THE DOGMATIST
                                   By Martin Douglas

               Lauretta has been in an abusive relationship with her husband.  
               She comes into church consistently with bruises from the 
               beatings she's received.  Welsh is a priest at the church 
               who has had a crush on her.  He invites her into his chambers 
               to talk to her about her situation.

               INT. BACK ROOM OF THE CHURCH -- DAY

               Welsh escorts Lauretta into the back room of the church.  
               She glances around the small room with a single window.  The 
               room is dim and the cloud cover from outside lets in very 
               little light through the window making the room appear even 
               more menacing than it is.  For as dim as the room is Lauretta 
               refuses to remove her sunglasses.  Welsh motions towards a 
               couch next to his desk.

                                     WELSH
                         Go ahead Lauretta.  Take a seat.

                                     LAURETTA
                         Thank you.

               Welsh walks over to the cabinet and opens it up.  He pulls 
               out a glass of Southern Comfort and starts to pour himself a 
               glass.

                                     WELSH
                         Drink?

                                     LAURETTA
                         No....what a fine room this is?

                                     WELSH
                         I'm been paying close attention to 
                         you lately Lauretta.  I'm not sure 
                         what it is for sure but it seems 
                         like something's bothering you.

                                     LAURETTA
                         Bothering me?  Why for heaven sakes 
                         no.

                                     WELSH
                         Those bruises on your arm?

                                     LAURETTA
                         Bruises?  I don't know what you're 
                         talking about. 

                                     WELSH
                         Please take off your glasses.

                                     LAURETTA
                         They're prescription and I mustn't...

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                                                                         2.


                                     WELSH
                         Lauretta.

               She lowers her head and slowly removes the sunglasses.

                                     WELSH (CONT'D)
                         And I suppose that's not a black eye 
                         you've been trying to hide from 
                         everyone.

                                     LAURETTA
                         I....It's really nothing.  Just bumped 
                         into something.  You know clumsy me.

               Lauretta walks over and grabs the bottle of Southern Comfort 
               an pours herself a drink which she quickly downs.

                                     WELSH
                         Your husband did it didn't he.

                                     LAURETTA
                         No he would never...

                                     WELSH
                         Stop protecting him.  Lauretta you 
                         don't deserve to be treated that 
                         way.

                                     LAURETTA
                         I'm not protecting anyone father.  
                         And the fact that you would say such 
                         things...

                                     WELSH
                         The fact that I would tell the truth.  
                         That your husband should be taken 
                         out and beaten.

                                     LAURETTA
                         Stop that talk right now!.....I'm 
                         sorry father.  I didn't mean to raise 
                         my voice.

                                     WELSH
                         Lauretta all I'm saying is that you 
                         deserve a better man than him.

                                     LAURETTA
                         I have to go now.

               She quickly starts to head for the door.

                                     WELSH
                         Lauretta please.  Sit down.  I'm 
                         just trying to help.  Just listen to 
                         me for a few more minutes.  If you're 
                         not happy with what I have to say 
                         you can leave.  Fair enough?

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                                     LAURETTA
                         Okay.  Just a few more minutes.

                                     WELSH
                         Thank you.

               She returns to the couch and sits down.  And takes a seat 
               beside her.

                                     WELSH (CONT'D)
                         Lauretta what I want you to think 
                         about is finding someone else.  
                         Someone who'll be there for you, 
                         protect you.

                                     LAURETTA
                         But I don't really deserve...

                                     WELSH
                         Yes you do.  You deserve a lot better 
                         than what you have.  There are so 
                         many men out there who would treat 
                         you a hundred times better.  Take me 
                         for instance.

                                     LAURETTA
                         You father?

                                     WELSH
                         Yes me.  I know I don't look like 
                         much but I'd be there for you.  
                         Protect you from all the evil in 
                         this world.  What better place to 
                         find a man than church.  And what 
                         better man than a man of god.

               He reaches over and touches her gently on the leg.  She sits 
               uncomfortably, unsure of what to do.

                                     LAURETTA
                         Father I really don't think I'm your 
                         type.

                                     WELSH
                         Of course you are.  You need someone 
                         who'll treat you right.

               He starts moving his hand farther up her leg.

                                     LAURETTA
                         Father please stop.  I don't want 
                         this.

               She pushes his hand away.

                                     WELSH
                         How dare you.  

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                                                                         4.


                                     LAURETTA
                         I didn't mean it that...

                                     WELSH
                         I get it.  You like being beaten.  
                         Is that it?  You like your men to 
                         act like barbarians?

                                     LAURETTA
                         No.  Just let me leave....

               Lauretta starts to head for the door but Welsh blocks her 
               way. 

                                     WELSH
                         You're not going anywhere.  I'm gonna 
                         give you exactly what you want.

                                     LAURETTA
                         Please......

               Lauretta backs away cowering as Welsh advances on her.