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So, ll--

oh, can I call you "ll"?

Or should I call you "j,"

or "Mr. Cool" maybe?

What's your problem? What's your problem?

What?

I don't have to take this [bleep], all right?

No, no. Uh, ll...

Mr. Cool?

What's ll cool j doing?

What's Debra lusanne doing?

...with his pants. Did you see that?

Elwin, what's she doing?

Oh, my god!

That's it.

Please, please...

Elwin! Elwin, please, no!

Not my presidential plates!

There goes Ford! No!

There goes Carter! No!

[Plates shattering]

Elwin, stop!

Reagan!

Elwin!

Shut up! No!

I'll shut you up!

Hello?

It's me.

Bill?

Oh, boy.

Ginny.

What'd he hit you with, his fist?

Yeah.

How long has he been drinking? All day?

All day. All day yesterday.

She called you, huh? When did she do that?

You are a beauty, you know that?

That goddamn--i shut her mouth for a while.

Now I got you starting in on me?

I wanna know what's wrong with you,

beating up on Ginny like that.

I shut her goddamn mouth, that's what.

Elwin, listen to me. What happens every time

you smash something or somebody,

you end up in jail or back at the rehab center.

Is that the way you wanna live?

It sounds like a good idea.

You wanna take me?

Instead of getting drunker than you are,

why don't you clean up this mess?

Ok.

This is the worrels', isn't it?

What happened?

Are you a friend of the worrels?

I know elwin a little bit from when he was at sacred heart.

Are you from the center?

Great. Just the guy we need.

What's your name?

Juvenal.

Elwin, it's juvenal.

Elwin, what are you doing?

He's breaking dishes. Be right back.

You having fun?

No. That's all right. I already ate.

She all right?

I think so. He hit her a good one,

but I don't think he busted anything.

No. I mean something else.

Yeah. She's blind.

All her life?

Since I've known her.

Why don't you put this on her face?

You know, Ginny's mother

gave us these dishes when we got married.

Christ. 21 years ago.

I hated these goddamn dishes.

Got rosebuds on 'em,

like a little girl's tea set, you know?

All that time,

you get to your mashed potatoes,

and you wipe your gravy,

and there's those goddamn rosebuds

lookin' at you!

Elwin?

Elwin?

Don't tell her

I got rid of them goddamn rosebud dishes.

Finally got up the nerve to get rid of 'em.

Jeez, I cut her, didn't I?

No, you didn't.

I'm sure you didn't.

Ginny, Wh-what are you doing with that broom?

Ginny?

You all right?

I can see.

I can see you both as plain as day.

Hi.

Is juvenal around?

Juvenal?

No. Juvee's off today.

Are you in the program?

No, but a friend of mine is--

elwin worrel.

I met juvenal at elwin's.

Do you wanna talk to father donahue?

Sure.

Elwin's problem: He knows he's an alcoholic.

He just hasn't hit bottom hard enough to feel it.

Well, he's hitting other people pretty good,

and he's doing a job on his house, too.

Do you know Virginia, father?

Yeah. She's been here.

I understand she used to play organ

at your church. That was years ago.

You're an ordained minister, right?

Uh, well...

Nowadays, I sell recreational vehicles,

but, yeah, I had a church...

Unifaith.

It was more of an outdoor setup--

amphitheater for 1,500 people.

We had a chapel, gift shop-- kind of like stuckey's--

but we got the crowds.

We had the world's tallest illuminated cross--117 feet,

"Jesus saves" across the top in blue neon.

At night, you could see it

all the way from the interstate.

Around here?

Georgia, outside a place called Dalton,

but then I moved the show out here and pfft--

went bankrupt.

Well, that's fascinating.

And Ginny was our organist.

You know that.

You must know also that she recovered her sight.

I understand you were there.

Yeah, and a fella from the center here,

name of juvenal.

You see, Ginny believes he performed a miracle on her.

A miracle. Well, I don't...

Maybe it was just a jolt to the head.

I don't know. See...

Her face was clean before this happened.

Then when I looked at her after...

There was blood on it up here.

Maybe it was from her nose.

She wasn't bleeding from her nose.

I don't know. It's not my area.

So, you want to talk about elwin, right?

He's part of it.

This juvenal is the other part.

I wondered if he spoke with you about Virginia.

We're gonna have to make it another time.

I've got volleyball scheduled.

I'm late as it is.

Maybe I could talk with juvenal. Well, sure.

They said he's not here today.

Come back anytime.

Hey, you got any clothes you don't want,

bring 'em along.

You are a pretty snappy dresser.

Everybody's so serious and uptight, you know?

Like somebody in the next room

is having a baby or dying or something.

I mean, and, Jesus, all they're doing

is representing a rock 'n' roll band.

I keep thinking, "what am I doing here?"

Making money.

You know what my view is:

A parking lot,

out back of the building I live in.

How much you pay here, 8?

950. Hmm.

Hot shots, they come in, they take over.

I'm the one who sets up the hospitality suite.

I do all the shit work.

I go get the heinekens,

you know, vodka, mix, scotch, a nice cheese tray.

You know, lay it all out.

Which one is this? Which group?

Flaming dogs.

A bunch of shitheads.

Never heard of them.

You have to be just into puberty.

They wear--

well, you'd love this, actually.

They wear these sort of...

Skintight snakeskin-style jumpsuits

cut down to their pubic hair, you know what I mean?

Showing off their skinny white bodies.

I mean... White.

It's 2 brothers, Toby and abbott,

and 4 other creepy guys I think they got from an institution.

You're not happy. You should quit.

Yeah...well... I did.

Not in so many words, but...

You know who's a happy girl?

Virginia worrel.

I know. She called me.

Did she? I didn't know you were that close.

Well, you know, I think she called everyone she knows.

Getting your sight restored, that's heavy.

Yeah. She tell you about this guy juvenal?

She was asking me about makeup,

like I'm some kind of an expert or something.

What'd she say about him?

I told her she should try some mascara, you know,

and tried to tell her how to apply it

without saying... Her eyes,

like if I said "your eyes," she'd go blind again.

It was...

Pretty weird.

What'd she say about juvenal?

Said he was cute and...

Clean-cut looking, which would be a switch.

Wanna meet him?

I don't know. Why?

I tried to see him 4 times.

It's like they're trying to hide him.

So I figured, "what the heck?

I'll betcha Virginia spoke to him."

So I called her. Sure enough,

she went to see him.

They had quite a talk.

See, Virginia believes he healed her.

Why not? It's better than thinking

it's your husband beating on you.

She tell you he'd spent time

in a monastery? Don't think so.

He was a monk, a franciscan monk

for 7 years someplace down in the Amazon.

He come back after 4 years,

then he quit the order.

Why would he quit the order?

I don't know.

Maybe something about it irritated him,

like Audrey hepburn in the nun's story, or...

I'm thinking all this time

he's down in Brazil healing people,

and the head franciscan gets jealous.

People coming from all over.

They're getting cured.

Pretty soon they're setting up stands,

they're selling juvee relics,

religious items...

See what I'm saying?

Well, yeah, I ought to. I worked for you long enough.

All right. Maybe, just maybe,

this juvenal is the genuine article.

What would you think about that?

Gee, I don't know, bill. What if he is?

