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TABITHA Are you sure we're even driving in the right direction? (off his look)
Sorry, it's just - we're supposed to be parallel to the highway. I can't even see it anymore. Jim starts pressing buttons on the console. Sighs in frustration. JIM The GPS is frozen. TABITHA Well maybe if we reboot it -- JIM This is ridiculous. At some point it's gotta -- what the hell is this? Jim stares out the windshield in confusion - the backwoods have begun to clear as they arrive at the entrance to what looks like a small town. INT. STONE LODGE/CHURCH - LATE AFTERNOON Kenny makes his way down the row of makeshift pews towards a small room in the back. INT. CHURCH, BACKROOM - LATE AFTERNOON Father Kelly sits at a table deep in thought; a sheet of blank notebook paper laid out before him, beside a stack of paper filled with writing. An old fashioned quill in his hand and a pot of ink on the table. His lips are moving, trying to remember something, a phrasing - his eyes open. He's got it. He begins to write. A knock at the open doorway. Deputy Kenny comes in. KENNY Father Kelly? Sheriff told me to let you know they're ready. FATHER KELLY Thank you, Kenny. KENNY (re: the parchment) How's it coming? FATHER KELLY (smiles) Line by line and page by page.
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