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I was in the hospital
listening

to the machines breathe.

And all I could think
of was how he drew the stars.

And how before he got
his first zit,

God called him to preach
the gospel to the multitudes.

Lift up your hands.
Oh, thank you Jesus.

Hallelujah.

As I got down on my knees
and began to pray...

And how all
these magazines were calling him

America's next Billy Graham.

You were dead
and don't know it.

So, I guess
I don't blame him

for being really angry
all the time,

since 30 years after
the White House press secretary

called him to pray
with the president

about the world
and all its unrest...

- Hallelujah!
- God called him to...

Hallelujah!

this lame, hick church
in the middle of nowhere.

So, who will come? If you want
a new life because your life

seems meaningless, God opens
his arms and He says come.

"Come unto Me, you who are weary

and I will give you rest."

"I will give you beauty...
for ashes."

So, who will come?

It's just that
you're so overqualified

and at the salary that
we're able to pay you.

I'm qualified to serve
where the Lord calls me.

And right now, the Lord is...
is calling us to Leonard.

Actually, Adam blamed
me for the Lord calling him

to the hick church
in the middle of nowhere.

But not like officially,
in front of the deacons and all.

The church has
a small house in town

if you can start
before Christmas.

We were a family
of secrets.

And we were moving
to the middle of nowhere.

The safest place in the whole
world to keep secrets secret.

But it wasn't safe at all.

The police wanted to know
about the events

leading up to the incident
at the motel.

I told them that even though it
had been going on

for like forever, it all started
with the fire.

That didn't stop burning
until every lie

they had ever told me

and every lie they had
ever told each other

was burned to ash.

Mo?

Maurene?

Mo... where were you?
I was calling.

I was nowhere. Just here.
Getting ear plugs.

Well remember you have
to share

at the women's luncheon
this afternoon.

I... I've written a few things
without the revivalist flare

that you hate. More your words.

I can write my own speech, Adam.

Just in case you decide
to run away to Chadwick Castle

and spend the morning
with Lord Nathan.

Who wrote
the valedictorian speech

at our high school graduation?

- Ear plugs?
- She found friends.

- Fine.
- Annie...

- how was your rehearsal?
- Did you not hear us?

Of course I heard you.

- What is this?
- Homework.

You did your homework? Honey...

It's called
Sunny Days, ma'am.

And yet I don't see the sun.

Yeah, I kinda think
that's the genius of it, sir.

You know, the no sun part.
Stephen Miller, sir.

This here's Cliff
and that's Kyle.

They're just a young,
country band, Adam.

The Leonard Bullriders.

Formerly the Leonard Bullriders.

As of this morning
we're gonna be called

Inger Lorre's Magic Pillow.

Even though we have no idea
who Inger Lorre is.

- I do.
- She's a vampire.

My daughter's favorite vampire.

Yeah, she ate a teacup
of maggots

in a music video once.

So, Mo, uh, if you're not gonna
spend time

with Lord Nathan today,

maybe you could unpack
some of these boxes.

We're a few addresses
behind on some of 'em.

Boys.

Uh, would you boys like
some breakfast?

- Yes ma'am.
- Sure.

- Sure.
- While I was waiting

for Sticksboy and the Bullriders
in the street,

I kept thinking about
how it's written in a book

that one day while he
was cooking swordfish steaks

in his backyard,
Inger Lorre's agent showed her

the exact spot
where a UFO landed,

and where Jesus Christ himself
got out

and told him to sign Axl Rose.
And just 'cause he was her agent

and happened to be the agent
who signed Guns N' Roses,

she probably just had to sit
there and say, "Wow, really?",

all the time.

God, really. What?

- What is that?
- That... that Anne, is a hymnal.

And in it are hymns that have
comforted the saints

through war, plague,
famine and earthquake.

Wow, really?

And I thought it would
be an excellent idea

if you and your Magic Pillow
updated one.

- You mean cover a Baptist hymn?
- Yeah.

- Yeah right.
- Let me rephrase it, Anne.

If you wanna continue to play
your vampire music...

- Which it's not.
- If you wanna continue

to play your music in the garage
of the church's parsonage,

I suggest hymn 567.

It's a Christmas favorite
of mine.

And don't let me catch you
smoking again.

Okay, Adam. You won't.

No more smoking, Anne.

And it is Dad. It's not Adam.

I'm your father. Not one
of your little friends.

All right, Anne?

Thank you.

Oh God, what?

You remember what Dr. Cruz
said about happy thoughts?

- Yes.
- Happy thoughts

are just as easy
as the sad ones.

Yes.

That hymn. It's all about
a new and glorious morning.

Wouldn't that make
ya happy?

New and glorious morning?

Here in Leonard, Adam?

All right, Anne.

I'll leave you alone.

♪ Beautiful girl ♪

♪ Lay the weight off on the
Son, you will get better ♪

♪ You will get better ♪

What?

Oh yeah, sorry.

Hey... you gotta stop fetching
doors for her Stephen,

- she doesn't like that.
- I know Cliff.

Hell, they got a name
for the kind of man

she's turned you into, boy.

Yeah, Dracula.

- Shut up.
- What?

She is turning him into Dracula.

- Her dad even said...
- What did I just say, Puke?

Didn't I just tell you
to shut up?

Get in the truck, Kyle.

We're late as it is and I
ain't waiting.

There a problem, Sticksboy?

I'm just wondering.
Lord Nathan's your dog, right?

Now I know everybody did
their English assignment

and can't wait to share it
in front of the class.

Giving us the privilege
of your poetic vision.

So, who'd like to go first?

Ms. Wells. Wonderful.

They're all ashes, Pastor Wells.

- Ashes, who?
- The Lord for starters,

and Mary and Joseph

along with the shepherds
and all three kings,

including that African American
Ethiopian brother.

Oh, just the Magi star's
still standing, praise Jesus!

Seems like, uh, John Cutter

got a little outta control
last night.

- Good morning Pastor.
- Chief Burns.

Little ain't the word, Chief,
and you know it.

And I don't care if he
is supposed to restore

Main Street, John Cutter burned
up the Lord on high

and probably blasphemed
the Holy Ghost while he's at it.

Maggie, will you please settle
down?

Even got himself an attorney
so he could get the law

to finish the job
that his gasoline and matches

- could not, Pastor.
- An attorney?

Go on, tell him, Gene.

I am the night.

I am your night...

descending upon you as your
day slips away too suddenly.

I am the alien pod
germinating in your bowels.

Zapping all your bodily fluids.

Keeping you alive
just long enough

to see me bust
out of your corpse

with teeth like razors and acid
in my blood, and slime.

Slowly, dripping, slime.

