Let's go.
Hurry it up.
Let's go. Come on. Two blind mice.
Let's go, Jimmy.
Come on.
Chicken shit.
- Right here, Jimmy. - Line them up.
Fucking pussies.
Gentleman, when you feel your brother tap you on the shoulder,
tilt your fucking head back,
open those pretty little mouths of yours,
and take a drink-ey!
If you cannot hold your liquor, you will not be in the Pi Xi Brotherhood.
It's a liquid picnic, boys. Who's thirsty?
Come on, open your mouth.
Hold on, hold on.
I don't think funny boy's had enough to drink.
What do you think, funny boy?
You want another?
Open up.
Comedian.
Gentlemen, let's take a nature walk.
Boys, follow Steven. Don't fucking trip.
Don't be a fucking spazz. Let's go.
♪ Walking in the woods ♪
- That's it, boys. - All right, brothers.
Get the fuck up!
Come on.
Wire style.
All right, choir, boys. Take a fucking knee.
Right.
You wanna be here,
a part of this brotherhood, a part of this fraternity,
then this is what we have to do.
Now,
if you'd like that dream to be a reality,
you will chant
the oath of Xi.
Fucking say it.
Three fucking times. Say the fucking oath of Xi now.
I believe in the importance of lifelong friendships, loyalty and virtue.
Louder!
I will forever honor our founding fathers.
I pledge to carry out the virtues of the Pi Xi...
- Fucking louder! - To the best of my ability.
I believe in the importance of lifelong friendships, loyalty and virtue.
I will forever honor our founding fathers!
I pledge to carry out the virtues of the Pi Xi to the best of my ability.
Keep it going!
I'll tell you when to fucking stop! I'll tell you when to fucking stop!
- Louder! - I will forever honor our founding fathers.
I pledge to carry out the virtues of the Pi Xi to the best of my ability.
Take your blindfolds off.
Fuck!
- They fucking left. - They totally left us.
Where'd we come from, guys?
I don't know.
Does anyone have any idea?
That's fucking disgusting.
Sorry.
Let's go this way.
Let's fucking go somewhere, guys.
- Shoot. - What's the matter?
Sorry.
Dropped my cellphone.
Oh, God.
Oh, God. Oh.
I gotta turn the light on, Jim. I can't see.
Uh, what time is it?
- Oh, it's like 6:30. - 6:30?
You know, I thought it was the middle of the night.
Here it is. Oh.
It was right in front of me.
You gotta learn how to turn down the sound on that when you're texting on that dumb thing.
I know, I gotta get the kids to show me how to do that. I don't know how to do that.
- Can you turn off that light, please? - Oh, sorry, hon.
You know, what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna go down.
Wait, did you remember to get bread?
Yeah. It's on the counter.
Okay, good. I'm gonna go down and say my rosary.
And let you sleep for 10 minutes.
Did you hear anything from Jimmy?
I don't know. I can't see this stupid thing.
Use your readers.
I lost the dumb readers.
- I can't see. - Use mine.
Oh, thanks, hon.
Oh.
Oh, God. Yours are so much better than mine.
- Darn it. - What?
Text at 3:00 a.m. in the morning.
What the hell, Jim?
What is he doing up till 3:00 a.m. in the morning?
Oh, relax. He's probably watching Monday Night Football.
- What? - He's watching football.
Well, how the hell late does Monday Night Football go?
And he was supposed to call me to go over that mission thing.
You gotta leave the boy alone.
I am leaving him alone, Jim.
I just wanna help him go over the pledge thing.
Maybe he doesn't want you to help.
I know. I just...
don't want him to get nervous and forget.
He's not gonna get nervous and forget.
Can you stop?
Never should've sent him this year. That was so stupid.
Can you stop, please?
I thought you said you were gonna let me sleep for another 10.
You know who I blame?
Who?
That asshole, Miss Higgins.
- Who? - His Pre-K teacher.
The fat one. Miss Higgins that you said would've been pretty if she wasn't so fat.
Remember she called me the day of kindergarten registration
and she said Jimmy should not be staying back in pre-K
because he was way too socially advanced,
and then he was way too young for kindergarten, way too young for first grade.
He couldn't even read, and now he's way too young for college.
This is a disaster, Jim.
If I have a heart attack, it's because of you.
Jim, I swear to God, if you have a heart attack, we're screwed.
I have zero skills.
What the hell would I do?
You gotta stop.
I thought you were gonna let me sleep for another 10.
You know what I should do, Jim?
I should start a novena to St. Augustine.
'Cause apparently he was a big asshole, too.
I pray now for my family and for peace in the world.
Especially for Jim, Jimmy, Kelly, Ciara, Sean.
And all those who are suffering.
Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God...
Shit! Damn it. Sorry.
I have to make the lunches. Stupid thing.
Okay. Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb...
Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee...
Sorry. Damn it!
Kids!
Kelly, Ciara, if you wanna take showers, you gotta do it now.
You gotta do it right now, if you want showers, guys.
Seany, you can sleep 10 more minutes.
Kelly and Ciara, have the decency to answer your mother.
Answer your mother!
Nice. Kelly and Ciara, now you woke your father.
Get up! Rise and shine, guys.
Rise and shine. You're gonna be late.
The neighbors hate us. Go.
- Come on. Hustle! Hustle! - Hurry up!
My, God, Kelly, put the top down. You look like a hooker.
- Kelly, put the top down. - Oh, my God, Mom.
- What, Sean? - Mom, said you're making me late.
Ciara, skirt down.
You are so annoying.
How am I annoying? Mom said call.
Okay, listen. Let's be nice.
Start nice. Start the day off nice and fresh. We're not gonna fight.
All right?
Now, kids, let's call Jimmy and see if he's up.
- Mom! - What? I just wanna make sure he's up for class.
