Gordy glances back at the others and shrugs. EXT. country farmhouse - DAY A vibrant, elderly woman, BIDDY, hugs Erin and Collin simultaneously. Nearby, Jonathon unloads several satchels of clothing from the wagon and throws them over his shoulder. 0002000006950000E21C68F,Biddy I cant believe its you. Youve grown a head higher, each of you! Jonathons sister, CAROLINE, emerges from the house and walks quickly towards them. CAROLINE What happened, Jonathon? JONATHON Sorry to barge in like this. BiddY Is everything alright? JONATHON Yeah. Weve just needed to get out of the city for a while. Hope it wont be long. Maggie begins to shepherd Collin and Erin towards the house. The others follow. Biddy looks at Jonathon with concern. JONATHON (cONTD) Mind if I fill you in inside? BIDDY Of course, whatever it is. Jonathon trudges along with the bags over his shoulder. JONATHON Oh, bit of a grudge, you might say. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - DAY McCarthy, Feeney, and Malloy sit against a stack of girders, shielding themselves from the wind while they eat a small lunch. MCCARTHY Christ, its starting to get colder. Feeney nods, but his eyes are fixated on a few Workers eating on the other side of the floor, including the New Worker. McCarthy follows Feeneys gaze to the Workers, who are openly staring towards McCarthy, Feeney, and Malloy. MCCARTHY (cONTD) Turned into a fine place, hasnt it? FEENEY Its definitely quieter, at least around us. MALLOY Where you think they got Gordy? McCarthy shrugs and chews. McCARTHY I guess hes working inside somewhere. FeENEY Already? McCarthy and Malloy both shoot a glance at Feeney. FEENEY (cONTD) I didnt mean it like that. MALLOY I know. Eat your food. INT. FARMhouse BEDROOM - day Biddy slumps in a rocking chair, stunned. Jonathon is leaning against the wall with his arms folded. The bedroom is simple and quiet. She looks up at him, broken and teary. 00020000085B0000E8AB855,BiDDY Oh, Jonathon. She wipes her nose as they both stare at the floor for a silent moment. BiDDY (cONTD) And his father is still alive? JonATHON Seems so. Lives on a farm near the county line, west of Elm Grove. BIDDY So, what now? JoNATHON Dunno. Ive always had a plan for the kind of life I wanted - a good, quiet life, with friends. Doesnt always worked out, but Ive always had that idea in my head. Biddy nods. JoNATHON (cONTD) And now, for the first time, I dont have one. When I hear the words of that wretch, I boil over. Then I look at Maggie and at the kids, and-- Jonathon begins pacing around the room, shaking his head. She looks at him. BiDDY Let me give you a hint. The idea that could lead to you being dead is the foolish one. JONATHON I dont know. That depends on you. She cocks her head towards Jonathon as he peers out the window. JONATHON (cONTD) I need to know what happened. I know what you and Dad told me then was the right thing. I remember it as clear as the day we arrived and Ive never doubted it. Not until now. BIDDY Jonathon, Im your mother. How on earth could you believe that? JONATHON Because it could cost me my life! BIDDY Shsh! The children. JONATHON (calmer) Its the least you can give me. She closes her tearing eyes, then looks at him. BIDDY Listen to me, Jonathon. May he forgive me for saying this, but you know your father wasnt a saint. I think about him and pray for his soul every day. JONATHON From what I saw, you might want to pray for something else. BIDDY (sternly) We all had our weaknesses back then. She stands and approaches him. BiDDY (cONTD) But he wasnt a grave robber. That I can promise you. McTanner never blamed him because he had nothing to do with it. I know it as sure as I know hes dead. She makes a sign of the cross. Jonathon And this affair? Biddy hesitates, then sits on the bed in front of Jonathon. BIDDY Oh, Jonathon. There is nothing to that. All you need to remember is that McTanner was banished because he was a graverobber. He was. Jonathon nods in satisfaction. She cups his face in her trembling hands. 000200000FB60000F100FB0,BIDDY (cONTD) Im so sorry, Jonathon. They embrace. INT. tANNERS OFFICE - DAY Tanner throws a blueprint of the building across the room and into a table, shattering some glass. Benton and a well-dressed ARCHITECT cower nearby. TANNER Well, we very well cant stop building right in between floors, can we? Benton shakes his head. BENTON No, sir. TANNER Itd be a little drafty up there, eh? Tanner smiles. The others hesitate, then try to mirror him. ARCHITECT If I may, sir. The original budget assumed fewer floors. The revisions have pushed us over. TANNER (bitterly to Architect) My revisions, you mean. BENTON Mother nature has bitten us, too-- TANNER Silence, Benton. ARCHITECT You can hardly hold us responsible for that. Tanner glares at him. TANNER Never test my views of accountability. Tanner bows his head and closes his eyes in thought. After a tense silence, he clenches his hands into fists and TAPS them on a table, sighing. TANNER (cONTD) (with eyes still closed) Is that financial statement up to date, Mr. Benton? BENTON Only through last Sunday. Some parts have grown worse still. ARCHITECT A second contractor has filed a complaint as well. Tanner nods and opens his eyes to look out the window. A KNOCK at the back door. A Henchmen enters from the back door and approaches Tanner. Tanner waves Benton and the Architect to leave the room. As they depart, the Henchman WHISPERS in Tanners ear. The door closes behind Benton. Suddenly energized, Tanner taps a finger on his chin. TANNER And the others? HENCHMAN (shrugging) Quiet so far. Tanner CLAPS his hands together. TANNER Lets put a little fire in their bellies. EXT. sIDEWALK - EVENING Malloy trudges along the city sidewalk after work, covered in dirt and grime. He slows at a tailors shop, where a man is getting fitted for a three-piece suit. Malloy stops to admire the suit through the window. Three Coworkers suddenly pass behind Malloy on the sidewalk and smirk. COWORKER Fixin to get somethin fancy, Malloy? Malloy is startled, then tries to shrug it off. The Coworkers LAUGH as they pass by. Malloy continues on his way for a few steps, then stops. Shaken, he glances back down the sidewalk towards an alley. Seeing nothing, he turns back and strides away. EXT. iRISH PUB - eVENING McCarthy and Feeney sip their beers at a secluded table towards the back of the pub. Malloy enters and makes his way back to them. As he sits, Feeney slides an extra beer in front of him. The Black-Coated Man sits at the bar with his face covered by a paper. He glances towards the men, then looks away. Malloy catches the glance briefly, curious at the stranger. MCCARTHY Where you been? MALLOY Im here, alright? Wheres Gordy? FEENEY We dont know. MCCARTHY Its getting odd. FEENEY Aint the only thing odd. MCCARTHY How about Jonathon? MALLOY Not a word. Malloy looks over at the Black-Coated Man, who lifts his paper back up. MCCARTHY Hell take care of it all, one way or another. Maybe not the way Id take of it, but dont you worry. MALLOY (hushed) If you dont mind, I will worry about it. Jesus, this is our lives. MCCARTHY Im aware of that, boy. MALLOY Lower you voice. McCarthy stares Malloy down, then inspects the others in the pub. Malloy jerks his head towards the Black-Coated Man at the bar. McCarthy glances at the man, then back to Malloy. MCCARTHY Youre losing your senses, if you ever had any. Do you want me to cower in a corner here, like filthy rat?! Malloy jabs at the table with his index finger. MALLOY (whispering harshly) Im trying to be stay prepared! You know damn well none of us could survive being blackballed like Tanner said. What if he actually