Are you curious, or not?

You want to get out of the r.V. Business,

wasting your talent selling motor homes.

You understand, I can't do a study on him.

The priest there at the center

knows about unifaith,

so he's suspicious.

Also, there's the "anonymous" part

of alcoholics anonymous to deal with.

These people wouldn't give you his last name.

I'm wondering,

how'd you like to join up for a few days?

What, me?

Do you know how many of these I drink?

Maybe 2 a week.

You could fake it.

Act hung over. You know, shake a little bit.

You mean pretend I have some kind of an ailment?

Like what? We'll think of something.

So how do I get in, pretend I'm an alcoholic?

Usually there's a waiting time...

Unless the person comes in

in really bad shape. How long?

Have a drink.

Finish the bottle.

What the heck, we'll get you another.

Although, I think it might be quicker

to switch...

To, say, vodka.

Well, you mean tonight?

You want me to go in there smashed?

File number 7753047.

California penal code 240, 241, 242,

assault and battery.

You people back there, take a seat.

Father navaroli,

would you tell us what happened, please?

Well, it was at the 10:00 mass,

right after the offertory.

We were singing the sanctus--

the what?

You were singing "holy, holy, holy."

Prosecutor: Mr. Murray.

I'm asking him a question as a right of counsel.

Mr. Murray, if you are representing yourself,

you may cross-examine, sir,

when it is your turn.

Proceed.

Exactly what did he say?

He said, "this is not the holy sacrifice of the mass.

This is a clown show."

He goes, "this is a clown show."

Uh, "it's a mockery."

Then he pulled my stole--

he pulled it from me, then pushed me,

knocking me down.

He tripped on his microphone cord.

Mr. Murray,

you've been told, sir.

Your honor--

wait till we're finished.

I think it's open to question whether you are qualified

to sit in judgment on this particular matter,

considering the fact that you were excommunicated

by your church, your honor,

following the recent circumstances

of your divorce and remarriage.

I have been patient with you.

This is a misdemeanor court hearing

on an assault and battery charge.

You will not open your mouth again.

Is that clear?

Let the record show that you are now speaking to me

in a subjective and emotional fit of anger.

You are in contempt,

and you are remanded to the custody of the bailiff.

I want a jury trial.

It's my right, and you know it.

Outrage! Outrage!

What are you gonna do, shoot 'em?

Outrage! Outrage!

Go ahead, shoot 'em.

Outrage! Outrage!

Hey, guys.

Hey!

How you doing?

Hey.

Hi. Hi.

May I join you?

Sure.

Yeah?

You're Lynn, aren't you?

Yeah. How'd you know?

I'm juvenal. I'm on the staff here.

You came in early this morning.

You look great, you know?

How do you feel?

Well...not too bad. A little, you know, fuzzy.

Hey, juvee, we got a staff meeting

in 10 minutes.

Ok, I'll be there.

Your eyes are clear.

You have pretty eyes.

Wow. All the compliments. I'm not used to it.

You don't look like you've been drinking,

I mean, too heavily.

I thought it wasn't the amount that you went by.

No, you're right, it's not,

but after a while, it shows.

So, what are you doing here?

Are you-- are you hiding?

From what?

I don't know. I'm just asking.

Oh. I thought that you were being funny.

No. I'm curious. What are you doing here?

Well, isn't this a...

Place to dry out?

Yeah...

But you're not an alcoholic.

I'm not? No.

That's funny. The doctor and the nurse,

they didn't seem to question it.

Come on, tell me.

Tell you what?

You are hiding.

From what?

You've got it turned around.

You're the one that's hiding,

and I came to find you.

Father donahue, hi.

I want you to meet father nestor.

He's franciscan. Both: How do you do?

He's the pastor out at St. isidore.

I told him about the center,

so he took up a special collection

last Sunday after mass.

Well, we certainly appreciate it, father.

$82. I also told him

you'd take a couple minutes of your time

to tell him about your work around here.

I'm gonna run upstairs and say hi to juvee.

He's out. No, he's not.

I called. He knows I'm coming.

Lynn: Yeah, that's bill hill.

Virginia and I both used to work for him.

And he put you up to it? Why?

Hey, there you are.

Hi. Hey, August.

This is Lynn. Have a seat.

Want a cup of coffee?

No. I don't drink coffee.

So, what'd you do now?

Here's an article with a picture.

Oh, that's nice.

August is head of a group called outrage,

and they demonstrate a lot.

This is about him getting arrested.

What was it, disturbing the peace?

Assault.

You hit this father navaroli?

No, I didn't hit him.

I just tried to hand him some pamphlets.

Outrage is the name of your group?

Organization unifying traditional rites

as god expects.

They go around

breaking up guitar masses.

We're trying to restore traditional forms of worship.

Are you a catholic?

No. I used to be married to a sort of a...One...

But he never went to church.

August likes Latin.

He doesn't like the mass in English.

How is the gray army of the holy spirit?

It's gray army of the holy ghost,

and we're doing great.

We got over a hundred members now,

most of whom will be out at St. isidore Sunday.

Did you get your invitation?

Yeah, I did.

I don't think I can make it, though.

I told father nestor you'd be there.

I know, but things come up around here.

Sunday's a bad day.

How do you dedicate 6 years of your life to god

and then just throw it all away?

I didn't throw it away.

I was into that, and now I'm into something else.

Helping drunks?

What should I be doing, August?

I don't have to tell you that.

I'm gonna get back to work,

but why don't you two stay and talk?

No, no. Father nestor's waiting on me.

I'm gonna tell him you're gonna be there.

Listen, I'm gonna pick you up.

Now, I'll see you Sunday.

Bye. It was nice meeting you.

Well, why don't you tell me about juvenal

when you guys used to live in Brazil?

You know, the juvenal story.

What do you think about that as a title?

Either that, or miracle worker.

Oh, my. I think I have to go to the bathroom again.

Why didn't you go when we were back there?

I did. I have to go again.

Once the urge comes,

there's nothing I can do about it.

Father, I'm talking about juvenal.

Now, you were in itaporanga quite a while

before he got down there, right?

Shh, shh. It's pronounced "Ee-ta-peer-ahnga."

Yes, yes. I was there for many, many years.

So, you helped him along.

You showed him the ropes.

I was in Sao piodecimo, and he was--

most of the time,

he was at convento De nossa senhora in nazare.

You knew him though, right?

The doctor says a parasite in my intestine

causes the dysentery.

I could have it for years.

No. I want you to tell me

about the first time you met juvenal

and when the miracles started

and the first time you saw blood.

I...hope we're almost there.

Oh, oh, oh, oh...

Oh, oh, oh...

I used to hide them in the garage...

Different places-- the shrubs even--

which is why I was always cutting the grass.

In my apartment, when I'd clean up--

about once a month--

I'd reach under the couch,

and I'd drag out all these bottles.

You ever reach under there,

and you come out with...

One you had forgotten about?

And then you put it on the table

next to about half a fifth

you got left?

Set for the day.

That was a good feeling.

They usually don't talk that much about drinking

or d.T.'S

unless a new resident's asking questions

or there's somebody they wanna impress.

Like me?

Hmm. So this is your office?

I use this one if I have duty.

I can hear better if anyone freaks out.

