Least Among Saints Page #3

Synopsis: Writer, director and actor Martin Papazian's debut film LEAST AMONG SAINTS movingly illustrates a man's hard-fought road towards reconciling with his better self. Coming home to a broken marriage and uncertain future, veteran Anthony Hayward (Papazian) thinks he's at the end of his rope. But when his troubled ten year-old neighbor, Wade (Tristan Lake Leabu), calls out for help, Anthony can't seem to turn away. To the dismay of the boy's embattled social worker (Laura San Giacomo), Anthony sets out on a fool's quest to help this heartbroken but hard to reach child find his long-lost father, who might not even exist. Yet in the midst of this new mission - the first that seems to matter since his return -- Anthony begins to come to grips with both the costs of war and the universal power of human connection. As the film builds to an emotional climax, Papazian finds both the gravity and the grace in ordinary, flawed characters pushed to extraordinary acts of compassion and decency.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Martin Papazian
Production: Vitagraph Films
 
IMDB:
6.4
Metacritic:
32
Rotten Tomatoes:
36%
R
Year:
2012
107 min
$28,026
Website
35 Views


Well, wake them up!

I don't give a sh*t,

get them on the phone!

F***.

Hey!

Just wait a second!

I don't need you!

Go away!

Just wait. Just wait.

Damn!

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I won't go with them.

I won't let them take me away!

You can't make me!

Okay!

No one's gonna take you.

Just take it easy, okay?

You can come home with me.

All right?

Just for a little while until we

find a safe place for you.

We'll figure this thing out.

Okay?

I'm a friend.

Let me see that.

Let me see it.

Where'd you get this?

It was my dad's.

Here you go.

Come on.

Put your seatbelt on.

Think that's good?

It's good, right.

It's gotta be good.

You okay in there, buddy?

You didn't drown on me,

did you?

No.

Is it all right if I come in?

Is that okay?

I guess.

You've been in here a long time.

You cold?

No.

I don't have my shoes.

Well, we can go next door

and get them if you want.

When I touched her, her skin was

cold and she looked like wax.

Sometimes when people die

they look like wax.

I'm gonna need my shoes.

Where's your bedroom?

It's back there.

Okay, let's go.

Will you take me to my dad?

The lady at the hospital said

they didn't know where he was.

He's here.

Will you take me to him?

How long have you had this?

I don't know, a while.

This looks pretty old, Wade.

You sure he's gonna be here?

Mm-hm. Yeah.

Just... could you

take me to him?

Yeah, sure, Wade,

I could do that.

Sh*t.

We got company.

Hang tight for a bit.

Where is he?

Is he with you?

Listen, I can see you're upset.

Upset?

No, this isn't upset.

This is where exactly is the

ten-year-old in question?

He was scared, okay?

He ran away.

Where is he?

He's inside.

Was this his decision?

It was.

Okay, this is completely unacceptable.

Do you understand me?

I need to be able to

successfully retrieve this boy...

and put him in a safe environment

without your interference.

They don't pay me enough

for this kind of bullshit.

Hey, he's okay,

I took care of him.

That's my job.

I need to see Wade right now.

Yeah. Come on.

Hey, bud.

He's friendly.

Oh.

Don't worry, it's good.

He's good.

Yeah, he's good.

Hey, Wade.

Hey.

You really scared me

running off like that.

How is everything? You okay?

I'm good.

Yeah, everything's okay.

Okay, good.

Yeah, I wanted to come here.

I've been here before

a bunch of times. Yeah.

Anthony made me a bed

to sleep in.

Yeah, it looks cozy.

Yeah, and I ate really good.

Oh, I see that.

Cereal, huh?

I want to stay here.

I don't want to go away.

You going somewhere?

No, I just got back.

I've been taking my time

unpacking.

I'm recently divorced.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Army?

Negative, Marine Corps.

Oh, my father was a grunt.

He served in Korea.

No sh*t.

Yes, that's correct.

Language.

Right.

No, I'm sorry.

Want to show me

around the place?

Yeah, sure.

Now. Now.