follows through with this? FEENEY Wouldnt Jonathon move away? He said he would. MALLOY We dont know for sure. McCARTHY Hed better not. He shouldnt have to. FEENEY But he said so. MALLOY So what if he does? It may not be enough. Malloy peers up at the Black-Coated Man at the bar, who is looking away. 00020000069F000100B0699,MALLOY (cONTD) (much quieter) Tanners venom has been brewing his entire life. It didnt sink in with me until today. I dont know a hatred like that. Who knows what itd make him do? FEENEY Like what? MALLOY Worse than a black eye, I know that. McCARTHY If youve thought about it that much, what do you plan to do? Malloy shakes and bows his head. MALLOY Hell if I know. I just dont know. A long silence. Simmering, McCarthy finishes the rest of his drink. MCCARTHY Last thing Im gonna do is hide or pout or cry, or any of the other things that seem to be in your plan, Malloy. McCarthy stands and puts on his jacket. McCarthy shakes his head in disgust and exits. INT. cOUNTRY FARMHOUSE - eVENING Erin and Collin settle in to sleep on the floor near the fading fire, pulling a blanket over themselves. Jonathon watches from the back of the room, leaning in the doorway. Caroline hands Maggie another blanket for Erin. MAGGIE Oh, thank you so much, Caroline. CAROLINE Whatever you need. Maggie tucks the blanket around Erin, then turns back to Caroline. Caroline smiles. MAGGIE Youre a blessing straight from God, I tell ya. CAROLINE Tomorrow well have a nice breakfast and get you all set up. JONATHON Not for me. Im heading out. BIDDY (O.S.) Youre what? Biddy enters from the doorway. CAROLINE Ill find some more blankets. Caroline looks at Jonathon and then hurries out of the room. Maggie approaches Jonathon. MAGGIE What do you mean? JONATHON Dont start. Im going to start with old McTanner. Well see where it goes from there. Maggie starts to yell, then hesitates. She pats Jonathon tenderly on the chest. MagGIE You do what you have to. 0002000008AF000107498A9,COLLIN (leaning up) Dad-- JONATHON No. Youre staying. BidDY We need to talk about this, Jonathon. Biddy frowns with worry. Jonathon shakes his head no. ErIN When can we go home? Erin looks up at her parents. Maggie kneels by her side. ERIN (cONTD) I miss my friends. JONATHON Bedtime, you two. MAGGIE (tucking her in) I know, my dear. Get your rest. Jonathon bites his lip and heads for the door, passing by Biddy. Biddy is biting her nails. INT. GORDYS HOME - eVENING In a dark and dirty apartment, Gordy slouches in a chair while his portly, older wife, HELEN, wipes fresh blood off his forehead. Helen casts a large, imposing shadow over Gordy. HELEN These beatings really are not good for you. Gordy winces and holds the rag to his head. Helen wipes her hands on the apron and sits in front of him. GoRDY That so? HELEN This isnt good at all, Gordy. We barely live on what they havent taken from you. Wed better pray this inside job pans out. GORDY It gets worse. HELEN Heavens, what now? GORDY It wasnt the same fellas that tagged me this time. She steps back, her brow furrowed. HELEN Who was it? GORDY One of Tanners boys. It seems hes purchased my debt. Helen places her hands over her shocked mouth. Gordy flashes a bloody smile. GORDY (cONTD) At least no more Wirtz, eh? HELEN Oh, dear God. Whats wrong with this man? What is he planning to do, pay you then take it back? Gordy shrugs and rubs the back of his neck. GORDY Itd be easier if he just paid less. HELEN (cONTD) That Wirtz kept you alive so he could keep collecting. Will Tanner do the same? GORDY Thats what Ive been wondering in between the pounding in my head. I dont know what the game is or if I can stay here. HELEN What about the others? McCarthy? GORDY Ive lost touch with them. I dunno. She places a tender hand on his cheek and squats down. HELEN I dont know how we could afford you losing that job. GORDY Im ashamed to say it, but Im starting to hope that Jonathon goes ahead and leaves. She stands as they both ponders the scenario. HELEN Would that take care of this? Youd all get jobs on the inside? GORDY I dont know. Helen picks up the water and starts to walk away. 000200000C9900010FF2C93,HELEN (shouting back to him) How much do we still owe? Gordy stares into space without an answer. A small tear runs down his cheek. EXT. aLLEY - NIGHT The Black-Coated Man stands in a darkened alley with a black bag in his hand, looking across the street at the partially-open window of Jonathons apartment. The Black-Coated Man looks up and down the street for bystanders, but sees nothing. He looks up again at the window as a slow stream of smoke emerges. Satisfied, he turns and hurries down the alley. After a short moment, the first flickers of fire appear inside the window and the neighborhood begins to come alive. NEIGHBOR (o.S.) Fire! Theres a fire! INT. cOUNTRY FARMHOUSE - Morning A small candle lights the stairs to an attic area. Biddy climbs into the attic, then weaves through a clutter of crates. She sets a candle on a chest, next to a small wooden box. Biddy opens the small box and removes a few bundles. Setting them aside, she pops out the false bottom of the box, revealing a stack of three letters. Taking the letters in her hand, Biddy BLOWS the dust off the ancient envelopes. Turning them over, she inspects the ancient, unopened letters. Biddy stares at them for a moment, then begins to peal one of the letters open. EXT. Remote FARMLAND - mORNING Jonathon rides his horse along the edge of a small grove of trees. He is searching the horizon for any sign that will help him. As he turns the corner, he spots McTanners farmhouse on the top of a hill. EXT. MCTANNERS FARMHOUSE - mORNING Jonathon rides on horseback around the back of McTanners farmhouse and stops behind a tree to take a look inside. He steps down and ties his horse to a branch. Jonathon walks quietly along the side wall of the house, then turns the corner. As he approaches the front door, he looks in the window briefly. He continues on to the front door and gently places his hand on the doorknob. ELIZABETH (O.S.) Can I help you? Elizabeth stands at the opposite corner of the house, holding a shotgun up to her shoulder and pointing it straight at Jonathon. InT. McTANNERs FARMHOUSE - MORNING Jonathon sits upright in a chair, watching the shotgun still pointed at him by Elizabeth. Michael McTanner lays up in his couch bed, shaking his head. ELIZABETH Who? JonATHON Jonathon Bailey. MichaEL MCTANNER Its okay, Elizabeth. I remember this man. Elizabeth relaxes slightly. MiCHAEL MCTANNER (cONTD) I think youd better leave us alone to talk. ELIZABETH Grandpa- MICHAEL MCTANNER Go on. Now. She walks into the kitchen and out the back, SLAMMING the door. MiCHAEL MCTANNER (cONTD) A little too much of her father at times. JonATHON Thats why Im here, Mr. McTanner. Ext. fARMHOUSE - mORNING Collin is walking back to the house from the barn when Biddy meets him at the base of the porch, looking nervous. COLLIN What is it, Grandma? She hesitates, then places a hand on his shoulder. BIDDY I need you to do something for me. COLLIN Sure, what? BIDDY Go get the carriage and horses ready. You and I need to catch up with your father. Collin looks towards the house. COLLIN But they-- BIDDY Ill worry about them. You just have to do what I say, understand? 