Blackbird Page #6
With a girl.
Sex?
Maybe she wasn't the right girl.
If there's a right girl, she's it.
Were you this confused?
At your age?
Worse.
It was only a few years back.
What changed things for you?
The right guy.
What did the right guy do?
What I'm going to do to you.
What's that?
You really want to know?
Yes.
What I'm going to do is...
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Kiss me. Kiss me.
Oh, God, let me touch you.
Get your ass out of that car.
Mom! Mom, it's not what you think!
Shut up, what do you mean
it's not what I think?
I should murder your nasty ass.
You're going to the bottom of hell.
Randy, when I get you,
I swear to God, you out here
doing that like that.
You still going to try to see him?
Get in that house, get in that house.
You will not be out here
with that sickness,
acting like no damn priest.
So, now we know.
Now we know why we're being punished.
Chrissie is the price
we pay for your sin,
for your sin and your weakness.
Randy, how could you?
How could you be so selfish?
And you know the Lord is watching us.
You know we being tested.
But so what, so what?
You still indulge in your depravity.
I'm ashamed of you, Randy.
Before God you have shamed us.
I cannot believe you
crawl forth from my body
into this Earth to fornicate frivolously
like a craven beast.
Am I to have no children.
Is that my fate,
to lose the both of you?
Mom, I'm sorry.
Don't you do that.
Don't you do that, don't you tell me
you sorry when you not.
When you standing there
still stinking of him
and thinking of him,
wondering is he thinking of you.
Trying to figure out when you're going
to see him next, aren't you?
Aren't you?
Yes.
You disgust me.
But you will never,
never make me give up my family.
And you gonna stand there and cry
like a f***ing punk?
You are the reason
why they took my baby.
God, please just tell me, just tell me.
Just tell me, tell me
what you need me to do.
Tell me what you need me to do, God,
because no, he can't even beat it.
He can't beat it, he can't beat it.
God, he can't beat it.
Please, my baby, please.
One second, Mom.
Hello, Randolph.
Pastor Crandall.
May I come in?
Interesting room.
Very creative.
I like the colors.
Thanks.
Mom and Dad gave me free reign to
decorate up here how I like.
The blue reminds me of the sky.
Sometimes when
I'm lying down looking up,
it's like I can imagine
what it must really
feel like to fly.
Tell me.
How long have you been struggling?
Struggling?
With these unnatural desires.
I don't know, sir.
All my life.
As long as I can remember.
I thought I could ignore it, bury it.
But I get these dreams.
Dreams.
Do you want to be normal, Randolph?
Yes, yes I do.
Now, only the Lord can cast out
these unclean spirits, these demons.
You think I'm possessed?
I believe there's something
lurking in you.
Are you talking about exorcism?
He's talking about deliverance.
Are you ready for deliverance, Randolph?
Yes, yes I am.
Please, save me.
Lord Jesus, we pray for your power,
for your great healing power.
Lord God, we are prepared
to stay as long as it takes
to cleanse this young child.
- Oh, please, Heavenly Father.
- Almighty God.
Look down upon this
your child and heal him.
Heal my Randy, Father
Cleanse him, almighty God.
Deliver him from the ungodly
sinful forces
that have held him captive, that have
held him in bondage
against these unnatural desires.
Oh, please, Father.
Deliver this, your poor sinful soul
from the bondages of unclean spirits.
Deliver him,
this is your child, Father God.
This poor sinful servant from the bonds
of unnatural feelings.
Look down upon this your child
and have mercy.
Mercy Lord, mercy, please.
Remove this sin.
As boundless as the sea,
my love as deep.
The more I give, the more I have,
for both are infinite.
Save him, Lord, save him.
Oh, thank you, Jesus.
Yes, God.
Lord God.
Where's Leslie?
Where's Leslie?
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, baby, no!
Oh, my God, what happened?
Oh, my God.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding."
I dream these dreams
from the darkness in between
But I hope that I am not the only one
Hi.
Is Marshall here?
It's okay, Mom.
This is the guy I was telling you about.
This is Randy.
Take my dark, take my light
Take my freedom and my flight
Take out all my reasons wrong
And make them right
Take my night, take my day
Take my cold and bitter ways
Take it all from me,
just promise that you'll stay
Oh,
I love you.
Wait.
He says, "It's okay."
God's here?
God's here.
"Whoever does not love
does not know God,
because God is love."
Mom?
Mom?
It's okay, Randy.
Everything is okay. They found her.
She's coming home.
She's coming home.
My baby's coming home.
Chrissie?
Mom, Dad.
This is Marshall.
My... my boyfriend.
Sir.
Good to meet you, man.
Great to meet you.
Ma'am.
They're here.
Chrissie.
Chrissie.
Chrissie.
Chrissie.
All right, all right.
Thank you, God.
Turns out Chrissie had been living
with a family in Arkansas
the whole time.
Some woman who couldn't
have kids snatched her
and was raising her as her own.
Mom says since God brought Chrissie back
home to us,
it wasn't my fault after all.
"God is love," she said.
"God is love."
- Hey.
- Hey.
What's up, dude?
Todd, what's going on?
Just came around to say goodbye.
Goodbye?
And thank you for being
a good Christian brother to me.
Todd, where are you going?
How's it going with Marshall?
Marshall?
Seems like a totally cool guy.
You've never met Marshall, Todd.
Sometimes I'm kind of jealous of him.
Jealous?
Would have been kind of cool,
wouldn't it?
I could have loved you the way he does.
I know that's what you wanted.
I kind of wanted it too,
but it was Leslie.
Leslie.
So beautiful.
I'm so sorry, Todd.
You don't have nothing
to be sorry for, dude.
You must miss her so much.
I used to. It was hard.
But it's okay now.
I should go.
Where you going?
You know where, dude.
I have to get back to Leslie.
- She's waiting for me.
- Todd!
Shh, you'll wake yourself.
That's Marshall.
Dude, I know your parents like the guy,
but he ain't sleeping over yet.
I don't get this.
It's only been a couple months
since they met him.
I don't get this.
What is this?
You know what this is, dude.
You don't want to know, but you know.
This has been the same dream
you've had for the past two months.
Remember?
I drove my bike under the train
the week after Leslie died.
You sang at the funeral,
it was beautiful.
Your sister ran away twice.
But she's starting to settle down now.
Your dad moved back home again,
and it's not working out too well
right now, but it'll be okay eventually.
They'll make it.
You'll move to Los Angeles
with Marshall.
You'll both fall in love
with other people.
You'll remain lifelong friends
who everybody
knows should be together.
Crystal will move to New York
and you'll lose touch.
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