Henry Poole Is Here Page #2

Henry Poole.

Mr. Poole, I apologize.

So...

you do see it?

Well, I can see how it could

be interpreted as a face.

- Oh my God.

- That's quite clear.

But the face of Christ?

I'm not so sure that

we can make that leap.

Thank you.

Thanks.

You see?

You understand?

And like I was saying,

I'd like you to both leave.

I'm kinda busy in there.

No no no no no.

Look. Look.

You can see...

the eyes here

and the beard here.

And the holy shoulder.

Everything. Everything, Padrecito.

Everything.

I can see how

it could be that.

These types of things should

not be easily discounted,

but we do have to take

these things at face value,

no pun intended.

Look, the face value of this

is that it's a water stain.

Right?

- Right?

- You're probably right, Mr. Poole.

Yeah. Yeah.

And by no means does

the church condone

any kind of frivolous

claims of this nature, but...

But nothing.

Look,

the game's over, okay?

That's not the face of Christ

and I want to be

left alone!

You're right.

You're right, Mr. Poole.

We've imposed enough.

Esperanza, let's go.

No no, espere un minuto, si?

Mr. Poole,

you can't ignore this, please.

- Es que espere, mejor... mejor, si.

- Esperanza...

- vamonos.

- Por favor, espere un minuto.

Mr. Poole,

don't you believe in God?

Please! Please.

(whispering)

Es que... es el rostro

de Dios.

Sus ojos.

(Esperanza continues)

Excuse me.

No, wait...

(pushes button)

Father Salizar's voice:

These types of things

should not be

easily discounted,

but we do have to take

these things at face value,

no pun intended.

Henry's voice:

Yeah, well, I agree...

(tape rewinding)

Woman's voice:

Please...

(woman sobbing)

It's gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

(knocking)

Woman:

Hello?

Hi. I'm Henry.

I live next door.

Oh, yeah.

I saw you move in.

I'm Dawn.

- Hi.

- Hi. Nice to meet you.

Anyway, your daughter,

I guess,

she dropped this

in my backyard.

Oh, God, I'm...

I'm so sorry.

I keep telling her to stay

out of other people's yards.

No, it's not a problem.

She was just walking around back there.

Did she tape you?

Um...

I don't know.

'Cause she does that

sometimes.

She tapes people.

Why does she do that?

Uh...

I don't know.

Um, well, I've got to go.

But thank you so much

for bringing this

back to Millie and...

I'll make sure that she

stays out of your yard.

You having

another party?

Sorry?

Well, I've seen you in here a couple

of times buying the same stuff.

I thought maybe... Uh...

That'll be $155.82.

I thought maybe you might

be throwing some parties.

No parties.

Well, that doesn't look like

a very healthy diet.

Just kind of a phase.

Andales. Andales.

Hurry hurry.

Go go go with me.

Hurry, girl! Hurry.

Hurry, Margie.

Oh my God, oh my God,

oh my God, oh my God.

- Hey!

- Oh my God, oh my God.

Run run run run!

(Esperanza shouting)

I see you.

Hey! Hey!

Holy shoulder!

Hey.

Are these yours?

There you go.

You can have those back.

Let me ask you

a question.

Does that look like a church back there?

'Cause it's not.

It's my house.

It's private property.

And I don't want you four

wandering around back there

when I'm not home

with a bunch of candles

doing whatever it is

that those things do. Okay?

And you're gonna put

paint on my wall?

All right?

That's vandalism.

- Got it?

- Please. Please, Mr. Poole.

Calm. We didn't paint

anything on your wall.

- Really?

- Really.

- No, nothing?

- No no no...

Okay, so what's that?

Wanna tell me

what that is?

Oh my God.

That's not paint,

Mr. Poole.

And we did not

put it there.

So what is it?

It's blood.

- Oh...

- It's the holy blood.

- Blood?

- Yes.

Okay.

- Oh my God.

- Let me tell you something.

All three of you are

old enough to know better

and I'm especially

disappointed in you.

Sick of it.

Please just leave me alone,

all right?

Blood.

(rock music playing)

# Whoo hoo #

# Whoo hoo #

# Whoo hoo #

# Whoo hoo #

# I got my head checked #

# By a jumbo jet #

# It wasn't easy #

# But nothing is #

# No #

# Whoo hoo #

# When I feel heavy metal #

# Whoo hoo #

# And I'm pins

and I'm needles #

# Whoo hoo #

# Well, I lie

and I'm easy #

# All of the time but

I'm never sure #

# When I need you #

# Pleased to meet you #

# Oh, yeah. #

Thank you.

(humming)

Ooh! Oops.

- "Oops?"

- Sorry.

Oh, I missed.

You... you missed?

Eh, let me just

try again.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Damn it. Jesus.

Sorry.

- Oh, damn.

- Eh!

- (sighs)

- You know, seriously,

do you want to go

practice and come back?

Maybe warm up on, like, an orange?

What's the story?

You know, at this point, I'm just like,

"A razor blade and a coffee cup,

I'll do it myself."

You know what I mean?

One more time.

It's just...

this is the one.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

Okay, just relax.

Okay?

I feel it.

Okay.

- Ah, got it.

- Got it?

- Mm-hmm.

- Good.

Ouch! How many times

did she hit you?

Uh, three or four.

I actually kinda lost track.

Three or four, huh?

She's getting better.

She got some practice.

Let me just run through

a couple of standard Q and A.

- You sleeping okay?

- I could use a little more, yeah.

Diet good?

I eat, yeah.

Exercise?

Uh, you know,

here and there.

So no?

- Well...

- Other than that, Mr. Poole,

you're doing fine.

I'd probably try

a little more exercise.

Maybe some yoga?

Or Pilates?

I'll call you in a few days when

your blood and urine come back.

I can help you

over here.

Hope you're not using

that as a mixer.

- Huh?

- 'Cause you're not getting vodka.

Oh, yeah.

Did you know that in 1985,

Gorbachev, right after he became

the party's general secretary,

tried to eradicate

vodka in Russia?

The people wouldn't

have it, though.

Isn't that weird?

I mean...

something like 30,000

Russians die a year

from alcohol poisoning,

but the people,

they want what

they want.

Yeah.

What's wrong with you?

Hmm?

Well, I don't mean

to be rude.

It's just that...

something is clearly

wrong with you.

I don't know if you're sad

or angry or both,

but you're not normal.

I thought maybe you might

want to talk about it.

You want me to tell you

why I'm sad and angry

while you're ringing up

my bottles of bleach?

So it is both...

sad and angry.

- I didn't say that.

- Yes, you did.

- No, I didn't.

- Yes, you did.

I was indulging you.

Okay? I was being polite.

Okay, indulge me

some more.

- Tell me what's wrong.

- Why don't you just ring my stuff up,

all right? Jesus.

I mean, I appreciate

your concern,

but I'd just like to

get out of here.

- All right?

- Okay.

I'm sorry I asked.

Don't be.

It's okay to be sad,

you know.

I mean, I've been

really sad before.

Sometimes...

you have to be sad to remind

yourself that you're alive.

Better than feeling

nothing, right?

It's not coming off, huh?

No.

No, it isn't.

I, uh, think I might have

even made it worse.

You, uh, you got

any suggestions?

Um, no.

But if it's what

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