Dawn had many phases in her short life,
but one thing never changed was her lovely music...
even when she was told again and again she had no real talent.
Last night, rummaging in her closet, I came upon this audio tape,
a recording of a piece she's preparing for a talent contest at school.
She lost in the first round.
Personally, I think the judges made a mistake.
Mom!
It's OK. It's OK, honey.
Sh! It's OK, it's OK, it's OK.
I don't want to be like Dawn.
I don't want to be like her, or end up like her.
Aviva, no. Sh!
Don't worry. You and Dawn are completely different.
Really?
Your cousin was a troubled child - a middle child.
Her parents didn't love her the way your father and I love you.
Why not? - I don't know.
Maybe if she hadn't grown obese.
If she'd gone to a dermatologist...
Is it true she never washed her hair?
Dawn was a very special person, with very special needs.
Oh, God!
There's so much I'd have done for her, if only...
Missy told me after the funeral
that Dawn was pregnant from a date rape
and that's the real reason she killed herself.
She hated the idea of bringing another Dawn into the world,
and then she said that I was just like Dawn.
Don't listen to what Missy says just because she's popular.
I know, because if I were pregnant, I would never kill myself.
That would be killing the baby.
You would talk to me first, right?
Yes, because I want to have lots and lots of babies.
As many babies as possible, because...
because that way, I'll always have someone to love.
Oh, honey...
I love you so much.
So I'm really not like her?
No, Aviva.
You are the cutest bundle of love in the whole wide world.
No matter what anyone says, you'll always be you.
My baby.
You made it!
Great! - Hi!
Come on in. This is the laundry room. Bruce!
Great. - Bruce, the Victors are here.
Anyway, this is it. - How are you? Bruce.
Judah! - I'm coming!
It only took us about 3 months. We had to raise the ceiling.
You know, Bruce was getting paint in his hair.
Christ, I was in the bathroom. - OK.
Joyce, Steve-my son, Judah.
Hello. - Nice to meet you.
And this is Aviva. - Hey.
Hey.
Let's go out to the deck. The lake is gorgeous. I'd love you to see it.
It's so beautiful.
What are you listening to?
A self-esteem lecture, part of a series.
Judah, show Aviva the lake.
Will you shut the fuck up!
You wanna come up? - Oh, OK.
I'm trying to put together a feature, a mix of genres.
I'm worried people will think it's like Jackass.
It's nothing like it. It's original.
It's hard, though.
In the beginning, nobody believes in you or wants to help.
It's hard getting someone to be in it. No one makes an effort.
I asked my mom, she said no. My dad, he's too busy.
People are unreliable.
They have no faith.
I know.
Is that you? - Yeah.
You were so cute. - Yeah.
Too bad you had to grow up.
Yeah, I know.
I was so happy then, only I didn't know it.
Maybe you're happy now. You just don't know it.
Oh, yes!
Oh, Ron! Ron!
Ron Gerard! Harder! Harder! Harder!
Yes! Oh, Ron!
That guy... - Yeah?
He lives across the lake. I'm gonna try and see if he'll do a cameo in my feature.
I need a professional actor for marketing purposes.
But it'll be family rated.
Touch my titties! It feels so good! That's right, touch them!
Please take it off.
Let's get under the covers. - OK.
Do you think about sex a lot?
I don't know. I guess.
I never think about it. I just think about having a baby.
Why?
I don't know. They're cute. I want one.
OK, then. Are you ready?
OK. Here goes.
I thought you'd done this before.
I did. You should have moved your hips more.
Huh? - Just forget it.
Oh. Is that it, then?
What? Do you want a tissue? Is that what you mean?
Could you try it again, like Ron Gerard?
Right now? - Yeah.
I don't know.
Aviva, are you OK?
What?
Who did this to you? Who the fuck did this to you?
It was that Wallace boy! That ugly, fat little bastard!
Aviva, did he rape you?
He's gonna pay!
That fucking shitface! He's gonna pay big time!
What will you do? Talk to his parents?
Fucking sue? She doesn't need any more humiliation.
We'll find a doctor and that'll be that.
Honey, can we talk for a bit now? - Oh, OK.
I'm sorry I was so upset at you before.
It wasn't your fault and I apologise.
