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The coach gets them hyped up with a

rousing speech, yes, but it's the prayer.

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It's the praying together as a team,

as a congregation with a common goal.

This, ladies and gentlemen, God tells us,

imagine 1820, if two or more are gathered

together in my name.

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And not the coach's names, not the

player's names, not

the fans' names, Kevin.

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If two or more are

gathered together in my name,

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I am there in the midst of them.

Hallelujah, somebody say hallelujah.

Hallelujah.

God of the football. [LAUGH]

These men, we learn

so much from these men.

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So it will be at the end of

age, the son of man will say,

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Friends, I'm wrapping this up a little

early today for obvious reasons.

Go Giants.

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My wife's giving me a look.

If by chance you're

visiting from somewhere else and

your team is not the

Giants, please don't be offended.

Go Giants.

[APPLAUSE]

I could be in trouble here.

If I could get the ministry team to join

me up front here and

everybody else let's stand up.

Stretch if you have to,

maybe hug the person next to you.

Give them a handshake,

an acknowledgement of their presence

beside you, their fellowship.

Hi, Zach.

Hi.

Yes.

Okay, let us pray.

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All right.

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Father, we thank you for your grace.

And your mercies abounding.

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You love us just as we are, but you love

us too much to let us remain who we are.

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You lift us from

ourselves, from our sins,

from our shortcomings, and who else?

Who else can love us like you do?

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We thank you for family and friends

together as a common goal in this room,

and that is to love

you, Jesus, in return.

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Let today's game be, regardless of who

wins or loses, go Giants.

[APPLAUSE]

Let today's game be a reminder of the

power and the beauty of togetherness.

If two or more are

gathered together in my name,

I am there in the midst of that.

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Thank you for being here, Papa.

Thank you.

Oh, the church says amen.

Amen. - Amen!

Amen. - Amen!

Folks, we'll see you all again next week,

same time, same place.

Please be careful today

and look out for each other.

Yes, all right.

All right, let's get home so we can start

heating up the food.

Oh, I almost forgot you guys are there.

If anybody is in need of prayer or

ministry staff is up here,

they'd love to pray with you.

Okay.

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So negative and it's all just there to scare you.

But that's why I stopped.

I mean, I know, I know we're supposed to

be aware and all that.

And I just don't understand

why I'm not like, you know,

whatever she was trying to say.

You're entitled to your peace.

Like really peace.

I leave with you my peace.

I give to you.

Thank you.

Amen.

Thank you.

Gosh, I didn't think it

would affect me like this.

I mean, why was she being so mean?

I mean, it's not like

I'm a bitch or anything.

I mean, I'm just not like I'm a, you

know, I'm not a Karen.

Hey, mom, what's a Karen?

Just go back to your drawing, sweetie.

This is grown up talk.

No, but I totally get it.

I get it too.

So the last time I was watching the news,

like on the TV news,

I was visiting my mom and

she had CNN turned up so loud.

Oh, my father does

that, but with Fox News.

Subtitles.

Anyway, so CNN just

turned up so loud and my mom,

she is shouting at the TV

just like my dad used to do.

And I turn and I watch it for a few

minutes and it's some

abortion issue thing.

And there's this girl in her 20s talking.

Oh, yeah.

So this girl is talking and

I swear while she's talking,

her face is starting to work.

Oh, yes.

Right.

And my mom, she doesn't see it because of

course she's never seen anything

for a whole entire life.

She's never seen anything.

And she's shouting at the TV like how

much she agrees with this girl.

And I'm like going

deaf in the middle of it.

And I'm watching this

TV in this girl's face.

It's morphing and it's

changing and I feel sick.

I'm sick watching this girl.

She is so young and she is so wise.

I've seen it too, but

I don't want to see it.

And we don't, we don't have to.

That's how they try to

make you feel guilty.

And I am not guilty.

I get to choose what I want

to see, what I want to hear,

what I want to allow into me, into my

thoughts, into my heart.

Amen.

I don't, my peace is too precious.

I don't need to compromise who I am.

And you don't have to.

No, because I choose what is edifying and

I choose what is excellent.

And I choose not to have

all this negative bullshit.

You know, I choose who sits on my table

nowadays to fake you very much.

Thanks a lot for putting

all this shit away for me.

Everybody drinking?

Drinking coffee.

No, I'm silly. It's wine.

And I couldn't find any of your wine

glasses, so we're using

your cute coffee mugs.

I don't think I own anything cute.

Come to think of it, I don't think I own

wine glasses either.

What? Never been a wine drinker?

