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The rascals sweet waters

In the bottom of the Arkansas River now

He's eating coal and Spanish

In the daylight donkey

He rolled into town smelling like a sea breeze.

Hmm?

That's me.

Where?

There.

Ed and I were having breakfast and we heard a noise outside.

I mean, like a howl.

Yeah.

So anyway, we come out here with the gun,

and there he is, standing there looking back

from behind the bushes.

He wasn't wearing any clothes.

I'll spend a few minutes with him.

I've done all I can do for now.

Figured we needed a second opinion.

What should I expect?

Just go in easy.

We don't reckon he can talk.

How you doing?

The blessings we get are not always the blessings we want.

Now, Ed and Marcy, I see an opportunity here.

Pardon me, Father, but it's been a long while

since we come to terms with things as they are.

You're right.

You have a home here without a child, and you're used to it.

You think he was led this way?

I see a boy who's been on his own

for there's no telling how long.

I say the Lord is watching.

It doesn't matter.

He needs to be somewhere that can handle him.

And how can we know if he'll take to folks

or if folks will take to him?

Perhaps we can't.

Now, either he can go to the station,

or he can stay here with you for a while.

I'll make a few calls.

Suppose we could make him some breakfast.

Eggs.

You may find he might take to folks.

I never can forget the day

When my dear mother

Did sweetly say

You are leaving

My darling boy

You always have been

Your mother's of joy

Now, as you leave

This world alone

You may not be able

To get back home

But remember, Jesus

Who lives on high

Is watching over you

With a mighty eye.

The world is so far

Oh sin and woe

And many sorrows

Everywhere you go

But remember, Jesus

Who's everywhere

If you get in trouble now

He'll meet you there

It's healing as it should.

You must have a good connection with the man upstairs.

Get changed, and I'll meet you in my office

You're a fucking freak.

You fucking bit my hand.

Pete.

Get in there right now.

All y'all, get in there.

Come on.

Right damn now!

My hand.

My thumb is hanging off.

Jesus Christ.

We were pleased to welcome Nathan

into the St. James family, but I'm afraid

that as he's matured--

We both know they provoke him.

Kids were picking on him, but nothing physical.

And how does he respond?

He bites him.

Broke the skin.

We had to take him to the hospital.

Just look at this guy.

It is no use.

He's never been in a fight in his life.

No reason our son won't get the same as anyone's.

Call the others in.

See about their place here.

I really wish I could help here.

I do.

But it's time to consider that homeschooling was a better fit.

Sorry, mom.

I suppose you all deserve an update.

I did receive a clean bill of health,

but I formally won't be returning till next week.

There's strength here.

Theodore will live on in each and every one of you.

May his soul, and the soul of all the faithful

departed, through the mercy of god rest in peace.

Let's bow our heads.

Thank you both.

That was a wonderful service.

Well, Ted was a wonderful man.

52 years of marriage says it all.

It's quite a feat, Mrs. Webb.

Please I've heard my share of kind words today.

Father, I'd like you to meet with my lawyer

to discuss the matter of the will.

Well, I hope he didn't think it was necessary to leave

anything for me.

He was very fond of you.

Join us at the Bradford office tomorrow at noon?

Yeah, sure.

You two have a lovely day.

God bless you.

OK.

I think we should get a couple tuna salads.

Go easy on our hearts.

Can I share something with you?

I mean, you might think it's unsavory coming from a funeral

to talk about a loss of an eye.

I don't think that's unsavory, Father.

How y'all doing? You good?

Sure are, Jo.

I'll have the tuna salad.

OK.

And for you?

The steak and eggs and fried liver on the side, please.

Stop it.

OK, that'll be out in a minute.

Now, this tumor, it has a way of bringing

on a series of nightmares.

It's just an image.

I can't move for nothing.

And there's this figure comes into the light.

And I see that it's my father, a man I deeply love,

stood over me.

And he reaches for my face.

And, I mean, you've never seen fingers as long as these.

Before you know, he lays hold of my eye,

wrestling it from the socket.

But then again, it's just strange.

Freaky dreams.

Freaky dreams.

