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(MOTORCYCLE REVVING)

(CHILDREN RECITING THE PLEDGE OF ALLEGIANCE)

(BIKE REVVING)

(AUDIENCE EXCLAIMING)

(TROY SIGHS)

Wanna hang on to it?

-LILLIAN: Oh, my God! -(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Never know. Might be worth something if I blow up.

(TROY CHUCKLES)

(LILLIAN CHUCKLES)

TROY: You good, girl?

Yeah, sure,

Hell, I'll go again if you want.

LILLIAN: (LAUGHS) That's okay.

Hmm?

(TROY CHUCKLES)

-What? -(TROY CHUCKLES)

No, I was just thinking about the end of that movie.

What about it?

TROY: She was funny, right?

I mean, I thought it was kind of retarded.

TROY: Oh, Lillian...

They were all from different planets,

and they spoke the same language.

-Oh... -Doesn't make sense.

Come on, it's just a movie.

Hey, you fucking rank bitches.

We're in fucking Washington, D.C.

What do you have to say to your fans?

Oh, shit! (LAUGHS)

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

GUIDE: A lot of this city was built up from scratch.

But Rock Creek was already a cemetery,

and this was still the province of Maryland.

Now, almost 300 years later,

many famous Americans are buried there.

Upton Sinclair. Anybody know who that is?

Nobody knows who Upton Sinclair is.

Uh, oh, it's The Jungle. It's a book about labor.

TROY: Hey, I got something for you, Annabel.

Troy you're fucking rank.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER AND LAUGHTER)

-Ew. -(CHUCKLES)

On my left here, across that body of water,

that's the campus of Howard University.

Some of the famous alumni from there,

Thurgood Marshall, Phylicia Rashad

from the show The Cosby Show.

This is a big day for the west front of the building,

which may have previously been considered the rear.

Explaining this breach from protocol,

President Reagan, who had been the governor of California,

explained that he wanted to look west

to the rest of the country.

So I'll leave you with that. And when we reconvene,

we'll see what's going on inside.

Annabel, I've got something to show the president.

(LAUGHING)

(SLOW JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ 'Tis the gift to be simple

♪ 'Tis the gift to be free

♪ 'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be...

MAN: Come back. We're doing Bible study at 6:00 p.m.

(CONTINUES SINGING) ♪ And when we find ourselves in the place just right

♪ 'Twill be in the valley... ♪

(ALL SCREAMING)

(SHOUTING)

What the fuck?

-You fucking redneck... -(SCREAMING)

-Scared the shit out of them, boy! -Where are they from?

Ohio. Showed 'em how we do it down in South Cackalacky.

Oh, we leaving soon?

I could eat the shit out of a dead goat's asshole!

Ew! Don't be disgusting, Troy.

"Ew! Don't be disgusting, Troy."

Okay. I'm gonna get ready.

Bye, haters.

GIRL: Annabel, wait up.

You're just gonna be pissed at me this whole entire trip?

Mmm-mmm.

I hate this.

It was your idea.

I know. That's the worst part.

GIRL: Say hi, Max.

Better drop some beats.

(ALL SCREAMING)

Take the mic, Annabel.

This is for the Capital Steps whiteys.

Yes, whitey.

You're just afraid to let them in.

♪ Yo, I came into this world in the great state of Delaware

♪ Well aware that y'all don't know no one that's come from there

♪ Dress refugees with red underwear

♪ And y'all don't know no one that's come from there

♪ You can't sing or rap to the group in your mood

♪ 'Cause that unfortunately means getting unscrewed

♪ With the brain of Newton you couldn't say anything

♪ Not with your luck, dog Do you think I'm through? ♪

(RAP CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Excuse me.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ I'm fun, no fear

♪ Lost in the evening mirror

♪ I'm blissed, I'm kissed

♪ Free in the atmosphere

♪ I'm the cat, I'm the cat

♪ That lost its black

♪ Who runs through the door

♪ To stars on the shore

♪ I'm the first of the fair

♪ And float through air

♪ When midnight comes around

♪ When midnight comes around

♪ But one like this

♪ And love the evening mirror

♪ A name in lights

♪ They promised me a mirror

♪ I'm the cat, I'm the cat

♪ That lost its black

♪ Where one raven soared

♪ Across star flowered shores

♪ Not a bruise, not a care

♪ I float through air

♪ When midnight comes around

♪ When midnight comes around ♪

-(GUNSHOTS) -(ALL SCREAMING)

(GLASS BREAKING)

Calm the fuck down.

(ALL SCREAMING)

SHOOTER: Calm down!

I need to speak to the manager. He knows why I'm here.

You. I'm gonna say this once and only once.

Little creepy motherfucker.

I need to know what's going on down in that basement now.

Basement?

Give me the keys to the basement!

MANAGER: I assure you, sir, we do not have a basement.

You're gonna look at me in the eyes and tell me

that you're not raping kids down there?

He's raping kids down there!

Any of you guys get raped?

I'm getting out of here. Are you coming?

(DISTORTED SOUNDS)

CALEB: It seemed so much bigger when I was a kid.

Anyway, the emails were written in code,

"CP" which was supposed to be for "cheese pizza,"

and some genius in this board decided

it was child pornography,

and they basically Rosetta Stoned it from there.

I just realized I don't know who you are.

I'm no one, really.

Oh, hi, nobody. I'm Caleb.

Lillian. I'm just a student.

Hey, you go to college here?

-Yeah. -Whereabouts?

Um, Howard.

No. Really?

Really, why?

No reason.

Where the fuck are you guys, huh?

(SIGHS ANGRILY) Well, fucking hurry up, then, you pussy.

Bring the van around.

Sweet green on D? All right, I'll be there.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(HONKING)

Fancy a trip to Charm City?

(INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING)

It's really pretty.

Not if you know what's in it.

(AUTOMATED VOICE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(FEMALE AUTOMATED VOICE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(AUTOMATED VOICE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(AUTOMATED VOICE CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

Whoo! Hey!

-Hey. You hungry? -Hey, get in there.

You know, this is mostly dumpster stuff.

We never pay for food or anything here

in restaurants or, you know, supermarkets, whatever.

LILLIAN: I'm kind of full, though.

(MEN WHOOPING)

(LAUGHING LOUDLY)

(SCREAMING IN DISTANCE)

What do you guys, like, do for work?

CALEB: We run things here on a collective model.

We've got three adjunct professors,

a public defender, a flight attendant.