No, I'm a whiskey and beer guy.

Of course you are, but how about the

ladies that come visit you?

Oh, they drink whiskey and beer too.

No, they don't.

You don't really care

where we put any of this stuff?

No, I trust all of you completely to put

it where it's supposed to go.

Well, I don't think that's

very smart on your part, sir.

I think I'll be all right.

You doing okay there, bub?

Yeah, I'm good. Thanks.

You know you can sit over

there with the men, right?

These bitches don't run you.

Excuse me, sir.

Why, too far?

Yeah, I'm okay right here for now.

Thanks for the suggestion, though.

Hey, it's a great house.

No, it isn't, man, but I

appreciate you being here.

Have some fun.

Yeah, man.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

(burps)

The fuck you boys listening to?

That looks a little shit.

I'm not fucking out.

Who's connecting?

Who's connecting right

now? Right fucking now.

I don't know.

Yeah, you're fucking sorry.

It's okay. It's okay.

I just don't know that I don't allow

bullshit music in my house.

You hear that? It's real music.

Real shit. Real instruments.

Something like my dad.

I could be a fucking dad. You don't know.

Real music, okay?

No fucking hip-hop

and whiny-ass bullshit.

Real drums. Real bass. Real guitar.

Listen to that shit. Listen to that shit.

Come on.

That's a tease right there, baby.

Whatever you're

listening to ain't got no teeth.

That was recycled,

remixed bullshit, okay?

The music we listen to says a lot about

who we are and who we want to be.

I mean, look at you guys.

What the fuck are white boys living in

suburban America at Mom and Dad's house?

Listen to fucking Lil Wayne.

Who's Lil Wayne?

Fuck right now.

What up, brother?

Hey, I'm so glad I

was stealing your phone.

Good to see you.

You look good, man.

A lot better than you, that's for sure.

(Laughing)

And who are these lovely ladies?

This is my wife, Chelsea.

This is my daughter, Michaela.

She's up with us for the weekend.

Oh, for the weekend?

Yeah, she's from my previous marriage.

So nice to meet you, Ryan Van Orton.

I am a huge, huge man.

Oh, my God!

This one's a little

bit crazy, so watch out.

Yeah, I can tell right away, yeah.

The fighting of the huge is huge.

Rangers, man, you are talented.

I'm kinda... I'm starstruck right now.

I'm sorry, it's just

you're here. You're here.

You live here now.

Don't be sorry, though.

So, uh, what's your story, Mackenzie?

Uh, it's Michaela.

Isn't that what I just said?

Don't worry about her, Ryan. She's 20.

Yeah, I'm 20, so don't worry about it.

You look a lot older than 20.

Yeah, okay, so we brought, um...

I don't know, what did we just say?

We brought lots of good stuff, Ryan.

Now, where's the kitchen?

Put me in the kitchen.

That's where I belong.

I love a woman who

knows her place at a party.

I'm just kidding.

So, don't worry about me, Ryan.

I'm not Michaela's generation.

I've got the lady balls.

Where'd you find this chick, Zach?

Yeah, out of bar.

(knocking)

(sighs)

(sighs)

(sighs)

(knocking)

Oh, what up, bud? Hey,

you remember this fucker?

Oh, yeah, I see Fred all the time.

He's always around.

Fuck you, too, Zach.

Get to this way, guys. Let's go.

(door opens)

I don't think it's gonna be him, though.

I don't think it's gonna be him, though.

I was right.

Yeah.

(screams)

(music playing)

(music playing)

What do I do?

(sighs)

Oh, shit, I'm gonna get this.

(music playing)

(whistling)

Now, this isn't the

house that he grew up in.

No, it's his parents' house.

It's his parents'

house, but his mom died,

and then his dad, his dad

married a woman from China,

I will just say.

China?

Yeah, and then this is

the house they lived in.

I think they died within

like a week of each other.

Oh, that's so sad.

Yeah, he's dead, that's definitely it.

Pastor David motherfucking O'Neill.

Wow, oh my gosh, look at you.

Do you age?

When was the last time I saw you?

I do age, I'm definitely older.

Who's this?

I'm Liz.

Thanks so much for having us.

We brought a lot of really great stuff.

Oh, perfect, perfect.

Nice to meet you, Lex.

It's Liz.

I think that's what I said.

Come on in.

Oh, thank you.

David.

Oh, oh, yeah, sorry, sorry, sorry.

Oh, hey.

(rock music)

(upbeat music)

Is that your drawing there, sweetheart?

It's just a man I don't like.

