Electric Jesus (2020) - full transcript

In the summer of 1986,
I ran sound

for a Christian heavy metal
band.

- You guys suck!
- You suck!

- Go home!
- Ah!

Get off the stage!

Jesus loves you.

And he can forgive you
no matter what you've done!

- What are you doing?
- Can he forgive you

for playing so many
shitty songs?

I know, I know,
Christian heavy metal...

people think it's a joke.



You suck! Go home!

And it wasn't
a joke to me.

I loved it.

Until Christian heavy metal...

Well...

...it went and broke my heart.

Tell y'all what.

It's been an amazing talent show
tonight.

Check, check, check.

Now, we've got one more
act for you.

But before we do that, we've
got

- a couple of announcements...
- Erik!

...before we pack up
and head home tomorrow.

If you are on the blue bus
on the way to camp,



you're gonna be on the red bus
on the way home.

Uh, it's only
fair, okay?

We need to take turns
with the air conditioned coach.

I'm dying up here,
Erik!

Y'all ready to rock?

Awesome.

First up, if you are allergic
to bees,

and were in cabin four when
the attack happened

on Thursday afternoon, if you
are still experiencing symptoms

like itchiness, tightness in the
throat, soreness at the sight

or sights of the stings or if
you are still

unable to hold your food down,

you need to see the camp nurse
tonight after the show.

Alright, she's got
calamine lotion

and gator gum to keep you
hydrated.

Puppetine rehearsals start next
Sunday night right before

the special baptism service.

Now, if you've ever been
touched by a puppet...

do yourselves a favor,

get involved with this
incredible ministry team.

Yo, Erik!

So, who's
ready to rock?

I can't hear you.

God can't hear you!

- Y'all dudes ready?
- Waiting on you, cat daddy.

Are you serious?

These guys like to call
themselves 316.

But you and I, we know them
as Michael, Jamie,

Cliff, and Scotty.

- Dear Father...
- Playing the song

by the band Stryper, and
closing out this year's

Camp Harmony talent show,
316!

♪ Ahhh ♪

♪ We're gonna rock and
have a good time ♪

♪ Let's light the life,
we move together ♪

♪ We will stand
to rock the land ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
for something new ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
for something true ♪

♪ Tonight's the night
so let's lift up our hands ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ King ♪

♪ Kings of kings ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ Makes me ♪

♪ Want to sing ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ He makes me wanna
jump around ♪

♪ He keep my feet up
off the ground ♪

♪ Tonight's the night,
it's best to rock the land ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
for something new ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
for something true ♪

♪ Tonight's the night
so let's lift up our hands ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ King ♪

♪ King of kings ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ Makes me ♪

♪ Want to sing ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ King ♪

♪ King of kings, yeah ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ Makes me ♪

♪ Want to sing ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ King ♪

♪ King of kings ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Jesus ♪

♪ He makes me to sing ♪

The '80s: now that's
when Christian rock

really started to roll.

What started as
sweet Jesus folk songs

on a beach in California
had grown into record labels,

tour buses, Christian rock
stars.

Everybody's heard of
Amy Grant.

She was the most famous.

But Stryper?

A Christian hair metal band
from L.A.,

they were my favorite.

The youth of America have
welcomed them

with open arms
and ears to their messages.

They're known to break
tradition with a hammer.

As they perform, they distribute
Bibles to all their audiences.

Millions of American kids
love their music

that loud and that frantic.

And they're either gonna go
see Motley Crew

or The Rolling Stones,
or maybe Stryper.

Guess who I'd rather them see?

We had at least one
Christian band for

every three dozen or so
regular bands.

Righteous rock and rollers
singing about sin and salvation

instead of parties and sex.

Christian rock's answer to
the sleazy excess

of the devil's music was
simple.

Jesus Christ will love
the hell out of you.

This summer, your father
took us to Washington, DC.

Do you remember?

You liked the cemetery.

You didn't wanna leave.

You just...
ran and ran back and forth

through those rows
of white crosses.

You didn't realize there
were soldiers buried there.

You just carried on
like it was a playground.

♪ Do with all his life ♪

♪ Ba ba ba ba ba ba ♪

♪ We believe, we believe
with our hearts ♪

I went to church
three times a week.

You going on the mission trip?

Studied my Bible.

Pretty much ODed on Christian
music.

Think so.

Harry says there's lots
of people need to get

saved in Niagara Falls.

Sounds about right.

I didn't play or sing,

but I knew how to make
music sound good.

So I got on with a group
of guys from my church

who'd started a metal band
called 3"16.

Can you share
your testimony with us?

How you came to know
Jesus Christ

as your personal
Lord and Savior?

Well, I went to
a youth retreat last fall.

And I rededicated my life.

I mean, I walked an aisle
in second grade,

got baptized, but it
wasn't really real

until a few months ago.

Mm, I hear you, bro.

When Jesus gets ahold
of you, man,

it just changes things.

Amen.

Yeah.

I rededicated my life
two years ago at camp...

again.

I mean, I got saved
when I was six.

First rededication at ten,
but...

I was way off.

Did my own thing
all through middle school.

My history teacher caught
me stealing tater tots

out of the cafeteria.

I hit the ground pretty hard,
rock bottom kind of stuff,

you know?

Eventually, the Holy Spirit...

grabbed me by my high-tops
and said, "Hey...

are a child of God
or aren't you?"

Got back on track.

After a couple
of shows,

our youth minister connected
us to an old friend of his,

who managed Christian bands.

Skip.

Well, folks, I work
for a company in Chicago

called Harvest Concert
Ministries.

We book concert tours
for gospel groups,

promote 'em, manage
the bands.

Now, I've been doing this
for seven years now,

and I have seen this industry
absolutely explode.

When I started, it was
with Petra doing shows in...

well, in fellowship halls
just like this one

back in '79.

What, um... when you say
Petra, do you...

you mean like Petra, Petra?

Good friends of mine.

Great guys.

On fire for Christ.

I just saw Bobby at GMA
in Nashville couple weeks ago.

Listen, if what Perry
told me is true,

I see no reason that you
boys can't be opening

for... Mylan or Steve Camp
or, who knows...

maybe even Stryper

by the time school starts
back in the fall.

I am here to steal you from
your mamas and daddies

for the summer, take you out
on the road, cut an album,

see what happens.

You're... you're talking about
a tour?

Yes, Ma'am. 316 on tour.

All four members
and a soundman.

the rock and roll
road show.

Praise the Lord and
pass the ammunition.

I honestly didn't
think we were strong enough

Christians to handle
Skip's rock and roll road show.

What about spiritual
accountability?

I mean, all the big bands
travel with pastors.

And they have Bible studies
every day...

and rules, too, you know?

Like, uh... no girls
on the bus,

stuff like that.

Perry told me you boys
put Jesus first.

What's your name, son?

It's Erik.
Soundman.

Brother Erik's concerns...

yeah, they echo the greats.