My room's down the hall.

Oh.

Well, I won't bother you.

No. Sit down.

You want to ask me something, don't you?

Yeah. Yeah.

Aren't you a little irritated?

I mean, I tell you I've come here

to find out about you,

and you're not mad or anything.

Well, I haven't told you anything, either.

You and your friend bill hill--

well, that reminds me.

You were a Baton twirler in a religious service?

Well, it wasn't exactly during the service.

I whirled a little while the choir was singing--

me and another girl--

but the part of the service that was the real feature

is reverend Bobby forchet would come out,

and he'd heal people.

What, you want me to ask you how he did it?

No. It was fake,

at least, I think most of it was, anyway.

I don't know. Maybe Bobby healed some of them.

Do you think that's possible?

Well, why not?

Do you heal people?

I guess so.

How do you do it?

I don't know.

I mean, it's not something I can explain.

Wow. This is weird, you know it?

I mean, you're actually telling me,

like, if I had something wrong with me--

a disease or something-- that you could cure it?

Is there something you're worried about?

Well...

I'm not sure.

I guess maybe I'm worried, yeah,

but I don't know if I should be.

You were gonna tell me you have a lump,

maybe a tumor,

and if it's malignant, would I do something.

Was it to test me or to shock me?

I don't know. Maybe both.

Well, if you're worried,

take my word, your breasts are ok.

Well...this is a new one I'll have to figure out.

Don't try so hard. I'll be back.

Arnold's having a bad time.

[Whimpering]

[Ring]

Bill: Hill's motor home and siding.

Thank you for calling.

I'm getting out of here tonight. Pick me up.

Lynn, what's wrong?

Nothing's wrong. Nothing's wrong.

It's just that I want to get out of here.

You spoke to him already?

Yes. I talked to him, and h-he's real.

He knows things.

I've done my job, and now I want to leave.

What happened? Did he do something?

Did he heal somebody?

Listen--listen, I've got to get off the phone.

Ok, just pick me up in 40 minutes, ok?

And...get me a bottle of spumante.

Juvenal?

[Water running]

Juvenal?

Oh, my god.

You mean there were nails in his hands?

No, like, wounds.

Like from nails, you know?

And a cut on his side.

It was...

What did he say?

Nothing. He just looked at me.

Was he in pain?

No, I don't think so.

He seemed... Like he was sad.

He was just...Quiet.

He didn't say anything?

No.

No, well, you know, he said my name.

I remember hearing it now as I ran out.

Maybe he wanted you to help him.

Help him?

But help him what, put band-aids on?

He had the same wounds Jesus had!

Do you think he wanted me to help him?

Somebody at the center must know.

I can't imagine a priest not knowing.

What, you mean like if he had scars?

He'd have to.

If a wound keeps opening,

there's got to be a scar.

But if it's a miracle,

why does there have to be anything natural about it?

Who said that? Did I say miracle? You did.

[Telephone rings] Yeah, that's right.

You see people walking around every day

with crucifixion wounds.

[Ring]

Yeah, what?

I really don't have time for this.

Just say it.

Fine. That's--yes. Yeah, all right.

Bye. See you.

That was Artie.

He's taking the early flight.

I got to pick him up at the airport.

I thought you quit.

I did. I just have to give him my records.

Wait a minute.

You've been talking about going to St. isidore tomorrow,

seeing juvenal, seeing what's going on

with this weird gray ghost guy.

You witnessed something.

Few living people have seen a miracle.

Now you tell me these rock 'n' roll records

you have to give Artie are more important?

Business records...

Not records records.

They're called cds now, you know, by the way.

Look, it's 1:00, right?

1:00, St. isidore, I have a road map,

and I'll meet you there.

What's this Artie like?

What have you got in mind?

You hear a lot about a guy,

you like to meet him face to face.

He's a music promoter.

You know, everything he says ends in "but."

He says, "blah blah blah, but..."

You know.

What are you looking at me like that for?

I'm concerned about you.

You feel all right?

I feel fine.

You're afraid to meet him, aren't you? Juvenal?

No, I'm not. I'm not afraid.

I'm just nervous, that's all.

There's something about you...

That's different.

What do you expect? I just got out

of an alcohol treatment center.

Well, just help me with presentation, then.

Yeah. Ok.

No, I am not going to help you

with presentation, Artie.

Now, I have a vacation.

Remember? I'm on vacation.

I have one coming. I'm gonna hang up

before I catch that new kind of aids.

Hearing aids.

The kind you get from listening to assholes.

A vacation? But--

no. I'm not going to discuss business, ok?

You do that.

You going to church?

Somebody get married, or did I miss something?

I don't want to be late.

A prompt man...

Is a lonely man.

Did you just make that up, or were you saving it?

I was saving it.

Oh, god.

[Congregation singing hymn in Latin]

Hi.

Thanks.

♪ Amen ♪

blessed be god...

Blessed be his holy name...

All: Blessed be his holy name...

Blessed be Jesus Christ...

True god and true man...

Blessed be his most sacred heart...

[Whispers] Bathroom.

All: Blessed be his most sacred heart...

Ohh.

Please be seated.

Let's get some air.

As we continue our consecration,

let us ask the holy ghost to bless this special day.

What--

look over there.

What's going on?

I don't know.

Murray: Have a seat.

There you go.

There you go.

Suffer the little children.

That's right. Come on up here.

Thank you. Thank you, sister.

Ok...

[Toilet flushes]

Father nestor will be right back,

but while we have a moment,

I'd like to introduce you to a remarkable young man

who's dedicated a good portion of his life

serving in the jungles of Brazil on the Amazon.

Juvenal?

I, um...

I began my work...

[Gasps] Richie!

My god!

[Camera clicking]

Stop that!

What is going on?

Hey! Hey!

Oh, my god.

[Camera clicking]

Richie, come back here!

What's on his head?

Did you see that?

What was that?

Juvenal?

Murray: Distribute the pamphlets.

Distribute the pamphlets, men. Come on.

Pass out the pamphlets.

Distribute the pamphlets.

Come on, everybody.

This does not look like blood.

It's blood. You saw it on him,

and you saw it on the kid.

Yeah, I saw it, but to the readers, in the paper,

it's going to look like a dark blob.

Then you tell them it's blood.

You tell them this is what blood looks like.

"Suddenly, his hands began to bleed.

"Blood flowed out, as if nails

"had been driven through his palms.

His side began to bleed, as if by a spear."

I never saw his side bleed.

It bled.

He is good-looking.

Who was that girl who pulled him out, his sister?

Ok, you got 3 stories here.

You got your stigmata story:

Miraculous marks of Christ appear

for the first time in 10 years

on a humble man,

one-time missionary named juvenal.

What kind of a name is juvenal?

It's his franciscan name.

What's his real name?

He'll tell you if he wants you to know.

Do you know what it is?

Yes. Are you going to tell me?

It's his name. He can tell you. Ok, fine.

If I see him, I'll ask him.

Second, you got your outrage story:

The rapid growth of the traditionalist movement.

A counterrevolution.

The return to time-honored

ecclesiastical and sacramental rites.

What else?

The miraculous healing of little Richie baker.

Who's little Richie baker?