(upbeat music) My dad used to call hummus a

Mediterranean shawl shot.

That's totally something a dad would say.

Fred, my dad refused to even try hummus.

Oh yeah, is that right?

Yeah, he was an old school guy.

He was a fireman.

Meat and potatoes all

the time, all the way.

Man.

(upbeat music)

Hey, you told her he's non-binary now.

Non-binary.

How's that?

I can't even say that.

It's like he's not a guy or a girl,

he's just a person, right?

Yeah, that's just about it.

Why do you know that?

(upbeat music)

You know, when I was

young back in Wisconsin,

my dad, your grandfather,

was a tough son of a bitch.

And we were sitting

outside the barn one day,

and we just got done

doing whatever we were doing

for the day, and he's

letting me sip off his beer,

you know, can't tell mom.

I don't know how we got

on the subject of gay,

you know, like, homo shit.

And there's a barn cat that comes around.

Mom used to leave food and

water out for it all the time,

you know, and dad picks up the cat,

but he's getting more passionate about

his hate for the gays.

And he snaps the cat's neck

and chucks it against the barn.

Right?

I didn't even know what to say,

because I didn't say anything.

And then after a minute,

he looked at me and he goes,

boy, if I ever find out you're gay,

I will take a fucking shotgun to you,

fucking shotgun to you.

Right.

He told me to clean up the mess,

tell mom the cat stopped coming around,

and she didn't have to

leave food and water out for it

anymore.

(water running)

(footsteps)

My daddy used to always say,

son, you've got the stuff, do the stuff.

If you just do the stuff.

(upbeat music)

That stuck with me all these years later.

It's an out-of-the-box.

(upbeat music)

It isn't always about

believe and achieve.

Sometimes first we need to achieve.

And then, you become a believer.

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

Ladies and gentlemen,

the game is about to begin.

(applause)

Where are the young dudes at?

Oh, they're out in the

garage, I'll go get them.

They're still in the garage?

Yeah.

No, no, no, no.

Boys should be watching football.

I'll get them.

(indistinct chatter)

(upbeat music)

The fuck happened to the music out here?

Why did you let this happen?

(upbeat music)

Hey, that's mine.

What are you doing, dude?

What the fuck?

The game's about to start.

(door slams)

You should go tell your dad, dude,

that was like a bullshit.

Fuck this out, dude, it's a problem.

Well, I mean, he did say

he didn't want that music

in his house.

What the fuck?

I'm just saying, he kind of

disrespected him, you know?

(ominous music)

(indistinct chatter)

(water splashing)

(water splashing)

Smells good, boys.

Thanks, Fred.

What are you doing here, man?

Game starting.

Oh, he just ate a

little break, didn't you?

Fuck you, Ben. (laughing)

Are you having so much fun?

Uh, no, not really. Are you?

I don't care about football.

Actually, I fucking hate it.

(laughing)

Okay, tell us how you really feel.

Have you heard of the

Supermarshmallow Diarist?

Definitely not.

It's the part of the brain

that produces empathy in a person.

Hey, everybody, the game is starting.

We're gonna say a quick

prayer for the Giants.

Here, join.

Yep, coming in, go back.

Yeah.

(clapping)

Listening to religious

officials pray for a football team

is like watching a 48-year-old man

rape a dead 10-year-old girl.

(laughing)

Oh my God.

That was graphic.

On that note.

No, don't go.

I'm telling you about the

Supermarshmallow Diarist.

Okay.

Yeah, I'd rather be

out here right now, too.

Yeah, I...

I don't care about

the game like I used to.

Why's that?

Hmm, that's a good question.

I don't know if I've

a good answer, though.

It's so fucking boring.

I wouldn't say it's

boring, but you know what?

I think my dad is probably

the reason I stopped caring.

He...

This is probably...

This is kind of dark,

but he killed himself.

It's been about 20 years ago now.

Oh my God.

Hmm, I'm so sorry.

Oh my God.

But Loki, love how you

just came out with that.

It's real.

It's real.

Thanks, I guess.

It is what it is.

Anyway, he stopped watching sports.

Stopped watching football.

By the time he was

about the age I am now,

I've come to think of it.

Why?

I don't know.

I just remember he stopped.

Like it wasn't on in

the background anymore.

It wasn't on in the car.

At one point I asked him if he

wanted to watch the big game.

He told me, fuck the big game.

It's all just bullshit now.

I like your dead dad.

(laughs)

Yeah, he was...

He was...

That was pretty much all I said about it

that I could remember.

I didn't press him beyond that

because he was a hard ass cop.