He's definitely not.
Okay. How do you know that, Kelly?
Mom, you call every day. He's not stupid.
He knows it's you calling from my phone. So why don't you just call him yourself?
Do me a favor, and just once,
you follow the one rule that I've been teaching you since you were a kid,
and honor your mother and father and call your brother Jimmy.
Or I swear to God, Kelly, you know what I'm gonna do?
- I'm taking the phone away from you permanently. - No you will not.
- Shut up, Ciara. - Okay, Ciara. You know what?
Seriously, that is really annoying, so please don't chime in.
And, Kelly, I'm gonna tell you something.
If you're ugly on the inside, pretty on the outside, no one likes you.
So you know what? Call your brother Jimmy.
Mom, when I'm in college, I'll answer.
Shut up, Sean!
That's not okay. It's so early, and that kind of talk is just sad.
And you know what, Sean?
What?
You get to call Jimmy.
- Yeah. - Hi, it's Mom.
I know.
- How'd you know? - 'Cause you call me every day.
You know what, Jimmy. You're really lucky that I call you every day
because you wanna know something?
People in Tijuana have no one to call them
because they live in tires and they have no phone reception.
So why don't you feel lucky?
And you know what?
I got the kids here, and we all just want to say we love you.
We hope your... Guys, say, "We love you" to Jimmy.
- Hi, Jimmy. - "We love you, Jimmy."
Hi, you guys.
Why don't you all talk to Vergil?
Hi, Vergil.
Oh, Hey, guys. Uh, good morning, Mrs. O'Brien.
Good morning, honey.
We're just checking to make sure you boys are up for class.
Oh, yeah, we are totally, 100% up. Um...
Jimmy was just at the gym doing crunches, and, uh, we're hitting the books now.
That's good, Jimmy. Mind, body and spirit.
- Jimmy? - Yeah.
Are you really up for class?
Mmm-hmm. Yeah. No, I just got out of the shower.
I'm actually about to rush out the door right now to go to class.
Wait, wait. Before you rush out the door to class, listen to me.
I want you to say that pledge thing one more time, hon.
Because you gotta know it cold. And if you practice it today,
tonight you'll be like, "Thank God, Mom had me say it today."
- Do I actually have to? - Yes.
All right. I believe in the importance of lifelong friendships, loyalty and virtue.
Jim. "Virtue." Hit it. Hit the T's.
And remember I told you, hit the T's. Enunciate. Go ahead.
I pledge to carry out the, uh, virtue
of the Pi Xis to the best of my ability, and, uh...
Always living...
Always living by the guide of... honor and virtue,
love and friendship of my fellow brothers
and the brothers that came before me.
Yeah, Jimmy. Frat boy!
Jimmy! Frat boy!
Nice, Jimmy Frat Boy.
Jimmy... Jimmy, seriously, I'm not kidding,
that was so good and I'm so proud of you. I told you you could memorize.
You didn't think you could memorize, 'cause that teacher
knocked your confidence in high school, but you can memorize, son.
All right, I'm gonna go.
Don't go yet. Wait. I've one more thing I'm gonna tell you, okay?
I'm just pulling up to the school.
Oh, my God. There's Sister...
You guys gotta hustle. Get your bags together.
Where the hell is your phone?
Okay. Okay. All right. All right, go guys. Go, go, go, go, go!
Seany, I'm just gonna keep your phone.
One more sec... Oh, damn it.
Just go out. Slide it shut.
Seany, I'm gonna keep your phone, okay, doll?
- You do this every day, Mom. - I know.
Just go to school, you're late.
Sorry, Sister. Oh, God. We're so late.
Yeah. You know I can hear you, right?
- Okay, well, it's true. - So listen...
You gentlemen wanna be Pi Xi, you're gonna have to bleed...
for Pi Xi.
Fuck you.
- What the fuck did you just say? - Nothing.
What the fuck'd you say, Jimmy? What's so fucking funny, Jimmy?
Get the fuck down!
Get on the fucking ground.
Okay, let's go!
Get on the ground, everyone.
Let's go, Jimmy. Let's go!
You annoying fucking bitch! Let's go!
I don't think you want it enough.
I don't think you should be in this fucking house right now.
This is fucking pathetic! Crawl!
Get the fuck up. Get the fuck up.
This is what we're gonna do. I want you all fucking pansies to come over here.
Get the fuck over there. This is what we're gonna do.
Fuck, boys. Get on the other side.
I want you to put your fucking shoulders next to each...
Go around me, you asshole!
- Mom. - What?
You say, "I believe in virtue." Do you know what that means?
Yeah. Yeah.
- Okay. What does it mean? - Um...
Mom, I know what it means.
- Huh? - I know. I know what it means.
Okay. It means "get your ass to mass."
I'm... I'm in a rush.
Get your ass up!
What do you fucking saying? You're lollygagging over here? Fuck you!
Don't fucking look at me. Don't fucking look at me!
He's such an asshole.
I like this. This is nice.
Maybe we could stay here all night.
Wouldn't you like that? That'd be fun.
- That'd be pretty fun if we just stayed here all night. - Shut the fuck up, dude.
- Shut up, Jimmy. Shut up. - Why won't he shut the fuck up?
You're not the fucking comedian anymore, baby.
I'll show you who's funny. Get out your phone, Vinny.
Jimmy loves to fucking talk.
This guy just thinks he's the funniest motherfucker in town.
I'll show you who's fucking funny.
What the fuck, dude?
You got fucking piss on you.
You're our fucking bitch.
- Just hurry the fuck up, dude! - Shut the fuck up.
Next time, you don't fucking make jokes because I'm the comedian here.
I'm the fucking funny guy here. You got that?
You're gonna be a great Pi Xi.
I cannot believe that fucking guy pissed on me!
