The Preacher's Wife Page #9
- PG
- Year:
- 1996
- 123 min
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- You asked me to.
You take her skating.
What kind of man do you think I am?
Keep the hell away from her.
Henry, you're a man of God.
That doesn't mean I'm blind.
Now, I've seen the way she looks at you.
Really? I mean, really.
All right, fine.
I want you to leave now.
- Now?
- Yes, now. [Opens Door]
I don't think I can do that.
Check the angel handbook.
It says I can't leave
until I'm through, I think.
[Muttering]
You see, it says right here...
Wait a minute.
Hey! Henry!
What was that?
- Oooh!
- My goodness!
- What?
- You're in trouble.
What was that?
What is that?
It wasn't a sign
that there's a new pope.
- What do you mean?
- You're in trouble.
You want me out of the house.
- Yes, I want you out.
- I'm not the problem. It wasn't me.
- It wasn't me!
- Who are you talking to?
Get out of my house!
What is going on in here?
- I am terminating Dudley's services.
- Is that what you want, Julia?
It isn't a question of what she wants.
All right, Julia, you're a part of this.
You say.
You two stop this right now.
Just stop it!
You hear me?
[Slams Door]
- [Henry] You see what you did?
- It's not about me.
You and Julia would have these problems
You've forgotten what's important,
for you and for her.
And you're going to remind me, I'm sure.
St. Matt's is more
than just a church, Henry.
It's the glue that holds everything
together in this neighborhood.
And you mark my word, without it, this
neighborhood will fall, I guarantee it.
And Julia will never look at you
the same. [Door Opens]
Hey, handsome.
Come and walk me across the street.
I gotta take this plate
over to Bessie Adams.
- Well, actually, I was...
- Walk me!
Delighted.
- I heard what you two
were talking about.
- Really?
Now, you know I don't usually
pry into other folks' business.
- Uh-huh.
- Hold on a second.
Mmm-mm!
Now, what are you doing
to my daughter?
Mrs. Coleman, it's all right,
I promise you.
Nothin' is all right, Dudley, when I see
a married woman look at a man that way.
I'm just tryin' to help them,
that's all.
[Laughs, Coughing]
You really shouldn't smoke.
Our time here on Earth is precious.
That's right.
And you know the most precious time
of all is time spent with your family.
Now, you know I'm supposed
to only be here through Christmas.
But I will conveniently
have a hip injury...
and stay to the year 2000
if I have to.
Do you understand
what I'm sayin' to you?
- I do now.
- Mm-hmm.
Look, I'm havin' a little trouble
tryin' to get through to Henry.
Now, Julia, on the other hand,
she's wonderful. She deserves...
What are you talkin' about what Julia
deserves and what she don't?
She's Henry's wife.
Don't worry. L...
I'm sure she'll forget me
as soon as I leave.
She'll forget herself
if you go on like this.
[Bessie]
Marguerite, is that you?
I'm comin', Bessie!
Now, Dudley, you are a charming person.
Okay?
Bessie, I'm comin' in.
Did I tell you I quit smokin'?
[Bessie]
I'm so proud of you, sugar.
[Chattering Continues]
[Saul]
Watch it. Don't slip now.
Come on, babies, let's go. Thank you
so much. Now you have a lot more room.
- Bye.
- Hi, Dudley!
- I'm just baby-sitting Jeremiah.
- [Chuckles]
- Mommy, Mommy! Here, puppy.
- Get away from that dog!
- Go ahead!
- Jeremiah! Jeremiah!
[Beverly]
Saul!
[Man On Bus]
Where's he goin'now?
Thank you so much for the ride.
I know you had to go out of your way.
The first five minutes of The Nutcracker
hasn't changed any since last year.
- I'll make 'em leave before the bows
so we can come and get you.
- Oh, thank you.
- [Laughs] Um...
- Um...
- [Laughing] Thanks.
- [Laughing]
Okay.
[Laughing Continues]
- Bye-bye.
- Bye!
[Man On Bus] No time for that, Saul.
Come on, we're gonna be late.
Oh, Santa, just leave that man
under my tree... if he'll fit.
% We all want to make
a place in this world%
% We all want our voices
to be heard%
% Everyone%
% Wants a chance to be someone%
% We all have dreams
we need to dream%
% Sweeter than any star
you can reach%
% 'Cause when you reach and find%
% You've found someone%
% You'll hold this world's
most priceless thing%
% The greatest gift
this life can bring%
% Is when you look back and know%
% You were loved% %
Oh, Keeleys...
Take a left at Woodlawn.
The Keeleys live on Sixth.
Henry, the Keeleys
live on Woodlawn.
- You're jealous.
- I am not jealous.
- Yes, you are.
- I may be a lot of things,
but jealous is not one of them.
Sure, you are. You're so jealous,
you can't even think straight.
I am thinking just fine, thank you.
- You can't even remember
where the Keeleys live.
- The Keeleys' house is on Sixth.
- Then what's it doing over there?
- What?
Hmm.
[Opens Door]
[Muttering]
Keeleys moved.
Woodlawn. Sixth.
- Is this it?
- Mm-hmm. There's the house.
- Be careful, Henry.
- I will be.
Drive all this way,
they're probably not even home.
At least they could
shovel their walkway.
- Whoooaaah!
- [Gasps]
[Groaning]
Henry!
[Laughing]
What are you laughin' at?
[Laughing]
You look like a kid.
Are you all right?
- I'm fine.
- Let me help you up.
Thanks, babe.
- [Gasps]
- Oh, baby. What are you doing?
- I thought you was helpin'me up.
- You did this on purpose.
[Laughing Continues]
Eddie, come here quick.
It's the preacher.
- What's goin' on?
- I hope you didn't hurt yourself.
- You all right?
- We're fine.
I told these kids to shovel that walk.
They ain't got nothin' on their mind
but Santa Claus. Sorry.
- This is yours. Merry Christmas.
- Us?
- Merry Christmas.
- God bless you.
- You'll catch cold. Be careful.
- We will.
[Henry]
I'll see you on Sunday.
[Mr. Keeley]
We'll be there. All of us.
[Henry Sighs] Seems like
we've been doin' this forever.
Forever is right.
Do you remember the first time?
- My mother was visiting, yeah.
- Yes.
- You know, Henry, she never liked me.
- No, no, that's not true.
She used to say, "Girl, you better
get some meat on them there bones."
Well, she just wanted
you to eat, that's all.
- No, she wanted me to be as fat as her.
- She wasn't that fat.
Henry, a policeman walk down the street,
see your mama and go, "Break it up!"
- Stop!
- [Laughing]
Stop it!
Rest her soul.
[Laughs]
It's good to see you laugh again.
It's nice to have a reason to.
You know, I miss this Henry.
I wish he'd show up more often.
There.
We did it.
I'm gonna go to the church for a minute.
You go on inside.
[Closes Door]
- There we go.
- Thank you.
- Don't slip.
- I won't. Don't be long.
[Men Singing A Cappella]
% Our Father%
% Which art in heaven%
% Hallowed be%
% Thy name%
- % Thy kingdom come%
- Evenin', Pastor.
% Thy will be done%
% On Earth%
% As it is in%
% Heaven%
% Give us this day%
% Our daily bread%
% And forgive us our debts%
% As we forgive our debtors%
% And us You must not lead%
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