It's just... It was such a shock.
I want you to know that your father and I stand behind you.
We're not gonna let anyone find out about this.
We don't want you any more hurt than you already have been.
And we'll find a doctor
who'll be able to take care of everything for you.
I won't let your life be ruined by this.
I'm keeping it. - Oh, honey.
It's mine.
I know. I know this is difficult.
But really, you're still just a child.
There's so much you have to live for and experience.
You don't want to be tied down by... by a baby.
You have a future, college, boyfriends...
I won't have any boyfriends!
Of course you'll have boyfriends. - I don't want any boyfriends!
What do you mean? - I mean I don't want any!
Are you trying to tell me something? Aviva?
It's OK. You can talk to me.
Are you a... - No!
Aviva, it's OK. It's OK if you are.
There's nothing to feel bad about.
You know that I'll always accept you, no matter what.
You know that you're my one and only.
My sweetie-pie.
You know I'm on your side.
But really...
Be reasonable. The baby has to go.
What happens if it turns out deformed?
If it's missing a leg or an arm or a nose or an eye?
If it's brain-damaged or mentally retarded?
Children of very young mothers often turn out that way and then what?
Then you're stuck. Your life is ruined forever!
You end up on food stamps, alone!
But it's my baby! - But it's not a baby! Not yet!
Really, it's just... It's like it's just a tumour!
I'm keeping it.
No, you're not.
Yes, I am.
Then you find another home. - You can't take my baby away!
Too late. I already made the appointment.
Honey, I know you're upset. I spoke with your mom.
I understand. She's very upset also.
But could you please open the door so just the two of us can talk?
Honey?
Honey, please.
You know you gonna have to come out of there sooner or later.
Can't stay in there forever.
You gonna have to eat sometime, go to the bathroom.
Honey, you've been locked in there too long,
and I'm afraid if you don't open up, I'm gonna have to force it open.
Please, honey. Please don't make me force it open.
You're not making this easy for either of us,
so just open the door and we can discuss this like adults, OK?
Open up! I'm not kidding around! Open the goddamn door!
No!
We'll take care of it tomorrow.
She's not coming out.
She's got no choice. Come on, let's go to bed.
Baby, I know how hard this all has been.
And I'm so sorry, really.
But now I'm gonna tell you something that I've never told you before,
but I think you're old enough now, so...
Well, when you were just a little girl, about 3 or 4...
I was pregnant.
And at first I was all happy and excited.
"A new friend for you," I thought. "A baby brother."
I thought I'd call him Henry after my grandfather Henrik,
who never cared about money.
But, well, then your father and I had a long talk,
and I began to realise
there were other things to think about.
Your father was out of work. My paintings weren't selling.
I was blocked. I started smoking again.
There were bills, a mortgage, a lawsuit.
If I'd had another child...
I wouldn't have been able to give you all that I have.
All the time we spend together, just you and me,
and the little treats your father and I pick up for you -
the 'N Sync tickets, the Gap account,
hand-packed quarts of Ben and Jerry's.
We couldn't have afforded it.
It would have been a real strain and we all would have been miserable.
I admit I was a little nervous about the whole idea.
I was scared, just like you.
But it was the right choice, and it was my choice.
So I grit my teeth, thought of the future,
and once I came out of that doctor's office,
well, honey, let me tell you, I have never felt so relieved,
so good in all my life, as I did after I took care of little Henry.
And I have never regretted it since.
Honey...
you've got to be brave and do it.
Just like Mom.
Please.
Do it for me.
Shit. Nutcases.
Ignore them.
Don't do it! Don't do it!
Don't do it!
Don't do it! Don't do it!
Everything will be alright.
Doctor Fleischer's the best.
Very gentle.
Just like he was with me.
My baby girl.
Dr Fleischer, is she OK?
I'm sorry. There was extreme haemorrhaging.
I... I don't...
You mean that there's no...
In rare cases, with very young...
the uterus... the wall of the uterus can tear...
Joyce? Joyce, what's happened?
We had to perform a hysterectomy.
But I thought...
I'm sorry.
God! No! No!
I'll never have any grandchildren!
Oh, my God!
Hey there, sweetie.
Is it all over?
Yes, and you're all OK.