It's okay, Jimmy. Calm down.
No, it's so fucking okay. That's crossing the fucking line, dude!
Seriously? And why me, like, what the fuck did I do?
We're crawling through fucking glass!
What's going on here? You guys all right?
No, we're not all right. I'm gonna fucking kill that guy.
Take it easy, bro. Relax. It's just gonna be a fucking memory.
Yeah. Bad memory.
Come on, guys. We gotta go.
Let's get out of here. This guy is fucking crazy. Come on. Let's go.
Is there something wrong with me?
Ciara, how do you do this?
- Stop. - Okay, you do that.
Oh, honey.
Oh, wait, wait. Don't put it all away. I love this.
I love salt potatoes. They're my weakness.
I'm such a fatty.
- Do me a favor. - What?
- Can you call Jimmy for me? - Mom.
Do what your mother asked for.
- She's driving us crazy. - Yes.
- Me too. - Jim.
- "Call Jimmy." - Oh, nice.
Put him on speaker. It's on speaker?
- Sean? - Hey, what's up? Mom wanted me to call you.
Hi, Jimmy.
- Hey, Mrs. O'Brien. - Hi, Vergil.
- How are you, hon? - Your boy looks real nice.
Hey, congratulations.
You guys made it. This is great.
- Thanks, Dad. - Thanks, Mr. O'Brien.
Hey, after the initiation,
text your mother, 'cause she's driving me crazy. All right?
No, wait, wait. Jimmy, don't text me, call me.
Now, listen. When you do that, that speech...
The pledge... You just do what I told you.
Just say it right out 'cause you got it, honey. We worked on it.
You just gotta enunciate. Do not mumble.
All right. Okay. Love you, Mom. I'll talk to you later.
He hung up.
- That is such an asshole move. - Mom.
It is.
I believe in the importance of virtue.
I believe in loyalty, friendship and the honor our founding fathers have bestowed upon us.
I pledge to carry out the virtues of the Pi Xis,
living each day under virtues of my fellow brothers
and the brothers that have gone before me.
Brothers, pin your pledges.
Gentlemen, it's time to unplug.
Let's fucking party, yeah?
Pi Xi! Pi Xi! Pi Xi! Pi Xi!
I'm so worried.
You know, I looked at his canvas.
It's not good.
What the hell's a canvas?
It's the thing where, like,
in college you can look at their grades or their attendance if you have their code.
Is he failing?
No.
But he's definitely skipping, I can tell.
Which makes me so mad.
You work so hard.
Paying that tuition, the fricking kid's skipping.
Jim, you should call him.
He's fine. Gets through rush...
get in that frat.
It'll be the best thing for him. They won't let him skip class.
Trust me.
They turn boys into men.
Man!
Come on, dawg.
Who runs with their hands in their pockets?
- What's up? - Stevie.
- How you doing, baby?
- How are you? - Good. Let me get some shit.
- You sipping tonight? - Eh, got some shit going on.
Mmm-hmm.
Uh, how much?
Shoot me $75 for the coke, and shoot me $18 for the Xanax.
DZ... DZL... All right, fellows.
I'll see you later. You have a good night.
Jimmy. Jimmy, Jimmy! What's up, bud?
I'm gonna take care of you, all right?
- All right. - You're gonna be a good one. I'm really glad you're here.
- Good. - Okay?
- I'm glad to be here. - You're good.
Just man the fuck up, all right? Just man the fuck up.
I'm thirsty.
Hey. How you doing, bud?
Welcome to the brotherhood.
- Hey, drink. - Cheers.
Yeah! That's my boy.
Tucker, bring us shots over here.
- We're doing some shots, all right? - No, I'm good.
We're gonna take a shot. Pi Xi, baby! This is what we do.
Here you go, man. One for you, one for me.
- Welcome, baby! - Yeah, Pi Xi!
- Pi Xi! - Pi Xi!
We're fucking doing another one. Let's do it.
- Come on. Boom! - Pi Xi.
One more. My man.
You all right? Come on man up, baby, man up.
You'll be doing a lot of this, all right?
Let's get it on! Yeah!
Let's get fucked up tonight, baby!
It's not about you tonight, Barb.
But it could be.
Stop.
Hey, get the fuck out of here, I got to piss.
Steven, I need my phone. I need to call an Uber and get him home.
Get him the fuck out of here or I'm going to piss in your fucking face again, bitch.
- Jimmy, come on. - You got to go.
Sorry.
Come on. I'm sorry.
Yeah, could you just hold him real quick.
Yeah. What the hell did he drink?
Jessie, get the fuck off him. He's fine.
- He's really sick. - He's fine, Jessie.
Get the fuck out here.
No, he's not. He's really sick.
Get to my fucking room right now, or I'm gonna send you home.
Get up.
- Steven. - Get up.
You got to give me my phone, man. He's not okay.
- Hmm? - My cell phone.
- Can you give me my cell phone. - Your what?
I need to call help, Steven. Help.
I need my phone, man.
Okay. All right. Don't worry about it.
Hey, someone get this kid the fuck out of here.
Not funny. Ha-ha. Not funny.
Bye-bye, Vergil.
- There you go, buddy. - That's done.
Want something to drink, kid? There you go.
Jimmy, fucking relax.
Pi Si Xi! Pi Si Xi! Pi Si Xi!
Jimmy. Come on.
Jimmy.
Where is Steven? Where's... Where's Steven?
Can you say that one more time? Without being a pussy.
Where is Steven?
- He's up there. - I need my phone. Where is Steven?
He fucking has all the phones.
I need my phone.
No, Steven, I need my phone.
- Jimmy's not okay. - Get the fuck out.
You ever come into my fucking room again,
I'll toss your ass down the steps. Okay?
Phones.
The party's over. Take your fucking phones.
Little brothers, take your phones and shit.
