3 Blind Saints Page #5

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- [Frankie] Who's here?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

Hello congregation!

Just thought I'd swing by andsee how my flock is doing.

- [Johnny] Hey mom, the guys are here!

- Hey, um, I think today youcould throw a few passes.

- Really?

- [Tiffany] Yeah.

- I thought you didn't want him to...

- Pass it to me!

Pass it to me!

Right here!

Right here!

- Yeah, you're probably right.

I'm a little overprotective.

- Nice catch!

- He probably needs alittle time with the guys.

- I think that is surprisingly cool.

Go deep!

Go deep!

- Good to see you.

Oh, thank you.

(kids yelling)

- So the other day we kindagot off on the wrong foot.

I really didn't give you much of a chance.

Probably wasn't verygodly or Christiany of me

for that matter but...

- Jamal, put down the hot dog, man.

I, I'm glad you're givingus another crack at it.

- Yeah, me too.

- Hey Johnny, go for the long one!

(Johnny coughing)

- Hey, Johnny!

You okay Pal?

- It's okay, Sam.

Sam, I gotcha.

Here baby, come here.

Ready, breathe in.

Breathe in.

Three, two, one, okay?

Good.

Breathe, good job, good.

- Good one, Johnny.

(church bell rings)

(all singing out of tune)

- Hey shut it down!

Shut it off!

(phone rings)

Hey, Cousin Mal!

Ya, you here?

I'm comin' out.

- What is he doing?

- I'll be right back.

I gotta little quick engagement.

I gotta handle a little business outside.

In the meantime, I'mgonna bring up my faithful

brother in the Lord.

Frankie, come on up here!

C'mon Frankie, come on up here.

Hurry up Frank!

Do something.

- But I don't know.

- Hey.

- Where are you going?

- [Jamal] Hey Cousin Ma!

What's up, cuz?

How you doin' man?

- [Cousin] Jamal, my man, cameas soon as I got your call.

- [Jamal] Hey man look,I need you to help me

put some life in this old church!

- [Cousin] No problem Jamal,

my girls'll get 'em crackin' for real!

(singing out of tune)

- Brothers and sisters!

Woo!

It's praise time!

It's time

for us to have some

good God, church!

(upbeat Gospel music)

Without faith

It's impossible to please him

Without faith

So impossible to reach him

Without faith

You never know how much you need him

Everyone who comes to God

Must believe he is

Without faith

It's impossible to please him

Without faith

So impossible to reach him

Without faith

You never know how much you need him

Everyone who comes to God

Must believe he is and he rewards

Still and receive him

Faith

It's the only way to please him

Faith

If you wanna please God

Come to him in faith

'Cause he's real

'Cause he's real

He really cares

He really cares

He really loves you

He really cares

'Cause he's real

My God, he's real

He really cares

He really loves you

He really cares

'Cause he's real

He really cares

He really loves you

He really cares

'Cause he's real

He's really there

He really loves you

He really cares

'Cause he's real

- What did I tell you, Jamal?

Paycheck!

We're in a real bank about tocash in on some legit money!

- [Jamal] 'Cause you knowa brother got to get paid!

- Yeah, that's how that works.

(coins spilling on floor)

- [Jamal] Oh that's Tiffany!

- Oh, hey Tiffany!

Hi.

- Hi.

- Wow.

What happened to you?

Hit a big casino?

- No, I work at the senior center

and Miss Thompson insiststhat I personally deposit

her bingo change every week.

- Well look at you.

You're a church-going supermom

who works with old people.

You're really givingJesus a run for his money.

- Bingo.

Hi, I just need to deposit this.

- Cash that.

So this preaching gig'spretty light midweek.

How about I take you for a ride

in a classic convertible?

You can show the new guy around town.

- That actually would be really fun

but I have to pick up Johnny from school.

We have homework and it's corn dog night.

- Of course, corn dog night.

How can I compete with that?

Another time, maybe?

- Maybe, yeah, another time.

- Alright.

Bye.

- Bye.

(slow instrumental music)

- [Kids] Hi, Frankie!

- Hi!

- Frankie, Frankie, I made this for ya!

- Thank you.

- Pizza time!

I am so fired up.

One more week and we outta here.

We done done our time.

Fellas, we done paid for our crime.

- What are we gonna goback to though, fellas?

We got nothing to go back to.

I mean I'm serious.

I like it here.

This is the best I've ever dressed.

I like getting dressed up for church.

We're gettin' paid.

- Frankie, are you okay?

- You know, honestly,

I don't think it would beso bad to settle down here.

- And what you gonna be, the fake pastor?

- The money's not bad and thepeople are pretty good, too.

- Fellas, fellas, fellas, fellas,

I mean come on.

You guys aren't makin' any sense.

Before you wanna settle down here

with your little Miss Sunshineand all of that good stuff,

pastor a church, you mightwanna consider believing in God!

- I'm working on it.

(phone rings)

- [Jamal] Oh he's working on it, okay.

We hope.

- Pastor Sam, how can I save you?

- How may I save you?

- Shh, he's on the phone, man.

- What?

Yeah, no, slow down, Tiffany.

(dramatic instrumental music)

No absolutely, right now.

Johnny's in the hospital.

He's not breathing.

(instrumental rock music)

- [Sam] Hey.

- Hi.

Thanks for coming.

- Of course.

I jumped in the car as soon as you called.

How is he?

- Not good.

But I'm hoping you can get in there.

- Yeah, we'll go inthere and see if we can't

cheer the little guy up.

- Will you pray for him?

- Pray for him?

- Yeah.

Pray for my son's healing

so that he can get better.

Come on, the doctors are leaving.

- Tiffany, Tiffany, I can't.

- No, yeah, it's okay.

- No, no, I mean, I really, I can't.

I mean, making up a blessingbefore we have lunch

is one thing but I can'tgo pray to heal a sick kid.

- Why?

- 'Cause I don't believe it.

(slow instrumental music)

Tiffany I'm not a real preacher.

We ran into trouble andRusty Pickens bailed us out

and offered us these jobspretending to be ministers.

But we're faking it.

I can't pray for a miracle or a blessing.

I can't pray to heal a common cold.

- Just leave, Sam.

(door closes)

(slow instrumental music)

(instrumental rock music)

- Hey oh no, excuse me guys.

No, no, I gotta get through there.

I really need to see Rusty.

See?

He's waving me in.

- What can I do for you, Reverend?

- It's over.

I'm done.

I can't do it anymore!

- Whoa now, hold your horses.

Boys, get the Reverend a drink.

- I don't drink.

And stop callin' me that!

- Look, would you relax?

It's only gonna be a couple more days

and you go before Judge Cartwright

and he throws out the caseand you're free to go.

- I'm not doing a couple more days.

- Is it the money?

You need a raise?

- No, it's not the money!

- Then what is it?

- What we're doing, Rusty!

It's not right!

- (laughs) Before you go Mr. Moral on me,

I've got something I wanna show you.

Might change your mind.

Now then, Sam, church, aswe know it, is in the past.

I mean people want progress.

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