You don't get
into this business to

party hardy and
rock and roll,

drink Bacardi
and smoke a bowl.

No.

You do it... to spread
the good news of Jesus Christ,

to make Him famous.

Your soundman, well, he
sounds pretty dag-gum

good to me.

My mother though,
well, she was sold.

You trust Perry.

Skip is Perry's friend.

But out there
on the road,

just us guys?

It's us I don't trust.

♪ Jesus, Jesus ♪

Set the table.

I mean, technically,
this was my dream.

I'd imagine being
on the road with

a Christian rock band
ever since I got saved

at a Fire Escape show.

We have all fallen short
of God's perfect standard.

And it's only by his son,
Jesus Christ stripes,

those Roman whip marks
across his back...

his sacrifice on the cross...

that we can escape
hell's fire.

Tonight, if you wanna be
saved from that fire,

you need to pray
this prayer with me.

With every head bowed,
and every eye closed,

say this:

dear Christ Jesus...

I know that I'm a sinner.

Dear Lord, bless this food

to the nourishment of
our bodies and our bodies

to your service, in
Jesus name we pray. Amen.

Father God, open the eyes
of Erik's heart

that he could see
the opportunity

that you've placed
before him.

Lord, help him to find
the honor

and using his talents to
glorify you.

Amen.

Mom really had
a way with praying.

If you don't go,
they'll find someone else.

The only reason I'd ever
do it is to make Jesus famous.

Home sweet home!

Joy Explosion?

My sister has every single
one of their records.

Oh, good folks,
sweet harmonies.

Love Jesus, and apparently,
each other.

So, there were some
moral failures.

But I know their ex-manager,
so I got it for a song.

The same rain falls
on the just and the unjust.

Amen.

Amen.

They look creepy.

That's the eyes.
They follow you.

Hey, it's just art, man.

Let's get the drums
in first.

- Alright.
- Flip!

- Hey!
- Let's get in the druggie van.

So you got clean socks,
clean underwear.

Listen to me, you just, um...
you take this money,

and you hide it in a bunch
of different places

just in case you lose
some of it.

Yeah, that's smart. Okay.

And there's really no need to
tell any of the other guys

that you have money on you.

Especially not that, um,
Skip.

Scotty'll just eat cereal
if you don't watch him.

He calls it ree-ree.

He has to be in bed
by 10 at the latest.

I mean, he can be a real turd
in the morning.

Ma'am, we will have him
in bed by 9:45.

Alright, at least he
doesn't wet the bed anymore.

Yes, Ma'am.

...to be
a permanent scar on

the American promise of hope
and opportunity for all.

I'm talking about the crisis
of family breakdown,

especially among
the welfare poor,

both black and white.

In inner cities today, families
as we've always thought...

Love ya, Mama.

And so began
the summer of 1986:

an inauspicious gathering
of wannabe rock stars

in a church parking lot in
West Columbia, South Carolina.

Your Uncle Dan was so
impressed when I told him

about the tour.

He said if you guys get up
near Philly,

he'll spring for Cokes.

They're good boys, Erik.

They might mess up.
We all do.

But if you're gonna
mess up,

it's better to do it with
friends who love the Lord.

Remember...

Matthew 18:20.

I mean, stuff like
this just doesn't happen

anymore.

Sometimes, I wonder if it
really happened to me.

Five of us in a secondhand
RV headed to

who knows where, who knows when.

Got it?

We won't mess up, Mom.

♪ He said that he had
your number ♪

This is the story of
all that.

♪ You say you need it ♪

Or at least as best
as I can remember.

♪ There ain't much time ♪

Putting together
what actually happened

several decades ago...

♪ Kept knocking
on the door ♪

...I mean, this story
may only be true to me.

♪ It was over ♪

♪ You were a prisoner of war ♪

But still, I'll
try to keep it honest.

♪ But when you lose,
you win ♪

Even if it makes
me look like the devil.

Because now,
looking back...

I think I was.

♪ Down ♪♪

In his letter
to the Ephesians,

Paul says, "Put on
the whole armor of God.

That you may be able to stand
against the wiles of the devil."

- Amen.
- Amen.

Amen.

The wiles of devil we know
are legion.

Most hard rock music

does not glorify God.

On the radio, songs are
played with lyrics like...

"Gonna have me
a white meat feast,

"living large
as befits the beast.

"Discurtive scritch-scratch,
dropping that crotch crotch,

looking for a slick lick."

"I ain't asking for much."

But Paul tells us
to be ready to thwart

the influence of the devil
wherever it shall rise.

So, tonight, our young people

will praise God through
the hard rock

of the 316 band.

Let us pray.

♪ Looking out
upon ♪

♪ On the road
I tread ♪

♪ Bodies strewn
and piled up dead ♪

♪ It is a spiritual war ♪

♪ A war that we fight
to win ♪

♪ While the enemy's guns ♪

♪ Are firing shells of sin ♪

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

- ♪ Let's all go commando ♪
- Let's go!

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ For Christ ♪

♪ And tonight ♪

Let's go!

Hey, Captain!

Captain!

It's time to bring in
the big guns.

I'm talking about
a Yahweh M-80 rocket launcher!

Oh yeah!

Boom, there she blows!

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ For Christ ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

♪ Tonight ♪♪

Thank you for your service.

So, we're going around
tonight asking people

what they thought
of the show.

Of course we know 316
was great.

Oh, yeah, the John 3:16 band
was...

Just... just 316.

Oh, okay, the 316s
were rocking awesome.

So, it's not plural,
actually.

- Just 316.
- Oh, I said...

There was talk awhile ago
they were gonna maybe

force me to do a television
ministry.

You? You on TV?

I thought maybe
a fishing show.

Oh. Oh.

Ladies and gentlemen,
good evening.

For just a quarter a day,
I tell you,

just a quarter a day,

Brother Wember here will
sneeze into a prayer hanky

for you.

You know, you can
laugh, but I think

during allergy season,
I would have made a killing.

- Ah!
- Stop, stop, stop!

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Oh, oh!

- Here. come here.
- Not the face!

Ooh.

Stop, stop, wait.

Okay, welcome to
our interview.

- We're gonna...
- You guys...

Do you like popcorn?
Because I have some.

I actually I
do like popcorn, It hurts.

Go, go, go, go, go!

I'm the baby.

It's Daddy, me, Bethany,
Sarah, and the oldest, Helen.

Oh, sorry, but Helen moved.

Oh, where's
your mama?

She died.

Oh, well, what
was her name?

She was... Dot.

Dotty. Mommy.

♪ Well don't
toss us away ♪

♪ So thoughtlessly ♪

♪ Just stay tonight ♪

♪ Oh can't you see ♪

♪ I still love you ♪

♪ I want you to stay ♪

♪ Darling, please ♪

♪ Don't talk this way ♪♪

Where do y'all go
tomorrow?

Mobile.

