The Craft Page #4

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Don't move.

Ray, the light's out!

Oh, man!

You didn't even pay the bill.

I gave you the money.

What are you doing home so late?

You're late!

It's the storm, Grace.

It's the connection.

- Oh, it's the storm?

- That's why the lights are out.

Neighbor's lights aren't out.

Got a light?

I give you money.

You tell me you pay the bill.

You can't even pay a bill?

What are you good for?

You know what I'm good for.

We're going on a field trip.

Miss Downs, I hate to interrupt

your little social gathering.

Sorry, Sister.

You girls watch out

for those weirdos.

We are the weirdos, mister.

Earth, air, fire, water.

Earth, air, fire, water.

It is better that you should

rush upon this blade...

than enter the circle

with fear in your heart.

How do you enter?

With perfect love

and perfect trust.

It is better that you should

rush upon this blade...

than enter the circle

with fear in your heart.

How do you enter?

With perfect love

and perfect trust.

That's a girl.

As above...

so below.

I drink of my sisters...

and I ask for the ability...

to not hate those

who hate me--

especially racist pieces...

of bleached-blonde sh*t

like Laura Lizzie.

Right on.

I drink of my sisters...

and I ask to love myself more...

and to allow myself

to be loved more by others--

especially Chris Hooker.

I know it's pathetic.

Definitely pathetic.

I drink of my sisters...

and I take into myself

the power to be beautiful...

outside as well as in.

I drink of my sisters...

and I take into myself...

all the power of Manon.

That's all?

Blessed be.

Thought you were gonna burp.

Oh, my God.

What?

Look.

It's Manon.

It's so beautiful.

He's listening to us.

- Do you think it's working?

- I don't know.

I think he just looked at me.

Did he look at me? Is he looking?

- Not right now, but he just did.

- So weird.

I know. Now he's looking.

- He's looking?

- Yes.

Is he still back there?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Never mind.

It's working.

That or he's gone

completely crazy.

- You hate me, right?

- No.

- You don't?

- No.

'Cause, you see, when you're a guy--

and I am--

people expect things.

I mean, I know I said

some nasty things about you.

- Did you tell your friends?

- What?

That you're a lying sack of sh*t.

No. But I will.

I'll tell them tomorrow.

I'll tell the truth.

Good.

- Can I sit with you in Mass?

- Yeah, sure.

Watch this.

Chris, could you carry these for me?

- They're really heavy.

- Yeah.

And Bonnie's too.

She's got a bad back.

And this. Thanks.

I can't believe it.

Could you hold my jock for me?

It's kind of heavy.

In the book of Genesis--

What are you, Stepford boy?

Sit.

Pay attention.

It's working.

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