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- And we took the horse to the water,

'cause we knew it was thirsty.

An old fool tried to make it drink.

No luck.

It whinnied, and extended itself.

It pranced and it kicked and it bucked.

We were in a far place.

He also was smooth and moved well,

and I could feel myself.

We traveled to the other place to meet the other stream,

but it wouldn't drink.

So I killed it.

Because it was a disobedient horse.

The horse should drink.

The horse must drink.

Because old fool thought it needed drink.

An old fool knows what's best in the world for everyone.

- I just wanted to congratulate you

on an exceptional performance.

I'm James Young.

- Oh well thank you sir.

Gregory White.

- I've invited the cast back for some drinks.

Michaela, my daughter, is in the chorus.

- Oh, right.

- I'd be delighted if you could join us.

- I'd love to, but, I have no transport arranged

for later tonight.

I live quite far, so.

- That's not an issue.

I can take you home.

I look forward to seeing you.

Tempting town.

It's my local artist, Jackie Hankson.

It's part of this series, Christ in Trinidad.

I love it.

He didn't wanna sell this particular piece,

but I made him an offer he couldn't refuse.

You say you're from Paramin?

- Born and raised.

- Aye, you go to school up there?

- I'm at St. Matthew's College.

- Oh, really?

- You sound surprised.

- Oh, just that nephew didn't get into St. Matthew's.

You must be a bright young man.

- Oh.

I do okay.

- Apparently a bit better than okay.

How did you come to star in the play?

- My English teacher encouraged me to audition.

- Ah, she saw your talent.

- I think she felt I needed a challenge, actually.

- It's a good thing she did.

You were really something.

- Oh, thanks.

- I'd love to see you dance the Jab.

I'll have to come up to Paramin on Monday.

Oh, Mel.

Have you met our guest of honor?

- Melvina.

- Gregory.

You have a lovely home, Mel.

Thanks for having us all.

- You recognize him, don't you?

He was the star of the show.

- Well James and I try to go to the theater

as much as we can, don't we, darling?

- It's getting quite late now so I should

probably be getting home.

- Certainly, I'll just get my keys.

I won't be long.

- This is a nice car.

- Yeah, I certainly appreciate it on these roads.

- May I ask, what do you do for a living?

- I'm a businessman.

I run the family business.

Construction, mostly, but we dabble in other things.

What do you wanna do when you finish school?

- I'd love to be a photojournalist, but,

my grandmother wants me to study medicine, so.

- Oh, you like photography?

- I want to travel and love taking pictures, so,

it seemed a good fit.

- What sort of camera do you use?

- Um.

I actually just use my phone.

- So what are you gonna do?

Are you gonna study medicine, or photography?

- I don't know yet.

I can get a scholarship abroad to do medicine,

but there's nothing for photography.

- I see.

- I live just here.

Thank you for the lift.

- Oh, it was my pleasure.

Hey, don't be a stranger.

That's my cell.

Give me a call.

- Thanks, mate.

- I was wondering where you went.

- Sorry, Grammy.

Went by a friend's after the show.

- So, how was the closer night?

- It was great.

- Yeah?

- Everyone loved it.

- That's fantastic, Greg.

- Grammy, you know you shouldn't fall asleep

on the couch.

Go to bed.

- You coming with me tomorrow?

- Why are you asking like I have a choice in the matter?

- You're just a good boy.

- I know, and we all need more time with the Lord.

- We all need more time with-- - The Lord.

♪ You are my God ♪

♪ You are my savior ♪

♪ Thank you my Lord ♪

♪ For guiding me ♪

♪ You are my God ♪

♪ You are my savior ♪

♪ You wash away my sins in this here river ♪

♪ You are my Lord ♪

♪ You are my savior ♪

♪ Your heavenly love will set me free ♪

♪ Your heavenly love will set me free ♪

- So how the ass you think you would feel

if I was out hanging with a bunch of women.

- I was out with Clarise. Them fellas join us.

She wanted to hang with them. What I was supposed to do?

- Get your ass home.

Call me to come pick you up.

I gave that phone for just that reason.

Fed up.

- Where the hell you think you're going?

- Let me go.

- Let her go, Fayne.

Let her go.

I never teach you to treat woman like this.

What you doing?

Fa--

Good day, Grammy.

You see this: your Grandson made the papers.