A 10-year-old victim

of acute lymphocytic leukemia,

a terminal illness he's had for 2 years

until 10:25 this morning.

This baldheaded child?

Every week he goes down to children's hospital

to get a cobalt treatment.

Now, check it out.

How do you know he's cured?

Check it out.

Actually, it's not my real name.

My real name is Charlie Lawson.

Charlie?

Come on.

There was a Saint Charles.

Yeah? What did he do?

I don't know. Probably got martyred.

[Chuckles]

Well, how on earth did you get "juvenal"?

Well, when you go into the order,

you pick 3 names.

I liked Raphael or Anthony,

but they showed me a list,

said pick something else.

I said, "I don't know. I guess juvenal."

Do you think it's all right?

I mean, stigmata blood going in the wash?

Yeah. It's my blood.

I don't see anything unusual.

Mmm. This is weird.

I mean, after everything that happened,

all those people and what they must be thinking,

and we just sit here.

All this blood that pours out of you,

you don't even get excited.

I was numb.

Really? Yeah.

Oh.

What was it like the first time?

It was a little boy that was crippled.

This was in Brazil?

Yeah.

He came in the streets,

and I don't know why, but I...

I touched him.

I was scared.

And I knew in that moment

that something was going to happen, and I wanted to run.

I felt something wet.

I thought the boy was bleeding,

then I looked down and saw...

My hands.

Can I see your hands?

Yeah.

Wow. You always have those?

No. They go away.

So, what do you think?

Think this is god doing this to you,

or...

I don't know.

I mean, it could be psychophysiological.

You know, like when we're sad, we cry;

we get mad, there's a physical reaction.

You know, if my mind's causing it,

then it's psychosomatic.

If god's doing it, then it's supernatural.

What did the other franciscans say?

My superiors?

Yeah.

Well, they said to keep quiet about it.

They didn't want another lourdes or Fatima.

You know, the carnival atmosphere.

You must wonder a lot: Why you, huh?

Yeah. Once in a while.

I used to all the time.

Can i--can I ask you a question?

Sure.

Oh, never mind.

I've been asking too many as it is.

I can wait.

I got to get back pretty soon, anyway.

So you...You going to come finish your cure?

No. I dried out.

But I can take you.

You were going to ask me something.

Hmm?

Bet that had to do with...

Do I go out with girls, or do I like girls,

or am I sort of strange or celibate

for religious reasons?

Something like that?

Wow. Is that part of it?

I mean, you know what people are thinking?

No. You know how to do it?

You listen to people

instead of thinking what you're going to say next.

That's all. You learn things.

Like the other day in your office.

No. I just had a feeling you were going to test me.

I said your breasts were ok.

I could have sworn

you were going to say something,

only you didn't.

Ha ha!

Yeah, I was gonna say something, like...

You know, "just ok?"

"Give you a look?" You know, but I mean kidding.

Why didn't you?

I didn't want to sound like a smartass.

No, it wouldn't have been smartass.

It would have been funny.

So why did you touch me?

Why not? We were talking about your breasts.

Oh, there's the worrels'.

Elwin's straightened right up.

Yeah, I know. Ginny told me.

She watches him. She loves him.

Ok, I'll ask.

Well, so,

you got a hang up about girls, or what?

No, no. I like girls.

You were married, what, 5 years?

4.

4 1/2, actually.

Well, you know something I don't.

I bleed from 5 wounds and heal people,

but I've never been in love.

Isn't that something?

Look...

I'm the one brought you into this.

I want to know what's going on.

You spent the whole day at your place doing what?

He took a shower.

What do you mean?

Like, did I seduce him or something?

What did you talk about?

We talked about all kinds of things.

I don't know. He's a very normal person.

Yeah. He's very normal.

A person whose hands start dripping blood.

Oh, not just his hands, remember?

I washed his clothes.

Why?

You washed his clothes?

Why didn't you save them?

What was he supposed to wear, something of mine?

I don't think you understand

what you got here.

You want lunch? Let's order something.

What you got here is like a light.

You cannot keep it under a bushel.

You want to exploit him.

Not exploit. Expose. Get the word out.

Such as?

I'm thinking about TV.

I got a nice in at kqrd.

I--i sold them some honey wagons.

What, you think they're going to pay you money

to put juvenal on TV?

I don't know.

You hadn't thought it out quite that far, though, yet,

had you? It's...

Not that kind of TV.

Well, if you think I'm going to help you

put him into some sort of a religious freak show,

you're full of shit, bill.

Who said-- did I say freaks?

I hate that word.

Did I say something about freaks?

Hey, bill, you know what?

Stuff your lunch. I don't work for you.

I don't have to take that tone of voice, either.

Lynn!

[Screaming]

Murray: Agapetus, a youth of 15 years,

was brought before the governor of palestrina.

[Sizzling]

Condemned for being a Christian...Flogged...

Placed in a foul dungeon...

Had hot coals put on his head...

Boiling water poured over him...

His jaw broken...

Yet to every inquiry, he responded...

I am a Christian!

He was taken to the stadium

in the presence of all Rome,

led before the wild beasts.

The lions, ravenous with hunger, approached agapetus,

yet they would not harm him. Agapetus said...

Let the breaking of bones and the tearing of limbs,

let the grinding of the whole body

come upon me, be it so.

Only may I win Jesus Christ.

When the lions refused to eat him,

the governor, seeing this,

had a seizure and died on the spot.

Agapetus was finally beheaded.

But not before the example

of his resolution

had converted the tribune anastasius.

You are really into this, aren't you?

Do you know the story of Saint Agatha?

No.

Upon resisting the advances of quintanian,

the governor of sicily,

she had her flesh tore with iron hooks,

her breasts cut off,

and she was thrown onto fiery coals

whereupon a giant, violent earthquake

shook the town of catania.

That's quite a story.

Did they rape her?

After tearing her flesh away?

I don't think so.

What I'm trying to say, augie--

do you mind if I call you augie?

It's ok. I'm trying to say we don't have to be

on opposite sides of this juvenal thing.

You have an interest in him.

I respect that.

He listens to you.

We're on the same side here.

What side is that?

Being men of the cloth, so to speak,

we want the same thing-- get the word out.

See, that's what surprised me most

about this article.

Your name being not even mentioned

after bringing it all about.

I know. They didn't use any of the pictures I gave them.

Worst of all, there's not even one mention of Richie baker,

after all that kid's been through.

If they ever mention me,

it's all--it's usually in a derogatory way.

Do you have the prints

of these pictures you took?

Yes. Good pictures.

You have your own darkroom here?

Mm-hmm. In the back.

Just excellent.

May I keep these?

That's what they're for.

And this...

"Miracle worker of the Amazon."

You did this? You researched this?

Yes. It's good.

I could help you.

I could proofread these...

It's all a matter of tone.

You know?

Right.

Remission?!

Remission, your ass.

I can tell by looking at him.

I'm his mother.

F-u-z. Fuzz. I am rubbing fuzz.

See?

I told you. I told you

they wouldn't believe you.

I am not raising false hopes!

There's nothing false about 'em!

Get me the daily press.

I know what you're going through.

Maybe I can help you.

You know why I said I'd talk to you.

Because you're a friend of Lynn's.

I wondered how close you two were.

I'm protective like an uncle.

Well, I just wondered.

