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[uneasy music]
[suspenseful music]
[male voice echoing] Step right up.
[clock ticking]
[door creaks]
[footsteps approaching]
[door creaking]
[clock ticking]
[ominous music]
[woman over phone] Alana, I know that you're scared.
You're probably thinking, "Why is God doing this to me?
What did I do to deserve this?"
And, you know, sometimes God challenges us
to bring us to our highest self.
We just want you to know that we love you so much.
We love you so much, Jellybean.
And we can't wait to get our daughter back.
[sobbing]
[ominous music]
[sobbing]
[clock ticking]
[Alana sobbing] I break myself from every spirit of sexual perversion
in the name of Jesus.
I release myself from every spiritual pollution
emanating from my past sins of fornication
and sexual immorality in Jesus's name.
I release myself from every ancestral pollution in the name of Jesus.
I release myself from every dream's pollution in the name of Jesus.
Every spirit of sexual perversion working against my life,
be paralyzed, and get out of my life!
Every demon of sexual perversion assigned to my life,
be bound in the name of Jesus!
Oh, Lord, let the fire of sexual perversion
oppressing my life receive the fire of God!
[continues sobbing]
In the name, in the name of Jesus.
[man] So, why don't we, uh...
-Do you want to be Pat or Trick? -[boy] Huh?
[man] We're both named Patrick.
So I was thinking I could be Pat and you could be Trick.
Does that sound okay to you?
[clock ticking]
[Pat sips, gulps]
[inhales]
Patrick Sherman, October 22nd, 9:59 a.m.
First interview with Patrick Ableman.
Okay, Trick...
...how are you feeling?
Fine.
How are you feeling?
I can do this all on my own, but it'll go much faster if you help me out.
So, how are you feeling?
Nervous.
Hey.
Progress.
No need to be nervous.
How do you know my parents?
[snickers] I don't.
Not socially.
They called me because I have some experience in this area.
Fixing people?
I don't think you need fixing, Trick.
I think you were fine just the way you are.
Look... [sighs] if you don't want to be here,
you just say the word, and I'll take you home right now.
Okay, I would like to go home now, please.
But I think you should know that your parents are really concerned.
-And if you continue acting out... -Right.
-...I'm sure I don't have to tell you... -No.
...that I am the nice version of this.
-I get that. -Yeah.
[breath trembles]
Okay.
Just one question.
Are you happy?
No.
Why is that?
[sighs] Your mom says a lot of your friends are girls.
I guess.
Do you think that's healthy for a young man?
I don't know.
They're nice to me.
Sure.
Life isn't always about doing what's easy, Trick.
Your parents love you so much.
They just want you to be happy.
Don't you want that too?
I want to be happy.
Yeah, and to be part of a family.
[sobs] Yeah.
-And the community of the church. -[sobs]
You know, um, I talked to everybody over there...
...and you are just the absolute golden boy.
[chuckles] Everybody loves you.
And love in this world is precious.
It is limited.
You cannot waste it.
I have seen some people walk the road you're walking,
and... there's not a lot of love there.
[tuts]
If there were a pill that could magically fix this,
would you take it?
There isn't.
But if there was, wouldn't it make things easier? [snickers]
But there isn't.
Being gay is a lonely life, Trick.
My heart goes out to young homosexuals everywhere.
The violence and the bullying that they experience
is inexcusable.
But it is avoidable.
You're what, 17?
Scientifically speaking, your sexuality hasn't set yet.
You're still developing.
And that is good news if you want a normal life.
And not just a normal life.
Look, I'm not a big hell kind of guy, but, you know, gay folk...
...they just don't go to heaven. They just don't.
Leviticus. Genesis.
Can I have my phone back now?
[scoffs]
Well...
Okay.
You're lucky I'm such a nice guy. [chuckles]
[pensive music]
[muted]
[birds chirping]
And done.
Amazing job, dude. High five.
[Trick panting]
Oh, okay. Here's what you do.
Stand up straight. Hands behind your head.
Really open up your lungs.
[Trick panting]
You'll recover faster.
[Trick exhales]
Learned that playing D1 at Yale.