000200000FA800011C85FA2,He nods. BIDDY Go, and make sure you load up the rifle, too. INT. Mctanners FARMHOUSE - Day Jonathon sits in a darkened living room across from Michael, who lies on his couch-bed, covered by a blanket. Michael COUGHS weakly. MICHAEL MCTANNER (worried) Oh dear Lord. Why would Charlie do that? JonATHON Revenge. Ive tried talking to him, but the banishment is all he sees in me. Nothing else. MICHAEL MCTANNER My God. Michael McTanner turns his face to the window. MICHAEL MCTANNER (cONTD) All these years have passed and its still with us. Every night I pray that Ill never think of it again. Every morning I wake up and look to the sun, but instead I feel its shadow. JonATHON Charlie said my father was the one robbing the grave. That you told him that. Michael McTanner looks back at Jonathon, then drops his eyes and rubs his forehead with his hand. For a few moments, Jonathon watches him cry softly into his hands. JoNATHON (cONTD) I need your help, sir. Its not too late. McTanner looks up at him. MiCHAEL MCTANNER I wouldnt have noticed earlier, but you look much like your father. Its like talking right to him again. Jonathon looks down, uncomfortable. JONATHON Do you still hate our family? McTanner chews on the question for a moment. MICHAEL MCTANNER No, not you. You should tend to your family. You should go now. Jonathon nods and stands. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - DAY Malloy walks through the stockpile area as Workers scurry about. He turns the corner around a pile of beams and catches a suspicious eye from a Worker. Malloy sees the Foremans Assistant, holding a clipboard. MALLOY Jonesy. ASSISTANT Hey there, howve you been? MALLOY Getting short on rivets up top. Well be out by afternoon. ASSISTANT Ill get a batch on up. Is your pal McCarthy showing up today? MALLOY Dunno. The Assistant nods and writes a note in his pad as Malloy starts away. ASSISTANT (CONTD) Hey, Malloy. Whats the word on that Jonathon friend of yours? Malloy turns around slowly and shrugs. MALLOY What do you mean? ASSISTANT Well, he got fired or something, right? MALLOY Something like that. ASSISTANT I heard his place caught fire last night, too. He alright? MALLOY I think. ASSISTANT You havent talked to him about it? Malloy shakes his head. MALLOY Havent heard from him. The Assistant nods and Malloy continues on his way. INT. jonathons apartment - dAY McCarthy walks through the charred rubble of Jonathons apartment. He lifts a few timbers out of the way as he looks around. His face is angry and resolute. EXT. ciTY OUTskirts - DAY Jonathon rides his horse towards the ever-growing city. He looks warily at all the passersby, worried that they are watching him. EXT. buiLDING WORKSITE - dAY Malloy and Feeney are both checking a vertical girder to make sure it is plumb. As they work, Feeney locks eyes with a Worker on the crew on the platform below them. The Worker shakes his head at Feeney then smiles as his Coworkers. Malloy catches the exchange and taps Feeney on the shoulder. He walks away towards a different girder and Feeney follows. EXT. rural FARMland - dAY Biddy and Collin ride along in the horse-drawn carriage. They approach the grove of trees near McTanners farm. InT. mCTANNERS FARMHOUSE - dAY Elizabeth sits and stares at McTanner while he sleeps. After a short moment, she stands and walks to a bookshelf. She picks up an old photograph of McTanner and his young son shortly after their arrival in America. INT. jONATHONS APARTMENT - eVENING Jonathon walks through the charred floor of his barren apartment, scanning the wreckage. The burnt furniture is covered with ash and soot. Suddenly, the stairwell CREAKS with slow footsteps. A candlelight grows in the stairwell. Jonathon crouches behind the remains of a table and reaches into his bag for a short knife. He FUMBLES the knife. More FOOTSTEPS. Jonathon looks over the table. A shadow steps through the doorway: Fr. Hap. FR. HAP 000200000A8300012C27A7D,(whispering) Is that you, Jonathon? Jonathon peeks out. JONATHON Father? Jonathon stands. Fr. Hap grabs his own chest in fright. FR. HAP Oh, my Lord! Jonathon. JONATHON Father, you scared me to death. FR. HAP I feared you were there already. JONATHON Who told you? FR. HAP In these times, Jonathon, its probably best for you to hold off on too many questions. They both smile. Fr. HAP (cONTD) Ive got a place for you to stay. Jonathon looks around once more at the wreckage. JoNATHON I need to handle something first. INT. MCTANNERS FARMHOUSE - evening Biddy stands in the hallway. With her hands shaking, she peals back her head covering and removes her gloves. Biddy pulls the old envelopes from her skirt pocket. In the darkened room, Michael lays in his bed and sweats. Elizabeth leads Biddy into the living room. Once Biddy locks eyes with Michael, she stops immediately. The two gaze at each other. Choking up, Michael looks away slightly. Elizabeth watches them for a moment, then backs away. ELIZABETH I leave you two in peace. Elizabeth exits. Michael continues looking out the window. MiCHAEL MCTANNER Your son told me what has happened and Ive been thinking about it all day. He looks back at her with sweat running down the side of his forehead. Biddy walks over and applies a wet washcloth to cool his forehead. MiCHAEL MCTANNER (cONTD) Charlie was all I had, you know. He didnt understand all that happened. I had to tell him something. BiDDY Another lie? MICHAEL MCTANNER (muttering in Gaelic) Bha an t-eagel orm. Michael closes his eyes and coughs painfully, almost crying. Biddy reaches to touch his hand. BIDDY We were all afraid in those days. She pulls her hand back to her lap. She takes the envelopes and places them on the table. He looks at the letters and bites his lip. BiDDY (cONTD) I dont care why you said what you said, but it should end with us. I want the whole shame of it all to die with us. Youre a decent man, Michael, in some ways better than my Seamus. But we all make our own sins and scars. Theres no need to pass em down. MiCHAEL MCTANNER I know. I know. Biddy wipes a tear from Michaels eyes, then stands. BIDDY I dont care what you say. Tell him another lie you like. But tell him something, something to fix what youve done. And keep him away from my Jonathon. Biddy takes a few steps, then turns back with a stern glare. BiDDY (cONTD) Damn you, Michael. You never should have told him about us. She turns and exits. EXT. mctanners fARMHOUSE - evening Collin stands by the horse carriage, inspecting a back wheel. Elizabeth approaches with a pitcher and glass of water. 000200000646000136A4640,ELIZABETH Water? Collin looks up, startled. He stands and wipes the sweat from his brow. COLLIN Thank you. She hands him the water and he gulps it down. She refills the glass. ColLIN Did a man come by here earlier, like us? Elizabeth nods. ELIZABETH We usually dont have any visitors at all. Are you looking for him? Collin Hes my father. Further away, Biddy walks out of the farmhouse. Collin points at her. ColLIN (cONTD) And shes my grandmother. ELIZABETH Oh. And you? She offers her hand and he accepts it. COLLIN Bailey. Collin Bailey. ELIZABETH Elizabeth Tanner. Collins face darkens at the name. COLLIN Well, that answers that. ELIZABETH Answers what? COLLIN Well, theres bit of an old feud between our folks, and it looks like you and I are the next generation of it. Elizabeth is bewildered. Biddy approaches them with a firm stride. Collin (to Biddy) What did he say? BIDDY Nothing you need to know, lets get the horses. (to Elizabeth) You ought to get inside, dear. Hell need your help. Elizabeth looks back at Collin one more time and their eyes meet. BiDDY (cONTD) Go on. Elizabeth turns and runs up towards the farmhouse. Biddy watches her for a short while and shakes her head. INT. bUILDING WORKSITE - evening A group of Workers finish installing lathe for the interior plaster walls of the building. As the Workers start to head out, Gordy pushes a crate of refuse through the cloud of dust. The Supervisor appears around the corner, smoking