Eve's Bayou Page #2

Eve:

You don't look so bad.

I loved them...

I swear I did.

Eve:
I know.

It's not your fault they die.

Which one did you love best?

I don't know, Eve.

They was all different.

Anderson was the handsomest

man I've ever seen.

Your uncle Harry,

he was the sweetest.

And Maynard...

Maynard loved me

most of all.

Even when I was your age,

before I ever did the counseling,

I could look at people, complete

strangers, and see their lives.

But I looked at each

of my husbands...

and never saw a thing.

That's the way it always is...

blind to my own life.

(bell ringing)

Eh bien...

now go and...

make yourself invisible

for a while.

If you're quiet...

you'll be able to hear.

I'm so sorry about Harry.

I don't know

why the Lord sees fit...

We're all servants

of divine will.

The Lord giveth

and taketh away.

Oh, well.

Close your eyes.

Lord, lead us in the direction

of righteousness.

Advise us that we may

become wiser in Thy will.

- Amen.

- Amen.

Speak your mind, my friend.

It's my boy.

My boy's ran off

and I don't know where.

My husband and I have been

praying for two months.

And I pray for patience, but...

I can't take it anymore.

I have to know.

(sirens blasting)

He's alive, Hilary.

You'll find him in Detroit,

at St. Michael's Hospital.

Next Tuesday.

Is he sick?

Tell me.

Your son's on drugs.

Go home and pray for strength.

You'll need strength

to help you through this.

Mozelle:
The money is gone,

Madame Renard.

Your niece spent it all.

I'm sorry.

(sobbing)

Oh, help me.

My God.

How will I live?

Please, help me.

I want you to get a small bag

made of skin of chamois.

In it, place this piece

of moon stone

and John Conqueror root.

Tie it with a piece

of devil shoestring.

And in your right hand,

sprinkle five drops of holy oil.

Thank you, Madame.

I'm in no position

to repay your kindness

- with my money gone.

- C'est rien, ma chre.

Keep the bag

next to your skin.

I'm so sorry

about your husband.

He was such a fine man.

Thank you.

Don't be cute.

You told Daddy you don't

practice no voodoo.

She was desperate.

Does it work?

We'll see.

What if it don't?

I don't think she'll sue me.

(Mozelle chuckles)

Mozelle:
Oh Lord.

What is it now?

(faint)

What did you say?

Ros:
I said, I've got three

of his damn babies.

I can't stand

that woman called my house!

There is nothing in this world

lower than eavesdropping

- on the conversation of others.

- This is important.

If they wanted you to hear,

they'd have left the door open.

- I'm telling.

- (both gasp)

Women have been lying about this

ever since God invented them.

Daddy.

Hey, Cis.

You're in trouble. Go to Kings

and come back later.

- They're really mad.

- Who's mad, baby?

Who, them?

They're always mad.

People fantasize

about their doctors...

No, don't talk, Louis.

- I feel like I'm falling.

- I'll catch you.

Don't.

- Eve:
He's that old?

- Yeah.

Eve:

He seems like he's 100.

Not 100. I think he used

to go out with grand-mre.

H uh? They do seem like

they could make a good couple.

You really think so?

Wait, grand-mre doesn't really

seem like she's that old.

Oh, grand-mre is old,

let me tell you.

You've been taking

your pills. Good girl.

Yes, Doctor,

I'm feeling much better.

Everything will be

just fine.

Yes, everything's going

to be just fine.

As long as you keep

taking your pills.

- Good bye, Mrs. Renard.

- Bye.

Yes, Lord...

everything will be

just fine.

Your lungs are clear

as a bell, Stevie.

I think you'll live.

Doctor...

could you give me

something for the pain?

Eve...

go on outside and play.

What pain is that,

Stevie?

What was wrong

with that lady?

Mrs. Hobbs?

Some illnesses are hard

to put a finger on.

- Is she having a baby?

- No. Why do you ask?

Do you ever want other kids?

No, your mother and I are happy

with the three kids we've got.

No, I mean, other kids...

besides us.

Open your mouth

and say, "Aaah."

No, I don't see

anything in there

that would make you say

something so stupid.

I got to go to the hospital.

I have to take you home.

Oh no.

Please, Daddy.

Tell you what,

I'll race you.

- I'll give you a head-start.

- Okay. Bye!

(whistling)

We're supposed to be

cheering each other up.

I know.

I was just wondering

what happened with that woman.

I supposed he fixed it.

He knows how to fix things.

When I first met Louis,

I watched him set this boy's leg

who'd fallen out of a tree.

I said to myself,

"He's a man who can fix things.

He's a healer.

He'll take care of me."

So I leave my family...

and I move to the swamp...

and I find out

he's just a man.

We're two of a kind,

my brother and I.

One day,

he'll turn around...

and he will see you

for the first time.

And then he'll stop looking

for what he already has.

What if it's too late?

Let's eat pomegranates

till our hands turn red...

and all we can think about

is getting the juice off.

Mo, let's get

our fortunes drawn.

Not by her.

Come on, you said

you wanted to cheer me up.

She couldn't predict

heat in August.

Mozelle Batiste...

if I didn't know you better,

I'd say you have a case

of professional jealousy.

Roz, I am a psychic counselor.

Elzora is a sideshow

attraction.

Then there's nothing

to be afraid of.

Which one first?

My sister-in-law's

something of a skeptic.

But I'd very much like

my fortune drawn.

Sit down.

Empty it.

You're in pain,

my daughter.

Yes.

There is an end

to your problem...

though not

one you imagined.

Stay quiet...

and wait.

Wait?

Sometimes a soldier falls

on his own sword.

In three years time,

you will be happy again.

Three years?

Look to your children.

Dollar.

That's it?

Just wait three years

and everything will be fine?

Look to your children.

Thank you.

I feel most enlightened.

Good afternoon.

- You were right. Come on.

- Wait.

Some things are

better left unsaid.

I paid you a dollar,

old woman.

No, tell my fortune.

I don't need no cat bones

to tell your fortune.

You are a curse!

A black widow.

Next man who marries you

is a dead man.

Like the others.

Always be that way.

Sale menteuse!

You're an old lying witch!

Wait a minute.

For heaven's sake,

what did she say?

It's all right, it's just...

I need...

Come on, let's not be

in the street.

Mo.

It's dead.

Are you sure?

It's not moving, is it?

Maybe it's just sick.

It's dead,

you little chicken.

(both scream)

Oh, Cisely,

thank Heavens.

Where are Eve and Poe?

- Mom, I don't know.

- (distant screaming)

Oh, Lord.

Are you all right?

Just go. Don't ask me.

Just go.

You're going to lock

these kids up in the house

for the summer 'cause of what

that fortune teller told you?

She kept saying,

"Look to your children."

And no sooner do we leave,

that Mozelle has this vision

- of a child getting hit.

- (laughs)

Roz, I love my sister,

but she's not unfamiliar

- with mental hospitals.

- Not in front of the children.

- They know.

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