And you'll play
a concert there?

Some church near the beach,
I think.

There's a youth camp
down there pretty sure.

Mm.

This gum loses its flavor
in like two seconds.

Then where do
you all go?

Wherever Skip says.

Are y'all famous?

I don't think so.

Not yet anyway.

- So you...
- I mean, I...

think we stay with
the preacher

if the gig doesn't pay
for the hotel.

So you're calling
my daddy a cheapskate?

Well, yeah.

Cheers.

- Ow. Alright, okay.
- I know.

Ow. Ow.

Ow, quit it,
I gotta play tomorrow,

okay, base is really hard.

Quit whining, Samson.

Keep your hands straight.

- I'm keeping 'em...
- Ah.

I wouldn't wanna be
up front.

I love it.

Yeah, but you have
to keep your ego in check.

Make Jesus famous
and not yourself.

Yeah.

Do you have a girlfriend?

No.

Have you ever
had a girlfriend?

Not so much.

Oh, well, um...

it's... it's probably
better that way.

Daddy says he misses mama,
but he does better ministry

as... a widower.

And Jesus never
had a girlfriend.

Except maybe
Mary Magdalene.

They never did anything.

Why are they naked?

Becky Jane?

Hey, Skipper, can we
stop at like a rest stop so I...

- Alright, just hang on.
- ...the bathroom?

Brother Wember.

Well, I appreciate what you're
doing to take care

- of what's owed.
- Thank you.

Listen, I want you to know...

I feel real, real bad about
what happened last year.

It weren't your fault.

You got involved with
some bad hombres.

Now, these boys, they're gonna
need all the help you can give.

May God bless you
on your mission trip.

Thank you very much.

I wanna go to Panama, too,
Daddy.

Well, maybe when you're
a little bit older.

Not... no, Becky, we need
you for a much more

important job.

We need you to look after
your sisters.

Amen.

Jim H Christmas,
can we go?

Scotty, get back.

Everybody, shut up!

Alright, let's go!

Thank you, brother.

Arrivederci.

Everybody, shut up!

We're on the move.

Scotty!

Yes, your wickedness?

Yeah, I mean, we still
have over an hour to Mobile.

We're not gonna be stop
for lunch.

Why don't you go back there
and grab some grub

from the cooler?

Thought this thing had
a refrigerator.

Well, shocker, Scotty,

it is not in proper
working order.

Should be a cooler
behind the bass amp.

Ahh.

Uh...

I don't... I don't see it,
Skip!

Oh, come on, Scotty,
just look!

I know it's back there,
Scotty.

Should be behind
the bass amp.

- Hey, Skip!
- Yes?

Think we better
stop for lunch.

Well, thank you
so much, Ma'am. Alright.

Well, Panama Jack's plane
left Birmingham

an hour ago.

Sarah, have you run away before?

No.

Not in a while.

Never got this far.

- Daddy doesn't care.
- Oh, he cares.

Believe me, Sarah, he cares.

God almighty!

Shut your damn mouth,
Scotty.

I mean, we have to be
in Mobile in...

53 minutes, or we can kiss
that love offering goodbye.

No money.

Okay, here's what we're
gonna do.

We're gonna call your daddy's
secretary.

We're gonna tell her the truth.

We're gonna say we just found
you after we were already there.

Where are your sisters while
your daddy's away?

With my aunt and uncle.

- Okay.
- In Ohio.

- Ohio?
- Cleveland.

It's near Akron.

On the lake.

Yeah, I'm very well aware
of where Cleveland is, Sarah.

- Yeah.
- I tell ya, you all

are gonna drive me
back to drinking.

Hey, Skip?

She can sing.

She could open for the band.

I mean, she's really good.

Yeah, she's awesome.

Hey, sing that song
from last night.

I do not want
to hear her sing.

Yes, you do.

Sarah, sing.

♪ Well it seems that
everyone we've known ♪

♪ Their love has
grown cold ♪

♪ Hearts turn to stone ♪

♪ One by one they break,
it's such a shame ♪

♪ And now you say ♪

♪ You wanna do the same ♪

♪ Well, don't toss us
away ♪

♪ So thoughtlessly ♪

♪ Just stay and ride ♪

♪ Oh, can't you see ♪

♪ I still love you ♪

♪ I want you to stay ♪

♪ Darling, please ♪

♪ Don't toss us away ♪

♪ Oh, think of all
that we've been through ♪

♪ The world we're building ♪

♪ Me and you ♪

♪ How could all those years be ♪

♪ Tossed away ♪

♪ In just one moment,
in just one day ♪

♪ Well, don't toss us away ♪

♪ It just ain't right ♪

♪ To let love die ♪

♪ Without a fight ♪

♪ I still love you ♪

♪ I want you to stay ♪

♪ Darling, please ♪

♪ Don't toss us away ♪♪

that's not rock and roll.

Nobody cares.

The girl's got soul.

Alright, y'all get
on the camper.

Let's go to Mobile.

♪ Leave behind the doubt,
love's the only out ♪

♪ Love will surely
find a way ♪

Amy Grant sucks.

I actually think Amy's
a pretty decent guitar player.

But what do I know?

Thanks, Erik.

Hey, get in the bus,
nimrods.

Let's go!

"Mother, I write to you

"from a real rock and roll
tour bus.

"I can't believe it's just been
a couple of months

since I tried out
for the band."

So, uh, what kind of music
do you listen to?

Quite a bit, actually.

Uh, love metal,
hard rock.

Love your guys' stuff.

Um, let's see, I've been
listening to Res Band,

Barren Cross, Blood Good,
Leviticus, Jerusalem,

Messiah Prophet, Philadelphia,
Barnabas,

uh, Daniel Band, Shout,
and Saint, which I think is

the heaviest of 'em all,
of course.

Um, but I could hear you
guys playing with any of them.

I've been listening to
this new metal band

called For Strike.

Their album was produced
by Mike Roe of The 77s.

I love The 77s.

That whole post-poc,
new wave scene,

bands like Youth Choir,
the Lifesavers,

and LSU, which is the new
version of the Lifesavers,

and it's insane.

Uh, Undercover, Vector,
Charlie Peacock,

Bill Mason Band, uh,
Mad At The World,

Andy McCarol and Moral Support,

The Technos, N3D, Quick Flight,
441,

um, Steve Taylor and
Daniel Amos, of course.

And even punk stuff like
The Lead and this new

underground band from
Texas that I heard about

at Cornerstone called
One Bad Pig.

And... and then there's
the mainstay Rock X.

You gotta love them.

You know, Larry Norman,
uh, Randy Stonehill,

Daryl Mansfield, Servant,
Petra, DeGarmo and Key,

uh, Rick Cuah, Prodigal,

uh, Carry Lifgrun and AD,
Idle Cure, Sweet Comfort Band.

Um, Phil Keggy,
Rob Castle's band,

White Heart, Kenny Marks,
Mark Heard, Pat Tiery,

and then all that great
stuff from the old days.