- Let's go, guys. - There you go, Jimmy.
Take your fucking phones.
Phones over here.
Fucking over.
Bye, dudes.
Another successful night.
You're fine, Jimmy.
- Time to go, buddy. - Yeah, I'm checking on him now.
- Time to go. - I'm gonna bring him some water.
He's non-responsive. He's not okay.
Who the fuck are you talking to? He's fine. Everybody go.
You should call an ambulance.
- He's just fucking drunk. - Shit, I don't think he's doing too good.
Shut the fuck up, Vinny!
- Call the fucking ambulance. - Shut the fuck up, he's fine!
Fucking pussy!
- You fucker! - Call the fucking ambulance.
You're the fucking president of this fraternity, man.
Go fuck off. Shut the fuck up. He's fine.
- Fucking call an ambulance right now. - Everybody's fine.
Get the fuck out!
Shut the fuck up!
This is my fucking frat. Fuck all you guys.
This is my fucking house.
- He might need help. - Get the fuck out!
Jimmy, can you hear me?
He's not responding, guys. Let's get him out of here.
Stay with us, Jimmy.
Jimmy, can you hear me now?
Hello.
Is this Jimmy O'Brien's mother?
As you can see, it is a very somber night at the university,
as freshman Jimmy O'Brien remains in a coma.
The freshman from upstate New York
reportedly had a lethal dosage of alcohol mixed with Xanax.
We're here tonight to say a prayer for Jimmy O'Brien,
a freshman at our New York State University.
As your President, I would like to express my support to our whole student body
and to the O'Brien family.
And now, could we all bow our heads...
Through this holy anointing,
may the Lord, in his love and wisdom,
help you with the grace of the Holy Spirit.
May the Lord who frees you from sin
save you and raise you up.
My brothers and sisters, let us pray.
In the words our savior gave us.
Our Father...
Who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy Name,
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
May almighty God bless you.
In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
Ready?
Yeah.
And forever as he brings the same great joy to those in Heaven
as he did to those who he so loved here on Earth.
May God bless and keep Jimmy,
and may we all keep the O'Brien family in our hearts...
- Hey, Jim. - Hey.
What's that?
It's dinner.
We gotta make sure we thank the neighbors.
What's that?
It's a letter from New York State University.
"Dear Mr. and Mrs. O'Brien."
"It is the sad duty of this office to inform you
"that after a extensive State Police Department investigation
"into the tragic death of your son Jim, Jr.,"
"and through a review by outside council,"
"all parties have concluded and found the University not liable for Jim's death."
"We continue to be at your service,
"but will consider this matter closed. "President Timmons."
So, no one's liable?
That's right.
I spoke to the President of Pi Xi today.
And he...
They ruled just like the paper that...
Jim was the one that should've been responsible for what he drank that night.
That's bullshit.
What about the Xanax?
We got to move on.
Shit! Mom, we're out of everything!
Can I have money for lunch?
We're gonna be late.
Come on, come on, come on.
I love you. If you need anything, just text me, okay?
Bye, Mom.
Barb, maybe you should...
think about getting a part-time job.
Volunteer or something.
You think?
Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women, blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen. You have to help me.
Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary...
blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Oh, shit.
Guys, rise and shine.
Rise and shine.
Hail Mary, full of grace...
Pancakes were excellent.
Oh, good. I'm so glad, Jim.
Hey, Mom. Are you okay now?
I better be, right?
I mean, how much longer can I sit around feeling sorry for myself and smoking?
Seriously, Jimmy would kill you for smoking.
Yeah, 'cause all he ever did was mock you for quitting
'cause you made that bet with Dad
that if you ever got a redhead you'd quit.
- That's not true. - Yes, it is.
'Cause you admitted to it last New Year's Eve
when you drank too much wine with Grandma.
Okay, Sean.
Everyone knows I drank too much wine with Grandma last year on New Year's Eve, it was stupid,
but let me tell you something else that's stupid.
I've been just sitting around... wallowing,
and I can't do that anymore.
I got to go away and do something important for your brother.
What? You're leaving?
Barbara, what's wrong with you?
- What? - What? Why don't you use the luggage?
Because our suitcases are moldy.
Hey, Mom, text me when you're there.
I will. Love you.
- Be good. - Love you.
My pants! Fricking lost weight.
You okay, Dad?
Yeah, I'm just thinking about an old friend.
All right, let's get ready for school.
Girls, check your skirts.
Yeah, hi. Senator Daly's office.
I'd like to leave a personal message for Senator Daly.
I'm an old fraternity brother, and I'm just reaching out to say hello.
Jim. Hi.
No, honestly, Jim, I feel good.
For the first time in weeks.
So I called, uh, one of my buddies from the fraternity,
and, uh... he said he could help us out.
Yeah.
Hey, kids, I'm here!
Hang on a second. I got to figure out where I'm going.
Let me look at my directions. I'll call you right back.
Yikes.
Okay. Asshole.
Freak!
Directions to Cleveland, Ohio.
Getting directions to Cleveland, Ohio.
Thank you for calling Good Morning Cleveland.
How may I help you?
Hi. My name's Barbara O'Brien,
and I have an idea for a story...
Oh, I'm so sorry.
We're six weeks out on news stories.
Shit.
Shit...
Hi.
My name's Barbara O'Brien,
and I wanted to talk to you about your son.
We don't talk to the press.
I'm not the press.
I lost my son, too.
I lost my son like you did.
I have... I have the article about your son.
I read about him and I read about a lot of other mothers just like us.
And I have...
Sorry.
You want lemonade?
That'd be great. I... I just...
drove all the way from upstate New York and...
Really appreciate that.
But, um...
Thank you.
My husband has a friend who works in Washington D.C. as a senator.
If you just let me record you, I just wanted to get stories from all these mothers.
