Demons

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- It wasn't your fault.

Don't listen to him,

he's just superstitious.

That's a stupid thing

to say to a priest

who came to perform

an exorcism, huh?

That's a stupid

thing to say, period.

Um, you should go now, before

they come to take the body.

As far as I'm concerned,

you were never here.

Not tonight at least, okay?

And I want to see you again.

Um...

Need to see you again.

- I'm sorry.

I miscalculated.

I don't know why

I used that word.

Goodbye, Kayleigh.

- Colin?

I'll see you.

- Jewel?

- Kayleigh?

No!

- We made it.

- We did.

- Did you ever

think that afternoon

at my parent's place that we...

- I don't know what I thought.

There was a lot to

digest that day.

A lot of the things I

thought before were wrong.

But...

I'm happy to be

here with you, now.

- Maybe even bad things,

terrible things,

happen for a reason.

I really want to believe that.

- I used to think everything

happened for a reason.

- I didn't.

I don't think I ever

believed that until Jewel.

Until us.

I know.

Too much deep talk

for the occasion.

I'll shut up.

Happy honeymoon, my

soon-to-be-famous novelist husband.

- Happy honeymoon, baby.

What's wrong?

Kayleigh?

- May I join you?

- Kayleigh?

Baby?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's okay.

You're okay.

- Jewely, no.

- Bubbles!

- Now you're playing with fire,

dripping on mommy's magazine.

Look at this.

I know, I never get

tired of it either.

- Here it is.

- Ugh.

Why didn't you just let me read

it on the iPad this morning?

- Well, that would have

been unceremonious.

- That much is true.

- Cool.

- It's a good review.

- It better be.

- Oh, you're gonna like this.

- I'm reading it too.

- Well then read faster.

Oh, what time do

uh, Eddie and...

- Um, Lara.

- Laura's flight get in?

- No, not Laura.

Lara.

No u, it's hipper.

- Okay.

- Um...

2:
00 P.M.

- Okay.

I'll drop Jewel over at

Ariel's before my class and

I'll meet you all back here.

- Sounds good.

- Come on

Jewely, let's get dressed.

Give your daddy a kiss.

- Don't worry, daddy

will clean up your mess.

- Say,

"thank you daddy."

- People say that

god is a fiction,

but a dangerous fiction

at that, nowadays.

But the real danger

is his obverse.

The very real father of evil,

the fallen one.

In whose grasp the

world is now but...

I suppose I'm

preachin' to the choir.

Am I right, father Hampstead?

- Um, well, yes.

- Thank you, mama.

- Um, tell me...

How long has Jewel

been acting strangely?

- Since we found her in

the woods with that boy.

How long ago was that, mama?

- Oh, that's hardly strange

behavior for a teenage girl.

Especially Jewel.

- Well there she goes.

See father, my Kayleigh

is about to graduate

from a fancy private

school in New Orleans.

With a degree in philosophy.

Decidedly secular philosophy.

What is that German

fella's name...

- daddy, don't start.

- You started it, darlin'.

Individualism.

Self-centeredness.

Carnality.

Now these things are the purview

of Satan, plain and simple.

But, I am proud of my daughter.

She saved me a whole

lot of money on school.

I can only be a good steward.

I cannot be the

master of their fates.

But my secret fear of her...

Is that I would lose both my

daughters to the adversary.

To damnation.

- Good god...

- May I ask, have you taken

Jewel to see a doctor?

- A medical doctor?

Now why would I do that?

Her malady is spiritual.

- The church requires that

the individual be evaluated

by a medical doctor

or psychiatrist

before the rite

can be performed.

- Hmm.

My daughter is not insane.

She is infected.

- So, Kant's categorical

imperative effectively states

that the only thing that

gives an action moral worth,

moral value, is not its outcome,

but the motive behind it.

So for Kant, the road to

hell is in fact not paved

with good intentions,

because intention is everything.

Okay, that's all for today.

- So the money they gave

me for the next movie

is absolutely

f***in' outrageous.

I mean to be honest,

it's pretty terrifying.

I mean...

Does one hit movie really

justify $80 million dollars?

I mean, is that really rational?

No it's not.

Alea iacta est, right?

The die is cast.

I bet that takes you back, eh?

- Hey, you've made other

good films, commercials.

It was time.

- Yeah but, not "torrent"...

- jeez, Eddie.

Jackass.

- Sorry babe,

sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry

- sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.

- Yep.

- Um, yeah, but

not like 'torrent...

That's a great title.

And that was yours,

that was your novel.

And I owe you, buddy.

Give me a kiss, you

righteous bastard.

- I was just source material.

I didn't even write

the screenplay.

- Uh, the source

material is the movie.

Story is everything.

It's the, it's the Clay,

it's the Carrara marble.

Despite the fact

that the industry

is fixated with spectacle,

it all comes back to story.

The character is

everything, dude.

And that's what you brought,

the character, they're yours.

So don't play the uh, false

humility card, it's unbecoming.

It was unbecoming when

you were a priest.

- Hey, how soon can I take my

clothes off and get in a pool?

- Uh, you do have a

privacy fence, right?

Plenty of Tequila?

- Why the hell am I

carrying and loading your bags?

- I don't know,

'cause I'm amazing?

- Don't start helping now.

- I want to play

with you some more...

- Jewely?

Hey babe.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

What's up?

- Can you pick up some pineapple

juice and jalapeos on the way home?

- Sure.

I'm not one to judge, but um,

what are the purple

streaks about?

- She had 'em done as a uh,

tribute to prince when he died.

I think it's f***in' sexy.

- Who knew high school

girls were into prince?

- Hey, f*** you,

she's almost 25 now.

- Eh, that's, that's something.

- I seem to recall that

there's a significant few years

between you and your much

better half, you prick.

All right.

Kayleigh.

Are you ready to

experience seor Eduardo's

pineapple cilantro

jalapeo Margarita?

- Yeah, I'm coming out.

I just have to put

my swimsuit on.

- Well, Lara didn't.

Just saying.

- How did I survive Ireland

hanging around you all the time?

- Really?

The only reason you survived

was my mentorship in debauchery.

And a good few pints.

God loves a drunk.

- Amen.

- In fact...

I'm the reason that

you two got together.

If I hadn't guided you

down that rocky path

towards self-destruction, and

you hadn't reached the bottom,

you'd never have

found the church,

and you'd never have

performed that exorcism

on her dead sister.

- Eddie...

- Sorry, was that insensitive?

I, I, I have no filter.

I, I'm the world's biggest

prick, I'm so sorry.

- It's fine.

- You better go make

sure Lara doesn't burn.

Sun's a lot hotter down here.

- Good idea.

- Hey...

You okay?

- Yeah, I'm gonna

go get my suit on.

- Come here.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I was just thinking

about the chain of causation.

Responsibility.

Moral responsibility.

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