Pastor's Kid

- My name is Karen Taylor.

I'm your new executive pastor.

My kids, Riley and Luke, and I,

are so happy to be part of this church community.

Today I'll be doing the reading out

of the book of Matthew, chapter 11, verse 28.

This verse is dear to me,

as I have had many struggles in my past.

I hope you find your rest in Him today.

The verse reads,

"Come to me, all who are weary and burdened,

and I will give you rest.

Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,

for I am gentle and humble in heart,

and you will find rest for your souls.

For my yoke is comfortable, and my burden is light."

This is the word of the Lord.

Two, three...

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom, wake up.

Shit.

Hey, precious Pearl.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

- Ugh. - How you feeling?

Hi.

Is anybody in there?

Hi.

What happened?

Yeah, what happened?

I was at Smugglers last night.

What?

Yeah.

And then all of a sudden I look over

and I see two wrinkly ass white men

trying to shove you inside a vehicle.

Don't touch me. No!

- Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I remember getting there.

Uh huh?

What did you have to drink?

I remember getting a beer.

- You had, you had one beer last night?

Yeah.

That's all I remember.

Who was working?

James.

- I've heard, like, endless stories

about James putting shit in girls' drinks

for like months now.

This is not good.

Ugh.

What?

I got something for you.

Here.

- Oh, what's in that? - Uh, don't ask questions.

It's for hangovers.

I'm just not too sure about rape drug hangovers.

Oh.

Drink it up. Up, up, up.

All of it.

- Oh, god. - All of it.

Good girl.

Yeah.

Ooh, make daddy proud. Okay, not too, not, okay.

Please not any more of that.

Ugh.

- Okay. - Whew.

Ugh.

- Yeah. Do you wanna get up?

I need my phone.

Your phone?

Oh, wow. Is that me?

- You even got a little bit on my shoes.

But I love you anyway.

- Sorry. - It's okay.

What do you? Oh.

Oh my god.

Yeah. "Oh my god."

Check it out.

- No, I have to call him. - Babe?

- Luke. - Babe?

- Luke, they're after me! - Babe-

- Luke, please, I don't know what you want from me!

Babe, babe, babe.

You called your brother like a million times last night.

Phenomenal, but, you might wanna make a few apology calls.

I'm gonna go shower the eggs off.

You take it easy.

Okay?

Okay.

I love you.

Fuck that dude.

Riley?

Hello? Are you there?

Are you there? - Hey, Mom.

Hi. Hi.

What happened last night?

Luke said that you called 47 times

and you were freaking out this morning.

Do I need to fly up there?

No, you don't need to do that.

- It sounded like you were in trouble.

You said people were after you.

What's going on? - No.

I'm sorry. Everything's fine.

- You were drunk? - No.

No, I just had one beer.

So?

So, you, what?

No, I just think somebody

put something in it or something.

- Oh my gosh. You were roofied.

Are you okay? Are you okay?

Mom, everything's fine.

Nothing happened. - You're not okay, Riley.

This isn't okay. - I'm safe.

I crashed at a friend's house.

You at a guy's place?

Honey, how do you know you weren't raped?

He's gay.

- Honey, this thing happens-

Mom, just stop.

Stop.

I'm good. I just woke up.

Everything's fine. I'm safe.

I'm, like, nothing happened.

Okay.

I...

I understand what you're going through-

- Okay, you've been drunk. You, you...

You've been drugged at a bar?

You know what I mean.

Honey, I want you to call me next time.

If ever something like this happens again,

I really want you to call me.

Yep.

Mm. All right, bye.

- I love you very much, honey.

Mom.

Hold on.

Yeah? - Mom.

Hold on.

What?

I'm sick. I don't feel good.

I need you to come home.

- Oh, you're being dramatic.

No, Mom, please.

I threw up.

Ugh.

Oh, Riley, come on. You're too big for that.

Just go get a bucket and lay down.

I can't find one.

Mom, I'm hot. Please come home.

- No, if you can't find a bucket,

go to the kitchen, get a big bowl.

Okay, all right.

Okay. I love you, and I'll be home later, okay?

Be my big girl.

- Love you. - Love you.

Ugh, come on.

Oh, honey.

Hi.

Hey.

How are you?

Hey.

I'm gonna steal your bike

and leave you a little present on the ground, okay?

What?

- Sorry, I can't hear you. I gotta go.

Okay, love you, girl.

- All righty, love you, too. Bye.

What?

Bye!

- Don't slam the door, okay?

What?

- Hey, Oscar, you still around? I'm here.

- I was there when we were supposed to be there.

Where were you? - Oh, yeah, I know, I know.

It's just been- - When we set a time to meet,

we meet at that time. - I know, I'm sorry.

It's just- - I'm not finished yet.

I know you're selling to your friends

and they better be paying up.

- Okay, I'm sorry. - Do you hear me, Riley?

Do you hear me, Riley? - Okay, okay, I get it.

All right?

- I'm tired of this. - Just stop.

Fuck!

- No, who are you? - It's okay.

No, get the fuck off of me!

No, don't touch me!

No! Help!

Who the fuck are you?

I'm her fucking boyfriend.

Who the fuck are you?

Hey, it's Luke.

I'm not around. Leave me a message.