You would not believe the way they fuck with these fish.

I mean, some of them are in tanks so full of their own shit,

they ain't never going to see the light of day till they die.

I remember I watched someone swing a catfish by the tail

just to see how far they could throw it.

I hope you're not doing any of that crap, Riley.

No way.

He'll sting you if you hold him wrong.

What's all this research for, anyway?

I mean, what else you got to learn about a catfish?

I don't know.

You talking to the wrong person, pops.

If you ask me, they're a bad fish.

What we got today?

We're still up in the back part by the river.

That ain't so bad.

Be out of everyone's way.

Dude, I hate it out here.

At least there was shade in the car wash.

You hear about the party in the woods, Pete?

I heard that the football team's going to light a huge fire.

All right, then.

I woke up today, and there was a spider in my bed.

I killed it.

My dad said it was a brown recluse.

What's that?

Those will raise hell if you let them.

I got a cousin bit by one.

Thought they had to take his whole fucking arm off.

Ooh!

Hey, cheer up, feral boy.

You really bit into him, didn't you?

Didn't mean to.

That's what it sounds like, you know?

Greasy fucker had it coming.

Yeah, Sawyer is a greasy fucker.

Gotta ask after today, man.

You really grow up with wild animals?

I know as much about that as y'all do.

It's no difference to me.

Your pops looked like he came out of the woods, too.

Hey, feral boy, why don't you come to that fire party tonight?

My dad's going to get us a fifth of whiskey.

They don't want me to go.

Like hell they don't.

Be too far gone to notice.

You goddamn right.

Check this out.

More heavy rain from hurricanes and tropical storms.

You know my friends from the fish farm?

That boy and girl, or the fat ones from last summer?

Boy and girl.

Want me to go with them to a party tonight.

Rapidly rising water has reached heights of 30--

Aren't you worried about that, especially with everything

going on right now?

Just bring them over tomorrow for a beer.

6 inches of torrential rain from decaying hurricanes

or tropical systems can also produce river flooding.

I'll have plenty of friends there.

Distant thunder roar from a faraway thunderstorm.

Are they picking you up?

Come on, Marcy, it's pretty apparent.

Before the hurricane--

Glad to see you at the diner for lunch today.

It's like it used to be.

Before, I only saw you at night.

That's entirely your choice.

When I couldn't sleep as a kid, I always had some milk.

Sometimes it still does the trick.

I don't know about tonight, though.

Feral boy.

Come on, man.

dressed like that? Put on some pants.

Let's go. - All right, then.

All right, let's do it.

Hurry up.

Get a drink.

You don't take forever.

Hey, try to enjoy yourself.

I will.

I hope so.

Pull?

Who's going to take me serious?

I think you look handsome.

Like a pirate priest.

That'd be nice.

I'll come back and see you soon.

Man, I'm never buyin' from that sawyer again.

He, like, sits on this shit in school all day.

Hey, everybody!

Feral boy's here.

It's a party now.

Son of a bitch.

I think it's coming home.

I'm sorry, Nate.

Imagine how many mosquitoes you just let in here?

I hope he found himself a good bed to sleep in.

I'll call Riley's dad.

See if he wound up over there or something.

I bequeath to Father Jack Andrew Moss my 1989 Jaguar

convertible.

I know you admired it, and I always

valued our pleasant conversations following mass.

I must specify that the car is my personal gift to you

and is not intended for donation to the church.

My wife will provide instructions

for its care and upkeep.

I trust you will follow them.

I appreciate it.

He often spoke of passing it on to you when it came time.

Surely one of your children may

be interested in the vehicle.

He wished he would go to someone who'd take care of it.

I really don't know what to say.

Why don't you come by on Monday?

Family will be out of the house then.

Yeah, all right.

I'll be damned.

There was a fight?

Not even.

Well, what was it then?

There were some firecrackers.

And I thought he walked home.

And you just let him out in the woods?

Well, that's where he's from, dad.

I thought he was crossing in the cornfield.

Your friend came by this morning.

I told him you were still asleep.

Why didn't you get me up?

I tried, but you're hard to wake.