Yeah, okay, come on.

Sleep much?

Oh, I wasn't expecting

any visitors...

let alone a new roommate.

This used to be my folks' house.

Oh, you didn't sell it.

No.

Can I get a glass of milk?

Upset stomach.

Goes with the job.

Yeah, sure.

Sorry.

Here you go.

Mm.

How's your milk?

Wade, will you wait a little while

Anthony and I go talk outside?

Come on, bud.

How well you know this kid?

Some.

Uh, I only moved

in a little while ago.

He trusts you.

Here's the situation.

I don't got a bed for this kid...

and at the moment, you seem to be the only

person who has any kind of relationship with him.

So would it be okay if he stayed

one night, two tops...

with you while I arrange

his living situation?

Is that something that

you think you can handle?

You all right?

You with me here?

Yeah, no, good to go.

Okay.

He's gonna need more

than a bowl of cereal to eat.

See that he eats properly.

I'll reimburse you,

save your receipts.

Oh, no worries.

Now, there may be some mental

health issues here.

Well, what's that mean?

Mental health issues?

Well, he witnessed his mother OD

and God knows what else he's seen in his life.

I just want you to be aware

that he might act out.

If you see anything, contact me,

and I'll take another course of action.

You experience anything abroad

you may have brought back with you?

Ever been diagnosed with PTSD?

Bipolar, depression?

I have nightmares.

Yeah, me, too, pal.

I'm living them right now.

You got any kind

of criminal record?

Anything I need to know about?

Do you want to know

my favorite color?

Don't get cute.

I need to feel confident...

that he will be well

taken care of...

and that you will provide a safe

environment for him.

Can you do that?

Yes, ma'am.

I can do that.

So, tomorrow he goes to school

and he comes back here, and that's it!

Anything happens, you get any

more bright ideas, you call me first.

We good?

Yup.

See that he gets to school

on time.

Go back in the house, Milo.

Stay there.

You all set?

What's that?

What's it look like?

Piece of sh*t.

Well, be that as it may...

it's our ride to school.

What about my dad?

We'll go look for him later.

I promise.

Come on.

Here, give me your backpack.

I'll carry it.

Hop on.

You good?

Yeah.

Of course not.

What time does this thing end?

3:
30.

Okay.

I'll be right here,

right back at 3:
30, all right?

What the f***?

What are you doing back here?

Did you walk all

the way back home?

Yeah.

Why?

What happened to you?

Did you get hurt?

Did somebody pick on you?

Come with me.

Where is he?

Big, little f***er, isn't he?

Kid's a beast.

Well, he flunked like two grades.

Right.

You don't have to do this

if you don't want to, okay?

It's up to you.

Okay... I think I want to.

All right, hey, listen.

Once your adrenaline kicks in,

you're not gonna feel a thing.

All right? You just keep coming

at him until he respects you.

Okay? Got it?

Hey, I'm gonna be

right there with you.

Come on.

What's his name?

Jeremy.

Hey, Jeremy!

Come over here!

Who are you?

I'm the police,

now get over here!

Wade here has something he wants

to talk to you about.

Well, what do you want,

ass face?

Don't look at me,

he's the one that hit you.

Sack of sh*t!

Fight! Fight!

Hey!

What the hell is going on here?

Could someone answer that

for me, please?

We all right, buddy?

All right. Go on.

Just wait a second,

hot pants.

Let him get a few more licks.

Oh, and who the hell are you?

Go on, Wade!

Do your worst!

Excuse me!

That's it, Wade!

Go on, boy!

You're doing great!

Come on! Come on!

Just got burned.

Come on, buddy.

You're all right.

You're all right.

Who was that man?

Who's that man leaving here?

And who did he come with?

Did they come together?

Okay, everyone quiet down!

I can't listen to everyone

at once.

Line up by my office.

Here, put it to your eye.

Like this,

and then you hold it there.

That's good.

Hey, Wade, why don't you

go dig a hole or something.

Seriously?

Yeah, you know, kick rocks.

Go climb that tree.

See how high you can get.

He's a good one, huh?

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