Your barren, infertile...

slimy night is upon you.

Well, uh, thank you
Ms. Wells...

for your poem entitled
"Some Happy Thoughts."

That was quite...

Mo?

- Yeah, Adam. Mm-hmm.
- I wanted to remind you,

Margaret'll be by at 11 to drive
you to the luncheon.

And she'll have my notes...
just in case.

Okay?

That's fine, Adam.

I think it's great
you're taking the initiative.

Yes, just know that you will be
a real blessing to our women.

I can't wait to hear
the praise report.

- Cutter's Lawyer?
- All the way

from Washington, D.C., Pastor.
Wants to meet ya ASAP.

The talon-toed demon.

My wife wanted me to review
her speech before the luncheon.

Will you return it to her
before she speaks?

Of course, Pastor.

- What's this?
- What the administration

and the police missed
at Columbine and Virginia Tech,

Mr. Johnston.

This morning,
I'm going to share with you...

the story of Sarah.
The woman who laughed at God.

Pastor.

So nice to meet you,
Pastor Wells.

- Mr. Bitner.
- Coffee, Pastor?

Adam. No, thank you.

Well let me say what a pleasure
it is to meet...

What is a civil liberties group
doing in Leonard, Mr. Bitner?

Well Adam,
our civil liberties group

is in Leonard because Leonard,
by erecting a religious display

on public property,
is in violation

of the establishment clause
of the first amendment

of the United States
constitution.

Your client destroyed
the religious display

- last night.
- Not the star.

My client wants it removed.

I'll tell
you what, Mr. Bitner.

Holden, Adam.

The creche was church property...

- Yes, we know.
- If your client, Holden,

would like to replace it
with a nativity of equal

or greater value,
then the church will not bring

destruction of private property
charges against him.

You don't really believe
I'm here about a misdemeanor.

If you do not remove
that star, Adam,

you will not only have
a multi-million dollar

constitutional lawsuit to fund,

but the full digging
through your trash at night,

beam of the national spotlight,
glaring down upon you,

your little flock
and your family.

- National spotlight in Leonard?
- This is not about Leonard.

This is about
the next Billy Graham

versus a former United States
senator.

"And so in conclusion...
Sarah laughed.

Twice she laughed.

Once at the promise... she
was, after all, 90 years old

and barren...

and again, the day she held
Isaac. Her newborn baby

and God's manifest promise
in her arms.

So, if the miracle you're
wanting to give birth to

seems like a joke...
remember Sarah...

whose descendants
would eventually

outnumber the stars
in the firmament...

and know that there's still
the miracle birth

of a great nation in you."

Said he wants it removed
by the weekend.

The mayor is terrified
that they'll jeopardize

the Senator's revitalization
project

if the city doesn't comply.

But, the creche, Mo...
is church property,

on loan to the city,
which gives me legal recourse.

Anyway, I've scheduled
an emergency meeting

with the board this afternoon

and petitioned for a public
hearing tomorrow night.

This could get big
and very public... involving

the national news media.

They'll find out everything, Mo.

Everything.

But we knew this day was coming
and... we have nothing to hide.

So anyway, uh, we'll talk
about it later.

It's a petition
signed by everybody,

stating that, uh, just because

you're a little different
than the rest of us,

and your favorite color
is obviously black,

and you probably own
a trench coat...

And her poetry made you hurl,
Suze.

Doesn't mean that we
don't accept you

for who you are. And facing
our fears,

offer you a big,
Leonard High School hug.

Oh, and I really do miss
riding Midnight, Stevie.

Sure, she misses you riding
her, Suze.

Really? That's so sweet.

Brittneys of the world must die.

No. Now you don't mean
that, Annie.

Or any of that other stuff
you said earlier, right?

Stuff?

You know how you were
the night, and...

Yeah or an alien pod
germinating Ms. Harper's bowels

- until uh...
- You were just trying

to shock us, right?

Right, like how Marilyn Manson
might really drive an SUV,

- Stevie?
- Right.

Wait, Marilyn Manson drives
an SUV?

Ms. Wells?

My mother drives an SUV.

Police Chief Burns would like
a word with you please.

So, who's Midnight anyway,
Sticksboy?

That's my horse.

Wow, that is like so original.

- What, is she, like, black?
- Now, Ms. Wells.

Oh, and Tucker... Chief Burns
said

you better not be late
for work today, all right?

- Yeah... I'll make an effort.
- Excuse me?

Listen son, you wanna spend
the rest of your senior year

in Denton Juvie, you just keep
breaking your probation.

He'll be there sir.

Make
sure of it, Mr. Miller.

It's powder puff blue
with baby proof windows

and with side airbags.

Yeah, that's 'cause
Marilyn Manson's a punk ass

- pukey baby. Like you, Cliff.
- Ow.

- Stop now.
- Right Stephen? Yes, you could.

That hurts.

Flat our refusing to pay bail,
Chief.

Says he wants to spend
the night.

Waiting for the hairspray
and teeth people is my guess.

Shut that door, Jimmy.

Pastor Wells... is your daughter

on psychiatric medication
of any kind?

Do you own a gun?

Meet me in the car, Anne.

We had a steady gig
at the Lazy T.

Yeah, folks around here
were comparing

the Bullriders
to the Oak Ridge Boys?

On our way I figured on getting
our palm prints

- on the wall with Billy Bob.
- Wow, really?

But you're not gonna
steal my band, freak.

Or Stephen.

I didn't know you and Stephen
were so in love.

Me and Stevie. Three weeks
after he lost his old man.

I practically had to nurse
him back to normal life.

What's it say on the back?

What's it say on the back,
freak?

- That you're brothers forever.
- That's right.

Now let go of me.

You know a little while
after Stephen gave me

this picture here...

him and me went
whitetail hunting

with my old man.

You see Stephen he's... he's got
this ten-point buck

right in his sights.
And he starts thinking about it.

You know, being just seconds
from dead. Not knowing it.

And I guess he's pitying him.

'Cause he can't pull
the trigger.

- So, what's your point?
- The point... Inger...

is just 'cause Stephen's got
feelings of pity for things

just seconds from dead...

you know for things
that be dead already

except for dumb luck
is what I hear,

- don't mean I do.
- Good. I'm glad.

Don't be thinking
there's any boundaries

between you and me, freak.

That'd be a mistake...
you thinking that.

Is there a problem, Tucker?

No, no sir, no problem.

Well I was just inviting
Ms. Wells here over to my house

to see that trophy buck
I got hanging on my wall.

I'll see ya in the morning,
Inger.

In the car, Anne, right now.

It's really very good,
Adam.

It has passion...
and a relentless

use of Poe-esque imagery

- in this fierce sense of...
- It's alien pods, Maurene.

