The Preacher's Daughter

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[#ORGAN MUSIC#]

Jesus said to his disciples

"This is my body...

Take.

Eat.

Do this in remembrance of me."

[ROCK MUSIC BLARES]

[KNOCKING]

Hey... You okay in there?

[KNOCKING]

Hey, ass hole!

You let me in there!

[BANGING...]

Hello... let me in!

Open this God damn door right

now, or I'm gonna kick it down!

[BAM!]

[BAM!]

I had no choice.

Dude, she's trippin' bad.

Ok, Babe, bath time's over.

- No! Don't touch me!

- I'm not going to hurt you.

Get off of me! Stop it!

Put me down!

[SCREAMING] Get off

of me, you ass holes!

Stop it!

Put me down! Let me go.

Owww!

Please stop! You're hurting me!

[CRASH]

Owww!

Stop it! Stop!

This'll make it

stop hurting. Okay?

Get off!

I promise. No more pain.

Shh... no more pain.

This little light of mine...

I'm gonna let it shine...

let it shine...

shine, shine...

let it shine...

[#GUITAR MUSIC#]

That'll be 62.03.

That f***ing...

Uh, my money seems to have

mysteriously disappeared.

You wanna put something back?

Yeah, um...

I guess the toilet paper.

[#FAST BEAT#]

We're going to some

party off Montrose,

but we can come by later.

No sh*t?

God damn it, Zane!

Will you slow down?

Let me just call you

back later, alright?

You mind not f***in' yelling at me

when I'm on the f***ing phone?

D'you mind not driving

ninety over potholes so

I can do my make-up without

poking my eye out? Jesus!

[SIREN]

What the f***? No, this can not

be f***ing happening right now.

- What?

- F***. This cannot be happening!

- Zane, you don't have anything in here

do you? - Be cool. OK?

Keep your f***ing mouth shut!

Sh*t.

License and insurance, please.

There a problem, officer?

There will be if you don't hand

over your license and insurance.

Here.

Do you know why I stopped

you tonight, Mr. Richter?

No. Not a clue.

I clocked you going over fifty.

Well, the speed limit's

forty five, man. Come on.

Try thirty five.

Oh.

Look, my girlfriend and I got in a fight.\

I probably missed the sign. C'mon.

It's late, dude.

Just wait here a minute, please.

Ass hole.

What?

Unit 412...

- Get in the car.

- I can get in the car myself!

Get in the car!

F*** you!

Yup, looks like we

got something here.

Oh, Jesus...

Yep. Now'd be a real good

time to start praying.

[PHONE RINGS]

White Residence.

Hello?

I, um...

...I didn't know who else to call.

Hannah... where are you?

Are you all right?

I'm...

I'm, um...

Just tell me where you are.

I'll come and get you.

Just tell me where you are.

Hannah White!

Yeah.

Let's go.

Dad's here to get you.

Hey, Barbie.

See if your old man'll

bail us out, too.

Tell him we'll make

it worth his while.

Shut your mouth!

Thanks for coming.

I didn't know about the drugs. I swear.

Shhh... It's all right.

Everything'll...

Gonna be all right.

Um, I'll get you a blanket.

Thank you.

So. We have good news and bad news.

The bad news is the police found

enough drugs in your vehicle

to charge you and your

boyfriend with intent to sell.

- It wasn't mine...

- Let me finish.

I just talked to the D-A's office; they are

willing to reduce the charge to possession

if you agree to testify against Zane.

Ok, what's the good news?

That was the good news.

I'm not testifying against Zane.

The man is a drug dealer!

With two priors. Odds are, he's

going to jail for a long while.

There's no reason you

should have to go with him.

Okay. We have one other option.

And that's we can try

and convince the judge

you didn't have any knowledge

the drugs were in the vehicle.

It's not going to be an easy sell,

especially since you lived with the guy.

But, since this is your first offense,

you'll possibly get deferred adjudication.

Uh, layman's?

She'll get off.

Providing that she stays out

of trouble the next six weeks.

And there will be a fine.

Ok, well, what if I

don't have the money?

Then you'll go to jail.

I'll pay the fine,

on one condition.

You come home...

...I knew this was coming.

Actually, that could

work in your favor.

The judge is more likely to be lenient...

...if he knows you'll be living

in a stable environment.

Fine. Whatever.

As long as I don't have to testify.

[RADIO EVANGELIST] The son had

disappeared to another land!

Squandered his inheritance!

Lain with prostitutes...

You uh, need to call anybody?

Let them know you're leaving town?

Job? No one?

How do you support yourself?

I sing in Zane's band.

At least you're getting some use

out of all those voice lessons.

# This is my story, this is my song... #

# Praising my Savior all the day long. #

# This is my story, this is my song. #

# Praising my Savior all the day long. #

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!

Let us pray.

Heavenly Father, we thank you

for this beautiful day,

and for all these people who

have gathered in your house to worship you.

I ask that you be with me today,

Heavenly Father, as I deliver your words.

Let them fill our hearts and minds with

the spiritual nourishment we need to be

more perfect servants for you.

In Jesus' name we pray...

Amen.

- Good sermon.

- Thank you.

- Sir, good to see you.

- Always a pleasure.

Good sermon, Daddy.

Thank you, Sweetheart.

You ready for voice lessons tonight?

When do you think she'll be ready

to get up and sing for us?

I don't know...

that depends on Hannah.

[SNICKERING] Hey.

Look at the freak.

Now, Caleb, that's

not very Christian.

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