I'm just going to go to my room.

invite you to take a closer look at Sonoma County

in the '90s with your host, Rick McLendon.

Before we begin today's service,

I'm afraid tragedy has befallen a young member

of our congregation.

Nathan Fowler was discovered dead yesterday.

I'll leave the graphic details to the papers.

The police are investigating foul play.

And I got to admit, I'm angry.

I hope for the family's sake, there are consequences.

I wish you would have asked him to put it off for a while.

Guy's a cyclops.

I think it's beneficial to keep in mind here

that God didn't take Nathan away from us,

but that he received him.

I can appreciate that, Father.

We usually don't smoke inside.

It can be a difficult concept.

I'm sorry, Father.

All this is horseshit.

Marcy, I believe your son was special.

Special?

How special?

That the Lord was watching out?

Looking over him?

I'm asking for answers to this, too.

Believe me.

Well, I'm sure the police are doing all they can.

They ran out of onions.

You made sure?

The lady told me.

Which lady?

Go in and ask.

I'm ready to get home.

That'd be fine.

I bet you got onions, didn't you?

Don't you let--

Let him go on being miserable.

You don't want that.

Are they going to keep acting that way?

They ain't going to get anywhere else.

Shit, Jo.

They blame me for bringing him into their lives.

They wouldn't want it any other way.

Did you really believe he was led there?

It seems there were too many coincidences.

How about now?

No, I don't think so.

I mean, if this was supposed to happen, if this was a test,

then we all fail.

But what would be the point of something so cruel?

I had a dream the other night after you left.

I was in the kitchen, and something caught my eye

on the back end.

And the floor got a little cooler with every step I took.

And at the top of the stairs, the bathroom door was glowing.

I mean, it was like a light you'd never seen, oscillating.

And something told me to stop in my tracks, so I did.

I just turned around and went back to my room

and closed the door.

And then what?

Nothing.

Nothing.

What did you expect?

Well, it sounds like you should have gone through.

And you would have?

Well, it's a dream.

There's nothing to run from.

Maybe not for you.

Well, then that's a nightmare.

Maybe you're right.

Good morning, everyone.

I'm Detective Cook, but my friends like to call me Tank.

This here is Detective Hanson.

Class, we'll try not to be too much of a disruption,

but we'll be pulling you all out of the room one at a time.

Be honest with us.

And if you got something to tell us, you best do it.

First up, Pete Arrington.

Right through there.

We've heard from some of your classmates

that you were friends with Nathan.

I didn't know he had too many.

Guess we hung out enough.

We all worked at the Research Center and the ponds.

From your perspective, Pete, how did the others take to him?

At first, most of them were friendly.

But Feral Boy never could get the hang of things.

A lot of people tried to get at him.

But if you got used to him, you liked him.

This Riley gal.

She a friend too?

Yeah, she liked him from the start.

She and Nathan never show an interest?

No, not like that.

It was like-- you know how it's just easy with some folks?

They got along.

Hello?

She wears a hearing aid.

TV's on.

Man, I'm not coming out here with you again.

Oh, Mrs. Webb.

Father, let me show you to the car.

Come on, Woody.

Well, he kept in terrific shape.

He spent plenty of time doing it.

Change the oil every 5,000 miles.

10W-50.

The leather requires a good coat of Armor All.

If you're going out of town, the battery

ought to be kept on a trickle charger.

I'll send that home with you.

You got that written up?

Sheet's in the glove box.

He had it laminated.

Think you can manage that?

He'll do just fine.

This is the only car we ever owned that never broke down.

Are you taking tallies on how many drinks I had?

What I know is that my hand got bit.

That's the motherfucker.

I can feel it.

I don't know, Pete.

You know, he used to hook us up all the time.

And a lot of people didn't like Feral Boy.

How many times did he go chewing through a hand?

You didn't see anything?

Sorry, it's my bad.

Intoxicated.

Memory's a little fuzzy.

So what did they ask you?

They thought me and Feral Boy were in love.

Yeah, they asked me about that, too.

Hey, Brian.

Hunter.

Hey, Marcy.

We're sorry for your loss and all, ma'am.