100% OK.
Everything's OK.
Dr Fleischer said good as new.
Really?
That's right, honey.
Good...
Mom?
Yes, sweetie?
Was it a boy or a girl?
It doesn't matter.
But I want to know. - No, you don't.
Tell me...
please.
It was a girl.
Henrietta.
Do you need a lift?
I'll take you home. - I'm not going home.
Yeah, right.
You'd rather be raped by a serial killer? Go on, get in.
Do you know your name's a palindrome?
What's that?
A word. Spell it backwards or forwards and it stays the same.
It never changes. Like Anna, or Ulu.
Or "Sums are not set as a test on Erasmus."
I've got a file of them on my G4.
Please don't take me home.
Can you wait for 5 minutes? I must pick up some zip disks.
OK.
Take me please now Help me please
Get me please Far, far away
To a place Any place, any place
I'm far away
Got to find some Need to find
Better find some other way...
Hey, you wanna play Geography?
Can you still get pregnant when it goes in there?
What's your name?
Joe. You?
I'm... I'm Henrietta.
Hello, Henrietta.
Hello, Joe.
Joe...
I had a good time last night.
I mean, I never knew it was so beautiful.
Me, too.
Joe...
Yeah?
Do you think next time you could try coming inside me?
I mean, the regular way?
Sure. Yeah, I can do that.
I'll meet you in the coffee shop.
Hello?
Hello.
Are you OK?
Yeah.
What are you doing here?
I got lost.
Huh... What's your name?
Henrietta.
Hi, Henrietta. I'm Peter Paul. Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you, too.
Want some Nerds?
Thank you.
Would you like to come with me? I'll take you to my house.
OK. - Here, take my hand.
Come on. We're almost there.
Hi, Trixie. Hi, Barbara.
Hi, Peter Paul. - Who's your new friend?
Henrietta. She was by the brook.
Hi. - Nice to meet you.
Hi. Nice to meet you, too. - Need any help?
We're OK. Take Henrietta inside to Mama Sunshine.
She looks a little tired. - OK, we'll see you later.
Hey, Shazaam. - Hey, Double P.
How's it going? Catch any fish? - You bet I did.
What's the matter? Don't you worry about a thing.
Everyone loves Mama Sunshine.
Mama Sunshine! - Peter Paul, is that you?
Look, I have a new friend. Her name is Henrietta.
Hi, Henrietta. Can I get you something to eat?
You look like you need some home cooking.
That would be very nice, but... - No 'but-but's here, Henrietta.
Jesus tears! - Can I please have a glass of Evian?
We don't drink fancy delancey here. How about some cola?
OK. Thank you.
Here, try one. She makes the best Jesus tears in the state!
Hi, there.
Hi.
Feeling better?
Where am I? - At the Sunshine's.
Come. You wanna sit up and have some tea?
Don't worry. I put your stuff in the wash.
I have fresh clothes for when you feel better tomorrow
laid out there, all nice and clean.
Thank you.
Your parents must be worried about you.
They're not. - How can you say such a thing?
You know, when you were all sleepy-bye,
our neighbour Dr Dan came by and examined you.
He said you've had some adventures.
What do you mean? Who's Dr Dan?
Don't worry. He's an old family friend and a very fine doctor.
You'd like Dr Dan. He's the nicest!
Everything will be fine.
He said you're a little dehydrated.
That means you must drink lots of liquids, so drink the tea!
Right.
Now...
you wanna tell me about what happened?
Did you run away from home?
Open your heart. This is a house of love and faith.
The Lord is merciful. - The Lord?
Jesus Christ.
Please.
My parents are dead.
They died in the September 11th attacks.
Vaporised. Burned to ashes.
Their bodies never recovered. I loved them very much.
It's OK. Go on.
So then, my grandmother took care of me for a while.
She was very loving and she liked giving me presents.
She surprised me with one every day after school.
But then she died.
Brain cancer.
I miss her so much. - Here.
Thank you.
So then I had no other relatives, so they put me in a foster home.
It was horrible.
The father, he was an alcoholic, and he tried to...
I can't talk any more!
Hush, don't cry. Oh, honey!
Mama Sunshine, can she stay with us? Can she, Mama Sunshine?