GIRL: For everybody here it's very important

to be as mobile as possible to facilitate political activity, protest,

other direct action type activity,

which is the essential aspect of what we do.

Like that thing in Trenton tomorrow that I was talking about.

Cool.

Are you an artist, too?

I say artivist.

What I had to ask was,

how do you render browsing as a performance?

Because that's what I wanted to do.

I wanted to take this everyday activity

that shapes people's perceptions

to a far greater degree than they're even aware of.

De-familiarize it. So take what happened today.

Whatever it was that happened today.

The sound manipulation

gives the experience a whole different dimension.

There's a layer of distortion on the distortion,

so you can really feel the process.

(DISTORTED SHOUTING)

(DISTORTED SOUNDS)

(MAN SCREAMING)

(DISTORTED SIREN)

-(GUNSHOTS) -(HELICOPTER HOVERING)

(DISTORTED SHOUTING)

-(VIDEO STOPS) -Wait.

So do you post these videos online or, like, what do you...

That would kind of undermine the nature of the performance,

which is supposed to be a one-off and have an aura, not to sound pretentious,

but the main thing, shit's only gonna keep getting heavier.

That shit you saw today, that's just the beginning.

What are you looking at? What, you've never seen gauges before?

No, I have.

They hurt?

I mean, not really. They do them over time.

They go up in sizes.

But, you know, it's the same as anything.

Your body gets used to it during practice.

Kind of like losing your virginity.

I thought about getting my tongue pierced for a while.

CALEB: Most of my hardware is downstairs.

Want to see it?

What?

(CHAINS JANGLING)

Oh, Jesus.

Before you ask, I usually pee sitting down.

But it works for everything else. You wanna touch it?

No. What the fuck? Oh, my God.

-I freaked you out... I'm just fucking around. -No.

I'm a Boy Scout. I swear I'm a Boy Scout.

No monkey business. Scout's honor.

Scout's honor, yeah. I don't know.

(INDISTINCT)

-Hey. -Hey.

GIRL: Do you wanna smoke?

Oh, I'm good. Thanks though.

All right.

Actually, I'll smoke.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

LILLIAN: Oh, thanks.

(DISTORTED MUSIC PLAYING)

(COUGHS)

Do you mind if I use your phone for a minute?

-Because I broke mine. -Go for it.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING CONTINUES)

Thanks.

Everything okay? You look kind of spooked.

Yeah...

It's none of my business, but I have a pretty good sense

for when somebody is running away from something.

I'm not running away from anything.

-Oh. -Do I look like I'm running away from something?

Mmm, no, it's just...

I used to live with this guy who was like a total toxic piece of shit.

I mean, I lived off of him, really.

Which made me feel pathetic,

which made him think I was pathetic,

which he lorded over me and I let him

because my self-esteem was trash.

I had nowhere else to go.

And then suddenly one day he just, closed fist, hit me in the face...

Boom! That was it.

That's messed up.

(DISTORTED SOUNDS)

How are you getting to D.C. tomorrow?

I was thinking I might go with you guys, actually.

To Trenton, seriously?

Did Caleb explain the situation to you?

It's gonna get pretty heavy.

Yeah, he did. He told me everything.

I'm sure he did.

What do you mean?

Hmm, nothing. I mean, Caleb's fine for a rich kid.

He's rich? He doesn't look rich.

Yeah, he went to high school everywhere,

like Brazil, Swaziland,

Timbuktu...

The only thing Caleb's running from is a Georgetown townhouse.

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(CHIMES CHIMING)

CALEB: Good morning.

Scrapple?

No, thanks.

CALEB: Okay, we gotta get in before it gets dark,

because it's a public park.

Which means we've got a narrow window to hit him in.

Okay, you got that?

-LILLIAN: Yeah. -Okay.

Okay.

(SCREAMING)

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN: But then, you got seven minutes.

-Right? -ALL: Right, right.

It's a lifetime of the fight, right?

Right.

But that does not mean we can afford to fuck around and waste time.

-Right? -ALL: Right.

So grab your man,

or woman, and engage.

-Let's go! -(ALL SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

CALEB: Hey, who wants this dog shit?

(ALL SCREAMING)

LILLIAN: No one's here.

CALEB: Didn't say anything about which parking lot?

-GIRL: Dude, he just said "the parking lot." -MAN: What the fuck is this?

GIRL: I don't fucking know, I'm telling you what he said.

MAN: Of course, nobody thought to fucking map it out.

-MAN 2: Dude, they're not even here. -MAN 3: Bro.

For real?

MAN 2: Dude, this is a nature preserve, not a public park.

MAN 3: Nature reserve is a public park.

Okay.

-Bro. -What do we do?

ADAM: I'll tell you what we don't do.

We don't split up our force. That's rookie shit.

Adam's right.

Ow.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

-I dropped my phone. -What the fuck?

I don't see any Nazis.

Ah! I'm getting eaten alive by mosquitoes.

What am I supposed to do about that?

LILLIAN: I don't know. Didn't you plan this whole thing?

Maybe bug spray?

Brian risked his ass to get us this info, you know.

-LILLIAN: Well, then, maybe Brian should've -Yo, tell this bitch

-told you to bring some fucking OFF!? -to shut up.

Oh, my God!

-I gotta pee. -You want me to watch?

Ew, no.

I mean, watch out for you.

-No. -Be careful.

Whatever. I'll let you know

if someone waves their nasty ass Swiss cheese dick at me.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(URINATING)

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT IN DISTANCE)

MAN: (ON PA) There's a competition to be organized

within our European brotherhood

bringing in the sweat fields in Africa,

in our Europe civilization, so that the financial part

in one European country can be used as against

the financial part in another.

All the great financial central power of the world,

now shipping from the city of London to Wall Street, New York,

shall be able, on the mass of money, of wealth, and of power,

which it brings to it, again and again...

Excuse me. Excuse me.

(MAN CONTINUES ON SPEAKER)

Are you sure you're in the right place?

I feel certain I've never seen you at one of these affairs before.

I would have remembered.

I have a very good memory for faces,

and you're very striking. I'm Lawrence.

Annabel.

You kidding?

Why would I be kidding?

So are these, like, your friends?

Come on.

It pains me to say this, but one doesn't always find

the better class of white men at these events,

an irony unique to this early stage of racial consciousness.

Moreso I, uh... I can't be seen at these things.

You know, popping up in group photos is a bad look.

Why?

-Because of my work. -What do you do?

I'm in academia.

Let's say, there are certain fields of study

that the liberal arts department, so-called,

does not recognize as socially acceptable.

