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so they're protesting.

And if they protest, will that make

the White Tower serve them?

No, the owners of that place

are damn racists.

Makes me so mad.

I bet they call themselves

Christians, too.

Grandpa says you might find a job

if you were more Christian.

Ah, your grandpa's full of crap.

Grandpa says you're the one full of crap.

Excuse me?

Well, you're always going on

about what's wrong with people,

but you don't do anything about it.

You just complain.

Close to 100 demonstrators

stepped out to protest

the whites-only policy

of the White Tower restaurant

in downtown Baltimore.

The activists were met

with some resistance

from supporters of segregation.

I think that, uh, as much

as we regret it, integration is here,

and I would like to be able to do

as much as I can to prevent it coming.

But one white woman

and her son actually showed up

to march with the Negroes.

The owners of the White Tower restaurant

should be ashamed of themselves.

This is Baltimore, not Nazi Germany.

And what about you,

young man? Why are you here?

I'm here

because I don't like racists,

and because I'm a nonconformist

like my mom.

That's my boy.

What were you thinking?

I was trying to teach

your grandson a lesson.

"Judge not, lest ye be judged."

What about the neighbors?

What do you care

what nosy old Mrs. Mosley thinks?

You really are one selfish SOB.

Just 'cause you read

the goddamn Bible every night,

you think you're

so high and mighty and moral,

when there are people out there

who are actually,

really, truly suffering...

- You know, I've got some cold cuts...

- Mother, it's all...

You have no right

to lecture me about morality.

You can take your morals

and shove them up your ass.

May the Lord have mercy

on your soul, Madalyn.

Ooh, the Lord.

I'm quaking in my boots.

Where was the Lord

when I got knocked up, huh?

Where is the Lord now?

What, Mother?

I believe we need

a spiritual revolution in America.

We need a revolt against materialism,

a revolt against crime,

a revolt against the emphasis on sex,

a revolt against the sins...

It's like I keep telling you,

it's just case after case down there.

Such a shame.

And then I've got

this Negro girl with a baby,

who got thrown out of her home,

and there is no place to put her.

I mean, no place whatsoever.

- We have looked...

- Mom.

Just a sec, Bill.

No idea why I went into social work.

I thought I could help people.

But I can't.

There's too much red tape...

- Mom!

- Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

I said, "Just a sec."

Now you be good for Grandma, right, Garth?

You can find everything

that you've been searching for in Christ.

And I'd better not come home and find

my son watching that claptrap with you.

I don't want him getting any ideas.

I'm gonna get in trouble again.

Well, it's not my fault

you missed the bus.

Okay. All right, I'll talk to the teacher

if I have to, okay?

Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name...

- We are not making a habit of this.

- I know.

- You've gotta start getting up earlier.

- I know.

What the hell is that?

Oh, don't tell me

that's the Lord's Prayer.

- Yeah.

- What are you...

- You gotta be kidding me.

- They make us say it every day.

- They make you read the Bible, too?

- Uh-huh.

I told the teacher I don't believe

in prayer and asked to be excused.

And what did she say?

She said we all

have to bow our heads and pray.

Oh...

and the power and the glory.

- Amen.

- What the hell's going on in here?

Excuse me?

If I wanted my son

to learn the Lord's Prayer,

I would've sent him

to goddamn Catholic school.

- Mrs. Murray...

- Ms. Murray.

Ms. Murray...

this is our morning devotion.

Well, I would like my son excused

from the morning devotion.

- You don't want him to...

- Mmm-mmm.

I've never heard of anything

like this in my life.

Well, Mrs.... uh, Lutz, is it?

My son, like myself, is an atheist.

- Isn't that right, Bill?

- Uh-huh.

I cannot excuse your son

from the morning devotion.

It is required by the board,

and it is the law.

The law?

Have you heard about the Constitution,

by any chance?

Kids, I hope

she's not teaching you history,

because, apparently,

she flunked that class.

In the Constitution, there is something

called the First Amendment.

And that protects

the freedom of speech and religion.

Are there any Jews in the class?

Do your parents know

that you are being forced to recite

- this archaic drivel?

- Ms. Murray!

- I'm just trying to make a point.

- Obviously.

The school board cannot force my son

to pray, or anyone else for that matter.

So... sue them.

First of all, can I just say,

it is wonderful to see you all again.

Garth.

Lose a few pounds?

You're looking good.

Robin... did you miss me?

- For f***'s sake, David, get to the point.

- Hey, I'm with you.

I wanna keep this reunion

as brief as possible.

So here's the deal.

- Tomorrow...

- Wait, tomorrow?

- What about the dogs?

- Don't worry, sweetie.

Tomorrow...

you're gonna write us a little check,

and then we will be happy

to get you the hell out of this place.

A check?

I'm gonna make this easy on you, Madalyn.

What we want is just a drop in the bucket.

And what is that?

A million dollars.

For f***'s sake...

- It's not a f***ing joke, lady.

- Uh, listen...

I don't know what this guy's told you,

but my organization

is a nonprofit organization.

- There's no money...

- In theory,

American Atheists is a nonprofit, but...

but we both know that there are

a few offshore accounts

that will not bear that out.

New Zealand, for example.

What is this sh*t?

Hello?

Hello?

Jesus.

Mr. Ferguson, Roy Collier.

I work for Madalyn.

Where did you get my name?

You covered our protests of the courthouse

nativity scene last Christmas.

Thought you could use

a real story for once.

And all three of them, they lived here?

They were inseparable.

Nobody thought that was kind of weird?

Trust me, there's a lot of weird sh*t

going on in this family.

- Mr. Ferguson...

- Call me Jack.

Jack.

I think something

really bad's happened here,

but nobody seems to believe me.

- Not even the people at American Atheists?

- No, she's done this before.

Disappeared for a few weeks,

popped up in Mexico.

They think this may be

another one of her fundraising ploys.

I'd be inclined to believe 'em.

No, she would have left me instructions.

And she never would've left

the dogs behind.

Okay, look, Roy.

This isn't really my area of expertise.

Then why did you come?

Well, I thought

there might be a story here.

Jackpot.

Passports.

Still doesn't prove

that they're not just out of town.

Okay, let's say you're right.

Let's say they were kidnapped.

- Or worse.

- What about Robin's father?

- Bill Jr.?

- Yeah.

He hasn't spoken to his family in years.

His ass won't even

file a missing person's report.

Well, then he should be

at the top of your list.

No. No.

Bill and his mom may have had some issues,

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