All language subtitles for Touch (1997) 1080i HDTV DD2.0 MPEG2-TrollHD

So, ll--

oh, can I
call you "ll"?

Or should I
call you "j,"

or "Mr. Cool" maybe?

What's your problem?
What's your problem?

What?

I don't have to take
this [bleep], all right?

No, no.
Uh, ll...

Mr. Cool?

What's ll cool j doing?

What's Debra lusanne
doing?

...with his pants.
Did you see that?

Elwin,
what's she doing?

Oh, my god!

That's it.

Please, please...

Elwin!
Elwin, please, no!

Not my presidential
plates!

There goes Ford!
No!

There goes Carter!
No!

[Plates shattering]

Elwin, stop!

Reagan!

Elwin!

Shut up!
No!

I'll shut
you up!

Hello?

It's me.

Bill?

Oh, boy.

Ginny.

What'd he hit you
with, his fist?

Yeah.

How long has he been
drinking? All day?

All day.
All day yesterday.

She called you, huh?
When did she do that?

You are a beauty,
you know that?

That goddamn--i shut
her mouth for a while.

Now I got you
starting in on me?

I wanna know what's
wrong with you,

beating up on Ginny
like that.

I shut her goddamn mouth,
that's what.

Elwin, listen to me.
What happens every time

you smash something
or somebody,

you end up in jail or back
at the rehab center.

Is that the way
you wanna live?

It sounds like
a good idea.

You wanna take me?

Instead of getting
drunker than you are,

why don't you
clean up this mess?

Ok.

This is the worrels',
isn't it?

What happened?

Are you a friend
of the worrels?

I know elwin a little bit from
when he was at sacred heart.

Are you from
the center?

Great. Just
the guy we need.

What's your name?

Juvenal.

Elwin,
it's juvenal.

Elwin, what
are you doing?

He's breaking dishes.
Be right back.

You having fun?

No. That's all right.
I already ate.

She all right?

I think so.
He hit her a good one,

but I don't think he
busted anything.

No. I mean
something else.

Yeah. She's blind.

All her life?

Since I've known her.

Why don't you
put this on her face?

You know,
Ginny's mother

gave us these dishes
when we got married.

Christ.
21 years ago.

I hated these
goddamn dishes.

Got rosebuds on 'em,

like a little girl's
tea set, you know?

All that time,

you get to your
mashed potatoes,

and you wipe
your gravy,

and there's those
goddamn rosebuds

lookin' at you!

Elwin?

Elwin?

Don't tell her

I got rid of them
goddamn rosebud dishes.

Finally got up the nerve
to get rid of 'em.

Jeez, I cut her,
didn't I?

No, you didn't.

I'm sure you didn't.

Ginny, Wh-what are you
doing with that broom?

Ginny?

You all right?

I can see.

I can see you both
as plain as day.

Hi.

Is juvenal around?

Juvenal?

No. Juvee's
off today.

Are you in
the program?

No, but a friend
of mine is--

elwin worrel.

I met juvenal
at elwin's.

Do you wanna talk
to father donahue?

Sure.

Elwin's problem:
He knows he's
an alcoholic.

He just hasn't hit
bottom hard enough
to feel it.

Well, he's hitting
other people pretty good,

and he's doing a job
on his house, too.

Do you know Virginia,
father?

Yeah.
She's been here.

I understand she
used to play organ

at your church.
That was years ago.

You're an ordained
minister, right?

Uh, well...

Nowadays, I sell
recreational vehicles,

but, yeah,
I had a church...

Unifaith.

It was more
of an outdoor setup--

amphitheater
for 1,500 people.

We had a chapel, gift shop--
kind of like stuckey's--

but we got the crowds.

We had the world's tallest
illuminated cross--117 feet,

"Jesus saves" across
the top in blue neon.

At night,
you could see it

all the way
from the interstate.

Around here?

Georgia, outside
a place called Dalton,

but then I moved the show
out here and pfft--

went bankrupt.

Well, that's
fascinating.

And Ginny was
our organist.

You know that.

You must know also that
she recovered her sight.

I understand
you were there.

Yeah, and a fella
from the center here,

name of juvenal.

You see, Ginny believes
he performed a miracle on her.

A miracle.
Well, I don't...

Maybe it was just
a jolt to the head.

I don't know. See...

Her face was clean
before this happened.

Then when I looked
at her after...

There was blood
on it up here.

Maybe it was
from her nose.

She wasn't bleeding
from her nose.

I don't know.
It's not my area.

So, you want to talk
about elwin, right?

He's part of it.

This juvenal is
the other part.

I wondered if he spoke
with you about Virginia.

We're gonna have to
make it another time.

I've got volleyball
scheduled.

I'm late as it is.

Maybe I could talk
with juvenal.
Well, sure.

They said he's
not here today.

Come back anytime.

Hey, you got any clothes
you don't want,

bring 'em along.

You are a pretty
snappy dresser.

Everybody's so serious
and uptight, you know?

Like somebody
in the next room

is having a baby
or dying or something.

I mean, and, Jesus,
all they're doing

is representing
a rock 'n' roll band.

I keep thinking,
"what am I doing here?"

Making money.

You know what
my view is:

A parking lot,

out back of the
building I live in.

How much
you pay here, 8?

950.
Hmm.

Hot shots, they come in,
they take over.

I'm the one who sets up
the hospitality suite.

I do all the shit work.

I go get the heinekens,

you know, vodka, mix, scotch,
a nice cheese tray.

You know, lay it all out.

Which one is this?
Which group?

Flaming dogs.

A bunch of shitheads.

Never heard of them.

You have to be
just into puberty.

They wear--

well, you'd love this,
actually.

They wear
these sort of...

Skintight
snakeskin-style jumpsuits

cut down to their pubic hair,
you know what I mean?

Showing off their
skinny white bodies.

I mean... White.

It's 2 brothers,
Toby and abbott,

and 4 other creepy guys I think
they got from an institution.

You're not happy.
You should quit.

Yeah...well...
I did.

Not in so many words,
but...

You know who's
a happy girl?

Virginia worrel.

I know. She called me.

Did she? I didn't know
you were that close.

Well, you know, I think
she called everyone she knows.

Getting your sight
restored, that's heavy.

Yeah. She tell you
about this guy juvenal?

She was asking me
about makeup,

like I'm some kind of
an expert or something.

What'd she say
about him?

I told her she should try
some mascara, you know,

and tried to tell her
how to apply it

without saying...
Her eyes,

like if I said "your eyes,"
she'd go blind again.

It was...

Pretty weird.

What'd she say
about juvenal?

Said he was cute and...

Clean-cut looking,
which would be a switch.

Wanna meet him?

I don't know. Why?

I tried to see him
4 times.

It's like they're
trying to hide him.

So I figured,
"what the heck?

I'll betcha Virginia
spoke to him."

So I called her.
Sure enough,

she went to see him.

They had quite a talk.

See, Virginia believes
he healed her.

Why not? It's better
than thinking

it's your husband
beating on you.

She tell you
he'd spent time

in a monastery?
Don't think so.

He was a monk,
a franciscan monk

for 7 years someplace
down in the Amazon.

He come back
after 4 years,

then he quit the order.

Why would he quit
the order?

I don't know.

Maybe something about it
irritated him,

like Audrey hepburn
in the nun's story, or...

I'm thinking
all this time

he's down in Brazil
healing people,

and the head franciscan
gets jealous.

People coming
from all over.

They're getting cured.

Pretty soon they're
setting up stands,

they're selling
juvee relics,

religious items...

See what I'm saying?

Well, yeah, I ought to.
I worked for you long enough.