My uncle threw me on to
some crazy cool Jesus music

that I still really dig,
like Keith Green,

All Safe Freaks Band, Tom
Howard, Concrete Rubber Band,

uh, Randy Mathews,
Brinne Hayworth.

He actually opened
for Clapton.

Ishmael United, so many others.

But you know what I really
love is

when I find a regular band,

uh, you know, like on
MTV and the radio,

that just has like a Christian
perspective on things.

I've been really into Bob Dylan,
The Alarm, uh, Simple Minds,

The Call, uh, After The Fire,
Bruce Coburn,

Violent Femmes, this wicked
metal band from Chicago

called Trouble, um, Alpha Band.

They actually backed up
Dylan.

And, uh, Kasha.

That's what was left after the
lead singer left Kasha-googoo.

it's way cooler.

And U2, of course.

Oh, and I've been getting
into this jazz fusion band

called Quinania.

That's just what I carry
around with me.

I've got a lot more at home.

Um, what... what was
the third one again?

I came on
kind of strong.

I'm glad they liked me
anyway.

Last night, we played
at a youth camp somewhere

in West Virginia.

Tonight, it's a skating rink
lock-in in Ringold, Georgia.

♪ Girl ♪

♪ It's clear to me ♪

♪ That Jesus ♪

♪ Lives in you ♪

♪ And I ♪

♪ I can see his face ♪

And so far,
20 kids have prayed

to receive Christ, with
dozens more of rededications.

♪ And everything you do ♪

♪ So tonight ♪

♪ My girl ♪

♪ I declare ♪

♪ Oh my love for you ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ And I love Jesus too ♪

♪ So tonight ♪

♪ My girl ♪

♪ I declare ♪

♪ My love for you ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ And I love Jesus too ♪

The first time I saw you,
girl...

something told me I needed
to be with you in Christ.

You're my missing rib, girl.

And we gonna put
that bone back...

right where it belongs.

Here, girl.

Just below my heart.

♪ So tonight ♪

♪ My girl ♪

♪ I declare ♪

♪ Oh my love for you ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ For you ♪

♪ And I love Jesus too ♪

♪ And I love Jesus too ♪

♪ So tonight ♪♪

The road has
its distractions.

The biggest is probably
girls.

Get you a Suicide?

- Those are gross.
- Yeah.

Can't taste the Sprite.

Uh, where'd Skip go?

I think he went to
drive kids back to the church

for the lock-in, says they
can't sleep in a roller rink.

Did you know that this is
where

we're supposed to stay tonight?

It's the rock and roll road
show.

Praise the Lord and
pass the ammunition.

But, hey, you know,
on the bright side,

you just opened for
the hottest band

in Northwest Georgia.

One song.

Well, it was amazing.

You sounded better
than the band.

Even Skip said so.

You swear?

Well, I mean, I don't swear...

but I promise.

So...

I promise.

You sounded better
than the band.

I taped it.
You can listen.

I have more songs.

Well, then you've gotta
sing those too.

All of 'em.

And I'm sure eventually
some girl will catch my eye,

but for now,
I'm focused entirely

on my spiritual growth
and development.

It's quiet time?

Yeah, just finishing up.

Hey, man, there's coffee at the
gas station across the street.

No, I never touch the stuff.

You're so good.

Come on.

I think Cliff ate the rest
of Scotty's ree-ree... again.

I'm hoping we stop soon.

I'm getting hungry.

Not me.

Feasting on the word
this morning.

Oh, you're so good.

Do you think Skip drinks?

Do you mean does he drink now?

Scotty says he can smell it
on his breath.

Well, Scotty needs to
tighten up his drumming.

What do you think of Sarah?

Well, she can sing.

Well, yeah, but...

Are you in love?

Every time
I turn around,

there's another
Christian rock star

or music industry person.

Skip tries to act
like he's my dad.

He's just being
a boss, man.

My boss is a Jewish carpenter.

Hey, Skip talked my dad
into letting me stay.

That was cool of him.

Skip's last band owes
your daddy money.

You're a free opening act.
Do you get that?

Hey, Skip and I agree
you were pushing.

I mixed the show.

- Skip's a drunk!
- Hey!

And you're so full
of shit.

Hey, can you cut
the language, Scotty?

It hurts your witness.

Don't you walk away
from me, Scotty.

Where's Cliff?

Cliff is doing what
I asked him to do.

Unlike you.

He's manning the merch table.

Look, you have a problem
with the rhythm section,

maybe the bass player
should be here, too.

Okay.

- Where? Did you eat him?
- Alright.

- Where is he?
- Sarah, go.

Take Cliff's place
at the table, please.

Go on.

God almighty.

Scotty, I am not...

I'm worried about that kid.

He's right though.

I'm just Skip's way
to settle up with Daddy.

Hey.

Stop worrying so much about
how you got here or what some

hothead teenager thinks.

It's not about you, Sarah.

Alright, God choose you for a
reason: to make Jesus famous.

You will not
speak to me in this manner.

If you do it again...

Shut up!

Turn the music,
I need to sleep!

You understand?
I need to sleep.

It's 3 o'clock in the
morning, turn the music down!

He's been slaying
in the spirit, Cliff!

Well, I need to
sleep, you poo face.

I guess we better turn in.

Or try to.

Well, uh, us guys
are sleeping out

by the skating rink. Um...

And if I don't get some
sleep, I don't play bass.

And if I don't play bass,
you don't have a band!

♪ Got no rhythm, got no ♪

So you could take, uh,
skate rental if you want.

Or whatever.

Whoo!

Hey, Sarah?

I'm really glad
you're here with us.

It's better that way.

Poof.

"Thank you for
encouraging me to go.

"This is shaping to be the
greatest summer of my life.

"Your only begotten son.

Erik."

♪ Disco ♪

♪ Off the wall
inside the prison ♪

♪ I read the words
that set me free ♪

♪ Not just worthless feeling ♪

♪ Someone wrote John 3:16 ♪

♪ Someone wrote John 3:16 ♪

♪ On the wall ♪

♪ Said my freedom ♪

♪ I can see a new horizon ♪

♪ On the wall ♪

♪ I read the good news ♪

♪ And now there's
no fear of dying ♪

Wait for it.

Go.

Sarah, come on,
you're up, let's go.

Right, Sarah
wanted to go electric.

Alright, go on, good luck.

Y'all liked her
opening act, right?

Well, we thought it'd be fun
to let her play on stage

with the boys, please welcome
316's opening act,

the pride of Aniston, Alabama,
Ms. Sarah Wember.

Yah, we're gonna play a
little song my mama

used to really like.

Although I'm not sure she'd
enjoy this arrangement.

Sorry, Mama.

