Ritual Page #3

- Can you drive?

- Yeah, mon.

I am fine.

Actually, very fine.

Wait, wait, wait, back up.

What?... There's a man in that tree.

It's a ceremony,

like communing with nature.

It's like getting your head

to stop thinking so much...

...so he can see more clear.

Lord, it hot, eh?

J.B., what's wrong?

J. B! J. B!

J. B!

What the hell's wrong with you?

Oh, my God!

What the hell's wrong with you?

Oh, you gotta stop smoking that stuff.

Move over, I'm driving.

J.B., these people

need a doctor.

So if your father would like,

I could come up here.

...two or three times a week.

What ya talk 'bout? He is a doctor.

Why you think people come to see him?

- I didn't mean...

- He's healed many people.

Just wait over here

by the worship house.

- Where?

- Here.

What's wrong with this guy?

His relatives think an obeah

priest blow dust poison pon him...

...make him a zombie.

Why the shackles?

So him don't go to work

for the obeah priest. Soon come.

Oh...

OK.

- Hi.

- Rispeck.

- Thank you for taking the time...

- Two minutes. I got people waiting.

I understand.

I wanted to ask your advice.

I have a patient who thinks

someone's made him a zombie.

- Wesley?

- Yes.

There is nothing I can do to help him.

The obeah man doing it to him

is bigger than me.

Bigger than you?

Can you please put me in touch

with this bigger man?

No.

Is he trying to harm Wesley?

Look... Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

No, no, no, no!

What's wrong?

Jesus, his heart is racing.

Is he epileptic? Does he need medicine?

Medicines won't do no good.

Papa, OK? OK?

F***.

Look at ya!

- Oh, my God!

- Is it OK?

I really love...

Big mistake lending you that dress.

Now everybody will be

lookin' at you and not at me.

Look at you!

- Come on, tell the truth, you exercise.

- What?

- Well, I run, yeah.

- Really?

You can come with me sometime.

Oh, God. No, girl.

I don't have any sneakers.

Come on, I'll introduce you.

- That's Jackson.

- Hi.

- That's a big guy.

- Not so big.

This is Matthew Hope...

...the smartest, nicest

and craziest man in all of Jamaica.

This is Wesley's new doctor,

Alice Dodgson.

Nice to meet you.

Nobody looked like you when I went

to medical school, in the Middle Ages.

- So, you're a doctor?

- Was.

I mostly do veterinary work now

and odd bits of research.

What do you research?

- He's a big pumpum researcher.

- What's pumpum?

- You're such a bad girl.

- Thank you.

- What's pumpum?

- Come on.

What? Why is everyone laughing?

What's pumpum?

Pumpum. Now this is a question

that deserves an answer.

No, no, no, hold on a second.

Very interesting...

What is pumpum?

- Oh, you're kidding. You're kidding!

- No!

I don't get much opportunity

for shop talk.

Spider to obeah

is as a snake is to voodoo.

- Why a spider?

- It's the wisest of all creatures.

No direct conflict with the prey,

just lays traps, waits.

...and then boom!

I'm surprised you'd be interested in it.

My interest is purely professional.

I have a patient interested in it.

Poor Wesley.

Is he expected?

Well, Paul was hoping,

but it's tough on both these boys.

First the mother tragedy,

then Wesley so sick.

You know, I have this

fabulous property in Negril.

- Thank you.

- What happened to the mother?

Murdered 20 years ago. Horrible thing.

Caro's mother also,

same way, a month earlier.

- How?

- Little chop-chop.

Machete action.

Wesley.

Wesley.

Wes.

Wesley, you look so much better.

Thank you.

Come on,

your seat's all ready for you.

Oh, that's great...

...but maybe I should sit

next to the doctor...

...just... Just in case I need

some sudden medical attention.

As you wish.

Oh, Wesley.

It's so wonderful to see you

back at the dinner table again.

I missed your cooking.

Sit down, sit down.

So sick of that crap

those doctors made me eat.

The smell makes me feel better already.

So, Polidori, how do you like Jamaica?

I like Jamaica very much, Your Lordship.

Every day I learn something new.

What did you learn today, Polidori?

Today I learned what pumpum is.

A napkin, Your Lordship?

Goodness!

Oh, yay!

Whatever you're doing for him,

it's working.

I haven't seen him

like this in over a year.

It's not me. I haven't

done anything yet, but I will.

Come on, Wesley!

Oh, man!

- Does anybody want to dance with me?

- Yes, Caro...

Whoo!

- Yeah, baby!

- Come on, baby.

Here we go now. Come on now.

Once the estate sells...

...the brown b*tch will be hocking her

wares on the street where she belongs.

I love it!

Don't you find her repulsive?

Actually, no.

I think she's a great girl.

Did you just say Paul

is selling the estate?

Yeah, baby!

Get your hands off of my girl.

Cut it out.

- What?...

- Come here.

- Take it easy, man!

- Let him go!

- I'm just dancing with her.

- Hold on, brother.

Don't you have any shame?

Thank you for coming.

It's good to see you.

- Good night, Paul.

- Good night.

- No, no, I am not...

- Stop it!

I want you to go right to bed.

Yours or mine?

Loosen up, for once.

I'm serious.

I want you to go straight to bed.

Your doctor is dead set

on getting you better.

You know, there are all kinds

of ways of getting better.

I think doctors need to be open

to all kinds of treatments.

So should patients.

Go to sleep.

Good night.

I cannot believe you were

prancing around with that native slut.

Do you know how revolting you looked?

I don't know why Paul even

allows her to live on the estate.

Maybe he's doing her too.

I wouldn't be surprised.

I heard the guy fathered a child

with one of his servant girls.

It's just disgusting.

Don't you dare raise the volume

on me! You're being so rude!

What the hell was that?

Great. Let me check.

Beautiful.

It's a flat tire.

Pop the trunk.

Is this gonna take long?

It's a little creepy out here.

Scott?

Scott?

Scott? I want to go home.

Wesley! Open up!

Alice.

Alice.

Wesley, are you in there?

Wesley?

Let me help you.

Aah! Aah!

Wait.

I only wanted to talk to you

without them knowin'.

Them? Who is them, J. B?

- The bigger man?

- If I tell you, I dead.

Please, for your own sake,

just leave the place tonight.

Just run. They are more powerful

than anything, anyone.

They make you sick physically.

When you catch fever,

and your resistance is gone...

...they get inside your mind, your brain.

You get these visions,

they're scary, very real.

Now they give me the same

bumbarass pussyclot sickness.

J.B., I am not big

on running away from anything.

I will go with this

until I figure it out, OK?...

J.B.

J. B?

Caro, are you asleep?

Comin', comin'.

Aay.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I just wanted to thank you

for lending me the dress and shoes.

- What are those for?

- Well, they...

I thought maybe

you'd want to go running, but...

- I see you're busy.

- Busy?

Men. No stamina.

We grew up together,

Paul, Wesley, J.B. And me.

Violette used to take us up to Julian's,

J.B.'s father, on Sundays.

- I heard about your mother...

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