All right.
Maybe, just maybe,

this juvenal is
the genuine article.

What would you
think about that?

Gee, I don't know, bill.
What if he is?

Are you curious,
or not?

You want to get out
of the r.V. Business,

wasting your talent
selling motor homes.

You understand, I can't
do a study on him.

The priest there
at the center

knows about unifaith,

so he's suspicious.

Also, there's
the "anonymous" part

of alcoholics anonymous
to deal with.

These people wouldn't
give you his last name.

I'm wondering,

how'd you like to
join up for a few days?

What, me?

Do you know how many
of these I drink?

Maybe 2 a week.

You could fake it.

Act hung over. You know,
shake a little bit.

You mean pretend I have
some kind of an ailment?

Like what?
We'll think
of something.

So how do I get in,
pretend I'm an alcoholic?

Usually there's
a waiting time...

Unless the person
comes in

in really bad shape.
How long?

Have a drink.

Finish the bottle.

What the heck,
we'll get you another.

Although, I think
it might be quicker

to switch...

To, say, vodka.

Well, you mean tonight?

You want me to
go in there smashed?

File number 7753047.

California penal code
240, 241, 242,

assault and battery.

You people
back there,
take a seat.

Father navaroli,

would you tell us
what happened, please?

Well, it was at
the 10:00 mass,

right after
the offertory.

We were singing
the sanctus--

the what?

You were singing
"holy, holy, holy."

Prosecutor:
Mr. Murray.

I'm asking him a question
as a right of counsel.

Mr. Murray, if you are
representing yourself,

you may cross-examine,
sir,

when it is your turn.

Proceed.

Exactly what
did he say?

He said, "this is not
the holy sacrifice of the mass.

This is a clown show."

He goes, "this
is a clown show."

Uh, "it's a mockery."

Then he pulled
my stole--

he pulled it from me,
then pushed me,

knocking me down.

He tripped on
his microphone cord.

Mr. Murray,

you've been told, sir.

Your honor--

wait till we're finished.

I think it's open to question
whether you are qualified

to sit in judgment
on this particular matter,

considering the fact
that you were excommunicated

by your church,
your honor,

following the recent
circumstances

of your divorce
and remarriage.

I have been patient
with you.

This is a misdemeanor
court hearing

on an assault
and battery charge.

You will not open
your mouth again.

Is that clear?

Let the record show that
you are now speaking to me

in a subjective
and emotional fit of anger.

You are in contempt,

and you are remanded to
the custody of the bailiff.

I want a jury trial.

It's my right,
and you know it.

Outrage! Outrage!

What are you gonna do,
shoot 'em?

Outrage! Outrage!

Go ahead,
shoot 'em.

Outrage! Outrage!

Hey, guys.

Hey!

How you doing?

Hey.

Hi.
Hi.

May I join you?

Sure.

Yeah?

You're Lynn,
aren't you?

Yeah. How'd
you know?

I'm juvenal. I'm
on the staff here.

You came in
early this morning.

You look great,
you know?

How do you feel?

Well...not too bad.
A little, you know, fuzzy.

Hey, juvee,
we got a staff meeting

in 10 minutes.

Ok, I'll
be there.

Your eyes
are clear.

You have
pretty eyes.

Wow. All the compliments.
I'm not used to it.

You don't look like
you've been drinking,

I mean, too heavily.

I thought it wasn't
the amount that you went by.

No, you're right,
it's not,

but after a while,
it shows.

So, what are you
doing here?

Are you--
are you hiding?

From what?

I don't know.
I'm just asking.

Oh. I thought that
you were being funny.

No. I'm curious.
What are you doing here?

Well, isn't this a...

Place to dry out?

Yeah...

But you're not
an alcoholic.

I'm not?
No.

That's funny.
The doctor and the nurse,

they didn't seem
to question it.

Come on, tell me.

Tell you what?

You are hiding.

From what?

You've got it
turned around.

You're the one
that's hiding,

and I came to find you.

Father donahue, hi.

I want you to meet
father nestor.

He's franciscan.
Both: How do you do?

He's the pastor
out at St. isidore.

I told him about
the center,

so he took up
a special collection

last Sunday
after mass.

Well, we certainly
appreciate it, father.

$82. I also told him

you'd take a couple
minutes of your time

to tell him about
your work around here.

I'm gonna run upstairs
and say hi to juvee.

He's out.
No, he's not.

I called.
He knows I'm coming.

Lynn: Yeah,
that's bill hill.

Virginia and I both
used to work for him.

And he put you
up to it? Why?

Hey, there you are.

Hi.
Hey, August.

This is Lynn.
Have a seat.

Want a cup
of coffee?

No. I don't
drink coffee.

So, what'd
you do now?

Here's an article
with a picture.

Oh, that's nice.

August is head of
a group called outrage,

and they demonstrate
a lot.

This is about
him getting arrested.

What was it,
disturbing the peace?

Assault.

You hit this
father navaroli?

No, I didn't hit him.

I just tried to hand him
some pamphlets.

Outrage is the name
of your group?

Organization unifying
traditional rites

as god expects.

They go around

breaking up
guitar masses.

We're trying to restore
traditional forms of worship.

Are you
a catholic?

No. I used to be married
to a sort of a...One...

But he never
went to church.

August likes Latin.

He doesn't like
the mass in English.

How is the gray army
of the holy spirit?

It's gray army
of the holy ghost,

and we're doing great.

We got over
a hundred members now,

most of whom will be out
at St. isidore Sunday.

Did you get
your invitation?

Yeah, I did.

I don't think I can
make it, though.

I told father nestor
you'd be there.

I know, but things
come up around here.

Sunday's a bad day.

How do you dedicate
6 years of your life to god

and then just
throw it all away?

I didn't throw it away.

I was into that, and now
I'm into something else.

Helping drunks?

What should I be
doing, August?

I don't have
to tell you that.

I'm gonna
get back to work,

but why don't you two
stay and talk?

No, no. Father nestor's
waiting on me.

I'm gonna tell him
you're gonna be there.

Listen, I'm gonna
pick you up.

Now, I'll see you
Sunday.

Bye. It was nice
meeting you.

Well, why don't you
tell me about juvenal

when you guys used
to live in Brazil?

You know,
the juvenal story.

What do you think
about that as a title?

Either that,
or miracle worker.

Oh, my. I think I have to go
to the bathroom again.

Why didn't you go when
we were back there?

I did.
I have to go again.

Once the urge comes,

there's nothing
I can do about it.

Father, I'm talking
about juvenal.

Now, you were in
itaporanga quite a while

before he got
down there, right?

Shh, shh. It's pronounced
"Ee-ta-peer-ahnga."

Yes, yes. I was there
for many, many years.

So, you helped
him along.

You showed him
the ropes.

I was in Sao piodecimo,
and he was--

most of the time,

he was at convento
De nossa senhora in nazare.

You knew him
though, right?

The doctor says a parasite
in my intestine

causes the dysentery.

I could have it
for years.

No. I want you
to tell me

about the first time
you met juvenal

and when
the miracles started

and the first time
you saw blood.

I...hope
we're almost there.

Oh, oh, oh, oh...

Oh, oh, oh...

I used to hide them
in the garage...

Different places--
the shrubs even--

which is why I was always
cutting the grass.

In my apartment,
when I'd clean up--

about once a month--

I'd reach under
the couch,

and I'd drag out
all these bottles.

You ever reach
under there,

and you come out
with...

One you had
forgotten about?

And then you put it
on the table

next to about
half a fifth

you got left?

Set for the day.

That was
a good feeling.

They usually don't talk
that much about drinking

or d.T.'S

unless a new resident's
asking questions

or there's somebody
they wanna impress.

