Midnight Mass Page #3

Yeah, I know.

- This is bullshit.

- Watch it, will you?

All these people do is talk.

Come on.

( laughing )

- Hey, man.

- What's going on?

Hey, what's happening?

I wouldn't go in there

if I were you.

- It's that bad, huh?

- This whole thing's unraveling fast.

They just can't agree

on anything anymore.

Everyone has

their own priorities.

Hey, Susie Q.

Come here.

I have something for you.

- Check it out.

- Bad ass.

- Do you know how to use one?

- Yeah, my dad taught me.

Feel the weight on it.

And the best part about it is...

it buckles

right to your wrist.

Keeps it handy

for those close encounters.

Those cocksuckers won't ever

see it coming.

If we don't get our act together,

none of us stands a chance.

Not gonna happen when

you have 20 different jerk-offs

who all think they should be

the ones in charge.

If we don't get together

on something soon though,

we're all f***ed.

They way I see it, until then,

we only have one option.

My own private reserve.

I don't want to drink.

C'mon, you gotta have

at least one.

Why, 'cause you never drink alone?

Touch.

Jesus, Joe, come on,

this isn't you.

It's the new and improved me.

You know how hard it's getting

to find these things?

Sweet Jesus!

- All right, one drink.

- Now you're talkin'.

On the condition that you don't have one,

'cause we got to talk.

Deal.

All right.

( coughing )

Great to see you again, Gwen.

When was the last time we talked?

Probably over a year now.

Every since

that St. Anthony's nastiness.

It would be debates over coffee

at the Queen,

arguing the problems

of the world.

Didn't solve any though, did we?

I think we finally decided

it was all your fault.

- Oh.

- ( laughs )

The priest versus the godless,

yet enlightened anarchist.

Yeah, well, it looks like you finally

got that anarchy you wanted.

What?!

This is not what I wanted.

This sh*t is more repressive

than any regime in human history.

This is f***ing bullshit.

Goddamn Nazi Germany

was f***ing Sunday school!

( screams )

Joe, they've taken over St. Anthony's.

They're in the majority now.

Taken over everything else.

Why should St. Anthony's be different

than any other parish?

Not the parish,

the church.

That's holy ground.

Messed up the altar,

thrown down all the crosses.

I've seen it.

How do you know what goes on

at St. Anthony's?

It wasn't exactly

one of your favorite hangouts.

All of my hangouts are gone, Joe,

just like all the people

I hung out with.

But since everyone's gone,

I've been wandering around,

you know?

I've run into

some of your old parishioners.

( laughing )

They're pretty pathetic.

Lost, scared.

They wish you were back.

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