The Masked Saint Page #5

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the dead, and Iceman

are tag teaming

against the Reaper!

I don't even know if this is legal,

but if the ref ain't stoppin' it,

they're gonna win the battle!

- Get him, boys!

- Hey! Hey!

- This could be it!

One, two, three!

It's over!

It's over! The Reaper

has been defeated

for the first time

in his career!

- Ladies and gentlemen,

you've just seen

The return

of the Saint!

- Christopher... Ha ha!

Welcome home!

- This is over, Nicky. You said

he'd never wrestle again.

- I lied.

Reaper's the hottest cod

I got in the WFW.

After you left, I couldn't get a

good guy good enough, you know?

A yin and a yang?

But you're back, now.

You're back and let me

tell you something: The fans

are gonna love it. Hm,

who's my guy, man?

- He's not back.

- Yeah, you are.

You just don't know it yet.

You and Ice going

in there, two on one;

It wasn't a tag team

match, it didn't count.

Now, pff...

if it was like...

one on one...

Reaper's got a bounty on him...

be worth twenty...

thousand... dollars.

You tell me you're not back.

- Uh, oh no...

- There you go, Miss Edna.

- Isn't it wonderful,

Nick gave us all

these posters and t-shirts?

- I'm glad you had fun.

- I did, I did...

The world can only be changed

by our actions.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Good night.

- Good night, Miss Edna.

Lord...

please help.

Amen.

- You gave me strength

Oh

When the river was too wide

Then the sky fell down

on my world

You gave me everything

that I needed

To turn my life around

- OK, baby!

- Bye.

- What the hell are you

doing, are you praying?!

You better be praying

'cause I told you:

Stop disrespecting me.

- Jojo, I just... AH!

- Look at me.

If you stop disobeying me,

everything will be OK,

you understand me, huh?!

- Everything doesn't seem OK to me.

- Who the hell are you supposed

to be, man? Macho Libre?!

Halloween was last month,

fool, keep walkin'.

- Leave her alone.

- Man, you don't know who I am

or what this is.

So I suggest that you walk

before I mess you up.

- I said...

to leave her alone.

- Aah!! Ugh!

- Miss, are you OK?

It's OK.

- I will be, thank you!

- You need to get off the streets, there's

a shelter down the way, I can take you...

- I know, I know

where it is, OK.

I was praying to God for help

and suddenly, you were there.

- You better go

before he wakes up.

- Thank you, you're a saint!

- No, miss, I'm just a man.

Wooh!

Yes! Yes!

Ooh!

OK, OK, OK.

- so I went up and, sure

enough, she was on the floor

and I think she must've

hit her head...

- Mindy Louise! You get

back in this house!

Now!

- Ray,

get back inside and smoke your

cigarettes and drink your beer.

I will be back when I'm done!

- Hey, hey, hey...

- Oh, Mr. Samuels, it's Carrie,

she came over to my house...

- Is she OK?

- Carrie's fine, it's your wife.

She was found passed out

in the bathroom.

- Is she at the hospital? Which hospital?

- Yeah, St. Mary's,

it's on the other side of town.

- Come on, come on,

Please, Lord. Please, Lord.

Please, Lord.

Michelle Samuels,

I was told she was here,

Michelle Samuels...

- Daddy!

- Carrie! Hey! Hey! Hm!

Hey-hey-hey-hey!

Are you OK?

- I am, but Mom hit

her head when she fell.

- She... she fell?

- Yeah.

- Hey!

- Hey, beautiful!

Are you OK?

What happened?

- I... I've been feeling

lightheaded lately,

and... tonight, it just

got the better of me.

- Wh... what's going on?

Well, they...

they checked me out

and... there's no tumor

or sign of aneurism, but...

but they did

find something else.

- What?

Michelle, wha...

- You wanna tell Daddy?

- Mm-hm.

I'm gonna be a big sister.

What? What?

Ah, come here! Mmm!

- Better not be

a stinky brother!

- Hey, what's wrong

with brothers?

- Oh! Pastor Chris.

Good to see you're still here.

- Detective, what...

what are you doing here?

- Apparently, there's a masked

vigilante out there

beating people up.

- You don't say.

- Good Samaritan, if you ask me,

'cause he knocked the snot

out of our number one hustler.

Put him to sleep.

Dropped him like a bad habit!

- Hope you find your man, Detective.

- I always do, Pastor.

What are you doing here?

- Uh, my wife, she's, uh...

She's pregnant!

- Congratulations!

- Thank you.

- I didn't know pastors was

allowed to kinda do all that.

- We're Southern Baptists.

- Is that what it is? Ha ha!

Well, that is great news.

- Thank you.

- I better get on

my case in here.

- Do you thing, Detective.

- Thank you. Good seeing you.

- See you.

- OK, Jojo...

tell me again about

this masked vigilante.

"Dear Pastor Chris,

"this is my journal,

"my thoughts, my prayers,

"I've had over the years.

"I've written them into chapters

"based on themes and events

"that have happened

in my lifetime.

"I want you to have it,

"not only to help

with your sermons,

"but also because God

has given you a gift,

"even if you don't know it yet.

"Everyone has to find

that out for themselves

"and that's why I call this book

- - Mastering the Gift."

I'm gonna let it shine

This little light of mine

I'm gonna let it shine

This little light of mine

I'm gonna let it shine

Let it shine

Let it shine

- Thank you, Mrs. Beasley

and the choir.

Today...

Today, we need help.

As you all know, we recently

lost some of our funding

and... we need the help

of all of you.

- There's more people here now

that Judd's out of the picture.

Please! Look, this church...

it's stronger or weaker

because of every one

of its members,

not a single person. Now,

I keep hearing about

the problems the church has.

About... how it can't

sustain itself.

Can't pay its bills.

Keep hearing that...

roof can't be fixed.

Or, there's not enough

staff for daycare.

Let me ask you a question.

Who here...

works for a bank?

Go on, raise your hand

if you do.

- I'm with the IRS.

- That counts!

That counts. Now...

who here works in construction?

There you go.

Who here's a plumber?

That's right. Who here...

can take care of children

in their time off?

All right.

So now, I ask you:

How does this

church have problems?

How does this church

continue to struggle...

when, inside its walls,

we have the people

we need to fix it?

Ah, crap!

- Now... as I was sayin;

- I'm not talking about faith.

- Amen!

- No, no, I believe

we have faith in spades.

What I'm talking

about is actions,

and actions always

speak louder than words.

I'm... I'm sorry,

is there a problem here?

- I think I'm the problem,

I'm so sorry!

No! No, Miss, Miss, wait! Wait!

Wait! Come back.

Come back...

please.

Pastor Chris Samuels.

- Valerie.

- It's nice to meet you.

I would like to apologize...

on behalf of the congregation...

not properly

welcoming you to church.

Valerie, I'm sorry, it seems

that this church is judging you.

It's looking down on you.

So I'm-a draw

a line right here,

right now.

Anyone who has never sinned,

I want you to cross that line.

Come on!

You were all so quick

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