Ganymede

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- Floy. - Hm?

He can have his orange juice.

Yes.

Here you go, baby.

Whew, okay.

Alright...

let's pray.

Heavenly Father,

we ask you to watch over this family

and we ask you to send your blessings, Lord,

as you see fit to bestow.

Yes, Lord.

We ask that you bless Little Lee

as he prepares for his wrestling match.

And Lord, bless Floy,

as she works so hard for the family.

We're just so thankful for the opportunities

you give us to shape this community in your image.

- Yes, Lord. - And bring forth your kingdom...

Your kingdom here on Earth.

- Amen. - Amen.

Sarah Beth...

can you just let things like that go

'til we're done with the prayer?

Yes, I'm sorry, Big Lee... Commissioner Fletcher.

Alright, just finish up your work and go on.

Yes, sir. I just need to finish Little Lee's laundry.

- No, I need you gone now. - Do you want me to help...

I don't need you to do anything.

Floy, why don't you let her help?

I don't need help.

Sarah Beth, just take out the trash and go.

Yes, sir.

Put on a sweater, Sarah Beth.

Would it be possible to pay me... before I go?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Floy, you know the election is coming up,

- you're gonna be needing... - I don't...

- You've got a lot on your plate. - I have to get to school.

Son!

Don't interrupt me.

Have a good day.

Alright, hey.

You gonna train hard today?

- Yes, sir. - You gonna bust it?

- Yes, sir. - Alright...

I want you on that mat first thing after school.

Go on.

Well, I like to tell people I'm a devout Christian

because I'm kinda the only one in my group of friends

that's, like, a for-real Christian,

so whenever I meet someone, I just say it.

Aw, that's so brave that you do that.

Yeah, so brave.

It must be hard for you to be constantly coming out as a Christian.

The armor of God is heavy.

So heavy.

- I'll see you at Chrysalis. - I'll be there.

Cool!

They're nice, okay? My mom...

Your mom plays tennis with their moms.

You're not funny.

Lee Fletcher looks tragic.

That's why he's hot.

You should text him and get him out.

Dude, he's not gonna party with us.

He has sad eyes.

What?

Awww!

Do you want to go up to your room and read a book with him?

- You want to read a book with him? Aw! - Shut up.

Dude, you are so lame.

So lame. I'm never gonna stop making fun of you.

You shared a copy of To Kill a Mockingbird

for, like, half an hour,

and it's, like, the pinnacle of your fucking life.

Okay, it was not.

And he let me keep his copy of it, so...

Okay, well, that...

that changes everything.

Hey, don't be a bitch, text him!

No! I'm not gonna text him, okay?

No way, dude!

Okay, no booze, no sex, just wrestling, God, and church shit.

- But he might say yes. - No, he won't.

Big Lee pulled him completely out of First Christ after the Easter retreat.

Why?

Big Lee...

flipped because Brent got a blow job from Kayla on the dock.

Wait, why didn't you invite me?

If you're so desperate to talk to him,

sign up for the trash pickup or something.

- Miss Kimpton is shouting right there. - Let's go, Miss Tierreny,

at least like direct her to Miss Miller's office, thank you.

- Miss Kimpton? - What's up?

Hi, uh, I was wondering

if I could sign up for the trash pickup?

Oh, yeah, sure, we're always looking for more trash heads,

going green, saving the en-vi-ron-ment.

You know, we're all supposed to be dead by like 2050.

Has anyone else signed up?

Oh, Lee Fletcher.

You know, he's always the only one who shows up.

I think his dad makes him do it.

But now he'll have someone to "talk trash with".

Well, they can't all be winners, Kyle.

Thanks, Mrs. K.

I heard we're all supposed to die by like 2050 or something,

if we don't do anything...

Dang, that's crazy.

Do you know what I'm talking about?

No.

The environment.

It's, like, gonna be too hot...

to live.

Hmm.

Does your dad make you do this?

Yeah.

Why?

I don't know.

Okay...

cool story.

How about you?

Why are you here?

Because I care about the environment.

Yeah, I can tell.

Miss... Miss Mansfield's class?

What?

We had to share a book

that one time in Miss Mansfield's class.

Yeah.

I'm Lee.

Fletcher the Fourth?

Yeah?

I'm Kyle Culper.

I still have the book.

Cool.

Um, so you... so...

you're friends with Bree?

Yeah, I am.

Bree's really funny.

You guys know each other from church?

Yeah, you uh...

you came with her to that Christmas retreat once up at the lake?

Yeah,

I wish she had invited me to the last one.

I heard about Brent and Kayla.

So frickin' weird.

Brent looks like a fool.

I heard he cried and then everyone had to pray for him?

Yeah, my dad drove up and got me before all of that.

Oh.

Was he mad?

Not at me.

We basically decided then to not go to First Christ anymore.

Oh.

Wow.

We go to New Dawn now.

That's like...

a huge deal.

Yeah, it's kinda crazy.

My dad, he just, like...

thinks I should be responsible for everyone all of the time.

I don't know.

Sorry, this is weird.

Whoo!

Hey, Fuck Dick.

Faggot Party!

What the fuck is this?

What is Lee Fletcher doing with Fuck Dick?

We're just picking up trash, Bobby.

Let's calm it down. Alright, bud?

Oh, so Kyle can suck your dick?

Why, you're jealous, Justin?

You smell that?

It smells like farts out here.

Did you fart, Fuck Dick?

No Bobby, I didn't.

I bet you did.

You just can't feel it because your asshole is so loose

from getting fucked by so many dicks,

Fuck Dick!

I'm glad you're thinking about my asshole.

Alright, just calm it down.

What you gonna do about it, little boy?

You gonna get Big Daddy Lee to call the law on me after I beat your ass?

Let's not find out.

Beat his little ass, Justin!

What the fuck?

Fucking fags, you won't do shit.

Fuck!

Yeah, protect your little boyfriend, bitch.

Do something else, I swear.

Come on, Justin.

Open the fucking door, Bobby.

Hey...

I'm so sorry.

- Don't worry about it. - Are you okay? Can I see that?