Virgin Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Virgin Script


  

                   

Excuse me.



 

                   

Yes, ma'am?



 

                   

I left my license at home.



 

                   

Could you buy me

a bottle of Jack?



 

                   

Is that your car?



 

                   

Yeah.



 

                   

Driving it

without a license?



 

                   

Yeah.



 

                   

All right, then.



  

                   

- Three?

- No. Four. Thanks.



  

                   

Asshole!



  

                   

Asshole!



  

                   

Damn it.



  

                   

Stop it!

Get out of here!



  

                   

Go away!



  

                   

Go home.



  

                   

- Hey.

- Hey.



  

                   

Thank you. Thanks.



  

                   

Hi. He's taken.



  

                   

Who?



  

                   

Leslie.

You know Leslie.



  

                   

Two bits, four bits,

six bits, a dollar.



  

                   

All for Shane,

stand up and holler.



  

                   

Jerk.



  

                   

If you were my girlfriend,

I wouldn't be letting you...



  

                   

ride around all night

in the dark by yourself.



  

                   

I ain't your girlfriend, am I?



  

                   

A girl who thinks

she can do a man's job...



  

                   

is just asking for trouble.



  

                   

When are you gonna get off him

and marry me?



  

                   

Maybe I'm not gonna

get married.



  

                   

Maybe I don't want to spend

my whole life...



  

                   

taking care of a man.



  

                   

Is that a no?



  

                   

Put my coffee to go.

I'm gonna be late for the race.



  

                   

Go, Katie!



  

                   

Here she comes.



  

                   

Here she comes!



  

                   

Push it! Push it!



  

                   

Come on, Katie!



  

                   

Come on!



  

                   

I'm not running for you.



  

                   

I'm running for God.



  

                   

Tremendous job.



  

                   

How does it feel?

You're putting up time.



  

                   

You worked hard.

You want to see your time?



  

                   

Look at that.

Fifteen seconds ahead.



  

                   

Fifteen seconds

ahead of the rest.



  

                   

Hi, sweetie. How'd it go?



  

                   

She won.



  

                   

- That's nice.

- Is she with you?



  

                   

- No.

- Jessie.



  

                   

You were supposed to wait

for her and bring her on home.



  

                   

She's never late.



  

                   

Well, she's reading

the lesson today.



  

                   

Red will take her.



  

                   

Is coach coming

again this week?



  

                   

She's converted him.



  

                   

Are you mocking?



  

                   

No, sir.



  

                   

I won't have you mocking

the good work she's doing.



  

                   

No, sir.



  

                   

We have to drop off the Avon

on the way to Mrs. Wheaton's.



  

                   

Jessie, do you want

to come with us now...



  

                   

or do you want to meet us

all at the church?



  

                   

- I'll meet you there.

- All right.



  

                   

Judy, get the Avon off the bed

and come on.



  

                   

I'm sorry.



  

                   

Pray to the Virgin of Regal.



  

                   

Pray to her,

the guardian of the sea.



  

                   

We will pray, too.



  

                   

We will go home

and pray to the Virgin.



  

                   

Can I help you with anything?



  

                   

Just looking.



  

                   

How'd your sister do?



  

                   

She won.



  

                   

Great. That's great.



  

                   

Congratulations.



  

                   

Thanks.



  

                   

You did it! You did it!

You won!



  

                   

You did it.



  

                   

Shit.



  

                   

Get away, you little fucker.



  

                   

Hell of a race.



  

                   

Disgusting habit.



  

                   

You coming to the dance tonight?



  

                   

What a bore.



  

                   

A bunch of rich goody-goodies.



  

                   

No liquor allowed, right?



  

                   

Shane will be there.



  

                   

I'll see you.



  

                   

Come, Shane! Come on, Shane!

That a boy!



  

                   

You were so great!

I was so proud of you!



  

                   

Congratulations, honey.



  

                   

I am so proud of you, Katie.

I really... I mean it.



  

                   

You were so great!



  

                   

Are you drunk?



  

                   

You were so great.



  

                   

Why are you

doing this to me?



   

                   

I love you.



   

                   

- You scared me.

- Sorry.



   

                   

Can I have one of those?



   

                   

Yeah, sure.



   

                   

Be careful, though...



   

                   

because the pigs

are everywhere tonight.



   

                   

Here you go. They had them

in the parking lot, you see...



   

                   

and they had them

in the dance floor.



   

                   

That's private school for you.