And so I run a great deal of risk

any time I come out of the closet, as it were.

If this were a tranny Communist convention, it'd be a different story.

I'd probably be on a tenured track.

So, like, you're an activist?

An activist?

Like, stuff for elections and stuff.

The election was a pre-scripted puppet show,

just like every year, only more so.

I mean, you must know votes determine nothing.

They're used for private analysis insight by the control grid

to assay how their synthetic,

social, political and economic designs affect the minion masses.

-Hmm. -Now, what those stats

supposedly indicate is carefully engineered

to make minority victim groups feel anger or animosity

towards a supposedly evil white America

and deepen their feelings of hate

towards a manufactured enemy.

Are you quite all right?

I'm sorry. I just, like, literally

haven't had anything to eat since yesterday afternoon.

Ah, okay, uh, just give me one second.

(LAWRENCE CLEARS THROAT)

(MAN CONTINUES RANTING OVER SPEAKER)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

It seems the organizers of this event

made ample provisions for alcohol,

but not enough for food.

I can get you something more substantive, if you like.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

This is really good.

Yeah, I... I eat here whenever I'm in the city,

which is as little as possible.

LILLIAN: Where do you live?

Not far, right on the Delaware,

on the Jersey side, close to New Hope.

-You been? -No.

Oh, it's beautiful, I'd be happy to show you.

Hmm. That'd be, like, kind of weird.

No, I live by myself.

Did I say something wrong?

No, no, you didn't. No.

Then what?

No, I'm just in, like, a shitty situation right now,

and I don't really know what I'm gonna do.

The clothes I'm wearing are, like, the only clothes I have,

and I don't know where I'm gonna stay and stuff.

I'm down from Baltimore.

Uh, from Baltimore. It's south of here.

(CHUCKLES) Sorry, I'm... I'm being a pedant.

-A what? -No, it's okay. I apologize.

What were you saying?

I'm... I'm sorry...

It's just the guy I was living with...

Yeah?

Yeah, um...

(SIGHS) ...he hit me.

Closed fist, like a week ago.

Down in Baltimore?

Yeah. I'm sorry, I shouldn't...

I shouldn't have brought it up because I just...

I can't...

I can't talk about it, but I'm just scared shitless.

You know.

So stay with me if you want to,

-of course. -No, I shouldn't, I'm...

I'm... I'm sorry...

You wouldn't be putting me out at all. I have plenty of room.

No, it's... No, it's not that. It's just...

like, the last guy I was living with,

like, I kind of...

lived off of him, more or less...

he, like, used that and, like, lorded that over me,

and acted like he...

like, owned me or something, and I just...

I can't put myself in that situation again.

You don't have to worry about that.

Just think of me as a well-wisher.

I only wanna help.

-But? -No buts.

I'll ask nothing in return.

You'd really do that?

There's something I've always found compelling in Poe's character.

Not just this self-destructive, romantic, melancholic stuff,

which certainly brought me in as an adolescent, as it still does today,

but which, ultimately, I think is irrelevant

and feeds into a rather self-indulgent,

pernicious archetype which has poisoned the arts.

I mean, the popular image of Poe

is living alone and in penury is,

it should be said, not entirely accurate.

I need to go in here.

Oh, okay.

I'll wait here.

LILLIAN: Have you lived here long?

I grew up here.

Me and my sisters.

Yep. (SIGHS)

My dad bought this place back in '68.

He was a brake man on New Jersey Transit.

Back when you could afford a house like this on a brake man's salary.

It was very working class back then.

Now it's all faggots from Philadelphia and New York.

You must be tired. I can take you to your room.

We could do the grand tour later.

I'm sorry. It's such a mess.

I have very few visitors.

Uh, if you need to send an email,

wait for me to set you up with a remote IP.

And if you have to send any letters,

give it to me to post out of town.

LILLIAN: Thank you so much.

Oh, please. This is my pleasure.

So the bathroom is right around the corner.

It's the one I used to share with my siblings.

I think there's some clean towels.

And there's plenty to read.

I stay up late, should you need anything.

Do you know that you share your name

with a poem about jealousy?

Mmm-mmm.

The jealousy of the angels.

Anyway, uh, there's plenty of women's clothes here

if you'd like to go through them later.

Sisters, mother, grandmother. Nothing too contemporary,

but I sense that you aren't either.

Yeah.

That's a compliment.

I know.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

LAWRENCE: "Annabel. I'm off to work.

"I didn't want to wake you.

"Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays are my teaching days.

"If you stay on, you'll have them to yourself.

"Feel free to use the desktop computer in my office,

"which is on the first floor, just off the main entryway.

"The password is 'cecropia.'

"If you feel like a walk,

"I've made a map that will take you on my favorite river route.

"Help yourself to anything in the fridge.

"I should mention that I don't eat meat and I barely drink.

"I've left stationery and envelopes,

"though remember what I told you about mail.

"I'll be back around 6:30, we can figure out dinner.

"Yours, Lawrence."

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

LILLIAN: "Tessa, I hope you're all good.

"I'm all good.

"I like it here. I'm honestly chilling,

"and I'm not in any trouble at all.

"You're the only person I'm writing,

"but if you feel like you have to tell my parents

"that I wrote, I get it.

"If you do, tell them not to look for me.

"Not that that would keep them from doing

"what they're gonna do.

"But, whatever. Like, I said,

"I'm fine and I'm not in any trouble.

"And this is my choice,

"which now that I'm saying that

"I know that's what a kidnapper would say to say.

"Whatever. If you see my parents,

"please say hi to Spider for me.

"Your bitch, Lillian."

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(FIREWORKS BURSTING)

LAWRENCE: So in 1906, one of the short sighted decisions

that world governments specialize in...

...a parasitic fly was introduced

to control the native moth population.

So, you won't see too many of these out in the wild.

You can pet it.

Beautiful, huh?

So that's the finished project,

and, uh, that's the rough...

(DUCKS QUACKING)

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

LAWRENCE: What do you think?

Another piece of lemon yogurt cake?

Mmm.

Thanks.

LAWRENCE: Wash it down with some of this.

It's bitter.

You spend time out on the water much?

Mmm...

I went with my uncle a few times when I was little,

it was different.

He had one of those, what d'you call it... a catamaran.

LAWRENCE: I found being out on the open water

has a very strange effect mentally.

It imbues a real sense of epic destiny.

And I'm afflicted with enough vainglory already.

Most people don't think like you.