a cigarette. As Gordy passes, the Supervisor places a hand on Gordys arm, startling him. 0002000007C400013CE47BE,SUPERVISOR Gordy. GORDY (defensively) Im clearing out the north side. SUPERVISOR Easy, jumpy. Were done today. The Supervisor ushers him aside, checking for eavesdroppers. SUPERVISOR (cONTD) Nice shiner. Listen, I understand you might be in line for a better job, an inside job? Gordy shifts and looks around. The Supervisor raises his eyebrows and blows his cigarette smoke. GORDY I dunno. Maybe. SUPERVISOR Its alright, you can talk to me. How do you think I got my job? Take my advice, buddy. You dont want to end up on the wrong side of those deals. GORDY I dont plan to be. SUPERVISOR Nobody ever does. (quieter) Listen up, duties are duties, and not everyone of em is gonna be spelled out for you. If you know what will make the boss happy, you make sure its done and right soon. Gordy trembles. GORDY Like the fire, eh? The Supervisor smiles. SuPERVISOR (cONTD) You cant sit and wait for something nice to happen. You gotta earn it. Thats the only way youll ever work inside. The Supervisor takes a last look around, then slides an envelope into Gordys pocket. SUPERVISOR (cONTD) Okay then, heres a bit of the upside from the boss. Now get back to work and keep your mouth shut about this. The Supervisor struts away. Gordy secures the envelope and rushes to push his crate in the other direction. INT. fARMHOUSE - eVENING McTanner, pale and weak, tries to sit up in his bed. Elizabeth leans over and tries to help him. ELIZABETH Lay back, grandfather. MICHAEL MCTANNER No, no. ELIZABETH Tell me what you need. I can help. He stops fidgeting and tries to concentrate for a moment. MICHAEL MCTANNER You need to send a rider to your father. I need to talk to him immediately. ELIZABETH You want him here? MICHAEL MCTANNER Yes, at once. She nods. Elizabeth gets up to go, then stops. ELIZABETH Grandpa, is it true about a feud? McTanner stares at her, taken aback. MICHAEL MCTANNER What did they tell you? ELIZABETH It wasnt-- 000200000484000144A247E,MICHAEL MCTANNER Just get him for me, hurry. Elizabeth nods and hurries to the door. InT. sT. JOHNS RECTORY - NIGHT A ragged Jonathon sits at a table in the rectory kitchen. Fr. Hap serves him soup and sits. Jonathon takes a sip. FR. HAP For now, what do you need? JoNATHON We took most everything already. I had a funny feeling something like this could happen. FR. HAP The church can help you find things, if itll help. JONATHON Well make do. Thats one benefit of not having much in the first place. FR. HAP You have a family and thank God none of them were hurt. They sit in silence for a few moments as Jonathon eats. Fr. Hap fidgets with his ring. Fr. HAP (cONTD) You can stay as long as you like. I imagine youre planning to get back to Maggie shortly. Jonathon looks up at Fr. Hap and cups his mouth with his hands. JONATHON She doesnt even know yet. Jonathon begins to cry, then boils with hatred as he shakes his head. JONATHON (cONTD) They have no idea what hes done. Our home, everything. FR. HAP Ive been trying to hold off saying this, Jonathon, but you mustnt seek vengeance. For the Lord alone, you know. 000200000B6E00014920B68,JONATHON For the Lord and Mr. Tanner. FR. HAP Hell answer for it someday. JONATHON Not soon enough. Fr. Hap clasps Jonathons arm. FR. HAP It burns in me to see what happened, or to see you leave. But if its the best for everyone, Jonathon, you need to do it. Think of your children. JONATHON How can you counsel me like that? You know its not right. FR. HAP Of course its not! But we are men of faith. There is no other counsel for us. Fr. Hap stands and paces. Fr. HAP (cONTD) (calmer) Itll take a lot of time and a lot of prayer to find any peace with this! That peace may not settle until were on our deathbeds many years from now. JONATHON Im worried about tomorrow, not years from now. Fr. Hap nods and walks towards the darkened window. FR. HAP I know. Even if you disregarded Gods word on this, you shouldnt seek vengeance. This is a dangerous man were talking about. JoNATHON That he is. More than I ever thought. Jonathon takes a couple more sips of his soup, then puts the spoon down. JoNATHON (cONTD) I miss Maggies cooking already. Fr. Hap smiles. InT. iRISH PUB - nIGHT McCarthy slumps at the bar holding his hand over an open candle. He is on the verge of passing out. The Bartender shakes his head in disgust and tosses the towel down. BArTENDER Hey Mac, its time you got on home. McCARTHY Hopefully its not burned down by now. BARTENDER Thats it. As the Bartender reaches to grab the glass in front of him, McCarthy smacks it to the ground, CRASHING the glass. Several others standing nearby turn around at the sound. One Patron grabs McCarthys shoulder. PATron Whats your problem, pal? McCarthy swings around and punches the Patron in the jaw, then falls over on top of him. Someone grabs McCarthy off the ground, but he starts swinging again as the bar erupts into mayhem. As McCarthy scuffles with an ever-growing crowd, he gets pulled away towards the door by FEENEY. FEENEY Lets go! MCCARTHY Get off me, Feeney. Feeney drags McCarthy quickly through the pub doors and out into the street. They stagger down the street and catch their breath. Feeney rubs his head from a blow. McCarthy walks with his eyes mostly closed and blood trickling from his ear. FEENEY Ah Jesus, McCarthy. What are you doing? INT. gORDYS HOME - NIGHT Gordy and his wife, Helen, sit at a table covered with dollar bills and an envelope. They both look shocked. HELEN Its blood money. GORDY I dont know what it is. HELEN Its blood money is what it is. GORDY Its a lot of money, thats for sure. But it may not be blood money. She kneels in front of him and holds his head in her hands, staring into his eyes. HELEN (forcefully) Listen to me. You are all little chips to him, chips hell play at any time. He doesnt want Jonathon out of sight. He wants him gone. It wont end until Jonathon is really hurt. What do you think this money is for? 000200000B8D00015488B87,GORDY I dont know what hell do, or anybody else for that matter. Its all too much right now. Gordy tears up and winces in pain. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - MORNING Malloy and Feeney walk through one of the top, uncovered floors and come across a small mob of Workers gathered in the corner. As the approach, they notice McCarthy in the middle of the murmuring Workers. MccARTHY How many of you have had trouble gettin paid on time? Or at all? Now youve all heard what happened to Baileys apartment the other night, and dont think it was an accident. Maybe that talk of unions isnt so bad. Cause you might be next, lad! A few of the Workers grunt in agreement; others walk away. MALLOY (to himself) Holy Mary. MCCARTHY We need to stand together or well get pick off one by one. Malloy and Feeney begin backing away from the group, when the Assistant steps out and motions to Malloy. ASSISTANT Hey! Malloy halts and turns back to the Assistant. Feeney walks away without breaking stride. ASSISTANT (CONTD) What have you heard about this stuff? MALLOY Not much. MccARTHY (in background) Anyone who thinks he can tell a man who his friends are lays claim to Gods role! If we stand up, he will be struck down. The Assistant points at McCarthy. ASSISTANT (suspiciously to Malloy) Youre with this crowd, right? Is all that true? MaLLOY I dunno. First Ive heard of it. Malloy pats Assistant on the arm and tries to make a quick exit. The Assistant watches Malloy leave, then turns his attention back to McCarthy. He pulls out a small club and walks towards the crowd. AssistANT Alright! Thats enough of