Come on.



   

                   

You gonna stay there?



   

                   

Here's to you.



   

                   

Yeah. I was great today.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Here.



   

                   

You want one?



   

                   

What is it?



   

                   

It's a 'lude.



   

                   

Cool.



   

                   

You need to shut

your mouth...



   

                   

and swallow.

And fast. It's bitter.



   

                   

Congratulations.



   

                   

Where are you going?



   

                   

I'm just gonna go back.



   

                   

Wait.



   

                   

Do you love me?



   

                   

Tell me you love me.



   

                   

Tell me you love me.



   

                   

Do you love me?



   

                   

Tell me you love me.



   

                   

Tell me you love me.

Tell me you...



   

                   

Shit.



   

                   

Shit.



   

                   

Fuck.



   

                   

Have you seen my sister?



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Have you seen my sister?



   

                   

No. Why?



   

                   

She wasn't feeling well.

I need to get her home.



   

                   

Where have you been, man?



   

                   

I had to go

relieve myself.



   

                   

Where's the brew?



   

                   

It's gone.



   

                   

Someone must have found it

in the bush.



   

                   

They must have stole it.



   

                   

Assholes. Are you sure, man?

Come on. I'll go look again.



   

                   

No. Cops are crawling.



   

                   

Ace-holes.



   

                   

Have you seen my sister?



   

                   

No. I'm sorry.

I didn't see you there.



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

Did you look around the corner?



   

                   

I think I saw

some kids hanging there.



   

                   

- Smoking?

- Yeah.



   

                   

Yeah. Thanks.



   

                   

You there!



   

                   

My babies!



   

                   

Where's my babies?



   

                   

Please help me!



   

                   

Where are they?



   

                   

Lost!



   

                   

I'll help you.



   

                   

We'll find them.



   

                   

We've got to find her babies.

We have to.



   

                   

I've got to find her babies!

You don't understand!



   

                   

I've got to find her babies!



   

                   

Please, take me

to jail, anything.



   

                   

Just don't call.



   

                   

Just don't call

my parents, please.



   

                   

Take me to jail.

That's fine.



   

                   

Just take me to jail!



   

                   

I'm so drunk.



   

                   

Here.



   

                   

Drink this.



   

                   

Baby good luck.



   

                   

I touch belly,

I get good luck.



   

                   

Baby good luck.



   

                   

My baby in you.



   

                   

My baby.



   

                   

My baby.



   

                   

Oh, God.



   

                   

Oh, my God.



   

                   

God.



   

                   

God. No, God.



   

                   

Oh, God.



   

                   

You could be born again.



   

                   

I know you could, Jessie.

I know you could do it.



   

                   

I saw you praying.



   

                   

If God came to me

and told me...



   

                   

I had to be the mother

of Christ, I would be so angry.



   

                   

Mary wasn't

the mother of Christ.



   

                   

Mary was the mother of Jesus.



   

                   

God was the father of Christ.



   

                   

Christ is what Jesus became...



   

                   

when God placed himself

in his body...



   

                   

for the purpose

of becoming the Redeemer.



   

                   

Christ was the first

and only human body...



   

                   

God placed himself in.



   

                   

Mary had nothing to do with it.



   

                   

Why do women always

have to be mothers...



   

                   

and wives of great men?



   

                   

Why can't women be great?



   

                   

Confess to God that you

are a sinner and deserve death.



   

                   

I haven't done anything wrong.



   

                   

In sorrow,

turn from sins to God...



   

                   

and ask his forgiveness.



   

                   

What if God is a woman?



   

                   

Trust Christ as savior

and confess him as lord.



   

                   

For if you confess with your

mouth that Christ is lord...



   

                   

and believe in your heart that

God raised him from the dead...



   

                   

you will be saved...

Romans Ten, Verse Nine.



   

                   

Do you love me?



   

                   

Christ loves you.



   

                   

Any other soul

who needs Christ today...



   

                   

who needs to take Christ

as their personal savior...



   

                   

I open my arms to you...



   

                   

and I say step forward.



   

                   

Step forward, sinner...



   

                   

and bring Christ

into your heart.



   

                   

Be born again...



   

                   

in the name of our lord

Jesus Christ.



   

                   

There is nothing so sweet

in this entire world.



   

                   

So...



   

                   

So come.



   

                   

Come on down...



   

                   

and take the most courageous

step of your life.



   

                   

What are you doing?



   

                   

Do you remember

when we were little...