LAWRENCE: And most people don't think.

What in your young life could you have encountered to inspire you? Huh?

Reality TV?

Blockbusters? Megachurches?

To Kill a Mockingbird?

It's poison food.

Everything you're force fed from the minute you're out of the cradle

by a degraded culture.

Yeah, I don't know.

I never really cared about that stuff.

I'm not dumb.

Of course you didn't.

Presented only with choices that are beneath you, you opt out.

You grow up with nothing to hold on to.

You end up with some vulgar idiot

who treats you like a doormat and you hold on to that

because it's at least real.

Grimly so.

There's something very fine in you.

Something delicate

that cries out for a civilization to cultivate it.

You were born too late.

Why too late?

Why not too early? Maybe I don't exist yet.

So... you still think about him?

The guy that hit you.

I used to. Not anymore.

Not, like, never, actually. Like you said, vulgar.

That's not my type.

Not that I, like, have a type, I guess.

No principles, no type. Maybe you should have one.

How'd my shoe come untied?

(RAIN PATTERING)

(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)

Some dramatic license was taken with the timeline.

Poe was, in fact steadily employed in the years

prior to Virginia's death in 1847, and two years before that,

he enjoyed enormous popular success with the publication of The Raven,

factors which allowed for the purchase of his house at Fordham,

which depicted here, if my memory serves with some degree of fidelity...

I'm just glad they figured out how to make movies, like, less boring than this.

Did they?

(DOOR OPENS)

MAN: I recommend you go the day before and check out the drop-off spot.

It's a pain the ass to find, and that's the point.

LAWRENCE: And a symbolic import.

MAN: (LAUGHS) What symbolic import, Larry?

Are you into this or not?

Locked and loaded, brother.

All right, killer. I gotta hit the bricks.

I hate driving at night.

I'm getting old and I can't see the road.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

LILLIAN: What you doing?

Just working.

On what?

Extracurriculars, piece on Henry VII

and the War of the Roses. I gave you a draft last week.

Do you retain any of the information that I share with you?

Yeah, something about how he was a Jew.

I know you love being grossly reductive, but that's not scholarship.

I meant what were you doing with that guy?

Nothing.

I'm going out of town for a long weekend thing next week.

What long weekend thing? is it for your school?

Sure. Yeah.

Did he bring you a present?

So where are you going?

-New York, New York City. -Can I come?

-No. -Why not?

I'm sorry. You can't. No.

I'm gonna go take a bath.

Are you sure I can't come?

I'm sorry.

You know, I'll leave the door open if I can come.

(HUMMING)

"I was a child and she was a child, in this kingdom by the sea."

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

I apologize for the lack of ducal splendor.

There are, of course, reasons.

Speaking of which, I should go check in alone.

Oh. Good morning.

No, it was not one room with two beds.

It was two rooms with single beds.

There's a big difference, okay?

I reserved them on the website, which, I must add, was very confusing.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Come in, are you happy with your room?

LILLIAN: No, it sucks.

Is that necessary?

Do you trust someone who works at a place like this?

It's a common misconception perpetuated by condescending Europeans

that this is a young country, that we're somehow a naive people.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

Do you know that Philadelphia was the second city of the British Empire

when Manchester and Glasgow were nothing?

Shakespeare's The Tempest was based on the wreck of the Sea Venture

en route to Jamestown, 1609, the oldest representative democracy in the world.

But the European intelligentsia, they just love that stereotyped view.

They like to situate the American as an insufficiently developed,

adolescent proto-European, who, given time enough,

will evolve into civilized and socialized decadence and decay.

Look, we're almost there.

Okay, it's saying to go this way here.

You know, it just occurred to me,

in all likelihood, you will live to see the tricentennial,

and I will not. That does not seem very fair.

-Lawrence. -Yeah?

I'm really tired and I feel all sweaty and nasty.

Okay. Well, I just had to come here.

We can head back soon.

Is this gonna be the whole trip?

I didn't know you found my company so objectionable.

No, it's not that. It's just I thought when we were gonna go to New York City,

we were gonna, like, go to New York City.

What, do you want to go fucking clubbing or something?

-Sorry for swearing. -Of course not.

It's just like we're here.

I wish we could, you know, stay somewhere cool.

Like, get a nice hotel or something.

Wait, you want to get two different hotel rooms in Manhattan?

Do you have any idea how much that would cost?

We wouldn't have to get two separate rooms.

-But we get two separate beds, of course. -Of course.

Of course.

-Because, you know, I would never... -I know.

That's one of my favorite things about you.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

Good morning.

Good morning.

I could go get us breakfast or something.

That would be wonderful.

Oh, would you do me a favor?

Do you think you could run to the store and get me some nail polish?

Like a matte gray?

Are you sure you want me to go get it?

I feel like I'll get the wrong one or something.

I think you can handle it.

I just want to do my nails before we go out today.

Just pretend I'm wasting away in bed.

Taking care of me.

WOMAN: Hey!

MAN: Miss, excuse me! Hey!

Hey, miss!

-Hey, look... -What the fuck?

I'm so sorry. We're not a threat.

Don't look at us like that.

-Sorry. I'm... (LAUGHS) -Yeah. No.

Who are you?

Hi, I'm Molly.

Molly McNair.

And I'm Matthew.

Matthew Sutter. Sorry...

You make us feel so crazy, like you're an...

It's like you stepped out of my brain.

-And we're like... -Yes, like, we saw you walking down,

and we're like, that's our girl.

MATTHEW: That's the woman, like... I see her turning butter now.

MOLLY: It's perfect. No. You literally churn the butter...

Churn the butter?

-Yeah, um, we're filmmakers. -Like movie directors?

MOLLY: Yes, exactly.

I'm her producer, and that's why we're chasing you.

-I'm the director. -Because you are a vision.

I would just really love

if you came in and read for something

that I've been working on for a very long time.

-Sorry, I'm not an actor. -No, no, no, that's okay.

That's okay. Because the best actress is just a woman who says yes.

Say yes.

What's your name?

Lillian?

Lillian? Like, you're not sure of that. I love that.

-Like Lillian? Yeah... -Can we... can we...

-Can we just walk? -Yes.

MOLLY: My God. Yes. Okay.

It's called As It Churns. It's a period piece...

Those who knew me before

marvel at the change, which has been brought within me in my time here.

They wonder at my boldness, which they say is unbecoming

to one whose sex is that of poor Eve.

For I have acquired the strength and tenacity of a male child of Adam.