Can she, please?
Could I? Just for a little while.
I'm so scared of going back.
Of course, sweetie, of course.
Mama Sunshine could never turn away a needy child.
It's true.
Still, I have to discuss it with the man of the house.
But don't you worry.
I can hear God in your little heart. Jesus cares.
Now, you drink up the rest of this tea and you go back to sleep.
We'll see you bright and early, OK?
Thank you, Mama Sunshine.
Sweet dreams.
Rise and shine! Rise and shine!
Good morning, Henrietta. - Good morning.
Good morning!
Oh, well, don't you look nice today?
Come here and sit down. I've got a nice cosy corner seat for you.
I'll introduce you to everybody,
starting with the head of the household, my husband Bo.
That's right. You just call me Bo. - And I'm Barbara. Remember me?
She's blind. - Hush now!
Jiminy here. - I'm Crystal.
I'm Skippy, like the peanut butter!
And my name's Ali. - He was a heathen. He's been saved.
Peter Paul! - You know me, I'm Shazaam.
And I'm Trixie, remember?
I'm Ellen, but everyone here calls me 'EII'.
For leukaemia. - Now, Peter Paul!
Ell is in remission, thank the Lord.
And I'm Carlito. I'm epileptic. - Oh you! You're just fine.
He's under medication, too.
And that's Cuddles!
And you, forgive me, you're...
Henrietta. - Welcome, Henrietta.
Welcome to the family. - Welcome, Henrietta!
Thank you. Thank you for having me. I...
Well, I think it's about time we all say grace.
Bless us, O Lord, and these gifts, which we receive
from thy bounty, through Christ our Lord.
Amen. - Amen.
We believe in a healthy start to a day.
Pass the freedom toast, please.
The bacon is good today. - It's fat and greasy!
Barbara helped. - I watched the flame.
You did more than that. You cut open the package by yourself.
I guess that's true.
Henrietta, tell us about yourself. You like cooking or sewing?
I've never really cooked before. - Never cooked?
We take turns with everything. - Teamwork!
We all learn. - You never learned to cook?
Not even to microwave?
My mom didn't believe in microwaves. She was organic.
That's OK, honey.
With Jesus's help, you'll learn fast here.
I can teach you how to microwave. - Last time, you almost blew us up!
You know, it's all thanks to Jesus that we could save all these lives.
Each one here has a story, you know that?
Every little one of us, it's true. Barbara, why don't you share yours?
Is Henrietta gonna join our singing group Mama Sunshine?
Not now, Carlito. Let's listen to Barbara's story first. Go on, honey.
Well, my mother was a drug addict, living in sin.
She didn't believe in God or anything.
When she got pregnant, she took a lot more drugs.
I was born blind as a result of the drugs, but my mother didn't care.
She didn't want me in the first place.
She even tried to kill me inside her with a coat hanger, but I survived.
She was so angry, she never spoke to me for my first 3 years of my life.
She just hit me and beat me and cursed me every day.
I don't remember any of this, but this is what I later found out
after my mother overdosed choking on her vomit.
I was sent to institutions and had psychological evaluations.
But I wouldn't speak,
until one day, Bo and Mama Sunshine came to help a child in need.
They introduced me to the Lord, and Saviour, Jesus Christ.
They saved me from perdition. I mean, Jesus saved me.
Amen.
Thanks, Barbara. - Please pass the syrup, honey.
Oh, Peter Paul, you're so nice.
And your family, they're all so nice. It makes me sad. I mean...
Don't be, Henrietta, because what's mine is yours.
You're a member of this family, too.
Come on, I've still got some time before music practice.
Let me show you something.
Gee, that place looks kind of scary.
You think anybody lives there?
That's our neighbour Earl's house. It's not scary at all.
Earl lives alone. He moved here just a few years ago.
He was arrested in Wyoming once for something terrible,
but he's paid his debt to society and has been reborn.
And now, he's the nicest guy you can imagine. You wanna go say hi?
Maybe later. Let's keep walking. - OK.
Peter Paul? - Yes, Henrietta?
I was wondering, after meeting your family and all...
Well, do you have, like, a disability?
Oh, me? I'm fine.
I just have to clean the mucus out of my lungs before I go to bed.