this! InT. sT. JOHNS RECTORY - MORNING Jonathon awakes with a start, sweating and shaking. He looks around the tiny rectory bedroom but nothing stirs. Jonathon props himself on his elbow, he reaches below his pillow to find nothing. He looks over to see that Fr. Hap is still sleeping. Jonathon slowly sits up and prepares to sneak out of the room. EXT. biDDYS FARMHOUSE - mORNING Biddy and Collin ride down the quiet trail to the farmhouse. Biddy turns to Collin sternly. BIDDY Now, when you drop me off, I need you to do something. COLLIN What? BIDDY Unhook the lead horse and head back to the city. COLLIN What? BIDDY Listen to me. Your father is in trouble. Ive been thinking about that family this whole way back. Theyll never give in. COLLIN What do you want me to do? He pulls the horses to a stop at the farmhouse. BIDDY Anything to get him out of there! No matter what, you need to find him and tell him hes in more danger than he thinks. ExT. buiLDING WORKSITE - dAY Tanner paces around the base of the skyscraper with two Contractors, looking at the plans in his hands. Benton scurries towards the group, huffing and puffing. BENTON Mr. Tanner! TANNER (lost in thought) Hmm. BENTON I need to speak with you. TANNER Do you know they charged us the wrong rate for the wrong door material? 0002000008CF0001600F8C9,BenTON No, sir. TANNER (to Contractors) There isnt the time and certainly not the money for everything to be done twice around here. BENTON Sir-- TANNER And what happened to that wall on the sixth floor? BENTON Mr. Tanner! Its your father. Tanner stops instantly. BeNTON (CONTD) He wants you to see him and said it was urgent. Tanner rushes from the worksite with Benton following. INT. Pawn shop - DAY Jonathon looks through the glass displays at several guns for sale. The STOREOWNER eyes him. Storeowner What kind you looking for? JONATHON Not sure. What about this one? Jonathon points at the smallest in the collection. STOREOWNER Pretty tiny for most people. Why not something a little nicer, like this one? The Storeowner reaches for another gun and places it on the counter. Jonathon flips the tag and balks at the price. JONATHON Can I get a few bullets for the price? STOREOWNER Sure. Jonathon nods. JONATHON I'll take it. Jonathon reaches into his pocket for the money. EXT. taNNERS MANSION - dAY Jonathon lies in wait outside of Tanners mansion, secluded by imposing green shrubbery. His eyes scan the area for any sign of Tanner. His right hand fidgets around the handle of his gun. His breathing is heavy. From behind Jonathon, four horses GALLOP by, pulling a large black carriage. The carriage races to the front step of Tanners mansion. As it stops, the carriage door busts open and Tanner leaps to the ground before running up the stairs and inside. A Guard jumps from the carriage right behind Tanner and rushes into the house. Jonathon watches as the house explodes to life. Through the window, several people are seen and heard bustling about. Jonathon climbs up on his haunches and check that he still had his gun. He takes a short step, then stops, watching the explosion of activity. After a short while, Tanner emerges with the Guard and a Helper right behind him. They are carrying two small bags. The Guard and Tanner leap into the carriage and it races away with incredible speed. Jonathon watches the carriage race away, stunned. InT. fARMHOUSE BEDROOM - DAY Michael McTanner slumps in a chair by the window, sunlight shining in on his face. Elizabeth sits at his side. Michael COUGHS. 000200000AAA000168D8AA4,MiCHAEL MCTANNER Tell him, I dont know. Your father believed in me. He believed in me. He shouldnt be ashamed in leaving Ireland, not like my shame. Michaels eyes close, then slowly reopen. ELIZABETH Grandpa, you should rest, please. MICHAEL MCTANNER I loved my family. A tear forms as his eyes close. Hes fading. MiCHAEL MCTANNER (cONTD) Loved them. My Charlie, my poor, poor Charlie. Michaels head sinks and his body becomes still. Elizabeth watches wide-eyed and leans forward, scared. ELIZABETH Grandpa? Ext. buILDING WORKSITE - day Benton walks briskly next to the Banker and two well-dressed GENTLEMEN towards a construction shack. BENTON He's not here, I told you. Can't we address this when he returns? BANKER We've tried that on several occasions, Mr. Benton, as you are well aware. BENTON But look at the progress we've made. BANKER Yes, all of it over budget and without your last payment. The two GENTLEMEN reach the shack and swing the door open. One leaps up the stairs into the shack, then returns and shakes his head. BENTON Hes not even in town. BANKER (to Benton) He has made a fool of us for the last time. Please advise him that he has until the close of business to catch up on the missed payment. In the meantime, I suggest you finish what you can today. Without the payment, the project will be shutdown tomorrow until we decide otherwise. The three men stride off angrily. As Benton watches them leave, a lightning flashes through the sky, with a loud RUMBLE of thunder immediately after. Benton looks skyward as the rain begins to fall. InT. apartment building - nIGHT Malloy and Feeney shake the rain off their shirts as they trudge up the dirty stairs to Malloys apartment. MALLOY Thats about the dumbest thing Ive ever heard. FeENEY We havent seen McCarthy and Gordy and you dont want to go looking for them? MALLOY Theyre gonna be find. Theyre probably just laying low like you should be doing. They reach the top of the stairs and turn down the hallway. FEENEY You know thats not true. Malloy stops in front of his door, frozen. Hanging on the door is the brand new suit that he previously looked at in the store window. FEENEY (cONTD) Whats this? Malloy leans against the doorway and hangs his head. MALLOY Oh Jesus. Feeneys face slowly turns to a scowl and he turns and walks back down the stairs. MALLOY (cONTD) Feeney, its not that. As Feeney continues down the stairs and out of the building, Malloy looks back up at the suit and shakes his head. InT. FARMHOUSE BEDROOM - nIGHT Tanner stands in the bedroom doorway and removes his hat. He walks to the bed and kneels by Michael McTanner, who is dead and covered with a blanket. 000200000CAF0001737CCA9,Tanner gently takes his fathers hand and holds it to his face. Elizabeth stands in the background. TANNER Did he say anything? ELIZABETH (sniffling) A little, but it was hard to make sense of it, with the fever and all. I cant be sure, but I think it had to do with the Baileys. Tanner looks back at her, surprised. TANNER What do you know about the Baileys? ELIZABETH He became upset after their visit. Tanner springs to his feet and approaches Elizabeth. TANNER Their visit? Who was here? ELIZABETH Mr. Bailey. And then later his mother with her grandson. TANNER They were here? He shakes her shoulders. She nods. ELIZABETH (crying) Yes. TANNER What did they want? ELIZABETH I dont know. Grandpa insisted on talking privately with them. Tanner turns away, trembling in a rage. TANNER You are going to tell me everything about this, down to the last word. ELIZABETH Yes, Father. TANNER (to himself) As if its not enough to take his home, they had to rob him of a peaceful passing, too. Tanner SLAMS his hand on the table, sending a plate to the floor. Elizabeth shrieks away. Tanner gazes back at his father. Calming himself, Tanner moves towards the body. He touches the blanket over his fathers chest and sits. He stares at the body, transfixed. TANNER (cONTD) Pack your things. We are returning to the city at once. Before leaving, Elizabeth notices Biddys letters on the end table. Undetected, Elizabeth slips the letters under her apron as she