And slime.

Didn't we discuss
this this morning, Anne?

- Didn't we?
- Yes.

- All right, Adam.
- Wouldn't you agree

that saying that your blood
is like acid

- is not a happy thought?
- Adam!

- Wouldn't you agree, Anne?
- Yes, I would agree.

- That's enough!
- Do you wanna get better, Anne?

That's enough, Adam!

Sweetheart.

When you describe
the night as being barren

and infertile, what do you mean?

- May I be excused?
- No.

Does it have anything to do with

the fact that your father
and I are unable

- to have another baby?
- This is not about us, Maurene.

- What is it sweetie?
- I'd really like

to be excused now.

This is about the fact
that our daughter...

Is not a potential
high school terrorist!

And the fact that you
could even think that...

You're excused, Anne. Anne!

I don't know how you
and your Magic Pillow

are gonna learn my favorite hymn

when the hymnal
is in the trash can.

Did you read the poem, Adam?

- Yes, I read the poem.
- Then you didn't understand it.

- I understand.
- If all you're upset about

is that your staff meeting was
interrupted by the police...

I understand, Maurene...
that if we fail in Leonard,

I might as well be
a floor greeter at Big Mart.

There will not be another offer
to pastor.

So, I'm sorry if I'm not excited

about the poem's poesque use
of imagery

- or it's fierce sense of...
- Honesty.

It's honest.
It's what she feels, Adam.

It's the same thing starting
all over.

- You don't understand.
- I understand.

I've tried, I've tried
to connect with her.

- I've tried to make her feel...
- Like your daughter?

Mo... there comes a point
when you've got to go on.

And I'm not gonna be
respectfully asked to step down

from a third pastorate
in five years

because of another one
of her tantrums. Not this time.

Not now.

Now that the national media
is sending satellite trucks

to Leonard?
Is that what you mean?

Adam.

We have each other.

Even if you're a floor
greeter...

we can still...

Jesus sat down, run
to the Holy Ghost, got up.

Oh yes He did!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Thank you Jesus.
Thank you Jesus!

She's not afraid
of you, Adam.

Not like you were afraid
of your father.

I revered my father.

Maybe not enough.

So, I suggest that you try
another approach

if you really want poems about
blue skies and sunny days.

And I don't ever want to hear
the story of Sarah again.

Do you understand me?

My dad used
to take me out here

when I was little.

- Here?
- Yeah.

It was an old movie theater.

I remember, I didn't even
like know

what was going on, you know,
like up on the screen.

I just, I always remember he
was just like so impressed...

by like the electricity that was
going on

- between the actors.
- Chemistry, you mean?

Huh? Yeah... right.

Not with my old man.

Uh, he worked
for the power company,

so he was always talking
about amperes and ohms and...

You know I guess what I'm kinda
trying to say, Annie is...

I think that me and you
have like that electricity...

- Yeah, time to go.
- Wait, Annie.

I'm trying to tell
you that I think...

That you and I have
all this ohm between us.

Yeah, no, I get that.

I mean, yeah. Don't you?

So what, then you're gonna
try to put your mouth on me,

- Sticksboy?
- Right... no wrong.

I was... I wouldn't do that.

Never. I mean... why would I do
that?

So then I wouldn't have
to hurt you, you mean?

Yeah.

Right.

You ever think about
the stars, Sticksboy?

Uh, Gwyneth.

I used to think about
Gwyneth Paltrow all...

No. The stars stars.

Oh, um...

Yeah, I think about the stars.

Like what's beyond
the farthest one?

I mean to be honest, Annie,

I don't even think they have
a telescope where you can see

- the farthest star.
- I used to know.

But not anymore.

Now I just know what you know.
What everybody else knows.

- That being?
- That we all live under this...

terrifyingly unsolvable mystery.

That nobody ever talks about.

Ever.

So, you don't let anyone
kiss you, like ever?

Got great news
about the Bullriders, Stephen.

Can't wait. I'll be by.

You looking for these?

I said, you looking
for these, boy?

Lunch money for school.

I'll leave a fiver
on the table

for you in the morning.

Now go on, get the hell
outta my vehicle.

Get back in the house!

Go to bed!

♪ In the warm
First morning light ♪

♪ When the world stops
Turning onto me ♪

♪ In the silence of the night
When the world stops turning ♪

That was Patty's favorite.

I only, uh, listened to it once
or... twice.

Short candles, dude. Hated
the Cure.

No, no, Calvin, you're mistaken.

Patty was the big fan.

Sorry Calvin, what brings
you to Leonard again?

What's with the
Calvin business, Ad-man?

It's Callie. We like hung out
in high school, dude.

- We did?
- Hell yeah.

You were missed...
both of you,

at our high school reunion
last month.

Everybody like totally missed
you guys.

And, uh, as the president

of the Fighting Wolverines
student body, hoo-ha,

and since I was in Dallas
on business

I thought I'd stop
by and catch up.

This way I can e-mail answers
to your classmates'

many, many inquiries.

It was all in the e-mail
I sent this morning.

You got the e-mail, right?

No, I didn't check e-mail today.

Did you, Adam?

Oh, is this all about you,
Ad-man?

"Even if it means taking
his fight

from a jail cell in Leonard,
Texas,

to the United States
Supreme Court."

Dang dude.

You just might save
the world after all.

So obviously
I couldn't have picked a more...

Inconvenient time. I'm afraid
so, Calvin.

It's Callie... Renie.

You know I drive
a Porsche Panamera.

I own a villa in Barbados

and I got a drawer full
of cashmere boxers.

Totally maximizing
my life experience.

But... I'm ever grounded
by the fact

that the photo cube
on my desk at work

is still filled
with stock photos

of the models... that came
with the purchase.

Why thank you... Calvin,
for stopping by.

No, no, no. Thank you, Ad-man.

Maurene.

Don't be long, Ad-man... Adam.

So, we played basketball
together.

That's how you know my wife
and I?

Actually bro, only one of us
played.

But hey, you're about to save
the world.

- Anne.
- Who is he?

- I thought you were out.
- The man that was just here.

Who is he?

He's no one.

He's just a boy
that I knew in school.

Night.

Forgotten how much that
bugged me in high school.

You cheering and me sitting
on the bench

'cause I... spent my summers
on mission trips in Mexico...

instead of a basketball camp
fixing a wayward jump shot.

Do you remember
Ms. Moore's Tom Thumb wedding?

In the 2nd grade.

Do you remember how she chose
you and me

to be husband and wife?

And how when all the other kids,

they were just giggling
and gagging...

you and I were so serious.

Even when the other boys
teased you, Adam...

you never stopped acting
the part.

