Matthew 18 Page #7

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No. You gotta pay

for these drinks.

Let's show them how to do it.

Come on.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Tammy, I don't even want it.

Why don't you tell 'em

how we did it last night...

Or should I tell 'em?

Right, look at your hand.

You must be sober.

Looks like you gave it the clap,

Mr Wagonmaster.

Hey, whatever, you need to

get that mustache off your lip!

You guys miss me?

No. But rhythm did.

Look, whatever.

Girl, he was all over you.

Why didn't you let him

buy you a drink?

Live it up. It's Minnesota.

These things are all right.

Yeah, I know.

Not my type.

Must be holding up

for your man back home.

No.

What, you got a man?

Yes. I mean, no.

- Girl, you sound like me.

- No, I don't have man.

What?

- Sound like who?

- I'm kidding.

Nah. She's not kidding.

I saw it. I saw

how you were looking.

Forget it.

Baby, let's go do this.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go do this.

Let's go.

Yeah. No!

You guys really

sound cute together.

So you really want to?

You had me jealous

for a quick second.

Just a quick second.

Party at my house, y'all.

Tonight.

I'll tell you what.

I'll meet you all there.

I got something to do

real quick.

I'll meet y'all there.

Don't worry about it.

I got you. All right?

Don't worry about it?

- Right, let's go.

- Anyway...

Just a minute.

He's weakening.

I would notify his family.

He was fine an hour ago.

May I help you?

No. But I can help you.

How is that?

May I come in?

Why have you come?

How's your father?

He's fine. He's progressing.

How's old man Wilson?

Who?

Will you tell me

why you're here?

Sister...

God has endowed us with gifts.

Since I was a child,

I knew my gift.

Do you know yours?

I see

what others cannot see.

When we was in church

that Sunday,

I saw what others did not.

What did you see?

Sister...

Sitting on top of your head,

was the decapitated head

of a goat.

Somebody in your family

is about to be cut off.

Honey, I'm home.

This b*tch is a bit.

Oh, sh*t.

I'm gonna do that sh*t.

Damn, baby.

Yeah, yeah, sh*t.

Where you from?

What's happening?

Guess who got in?

I gotta bathe, girl.

Look what you've done to me!

Hello?

Michelle, baby, how you doing?

Hey, Mom!

I'm okay. I'm fine.

You said you were

gonna call me.

I know. I know.

Sorry, I was sleeping.

Are you sure

you're all right?

Yes. I'm fine, Mom.

Why?

Well, I had a strange dream

last night.

What did you dream about?

I dreamed that someone

was following you.

I couldn't tell whether

they were male or female.

But the were trying

to harm you, baby.

Mom...

Nobody's following me.

I promise you I'm fine.

Everything's fine, okay?

Well, I have some bad news.

I tried to call you earlier

but I couldn't get through.

Granddad is not doing well.

He's taken a turn

for the worst.

What you talking about?

Last time I went over there,

he was fine.

Baby, we have got to pray.

Okay, Mom. Calm down, okay.

I'm gonna call the hospital

and find out what's going on.

I don't know, Michelle.

I think you should come home.

I have a bad feeling

about this whole

Minneapolis situation.

Mom...

Everything's fine out here.

You don't have to worry.

I'm okay.

Okay?

Okay, baby.

Call me back. I love you.

I love you too. Bye.

Dear God,

I know I don't come

to you often,

I have to leave...

...leaving Granddad...

Please just don't take him.

Have you ever been sitting

somewhere, talking

and snap

you feel like you've been

at the exact same place

at the exact same time before.

That's a vision.

You're re-living a moment

in the past life.

Hey, Lifton.

Patching things up

with the wife?

Look, look, listen to me.

I don't know what the f***

is going on here

there's something going on

in this house.

This is not about my divorce.

I'm not freaking out.

I'm not having high anxiety.

This house is creepy.

That old b*tch is creepy.

I'm telling you...

you should follow suit.

- What you talking about?

- Listen to me.

- Follow suit.

- What you talking about?

There's something going on here

and I'm not waiting to find out.

Lifton. What are you

talking about?

You should follow suit.

- You're freaking me out.

- Because this is freaky.

Oh, my...

Do what I'm doing.

Lifton!

Michelle, what the hell

is going on?

What you talking about?

I just got off the phone

with Edward's mom.

She told me he just

got released from jail.

Said he got picked up

for indecent exposure.

Oh, sh*t. Sh*t!

And according to

the police report,

he was found three blocks

from your house.

Butt naked, asking some

woman for a ride.

So you don't know

what I'm talking about?

No.

Michelle, what the f*** are

his clothes doing here?

I don't know how his clothes...

You don't know how

his clothes got here?

- I was at your place, remember?

- But for how long, God dammit?

Are you serious?

Don't nobody want

your weak-ass man.

Weak-ass man.

Your weak-ass man.

Whatever problems you and him

are having,

are between you and him.

Apparently, whatever problems

we are having,

has got something

to do with you.

You know exactly what

I'm talking about. You know how

the f*** his clothes got here.

- Are you serious?

- Please stop playing with me.

How come every time

I come over here,

something's falling?

Shh.

Damn.

Tammy.

Tammy.

What the hell?

I can't calm down.

I can't calm down.

I just looked into

the eyes of death, Michelle.

You understand that? Death.

Tammy, ghosts don't smell, okay?

No, no, Michelle. Dead ones do.

Some weird sh*t is going on.

She looked really dead.

What if she is a ghost?

Oh, so now you're

a believer now?

How did you even manage

to get in there rent free?

It's Ms Hillshire.

Hillshire? She's the owner?

Who is she?

She's f***ing with me.

Because I'm not paying rent.

No, no, no, no.

We need to go to the cops.

That way we'll have

some type of protection.

And you can file some type

of charge against that b*tch.

Tammy, honestly,

what I just saw was crazy.

I don't know what to believe

right now but I know I need

some answers right now.

Julia.

She has some

medieval instructor like lady

that could help us out

with stuff like this.

Stuff? What stuff?

The ghost, Tammy. The ghost.

Let's go get Julia.

- Sh*t! And she tried to

kill you?

- Yes!

She probably would have

if we didn't get the hell

up out of there.

- Out of where?

- My house.

Your house?

How did she even get in?

I don't know. I don't know.

F***.

Wasn't the door locked

when we tried to leave?

Yeah, they were.

Did you lock it

when you came in?

No.

You remember that instructor

you were telling us about?

Yeah. Angelica Minerin.

We need to get to her asap.

Why? Shouldn't you guys

call the police or something?

I think that b*tch is a ghost.

Why?

Because she locked the doors

when we were trying to get out.

And?

From across the room, Julia.

Okay, calm down.

I'll get my coat. Let's go.

Thank you.

Miss Minerin.

Please call me Angelica.

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