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[♪♪♪]

[ALARM WAILING]

♪ We crossfaded ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna Make it ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

MAN [OVER RADIO]: We got a stolen vehicle...

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

[POLICE SIREN WAILING]

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

♪ Crossfaded Getting higher and higher ♪

♪ Getting higher and higher Getting higher and higher ♪

♪ Getting higher and higher Getting higher and higher ♪

♪ Getting higher and higher Getting higher and higher ♪

♪ We crossfaded ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna Make it ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

♪ I don't think I'm gonna make it ♪

[YELLS]

Hello?

Hello?

Hi.

[MUSICAL CHIMES]

How are you? Fine. You?

Fine. Good!

[CHIMING]

Where's the gate?

Bye.

Bye.

[CHIMING]

[IN EFFEMINATE VOICE] You know, when Sonny

gets an idea in his head he's just a mad man.

I thought he was gonna kill me.

[IN NORMAL VOICE] Attica!

[♪♪♪]

[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

BOY: Whoo!

BOY: You're Billy's sister, right?

Yeah. BOY: You seen him around?

Oh, Ollie. Speak of the devil.

Yeah. Come on, man. I told you, not here.

OLLIE: I'm sorry, man. I forgot what you said.

BILLY: All right.

Hey, go see Dad, yeah?

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

[♪♪♪]

CONRAD: William Wyatt.

My name is Conrad Sean Lewis. You will call me Mr. Lewis.

BILLY: And the uncles, the aunts, the cousins,

the nieces, the nephews that lived in those walls.

A gibbering pack of tree apes

that said nothing, nothing, nothing,

and said it loud, loud, loud.

Let me be the first to welcome you to the BCFB.

After you.

BOY 1: There's a new guy.

CONRAD: You're in luck. Just in time for dinner.

Table 4, Elvis.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[FORK TAPPING]

Stand up, new boy.

Stand up.

BOY 2: Ooh...

[SIGHS]

Were you eyeballing me, new boy?

I don't know what that means, but I don't think I was, sir.

Did I say you could talk?

BILLY: Well, you kind of implied permission, sir.

CONRAD: What?

The implication was that you wanted an answer.

When I want an answer, I will tell you, understood?

I just asked you a question, new boy!

Certainly even you, sir, can see how confusing this is becoming.

[BOYS MURMURING]

BOY 3: Chill, chill, chill.

[WHISPERS] Lucky.

MONTGOMERY: You've been here exactly five minutes, Mr. Wyatt.

That's an impressive beginning

and an ominous portent of things to come.

My name is Montgomery De La Cruz.

I'm the director here at the Bernville Camp for Boys.

I wanna welcome you. I know it might seem hollow,

because there's got to be some other place you'd rather be.

Isn't there?

I'm waiting.

Some other place I'd rather be...

Uh, some places, sure.

A simple yes or no will suffice.

Yes. Thank you.

But you didn't do very well

in those other places you'd rather be, now, did you?

That's hard to say, sir.

I haven't actually been to some of the places I'd rather be.

BOY 4: Tough guy over here.

Come with me.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

BOY 5: What made him think he can get away with this?

BOY 6: Get out of here, man.

Eat in silence.

[CHATTERING STOPS]

Now, Mr. Wyatt, you and I are gonna engage in witty byplay,

but perhaps when you have a tad less energy,

and certainly not in front of the general population.

Do we understand each other?

I doubt it, sir.

You're a very clever boy, Billy.

We don't get a lot of clever boys here.

I imagine you're gonna be a very refreshing challenge.

But be careful. I think it was Albert Camus who said

that a man can hang himself with too much cleverness.

Yes, sir.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Ooh. Actually, it wasn't Camus who said that.

It was Billy the Kid.

Good night, sir.

[BEDSPRINGS SQUEAK]

[SIGHS]

NATHAN: Hey, that took some balls, man.

I'm Nathan Stein.

Billy.

So, what did you do? Yeah.

I burnt my parents' house down.

Oh, okay.

What about you?

Dope, cars, rock 'n' roll.

Yeah. Dope.

[COUGHS]

You all right? BOY 1: Oh, shut your mouth.

Yeah. [BOY 2 SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

I'm the sickly one.

Every institution needs one, right?

Yeah. Yeah, I think I read that in the brochure.

BOY 1: Why don't you faggots kiss

so we can get some sleep? Good night, Billy.

[♪♪♪]

OLLIE: I'm sorry, man.

I forgot what you said.

Hey, go see Dad, yeah?

Hey, it's cool, man.

But I'm gonna push you a little bit

for talking to my little sister.

My dad's in the car over there.

You got them all fooled, don't you, man?

BOY: Whoa.

Bet your dad's real proud of you.

Hello, Sweets. MAGGIE: Hello.

How are you? How was school?

It was all right.

Hey. BILLY: Hey.

[BELL RINGING]

[BOYS RAPPING AND CHATTERING]

LIONEL: Everyone turn to Page 55 where we left off.

Oh, wow.

Page 55. You guys must have been at this for months.

[LAUGHING] Shut up.

LIONEL: "With school turning out

"more runners, jumpers, racers,

"tinkerers, grabbers,

snatchers..."

[BILLY CLAPPING]

Mr. Wyatt? Your first day, right?

I can get you caught up if you haven't read this material.

Oh, I read it.

LIONEL: Okay. Well, then it shouldn't be a problem

for you to come up and continue with today's reading.

Please. [BOYS GROANING AND GIGGLING]

Bring your book and come up front.

[BOYS MURMURING]

BOY 1: Gay James Dean.

"Grabbers, snatchers, fliers and swimmers

instead of examiners."

Critics,

knowers and imaginative creators.

The word "intellectual," of course,

became the swear word it deserved to be.

Class, you may write "shit, yeah" in the margins.

[ALL LAUGH]

LIONEL: Enough editorializing, Mr. Wyatt.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

You always dread the unfamiliar.

We must all be alike.

Not everyone born free and equal.

Yeah, because freedom can suck my--

LIONEL: Mr. Wyatt. [BOYS LAUGHING]

Your knowledge of the book is impressive, but I'm warning you.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

LIONEL: Gentlemen.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[BOYS LAUGHING]

Mr. Wyatt, when you're ready to take this seriously,

I will welcome you back. But for now, get out.

[BOYS JEERING AND CHATTERING]

BOY 2: Get out, boy! Get out! BOY 3: Yeah!

BOY 2: Get out!

BOY 4: Oh, no, come back. BOY 3: Yeah!

If you all find Mr. Wyatt so amusing,

all of you, get the hell out of my classroom.

