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- Hi, Skippy - Skippy-

- Skippy- - Skippy?

- Skippy- - Skippy-

Nice to see you, Skippy.

Who's Skippy.

That's what I'm going to call you.

It suits you, like the glasses.

Excuse me?

Excuse me?

What do you want-

What?

-to drink?

A glass of milk?

What?

Milk.

Milk?

Is this milk drinking a habit of yours?

I think my parents were hoping it would make me taller.

I'm Tim Laughlin by the way.

Pleased to meet you, Tim Laughlin.

Came by to see if you'd let me buy you supper.

You brought me a book.

That was to thank you.

Looks like you're already cooking something.

What is it?

Chicken noodle soup.

And I really shouldn't go out.

It's a sin to waste food.

Mortal or venial?

I spent half a year in Jesuit High School.

It didn't go well.

I'd say wasting a can of soup would be a venial sin.

What if you were to let me kiss you?

Would that be mortal or venial?

Mortal, pretty sure.

How did you find my place?

You're in the directory, Hawkins Z. Fuller.

I'd love to know what the Z stands for.

Next time, you call from the phone booth on the corner.

I'm going to go.

Relax, relax.

Can I get you a drink?

I'm all out of milk.

I'll have a beer.

Zebadiah-

Zebadiah?

Don't start.

Who do you write for?

I'm a stringer for "The Courier."

The black paper?

I think it's printed on white newsprint like all the rest.

God.

I'm sorry. - Relax.

That was so-

If that's the worst thing anyone says to me tonight,

I'll be doing just fine.

I committed mortal sins for you.

All right, here we go.

I could go to hell.

Hell is a fantasy, Skippy, and so is heaven.

The Trinity, democracy, and the holy war

against communism, grand ideas that just get people killed.

Why don't you sit down?

Yeah, I ain't gonna sit down.

Suit yourself.

I don't know how you do it, caring only about what you want,

what gives you pleasure at any given moment.

Here comes the sermon.

You let me know when I should genuflect.

I'm not ashamed to feel things, that I mean to feel

things, believe in things.

You're the coward, not me.

What about the rough trade?

He'll offer to buy you for $5.

But fifty-fifty, they'll just beat

you up and take your wallet.

Why would anybody take that risk?

It's the risk that makes it exciting, Skippy.

Here you go, gentlemen.

Thanks.

Do you find it exciting?

Cheers.

I want to be with you, sleep in the same bed

with you all night, not get kicked out

at midnight so the neighbors won't

see me leaving in the morning.

I want to eat a meal with you, like other couples.

We have never eaten in a restaurant.

Men do eat in restaurants.

I could be your cousin.

Nephew-

From the poor side of the family.

Obviously.

Congratulations on your birthday, sir.

Thank you.

My uncle is treating me to dinner.

Don't overdo it, Skippy.

You're not a convincing liar.

Maybe you should give me some lessons.

Skippy, everybody lies about something.

You and me, we lie about who we sleep with.

It's not who we sleep with.

It's who we love.

I can't.

Sure you can.

I can't bear being this happy.

Hawk, promise you won't write.

I won't.

We do this in the name of life.

We do this so that men will not be made to kill.

We offer this prayer in the name of peace, god, and decency.

Amen.

Amen.

Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name-

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive

those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory forever

and ever. Amen.

Come here.

OK, let's go.

Let's go.

Come on.

So you're in seminary.

Hoping to become a priest?

More like a place where you figure

out if you're meant to be one.

So no vow of celibacy then?

Not yet, but I practice it, or try to.

I slip now and then.

Not with somebody.

Man's second best friend.

Am I to understand that you

have feelings for another man?

Yes.

Are you aware that the church

views this as a mortal sin?

I am.

But I don't know how love can be a sin.

Jackson, sometimes we feel like we

hate someone because we think they don't

love us when we want them to.

But maybe your father loves you the best way he knows how.

He lies and so does mom.

We all lie sometimes, mostly to ourselves.

Hawk hates the G word, gay.

I prefer homosexual.

Why?

It's more accurate, for me at least.

Homo from the Latin for man, which I am,

and sexual, which I am as well.

When he can get it up.

Homosexual is a clinical term.

It implies we're suffering from an illness

that needs to be cured.

I have clients who have been sent to psych wards,

given electroshock therapy.

At least we chose the word gay for ourselves.

How are you?

I have KS, recurring seizures, and my hair is falling out.

What else?

My social worker suggested I sign a do not resuscitate order.

How are you?

The government ought to do more about this.

It's terrible.

They could do more, but people like you

would have to pay higher taxes.

Hawk, the do not resuscitate order, I'm not going to sign it.

If something happens to me, I want them to bring me back.

I want to fight.

I have loved you my whole life.

I've never loved anyone, but you.

You are my great, consuming love.

And most people don't get one of those.

I did.

I have no regrets.

Hey, Skippy.

Promise you won't write?

I won't

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