leaves. INT. st. JOHNS CHURCH RECTORY - nIGHT Fr. Hap kneels on the floor, leaning against his bed. A bible sits open in front of him on the bed. Fr. Hap leans on his elbows with his face in his hands. INT. st. JOHNS CHURCH - nIGHT In an empty church, Jonathon kneels before the intention candles with his head bowed. JoNATHON (praying to himself) What do you want from me? Were things going that well for us you had to kick us headfirst into the pig slop? I dont know how Maggie leaned on you so much. I dont know how to make this whole thing right. Jonathon takes the matches into his hand. JoNATHON (cONTD) You must like what fire does, eh? Even this was turned against us. He lights a few candles. As the fire grows, he suddenly stops and begins laughing to himself. JONATHON (cONTD) Now Im the one burning the church with votives. InT. fARMHOUSE - niGHT Maggie kneels against the bed of her sleeping daughter. Maggie tucks the blankets in, then pulls her hands together to pray. She bows her head. EXT. st. JOHNS CHURCH - niGHT Outside the rectory is a courtyard and small garden with a statue of the Virgin Mary, barely lit by the moon. Rain falls softly. A Dark Figure SNEAKS to the wall alongside the church and hides in the shadows. Along the wall, the moonlight reveals that it is Gordy, drunk and dazed. Gordy peers in the church window and spots Jonathon, kneeling and praying by the intention candles inside the church. Gordy crouches again, panting. He pulls a knife out of his pocket and looks at it. He squints and leans his head back. Suddenly, FOOTSTEPS SLOSH towards the garden. Gordy ducks and hides. Feeney stumbles around the corner and through the garden to the back entrance of the rectory. 0002000007520001802574C,As Feeney disappears, Gordy is crouching and panting. He stares the moonlit statue of Mary and starts to cry. As his crying becomes more intense, he drops the knife and runs away from the church. InT. st. JOHNS CHURCH - nIGHT Fr. Hap opens the door and peeks out. Feeney stands trembling in the dark rain. Fr. HAP Feeney, youre shaking. FEENEY (sniffling) Is Jonathon here? Fr. Hap hesitates, but Jonathon emerges from the back room. Fr. Hap quickly ushers Feeney inside. JoNATHON Whats the matter with you? I said that no one is to come here. FEENEY Its McCarthy, hes dead! Fr. HAP Oh, my Lord. Feeney crumbles to one knee and begins sobbing. Fr. Hap bends to comfort him. Jonathon is paralyzed with shock. JonATHON Are you sure? FeENEY (nodding) Aye, he went off the building. Fr. HAP No. JoNATHON What happened? Tell me what happened, Feeney. FeeNEY They said he fell off, but he wasnt even working. They threw him off the site this morning. JONATHON What about Gordy? FEENEY Havent seen him lately either. Jonathons eyes begin to well with tears. He shuffles towards the open doorway and places his hand on the door as if to close it. He hesitates, then steps through the doorway to the outside step. Fr. HAP (O.S.) Jonathon? EXT. buILDING WORKSITE - nIGHT Jonathon stumbles around the outside of the building in the rainy mud. JONATHON (screaming) You couldnt just deal with me, Tanner?! He grabs a rock a throws it at the walls, where it SMASHES and falls to the ground. JoNATHON (cONTD) This is just a little game to you, you bastard! Come on and fight for yourself, for once in your life! Jonathon launches a second rock at the building, which CRASHES through a window. From out of the shadows, Jonathon is TACKLED and slammed to the ground by Fr. Hap and Feeney. FEENEY What are you doing? JONATHON Get off me! FR. HAP 000200000FA900018771FA3,(whispering) Shut up! JONATHON Im tired of shutting up. The men flail about on the ground. Fr. Hap tries to cover Jonathons mouth, but Jonathon shakes his head free. Feeney PUNCHES Jonathon across the face, knocking him out. Feeney squeezes his own hand in pain. Fr. Hap quickly looks around, then scrambles to his feet, dragging Jonathon up to a sitting position. Feeney stumbles to his feet. FR. HAP (to Feeney) Grab his other arm. INT. JONATHONS APARTMENT - dawn Collin stands in the middle of his familys burnt out apartment. It is in shambles. With the tip of his shotgun, Collin lifts the edge of a burnt mattress in the corner. Underneath is a small, comic book with burns around the edges. He drops the mattress down. EXT. bUILDING WORKSITE - dAWN A POLICEMAN padlocks the gate to the building site. Nearby, the Banker and his two Gentlemen assistants nail a written notice to the outside posts. Once the Policeman finishes, they all EXIT. Standing back from the gate, scores of Workers shake their heads and walk away. EXt. OUTSIDE iRISH PUB - mORNING Collin appears from the alley shadows and turns into the neighboring pub. InT. iRISH PUB - mORNING Collin closes the door behind him and looks through the sunlit smoke. There are only a few people in the bar, including an elderly DRUNK talking at the bar with the stout BARTENDER. As Collin walks towards them, the Bartender looks up. BARTENDER Arent you Jonathon Baileys boy? Collin slows his approach and nods cautiously. COLLIN Aye. BARTENDER Holy Christ. What brings you around here? COLLIN Im looking for my father. BARTENDER Son, he aint been in here in a long time, not since that visit from Mr. Tanner. I aint seen any of those fellas since McCarthys, well, you know. Drunk Its not right. COLLIN What about McCarthy? The Bartender looks at the Drunk, then back at Collin. BARTENDER Hes dead. Took the short way off the building. Rumor has it he was helped. DrUNK You didnt hear that here. BarTENDER Thats for sure. ColLIN Hes dead? DRUNK Yep. The whole building was shut down last night. Thats why these other fellas are in here. Collin leans against the bar, stunned. BarTENDER Where was your father heading? Collin looks up at the Bartender, then races out of the pub. INT. tANNERS MANSION - mORNING Tanner walks through his home office and throws his bag on the desk. Benton and three Henchmen stand by for their orders. TANNER Ive been gone one day! BENTON Sir, their minds were made up. Tanner rubs his face, trembling. TANNER Did you call our attorney? I want them sued. BENTON He called us. Youve already been sued. Benton reveals a handful of papers from behind his back and places them on the desk edge. Tanner nods. TANNER (softly) Everyone out. The Henchmen turn to leave. BENTON Sir? TANNER Forget the rest of this and tend to my fathers funeral as I instructed. Now. Benton nods and scurries out of the room. As the door slams, Tanner slides down into his chair and places his head in his hands, almost crying. Tanner reaches into the top drawer of his desk and removes a small, folded envelope. He quickly opens the envelope and drops several pills into his hand. Tanner throws the pills into his mouth and swallows. He shudders as they go down. A KNOCK at the back door to the office. The door opens and the Black-Coated Man appears. Tanner raises his head. BlACK-COATED MAN You sent for me? Tanner shakes his head, still getting over the pills. TANNER Were moving to the end of the plan, effective immediately. Tanner flashes a maniacal gaze back at the Black-Coated Man. TANNER (cONTD) Take out all of them. BlACK-COATED MAN Yes, sir. The Black-Coated Man nods and exits. Tanner grabs a bottle of alcohol from under his desk and takes a large drink. TANNER All of them! EXT. sT. JOHNS CHURCH RECTORY - day Jonathon, Feeney, and Fr. Hap stand in the back alley with Jonathon carrying a small bag over his shoulder. FR. HAP 00020000081800019714812,Jonathon, I beg you. Go to your family. JONATHON Not yet. FEENEY Fathers right. Well find you when its safe. Jonathon shakes his head. JONATHON I need answers. This is not over. FEENEY