"Where to pal?" "OH!" "Sorry, father, I ah..." "I didn't see..." "I... eeesh..." "East side rescue mission?" "Fancy, you got Kevlar under that shirt?" "What did you do to piss off the boss?" "Thought I worked for a different boss." "Oooh more courage to retreat than advance in this army." "Oi, traffic, is beyond my control." "You think maybe you could in a good word for us?" "It's my lot in life." "One man's hell is another man's pay check." "You know, father, you and me, we are lots alike." "We are both trying to get people where they need to be, and everyone thinks we are trying to rip them off somehow." "Night like this you just want to go to your warm happy place." "Hey, father, do priests have the warm happy place?" "Oh!" "Do you mind father?" "It's my wife." "Hi mom, how you doing?" "What are you doing Andrew?" "I'm at the cabin." "I wanted to try spey casting." "I remember Dad always talked about it and I thought I'd give it a shot." "Andrew this is not the time for fishing." "Maybe not but, here I am." "Andrew I can't believe you, you are facing excommunication and you're trout fishing?" "I'm not being excommunicated mom," "I'm just being relocated to a Christian mission." "It's a soup kitchen Andrew you're being banished." "Well consider it self improvement then." "What do you mean Andrew." "You know tithe saying..." ""give a man a fish, feed him for a day, teach a man to fish..."?" "Andrew, please, I don't want to lose you." "You're not losing me mother," "I'm still a priest." "Oh come on!" "It's the pedal on your right you son of a... sorry father." "Hey father, my wife, she thinks that nurses and doctors are better at sex because they know so much about the body." "So me, I wonder, what are priests better at?" "Are you better at being happy that regular people?" "Call the Bishop, he'll understand." "They won't understand." "That's exactly the problem." "Everything you've worked for, all these years, is hanging in the balance here." "You need to earn their forgiveness." "God may be forgiving, mom, but men aren't." "Don't worry, I'll be fine." "How can you say that as you turn your back on God, on me?" "I'm not turning my back on anyone." "This wasn't your fault, Andrew." "You didn't push him off the ledge." "Maybe not, but he died with my hand on his shoulder." "He looked to me for guidance." "Of course I do, it's your fare." "Look, father, either I cut over on fifth to pacific, which is longer route, or we are stuck in this game traffic until tomorrow night." "Oh!" "uh!" "Yeah, uh." "Cut over." "Hey, sometimes the longer route gets you the quicker end." "Either way, it's better than waiting for it." "Okay!" "Hey Lady, I am coming over." "One way or the other!" "You can't let an accident ruin your life." "Suicide by definition is not an accident, mother." "He killed himself Andrew." "You didn't kill him." "Yeah, well, he looked to me for guidance." "All he wanted was understanding;" "acceptance." "So because of his choices you're going to let it damn your soul too?" "Mom, calm down." "It's okay." "How can you say that?" "Do you understand what you are saying?" "What you are talking about?" "I am trying to save your soul." "My soul is my problem." "I'm your mother, it's my problem." "HEY!" "No." "No." "No." "You want money?" "You go help sewer guys fix flood." "What are you...?" "Man this guy is killing me, come on!" "OH!" "Whole world is for shit." "Sorry father, no offense." "None taken." "Black president was supposed to change the world." "Make everything equal." "Some things just don't change, human nature." "I used to give these people money." "When I first came to this country" "I see this lady she had a sign it said she was starving." "So me, I gave her my sandwich." "And the next day, she's still there." "But me, I am hungry so I gave her half of my sandwich." "And then she is still there." "Poof, what are you gonna do?" "I gotta eat too." "The Lord helps those that helps themselves." "Exactly" "The Lord helps those that helps themselves." "The Lord helps those that..." "that's a little cold don't you think?" "But true." "Oh, you have to get through his Andrew." "It's not that simple." "Andrew you're in danger here you can't be cryptic." "I'm not trying to be cryptic." "It's not something you can just get over." "He needed me." "He was desperate." "All he needed was acceptance and I..." "I couldn't give it to him." "Why?" "Because of some rule of my job?" "Because it's written that homosexuals are sinners." "Written by who, mom?" "God, Andrew." "Are you sure?" "Are you sure God wrote those words?" "How sure?" "Because I'm not." "And do I speak the word of God?" "Don't you blaspheme to me your father would turn over in his grave to hear you say such things." "I'm not blaspheming mom." "... It's..." "God isn't the problem." "I used to make sense." "I need to figure things out." "By turning your back on God?" "I'm not turning my back on God, mom." "Andrew this is what you have wanted your whole life." "You are throwing it away." "Why don't you call the Bishop?" "Call the Bishop?" "Because I..." "Because why?" "Because." "Even if he would change his mine about what I did it's not about his approval." "Well what is it then?" "If I call him, I have to mean it." "Well of course you do." "Faithful, mom, that's what it says." "It's the first requirement." "How can I go back if I don't have that?" "How can I?" "By finding your way back to your faith, son." "I'll try." "Look, I got to go" "I love you mom." "And I love you to." "Bye." "Even with the two traffic jams, looks like we find it." "You sure you want to do this father?" "The pimps and the thieves, it's not the worst of it, believe me." "Look I'll take you anywhere else you want to go." "." "I got to go back up town anyway." "Father, whatever you did, it's not written in stone." "Come on, last chance, anywhere you want to go, free fare." "Thanks." "Okay, stretch your legs according to your clothes." "Hey, remember, Father, words without thoughts, never to heaven go." "Be your best." "God bless you." "Deos beatus nos totus abbas." "Andrew, I was begining to worry." "Come on in, father, welcome to our little haven in the shade."