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human being.
A prodigy, really.
You see, every now and then,
someone crosses our path
who will change the world
as we know it.
Andy is one of those people.
I hope you will support
all of our efforts
so very special.
We're so pleased
that you could visit.
You all right, hon?
You don't look so good.
Push, honey. Push!
That's it.
It's a boy.
He's a little angel.
No!
Andy?
Andy?
Who's in there with you?
My god, what happened?
You know what I want
for my birthday, mom?
Privacy. I want
some f***ing privacy!
Andy, you told me
that you'd be out for the night.
I was scared.
I didn't know who...
I didn't know who...
Happy birthday, honey.
Don't wait up
for me tonight, mom.
No rest for the weary.
Am I right?
Chet. I am...
A little weary.
Hey, hey, hey.
Why so glum, Cora?
Today's a beautiful day.
Something's happening to Andy,
something just terrible.
Ah, now, he's just
growing up, is all,
- becoming a man.
- No!
He's not my Andy anymore.
But he never really was, was he?
What?
What do you mean?
I think it'll just get messy
But that's just it.
- He's my son.
- No.
Stop fighting him.
Andy's real father
Andy's father
has no interest in him.
with a girlfriend in every port.
I can't imagine your ex
really understood
the agreement he made
back when he made it.
The agreement?
He offered you.
Who do you think
he offered you to?
Is it all coming back to you...
"Cora"?
Of course,
I wasn't there.
I only heard the story
a thousand times,
and I suppose the story
gets distorted over time,
but it happened.
And I have made my contribution.
I'd like to believe
that I've made a difference
in all this.
I have been blessed
to watch over you
all these years.
No. No!
And to watch over Andy,
to prepare the world
for this glorious day!
There's nothing
to be afraid of, Cora!
It's his time, is all!
Praise...
Praise his darkness.
Praise his darkness.
Andy, look at me.
Some lady came up to me today,
called me by my name.
Never seen her before
in my life.
Andy, look at me.
She said she knows my father...
Said he's been
waiting for me for a long time.
Andy, I am your mother,
and I demand
that you look at me.
She said I was
his only living son.
Whose son, mom?
You told me dad was
remarried and living
in Hollywood
with kids of his own.
He is.
He's had three wives
since I left him.
- What does she mean, mom?
- I don't know.
- She's crazy.
- What does she mean, mom?
What she said means nothing.
You are my son.
Do you hear me?
We have not lived
in town after town,
running from people
like this for no reason.
They're evil.
They have an agenda.
You're special.
You are. You always...
I'm more than that, mom!
Sometimes,
I just wanna hurt you...
Rip you to pieces.
Don't say things like that.
I have dreams
of an empire of misery.
Oh, honey, please stop
saying things like that.
I want you to kneel.
What?
I said kneel.
Kneel before me.
That's it.
Now crawl to me.
Oh, honey.
I wanna go live with dad now.
You're my boy.
You'll always be my boy.
I've got you, honey.
- Don't look at him.
Just close your eyes.
Listen to the story.
At first, you made me so unwell.
God, I had never felt so awful
I ate raw liver and saltines,
and other than that,
I couldn't keep a thing down.
You just took the life
out of me,
and you took and took
until one day,
I said, "I've had enough."
And I swear, honey,
deep in my belly,
you heard me cry.
You heard
how much pain I was in,
because you and I are bonded,
The perversion.
It's something unholy
they did to me.
And when I found out
those sick people
wanted you for their own,
I went to the doctor
I should have seen
in the first place,
and I told him our crazy story,
and Andy, Andy, he believed me.
And he gave us enough money
to leave the city,
and we've been running
ever since.
That doctor's kindness,
that's proof of god, Andy.
I had never learned
to take care of myself
until that day,
that day I found out
they wanted you for their own.
I had to choose
my old life or you,
and I chose you, Andy.
Please...
It's too late, mom.
He's too big.
Through the new schools
and the chickenpox
and the loneliness,
where was he?
He never made an appearance,
only now,
now that I've done
all the heavy lifting.
Well, I'm not finished.
He doesn't get
to make the choice.
You make it.
You make it.
Love you, mom.
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