I mean, I have other boys, too.
I spoke with the university, and they say it was my son's fault.
They told us that too,
and that is bullshit and you know it.
- They tell you that, too? - Yes.
If you'll just let me record you...
Just tell the story of your son.
Then I can help your boy and my boy,
and the memory...
You have to go.
I will do it.
Okay. Just talk about your son.
Okay.
My son, Carlos...
died in a frat hazing incident.
They say that it was his fault in the university.
But his body was all cut up.
Directions to Fort Wayne, Indiana.
Getting directions to Fort Wayne, Indiana.
Baltimore AM, May I help you?
Hi. My name's Barbara O'Brien.
And I have an idea for a story idea
that you guys could maybe do about a boy
that was killed in a, um, frat hazing incident.
And he was, uh, actually my son.
We're five weeks out on stories.
I'm sorry.
Shit!
Stupid asses.
Hey, Barbara, call me when you can. Sean's having a hard time.
Jim.
Hello. I'm trying to reach Barbara O'Brien. This is Senator Bob Daly.
What? Oh, shit. I'm sorry.
Senator. I'm... I'm so sorry.
Well, I appreciate you calling me. Thank you so much.
Oh, that's okay. Listen, uh, I don't know if you knew or not,
but your husband and I were fraternity members at Westerly,
and, uh, well, I just wanted to offer my condolences
on the passing of your... your son, Jimmy.
I know it must've been very difficult for you.
Your husband, Jim and I, we were... we were on crew together,
and, well, if there's ever anything I can do, you just let me know.
Yes, well, um...
Hang on, I'm driving.
Um, we... are just trying to make a change.
And it's just crazy what's going on with these fraternities, as you know,
and, I mean, how many kids have to die
before someone's liable, right?
Well, like I said, uh,
you know, if there's ever anything I can do, you just let me know.
Uh, your husband was a frat brother and...
Well, once a brother, always a brother, hmm?
You know what, Senator?
We need someone in the government to help us
pass laws to change everything.
I have all these videos that are just unbelievable of these moms.
And the different stories, it just makes you sick...
I understand, this must be hard.
All right. Well, you know what?
Senator, I'm really gonna take you up on that. I mean it.
My pleasure. Nice talking to you, Barbara.
'We need adult supervision 24/7 in the fraternities...
- Text Dad. - What do you wanna say?
- Hi. I'm Barbara. - Hi, Barbara. I'm Stephanie.
- Won't you come in? - Okay, thanks.
- I want to tell you first how sorry I am about your son. - Thank you.
Okay. So I should be there probably, I don't know, in about an hour. Hello.
- How're you doing, ma'am? - Good. Thank you so much.
- Well, thank you. - How far am I to Wheeling, West Virginia?
Wheeling, West Virginia... Oh.
Text Dad.
What do you wanna say?
Jim, it's me. Call me back when you get this. You're probably at lunch.
I want to make sure the Senator is getting my message
that I'm gonna be there in three days, after Pittsburgh.
And let me know where I should stay outside of D.C. so it's not too expensive.
Can you book it for me?
Here's your message. Ready to send it?
On the night that he passed, the mortician said that he choked on his own vomit.
And that's what still bothers me.
'Cause when he was a little boy, he was always bigger than the other kids,
but he was always afraid of throwing up.
And the university investigator said that he... drank too much on his own.
But there was this one frat brother that he knew.
He was another good ballplayer who used to verse
and, uh, he was pledging too, and he came to the house...
on his own to...
After Greg passed, and he told me
that the head pledge leader of the fraternity
was making Greg do shot after shot,
and I asked why,
and he said that the leader said
that a farm boy should be able to handle liquor like a man.
"A man," Barb?
My boy just turned 18. I don't care how big he was.
He was just a kid.
I'm sorry.
Sorry.
Just give me a second.
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Shit!
Ho... ly... shit.
Oh, my goodness, she's very early.
- Oh. - Hi, Mrs. Donohue.
- I'm Barbara O'Brien. - I'm Mary.
Hi, Mary. I love your house. It's so nice.
I mean, my God.
I am so sorry to say that I have a meeting this afternoon that I can't get out of.
Oh, my God, you do?
I wouldn't have come today if you have a meeting.
- Is this an inconvenience? - Thank you.
We'll have an early dinner.
My husband has a flight first thing in the morning.
Okay. So what time do you wanna have dinner?
- 6:30 in the dining room. - Oh.
Julia. James, you please help her with her luggage.
It's actually in the back of my car.
If there's anything else you need just let me know.
Thank you... James.
Thank you, James.
Uh. Oh, F.
Shit!
Shitty shit shit!
I'm so sorry.
I don't know what happened.
I thought dinner was at 6:30.
Oh, Mary should've said 6:00. I have an early morning.
It was a miscommunication.
No, actually, I think it was definitely my fault.
I took a bath in your bathtub and I got so relaxed
that I literally passed out on the bed and woke up to my alarm
- I apologize. - She should've consulted my calendar. Wine?
I looked at the wrong calendar.
I... I'm sorry.
Don't call me "she," Tom, I'm sitting right here.
Is this a bad time?
Mary doesn't like details.
Would you like some wine?
Oh, yes, I'd love wine.
I'm 100% Irish, so I'm like a horse at a race track that's a thoroughbred.
That's what my husband always says.
Oh, my God.
This looks unbelievable. I haven't had a real meal since...
Well, I don't know, since I left home.
But, anyway, here is to our boys...
and I just wanted you to know that we're not alone.
There's a lot of other families that are just like us.
And I'm gonna go to Washington
and I'm gonna do this for our boys, and get the law changed.
And I'll never forget that you had me into your home.
Thanks so much.
I have videos from all these moms.
- And... - Videos? What kind of videos?
They're...