And he just didn't do that.

You didn't question him.

He was unquestionable.

Yeah.

Yeah, he was.

I used to be curious about

a lot of things about him.

And then like under

my nose over the ears,

I just didn't care anymore.

Now, here I am at Ryan Van Orton's house.

And I just don't fucking

care about the big game anymore.

(water splashing)

I didn't finish telling you about the

super marginal gyrus.

That's right.

I'm sorry.

It's okay, we're all over the place.

So the super marginal

gyrus is the part of the brain

that produces feelings of empathy

and a person for another person, right?

It's located kind of here.

And we love you so bad.

Put your hands over them, under them,

in front and in back of them,

to the right and the left of them, Lord.

Protect them.

Protection in the name of Jesus.

And we ask protection

for the other team too.

Yeah.

Oh, yes we do.

We ask that you protect the other team.

Everybody gets a chance in your kingdom.

We want our Giants to win today!

So if you think about

the effects of drugs,

like too much cocaine is

gonna make you feel good

for a little while,

but then you're gonna feel shitty and

depressed later, right?

So there's a similar effect

to the super marginal gyrus.

It becomes sort of like pinched off

in the same way that

your serotonin levels

become depleted from

too much cocaine, okay?

Are you a psychology major or something?

Yes, yeah.

So it's my sort of theory,

and this is just based on my own

observation and research,

so back to if you must,

but there is a rush,

for lack of a better word,

to the endorphins

caused by competition, right?

Absolutely.

Okay, so it's my theory.

I think that the super marginal gyrus

becomes pinched off by the endorphins

produced by competition.

And it tracks too,

if you think about

war and military stuff,

they're trained to fight

and kill and ignore empathy,

which, sorry, other topic,

government is corrupt bullshit.

Always.

Football, the perfect example.

It doesn't help either.

The whole fucking thing is like a

corporateized celebration

of consumerist lack of empathy.

And did you know it's been tax exempt,

like churches for the longest time?

Yeah, I do know about that,

but I don't think

that's the case anymore.

Well, New York just

spent like $850 million

in taxpayer funds for a new stadium

for the Buffalo, whatever the fuck team.

Wow.

Yeah, wow.

It's bullshit.

How old are you?

Are you asking in a condescending way

or from a place of genuine curiosity?

Whichever is an offensive.

I'm 20.

How old are you, like 70?

What?

I'm 51.

Do I look 70?

I don't know.

I've never met a 70 year old man before.

(laughing)

So what's going on out here?

The game started.

We're talking deep

dark conspiracy theories

and all things alumni.

(laughing)

Is that a fact?

Well, Fred here, I need him

to help me with something.

I'm tearing away from all of this.

Fred, would you come inside please?

Oh, that's okay.

I'm just gonna talk to Pastor David

while he handles that meat over there.

(scoffs)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

I don't see drinks in your hands.

Oh, look at you being a good host.

Yeah, only when it comes to drinks.

Other than that, you gotta draw the help.

Let's go.

What's the whiskey, guys, right?

Fred, you're not drinking whiskey.

Yeah, what kind of whiskey?

You drink whiskey?

She isn't 21, Ryan.

I thought you let her pull me in.

Doesn't mean I don't drink.

Oh, you're not drinking.

I'm gonna be 21 in less than a year.

Come on, Zach.

Always do what she says,

you fucking beta bitch.

What's the difference?

20 or 21?

Give her a goddamn heart

lemonade or a wine cooler.

Come on, stick parents who are in the

house, for Christ's sake.

Okay, okay, she can have a wine cooler

or whatever bitch trick you got.

Good man.

God, what?

Why are you talking to that girl?

Jesus Christ.

Don't say that Jesus

Christ unless you mean it.

Now behave, drink some coffee.

Fred and I don't need

another drink, okay?

But could you please

make Fred some coffee?

Please.

Please. Please.

Okay, I'm gonna go use

your little girl's room.

I have one of those.

Oh yes.

Oh no, I'll make it, go sit down.

Okay, thanks.

Bye, guys.

All parents are a fucking hypocrite.

Go sit down, I'll bring it to you.

(crowd chattering)

(crowd chattering)

(upbeat music) (crowd chattering)

(clicking)

(eerie music)

(eerie music)

(upbeat music)

It's Irish.

(eerie music)

(eerie music)

(eerie music)

I'm gonna throw up and smell it, what the fuck, man!

Oh, Jesus.

What are you doing, you

just scared the shit out of me.

I just saw Ryan put

something in that girl's drink.

Wait, what?

