[ Clicking ] [ Beeping ] Woman: Children,
experience tells me that some of you will forget
the lessons I have taught. No. This summer,
take time to reflect on your past year
in the second grade... [ Computer game beeps ]
Yes! ...and how you can make
third grade better. No! Mr. O'Malley,
do you disagree with me? No, Sister Leonora Mary.
I agree. [ Children giggle ] Woman: Pete! Boys! Come on, let's go! Mom... Yes, honey? I told them to be ready
20, but they just don't listen. Another comeback stopped! Reggie Jackson stinks. Boys! We gotta get going.
Mom's gonna freak. Get down here right now! Well, what should we
tell her? You couldn't find
your belt. Hold on! Why aren't you
going to church? What are you,
a detective? Why aren't you
in the car? Come on, let's go!
God doesn't wait! It's killing me I can't be
with them at church. My most cherished moments have been with you kids
at church. Screaming brats. Why are you late? Pete couldn't find
his belt. Mm-hmm.
Why are you late? Seamus lost my belt. [ Baby cries ] Hey...
Why didn't you guys make us
wait a little longer? You know how I hate
being late to mass. Katie, your toys
are everywhere. You know what? God gives you
168 hours a week. You'd think you'd give him
one back. Is that too much to ask?
[ Sighs ] I've been ready
for three hours. Oh, shut up,
you kiss ass. Come here. Come here.
No. Come here. Honey,
I'm not gonna hit you. I just want to tell you,
you shouldn't talk like that. Why am I the only one
that gets hit? [ Computer game beeps ]
Touchdown! I'm crushing you again. [ Baby crying ] Here, that one, too. Maybe the teddy bear
will shut her up. I'm gonna shut you up,
too, you little jerk. "C." [ Beeps ] [ Crying continues ] Pete:
Growing up Irish-Catholic, Heaven and Hell
are talked about as if they're
my next-door neighbours. [ Computer game beeps ]
Touchdown! And my mom's job... Goddamn it.
towards the right path. Lord's name in vain.
Come here. Come here, mister. Agh!
Don't you talk like that,
you little son of a b*tch. We're on our way to church,
for Christ's sake. Morning.
It's good to see you. [ Bell tolling ] Okay.
Alright, honey. Okay, it's alright. [ Screams, cries ] Alright. Happy Sunday,
everybody. Morning, son. [ Screaming ] Okay. Thank you, dear. Watch him. Get in there.
You're going to Confession. Right over here,
right here, right here. Pete: Unfortunately,
nobody knows the exact path to Heaven. My mom says
that's why we go to church -- to pray to Jesus
for answers. But he just hangs there
silently, looking down at me,
seeing everything. That can't be good. Hey, Mom...
Yes, dear? You think doing my chores will be enough to keep me
out of Hell? What'd you break? Peter Edward O'Malley,
look at me, honey.
Sister Leonora Mary thinks
that I'm going to Hell. And why do you think
she thinks this? Well, she sort of said it
a lot this year.
[ Telephone rings ] Maybe you can do something
to prove to Sister Mary that you're going straight to
Heaven -- do something good. Hello?
Oh, hi, Jackie. Well, what can I do
to prove it to her? Honey, just be yourself,
obey the nuns, and you'll be fine, okay?
You're a good boy. Hello.
Well, you know how I feel. If you can't say
something good, you just
don't say anything. But, you know,
she is kind of loose. Hmm, what do you think
of Sister Leonora Mary? Sister Big Bags?
She's alright. Way easier
than Sister Gloria. Why? She keeps telling me
I'm going to Hell. Yeah.
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