Like me?

Hmm. So this
is your office?

I use this one
if I have duty.

I can hear better
if anyone freaks out.

My room's
down the hall.

Oh.

Well, I won't
bother you.

No. Sit down.

You want to ask me
something, don't you?

Yeah. Yeah.

Aren't you
a little irritated?

I mean, I tell you
I've come here

to find out about you,

and you're not
mad or anything.

Well, I haven't told you
anything, either.

You and your friend
bill hill--

well, that reminds me.

You were a Baton twirler
in a religious service?

Well, it wasn't exactly
during the service.

I whirled a little
while the choir was singing--

me and another girl--

but the part of the service
that was the real feature

is reverend Bobby forchet
would come out,

and he'd heal people.

What, you want me to
ask you how he did it?

No. It was fake,

at least, I think
most of it was, anyway.

I don't know. Maybe Bobby
healed some of them.

Do you think
that's possible?

Well, why not?

Do you heal people?

I guess so.

How do you do it?

I don't know.

I mean, it's not
something I can explain.

Wow. This is weird,
you know it?

I mean, you're
actually telling me,

like, if I had
something wrong with me--

a disease or something--
that you could cure it?

Is there something
you're worried about?

Well...

I'm not sure.

I guess maybe
I'm worried, yeah,

but I don't know
if I should be.

You were gonna tell me
you have a lump,

maybe a tumor,

and if it's malignant,
would I do something.

Was it to test me
or to shock me?

I don't know.
Maybe both.

Well, if you're worried,

take my word,
your breasts are ok.

Well...this is a new one
I'll have to figure out.

Don't try so hard.
I'll be back.

Arnold's having
a bad time.

[Whimpering]

[Ring]

Bill: Hill's motor home
and siding.

Thank you for calling.

I'm getting out of here
tonight. Pick me up.

Lynn, what's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.
Nothing's wrong.

It's just that I want
to get out of here.

You spoke to him
already?

Yes. I talked to him,
and h-he's real.

He knows things.

I've done my job,
and now I want to leave.

What happened?
Did he do something?

Did he heal
somebody?

Listen--listen, I've got
to get off the phone.

Ok, just pick me up
in 40 minutes, ok?

And...get me
a bottle of spumante.

Juvenal?

[Water running]

Juvenal?

Oh, my god.

You mean there were
nails in his hands?

No, like, wounds.

Like from nails,
you know?

And a cut
on his side.

It was...

What did he say?

Nothing. He just
looked at me.

Was he in pain?

No, I don't think so.

He seemed...
Like he was sad.

He was just...Quiet.

He didn't
say anything?

No.

No, well, you know,
he said my name.

I remember hearing it
now as I ran out.

Maybe he wanted you
to help him.

Help him?

But help him what,
put band-aids on?

He had the same
wounds Jesus had!

Do you think he
wanted me to help him?

Somebody at the center
must know.

I can't imagine
a priest not knowing.

What, you mean
like if he had scars?

He'd have to.

If a wound
keeps opening,

there's got
to be a scar.

But if it's a miracle,

why does there have to be
anything natural about it?

Who said that? Did I
say miracle? You did.

[Telephone rings]
Yeah, that's right.

You see people
walking around every day

with crucifixion wounds.

[Ring]

Yeah, what?

I really don't
have time for this.

Just say it.

Fine. That's--yes.
Yeah, all right.

Bye. See you.

That was Artie.

He's taking
the early flight.

I got to pick him up
at the airport.

I thought you quit.

I did. I just have to
give him my records.

Wait a minute.

You've been talking about
going to St. isidore tomorrow,

seeing juvenal,
seeing what's going on

with this weird
gray ghost guy.

You witnessed something.

Few living people
have seen a miracle.

Now you tell me these
rock 'n' roll records

you have to give Artie
are more important?

Business records...

Not records records.

They're called cds now,
you know, by the way.

Look, it's 1:00, right?

1:00, St. isidore,
I have a road map,

and I'll meet you there.

What's this Artie like?

What have you
got in mind?

You hear a lot
about a guy,

you like to meet him
face to face.

He's a music promoter.

You know, everything
he says ends in "but."

He says, "blah
blah blah, but..."

You know.

What are you looking
at me like that for?

I'm concerned about you.

You feel all right?

I feel fine.

You're afraid to meet him,
aren't you? Juvenal?

No, I'm not.
I'm not afraid.

I'm just nervous,
that's all.

There's something
about you...

That's different.

What do you expect?
I just got out

of an alcohol
treatment center.

Well, just help me
with presentation, then.

Yeah. Ok.

No, I am not going
to help you

with presentation,
Artie.

Now, I have
a vacation.

Remember?
I'm on vacation.

I have one coming.
I'm gonna hang up

before I catch
that new kind of aids.

Hearing aids.

The kind you get from
listening to assholes.

A vacation? But--

no. I'm not going to
discuss business, ok?

You do that.

You going to church?

Somebody get married,
or did I miss something?

I don't want
to be late.

A prompt man...

Is a lonely man.

Did you just make that up,
or were you saving it?

I was saving it.

Oh, god.

[Congregation singing hymn
in Latin]

Hi.

Thanks.

♪ Amen ♪

blessed be god...

Blessed be
his holy name...

All: Blessed be
his holy name...

Blessed be Jesus Christ...

True god and true man...

Blessed be
his most sacred heart...

[Whispers] Bathroom.

All: Blessed be
his most sacred heart...

Ohh.

Please be seated.

Let's get
some air.

As we continue
our consecration,

let us ask the holy ghost
to bless this special day.

What--

look over there.

What's going on?

I don't know.

Murray: Have a seat.

There you go.

There you go.

Suffer
the little children.

That's right.
Come on up here.

Thank you.
Thank you, sister.

Ok...

[Toilet flushes]

Father nestor
will be right back,

but while we have a moment,

I'd like to introduce you
to a remarkable young man

who's dedicated
a good portion of his life

serving in the jungles
of Brazil on the Amazon.

Juvenal?

I, um...

I began my work...

[Gasps]
Richie!

My god!

[Camera clicking]

Stop that!

What is
going on?

Hey! Hey!

Oh, my god.

[Camera clicking]

Richie,
come back here!

What's on
his head?

Did you
see that?

What was that?

Juvenal?

Murray: Distribute
the pamphlets.

Distribute the pamphlets,
men. Come on.

Pass out the pamphlets.

Distribute the pamphlets.

Come on, everybody.

This does not
look like blood.

It's blood.
You saw it on him,

and you saw it
on the kid.

Yeah, I saw it, but to
the readers, in the paper,

it's going to look
like a dark blob.

Then you tell them
it's blood.

You tell them this is
what blood looks like.

"Suddenly, his hands
began to bleed.

"Blood flowed out,
as if nails

"had been driven
through his palms.

His side began to bleed,
as if by a spear."

I never saw
his side bleed.

It bled.

He is good-looking.

Who was that girl who
pulled him out, his sister?

Ok, you got
3 stories here.

You got
your stigmata story:

Miraculous marks
of Christ appear

for the first time
in 10 years

on a humble man,

one-time missionary
named juvenal.

What kind of
a name is juvenal?

It's his
franciscan name.

What's his real name?

He'll tell you if
he wants you to know.

Do you know
what it is?

Yes.
Are you going
to tell me?

It's his name.
He can tell you.
Ok, fine.

If I see him,
I'll ask him.

Second, you got
your outrage story:

The rapid growth of the
traditionalist movement.

A counterrevolution.

The return
to time-honored

ecclesiastical and
sacramental rites.

What else?

The miraculous healing
of little Richie baker.

Who's little
Richie baker?