That was the year
that my father left my mother.

But I remember thinking that...

I mean it didn't matter to me

that you were this
miracle preaching boy...

just... that if my own father...
had acted a little more

like this boy in my class...

that's when I knew that I wanted
to marry you.

In the second grade?

I couldn't multiply or divide,
but I was right there

in my mom's garden...
stuffed to my nose

in her tea cups of sunshine.

I was informing her that
we'd played this game in school

and I already knew the boy
I was gonna marry.

I want you to do whatever
you think is right

with this nativity situation.

We're gonna have to tell
Annie.

She's gonna have to be told
the truth, Mo.

Must've been lost.

The e-mail... that Calvin
insists he sent.

I know you were online
this morning.

And that you don't have
any reason to.

Don't be up late, Adam.

I don't know
why I said what I said

to Stephen about the stars.

I like, never even thought
about the stars.

And definitely not what was
beyond the farthest one.

But the minute I said it,
I realized that the truth was,

I like, thought about it
all the time.

And that I didn't know
what was worse,

not knowing what was beyond
the farthest star

or having this sinking feeling
that never went away,

that I knew once... but forgot.

Like how Adam knew
what it was like

to be America's
next Billy Graham.

And how Maurene knew
what it was like

to give the valedictorian speech
at her high school graduation.

But the part that sucked most...

was how they were all like...
putting all this pressure on me

to solve the mystery of my life.

You have a visitor, Senator.
He says you're expecting him.

I'm sorry I'm late, Senator.

When their lives were
just as terrifyingly unsolvable.

♪ Away ♪

♪ Wish you could
Feel what I feel now ♪

♪ Wish you could
Feel so alone now ♪

♪ It's like I'm watching
A disappearing act ♪

♪ Your silence echoes
Through my brain ♪

♪ Remind me of all my
Suffering ♪

♪ Wish I could just do
A disappearing act ♪

♪ I said nothing ♪

- What?
- You tell me what, Anne.

- We had a deal.
- No, you had a deal.

I come in here
expecting to hear hymn 567

and all I get is vampire music.
It's not vampire music.

Then what is it, Anne, what?

- It's just a song, sir.
- About what, Mr. Miller?

What is my daughter's song
about?

Don't run off, Anne. Your dad
just wants to know

- what the song's about.
- No, he doesn't.

Yes, I do. I would really like
to know.

Adam, just descended
upon us from above,

because Adam wanted to trick us

-into one of his sermons
-What did I tell you, Anne?

- About how rock...
- Didn't I tell you that I expect

to be called...

Dad!

I get it. You're hurting me.
Let go.

Hell, right sir?

Rock music comes straight
from the pit of Hell... right?

We'll get our gear
out this morning, Pastor Wells.

Thank you, Mr. Miller.

We can get our gig back
at the Lazy T. And yesterday...

-I tried to come over last night
-STEPHEN: No.

Stephen, 'cause yesterday
principal over at the Alamo,

called about the Bullriders
playing homecoming.

- I said no, Kyle.
- Yeah, no way, dude.

- Look, shut up.
- Well it was

humiliating being compared
to the Oak Ridge Boys.

Didn't I just tell
ya to shut up?

My granny listens...

I thought I told
ya to shut your mouth.

Magic Pillow's gonna find
somewhere else to practice.

And if you don't make
an attitude adjustment,

someone else to play guitar.

Y'all can't kick me
outta my own band, Stephen.

Fine, just consider it me
and Cliff quitting one band

and joining a new one.

Now... you don't mean that.

I wouldn't have said it
if I didn't mean it, Kyle.

- I'm not gonna let you do this.
- Suit yourself, Kyle.

I'm not gonna let
you just throw away

our opportunity at getting
our palm prints on the wall.

I said, suit yourself, Kyle.

Does the Ad-man
know you smoke?

I can't imagine he'd approve.

He couldn't be more pleased.

Anne, do you know
who I am?

Did your mother tell ya?

You're just some boy
she knew in high school.

What do you want?

Just wanted to know
if you want a lift.

- A lift.
- To school.

Come on, I'll let ya drive.
100 miles an hour.

I need to go find Anne.

Please return this to her
when you do.

Thank you.

♪ ...On his
Flesh and blood ♪

♪ I can not take
Back what I've done ♪

I'm here to bring destruction
of private property charges

against Senator John Cutter.

We can't oblige you
on that matter, yet.

Is it your intention to obstruct
the law

by denying the church
our rights?

You got your public hearing,
Pastor.

- When?
- Seven o'clock tonight.

Firehouse, behind city hall.

And you will have an opportunity
to speak, Pastor.

An opportunity to try and talk
the folks of Leonard

-into their own end
-CHIEF: Mayor,

- by their own hands.
- That's enough.

Because losing Cutter's
restoration project,

just that to this community.
Suicide, Pastor Wells.

- Mayor!
- If you don't mind that.

I think it's time
you left.

Pastor Wells, Esther
and I had our first date

in that nativity
that Cutter burned.

She... insisted that I meet
her family

before we went to the movies,
how she put it.

I have a ten o'clock.
Will that be all?

I told John Cutter
you were dropping by.

He asked me to send you back.

There's a buzzer by the door
when you're ready to leave.

It's a beautiful story
about Esther, Gene.

Thank you, Joycee.

Pastor Wells. You know
the Senator?

Senator's wife attends
my church.

- Really?
- What do you need, Mr. Bitner?

Why does your client
want to see me?

Has the church made a decision?

Will you remove the star?
Or will you rally the faithful

to follow it
to the Supreme Court?

There's a public hearing
tonight.

- Will that be all?
- She was saved in his church.

- She doesn't just attend.
- I'm sorry John.

Was there another matter?

My wife, Mr. Bitner, got
born again in his church.

Isn't that right, Pastor?

Know what's in this file, son?

I would like to know
where you're going

with this, Senator.

- That file is privileged.
- Opposition research...

about you son.

Read the highlights,
if you would, Mr. Bitner.

Like I said John,
the information in that file...

Privilege to the one who paid
for the investigation.

I don't know what you think
you have in that file,

Senator... but I've been
preaching the gospel

- since I was...
- Six!

Braces at 13.
Busted femur bone at ten.

Lost Mama to ovarian cancer
at eight.

Daddy, 11 years after
your wedding day.

Know more about you and yours
than you know yourself,

I can assure you of that.

Even know what
had you in and out

the Taylor Police
Department's records room,

three times last year.

- Your high school, huh?
- I go here.

So... thanks for the ride.

Oh, uh, wait a minute, I have
a gift for you.

Go ahead, open it.

What do you think?

I think Adam doesn't like it
when I bring demons home.

