Letters to God Page #3
"My dad said You made them all.
"I'm really glad to be
home from the hospital.
"But most of all,
"I really just wish
my mom would laugh.
"I miss that the most."
(Granna) In Jesus' name we pray.
Amen.
(Banging)
(Coughs)
Do I have to fill out a form or something?
Spoken like a true government worker.
Yeah.
(Sighs)
So, you're having trouble
quieting those demons tonight?
You having trouble remembering
you're just the bartender?
McDaniels,
if you keep pushing people away...
Save it. You're not my C.O. Anymore.
Ohh.
Uhh.
All right.
Oh, and, Jack... Jimmy Buffett called.
Ha!
( Michael Gleason: Throw Me a Line)
- (Dog barking)
- (Police siren)
Haunted heart
Tortured soul
I don't know
What it means to be free
I don't know
What it means to be me
(Baby crying)
Wounded pride
Cuts so deep
I don't know
How to make it all right
I don't know
How to make it through the night
Somebody throw me a line
'Cause I'm hanging by a thread
Hanging by a thread
And it's...
it's just a matter of time
Till it comes undone
(Police siren)
(Sighs)
(Ringing)
(Groaning)
- (Ringing continues)
- Oh!
Yeah?
(Lester) McDaniels,
have you lost your mind?
I leave you a message
to get your keister in here early,
and not only are you not here early,
you're not even here on time again.
If you're not in my office in 30 minutes...
There's a line a mile long
of people who want this job.
McDaniels, are you listening to me?
McDaniels?
(Knock on window)
Sam!
(Knocking continues)
It's about time.
I've been waiting for an hour.
My grandpa told me you were back.
My mom wouldn't let me come over till later.
I figured this was later.
Are you better?
I'm working on it.
Let me look at you.
Hmm. You don't look so bad.
I'm much better.
I think I'm going back to school even.
Oh! Thank goodness.
If I have to eat lunch one more day
with Ashley Turner, I'll just die!
I mean, it's horrible.
She smells like liverwurst.
- Ugh!
- (Laughs)
(Sighs) Well, here. I got you this.
Sweet! Thanks.
(Maddy) Ben, get up!
Quick! My mom's coming.
Hey, Tybo, you're awake.
Yep, I'm awake.
Just sitting here...
being awake.
Oh. Is that a new hat?
- You mean this thing?
- Mm-hm.
Mom. So, uh...
So, I'm going back to school today. Right?
(Sighs)
You think you're up to it?
- I think so.
- I don't know.
What do you think, Sam?
(Laughs)
I think he's ready.
- Way to be stealth, Sam!
- (Laughs) Hi, Miss Maddy.
- Hi, sweetheart. How are you?
- I'm fine.
- My grandpa told me Tyler was back.
- How is your grandpa?
- He's good.
- Good.
- And grumpy.
- (Laughs)
Okay. Good and grumpy, then.
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