Then take my horse. Jonathon shakes Feeneys hand. JONATHON Youll find Malloy? Feeney nods. Jonathon hugs Fr. Hap. FR. HAP God be with you, Jonathon Bailey. JONATHON You fellas may need his help, too. Jonathon turns and hurries down the alley towards the corner. EXT. Abandoned Lot - dAY Gordys bloodied face is slammed against a fencepost by two of the Henchmen. The Black-Coated Man stands behind them. GORDY Uugh! A fist to the stomach doubles Gordy over. HENCHMAN #1 Where the hell is he? Gordy falls to one knee and spits blood, gasping for air. GORDY (panting) Hes left town for good. Hes gone by now. Henchman #2 shakes his head and slaps Gordy across the face, sending him to the ground. HENCHMAN #1 Word is hes got a gun. That right? GORDY I dunno. The Black-Coated Man steps in wearily and squats down on his haunches. His face terrifies Gordy. Black-Coated Man Gordy, Gordy. I can give you a deal, but-- HENCHMAN #2 He doesnt deserve it. Black-Coated Man Maybe you dont deserve it. You have failed me so far. Gordy tries to sit up in a panic. Henchman #1 steps in and kicks Gordy back to the ground. Black-Coated Man If you were able to tell us where he is, your debt could be forgiven. Henchman #2 leans over to Gordy, revealing a gleaming dagger. HENCHMAN #2 (whispering) Im happy you dont know anything, because that means its our pleasure. Henchman #1 pulls Henchman #2 back from Gordy. Gordy buries his head in his hands, crying. The Black-Coated Man stands but bends with his hands on his knees. Gordy doesnt look up. GORDY (meekly) No more? BlACK-COATED MAN None of these reminders. Gordy looks up, panting. EXT. tANNERS MANSION - DAY With his shotgun hidden in his jacket, Collin creeps along a stable wall behind Tanners house and peers at the windows. Collin spots Elizabeth in one of the upper bedrooms. 0002000009E200019F269DC,Collin sneaks around a row of hedges to get a side view of that same room. As he gets into position and crouches, he slips and falls into the mud. A gun COCKS behind his ear. GUARD (O.S.) Thats enough right there. Collin looks up to see two roughneck Guards. One of the Guards kicks the gun from Collins hand and picks it up. They drag Collin to his feet and lead him to the stables. GUARD Lets find out what is so important to you. CollIN I dont mean any harm, I was being chased and-- A heavy nightstick CRACKS Collin in the back. Collin collapses to the ground and cries in pain. Guard (chuckling) I didnt see anyone behind you, lad. The Guard grabs Collin by the hair and lifts him to his feet. They slam Collin against the stable wall, his face bloodied. INT. IRISH PUB - DAY A figure slinks through the back door of the pub and through the back office. He peers out into the pub where several Workers are drinking. The Bartender passes by the office door without seeing the figure. An arm reaches out and pulls the Bartender into the back room. The Bartender reaches back to swing at the man who grab, then sees that it is Jonathon. The Bartender stops short of hitting him. BARTENDER Jesus Christ! JonATHON Shush. Jonathon peeks out into the bar. JoNATHON (cONTD) Any of my mates out there? BarTENDER No. JONATHON Any of Tanners? The Bartender shakes his head. BARTENDER But your boy was looking for you earlier. JONATHON Collin? He nods. Jonathons face sinks. JONATHON (cONTD) Oh God. Where was he headed? BARTENDER He didnt say, he was looking all over for you. Jonathon stares at the Bartender for a moment, then slap him on the arm and races out the back door. The Bartender stands against the wall, watching the door slam shut. EXT. ALLEY - DAY Malloy collapses face-first into a puddle. He feels a bleeding gash on his head. Malloys hand finds a pipe on the ground, which he grabs. Malloy spins and swings the pipe wildly, SMACKING a HENCHMAN on the jaw. The Henchman reels backwards. Malloy scrambles to his feet and flees down the alley. EXT. aBANDONED LOT - aFTERNOON Next to a pile of trash lies Gordy. His face is bloodied and his eyes are open, but dead. Int. tANNERS MANSION - AFTERNOON A frayed Tanner walks down the hallway towards the back door to his basement. A shotgun leans against the doorway. Tanner climbs down the stairs to a small dimly-lit cellar. Collin is tied to a chair, beaten and terrified. The Guards part to stand behind him. 0002000006D30001A9026CD,TANNER So, the boy who saw my father just before his death! How was it? ColLIN I didnt know- A Guard PUNCHES Collin across the jaw. TANNER He deserved much better than that. You are the son of a son of a snake who deserves, well, a snakes death. Tanner grabs Collins hair and raises a knife. COLLIN No! The Guards grab Collins head tight and Tanner cuts a small gash into Collins cheek. COLLIN (cONTD) Aaagh! ELIZABETH (O.S.) Aaagh! Elizabeth stands on the higher steps, looking down on the men. The men are startled by her scream. She is shaking. TANNER Elizabeth, get out of here! ELIZABETH What are you doing?! One of the Guards starts towards the stairs. She backs away. The Guard stops in his tracks. ELIZABETH Dont you come near me, any of you! TANNER You dont understand. ELIZABETH Yes I do, Father, better than you. I know what youre doing to these people and for no reason. TANNER Youve been lied to. She tries to rush her father. A Guard steps in and grabs her. The Guard carries her back up the stairs screaming and kicking. ELIZABETH I hate you! I never want to see you again! The door SLAMS behind them as they reach the top. Tanner stands at the bottom of the stairs, stunned and furious. TaNNER (muttering) These people are trying to tear my family apart. And now infecting my daughter with these lies. Tanner KICKS Collin in the chest and he falls backwards in his chair. TANNER (cONTD) (to Guard) Get to the building. Bring him. INT. tanNERS MANSION - dusk Elizabeth sits on an elegant coach in the front parlor, crying softly. Outside the window, a Guard paces along the porch. Elizabeth removes the ancient letters from her pockets and carefully opens the first envelope. 0002000006900001AFCF68A,InT. wooden ship - DAY (Flashback, 1852) Michael McTanner, young and in his forties, huddles with other PASSENGERS in the cargo area of a famine ship. Michael is sitting next to a young PRIEST, who writes on a piece of paper as Michael dictates. MICHAEL MCTANNER My dear Biddy. It is now a month since I left and your face still haunts me. (gulping) We are traveling to America like so many others to start over. I only pray that I havent left someone that no longer cares for me. Your eyes carried me through my toughest times, and it breaks my heart to know that Ill never see those eyes again, at least not ever with the same feelings. Michael and the Priest lock eyes while he struggles for the next words. MiCHAEL MCTANNER (cONTD) I could not tell Charlie the truth about what I did. I blamed the whole incident in the cemetery on your husband, though we both know that is a lie. I cannot tell him. He is all I have now and I cannot bear to raise a son that despises me as you do. Please forgive me, my love. The Priest stops writing and wipes his brow. MICHAEL MCTANNER (cONTD) Forgive me, Father. Michael bows his head. InT. tANNERS MANSION - DUSK Elizabeth sits and reads the letters, mesmerized. MICHAEL MCTANNER (V.O.) I know God will punish me someday for what I have done. But I pray that my sins are never visited upon my children, at least no more than they already are. Elizabeth carefully folds the letter. A loud THUMP comes from outside, then a body drops to the porch floor. Elizabeth coils in fright. The front door cracks open as footsteps enter the house. It is Jonathon, who locks eyes on Elizabeth. She seems relieved. 