My Father, Die Page #3
Oh, I got them jammed under the
hydraulic system on the lift.
You know my dumb ass.
I drink too much,
smoke too much.
What's going on, buddy.
What you looking for?
Really, what happened to you?
I need the keys to the safe.
Oh, it's a combination now.
6-6-6.
Had it made custom.
What you needing?
What's going on, Ivan?
What happened to my room?
I just moved my stuff
in after the first year.
Sh*t, I didn't know.
You weren't supposed
to be coming back.
I can move all my sh*t out.
I can do that right now, Ivan.
Ain't no big deal.
Sh*t man, I'll do
that right now.
Get that sh*t out there.
Come here.
How long we've been friends now?
I don't know.
30 years maybe.
I'm sorry about your
old lady, by the way.
Thank you.
You get the flowers?
I did.
Thank you.
You know, tank, I know the
f***er who f***ed up your feet
is the same f***er
who tangled with me.
No, I'm not mad at you.
But I need the name.
I want to go kill
this mother f***er.
You know better than that.
I didn't say anything.
I'd never say nothing
about sh*t to nobody.
I swear.
You know me better than that.
We got code.
I didn't say sh*t.
I swear to god.
I swear.
I swear.
I know you told him where
I was, and that's ok.
Am I right?
I'm sorry, brother.
I'm sorry.
I'm f***ing sorry.
He shot my f***ing toes off.
He was going to shoot
me in the balls.
It's ok.
It's ok.
It's not your fault, my brother.
The motherf***er made you
a cripple, but like I said,
I need a name.
And no one came into that
room or left that room
except this young couple.
Am I right?
There was this guy
who was in and out.
Forgot something also.
What did he look like?
He had a fuzzy-looking
animal hat and glasses.
Did he say anything?
Detective.
Yeah.
The plate is getting
back on the truck.
It's officer Lawny.
We need to run an
APB on that truck.
Actually, sir, we found it.
You said he forgot something.
What did he forget?
Forgot this.
Ok.
Now it's time for
you to go to bed.
Why can't Asher hear?
Cause he was in an
accident when we were kids.
How do you know
the secret language?
Because my daddy
was death too, baby.
I think it would be better for
him if he stayed here with us.
Do you?
Ah-huh.
And why is that?
Because I think he needs
people who care about him.
How did you get so smart?
I love you.
I love you too.
Ok.
You go to bed.
Don't get up.
We're going to church tomorrow.
Would you like to join us?
We go every Sunday.
You don't have to come.
I just thought you might
want to hang out with us.
Well, you can't come
looking like that.
some of his father's clothes.
They should fit.
Tell me about Rawlings.
He killed his son
in a drunken rage.
Made the other one death
beating him in the head.
This is a pre-historic
mother f***er.
And the lord has a plan for you
too, but you gotta ask.
In Jesus' name, amen.
Now who here today needs
to be touched by the spirit?
Needs to be touched by
the hand of?
Needs to be saved?
What did you do?
You f***ing.
What happened to
my beauty queen?
Just let yourself
go, huh, boo-boo?
By
The law of our heavenly father.
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
Preacher Michael come on up.
Come up, sir and be saved.
Preacher Michael be saved.
Is it your legs, son?
It is, preacher.
Do you have faith in the
temple and in the all mighty?
Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
I do.
Yes, sir.
Brother Steve, would
you give us a hand?
And by the power
invested in me, I
command the sickness out and
put in the hands of our lord.
Amen amen.
Oh, hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Oh, hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Let the sick and
suffering perish the way
the world does today.
It's sick and backwards.
We cannot let the
wicked run free.
Because it was our father
who said all men.
Well, ain't that some sh*t.
Plucked the worlds clean.
And only those who
repent are free.
Lord.
My little brother,
wherever I go, you go.
And
only those who repent are free.
And that's
when I heard my god speak
to me, and he said,
you've got to help
your daddy shine before
you can shine for yourself.
God's got a plan.
I'm just saying with
everything that's happened,
I don't think it's a good idea
for you to be seen with him.
He is a Rawlings after all.
So what should I have done,
left him on my porch to die?
It doesn't seem very Christian.
Oh, no.
No.
Heavens no.
And don't be putting
words in my mouth,
and don't be thinking
I'm not proud of you
for helping him out now.
But you've done your part.
It's up to him now.
He's got no reason to
be sticking around.
I told him that.
I just feel guilty.
You're an independent
woman, Nana, raised
a smart, healthy, young boy.
You don't need to be
raising a man child.
Like proverb says, not my
circus, not my monkeys.
Yeah.
I guess you're right.
He's leaving tomorrow anyway.
I told him my mother
was coming to stay.
White lie never hurt anybody.
Just let me know if you
need anything, all right?
Ok.
I will, preacher.
All right.
Bye, Lori.
Bye, chess.
Say good-bye, chess.
Bye, chess.
Come here.
Time for bed, Chessy.
Come by here, my
lord, come by here.
Come by here, my
lord, come by here.
Somebody is praying, my lord.
Come by here.
Oh, lord, come by here.
Come by here, my
lord, come by here.
All right, everybody, sit
down, relax, and be quiet.
It is time for my sermon,
"a walk through the fire."
I walk through the flames.
I'm sorry, sir,
but services don't
start until tomorrow morning.
Where's the deaf
guy and the n*gger?
Excuse me?
Ah!
Now, you take me
to the preacher.
You like that?
I know how you like it.
I know how you like
it, mother f***er.
Let me see you.
Goddamn it, Lori,
get the f*** out!
You stupid f***.
I'm sorry, preacher Michael.
I'm sorry.
I knew you doing
your sermon again.
I'm sorry.
You're really good, Asher.
Watch the bad guy.
Could we get an ice cream?
My favorite is vanilla.
I also like strawberry.
What's yours?
Vanilla?
What's your second?
Vanilla?
Mine too.
Keep your arm up.
Keep your arm up.
Thank you.
He was a monster.
The lord is my
life and salvation.
I need to know...
which I fear.
Arm up.
About the monster.
Who lit the fire, Lori?
One-eyed gator?
Are we talking about a
one-eyed alligator here?
A one-eyed alligator
lit the fire.
Is that what you're saying?
Did the one-eyed gator want
to hurt pastor Michael?
He wanted his son.
The one-eyed gator wanted
pastor Michael's son.
Hand up.
No.
He want to kill his own son.
The man with the pretty
girl and the little boy.
His son.
The lowly, the path
with the light.
Through the dark.
Two.
Two.
You gotta want it.
You gotta see it.
Where is he?
He left.
He went north, said he was
going to a friend's house.
I swear to god he
left a day ago.
I'm sure if you
could just go out...
Oh.
Ah!
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, you, you mother f***er.
No!
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