3 Blind Saints Page #6

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They want big and Iintend to give it to 'em.

I'm gonna tear down that little chapel

and I'm gonna replace it with this.

(Sam whistles)

I call it my spiritual shopping complex.

A mega mall church, if you will.

We'll have a sushi bar.

We'll have a cineplex.

We'll have clothing boutiquesfor the ladies, of course,

and right smack dab in themiddle is Rusty's Sports Bar.

- It's impressive but

don't people usually goto church to find God?

- Find God?

No!

They go to church to find themselves!

But I'll tell you the mostimpressive thing about this

is it is paid for by tax-free donations

and contributions from thefine citizens of Rocky Road.

- So you and Beverlyhave been stealing money

from the church so you can build this.

- I'm doing the town a favor!

I'm investing in the future.

God is a hot commodity, Sam,

and I want you to bemy number one salesman.

Imagine this.

Every shop in the mall,

in every corner there'sa flat screen television

with you preaching on it

telling people how toachieve love and success.

What'd you think?

- Ah, I think,

I think,

I think,

I think it's flippin' brilliant!

I mean it offers the superfluous lifestyle

that Americans know and love

while still painting it inthe whitewash of religion!

- [Rusty] Yeah, and you can be famous!

- Rich and famous!

- Oh it's the chance of a lifetime!

I'm telling you.

- I've spent my entire life chasing

the chance of a lifetimebut I'm always too late!

Right now, spot on time!

- Amen brother!

So you're with me?

- Ah Rusty, I wanna be with you.

I want to be with you!

But if I do this,

I'm gonna be late forsomething more important.

- What in the Sam Hillare you talking about?

- Rusty, there's a sick kidand a scared mom who need me.

Only I got nothing to give 'em.

I can't give 'em faith'cause I don't have any.

I can't pray for 'em 'causeI don't have it in me.

I can't sell religion, Rusty.

I thought I could.

But...

It got to me.

They got to me.

I quit.

- You can't quit!

You know too much!

If you walk out that door

I'm gonna make you regretever comin' to this town!

(heavy rock music)

Officer Marrow, I've got a job for you.

(car engine not turning over)

(Sam exclaims)

(slow instrumental music)

- [Man 1] Come on.

- [Man 2] It's locked.

- [Man 1] I got a key.

- [Man 2] How'd you get a key?

- [Man 1] Rusty's got a key to everything.

Frankie, hey Frankie.

- Hello Frankie.

- Officer Marrow?

- [Officer] Come on,let's get out of here.

(dramatic rock music)

(phone rings)

- Hey, what's up Jamal?

- Oh hey man, we got trouble, Sam!

- Is it Johnny?

- Hey no, no, not Johnny.

Frankie!

- Frankie?

What's wrong with Frankie?

- I don't know man, I musthave fell asleep, man,

'cause all I know I heard some commotion

in the living room

and somebody was yelling,something like that man

and I saw Frankie in theback seat of a car, man!

They were driving him down the street!

- Oh no.

- [Jamal] Oh man, what we gonna do, Sam?

We gotta come up with a plan!

- I don't know!

- What do you mean you don't know?

I'm a black man in the boondocks

and you know they coming after me next!

- Alright look, just calm down!

Get outta there!

Meet me at the church.

- Go to the church?

I ain't got no car.

- That's why God gave us faith!

(slams phone down)

- (sings) Jesus loves me this I know.

- Oh boy.

This isn't good.

Oh, perfect.

What else?

Ah!

- Gimme your wallet.

- Seriously?

- No I'm being facetious.

Wallet!

- The leather's fake!

(slow instrumental music)

(thunder clashing)

(rain falling)

(thunder clashing)

(slow instrumental music)

Jamal?

Jamal?

Alright.

(Sam exhales)

Hello?

Anybody up there?

Knock, knock.

Great, I'm playing knock, knock jokes.

Knock, knock?

Who's there?

God.

God who?

Well that's just it, isn't it?

- Oh, hey Reverend.

I didn't see you come in.

- Do I know you?

- Nah, you don't know me.

But I do know you.

Just call me Mr. Patterson,the maintenance man.

Now you wouldn't mind if I just continued

to work here quietly now, would you?

- Go ahead.

I don't know what I'm doing here anyway.

Don't believe in any ofthis religious mumbo jumbo.

- Mumbo jumbo?

Is that what you think all this is?

(laughs) Mumbo jumbo seems to me describes

more the way your life's been goin'.

Now we got a sick boy in the hospital

and you can't get yourmumbo nor your jumbo

to work for you.

Ain't that right?

- Yeah, I guess.

- I was wondering if maybe you could

just do me a little favor.

You know maintenance man can always use

another pair of hands.

You think you could come and help me?

- Sure.

Why not?

(slow instrumental music)

- Now here's all you gotta do.

You just take this screwdriver right here

and just put it, and put it right...

- Right there?

- Right there.

(electricity jolting)

(heavy rock music)

- Hello?

Ah, Mr. Patterson?

Something's wrong with my eyes!

Hello?

Somebody, anybody, help me!

I can't see!

(heavy rock music)

- [God] Funny thing being around me.

Those who say they're blind can see.

And those who think theycan see become blind.

(laughs) Guess we know whatkind of person you are.

- Mr. Patterson?

- [God] Ah, but don't worry.

It eventually wears off.

- What does?

The blindness?

- [God] Look on the bright side, Sam.

I could have had you

drivin' your classiccar when this happened.

- Who are you?

(knocking)

- Knock, knock.

Who's there?

God!

God who?

(people laughing)

- Okay you know what?

Not funny!

It's not a joke!

I'm really starting to freak out here!

- [God] Freaking out?

Isn't that being illogicaland unscientific?

After all, if you can't seeit, feel it, or smell it,

then it's all just ancientsuperstition, isn't that right?

- How did you know I said that?

- [God] I've always been a know-it-all.

(people laughing)

(thunder clashing)

- Am I dead?

Or am I going crazy?

- [God] Maybe you're dead.

Maybe you're crazy.

Maybe you're both (laughs).

Okay, Reverend Sam.

Let us reason together.

You want Johnny to live.

- Of course.

- [God] So do I.

- Well then why don't you do something?

- [God] Why don't you do something?

- I can't.

- [God] The miracle is in your hands.

- My hands?

I can't heal anybody.

- [God] How do you know you can't?

Maybe you're just tryingto heal the wrong person.

Son, you're making the same mistake

that everybody makes.

You want to take mypower to change the world

but you won't let my power change you.

- Well, what am I supposed to do?

- [God] Wrong question.

It's not what you're supposed to do.

It's who you're supposed to be.

- Alright, well, who am I supposed to be?

- [God] Sam, that's onequestion only you can answer.

Become who you're supposed to be

and what you're supposed to do

will take care of itself.

Well I better get you back.

You got a busy night ahead of you.

- Wait!

Am I ever gonna meet you again?

- [God] Will you ever meet me?

Sam, you have been meeting me.

So keep looking!

(instrumental rock music)

- Sam, Sam!

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