Not giving the gargoyle
to the Ad-man.

I'm giving him to you, Anne.

Well then, I think why are you
giving me a gift?

Because you don't even know me.

Isn't a gift appropriate
on a birthday?

Your mother told me
it was your birthday.

I was at the house
last night, I was...

I know.

- If you don't want it, that's...
- No, I...

I'll name him Chuckles.

Class president. And a b-ball
scholarship.

Not just some boy...
Renie knew in school.

Wow, really?

Well I don't wanna make
you and Chuckles late.

She always makes pancakes
on my birthday.

A piping hot stack with a...
candle

that's also a number on top.

And this morning?

Smokes.

Well, she remembered last night.

Yeah, and you picked up Chuckles

at some Quicki-Mart
this morning.

Something like that.

Senator Whitmore.

Friend of John Cutter's.

Yes, that's right,
Senator John Cutter.

Yes, he is. He's expecting my...

Can I, uh, is it okay
if I call the Senator back

in about ten, 15 minutes?

Thank you.

You were giving us signs
that we refused to see.

And suddenly I realized
and I began to cry and cry.

Ms. Wells. Eyes forward.
Ms. Wells!

Unless you'd
like me to call Pastor wells

so you can explain
to your father

why you were late to my class
this morning.

You may continue, Ms. Reynolds.

Ms. Reynolds, please, continue.

Why don't you just purr?

Please go back to the way
you were.

Don't you want some tuna fish?
Just one bite is all I wish.

And then suddenly
everything seemed to be okay

because you weren't going
to hurt one more day.

You were on the fast track

in the God biz, Adam.

National news media all did
Hope for Tomorrow pieces

on the miracle preaching boy,

yet at retirement, Jacob Wells
hands his 2,000-member church

over to a graduate
from Bob Jones University

who shows up for an interview,
instead of his own son.

Whatever did he do
to so disappoint his daddy,

- Mr. Bitner?
- We know

- what he did John.
- He got married, Mr. Bitner.

To Maurene Anne O'Connor,

right after high school
graduation.

Then in December
of that same year,

Maurene Wells gives birth

to a seven-pound, three ounce,
baby girl.

Little more than two months
with child when you said I do.

Clearly disqualifying
numbers in the God biz,

- I get it, John.
- No, you do not get it,

Mr. Bitner. Does he, Pastor?

My wife, Mr. Bitner...

was walking to her car
in a mall parking lot

in Taylor, Michigan,
and she was raped.

We chose Anne.

A fact that the ordination board
of my denomination

have known and have
wholeheartedly embraced

since the beginning
of our ministry together.

A fact that I will shout
from the rooftops

if necessary, Senator.

- If you'll excuse me.
- A fact, Mr. Bitner,

the Taylor Police have
been unable to substantiate

with actual case records.
Isn't that right, Pastor?

Why don't you just say
what it is you plan

- on saying, Senator?
- I think you know

- what I plan on saying.
- How you and your lawyer

intend to, what did you call it?

Spin my life in order
to discredit me?

That's how you operate,
isn't it?

On lies and speculation
because you lack

any real devotion to the truth.

The truth doesn't fit into your
tiny, self-serving universe.

Which is problematic for you
now, Senator, isn't it?

Now that your wife knows
the truth.

She can't be lied to anymore.

I have a meeting.

Except in your case, son,
I have a sworn affidavit.

So, I expect I won't be needing
to lie

in order to discredit you.

Affidavit I took
just last night.

A friend of the Pastor's here.

Been assured a little
DNA testing will verify.

Even knew the girl's birthday
was today.

Still two months too soon.

Here.

Why not just read it
for yourself.

Respectfully sir, I cannot let
you hand

a month
of opposition research...

Take the file, son.

Know
more about you and yours.

Still two months too soon.

- It is Dad.
- Pathetic.

I'm your father.

You
don't know what you're saying.

It's Calvin.

I'm your father. But it is Dad.

They'll be wanting
a sound bite

for the noon news cycle,
Pastor Wells.

Joseph Harrison, Pastor Wells.
Liberty Institute.

Spoke to you on the phone
yesterday.

Scheduled a meeting
for this morning.

Yes, I remember.

Chief Burns recommended
that I wait for you here.

They're a national news
affiliate.

Talking to them is talking
to the nation.

So, I suggest we delay
making a statement,

- just 'til Leonard...
- You knew my father, you said.

More you. As a boy.

Senator Cutter's gonna play
'Beltway Hardball' with you,

Pastor.

Meaning, he's not just gonna try
to destroy

any legal argument
we might make...

he'll try to destroy you...
personally.

Your family, your loved ones.

Which is why I strongly
recommend we delay...

Make sure the star
is the background, Mr. Harrison.

They'll be no more delays.

It is Pastor Wells'
earnest belief...

that the legal struggle
before his congregation

this day...

is a graphic illustration
of the greater struggle

being fought
in the United States today.

And that is a struggle

for the heart and soul
of Americans everywhere.

A struggle the citizens
of Leonard,

and we the citizens
of the United States of America

cannot afford to lose.
Whatever the cost.

Yes, well I provided
Senator Cutter with information

he considered useful,

in exchange for our telephone
conversation this afternoon.

Conversation he assured me
would result in smiling faces

and chattering glasses

when I testify
before your committee

next week.

Great.

Then I'll look forward
to hearing from you tonight,

Senator Whitmore.
Happy holidays.

Thank you, sir.

I remember you used to call
yellow tulips...

Tea cups.

God's tea cups of sunshine.

I wanted to give
those to ya last night, Renie.

She almost died
giving birth to me.

And then the doctors told
her that she was barren

and she could never
conceive again.

No matter how much Adam prays.

Which only makes her more crazy.

Yeah but why would your dad
praying drive her crazy?

'Cause she thinks God
cursed her womb or something.

I mean you can't be thinking
just 'cause...

What?

I can't be thinking what,
Sticksboy?

Why would you, a Sticksboy
from Sticksboy USA

think he can tell me what I can
and can't be thinking?

God, I hate that.

It's like how Inger Lorre
always had to say

"Wow, really?" to her
moron agent all the time...

That's enough, Annie.

God... I swear bull riding
is easier

than talking to you
sometimes, Annie girl.

Don't call me that.

Do you wanna go to my house
and ride the horse or not?

Why would I wanna ride
your stupid horse anyway?

Do I look like a Brittney
to you?

Well what do you
want to do?

Nothing. I don't wanna do
anything.

You know well I wanna do
something.

I wanna talk about who was
at your house last night,

- the one who drove a Porsche.
- Yeah.

Well, I wanna talk
about him, Sticksboy.

About how you lost him.

