Machine Gun Preacher Page #7
there in Africa, and we support it.
But I'm telling you, we cannot
give you any more money.
- You hear what I'm saying? Look at this.
- Sam, you're completely leveraged.
- [SAM]:
See this?- Yes.
This girl watched her family being
killed and then they set her on fire.
This is not necessary.
No, no, no. John, just look at...
John. John, look at the picture.
- I do see it. I'm looking, Sam.
- Look at the picture.
Now, I ain't asking for money
for a hot tub or a vacation
- or something like that.
- Company policy says...
I'm asking for an extra vehicle so that
I can save some children, John, okay?
- Do you understand that?
- I do, but I'm telling you...
But nothing!
But nothing! Now, I need you to
get in your little book there
and do whatever it is you
gotta do to get me that car!
- Sam, you need to calm down.
- Don't tell me to calm down!
Mary Strauss and them's
having dinner at the Chimney.
- [LYNN]:
Who's her date?- Tony Wilkes.
I thought Tony Wilkes was going
with Patty Hobbes' daughter?
They broke up last month.
[TV ANNOUNCER]:
Sudanese opposition leader.
John Garang has been killed
in a helicopter crash.
That's according to a statement released
by the Sudanese government in Khartoum.
Garang was hailed as a
peacemaker in Sudan
and was instrumental in
ending the 21-year civil war
that has ravaged that country.
Dad.
Six of Garang's associates and seven
others also died in the crash
which is being blamed
on bad weather.
What do you think about us
getting a limo for next weekend?
Wouldn't be too expensive
since there'd be six of us.
What do you think?
Hello? Earth to Dad.
Honey. You okay?
Oh, heck, I'll
just take you all.
We ain't cramming in the
back of your Caprice.
Fit in there easy.
You're little.
We got dresses, Donnie.
We'll get all wrinkled.
Plus it smells in there.
Yeah, I'll squirt some
perfume You'll be all right.
Dad, what do you think?
Can we get a limo?
Dad, please, Patty and
them's getting one.
(KITCHEN APPLIANCE RUNNING)
We could probably get a deal
through one of Tom Hickey's boys.
Wouldn't cost too much
between six of them.
You ain't spending money
on no freaking limousine.
- But, Dad...
- What the hell did I just say?
Honey, we're just
talking about it.
Yeah, well there's too
much talk in this house.
I got mouths to feed.
You're talking about pissing
money away on a limo.
But it's my formal, Dad.
I don't give a sh*t what it is!
Okay? You ain't getting no limo.
(SOBBING)
You love them black babies
more than you love me!
Watch your mouth, little girl!
- Before I slap it...
- Hey, hey, hey.
- What the f*** are you doing?
- Take it easy, bro.
Don't tell me to take it easy
in my own f***ing house!
All right?
Now that ain't your wife.
And this ain't your family.
You ain't nothing but a stray
f***ing dog around here.
You don't mean that.
Like hell I don't.
Now get the f*** out of here.
Before I put your face
through that f***ing wall.
(BEER DRINKERS AND
HELL RAISERS PLAYING)
(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
You that preacher, ain't ya?
Yeah, you him.
I seen your face in the
papers a few years ago.
- Yeah.
- Told you this is the guy.
God damn, I knew it.
The papers were talking about you as some
kind of African Rambo or something, right?
If you don't mind, I'd just
like to sit here right now.
You still helping them
n*ggers over there'?
(SAM LAUGHS)
See, the way I figure it,
the reason you're so interested
in helping them porch monkeys
is probably 'cause you throwing it
in them n*gger b*tches, ain't ya?
you're gonna let me talk.
I've always believed in you.
Trusted you, trusted the Lord.
And do what I could so you
could follow your dream.
But I ain't willing to lose you
to what you're doing over there.
Ain't just gonna sit back and
watch you get swallowed up by it.
Now I know that you're all them kids got
over there, but you're all we got, too.
Paige needs her father.
Damn it, Sam, I need my husband.
(PHONE RINGING ON LINE)
(GROGGILY) Sh*t, man,
where the hell are you?
(ANSWERING MACHINE) This is Sam.
Leave a message.
(BEEPS)
It's Donnie, man.
Sh*t, I was hoping
you'd be there.
I wanna talk to you.
It's no big deal.
I was just thinking about...
when we were kids.
And in the summertime we'd go over
to that quarry near Montrose.
Remember that?
Yeah, we'd bring our ropes.
Or go swimming.
Climb around on the
walls all day.
I wish you was here
to pray with me.
(SIGHS)
A lot of youse want me to stand up
here and make some sense out of this.
Tell you there's some meaning.
You know, maybe there's a purpose
for what happened to Donnie.
That's why you came here today.
You want me to tell you that God
has His plan for all of us and...
when it's time to
call us on home...
He's just gonna do it.
That's what you want me to say.
But that's not what
I'm gonna tell you.
Mom, who are those men?
I don't know.
- [MAN 1]:
Hey, does this go?- [MAN 2]:
No, I don't think that goes.- Excuse me. What are you doing?
- Loading up.
Sam! What is going on?
What is...
- This is the last of the tools.
- Where they taking our stuff?
Ain't ours no more.
You best go through it and make sure they
ain't taking anything that belongs...
Hey, don't you touch that.
Baby, I know you're hurting.
I know you're angry, but we
need to talk about this.
It's all done.
So save your breath.
You sold the business?
You sold the business?
- I need a new truck for the orphanage.
- A new truck?
You sold the business for a new truck?
That was our future, Paige's future, Sam.
Everything that we have has
gone to those children.
There's a point, baby, where
there ain't no more to give.
What's the combination?
What's the combination?
Paige's birthday.
You don't know it, do you?
You don't remember your
own daughter's birthday.
You fight for everyone, but us.
That's all we got.
You can make it up
with the ministry.
What ministry, Sam?
They see how far gone you are,
they see what you've become.
You need to get quiet
with the Lord.
No, you know what?
I'm done with the Lord.
No, don't you say that.
Don't you turn your back on Him.
He turned His back on me.
Where is He, Lynn?
Where is the Lord now?
'Cause I don't see Him around here.
Did He save Donnie?
Did He save those kids?
(VOICE BREAKING)
Please don't leave.
(DOOR SLAMS)
Welcome back.
(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
(SILENCE)
Don't reverse. Don't reverse.
- They are going to kill us.
- No, they won't.
If you move, they're
gonna shoot.
Calm down, I'm going
to go talk to them.
It's okay, we're a relief convoy.
Relief convoy.
We've only got medical
supplies, we're non-military.
(GUN FIRING)
(GROANING)
(GUN FIRES)
The men no longer trust you
to lead them into battle.
They say you have a wish to die.
I'm worried about my friend.
I don't need your help.
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