Come on, man. We didn't do nothing.

I'm not cleaning up no rocks, yo.

CONRAD: I understand this gathering.

comes courtesy of everyone's favorite funny man.

Billy Wyatt. BOY 1: What's up with this guy?

Now...

here's what you sweethearts are gonna do.

You're gonna move all these rocks at the bottom...

up there.

They're in my way down here.

Now, I don't know how many rocks exactly will fit up there,

so it's possible a few might have to come back down.

But we'll see.

Maybe by then...

Billy won't seem so funny anymore.

BILLY: Oh, how's this for funny?

A rabbi, a priest and a hooker--

Hooker-- walk into a bar.

Now, the bartender, he's like, "This is a joke, right?"

[IN DEEP VOICE] Oh, no, no. No.

I know you're out there, Conrad.

I can smell you breathing.

Word of advice.

Shut the hell up.

[IN NORMAL VOICE] That is four words, technically.

BOYS: Ooh....

BOY 2: Damn.

Anybody else? BOY 2: Damn.

[♪♪♪]

Hey, let me ask you something.

Ask away.

How'd you do that thing in class?

When you looked up from your book and you kept reading

like you had it memorized.

I did, you know. I mean, I do. I...

I have this memory thing. Eidetic memory.

I'm supposed to know what that means?

If I read something

or see a picture of something just once,

it sticks with me forever with perfect clarity.

That's awesome. Oh, you think so?

How'd you like to have the menu of IHOP on 23rd and Broadway

dancing around in your head 24/7?

Got it from my father. He has it.

Bet your dad's pretty pissed at you now, huh?

Yeah.

Let me ask you something else, Mr. Memory.

Yeah? What's that Greek myth

with the guy in-- that carries--

Sisyphus. Yeah.

He pushed the rock up that hill. Great story.

He carries rocks up the hill for 20 years.

He got, as you can imagine, completely buff.

A Greek princess falls in love with him. They get married.

He mounts her atop Olympus on the hourly basis

until he dies at 200,

after which, they made him a god.

Really?

[CHUCKLES]

No.

Shit.

Billy, you're bleeding. Huh?

NATHAN: On your back.

BILLY: Whoa.

You fell, funny man.

Go to the infirmary.

WOMAN: I tell you what, Dwayne.

I have a job. So you don't need to send me those checks

that you weren't even sending me anyway.

[PHONE RECEIVER THUDS]

How long you been sitting there?

I don't know.

What's wrong with you?

I got a kind of cut on my back.

Take off your shirt.

Just like that? Not gonna ask me out to dinner first?

At least tell me I'm pretty.

What's your name?

Billy. Nurse Simms.

Now, off with that shirt, bright eyes.

Oh, man.

That bad?

What happened?

I fell.

Uh-huh.

We have a falling epidemic here.

Just gonna clean it.

Do I need stitches?

I don't know. I don't think so.

That's good, because I hate needles.

Me too.

Turn around.

[♪♪♪]

Can you breathe okay?

I don't know. Feels like I broke something.

Rest.

[♪♪♪]

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

All right, so the black guys don't talk to the Latino guys.

And the skinheads don't talk to the black guys

or the Latino guys.

And nobody talks to the crackers.

I love clichés. Yeah.

And nobody, but nobody, talks to me.

I'll talk to you, Nathan. I'll talk your goddamn ear off.

You're crazier than I thought, man.

See that guy? It's Carlos Fuentes.

He's the alpha dog, El Gato.

How can he be the alpha dog and called The Cat?

His moniker contradicts his position.

Because he shot a guy in the eye.

Behind a Five Guys.

He shot him with a cheeseburger still in his mouth.

Jesus.

And they put him in here?

NATHAN: Yeah. Mexican Mafia.

He's totally connected. That shit is far-reaching.

Some kind of family thing, I think.

You got your pads on all backwards, bro.

Oh.

Thanks. Am I good? Yeah.

All right.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

BOY 1: Yo, Nathan got J.T.'s old helmet.

[BOYS LAUGHING]

BOY 2: Make him the water boy.

MAN: All right.

For those of you who just recently joined the team,

my name is Coach Carmichael.

You might remember me from my days

playing linebacker for the Eagles.

All right. Football...

If he says football is a lot like life,

I'll barf blood on his cleats. Football is a lot like...

...a lot like life.

[RETCHING] [SNICKERS]

You find something funny, Stein? Hm?

No, sir. No.

Since you like to laugh so much,

maybe we crack you up officially. Dye.

BOY 3: Yeah, J.T. Show him what's up!

BOY 4: Here's your tough guy.

You ball? I was defensive end

back at Erasmus Hall. Yeah.

I broke a dude's collarbone so I got kicked off the team.

Part of the game.

He was our quarterback, so...

Son, you got Eagle potential.

A little one-on-one.

See if you can blow past Mr. Dye.

Run to daylight, pussy.

BILLY: Sir, Nathan is a pussy. He's a international pussy.

He's a real-deal pussy.

I, on the other hand--

BOYS: Ooh!

Damn.

BOY 5: Yo, that's my boy right there.

[GROANS]

BOY 6: Get up. Get up, son.

What'd you say? BILLY: Nothing.

BOY 3: Like a rag doll. BOY 5: You want another one?

He just said something nasty about your mama.

BOYS: Ooh... Oh, is that right?

[♪♪♪]

Do it again.

BOYS: Ooh!

Down! BOY 7: Yeah, J.T.

What'd you say about my mama? Nothing.

But you hit me like that again, I might.

I think I busted something.

BOYS: Oh...

BOY 8: Son of a--

BOY 9: Peas from last weekend.

I bet you won't be verbing me no more.

Verbing? Would that be in the eyeballing family, sir?

Do it again. BOY 10: Come on, man.

[HOWLS]

BOY 11: Do it, J.T., do it.

BOY 12: Man.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Nah, I guess I wouldn't.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

COACH: Again.

Stay down.

BOYS: Ooh...

Do it again.

BOYS: Ooh...

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

Again.

BOYS: Ooh...

Do it again. Again.

BOY 13: Ooh...

BOY: Straight embarrassing. [SPITTING]

[GROANING]

BOY 14: This is getting ridiculous now, man.

Do it again.

BOY 15: Oh, man.

COACH: What are you doing?

BOY 15: He's done, man.

COACH: Hey!

Get back here!

Nice hit, Mr. Dye.

BILLY: "Why is it," he said,

one time at the subway entrance,

"I feel I've known you so many years?"

"Because I like you," she said.