Hey! See this? - Yeah.
Smells, doesn't it?
It's not just a regular garbage heap.
This is where they throw out unborn babies.
Every so often, a truck from some baby killers dumps this stuff.
If you look, you might find some dead babies wrapped up in plastic.
Mama Sunshine comes here once a week looking for them.
She gives them a proper Christian burial so they don't fry in Hell.
Hey, look. There's one!
I'm sorry, Henrietta! I didn't mean to upset you.
I just thought you wanted to see.
I'm sorry.
It's OK. I should have known better.
Most girls don't really like it here.
I just was thinking about what Jesus said in the Bible.
"Fear not... It is your Father's good pleasure to give you the Kingdom."
Luke 12, verse 32.
Come, let's get down on our knees and pray.
Now repeat after me - "Lord Jesus".
Lord Jesus.
Take care of the unborn babies. Make sure they're happy in Heaven.
Even those that aren't in plastic bags.
Even the ones that were strangled, suffocated, drowned or incinerated.
Even the ones whose bodies were pulled apart limb by limb -
head cut off, eyes plucked out.
Even the ones who had no fingers or toes,
missing ears and noses, no brain or heart.
Amen. - Amen.
Nobody else Could ever love me this way
Nobody, Jesus, but you Ain't nobody
Nobody else Could ever get me to feel
The way that you always do Hey, hey, yeah
We're going to Heaven And we're so excited
Cos there's a party And we're all invited
Nobody else Could ever love me this way
Nobody
Nobody, Jesus, but you
Hallelujah
We praise your name
And all of the things that you do Sweet, sweet Jesus
Hallelujah, we praise your name
Nobody, Jesus, but you!
Wow! You guys are great. You're all so talented.
You should go on MTV. - Thanks.
We do gospel tours every spring. - We have a CD. Do you want to hear it?
We were on The 700 Club. - Twice.
Almost.
Remember we are celebrating Jesus, not profiting from Him.
Do you wanna join the group? - Do you think I could?
Sure!
What would I do? I don't play any instruments.
You can join in on the Hallelujah chorus. I'll show you.
Go on, sweetie. - Gee, thanks, but where should I go?
You just stand here, right next to me.
Shazaam, give us a beat!
1, 2, 3
Nobody else Could ever love me this way
Nobody, Jesus, but you...
Peter Paul, treatment! - Sorry.
Henrietta, can you help me with the folding?
Sure, Mama Sunshine.
"Sunshine Sin"?
"Sunshine Singers"! - Oh, thank goodness!
I hate to bother you, honey.
I've got so much ironing, and I wanted to talk to you, too.
You've been so busy today.
Are you feeling comfortable here? - Sure.
I know it's your first day. - I'm comfortable.
It's important to feel comfortable. You've been through so much.
Is there something... - No. It's just...
You don't want me in the Sunshine Singers.
Henrietta, of course I'd love you to be a Sunshine Singer.
But I was just a little concerned, because, well...
Peter Paul told me where he took you today.
It was a terrible mistake.
He shouldn't have shown you without telling me.
If it weren't for his... condition, I'd...
Oh, Henrietta,
there are evil things out there in the world...
and you're such an innocent...
so pure and untarnished, like a little angel.
Well, I hope you can forgive us, forgive me.
I'd just go to pieces if you had nightmares now,
or decided to leave us, run away so soon.
Last year, our special daughter Nainika ran away,
and... she didn't even have any legs.
She wanted to return to her birthplace in India.
Poor child. She didn't even make it as far as India, Tennessee.
I was a child runaway.
That's why children
are just... everything to me.
All God's children.
And so long as I'm here, I'm gonna do whatever it takes,
come what may, to protect them.
Of course, I'll understand if you feel you have to leave.
It's all my fault. - Mama Sunshine, don't cry.
I pledge allegiance
to the flag of the United States of America
and to the republic for which it stands, one nation, under God,
indivisible, with liberty and justice for all... born and unborn.
You've got to fight For the children
You know they would fight for you
Every baby has a right to be born
Listen people, There's a role we can play
Every baby has a right to be born
Don't turn your back now They're crying out today
You got to fight for the children
Tell me what would Jesus do?