♪ This world is not my home ♪

♪ I'm just a-passin' through ♪

♪ My treasures are laid up
somewhere beyond the blue ♪

♪ The angels beckon me
from heaven's open door ♪

♪ And I can't feel at home ♪

♪ In this world anymore ♪

♪ Oh Lord you know I have
no friend like you ♪

♪ If heaven's not my home
then Lord what will I do ♪

♪ The angels beckon me
from heaven's open door ♪

♪ And I can't feel at home
in this world anymore ♪

♪ Just over on the shore,
we'll live eternally ♪

♪ The saints on every hand
are gonna be shouting victory ♪

♪ Their songs of sweetest sound
will sing forever more ♪

♪ And I can't feel at home
in this world anymore ♪

♪ Oh Lord, you know I
have no friend like you ♪

♪ If heaven's not my home
then Lord what will I do ♪

♪ The angels beckon me ♪

- ♪ From heaven's open door ♪
- Why... why is he off?

♪ And I can't feel at
home in this world anymore ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

What's going on with Scotty?

Let me hear a yell!

He's off again!

Hey, yo.

Alright!

♪ Just step on adventure
will live eternally ♪

♪ Well, the saints will never
hear ♪

♪ They're gonna be shouting
victory ♪

♪ Their songs of sweetest sound
will sing forever more ♪

♪ And I can't feel at home
in this world anymore ♪

♪ Oh Lord, you know I
have no friend like you ♪

♪ If heaven's not my home,
then Lord what will I do ♪

♪ The angels beckon me
from heaven's open door ♪

♪ And I can't feel at home
in this world anymore ♪

♪ No, I can't feel at home
in this world anymore ♪♪

Whoo!

What?

Nothing.

That was really rude
at the show tonight.

Skip knows, and he's pissed.

Why?

Everybody loved you.

Sorry.

I wanna be friends.

I don't wanna be your friend.

I thought this was
supposed to be about Jesus.

Remember?

Satan is trying
to tear us apart.

You don't...

Who invited you?

Because you can't... running
away from home, Sarah, really?

That's not... Godly.

What else happened with
you and the guy backstage?

What guy?

Your groupie?

College guy... at
the show tonight?

Uh! Uh!

- Cliff can walk on water.
- Oh yeah.

No, no, don't hit me.

Skip Wick loves giving
mouth to mouth, Cliff.

You'll be fine.

Hey!

Alright, guys, morning meeting.

Everybody huddle up.

- Bless you.
- Alright.

Hey, I still need
a D string, Skip Wick.

Oh yes, I am on that.

- He said that last week.
- He meant G string.

Hey, Eric, is U2
really a Christian band?

Uh, Bono, Edge,
and Larry are.

Adam isn't.

Alright, y'all know
who Chris Angelopoulos is?

Yeah, that's the lead singer
and guitarist for Fire Escape.

That is right.

Yeah, he's one bad
mo-fo on electric guitar.

Well, Chris has invited us to
his private studio in Nashville

to record an EP.

- What?
- ALL:

Get out!

- No, no, no!
- Cliff! Cliff!

- What are you...
- Oh! Oh!

Whoo!

Damn it, Cliff,
get out of the pool.

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Here, kitty. Here, kitty.

- Uh, pull me up.
- Ooh, look up, look up.

You are a moron.

Smooth move, Ex-Lax.

You're gonna have to air-dry,
because we gotta be

in Nashville tonight.

Tonight?

Chris had a couple
of days open up.

We gotta jump.

Well, what about the
Garden City Revival tonight?

Oh, well, we cancel that.

It's just a love
offering anyway.

Now, look it, past
couple of shows,

there have been some
issues with the soundboard.

Also, we have this recurring
problem with the rhythm section.

Guys, we gotta keep our
focus, play great shows,

and respect each other.

And make Jesus famous.

Yes, I echo those
good words, alright.

Something special is
happening with this band.

But that means you've
got to be careful,

because Satan would like nothing
more than to see

316 crash and burn.

Amen.

Well... the devil can kiss
my black ass, because, Skip,

we're going to Nashville.

I just like to echo
Jamie's word here.

- Thank you, brother.
- I wanna echo Cliff's echo.

Oh thank you, Brother Scott.

Great, well, grab your stuff,
and get into the Joy Explosion,

nimrods, because y'all gotta
finish that song

while we're driving, alright?

And, Cliff, you
do have to change.

I cannot smell you wet dog
the whole way to Nashville.

It's already done.

You smell like fish. I mean,
it's weird... weirdest.

Catch like Cliff to the
top of the Joy Explosion...

Erik?

Uh, you were right.

I haven't been the kind of woman
that Jesus wants me to be.

- It's okay.
- No, it's not.

All I wanna do in this
world is to please God.

It's... it's all I wanna do, Erik.

Just pray for me, okay?

You know, I thank Him for
Godly men like you in my life.

♪ Lord, I'd rather
stand accused ♪

♪ They wanted me,
they wanted me ♪

♪ And not you ♪

♪ Lord, I would rather
stand accused ♪

Alright, guys, guys.

The chorus is there, alright.

The solo works, the bridge.

The second verse,
that's your problem.

Yeah.

The second verse is dookie.

- Amen to that.
- Yeah.

What rhymes with Seder?

What's Seder?

Yeah, the Passover meal.

What's the meter?

Like the beats.

It's the same as the first.

♪ We let my blood

♪ What you've done to us ♪

♪ No matter what we did ♪

♪ Jesus sacrificed, that is
what has made me whole ♪

♪ Once a murderer ♪

♪ Now we turn into the fold ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Lord, I'd rather
stand accused ♪

♪ They wanted me, they wanted
me, not you ♪

This is the part, Sarah.

♪ Blah, blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah, blah ♪

♪ Help me out before
Passover Seder ♪

Okay, how 'bout this?

♪ Violent me a lie,
she was doing me a favor ♪

♪ Letting me out for
Passover Seder ♪

♪ Jesus the sacrifice, that
is what has made me whole ♪

♪ Once a murderer, now
returning to the fold ♪

Yeah, yeah, kill it1

♪ Ah ♪

On behalf of those
imprisoned by the State,

or locked up by the shame
of their own fate...

let me tell ya.

♪ You can be Barabbas,
you can be Barabbas ♪

♪ You can be the Barabbas too ♪

♪ You can be Barabbas,
you can be Barabbas ♪

♪ You can be the Barabbas too ♪

♪ You can be Barabbas,
you can be Barabbas ♪

♪ You can be the Barabbas too ♪

♪ You can be Barabbas,
you can be Barabbas ♪

♪ You can be the Barabbas too ♪

♪ You can be Barabbas,
you can be Barabbas ♪

♪ You can be the Barabbas too ♪

♪ You can be Barabbas,
you can be Barabbas ♪

♪ You can be the Barabbas too ♪

♪ You can be Barabbas,
you can be Barabbas ♪

♪ You can be the Barabbas too ♪

♪ They wanted me ♪

♪ They wanted me too ♪♪

Uh, let me revise the plan.