She said to me, if god has given him this gift,

why would he keep it secret?

I tried to explain it to her.

I told her you work here

because it's an ideal place to remain anonymous,

if that's what you want.

Why can't I stay the way I am?

Because the news people won't let you.

They've caught a glimpse of you.

They're not going to let you go

until they've picked you apart.

I think you'd want to step out into the world more.

See what you've been missing for 7 years.

Get a taste of life.

Father donahue suggested

he and I go down and talk to them,

issue some kind of statement.

You're gonna have to do something like that

just to be nice,

but I'm thinking, what if you were in a position

to tell your own story personally to everybody?

Take as much time as you want.

What, on television?

That's part of it. Publishing, also.

People like something

they can hold in their hands,

put beside their bed,

reread when they're feeling down. You know?

Get the true meaning of a book, yes?

Get your story out.

What is my story?

Touching people.

You touch people, they change.

I don't mean just the sick and the infirm.

Don't you know that?

Take Lynn, for instance.

She's changed.

What do I have to do?

Murray: Look at her.

She's a little old, but not too bad.

Damn, look what she made me do! Who?

That runt! That reporter! The other one.

There's not a word in there about outrage!

I gave her the entire story!

Not a word about the gray army!

Yeah, I thought juvenal might've said something,

if he's supposed to be so tuned in,

or whatever you call it, sympathetic.

It's not his fault. I can't get near him.

It's that alcoholic priest down there.

He literally pushed me away.

He said, "juvenal's got stuff to do."

I said, "damn right he's got stuff to do--

"for the church, not for a bunch of stinking drunks."

You want this?

There was a robbery at save-rite.

Caught the guys.

There's robberies around here all the time.

They get their pictures in the paper with their stupid hats on.

Bunch of punk hillbilly kids smiling.

Do you know why they're smiling?

They're going to be out in a couple days going,

"hey, what are we going to break into next?"

I'll tell you what,

I hope they come around here.

This is my dad's Smith and Wesson .38 commando.

I hope they try to get in that door there.

You wouldn't actually shoot anybody, would you?

Hey, if he was coming in here

to take something of mine, you're damn right.

I'd shoot to kill.

If god wants to have mercy on their souls,

that's up to him.

But i'd shoot to kill.

I understand how busy miss lusanne must be,

and I appreciate you taking the time,

but it's important that I speak to her in person.

A lot has happened since I first called,

and you couldn't see me, huh?

What have you got?

Ok, he raised his hands...

Like the crucified Christ,

and blood poured from his palms

onto the altar.

And all over the kid, it looks like.

Well, the boy was gonna die of cancer

until juvenal touched him.

Who says? The kid says.

The mom says. I talked to his mom.

In fact, I represent her, also.

Beautiful woman. Name of antoinette.

His mom...

What does she do?

Would you believe it?

Richie's mom is a topless dancer.

Wait right here.

I'll be right back.

[Birds chirp]

[Knocking]

Hi. Hey.

Well, you found it ok.

Sure, I was here before. Oh, yeah.

Well, I was surprised when you called.

Well, I had to get out of there.

You know, reporters and TV.

Newspaper people

were taking over the coffee shop.

It's not the reason I came, though.

I know.

I came 'cause I wanted to see you.

In fact, you want to know the truth?

Yeah.

I was dying to see you.

I was dying, too.

I couldn't get to you fast enough.

Well, let's go inside, ok?

Wait.

We'll do a sidebar doc segment first,

bring on Richie and his mom,

a theologian,

maybe a psychiatrist,

and then I'll go one on one with juvenal.

Yeah. This is a gentle person.

I think he deserves the full time slot.

Maybe we should go outside the studio.

Your studio's good.

It's homey. It's comfortable feeling.

It's, you know, not too controversial.

Controversy...

Is my oxygen.

It's the air I breathe.

People schedule their day

around my show.

Now, where is he?

Well, you get the time slot,

I'll deliver juvenal.

And why don't you leave the psychiatrist out of it?

Just talk to juvenal.

Why don't we leave you out of it instead?

I got it.

Why don't you talk to the kid,

his go-go mom, the doctor,

theologian, the psychiatrist one week, huh?

Set it up.

Next week, have juvee on for the full half-hour.

What do I talk to him about for a full half-hour? Whatever you want.

Then when there's 10 minutes to go, you know what happens?

Tell me.

In front of 50 million people,

if your network's any good...

And do its promotional work,

juvee gets the stigmata.

He bleeds from his 5 wounds.

He heals the cripple of your choice

live on national television.

The competition is fierce.

Here's the chance to see your ratings shoot up

from fifth to first.

What if he doesn't produce?

What if you had Julio iglesias on,

and he couldn't sing?

Look, if you'd rather see him on another network,

just let me know right now.

Lynn: You know what?

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

Either way, any way you say it, I knew it.

I wasn't prepared to say it,

but I love you so much I can't believe it,

like, it can't be happening.

No, it is happening.

I'm pretty sure it is.

Yeah, it's happening.

I can feel it.

We're lucky.

Right now, we are.

You sound very solemn.

Yeah. I got to watch that.

You know, the most important thing you can do in life

is to not take it too seriously.

I wrote that down.

Why?

Because it's true.

Errol Flynn said it in this movie,

escape me never, with ida lupino.

It was on TV.

Well, all I'm trying to say

is that being serious

doesn't mean you have to be solemn.

But you're not just someone,

some guy.

Sure, I am.

I'm Charlie Lawson.

Nobody's called me that in a long time.

You wanna? You can call me Charlie.

You were in a religious order.

I left.

Priests leave all the time, get married.

It doesn't seem to bother anyone.

God, I'm lying here with you.

The same as Christ's wounds.

Do you realize...

Try to put yourself in my place.

Would you like to look at it from over here?

I like your outfit.

[Lynn laughs]

Can I ask you a question?

What have you got on,

nothing?

Is this how people talk?

You know, I don't know if there's a book on it.

Can I ask you one?

Sure.

Have you met antoinette baker yet?

The mother? Yeah.

She and Richard came by.

Everybody calls him Richie,

but he doesn't like it.

I called him Richard

and saw his face light up.

It's not what you were going to ask me, though.

You're scary, you know that?

Have I ever made love before to anyone?

Why couldn't you ask me that?

You don't have to tell me.

No, her name was, uh,

Annie.

We spent the night together in a motel.

Did you like her?

Yeah, yeah, I liked her.

We met in a bar downtown.

She was a prostitute. Oh.

I didn't know it at the time.

She was nice-looking and funny.

And you spent the night with her?

I was drunk.

Well, I don't mean that as an excuse.

I was very curious about the girl,

about going to bed with her and all,

finding out what it was like.

About being drunk-- during that period

after I walked out of the order

and left St. augustine--

I was drunk most of the time for 3 weeks.

I can't imagine you drunk.

That's why I went to sacred heart.

Father donahue straightened me out

in about 3 days.

I've never been jealous before.

It's a new feeling.

You know,

having something you want so much,

you're afraid it's going to end,

something's going to happen.

Like what?

I don't know. Something.

Bill: Ok? Kathy: What is this?

It's a list of titles

published on angels and--hello?--Saints

in the last 2 years alone. 35 titles!