"And I don't want anything from you."

You smell nice.

Like morning.

Don't.

Okay.

Whatever you did...

you're too smart to be in here.

You wanna talk about it?

You have a first name?

I sure do.

You let me know if you change your mind.

[♪♪♪]

Come on.

[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

♪ Coyotes singing ♪

♪ A song to me ♪

This one's on the nurse.

Conrad.

You got me the job. Lord knows I need it.

And I will do it. But I will not do you.

Not again. We've been down that road before, Connie.

And it was a really short, boring trip.

[CHUCKLES]

[♪♪♪]

[DOOR HANDLE RATTLING]

[GRUNTING]

♪ I'm not gonna listen ♪

Hey, Emmit. Dance with Conrad, will you?

I don't dance.

The last time I danced was with my wife,

and she danced right out the door,

which is where I'm headed.

Y'all have a good night.

♪ Big trucks are whining ♪

♪ On the pavement floor ♪

Damn.

Take it easy.

Y'all need...

mm...

an IHOP.

No, y'all need to find another place to sit.

That's what I'm saying.

Y'all had an IHOP, I'd be in there having

the Rooty Tooty Fresh 'N Fruity. Instead, I got this.

Bernville, in all its downtown downtrodden splendor.

Where you need to be at, son?

Don't get all existential on me, Officer.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Where you need to be?

The Bernville Camp for Boys.

Get in the car! Shotgun.

In the back, boy.

[CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

So let me see if I got this straight.

You broke out of camp tonight

so that I could take you back tonight?

And why, you ask?

Well, why did Sir Edmund Hillary climb Mount Everest? Uh...

Why do dogs lick their balls?

Why did Sir Edmund lick his balls at the summit?

So, what did you do to land yourself in there?

Shot a man in Reno.

You're a little too young to know about Johnny Cash.

My dad taught me.

And what does he do?

Next caller, please.

You may wanna die, but I don't. Put that smoke out.

[TIRES SCREECH]

I suspect respect is your biggest problem, son.

And if you lucky,

somebody won't have to beat it into you.

Now, that ain't my style.

But I ain't too old to change.

Get this cleaned up,

and me and you gonna be okay.

Yes, sir.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

♪ Blow out your candle It will not-- ♪

[MUSIC STOPS]

Let's go, sweetheart. [BILLY GROANS]

CONRAD: Compliments of Mr. Wyatt's late-night outing,

he will be wearing the Bernville Camp for Boys tuxedo.

He will wear it today,

tomorrow and for as long as I say!

This is not the only tuxedo I have in stock, Mr. Dye.

Any one of you even think about going AWOL, Mr. Stein,

I will outfit all you fish in a flash.

Now, back to your spades.

Spade.

BOY 1: Look at his eye. BOY 2: Hey, yo, chill out.

NATHAN: Hey, Bill. BOY 3: This good? Like this?

Here.

Uh, I stole it from breakfast.

What is all this?

It's the community construction program.

I've been here for like two months,

and nobody seems to know what the hell we're building.

BOY 4: Coming through, coming through.

Whose sweet ride?

It's Montgomery's.

It's his pride and joy.

He'd have sex with it if he could.

Maybe I'm giving him too much credit.

Maybe he has. Mm-hm.

You better hide that shit.

Hey, if you could have sex with any car,

what kind of car would it be?

Phantom.

But, you know, I'd be thinking about a Jag so, you know...

Yeah, I know.

Ah. The fruit juice of human kindness.

I want you boys to drop down and give me 50.

Please and thank you very much.

I'm waiting.

I believe you boys were admiring my automobile?

In the parlance of the street, she's cherry.

Now, you guys are light years from this,

but we do have a trustee program in place

that allows those who get in the program

and stay in the program

the privilege of working on my car

and drinking lemonade as the sun sets.

It's an incentive program, if you will.

Mr. Wyatt, how many is that?

[COUGHING]

Eight percent.

I want another 50.

CONRAD: Come on, Stein.

I haven't seen you do one good one yet.

Don't make me help you!

Push with your arms!

I can't.

CONRAD: Push! Give me one fucking good one!

[WHIMPERING] Push!

Come on, you weakling.

One fucking push-up.

Two, three, four.

You waste of space.

Push! All day! We'll do this all day!

LIONEL: "'Everyone must leave something behind when he dies'

"my grandfather said.

"A child, or a book, or a painting,

"or a house, or a wall built,

"or a pair of shoes made,

or a garden planted."

Boys...

Unless you wanna join him....

[♪♪♪]

"Something your hand touched some way,

"so your soul has somewhere to go when you die.

"And when people look at that tree

"or that flower you planted...

you're there."

[BILLY WHEEZING]

Oh, wow, if it's Bernville,

and it's autumn and it's after six, ooh,

don't be caught dead without

the Bernville Camp for Boys tuxedo.

Made from the finest Dacron in Akron,

rubber capital of the world.

It is smart, dashing and now,

the Bernville Camp for Boys tuxedo.

If you gotta be bad, but you wanna look good,

this is the tux for you...

...and you, and you and you.

It comes in a rainbow of colors, red, yellow, tan and brown.

The Bernville Camp for Boys tuxedo!

It is a veritable clusterfuck of a tux.

[DISTANT CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]

[SIGHS]

Any takers? Five ninety-nine.

It's 7.99 at Walmart. What about you fellas over here?

No? No takers? You guys over here?

Rainbow of colors. Rainbow.

Oh. Jeez.

You can't sit here, man.

I can't and...

And yet I am.

I just wanna say thanks, man.

For what, carrying your weak ass to the Infirmary?

No, no, no. This morning at the site,

you came to check on me. What?

You were checking on my well-being

after my night out. It was very Oprah of you.

Seven-thirty, just spew this shit out.

Oh, oh. I'm a vessel, bro.

This shit just comes to me from the universe.

I put it back out there. I'm a channeler. I see things.

It's what I do. Hold on.

J.T.: You believe this shit? BILLY: I'm pretending I'm Christ

trying to get the waiter back at my table

at the Last Supper. I just found a fly in my fish.

CVS. CVS what?

"CVS what?" "CVS wh--" CVS, man, the drugstore chain.

You're a regional manager by 40.

Yeah, you'll train somewhere in northern Virginia,

but you end up back in Pennsylvania.

Three perfect kids, a beautiful wife.

You'll be living on Philly Main Line

adjacent and driving a Jag.

Doing your best not to bang it.

Oh, you're just begging to get beat, you know that?

That's bullshit, man.

Uh-oh. Six Flags! Six Flags!