[Trick playing guitar]
[Trick] ♪ What a fellowship ♪
♪ What a joy divine ♪
♪ Leaning on ♪
♪ The everlasting arms ♪
♪ What a blessedness ♪
♪ What a peace is mine ♪
♪ Leaning on ♪
♪ The everlasting arms ♪
[water running]
♪ Leaning, leaning ♪
♪ Leaning-- ♪
[Pat] ♪ Leaning on the everlasting arms ♪
♪ Safe and secure... ♪
[Trick continues indistinctly]
[insects chirping]
♪ Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way ♪
♪ Leaning on the everlasting arms ♪
♪ Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day ♪
♪ Leaning on the everlasting arms ♪
♪ Leaning ♪
♪ Safe and secure from all alarms ♪
♪ Leaning on the everlasting arms ♪
♪ Leaning, leaning ♪
♪ Safe and secure from... ♪
[ominous music]
[sighs] Today, we're going to talk about honesty.
You remember I asked you if you had any sexual encounters
with other boys, and you said no.
Were you telling the truth?
"I want to take your cock down my throat until I can't breathe.
Daddy."
It's not a big deal.
Okay, cool. I'll just send these to your mom, then.
Relax. I'm not going to do that. We have confidentiality here.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to say as honestly as you can...
...that you are lost.
I'm lost.
Again.
I'm lost.
Say that you don't know yourself.
I don't know myself.
Say that you're a liar.
I'm a liar.
Who'd you lie to?
I lied to you.
Yeah. Who else?
Myself.
Why did you lie?
I don't know.
You lied because you were trying to justify your sin.
-[tearfully] Okay. -Say it.
I lied to justify my sin. [breath trembling]
What did you do?
[crying] I told Derek I wanted to suck his penis.
-Say you need help. -[crying] I need help.
There you go. Beg me to help you.
-[crying] -On your knees!
[serene music]
Stop. Stop, stop, stop.
[panting] Stop.
I need to stop.
We're still a good mile short.
I can't carry this anymore.
[panting]
Why am I making you do this?
Because the weight of the rocks
is like the weight of a life of sin.
And that weight doesn't get any lighter,
does it?
In fact... [clears throat]
...oh, boy, it gets heavier.
[Pat grunts]
-[ominous music] -[thunder rumbling]
[pen rasping]
[ominous music]
[voices whispering indistinctly]
[ominous music]
[somber music]
[Pat] Mm-mm.
There are pages ripped out.
[clock ticking]
Come on, bud, I'm starving here. [sighs]
All right, that, that's enough. That's enough.
-You know-- -What?
You know, there are many churches that just don't care anymore.
There are gay pastors.
Do you think we should be like that?
Maybe.
Sure, we could... [swallows]
...make concessions.
A lot more people into the whole Joel Osteen thing.
Hey, we could put in carnival rides.
That's not what I'm saying.
I know how badly you want to be accepted for who you think you are.
And nothing would make me happier
than to throw open the doors and say,
"Come on in, be gay, whatever."
But every concession to the outside world
costs a little bit of our souls.
Makes us a little less distinct.
Makes it mean less to be one of us.
And the easiest concessions cost most of all.
But why is it wrong?
It's in the book.
-Well, why does the book say it's wrong? -I don't know, bud.
I don't need to know.
[clock ticking]
[rustling]
[suspenseful music]
[door opens and closes]
[suspenseful music]
[breath trembling]
[Alana sniffles]
[breath trembling]
[sniffles]
Do you know what this is?
Does this look like Tylenol to you?
[sighs, gulps]
[sniffling] Forty-four...
[crying]
...forty-five...
[gulps]
Forty-six.
-[suspenseful music] -[Trick gasping]
That was really stupid.
[sighs] Where were you even going to go?
[locks door]
Huh?
And what am I going to tell your parents?
-Tell them what you want-- -Hey!
That attitude doesn't cut any fucking ice with me, okay?
[somber music]
[strumming]
[leaves rustling, crunching]
"I'm so scared of hell.
The only reason I don't kill myself
is because I'm so scared of hell."
[inhales deeply]
Do you think I'm an idiot?
-[sucks teeth] -No.
So, what, I find these pages conveniently sticking,
sticking out from under a rock...
...and I rush you home. That was the plan?
-There was no plan. -Bullshit!
Get up.
-[Trick grunting] -[Pat] Men do not use cheap schemes or manipulation.
-Men fight. Come on. -[Trick grunting]
Combat. Survival.
-Tap into it. Come on, Trick! -[groans]
We're in the arena. Here come the lions!