We're talking a cottage industry here,

second only to serial killers.

Don't get me started. And it's all yours.

You get exclusive access.

Juvenal as told to Kathy Worthington.

Aren't you sweet? What do you get?

90% of everything.

That's outrageous.

That's america.

We're talking 4, 500 thou.

Mm-mmm.

75%, it's a deal.

Your paper

has a publishing output deal, yes?

Yes, but I'd have to talk to him first.

That's no problem.

Big problem.

Every reporter in this city wants to talk to him.

Yeah.

How about I tell you where he is?

Oh, I'm one giant ear hole.

Yeah, but you know,

don't listen to anything he tells you.

Why not?

He's a con artist.

Ha.

He's your friend.

Yeah, but he's still a con artist.

You'll end up with nothing.

He hasn't offered me anything.

See? What do you think,

he's getting you into this for free?

He sold them a package,

and he's making all the money.

Now, I know this

because he asked me to be his partner.

Tell him you'll do it.

What? I don't understand you at all.

He's using you.

No, he's not using me if I let him.

I'm agreeing to it.

But you don't hide out for years

and then suddenly decide

to go on national television.

You're worried about people taking advantage of me.

How can they, if I don't make any claims?

But you don't know people.

You rock their boat,

their beliefs, and they come after you.

[Doorbell rings]

Lynn: That's probably him now.

Hey, don't--don't-- don't answer it.

[Laughs]

Kathy: Hi! You're Lynn.

I'm Kathy Worthington. How are you?

Caught your act Sunday. Not bad.

So... here you are.

Have you two known each other long?

We sort of grew up together.

You did, really? Where?

Right here.

Are you serious?

Yeah, isn't he cute?

I could just eat him alive.

So, are you two living together?

We're dating.

Yeah, and how's that going?

You serious? Boy, are we.

We're getting married.

We are?

Isn't that what you do?

Well, I haven't even thought about it yet.

Um, forgive me, but don't you think

it would be kind of odd being married to a, uh,

a stigmatist or a stigmatic?

Help me out here. I don't know which one.

Juvenal: Either one. Ok.

Well, if it's strange--

what, are you kidding?

He's a really neat guy.

Oh, he's neat.

That's great for you.

I just hate to think what's going to happen to him

when he gets on television.

Oh, you're going to do a talk show?

Yeah. Debra lusanne.

Debra lusanne. Mmm.

Do you know

what you're gonna get yourself into there?

Juvenal: Is it like Oprah?

You've not seen it?

Well, the good thing about it

is that Debra's never seen juvee,

so they're even.

Ok, I think you're being

just a little bit naive here.

And I actually wanted to get into this topic.

Why are you allowing yourself to be so used

and exploited?

Well, he isn't if he knows it...

And he knows what's going on.

Richie, look.

It's uncle juvenal.

Well, look at it this way.

You get not only an instrument of divine Providence,

but one that's in love

and living with a popular young record promoter.

Nooo!

God, what are you doing to me?!

What? Greg, come here!

Damn!

Greg: Uh, is this legal?

Come on. Ok.

Get your camera ready.

Yo, oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh!

Greg: Are you ok?

Damn chair!

Be careful.

[Greg grunting]

[Click]

The path to salvation!

Move closer to god.

You can be saved.

No, no. Did you smell that guy?

Support now or suffer later.

Yeah, that was in itaporanga.

Sure. I-t-a-p...

Yeah. I'll have to talk to you later, Kathy.

How'd you get in here?

They keep you pretty well hid, don't they?

You got something to hide?

Oh, that's right, I forgot, you do.

Where's the...

Down the hall to your right.

"A wicked and adulterous generation

"will seeketh the sign.

But no sign will be given unto them."

Sound familiar?

Yeah. Jesus was speaking

about the pharisees and sadducees, August.

My point exactly.

Bill hill and his friend, that--that woman.

Let me ask you this.

Do they make a condom that protects the soul?

Well, I thought you and bill were working together.

Is that what he told you?

Is that how he used you?

Look at this.

Make a nice little couple, don't they?

Did they tell you about their operation

down in Georgia: Unifaith?

Yeah, Lynn told me.

Maybe you should think about that.

They told me you'd snuck in here.

Get out. You get out.

Get out. I've called security.

What about nestor?

I know where to find him.

Mmm.

What do you mean, he's not there?

He left. Something about August Murray.

You know, the guy in the uniform.

Father donahue was really upset.

Juvenal said it was best he leave.

She didn't tell you?

Bill hill.

Did you try to call my office?

I'm trying to find Lynn.

Well, Lynn, she's on vacation.

She mentioned you.

You, too. That's what I'm wondering.

I'm trying to find her.

You know how to keep a dog

from humping your leg?

She don't answer her phone.

Pick up the dog and suck its dick.

Ha ha.

Artie, now that I got you here,

I represent juvenal. I think you know that.

He sings, too? Even better.

You know gregorian chants? Big seller 2 years back.

It's like rap music. It is.

It's religious rap music.

It's guys in hoods mumbling to slow music.

Keep talking.

No overhead, zero.

You get some obscure recording,

recycle something from the archives.

Mm-hmm. Tell them it's from Brazil.

Put juvee's face on the cover, boom.

[Cell phone rings]

You know how many units the pope sold?

2.5. Exactly.

But he toured. I got to take this.

[Ring]

Yeah?

I'm there now.

You been drinking again?

"Why?"

'Cause you're not complaining, that's why.

Uh, call-- call my office.

All right?

Artie?

There's somebody you should meet.

I'll call you.

Yeah, ok.

♪ So we say you ♪

♪ we can't find you ♪

♪ I died in my teens ♪

♪ I died in my teens ♪

♪ I died ♪

[knocking]

♪ I died ♪

hi, Ginny.

Can I come in?

I know he's here.

Now, why would he be here?

Where else would he be?

Come on in.

Thanks.

Nice outfit.

You going out?

That's the way she dresses all the time now.

Elwin?

Would you please

get a beverage for our guest?

What would you like?

Virginia: Is that the picture? Lynn: Yeah.

You found me.

Lynn, I...

That dress?

That's the dress that I bought

to go to St. isidore in.

That--that's the outfit that bill was wearing.

Good lord, juv.

Is this the picture you were talking about?

August Murray did this.

Even a blind person can see it's a fake.

Honey, didn't they have photos where you were?

What did they do, draw in the dirt?

Juv, I was worried sick looking all over for you.

Wouldn't have mattered if it was true.

Well, it wasn't.

There's something you should know.

What you two need to do

is get away from here

and all these people,

and I know just the place.

Let's...

Go away someplace.

Yeah.

♪ These things I've learned without you ♪

♪ you've never been gone ♪

♪ call on me, and I shall die ♪

♪ how do you do when I'm not around? ♪

♪ how do you do when I'm not around? ♪

♪ how do you do when I'm not around? ♪

♪ how do you do... ♪

[click]

[Click]

So have you decided definitely?

Yeah. I'm going to do it.

You sure?

Well, that's part of what I was trying

to tell you.

I told him I'd be on the program.

I've committed.

Well, what's the other part?

It's all over.

What is?

The healing.

The stigmata.

Well, how do you know?

You know what I did?

When? When I was shopping?

No. This is before we left.