I fear that unbidden, this transformation has had its effect on you.

And I fear that you too have changed in ways unforeseen.

For while you preach equality of the sexes,

you withdraw from a woman who begins to pull abreast of you in her learning.

So great is the wound that you have dealt to our common cause.

But it is a small thing to mention that which you have dealt me.

A wretched woman who believed in you.

MATTHEW: Wow.

Hmm.

-Lillian... -That was a lot of words.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Um...

-I really think this could work. -Yeah.

Just visually, like... imagining her with Ian...

-Height-wise. -Have you told her about Ian?

-Um... -Who's Ian?

MOLLY: No, I didn't. I haven't.

-Ian Reynolds. -MATTHEW: Do you know him?

Yeah. He goes out with that one girl from the show, right?

(LAUGHING)

What do you even do? You're so random.

Random, um...

Well, I was a student at Rowan University

-in New Jersey, studied poetry. -Beautiful.

Yeah, like Victorians. People like that.

-MOLLY: Okay, wow. -And Americans. Edgar Allan Poe.

That's insane. Your specialty is more or less,

um, the period in which the film takes place.

Yeah, like, the years after the Erie Canal was built,

like, that's when our entire movie is set.

I mean, it's all the free love but also these religious movements,

like, intersecting inside of that, like, it's exhilarating. All that shit.

In the community of love deal that we worked with,

and the screenplay is actually a composite of all of that

that was bouncing around at that time.

MATTHEW: Sort of, like, what happens,

you know, when these tight-ass religious fanatics, right,

decide to reimagine society in their own image, but also in the new image...

You know, like what happens when you start here and end up there?

It's crazy. It's crazy, is what it is.

And then what happens when the almighty dollar comes in, right?

When that train starts getting, like, fueled by capital, right?

Does it, like, veer off the tracks,

or does it keep on moving?

And obviously you know what happened, right?

-You know? -It's the canal boom.

MATTHEW: Yes, yes.

But how do you tell it and not feel like you're beholden

to this downtrodden and really low idea period

that's sort of like based, you know, Masterpiece Theater and Merchant Ivory.

-You know, the lace, the doilies... -I love Merchant Ivory.

So I'm gonna just, like, strike that. -I want to keep...

I don't want to. I don't want to.

-Victorian scholar. I don't wanna scare her off. -I don't think she'd be scared.

I think she's really braver than you think.

And I love Merchant Ivory.

When you rejected Merchant Ivory,

I see what you were bringing in...

That's what it was. It wasn't a rejection.

And I'm going crazy.

I'm losing my mind over her.

-It was imitation. It was. -There's performers from a lot of different backgrounds.

People from all sorts of different planes and trains

-and automobiles, right? -Speaking of that, of that diversity

of thought that we're trying to bring to this piece.

It's not just our diversity, you know what I mean?

Like, how do we sort of keep that period elocution,

but have a ease of vernacular, you know?

Because again,

if we are not being as experimental as these established communities,

these, sort of, intentional communities, if we aren't having that same

freedom of experimentation, then we fail here with this film.

-You know? -If we are afraid to fail, we fail, you know?

That sounds really cool.

Um...

Yeah, I just... I don't know if I would, like, be able to do it, if you wanted me, I mean.

Oh, we want you.

-Yeah, we do. -We wouldn't have went through

this whole rigmarole if it wasn't about you.

I'm, well, I'm between spaces right now,

and it's just trying to balance a lot of things.

MOLLY: Okay. So, are you looking for a space here in New York?

Yeah. I mean. Yeah, I guess.

Oh, my God. So this is insane.

My aunt is in Istanbul for a month and she gave me her keys

to take care of her plants, and she has a full townhouse

in Sugar Hill, just empty, waiting for someone to water the plants.

I don't like watering plants. Plants freak me out.

That will be your only responsibility in this house.

But then, you would have a place to stay here in New York,

living a Carrie Bradshaw dream, and also starring in the film.

If I'm you, it's yes.

Um, I mean, yeah, I'm down.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

-MOLLY: Wow. -MATTHEW: Yeah. This is amazing.

MOLLY: Okay. Wait. Do we have...

MATTHEW: Should we do the other side?

Wait. No, no, no, wait. I don't have your number.

Oh, I don't have a cell phone.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

-That's amazing. -That's awesome.

-I love that. -Wow. Yeah.

Yeah.

(NONSENSICAL SCREAMING)

My mom likes to mash my... (HUMMING)

Aah!

-Okay. (CLEARS THROAT) -MOLLY: Yeah, whenever.

-IAN: You can roll into it, see what happens? -Just roll into it?

IAN: Let's see what it's like...

-Ready? -Yeah. Whenever you're ready.

I'm just gonna run with it and see what happens.

Okay. (CLEARS THROAT)

We are, I am proud to say, almost entirely self-sustaining.

Our smithy, who comes from Northampton, is much the best for miles in any--

MATTHEW: Wait, is he supposed to have a Southern accent?

MOLLY: What you doing?

-I mean, it just it sounds... -It doesn't sound Southern.

It sounds period accurate, and it's fine.

And we're in rehearsal, right?

You got it.

MOLLY: And whenever you're ready.

Our joinery stirred in fine as the work of a most ingenious Negro, Aloysius,

born in bondage in Mississippi and won that omission

by dint of his evident superiority. We grow Qatar bar grapes for wine,

and in the fall, we sugar off our own cider.

And I could show you the outbuildings later, if you'd like.

Pon, why do you look at me so amiss?

I wasn't aware I was looking at you in any particular way.

Did you expect me to have a tail?

Or a forked tongue?

I expected you a trifle taller.

I'm sure you've heard the most extraordinary things about me in town.

Well, between what I've heard and what I believe, sir,

there stands... er, stands always a vast gulf.

And what exactly do you believe?

Well, as of this very moment, I believe

that you're more enamored and basking in your supposed infamy

than winning a convert to your cause.

Which, to my understanding, has to do with creating

-a better world. Yeah. Right. -Yes, creating a better world.

A better world than that which we have inherited.

A world made and unmade by men.

So it shouldn't come as any surprise that a man nominates himself

to set it right.

(IAN CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS)

I love you.

SHERIFF: (ON PHONE) Thank you all for coming. I'm, um, TJ Fife,

the sheriff here in charge of this investigation.

Any bit of information, however inconsequential...

LILLIAN: No, I've never even been to Hollywood.

Mom says I can do the runway, though.

(INDISTINCT)

FIFE: ...T-shirt that was the last piece of apparel

that we know that Lillian was wearing when she disappeared.

