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Don't be scared,
Randy, it's only love.

Lord, forgive your
servant his weakness.

Purge me, Father, of my sins,

and please, please
take these dreams away.

" The Lord is my
shepherd, I shall not want."

" I will fear no evil,
for You are with me."

Mom.

Were you up all night?

- Did you eat yet?
- Did you pray yet?

They used to put the
pictures on the milk cartons.

Little lost ones, stolen
babies, stray lambs.

They would have their
pictures right there

on that milk carton.

They would let the world know.

When did they stop?

Jesus listens, you know.

And maybe sometime the
mail just pile up a little high,

but he opens every
prayer in the end.

More letters you send,
the better your chances.

I'll be back in one minute.

Lord, me again.

I am so selfish,
so steep in my own sin

I forgot to ask for the
one thing I wanted most.

Lord, I know you
would have never done

anything to Chrissie.

She's just a little girl.

And, Lord, I know
you have a plan,

and whatever it may be,
I would never

question that, I would
never dare question.

But if you find the time
to get to this letter,

then please, Lord,
please consider

sending my sister home now.

It's been six years, Lord.

Six years.

More dirty sheets, Randy?

This is getting regular.

Morning, Ms. Rousseau,
looking chipper today.

I think that robe's my favorite.

Ooh, you done with that?

- Efrem.
- What?

My dad's on the road
this week, I ain't

had time to get to the store.

What?

Randy.

Randy!

Hey!

Okay, it's ignore Efrem
week again already?

So, what's going on
with these sheets, man?

Have you, please God,
resumed jerking off

like a normal teenage sex fiend?

Come on.

It's not gay to talk
about sex, Randy.

Straight guys never talk
about anything else.

So how long has it been
since you choked the chicken?

Almost a year.

Good God.

It's been hard.

Permanently hard,
I should think.

No wonder you so uptight.

How the hell do you do it?

I pray a lot.

Ah, the power of prayer.

Prayer works, Efrem.

Okay.

I've been getting these dreams.

Aha!

I mean, how do you
control what you dream?

I wake up in, in,
I'm soaked in...

In?

Say it.

Sin.

Someone say my name?

Hey, Randy. Hey, loser.

Hey, freak.

Hey, Crystal, what
are you doing here?

I came to shoo you guys
along in case you forgot.

- Oh, my God.
- Oh, shit.

I'm meeting with Mr. Brock
about the play.

Is that today?

Oh, my God, I can't
believe you guys.

It's totally today
in like 20 minutes.

Want to hit this?

I don't know why y'all do that.

Y'all know Jesus is not pleased.

Actually, we had a little convo

and my Jesus is very pleased.

Oh, really?

You had a conversation
with Jesus?

Sure did.

You ain't the only
one with a main line.

Which sin?

Huh?

Which sin were you guys
talking about when I walked up?

Hopefully one of my favorites.

It's not a real
sin, it's a Randy sin.

He's having nocturnal emissions.

Efrem.

Wet dreams about what?

That's a good question.

Randy?

Randy?

Or should that be who?

Hey there, beautiful.

- Huh?
- Hey there, beautiful.

Love, so high school.

Hello, we are in high school.

You may be in high
school, but some of us

are looking at the stars.

I say we do a musical.
I mean, we all sing.

- Randy sings.
- I do harmonies.

Efrem sort of raps or
whatever that is he does.

I do harmonies.

I dance and Todd
plays the guitar.

- I...
- Leslie does harmonies.

Between us we...

Almost make up one
whole talented person?

Would you shut your mouth?

Randy, what do you
think we should do?

You'll probably direct
and star in everything.

Uh, maybe Jesus
Christ Superstar.

- Uh-uh, negative.
- It's a good show.

It's just... it
might be nice to take

a break from Jesus for a while.

Oh, my God, what kind of
preacher's daughter are you?

Don't get me wrong,
I love Jesus, of course,

but He's there in
everything we do.

He's not so vain He needs
constant name checks.

Actually, I was thinking
maybe we could do Rent.

- It's high school theater.
- Really?

Mr. Brock is not
going to be down with

drag queens, hustlers,
drugs, and swear words.

Then Mr. Brock can kiss my...

Mr. Brock!

Well, young people.

I don't know whether to
applaud your initiative

or be insulted by
your determination to

strike out without me.

It's your fault.

For inspiring us, sir.

What are you thinking of
doing for your first production?

A modern day musical.

Indeed.

Tells the tale of poor,
young artists

struggling to make it
in contemporary society.

I see.

And what is the title
of this inspiring opus?

- It's actually...
- Jesus Christ Superstar.

Oh, boy, it's a little rich
for our small town blood,

don't you think?

The good Lord
singing rock n' roll,

lifting his skirts and hoofing.