You'll go to school here at
Belmont, major in music.

Yes.

And I'll get one of
those jobs that, uh,

at a recording
studio on Music Row.

No college?

Uh, I'll get in good
with music biz people,

open doors for you.

I like it.

Like Amy Grant and Gary Chapman.

Yeah.

You know, I read in "Ladies
Home Journal" that she would

never want to compare Gary's
moans to another man's.

I'm serious.

She talks about them like
having sex and stuff,

and drinking wine, and walking
around on nude beaches.

That doesn't sound right.

I have the magazine.

It's in there.

It's just like when you
were talking about us in

Nashville... just kinda

made me think, you know?

So...

I don't know.

Okay. Alright, we get two
songs, that's it, no cover.

Hey, did y'all see Mylan?

'Cause I got him
to sign my hand.

We'll play "Commando"
and "Barabbas."

Alright.

You nimrod, that ink's
gonna sweat right off you.

Alright, don't go over, guys.

Do not go over.

"Commando" and "Barabbas,"
that's it, alright? Scotty?

- Strict time.
- Strict time, yes.

- Hey, Skip Wick.
- Yeah.

We didn't get any pizza.

You know, if I
could stop time, Cliff,

and get you some pizza, I would.

But God has not given
me that particular gift.

Alright, Sarah, Erik, let's go.

You guys, break a leg.

Whoo!

Alright, let's go!

Couple thousand people,
he's worried about pizza.

It's unbelievable to me.

Oh.

It's Amy Grant.

Hey, it's me.

Yeah, I'm... I'm Skip Wick,
uh, Harvest Concert Ministries.

Hi.

Now, I run a white-hot
heavy metal band...

Amy, hi, hi!

I love you!

Hey there, I love you, too.

Hi, um, oh this
is... this is Erik.

We wanna be like you
and Gary someday.

- Hi, Erik.
- Hi, Miss Grant.

Look, I gotta run.

You two, be good.

Yeah, we gotta run too.
Let's go.

Amy Grant.

That's unbelievable.

♪ While the enemy's pass ♪

♪ I finally shell ♪

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪♪

Hey, who got us 'em anyway?

Uh, Skip Wick did.

I can't decide
who I look more like.

Crocket or Tubbs.

Tubbs.

Ernest Tubbs.

Okay, everybody, shut up.

Michael, were you
born on a farm?

Get down from there.

Scotty, you take
that jacket off.

That is 82% alpaca.

Alright, everybody!

Good show tonight, but shut up.

I'm expecting a call.

Uh-oh.

I think it's Skip's boyfriend.

Shut it up!

Ssshhh.

Everybody... silence.

Oh, hey, this is Skip.

No, hey, Chris.

Hey, how are you?

You mean you're here here?

Like... like at the hotel?

No, no, sure.

Room 37.

Okay.

Chris Angelopoulos
is coming here.

Sssh.

♪ Commandos ♪

♪ For Christ ♪

♪ Let's
all go commando ♪

Whoo! Jamie Van Halen.

- Ah!
- Alright.

I'll make this
short and sweet.

Got a call yesterday
from an old friend,

works with the promotor in L.A.

They want 316 for
a booking hold!

Yes!

What... what's a booking hold?

When a promoter pays you
to clear your schedule

for a potential gig.

They heard the songs
from the Nashville session.

316 is in consideration for a
support lot on the Motley Crew

and Stryper Heaven
and Hell Tour!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Then why the hold?

They wanna see you
gig with a secular band.

Like in a real rock club?

Purgatorio, Dallas.

Split bill with a couple
of other metal bands.

Santa's Clutch.

Is that a Christmas band?

No, you moron,
it's Satan's Clutch.

Dude, these dudes are crazy.

They're like from
Sweden or someplace.

Norway.

It ain't the Bill Gaither
Trio, that's for damn sure.

But, hey, that's what these L.A.
guys wanna see.

316 in the belly of the beast.

And if the club owner gives a
good report, you guys are in.

You're gonna blow 'em away!

And when you get to L.A., you're
gonna blow Stryper away, too.

I wouldn't be surprised if
you get signed on the spot.

Skippy.

Oh.

I'll call you tomorrow
with the details.

Ooh.

Well done, my man.

Thank you, Chris.

I for one am... I
just... I can't believe it.

Yeah, Satan's Clutch,
that's... that's the band

that... they bit the
head off of a ferret.

Gross.

The Purgatorio... I mean,
if you want to...

I mean, this is a real rock
and roll club, alright?

I don't know.

I'm not sure I want this band
playing a venue

where they serve alcohol.

Hey, Skip, I kinda
agree with Michael.

I...

Chris is right.

This band's the real deal.

And this opportunity to play 316
songs

in a real rock club

filled with... filled with
lost people, guys...

This is what it's all about.

Look, I don't know about you.

But I'm tired of
preaching to the choir.

These churches and camps...

I mean, half of these people,
they think all rock is evil.

They don't wanna hear our music.

We should play
somewhere where they do.

I wanna make Jesus famous.

Amen.

So I say we rock
the hell out of this...

- Pergatorio.
- ...Pergatorio.

Amen.

Amen!

♪ You speak of the devil ♪

♪ He's no friend of mine ♪

♪ To turn from him is
what we've got in mind ♪

- ♪ Just a liar and a thief ♪
- Oh, there you go.

- Here we go.
- ♪ The word tells us so ♪

♪ We like to let him
know where he can go ♪

♪ To hell with the devil ♪

♪ To hell with the devil ♪

♪ When things are going wrong ♪

♪ You know who to blame ♪

♪ He will always live
up to his name ♪

♪ He's never been the answer ♪

♪ There's a better way ♪

♪ We are here to rock you ♪

♪ And to say ♪

♪ To hell with the devil ♪

♪ To hell with the devil ♪

Give me the guitar, give me
the guitar, give me the guitar!

Ahh!

♪ To hell with the devil ♪

♪ To hell with the devil ♪

♪ To hell ♪

♪ With the devil ♪

♪ To hell with the devil ♪

♪ Devil ♪

♪ Devil ♪

This is Skip.

Oh, Brother Wember.

Well, I thought
you'd been raptured.

Hey.

♪ With the devil ♪

♪ To hell with ♪

Can you believe it?

Chris Angelopoulos.

I got saved at a
Fire Escape show.

My dad.

He's coming to get me.

He called Skip,

said he'd be meeting us in
Dallas.

He said I had my fun, it's time
to come home

and get serious.

I don't know when
I'll see you again.

He has to hear you sing.

Sarah...

you're the best thing
that's ever happened to me.

I'm not gonna let you go.

Yes, Brother, whoo!

Satan's Clutch, baby! Whoo!

Let's do this!

My man, let's do this, my man!

Three Sick Teens?

Yeah, I'm pretty
sure that's us, amigos.

You ready? You ready for some
Satan's Clutch?

Yah!

But they're four of us.

