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  • Thank you, Blake.
  • Very... Very generous of you.
  • O be careful little eyes what you see, O be careful little eyes what you see...
  • There's a Father up above, And He's looking down in love, So be careful little eyes what you see...
  • O be careful little hands what you do, O be careful little hands what you do...
  • There's a Father up above, And He's looking down in love, So be careful little hands what you do...
  • O be careful little mouth what you say, O be careful little mouth what you say...
  • There's a Father up above, And He's looking down in love, So be careful little mouth what you say...
  • Hello! Hello, oh thank God you're alive.
  • I need you to stay calm. We're going to get you help, we'll get you out of there.
  • I want you to find a place to hide, someplace safe where you can remember the taste of her kiss when you felt her neck break you diseased cocksucker.
  • You were jealous. You were frightened.
  • You're not evil, Blake.
  • Just confused.
  • You don't have to hide.
  • Let me help you.
  • I remember being a young man.
  • You've always been so nervous. You don't have to be.
  • If you've done something, I want you to tell me.
  • Anybody asking you to keep a secret is lying to you.
  • What did you do to her?
  • You can't keep a secret from yourself.
  • Not telling isn't the same as not lying.
  • What don't you know, Jessica?
  • What are the two of you doing in here?
  • Let's step back into class, please.
  • You're not in trouble yet, Blake...
  • You don't want to get in trouble, do you?
  • I want you two to tell me what you were doing in here.
  • Were you misbehaving?
  • Do I need to call your parents?
  • Jessica, do I need to call your father again?
  • I only want us to be friends.
  • Nobody's in trouble yet.
  • Does one of you think you can make this right?
  • Jessica? Jessica look at me.
  • Will you pray with me? Will you help me make this right?
  • Why don't you go along home, Blake?
  • Did I interrupt something between you two?
  • Then what did you want?...
  • You won't say?
  • You know... shame is a gift from God... To let you know right from wrong.
  • And what you want is very wrong.
  • Go home and pray.
  • Blake, please... this is awkward enough.
  • Nothing's the matter but I need you to leave us.
  • Everything's okay.
  • You can leave, young man.
  • Walk away.
  • Stop!
  • I don't know what... you think you saw.

Recordings

  • Dear Lord, sweet Jesus, forgive my sins and accept my gratitude. Thank you God for killing the child.
  • You removed the temptation and the armor of the flesh you made and I was able to resist.
  • I'm weak, but you are strong for me. How generous. You gave me life, you gave me talent.
  • The gift of music, and mathematics, and love. Those fleeting moments we can preserve in which music and math become the same thing.
  • You let me share my bliss with the children. Who may be able to take my bigger talents and turn them into glory.
  • Let me share in their wanted path to adulthood. Those moments when a child learns those things everybody else knows, but doesn't talk about.
  • She was so ripe with possibility. So resilient, smiley, flirty. Never even aware of the power she had.
  • And you killed her. You saw what she was. The sin rested on her shoulders as much as on my own. You took her, and I could not.
  • You killed her, but I never told a soul. I kept your secret, our secret. Thank you, never told a soul. You let the small sorrow of her suicide wash over the unnacceptable tragedy of her murder.

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