Delco: The Movie

I'm the eternal optimist,

but I can no longer twist the

Words of the world and what they serve to my populace,

Because the language they speak is Greek to me

I speak with these heart beats turning nothing to dreams

I'm no longer sleeping or napping or Rip Van Winkle-ing

As Earth turns on its axis

Tired of spinning my wheels and running in place

Don't want to die on this treadmill

I'm ready to race

So tonight, I'll be going out living

Oh, tonight I won't be playing the music

Yeah

Wrote a note

Everything turns out OK.

Yo.

What do you want then, eh?

Great job.

I'm still searching for some clarity and space, hey

Jimmy Cliff with Lasik chasing

I'm looking for a broad, a bird, a gal, a skirt

A lass, a babe, a dame, a girl dam

Who makes coyote into a two syllable word

I've been told Billy Joel that the good die young

But I'm still here, so one of us fucked up

And tonight, I'll be going out living

Oh, tonight, I won't be going out losing, yeah

I wrote a note postmarked next New Year's day.

Bet everything turns out OK, yeah.

Baby, don't want to grow to be

A bitter old man but that's the path that I lead

Whoa

Baby, don't want to grow to be

A bitter old man but that's the path that I lead

Whoa

Yeah

Yesterdays are nice to remember

Especially when the memories are dear.

Dad.

Oh my gosh, it's happened.

What?

This cannot be happening.

I've been left behind.

What did I do?

I did everything you asked.

I am so, so sorry for not believing enough.

Gotcha.

Oh, geez.

Gross, Dad.

Dude.

Your idea.

Yeah, to fake the rapture.

You disrobed all on your own.

It's called committing to the bit.

Dad, you haven't changed those in two weeks.

Your sponsor said you at least have

to have more than one pair of underwear.

I haven't talked to that guy in a while.

What was his name again?

Dad.

Fine.

I'll run out to the store.

Uh, you're supposed to take me to school.

What the hell happened to the bus?

Adam, it's OK.

I got you.

I'll be right outside.

Hey, Dad.

Don't forget your paper.

Hey, I thought we talked about this.

How did that get in there?

Are you good enough?

Nope.

I gotta take a shit.

Need help with that, buddy?

You nervous?

Don't be.

Everything's going to be fine.

Really?

Yeah.

I mean, you've been homeschooled your entire life.

It's your senior year.

You have no friends other than Wayne that I've seen.

But, you know, besides that, public high school

isn't that bad.

Take it from somebody who spent six years there.

Oh my gosh.

I'm sorry, son.

I'm just not great at encouragement like mom.

But I do think this is going to be good for you.

Well, I have no doubt.

I mean, there's so many kids that can share the gospel--

That's great, buddy.

Really, Dad?

It's a new flavor.

Seriously?

Come on, you were so close to getting your next chip.

I wish you would go back to your meetings.

Yeah, me too.

Thanks, Wayne.

What's up?

It's going to go great.

God help that kid be normal for one day.

And God help you get into my belly.

I want to know what kind of car all my friends drive

I want to know what the firstborn looks like

I want to know how to breathe

I want to know how to sleep.

So, are you ready for your big day?

A little nervous, but I'm excited.

You and me working together.

I can't wait to inspire others.

Oh.

I also got you a granola bar and water.

Oh.

Thank you, Adam.

That's too kind.

I know you stop at Wawa, so I didn't want to make you rush.

Yeah, I did have to get up early

to coordinate with your dad.

What are those?

How are you even a pastor's son?

The Save-a-thon, 48 souls in 48 hours.

That is quite the feat.

You think you can do it?

I should have this knocked out by lunch.

Really?

Yeah.

Well, OK, Adam, I'm sorry.

It's just it's very hard to share the good news

when your head is in the toilet.

Wait, they really do that in high school?

No.

No, they don't, Adam, but I knew you'd believe it.

Well, I don't care what they do to me.

I'm willing to die for my faith.

No one needs to die, OK?

We just need to survive until 3 o'clock.

I mean, I could get it done sooner

if you were helping me, but you have to write your sermon.

Right.

Yeah, my sermon.

You haven't started it?

Wayne, you are speaking to the whole church tomorrow.

I'm going to wing it, OK?

I'm promising that I'll do good

I'm promising that I'll do good, or I'll do better.

So we just stand here?

Like cattle?

Yeah, man.

Don't you have any friends here?

Of course.

I just don't see her.

Here?

Well, time to get started.

Excuse me, sir.

Have you ever wondered where you'll go when you die?

Thanks, man.

Morning, class.

Please stand for the Pledge of Allegiance.

I pledge allegiance to the flag

of the United States of America, to the republic

for which it stands.

One nation under God, indivisible,

with liberty and justice for all.

God bless America.

Oh, God.

Oh, boy.

Either way, you're capable of so much better than this.

George Closs.

Come on, man.

Margo Swiggert.

This is a TS project.

That means tough situation, because I

don't know how to grade it, because it

is so bad that I don't really think flies would land on it.

Wait, did you really just hang those up so

you could tear them down?

This is an honors class, H-O-N-O-R-S.

All I see here is lick 'em, stick 'em, and some glue

and glitter.

Wow, your collage really sucks

Shut up, Andrew.

My unborn baby is smarter than you.

Frankly, there's only one poster

that looks like it didn't come out of a box of crayons,

or from that Crayola 101 class that you all took last year.

And so I applaud it.

Jess Peterson, outstanding work.

Let's give her a hand.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Didn't you already get into college?

Three of them.

Then why are you trying so hard for Dr. Frampton?

They're still going to look at my transcripts from this year.

I want to keep my options open.

Why, you jealous?

Show off.

I chose to research the pterodactyl.