Well, I did anticipate
this problem,

which is why I sharing
in your enthusiasm

for the British theater,
and making it

a condition that your
maiden production be.

Romeo and fucking Juliet.

Romeo and goddamn
motherfucking Juliet.

That tired ass, cock sucking...

Come on, Efrem.
What did you expect?

Vampire lesbians of Sodom?

It's actually not bad,
it's kind of steamy.

I love the movie.

Oh, my gosh, me too.

It did kind of rock.

Yeah, it also had a budget
of like a zillion dollars.

So, we have Randy.

What am I going to do?

Be your genius self
and come up with stuff.

Imagination has no price.

Well what can we do
to make Romeo and Juliet

fucked up enough to
keep Effie happy?

Effie?

Black Romeo and white Juliet.

The school administration
should be fine with that.

Screw that, man.

What would freak
those fuckheads out?

It's our last year,
for Christ's sake.

These teachers must be shafted.

What about like a
white trash version?

Tale of two trailer parks.

We ain't white, honey.

Yeah, but we're actors,
we can play anything.

How about a gay version?

What's with you today,
are you high?

Oh, my God.

Romeo and Julian.

My girl, you totally rule.

It's brilliant.

Romeo and Julian,
I actually kind of dig that.

Who knew?

- Randy, you should play Romeo.
- What?

Why not, dude?

I'll be your Julian
if you'll be my Romeo.

Everybody thinks I'm gay anyway

for hanging out with
y'all, but I'm still the

fastest boy in the football
field, so fuck 'em.

Leslie, you'd
be cool with that?

Are you kidding?

I think boys together are
like the hottest thing

on Earth like ever.

Damn, the preacher's
kid's a freak.

Oh, my God, everybody's
going to flip out.

Efrem!

Squares.

You know this Shakespeare guy

kind of really knew his stuff.

So, Randy, do you
mind me directing?

Randy?

You learned it already?

Enough.

Doesn't sound as good
as your keyboard, but...

I think I just about
got all the chords down.

Randy.

Randy.

Randy.

See y'all Sunday.

Catch you later, Romeo.

Wherefore art thou!

- Later, guys.
- Bye y'all.

Fuck off.

She was dead?

I swear it looked so real.

What does it mean, Crystal?

Why do I keep having
these, I don't know what

they are, visions?

Or premonitions?

What are you saying?

She's saying you
got the shining, dude.

Maybe it has
something to do with

your being, you know.

Uh, oh.

With my being what?

You know.

No really, what?

Yeah right, not even.

Randy.

We're your friends,
you can trust us.

Crystal, I'm not gay.

How do you know?

What kind of question is that?

You're still a virgin, right?

So are you.

Yeah, don't remind me.

So how do you
know you're not gay?

Because when I masturbate,
I think about boys.

Crystal!

Just like you.

Crystal, for gosh sakes.

Randy, who do you think about?

- That's none of your...
- I think we know.

Oh, do we?

Dude, I think everyone knows.

Oh, do they?

Yeah, I mean, you heard Todd.

For gosh sakes.

Everyone thinks
we're all gay anyway.

That's not about me,
that's about you.

Me?

Okay, right.

See, you and your smart mouth.

Acting all bitchy.

I'm not like you.

I'm in the choir.

Now, that's butch.

Almost as butch as you
staring into Todd's

eyes singing love duets in
front of the entire school.

I was singing to both of them.

Jerking off to
the both of them?

See, you're a bitch.

What about you, Efrem?

Are you gay?

God, I hope so.

What else am I
going to do with all

these Lady Gaga CDs?

But you're a skateboarder.

I know, right?

Isn't it fabulous?

Efrem, it's a sin.

And so's lying.

Give in to yourself.

- Randy.
- Don't touch me.

Dude, it's okay, she's a girl.

Both of you can go to hell.

Okay, see you there!

Efrem.

What do you want?

To see you.

You can see me at home.

Well, I think your mom may have

something to say about that.

Mom doesn't have much to say
since you lit out on her.

She didn't have too much
to say before I left neither.

Well sorry if losing
her only daughter

took some of her
attention off of you.

Randy, come on man,
we went over all this.

So, what are you doing here?

Why aren't you
somewhere out there

looking for your daughter?

You don't think I've looked?

You don't think
I'm still looking?

I'm here because I have
more than one child.

I came here to see
how you're doing.

Well, here's how I'm doing,
how all teenagers

with deadbeat dads are doing.

Satisfied, Pops?

Who the hell you
think you're talking to?

I don't know,
it's been a while.

Who the fuck are you?

What did you just
say "fuck" to me?

Randy! What did you just say...

Oh, my God.

Fuck?

" And call no
man your father on Earth,

for you have one father
who is in heaven."