What was he, like,
electrocuted by all that ampere

and ohm stuff he was
always blabbering about?

Who told ya I lost my father?

- Your buddy.
- Kyle?

- Said you were just like family.
- Stay away from Kyle, Annie.

I think he's a little bit
more Brokeback

- than he's admitting to.
- Promise me you will stay

away from Kyle, Annie.
Okay, you don't know Kyle.

All right, just promise me!

Are you gonna put your mouth
on me, Sticksboy?

Guess you're gonna have
to now, won't you?

I'm gonna go.

Your buddy's right about you.

Do you wanna go back or not?

About how you can never pull
the trigger.

You know that you're the night
or an alien pod

or anything but a blessing...
to your folks

is what you can
and can't be thinking.

A photo of Anne...
on her eighth birthday.

I don't want a picture
of the Ad-man

- holding my daughter.
- It's all I have. I...

I can send
school photos later.

Do you ever think about me,
Renie?

Just gimme your address

and I can send whatever
I have that's just Anne.

Because I think about you.

About how choosing
Harvard instead of you

was like this amazingly
regrettable choice

that I've never... I mean
I really believe...

on some weird cosmic level

it knocked the stars
out of alignment above us.

- The universe is intact.
- Is it intact for the Ad-man?

I mean how could it be intact
for the Ad-man

when he's so... genuinely...
no, he's freaking psychotic

into his Bible.

And his wife doesn't believe
a word of it, never did.

- I believe.
- No.

You're pretending
to be a pastor's wife,

just like you're pretending
you didn't come to my motel

tonight. 'Cause 18 years ago you
called my house 19 times

the week you were deciding
to choose the Ad man

instead of me.

My mother called
yellow tulips...

God's tea cups of sunshine.

It was how God... gave her hope
after my father left.

I remember...
when we were kids.

She planted 200 bulbs
the day that he left us.

It's...

Give us a second chance, Renie.

I was eight years old...

and I was terrified to leave
my mom

to go to school in the morning.

And then in May she walks
from the kitchen to the bedroom

and there they are.

200 yellow tulips.

And she said it was the fact
that something so beautiful

could still grow in our backyard
made her believe again.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I was up to my waist
in these tulips

that saved me mother's life
the day that I chose Adam.

I only called you 19 times
in high school

because you were Annie's father.

Well, I'm still Annie's father.

No, Callie, you're not.

Do you want this picture
of Annie or not?

It's cool.

You know it's freaking awesome
how you're sticking me

this whole "You made
your choice,

I made my choice" mantra.
Well one night Renie,

you're gonna run back
to the Ad-man

and discover he has a choice,
too.

And do you really think
he's gonna choose you?

Do you?

What did you do?

Just leave the photo
on the bed and... get out.

- What did you do?
- Get out!

My father's
in California, Annie.

I lost him to him running off.

I think they're gonna make you
the poster boy

for the pro-life movement,
Pastor.

And I think you lose
your family if we proceed.

You did read my file,
Mr. Harrison?

- Yes, I did.
- Then you should know...

Particularly Dr. Cruz's
evaluation of Anne.

Where he recommends
she be preserved

from any and all non-essential
situations of stress...

prescribes an anti-psychotic
to treat what he describes

as a severe, therapy resistant,
manic depressive condition

which, if not contained...
may result in a second attempt

at taking her own life.

If you read my file,
Mr. Harrison...

then you should know
that I have no family to lose.

Now, if that will be all.

You recall I said I knew you
as a boy.

One night they had you
up on a soda crate...

in a tent the size
of a football field

out there off of Highway 12,
just this side of Durham.

You preached on Isaiah 61:3.

That the Lord had come

to comfort all that mourn
in Zion...

and to give beauty...

for ashes.

All I had when I had came
to Him that night, Pastor...

ashes.

One thing in Cutter's file
I just...

can't seem to get
out of my head.

The police report filed
that day,

the day you found Anne,

said your secretary told
the investigating officer...

that you just... walked out...

in the middle
of a staff meeting...

no explanation, just walked.

Your question?

The medical examiner said
that if you'd gotten there

just... five minutes later...

Anne would've succeeded
in taking her own life.

How did you know
to rush home, Pastor?

How did you know to rush home?

If I see you at the rally
tonight, Mr. Harrison,

I will assume the information
in this file

is what the Liberty Institute
considers to be

an acceptable public relations
risk...

and we'll not need to discuss
this matter again.

It's not my question
to answer, Pastor.

What is or what
isn't acceptable risk.

Alright now, Pastor Wells
is gonna exercise

his constitutional right
to speak to you people.

I want you to be quiet
and let him.

Otherwise I'll lock the whole
bunch of ya up in jail.

Pastor Wells.

Take a good look...

at the new face of God
in America.

If you and I are foolish enough
to believe

that all this is about...

is the torching
of a few wooden statues.

That it means nothing.

Tonight...

I hope to convince you...

as I am abs...

As I am absolutely convinced...
that this... this is everything.

I don't believe you son.
And the Lord doesn't believe ya.

And He'll get
some other boy to be His miracle

if you don't start acting
like a man

about the things of God.

Will you please your father
today, Adam,

or will you fall short
of his calling?

Now do it again.

Don't you look at your mother.
Again!

Adam?

Adam?

Are you drinking?

You think I'm not aware
of all the smoking and drinking?

You think I'm that stupid?

This meeting I... I prayed
for this woman.

I remember she looked
just like my mother.

All the sudden her eyes got
wide, like the Red Sea parting.

She was hearing
for the first time in her life.

And she started to praise God...

but all that would come
out of her mouth

were these funny noises.

She was mute from birth,
couldn't say words.

I started to laugh.

I... I... I couldn't stop.

Everybody in the church
thought I was just being moved

by the spirit, but I was
really just a nine-year-old boy

laughing at this woman...

who reminded me of my dead
mother talking like a baby.

He knew I was laughing.

After that the picture
was taken.

I was crying.

'Cause I missed her.

And he hits me.

And he says if I didn't start
acting like an adult

about the things of God...

he'll get another boy
to be his miracle.

But you were right Mo,

I've always been terrified
of him.

'Cause from that day forward
I always acted like an adult.

I always tried to play the part.

But no more.

You were right

that I haven't been
any different with Anne.

No wonder she hates me.
No wonder she won't call me Dad.

She loves you.

We both do.

Okay, Mo.

All right Mo. Or is it Renie?

I just keep getting that mixed
up in my head.

- Where is Anne?
- She's not here.

What do you mean she's not here?

She ran away from school.

We're supposed to be waiting
here by the phone,

which I'm doing as we speak.

We forgot her birthday.

Her birthday.

