[last lines] Neil: [narration voice-over] And as we sat there listening to the carolers, I wanted to tell Brian it was over now and everything would be okay. But that was a lie, plus, I couldn't speak anyway. I wish there was some way for us to go ba...
Neil: As we sat there listening to the carolers, I wanted to tell Brian that it was over now and that everything would be okay. But that was a lie, plus I couldn't speak anyway. I wish there was some way to go back and undo the past. But there wasn't...
Wendy: You'd better be careful. Eric: Of what? Wendy: I'm serious, Eric. You're not in Modesto anymore. I see the way you look at him. Eric: He's so beautiful. I can't help it. He's like a god. Wendy: You don't have to tell me, I was infatuated with ...
Brian: I was bleeding, I kept passing out, I wet my bed, and you never asked why!
Neil: You called me your fucking... angel.
[first lines] Brian: [narration voice-over] The summer I was 8 years old, five hours disappeared from my life. Five hours. Lost. Gone without a trace. Brian: [narration voice-over] Last thing I remember I was sitting on the bench at my Little League ...
[narration voice-over] Neil: I met Wendy Peterson when I was ten. She was eleven, one grade ahead of me in school. If I wasn't queer we would have ended up having sloppy teenage sex and getting pregnant, contributing more fucked-up unwanted kids to s...
Neil: I hate it when they look like Tarzan but sound like Jane.
NYC John: [to Neil] Fuck me! Fuck me up the ass with your hot, teenaged cock!
Neil: I am so sick of this stinkin' little buttcrack of a town!
Coach: I like you, Neil. I like you so much.
Wendy: I can't believe I'm finally getting out of this fucking nowhere town!
Eric: I got a postcard from Wendy. Neil: I think she's mad at me because I owe her like 3 letters. Eric: Yeah, her last P.S. is "Tell Fuckface to write me."
Brian: [giggles] Eric: What? Brian: I'm drunk. I've never been drunk in my life. Eric: I'm corrupting you. Finally.
Neil: Different folks, different strokes.
Neil: You're the only one I ever told. Wendy: I know. Neil: I never told Eric or my Mom. And I know some people might think it's f_____d up, or whatever? But what happened that summer... is a huge part of me. No one ever made me feel that way, before...
Neil, Age 8: Are you ready? Here we go.
Avalyn Friesen: [Walks through pasture with flashlight toward dead calf] Farmers have been finding mutilated cattle like this around here for years. I told "World of Mystery," but they conveniently edited it out. [Kneels] Avalyn Friesen: Daddy says i...