Mom?

Mom?

Mom, you are so corny sometimes.

Hey, Justine.

Randy, you need to
come down to the market.

Hey Randy, she's in
the back by frozen foods.

Just something
for you to remember

to never forget, okay?

Thank you, baby, here.

Here you go, sis, okay?

Look closely, ma'am.

You could have saw her
this very morning, okay?

You never know, you never know.

Okay, I just need you to look,
just try to do your best.

Here you go,
sister, here you go.

Think real hard,
okay, 'cause she's a

beautiful little girl,
beautiful little girl.

Will you hear me,
my baby's strong.

Here's one for you.

Hey, hey, this here, this
here's her brother, you know?

She looked just like him.

Yeah, she worships him.

Always did.

I'm ready to go home now.

Okay, come on, come on,
let's go home little one.

Don't stop, don't stop,
don't stop.

Thank you so much,
here, don't forget.

Don't forget, don't let
them forget, never forget.

It's okay, it's okay.

You hold onto mama's hand, okay?

Good and tight.

And don't you be sad,
little baby boy.

Mama's got you.

You're safe.

Would you like for me to
sing you a song, baby?

Ooh, home.

Well baby, you go
ahead and get washed up

and I'm going to fix you
something special, you hear me?

- Yes ma'am.
- Okay.

Oh, gosh, she's here, Randy!

Oh, God, Randy, Randy, Randy!

In here!

Randy, Randy baby, she
was here, she was here.

She was here.

She read the note, she
ate a piece of pie.

She was here and I
wasn't here for it.

I missed her.

She might be still here,
she might be still here hiding.

Chrissie, Chrissie,
Chrissie baby!

Chrissie, it's okay!

She's not here.

How do you know?

You are not even looking, Randy.

Help Chrissie, mommy's here!

I ate the pie.

I ate the pie.

I thought it was for me.

Go to your room, Randy.

Go to your room!

Mom?

Mom?

- Todd?
- Hey.

Hey.

Sorry, are you in the
middle of something?

I can come back.

Oh, no, that's cool.

Cool.

Shit.

Now I'm here I feel stupid.

It's okay, Todd.
What's going on?

It's just you're
the only one I can

come to with this, you know?

With what?

Well, I read that
the average age

to lose your virginity
is 17.5 for boys

and 17.2 for girls, and
I'm 17.5 and Leslie's 17.2

and we're both totally
ready, you know?

And we just don't
want it to be like

in the back of a car
or something, so,

we were wondering if
maybe Sunday after

church service while
you and your mom

are at Bible group we
could maybe use your bed.

Oh.

You mad at me?

No.

For real?

Cool.

Thanks, man.

You're a really, really
good friend, you know that?

I didn't say yes.

But you didn't say no either.

Thanks, Randy.

Since Leslie's not
feeling well today,

Randy would you start us off?

"But he said unto him,
if the case of a man

be so with his wife,
then it is not good to marry."

Randolph?

Randolph?

"But he said unto
them, all men cannot"

receive the same.

"Save they to whom it is given."

Praise God.

It's just me.

I just came around
to say thank you.

And I owe you one.

I'm sorry, Todd,
but I'm really not gay.

It's okay, dude.

Neither am I.

Finally.

Check it out.

" No temptation has seized you"

except what is common to man.

And God is faithful.

He would not let you be tempted
beyond what you can bear.

But when you are
tempted, He will also

provide a way out so that
you can stand up under it."

Hey.

Hey.

Where you headed?

None of your business.

Want me to help
speed up that business

and give you a lift?

It wasn't that hard.

How's your mama?

She's, you know.

She got a doctor's
appointment coming up.

You should take her.

I'd love to if she'd let me.

She still sing to you?

Sometimes, not often anymore.

Well, sometimes
you got to swim down

from the surface to
keep from drowning.

Sometimes you gotta
get away so you

can come back stronger.

So you can survive.

Um, you can let me off up here.

You lost?

Um, no.

Well, I'm looking for the...

Yeah, a little lost.

Maybe I can steer you
in the right direction.

I'm here to audition for
the student film project.

Would you happen
to know where the

performing arts
building might be?

Well guess where I'm heading?

You stay away from me
or I'll scream, I mean it.

This place is deserted.

Scream all you want.

No, please, stop.

Please stop, stop, please stop.

Please stop.

Relax.

It'll be over
before you know it.

Stop, somebody help!

Help please, stop!

And cut!

You guys, that was great.

You okay?

I didn't hurt you, did I?

No, just a little breathless.

Oh, you're breathless?

I am blown away.

Randy, needless to say,
if you want this part,

you more than got it.

Please say you want it.

Of course he wants it, Libby.

You want it, don't you Randy?