Unfortunately, Callie
remembered.

Why is that Mo?
Why does Callie...

remember
our daughter's birthday?

Let's not do this right now.

- When?
- Not now.

- Not while you're drinking.
- Let me get you started.

Callie knew... Annie's birthday
because...

I made a mistake.

A mistake?

- Calvin told you everything.
- Callie told the devil.

And the devil let me read
the sworn affidavit.

But it's not gonna be real
until I hear you say it.

I slept with him, Adam.

What had you and Callie
planned on doing?

Did he plan on marrying you?

We were planning...
I was planning...

on going... to a clinic
in Detroit.

Terminating... the pregnancy.

Annie's, you mean.

Calvin was
supposed to drive me

after his basketball practice.

And he was late.

But you were early.

I kept trying to tell you, Adam,
just to go home.

That I... I would call you later.

But instead I said
I was pregnant.

And then all of this
about this woman

that was... raped... in the mall
parking lot,

by a man with a ski mask

and I wasn't even talking
about me.

But then... you said...
"Tiernan's Mo? Where you work?"

And I don't know why, but I said
yes.

You okay?

I see you posted your bail,
John.

No point in playing Gandhi
now is there, Gene?

Well I wouldn't know
anything about that.

One month ago, my wife
stands up in the church.

Walks down an aisle and meets
some TV evangelist wannabe...

at an altar.

Pastor Wells.

I saved my wife, Gene.

I saved her from facing
midlife as a table dancer.

And in the process, spending
a substantial amount

of my own personal fortune
saving a town...

in my opinion, is not worth
saving,

except for it being
Candy's hometown.

And all of a sudden
I am in her eyes,

the one needing the saving.

So that's what
this is all about.

Things being put back

into their proper perspective,
is all.

My wife I am sure,
now understands, as you do,

that all his preaching
is nothing more

than the wood in the paint
I torched.

I'll expect the rest
of this mess

cleaned up by Monday.

Sorry John... can't oblige you
on that.

Pardon?

City of Leonard
Police Department

is bringing charges against you
for arson and endangerment.

Crime scene... must remain
intact until after the trial.

Your contract's coming up
for renewal this year, Gene.

Wind coming up, John.

I think you'd better go home.

Candy'll be by after a while.

Room 215, there's a Calvin Cl...
Anne!

- Annie! Who is he?
- What?

I mean is he your boyfriend?

- No.
- Then who?

Just tell me who he is,
that's all

- I wanna know.
- My father.

My real father.

Can I go now?

- I thought Pastor Wells was...
- Why else do you think

that Maurene would feel like God
cursed her womb, Sticksboy?

I've told you all
of this before.

- No. No, you didn't.
- Yes.

You said you didn't wanna talk
about it.

I told you that he's been
looking for me

for my whole life almost.

But that Adam keeps moving us

from Sticksville to Sticksville
so that he'll never find me.

But he's found me.

And he says that he's never
gonna let me out of his sights

ever again.

I'll come visit you then.

- No.
- Why?

Because if you know where I am,

- then he'll know where I am.
- Pastor Wells?

I won't tell anybody
where you've gone.

- I can't take that chance.
- Wait, Annie.

I wanna tell you something

before I never get
to see you again.

What?

I wanna tell you that I think
people

are like the stars, Annie.

You know 'cause you can
never really see

the end of them either.

That's why I've fallen
in love with you. It's just...

been a terrifyingly...
unsolvable mystery.

That I wouldn't have traded
for the world.

That's all I wanted to say.

Can I go now?

Anne.

What would you have named me?

You said to call you if I saw
a vampire. Yeah vampire, right?

She just went up to room 215.

I'll let Police Chief Burns know
you called.

Getting cold out there.

Thanks for watching
the phone darling.

- Any action, Kyle?
- No ma'am.

- One to base, one to base.
- Yeah, Chief.

Anything new on the Wells girl,
Joycee?

- Not yet.
- All right.

Radio Jimmy and tell him
to come back

from the bus station
after the 11:20 leaves.

Oh, and Joycee...
gimme a couple of minutes,

then tell Kyle...
his old man's here for him.

Will do.

How's your evening
going, Jackson?

No complaints, Chief.
Just picking up the boy.

Glove compartment.

Open it.

No. that'd be illegal search,
Chief Burns.

I'll tell you what, Jackson,
I'll call Trudy

and get her to set up a warrant

while you sit off that buzz
you got going inside.

Now open it.

Kyle came in pretty banged up
today.

I wonder if you could tell me
how that happened?

Well it wasn't from me.

I swear I didn't touch him.

How about we let Kyle
drive you home tonight?

Now we kinda got a rule

about the boy driving a vehicle
and all, Chief.

You're just itching

to take that breath test,
aren't you?

Come on.

Looks like you're driving, Puke.

I'm coming.

She's with Calvin.

She was in the house, Adam,
she heard everything.

So, where's your girlfriend?

You and Stephen still having
another lover's quarrel?

Don't say that.

Did you say something, Puke?

I didn't think so. Pull over.

Chief Burns said I'm supposed
to take you home.

I said pull over and get out.

I don't know what all you told
Chief Burns

about me hitting you and all,
boy, but after tonight

you're gonna know for damn sure
I bothered giving you a beating.

You ain't gonna be making
it to work the next day

to cry about it.
Now where is it?

- Where's what?
- You know what.

No, I don't.

That Glock you stole outta
my truck last night, boy.

I didn't steal nothing from you.

Outta the damn glove
compartment!

Outta the damn truck last night!

You probably just left it
at home, drunk outta your head.

I mean, Anne,
what did you think?

Brittney.

I would have suggested
Brittney...

if your mother had asked
for my thoughts.

- Right back.
- I'll go.

Give her these.

I remember the day she was born
when I held her in my arms.

And she was so perfect...
and profound...

and helpless.

And how much you loved her,
Adam.

Do you remember how much
you loved...

I'm sorry I lied to you.

But I never, not once, regretted
saying yes to you that day.

We can work out whatever
custody arrangements you want.

I have no legal right to her...

Mo.

Room 215. Door's open.

4972
West 23 Street, number three.

- Joycee?
- Yeah, Jimmy.

I got a murder
here, Joycee.

Jackson Tucker... Kyle's daddy.

Anne. Anne.

Anne, open the door.

Go away.

You know I can't do that.

I know it's difficult,
but you have to try.

To what?

Think happy thoughts... Adam?

Are you thinking happy thoughts?

You are such a hypocrite.

You're always telling me

to think
all these happy thoughts

all the time,
like are in your hymn book.

When all the time all
you're thinking about...

is how you blame me...
for like... your career

and for you and her not being
able to have another baby.