   

                   

hiding in here?



   

                   

What's wrong?



   

                   

I'm scared.



   

                   

What's wrong?



   

                   

God came to me.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

God came to me...



   

                   

in my dream last night.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

God spoke to me.



   

                   

He says I'm pregnant...



   

                   

with the Christ child...



   

                   

the second coming.



   

                   

I don't want to be

the mother of Christ.



   

                   

I don't want to.



   

                   

I want to be special.



   

                   

I want to be Christ.



   

                   

I don't want to be

the mother of Christ.



   

                   

How?



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

How?



   

                   

How could he do that?



   

                   

I try so hard to be good.

I try so hard.



   

                   

And you're just awful.



   

                   

I pray. I beg God

to speak to me...



   

                   

and God speaks to you?



   

                   

How could he do that to me?



   

                   

I hate you.



   

                   

You're a liar.



   

                   

You're not pregnant.



   

                   

God wouldn't talk to you!



   

                   

Coffee, please.



   

                   

Who killed Christ?



   

                   

Pontius Pilate.



   

                   

Mary should have

killed Christ...



   

                   

before he was born.



   

                   

Saved herself

a lot of grief.



   

                   

Being pregnant

is just a lot of grief.



   

                   

Being a mother is just

a lot of grief.



   

                   

You pregnant?



   

                   

God says I am.



   

                   

You drunk?



   

                   

Well... not enough.



   

                   

Where did Shane go?



   

                   

The office,

to do his receipts.



   

                   

Is he gonna come back out?



   

                   

Not for a long while.



   

                   

Could you go get him?



   

                   

Door's locked.

Can't interrupt the boss...



   

                   

when he's counting the money.



   

                   

Get fired.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I'm in love with him.



   

                   

Could I please get this to go?



   

                   

Could you tell him

what I told you?



   

                   

She'll like this.



   

                   

Yeah, I hope so.



   

                   

That'll be forty dollars.



   

                   

Would you like to try that on?



   

                   

It's beautiful.



   

                   

It's a nice watch.



   

                   

Nah. It's out of my budget.



   

                   

Have a nice day.



   

                   

You, too.



   

                   

- Hey.

- Whoa. Hey.



   

                   

Whoa, whoa.

You scared me, man.



   

                   

Sorry.



   

                   

What are you doing?



   

                   

Do you want to get our picture

taken on a T-shirt?



   

                   

What?



   

                   

I was just kidding.



   

                   

I have something for you.



   

                   

What is that?



   

                   

I was in the jewelry store.



   

                   

So, what?

You're following me?



   

                   

That's weird, man.



   

                   

I...



   

                   

No, I can't take it.



   

                   

Keep driving.



   

                   

Please.



   

                   

I have to get more papers.



   

                   

Is that all right?



   

                   

He came home enraged.



   

                   

My husband.



   

                   

Such a waste.



   

                   

I love you.



   

                   

That's all we can do.



   

                   

That's all we can do,

is love one another.



   

                   

Have you ever been made love to

by a woman?



   

                   

I don't think I'm in love

with him anymore.



   

                   

I can't bear it.



   

                   

The light's changed.



   

                   

Remember...



   

                   

I love you.



   

                   

Where's dad?



   

                   

At a conference?



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

I am sorry.



   

                   

What are you doing?



   

                   

Dad's at a conference.



   

                   

- That was amazing.

- What?



   

                   

I haven't seen

mom laughing in years.



   

                   

When did you learn

all those fancy dance steps?



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

What do you mean,

you don't know?



   

                   

I just knew.



   

                   

All of a sudden, they

came to me, and I just knew.



   

                   

Dad used to dance you

on his feet...



   

                   

all the time

when you were little.



   

                   

I don't remember.



   

                   

I saw this dress that would be

perfect for mom...



   

                   

for her birthday.

You want to go halves?



   

                   

How much?



   

                   

$  .   each with tax.



   

                   

Yeah, OK.



   

                   

- I'll pick it up.

- Sure.



   

                   

- You got the cash?

- Yeah.



   

                   

I'll go get it.



   

                   

I got one in process. Yeah.



   

                   

Security will be

right here. OK?



   

                   

Just hold on there.



   

                   

- Is this her?

- Yeah.



   

                   

You have something for us?



   

                   

It's in her boot.



   

                   

Could you lift your pants leg

for us, ma'am?



   

                   

What do we have here?



   

                   

Decided to do a little shopping

today, did we?



