Friday, December 22, 2017

The Shack and more about it

The Shack (2017) Movie Script

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Willie: Who wouldn’t be skeptical when a man claims to have spent a weekend with God?
Neighbor: Daddy’s aren’t supposed to do that to their kids. It ain’t love. You understand?
Young Mack: What do I do?
Neighbor: Talk to God. He’s always listening.
Young Mack, reciting as he’s being beaten by his father: Obey your parents in everything for this pleases the Lord.
Willie, narrating: 13 is way too young to be all grown up. The secrets we keep have a way of clawing their way to the surface.
Missy: If God is always with us, why does he care if we’re late for church?
Missy: Will I ever have to jump off a cliff?
Mack: No.
Missy: Will God ask me to?
Mack: No, He won’t.
Nan: Mack, don’t forget we love each other.
Mack: You led me here and you don’t have the guts to show.
Sarayu: I collect tears.
Mack: Am I dead?
Papa: Do you feel dead?
Mack: Why did you bring me back here?
Papa: Because here is where you got stuck.
Papa (on why he appears as a woman): After what you’ve been through, I didn’t think you could handle a father right now.
Papa: I know what a great gulf there is between us.
Papa: Mack, you may not know this, but I am especially fond of you.
Papa: There’s no easy fix… It takes a bit of time and relationship.
Mack: You are almighty God… limitless power… You are everwhere… And somehow, you let my little girl [die]… You abandoned her.
Papa: I never left her.
Jesus: When all you see is your pain, you lose sight of me.
Mack: Because of you, she’s gone. Until you change that, I will never be free.
Papa: The truth sets everyone free, and He’s in the woodshed covered in saw dust.
Papa: No Mack, you misunderstand the mystery… Don’t ever think what costs my son didn’t cost me, too. Love always leaves a mark. I never left Him. I never left you. I never left Missy.
Papa: Birds are created to fly. You, on the other hand, were created to be loved. Living unloved is like clipping a bird’s wings. … This is why you’re here, Mackenzie. This is your flying lesson.
Jesus: Sarayu is creativity, action, the breath of life. She is my spirit and even if you can’t see it, you are in the center of our love and purpose.
Papa: Dreams are important. They can be a way of opening a window, letting the bad air out.
Mack: Everybody knows you punish the people who disappoint you.
Papa: No. Sin is its own punishment. … I’m in the middle of everything you see [as a mess], working for your good.
Papa: Mackenzie, you’re trying to make sense of your world... The real flaw in your life is that you don’t think that I am good..
Mack: Trust you?! Why would I do that? My daughter is dead. There’s nothing you can say that will make sense of that.
Sarayu: There’s something very special I want to plant here tomorrow, but to prepare the ground, we have to dig up all the roots.
Sarayu: Alone this will kill you, but combined with the nectar from this plant, it has great healing properties. …Tell me, how confident are you in your ability to discern right from wrong? Good from evil?
Sarayu: Yes, [the garden is a mess]. It’s wild and wonderful and perfectly in process. This mess is you.
Jesus: Religion is way too much work. I don’t want slaves. I want friends. Family.
Wisdom: Why are you surprised? You spent your whole life judging everyone… Choose one of your children to go to Heaven and one to go to Hell… because that’s what you think God does.
Wisdom: You judged your children worthy of God, even if it costs you everything. Now you know Papa’s heart.
Wisdom: God didn’t cause it.
Mack: He didn’t stop it.
Wisdom: He doesn’t stop a lot of things that cause Him pain… You want a promise of a pain-free life… [It’s not possible] as long as there’s free will.
Mack: Does she forgive me?
Wisdom: For what?
Mack: For not getting to her in time.
Wisdom: Missy doesn’t think that. Or Nan. Or Papa. It’s time to let that go.
Mack: Please don’t [take me there].
Papa: Son, we are on a healing trail to bring closure to this part of your journey.
Mack: I want to hurt him...
Papa: I know you do, but he is my son, too, and I want to redeem him.
Mack: So, you want to let him get away with it?
Papa: Nobody gets away with anything. Trust me to do what’s right. The pain inside you is crippling you, robbing you of [healing] and joy.
Mack: I’m still angry!
Papa: Of course you are! No one lets go all at once.
Papa: If anything matters, then everything matters.
Mack (to his oldest daughter): I was so lost in my own sadness that I wasn’t able to help you through yours. I’m really sorry.
Willie, about Mack now: He loves larger than most, is quick to forgive and even quicker to ask for forgiveness.