It's, of course, from an image from a band called Aerosmith.

LILLIAN: Not to flex or anything, but do you think we can get weed?

FIFE: ...public that will help us reunite Lillian Wade with her family.

WOMAN: Thank you all for being here today.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

WOMAN: None of us are giving up on Lillian until she's safe at home.

So, you're an actress?

WOMAN: We're just incredibly, incredibly concerned

that she's being held somewhere against her will and not by her choice.

(DISSONANT MUSIC PLAYING)

We're just asking everyone across the United States

to just keep searching. Thank you.

(APPLAUSE)

ABBOT: Ooh.

Heard the big news?

Are you retarded? That was yesterday's headlines.

Jesus. Yeah, the news about me having Down syndrome is off the front page today.

It's, like, barely a paragraph.

Oh. (CLICKS TONGUE)

Is anyone gonna help that guy?

ABBOT: You mean like the way that you're helping them?

I would, but I'm already in costume.

Yeah, me, too.

What's the big news?

Oh, yeah, check it out.

A star is born.

Hmm. Mystery friend.

All right. We need you back on set in five. Okie-dokie.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MOLLY: Actually, you're welcome.

That's why everybody has a job.

That's what I'm doing, creating a picture.

And I'm employing people because I'm a filmmaker

-and I'm brave enough to fly. -MATTHEW: You know, I love you.

Looks like you have an admirer over there.

MATTHEW: They don't get a lot of strangers in these parts, obviously.

MOLLY: Yeah, obviously not.

Anytime you get, like, five minutes out of any city,

-immediately fucking Alabama. -Oh, completely.

Have you been to the men's room?

I started taking photographs of everything.

It felt like I was in a safari.

You two are a complete pair of cosmopolitan snobs, you know that, yeah?

Oh, is that so? Okay.

So, you don't know this, but Ian here spent three weeks

living in an air-conditioned trailer in the middle of Shreveport.

And now, he is an encyclopedia of knowledge of salt-of-the-earth Americana.

MOLLY: You said Shreveport British.

I'm sorry, is it crazy to say that there are certain observations

I might be able to make about your country

that are more evident to me as a foreign observer?

Oh, yeah, do you do the one about how America is such a young country?

-MOLLY: Yes. -MATTHEW: Yes.

LILLIAN: Incredible.

(LOUD BELCHING)

So, how you enjoying the local watering hole?

Very atmospheric?

-It's a vibe. -(LAUGHS)

-There's a pool table. -I don't know how to play.

Yeah, but last month you didn't know how to act,

and you're very good at that.

Did you steal these shoes from set?

-No? -No, I'll bring them back tomorrow.

Yeah, I thought.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(BAND SINGING '80s POP SONG INDISTINCTLY)

You are so retarded.

You have a love affair with that word,

my mystery friend.

Was your girlfriend weirded out?

I doubt very much that she keeps up with the tabloid blind items

at this point. And if she does, fuck her.

On that note, I'm gonna take a slash. I'll be right back.

Okay.

(MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Hey, I just wanted to say you were really great this afternoon.

You're just a knockout.

There was this thing you did.

You close your lips and your chin's up in profile?

It's so elegant.

It's... It's gorgeous.

When I close my lips?

Yeah, yeah, but I mean, you know,

it's like Matthew was saying, like, you're beautiful.

You know that, right?

You're very, very beautiful.

I know. No, I do know that.

I just... I don't like being, like, told things about myself.

It's true.

You're beautiful.

I will work out the shape of my mouth. Yeah.

Can I... May I...

Oh, Christ. Okay. Good night.

Good night.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MATTHEW SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

...and it's snowing everywhere.

And it's a blizzard. This is not a blizzard!

-It's literally-- -You ordered a little blizzard.

I ordered...

I told your company what we were going to be shooting

was the biggest blizzard that has ever happened in New England.

MAN: It looks like...

MATTHEW: Mo, Mo, can you help him?

Sir, what I'm saying to you, is that this does not look like snow.

MAN: I'm looking for Annabel.

-Annabel? -Yeah.

I want to know if she's seen this.

Oh, yeah, sure. Annabel. Just wait here.

-I'll go get her. -Yeah.

MATTHEW: Please, please, bear with me.

-Because I know that I-- -MAN: Trying to work it out.

Show me where you want the blankets.

I don't want the blankets.

We don't want the blankets.

We want a snow fantasy.

(MUSIC INDISTINCTLY PLAYING ON RADIO)

Wait. I've never seen a gun.

But this is not a gun. This is stupid.

This doesn't make sense.

We've had conversations, we've had plenty of conversation.

Do you have anything to say?

Anything to add? Great. Thank you so much.

Do you have anything to add? Anything to say for yourself?

I'm injured. I'm sick.

Basically, I'm dying.

And this is how you're helping me.

But what the fuck is going on?

Right? Because for me, this is just...

LILLIAN: Yeah?

Hey, is there any reason somebody would think your name's Annabel?

Oh, is his name Lawrence?

I don't know. Big neck, tattoos.

LILLIAN: Fuck.

I'll see what's up. Just stay out of sight.

Okay. Thanks.

I beat you only once. Many horses.

When I jump, I jump over the moon...

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

All this bounty that the white man has had set at his feet,

and what has he done?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MATTHEW: ...enough snow to look like a New England blizzard...

I'm looking for this girl named Annabel.

She probably goes by a different name now.

-And I know she's on set. -Annabel?

Can someone please put these guys into costumes now?

-I am not repeating myself. -Can we please get these guys costumes?

MATTHEW: Sir, I'm sorry to curse, but that is not...

Matthew! This is my movie. Stop!

-(BOTH GASP) -What the fuck?

Get off my set!

(SCREAMING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING)

-(GUNSHOTS) -(SCREAMING)

Not today, motherfuckers.

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUING)

MAN: Roll the camera!

(MAN ULULATING)

(ENGINE ACCELERATING)

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

We have squandered a great heritage!

(TRIBAL CHIEF CHANTING)

(MAN ON MOTORCYCLE ULULATING)

(CONTINUES CHANTING)

We have squandered a great heritage!

(MAN ULULATING)

-(PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY) -(GUNSHOTS CONTINUING)

(RUSTLING)

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUING)

(FABRIC RIPPING)

Come on.

Get in. (OPENS DOOR)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

State line.

It's less than an hour now.

First time in Vermont?

This is my brother's place.

You'll be safe.

Wait here.

