13 Moons Page #2

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- It is a misunderstanding.

- Get away!

- Let us go in peace.

Is this cool enough?

What do you say now?

It is not just a collar.

This is my church.

In here it is I who am God.

Lily, take the back door!

- There he is.

- Pretend to be a priest...!

"Then you are a pervert.

I'm a priest!

- Are you priests for real?

- Yes.

Has been.

What should we do with Robert?

We will flight tomorrow.

You can call your boss...

But a creditor is perhaps better.

If you can set up with security

will we probably get him out.

Are you trying to kill Santa Claus?

It could have been worse.

You do not know what the problem is.

You could have been a Santa Claus wreck.

If you can set up with security

, so good.

- Has he hurt himself?

- I realized that it would happen.

Anything can happen.

We are fortunate.

Do you put handcuffs on pregnant

women and throw them in jail?

That girl is my fiancee.

She will feed my son.

If that happens her something

so true i am!

I suggest that you and your fiancee

is in therapy -

- so you learn

to resolve your conflicts in the future.

I go around with a suggestion box

around your neck? No!

I lose ten thousand per hour.

Do you have any solution for it?

- I'm talking about what you have inside you.

- I'm talking about money!

- Lenny...

- What are you, Mo?

- What really happened?

- I have been told.

There was shooting

and my girl was locked up!

- Was anyone hurt?

- She is not aimed at anyone.

"It said nothing about you.

- Now you know it.

This is a school friend.

He taught me to plug toilets.

Throw it

I'll tell him to withdraw.

He who speaks with the creditor

is a storfrsare in the music.

- Do you know who I mean?

Yes, maybe.

It is he.

Lenny something...

- Sanandra!

- Where are my things?

I hope f***ing

that you have not ruined anything.

- Hey, Sanandra.

- Hey, Mo.

- Are you happy now?

- Kiss my ass, Lenny!

Sanandra, wait!

I'm not going back to the studio.

And not back to the cell.

- What are you talking about?

- What are you doing?

Take it easy, the police officer.

It is nothing.

I have the best producers in L.A.

What is wrong?

Open your ears, dammit.

I can not sing!

Cash-back?

- Mo Potter. What?

Wait a minute.

- Have you approached a priest?

- Yes, one who claims that he is a priest.

I am on Almeida police,

behind the court building.

- Of course you can sing.

- The musicians laughed at me.

- Who laughed at you?

- Why? So you can kick them?

- It must be one p. m. moons.

- What?

It always said my mother

when she was waiting for trouble.

"Perhaps it is the 13 mnarnas night. "

I am not God anymore.

It must be great to hear

a voice and know that it is God.

For me it was reality.

I had a guide within me.

- What are you gonna do now?

- Wait until I hear him again.

We must return to the studio

and a DAT tape, so...

Stay!

- Why you playing on the street?

- Sorry.

I saw him not.

I drove almost to him.

Where is your mom?

- At work.

- What is your name?

- Timmy.

- Where is your father, Timmy?

Is he a cop?

Lenny, go in and find his father.

Are you okay?

Are you cold?

Is it yours?

Please.

Hold hard in it.

Hold hard

so it does not fly away again.

Bananas.

Your wife must sit for twelve hours.

They released a married woman once.

She shot her husband, twelve times

in the groin. It must not happen again.

What an idiot is what allows his son

play out in the parking lot?

- Lenny, good to see you again.

- Is it not amazing?

He was about to be hit.

- That's my boy.

- Come with me!

- Did I not that you would wait?

- Is it your son?

You should be ashamed

that let him walk around here alone.

What is she doing here?

- Are they good?

- Ask him.

Are you okay?

Women are weird. The longing

after what they want.

- Fan. He looked this way.

- Should I talk to him?

It does not help.

He is a clown.

- And what does that mean?

- It is getting worse.

What is he doing now?

I never know really

what Bananas do.

Lily, can I come in

and talk to you?

Can we switch places?

Bananas, stop now!

Come on, Lil.

There are two sides of this.

You are attracted to me,

but I can not touch you.

Why must it be so?

You do not do this again, huh?

Well, Timmy.

Lenny... Sign here,

then you can go.

You can have fun with the kid

and I can go and work.

Turn around.

Bend your forward.

Mr. Potter?

I am Father Thaddeus Phaelan.

It applies to a colleague

who have been innocently imprisoned.

Let me finish this first

then we can talk business later.

Whose pager is it?

Wait a minute, you little gangster.

What are you hiding?

It is my mother.

Call the boy Potter again.

Give him a dose of adrenaline.

We have a donor.

boy was going to St. Noel's.

- Lenny, drive us to the hospital.

- No, Satan!

- I'm calling to his mother.

- It is always wrong. Ask mom.

We will not ask anybody.

He will to the hospital.

- Let Mo take care of his son.

- He do not even know that he is sick!

Her father will never get in...

She is on a cruise.

I call her boss.

She will not until tomorrow.

- The boy needs to the hospital.

Jump-in.

Lenny... I never got the opportunity

to introduce myself.

Binky silver. I am a producer

for a cable television program.

- Which hospital would they?

- St. Noel's.

How can you know so little

if your son?

We have been divorced for five years.

I barely know him.

I pay maintenance on time

each month.

My dearest wish is

Sanandra will give birth to my son.

And you do not even know

how your son doing?

Should not you also criticize me?

Len, I can drive.

So I can tell you more on the road.

Come on, Mo.

You sit in front.

If you wait for a man

will always be too late.

From now on, I never

too late, Lily.

- It is too late, Bananas.

- His name is Mr Bananas!

Was it not you who was fired

from TV? It was f***ing fun.

Whose friend is she?

And what do we do in the hospital?

What?

Listen to this.

Do you know how f***ing stupid this is?

Sorry, Father.

I thought how stupid it is.

I have known Mo long

and do not know a thing about him.

My private life includes my job.

Are you listening?

It is Sanandra.

Is she not good?

People think she will get the opportunity

just because she is my child.

They give her a chance.

Do you understand?

Yes. She is great...

Shut up!

I work with guys I like.

My friends, my family, my girl.

That is how I work.

Take it!

- What happened?

- What the hell am I doing here?

- I will die.

- But it is not me.

Can I drink this?

I am a small cat. Meow, meow.

You are a dumb dog...

Everything will be fine.

Owen... We can not

do more for the boy.

- We should help Robert.

- He should probably stay where he is.

- A sexklubb, huh?

- It was a mistake.

I hate sex.

But I do it anyway.

- Stop it.

- She goes nowhere without...

- I have to go to the bathroom.

- Soon, darling.

Have you murdered your child?

It has already received fingers.

- I just want your number.

- You kill a child!

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