Snow Angels Page #7

Annie, this is hard for everyone,

you know?

And, I'm just...

I just wanna...

We can't forget about Tara, you know?

I don't want them.

Okay.

I'm just gonna...

- I'll leave them here.

- Why won't you listen to me?

I don't want them!

I don't want anything from you!

Let's go back inside.

Why don't you listen, Glenn?

Don't you f***ing listen?!

That's our daughter. You're throwing

pictures on the ground, of our daughter.

- I'm gonna go call the cops.

- Shame on you. Shame on you.

You f***er!

Get off. Don't push me. Don't push me.

Don't push me, Annie. Get off me.

Get off me!

Goddamn you, Glenn!

Shut up.

Get the f*** out of here!

- Shut up!

Stay out of it!

It's not your f***ing business!

- Get out of here!

Get out of here!

F***ing finished!

I tried to do something nice for you,

and I...

I'm sorry.

She used to babysit me

when I was younger, for years.

She used to let me stay up

till past midnight.

I had a crush on her.

I used to drop my toys on the floor.

She'd have to bend down,

pick them up.

I could see right down her shirt.

She stayed over once.

My parents went out of town.

I saw her naked.

I took my mom's little makeup mirror...

...tilted it under the bathroom door.

I watched her shower.

She was beautiful.

How are you this morning?

- I'm good.

- Yeah.

How are you? You look nice.

Thank you.

I've got an interview

at Gillis and Petrosky.

They need personnel for their non-profit.

Maybe if I get off my ass.

- What?

- What's the glow for?

- Did you have Lila over last night?

- No.

Don't you bullshit me.

At least somebody's getting

some action around here.

I just hope you didn't make

that poor girl climb out the window.

- She could twist an ankle and sue you.

- What is this?

I found it in the mailbox this morning.

Looks like your father made me a mix tape.

- For what? What for?

- I don't know, I haven't decoded it.

Let's check it out.

He wants me to go to your football game

with him on Friday. What do you think?

So silly. Don.

Teaching us that

denying ungodliness and worldly lust...

...we should live soberly, righteously,

and godly.

Whereabouts in this present world,

looking for that blessed hope...

...and the glorious appearing of the great

God and our savior Jesus Christ...

...who gave Himself for us,

that He might redeem us from all iniquity...

...to refine to Himself a peculiar people,

zealous of good works.

Thee, these things speak

in exhorted refute...

...with all authority

let no man despise thee.

Now, get something straight.

When you're saved by grace,

grace is the teacher that tells you...

...that you are not to live in sin anymore.

Yeah, I know. I know.

What's going on, mate? Where you been?

Cops came back.

Yeah, I know, I know.

I didn't do anything,

everything's all screwed up.

- Well, does Annie know where you are?

- No, no, no.

I'm gonna disappear for a while, Rafe,

and I just wanted to thank you for...

...being patient with me.

I know you went out on a limb,

and I'm letting you down...

...by ditching out like this.

- Do you need some money or something?

- No.

No, no, no, no, I just wanted to...

...come by and tell you that I love you.

God loves you to the max.

All right?

Is your mom gone?

- Mm-hm.

She has a job interview.

Sorry, breakfast is a little cold.

That's okay. Thank you.

Thank you.

Hurry up, eat fast, get dressed.

We'll be late for school.

So why don't we take our time a bit?

I can't see you that well,

but I'm sure you look great.

Now we're talking.

It's your turn.

It's hard to get a good angle

with the helmet.

You could take it off.

Mom?

Dad?

Mom?

Grandpa?

Let the evil of the wicked

come to an end.

My name is not Glenn.

I am born with the water.

I am one with the spirit of Jesus Christ.

Shh.

- Please, I didn't do anything.

- Shh.

Just be quiet.

- Where's your gun?

- I don't know.

- Where's your gun?

- I don't know.

Are you supposed to have work today?

Yeah.

- Did you eat?

- Please, don't do this.

Just be quiet, okay?

I'll go somewhere, okay? I'll leave.

You'll never have to see me again...

Shh! Don't talk. I told you, don't talk.

- I don't wanna do this either, okay?

- Well then, don't.

No. No, we're gonna do this.

We're gonna do this.

Take off your shoes.

No.

Annie, I don't wanna get angry right now.

Don't f***ing get angry.

I'm not taking off my shoes.

- Goddamn it! Take them off!

- F*** you!

No! Take them off!

- F*** you!

- Take... Goddamn it!

- I had our baby, you a**hole.

- You what?

I had our baby, you a**hole!

- You had our baby? F*** you!

- F***ing talk to me like that.

It's your fault the baby's dead!

Take the f***ing shoes off!

Take them off! Take them off!

Take them off, now!

F***!

F***!

Shh.

All right, sit down.

Sit down.

You gonna be still?

You gonna be still?

Shh. It's okay, it's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. I'm sorry.

Shh.

Shh.

Shh. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I love you very much, you know?

F*** you!

It's okay.

It's okay.

- Here.

- Uh! Uh.

It's all right.

It's okay. Kneel down.

Kneel down.

You're real sweaty.

I'm sorry.

Tell me when you're ready.

I'm ready.

Scoot over, Bomber. Scoot over.

That's a good boy. That's a good boy.

Come on.

That's a good boy.

It's okay, boy, don't be scared.

It's okay.

F***.

I forgot the rabbit.

F***. F***.

Go. Go.

Hi.

Hi.

You never know what fate

has in store for you, sweetheart.

It's funny how you can tell

the fake smiles in pictures.

You notice people don't bring out

cameras on sad days?

Mm.

Bomber!

Bomber!

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