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wait outside, you know?

Onward Christian

soldiers, marching...

My dear brothers and

sisters, throughout the ages,

god has taught us

many lessons, but none

more dramatic than

the judgment that

follows perverse immorality.

In the times of the pharaohs,

god brought forth great plagues

upon the Egyptian people.

And in Sodom and

Gomorrah, he devastated

with fire and brimstone.

And in the time of Noah, he

destroyed the whole world.

God will damn the wicked.

Now it is our duty as

god-fearing Christian soldiers

to terminate the indecency,

to eradicate the vermin that

shame us before

our maker, to seek

and destroy all that is unholy.

Now me, I am a mild-mannered,

peace-loving person,

but I have to tell

you, my blood boils

when I start to see how

some of our young people

are keeping company with

the prince of darkness.

Yeah.

They are dancing with the devil.

They are playing rock

music with the devil.

They are sleeping

with the devil.

And now, they have

fornicated with the devil.

One of our very own has

sold his soul to Satan,

and now he is carrying

Satan's child.

Now, wait a minute, reverend.

No, there is no minute to wait.

We must exorcise the

demon from within.

Good Christian soldiers,

bring the lost soul forward.

Hold on to tight, boys.

Remember how strong

the demon is possessed.

- Daddy, wait.

- Oh, Lisa.

I'm so glad you're here, honey.

Please just hold

his head like that.

You know, make sure it

doesn't start spinning around.

I call upon you.

In the name of god,

be gone, Satan.

Please release him

from eternal damnation.

I need the help of the

whole congregation.

Please, Satan, go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

Go back to hell!

Oh, god.

Please, show us you've heard.

Bring us a miracle.

Give us a sign.

Holy crap.

Son of a b*tch.

A sign.

It's a sign.

Did... did did... you

get the message?

Hm? Did you get

the message?

It's... you don't

have to be afraid.

You don't have to be

afraid of... of god.

You don't have to

be afraid of Satan.

You don't have to be afraid

of your neighbors or people

far away from you.

Look, I'm just a scientist.

I'm not a religious person.

But I know that

god, right, is love.

He loves you.

He loves you and you.

And I suppose god

even loves you.

But right now, god loves

Kelly Hankins most of all.

If that's how god feels,

who are we to disagree?

How you doing?

You ok?

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

This place gives me

the heeby jeebs, man.

I haven't been in

there in 20 years,

and I'm gonna give

it another 20.

Thanks for the

rescue, uncle Theus.

I mean, you're a life saver.

Or a taker.

What?

Better you should see.

I'll show you. Come on.

Let's go.

You're not going to

make me be a Guinea

pig in one of your

experiments again, are you?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Everything.

I've put you in gave danger,

all to satisfy my curiosity.

But I'm... I'm fine.

For how long?

We are in uncharted territory.

We must end the experiment.

What if I don't want to?

The consequences

could be unthinkable.

Look, the decision is yours.

I need some time alone.

Reverend weld and

crowd:
Go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

He has sold his soul to Satan.

You've cracked.

Reverend weld and

crowd:
Go back to hell.

Go back to hell.

- Kelly.

- Get out of here.

Hit me with your best shot.

It'll burst out of you.

One bad decision after the next.

You stop that.

You can't get away

from me that easily.

Mama.

Kelly, you about ready?

I pressed your gown, and...

Kelly, you're still in bed.

I'm just not feeling too good.

But dear, it's graduation

day, and the whole family...

I'm sorry, mom. I just... I

don't think I can make it.

Jeff?

Kelly's not feeling very well.

Rough night, son?

A nightmare.

Your mother says you're sick.

No, not really.

I'm just scared.

Guess I'm just a coward.

I mean, I've been praying

to make this all go away,

but I just don't think

god listens to me.

God listens.

He just doesn't always say yes.

Kelly, even the best

starting pitcher

occasionally needs a reliever

to come in and take over.

Son, maybe you've

been holding that ball

too tight for too long.

Why don't you put

that in god's hands

and let him decide

the next pitch?

Trust him.

All right, dad.

I will.

But we're gonna need a

miracle to win this one.

Well, you just

happened to be in luck,

son, because god is in

the miracle business.

And if you don't want to go

to graduation, it's all right.

The ones that love you,

they'll understand.

Now is there anything

I can get you?

On your way out

there, you might want

to stop by a travel agency.

Pick up a ticket for Africa.

One way.

Business or coach?

First class.

Sandra L. Paxen.

Kelly R. Hankins.

Not present.

I don't blame him

for not showing up.

It's all my fault. Just a

moment of temporary insanity.

Candice J. Cotton.

Ditto Moore.

We did it. We did it!

Milton Vanderblack.

Bartholomew b.

Winterbottom, III.

Lisa G. Weld.

Ladies and gentlemen, I

present to you our graduating

class of Butterhill high.

At this time, we

would normally hear

from our class valedictorian.

However, due to

unforeseen circumstances,

this year's speaker

is not present.

In his place, I

would like to comment

on these fine, responsible,

mature young adults.

You need to see a

doctor, young lady.

As these leaders of

tomorrow begin their journey

through the maze

of life, they will

find their most memorable

years were spent with me

here at Butterhill high.

I molded them and painstakingly

shaped them into what

I believe will be this...

Gen... generations next,

uh, Kelly Hankins.

I mean, it looks

like Kelly Hankins,

our class valedictorian,

is with us after all.

I don't know how...

So, uh, ladies and gentlemen,

your valedictorian,

Mr. Kelly R. Hankins.

Thank you, principal Miller,

for those inspiring words.

I would now like to give

my valedictorian speech.

Friends and relatives,

teachers and fellow students,

today we leave the safety of the

lives we've known as Butterhill

high school students,

and we venture

into the world of uncertainty

and possibilities.

We will face challenges the

likes of which we could have

never dreamed, and the

way in which we respond

will be forever embedded

into our character.

Any great challenge will

initially scare you to death...

Fear of failure,

ridicule, embarrassment,

fear of losing friends,

fear of losing loved ones,

and fear of death.

Do not be afraid to

go out on a limb,

because that is

where the fruit is.

You must learn and grow by

doing what you are afraid of.

I was recently enslaved by fear.

It robbed me of my joy, stole

precious moments of my life,

and chipped away

at my character.

Fear let me down a path

of destructiveness,

and nearly convinced me

to destroy another's.

Fear held its hand to

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