Oh. Cheers.
They're video... Oh, cheers. Thank you.
They're videos of other, um, families, mainly moms,
talking about exactly what happened.
That hazing is a criminal act and insane.
Well, it's tradition.
Well, yeah, but in the old days, there used to be adult presence in the fraternities.
- Like, when my husband... - If a child goes to the military, there's...
- Adult present at frat... - There's adult supervision in the army.
Look, what fraternity have you been at?
Thanks, Pete.
My grandmother liked Baileys Irish Cream so much we named our dog Baileys.
That's a great story.
Thank you.
It sounds like a fond memory, too.
I have an early flight, so I'm going to excuse myself.
Oh, my God, you have to go.
I, uh... I do.
I'm gonna give you a big fat hug.
Oh, that's all right. No, that's okay.
- I want thank you so much for coming. - Okay.
I mean, for me coming here.
Thank you. Thank you for coming.
- Thank you for having me. - I'll see you upstairs.
Do you wanna tell your story? I'll, uh, videotape.
I'm really not very good at that kind of thing.
No one's really good at that kind of thing,
but you have to do it for your boy
because otherwise, I have nothing to show
the Senator in Washington, D.C.
You're gonna stand right next to your boy,
and I'm gonna videotape you.
Back up there.
You're just gonna...
I'm getting really good at this.
When you're ready, Mary...
you're gonna tell me all about your son.
My son, Tommy...
He was my only son.
He was my only child.
And his father...
They were never very close.
But then Tommy went off to college,
and they found a connection.
Because Tommy wanted to rush his father's fraternity.
Call Dad.
Calling Dad.
Jim, it's me. Oh, my God.
You cannot not believe the Donohues' house.
It was insane. I got up early.
I could not even sleep. I was so excited. I have so many great tapes.
The wife was unbelievable.
And now I'm gonna head to Senator Daly's early,
'cause I just wanna go and check it out.
I googled his house and you should see it.
It's another splashy one.
It's literally like I'm doing a tour of the rich houses.
It's insane!
Anyway... Yeah, one bagel and a coffee.
Thank you. Here you go.
Here's a tip.
Um, anyway...
I'm going straight through.
I'm not gonna bother, um,
going to wherever you told me to go, Northern Virginia.
I'm just gonna go straight through and check out his joint.
Oh, my God.
Hi, sheep.
Ow!
Ow! Ow!
Hi. Thank you. Here's your ticket. Have a nice night.
Good afternoon.
Hi. This is Senator Daly's, right?
That's correct. Are you here to, um, to work the fundraising event?
Yes. Um, wait. Actually, no.
They gave me this shitty rental, and I'm actually here for the fundraiser.
Oh, you're attending the fundraiser?
Yes, I'm attending the fundraiser.
Actually, I need to get my, um, my fundraiser dress,
- because I go to a lot of fundraisers. - Okay.
This one will work.
Uh, just gotta get my shoes.
God, I hate to have to constantly go to fundraisers.
Um, okay. Thank you so much.
Are the keys in the car?
Um, yeah.
- That's what we do, right? - Great. Yes. Here's your parking ticket.
- Thanks a million. - Okay.
- Hi. - Welcome.
Thank you.
God, I look terrible!
Jim, you cannot believe it!
I'm at the Senator's house.
It is enormous! Splashy, splashy.
Oh, yeah?
I told you he was a nice guy, right?
He invited you.
Who invited you?
Oh, no!
Barbara, you can't just crash his party.
Jim, stop talking.
I have to go in. I love you. Bye.
Holy shit, he's right!
- Thank you. - Thank you so much for having us.
Hi. Doing a great job tonight.
Senator, thank you for taking our cheque.
- Anytime. - Elizabeth. Great to see you.
Very well, thank you. How about yourself?
Pretty well. You ready for a speech?
I am.
Ladies and gentlemen, for those of you who don't know me,
I'm Tom Donohue.
And I would like to take this opportunity
to make a toast to Senator Daly.
Thank you. Cheers, everyone. Thank you all for coming.
Without Bob's support, we at the frat pack
would not be able to stand as a brotherhood.
Because, as many of you know,
recently we've come under, uh, a good amount of negative publicity
that's been directed at this great American institution.
And why is that?
Because of a few...
just a few random incidents.
A few random incidents.
Despite my own son's tragic death.
On behalf of Tom, I would like to accept his responsibility for his own death.
- Thank you very much. - Thank you so much.
Senat... Senator Daly.
- Yes? - Hi.
I'm Jim O'Brien's wife.
Yes, Mrs. O'Brien.
I... I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow.
I don't normally do fundraisers.
- I'm sorry, everyone. - Yes. Everyone, this is Mrs. O'Brien.
Her husband and I were fraternity brothers.
Unfortunately, my husband couldn't be here tonight, though,
because he's home with my other kids.
Yes, which is wonderful. So why don't we...
Actually... Excuse me!
Not all of my children, though, because my son Jimmy...
is gone.
- Like... - Yes, yes. Very hard, Barbara.
Like Mr. Donohue's, and he...
experienced a random incident.
But in his pledge... Excuse me.
- Please. We have guests... - Excuse me. In his pledge...
he said that he believed...
in the importance of honor and virtue.
Okay. All right. That's... That's enough, Barbara.
- Excuse me. - Barbara, may I speak with you?
And the Senator was going to help me
because I have a lot of videos of other moms who lost their boys.
And we were going to try to change the legislation...
to stop hazing. But...
that doesn't seem like it's going to happen now.
Why not?
Because...
If you don't give a shit about your son,
how are you two gonna give a shit about mine?
All right, that's enough. That is enough.
Excuse me.
Um, I'm terribly sorry about that disturbance, everyone.
Please forgive it.
Ma'am, everything okay?
No!
Shit!