Okay, Marshall, let's
not scare our star away.

Randy, do you need a little
time to think this over?

Can I have a word with you?

Sure.

What's on your mind, Randy?

The script seems really good,

and you all seem really nice.

But?

But I'm not gay.

You're not gay.

Marshall's not a rapist.

You're actors, Randy.

Fabulous actors.

And you two were
made for each other.

Just say yes.

Say yes.

Say yes, Libby,
I will be your star.

Yes.

Yes, yes, Randy!

Here are the directions
and a form for your mama

to sign so she knows
you're gonna get raped.

But it's all in the
name of art, okay?

Okay, yes, Randy.

Oh, Marshall, I was thinking.

What about...

Need a lift?

Uh no, I'm cool.

The bus should be
here any minute.

I promise not to
molest you again.

It's gonna rain.

In that case, shouldn't
you let your roof up?

I wasn't nervous.

Just freaked out?

But the further away
from you the role is,

the greater the
challenge, right?

Like you don't mind
playing a gay rapist.

And you're not a gay rapist.

Well, not a rapist.

Huh?

Oh.

Yep.

Oh.

Can you work with an actor
who isn't totally acting?

Sure.

We do have a love scene.

We're going to be getting
up close and personal.

Can you handle the idea that

I might be involuntarily
responsive?

Okay.

You know what,
just tell me to shut up.

Okay, shut up.

But first, let me assure
you that I am a professional

and while we are
rehearsing and shooting

you're totally safe with me.

You might as well be a girl.

Now tell me to shut up.

Shut up.

You younguns, No respect.

Cool tree, I like the ribbons.

We're waiting for someone.

I hear that.

Thanks for the ride.

Do you say that
to all the guys?

Just say that
wherever Randolph may be

right now that you send
Randolph home safe.

Hi, mom.

Hey, Pastor Crandall.

It's ten o'clock.

You could have called,
Randolph.

I'm sorry, I rode
into evening class

and just got a talking
with the tutor.

Well, you do understand
how your mother

feels considering
the circumstances.

I'm sorry.

Well, I'll leave
you two in peace.

Thank you so much, pastor.

Any time.

- God bless you.
- God bless you.

And I'll see you in choir
rehearsal, Randolph.

Pastor Crandall, thank you.

Come here.

I really am sorry, mom.

Are you tired?

What?

Are you getting bored with God?

Mom, please.

It's okay.

I understand.

I've dreamed of
releasing myself.

And I find myself wishing...

they would just tell me
that she dead...

and bring me my baby's body

so I can kill myself.

But I can't give up.

I can't let go.

Mom, please don't cry.

I'll never stop crying, Randy.

I never stop praying,

waiting 'til they find my baby

or at least find out
why we being punished.

So if you stay here or
fly away like your daddy,

I'll still be
right here waiting.

I may not be a wife anymore,

I may not even be
a woman anymore,

but I'll never stop
being a mother.

I will never stop
being a mother.

I love you, mom.

Go to bed, Randy.

Just go to bed.

Go to bed.

Marshall?

I'm worried about you.

I just wanted to check you out.

I'm fine.

You're fine, all right.

So fine.

Hey y'all.

Is this a gay party or can a
dirty straight boy join in?

Relax, Randy.

If it feels this good,
it couldn't be a sin.

"Watch and
pray that you may not

enter into temptation.

The spirit indeed is willing,
but the flesh is weak."

And palm to palm is
holy palmers' kiss.

Have not saints lips
and holy palmers too?

Ay, pilgrim, lips that
they must use in prayer.

O then, dear saint,
let lips do what hands do.

Saints do not move,
though grant for prayers' sake.

Then move not while my
prayer's effect I take.

Thus far from my lips, by yours,
my sin is purged.

Then have my lips
the sin that they have took.

Sin from thy lips?
O trespass sweetly urged.

Give me my sin again.

Bravo, bravo!

You kiss by the book.

What kind of girl likes
seeing her boyfriend

get it on with other dudes?

- Me.
- You don't count, freak.

I want to run an idea past you.

I think we should
sleep together.

- Sleep together?
- Have sex.

Fuck.

My virginity, your confusion.

- Two bitches, one stone.
- One stop shopping.

Crystal, we can't sleep
together, we're friends.

And friends
help each other out.

My virginity is
nothing but a curse.

But don't you want to
save it for someone special?

- Men are never special.
- Thanks.

You don't count, you're
not a man, you're a Randy.

Why'd I want to save
my precious virginity

for some drunken frat
boy to brag about?

Not even, I'd rather
give it to someone

who would at least
find it useful.

Crystal, I can't sleep with you.

Why not?

- Because he's so not gay.
- Because you're Crystal.

And hot, thank you.
I thought you were straight.

