The Preacher's Wife Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1996
- 123 min
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Tough break, huh?
Kinda seems like
You Henry Biggs?
- Yes, I'm the pastor over at St. Matt's.
- Bingo!
Every Friday, 8:
00.- My name's Dudley.
- Nice to meet you, Dudley.
- Pleasure.
- You a reporter?
- No. No, no.
- Social worker?
- No, I'm here in answer to your request.
- My request?
For help?
Is this some kind of joke?
Uh, no, no.
He doesn't make jokes.
He?
Capital "H", capital "E".
I want you to know that
together the three of us...
can help get you through
this little crisis you're having.
- Look, I don't know who you are.
- Dudley, I'm Dudley.
- Or who put you up to this.
- He did.
But I'm afraid you picked
the wrong day for me to be a good sport.
- Now, will you excuse me?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
- Wow.
I'm sorry.
I'll, uh...
try another approach.
- Ho, ho, ho.
- Thank you, sister. Merry Christmas.
I've been waitin' a long time for this.
- Yeah?
- Yes, sir.
Mmm.
Oh, yeah.
Hey, don't that cheese
burn the roof of your mouth?
Hmm?
[Puffs]
Um...
[Gulps]
[Puffing]
Uh, you...
you know Reverend Biggs?
- Sure, from St. Matt's.
- Yeah, that's the one.
Stubborn, isn't he? Kinda short
with people too. Didn't you notice?
This man right here?
Not that I know him that well.
I'm just...
- He came to the hospital every
day after my wife's surgery.
- Every day?
He baptized all five of my kids.
- All five of them?
- Yeah. Give me this.
- Wait. I didn't mean anything.
- Go on, get on out of here!
You better go. Get on outta here.
And don't come back.
I'm telling you, Mama, he was there.
Like he fell from the sky.
Then he did a dance and jumped around.
sugar cereal in the morning, baby.
- Come on. Who's that?
- Ho, ho, ho.
- Santa Claus!
- Merry Christmas!
Ho, ho, ho, ho.
Merry Christmas, Santa.
- Here, put some money in.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
- Mmm-mmm-mmm.
- Thank you, sir.
- Merry Christmas.
- Same to you, buddy.
- Osbert! Merry Christmas!
- How've you been, sister?
- [Gasping]
- Shh. Mm-mm.
- Come on, Jeremiah.
- Ho, ho, ho!
- Merry Christmas.
- Thank you, brother.
and Grandma and Hakim.
- Amen.
- Amen.
Okay, fella, let's get into bed.
Legs under.
Thank you.
All right.
I'm going to be sad when he goes.
We all will.
We'll all miss Hakim.
Will I have to go
Of course not, Jeremiah.
Of course not.
Get some sleep.
I will if you sing to me.
All right.
% Who made the mountains%
% Who made the trees%
% Who writes the songs%
% For the robins to sing%
% And who sends the rain%
% When the earth is dry%
% Somebody bigger%
% Than you and I% %
Leave the door open, please.
Okay, but go to sleep.
- Okay.
- Sweet dreams.
[Alarm Ringing]
Get down! Get down!
All right, come on!
- [Screams, Shouting]
- Come on, let's get in the car.
Pull up the car! Come on!
Let's go! Get in! Go, go, go!
- [Tires Screeching]
- [Siren Wailing]
Over here! Over here!
[Shouting]
Help me, help me, look!
- Hey, hey, calm down.
- They robbed me! They broke my window!
- That's him over there!
- That's him? Freeze!
- That's him over there.
- Don't shoot.
- Turn around!
- That ain't mine, man. He dropped it.
- Get against the wall.
- I was returning a tape, man.
I live right down the street.
That was you.
I saw you break my window!
- I was at the ATM.
- You have the right to remain silent.
I have the receipt in my pocket!
- [Siren Wailing]
- [Chattering]
Billy looked so sad. Why did they have
him in handcuffs? He's not a criminal.
Do you think they'll give him dinner?
He hasn't had anything since lunch.
- I know he's hungry.
- He'll just be there overnight.
His bail hearing will be set
for sometime tomorrow.
Has he ever been
in trouble before?
- Two years ago.
- Oh, great!
I was able to get the judge to give him
probation, as long as I found him a job.
- And you did.
- I promised I would straighten him out.
Looks like I didn't do
such a good job.
Oh, no.
He's a different kid now.
Watches the little ones
while I'm at work.
I don't know what I'm going to do
if they take him away from me.
- Don't worry. We'll talk tomorrow.
- Thank you.
- Bye.
- Saul, Saul, Saul! Over here!
Look, kids!
We don't have to walk.
Come on, kids.
Come on, kids.
- Henry.
- Let's go. Watch your brother.
No fingerprints on the windshield,
if you please.
Try to keep the feet
off the seats, too, huh?
All right.
Get on, sweetheart.
- Feet on the floor, please.
- They are!
- Me too.
- King Saul's Charter Service.
- [Arguing]
- We make jail calls.
I appreciate it, Saul.
We all do.
You're a minister, you know.
You're not a social worker.
I'll file a complaint.
See you.
All right, y'all.
Everybody sit down, now.
Sit down, put your seat belts on.
Nobody gets carsick, do they?
- I do!
- Just stick your head out that window!
- Go on. It's not that cold out!
- Saul!
What did they give you?
They give you eggs? Oh, no!
[Engine Cranking]
[Sighing]
Okay.
[Engine Continues Cranking]
Come on.
Great.
Lord, if You
are really up there...
I need some help.
- Henry?
- You again.
- Yep.
- What do you want from me now?
Uh, wait. I'm supposed
to ask you that question.
Right now, all I want is
to put my key in the ignition...
turn it and have it...
[Engine Starts]
- [Laughing]
- What else?
Oh, I suppose you
think that you...
Who are you?
Really?
All right, but it might be best
if you don't tell anybody else.
No. No.
My name's Dudley,
as you remember...
when I saw you
at the Youth Center, and...
I'm an angel.
I beg your pardon?
An angel.
You know, like in the Bible?
Of course you are!
The angel Dudley?
- % Ding%
- That must have been that part
of the Bible that got lost.
I knew you wouldn't understand.
I know you don't believe me.
It's hard, even for you.
But angels cannot lie, Henry. We're not
allowed to. It's in the angel handbook.
- Of course it is. No, that's okay.
- I'll show it to you.
- No, I'm gonna show you.
I'm gonna show you.
- That's okay. Okay, fine.
Thanks for everything. Say hello
to the Big Guy and the Easter Bunny too.
- Wait, wait, wait. Can I exp...
- [Woman] It's freezing.
- Let's get a cab.
- Can't afford one.
Can I get in?
Yes, it's cold out and...
Get in.
- You've got a good heart, Henry.
- Come on.
- You've got a good heart.
- Yeah, a good heart.
- Are you ready?
- Yes.
Don't draw on the window.
[Sighing] Oh, God.
I miss this place, Henry.
I had some wonderful times
down here, I tell you.
Oh, I'm not supposed
to go into how l...
Ohh. The seat belt, please.
But, as you can see,
I was cut down in my prime.
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Ever since then, Henry,
I've been up there...
waitin' in line for a chance
to get sent back down here.
- It's a long line, too, let me tell you.
- You don't say.
Oh, I do say.
You've got no idea what the competition
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