The Devil's Candy Page #2
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Hey, Zo.
Oh, my God.
Zooey.
- I haven't gotten you
that good in ages.
- Yeah, that was,
that was hysterical.
That was super funny.
- Thank you.
-How was your first day?
-Sucked big time.
-Hey, hey.
It'll get better, I promise.
Okay, it just takes time.
Yeah, anything new,
it just takes time.
What happened to
the butterflies?
Jess? Jess?
Jesse!
Wh... where were you?
-What?
-Where were you?
- I'll get it!
Hi.
There's someone here
and it's not the pizza man.
Hi.
-I've got one just like that.
- A flying V.
You got a red Flying V?
like Kirk Hammett
from Metallica uses.
He is my favorite guitar hero.
I mean I asked mom and
dad to get one for my birthday
but you know, Gibsons
are really expensive
so I'm getting
a little cheaper...
-Excuse me.
Can I help you?
- Mmm.
I need to come home now.
This is mommy and daddy's house.
They're dead.
-Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.
happened with your parents.
But yo... you don't live here
anymore.
Okay. It... it's time for you
to leave.
- They won't let me
play it loud.
I need to play it loud.
-You need to leave, now.
- Dad.
- Jess..
Jesse.
- You need to leave
before I call the police.
Alright, that's it,
I'm calling the police.
I'm callin' 'em right now.
- You were mean.
You say, "treat everyone like
the way you want to be treated."
You didn't do that.
-What?
- Well, the poor guy, obviously
and his parents did just die
in our house.
-We've come to the place
where we joke
about the idea of the devil.
With the horns, and the tail,
and all that.
But that is Satan's lie
to distract us
from the reality of who He is.
He is no mask
in a Halloween store.
He's not what you see
in the movies.
He is an active, violent
anti-God personal reality.
And as much as we refuse to
admit it, He lives through us.
He uses us to carry out
His unspeakable deeds.
For we are His pawns,
we are His demons on Earth
we satiate His hunger.
If you have the slightest bit
of greed, in your heart
He will turn it into
an avalanche.
He will slither into your soul.
that's not gonna win you
any Academy Awards.
- It's not funny, you're not
supposed to go if you're sick
because everyone else
gets sick too.
- Well, it looks like we got
an outbreak on our hands.
-Oh, my God. Dad.
and he's given me his.
And a Marshall, dad,
he's given me his Marshall..
Dad.
I can keep 'em right?
Please. Please.
-No.
I can't let you
keep this guitar.
Hey. Hey.
I'm gettin' you a guitar and an
amp for your birthday. Come on.
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