Suppose you're here to see Ed?

We just stopped by to see how he was doing.

He's out by the hangar.

Hang on a second.

I got something you all can bring him.

Hey, man.

Marcy thought you might be thirsty.

I got beer in the cockpit.

Yeah, I figured as much.

You know, we were talking and thought

maybe you could use a trip.

Take the boat out on the lake.

Catch some fish.

I don't need to catch any fish.

Hey, look, man.

You know, my Riley, she's real beat up about it, too.

Might do you some good to see some company every now and then.

A lot of time to talk out there on the water.

Come back tomorrow.

I like Miller Lite.

Well, give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Well, it's good enough for me

It was good for Paul and Silas

It was good for Paul and Silas

It was good for Paul and Silas

And it's good enough for me

Give me that old time religion

Give me that one time religion

Give me that old time religion

Well, it's good enough for me

Give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Well, it's good enough for me

Yeah, it's bad.

A lot of smoke.

Oh, does that mean fire?

No, no.

No fire.

Well, try and stand where I can see you.

All right.

Dear Father Moss, this is Charles Webb writing.

I trust that my letter has discreetly found you.

The car will be fine after a light tune-up.

I knew my wife could encourage you to accept the vehicle.

Perhaps, though, at the end of this account,

you wish not to drive it anyhow.

This story is from my early 20s.

I returned from Korea.

We played a lot of cards over there,

and that habit stuck with me.

The more debt I happened to accumulate, the more

fights I seem to pick.

I met a stranger traveling through town on the Greyhound.

He was an arrogant man who was soon throwing punches.

I spent some time in my car sobering up

at the end of the lot.

He staggered out of the place.

I took my cane from the back seat

and strolled through the rain and hit him

in the back of the head.

A few mean blows, and he stopped moving.

I pulled up the floorboards at a friend's old fishing shack.

Laid his body in front of the fireplace.

It remains, as far as I know, there to this day.

You see, Father, I have lived and died a contradiction.

In the last 50 years, I've had three children.

Six grandchildren.

I've been a loving and faithful husband.

By most accounts, a good man.

However, as I near the end of my life,

I fear the judgment that awaits me on the other side.

So, in addition to my confession,

I leave with you directions to the grave and a decision

to make.

That was this booth where he always had coffee.

How do I begin to tell his wife?

If he had come to you sooner, would you

have given him counsel?

I would encourage him to turn himself in.

She loved him for a very long time.

He's gone.

What good is that going to do now?

You think he would have said something if he didn't

like us calling the Feral Boy?

Gave him an identity.

But maybe he didn't want to stick out like that.

I'm going to go fishing with Brian and his friend.

You said you wanted to go through his room today.

A lot of time to talk out there on the water.

Looked like someone tampered with your serpentine belt.

They had it so tight, it just snapped.

Just like that.

Seemed like they wanted you to break down.

Nice car though, man.

Thanks.

Dude, I gotta go to this Boy Scout thing this weekend.

I'll tell you one thing.

My boy will never be a Boy Scout.

Oh, man.

Fuck that.

You can't let him be in the Boy Scouts?

Hell, no.

When I was in the Cub Scouts, my troop leader-- natural

born alcoholic.

What's your take on that, Ed?

Well, I picked up some pretty good memories out there.

I guess it just depends on who's running it.

I know I'm not looking forward to that shit.

Hello?

Mrs. Webb?

Broken heart, most likely.

Saw it go that way with my pop.

Yeah.

If you don't mind me asking, Detective,

have you been speaking much with the Fowlers?

Grisly situation.

Grisly is right, Father.

I sat with them after it happened.

They were in a sad state.

It hit me pretty hard, too.

Yeah, I hear you, man.

Look, forensics put out their report.

Hit and run, most likely.

Body dragged into the woods.

No witnesses come forward yet.

My condolences to the family, but it's a hard catch.

Yeah.

Well, thank you, Detective.

This will stay between us.

Hit and run?

Well, I'll be damned.

What do you think, Deacon, if this individual moves on,

has a good life--

a peaceful one, but never confesses to a soul--

not even god?