You're the only boy in school
who doesn't want to fuck me.

Dude, even I want to fuck her.

See, gayer than
a school gay boy.

I'm not about to
have sex with anybody.

I don't need to prove
anything to anyone.

Got it?

Subject closed.

Closed!

- Gay.
- I heard that.

- What the heck are you doing?
- Shooting.

You're nuts.

- Do something.
- What?

Do something crazy
for the camera.

Be spontaneous.

Be nuts.

Say hey.

What are you talking about?

I love that you said heck.

Love that you never curse.

Love that you're
so ripe and crisp.

You love a lot, don't you?

Dude.

You have no idea.

Uh, it's not going
to get any greener.

Sorry.

So, how long you
wanted to be an actor?

Since freshman
year, when I started

taking drama in course.

What kind of movies
do you want to make?

Not movies, films.

What's the difference?

Movies are about dreams.

Films are about truth.

What's wrong with
the occasional dream?

I don't know, maybe nothing.

So, who's your
favorite director?

John Cassavetes.

Who?

The father of American
independent cinema.

He used his success
as an actor to make

small personal films,
a lot of them with his wife,

Gina Rowlands.

They were like this fierce
pioneering Hollywood couple.

Like Brad Pitt
and Angelina Jolie.

You are so cute.

So how come you're
not macking out

in some big city film school?

Not everybody can afford
the big city prices.

What about your folks?

What about them?

You got a little time?

I need to show you
something, okay?

Okay.

What are we looking at?

Where I'm from.

Oh.

Okay.

Not all the white
boys around here

come from money, you know?

I guess.

You just don't look
or sound like...

Trailer trash?

You still live here?

Still at home at 21.

You're 21?

You say in a way that
kind of makes me feel old.

Go right ahead.

No, I just mean you act so...

You look so young.

I didn't mean anything
by it, God bless.

God bless?

I bet you're in the choir,
aren't you?

Yeah.

I'm so going to hell.

Why?

'Cause I have the hots
for an underage choir boy.

Maybe this is hell.

I turn 18 this summer.

But you're straight.

Right.

God, I so want to
kiss you right now.

Right outside your house?

You're right, it'd be
even more fun inside.

Yeah, right.

Your parents would love that.

They're cool.

Rather that I was doing it
in the safety of my room

than get busted by a
cop up on the hill.

The hill?

Don't they teach you
straight boys nothing?

What is this place?

Who are all these guys?

Welcome to Booty Hill.

Is this some kind
of lover's lane?

Kinda.

Most of these lovers will
pass each other on the street

tomorrow without a word
like strangers in the light.

Really?

It's a small town.

Most of these guys are
married or on the low.

And this is where you hang out?

Back when I was
young and dumb and...

small town lonely, looking
for a lover's lane.

Got to admit, the stars up
here sure are something.

Wow.

Yeah.

Wow.

Get off me, man.

Dude, what part of no
didn't you understand?

Fucking tease.

You all right?

Let's get you home, all right?

Guess you've gotten
quite an education tonight,

huh, choir boy?

I guess so.

You probably don't even
go to church, do you?

In this burg, we all do.

It's a fucking town ordinance.

Got to go to church,
got to believe.

Do you believe?

Am I allowed to
believe and still be gay?

It's kind of a sin.

Is that what the
preacher told you?

Ever try asking God yourself?

Have you?

Yep.

He said, "Marshall,
you're all right."

I said, "Are you sure?"

I have these weird feelings

"when I sit in college
with cute boys."

God's like, "Who do you
think made cute boys?"

I'm all, "You, right?"

And He said, "To break the
hearts of boys like you."

So you do believe in God?

I do when I'm with you.

Sing.

What?

Sing, Randy.

Give me something
to remember you by.

So years from now when
you're fat and married

with six screaming kids
that think daddy's God,

and I'm up on Booty Hill
paying some desperate kid

$20 for a bad blowjob,
that same song pop in my head.

I'll remember the night we went
riding on a spring evening.

A lonely gay guy and
a straight boy with

a voice that broke my heart.

Wow. Like,

officially, wow.

Thanks.

"Parting is such sweet sorrow."

I shall say goodnight,

"'Til there be a morrow."

"Sleep dwell upon thine eyes,
peace in thy breasts.

Would I were peace and
sleep, so sweet to rest."

Damn.

Straight to hell.

Crystal.

My house, Sunday after church.

Come on.

What do we have here?

Well?

Well, we're
not virgins anymore.

Oh, my God, you skanks.

Hey, Randy,
how's it feel to be a

card carrying hetero?

Randy, oh, Randy. Shh.

Randy?

Randy, shh.

Honey, it's okay.

Shh.

It's okay.

Come here.

I got you, I got you.

