Black Irish Page #2
I can throw like that, too.
All right, Terry.
Don't be late tonight.
It's Kathleen's
going-away dinner.
Good hitting.
Yeah, you, too.
Mmm. Smells good.
Fancy dishes.
It's the good china.
From your mother, remember?
[chuckles]
Haven't seen these
in a lifetime.
You kids were in diapers
when I saw these last.
You kids were all
beautiful children.
Weren't they?
[Father chuckles]
They were.
Even Terry.
[laughs]
Terry? No way.
Yeah.
Where is he?
I think I saw him outside
with Anthony.
Ah, the brain trust.
Go get him, will ya?
It's your sister's
going-away dinner.
It's okay.
I'll go get him.
[clears throat]
It ain't fair.
The whole ball of wax
ain't fair.
There's going to be
another adjustment as well.
Concerns you.
Adjustment?
In order to pay
for your sister,
we're taking you
out of St. Mark's,
putting you in public.
[Cole sighs]
That's Terry's school.
I don't want an argument
out of you.
I'll make do.
Raiders are the best team
in the city.
I won't even
make that lineup.
I have a good shot at being
on the varsity starting
rotation this year.
Why you worry about
something as trivial
as baseball
when you know your future
lies in the priesthood.
There you are, Terry.
Perhaps you can show
your brother around
when he gets to your school.
Gets to my school?
Yes, Terry.
You and your brother
are going to be attending
the same institution.
You want me to give him a tour?
That's a beauty.
I-I don't know if that's
such a good idea, Margaret.
What am I gonna show him?
Oh, I'm catching up, though.
Have a seat, please,
so your sister can say grace.
I'm not hungry.
Yes, you are. It's your
sister's goddamn dinner.
You want me to eat
all my vegetables?
That's enough!
Ah, this is just great.
The Brady Bunch
got nothing on us.
What a sham all this is.
Is anyone here
really happy?
Terry, calm down now, mmm?
You all think I'm dumb.
I'm not dumb. I'm smart.
Smart enough to know
that if I study,
I get a "C,"
if not, I get a "C" minus,
so why bother, huh, Ma?
You and I both know
you could do much better
than a "C"
if you just applied yourself.
It's easier bein' a loser.
Nobody expects anything
out of Terry McKay.
Nobody here gives
or what I want,
and none of you care.
Terry, that's not true.
Oh, it's not?
Then what's
my favorite color?
What's my favorite
baseball team?
Hey, Dad,
how come I didn't wanna
go to camp when I was eight?
Terry, I don't wanna hear it!
It's not about you tonight.
The money pitch.
Come here!
Think you're smart?
That's enough.
Stop it!
[blows landing]
[dog barking]
[Dad]
Damn it!
[engine starts]
[door closes]
[footsteps approaching]
Add one more
to the collection.
You'll have to take on
this wonderful chore
while I'm gone.
I'm so sorry they had
to pull you out of St. Mark's.
It's all right.
I'm actually--
I'm kind of
looking forward to it.
Change is good, right?
Yeah, and you'll do fine.
You'll be so far ahead
you won't have to do
any homework for two years.
There'll be girls.
[sighs]
Yeah.
By tomorrow this should be dry.
Then you hang the hook.
Mm-hmm.
Are you gonna be okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm gonna be fine.
You should go to bed.
Pulling you out
is probably
a temporary thing.
I'll land another job.
I got part-time work
lined up already.
As soon as your sister's
taken care of,
I get back on my feet,
you're back on track
for the seminary.
It is what you want,
isn't it?
I'm not exactly sure
I'm cut out for it.
Since when?
You know, since--
since I've been
doing some thinking
on some of the vows.
Vows? Which ones?
Well, chastity,
for one.
You know, I'm not
exactly comfortable
with the idea
of being...chaste.
That's a doozy.
Are you getting laid?
Are ya?
Stop. No.
it's all I can think about.
Perfectly natural.
Listen, from age 13
through my late 20s,
was pus--
w-was sex.
Really?
Really.
Then I met your mother.
Wait a minute.
You know about the birds
and the bees, right?
You know how the whole
thing works, don't you?
Yeah, Dad, I know.
Yeah, well, I know you know.
Attending that institution
to the world.
Yeah, well,
I got it figured out.
Well, you know, it's not
like you see in Playboy.
You know,
it gets all wet--
I--
You know, this--
That's okay, you know?
But not too much.
And, uh,
[clears throat]
always, always gift wrap
your package.
You know, protection.
We're gonna--
We're gonna be late.
Uh--
[clears throat]
Yeah.
[car approaching,
radio blaring]
# Everything that we
believed in, it all
turned out to be a lie #
[car, radio off]
[car door opens, closes]
Taking matters
into your own hands?
Is your boyfriend David
gonna drive the bus?
The f*ggot.
Go away, Terry.
I don't wanna deal with you
right now.
Come on. Get in.
I'll drive you...
wherever you wanna go.
You know you have a fine,
young ballplayer here.
Why, next season I'd wager
he'll make it into
the starting rotation.
There isn't gonna be
a next season, Father.
We're taking our son
out of St. Mark's.
Out?
I've always thought
that Cole was here
because his faith
was central to him.
Have you found something
more important in your life?
No. No, Father.
Not-- Not at all.
It's, um--
It's the most important work
a man can do.
It's just--
It's-- It's just that--
Yeah.
Right now--
No one becomes
a priest nowadays.
I don't want my son
to become some sort of freak.
He's going
in a different direction.
Isn't that right?
Mr. McKay, I'd hardly
label our calling freakish.
Well, you might wanna consider
getting the Church
a good publicist then,
because, uh, you know,
your calling's been taking
a serious hit lately.
Here's the bottom line:
The kid's hormones
He's no longer
interested.
Isn't that right?
Not exactly.
Have you made any short
or long-term plans?
I'm gonna
go to public school,
and, uh, I thought
I'd work as a waiter.
For now.
[sighs]
You've been such
a promising student.
Exemplary in all ways.
And now you'd prefer to serve
hamburgers instead of God?
It's a lot more practical.
McDonald's has served a few
more than Catholicism has.
How many billions
they up to now?
[chuckling]
This is not to be
made light of, Mr. McKay.
By choosing this path,
your son may very well
be stepping into the abyss.
Here he has a home and--
and a future.
Out there--
Every man has these urges
that you're feeling.
By denying them,
we make ourselves stronger,
holier.
Am I not right, Cole?
Yes, Father.
Yeah, that's a crock
if ever I heard it.
No wonder you guys
are so out of touch.
What you feel right here--
that tingle in your nuts--
is the most natural thing
in the universe.
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