Where do you think he stands when he passes on?

I imagine it'll come back to bite him.

The change in this action wouldn't speak for itself?

And what would bring about that change?

You get off free once, you just come back

and see what else you can squeeze from the world.

Man, did I tell you all what happened to me the other day?

No. What happened?

I was in my kitchen making myself some cheese

toast for breakfast, and some fella walks in my house

and he starts screaming at me.

French fries and tater tots.

French fries and tater tots.

Just out of no-fucking-where.

You got that .22 under your bar.

Did you shoot him?

That motherfucker don't work, man.

It's worth a shot.

I went back to the house to get my .38.

By the time I got back out there, the dude was gone.

Hey, I think I got one, fellas.

Well, hell, man. Reel that shit in.

That's a pretty good size, man.

Here, knock his ass out and throw him in the cooler.

Hey! Hey, man.

- Come on. - Whoa.

Stop.

You're getting that shit all over me.

Shit, man.

Hey, Danny, your kitchen still open?

Nah.

Jack's already gone home for the day,

but I can get you a bag of chips.

You really shouldn't let them in here so young.

They from the high school?

Keeps them out of trouble.

Their father's hanging around here, anyway.

If you came by, I wouldn't mind you spending the night.

I'm already falling asleep.

I see.

I got time this weekend.

We could take the convertible somewhere.

Hide out in another town.

I don't think we should use that car anymore.

It's a car.

And he was just a guy.

Can I ask you a question, Jack?

Yeah.

Do you ask forgiveness after you see me?

I've been putting it off for now.

OK, Marcy.

You made your point.

His Boy Scout sash is on the dirt.

This ain't right.

Hello?

Mrs. Webb?

Get his ass!

Feral boy.

motherfucker!

Let's go!

Let's go.

You know what we're going to do when we catch you

Oh, yeah!

Yo.

Come on!

Get him.

Fuck!

The truck just kept going.

Look at him.

He's dead as shit.

We gotta move him now.

How many times are you going to read that thing?

I don't know about this.

I think I should just speak from the gut.

Can I read it to you?

I'll hear it soon enough.

I just want to get it right.

Hello?

Hey, Jo, you got a minute before you go to work?

I got something to show you.

Sure. Yeah.

Come on up.

And that's the Sutton kid.

They belong to the parish.

And that's Tom Hubbard's.

You know, the butcher.

These are children.

That's the five I saw.

You can't just accuse children of doing something

because you had a bad dream.

What were you planning on doing?

Hello, everybody.

I got a few words to say, if you'll just bear with me here.

Oh, fuck.

Shit.

I'm just going to bring up Father Moss.

I'm not going to pretend like this isn't difficult.

I don't want to wait for answers anymore.

Rare sort and could be so quiet.

We got to do something.

And had such a presence.

Sorry.

Let's all bow our heads for the opening prayer, please.

Whoa.

Just say it, motherfucker. Say it.

Say what?

You killed Feral Boy.

God dammit.

Look at my hands.

So what!

I got mine.

Check my backpack.

I swear.

Something you got to see in there.

You run for it, I'll break your nose

into so many fucking pieces, your mother won't recognize you.

The envelope.

You know how I sell.

Locker to locker.

Get the cash and leave the product.

Now, I found that in Chandler Newman's locker

I know what you did.

Meet me at the apartments on the Broadway Loop tomorrow at 4:30

PM.

Funny thing is, I saw that fucking priest

lurking around the school.

Pete, that's in, like, 20 minutes.

You should come with us.

Fuck me.

What's going to happen to us?

We're good, man.

Come on.

You don't need to know how I know.

But I have reason to believe that I'm the only one that does.

You got no idea what the hell you're talking about.

Shut the fuck up, Taylor.

Yeah, please be quiet.

I look at the five of you, and I wonder, how did you carry on?

I suppose you can't afford a conscience after doing something

like this.

You're wrong.

I haven't slept.

I dream things I never thought I would.

He stumbled onto us, Father.

We were trying to have a little fun with the kid.

Well, I'm not going to turn you in,

and I'm not going to expect you to yourselves.

