GRAB SOME POPCORN, RELAX, AND ENJOY THE SHOW!
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
INT. LOG CABIN. PLYMOUTH, MASSACHUSETTS - THANKSGIVING DAY
A FAMILY of six are gathered around the dining table adorned with the cornucopia of Thanksgiving dinner.
Anticipant as the grandfather clock CHIMES three o'clock,
He'll be here.
He's late, Dorah.
We won't start without him, Luther.
He'd be the first to understand.
As Luther begins carving the turkey, Dorah lets out a SIGH. Their DAUGHTER clasps her hand reassuringly.
He's been here every Thanksgiving, dad.
Luther stops carving with the KNOCK at the door.
He and his sister run out of the dining room and return holding the hands of Native American, MASSASOIT.
All surround him excitedly and guide him to his place at the table.
We saved your chair, Great Sachem.
Massasoit nods, smiling. As he sits, he retrieves the ceremonial pipe from his pouch, then lights it. After inhaling, he passes it to Luther who then passes it to Dorah. She respectfully inhales and returns it to Massasoit.
After snuffing the pipe, Massasoit sets it adjacent to his place setting. Ritualistically, each extends and holds the other's hand, heads bowed.
We give thanks today for Your eternal bounty.
FADE TO BLACK
**written by petra michelle (11/21/00)**