A 10-year-old victim

of acute lymphocytic
leukemia,

a terminal illness
he's had for 2 years

until 10:25
this morning.

This baldheaded child?

Every week he goes down
to children's hospital

to get
a cobalt treatment.

Now, check it out.

How do you
know he's cured?

Check it out.

Actually, it's
not my real name.

My real name
is Charlie Lawson.

Charlie?

Come on.

There was
a Saint Charles.

Yeah?
What did he do?

I don't know.
Probably got martyred.

[Chuckles]

Well, how on earth
did you get "juvenal"?

Well, when you
go into the order,

you pick 3 names.

I liked Raphael
or Anthony,

but they
showed me a list,

said pick
something else.

I said, "I don't know.
I guess juvenal."

Do you think
it's all right?

I mean, stigmata blood
going in the wash?

Yeah. It's my blood.

I don't see
anything unusual.

Mmm.
This is weird.

I mean, after everything
that happened,

all those people
and what they must
be thinking,

and we just sit here.

All this blood that
pours out of you,

you don't
even get excited.

I was numb.

Really?
Yeah.

Oh.

What was it like
the first time?

It was a little boy
that was crippled.

This was in Brazil?

Yeah.

He came
in the streets,

and I don't know why,
but I...

I touched him.

I was scared.

And I knew in that moment

that something was going to
happen, and I wanted to run.

I felt something wet.

I thought the boy
was bleeding,

then I looked down
and saw...

My hands.

Can I see
your hands?

Yeah.

Wow. You always
have those?

No. They go away.

So, what do you
think?

Think this is god
doing this to you,

or...

I don't know.

I mean, it could be
psychophysiological.

You know, like when
we're sad, we cry;

we get mad, there's
a physical reaction.

You know,
if my mind's causing it,

then it's psychosomatic.

If god's doing it,
then it's supernatural.

What did the other
franciscans say?

My superiors?

Yeah.

Well, they said
to keep quiet about it.

They didn't want another
lourdes or Fatima.

You know,
the carnival atmosphere.

You must wonder a lot:
Why you, huh?

Yeah. Once in a while.

I used to all the time.

Can i--can I ask you
a question?

Sure.

Oh, never mind.

I've been asking
too many as it is.

I can wait.

I got to get back
pretty soon, anyway.

So you...You going to
come finish your cure?

No. I dried out.

But I can take you.

You were going
to ask me something.

Hmm?

Bet that had to do with...

Do I go out with girls,
or do I like girls,

or am I sort of
strange or celibate

for religious reasons?

Something like that?

Wow. Is that
part of it?

I mean, you know what
people are thinking?

No. You know
how to do it?

You listen to people

instead of thinking what
you're going to say next.

That's all.
You learn things.

Like the other day
in your office.

No. I just had a feeling
you were going to test me.

I said your breasts
were ok.

I could have sworn

you were going to
say something,

only you didn't.

Ha ha!

Yeah, I was gonna
say something, like...

You know, "just ok?"

"Give you a look?" You know,
but I mean kidding.

Why didn't you?

I didn't want to sound
like a smartass.

No, it wouldn't
have been smartass.

It would have been
funny.

So why did you touch me?

Why not? We were talking
about your breasts.

Oh, there's
the worrels'.

Elwin's straightened
right up.

Yeah, I know.
Ginny told me.

She watches him.
She loves him.

Ok, I'll ask.

Well, so,

you got a hang up
about girls, or what?

No, no. I like girls.

You were married,
what, 5 years?

4.

4 1/2, actually.

Well, you know
something I don't.

I bleed from 5 wounds
and heal people,

but I've never
been in love.

Isn't that something?

Look...

I'm the one
brought you into this.

I want to know
what's going on.

You spent the whole day
at your place doing what?

He took a shower.

What do you mean?

Like, did I seduce him
or something?

What did you
talk about?

We talked about
all kinds of things.

I don't know.
He's a very normal person.

Yeah. He's very normal.

A person whose hands
start dripping blood.

Oh, not just his hands,
remember?

I washed his clothes.

Why?

You washed
his clothes?

Why didn't you
save them?

What was he supposed to wear,
something of mine?

I don't think
you understand

what you got here.

You want lunch?
Let's order something.

What you got here
is like a light.

You cannot keep it
under a bushel.

You want
to exploit him.

Not exploit. Expose.
Get the word out.

Such as?

I'm thinking about TV.

I got a nice in at kqrd.

I--i sold them
some honey wagons.

What, you think they're
going to pay you money

to put juvenal on TV?

I don't know.

You hadn't thought it out
quite that far, though, yet,

had you? It's...

Not that kind of TV.

Well, if you think
I'm going to help you

put him into some sort
of a religious freak show,

you're full of shit, bill.

Who said--
did I say freaks?

I hate that word.

Did I say something
about freaks?

Hey, bill,
you know what?

Stuff your lunch.
I don't work for you.

I don't have to take
that tone of voice, either.

Lynn!

[Screaming]

Murray: Agapetus,
a youth of 15 years,

was brought before
the governor of palestrina.

[Sizzling]

Condemned for being
a Christian...Flogged...

Placed
in a foul dungeon...

Had hot coals
put on his head...

Boiling water
poured over him...

His jaw broken...

Yet to every inquiry,
he responded...

I am a Christian!

He was taken
to the stadium

in the presence
of all Rome,

led before
the wild beasts.

The lions, ravenous with hunger,
approached agapetus,

yet they would not harm him.
Agapetus said...

Let the breaking of bones
and the tearing of limbs,

let the grinding
of the whole body

come upon me, be it so.

Only may I win
Jesus Christ.

When the lions
refused to eat him,

the governor,
seeing this,

had a seizure
and died on the spot.

Agapetus
was finally beheaded.

But not before
the example

of his resolution

had converted
the tribune anastasius.

You are really
into this, aren't you?

Do you know the story
of Saint Agatha?

No.

Upon resisting
the advances of quintanian,

the governor of sicily,

she had her flesh
tore with iron hooks,

her breasts cut off,

and she was thrown
onto fiery coals

whereupon a giant,
violent earthquake

shook the town of catania.

That's quite a story.

Did they rape her?

After tearing
her flesh away?

I don't think so.

What I'm trying
to say, augie--

do you mind if
I call you augie?

It's ok.
I'm trying to say
we don't have to be

on opposite sides
of this juvenal thing.

You have
an interest in him.

I respect that.

He listens to you.

We're on
the same side here.

What side is that?

Being men of the cloth,
so to speak,

we want the same thing--
get the word out.

See, that's what
surprised me most

about this article.

Your name being
not even mentioned

after bringing it
all about.

I know. They didn't use any
of the pictures I gave them.

Worst of all, there's not even
one mention of Richie baker,

after all that kid's
been through.

If they ever mention me,

it's all--it's usually
in a derogatory way.

Do you have the prints

of these pictures
you took?

Yes.
Good pictures.

You have your
own darkroom here?

Mm-hmm. In the back.

Just excellent.

May I keep these?

That's what
they're for.

And this...

"Miracle worker
of the Amazon."

You did this?
You researched this?

Yes.
It's good.

I could help you.

I could
proofread these...

It's all
a matter of tone.

You know?

Right.

Remission?!

Remission,
your ass.

I can tell
by looking at him.

I'm his mother.

F-u-z. Fuzz.
I am rubbing fuzz.

See?

I told you.
I told you

they wouldn't
believe you.

I am not raising
false hopes!

There's nothing false
about 'em!

Get me the daily press.

I know what
you're going through.

Maybe I can help you.

You know why
I said I'd talk to you.

Because you're
a friend of Lynn's.

I wondered how close
you two were.