I thought you said you'd never leave me.
- And I meant it.
- Trust me.
Don't forget what you've learned.
I'll be waiting for you right here.
"Keep going."
Sorry, I...
You are?
I am Wisdom.
Do you understand why you're here?
Not really.
But I'm kinda getting used to that.
Today's a serious day,
with serious consequences.
You're here for judgment.
"Judgment"? They said I wasn't dead.
You're not.
Then what is this?
You don't believe that God is good?
Is Missy His child?
Of course.
Then, no.
I don't think God
loves his children very well.
If that's what you believe...
Come. Sit.
You can judge me fine from there.
- Judge you?
- Mmm-hmm.
Do you have something to confess?
Oh, you know what I did.
Yes. But you're not the one on trial.
Today, you are the judge.
- What?
- Why are you surprised?
You spent your whole life judging
nearly everyone and everything,
their actions and motivations.
As if you could even know them.
You make snap judgments
just by the color of someone's skin.
Their clothes. Their body language.
By all accounts,
you're a well-practiced expert, Mackenzie.
All right.
So, who am I supposed to judge?
There must be at least a few
who are to blame
for all the pain and suffering
in the world. Right?
(SIGHS) Uh-huh. Right.
What about the selfish?
The greedy? Those who harm others?
Drug dealers? Terrorists?
What about men who beat their wives?
MACK'S MOTHER: Leave me alone.
Come here. What did you say?
Or fathers who beat their sons
to alleviate their own suffering?
Let's not do this.
Should that man be judged?
And you're gonna keep your mouth shut!
SOPHIA: What about this boy?
- What about him?
- Would you judge him?
He's a kid.
But you already have.
That boy is your father.
BOY: Yes, sir.
what about the man who preys
on innocent little girls?
MISSY: Daddy!
Okay, that's enough.
Is that man guilty?
- I would damn him to hell.
- And what of his father,
the man who twisted him
into this deviant monster?
I would damn him, too.
How can you stop there?
Doesn't the legacy of brokenness
go all the way back to Adam?
And what about God? Isn't He at fault?
He set all this in motion.
Especially, if He knew the outcome.
Do you want me to say it?
God is to blame.
Well, if it's so easy
for you to judge God...
you must choose one of your children
to spend eternity in heaven.
The other will go to hell.
I can't do...
Can't do what?
I'm only asking you to do something
you believe God does.
So, who will go to hell?
You could choose Kate.
She said some pretty hurtful things.
She shuts you out.
You're not even sure
if she loves you anymore.
Or... you could choose Josh.
He's been disobedient.
Sneaking out. Lying to you.
You didn't know that?
Mackenzie, make your choice.
I don't wanna do this anymore.
- I can't do this.
- Can't do what?
I can't. I won't.
You must.
This isn't a game.
You have to.
You know what? This isn't fair.
You must.
It isn't fair.
I can't.
Take me.
I'll go instead of them.
I'll take their place.
You take me.
I'll go in their place.
You leave my kids alone, and you take me!
You've judged your children
worthy of love...
even if it costs you everything.
Now you know Papa's heart.
You know, what I don't understand
is how God can love Missy
and put her through so much horror.
She was innocent.
I know.
Did he use her to punish me?
'Cause that's not fair.
And she didn't deserve it.
My wife and my children didn't deserve it.
Now, I might. 'Cause you know I'm...
Is that who your God is, Mackenzie?
No wonder you're drowning in great sorrow.
God isn't like that.
This was not God's doing.
He didn't stop it.
He doesn't stop a lot of things
that cause him pain.
What happened to Missy
was the work of evil.
And no one in your world
is immune from it.
You want the promise of a pain-free life.
Yeah. Yeah.
There isn't one.
As long as there is
another will in this universe,
free not to follow God,
evil can find a way in.
There's gotta be a better way.
And there is.
But the better way involves trust.
I don't wanna be the judge anymore.

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