O, wilt thou
leave me so unsatisfied?

And what satisfaction
canst thou have tonight?

The exchange of thy love's
faithful vow for mine.

I gave thee mine
before thou didst request it:

And yet I would
it were to give again.

Wouldst thou withdraw it?

For what purpose, love?

But to be frank,
and give it thee again.

And yet I wish
but for the thing I have.

My bounty
is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep;
The more I give to thee,

The more I have,

for both are infinite.

Baby!

Well I guess that
beard started to itch.

Oh, my God, Leslie's pregnant.

Hey.

I brought your school homework.

My father is driving me
to Atlanta in the morning.

Can you believe?

There's not a single
place in the entire

state of Mississippi
where a woman can get a...

procedure.

There's a note.

It's from Todd.

Is there anything you
want me to tell him?

What?

As boundless as the sea,
my love as deep,

the more I give, the more
I have, for both are infinite.

Tell him?

I promise.

I promise.

Every day.

Did she say anything else?

Did she say that
she wants to do it?

She wants the abortion?

She didn't say she didn't.

As boundless as the sea...

All right, let's take it
from Friar Lawrence's exit.

Action.

What's here?

A cup closed in my
true love's hand?

Poison I see has been
his timeless end.

O churl! Drunk all,
and left no friendly drop

to help me after?

I will kiss thy lips.

Haply some poison
yet doth hang on them

to make me die with
the restorative.

Oh, shit.

A word, young people.

"Blessed is the man who remains"

steadfast under trial,
for when he has stood

the tests, he will
receive the crown of life

which God has promised
to those who love Him."

Leslie!

Leslie?

Leslie, baby, we need to talk.

Todd, Todd, oh.

Where you going?

Get back in this house.

I love you baby.

Get off my property!

Sir, I need to speak
with you, please.

What you need to do
is get on your knees

and pray for you soul, boy.

Will you pray with me?

Come on, please, please.

This is fucked up!

Fucked up bullshit!

Fucked up, fucked up,
fucked up bullshit!

They hate me, man.

Her dad hates me,
her whole family hates me

and soon enough the
whole congregations

going to fucking hate me.

Todd, whether or
not they like you,

you're the father of the baby.

They're going to have to
talk to you eventually.

Even if it only is
at the shotgun wedding.

I've already proposed.

Wrote her family a
letter and not a word.

God, I hate this fucking town.

Todd, Todd, wait up.

Wow.

Heteros.

So fucking dramatic.

Efrem.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, peachy keen,
why do you ask?

Is there anything
you want to tell me?

Now that you mention it.

Would you take a look at my
penis and tell me if it's okay?

Your what?

Efrem, I'm sure it's fine.

Would you just look?

What is that?

Help.

So, how long you
two been friends?

Only all our lives.

I know that.

I was there, remember?

I meant friends.

Dad, we're not friends.

Randy's not gay.

Oh, okay.

What do you mean "okay"?

I mean if you were, I'm cool.

Oh, Dad, please.

Efrem Zimbliss Johnson?

Bingo.

Don't wait up, boys.

Do we need to
get you tested too?

God, Dad.

I know, I know, I know,
you're not gay.

But I know how it is,
kids experiment, you know.

I mean, you ain't never
kissed or anything?

Dad, gross.

Okay, well, I just gotta ask.

I kissed a boy once.

What?

Yeah, tongues and everything.

What are you
talking about, when?

Before you were born,
man, playing truth or dare.

Little Asian dude.

Kind of cute, actually.

I thought this is going
to taste everything bad

about a man, you know?

Car oil, sweat, chewing tobacco.

Thought it would be
flat out strange.

Matter of fact, it
wasn't strange at all.

Kind of firmer than
what I was used to,

but softer than I expected.

It was okay.

I never felt the
urge to do it again,

but then again, I had
your mom in my life,

so I don't know.

Heck, imagine if mom knew.

She was the one that dared me.

Yeah, she'll say
she don't remember,

but I recall her face
like it was yesterday.

She was standing there
laughing and all shocked.

She was into it.

Boy, God, your momma, man.
That girl could laugh.

Mom watching you
make out with a man?

Yeah.

Now I got the mental image.

I know I'll never
make out with a guy.

So, do we have a little
something, something

going on with a girl
at this time, what?

Crystal?

- No.
- Well, you should.

Fine boy like you
should have a whole lot

of something,
something going on.

I know, you don't wanna
talk to me about this.

I just want you to
remember that God

made no mistakes making
you, even if I did.

Never disrespect God by
being ashamed of His work.

What are you saying, Dad?

I am saying that you
got a father you got, son,

and be your own man.

Ain't no preacher, your
mama, me, can say what

it is to be a man,
that's between you and God.

How am I supposed to
know what God wants?