[Trick panting]
[clears throat] Man, those lions would eat you up real quick, huh?
What's wrong with you?
Nothing.
Do you like this?
Do you like hurting people?
If Jesus were alive, he would never forgive you.
Trick...
-...I have not lied to you... -[breathing heavily]
...nor misrepresented my faith once.
Not once.
I am here because I genuinely believe
that I am saving your soul from an eternity of torment.
I really believe that, okay? I promise.
Now, I think you owe me an apology.
Trick... apologize.
[Trick shudders]
Stand up.
[sighs] Maybe you don't need therapy.
Maybe you need some outside stimulus.
-[Trick grunts softly] -What are you going to do about it?
-Stop. -Come on.
-Stop. -What are you going to do?
-Stop. -I'm not hitting you.
We're fighting. Come on. Come on!
What are you going to do about it? Come on, Trick!
-S-- -Come on!
[exhales]
Where's your fight?
-Come on. -Go ahead.
Do whatever you want.
[Trick thuds]
What am I going to do with you, Patrick?
[sighs]
[somber music]
[Pat] I just don't know what to do.
He's fighting me on everything.
[man over phone] Have you tried aversion?
[Pat] I thought we weren't, uh... allowed to do that anymore.
[man] Well, I guess that's true,
but...[chuckles] ...we are on a razor's edge out here.
If this goes south, I don't think you're gonna have a job.
But, you know, do what you think is right.
[tape rips]
[Pat] Where have you been?
[Trick hesitates] Nowhere.
Okay.
Well...
...I know I've been a little hard on you lately.
I figured you deserve something special.
So, uh, tell me something.
[Trick] Hm.
Something different. Nothing about sex.
Nothing about God.
Just, um, uh...
What do you want to be when you grow up?
So, um...
...I always thought it would be kind of cool to work, like...
-...in, like art conservation and restoration. -[snickers]
Oh, what's that entail?
So, um...
...this guy from the MET came to our class to talk about how
-complicated it was to do art exhibits. -Mm.
Like, you have to conceive it, find money,
ask other museums to donate their stuff,
transport it, inspect it from both ends, like, get insurance.
Like, the whole thing is really complicated.
Transportation is really hard. You have to be really gentle.
Uh, you know, I know, um,
a couple of guys at the county museum. [snickers]
It's not the MET, but, uh, maybe we could get you
-an internship or something. -Oh, I don't want an internship.
-Or-- -Why do you do that?
You kind of turtle up.
Do you get bullied?
Oh, yeah.
-Everyone does. -Mm-mm.
I never did.
What happens?
So, um...
...there's like these, these main group of dudes who are all like, uh...
[breath trembling]
...really intense.
And, uh...
...they do things that are like, um...
-It's all right. -[crying] ...really intense, and, like...
[sniffles] And I don't think
that I come off as gay or anything, but...
[crying]
...I can't help it.
And I try to avoid them at school.
And you probably don't know this about Saint Mark's.
It's actually a really... [crying] ...fascinating school.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
-Don't worry about it. -[sobbing]
Hey.
Hey, can we, um...
Can we not talk about it?
I wasn't gonna.
Okay. 'Cause, y-- you know,
I'm actually feeling much better now.
-You are? -Yeah.
I mean, about the gay stuff.
Like, I, I was just thinking that maybe this kind of worked.
Like, I was just thinking that maybe this kind of worked.
Okay.
Yeah, I mean, genuinely, like,
I don't... I think about guys,
and I don't feel or want anything, so,
yeah, may, maybe we can go back home now?
Are you being honest, Patrick?
Okay, we can...
...we can stay here for another day, if that's what you want.
[Pat sighs]
Actually... I want to try something a little different.
Are you familiar with aversion therapy?
No worries.
Drink this, please.
What is it?
If you drink this, I will take you home tonight.
[exhales]
It's called ipecac.
It's an emetic.
What are you doing?
[Pat sighs]
I really value what you were sharing with me earlier.
Your job now is to not let what's about to happen jeopardize our closeness.
Okay?
How are you feeling?
My tongue feels numb.
[Trick panting]
[Pat] Into the tub, please. There you go.
[Trick groans]
[panting]
What's an emetic?
It is a gastric irritant.
How are we doing? You feeling it?
-[panting] -Yeah.
[coughs]
[moaning on video]
[indistinct talking on video]
Eyes up, kiddo.
