Exhuming 'The Messengers' Page #3
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- 2007
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I can't do that.
Jess!
Let her go.
Maybe coming here was a mistake.
Don't second-guess yourself, Roy.
Why not? Everybody else around here does.
Don't attack me over this.
I should have sold.
- Damn it.
- What?
Right after we got here,
there was another offer on the place.
We would have made our money back,
plus another 15%.
And you didn't even mention this to me?
How could I?
You would have taken the offer on the spot.
So you make this decision
without even telling me?
I held this family together for two years
while you were looking for a job.
And then I come all the way out here
when you decided this was the answer.
And now we had another option
and you didn't even tell me about it?
You held this family together?
Is that why you and Jess can't even be in
the same room for more than five minutes?
No wonder the girl's a mess.
Damn, Denise. Denise, I'm sorry.
Damn it.
Damn.
Everything okay, Roy?
No matter what I do,
I can't keep this family together.
Hey. You all right?
Do you want a ride?
So where are we going?
Feed store.
Why?
Bobby, I'm gonna tell you something.
And I need you to believe me,
because nobody else does.
Okay.
I don't think the Rollins just up and left.
What are you talking about, Jess?
I think something really terrible
happened to them.
I think they're dead. I've seen them.
You've seen ghosts?
- Have you talked to your parents?
- I've tried but they won't listen to me.
Why?
Back in Chicago, I messed up.
Like, six months ago, my mom was picking
up my dad from the airport.
And his flight was late,
so she called to see if I could
pick up my little brother
from the babysitter's house.
And I should have told her
that I'd been drinking with my friends but...
I mean, it wasn't like
I was wasted or anything,
and I thought I was okay to drive.
But we got in a wreck,
and Ben had to go to the hospital.
And he hasn't talked since then.
I mean, they just haven't let it go yet.
Everybody makes mistakes, Jess.
Yeah.
Your sister's going to be okay.
Right, Benny?
Say, "Right, Mama. "
What are you pointing at, Ben?
What do you see?
What does it look like?
What the hell?
Okay, honey.
Lie down for your nap, sweetie.
You okay? All right.
The woman in this watch,
I remember seeing her here.
There!
That's her.
Oh, my God.
- What is it?
- I got to get home.
Ben, honey. We got to get out of here.
Honey, come on.
Mama will be right there.
Mama will be right there.
All right. Stay right there. All right, okay.
Mama will be right there.
You stay right there.
Oh, my God, John.
Where are you going?
Where are you going, Mary?
What?
What is this?
Are you leaving me?
- I don't...
- Shut up!
No, don't...
I've been working my ass off every day.
- It's never good enough for you, is it?
- Oh, God.
Did you really think
that I could ever let you leave me?
Michael.
Open this door! Open this door, Mary!
Mom?
Dad?
Mom?
Mom?
Ben?
Go!
Bobby, wait!
- What?
- My brother.
- He's not here. Let's go.
- Bobby, watch out!
Open the door!
Mom?
Mom.
Oh, Jess.
I know what you were seeing.
I've seen it, too.
I'm so sorry I didn't trust you.
Mom, I've got to find a way out of here.
- Okay?
- Okay.
Mary. Do you think
I would let you walk out on this family?
Open the door, Lindsay.
Open the door!
You're not leaving me.
Be quiet, sweetheart. Be quiet.
Bobby? Bobby!
Where are they, Bobby? Where are they?
Denise?
- Dad?
- Jess.
Dad!
You've been a bad girl, Lindsay.
No! Leave her alone!
Come here!
Why are you always trying to run away
from me, Lindsay?
What's the matter with you?
Don't you like your family?
My family is going to stick together!
We're not your family!
Mom?
Dad!
I got you.
Hold on!
Hey, honey, it's me.
It's gonna be all right.
Mrs. Solomon,
I have just a few more questions.
You're gonna be okay.
Excuse us, please.
Let's get him in.
Maybe now they can rest, Ben.
- Hey.
- Hey.
- You thirsty?
- Oh, yeah. Thanks.
So, how's it going?
Getting there.
What's up there, dude? What's in the sky?
- That. Birdie.
- What's that?
- Is that a cloud?
- Crow. That's a crow.
How about that?
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