I'm protective
like an uncle.

Well, I just wondered.

She said to me, if god
has given him this gift,

why would
he keep it secret?

I tried to explain
it to her.

I told her
you work here

because it's an ideal place
to remain anonymous,

if that's what you want.

Why can't I stay
the way I am?

Because the news people
won't let you.

They've caught
a glimpse of you.

They're not going
to let you go

until they've
picked you apart.

I think you'd want to
step out into the world more.

See what you've been
missing for 7 years.

Get a taste of life.

Father donahue suggested

he and I go down
and talk to them,

issue some kind
of statement.

You're gonna have to do
something like that

just to be nice,

but I'm thinking, what if
you were in a position

to tell your own story
personally to everybody?

Take as much time
as you want.

What, on television?

That's part of it.
Publishing, also.

People like something

they can hold
in their hands,

put beside their bed,

reread when they're
feeling down. You know?

Get the true meaning
of a book, yes?

Get your story out.

What is my story?

Touching people.

You touch people,
they change.

I don't mean just
the sick and the infirm.

Don't you know that?

Take Lynn, for instance.

She's changed.

What do I have to do?

Murray: Look at her.

She's a little old,
but not too bad.

Damn, look what
she made me do!
Who?

That runt! That reporter!
The other one.

There's not a word
in there about outrage!

I gave her the entire story!

Not a word about
the gray army!

Yeah, I thought juvenal
might've said something,

if he's supposed
to be so tuned in,

or whatever you call it,
sympathetic.

It's not his fault.
I can't get near him.

It's that alcoholic priest
down there.

He literally pushed me away.

He said, "juvenal's
got stuff to do."

I said, "damn right
he's got stuff to do--

"for the church,
not for a bunch
of stinking drunks."

You want this?

There was a robbery
at save-rite.

Caught the guys.

There's robberies
around here all the time.

They get their pictures
in the paper
with their stupid hats on.

Bunch of punk hillbilly
kids smiling.

Do you know
why they're smiling?

They're going to be out
in a couple days going,

"hey, what are we going
to break into next?"

I'll tell you what,

I hope they come
around here.

This is my dad's Smith
and Wesson .38 commando.

I hope they try to get
in that door there.

You wouldn't actually
shoot anybody, would you?

Hey, if he was
coming in here

to take something of
mine, you're damn right.

I'd shoot to kill.

If god wants to have
mercy on their souls,

that's up to him.

But i'd
shoot to kill.

I understand how busy
miss lusanne must be,

and I appreciate
you taking the time,

but it's important
that I speak to her
in person.

A lot has happened
since I first called,

and you couldn't
see me, huh?

What have you got?

Ok, he raised his hands...

Like the crucified Christ,

and blood poured
from his palms

onto the altar.

And all over the kid,
it looks like.

Well, the boy was
gonna die of cancer

until juvenal
touched him.

Who says?
The kid says.

The mom says.
I talked to his mom.

In fact,
I represent her, also.

Beautiful woman.
Name of antoinette.

His mom...

What does she do?

Would you believe it?

Richie's mom is
a topless dancer.

Wait right here.

I'll be right back.

[Birds chirp]

[Knocking]

Hi.
Hey.

Well, you found it ok.

Sure, I was
here before.
Oh, yeah.

Well, I was surprised
when you called.

Well, I had to
get out of there.

You know,
reporters and TV.

Newspaper people

were taking over
the coffee shop.

It's not the reason
I came, though.

I know.

I came 'cause
I wanted to see you.

In fact, you want
to know the truth?

Yeah.

I was dying to see you.

I was dying, too.

I couldn't get
to you fast enough.

Well, let's
go inside, ok?

Wait.

We'll do a sidebar
doc segment first,

bring on Richie
and his mom,

a theologian,

maybe a psychiatrist,

and then I'll go
one on one with juvenal.

Yeah. This is
a gentle person.

I think he deserves
the full time slot.

Maybe we should go
outside the studio.

Your studio's good.

It's homey.
It's comfortable feeling.

It's, you know,
not too controversial.

Controversy...

Is my oxygen.

It's the air
I breathe.

People schedule
their day

around my show.

Now, where is he?

Well, you get
the time slot,

I'll deliver juvenal.

And why don't you leave
the psychiatrist out of it?

Just talk to juvenal.

Why don't we leave you
out of it instead?

I got it.

Why don't you talk
to the kid,

his go-go mom,
the doctor,

theologian, the psychiatrist
one week, huh?

Set it up.

Next week, have juvee on
for the full half-hour.

What do I talk to him about
for a full half-hour?
Whatever you want.

Then when there's
10 minutes to go,
you know what happens?

Tell me.

In front of
50 million people,

if your network's
any good...

And do its promotional work,

juvee gets the stigmata.

He bleeds from his 5 wounds.

He heals the cripple
of your choice

live on national television.

The competition is fierce.

Here's the chance to see
your ratings shoot up

from fifth to first.

What if
he doesn't produce?

What if you had
Julio iglesias on,

and he couldn't sing?

Look, if you'd rather see him
on another network,

just let me know right now.

Lynn: You know what?

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Either way, any way
you say it, I knew it.

I wasn't prepared
to say it,

but I love you so much
I can't believe it,

like, it can't be happening.

No, it is happening.

I'm pretty sure it is.

Yeah, it's happening.

I can feel it.

We're lucky.

Right now, we are.

You sound very solemn.

Yeah. I got to watch that.

You know, the most important
thing you can do in life

is to not take it
too seriously.

I wrote that down.

Why?

Because it's true.

Errol Flynn said it
in this movie,

escape me never,
with ida lupino.

It was on TV.

Well,
all I'm trying to say

is that being serious

doesn't mean
you have to be solemn.

But you're not
just someone,

some guy.

Sure, I am.

I'm Charlie Lawson.

Nobody's called me that
in a long time.

You wanna?
You can call me Charlie.

You were
in a religious order.

I left.

Priests leave all
the time, get married.

It doesn't seem
to bother anyone.

God, I'm lying here
with you.

The same
as Christ's wounds.

Do you realize...

Try to put yourself
in my place.

Would you like to look
at it from over here?

I like your outfit.

[Lynn laughs]

Can I ask you
a question?

What have you got on,

nothing?

Is this how
people talk?

You know, I don't know
if there's a book on it.

Can I ask you one?

Sure.

Have you met
antoinette baker yet?

The mother? Yeah.

She and Richard came by.

Everybody calls him Richie,

but he doesn't like it.

I called him Richard

and saw his face light up.

It's not what you were
going to ask me, though.

You're scary,
you know that?

Have I ever made love
before to anyone?

Why couldn't you
ask me that?

You don't have
to tell me.

No, her name was, uh,

Annie.

We spent the night
together in a motel.

Did you like her?

Yeah, yeah, I liked her.

We met in a bar downtown.

She was a prostitute.
Oh.

I didn't know it
at the time.

She was nice-looking
and funny.

And you spent
the night with her?

I was drunk.

Well, I don't mean that
as an excuse.

I was very curious
about the girl,

about going to bed
with her and all,

finding out
what it was like.

About being drunk--
during that period

after I walked out
of the order

and left St. augustine--

I was drunk most of
the time for 3 weeks.

I can't imagine
you drunk.

That's why I went
to sacred heart.

Father donahue
straightened me out

in about 3 days.

I've never been
jealous before.

It's a new feeling.

You know,

having something
you want so much,

you're afraid
it's going to end,

something's
going to happen.

Like what?

I don't know.
Something.

Bill: Ok?
Kathy: What is this?

It's a list
of titles

published on angels
and--hello?--Saints

in the last 2 years alone.
35 titles!