I keep asking and
asking it's just like...

Well have you been
listening and listening?

Or you been doing
all the talking?

By the way, thank you.

For what?

Dragging you halfway
across the state

on behalf of my diseased friend?

For calling me Dad.

I really miss hearing that.

Well, they gave
me a jab in the ass,

not nearly as fun as it
sounds, some antibiotics.

They gave you an
HIV test, right?

All clear. Who knew?

Then you do know
about safe sex, right?

Oh, yes, it's all my fault.

Efrem.

Hey, look here, I've known
your dad a long time, man,

you want me to talk to him?

He thinks I'm being
gay just to annoy him.

He's probably right.

Are you okay?

I wish you would quit
fucking asking me that, man.

I'm running out of punchlines.

Don't forget your seatbelt.

Okay, let's get that boy home.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Welcome to the third
annual Forrest County,

Junior College, Student Film
Festival, where our aspiring

artists get to air their sick,
twisted visions of life

to their hopefully
appreciative and equally

sick and twisted peer group.

That's y'all.

Now, allow me to sit
down with you

and puke with jealousy,
as we watch our first

fledgling visionaries
piece of shit.

Work of art together, whatever.

Just roll the damn film.

Marshall MacNeil,
you get your ass up here.

What is this place?

It's where people like
me come to be around

other people like me,
where we can just be.

Be what?

Ourselves.

May I have this dance?

Can I ask you a question?

Are you gay yet?

Because tonight was awesome.

But I'm going out of
my freaking mind here.

So, are you?

Gay, I mean?

I know I'm not straight yet.

That's a start.

How?

I had sex.

With a girl.

Sex?

Maybe she wasn't the right girl.

If there's a right girl,
she's it.

Were you this confused?

At your age?

Worse.

It was only a few years back.

What changed things for you?

The right guy.

What did the right guy do?

What I'm going to do to you.

What's that?

You really want to know?

Yes.

What I'm going to do is...

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Kiss me. Kiss me.

Oh, God, let me touch you.

Get your ass out of that car.

Mom!
Mom, it's not what you think!

Shut up, what do you
mean it's not what I think?

I should murder your nasty ass.

You're going to
the bottom of hell.

Randy, when I get you,
I swear to God, you out here

doing that like that. You still
going to try to see him?

Get in that house,
get in that house.

You will not be out
here with that sickness,

acting like no damn priest.

So, now we know.

Now we know why
we're being punished.

Chrissie is the price
we pay for your sin,

for your sin and your weakness.

Randy, how could you?

How could you be so selfish?

And you know the
Lord is watching us.

You know we being tested.

But so what, so what?

You still indulge
in your depravity.

I'm ashamed of you, Randy.

Before God you have shamed us.

I cannot believe you
crawl forth from my body

into this Earth to
fornicate frivolously

like a craven beast.

Am I to have no children.

Is that my fate,
to lose the both of you?

Mom, I'm sorry.

Don't you do that.

Don't you do that,
don't you tell me

you sorry when you not.

When you standing there
still stinking of him

and thinking of him, wondering
is he thinking of you.

Trying to figure out
when you're going

to see him next, aren't you?

Aren't you?

Yes.

You disgust me.

But you will never, never
make me give up my family.

And you gonna
stand there and cry

like a fucking punk?

You are the reason
why they took my baby.

God, please just tell
me, just tell me.

Just tell me, tell me
what you need me to do.

Tell me what you
need me to do, God,

because no,
he can't even beat it.

He can't beat it,
he can't beat it.

God, he can't beat it.

Please, my baby, please.

One second, Mom.

Hello, Randolph.

Pastor Crandall.

May I come in?

Interesting room.

Very creative.

I like the colors.

Thanks.

Mom and Dad gave
me free reign to

decorate up here how I like.

The blue reminds me of the sky.

Sometimes when I'm
lying down looking up,

it's like I can imagine
what it must really

feel like to fly.

Tell me.

How long have you
been struggling?

Struggling?

With these unnatural desires.

I don't know, sir.

All my life.

As long as I can remember.

I thought I could
ignore it, bury it.

But I get these dreams.

Dreams.

Do you want to be normal,
Randolph?

Yes, yes I do.

Now, only the Lord
can cast out these

unclean spirits, these demons.

You think I'm possessed?

I believe there's
something lurking in you.

Are you talking about exorcism?

He's talking about deliverance.

Are you ready for
deliverance, Randolph?

Yes, yes I am.

Please, save me.

Lord Jesus, we
pray for your power,

for your great healing power.

Lord God, we are prepared
to stay as long as it takes

to cleanse this young child.

- Oh, please, Heavenly Father.
- Almighty God.

Look down upon this
your child and heal him.

Heal my Randy, Father.

