Altar Egos
- Year:
- 2015
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Farid Morocco
(soft instrumental music)
- [John] This was Dad's church,
a place where people knew love,
a place to find peace,
comfort, and forgiveness.
God blessed this church.
For 30 years, Dad
led the people here.
He touched the lives of
all those around him,
none more than me.
I wanted to be that kind of
man, and that kind of pastor.
After Dad passed, his
ministry became my ministry.
His mission, my mission.
But things have
never been the same.
(lively organ music)
Onward Christian soldiers
Marching as to war
With the cross of Jesus
Going on before
Christ our royal master
- Hi Mary!
Leads against the foe
Forward into battle
See his banners go
Onward Christian soldiers
Marching as to war
With the cross of Jesus
Going on before
(tapping)
- Let us pray.
(organ keys pounding)
(playful string music)
- Hi.
- Deacon.
- Not bad, Pastor, not bad.
- Thank you.
- Almost as good as your father.
- Almost.
- Pastor John!
Pastor John, hey!
Over here, hey, John!
John, hey!
Good day?
- Great day, Pastor Pendergrass.
- The Lord blessed us with 527.
Five, two, seven! (laughing)
Almost half a grand of blessing.
I thought your yoke was
supposed to be easy?
(laughs) I'm kidding.
'Cause that's the
Lord, that's the Lord,
it's not Pastor Eye
Candy, okay? (laughing)
It's the Lord, it really is.
What? (laughs)
How about you?
- Not quite that many.
- How many?
- You know, I'm not sure.
- Sorry, I'm sorry,
how many did you say?
- Fi-fi, 50.
About.
- Well, could be better.
You know, should be better.
I just want you to know
that if you need some help,
I'm here, my doors are open.
Has to be open when you
have 527 comin' through,
am I right? (laughing)
I'm kidding though, I
am here for you, okay?
- What time's your meeting?
- Five o'clock.
- (laughing) Okay,
you're gonna do great.
Can we please go home now?
- What's wrong with white?
Those walls have
always been white.
I've grown quite accustomed
to seeing them white.
- I like white.
- There's nothing
wrong with white.
- White is clean, white is pure.
- He washed our sins white.
- White as snow, white as snow.
- [All] Amen.
- Yes amen, amen, but
we're talking about a room
dedicated to the children's
ministry, I think--
- Well, not that many
children attend here.
- And that's all right,
but that's my point.
See, maybe if we did things
a little differently--
- Ah, Pastor?
What color would
your father choose?
- I don't know.
- Well what color do you think?
- Probably white.
- All those in favor of
the room remaining white.
Opposed, by the same sign?
Motion carries, white
the walls shall remain.
- It would make
things a lot easier
if you'd stop changing things.
- I haven't changed anything.
- And let's keep it
that way, shall we?
- No one questions
your heart, John,
it's just your
methods no one likes.
(gentle piano music)
- [Jack] You know, you
should really learn
how to do this yourself.
- Why?
It feels kinda weird
putting makeup on myself.
- (laughs) Try putting
it on your dad.
- Daddy, when are you
going to read to me?
- Aw sweetheart, I'm sorry.
I have to get to the hospital.
A bunch of little
kids are waiting for
their favorite clown.
- But it's Pie Piper.
- Jack here can read it to you.
- What?
No, I have rehearsal tonight.
- All right, tomorrow.
You, me, Mommy, Jack, we'll
read it together as as family.
- What, seriously?
- Yeah, seriously, family's
more important, right?
- I guess.
- Are we done?
- Mm-hmm.
- Great.
Now, where did I
leave that nose?
(laughs) Let me have it.
Yeah, I'll put it on later.
(playful instrumental music)
- [Woman In Blue] Someone's
comin' to see you.
Told ya.
- Let's see your muscles, err.
- Err.
- Errr.
Good job.
(elevator dinging)
- Night has come.
In the dusk they grope
their way to find your ear.
- But my words find
no such impediment.
- They find their way at once?
Small wonder, that,
for within my heart
they find their home.
how small your ear.
My words must mount,
and that takes time.
- In truth, I seem to
speak from distant heights.
- True, far above, that such
a height would mean death
if a hard word from
you fell on my heart.
- Well, I will come down.
- No.
- Then climb.
- No.
- And how will you not?
- To be half hidden,
half revealed.
Do you know what
this means to me?
(school bell ringing)
- Jack, well done,
and Holly, you too.
Keep practicing at home, and
we will see you opening night!
- Did you drive?
- No, I got a ride.
- Still no license?
- I got my permit.
- Well that's not
gonna get you places.
My lady.
- Gentlemen.
You were terrific today, Jack.
- Thanks, you too.
- Thanks.
- Boom!
And the crowd goes wild!
- Dirk, you stink.
Stop.
- You ready to go?
- Ready.
- Good.
Woah, who is that?
- Is that your dad?
- (laughs) What kinda
preacher is he, huh?
Hey, maybe we could
all go with you.
How many can fit in a
clown car anyway, huh?
- Bye, Jack.
- Hey kids.
- See ya, Jack.
- Well, that explains a lot.
- Wow, is that Holly?
- No, no Dad, just stop, okay?
- Are you guys--
- No.
- You know, kinda like--
- No.
- [John] Sure you don't
wanna ask her to dinner?
Your Mom's cooking tonight.
- [Jack] No Dad, she
had a boyfriend, okay?
- Use your blinker.
- I know.
(windshield wiper humming)
- [John] Stop the
windshield wipers.
- Yes.
- Please.
- [Jack] Okay.
- You're embarrassing
me in front of the kids.
Hey.
- Hey.
- Kids are sleeping.
- Nice.
- I have a new vision
for the church.
- Fantastic.
- I'm talking
territory expanding.
- And how are we gonna do that?
- By changing the
Christmas pageant.
- (laughing) Okay.
- No, no, no, I'm serious.
I mean, this year I really
wanna show the community
how much God loves them,
but I wanna do it in
like a huge, ginormous,
mesmerizing spectacle.
You know, big time!
Babe, with your creative genius,
and with my,
with your creative genius,
we could totally sell this.
I mean, it's gonna be awesome.
Think about it,
just, envision it.
Christmas Pageant.
- Okay, okay wait,
I have an idea
(laughs) going beyond this.
What if,
we move?
- Wait, what?
- First Church is looking
to hire a new pastor.
- But, that's on the
other side of town.
- Yes, it is, and I
got you an interview!
- Wait, wait, okay, wha-what?
- Surprise!
- Surprise, weehee, wait wait.
What do you mean, you did this?
Why?
- Because, honey, we're
called here to serve
and if the board won't
let you do it here,
then maybe God has somewhere
else that you can go.
- Sweetheart, I can't
just leave the church.
My calling is here.
- Just,
just go talk to them, okay?
For me, your
creative genius wife.
- All right, I'll tell ya what,
I'll do the interview,
you do the pageant.
- You'll do your best
at the interview.
- Of course.
- Deal.
- Nice.
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