But if you want me to step aside,

there's two things you need to understand.

There is potential in your lives for redemption,

and that this universe is very forgiving.

But also, the time we have to answer to our cruelty

is very limited, for some more than others.

So what do we do now?

Well, I'm not going to ask you all to pray.

Because, quite frankly, I have my own share of doubts.

But what you can do, you can take

what you learned from this, whatever there is to learn,

and you can hope that one day you can prove it.

Until then, gentlemen, you got to keep looking.

How you doing, Mr. Fowler?

How are you doing?

As soon as the sun crosses that wire right there,

that's when I start drinking.

Um, we got something to let you know about.

Come on in.

We saw all five of them with our own eyes.

Who was it y'all said got hold of this?

Sawyer Harrison, ma'am.

Ain't that the boy that got bit?

Yes, sir.

Pete, Riley, thank you for this.

Now be ready to give your statements when the time comes.

Said I wouldn't tell you anything

And I couldn't hide such a love as Jesus

You come to your senses?

Yeah, well.

Look, I'm cooking fish tonight.

Pull into the shade.

Give me a minute.

I got a funny question for you.

That crowd of younger people at the bar?

What?

The other day?

Yeah.

Newman's boy and them.

Yes, ma'am.

They wandered in not too long ago.

Maybe you should call them back.

All right.

Thank you.

I'm going to walk down to the Sheriff's.

Try to find a way to explain this.

There's nothing special about us.

No more than he was.

He wasn't brought into our life for any good reason.

We ain't part of some plan.

Would it change anything if we were?

Be back around 8:00.

I don't trust him.

It seems like he meant what he said.

Shit, we all know the Sheriff goes to church.

He's going to buckle.

Does it really even matter?

I'm in bed, and I hear my dog barking.

She's old.

She doesn't make much noise.

So I step out in the hallway, and Daisy's sitting there

in front of the door to the spare room, and it's shining.

Like, light goes right through it.

So I reach for the knob, and she starts

to run around my legs all wild.

But I swing it open anyways.

It's just dark.

Not like closing your eyes.

But nothing's there.

Then I wake up to the sound of a crow at my window.

Got a shift at the farm tomorrow?

3:00.

Me too.

Five seconds mile away.

You seem calm.

I am calm.

Did anything happen?

Not really.

Can't say it doesn't bother me.

But I figured it was best for everyone if I kept out of it.

You can get that if you want.

No.

Water's not cold yet.

Hello, you've reached Father Jack [inaudible speaking].

People come

And people go

Buried in them

Plots in a row

A cemetery her home...

Good to see you, Marcy.

Everyone's got their own separate will

When tomorrow comes,

I'll say goodbye to the sun

And I'll be welcomed by earth

Where we're surrounded by dirt

Bear me up on the high ground

Love me until the doors come down

And the river puts the water all around

You'll know

I'll be up on the high ground

Up on the high ground

Up on the high ground

Holy shit!

How did you know about that?

Daily walking close to thee

Oh, let it be

You know it'll be.

$3.79.

Pack of Red 100s.

$9.20.

Put your hands up, Marcy.

You have them now.

Hey!

It's all right.

She's calm.

Where's the rifle at, lady?

In the truck?

Hands in the air, now, Marcy.

Come on.

Good god!

Fuck, man!

Grab the paddle.

Oh, shit!

Go, go, go, go, go!

What the fuck is that?

I don't have a fuckin' clue, man.

We're about to fucking die, man.

What do you make of it?

We better get inside.

Come on, Rick.

I love you, Jo.

Tempted and tried

We're oft made to wonder

Why it should be us

All the day long

While there are others

Living about us

Never molested

Or in the wrong

Farther along

We'll understand why

Cheer up, my brother

Live in the sunshine

We'll understand it

All by and by

When we see Jesus

Coming in glory

When he comes from his

Home in the skies

Then we shall be in

The bright mansions

We'll understand it

All by and by

Farther along

We'll know all about it

Farther along

We'll understand why

Cheer up, my brother

Live in the sunshine

We'll understand it

All by and by

We'll understand it

All by and by