Damn it! Where are my keys?
Give me your ticket, ma'am. I'll get your...
I don't have the ticket. Give me my keys.
- I don't know which key's yours. - I gave you...
- I don't know which key's yours, ma'am. - Shit!
Which one...
Stupid!
Hey, Jim. I'm coming home.
It's stupid. I'm done.
Stupid thing.
It's Jimmy O'Brien.
I can't get to the phone right now
but if you leave a voicemail, I will get back to you as soon as I can.
Hey, Jimmy. It's Mom.
I... tried for you, buddy, but...
but it didn't work. So...
I'm heading home, okay, buddy?
Keep left onto I-380 for...
Oh, shut up.
Directions to Home.
Getting directions to Home.
Hi, Mom.
Hey, Kel. Is Dad home?
I keep trying to call him. He's not answering.
No. He's so annoying. He went to Val's again.
Who'd he go to Val's with?
I don't know. You seriously have to come home.
I know. I'm coming home tomorrow, Kelly.
The Senator was a joke.
Anyway, listen, don't tell Sean and Ciara that I'm coming home tomorrow
- because I want to surprise them. - Okay.
- I'm gonna try Dad again. Love you. - Okay. Bye.
It's my wife. She's not gonna give up.
Excuse me, Vergil.
Yeah, honey.
Jim.
What... What's going on? I called you, like, five times.
They pissed on him.
What are... What are you saying?
They tied him to a chair 'cause he passed out
because of all the alcohol they poured down his fucking throat,
and then they peed on him.
Jim, are you drunk? What are you saying to me?
They pissed on our son. I wanna kill this motherfucker.
Send her the fucking photos.
- Send her the fucking photos! - Okay.
What the...
Hey.
Can I get these vodka... Or whatever they are.
Uh, shot glasses too.
- Thank you. - Okay.
You can keep the change.
Have fun at the party.
This here gun's a very easy gun to operate.
Very good gun for beginners.
Okay, good.
Um, and... what about bullets?
Well, ma'am, those are extra.
But if you download our app, you get 10% off today and a coupon for a rifle.
Okay. I'm not really that technical.
You don't have to be technical, you just aim and pull the trigger.
I was actually talking about the app.
That's easy. My wife walked me through it. I can show you how.
That's... That's okay.
Actually, I'm just gonna take this gun and just two bullets, please.
Well...
there's 50 rounds to a box.
Oh, my gosh. I don't think I'm gonna need that many, I hope.
Well, maybe you can recycle.
- Do you recycle? - No.
Me neither.
I'm sorry. I'm gonna give you cash.
My husband gave me a ton of cash.
Just confirming that my card went through for the cottage?
Yes, O'Brien. Yes.
O-B-R-I-E-N. That's correct.
Okay. And I just want to ask one question.
It says in the ad it's secluded.
Okay, perfect.
Give it to me.
Prick.
Nope. You can't sing.
Life is good, dudes. Life is good, good, good.
Oh, my ass.
Hello.
Hello, Steven?
This is, um, Barbara O'Brien. Jimmy's mom.
Oh, shit.
Oh. Hi, Mrs. O'Brien.
What's going on?
My husband and I are heading out there today
for, um, the day
'cause we wanted to give you guys a cheque for the fraternity in Jimmy's name.
Wow! That...
That's... You don't have to do that.
That's... I mean...
No, actually, we really wanna do that because,
um, you guys did so much for him, and...
that's what my husband really wants to do.
Right, Jim?
It's O'Brien's mom. She's coming here. She wants to give us a cheque.
Um, that would be wonderful.
I mean, we would... We can always use the money.
The frat, uh, would be super-appreciative of that.
Thank you so much, Mrs. O'Brien.
Okay, thank you.
We'll be out there in, um, probably a couple hours.
Okay. Thanks so much.
- Well, I'm fucking confused. - And I'm fucking hungry.
- What do you guys want? Pizza? - Uh, yeah.
Order... Give me this.
Pepperoni?
- Oh, no. Shit. - Incoming.
This pizza's cold and burned.
Jesus Christ!
Who keeps calling you?
Nobody.
Don't do me any favors, asshole.
What the fuck is that?
- Hey! - Oh, shit.
Hey!
You want me to come down here or should I come there?
- No. We'll come down there. - Okay.
Uh, Vinny, go get the cheque.
I'm not going over there.
Go get the cheque, man. She's offering us money, so go get it.
Steve, you're the president.
Wait. She's giving you money?
- Yeah. She's giving... - Steven, go.
Seriously. Go.
Fucking pain in my ass.
Come in. You don't want to catch cold.
- Come on in. - All right.
All right.
How are ya?
It's been hard.
Still able to have parties, though, right?
Oh, we're just, you know, we're just hanging out. Just...
- That's fun. - Yeah.
That's really fun.
- So... - I wanna give you this cheque, though.
Because Jimmy, I know, would want you to have it.
I mean, you meant the world to him.
- I mean, you really don't have to that. It's fine. - I want to.
I want to.
But you know what I did? Damn it.
I left my pen and everything in the back seat.
- Okay. - I'm an idiot.
Oh, no.
Fuck.
Okay. So, let's see.
Oh, damn it!
Do you have, um... a light on your phone?
- 'Cause my phone is, like... - Yeah.
A hundred years old and I can't work it.
- I do. - It's dead.
Here you go.
- Okay. - Is it...
Oh, thank you so much.
- Did you drop it or something? - Yeah.
Oh. Here it is.
Here it is.
Here, it fucking is.
Oh, fuck.
Please, God.
Fuck. Please.
- Please don't kill me. - Start the car!
Okay. Okay.
Start the car.
Please...
What the fuck...
Oh, fuck.
Stop saying "Fuck."
Hands on your head.
Don't try...
Fuck!
Slow.