After August gave me that photo.

After what he said,

when I was confused, I went to a mall.

You know, the indoor ones

where they sell jeans and candles,

stuff like that.

I walked in and saw this palsied man

sitting there.

And i-- I went up to him.

And I touched him.

Nothing happened,

so I went to the bathroom.

I'd bought a little--

what do you call them? A penknife,

like for cleaning your fingernails.

When I came back out,

he was still sitting there.

And I touched him again.

I didn't feel anything,

but that wasn't unusual.

I didn't feel anything

the other times, either.

Murray: The pharisees also with the sadducees came

and, tempting, desired him that he should show them

a sign from heaven.

He answered and said unto them,

"a wicked and adulterous generation

"seeketh after a sign,

and there shall be no sign given unto it."

I was ashamed.

Of me?

No. Me.

I was afraid.

You know, I tested him... god.

That's when I knew it's over.

That's why I'm gonna go on the show.

That's what i'm gonna say on TV.

It's over.

What happens after, you know?

What do we do after the show?

Anything you want.

We don't have to live in L.A., do we?

No.

We could move to Detroit if you wanted.

Yuck. Denver?

Mmm. No.

Topeka.

Des Moines.

Yeah.

I have a good feeling,

oh, a feeling spilling over not just us...

But over everything,

spilling over everyone I've ever known:

My parents...

Artie...

The flaming dogs...

They're not so bad.

Bill hill.

Oh, definitely, definitely.

Poor Richie. Everybody's calling him

"fuzzhead" now, the other kids.

I told him don't pay any attention

to the little shitbirds.

Poor little guy. [Cell phone rings]

Yeah?

Hey, i'm talking here.

We're having a conversation here.

You want to make a phone call,

go to the John.

See that? I told you you'd like her.

I've seen you before.

You sure have.

Your label has an account

with the club.

You come in with those rockers

and their girls.

What are they called?

Assistants. Assistants.

I was wondering, does that pay good?

Uh, 6 bills to start,

but you can work your way up to maybe 8 or 9.

Augie. Sit down.

Augie, antoinette.

Hello, August. Artie, augie.

That's some mean-looking bruise you got there.

Yeah, I bumped it. So, any luck?

I went to the center. They kept me out of there,

so I went to the TV station to find what's-her-name.

I'm gonna get some answers pretty quick,

or I'm gonna break somebody's arms or worse.

Ah, don't do that.

There's a lot of local talent around,

in case you're interested.

I was really surprised

to read about juvenal and his girlfriend.

That kind of surprised the hell out of me.

I mean, a holy person.

You don't, well, you know, think of them making out

or even being interested in girls.

He was very nice, and Richie likes him a lot.

Well, I guess he would.

He didn't strike me as being that way,

even though you read about priests all the time now

running off with nuns, which is fine.

I mean, I'm not gonna judge or condemn anybody,

providing they're not hurting other people.

What's her name? Lynn?

Lynn Marie faulkner.

A sweet girl. Used to work for me.

Artie could vouch for her.

Oh, very sweet, very nice girl.

She doesn't sleep with the deejays.

She's a--she's got that shiksa thing going, like you.

What can I get you?

Bill: Same thing.

And you? Ginger ale.

I think it's real cute.

A man like that should get out more often,

find out what life's all about.

I'm a catholic, went to catholic schools and all.

You mean you were a catholic,

maybe when you were little.

No, I still am. I was baptized one.

Do you go to mass on Sunday?

Sometimes.

You dance naked in a beer garden,

and you call yourself a catholic?

Beer garden?

I believe they're called gentlemen's clubs. Hmm?

[Both laughing]

Bill, you say you're a friend of hers,

but she doesn't talk to you. Where is she?

Lynn's on vacation. She's not home.

Maybe she went somewhere with juvenal. I don't know.

I think that's nice, to go off by themselves.

I was gonna say, being a catholic--

you're not a catholic.

Being a catholic, I've always thought the priests--

well, the people would listen to priests more

if they had a little experience,

instead of talking about sex and marriage and things

and not knowing a goddamn thing about it.

You don't have to jump in the mud

to know that it gets you dirty, lady.

Could I ask you a personal question?

What? How come you're not married?

How come you're not married?

I had a lovely wife, Barbara Rose,

and her memory is all I can handle.

Really, how come you're not?

Because I don't have time

for anything like that.

I knew you were gonna say that about jumping in the mud.

Women, I imagine, though, are attracted to you.

Antoinette: Oh, please.

I'm serious. Don't you get

a certain number of women attracted to your cause?

We don't allow women in outrage.

That's the whole goddamn trouble

with the catholic church--

all that boy-girl shit,

keeping them separated

so they won't have impure thoughts

and get aroused.

[All laughing]

You ever get aroused, August?

Come by the club sometime. We'll check you out.

Yeah, we'll check you out.

I got it. Augie, put your money away.

Hey, is it something we said?

Antoinette: "Is it something we said?"

There's something I gotta do.

Bill: Is that right? Whereabouts? Can we watch?

You'll read about it.

We can't watch?

You'll read about it and remember

that we all sat right here

while you were making your clever remarks,

trying to put me on.

And remember one thing, I warned you.

About what? You'll read about it.

And remember, there's nothing you can do.

Little shitbird.

Augie, come on.

Augie.

Ever play carnival?

No. What's that?

I sit on your face.

You try to guess my weight.

Sounds interesting.

Augie. She's hot, huh?

Yeah, hot as a doorknob in hell.

How could you do that to juvenal,

a holy instrument of god?

I didn't do anything.

You introduced them so Lynn could ambush him

and assault his purity,

drag him down to her depths.

What did you say you were gonna do, get the word out?

Out of what, his pants?

I understand you're worked up. You're upset.

What are you talking about doing?

You, sir, are an offense,

an odor in the nostrils of god.

Let me say this:

It's something I learned at a.A.

It's a shortened version of the Serenity prayer.

Kiss my custom-fitted ass.

Oh, my god.

Oh, your friend August.

Ohh.

Man, can you believe this?

I mean, this is like a band on tour or something.

My...

Ahh.

Man, am I glad I'm not going back to that.

They get a bug up their ass

about some little nothing,

and then they just--

they gotta trash the room.

What would he have against patsy cline?

Stigmata is an act of god,

a stamp of approval on the movement

to restore traditional rites as god expects.

What are you doing here?

You've been contaminated.

As you rid the cripple of his disease,

I will rid you of yours.

Well, the lettuce is no good.

I'm not even gonna touch it.

The mustard's fine.

You want mustard?

Sure.

[Screen door opens]

What's that? Are you kidding?

Stigmata is an act of god--

August, August.

Stay where you are! Oh, my god.

What do you have in mind?

To get her out of the way once and for all.

You have a mistaken idea of what's going on here.

Out of whose way?

His. How am I in his way?

He can do anything he wants.

We haven't done anything wrong,

or else I'd realize it, wouldn't I?

You've examined your own conscience?

I don't see how as long as you're living in occasion of sin.

We're talking about my conscience, aren't we? Not hers.

She doesn't have a conscience.

Let's keep it simple. Let me assure you

my conscience is in good shape.

Why don't you think I have a conscience?

Because you're hollow,

without a spark of spiritual life.