♪ Oh yeah, that
what she love ♪

♪ That's what she love ♪

No virgins allowed.

Oh-oh-oh.

You here for that
Christian rock band, huh?

Not quite.

Satan's Clutch?

Yeah, pretty much.

Get lost, Ozzy.

Mwah.

♪ That what she love,
that what she love ♪

♪ That what she
love, love, love ♪

- You okay?
- Yeah.

♪ That what she love
that what she love ♪

♪ Love, love ♪

♪ That what she love ♪

Hey. There's no
loitering at the bar.

♪ Love, love, love, love ♪

♪ That what she loves ♪

Hey, do you know when Bloody
Mass's set's gonna be over?

Beats me.

You're here for that
Christian band, aren't you?

No, uh, Satan's Clutch.

Well, you're gonna have to
listen to that Christian shit

first.

Satan's Clutch comes
on around 11:30 or so.

♪ She cut off my head
despite my face ♪

♪ That what she love ♪

Watch it, faggot!

What the hell?

- What'd you just call me?
- Nothing.

- What did he just call me?
- Nothing.

Captain Kangaroo?

- You call me Captain Kangaroo?
- No.

I'm just gonna
kick your ass, boy.

Kid's a Christian rock band.

No, I'm not.

Probably... probably got his
mommy to drive him here

- with his little virgin girl.
- Shut up!

Animal.

You just lost
your girlfriend, oh.

Go to hell.

♪ That what she love ♪

Erik!

♪ You can be Barabbas too ♪

Go home!

You guys suck!

Mwah!

Go home!

You suck!

Jesus loves you.

And he can forgive you
no matter what you've done!

What are you doing?

Can he forgive you for
playing so many shitty songs?

Does anyone know
when Skip will be here?

It's one in the morning,
you guys are minors.

Actually, I turned 18 in May.

I wanna speak to my lawyer.

Yeah, that's a good idea.

Why is he keeping us
here if he's off duty?

To make sure this case of
assault and battery

doesn't turn into a homicide.

Why in the name of all that's
holy you felt compelled to give

an alter call at the end?

We're screwed, Michael?

And what's this bullshit about
you signing away our publishing?

- Jamie, will you just shut...
- Shut up, Scotty!

I wanna hear it straight
from the dumbass!

Huh?

During the Bloody Mass set, a
guy came up to me and asked if

we had signed with a publisher.

I said I didn't think so.

And you did what?

I told him we'd look into it.

You didn't write
those songs, Cliff!

Okay, first of all...

I'm the only one of us
that's of legal age,

that's why he was talking
to me and not you.

You understand?

Second, publishing is the only
way any of us in this business

make any money.

And third, I wrote
the riff on "Girl."

I wrote some of the
words on "Commando."

Yeah, "Yahweh M-80 rocket
launcher," that was mine.

- Right?
- Oh my.

- Right?
- It was stupid.

We agreed Skip Wick
would handle contracts.

Yeah, I couldn't find Skip.

He was probably banging
someone's mom in the back

of the station wagon.

Come on, let
me into the garage.

Yoo-hoo!

I'm home!

Yes, everybody!

Remain calm.

Everybody, please, calm down.

Stay in your seats.

There is no crying here.

I am sorry that I
missed your show.

Boo-hoo-hoo, Scotty, alright?

Now, I had to go over to the
Howard Johnson's for just a few

minutes, and it turns out,
they are completely booked.

So, lucky me, I met this very
nice Ukrainian woman

who runs an adult establishment
in Irving.

Go, Cowboys!

And she has spare rooms for the
girls who come in

from out of town, so we are set.

You're welcome.

Thank you, stay seated.

It's alright, I understand.

You're appreciative.

I heard you guys rocked it, huh?

You okay, Skip Wick?

Am I okay?

No, I'm not okay.

I'm not okay at all.

I'm great.

♪ 'Cause I've got
that joy, joy, joy, joy ♪

♪ Down in my heart ♪
Phuh.

♪ Down in my heart ♪

♪ I got that grandest, slapping
love of Jesus ♪

♪ Down in my heart ♪

Phuh.

♪ Down in my heart to stay ♪

Whoo!

- Skip?
- Yeah.

Your old friend
Deena's here, stupid?

From Word Records.

Well, Ballen's ass
on a Popsicle stick.

Chris told me you
guys were ready to sign.

This! All of this is
disgusting!

Worst thing I have seen since
Carmen tried to exercise

Tammy Faye Bakker
at Night of Joy.

- No, that is not...
- Excuse me.

Don't you touch me!

Hey, sit down,
Sonny Crockett!

You boys need the church.

You need the Bible.

You need your mamas
and your daddies.

No, no, no.

Your families, but
not a record contract.

You will never work in
gospel music ever again.

Any of you.

Any of you!

I'm out.

Me too.

I don't understand.

I don't understand.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's alright.

Let me fix your hair.
It's all...

- Thank you.
- ...what the...

Um...

Your hair. Uh.

Oh God.

I'm just gonna fold up your
hair and put it in your pocket,

okay?

Okay, alright then.

How 'bout we go inside and
get some black coffee

and sober up, okay?

That sounds nice.

I gotcha, I gotcha, I gotcha.

Thank you.

Brrrr.

Hey.

It's not your fault.

I'm the one that convinced
them to play the gig.

Which was the
right thing to do.

We're supposed to be
playing a church tonight.

Listen.

I'm going.

Is your dad here?

Let me talk to him.

No, I mean, like
I'm really going,

like... right now without him.

I can't go back home.

What?

Sarah, you can't...

That's not... that's not right.

You have to respect your father,
you have to talk to him.

He doesn't listen.

He won't understand.

I need you.

Mwah.

You're the one that
needs to go home.

But there are people who are
dying and going to hell.

Can't God just
be glad for us?

Because we're happy and
having fun, making music?

Jesus is already famous, Erik.

He doesn't need your help.

Uh.

I promised to
tell my story honestly.

Well, this is where
my memory fails.

Endings are like that.

Scattered, fuzzy,
falling to pieces.

316 died that night.

But just before the end,
I'll never forget it.

We played the best
set of our career.

Hey, how 'bout a do-over?

My last set was for Jesus.

But this one...

this one's for us.

Here we go! Here we go!
Let's get the shit!

♪ Looking out upon ♪

♪ On the road I tread ♪

♪ Bodies strewn and
piled up dead ♪

♪ It is ♪

I never
saw Sarah again.

But I thought about what
she said that night a lot.

♪ To win while
the enemy's guns ♪

Jesus didn't need
us to make him famous.

Just to be with each other.

Play music together, have fun.

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

Take care
of each other.

♪ Commandos for Christ ♪

The joy of the
Lord, you might say.

♪ Go commando ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ Let's all go commando ♪

♪ For Christ ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

Sometimes people
ask: where are they now?

Michael actually stayed
with Christian music.

He made a couple of really
good power pop records

in the mid-'90s.