You got to fight for the children
You know They would fight for you.
Coming!
Hey, it's Dr Dan! - And Earl too!
Hey, let's sing the Dr Dan song!
Go, Dr Dan
Go! Go!
It's time for you to get down
Go, Dr Dan
Go! Go!
Shake it down to the ground
When you put your feet in motion In motion
Everybody knows you're the man Who's the man
Dancing for the love of the Lord My Dr Dan
Ooh, Dr Dan
Go, go, go, Dr Dan...
You children are wonderful, like a choir of angels!
Creamsicles for everybody!
Earl, Earl. Go, go, go, go, go.
Go, go, go, go, my Dr Dan!
And behold - Jesus walked on the water.
And when they saw Him walking on top of the sea,
they turned white and gasped, "It is a ghost!"
But Jesus spoke to them calmly, saying,
"Be of good cheer, and fear not, for it is I. "
Peter turned to Him and shouted,
"Lord, if it is you, let me come to you in the water. "
"Come, " said Jesus.
So Peter tried walking on the water,
but he became afraid and began to sink.
"Lord, save me!" Peter cried.
And Jesus bent over the water, stretched forth His hand
and saved him.
"O ye of little faith. Why did you doubt?"
And when they returned to the boat...
Fleischer. Fleischer.
You know what 'Fleischer' means?
What? - 'Butcher'.
Oh, good God!
Now, I've got all the details on this Fleischer in this envelope -
home and work address, licence plate number,
golf club, maps etc.
It should take about 3 days of driving
for you to get out there and take care of him.
Call me as soon as the job's done, OK?
OK.
Earl? Earl!
Are you sure you're ready to go through with this?
Because you seem a little...
I don't know... a little preoccupied tonight.
No, sorry. Just...
I'm tired, that's all. Work.
Bo? - Yeah?
One more thing before we say goodnight.
What's on your mind?
That new girl of yours...
What about her?
I don't know how to say this, Bo, but when I examined her yesterday...
Yeah? - That girl's a child whore.
You should know that much
before you go any further with making her part of the family.
You mean you checked her?
Does Mama Sunshine know about this?
No, I thought you should know first. I wasn't sure she could handle this.
I never had a slut in my house before.
Well, maybe she's not a slut.
It's worse than that, Earl. I took some pictures.
Just got them developed. - Let me see those.
Oh, dear Lord!
Oh, sweet Jesus!
Refreshments!
I've got all your favorites!
Here we go!
Goodbye, Peter Paul. I'll miss you.
Harlot! Harlot!
No! No! Get away! Get away from here!
Get away from me! Get away.
Why did you leave me?
How did you get here? You have to go. Go home.
No, I wanna be with you. I feel comfortable with you.
You're too young. - No, you know I'm not.
I don't know you.
You know me. You know you know me.
I can't know you. - But you do. You do. You do!
I know Dr Fleischer.
Time to take now Time to make
Right out of wrong
Got to be, try to be
Have to be, need to be strong
Then I'll be, wanna be
gonna be up on a cloud
Love is near, love is here
Love is here, up on a cloud.
Have you ever been in love?
What do you mean?
I don't know.
I was just wondering because...
well... I think we should talk about our relationship.
Women basically don't like me.
Is that why you're not married?
I don't know.
I guess maybe I don't like women, either.
Well... what about me?
You're not a woman.
Not yet.
What am l, then?
You're...
different.
Earl...
do you think you could make love to me tonight?
Even if it's not the regular way.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...
I was moving too fast.
I'm sorry.
It's OK. It's OK, I understand.
Relationships take time.
We need a story. - What do you mean?
Just in case.
Oh. Yeah.
You're my daughter. No, my half-sister.
No... No.
Maybe you could be one of my teachers.
What subject? - Math?
No good. I can't fake that. - History?
PE?
Maybe you're an undercover policeman, returning me to my parents.
Maybe I just set up an undercover sting operation for paedophiles.
And I'm the decoy!
I could pass for Mexican. Maybe I could be your driver.
Do you speak Spanish? - No.
Maybe...
Why can't we just be friends?
I think you'll have to be my daughter...
but adopted.
Can't I be your wife? Please? I really think I could pass.
No. It wouldn't be legal.