   

                   

I'm in jail.



   

                   

I...



   

                   

Just listen.



   

                   

No, you don't

have to tell her.



   

                   

No, you don't.



   

                   

Take a taxi.

You've got the money.



   

                   

Don't lie to me.



   

                   

No. No, don't tell her. Please.



   

                   

Why are you doing this?

Goddamn it.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

No. I'm sorry.



   

                   

No. I know. I know.

I'm sorry.



   

                   

Really, really, Katie,

I'm sorry.



   

                   

Please.



   

                   

I wish that woman would shut

her damn mouth.



   

                   

She lost her babies.



   

                   

What? What in God's name

are you talking about?



   

                   

They drowned, and she thinks

it's her fault.



   

                   

You don't speak Spanish.



   

                   

- When did she tell you that?

- That's what she's saying.



   

                   

You don't speak Spanish.



   

                   

She listens to it

on the radio all the time.



   

                   

I do not.



   

                   

This?



   

                   

And this?



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

That?



   

                   

No. I bought that one.



   

                   

You're ruining

mom and dad's life.



   

                   

You can't go.

You're grounded!



   

                   

Hi.





 

                   

Don't stop.



 

                   

Keep driving.



 

                   

I heard about these experiments

scientists were doing.



 

                   

They put this dog

in a large cage...



 

                   

that they had wired

so that every time...



 

                   

the dog stepped

on one side of the cage...



 

                   

it would get

an electrical shock.



 

                   

The dog learned right away...



 

                   

to stay on the other side

of the cage.



  

                   

And then when it had

gotten used to living...



  

                   

on that side of the cage.

They rewired it...



  

                   

so that the cage would give

the dog an electrical shock...



  

                   

on the side

it had learned to stay on.



  

                   

The dog figured this out

right away...



  

                   

and changed back

to the other side of the cage.



  

                   

But then the scientists wired

the entire floor of the cage...



  

                   

to give random shocks...



  

                   

so that no matter

where the dog lay down...



  

                   

it would eventually

get a shock.



  

                   

And the dog acted

confused at first.



  

                   

And then it panicked...



  

                   

Crying and going crazy.



  

                   

And eventually.

It just gave up...



  

                   

and quit trying to figure it out

or get away.



  

                   

It just laid down...



  

                   

and took the electrical shocks

as they would come.



  

                   

But the experiment...



  

                   

The experiment wasn't over.



  

                   

The scientists

opened the cage door...



  

                   

expecting the dog to run out...



  

                   

but it didn't.



  

                   

It just lay there.

Getting shocked.



  

                   

That was the most amazing

part about it...



  

                   

that when the cage door

was opened...



  

                   

and the dog could go.

It didn't.



  

                   

It just lay there being shocked.



  

                   

It just got used to it...



  

                   

and it thought that

that was all to life there was.



  

                   

Is that what

they teach you in school?



  

                   

No.



  

                   

Where'd you hear about it?



  

                   

In my head.



  

                   

So. You think I'm crazy?



  

                   

No. I heard about

those experiments...



  

                   

on the radio last week.



  

                   

You think I heard it

on the radio. Too?



  

                   

Maybe.



  

                   

Maybe you heard it in passing...



  

                   

and just weren't

paying attention.



  

                   

God told me...



  

                   

In my head.



  

                   

Don't you believe me?



  

                   

I believe God speaks to people

all sorts of ways...



  

                   

Whether it's through the radio

or another person...



  

                   

Or in our own heads.



  

                   

I'm carrying the Christ child.



  

                   

God came to me and told me.



  

                   

That's how come

I have these visions.



  

                   

I know how to do things...



  

                   

How to make my mother

laugh and dance.



  

                   

I see things...



  

                   

like Lorna's drowned babies...



  

                   

And your husband hitting you.



  

                   

It's a gift...



  

                   

These things I see.



  

                   

Yes.



  

                   

No. I got to take care

of the baby.



  

                   

I'm so sorry.



  

                   

And just one more item.



  

                   

This is what

I caught her stealing.



  

                   

Do you want to buy it?



  

                   

Yes. I would.



  

                   

That's $  .  .



  

                   

Have a good day.



  

                   

Thanks. I'm sorry

for the inconvenience.



  

                   

Terribly sorry. Jessie.



  

                   

And she's gonna make you

buy them all back from her?



  

                   

One piece at a time.



  

                   

They'll be too small by then.



