Perpetual Grace LTD

Once there was a fireman that ran away from a fire.

That was me.

Why are you going to a sheriff's convention? You sell cars.

So I can find a sheriff.

Yeah.

To lock up your... Right.

That's a good place to find a sheriff.

Thanks.

Have you found a disillusioned young man

to take your place there in Half whatever?

Half Acre.

Why can't you just do the whole thing by yourself,

by the way?

Why what?

The whole plan yourself.

Why do you need a disillusioned young man...

Why can't I personally, by myself,

arrange to have both of my parents

arrested in Mexico and declared dead?

Yeah.

Because then, when they're released unhurt,

they'll come back, and then I'll have to be,

like, in the same kitchen with them,

and they'll probably say, "Hey, why'd you arrange

to have us both arrested in Mexico and declared... ".

Okay, right. I can't do it myself

because I'm not really gonna hurt them, honey.

They're... They're coming back.

Right.

So I have to make it seem like a a disillusioned guy

took my identity and... and came up with this cool notion.

Yeah, anyway, they disowned me from their home from my room,

from my own "Star Wars" room that I made when I was 9

just because I wanted to perform stage magic

and breath-taking feats of illusion.

Your parents?

My dad's a pastor, yeah.

God hates magician, hates magic.

It says in the Bible... something.

What, you wanted to be a magician?

Yeah, but it was more than that.

My... My dad... My dad takes things from people.

He takes their money.

His church rips people off.

They have this center. They're supposed to help people,

but they use it to rip people off.

They get into their bank accounts

with these shared accounts,

and they didn't want me around to see it.

They cut me off. Sent me out.

I was 15.

My dad's fucked up, too, but that's hard-core.

They made up lies about me, told people I was bad.

They're the bad ones.

Someone should take their money, man, you know?

Take that money back, you know?

So, where are you headed?

I don't know.

Cruising.

What?

Just...

You ever think about cruising back, blowing your horn?

About what?

About having $2 million.

It'd be easy, I'm saying.

Just a couple of old people.

They stole all that money.

It's not like we're hurting them.

We just get them out of the picture for a little while.

Couple weeks. It's so easy.

Yeah, and you'd have to get hooked on methadone

over the next few weeks.

For real?

My parents can tell.

That's intense.

How many kids did the fire-trainee guy have?

The guy who burned holding your hose?

Steven Jimenez.

11.

11?

Girls.

All girls.

You look good, man.Thanks.

You look ready. Thanks.

All right.

You gain my parents' total trust,

then we totally trick them to go to Mexico.

We lock them up for two weeks total,

you totally take my identity,

and then we take the total sum of money

from their crooked church account.

$4 million.$4 million.

And then we let them go, and you go away,

and I come back, and I go, "Whoa!"

Someone totally took my identity and took all your money!

Holy shit, Mom and Dad!

"I'm sorry! That sucks!"

But, secretly, I have $2 million

to use for my own secret purposes.

And so do you.

And, remember, the total, whole time... This is gonna be easy.

They're just a couple of old people.

What's with you, son?

My friend just had it with me.

Had it with you, why?

I got sick in her Caprice,

so she told me to get out.

I got out, and then I got sick out here.

Can you sit up? Probably.

Well, sit up, then. Have some respect for yourself.

There you go.

Woman Your hands are shaking, honey.

What do you want? I don't... I don't know you.

Do you feel sick now, son?

Yeah.

Why are you lifting me in the air?

Unhand me.

He said "unhand me." You hear that?

He thinks he's historical.

I'm not trying to kick you. It's involuntary.

Man You're in a withdrawal.

I'll ride with you back here

and explain what's happening science-wise.

What's your name?

James.

I'm Pa. That's Ma.

Where are we headed? Half Acre... home.

We have a church and, what would you call it?

A center. I call it a center.

We have a church and a center

where we treat men and women troubled such as you.

Hey, you didn't read the fine print.

It's not a sin.

You're gonna be okay, James.

You're gonna be okay, James.

It's a new day, boy.

James I can't promise you, Pa, that I'm worth your

you know, your efforts here with me.

I just want to say that.

Pa Don't say that.

You don't know me. I'm not top-notch.

You're kind, you and Ma, and you don't know me.

I don't have a great deal of, you know... character.

I just wanted to tell you that in case you thought I did.

Has this been easy? Your recovery?

No.

And you're days into it. You're way into it.

Because I want to change.

That's character enough for me.

Our son, Paul. He was an odd-looking boy.

Funny looking. Mean.

He vexed me.

And Ma.

And then, as he grew older,

he just... fucking

tormented and plagued us.

He had this shrill, awful laugh.

In fact, you'd... You'd just stiffen around him,

even when he was cheerful.

He was a crumb.

Paul hurt people.

That's worse than watching your own boy get hurt, too.

That's the one thing that is.

He was looked after, too.

I'd often pray as he was taking shape

into his bent shape that he'd straighten out,

but he never did.

He slipped away. I don't know where.

Needing love and guidance.

And now he's off probably injuring people.

In all the ways that... you know.

He's not weak like me and you.

He's cruel.

And he never showed the character to want to change.

I'm just saying, that's my real challenge...

Turning the corner.

I might be incorrigible.

You know what that word means? It means bad beyond correction.

I know what it means.

Be kinder to yourself.

Say this with me.

I am my own God.

I am my own God.

And I am worthy of my longest brief life.

And I am worthy of my longest brief life.

You feeling strong enough?

Strong enough for what?

Strong enough to get strong.

Get it? Get the rhythm. Get the rhythm.

There we go. There we fucking go.

Get it! Get the rhythm. Get the rhythm.

There we go. There we fucking go.

Get it! Get the rhythm. Get the rhythm.

There you go. There you fucking go.

Get it! Get the rhythm. Get the rhythm.

There we go. There you fucking go.

Get it! Get the rhythm. Get the rhythm.

There we go.

Ma So, where's the old stash?

James What old stash?