000200000B770001B659B71,EXT. buiLDING WORKSITE - duSK Henchman #1 breaks open the chain securing the padlock and rips the gates open. HENCHMAN #1 Lets go. Henchman #2 grabs Collin by the scruff of his shirt and leads him to the front door of the building. Both Henchmen look around to see that no one is watching. EXT. TANNERS MANSION - DUSK Jonathon and Elizabeth are both hurrying towards his horse. ELIZABETH Hurry! Puffing, Jonathon quickly mounts the horse. Elizabeth is carrying the letters behind him. ELIZABETH (cONTD) Wait, take these with you. She hands him the letters. Jonathon takes them and puts them in his jacket pocket. ELIZABETH (cONTD) He wont likely believe your word. Jonathon looks down at her and nods. JonATHON Thank you, Elizabeth Tanner. He kicks the horse and quickly gallops off. As Jonathon departs, Elizabeth steps back onto the porch and notices the Guard, still unconscious on the ground. She hesitates, looks around, then goes down the porch steps and around the side of the horse towards the stable. InT. buiLDING WORKSITE - duSK Jonathon steps through the open doors of the massive building. He approaches the construction lifts and looks up the shaft as far as he can. He hears a slight pinging and voices up high. Suddenly, Jonathon turns away from the lifts and runs to the stairwell. As he pushes the door open a lead pipe CRACKS Jonathon in the ribs. He collapses to the floor, with Biddys letters falling to the ground. The Black-Coated Man emerges from the shadows holding a lead pipe. He picks up the letters and examines them curiously. TANNER (O.S.) Ill take those. Tanner emerges from around the corner carrying a small flask and revolver. He is slightly bleary-eyed. Tanner takes the letters from the Black-Coated Man and continues towards the foyer. TANNER (cONTD) Upstairs with him. INT. BuiLDING WORKSITE - DuSK Alone, Tanner wanders through the abandoned halls of his building. In his hand, he carries the open letters. Tanner enters the grand lobby and looks up at a magnificent arched ceiling with some unfinished wall molding. He laughs to himself. TaNNER (maniacally) This is me. This is mine! Who dares to take it away from me? He raises his arms in triumph and walks towards the stained-glass windows, where some light peaks in. TANNER (cONTD) I built this! It can never be taken from me just as it can never be taken from the earth - we are one! Tanner grabs a rag from the windowsill and throws it over a hanging rod. He lights a corner of the rag on fire. Using the fire as a lantern, he looks back down at the letter. TANNER (cONTD) (trembling) I listened to you, father. I swore by you. And these, these are your final words to me. (shouting upwards) I slaved for you! To redeem you! (quieter and teary) And I defended you. I knew a father that I admired, but it was ruse. You were a coward. In every way, a two-faced coward. 0002000006740001C1CA66E,Tanner reaches over and grabs the rags fire with his bare hand. He pulls back and stares at his burnt hand. EXT. TOP OF SKYSCRAPER - dusk With the aid of a Henchman #1, the Black-Coated Man pulls Jonathon through the fog and across the skyscrapers roof. Jonathon reaches for a beam, but Henchman #1 easily wrenches Jonathons hand free. JONATHON What are you doing?! As they drag Jonathon towards the roof edge, he sees Henchman #2 holding Collin. Collin is gagged and bloodied. JonaTHON (cONTD) Oh God no. Collin! Collin offers a muffled cry. JONATHON (CONTD) God help us. TANNER (O.S.) Settle down, Bailey. Through the mist, Tanner appears walking along the roof edge. JONATHON Tanner! Let my son go! He isnt part of this. This isnt right. Jonathon notices Tanners burnt, bleeding hand with the other hand holding the letters. TANNER If you dont mind, Johnny, Im in no mood for a lecture on right and wrong, or on truth and fiction for that matter. JONATHON I could care less what you think is the truth. You can kill me, kill all my friends, but let Collin go. It wont change what happened in Ireland. TANNER As if you know what happened. You know, lies arent such a bad thing for everybody as long as nobody ever learns the truth. Thats when a lie is hurtful. Collin and Henchman #2 notice black smoke starting to rise from lower in the building. Tanner lifts Biddys letters for Jonathon to see. He stares at it for a moment, then chuckles to himself. TANNER Unhand him. Henchman #1 hesitates, but Tanner nods him off. Henchmen #1 and the Black-Coated Man step away. The smoke grows thicker. 000200000C810001C838C7B,TANNER You think me to be deranged and twisted simply for believing my fathers story, even though youre guilty of the same offense. I was wrong, Jonathon. And you were wrong. The others all notice the smoke, which is growing in intensity. Henchman #1 coughs and moves towards the stairs. HENCHMAN #1 Sir, theres a fire! Tanner remains locked on Jonathon as he approaches. TANNER I remember the feel of Ireland, the wind on our faces when wed run along the banks as children. We stared out over the valley at the edge of the world. That was true. And everything else Ive tried to know since then has failed me. Tanner hands the letters to Jonathon. Jonathon takes them. TANNER (cONTD) So welcome to my twisted world. Tanner gives Jonathon a wry smile, then takes two steps towards the edge. Suddenly, Tanner steps right off the building. Tanners body disappears into the smoky mist. Jonathon stumbles backwards. JONATHON Oh, my God. Stunned, Henchman #1 begins to run towards the stairs, with Henchman #2 following. HENCHMAN #1 Save yourselves! Watching Tanner fall, the Black-Coated Man steps away from Jonathon towards the edge. Jonathon ELBOWS the Black-Coated Man sharply in the stomach and stumbles backwards. The Black-Coated Man doubles over. Jonathon swiftly KNEES the Black-Coated Man in the head, sending him reeling to the ground. As the Black-Coated Man struggles for breath, Jonathon grabs Collin. They run to the stairs as Collin rips the gag off. INT. BuILDING WORKSITE - DUSK Jonathon and Collin run down the smoky stairs, coughing and wheezing. They are covering their mouths with their shirt necks. As they reach one of the landings, they see Henchman #1, collapsed and leaning against the wall. His eyes are starting to close. As they pass by him, a SHOT rings out from above. Jonathon looks up the stairwell and sees the Black-Coated Man. He is several floors up but pointing a gun down at them. Jonathon grabs Collin and jumps back towards the wall as a second SHOT strikes the railing. They begin running down the stairs again. EXT. buiLDING WORKSITE - duSK Jonathon and Collin race out of the building -- coughing and stumbling over each other. As they run towards the street, Jonathon quickly halts in his tracks as he sees Elizabeth, standing twenty feet away next to a horse-drawn wagon. She is pointing Collins shotgun towards them. Jonathon and Collin both freeze. Elizabeth SHOOTS right over their shoulders towards the building door. They turn around and see the Black-Coated Man. He is standing in the building doorway with a bloody wound in his chest. The Black-Coated Man drops his gun, then collapses to the ground. Collin runs to Elizabeth, who is shaking and still holding the shotgun. Collin calmly takes the gun from her grip and leads her to the back of the wagon. Jonathon follows, quickly jumping up to the seat and taking the reins. COLLIN Its okay. Its okay. Collin rushes her into the back of the wagon. As he climbs in, she falls into his arms and they gallop away. As Jonathon, Collin and Elizabeth race from the scene, they stare back at the building engulfed in flames. 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