Walk.
- That way. - What do you want?
Move it!
And go down the stairs.
Down the stairs!
- I'm not going down there. - You're not going down the stairs?
One...
Jesus fucking Christ!
Oh, fuck.
- Oh, fuck. - Okay?
Go to the chair.
Sit down. Sit down. Sit down.
Oh, fuck.
Why didn't you call an ambulance for my son?
I did call an ambulance.
Why do you lie?
I'm not lying, okay?
Listen to me. A lot of people drank too much that night and I called the ambulance, okay?
I didn't want anybody to get hurt.
I swear to God, I didn't want anybody to get hurt.
- Please... - Are you sick of this?
Are you sick of this?
Have you had enough?
My son...
got to have a lot of drinks that night, didn't he?
That was thoughtful.
Maybe you'd like a little drink.
Don't move.
Have a shot.
Atta boy.
Ah, you drink up. There you go.
You feel better?
Let me ask you something.
Did my son get a glass that night?
I don't think so.
I think...
he got...
booze poured down his throat.
- Open up. - Okay!
That's a boy. That's a boy.
I want to make sure you get the same treatment...
- Oh, God. - My son got. Open up.
Thank you.
There. Now...
Oh, fuck, please put the fucking gun down.
Please. I'll do anything you want.
I'll do anything you want.
- Please, don't fucking shoot me. - You will?
Holy shit!
Don't...
say "Holy shit."
Don't swear in front of me, it's not polite.
Please.
I told my son,
"Don't have a bad habit of swearing like your mom,"
because I swear.
I have a bad temper sometimes.
And I said, "That's not classy, Jimmy. You shouldn't do that."
"Shouldn't make that a habit."
You know what else you shouldn't make a habit?
Of drinking too much.
Because you're the president, aren't you?
Aren't you the president of the fraternity? Yeah.
What? Huh?
- Yes, I'm the president. - I can't hear you.
I'm the president of the fraternity.
I thought so.
What do you believe in? Do you believe in...
honor?
I believe in honor.
- Friendship? - Friendship.
- Loyalty? - Loyalty.
And virtue.
- And virtue. - Did you just say... Did you say...
Did you just say, "I believe in friendship"?
Because you were quite a friend to my son.
I'm gonna offer you a non-alcoholic drink.
- We got to get you something non-alcoholic... - Oh, fuck!
So you don't make an ass of yourself
- in front of the important people... - Oh, my God.
- Please. - That come by, like maybe dignitaries.
- Here, here, here. - What is this?
Fucking bitch.
You fucking bitch!
You're fucking crazy!
- You pissed on my son. Right? - I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.
I didn't know what was gonna happen.
I'm sorry.
I'm s...
I'm sorry.
You know what?
I don't accept bad manners...
because when my kids had a play date
and we had a friend over that had bad manners,
I would always call the parents and say...
"Who fucked this kid up?"
You know why?
Because,
quite honestly, it's really hard when you have four kids
and they have a friend over and the friend's a jerk.
Because my son Jimmy,
has a sister Kelly,
a sister Ciara,
and a brother, Sean.
And my son,
he loved his big brother.
And now you're going to tell me
right now,
who killed my son?
And if you don't say I... I have to kill you.
- Please don't. - And then my son...
Please don't kill me.
Isn't gonna have a mother.
- Please. - Who killed my son?
You're gonna tell me who killed my son.
And I'm gonna call your mom and your dad.
When your parents answer the phone,
you're gonna tell them you killed Jimmy O'Brien.
Get it? Or I'm gonna pull the trigger.
On the count of three, okay?
Say it.
- Hello? - Mom?
Mom, it's... Mom, it's Steven.
Good boy.
Steven, what are you saying?
What are you saying, honey? You okay?
Put him on speaker.
Help me, Mom.
- Hmm. - I can't understand you, sweetie.
Mom.
Here's Dad. I'm gonna put you on speaker, hon.
Your dad's on.
I killed Jimmy O'Brien, Mom.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
- You had nothing to do with Jimmy O'Brien. - That's nonsense.
That is nonsense. That boy drank too much.
You had nothing to do with that, honey.
- Mom, please... - No.
Steven.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Where is he?
Steven!
Steven! No!
Steven!
Is this the campus police?
I want to report a student...
you need to go see at 26 1/2 Hoffman Lane.
Rise and shine!
Better than my cooking, I guess, huh?
Way better.
All right. Relax.
These are the best.
Can you go to the store and get me the shampoo I like?
Dad keeps getting me 2-in-1 and it literally...
Yeah, and he keeps buying whole wheat bread.
Seriously. Who does that?
Exactly.
How you doing?
Good.
Okay, guys. Okay.
Hop out, hop out. You're late.
Hop on out. We're late. Go, go, go, go, go!
- Love you. - You gotta get that door fixed, Mom.
- It's ridiculous. - I know, it's ridiculous.
All right, anyway, love you.
- Love you. - Bye, Mom. Love you.
Pick us up at 3:00.
Yeah. Don't be late.
Love you.
I'm so sorry.
I'm really sorry.
Sheriff Bond? Hi, it's Barbara O'Brien.
You down at the office?
Okay, I'm coming down.
Hello, Barb.
Just looking for you.
I'm gonna need you guys to step up. I...
I need you all to help me out.
I know. I got it.
How, Mrs. O'Brien, could you do something so barbaric?
Answer the question, Mrs. O'Brien.
Because he killed my son.
Well, why not at least make the Croissions suffer through the night
believing their son had died?
Because I thought of his mother.
You thought of his mother?
Yes.
- Were you friends? - No.
- Had you ever met before? - No.
Then why not let her suffer through the night the way you did?
Because...
no mother deserves to suffer
for more than two minutes
knowing her son has died.
Why?
Because...
It's unbearable.