Saturday Church
- Year:
- 2017
- 82 min
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God is our refuge and strength,
and ever-present help
in troubles.
Therefore, we will not fear,
though the earth gives way,
and the mountains fall
into the heart of the sea.
Though its waters roar and foam,
and the mountains quake
with its surging.
Good morning, baby.
Morning.
Your Aunt Rose
and I were just talking.
a little bit more time...
here soon, so...
I'd watch out for his family.
I'll be here when you
return from school,
and help with your
homework and dinner.
I'm gonna have
to start working nights.
So you and Abe are gonna be
on your own for a little bit,
before I get back home.
Only until we get
everything sorted, okay?
Oh, my god.
Speaking of ladies.
Did you shave your
legs last night?
Tell me you didn't.
How long do you think
Mom's workin' at night for?
I don't know.
When Dia's mother died,
they had to move out
of their apartment.
He's sleeping
at his grandma's now.
We'll be fine, I promise.
You, uh, got a lot
of homework tonight?
Some.
We should do it
when we get home.
I don't need your help.
How are my boys?
Hi, guys.
Hey, Rose.
- Got time for a bite?
- Hey.
Uh, yes, just let me
change really quickly,
and then I wanna hear
about everyone's day, okay?
Ulysses, help set the table.
I'm in the middle of a problem.
Can't Abe?
This looks wonderful.
Thank you.
What time do you
have to get back?
Uh...
In 20 minutes.
- Yeah.
How are you, baby?
My teacher said we're going
to go to a museum next week.
I need to have my
permission slip signed.
I'll sign it after dinner.
Thanks, Rose.
What about you, Ulysses,
any fun field trips coming up?
No.
You learn anything
interesting at school today?
Not really.
The souls of the just,
are in the hands of God,
and no torment shall touch them.
And their passing away
was thought an affliction,
from us, utter destruction.
But, they are in peace.
For if before people
indeed they be punished,
yet is their hope
full of immortality.
Chastised a little,
they shall be greatly blessed,
'cause God tried them
and found them
worthy of Himself.
As gold in the furnace,
he proved them,
and as sacrificial offerings,
he took them to himself.
At the time of their visitation,
they shall shine...
trust in God
shall understand truth,
and the faithful shall
abide with him in love,
because grace and mercy
are His holy words.
I'll be back after Bible study.
Stop by the store, pick up
I'll see you boys in a bit.
Ulysses, have you seen...
Abe?
I don't know
why you're freaking out.
Mom and Dad told you
not to wear Mom's clothes.
Well, Dad's not here.
- It's not that big a deal.
- Yes, it is!
Aunt Rose thinks
you have problems.
F*** Aunt Rose.
I'm gonna tell her
that you said that.
I told you I was
just messing around.
I won't do it again.
Little fairy.
You're gonna see me
You're gonna know me
You're gonna see me
You're gonna love me
Darling,
I'm not the one to watch
Darling,
I'm not the one to watch
Here you go, sweetness.
Where the hell have you been?
I was out.
Mm.
How old
is your brother?
- Eight.
- Eight.
Do you think it's smart
to let a boy that age
walk home by himself
in a neighborhood like this?
I waited for him outside school,
but...
he, uh...
What was that?
He left, ma'am.
Eight-year-old boys
bossing you around...
walking around
in your mother's shoes.
Whatever your mother lets
you get away with, it's over.
Do you understand me?
Yes.
If I ever hear of your
brother walking home alone,
or if I ever hear of your even
looking at women's clothing,
I will beat it out of you.
You are...
a man.
Start acting like one.
Now get out of my face.
If you wanna be a woman,
where's your hair, baby?
In my scalp, boo.
What about you?
This belongs to an animal,
what's going on?
F*** you, b*tch.
This ain't no mother f***ing
horsehair.
This some Indian sh*t.
I ain't sucking dick to be
wearing no raggedy ass
- horse hair.
- Neigh for me, b*tch.
Imma slap that
ugly-ass mug of yours,
- if you keep runnin' that mouth.
- Alright!
Alright, everybody,
calm down, just relax.
Motherfuckin' horsehair, my ass.
What the f*** are
you lookin' at?
Heaven!
Calm the f*** down.
I'm sorry about her.
I didn't mean to stare.
It's fine, she's just sensitive.
I'm Ebony.
Ulysses.
Greek myth?
My dad liked him.
New, I take it.
I know all the new faces.
So, what do you
think of the pier?
- It's nice.
- Nice?
Honey, you got a whole
bunch of cracked-out
queens in this place.
Ma, can we get somethin' to eat?
Uh...
Do you wanna come with?
Oh, um, I shouldn't.
I have, like, things.
Oh baby,
I'm not looking for your ass.
Um...
- Where are you going?
- Saturday Church.
- Where is that?
- It's up the street a bit.
- At a church?
- So many questions, yes.
Ulysses, this is Dijon,
and that is Raymond.
And you already met Heaven.
What kind of name
is Ulysses?
Dijon, you hear this kid's name?
Yes.
I like it.
Whatever.
Are you ready to eat?
I'm starvin'.
You coming?
- Uh, yeah. Sure.
- Good.
'cause I don't want no b*tch-ass
gettin' to the food
before we do.
Girl, he gave me
almost a 1000 dollars.
- Hey, Marshall.
- Hey, good evening, ladies.
What's up, Marshall, why you
haven't called me yet, babe?
I'm still waiting.
Hello, beautiful ladies,
are you having a nice evening?
- It's going alright.
- Good.
Hey, Ma, what's
on the menu for tonight?
Oh, tonight we've got
chicken, carrots and fries.
Chick... Did you say chicken?
Didn't we have
chicken last week?
No, baby, we had meatloaf
last week.
Oh, sh*t.
And that sh*t was
bangin' though.
My bad.
- We have someone new?
- Yeah, but he's with me.
No, Miss Ebony,
you know the rules.
- Are you helpin' out tonight?
- Yes, ma'am.
Bless your heart, Miss Bev
is gonna need some help
setting up the tables
before dinner, okay?
- Okay.
- Good.
Ulysses, let me
know when you're done.
Hi, hon. I'm Joan.
- Ulysses.
- Ulysses, welcome.
We're gonna need you
to fill out some paperwork
before you can come in, okay?
Oh honey, it's completely
anonymous, I promise.
Alright.
Hon...
God damn!
Love that!
Boy, give me your cookies then.
Please.
Ulysses.
Did you get in okay?
Yeah, I'm good.
Smoking blunts with my c*nts
You all in the club like
You wanna join them?
Nah, I'm okay.
So, I'm thinking that
It's time for growth.
Girl listen, I wanna give you
Manhattan business woman,
1980s, the whole nine.
I want shoulder pads,
I want a pencil skirt.
No, no, no, that's too much.
That's gonna be tired,
don't do it.
Wow!
Don't step on my creativity.
You're fierce.
What do you think, babe?
Do you like that look?
Very sensible, but like,
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