  

                   

I'll give them to you.



  

                   

Unused hand-me-downs.

It's a deal.



  

                   

No... thanks.



  

                   

Come on.



  

                   

What is this?



  

                   

A pregnancy test.



  

                   

Don't smart-aleck me. Miss.

I know it's a pregnancy test.



  

                   

Now answer me.



  

                   

You answer me.



  

                   

It's not what you think.



  

                   

It's not?

What is it. Then?



  

                   

Immaculate conception?



  

                   

Yes.



  

                   

Don't you mock me.



  

                   

I'm not.



  

                   

It's true.



  

                   

God came to me and told me...



  

                   

I'm going to have

a Christ child.



  

                   

God put the baby inside me.



  

                   

Go pee on the stick.



   

                   

I don't have to go.



   

                   

I said pee on the stick.



   

                   

And you're not having

an abortion!



   

                   

You girls think

that's the answer to everything.



   

                   

- I'm keeping it.

- No. You're not.



   

                   

That test winds up pregnant...



   

                   

and you're out of here

so fast...



   

                   

and that baby's

up for adoption.



   

                   

- What is that?

- It's negative.



   

                   

You're not even pregnant.



   

                   

And there's only one reason

you'd think you were.



   

                   

They're so fucking stupid.



   

                   

You have to wait four weeks...



   

                   

for the test

to work anyway. You idiot.



   

                   

Stupid fucking idiot.



   

                   

What was that?

What was that. Miss?



   

                   

I said it's true.

You'll see.



   

                   

Whore! Whore!



   

                   

I talked to the pastor.



   

                   

Sunday. Before communion...



   

                   

he's gonna call you

up to the altar...



   

                   

and you'll confess

to the congregation...



   

                   

that you've been lying.



   

                   

- I won't.

- You will.



   

                   

I won't...

because it isn't true.



   

                   

The truth is inside me.



   

                   

God speaks to me.



   

                   

That's a blasphemy. Jessie.



   

                   

Who's the liar?



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Conferences?



   

                   

What are you saying?

What are you talking about?



   

                   

Jeanne.



   

                   

You're lying.



   

                   

Let's ask Jeanne.



   

                   

I told you before...



   

                   

God speaks to me.



   

                   

And I know things

I never knew before.



   

                   

It's not gonna stop

with eggs and graffiti.



   

                   

If you go against me...



   

                   

I won't be able

to protect you.



   

                   

This town will turn against you

quicker than quick.



   

                   

I won't betray

my God for you.



   

                   

And I won't betray

my God for you.



   

                   

I'm telling you.

That's what they said.



   

                   

Why would they say it

if it's not true?



   

                   

I didn't have sex

with the whole football team!



   

                   

That's what the guys said.



   

                   

I'm a virgin.

I'm a virgin.



   

                   

I haven't had sex with anyone.



   

                   

You're pregnant.



   

                   

It's God's baby.



   

                   

I'll get you some water.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

- Come on now.

- Cut it out.



   

                   

Why would I want to do that?



   

                   

I was wondering if you could

cash out my check for me...



   

                   

from my route.



   

                   

Why don't you just turn

your water into wine...



   

                   

or your napkin into money?



   

                   

Or if that doesn't work...



   

                   

why don't you just steal

whatever it is you need?



   

                   

Leave her alone. Man.



   

                   

Yeah. Let me see

what I can do. All right?



   

                   

Why don't you open your eyes

and stop deluding yourself?



   

                   

No one's buying

this virgin crap.



   

                   

Are you crazy?



   

                   

He's never wanted you.



   

                   

What makes you think he'd want

you now that you're pregnant?



   

                   

He's got a life.



   

                   

He's got a full scholarship

in front of him.



   

                   

He got it?



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

Wow. That's great.



   

                   

Yeah. So leave him alone.



   

                   

- He's not interested.

- Hey. Michael.



   

                   

I'll still marry you.



   

                   

We'll raise the baby together.



   

                   

No one's gonna want you now!



   

                   

Goddamn it!



   

                   

Damn it.



   

                   

Damn it. Goddamn it.



   

                   

Damn.



   

                   

I'm so sorry.



   

                   

I am so sorry.



   

                   

What are you doing here?



   

                   

God told me.



   

                   

And I hear

this boy behind me...



   

                   

whisper that I had sex with him

for a cigarette.



   

                   

Some boy... I don't even

know his name.



   

                   

And I don't even smoke

after the baby.



