Keeping the Faith

She was gonna make T-shirts.
You know, there's eight million
people in New York...

but when the three of us were together
it felt like we were living
on our own little island.

But New York is an island.
I'm trying to sprinkle
a little fairy dust here.

- I'm-- I'm trying to tell a story.
- I'm terribly sorry.

- Continue. Go on. Sprinkle away.
- Mm-hmm. Okay.

Well, then disaster struck.
The summer after eighth grade,
Anna's father got a job in California...

and just like that,
she was gone.

Well, as for me and Jake, our friendship
just got stronger and stronger.

In most ways, we were like
any other two kids in New York...

but our relationship did have
this one unusual component--

we were fascinated
with each other's religions.

He showed me
the secret rituals of Judaism...

and I let him in on
the Catholic mysteries.

Just remember:
spectacles, testicles, watch, wallet.

I bet you're wondering what makes two
kids wanna become a priest and a rabbi
in this day and age.

Well, you know, people don't talk
that much about a calling any more...

but I just knew it was something
I was supposed to do.

And even way back then,
everybody just seemed to feel good
bringing their problems to me.

My parents had basically given up
on children when I came along...

so my mother always called me
her gift from God.

That really stuck with me, and when
I was eight I told her I had a feeling
I was supposed to return the favour.

She was so happy, she cried.
My dad just wanted to know
if working for God came with dental.

Now, Jake's sense of a calling
might not have gelled as early as mine.

Religion was really more
of a hobby for him at first.

Got it. Got it.
Need it. Need it.