BILLY: We need not to be let alone.

We need to be really bothered once in a while.

How long is it since you were really bothered

about something important?

About something real?

Ray, you are the shit.

Get up and get out of that.

Where am I going? You got a visitor.

Forget it. I can't. You ought to see her.

True piece.

I don't have all day, Wyatt. Mm-hm.

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

CONRAD: Mrs. Wyatt.

Billy.

Permission to return to population, sir?

Sit down, son. Go to hell.

Okay, I'm gonna sit.

Will you get your hands off me? Okay, okay!

There. Yeah, thank you!

MRS. WYATT: Billy, I just-- I've--

I've been thinking about you.

[VOICE BREAKING] I just wanted to know

if you were okay, and I drove--

Nobody asked you to.

Is everything all right?

I just wanted to see my son.

BILLY: Permission to return to population, sir.

Jesus Christ, Billy, please stop staying that.

I know, I know I've made mistakes, but--

Permission to return to population!

MONTGOMERY: Okay, all right, Billy. Come with me.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Wyatt. Just give me a minute.

Hey, hey, hey. BILLY: What?

So, what's the story? There's no story.

Yeah, but she's your mother. That's not my fault.

MONTGOMERY: So you won't talk to her?

BILLY: No, I'm not gonna talk. CONRAD: Here you go, ma'am.

BILLY: You can throw me back in there,

but you cannot open my eyes.

MONTGOMERY: Maybe not this time.

What do you want me to do, you want me to handle it?

Yeah. Please.

All right. All right, man.

[SOBBING]

Mrs. Wyatt. Uh... Yes.

I'm sorry, he just...

He just doesn't wanna talk to you.

No, no, I'm sorry.

Sometimes these boys need extra time to adjust.

You know, you can't-- Can't blame yourself for it.

I know.

Uh-huh. Okay, I should go.

Sorry.

I'll walk you to the car.

Here you go. Thank you.

Let's go, Mr. Wyatt.

[♪♪♪]

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

BILLY: Whoa.

Does Conrad know about this place?

CARLOS: Yeah.

And he's cool with it?

Yeah. Conrad's an idiot, but he ain't stupid.

He knows outside this place there's more of me than him.

So Conrad makes allowances.

Conrad, Carnalito, is a pussy.

He's a pussy for you, El Gato.

For Guillermo, he's a pussy with a whip.

That douche bag's liable to bury me.

Isn't that what you want, Guillermo?

What are you, high?

Yeah.

But I'm right.

Why you wanna die so bad?

Huh?

What did you do?

Nothing.

Man, you come in here taunting the bull, man,

in the center of the ring, calling Conrad out on his shit.

Whoa.

Going head to head with J.T.

BILLY: Jesus, man. CARLOS: Messing with De La Cruz.

What is this shit? CARLOS: De La Cruz, man.

El Diablo.

I don't know about Montgomery anymore.

That's the devil's greatest trick.

What you doing in here, Billy?

You best let that shit out before it eats you alive.

What did you do, Billy?

I gotta know.

BILLY: My mother was here today.

I can't even look at her.

How do you ever go home?

[PUNCHES LANDING]

Fuck.

Hey, hey. Don't.

[GRUNTING]

[SIREN CHIRPS]

TILL: Oh, man.

What the hell, Billy?

Good evening, Sheriff Till.

Get in the car, Billy.

Yeah, see you around, Officer.

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]: Sheriff Till?

When you're done there, we need you back at the station.

You know what I think, Billy?

Any father who teaches his kid about Johnny Cash,

things ain't so bad. You know what?

You do not talk to me about my father, okay?

And you don't talk about me. You don't know me.

Well, you talk to me like a gentleman, Billy,

or you shut the hell up.

Come on, Billy.

I don't belong in there, man.

Things happened that shouldn't have happened.

They just... kept happening.

What things, Billy? Oh, come on.

Why does everybody wanna know all of a sudden?

Because they figure it's written all over your face.

I can't say it. I don't-- What do you want me to say?

I don't know what to say.

Fair enough. Yeah.

Yeah, I'm messed up here, Officer.

Come on, Billy, stop.

Billy-- Shit!

No, no, no. Come on, come on.

Just let me go. Come on.

Look, what are you doing? No. What--?

Come on, Billy. Come on, calm down. Come on.

BILLY: Come on, man.

No one's gonna care.

Come on, Billy.

Let me go!

TILL: I still gotta take you back, Billy.

BILLY: You don't know what goes on in that place.

Sure I do. No.

You think you know the Bernville Camp for Boys,

but you don't, man.

Life is the Bernville Camp for Boys.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

If you're winding up for the heavy meaning-of-life pitch,

you're gonna have to do better than that.

You know what? Shut up and listen to me.

Yes, sir.

All right? Yes, sir.

I'll shut up and listen to you.

High school is the Bernville Camp for Boys.

Afghanistan? The desert version.

The police academy was the Bernville Camp for Boys.

Hell, my marriage was a lot like that.

The whole world is a Bernville Camp for Boys, Billy.

And the only way out is through.

That's bullshit.

The only way out is to not get in.

Well, you've managed to get yourself in,

and I've gotta take you back.

I know. Yeah.

Can I ask you something?

What?

You gonna finish that?

[DOO-WOP MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Stay down, Billy. Stay down.

This is it. BILLY: Mm-hm.

Home sweet home.

Take care of yourself, kid. Yeah. See you soon.

I'm pretty sure you will.

NATHAN: I feel like I'm shitting a river of fire.

Nathan, man, why don't you let me take you to the infirmary?

I got juice. I could hook you up with a bed with a view.

Because the first time I complained,

Conrad said that I was faking and that if I bitched again,

I wouldn't be faking anymore.

Yeah, but I could talk to Nurse Simms.

She'll listen to me. I'll bring you in--

Nurse Simms? You mean Mother Teresa on animal tranqs?

Oh, yeah, I know-- [DOOR OPENS]

I told you, Stein.

You shit twice a day, morning and night.

Sometimes these things are beyond our control, Conrad.

Out! You pull up those pants and get out of here right now!

I can't. It won't-- It won't stop.

You slam that sphincter shut and get on your feet,

or I will kick you so hard, you'll shit from your eyes!

That's an image you could've kept to yourself, Conrad.

Get that goddamn bucket!

Give me that bucket, Wyatt!

BILLY: Damn it, Conrad!

Ah!

CONRAD: You shit off my schedule,

you will shit in my bucket!

BILLY: Conrad! Please.

Not to pull focus from Nathan here,

but let me ask you something.

