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and if you don't, then you don't get to work.

Do you understand me? And when

I find out who your little boyfriend is...

I'm gonna tell his parents

he's an inconsiderate little brat.

Unfortunately, we do need your mother

to co-sign for any withdrawals.

- But it's my account.

- That's the way the account was set up.

I wish that you could stay with us.

- Do you guys drive?

- No, we fly.

Unless Pat goes.

But he's on parole, thank God.

The four of us in one car for ten hours

is basically hell.

You know, you probably could stay with us.

I don't think Tampa's very far

from Siesta Beach.

That way all you'd have to do

is pay for the airline ticket.

- I don't know these people.

- They're really nice.

Did they invite us, or is this just Georgia?

Georgia said that

she was gonna ask her family.

If you need to work, then I could take Lily

and you can have a break.

I don't know, Megan. I just...

Hello?

Could you close that door, honey?

Yeah.

Because I don't believe you.

Well, what about my family?

Here.

I got you some chocolate, too.

Your favourite.

They can make you disappear in the night.

They break the doors and windows,

and then they amputate the wings.

- Can you see them?

- What?

Wings.

They won't grow

because there's invisible food in the tubes.

Lily, you don't need wings.

We're gonna fly to Florida. In a plane.

The ceiling's too low.

- What did they say?

- They're gonna move her.

Where?

The psychiatric wing.

- Hey. Everything OK at home?

- Oh, yeah. Everything's fine.

Um, I was just wondering if it would be

possible to get my pay in cash this week.

- That could probably be arranged.

- Thanks a lot.

You bet.

When did you purchase these?

Couple of weeks ago.

They were, like, $40 each.

- You bought them here?

- Yeah.

This isn't our stock.

Perhaps if you can find your receipt?

I got 'em at the Beermans in Oakmeadow.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

Oh, God, no...

It's Lily.

The window was open, and she fell.

Oh, Jesus, God, no!

We deliver her up to you, O Lord,

to your arms and your mercy.

The 23rd Psalm.

"The Lord is my shepherd;

I shall not want. "

"He makes me lie down in green pastures;

he leads me beside still waters. "

"He restores my soul. He leads me

in right paths for his name's sake... "

I don't belong here?

For God's sake, she's my daughter!

You wouldn't know it!

- You don't come around...

- And whose fault is that, exactly?

Am I the one

trying to turn the kids against you?

I'm going to work.

Yeah.

Yeah, all right, fine.

That's how we'll handle it, then. Bye.

Do you have

any personal belongings here?

No.

Good. Clear out. Your pay should

just about cover the cost of the ties.

- Get out of my store.

- I need my money.

You should've thought of that

before you stole from me.

- I didn't steal anything!

- Get out of here anyway.

I didn't steal anything! A**hole!

- What are you doing?

- Where are they? The things you stole.

- I didn't steal anything.

- I thought we were done with this.

Get out of my room.

When you contribute to the rent

of this place, then it'll be your room.

Hey! Hey, that's my stuff!

Go ahead, ground me.

You're never even home. What are

you gonna do, hire an armed guard?

I'm going to Florida, or wherever else

I wanna go. It's none of your business.

Then maybe you better find

someplace else to live.

- Fine. I'll go live with Dad.

- Oh, good.

You do that. You think he's so wonderful?

You go see how you like it over there.

At least he doesn't try

to control everything I do.

Your father doesn't give a sh*t about you.

How many times did he come around here

last year? What, three?

He doesn't come here because of you!

He can't even manage to pay the lousy

$60 a week in child support he owes me!

I am up to here in debts

trying to give you a life I can't afford!

I work 12 hours a day and go to school

at night so that I can make life nice for you...

...and all that I ask is that you respect

the few rules that I lay down.

And when I stick my neck out

to get you a job...

...you don't embarrass me

in front of my friends.

- That's all you care about, isn't it?

- What?

Your stupid friends! Stupid Don!

You're an ungrateful brat.

What do you think you're doing?

You can't just pack her away into

a storage unit like you did with Dad.

- Put that back in there.

- She's not yours, you f***ing b*tch!

I'm sure your mother feels

a tremendous grief.

And to lose a child is...

Well, my son Lucas was only four.

You wanna tell me how you feel?

I don't know.

How do you think your sister would feel

if she lost you?

Sad.

Yeah...

I don't know...

Mad?

Well, who would she be mad at?

My mom.

Why would she be mad at your mom?

Do you think your mom

could've saved her?

Maybe I...

Maybe I could have.

This is not your fault.

It's not your... Oh, come here.

You are very beautiful.

And you are...

...and you are very...

Listen, why don't you take some time,

take all the time you need...

...and, you know, you can stay here...

OK. All right.

We'll be home in a half an hour.

All right. Bye.

It's OK. You can stay with us.

Every time we have a break, he comes...

You ladies have a full evening planned?

Huh? Sex, drugs and rock'n'roll?

- Pat's a delinquent.

- Pat's a delinquent.

Do I detect a fellow f***-up?

So I was lifting credit cards,

cos nobody ever checks that sh*t.

I'd buy some stuff, OK,

then I'd sell it for cash.

Yeah. I've done a bunch of f***ed-up sh*t

that I'm not really proud of in my life...

...but now I'm really trying to make it up

to the people I hurt, like my parents.

They're so f***in' cool. Sorry...

But the f***in' feds, OK...

...bust my ass in Vegas because some chick

at the bank is supposed to tell the casino...

...that I got some sort of line of credit set up,

but instead she f***in' bones me.

Yeah. Can you believe that sh*t?

Excuse my f***in' French.

But these motherfuckers - I'm sorry -

cuff me, haul my ass down to jail...

...and my parents gotta f***in' bail me out.

Now let me tell you something:

you put that sh*t out there, it's comin' back.

You gotta set it straight. Seriously.

It's like a boomerang.

Well, I've done some things.

Stole some things.

Yeah? Well, you just gotta try

and find a balance.

You see a hungry guy,

you give him some food. You know?

Now, if I gotta take something

from somebody, you know...

I just gotta try and find a way

to give something back.

It's a give-and-take sort of thing.

Yeah. I was trying to go to Florida.

You goin' with my folks?

No. No, I was trying to get the money

so I could take a bus.

You ever been on a bus before? Huh?

You'll sit beside some fat f***in' bast...

Sorry, some fat guy, OK, for 14 hours.

Forget about it. I'll take you up.

I'm headin' down to the Bahamas, so...

When do you need to go?

Well, I have this thing, this contest,

in a couple of days.

OK. I'll take you.

I don't have any money,

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