We're talking
a cottage industry here,

second only
to serial killers.

Don't get me started.
And it's all yours.

You get
exclusive access.

Juvenal as told to
Kathy Worthington.

Aren't you sweet?
What do you get?

90% of everything.

That's outrageous.

That's america.

We're talking
4, 500 thou.

Mm-mmm.

75%, it's a deal.

Your paper

has a publishing
output deal, yes?

Yes, but I'd have
to talk to him first.

That's no problem.

Big problem.

Every reporter in this city
wants to talk to him.

Yeah.

How about I tell you
where he is?

Oh, I'm one giant ear hole.

Yeah, but you know,

don't listen to
anything he tells you.

Why not?

He's a con artist.

Ha.

He's your friend.

Yeah, but he's still
a con artist.

You'll end up
with nothing.

He hasn't offered me
anything.

See?
What do you think,

he's getting you
into this for free?

He sold them
a package,

and he's making
all the money.

Now, I know this

because he asked me
to be his partner.

Tell him you'll do it.

What? I don't
understand you at all.

He's using you.

No, he's not using me
if I let him.

I'm agreeing to it.

But you don't
hide out for years

and then
suddenly decide

to go on
national television.

You're worried about people
taking advantage of me.

How can they,
if I don't make any claims?

But you don't
know people.

You rock their boat,

their beliefs,
and they come after you.

[Doorbell rings]

Lynn: That's
probably him now.

Hey, don't--don't--
don't answer it.

[Laughs]

Kathy: Hi!
You're Lynn.

I'm Kathy Worthington.
How are you?

Caught your act Sunday.
Not bad.

So... here you are.

Have you two known
each other long?

We sort of grew up
together.

You did, really?
Where?

Right here.

Are you serious?

Yeah,
isn't he cute?

I could just
eat him alive.

So, are you two
living together?

We're dating.

Yeah, and how's
that going?

You serious?
Boy, are we.

We're getting married.

We are?

Isn't that
what you do?

Well, I haven't even
thought about it yet.

Um, forgive me,
but don't you think

it would be kind of odd
being married to a, uh,

a stigmatist
or a stigmatic?

Help me out here.
I don't know which one.

Juvenal: Either one.
Ok.

Well, if it's strange--

what, are you kidding?

He's a really neat guy.

Oh, he's neat.

That's great for you.

I just hate to think
what's going to happen to him

when he gets on television.

Oh, you're going
to do a talk show?

Yeah. Debra lusanne.

Debra lusanne. Mmm.

Do you know

what you're gonna
get yourself into there?

Juvenal:
Is it like Oprah?

You've not seen it?

Well, the good thing
about it

is that Debra's
never seen juvee,

so they're even.

Ok, I think you're being

just a little bit
naive here.

And I actually wanted
to get into this topic.

Why are you allowing
yourself to be so used

and exploited?

Well, he isn't
if he knows it...

And he knows
what's going on.

Richie, look.

It's uncle juvenal.

Well, look at it
this way.

You get not only an instrument
of divine Providence,

but one that's in love

and living with a popular
young record promoter.

Nooo!

God, what are you
doing to me?!

What?
Greg, come here!

Damn!

Greg: Uh,
is this legal?

Come on.
Ok.

Get your camera
ready.

Yo, oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh!

Greg: Are you ok?

Damn chair!

Be careful.

[Greg grunting]

[Click]

The path to
salvation!

Move closer
to god.

You can
be saved.

No, no.
Did you smell
that guy?

Support now
or suffer later.

Yeah, that was
in itaporanga.

Sure. I-t-a-p...

Yeah. I'll have to talk
to you later, Kathy.

How'd you
get in here?

They keep you pretty
well hid, don't they?

You got something
to hide?

Oh, that's right,
I forgot, you do.

Where's the...

Down the hall
to your right.

"A wicked and
adulterous generation

"will seeketh
the sign.

But no sign will be
given unto them."

Sound familiar?

Yeah. Jesus
was speaking

about the pharisees
and sadducees, August.

My point exactly.

Bill hill and his friend,
that--that woman.

Let me ask you this.

Do they make a condom
that protects the soul?

Well, I thought you and
bill were working together.

Is that
what he told you?

Is that how he used you?

Look at this.

Make a nice little couple,
don't they?

Did they tell you
about their operation

down in Georgia: Unifaith?

Yeah, Lynn told me.

Maybe you should
think about that.

They told me
you'd snuck in here.

Get out.
You get out.

Get out.
I've called security.

What about nestor?

I know where
to find him.

Mmm.

What do you mean,
he's not there?

He left. Something
about August Murray.

You know, the guy
in the uniform.

Father donahue
was really upset.

Juvenal said it was
best he leave.

She didn't tell you?

Bill hill.

Did you try to
call my office?

I'm trying
to find Lynn.

Well, Lynn,
she's on vacation.

She mentioned you.

You, too. That's
what I'm wondering.

I'm trying to find her.

You know how
to keep a dog

from humping
your leg?

She don't answer
her phone.

Pick up the dog
and suck its dick.

Ha ha.

Artie, now that
I got you here,

I represent juvenal.
I think you know that.

He sings, too?
Even better.

You know gregorian chants?
Big seller 2 years back.

It's like rap music.
It is.

It's religious rap music.

It's guys in hoods
mumbling to slow music.

Keep talking.

No overhead, zero.

You get some
obscure recording,

recycle something
from the archives.

Mm-hmm.
Tell them
it's from Brazil.

Put juvee's face
on the cover, boom.

[Cell phone rings]

You know how many units
the pope sold?

2.5.
Exactly.

But he toured.
I got to take this.

[Ring]

Yeah?

I'm there now.

You been drinking again?

"Why?"

'Cause you're not
complaining, that's why.

Uh, call--
call my office.

All right?

Artie?

There's somebody
you should meet.

I'll call you.

Yeah, ok.

♪ So we say you ♪

♪ we can't find you ♪

♪ I died in my teens ♪

♪ I died in my teens ♪

♪ I died ♪

[knocking]

♪ I died ♪

hi, Ginny.

Can I come in?

I know he's here.

Now, why would he be here?

Where else would he be?

Come on in.

Thanks.

Nice outfit.

You going out?

That's the way she dresses
all the time now.

Elwin?

Would you please

get a beverage
for our guest?

What would you
like?

Virginia: Is that
the picture?
Lynn: Yeah.

You found me.

Lynn, I...

That dress?

That's the dress
that I bought

to go to St. isidore in.

That--that's the outfit
that bill was wearing.

Good lord, juv.

Is this the picture
you were talking about?

August Murray did this.

Even a blind person
can see it's a fake.

Honey, didn't they have
photos where you were?

What did they do,
draw in the dirt?

Juv, I was worried sick
looking all over for you.

Wouldn't have mattered
if it was true.

Well, it wasn't.

There's something
you should know.

What you two need to do

is get away from here

and all these people,

and I know
just the place.

Let's...

Go away someplace.

Yeah.

♪ These things
I've learned without you ♪

♪ you've never been gone ♪

♪ call on me,
and I shall die ♪

♪ how do you do
when I'm not around? ♪

♪ how do you do
when I'm not around? ♪

♪ how do you do
when I'm not around? ♪

♪ how do you do... ♪

[click]

[Click]

So have you decided
definitely?

Yeah. I'm going
to do it.

You sure?

Well, that's part
of what I was trying

to tell you.

I told him I'd be
on the program.

I've committed.

Well, what's
the other part?

It's all over.

What is?

The healing.

The stigmata.

Well, how do you know?

You know what I did?

When? When I
was shopping?

No. This is
before we left.

After August gave me
that photo.