In your trailer, how do you live with yourself?

You shut your mouth. For example,

at night, after you've tried to throw a jack,

but you can't get it up, and the loneliness settles in.

Shut up. You realize you're nothing

but a Cro-Magnon fleck of worthlessness

who can only get his nut off

by watching a sick kid shit in a bucket.

How do you live with yourself, Connie?

[GROANING]

You shit in that bucket!

This bucket is your friend, faggot!

You will take this bucket with you wherever you go!

[SOBBING]

[♪♪♪]

Permission to use the laundry room, sir?

Thank you.

[♪♪♪]

Stop! Stop!

Get off of me. Stop!

You and me, Jew lover.

[ALL GRUNTING]

[BOYS SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

Kick off, man.

Relax. Boys will be boys.

[CANISTER ROLLING]

[BOYS COUGHING]

BILLY: Carlos, thanks for having my back last night.

[CARLOS & BILLY SPEAK IN SPANISH]

What are you gonna do when you get out of here?

Get thrown back in.

But not here, though.

In with the big boys.

It's cool though.

Top of the heap, you know?

Okay. Um....

Let's say fate was kind.

Okay. Fate's a fucking magician.

I'm gonna feel the wind in my face...

and the silk of thighs wrapped around my neck

like the wings of angels.

You...

are no longer El Gato.

You are now El Poeta.

I see you, El Poeta,

in San Francisco in a Kinko's.

Yeah. That's your day job.

But at night, en la noche,

you're reading your poetry at Papalote's

while the chicks from Marin...

Mm-hm...

They're swallowing your yarn.

You're getting more kitty than a vet.

Ooh-whee.

Aw... El Poeta.

Take me with you.

BILLY: We cannot tell

the precise moment when friendship is formed.

As in filling a vessel drop by drop,

there's at last a drop which makes it run over.

So in a series of kindnesses,

there is at last one, which makes the heart run over.

[CHUCKLES]

Nathan, what are you doing?

NATHAN: Shh.

I'm having the perfect dream.

I'm seven, in Michigan.

Genesee County.

And I'm with my parents at this place.

I think it's called something like, um...

the Miracle Twin Drive-In or something.

And I'm in my pajamas in the backseat of the car.

And I'm in that state where I'm not really asleep.

I'm not fully awake.

And...

...next thing I know, I wake up and it's morning,

and I'm in my bed.

I have no idea how I got there.

And next door, I can hear our neighbor cutting the grass.

Nathan...

why'd you burn your parents' house down?

There was some bad shit happening with my sister.

[NATHAN COUGHING]

My father would....

He'd do stuff to her.

And my mom wouldn't believe her.

So I stole all my mom's jewelry and sold it,

and gave the money to my sister.

And she took off.

And I couldn't go back.

So I burned their house down.

Figured it would be a nice goodbye present.

[SNIFFLING]

I'm sorry.

You got a sister, Billy?

No.

Hey, I didn't--

I didn't burn it down all the way.

I just kind of...

This would be a weird place to die.

Don't you think?

[JOHNNY CASH PERFORMING "SO DOGGONE LONESOME" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

BILLY: Mags, what are your five favorite movies, right?

And do not say Twilight in this car.

Fine.

Remember Me.

The Runaways.

Uh, Water for Elephants.

Valentine's Day.

And the fifth would have been Snow White and the Huntsman.

But we all know what happened--

Touché. Touché.

Ask me what my five favorite films are.

Where's this coming from?

BILLY: It's what I was thinking about in Trig.

All right, number one, Scarface.

Two, Godfather I and II, which I count as one.

Three, Bronx Tale. Four, 8 Mile.

Five, Boyz n the Hood.

[LAUGHS] You know you're white, right?

[LAUGHING]

Ha-ha-ha. Oh, don't, no.

Oh, I love, yes.

Oh, come on.

♪ Or hang around for you ♪

♪ Well, I make it Pretty good ♪

♪ Until that moon Comes shining through ♪

♪ And then I get So doggone lonesome ♪

I'm sure you know what you're talking about.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

You know, Nathan, you really look like shit.

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

MONTGOMERY: Gentlemen, please. Gentlemen.

It has come to my attention

that this year's community construction project

has, shall we say, stagnated.

What the hell was it supposed to be anyway?

I have no idea. MONTGOMERY: This was supposed

to be something created by you as a group.

Something of lasting value.

He's gonna say "future generations."

MONTGOMERY: Something for posterity.

I'm slipping.

MONTGOMERY: Groups of the past have chosen to construct

a large double-truck recycling bin

for the St. Thomas Fundamentalist Church.

We've had a backstop

for the Will Stevens Memorial softball field

over at Redding.

And my favorite, from the fall of '09 population:

a pair of oak picnic tables with matching benches

for the Pennsylvania Lenape.

Now, I don't know.

Maybe this year's project of the outdoor chapel...

"Outdoor chapel"? ...has just not been

as inspiring as I'd hoped it would be.

But never in the history of the Bernville Camp for Boys

have we not completed a project.

Now, I am more than open to hearing suggestions

as to how we might gain some inspiration

in moving this forward.

And you may discuss this amongst yourselves.

But make no mistake,

this project will be completed by you one way or another.

So get on it, gentlemen.

You have two weeks.

Sir. Sir.

Sir! [BOYS GROANING AND CHATTERING]

We know right now.

We know exactly what we wanna build.

We do? We do.

Sir, in the spirit

of the Bernville Camp for Boys' outdoor chapel,

I'm picking up a transcendental vibe from the entire group.

And I feel more than confident

in saying we'd like to jump the tracks, if you will,

and build right here on the premises,

for posterity and future generations,

our very own drive-in movie theater.

[SCATTERED APPLAUSE]

MONTGOMERY: Yes, but, Mr. Wyatt--

That's very interesting.

But we don't have cars here. So, what would be the point?

Okay, no cars, right. Literal crowd.

But, come on. I mean--

Well, can we give it up and let go

for the Bernville Camp for Boys movie theater?

Come on now!

BOY 1: Yeah!

Come on, who's got the spirit today, boys?

I got the spirit today! Can I get an "Amen"?

BOY 2: Amen! Can I get a "hallelujah"?

BOY 3: Hallelujah. That's right, boys!

Give it up!

[BILLY WHOOPING]

I'm talking about our very own

nostalgia-laden, kickass, blast from the past, customized,

glamorized, actual-sized!

Give it up, hermanos, and brothers

and Fourth Reichians!

Give it up!

Give it up!

Amen! BOYS: Amen!