Yeah. Eyes up. Eyes open. Come on. Come on.
-Come on. Open-- -I can't.
Yes, you can. There you go. That's it.
-That's good. Look. -It hurts.
-Is this what you want? -[men moaning on video]
Good, good. You're doing good.
Is this what you want?
[crying] Stop!
Don't ask me, Trick. Ask God.
-Please! -Ask him, Trick.
-I'm sorry! -Is this what you want?
-[Trick crying] -[men moaning on video]
Open your eyes, Patrick.
Open your eyes. Open your eyes.
-Eyes open, Patrick! -[Trick sobbing]
Hell is not a game. This is a spa treatment compared to hell.
-I'm so sorry! -Are you planning on lying to me again?
-[sobbing] -[moaning continues]
I'm sorry!
Are you?
I'm sorry!
-[moaning, grunting on video] -[Trick sobbing] I'm so sorry!
I won't lie!
Oh, Jesus! God!
-I'm sorry! -[grunting]
[sobbing, retching]
[sobbing] Please!
[retching]
[retching, groaning]
[whimpering]
[heavy breathing on video]
There's nothing I can do now, Trick.
Some things you just have to endure.
-[Trick retching] -[moaning on video]
[Trick panting]
[somber music]
[heavy breathing]
[shudders]
[somber music]
You still don't feel like talking?
It hurts me when you do this, Trick.
[snickers]
All right.
[door creaks]
[male voice] One of us.
-Forever. -Forever.
Forever. Forever.
[man talking indistinctly on TV]
My wife since...
...served Jesus today.
"How did you serve Jesus today?" I said, "Say what?"
And she just said it again. She said, "How did you serve Jesus today?"
I said, "Well, Pastor, I serve Jesus every day with all my heart."
A gentle approach is usually better.
We, uh, feel the same.
But firm.
Sure, sure. Gentle but firm.
That's really the trick, isn't it?
[Kai] Do you, uh, need a water?
You were at redemption with Alan, right?
Oh. You know Alan.
[Deb] We think what happened to him was just criminal.
Well, there will always be those who don't understand.
It's just a shame so many of them are federal regulators. [chuckles]
I'm serious.
Christians are more persecuted now
than they were during the Roman Empire.
It's definitely alarming.
[man on TV continues indistinctly]
Do you do exorcisms?
[man on TV] He is a mighty God.
[chuckles softly]
Uh, well, no. Not technically.
I am not empowered to do that.
Uh, Deb thinks it's a demon.
-You don't have to say it like that. -Sorry.
[Deb] I don't think it's a demon.
I strongly suspect demonic influence.
Not uncommon in a case like this.
But I don't, I don't deal in demons.
After all, a demon can only take root in a willing host. [snickers]
So you treat the patient, and the demons will go away on their own.
[Deb] There's a camp, you know, in New Mexico.
They have a water recreation area.
-And you do cost more. -Sure.
And if money is a concern, Jubilee is your best bet.
They're great folk.
-But your kid, what's his name? -[Deb] Patrick.
Funny. [chuckles]
At Jubilee, Patrick will be around 50 other kids
looked after by four or five counselors.
If you go with me, your son will be my only priority.
-Money's no object. -Money's... [chuckles]... a small object.
How much is the week-long retreat?
He's our son!
You fucker! You fucker!
[Kai sighs]
I am trying to save
our son's soul... [continues hitting Kai]
...and all you can think about is money!
[Pat breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[sighing]
[sighs]
[grunts]
Up, up, up.
Time to get up.
I am really pleased with our progress yesterday.
We are through the hard stuff. We're on the road to Damascus.
You know... [clears throat] Paul reported intense pain when Jesus visited him,
and he was struck blind.
The presence will do that.
[sighs]
Are we going to have another day of sulking, Trick?
I really don't need you ruining another day.
[suspenseful music]
[Trick] To whoever reads this...
...I'm sorry for all the pain that I've caused.
Damn it! [sighs]
[Trick] I'm sorry for being a disappointment to everybody.
I'm sorry, Mom and Dad.
I'm sorry, Mr. Sherman.
I'm sorry that it took me so long to do the thing
that I know will make everybody's lives easier.
[Pat grunting]
[Trick] I'm just so scared of hell.
I'm so scared of hell.
[breathing heavily]
I'm so scared of hell.