After what he said,

when I was confused,
I went to a mall.

You know,
the indoor ones

where they sell
jeans and candles,

stuff like that.

I walked in and saw
this palsied man

sitting there.

And i--
I went up to him.

And I touched him.

Nothing happened,

so I went
to the bathroom.

I'd bought
a little--

what do you call them?
A penknife,

like for cleaning
your fingernails.

When I came
back out,

he was still
sitting there.

And I touched
him again.

I didn't feel
anything,

but that wasn't
unusual.

I didn't feel
anything

the other times,
either.

Murray: The pharisees also
with the sadducees came

and, tempting, desired him
that he should show them

a sign from heaven.

He answered
and said unto them,

"a wicked and
adulterous generation

"seeketh after a sign,

and there shall be
no sign given unto it."

I was ashamed.

Of me?

No. Me.

I was afraid.

You know, I tested
him... god.

That's when I knew
it's over.

That's why I'm gonna
go on the show.

That's what i'm
gonna say on TV.

It's over.

What happens after,
you know?

What do we do
after the show?

Anything you want.

We don't have to
live in L.A., do we?

No.

We could move to Detroit
if you wanted.

Yuck.
Denver?

Mmm. No.

Topeka.

Des Moines.

Yeah.

I have a good feeling,

oh, a feeling spilling
over not just us...

But over everything,

spilling over everyone
I've ever known:

My parents...

Artie...

The flaming dogs...

They're not so bad.

Bill hill.

Oh, definitely,
definitely.

Poor Richie.
Everybody's calling him

"fuzzhead" now,
the other kids.

I told him don't
pay any attention

to the little
shitbirds.

Poor little guy.
[Cell phone rings]

Yeah?

Hey, i'm
talking here.

We're having
a conversation here.

You want to make
a phone call,

go to the John.

See that? I told you
you'd like her.

I've seen you
before.

You sure have.

Your label
has an account

with the club.

You come in
with those rockers

and their girls.

What are
they called?

Assistants.
Assistants.

I was wondering,
does that pay good?

Uh, 6 bills to start,

but you can work your way
up to maybe 8 or 9.

Augie. Sit down.

Augie,
antoinette.

Hello, August.
Artie, augie.

That's some mean-looking
bruise you got there.

Yeah, I bumped it.
So, any luck?

I went to the center.
They kept me out of there,

so I went to the TV station
to find what's-her-name.

I'm gonna get some answers
pretty quick,

or I'm gonna break
somebody's arms or worse.

Ah, don't do that.

There's a lot
of local talent around,

in case you're interested.

I was really surprised

to read about juvenal
and his girlfriend.

That kind of surprised
the hell out of me.

I mean, a holy person.

You don't, well, you know,
think of them making out

or even being
interested in girls.

He was very nice,
and Richie likes him a lot.

Well, I guess
he would.

He didn't strike me
as being that way,

even though you read about
priests all the time now

running off with nuns,
which is fine.

I mean, I'm not gonna
judge or condemn anybody,

providing they're not
hurting other people.

What's her name? Lynn?

Lynn Marie faulkner.

A sweet girl.
Used to work for me.

Artie could
vouch for her.

Oh, very sweet,
very nice girl.

She doesn't sleep
with the deejays.

She's a--she's got that
shiksa thing going, like you.

What can
I get you?

Bill:
Same thing.

And you?
Ginger ale.

I think it's
real cute.

A man like that should
get out more often,

find out what
life's all about.

I'm a catholic, went to
catholic schools and all.

You mean you were
a catholic,

maybe when
you were little.

No, I still am.
I was baptized one.

Do you go to mass
on Sunday?

Sometimes.

You dance naked
in a beer garden,

and you call
yourself a catholic?

Beer garden?

I believe they're called
gentlemen's clubs. Hmm?

[Both laughing]

Bill, you say you're
a friend of hers,

but she doesn't talk
to you. Where is she?

Lynn's on vacation.
She's not home.

Maybe she went
somewhere with juvenal.
I don't know.

I think that's nice,
to go off by themselves.

I was gonna say,
being a catholic--

you're not
a catholic.

Being a catholic,
I've always thought
the priests--

well, the people would
listen to priests more

if they had
a little experience,

instead of talking about sex
and marriage and things

and not knowing
a goddamn thing about it.

You don't have
to jump in the mud

to know that it gets
you dirty, lady.

Could I ask you
a personal question?

What?
How come you're
not married?

How come you're
not married?

I had a lovely wife,
Barbara Rose,

and her memory
is all I can handle.

Really, how come
you're not?

Because I
don't have time

for anything
like that.

I knew you were gonna say that
about jumping in the mud.

Women, I imagine, though,
are attracted to you.

Antoinette:
Oh, please.

I'm serious.
Don't you get

a certain number of women
attracted to your cause?

We don't allow women
in outrage.

That's the whole
goddamn trouble

with
the catholic church--

all that
boy-girl shit,

keeping them separated

so they won't have
impure thoughts

and get aroused.

[All laughing]

You ever get aroused,
August?

Come by the club sometime.
We'll check you out.

Yeah, we'll
check you out.

I got it. Augie,
put your money away.

Hey, is it
something we said?

Antoinette: "Is it
something we said?"

There's something
I gotta do.

Bill: Is that right?
Whereabouts? Can we watch?

You'll read
about it.

We can't watch?

You'll read about it
and remember

that we all
sat right here

while you were making
your clever remarks,

trying to put me on.

And remember one thing,
I warned you.

About what?
You'll read about it.

And remember, there's
nothing you can do.

Little shitbird.

Augie, come on.

Augie.

Ever play carnival?

No. What's that?

I sit on your face.

You try to guess
my weight.

Sounds interesting.

Augie.
She's hot, huh?

Yeah, hot
as a doorknob in hell.

How could you do that
to juvenal,

a holy instrument
of god?

I didn't
do anything.

You introduced them
so Lynn could ambush him

and assault his purity,

drag him down
to her depths.

What did you say you were
gonna do, get the word out?

Out of what, his pants?

I understand you're
worked up. You're upset.

What are you talking
about doing?

You, sir,
are an offense,

an odor in
the nostrils of god.

Let me say this:

It's something
I learned at a.A.

It's a shortened version
of the Serenity prayer.

Kiss my
custom-fitted ass.

Oh, my god.

Oh, your friend
August.

Ohh.

Man, can you
believe this?

I mean, this is like a band
on tour or something.

My...

Ahh.

Man, am I glad I'm not
going back to that.

They get a bug
up their ass

about some
little nothing,

and then they just--

they gotta
trash the room.

What would he have
against patsy cline?

Stigmata
is an act of god,

a stamp of approval
on the movement

to restore traditional rites
as god expects.

What are you
doing here?

You've been
contaminated.

As you rid the cripple
of his disease,

I will rid you of yours.

Well, the lettuce
is no good.

I'm not even
gonna touch it.

The mustard's fine.

You want mustard?

Sure.

[Screen door opens]

What's that?
Are you kidding?

Stigmata is
an act of god--

August, August.

Stay where you are!
Oh, my god.

What do you
have in mind?

To get her out
of the way once
and for all.

You have a mistaken idea
of what's going on here.

Out of whose way?

His.
How am I in his way?

He can do anything
he wants.

We haven't done
anything wrong,

or else I'd realize it,
wouldn't I?

You've examined
your own conscience?

I don't see how
as long as you're living
in occasion of sin.

We're talking about
my conscience, aren't we?
Not hers.

She doesn't have
a conscience.

Let's keep it simple.
Let me assure you

my conscience
is in good shape.

Why don't you think
I have a conscience?

Because you're hollow,

without a spark
of spiritual life.

