Love Is All You Need? Page #9

- Nobody.

- It's gonna be okay, honey.

Who did this?

- Emily!

Who did this?

Emily!

- Paula Santilli and

Annabelle Snyder.

- Ian's sister?

- This is your fault.

- What, how is this my fault?

- You took her

over to the neighbors'.

I know about that.

- Would you...

Go to your room

and get cleaned up.

Cooper?

Cooper, earmuffs.

- But I want my tanks.

- Hold onto your tanks, just go.

Play with them in the kitchen.

This is my fault?

- Yeah, this is your fault.

- How is this my fault?

- Yes, it's your

fault, you coddle her.

You act like this is normal!

Have you seen what

they do to these kids?

- Keep your voice down, honey.

- I'm not gonna

keep my voice down!

I don't feel like

keeping my voice down!

- Don't you dare tell our...

- I've had it!

- Daughter that!

- She is confused.

- Confused?

- Yes!

- My ass!

- She brings this on herself

by acting like that

with this play!

This is enough of this!

I'm not having a breeder

growing up in my house.

- Do you hear what

you're saying?

- Yeah, I hear what I'm saying.

- No.

- Shut up, shut up,

shut up, shut up,

shut up, shut up, shut up.

- I gotta go.

- Oh, Susan, it's you.

- Jude!

Hi.

- Where's Ryan?

Where's Ryan?

- I'm not sure.

I called him a few times.

- Ryan.

- But I'm gonna

try him again, okay?

We'll find him.

- Stop here, stop here!

- Woo!

- F*** yeah!

- Woo!

- Get out of the car!

- Come on!

- Woo!

- Get him out!

Get him out!

Get him out!

- Oh, tonight

is your night, baby!

- Here we go, here we go!

Oh that's right, that's

right, stand him up!

Stand him up!

- Stand him up, baby!

- Get him up.

- Woo!

- Stand him up!

- Stand him up!

Come on!

Come on!

Get him away!

Get that hetero

f*ggot away from me!

- Woo!

- You want a Ryan Morris?

Is that what you want, another

Ryan Morris on your hands?

I wouldn't want...

- Stop it.

Why have we been going to

church all these years?

Why have we brought

our children up here?

So the minute something...

- I don't want to calm down!

I wanna get this kid together!

Have you thought about that?

Have you seen what

they do to these kids?

- Come on!

Get that hetero

f*ggot away from me!

Take him up!

- Move it, move it, breeder!

Get him away!

- Come on!

Come on, get him!

Get him!

Yeah!

Yeah, get him!

Get him!

- Get him, boys!

- Get him!

Come on, come on, come on!

Yeah, yeah, get him!

Yeah!

Let me see your face, huh, huh?

- Okay, okay, okay!

Okay, listen, he's had enough!

Okay, okay, okay!

I said okay!

I think he gets the

message, guys, okay.

Let's just clear out...

- hey, hey, hey.

- Stop it!

- Yo, yo!

- He's had enough!

- I say when he's had enough.

What's wrong with you, Mike?

Huh?

Don't tell me you got

some sort of soft spot

for this candy-ass 'Ro, huh?

Prove it.

I said prove it.

We're just getting started.

- I don't have to prove

anything to anybody, okay?

Bill, this isn't right.

What are you gonna do

- Mike!

- With this thing?

- Get him!

Get him!

Hold him down!

Get him, come on!

Come on!

Get him!

Come on!

Come on, get him down!

Get him down!

Hey, hey!

Come on, move him!

Move him!

Oh Ryan, I am not

done with you yet.

- Hetero breeders!

Die, breeders!

- Freak attraction for today.

We got the sinful,

candy-ass 'Ro right here,

and we're gonna play a game!

We're gonna play a game,

and you're gonna hit him.

And on a scale of one to

10, I'm gonna grade you.

Here we go!

Who's up first?

Hey, batter batter

batter batter!

Hey, batter batter

batter batter!

Come on batter batter

batter batter batter!

Hey, batter batter batter

batter batter batter!

Yeah batter batter!

Get up here!

Get up here!

You, right here!

Yeah, batter batter

batter batter!

Yeah!

Woo!

Yeah!

Oh, okay, all right, here we go!

Here we go, here we go!

Come on, 'Ro!

Here we go!

Hit him, hit him!

Yeah, that's an eight,

that's an eight.

Batter batter batter batter!

That was an eight!

- Queer!

Queer!

Smear the queer!

- Hey batter batter

batter batter batter!

- Queer!

Smear the queer!

- Freak!

- Freak!

- Freak!

Dirty breeder!

- Paula?

Is that you?

What are you smiling

about young lady, huh?

You're late.

- Practice ran long.

- You look at me when

I'm talking to you.

How come Ian was home

in time for dinner, huh?

- I don't know, maybe because

he's just a lame towel boy?

- Paula, stop that.

And what is that on your cheek?

- Oh, that little creep

Emily turd-is kicked me.

- She what?

- Why would she do that?

- We taught her a lesson.

Reverend Rachel says we're

supposed to do god's work

and kill 'em all.

- Batter batter batter!

Hey batter batter!

You gonna remember this?

Come on, yeah!

Yeah, you're gonna remember

this moment, aren't ya?

Hey, hey you're

gonna remember this.

Huh?

You're gonna remember this.

- Come on, bill, let's go.

- You hear me?

- Woo!

- You got some kind

of problem, Mike?

- You want to hit him again?

- Mike.

- Step aside.

- Mike.

- Step aside now.

- No no no no no.

- Sammy?

- Mike's right.

This is not okay.

We need to move outta here.

- This is wrong, bill.

All of you, this is wrong!

- Okay, boys, you're right.

All right.

Let's go.

I just gotta say

one more prayer.

All of you, go on, go ahead!

Okay.

Revelations, chapter

17, verse 16.

The seventh angel

poured out his vial

into the air.

And there came a great voice

out of the kingdom of heaven,

from the throne, saying,

"it is done."

- Please help me.

- We are doing god's work!

- Smear the queer!

Smear the queer!

Ugly hetero!

Die breeder!

Romeo and Juliet?

That's so queer.

What are you Emily,

some kinda 'Ro?

- I'm not gonna have a breeder

growing up in my house.

- She's sick and she needs help!

- 'Ro, 'Ro, 'Ro, 'Ro,

'Ro, 'Ro, 'Ro, 'Ro, 'Ro, 'Ro!

- I don't know,

guess she didn't like

playing smear the queer.

- What?

- What did you do to Emily?

- It's disgusting,

and I'm not gonna have it!

- Calm down, honey.

- What about Cooper?

- Just please calm down.

- Have you thought about that?

What if he gets beat up too?

- Excuse me?

- Oh my god.

- I only beat her

up a little bit.

- Wait, wait.

Honey, please get the

Curtises on the phone.

- Yep.

- You can explain to all of us

what you did to Emily,

and you can apologize to her

as well, and to her parents.

- I'm trying to protect her.

- I understand that.

- It's Pete Santilli.

Curtis residence?

- Yeah, completely unacceptable.

She would like to apologize,

if that's okay with you.

- Yeah, we appreciate it.

Hang on, I'll get her.

It's Pete.

Paula wants to apologize.

- Oh, good.

You know what?

She's probably washing up.

I'm just gonna

bring her the phone.

You stay right

here and calm down.

- People are gonna

think I'm like you.

And that's gross.

Emily.

Emily?

You've got a phone call, hon.

Honey?

Are you okay?

- Do us all a favor,

'Ro, and kill yourself.

- Honey, you okay?

- Poured out

his vial into the air.

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