3 Blind Saints Page #7
Wake up, wake up!
- [Sister] What in the name
of holy creation happened to him?
- Ah!
- Ah!
- Hold on!
Give me another chance!
- Sam, honey!
- Unhand me!
- It's just your friend Jamal!
- What happened?
- I was working with Mr.Patterson, the maintenance man,
and I had the screwdriverand I was working and zap!
Electricity shot outand jumped all over me!
- Oh honey, there is no electricity.
The electricity been out all evening
and there's no Mr. Patterson either.
- Oh no, no, he washere and we were working
and I was blind!
Couldn't see a thing!
And then there was thunderand there was lightning!
- Well did the lightninghit you upside the head
'cause you look crazy, man!
- We need some lights in here.
- Jamal, help me up.
I'm sorry, I thought you were Satan.
Hey Jamal, listen.
- Look man, you are out of your mind!
- Stop it!
Something's out there.
- What?
What's out there?
Oh the cops, they out there, oh!
Oh Rusty, Rusty, Rusty's out there!
- Well he's out there but that'snot what I'm talking about.
- Oh those cops they got Frankie!
The cops that got Frankie?
- No, no, no, no!
It's not out there, out there.
Out there, up there!
- What?
- The whole God thing, man.
It's real!
All that God stuff that we've been trying
to fake our wake our way through?
It's real!
- I know that's real!
God is real, brother.
I believe in God!
You don't believe in God!
- I do now!
- What?
- Ha!
I found the real thing tonight, Jamal!
Or it found me or something, man,
but all I know is Ifinally feel like I know
what I'm supposed to doand who I'm supposed to be!
- Oh man would you pleasehook a brother up, man,
'cause you got me so daggone confused!
- Okay, follow this.
Rusty and Beverly havebeen using us as decoys.
They've been stealingmoney from this church
and they're gonna tear the thing down.
- What?
- So they can build like this
jumbo mega mall sports church thing!
- What?
- And you and me and Frankie,we're gonna stop 'em.
- And me and you and Frankie,me, you, and Frankie?
Where is Frankie, man?
We don't even know whereFrankie is anymore!
- We're gonna find him too!
Because Rusty's got him.
I know it!
- Rusty?
- Rusty's after us, man.
We gotta figure out a way to get to Rusty.
What we need is a plan.
- We get a plan!
- We get a plan.
That's what we gotta do.
Let's think.
- Let's think, let's think.
- Hey, y'all talking aboutno good Rusty Pickens?
- Every man's got a weakness.
- Well I know what his weakness is.
As long as I've known him
his weakness has beenpretty girls and skirts.
- Well that makes me
(drum hit)
- What's wrong?
- I'm listening.
- What's he doing?
- Finish!
Alright, I'll do it.
I'm not gonna like it.
But I'll do it.
- Whatcha gonna do?
- I believe God just gave us a plan.
(instrumental country music)
What a rustic establishment.
- We're closed.
- Ah, fiddlesticks.
- Hello, ladies.
What can we do for you?
Come on in.
- Don't mind if we do.
Excuse me young man.
Well I would love a tall glass of water.
- What about you, little lady?
- Oh let me get a little chocolate milk.
- Milk?
- Yeah, make it dirty, baby.
- Oh, tough girl, huh?
I like that.
- Oh.
- How would you girls like to stick around
for a little private party?
(slaps Sam)
- Oh!
That was rude.
- Heard that.
Can't believe you got me into this.
- This was his idea, remember?
- You want us to stick around with you?
- Oh no, you boys lock up and go on home.
- Well would it have killedyou to shave the beard?
- Yes!
- I can take care of theselittle ladies by myself.
- Okay.
- Come on, ladies.
Let's get this party started.
- Well who put a nickel in you?
Come on brown sugar!
- I like the sound of that.
Woo hoo!
- You don't mind if I set my purse down.
- He's out shaking it.
(upbeat rock music)
- [Rusty] Ooh ee, I can'twait to see what comes next.
- Oh it's a surprise.
- [Rusty] Oh I love surprises.
- Really?
Well what do you thinkabout this surprise?
Boom.
- Bam!
How you like us now?
(all laughing)
- Oh gentlemen, I knewit was you all along.
- Oh yeah.
- That's a very funny jokeand you can untie me now.
- Oh no, after what you did to Frankie?
You about to see what thefive fingers said to the face!
- That's not necessary!
I didn't mean any harm.
I just asked Officer Marrowto detain him a little bit.
- Detain him?
- [Jamal] Detain him?
- So our little Frankie is rotting away
right now as we speak insome miserable jail cell?
- You got any twos?
- Any twos?
Nope, go fish!
- You better not be messin' with him!
- I just need to make onephone call to get him released!
- Hmm.
- My phone is in my pocket.
- Get that phone, Sam, get the phone.
- This better be real.
- Now punch one.
- I punched it.
- That's good.
(phone rings)
- Yeah.
- Please hold for Rusty Pickens.
Listen, would you releasethat little pipsqueak.
- Free?
- I said release him, yes,and send him this way.
- Alright.
Whatever you say, boss.
- Well partner, looks likethis is your lucky day.
- These are hard to open with these nails
and I'm not sure purple's the right color.
- No?
- Because now in hindsight,lime green purple,
I think it might havesent the wrong signal.
Hey Frankie!
- Hey Frankie!
- There he is!
- [Jamal] Frankie baby!
- Sam?
Jamal?
You would not believewhere I've just been.
- Man, we know man.
We made the call to get you out.
- Why you guys wearing dresses?
Why is he tied to a chair?
Why do I all of a sudden feelincredibly uncomfortable?
- All very solid questions
that I can't answer right now.
Frankie, we're on a tight schedule.
We are men on a mission.
We spent our entire lives on the take.
Right now we gotta dosomething for somebody else.
- Sam, we've been overthis 100 times, man!
How are we gonna do thatwhen the church's money's
probably still locked up in the bank?
- I have no idea what youtwo birds are going on about
but we do know Hugo whoworks over at the bank.
- Good thinkin', Frankie.
- And the bank opens in a few hours.
Gentlemen,
- Right.
- It's illogical,
it's unscientific, but it might just be
the miracle we need.
- There he is!
He's right there.
- Mr. Hugo, we were wondering if we
could take a moment of your time.
- Take my time?
- You got to help, you got to help
'cause they'll tear downthe cathedral, the church,
and they wanna put a mall there.
Stores...
- What are you talking about, you nitwit?
- Listen, what Frankie meansis that Rusty and Beverly
have been stealing fromthe church for years
and we're pretty sure themoney's right here in this bank.
- We gotta get the moneyoutta here before they do!
Can you help us?
- Can I help?
What do you think I do?
Stand here all day and hopethat my Depends hold out?
Follow me.
You say old Beverly's been stealing money
and stashing it away, hey?
- [All] Mmm hmm.
- [Hugo] There she is alright.
- I knew it.
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