Hallelujah! BOYS: Hallelujah!

Amen! BOYS: Amen!

Hallelujah! BOYS: Hallelujah!

That was a terrific speech, Billy.

Terrific.

Tell you what I'm gonna do.

You boys build it,

and I'm gonna find us a projection system.

How about that, huh?

BOY 4: Yeah. BOY 5: Yeah!

That was...

That was really wonderful, Billy.

That was really, really inspiring.

[BUZZER SOUNDS]

[DOOR CREAKING OPEN]

Can I get an "Amen" one more time, brothers?

[ALL CHEERING]

Hallelujah!

So now what, valiente?

What? What you mean, "what?"

This is your damn idea, fool.

Yeah, exactly. I-- I brought the idea.

I'm the genesis. I'm...

I'm the well from which the idea for the theater sprung.

Beyond that, I have nothing. I have no actual skills.

NATHAN: Wait, we know how.

Earl knows.

Go ahead, man. Tell him.

Don't be putting your hands on me, motherfucker!

Yeah, well, then come on, bitch!

Whoa, whoa! Jesus Christ!

J.T.: What's up, man?

It's for the movie theater, damn it.

J.T., chill.

Just bend over.

Or tilt. At least tilt.

Can I just--? Just a tilt.

Thank you.

Holy shit.

EARL: It's a pretty simple design.

My grandfather designed a bunch of drive-ins

before they shot his ass.

The Circle Drive-In in Scranton?

That's his.

I got blown there once.

[BOYS LAUGH] Or twice.

BOY: Yeah, right.

That's a lovely visual. Earl, just continue.

EARL: Need about 12 sheets

of one-inch thick marine-grade plywood.

We have that already.

About four times as many truss clamps.

About 24 2-by-6s. That'd give us our base.

And about nine 2-by-4s to shore it up.

We're gonna need some laminated acetate for the screen.

Acetate? Where the hell are we gonna get that?

BILLY: Sheets. We could use sheets?

EARL: Yup. Sheets will work.

Let's go, huh? Sheets will work.

Sheets will work.

[HAMMERS POUNDING]

BOY 1: Yo, hold the board straight, bro.

BOY 2: Pass me that hammer.

Docent, Museum of Tolerance.

BOY 3: Let me help you with that.

Dentist.

BOY 4: You're not holding it right.

Head of advertising, foreign air.

BOY 5: That's looking good, homes.

BOY 6: The top. BOY 7: There we go.

[BOY SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

America's Next Top Model winner.

BOY 8: Yeah, man. Those 2-by-4s are right there to the left.

Librarian.

Duluth. BOY 9: Bring that over here.

Prison guard.

Let's get it up, guys. Come on. Lift it up.

Lift it up.

Nice and easy.

Come on, give it a little-- A little push.

Come on. You got this. BOY 1: There you go.

Go ahead. Lift. Get it up. Get it up.

EARL: You got this. You got this.

Yeah. BOY 2: Easy, easy.

EARL: A little more.

Almost. BOY 3: Yeah. We got it.

Yeah. Yeah. BOY 4: Yeah, man.

Good job, guys. You got it up. BOY 5: That looks sexy, baby.

What do you think, man? It's beautiful.

EARL: Told you. Told you. I know. I didn't doubt you.

Look at this. Look at this.

Look at this. Ha-ha-ha. Good job, guys.

[ALL LAUGHING AND CLAPPING]

[DOO-WOP MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

CARMINE [ON SCREEN]: Fucking guy's been ducking me for two weeks.

When I see him, I'm gonna fucking break his face.

Do you like him? He's a fucking jerkoff.

Ten dollars. You got off cheap. He's out of your life.

Eh.... I'm still gonna fucking break his face.

[ALL LAUGHING]

It ain't Michigan and you're not seven,

but it is pretty cool, ain't it, Nate?

Yeah.

You knocked it out of the park, Billy.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

♪ I only have eyes ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ Dear ♪

[MOVIE CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

♪ My love must be a kind ♪

♪ Of blind love ♪

♪ I can't see anyone But you ♪

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

This movie thing was your idea?

Would that I could take sole credit.

I'm simply the humble vessel...

Shut up. ...from which the idea sprung.

[LAUGHS] Shut up.

Genesis of the idea.

It's Tina.

My name.

It's very nice to meet you, Tina.

This is amazing.

Mr. Miracle Boy.

♪ I don't know if it's cloudy Or bright ♪

♪ I only have eyes ♪

♪ For you ♪

I work here, Billy.

But I bet neither of us are gonna be here forever...

odds are.

CALOGERO: You go to this school? JANE: I'm Jane.

Permission to rejoin the population.

Granted.

JANE: I just moved here.

CALOGERO: Yeah, because I seen you on the bus the other day.

JANE: And you're...?

CALOGERO: Me, I'm Calogero.

JANE: Ca-who?

CALOGERO: Calogero.

JANE: What kind of name is that?

CALOGERO: It's Italian. But actually, it's Sicilian.

My family's from Sicily.

JANE: Sicily?

CALOGERO: Yeah, you know where Italy is?

BILLY: I've gotta see her. NATHAN: Who?

Tina.

Who the hell's Tina? Nurse Simms is Tina.

Her name is Tina? Yeah. Her name--

[LAUGHS]

That's kind of dirty and awesome.

Oh, stop. [LAUGHS]

I gotta see her, man.

Dude, you're dreaming. Yeah. I know.

[GROANING]

You okay?

No. No.

Should I get the bucket? No. Screw the bucket.

[IN EFFEMINATE VOICE] Oh, it's time for Screw the Bucket.

I'm your host RuPaul. On this week's edition--

Shut up, Billy. Not now, man.

Guard!

[IN NORMAL VOICE] Guard!

You know, actually, I think I'm feeling a little better.

Well, I think you look a little better.

And that is my informed medical opinion.

I'm just a little tired, though.

Then I prescribe...

sleep.

He came in with bronchitis and an intestinal infection.

It's just getting worse.

He's a pretty sick kid, Billy.

Then why isn't he in a hospital?

Um, I've got orders.

You're a nurse.

And I'm just learning to live by the rules.

Until my shit is straight, I've gotta do what I'm told.

Gotcha.

How long have you been clean or straight, or you know...?

Seven months and 18 days.

I keep waiting...

for the hunger to stop.

I keep waiting...

to be still.

I keep waiting like a good girl.

I keep waiting...

for you to say something.

[LAUGHS]

Maybe you can't get really found

until you get really lost.

No.

Please.

I'm sorry.

That's just too weird.