You're my... daughter.
What?
Sickos.
What do we do now?
We'll lay low, then come back after dark.
You stay here. - No, I wanna come.
It's no good if you come. I need you as a lookout.
Honk once, I come back, we go.
No. I'm coming. - Don't make me mad.
I'm coming. I have to. You don't know him. I do.
...you! Baby, It's You!
OK, it's my turn. My turn, right?
Do it.
Do it!
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh, God! I'm going straight to Hell!
Calm down! Stop speeding! - I'll get caught!
They're gonna me! I don't wanna die!
Stop it! Please stop it! - Oh, God, it's over! I'm dead meat!
Stop it! Earl, get a hold of yourself!
Is she your daughter? - Half-daughter.
Feel better?
I did the wrong thing.
No, no. You did the right thing. He deserved it.
He was a terrible person. Terrible. - But the girl!
It was an accident. - Oh, the girl, the girl.
Maybe she's OK. - God hates me.
No, God loves you! - I'm gonna fry.
No! No, you're innocent like a baby. You did what you had to do.
You did it for me and the other little babies.
Babies that want to live. - I want to live, too.
I want to start a new life,
a good life, with no mistakes this time.
We could have children. I promise. Lots.
I'd be a dad and you'd be a mom
and there'd be so much love and tenderness for every living creature.
I could change,
but now I'm gonna die!
No, no! I'll tell them I did it. That I pulled the trigger.
Would you do that? - Yes, I'd do anything for you.
But you can't! You're too young and innocent!
No, but I love you. - Oh, God, I wanna die!
I wanna die!
How many more times can I be born again?
Hello?
Uh-huh. OK.
Yeah... OK.
Who was that? - The cops are here.
We're surrounded.
What are you doing?
I'm gonna say goodbye. - Oh, God.
Oh, God, I hate this world!
Don't say that. God created it.
Oh, Earl, Earl, Earl! - My real name's Bob.
My real name's Aviva.
Wait!
OK, who else?
We've got the Paskows... the Santolas, the Weisses, the Wongs.
What about the Wieners?
Well, we have Harv and Marj and Missy and Vlad and little Di.
What about Mark? - Steve...
She's old enough. Tell her.
Your cousin Mark is a child molester.
An accused child molester.
Missy had him arrested.
She said that her baby Diana... - Princess Diana.
Little Di was molested, when Mark was alone with her babysitting.
Nobody's proven it. It hasn't gone to court.
Poor Marj. She's been through so much.
And Missy was kidnapped by a child molester when she was little.
It's been in the papers, but there's no evidence.
Mark was always a little weird. - He seemed pretty regular to me.
So you see my situation? I don't know what I should do.
I think you should invite him.
OK. It's your party.
Jesus Christ!
Mom, are you OK?
Sometimes it's so hard to be a good mother.
God knows, I tried.
Then I was so scared, Aviva.
Am I a terrible mother?
Everybody makes mistakes.
I'm gonna change now.
I did some real soul-searching.
And I'm gonna be a better mother.
I promise.
So, that's it? No one else?
I think you should invite Mama Sunshine and her family also.
Honey, they live so far away.
Sweetie...
wasn't the father indicted?
I want them to come.
OK.
OK, I could send them an invitation.
Marj wouldn't come, you know. She says she's just too upset.
Nobody feels for Marj like I do.
Well, it's out of proportion. You know Missy.
I don't know what she's saying. Is she making it up?
Mark's a good kid. - Hey, sweetie.
Teriyaki soy dog? They're your favorite... OK.
They'll be here.
Welcome home, Aviva!
Don't look. Mark Wiener is looking at you.
Let's get out of here.
Hey. - I'm glad you came.
I had to. Not coming would be an admission of guilt.
I have to hold onto some shred of dignity.
So, how's it feel being back home?
OK.
Dawn tried to do the same thing at your age.
It's always a mistake. It never works.
Do I remind you of Dawn?
Yeah, a little. But of course different.
She was she. You're you. X is not equal to Y.
Do you think I'll end up like her?
People always end up the way they start out.
No one ever changes. They think they do, but they don't.
If you're the depressed type, that's how you'll always be.
If you're the happy type, that's how you'll always be.