He had a little like

cocaine vial in his pocket,

and he pulled it out, and

he dumped the whole thing

into the girl's drink.

Okay, you haven't had

your meds in four days,

I know you haven't.

What the hell does that have to do

with what I just told you?

Probably everything.

(sighing)

Listen, I don't wanna

be here either, okay?

My period is treating

me like I'm in my 20s,

and I'm not in the mood

for friend drama, okay?

So can we just not, and

then we've been home, okay?

I know what I just saw,

I know what I just saw.

No, I haven't taken my meds in four days.

And why not?

Why do you do this?

You take them so that you can be normal,

why can't you just be normal?

What, these fucking people?

I hate these people.

You sure seem to like Michaela.

Oh, Christ, what the hell?

I wanted to be outside, and,

because I really, really

fucking hate these people.

They're dumb, and they're boring.

You're dumb and boring.

What makes you so interesting?

At least Ryan has done

something with his life,

and Pastor David--

Is gay as Christmas.

Come on.

Okay, I'm done.

Have a drink, don't have a drink.

I don't care.

Go sit in your car and think about how interesting you are.

Or better yet, go sit in your car

and think about how Michaela is because she's so interesting - Okay, god damn it!

Fuck.

Asshole.

(cheering)

R.I.D.!

(cheering)

Oh my god.

(cheering)

Ouch.

(cheering)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

(laughing)

What the fuck?

(upbeat music)

Hey, Ryan.

Remember that time you

made that crazy pass?

Tommy's made a dodge to

the bullet there here.

Oh yeah.

Which one?

Yeah, for sure.

The one at Dobbins Field,

where Sarah Wagner was there with, like,

all her friends and, like,

the chicks she was always with?

Oh yeah, Sarah.

Oh yeah.

Oh shit.

Oh, I remember liking it.

Like it was yesterday.

It was me, Nick, Tom

fucking Derkowski, and Joey.

I mean, Joey had this

incredible way of reading the game.

Like, he always knew where

I was gonna pass that ball.

He had some fucking sick sense of shit.

And if we didn't have much,

we didn't have all this fancy stuff.

No real goal posts.

No real gear.

Just our jackets thrown to the side.

I mean, I think the summer

that Mike's talking about,

grass was cut so fresh

that you could smell it.

Sweat was pouring down her

face, but we didn't care.

Cause it was all about faith.

It's all about faith.

Faith in the game, faith in each other,

faith in our friends.

Yes, yes, amen to faith.

You know, I had this crazy situation,

like maybe three years

ago where I was at Priceco.

And I was done shopping,

so I'm walking back

And I had bought a lot of

stuff because of my sister.

Well, she's not really my sister.

She's my stepsister for

my dad's first marriage,

but she's basically my

sister and my best friend.

And anyway, so I'm

shopping for her birthday party

and I'm walking back to

my car and I get to my car

and I start unloading all the stuff.

Oh, I was by myself.

The kids were at school.

It was perfect.

And I finished loading the trunk

and I'm walking the cart back to the

cart-like corral place

where they keep the

carts and I shove it in

and I go back to the car and I drive off.

And I'm in the car, I'm

listening to my music,

I'm thinking about the party.

And all of a sudden I realized I don't

know where my purse is.

Like it's usually sitting, you know,

on the passenger seat

beside me, but it isn't there.

Where is it?

I don't know.

Oh my gosh.

And then I realized I

left it in the damn cart.

So naturally I'm panicking at this point

and I'm turning the

car around and it's like,

every light is red and everyone is

driving like an idiot.

Oh, like an idiot.

Yes.

It was terrifying.

I was terrified, Ryan.

But in the middle of all

this, I just started praying,

you know, out of instinct and I was like,

God, please protect my purse.

Make it invisible to

people or have somebody turn it

into lost and found, just

please protect my purse.

Anyway, so I get back and

amazingly I'm able to park

in the exact same space and

I get out and I ran, Ryan.

Let me tell you.

Stop.

You're done now.

I'm sorry.

You know, you're a very

ignorant, silly little person.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You should be sorry.

That story had jack shit, nothing to do.

What the fuck I was talking about?

(laughing)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

(phone ringing)

I'm sorry.

I like your dead dad.

(laughing)

(dramatic music)

(singing in foreign language)

(dramatic music) (dramatic music)

(gasping)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(singing in foreign language)

You call that a pass?

Throw like a goddamn nigger.

Press dad, don't say that fucking word.

Oh my God.

He's whole, he's senile.

Obviously.

I thought you could run, boy.