I didn't fake
a photograph.

The camera doesn't lie.

August, let's sit down
and talk about this.

After, we can talk
all you want.

Give me the gun,
August.
Stay out of this!

Give me the gun.
Lynn: Give him
the fucking gun.

Just put the--

guh! Aah!

[Crunching thud]

I think I killed him.

Antoinette: Ask, and you'll
get what you want.

Isn't that what
the Bible says?

Well, we went and asked.
I'm catholic.
[Ring]

People can say and write
what they want.

All I know is that--

hey. Listen here.
Not now.

Doctors had
given up hope,

and now he's better.

Debra: Lou Wells
has prepared

a background segment
on the juvenal phenomenon.

Wells: Brother juvenal,
formerly Charles Lawson,

served 6 years
as a franciscan

in itaporanga, Brazil,

where the first
of the miracles occurred,

and again more recently
at a church consecration

arranged by August Murray,

self-styled leader

of the gray army
of the holy ghost,

whose goal is to restore
traditional rites

to the liturgy.

And with us
is the young man

everybody's
talking about,

juvenal.

Hello.

Hi.

Your name is
Charles Lawson,

but you're referred to
as juvenal.

Which would you prefer?

Juvenal is fine.

They couldn't get
him a better suit?

It's from
the center.

It's the clothes room.

I tried to get him
to get a new one, but...

Debra:
...Mystical stigmata.

What is it?

It just happens.
I don't do it.

I don't say
it's mystical, either.

What do you
mean by that?

Look at him.

Isn't he neat?

Debra: Do you
believe in god?
Yes.

Do you believe
in miracles?
Yes.

You believe god,
if he chooses,

can perform miracles
through you?

Hmm. If he wants to,
yeah.

Would you say you're
impressionable,

suggestible,

perhaps
a little naive?

I probably am.

What...

What do you do?

Do you
close your eyes,

pray, and say,

"come on, god,
give it to me"?

No, I don't do
any of that.

Why would god

choose you...

To give you
this gift?

I don't know why god
does what he does,

but I came
on this show to--

are you aware
that cardinal Ryan,

the archbishop of
your very own church,

has refused to acknowledge
your stigmata?

Yes.
Your miracles?

Perhaps in light

of a well-publicized
relationship

with a young lady,
Lynn faulkner,

a music promoter.

You asked me
if I believe in god.

I said yes.

You didn't ask me
if I believe in the church.

Now, sometimes
I don't like god much

or what they call god

once they get him
under their roof.

Wow.

Well, your--
your manager told me

to expect
some surprises,

and I guess
we just heard one.

Well, of course, you
do know bill hill.

Yes. He's not
my manager, though.

Oh.

Well, that's
the impression I got.

In fact, he told me
to make a special point

of mentioning
your forthcoming book,

which my researchers
tell me

will guarantee you
$600,000.

What?

I'm being paid
for the book?

Well, didn't you
sign a contract?

Yeah, I signed
something.

I don't know what
it was, though.

Did you sign it
in blood?

You son of a bitch.
It's ok.
Kathy's writing it.

It's collaborative.
Juvenal gave me
an interview.

But that was
for the paper.
He called me.

Take it easy, ok?

How many times did I
try to talk to you?

You refused to hear
anything about it.

You made a book deal?

It's not as much
as she's saying it is.

Well, how much?

She's using this
to make juvee look dumb.

How much?
400.

350. How do I know?

Juvenal signed
the contract.

But you didn't tell him
about the money, did you?

I mean,
you didn't tell him

he was going
to make $600,000.

The amount
isn't definite

until we know the size
of the first printing.

When we get the check,
we were gonna surprise him.

We?

You're part of this,
of course.

I don't want
to be in it.

Have we had
a chance to talk?

You go away who knows where
without saying a word.

You don't tell me
where you're going.

You tell me
to stuff my lunch.

How much
are you getting,

since it is
his money?

I had to do everything.

I had to set it up,
sell Debra.

I had to make the deal.

How much?!

About half.
That sound fair?

Write it down.

Half?

Half.

Half.

Debra: Like blood coming
out of your hands,

that kind of stigmata?

Mmm. Here.

This is the one
you bit.

Ah. Here.

So... god.

Debra: You say
you believe in god.

You say you don't
believe in the church.

The church believes
in god.

Who's right?

It's not about
being right.

The pharisees,
they wanted to be right,

and they were,
up to a point.

It's about being:

Being kind,

being patient,

being loving,
forgiving,

not judging,

drawing out the best
in the other,

seeing the presence of Christ
in everything and everyone.

You know,
you mentioned forgiving.

That brings up
an interesting point,

because with us today

we have a friend
of yours,

or should I say
a former friend?

Mr. August Murray.

Now, it seems that what
happened was that you,

in protecting
your friend from...

Mr. Murray...

You--you--you
threw Mr. Murray

off a second-story
balcony,

breaking both his arms,
his legs, his ribs,

his collarbone,
his...

Juvenal, what I have
to ask you is,

how can a man

who has the power
to heal

also have
the power to harm?

That's it.

I'm getting
out of here. Bitch.

[Whispering]
Go over there.

You ok?
Fine.

Oh, Lynn!
Well, gosh...

Oh, well, hello.
S-Sit down.

We were just
talking about you.

Uh, I have nothing
to say to you.

What, are you
hiding something?

Are you ashamed?

[Muffled]
They ruined you

and everything
that we worked for,

get her off.
Get rid of her.

Tell them to send
the microphone over here.

I don't blame you.

It's not your fault.
It's hers!

August...

I'm sorry that
this happened,

but you're still
full of shit.

Debra: How has juvenal
changed your life?

He seems pretty special.

What the hell
is going on?

Debra: Jesus.

[Breathing deeply]

Debra--

Yeah.

Whoa.

Holy mackerel.

[Whispering]
Over there!

Move the cameras
over there!

Come on.
[Laughs]

August Murray.
Hi.

You wild thing,
sit down.

I have always wanted
to be on your show.

Well, this is obviously
your lucky day.

How do you feel?

This is so great.
I feel great.

Yeah?

Do you feel
touched...

Debra: We've had
a lot of reaction

to last week's show,

heh heh,
to say the least.

Let me read you
some of the letters.

A New Jersey
resident writes,

"that was some show.

"The body cast
was a good touch.

"How did they do that?

What was it,
open in the back?"

A woman in California
had this to comment:

"To disguise
promiscuous sex as love

"was even more offensive

than your
so-called miracle."

And this from Florida:

"What can god be thinking?"

Woman: ♪ touch ♪

♪ light as a feather ♪

♪ I will wait
for you honestly ♪

♪ I am yours ♪

♪ entirely ♪

♪ I remember
last night's dream ♪

♪ could it be
the one of me? ♪

man:
♪ I have known ♪

♪ the face
inside a window ♪

♪ and a voice
forever in my heart ♪

♪ like
an angel's arrow ♪

♪ I remember... ♪

♪ last night's dream ♪

♪ could it be... ♪

♪ the one of me? ♪

♪ I've been
waiting... ♪

♪ silently ♪

♪ will you risk it all? ♪

♪ with me? ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ I have known ♪

♪ touch, light
as a feather ♪

♪ the face
inside the window ♪

♪ I will wait
for you honestly ♪

♪ and a voice forever
in my heart ♪

♪ I am yours ♪

♪ entirely ♪ ♪ like an
angel's arrow ♪

♪ I remember... ♪

♪ last night's dream ♪

♪ could it be... ♪

♪ the one of me? ♪

♪ I've been
waiting... ♪

♪ silently ♪

♪ will you risk it all? ♪

♪ with me? ♪