I started digging that goddamn hole, but I did not pray. I would not. I hated God, I...

[Young Fenton joins Dad at the kitchen table early in the morning] Dad:
I want you to know,I've never killed anything in my whole life. Young Fenton:
That's a lie and you know it. Dad:
I did a lot of thinking and praying after you went to bed. I asked the Angel to visit you, instead he visited me. He told me something... that I don't want to believe. Young Fenton:
What? Dad:
It doesn't matter, because together you and I are going to prove him wrong. You just don't have any faith, that's why you can't see the truth. But we're going to change that. [Dad and Young Fenton stand outside next to the backyard shed] Dad:
I want you to dig a hole right here. It needs to be about ten feet deep, fifteen feet wide on both sides. The length and width should form a perfect square. Young Fenton:
What? Dad:
You heard me. Young Fenton:
Why? Dad:
Because I'm your father and you do what I tell you. Understand? Do you? Young Fenton:
Yes sir. Dad:
Alright then, I expect half that to be done by the time I get home from work tonight. Young Fenton:
Dad, I can't do that. Dad:
Pray! Adam Meiks:
[voice-over showing Young Fenton digging the hole]
I started digging that goddamn hole, but I did not pray. I would not. I hated God, I despised him. My hatred helped me dig, kept me going. Dad's, or God's, or the Angel's or whoever's plan it was would not work on me. I knew what Dad was doing was wrong, and nothing was gonna change that