Run, bitch, run.

See?

Even the teenage slut gets it.

That's enough.

Dad, I'm so sorry, he doesn't mean it.

Like hell I don't mean it.

Won't you speak for me, boy.

You think you could've

stopped that guy, old man?

In my sleep, Brian.

For a good length of time,

the one great play gets

you motivated, doesn't it?

No question, it may be.

Big man, fast and strong, right?

God damn right.

And I think this has

been a sale on the bounce.

That's a penalty,

that's gonna be good fuel.

For show this.

Show it's Ricky.

Why didn't, who knows Ricky?

I have been Charlie

since the day I was born.

I want you to show us, Ricky.

No, I'm Charlie, who the hell's Ricky?

You are, old man.

Don't you remember your name?

I want you to show us

what you can do, Ricky.

You've been talking a lot of

fat ass game now for a minute.

So I want you to show me

what the fuck you got, Ricky.

Why do you keep calling me Ricky?

Who the fuck is Ricky?

Ricky's an old man full of shit,

talking like a young man full of shit.

Ryan, I don't have any trouble, man.

I'm just here to watch the game, son.

Look, I'm not your son.

If I was your fucking

son, I'd fucking kill myself.

So I'm gonna count to five.

And while I'm counting to five,

you're gonna get up off your fat ass

and run to the front door.

And when I get there,

I'm coming after you, motherfucker.

If I get there before you,

I'm not giving you a fuck down.

One.

I got him.

Two.

Ryan, man, man.

Shut up, little lady.

Three.

Ryan, I can't run.

I could barely walk.

Then maybe you shouldn't be

running your fucking mouth.

If your legs don't work.

Four.

Sorry, sorry, Brian.

I run my mouth, I get myself in trouble.

Fuss!

(laughing)

Yeah!

I got you.

It was giving me a goddamn hard catch.

Almost.

(sighing)

Fuck.

(mumbling)

All parents are a fucking hypocrite.

(laughing)

Okay.

(water splashing)

(mumbling)

(water splashing)

(somber music)

It's cold now, buddy.

Would you like me to fix you another?

No, thank you.

(somber music)

Is Mikayla alright?

Look at her.

Ah, kid's a lightweight.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(gurgling)

(mumbling)

(dramatic music)

Yeah, sorry about that guy's dad earlier.

Nope, no, I'm fine, it's fine.

No, it's not fine, he's

a dying piece of shit.

At least he has this

bitch ass son to look after,

he's racist as fuck.

I guess.

So Dave tells me you're in school?

Yeah, I'm doing that now.

Good for you, what do you study?

Psychology, something I've

always been interested in

and so I'm going for it.

There you go.

No, it's fine, I have a

drink over there, thanks.

Hey, can I ask you something social?

Sure.

Why do so many black

women wanna be a psychologist?

Wow, that's a question.

Do they, I don't know.

I mean, it's a thing, I

think you know it's a thing.

I'm just asking you

why if that's all right.

I don't know if it's a

thing to be honest with you,

but if I had to guess, I'd

say it has something to do

with having an understanding of curiosity

and the human condition,

why people do what they do,

think what they think.

Helping people understand themselves.

I'm hungry, I'm a little bit scattered,

I'm hungry when I get hungry,

so I'm gonna go back to my PC, excuse me.

Why are you diabetic?

No, I'm not.

Okay.

(muffled speaking)

(muffled speaking) (muffled speaking) (eerie music)

(laughing)

(laughing)

(laughing)

The order of Ricky Corso.

Lack of evidence.

It could cross a food.

Afraid to testify.

Not guilty.

(eerie music)

They have to know.

He's always around.

(laughing)

How could they not know?

So negative and it's

all just gonna scare you.

But that's why I stopped.

I mean, I know, I know.

We're supposed to be aware and all that.

You're entitled to your peace.

I really, peace I leave with you,

my peace I give to you.

No, could they not know?

(eerie music)

(laughing)

How could they not know?

(eerie music)

Kayla, honey, are you all right?

Why are you asking me like you care?

(laughing)

She's really messed up.

She's a lightweight, she's fine.

She isn't fine, Zach.

She's acting like she's black and drunk

with one fucking seltzer.

Guys, she's little, she's young.

She drinks though.

She's in college for

God's sake, look at her.

She's acting like she's

had five shots of tequila.

You didn't give her tequila, did you?

(laughing)

Maybe we should take her home.

She's, look at her, she's not.

God, she's fine, okay?

Can we just not deal with

her drama today, please?