I mean, I'm supposed to be a nurse.

[LAUGHING] You're supposed to be a kid.

And that's just-- That's too weird, even for me.

Weird isn't wrong.

I know. I know.

Sometimes it's amazing.

And sometimes it is wrong.

And sometimes it's both.

Like now?

Yes.

Neither of us needs any more weirdness, Billy.

I'm sorry.

It's not like I've never heard "no" before.

[♪♪♪]

It's not "no." It's-- It's "wait."

Good night, Billy. Go to bed.

♪ Running them city lights ♪

♪ Running to get there on time But I'm just too late ♪

God bless you for letting me say "no."

♪ Trying to make A mental note ♪

♪ Trying to think about What I used to hear ♪

That's a first for me.

♪ Ride away tonight ♪

♪ Wanna press rewind ♪

♪ Try to make sense ♪

♪ The sound of your voice On the call ♪

♪ It's always been there ♪

♪ But this time it's me Left alone ♪

♪ Guess it can hit this close To home ♪

BOY: I got you, I got you.

What would that mean? MONTGOMERY: Billy.

A word, please. Clandestine.

That's very funny, Mr. Wyatt.

BILLY: Ancillary?

I'd like to talk to you, please.

What's up, Montay? Montiago.

Montel Williams. The Full Monty.

You know, your work with the outdoor theater

was really, really impressive.

Yeah, I really, really didn't do that much.

Oh, no. I think you've done a lot more than you realize.

Oh. Okay.

Is there a tux on my golden horizon?

No. No. But I'm impressed.

I'm so impressed that I'm gonna assign you trustee status.

Does that mean that I get to get out of this hellhole early?

No offense. None taken.

And not exactly. Come here.

I wanna show you something.

I want you to meet...

The White Goddess.

Monty, we have to get you a woman.

I want you to care for her

like she's truth and beauty on wheels.

I can do that.

You know, I employ three different types

of polishes on her throughout the year.

In the fall, a medium carnauba, and it's always--

You always polish in straight lines, never in circles.

Straight lines.

[♪♪♪]

Well, ain't this some shit?

EARL: Goddamn movie theater.

I was the brains. We did all the work.

EARL: And he takes all the glory.

J.T.: What a setup.

Come on, man.

We're back in the cotton field.

Yo, Nathan, you see your boy?

Who gonna help you now?

You seem to be a bit all over the place here,

aesthetically speaking.

[SIGHING] So, Billy,

what do you really think of me?

Oh. That's like a wife

asking her husband if she looks fat.

I'm not going there. Oh, come on, please tell me.

Okay, you look fat.

You seem to be on some kind of mission, huh?

Boy, I'd love to know what that is.

Hell-bent on saving every boy here at the camp.

What with all your speeches and your prognostications.

Is that a word? I don't think that's a word.

But, you know, you're on a roll. So carry on, please.

Open it.

Why open it? I lived it.

All right, then.

Shouldn't be that difficult refreshing your memory, huh?

Grand theft auto. Vandalism.

Dealing mushrooms and sampling your own wares.

And you got busted by the police

at 4 a.m.,

naked on a corner in Riverdale, wow.

I don't mean to get technical, sir, but I was wearing socks.

You think I don't know anything, do you?

Just like anybody who's ever tried to tell you anything.

But I'll tell you, I do know one thing.

I know what it's like to lose a father.

When I was 13 years old,

I found out my father had cancer.

And the next two years, I just watched him wither away.

We brought him home from the hospital

so he could spend the last few days with us.

I remember one morning I was going to school,

and I heard the TV on in the living room.

And I thought my father was just watching The Today Show.

But he wasn't.

He wasn't watching anything.

He was-- He had a plastic bag around his head.

He decided to beat God to the punch.

So, you see, I do know what it's like to lose a father.

And everything around you just becomes so stupid.

Your friends, your teachers.

And you know what really pisses you off?

Is everybody's cockiness.

Thinking that everything is so important, so dramatic.

Like everything's gonna last forever.

The day we buried them,

I looked across the street from the cemetery,

and there was this guy mowing his lawn

like nothing had happened.

And it made me insane.

Billy, do you know why you're here?

Not because you dealt drugs or you-- Or you stole a car.

Please don't.

Because you need to learn a lesson, Billy.

You need to learn that no one gets away with anything.

Not with all your jokes,

and all your charm and all your talk.

You know, that's just bullshit.

BOY: Whoo!

OLLIE: Hey. Hi.

You're Billy's sister, yeah? Yeah.

Have you seen him around?

Mm-hm.

Speak of the devil. Ollie.

Come on, man. I told you, not here.

[SIGHS] I'm sorry, man.

I forgot what you said. That's cool, man.

Why don't you go see Dad, yeah?

MONTGOMERY: Ever since you came you've been begging us to beat you for it.

But I'm not gonna do that, Billy.

I'm not. I'm gonna teach you how to live with it.

By admitting it.

[♪♪♪]

You were at the wheel.

And if you hadn't been wasting time with your dealer...

y'all would've made it.

[JOHNNY CASH PERFORMING "SO DOGGONE LONESOME" PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Oh, don't, no. Oh, I love, yes.

Oh, come on.

♪ Or hang around for you ♪

Let me give you a little father-son, Billy.

You're driving in your car, you turn on the radio.

Your girl's riding shotgun. She's got her hand on your knee.

Dad, we got a little girl in the backseat here.

And a song comes on the radio.

The kind of song makes you drive until it's over,

so you crank it up.

If she says "turn it down",

dump her at the next corner.

Does Mom ever turn it down?

Not once.

What was that thing with the kid back there?

Dad, it was nothing.

♪ Sometimes I think ♪

Doing the right thing is never nothing, Billy.

♪ One lonely hour Seems forever ♪

[HORN HONKING]

[TIRES SCREECHING] [CARS CRASHING]

[SIREN WAILING]

[♪♪♪]

[SOBBING]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

MONTGOMERY: You can't go back there.

You know what they'll do to you?

All that's over.

From now on, you just stay at the trustee dorm.

And the rest of your time here will be just penance.

Not punishment.

You're too smart for punishment.

But just ripe enough for penance.

That's why I like you.

That's why I think you're special.

EARL: Hey, Nathan.

You know what I think?

I think your boy Billy is cruising the Cruz.

Always thought he was a slammer.

Him with all his flowery talk and his reading and shit.

Blow me, Earl.

You didn't just say that, Med Baby.

BOY 1: What did he say?

Maybe you didn't hear me.

Blow me.

EARL: Nathan, my man.

That was a mistake.