(LOCK RATTLING)

(DOOR OPENS)

MOHAMMED: Come with me.

Watch your step, it's slippery.

Be careful.

No one will bother you here.

Thank you.

Oh, and, uh... don't use the stove.

The smoke will give us away.

I'll get a space heater tomorrow.

I'm sorry again that I can't introduce you to everyone.

Ahmed doesn't let me have friends over so, um,

I think it's best you stay in here until I can sort something out.

Oh, and stay away from the window.

(MAN SHOUTS)

Good night.

(THUDDING)

(ISLAMIC CALL TO PRAYER PLAYING)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(UNZIPS BAG)

MOHAMMED: Some of us are going into town,

so I'll bring some more stuff.

I don't know about clothes.

I'll do what I can.

LILLIAN: Thank you.

This is all very nice and you're... very, very nice,

but I don't want to stay here

if it's going to cause, like, a lot of trouble or anything.

This is the only safe place for you to be.

No one knows about it.

Those men, they're...

still out there.

Oh, my God.

You really shouldn't risk being seen.

If you're going into town, um...

like, if you could find, um, Victorian slim menthols,

that would be great.

That's all I have.

Terrible habit.

People keep telling me that.

Oh, uh...

Can I... Is it full?

You want me to hand it to you?

The lock's for your safety.

Believe me.

(DOOR LOCKS)

(GUN FIRING IN DISTANCE)

(UPBEAT ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING DISTANTLY)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(DOOR OPENS)

MOHAMMED: Ahmed just took them into town.

Do you want to go for a walk?

LILLIAN: That one?

MOHAMMED: Balsam fir.

LILLIAN: Right there.

MOHAMMED: Paper birch.

Jack pine.

LILLIAN: That?

MOHAMMED: Red spruce.

-LILLIAN: What about that one? -MOHAMMED: Pepperidge again.

LILLIAN: Wow.

Is that, like, your special talent or something?

MOHAMMED: It's all I've got.

You?

LILLIAN: Um...

I thought I was an actress,

a poet.

I guess I know more about moths than...

the average person.

MOHAMMED: What's the story?

LILLIAN: I knew a guy that raised them.

I spin myself into a cocoon and time will show

if I become a butterfly or a maggot.

That's it.

Ran his mouth a lot.

Like, a lot, a lot, a lot.

Not much like you.

It seems like it would be boring out here.

MOHAMMED: No.

Never.

I love this country.

I love the old apple trees

and the sour hard apples that grow on them.

The old houses that look like they've given up on life.

And the elms and sycamores and the chestnuts and the oaks,

and every time of year, the way they make black cracks

in the sky in the winter,

and the wild turkeys and salamanders and the box turtles.

You must love shitting in the woods.

Everything's a joke to you. (CHUCKLES)

LILLIAN: It seems, like, really far away from everything.

MOHAMMED: It depends what you want to be close to.

Nothing's far away from God, little one.

Jesus, are you for real?

MOHAMMED: As real as Jesus.

LILLIAN: Hmm.

Well, to me... it just seems boring.

And I'm how God made me, aren't I?

Of course, but...

Well, isn't it possible that...

you might sometimes forget who it is that he made you?

That other people might see who you are clearer than you do.

Other people like you?

I had a dream about you on the last night of the shoot.

(LAUGHS)

That's funny.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

I shouldn't have mentioned that.

LILLIAN: No, it's fine.

MOHAMMED: That's where we're going.

LILLIAN: Not bad.

MOHAMMED: And God created it, little one, for everyone.

Everyone who has eyes to see.

(CAT MEOWING)

Are they really gonna notice one little kitten?

-I'm alone up here all fucking day. -MOHAMMED: Come on.

I'm alone up here all fucking day.

(SIGHS) Well, I'll have to talk to my brother.

Well, can you at least tell him about me?

I don't know. How do I explain to them

that I'm keeping someone on our property?

And a girl?

Does it matter that I'm a girl?

It matters to my brother.

Doesn't your brother like girls?

Not here, he doesn't.

(ZIPS UP BAG)

It would be different if I was introducing

the woman who's gonna be my wife.

We'll talk about it later.

Have a good time with the boys.

(DOOR CLOSES AND LOCKS)

(MIMICKING GUNSHOTS)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING OUTSIDE)

MAN: Whoo!

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

MEN: (SHOUTING) Whoo!

MAN: Hey!

What's going on, baby? Come on.

Come on.

(MUSIC CHANGES TO ELECTRONIC)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTING)

(GLASS CLINKING)

(COCKS GUN)

(CAR APPROACHING)

(CAR DOORS OPENING)

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Didn't you see the signs, my dear?

-This is private property. -I know. I'm so... I'm so sorry.

My... my dog ran away, and I'm just looking for him in the woods.

Little Bo Peep has lost her way.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess.

Long story. School play.

Uh-huh.

What kind of dog was it?

Labrador retriever.

Black lab, about two years old.

His name's Spider. You haven't seen a dog like that, have you?

No.

Of course. Sorry. Um...

I'm Lillian.

When did he run away?

LILLIAN: About two hours ago, I think.

We have this six-foot fence for him,

but now that he's full grown, he just jumps over whenever he wants.

So far he's always come back, but I still get kind of worried.

You live up the road?

Yeah, yeah, just up that way.

I don't think I've seen you around.

I would remember.

Yeah, me, too.

I don't come into town very much.

LILLIAN: I see, yeah.

Maybe I should change that.

Yeah, maybe you should.

Do you have a pen?

A pen?

For your number... for the dog.

I'll put it in your phone.

And then... I'll have your number, too.

Yeah, I just... The thing is, I left it at home,

and it's probably better I call you anyway.

My parents are super retarded.

And when I call you, you'll have my number.

All right.

Do you have a pen, Mo?

That's my little brother, Mo.

-Hey. -MOHAMMED: Hey.

You want me to come and help you look?

LILLIAN: No, it's okay.

I'm fine.

AHMED: I can take you back to your place.

It's gonna get dark soon.

I know, but I should probably look for him on the way back.

Next time.

I'm sure there'll be a next time.

I hope so.

Guarantee it.

Very nice to meet you, Miss Lillian.

Talk soon.

Nice to meet you, too.

AHMED: Wait.

Do you like electronic music?

EDM, drum and bass, to dance.

Uh, sure.

Hold on.

I'm glad you think this is funny.

Did you really expect me to stay locked up in that fucking barn forever?

MOHAMMED: You're angry at me because I gave you a place to stay.

