The Preacher's Daughter Page #5

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Just Jeremy and them.

And I was going to see if

Rachel wanted to come, too.

I don't think that's

such a good idea.

I've heard stories about what

some of the kids do out there.

I'm not going to do anything.

We know, Sweetheart.

But that doesn't mean we

want you around it either.

- But...

- The answer is 'no'.

I found that duet

I told you about...

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Nothing. It's...

I got invited to go to a party

and my dad won't let me go.

Oh. I'm sure he's just trying

to protect you. It's no big deal.

He can't protect me forever.

I'm almost eighteen and I'm

going to be moving off to college soon.

But, he still

treats like I'm two.

Oh, I think your dad knows

exactly how old you are.

And how beautiful.

Hm? Hm?

[CHUCKLES]

That's better.

So who invited you to the party?

Huh? Who was it?

Was it Jeremy?

Yeah, I told you he

had an eye for you.

He has a girlfriend.

So? Doesn't mean he's blind.

Heck, if I were his age...

What...

you'd have an eye for me?

What am I doing?

I'm sorry.

Hannah, I uh...

It's okay.

I won't tell anyone.

We better go.

What a f***ing hypocrite!

He is not. He just got

caught up in a moment of weakness.

He promised it

wouldn't happen again.

What if it does?

It won't.

But what if...?

So what if...?

Then what will you do?

I don't know.

What?

You want him to.

I do not!

Yeah, you do.

No, I don't.

You're so full of sh*t.

No, you are. No, you are.

No, you are. No, you are.

No, you are...

Where'd all this food come from?

The ladies from church brought

it, to welcome Hannah home.

Wasn't that nice?

All that's missing

is the fatted calf.

Heavenly Father, we thank you for this food

we are about to receive to our bodies...

We thank you Heavenly Father

for having our family back together again.

You mind?

How many of them things

do you smoke a day?

Still my conscience.

I'm also still your pastor.

If there's anything you

need to talk about...

See, that's the problems

with being a preacher's kid.

You can't confide your secrets to your

pastor without your dad finding out.

Well, if you can't talk

to me, then go to God.

He is always there.

Yeah, y'know, God and I aren't really on

speaking terms right now.

Maybe that's why you're having

so many problems...

Dad, look...

I didn't come to get saved.

Okay?

You weren't expecting a revival

on the first night, were you?

I'm wasn't expecting anything.

I'm just trying to help her.

As her father or her minister?

I am who I am, Maxine.

I can't just turn the

preacher off and on.

You can with me.

That's different.

Maybe we should consider

having her see a psychiatrist.

[CHUCKLES] They are nothing

but drug pushers with prescription pads.

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