Ganja & Hess

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'One, one, one...

Two, two, two... three, three...'

II know it was some blood

Jesus! Jesus!

Yeah, yeah... It's all right.

It's all right.

I tell you something, you know...

- Jesus is here today.

- Yeah!

If you don't feel it, you ain't got

no business being here!

- Am I right? Right on?

- Amen!

you see,

I've been a Minister for a long time.

'I like it.

'And I've been at this church for...

I mean, this church is very good.

'In fact, the people are very warm to me

and they love me.

'They love me very much,

which is very good.

'Because that pulls something out of me,

it's what is giving them something.

I wanna get a little higher note.

I wanna go up there!

'My official title is

Reverend Luther Williams.

'I also work as a chauffeur

and a stableman

'part-time to help support my family.

'I work for Dr Hess Green.

'And he's an addict.

'He's not a criminal. He's a victim.'

'He's addicted to blood.

Why don't you park it over there?

- Dr Green, I'm Jack Sargent.

- Good to meet you, Mr Sargent.

Come this way.

'And Jesus said unto them,

"'Who so eateth my flesh

and drinketh my blood,

"'hath eternal life.

"'And I will raise him

up at the last clay.

"'For my flesh is meat indeed,

"'and my blood is drink indeed.

"'He that eateth my flesh

and drinketh my blood

"'dwelleth in me and I in them"'

'Dr Green, I want you to meet

your new assistant, Mr George Meda.'

'Dr Green, I know these things

are better left unsaid,

'but, er... I just want you to know that

I'm very proud to be employed by you.'

It's not a city I know well,

but I've always loved that music.

Well, it's pretty silly, but as long

as you're out here on the outskirts,

the museum is just fantastic.

Some of these terracotta pieces,

they're really nice.

This is us.

Would you take Mr Meda's things

to the south bedroom, please?

Very good, sir.

How do you do, sir?

Which would you prefer by the way,

Meda or George?

I thought I heard

Mr Woods call you Meda.

- I hate George.

- It's Meda, then. See you inside.

Luther, what's wrong with this?

It seems to be discoloring.

Most likely it's the heat.

I really have to tell you this story

about this very good friend of mine.

Thank you. That was a very

delicious meal, I liked it very much.

Thank you very much.

What was I saying?

I was gonna tell you this story...

This friend of mine's a director,

you know, and we were in...

My god!

Fantastic! That's so fantastic.

I really appreciate this so much.

It's really...

That is my first good meal in clays,

you know?

- I've been... out a lot.

- I'm glad you enjoyed it, Mr Meda.

Anyway, I was saying about this friend

who was directing a picture in Holland,

and the thing you've got to know

about this story

is that in Dutch,

"Cut" means "c*nt".

Thank you very much.

Very sweet of you.

He was directing this scene and there

was a lot of people on the street...

Suddenly he yells, "C*nt... Cut!"

And all these people get

very upset at him,

and they start throwing things at him

because he did a dirty word.

Anyway, the guy who's supposed to be

the interpreter is in the hotel room,

he was racked out because he was

at a party the night before.

I know cos I was there,

and it was really fantastic.

Anyway...

My god. I don't believe it.

This is really terrific.

You don't know

how much I appreciate this.

It's been a long time

since I had a good meal.

Er... anyway... the interpreter

comes downstairs, right?

And he tells them that

you can't say "cut" in Holland,

because you'll get

into a lot of trouble.

So we go back to the end of the scene,

and the guy yells, "C*nt!"

Dig it? You understand what I mean?

It's a very fantastic thing,

I thought that was terrific.

I mean, it's a fantastic thing,

what he did.

Yes.

Anyway, I don't know, if I...

If I really believed in a desire...

...I don't think it would frighten me

so much, do you understand that?

I think I know what you're saying.

The idea of desire is

very much a part of our culture.

After all, the Myrthians thought they had

a desire for blood, not a need for it.

But it was a need.

Good grief.

I think what we're talking about...

is hunger.

Do you know what hunger is?

I don't know what hunger is.

I sit and I eat,

but I don't know what hunger is.

Dr Green... I'm Jack Sargent.

Good to see you. Come this way...

I'm Jack Sargent. Good to see you.

Meda?

Medal

I'm drunk, OK?

Not drunk enough to

jump out of that tree.

Look, will you do me a favor?

Don't try to impress me, all right?

- All right.

- OK.

Is there anything I can do?

Yes, there is something you can do.

Don't bullshit me.

All right.

Would you do me a favor

and hand me my drink down there?

- Where is it?

- No, over there, right at your feet.

Right down there, OK?

There.

Thank you.

What are you doing?

What are you...?

You put something in my drink.

You put something

in my goddamn drink, I saw you!

What's in the drink?

I removed a few dead ants.

That all right?

I'm neurotic, OK?

What does that mean,

"I'm neurotic"?

Actually it means that

this hasn't got anything to do with you.

OK? May I have it? I need it.

- It has nothing to do with me?

- No.

Except it is my tree and my rope.

You see, that would give the authorities

the right to invade my privacy

with all sorts of

embarrassing questions.

Dr Green, actually I thought

I'd throw myself in one of your lakes.

But I have an absolute

horror of drowning.

Then your horrors outweigh your manners.

I tried not to involve you.

Mr Meda... there's no possible way

for you to know this,

but I'm the only colored on the block.

And if another black man

washes ashore around here,

you can believe the authorities

would drag me out for questioning.

Will you please come out of that tree?

I got into this very heavy idea

about suicide.

And I tried it once before,

this was a long time ago.

I was actually sitting on the floor

of the kitchen where I was living.

This was in New York.

And, er... I really had this idea...

It was a very schizophrenic idea,

because I was, you know...

...that...

...I was a victim on one hand,

and on the other hand,

I was, er... a murderer.

You understand? It was very complicated,

but that's what I was going through.

And it was like the murderer...

I can't start with the murderer,

I got to start with the victim.

The victim didn't want to die.

I didn't know why, everything was OK

but I didn't want to die.

And then the murderer, you know,

that's what...

And I was in the kitchen and I took

a knife and put it right to my neck.

I couldn't do anything.

I just couldn't do it.

It was like... What am I saying?

It was like... the murderer

let the victim cut.

It was like a cat-and-mouse game.

You understand that?

You know that feeling?

"To the black male children...

"Philosophy is a prison.

"It disregards the uncustomary things

about you.

"The result of individual thought

is applicable only to itself.

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