I didn't fake a photograph.

The camera doesn't lie.

August, let's sit down and talk about this.

After, we can talk all you want.

Give me the gun, August. Stay out of this!

Give me the gun. Lynn: Give him the fucking gun.

Just put the--

guh! Aah!

[Crunching thud]

I think I killed him.

Antoinette: Ask, and you'll get what you want.

Isn't that what the Bible says?

Well, we went and asked. I'm catholic. [Ring]

People can say and write what they want.

All I know is that--

hey. Listen here. Not now.

Doctors had given up hope,

and now he's better.

Debra: Lou Wells has prepared

a background segment on the juvenal phenomenon.

Wells: Brother juvenal, formerly Charles Lawson,

served 6 years as a franciscan

in itaporanga, Brazil,

where the first of the miracles occurred,

and again more recently at a church consecration

arranged by August Murray,

self-styled leader

of the gray army of the holy ghost,

whose goal is to restore traditional rites

to the liturgy.

And with us is the young man

everybody's talking about,

juvenal.

Hello.

Hi.

Your name is Charles Lawson,

but you're referred to as juvenal.

Which would you prefer?

Juvenal is fine.

They couldn't get him a better suit?

It's from the center.

It's the clothes room.

I tried to get him to get a new one, but...

Debra: ...Mystical stigmata.

What is it?

It just happens. I don't do it.

I don't say it's mystical, either.

What do you mean by that?

Look at him.

Isn't he neat?

Debra: Do you believe in god? Yes.

Do you believe in miracles? Yes.

You believe god, if he chooses,

can perform miracles through you?

Hmm. If he wants to, yeah.

Would you say you're impressionable,

suggestible,

perhaps a little naive?

I probably am.

What...

What do you do?

Do you close your eyes,

pray, and say,

"come on, god, give it to me"?

No, I don't do any of that.

Why would god

choose you...

To give you this gift?

I don't know why god does what he does,

but I came on this show to--

are you aware that cardinal Ryan,

the archbishop of your very own church,

has refused to acknowledge your stigmata?

Yes. Your miracles?

Perhaps in light

of a well-publicized relationship

with a young lady, Lynn faulkner,

a music promoter.

You asked me if I believe in god.

I said yes.

You didn't ask me if I believe in the church.

Now, sometimes I don't like god much

or what they call god

once they get him under their roof.

Wow.

Well, your-- your manager told me

to expect some surprises,

and I guess we just heard one.

Well, of course, you do know bill hill.

Yes. He's not my manager, though.

Oh.

Well, that's the impression I got.

In fact, he told me to make a special point

of mentioning your forthcoming book,

which my researchers tell me

will guarantee you $600,000.

What?

I'm being paid for the book?

Well, didn't you sign a contract?

Yeah, I signed something.

I don't know what it was, though.

Did you sign it in blood?

You son of a bitch. It's ok. Kathy's writing it.

It's collaborative. Juvenal gave me an interview.

But that was for the paper. He called me.

Take it easy, ok?

How many times did I try to talk to you?

You refused to hear anything about it.

You made a book deal?

It's not as much as she's saying it is.

Well, how much?

She's using this to make juvee look dumb.

How much? 400.

350. How do I know?

Juvenal signed the contract.

But you didn't tell him about the money, did you?

I mean, you didn't tell him

he was going to make $600,000.

The amount isn't definite

until we know the size of the first printing.

When we get the check, we were gonna surprise him.

We?

You're part of this, of course.

I don't want to be in it.

Have we had a chance to talk?

You go away who knows where without saying a word.

You don't tell me where you're going.

You tell me to stuff my lunch.

How much are you getting,

since it is his money?

I had to do everything.

I had to set it up, sell Debra.

I had to make the deal.

How much?!

About half. That sound fair?

Write it down.

Half?

Half.

Half.

Debra: Like blood coming out of your hands,

that kind of stigmata?

Mmm. Here.

This is the one you bit.

Ah. Here.

So... god.

Debra: You say you believe in god.

You say you don't believe in the church.

The church believes in god.

Who's right?

It's not about being right.

The pharisees, they wanted to be right,

and they were, up to a point.

It's about being:

Being kind,

being patient,

being loving, forgiving,

not judging,

drawing out the best in the other,

seeing the presence of Christ in everything and everyone.

You know, you mentioned forgiving.

That brings up an interesting point,

because with us today

we have a friend of yours,

or should I say a former friend?

Mr. August Murray.

Now, it seems that what happened was that you,

in protecting your friend from...

Mr. Murray...

You--you--you threw Mr. Murray

off a second-story balcony,

breaking both his arms, his legs, his ribs,

his collarbone, his...

Juvenal, what I have to ask you is,

how can a man

who has the power to heal

also have the power to harm?

That's it.

I'm getting out of here. Bitch.

[Whispering] Go over there.

You ok? Fine.

Oh, Lynn! Well, gosh...

Oh, well, hello. S-Sit down.

We were just talking about you.

Uh, I have nothing to say to you.

What, are you hiding something?

Are you ashamed?

[Muffled] They ruined you

and everything that we worked for,

get her off. Get rid of her.

Tell them to send the microphone over here.

I don't blame you.

It's not your fault. It's hers!

August...

I'm sorry that this happened,

but you're still full of shit.

Debra: How has juvenal changed your life?

He seems pretty special.

What the hell is going on?

Debra: Jesus.

[Breathing deeply]

Debra--

Yeah.

Whoa.

Holy mackerel.

[Whispering] Over there!

Move the cameras over there!

Come on. [Laughs]

August Murray. Hi.

You wild thing, sit down.

I have always wanted to be on your show.

Well, this is obviously your lucky day.

How do you feel?

This is so great. I feel great.

Yeah?

Do you feel touched...

Debra: We've had a lot of reaction

to last week's show,

heh heh, to say the least.

Let me read you some of the letters.

A New Jersey resident writes,

"that was some show.

"The body cast was a good touch.

"How did they do that?

What was it, open in the back?"

A woman in California had this to comment:

"To disguise promiscuous sex as love

"was even more offensive

than your so-called miracle."

And this from Florida:

"What can god be thinking?"

Woman: ♪ touch ♪

♪ light as a feather ♪

♪ I will wait for you honestly ♪

♪ I am yours ♪

♪ entirely ♪

♪ I remember last night's dream ♪

♪ could it be the one of me? ♪

man: ♪ I have known ♪

♪ the face inside a window ♪

♪ and a voice forever in my heart ♪

♪ like an angel's arrow ♪

♪ I remember... ♪

♪ last night's dream ♪

♪ could it be... ♪

♪ the one of me? ♪

♪ I've been waiting... ♪

♪ silently ♪

♪ will you risk it all? ♪

♪ with me? ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ ahh ♪

♪ I have known ♪

♪ touch, light as a feather ♪

♪ the face inside the window ♪

♪ I will wait for you honestly ♪

♪ and a voice forever in my heart ♪

♪ I am yours ♪

♪ entirely ♪ ♪ like an angel's arrow ♪

♪ I remember... ♪

♪ last night's dream ♪

♪ could it be... ♪

♪ the one of me? ♪

♪ I've been waiting... ♪

♪ silently ♪

♪ will you risk it all? ♪

♪ with me? ♪