[exhales]
[insects chirping]
[gasps softly]
[sighs]
[snickers]
I...
I don't know. [snickers]
[smacks lips] I don't know what happened.
No, I... [sighs]
I... [sighs]
I don't know what happened.
He must've snuck out.
No. No signs.
You let me inform the parents. I'm a preacher.
Look, let me inform...
Will you let me in-- Damn it.
[exhales]
Let me inform the parents.
I'm a preacher.
[snickers]
No, of course not. No, I have, I have no idea where he went.
I just hope we find him before it's too late.
Thank you, Officer.
[breathes deeply]
If there's anything I--
[exhales in frustration]
If there's anything I can do...
[exhales forcefully]
[ominous music]
[stone clatters]
[breathing heavily]
This is private property!
Don't think I won't call the cops!
-[stones clattering] -[yells in pain]
God!
[groans]
[pants]
[groaning]
[sighs]
[sniffs]
[sighs, opens drawer]
[sighs]
[stone thuds]
[panting]
[breath trembling]
-[woman] Excuse me! -[gasps]
[stifles sob]
[breathing heavily]]
I know you're in there. I can see your car.
Excuse me.
I'd like to talk to you.
[man] Babe, come on.
Hey. Sorry.
Couldn't hear you over the sink.
Who are you?
Uh, I'm Pat.
You're not Alan.
Uh, no, ma'am.
And you're a pastor?
Yes, ma'am.
-Uh... -[man] Babe,
-come on. -[woman] Shh.
Is the kid in there?
What kid?
Oh.
Uh, yes. Um...
He, uh...
I don't really think of him as a kid. He's asleep.
Asleep?
He was up late in prayer.
So, how do you know Alan?
Um, I'm a pastor.
[chuckles] Uh, I know.
Um, are you from around here?
Me and Alan, we, we go way back.
[snickers]
So, Alan knows you're here, right?
Sure hope so.
-Yes, he does. -And the kid.
What about him?
Hey, are you in there?
Is everything okay?
[smacks lips]
He's a deep sleeper.
How about I just come in for a second and check?
That's so sweet of you, but I think we better let him rest.
I am responsible for his welfare, after all.
And as far as I can tell, you're just some trespasser.
[horn honks]
Honey, the range closes in, like, an hour.
[woman] All right.
Well...
-...take care. -[Pat] You as well.
Take the car to the end of the driveway, block the exit, and call the cops.
[man sighs]
[car drives away]
[ominous music]
[light shuffling]
[ominous music]
[yells]
[high-pitched ringing]
[squelching]
[breathing heavily]
[gasps]
[inhales sharply]
[creaking]
[gasps]
[sirens wailing, approaching]
[breathing heavily]
[distant indistinct chatter]
[phone ringing]
[officer] All right, now, why don't you just tell me
-a little about what happened over there? -[softly] I don't know.
[officer] Listen, Alan's a friend,
and we really don't want to have to embarrass the church
or anything like that. So, if you just tell me, uh...
[sniffs]
[sighs]
[footsteps approaching]
Well, here's the lay of it.
We can keep you out of jail. [chuckles]
Lucky for you, Judge Blatt, he's a friend.
But you're going to have to disappear in a hurry.
Where do I go?
I could go to Rexburg.
Now, I know you didn't just say that.
I feel like I've done everything I can for you.
You ain't going to prison.
Be thankful.
Alan, I was working for you.
I told you to scare the kid, not kill him.
That's not how I remember it.
What?
I remember you calling me and, and telling me to give the kid ipecac.
You already gave your testimony, you absolute son of a bitch.
Maybe I remembered something new.
Just give me a place to live.
God damn it.
Well... there's one place I can put you.
[somber music]
[door unlocks, creaks]
[spray can hisses]
[insects chirping]
[sighs]
[exhales]
[sighs]
[breathes heavily]
[gasping]
[rustling]
[woman] Heard you got off.
This is church property.
That's right.
Right up to that line of trees over there.
And it's my property.
And if you so much as breathe on my land,
I will do to you what the state should have done.
I guess that'd be about what I deserve. [sniffs]
Do you feel bad?
Do you think about that poor boy?
Most days.
Most days?
Jesus Christ.
Somebody really should put you out of your misery.
I'm sure somebody will.
[Pat on recording] I don't think you need fixing, Trick.