I'm not angry.

You certainly made an impression on Ahmed.

Is that supposed to be my fault?

I don't see how I could have been so wrong about you.

Well, it's not on me because I didn't tell you to think anything about me.

-You seemed happy to stay here. -I was.

When there were people looking for me, I read the fucking newspaper.

-I know they caught them. -Not all of them.

You just wanted to keep me here.

If you tell anyone about this place...

I'm not gonna tell anyone about your faggot God camp.

-(DOOR CLOSES) -(AHMED GRUNTS)

-(MOUTHS) I'm not. -AHMED: Here.

Here.

-(LILLIAN CHUCKLES) -AHMED: Here.

It's on me.

-LILLIAN: Wow. -AHMED: Now you call me,

tell me you got your dog,

and tell me how you like this, okay?

I will. Thank you.

AHMED: Yeah.

See you, guys.

(AHMED SPEAKING LOCAL DIALECT)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

(WIND BLOWING)

(WHIMSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)

MAN: (IN DISTORTED VOICE) Are you feeling all right?

Feeling all right?

Yeah.

MAN: Not too talkative.

That's your right.

That's... You're within your rights there.

You know, we're not the police,

but we did have to call the police.

Okay.

MAN: Also know how lucky you are

to have collapsed on our property.

You're lucky that brother Christian

scooped your frozen body up in the nick of time.

And carried back here by brother Gary.

Brother Mike drove.

Good brothers. (VOICE ECHOES)

Oh, it sounds like a real miracle.

Sarcasm.

Big fan of sarcasm.

(SNORTS)

You know, I spent many years abroad in Bethlehem

at a place called the Chapel of the Milk Grotto,

named so for its soft, white stone.

And it is said that the Holy Family,

Mary, Jesus, and Joseph took refuge there

on their way to Egypt,

during the Massacre of the Innocents.

(VOICE ECHOING)

And while the Holy Family was there,

a drop of Mary's mother's milk splashed on the ground.

And tradition has it that the dust scrapings

from the stone in the grotto could boost fertility in hopeful mothers.

And people would come from all over the world,

Japan, Brazil, Ethiopia, to purchase these scrapings,

and then, nine and a half months later,

we would receive letters

with pictures of newborn babies in them.

(WHIMSICAL MUSIC ACCELERATES)

Why are you laughing, dear?

And people, tourists, would come to my office in Bethlehem,

and they would... see the pictures covering the walls...

(VOICE CONTINUES ECHOING)

Some of the filing cabinets even,

and they'd say, "Is this a miracle?"

Maybe.

They ask, "Could this be a miracle?"

Maybe.

(DISTORTED LAUGH)

Might just be a miracle,

if you believe, maybe,

if you don't believe, maybe.

But... look... at the pictures.

Look at the babies.

That's what I would say.

TESSA: We had to pray for you at church, like, every week.

I kept thinking, you know, you would have cracked up if you'd have seen it.

LILLIAN: How long did that go on?

Like a month.

And then, oh, that's the other big thing that happened.

Did you hear about Chris Richie?

No.

TESSA: He killed himself just before graduation.

Kind of stole your thunder a little bit.

Why'd he do it?

TESSA: He'd been getting bullied.

This group of sophomore boys.

I don't think it's ever just...

one single thing when somebody does something like that.

Yeah.

He basically shot himself in the head with an air rifle.

And I guess... it didn't work the first time

so he pumped it back up and did it again.

Wow.

Do you remember in eighth grade when you called me

after taking all the Tylenol PMs?

Fuck you.

(MOCKINGLY) "I'm so tired.

"Yeah, I need to lie down."

No.

Hi.

Hi, I thought that was you guys.

Tessa. Mama.

I haven't seen you in a million years, babe.

Yeah, I guess we'll be seeing each other at the hospital, huh?

Oh, my God, I'm gonna be fucking knocking on your door all,

"Do you have any painkillers I can borrow?"

And you're gonna be all like, "Uh, get your own, bitch."

-Yeah. -ANNABEL: How've you been, Lilly?

I'm good. I'm... I'm really good, actually.

ANNABEL: Good, good.

-How are you, Troy? -I'm good.

I'm good. I've just been hanging drywall with my brother.

LILLIAN: Yeah, of course you are.

It's great.

Classic Troy. (CHUCKLES)

MAN: I've been all right, you know, always...

Lilly, did you turn into a vegan while you were away?

(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

MAN 1: Remember the girl you and I went out with

when we were juniors?

MAN 2: I never went out with that one.

MAN 1: With the big personality?

He's trying to pull their leg.

(PEOPLE SPEAKING ALL TOGETHER)

MAN 2: Bionic woman?

(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

Is she mad at me?

Yo!

Dude!

LILLIAN: Thanks.

Surprised they let you out of sight.

Mom says you're not telling anybody about it.

Yeah.

You weren't kidnapped or nothing?

Nope.

You know, some kids in my class are saying you went off to make pornos.

(LAUGHS) Hmm... Oh, yeah?

You could, you know.

Definitely pretty enough.

Just kind of doing my own thing.

That's cool.

You know, I have a bunch of my dad's Vicodin he takes for his back if you want.

(CAR ENGINE REVVING NEARBY)

(TOILET FLUSHING)

(TV PLAYING)

UNCLE RAY: Spider one happy dog.

He's happy you're home.

We're all pretty happy you're home.

I'm sorry. Am I disturbing you?

You're good. Thanks.

I was thinking we could take out the catamaran.

Before the weather turns.

Would you like that?

LILLIAN: Yeah.

-I guess. -(MAN SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE SHOUTING)

WOMAN: Ray, get in here!

Oh, my God!

The worst thing happened!

MAN 1: Ray! Ray, come in here!

(PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

-WOMAN: Oh, no! -MAN 1: Oh!

You know exactly who did this.

MAN 2: How did that happen?

MAN 1: I know who did it, y'all know exactly who did this, too.

MAN: (ON TV) What appeared to be some sort of drone device

descended down on the 50-yard line

here at Fletcher Stadium.

The air quality here is thick from the smoke and debris,

and we've been told the evacuation of the stadium is underway.

All I can say is that I have never witnessed anything quite like this.

This is an active, evolving situation.

(VOICES ON TV SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

MAN: (ON TV) 65,000 people...

MAN 2: It is a dark, dark day.

(ELECTRONIC SOUNDS)

MAN 3: Come on, it's just a movie.

(CAR SPEEDING BY)

(ELECTRONIC ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)