Went on to lead worship
at a megachurch out west.

Cliff, he's in sales.

Not sure what he sells,
but he does well.

Lives in Atlanta.

We've run into each other
a few times over the years.

Great guy.

Scotty's been married two
or three times, I hear.

Doesn't play anymore.

Not sure if he goes
to church either.

I think his new wife
just had a baby.

They seem happy.

Jamie made it.

He became a session
guitarist in L.A.

He was in a couple of fairly
successful rock bands, too.

I saw him play in
Charlotte once.

We spoke briefly after.

He was nice.

But it was clear.

He'd moved on.

And me?

Well, I stuck with the youth
group through high school,

then kind of drifted away
from church in college.

I got married, divorced, started
an AV company

that I eventually sold.

I lost my ear for rock and roll.

I grew up.

We all do.

And the past becomes stories we
tell at bars, on first dates,

playing a round of golf.

Every once in a while,

I do think about trying to find
Sarah.

But I never did.

When I finally heard about
her again, it was too late.

Hi.

Hi. Um.

I'm Erik.

Yes, I know.

You were with the band.

I was. Yes.

Sound guy.

Yeah, I remember.

It was all such a huge part
of my memory that night.

Oh.

We played a bunch of shows.

Well, there was
one here in Aniston.

Christian Life Assembly.

You all stayed at
our house that night.

Oh yeah, of course.

Sorry, how could I forget?

Well, I was the
bratty younger sister.

I'm sure I gave you
guys a ton of grief.

- I was pretty boy crazy.
- Becky?

Yes.

Rebekah now.

I'm surprised you remembered.

Oh, well, um...

she talked a lot about you.

Um...

You guys were the best thing
that ever happened to my sister.

I heard so many stories
about Skip Wick over the years.

Well, you know he
sold cars for a while.

Of course he did.

I'm in Houston on
business in the late '90s,

and I'm looking at
this local TV station.

There's Skip Wick.

No way.

Looking right into the
camera, showing those used cars.

- That's perfect.
- Awesome.

So the next day, I go down
to the lot and I found him.

- You're kidding?
- No.

I walked right up to him, he
didn't recognize me from Adam.

But it was him, no doubt.

Was he still driving,
uh... what is it...

- the Joy Explosion?
- Yeah, with those eyes.

- Remember that?
- They were awesome.

Well, what did he say when
you told him who you were?

- Uh, I didn't.
- What?

No, I didn't.

I just chatted
him up about cars,

and I told him I was looking
for a minivan for my wife.

Oh man.

I would have loved to have
seen his face

if you'd had told him.

Well, I got close.

I kept asking him if
he'd ever driven an RV.

Come on!

Told him my wife was
into Christian hair metal.

- Oh man.
- Come on.

Dude, he must have
known it was you.

Maybe.

But he never let on.

He just said he
loved the Lord too.

Skip Wick.

Skip Wick.

Hi.

Hey, I wanted to catch
you before you left.

Yeah, of course.

Thanks.

Oh, sorry.

It's okay.

I wanted to
give you something.

Sure.

A few years ago, when Sarah
finally moved back...

Daddy was pretty sick by then.

And, um, she knew all
these music people so...

Music people?

My sister.

She had an amazing career.

You didn't know that?

I... I kinda gave up on
music a long time ago.

Sarah sang with everybody.

She toured with Michael Jackson,
Elton John,

and I mean, everybody.

She toured the world,
Erik, half a dozen times.

Wow.

I...

When Daddy was
sick, she cut a CD,

a bunch of songs that he liked.

This is for you.

♪ Well it seems that
everyone we've known ♪

♪ Their love grown cold ♪

♪ Heart turned to stone ♪

♪ One by one they break ♪

I'm sorry.

♪ Shame, and now
they're saying ♪

♪ You wanna do the same ♪

♪ Don't toss us away ♪

What are you doing right now?

♪ So thoughtlessly ♪

I think that people are just
gonna

hang out here at Helen's, but I
don't...

You wanna get
some dinner with me?

♪ Oh can't you see ♪

♪ I still love you ♪

- ♪ And I want you to stay ♪
- Yes.

♪ Darling please ♪

♪ Don't toss us away ♪♪

That's it.

One, two, three, four!

The Joy Explosion.

There she is.

It doesn't run right
now, and there's no AC.

So it's a lot like home.

♪ The dreams that we shared,
they were so easy to believe ♪

♪ From the way
you're going ♪

♪ It's a rocky road for sure ♪

♪ Lift up your heart to heaven ♪

Okay, guys, get back to set.

♪ Do it for love ♪

♪ Do it for love, love, love ♪

♪ Do it for love ♪

Arrivederci.

♪ Do it for
love, love, love ♪

♪ Ahhh ♪

♪ And I could see a time ♪

♪ When we will dare to live ♪

♪ say, hey, that day ♪

♪ We'll say we did it, did it
for love ♪

I want you to know he's
scared of shower shoes.

He fell off the
toilet as a child,

and sometimes he'll speak
French for days at a time.

Thanks, Mr. Skip.

Where I skated?

At Jellybeans in Hot Lanta.

I don't know if it's still open.

I'm guessing it's probably not.

Ooh!

One, two, three sixteen!

♪ We be kids ♪

♪ Can't get quiet
about the neighbors ♪

♪ About the truth ♪

♪ The words are fire so ♪

♪ Don't talk, they bother
you with their forked tongues ♪

♪ spring from the ground ♪

♪ Pleased as punch, walking
to school with my ♪

♪ I think I can
because I think ♪

♪ Pure delight, pure delight ♪

♪ I rest in your delight,
your delight ♪

♪ Sure delight, sure delight ♪

♪ I offer pure delight,
feel the delight ♪

♪ Feel delight,
feel delight ♪

♪ Feel delight,
word delight, pure delight ♪

♪ It's that pure delight ♪

♪ Going up, walking on air,
taking the high ground ♪

♪ Going down, jamming
the river of a plan ♪

♪ Falling flat, covering
us with your open eyes ♪

♪ With a change a stranger
needs clear direction ♪

♪ Energized, the writers
will not contain ♪

♪ Bring me joy, your thrilling
voice screams a constant song ♪

♪ Pure delight,
pure delight ♪

♪ I rest in your delight,
your delight ♪

♪ I am sure delight, sure
delight ♪

♪ I offer pure delight,
feel the delight ♪

♪ Feel delight,
I feel delight ♪

♪ Pure delight, pure delight ♪

♪ I offer pure delight,
feel the delight ♪

♪ Pure delight, pure delight ♪

♪ Pure delight,
we are in pure delight ♪

♪ Pure delight,
we are in your delight ♪

♪ Pure delight, we are in
pure delight ♪

♪ Pure delight,
pure delight ♪

♪ We are in pure delight ♪

♪ Pure delight,
we are in pure delight ♪

♪ Pure delight, we are in pure
delight ♪♪