Can we take a break

from angsty teen bullshit

on football Sunday?

Guys, guys, I got a

mattress in the back room,

she could sleep it off.

Boom, there you go, solution.

See, leave it to a man

to create a solution.

(laughing)

Which room, Ryan?

No, no, I got it, I got it, I got it.

Chelsea, Chelsea, Chelsea, I got it.

Hey, hey, hey, you know I'm

sorry I love you too, really.

You know, buddy, you did cut me off,

but there's no reason for

that behavior, and I'm sorry.

Cool.

Oh, no, it's fine, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Really, I was just, I was just.

Okay, we good?

Yeah, good girl.

Oh, come on, Mackenzie.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Fuck.

Fuck.

(dramatic music)

Fuck.

Fuck this.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

He's not there, he's not there.

You haven't had your meds in four days,

I know you haven't.

It's okay, it's okay.

What the hell does that have to do

with what I just told you?

Probably everything.

I know what I just saw,

I know what I just saw.

All parents are a fucking hypocrite.

It's cold now, buddy.

Would you like me to fix you another?

They have to know.

Hallelujah, somebody say hallelujah.

How could they not know?

This is kind of dark,

but he killed himself.

It's been about 20 years ago, huh?

Oh my God.

I like your dead dad.

Hey, it's a great house.

No, it isn't, man, but I

appreciate you being here.

Have some fun, some fun.

(eerie music)

(eerie music)

vivo

the

book

that

good

Red...

Is that you in there?

Red...

Ah!

Red...

Red...

Red...

Get out of the way!

Unless you want me to peek all over ya.

How you doing Fred? My dad is fucking drunk.

(laughs) Could've fooled me.

Um, what are you up to?

I feel like I haven't seen you in hours.

Did you uh, did you leave or?

Uh yeah, I had to go get my meds.

My meds...

I didn't though. Who's up?

Oh, the game?

Yeah, Giants baby.

Giants.

Are you sure you weren't

throwing up in there too?

You seem to have gone fucking drunk

yourself there, but...

Maybe. Yeah.

I didn't throw up

though, so I'm gonna go.

I'm not the crazy lady of love.

Hey, remember earlier when you and the

other women were talking about how you

aren't watching the news anymore?

Because you see demons in the faces of

the people on the news.

You were listening to that?

I was sitting right

here. How could I miss it?

What about the demons?

How does that work for you?

How do you see them?

Are you asking about...

First, you're drunk, which means I'll be

driving. Thank you for that.

But are you asking if the demons are

real? Is that what you're asking?

No, maybe. I don't know. I

think I'm asking more of...

How do you know they're real?

Because I see them. I mean, I'm not...

It's not like I see them with my eyes

literally in front of me.

It's like a feeling that I

get that they're present.

You feel like someone is demon possessed?

But you told Jessica that you see them.

I've seen it too.

Oh my God. I think

I'm a little drunk too.

But I can still drive. And

I will drive. I'll drive.

So I'm gonna start drinking some coffee

and I'm gonna start eating some bread.

Why are you asking about demons?

Because I'm drunk. But I

haven't taken my pills in four days.

And why not?

Because I forget.

We are too old. For I forgot, baby.

I'm afraid that's why I forget.

[sigh]

[sigh]

[heartbeat]

[eerie music]

[eerie music]

[whispering]

[sigh]

[muffled voice]

[eerie music]

What the...

Fucking gun.

Fucking what?

Whatever you think you saw...

You're wrong, Ricky.

I saw you put

something in that kid's drink.

Did you? Are you really,

really sure about that?

You are pointing a gun at me right now.

A gun?

Where do you see a gun?

Is there something wrong with you, Ricky?

Are you... You're kind of

fucked in the head, aren't you?

You haven't had your meds in

four days. I know you haven't.

Yeah, you're probably one of those

bitches that goes to

therapy and takes pills.

Pills that make it hard to get hard.

Hard to fuck your wife.

Hard to jerk off thinking about little

sluts like that bitch that's sleeping it

off in the back room.

Jesus Christ!

No, no. I'm Ryan Van

Orton. Who the fuck are you?

Ricky, nobody.

Fat, tired, dying slowly in suburbia,

married to a sad-eyed

bag of soup on a good day.

And daddy killed himself.

What?

What is the point here, Ryan?

You want to shoot me

outside of your fucking house?

You want to shoot me in my fucking car?

Ricky, Ricky, Ricky. How the

fuck am I going to shoot you?

I don't even have a gun on me, Ricky.

My name isn't fucking Ricky.