For everything. So just go away.

Leave me alone.

The day you were born.

I was thinking
about the day you were born.

You were so little.

You could wrap all five fingers
around one of mine.

And you never wanted to let go.

I was thinking, Anne,

even if my career had
turned out differently...

that the day you were born...

would still be the best day
of my life.

And being your father,
the source

of my happiest thoughts.

But you're not my father.

Are you?

So, all your happy thoughts...
are lies.

- They're not lies.
- Yes.

I have proof.

What kind of proof can you have
when you're not my father?

When you're just lying?

I have a drawing you made for me
when you were eight years old.

Well I don't remember eight,
Adam.

I do.

I remember five and six
and nine.

I remember the night you
gave me this drawing.

And I remember the morning
I found you.

And I was holding you in my arms

while we were waiting
on the ambulance.

I remember I would shake you
every time you started to sleep

and I kept thinking... I kept
thinking about this picture.

How much I loved it...
how much I loved you, Anne.

And how I just walked
out of my staff meeting...

because I was terrified
that I had lost it

and I would never see it again.

I'm gonna slide it
under the door, Anne.

Adam.

- What do you need?
- Let me talk to Anne.

Motel magistrate said

he called the station
two hours ago

and told someone
that a young woman

matching Ms. Wells' description
went into room 215.

It musta been Kyle, Chief.
Kyle must've taken the call.

- What's going on?
- In your vehicle ma'am, please.

My family are...

Police are here, son.

- Unless you...
- Police aren't getting in

until what I came to do is done.

What's that, son? What do
you plan on doing?

She's in there, ain't she?

Why don't you tell him freak?
Tell him about how I warned you

there weren't gonna be
any boundaries

between you and me.

About trophy buck
just seconds from dead

and not knowing it.

Open up Tucker.

Kyle Tucker.

There is no way
out of this room.

There is for you.

Open this door.
Come out of there, now.

Just step away from that door.

Anne, are you in the bathtub?
Anne!

Step away from the door,
Pastor Wells!

- Are you in the bathtub?
- Yes, I'm the bathtub.

- Move!
- Good.

Good girl.

When I was little,

I got a telescope
for my eighth birthday.

And I remember Adam set
it up in our backyard.

And he showed me how to use it.

That is beautiful.

And I remember asking him.

Will I see Jupiter?

Like Jupiter and Pluto
are as close as your nose.

And will we really see
the farthest star?

No. Beyond the farthest star.

And he whispered in my ear
like it was a secret and all,

that I didn't even need
a telescope

to see beyond the farthest star.

And I remember on the night
of my eighth birthday...

as I watched him draw
the stars all around us...

I knew exactly what he meant.

And it was... one
of my happiest thoughts.

Ever.

I went to the library
and looked up the word death

in a computer.

There were 1,000 entries
at least.

Names of famous people.

Good...

and bad.

Disease... personal testimony...
and how-to's.

A couple hundred or zillion
entries in...

I read...

see also... life.

That was wonderful,
Ms. Wells.

Wasn't it class?

Anne...
I wouldn't blame you

if you never wanna talk
to me again.

I mean if I had heard my mom
say...

what I know you heard me say...

but... honey, if you just...
if you just do wanna talk

or you wanna sit... please...
tell me.

Okay?

Okay.

Hymn 567.

♪ Oh holy night ♪

♪ The stars are brightly
Shining ♪

♪ It is the night ♪

♪ Of our dear Savior's birth ♪

♪ Long lay the world ♪

♪ In sin and error pining ♪

♪ 'Til He appeared ♪

♪ And the soul gained
Its worth ♪

♪ The thrill of hope ♪

♪ The weary soul rejoices ♪

♪ 'Til yonder breaks ♪

♪ A new and glorious morn ♪

Uh, the patient
in room two

just opened his eyes
and looked at me.

I think you should go in there.

He told everybody
he woke up

after hearing an angel singing.

I didn't tell him
it was just me.

Two weeks later, Adam
was released from the hospital.

He had Stephen and me pick him
up instead of my mother.

And instead of driving him
home...

he made us drive him
to the Big Mart in Alamo.

'Cause all of a sudden...

the miracle preaching boy was...

I mostly unpacked your things
until we can figure out how...

Like that Lord Nathan guy.

I bribed her, Mo.

Ms. Moore, the Tom Thumb
wedding.

I told her I would clap erasers,

I would wash the chalkboard
for the rest of the year...

if she would just pick you
and me as husband and wife.

From that day on...

my mother stopped reading
romance novels

and started thinking
maybe what happened

to Sarah and Abraham could
happen to Maurene and Adam.

And just like Sarah
in the Bible...

my mother started to laugh...

when the advanced, 99 percent
accurate test strip...

turned pink.

Adam.

Adam.

I'm 19 now.

And now that I'm older,
I think life isn't just

razor teeth, acid blood
and slime.

Sometimes... it's sunny days
with blue skies

and tea cups of sunshine and...

what's beyond the farthest star.

Which... as Adam whispered
in my ear on my eighth birthday,

it's like... so far,
no telescope can reach.

And so close... we like,
held Him in our arms.

At least that's the story
Adam's been preaching

since he was six years old.

If you ask me if I believe it
personally.

Are you gonna sing
tonight, Anne? In the choir?

Heavenly hosts could
really use your voice.

It's okay.

Maybe next year.

If I believe that...

sometimes... you get beauty
from ashes.

Dad?

I only know the new
and glorious morning one.

It's my favorite, Annie's.

I'd have to say... wow...
really?

But not like Inger Lorre

used to say to her agent
all the time.

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ When sorrow seems
To surround you ♪

♪ When suffering hangs
Heavy o'er your head ♪

♪ Know that tomorrow brings ♪

♪ Wholeness and healing ♪

♪ God knows your need ♪

♪ Just believe what He said ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ Beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ When what you've done
Keeps you from moving on ♪

♪ When fear wants to make
Itself at home in your heart ♪

♪ Know that forgiveness brings ♪

♪ Wholeness and healing ♪

♪ God knows your need ♪

♪ Just believe what is said ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ Oh He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes
Oh oh ♪

♪ Strength for fear
Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ I once was lost
But God has found me ♪

♪ Though I was bound
I've been set free ♪

♪ I've been made
Righteous in His sight ♪

♪ A display of His
Splendor all can see ♪

♪ I once was lost
But God has found me ♪

♪ Though I was bound
I've been set free ♪

♪ I've been made
Righteous in His sight ♪

♪ A display of His
Splendor all can see ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ Beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪

♪ He gives beauty for ashes ♪

♪ Strength for fear ♪

♪ Gladness for mourning ♪

♪ Peace for despair ♪