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I can transfer you
after the holidays.
Does that sound good?
- No.
- No?
No.
I don't wanna change
schools, Mom.
Why don't you just let me
get my license?
When you can afford
your own car
and learn to drive,
absolutely.
Well, when are you gonna
let me do that?
It's like your way
of controlling me.
with you today.
Would you be happy
finishing the school year
and then transfer
next year?
I will drive you
in the morning
pick you up after school.
Take it or leave it.
[instrumental music]
You have everything?
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
- Lunch? Okay.
- Yup.
I'll be right here
after school, okay?
Okay.
[music continues]
[Leah chuckles]
- Oh. F***.
- What?
My mom's waiting for me.
Well, we'll see you
this weekend, right?
We're going to that, like,
stupid carnival thing.
No, I have to be
up north with her.
Sh*t, that's too bad.
Okay. Cool, see you later.
See ya.
[indistinct chatter]
[sighs]
F***.
Hey, kiddo,
how was your day?
Great.
[engine revving]
And you shouldn't
call me that either.
Well, that's how
you're acting.
Hey! Get down here,
right now!
What?
You know, you better start
respecting me or...
Or what, you're gonna
uproot my life?
God, you are acting
like such a brat!
Oh, how else am I supposed
to act, Mom?
You know, I am driving over
two f***in' hours a day
so you can be
with your stupid friends
- and that is not enough for you!
- Don't call them stupid.
- Come here! Come here!
- What?
Give me your hand.
Give me your hand.
- F***in' don't touch me.
- Give me your hand.
What is this?
A pentagram. Oh!
You wanna be a Manson
chick or something.
It's ridiculous.
Ever since
your father died
you've been
into that occult crap.
It makes me feel better!
- And my friends...
- Your friends?
Your friends are losers,
Leah,
like you're becoming.
I give up. I give up.
Oh, you give up?
Moving on is impossible
with you.
Every time I look at you,
I see your father's face.
God, I wish I could
just wipe it off.
[sighs]
[sobbing]
[intense music]
F***. F***. F***.
F***. F***. F***.
[sobbing]
[screams]
I wish you were dead!
[sobbing]
[intense music]
[breathing heavily]
[sighs]
[laptop keys clacking]
[intense music]
[thudding]
Darkness, I charge you
with this sign
mother in the night
are mine.
I teach you the mysteries
of rebirth.
...upon you brought
by... seeds.
Hear with my ears
and speak with my tongue.
I invite you to come.
Drawn by the heart
and the head..
Five points
to this fellowship.
I bring you
ecstasy and rebirth..
From me they come
and to me they go.
...mother in the night
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