Yes, it is. Don't you remember your own

fucking name, you psychopath?

God, fuck you, Ryan!

You think I roofied

that little sluts drink?

Do you think I raped her, Ricky?

How the fuck am I going to do that? Her

parents are in the house, genius!

Shit, there's a lot of people in the

house right now, but you aren't.

Neither are you.

That's because I'm

checking on you, Ricky.

Make sure you're not out here trying to

kill yourself like your daddy did.

And that makes me a good person.

In addition to being a

goddamn American hero.

You're a fucking rapist!

I know about you, bitch!

What the fuck do you say, cunt?

What the fuck do you say,

you woman? You fucking bulldog?

You're nothing. You're an afterthought.

Soon to be forgotten forever.

Christ, Ryan, just fucking shoot me!

Shoot me, goddamn it!

Why don't you go in there and tell them

what you think you saw, Fred?

I want you to. I want you.

A fucking nobody. A

fucking fart in the car.

To tell them that you saw their hero

spike that little cunt's drink.

Go right ahead,

Ricky. I fucking dare you.

It's important you do this.

It's important you see just how goddamn

crazy you are, baby boy!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[INTERPOSING VOICES]

[CLAPPING]

(laughing)

(chattering)

(dramatic music)

(engine revving)

(engine revving)

(clapping)

(gunshots)

(dramatic music)

(cheering)

Shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up!

What are you?

This man.

This man is full of shit!

He's a goddamn rapist.

(cheering)

I saw him in the

kitchen a little while ago!

He put something in the kid's drink,

the one with the hair.

You mean Michaela?

Is that her name?

Yeah, yeah, Michaela.

He put something in her smear doll

for whatever the fuck it was.

This was maybe, maybe, maybe an hour ago.

And she's passed out

in a room back there.

I think, I think you fucking raped her!

(chattering)

No, in the name of Jesus!

No, calm down.

Everybody calm down now.

Fred?

Are you okay?

How can we help you, Fred?

What is this?

You fucking listened to me!

This man, this man just

raped a fucking daughter!

And he's got a fucking record!

He's a thief.

And I don't know that he beats women.

And there's pictures.

Jesus Christ, the fucking

pictures of these women!

The little, the little, the microphone!

Put this guy up!

How the fuck do you people

not know about this fucking guy?

Shut up!

You fucking creature!

Okay, okay.

You're drunk as shit,

and you're just popping

off bullshit right now.

What the fuck is the

matter with you, Zach?

I just told you, you fucking kid.

That's been fucking raped.

You fucking asshole!

(laughing)

Oh, shit, fuck off!

Fuck you!

You fucking asshole!

Clack, clack, clack, come on.

You good?

You good?

Okay, enough!

Enough, now, now.

No more!

No more!

Oh, fuck, fuck.

Fred, I forgive you for hitting me.

I forgive you for ruining the party.

But, Fred, this is...

You need to apologize to Ryan right now.

This is his home, Fred.

You have insulted this man in his home,

in front of his guests.

Shut up, Dave.

This man is obviously drunk.

And if I had to guess,

he isn't all together well

on top of being drunk.

You haven't had your meds in four days.

You're kinda fucked in

the head, aren't you?

I haven't taken my pills in four days.

Isn't that right, Ed?

Fucking piece of shit!

Fuck you!

- Fucking asshole! - Ryan's an American hero!

You never got with your life!

Come on, come on, come on!

Fuck you!

Ryan, you asshole!

You loser!

This is your life!

Listen, go, go!

What the fuck have you

ever done with your life?

(laughing)

You're a jerk!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Bring it out!

You're a nothing!

You fucking piece of shit!

Fucking nothing!

Fucking fuck!

You're a mean, you're not fucking working

for this jailer?

(somber music)

Do you-

Do you think about me?

What?

Because I think about you every day.

Every day.

We're married.

We're with each other all the time.

So does that mean that you don't think about me

because we're together all the time?

What?

Oh, God, Ann!

Do you think about me all the time?

Every second of the goddamn day?

Because I think about you every day.

Every day.

Fuck.

No.

I don't.

I used to think about you all the time,

but now I hardly think about you at all.

And when I do,

I feel sad.

I feel heavy and tired.

You make me feel tired.

Well, I'm sorry I make you feel tired.

Do you even know how embarrassed I was tonight?

Stupid shit.

Ann.

Ann.

What?

Do we know who won the game, tonight?

What?

I don't know.

Probably the Giants.

But after tonight, does it really matter?

No.

(soft music)

(soft music)

(soft music)

(soft music)

( rvec)