That's My Boy Page #7
(WATER RUNNING)
Your whole aura
is actually that
of a p*ssy.
Or a kiss-ass.
It is not.
It is, too.
What the f*** am I doing?
No, I'm just saying you got
to stand up for yourself
I'll have you know,
she bangs me all the time.
All right? She bangs.
Does she live
the la vida loca,
too, or. . .
Very funny.
(WOMEN SQUEALING)
Well, good day, everyone.
GERALD:
Father.Father McNally,
thank you so much for
coming out to the Cape.
My honor.
Very cool.
Oh, yes.
Chad.
You'll excuse me,
won't you?
While you're in
this church, you'll show
the proper respect.
No e-mailing,
no texting,
no Facebooking,
no Skyping and
no Angry Birds.
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, that one hurts.
(LAUGHTER)
No, no.
I get it.
It's the 201 0s.
Everyone's having sex
and drinking lattes.
No, Father.
(CHUCKLES)
But, you see,
this is my world.
We'll abide by my rules
while we're here.
Maybe we should start
with the, uh,
the father of the groom.
Oh, uh, uh. . .
his father passed away.
He died in
an explosion.
Sounds fishy, but. . .
it really happened.
Yep.
I'm. . . I'm truly sorry
to hear that, son.
Oh, thank you,
but, uh, it's fine.
He deserved it.
So. . .
What is that
supposed to mean?
Oh, I didn't mean
anything by it.
He just, you know,
wasn't a great dad.
So your father, he. . .
he abused you, did he?
Oh, no, nothing
like that.
Was he a murderer?
Rapist?
No. Father,
I'm sorry, I. . .
My father beat me
every day with a rake.
But you don't hear me
smack-talking him like
some baby little princess.
Not here in the house
of the Lord.
You know, I can't hear
a word you're saying.
All I can focus on
is your sh*t breath.
I'd, um, I'd like to show you
the garden for a minute.
(CHUCKLING)
Oh. . .
Now, then.
Okay, you know what?
Let's just. . .
(PEOPLE GASP)
(LAUGHS)
(PEOPLE MURMURING)
F***ing old guy's got
a cannon on him.
What happened?
DONNY:
What happenedis I think he's having
a mini-meltdown.
Yeah, he's taking
his shirt off now.
Oh, my God.
And, he's pretty ripped
for an old f***,
so we're in trouble
right now.
What is going on here?
All right, all right.
Go time, go time.
PHIL:
Oh, no, thinkabout what you're doing !
Be careful.
(SCREAMS)
He bit me!
Did you see that?
That was amazing !
This could get ugly.
The Father actually
killed a guy in the ring.
That's why
he became a priest.
Oh.
Just keep your
hands up, kid !
Get 'em down !
Hang in there, guy!
(GRUNTING)
He keeps punching him !
Aw, come on, guy. Oh.
That's my boy!
Why, you came right back
with your own sh*t.
Nice, kid.
(SPEAKING IN TONGUES)
What the f*** is that?
Okay, he's going to
a whole other place
right now.
(SHOUTING IN TONGUES)
You know what?
Maybe just run.
Get the f*** out of here.
Go, go, go, go, go.
No.
I'm not gonna run.
Finish him, Father McNally!
Finish him !
(HEAVY METAL PLAYING)
Here we go...
(BOTTLE CLANKS)
(PEOPLE GASP)
Geez. He went down like
a sack of potatoes, huh?
(PEOPLE CHATTERING ANGRILY)
What is the matter
with you?
You know, we've known
Father McNally for 30 years.
30 years! 30 years.
30 years.
I ought to
rip off your head !
(CLAMORING)
(BARKING)
DONNY:
Gerald !I'm sorry.
Sorry's not gonna keep you
from burning in hell, Todd.
Hey, this is
all my fault.
I shouldn't have hit
the guy with the bottle.
I'm, like,
a moron over here.
No, now, Donny,
I will not let you take
the blame for this.
You had to do it.
You saved his life again.
And you looked
very sexy doing it.
Why was the sound
of that bottle so familiar?
Todd is such a loser.
(PEOPLE MURMURING)
Here comes your girl.
Here we go.
Jame, I'm sorry,
but, look,
you got to admit,
I stood up for myself
back there.
Do you have f***ing rocks
in your head, Todd?
No.
Well, where are we
gonna get married now?
We got kicked out
of the church !
Jame. . .
What is
everybody's problem?
You were awesome
out there.
You kicked ass.
You should be
proud of yourself.
Proud of myself?
For what?
I got my ass kicked,
and everyone's
pissed off at me.
And, by the way,
thanks for
the fatherly advice, guy.
That's the last time
I listen to you.
Aw...
(PEOPLE CHATTERING ANGRILY)
CHAD:
I'm gonna choke him out!He's an a**hole!
I'm gonna choke him out.
I'm just gonna
choke him out.
Hey, guys, guys?
Can I just say
something before
we all turn on Todd?
Churches freak the kid out,
After the explosion,
all that was
left of his dad
was, like, a kneecap and
a little bit of nut sack.
(WOMEN COO SYMPATHETICALLY)
It was supposed to be
a closed casket,
but there was a foul-up
at the mortuary,
and he actually saw
a squirrel
run into the coffin
and, uh, kind of. . .
squeak out of there with his
dad's ball bag in his mouth.
You know, that's gonna
f*** any of us up, so. . .
(GROANS)
Aw...
So you actually knew
Todd's father?
Of course I knew the guy.
He was,
uh, he was handsome,
he had f***ing great hair,
uh, a Jedi with
the chicks.
Went down on girls
for a wicked long time
'cause he was a giver
and he wanted to see
others be happy.
Oh, I wish I could
have met him.
Sounds like a gentleman.
Was he there enough
for the kid?
No, maybe not.
But, uh,
y-you know, he probably
felt bad about it.
You know,
and there's nothing he can
do about it now, so, uh. . .
Toddsy.
Oh, Todd.
I had no idea.
(SIGHS)
Poor thing.
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah.
It's fine, but
sometimes I do
still have nightmares.
Oh, boy.
That squirrel and
its demonic eyes.
Tiny piece of skin
flapping in its mouth.
One lone scraggly hair.
A pubic hair.
I mean, maybe this is
a blessing, though, guys.
Do we really want
Father McNutty
to be the one
who brings these
two guys together?
I mean, I don't
think so.
I'm pretty tied into
the church crowd,
Rageaholics Anonymous
and whatnot.
I could find
a priest for you.
I mean, what type
are we looking for?
Maybe a younger guy.
Younger guy.
Oh. Now, I like that.
It's very urban,
very street.
GERALD:
Okay.But that still
doesn't get us a church.
Well, I'll tell you where
I would tie the knot
if I was these
two sexy kids.
(NOTHlNG BUT THE BEST PLAYING)
l like to eat lobster
Directly from Maine
Oh, Donny, this is
just such a great idea.
Thanks.
Don't you love
the pergola?
They're gorgeous!
You know what,
maybe a little more
girly sh*t up on the arch.
Oh, you know,
you're right.
Excuse me,
sir, put some more
girly sh*t up there.
Calling all ladies!
The bus for
the bachelorette party
is here! Come on !
Honey, you guys have fun
at the bachelor party!
Okay.
Don't get too crazy.
Know your limits.
Okay.
We're having
a bachelor party?
That's, like,
my thing, man.
Hookers, blow,
balloons filled with piss.
I mean, the sky's
the limit, kid.
No, no, no. Donny,
uh, w-we're all set.
I have arranged
a very special evening
for us tonight.
(LAUGHS)
This is gonna
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