Cleanse him, almighty God.

Deliver him from the
ungodly sinful forces

that have held him
captive, that have

held him in bondage against
these unnatural desires.

Oh, please, Father.

Deliver this,
your poor sinful soul

from the bondages of
unclean spirits.

Deliver him, this is
your child, Father God.

This poor sinful
servant from the bonds

of unnatural feelings.

Look down upon this your
child and have mercy.

Mercy Lord, mercy, please.

Remove this sin.

As boundless as the
sea, my love as deep.

The more I give, the more
I have, for both are infinite.

Save him, Lord, save him.

Oh, thank you, Jesus.

Yes, God.

Lord God.

Where's Leslie?

Where's Leslie?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, baby, no!

Oh, my God, what happened?

Oh, my God.

" Trust in the
Lord with all your heart

and lean not on your
own understanding."

Hi.

Is Marshall here?

It's okay, Mom.

This is the guy
I was telling you about.

This is Randy.

I love you.

Wait.

He says, "It's okay."

God's here?

God's here.

" Whoever does
not love does not know God,

because God is love."

Mom?

Mom?

It's okay, Randy.

Everything is okay.

They found her.

She's coming home.

She's coming home.

My baby's coming home.

Chrissie?

Mom, Dad.

This is Marshall.

My... my boyfriend.

Sir.

Good to meet you, man.

Great to meet you.

Ma'am.

They're here.

Chrissie.

Chrissie.

Chrissie.

Chrissie.

All right, all right.

Thank you, God.

Turns out
Chrissie had been living

with a family in
Arkansas the whole time.

Some woman who couldn't
have kids snatched her

and was raising her as her own.

Mom says since God
brought Chrissie back

home to us, it wasn't
my fault after all.

"God is love," she said.

"God is love."

- Hey.
- Hey.

What's up, dude?

Todd, what's going on?

Just came around
to say goodbye.

Goodbye?

And thank you for being a
good Christian brother to me.

Todd, where are you going?

How's it going with Marshall?

Marshall?

Seems like a totally cool guy.

You've never met Marshall, Todd.

Sometimes I'm kind
of jealous of him.

Jealous?

Would have been kind
of cool, wouldn't it?

I could have loved
you the way he does.

I know that's what you wanted.

I kind of wanted it
too, but it was Leslie.

Leslie.

So beautiful.

I'm so sorry, Todd.

You don't have nothing
to be sorry for, dude.

You must miss her so much.

I used to. It was hard.

But it's okay now.

I should go.

Where you going?

You know where, dude.

I have to get back to Leslie.

- She's waiting for me.
- Todd!

- Shh, you'll wake yourself.

That's Marshall.

Dude, I know your
parents like the guy,

but he ain't sleeping over yet.

I don't get this.

It's only been a couple
months since they met him.

I don't get this.

What is this?

You know what this is, dude.

You don't want to
know, but you know.

This has been the
same dream you've had

for the past two months.

Remember?

I drove my bike under the train

the week after Leslie died.

You sang at the funeral,
it was beautiful.

Your sister ran away twice.

But she's starting
to settle down now.

Your dad moved back home again,

and it's not working
out too well right now,

but it'll be okay eventually.

They'll make it.

You'll move to Los Angeles
with Marshall.

You'll both fall in
love with other people.

You'll remain lifelong
friends who everybody

knows should be together.

Crystal will move to New York
and you'll lose touch.

Efrem will move to LA,
go through tattoos,

steroids, and a
crystal meth addiction.

And he'll admit on
his deathbed that he's

always been in love with you.

One day you'll write a
movie about all of this.

Marshall will direct
it and you'll watch

your memories on
screen and realize...

"Wow, we were so young."

And you'll be right.

We were.

You should get back to sleep
now, before you wake up.

You've got a crazy
big life ahead of you

and you're going to need
all the rest you can get.

It's okay.

Marshall's still there.

Hey.

Want me to come lie
down with you a while?

Just 'til you fall asleep?

Would you?

This is your dream, dude.

Randy, boy get
your black behind down here.

You're going to miss breakfast.

Just let him know
I don't like him.

You want another pancake?

- Yes please.
- There you go.

Ah, nice of you to join us,
sleeping beauty.

Is it too much to ask to have my
family at the table all at once?

" Love is patient,
love is kind,"

it does not envy, it does
not boast, it is not proud,

it is not self seeking,
it is not easily angered.

It keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always
trusts, always hopes,

always perseveres.

Love bears all things,
believes all things,

hopes all things,
endures all things.

"Love never ends."

Tell that white
boy to stop blowing

that horn in front of my house.

This ain't the projects.

Later, Mr. Rousseau.

Bye, Dad.

Bye, Dad.

Move, freak.