I think you're fine just the way you are.
Look, if you don't want to be here,
just say the word, I'll take you home right now.
[Trick] Okay. Um, I would like to go home, please.
[Pat] But I think you should know
that your parents are really concerned.
And if you continue acting out, they may try other things.
[Trick] Right.
[Pat] I'm sure I don't have to tell you that I'm,
I'm the nice version of this.
[Trick] I, I get that.
[Pat] Okay.
Just one question.
Are you happy?
[Trick] I'm not.
[Pat] Why is that?
[exhales]
[girl sobbing]
[exhales heavily]
[girl crying]
[thunder rumbling]
[exhales heavily]
[ominous music]
[breathes heavily]
[thunder rumbles]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
[Alana] Do you remember me, Patrick?
Of course I remember you.
How old are you now?
[Alana] Twenty-two.
Wow.
-Last time I saw you-- -You don't remember me.
[Pat] I'm sorry.
My name is Alana Conan.
What can I do for you, Alana Conan?
It's so hard to focus.
[sighs] It's so hard to know what's real.
[Pat] Did you have something that you wanted to say to me?
Yes.
That's right.
You told me...
...if I wanted to be a lesbian, I should look like one.
I know that I was lucky.
There were rumors about what the counselors did to the other kids.
For a while,
I thought I was pretty lucky
that I just had my head shaved.
But I don't feel that way anymore.
I need you to apologize.
Alana, from the bottom of my heart...
...I am so sorry.
Okay.
But...
...at the time, we thought we were doing the right thing.
I just think it's important to look at the larger context.
"The larger context."
The cultural context.
The older I get, the more I feel it's...
-We're all just products of our culture. -I had, um...
I had, um...
...Tylenol, I think...
...in my medicine cabinet.
I didn't know how much to take, so...
...I just took it all.
And now my stomach is...
...full of nails, and chalk, and...
After the paramedics left, I started walking.
Sometimes I felt... hungry.
Um... sometimes I felt sad.
And sometimes...
...my feet would leave the earth for an hour at a time.
The others walk with me.
When they fade away... I'll carry them.
And, and when I fade away...
...they'll carry me.
Who will carry you, Patrick?
You know, I really shouldn't be having visitors this late.
Say you had, um... a baby.
A newborn baby... your son...
...and a rabid dog...
...broke into your house and killed him.
Clawed out his eyeballs and tore through his soft little neck.
How would you kill a dog that did that?
You have every right to be angry with me.
Would you trap it?
Keep it in a little cage?
What would you do then?
Would you kick it?
Hit it with a stick?
Break its jaw? Crush its bones? Uh...
Pull its teeth out one by one?
What do you do to something that took away what was most precious to you?
What do I do?
Trick.
[ominous music]
[Trick] Lord have mercy.
Christ have mercy.
God, son, the Redeemer of the world...
[others] Have mercy on us.
God, the Holy Spirit...
[others] Have mercy on us.
[Trick] Holy Trinity, one God...
[others] Have mercy on us.
Holy Mary, pray for us.
[others] Pray for us.
[grunting]
[groans]
[spluttering]
[choking]
[Trick] Hold not thy peace of God of my praise,
for the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of the deceitful are open against me.
-They have spoken against me with lying tongues... -[coughing]
...and have rewarded me evil for good and hatred for my love.
When he shall be judged, let him be condemned. Let his prayer become sin,
-let his days be few, and let another take his office. -[coughing]
Let his children be fatherless, and wife a widow.
Let his children be continually vagabonds in death.
-[others speaking indistinctly] -Let them seek out their bread
also out of their desolate place.
Let there be none to extend mercy unto him...
-Let not the sin of his mother be blotted out. -...neither let there be any
to father his favorless children.
[retches, spits]
[coughs]
In the name of the children who you murdered,
and the ones who survived,
the ones who clawed their lives back from you,
who cut you out like the cancer you are.
[pensive music]
[birds chirping]
I'm not surprised.
That's all I'm saying.
Not surprised somebody did it.
I didn't do it. [chuckles]
But...
...not surprised somebody did.
Is he in there?
[man] Yeah, but it's not something really that you...
You okay, miss?
Well, now I don't know how to feel.
[camera shutter clicking]
[somber music]
[indistinct, muffled chatter]
[muffled laughter]
[somber music]
[melancholic piano music]