   

                   

And the next thing I know...



   

                   

the rumor is going

through the entire gym.



   

                   

It's just hormones.

They're so horny...



   

                   

they don't even know

what to do with themselves.



   

                   

But they're so afraid

of their own sexuality...



   

                   

that they turn it into

fantasies about you.



   

                   

But it's not fair.



   

                   

Why are people so afraid

that a girl might like sex?



   

                   

But I'm not having sex.



   

                   

Coffee. Please.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

And an apple turnover. Please.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

Stole my babies!



   

                   

You killed them.

You son of bitch!



   

                   

You say that to me?



   

                   

Fuck you. Fuck son of bitch!



   

                   

This is a free country.



   

                   

Such a lie.

Such a lie.



   

                   

They're all liars.



   

                   

Watch out!

They lie to you!



   

                   

They lie to you.

Take your babies!



   

                   

Son of bitch! Son of bitch!



   

                   

Are you all right?



   

                   

They are liars.



   

                   

I know.



   

                   

The government lie.



   

                   

The President lie.



   

                   

All the son of bitch liars!



   

                   

I know.



   

                   

It's not fair.



   

                   

No. It's not.



   

                   

It's not fair.



   

                   

Fuck! Motherfucker!

Son of bitch!



   

                   

You're gonna be all right.



   

                   

They're gonna lock me up.

Motherfuck!



   

                   

No one will lock you up.

You haven't done anything wrong.



   

                   

You're just angry.



   

                   

Fill me with pills!

I don't want any pills!



   

                   

What's the trouble?



   

                   

There's no trouble.

I think she's been drinking...



   

                   

and she's angry.



   

                   

You want to stand up

a moment. Ma'am?



   

                   

Don't you touch me.

You son of bitch!



   

                   

She hasn't done anything.

Leave her alone.



   

                   

You gonna arrest me

for eating. You son of bitch?



   

                   

Please. She hasn't

done anything.



   

                   

We're not gonna hurt her.



   

                   

We're just gonna put her in the

car till an ambulance gets here.



   

                   

She's all right! Please!



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

What are you doing. Man?



   

                   

Come on. Man.

Let's get out of here.



   

                   

Unbelievable.



   

                   

I can't believe

you did that. Man.



   

                   

Well. You know...



   

                   

she was passed out.



   

                   

It still counts.



   

                   

So she's not a virgin?



   

                   

Miss high and mighty.



   

                   

I knew it.

How could she be?



   

                   

God. This could ruin

everything for me. Man.



   

                   

My scholarship...



   

                   

forget about it.



   

                   

Whoa. What are you

talking about?



   

                   

Nobody knows. Brother.



   

                   

Yeah. I know. But...



   

                   

You didn't tell

anyone but me. Right?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Keep it that way.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

You can't say a word

to anyone. All right?



   

                   

Yeah. Right.



   

                   

All right.



   

                   

You can't do that.



   

                   

Until you're eighteen.

I can do whatever I want.



   

                   

I'll be eighteen

in three weeks.



   

                   

The baby is due

in one week...



   

                   

and you will

give that baby up.



   

                   

I'm scared.



   

                   

These people

who are adopting the baby...



   

                   

are supposed to be

very nice people.



   

                   

They'll take good care

of it. I'm sure.



   

                   

Dad can't do that.



   

                   

I don't think

it's even legal.



   

                   

Jessie... you have to stop.



   

                   

Remember when you were little?

You were always running.



   

                   

You couldn't sit still.



   

                   

And we called you Go-go...



   

                   

because you were

always on the go.



   

                   

We loved you so much.



   

                   

I thought you were my own baby.



   

                   

And you hated that.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

But I'd pick you up anyway...



   

                   

and carry you around...



   

                   

and kiss you and kiss you

over and over.



   

                   

I'd kiss you. And you just...



   

                   

You hated that so much.



   

                   

You didn't want me

touching you.



   

                   

You didn't want me kissing you.



   

                   

And you'd scream...



   

                   

and call me

"Substitute Mommy"...



   

                   

which I hated.



   

                   

And then you'd bite me

and bite me...



   

                   

and keep on biting so hard.

Till I'd bleed sometimes...



   

                   

and I'd have to let you go.



   

                   

And you would just run

so fast away from me.



   

                   

I'd chase you and chase you...



   

                   

and could never catch you.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

I think that's why

you're such a great runner.



   

                   

Because of me

loving you so much...