You may lose weight, your face might clear up,
get a body tan, a breast enlargement, a sex change-makes no difference.
Essentially, from in front, from behind,
whether you're 13 or 50, you'll always be the same.
Are you the same?
Yeah. - Are you glad you're the same?
It doesn't matter if I'm glad. There's no free will.
I have no choice but to choose what I choose,
to do what I do, to live as I live.
Ultimately, we're all just robots,
programmed arbitrarily by nature's genetic code.
But isn't there any hope?
For what?
We hope or despair because of our programming. Genes and randomness.
That's all, and none of it matters.
Does that mean you're never going to get married and have children?
I have no desire to marry or have kids,
but that's beyond my control.
It makes no difference, as the planet is running out of resources,
and we won't survive to the next century.
But what if you're wrong? What if there is a God?
If that makes you feel better.
Look, mommy, look!
Gwyneth, no!
Do you think Dawn was ever any happier when she was older?
Yeah. There were moments.
Moments... here and there...
Maybe when she got in to Rutgers, I guess. I don't know.
Aviva, come over here. I want to introduce you to somebody.
I have to go.
Thanks for coming over to talk to me. I appreciate it.
I'm not a paedophile.
I know.
I believe you, because paedophiles love children.
Hey. - Hey.
How's it going? - OK.
It only took 3 and a half hours. There was no traffic.
How do you like the car?
It's nice.
It's a Corvette C5. It gets really good miles per gallon.
Did your dad buy it for you? - Er... yeah.
But... I'm gonna pay him back.
The radio doesn't work. I don't know what happened.
I've got built-in speakers. But I have to get it fixed.
You know, Judah, you look a little different.
I changed my name. - Really? To what?
Otto. It's my middle name. I think it sounds a lot cooler.
So from now on, I tell everyone to call me Otto.
I'm really glad you called me.
Me, too.
Your parents hung up whenever I tried calling.
I know.
I was worried about you.
Your parents must have been totally freaked out.
Yeah.
The cops asked me some questions.
They thought maybe I was involved. I didn't tell them anything.
Are you seeing anyone?
A couple of girls are interested in me, but I don't know...
I like to play it cool, you know. - Yeah.
I mean, I'm not interested in just sex. I'm not like that.
I know.
How's your feature coming along?
I stopped working on it. I decided my whole idea sucked.
I guess it's better to know it sucks now,
than working on it for 2 years and then realising it sucks.
Aviva, I think I've kind of...
matured a lot since I last saw you.
Really changed.
One second.
Fuck! - No, it was good! Much better!
But then it slipped out! - Part of it got inside.
Yeah, but the timing was off. Fuck!
God, no! It was really good!
And a lot of it really did get inside me.
You're just saying that. - No, I mean it.
Really? You mean, like...
Yes, Otto, and I have a feeling,
though it's just a feeling, that this time...
I'm going to be a mom.
Everybody's different In this great big world
That's what life is all about
Oh yeah
There is something special In every boy and girl
Don't hide it away
Let it out Let it out
This is the way that Jesus made us
This is the way we're meant to be
This is the way that Jesus made us
So let's celebrate for all to see
This is the way
Come on
Every single person Has a role to play
Written by the Lord above
Everything we do And every word we say
Oh, He guides us From Heaven with love
Yeah, yeah This is the way that Jesus made us
This is the way we're meant to be
This is the way that Jesus made us
So let's celebrate for all to see
Let's celebrate Oh, yeah
So if you're feeling discouraged
And you think Your heart's going to break
Remember this is the way That Jesus made you
And he'd never make a mistake
We got Shazaam on drums
Go, Crystal Oh yeah
Carlito Sweet, sweet, sweet Jesus, yeah
Now, Jiminy This is the way that Jesus made us
Oh yeah Sweet, sweet Jesus
Home at last
1, 2
This is the way that Jesus made us
This is the way we're meant to be
This is the way that Jesus made us
So let's celebrate for all to see
This is the way that Jesus made us
This is the way we're meant to be
This is the way that Jesus made us Everybody
So let's celebrate for all to see
This is the way that Jesus made us
This is the way we're meant to be
This is the way that Jesus Jesus made us
So let's celebrate for all to see
This is the way.