BOY 2: Earl, leave him alone. BOY 3: Yo, chill.

BOY 4: Yo, Nathan. BOY 5: Nathan.

BOY 6: He's gonna kill him, yo. BOY 7: Yeah.

[GRUNTING]

BOY 8: All right, ease up.

CONRAD: All right, that's enough.

Get him up.

[SPITS AND COUGHS]

Things don't work out so good when there's no Billy around.

I do believe it's time for your fitting.

Get your bucket. Pick it up.

Don't you spill that shit on me.

[♪♪♪]

Let's go.

[♪♪♪]

MONTGOMERY: Hey, Billy.

Some lemonade would be nice, huh?

Forget it, there's nothing you can do for him.

And don't waste your time

with some heroic fantasies either, all right?

Focus on your own salvation.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hey, Billy, can you get that?

Hello.

Yes.

Who's calling, please?

Who?

MONTGOMERY: These plugs are in incredible mint condition.

Who-- Who was that?

Your father.

He wanted to know if you were still playing golf on Sunday.

I was doing this to help you out.

I made a little mistake, but--

I know these kinds of things?

My prog-no-sti-cations!

[CAR DOOR CLOSES] [ENGINE STARTS]

[GROANS]

BOY 1: Yo, Billy! BOY 2: Yo, son!

[TIRES SCREECH] [HORN HONKS]

Yo, Billy! Yeah!

Are you kidding me? BOY 1: Yo, my man, back?

[♪♪♪]

You know, this-- This dying thing sucks--

I don't wanna hear that shit. You are not dying, okay?

Nobody is dying.

[BILLY GRUNTS]

BOY 2: Stay up. Stay up, B. BOY 1: Yeah.

[NATHAN COUGHING]

TINA: What the hell is going on? BILLY: Tina.

Help me. Get his head.

You got him?

TINA: Yeah, we have an emergency.

Please hurry.

MONTGOMERY: Mr. Wyatt, come out of the car immediately.

BILLY: Shit!

Mr. Wyatt. Mr. Wyatt, get out of the car.

Now, if you come out right now, no one's gonna get hurt.

Mr. Stein's gonna be taken care of. You understand?

Ain't that some shit?

MONTGOMERY: Come on, Mr. Fuentes. I want you to back up right now.

I see you, Guillermo.

MONTGOMERY: Take everybody with you.

CARLOS: You got this place high up in the Sangre de Cristo mountains.

You can't think of the last line of your fifth novel.

You got one baby bouncing on your knee

and another on the way.

Your neighbor's playing his horn, and it's sunset.

All around you, your world is painted red and gold.

Then it comes to you, the last line of your novel.

Tomorrow doesn't have to be yesterday.

What the hell's going on? Go ahead. Go ahead, handle it.

Just do whatever you have to do, I don't care.

Just handle it.

[♪♪♪]

Do it.

Go ahead, do it.

Come on, Conrad. What the hell you doing?

I'm not shooting a kid. Where are you going?

Come back here, you coward!

Time to go home, Billy.

All right, if you go back to your dorms right now,

nothing's gonna happen to you, understand?

Go, go, go for it. Go.

Come on, Momena. Come on.

The only way out is through.

Do it, you crazy motherfucker!

MONTGOMERY: Wyatt, this is your last chance.

[BOYS CHEERING]

Go, Billy! MONTGOMERY: Come on.

You guys have to get going now. Come on, get to it.

[SIREN WAILING] MONTGOMERY: Get them!

What are you doing? Go get him! The kid just stole my car!

[SPITS]

BILLY: Don't ask for guarantees.

And don't look to be saved

in any one thing, person, machine or library.

Do your own bit of saving.

And if you drown,

at least die knowing you were heading for shore.

I got him. I got it, I got it. You got it?

Hey.

Hey. Nathan.

Hey. Don't you die, man, okay?

You're the first dude who could stand me in a long time.

You too, Billy.

Thank you.

TINA: Billy!

Billy!

EMT 1: Sir, can you step out, please?

Thank you.

Can you hear me? No, I think he's unconscious.

EMT 1: He's breathing. Can you pull him out?

EMT 2: I got him.

Just grab his legs. BILLY: His sister.

Just please try to find his sister.

Yeah, okay. I'll try.

TINA: People like us...

we find each other all the time.

BILLY: But that's the wonderful thing about man.

He never gets so discouraged or disgusted

that he gives up doing it all over again....

because he knows very well it is important

and worth the doing.

[TIRES SCREECH]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

[POLICE SIRENS APPROACHING]

Billy...

What are you doing?

It's okay, Mom. Why are you here?

Why are you here? OFFICER: Billy Wyatt?

Turn around slowly and put your hands behind your head.

BILLY: It's okay, Mom.

I just came home to say I'm sorry.

It's gonna be okay.

MRS. WYATT: I am sorry too. I love you.

BILLY: I love you too.

MRS. WYATT: I've waited so long to hear you say that.

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

You love me? Yeah, I love you.

You love me.

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♪ High up above Those days of glory ♪

♪ But that's just living In a memory ♪

♪ I'm so far down ♪

♪ There's nowhere left To fall ♪

♪ We've all been winners ♪

♪ We've all been losers ♪

♪ The world was watching When I struck out ♪

♪ It hits you hardest When you let your guard down ♪

♪ They say losing Makes you strong ♪

♪ But it hurts ♪

♪ But it's all right 'Cause I know I tried ♪

♪ We've all been winners ♪

♪ We've all been losers ♪

♪ Don't need a prize To hold my head up high ♪

♪ No matter winner ♪

♪ Or loser ♪

♪ Winner ♪

♪ Or loser ♪

♪ Life's just a balance Of the rise and fall ♪

♪ If we always won It would mean nothing at all ♪

♪ You showed me beauty In the simple things ♪

♪ Yet where'd it go? ♪

♪ Welcome the spring ♪

♪ But it's all right 'Cause I know I tried ♪

♪ We've all been winners ♪

♪ We've all been losers ♪

♪ Don't need a prize To hold my head up high ♪

♪ No matter winner ♪

♪ Or loser ♪

♪ Winner ♪

♪ Or loser ♪

♪ We're better Than we were before ♪

♪ It makes For humble hearts ♪

♪ Mine and yours ♪

♪ But it's all right 'Cause I know I tried ♪

♪ We've all been winners ♪

♪ We've all been losers ♪

♪ Don't need a prize To hold my head up high ♪

♪ No matter winner ♪

♪ Or loser ♪

♪ Winner ♪

♪ Or loser ♪♪

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