   

                   

that you just had to run away

from me all the time.



   

                   

Always having

to run away from me.



   

                   

And also because...



   

                   

because it's your gift...



   

                   

because God touched you.



   

                   

It's God in you

when you're running.



   

                   

I'm training

tomorrow morning...



   

                   

Early.



   

                   

You want to clock me?



   

                   

That's four.



   

                   

What's my time?



   

                   

Seven minutes a mile.



   

                   

Your pace is staying

absolutely the same.



   

                   

That's amazing.



   

                   

Can I change this now?



   

                   

No. I love this guy.

He's great.



   

                   

Guess what. Katie.



   

                   

Can I have some water?



   

                   

I've decided I'm gonna name

my baby after you.



   

                   

You can't do that.

It's a girl's name.



   

                   

It's a girl.

I had another vision.



   

                   

Christ can't be a girl.

God can't be a girl.



   

                   

Why not?



   

                   

Don't be stupid.



   

                   

I'm not being stupid.

It's true.



   

                   

I don't know why

you don't ever believe me.



   

                   

It's OK.



   

                   

Jessie. Please.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

You have to stop.



   

                   

Stop what?



   

                   

This lying.



   

                   

It's not a lie.



   

                   

Please. Jessie. For me.



   

                   

What do you want me to do?



   

                   

Tell the pastor it's a lie.



   

                   

The...



   

                   

I'm here today...



   

                   

I...



   

                   

The pastor asked...



   

                   

I was speaking

to the pastor yesterday...



   

                   

and he thought it...



   

                   

might be right

for me to tell you all...



   

                   

Now just confess your sins.



   

                   

About...



   

                   

Love.



   

                   

Jessie. Please.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

God is inside me.



   

                   

Just as he is

in each and every one of you.



   

                   

I love you.



   

                   

I love you.



   

                   

Sinner. Repent.



   

                   

Repent. Sinner.



   

                   

Wait!



   

                   

In the name of God.

I command you...



   

                   

to drop to your knees

and confess your sins. Woman!



   

                   

In the name of Christ.

Repent and be born again!



   

                   

In the name of Christ.

Be born again!



   

                   

Jesus still loves you!



   

                   

You know exactly

what has to be done.



   

                   

Satan has entered

this church.



   

                   

We cannot have that.



   

                   

Stop it! Let me go!



   

                   

Whore!



   

                   

Stop it!



   

                   

Let me go! Stop!



   

                   

Get the fucking car!



   

                   

I love you. I love you.

I love you.



   

                   

Thanks.



   

                   

What is your problem. Man?



   

                   

I told you. Never a scratch.

Never a dent.



   

                   

We scared her. Man...



   

                   

put her in her place.



   

                   

Who?



   

                   

I mean. Who does she think

she is. Anyway?



   

                   

We know where

that baby came from...



   

                   

and it ain't from God.



   

                   

And you ought not

be forgetting that. Either.



   

                   

What the hell are we gonna do

about that little girl?



   

                   

That's what I'd like to know!



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

I don't understand.

I just don't understand.



   

                   

I don't understand

half of the things...



   

                   

that come out of your mouth.



   

                   

And I don't think you... What?



   

                   

What do you know about it?



   

                   

What the hell

do you know about it?



   

                   

I don't even think

you've ever had...



   

                   

a true meeting yourself

with your own understanding...



   

                   

of Jesus Christ or the church

that we belong to...



   

                   

what your daughters

ought to be doing.



   

                   

And how could you?

You tell me that.



   

                   

How could you?

You're drunk half the time.



   

                   

What do you mean you're sorry?



   

                   

Damn! Damn!



   

                   

This is important to me!



   

                   

This is goddamn important to me!

Do you understand that?



   

                   

I'm trying my best.



   

                   

I don't know what the hell

to do anymore!



   

                   

Oh. God. Jessie!



   

                   

Help!



   

                   

Help! Somebody!



   

                   

Oh. God. Come on. Jessie.



   

                   

Help us!



   

                   

Please. Dear God.

Don't let her die.



   

                   

Please. God. I'll believe

every word she says.



   

                   

Please. God. Help her. Please.



   

                   

Nurse! Nurse!

My sister's hurt.



   

                   

Here she is.

Please help her.



   

                   

I told you

what happened...



   

                   

and you said not to tell anyone.

Not to worry about it...



   

                   

you'd take care of it...



   

                   

but you didn't say

anything about hurting her.



   

                   

OK. If that's how you

scare someone. You are sick.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

You...



   

                   

Listen. You do not

love her. Man. All right?



   

                   

That is not love. OK?



   

                   

No. It is not.



   

                   

No. No. Do not come down here.



   

                   

Excuse me. A girl was admitted...

Jessie Reynolds. My girlfriend.



   

                   

She's pregnant with my child.

I have to see her.



   

                   

Wait one moment. Sir.



   

                   

What the hell do you think

you're doing here. Man?



   

                   

Excuse me.

You're the father?



   

                   

- Yes. Ma'am.

- Follow me.



   

                   

Excuse me.



   

                   

Where is she?



   

                   

Hi.



   

                   

How you feeling?



   

                   

What are you doing here?



   

                   

I have something

I have to tell you.



   

                   

I'm the father of your baby.



   

                   

It's crazy.



   

                   

I was scared

to tell you before.



   

                   

You don't remember. I know.



   

                   

It was the dance.



   

                   

You were up in the woods

drinking...



   

                   

and you passed out...



   

                   

and I...



   

                   

You know...



   

                   

I did it.



   

                   

You're a liar.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

It's true.



   

                   

You ain't been inside of me.



   

                   

I'd have known it

to my core...



   

                   

if you had been inside of me...



   

                   

you ugly...



   

                   

you ugly. Gross...



   

                   

If you tell anybody this...



   

                   

I'm gonna charge you with rape.



   

                   

I am gonna see that you spend

the rest of your damn life...



   

                   

in a penitentiary for rape.



   

                   

Now get the hell out of here!



   

                   

I mean it!



   

                   

Get the hell out of here!



   

                   

Get out!



   

                   

Nurse!



   

                   

I think you better leave now.

You're upsetting her.



   

                   

Get out! Get out!



   

                   

Get out of here!

Get out!



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

You're the father?



   

                   

Yes. Sir.



   

                   

Jessie's gonna be fine.



   

                   

But I'm sorry

to have to tell you...



   

                   

that the baby didn't make it.



   

                   

I'm sorry.



   

                   

Come on. Man. Let's go.



   

                   

What is your problem. Man?

Let's go.



   

                   

You got nothing

to worry about.



   

                   

The baby's dead.



   

                   

OK.



   

                   

The nurse will hook her up

to Pitocin.



   

                   

That will induce labor

and bring on the miscarriage.



   

                   

If you'll both come with me...



   

                   

I'll need your signatures

on some release forms.



   

                   

Jessie. I'll have the nurse

bring something...



   

                   

to calm you down.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

I'm fine.



   

                   

I'm really...



   

                   

OK. Then. The nurse will be in

shortly with the medication.



   

                   

What are you doing?



   

                   

The baby is alive.



   

                   

What are you talking about?



   

                   

The baby's still alive.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

I can feel it's alive.



   

                   

I can feel God inside me.



   

                   

And I only have one more day

to hold on...



   

                   

until I turn eighteen.



   

                   

Tomorrow. I can have the baby.

And it's mine.



   

                   

It's all mine.



   

                   

The nurse is coming now.



   

                   

No. You've got to get me

out of here.



   

                   

But what if it's dead?



   

                   

What if they're right

and it's dead?



   

                   

Maybe you should be here

in the hospital.



   

                   

I told you. It's not dead.



   

                   

Didn't you say...



   

                   

that if God saved me...



   

                   

you'd believe

anything I told you?



   

                   

Didn't you pray that?



   

                   

You were unconscious.



   

                   

Didn't you pray that?



   

                   

Hide me until tomorrow.



   

                   

Please.



   

                   

Be back to hook you up

in a few minutes.



   

                   

I'll call anesthesiology

about your epidural. OK?



   

                   

- Hey. Is your car still here?

- Yeah.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

I can't do it anymore.



   

                   

It's OK.



   

                   

No. I can't. Please.



   

                   

Please. Don't make me

do it anymore.



   

                   

I can't.



   

                   

I can't! I can't!



   

                   

Push. Push. Push!

Come on!



   

                   

You were right.



   

                   

It's a girl.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

May I hold her?



   

                   

She's dead.



   

                   

I know.



   

                   

She's dead.



   

                   

This. Too. Is God.



   

                   

She's dead!



   

                   

She left me her visions.



   

                   

I still have my visions.



   

                   

She left God inside.



   

                   

I guess I'm sorry to her

most of all.



   

                   

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.









 
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