- Gregory, you're famous!

- I always knew you had it in you.

- Well, I mean, it's not the best shot but it'll do, I guess.

- And vein too, lord!

- If only the acting thing could earn you a good living.

- It's this boy who can sell his face for a pretty penny.

- You feel so boy?

- And why it is you stopped coming to church?

- I'm a born again atheist Granny.

- Hey! Don't speak such things!

- Well, the Lord has abandoned me for too long.

I just don't see the point in talking to the man.

He sure doesn't listen to me!

- The Lord never abandons us.

Those words just open doors for Satan to walk through.

- I'll tell you what Gran.

I'm taking Greg to my church today.

- And pray tell, where is that?

- Avocat waterfall.

We're going to wash away our sins.

Take them back to the river.

- You want some food?

- I'll never say no to your food, Granny.

- See that. The Lord provides.

Maybe not the way we want him to.

But somehow we get by.

(water flowing)

- Hey, Greg.

It's James here.

Listen, I'm headed to Central on Saturday.

I thought I could bring my camera.

You could join me and take some photos.

Let me know.

Isn't he beautiful?

Come on.

Hey.

- I love your camera, boy.

- It suits you.

- I got some really good shots, too.

- You'll have to show me.

- Well, only if you're showing me yours.

- I can't remember the last time I took a photo, Greg.

I wouldn't know where to start looking.

- Why'd you stop taking pictures?

- I stopped doing a lot things when I came back here.

- Back from where?

- England, boarding school.

And then, kind of hanging around,

trying not to come back here.

- Why you come back?

Why not stay?

- My father.

He wanted me to come back and take over the business

and there's no arguing with that man.

Here I am.

- At least your father cares what happens to you.

My father don't care.

- Don't say that.

That's not true.

- No, it's true.

No matter.

I don't need him, so.

- I'm sorry.

- I really want to study abroad, though.

- Well maybe medicine's your ticket.

- I guess.

It's just not in my heart, you know?

- You should listen to your heart.

If I could do it all over again, that's what I'd do.

You ever been to Balandra?

- Actually, I have.

Once with my mother, when I was young, yeah.

- I got a beach house up there.

I was thinking that we could go up there

and hang out, spend the night.

Look at some photos.

It'll be fun.

- When?

- It'd have to be this weekend.

Next weekend's-- - Carnival.

- Someone's gotta play the Devil.

- I think I could make that happen.

- Cool.

Give me a call, let me know.

- You can just let me off here, actually.

This is fine. - Not going home?

- No, I think I'll pass by a friend's first.

But thanks for the opportunity.

The day was real good.

- I'm glad you enjoyed it.

- Yeah, I really enjoy shooting with your camera.

- Why don't you hold onto it?

I'm pretty sure I won't be needing it this week.

- You sure? - Take it.

- Thanks, James.

- Where you been, boy?

I was looking for you to come to Maracas earlier.

- I was taking pictures for someone.

- Since when are you taking pictures?

- This fella ask me to spend the day taking pictures of he birds.

- Pictures of birds? You lie!

- No, for true.

- For fucking money?

- Yeah, boy.

- How you end up with that boy?

You have an angel on your shoulder or what?

- Here boy, check, check, check. Check this.

- That's the camera you used?

- Yeah dread.

- Not fuckin bad. How you use that?

- Right there, just so. - Yeah, ah.

Fellas.

Small man, come and take a picture of us.

Yeah, just press that thing there, right.

- Yeah.

- Yeah. - Not bad.

- That smells good, Greg.

You use the end of cabbage that was in the fridge?

- I just made a stew with some of the veg

that was looking tired.

- I need to do some washing tonight.

Do you have anything that needs washing?

- I'll do the washing, Gran. You're tired.

- I have a pile of clothes that need cleaning.

- Look who stopped by...

- You missed your favorite son?

- What is this?

- I just though you might need it for the light bill.

Save me and Celia some of the stew now Greg.

I'm going for my wash.

- Don't worry.

Soon you'll be a doctor in your own house

and somebody will be doing your washing and your cooking.

You mark my words.

- I'm happy to do it myself, Gran.

- Gregory.

Excellent test.

If you keep up like this, you've got

a great shot at that scholarship.

- Thanks, Miss Williams.

- Alright.

- Hey Greg.

Hey listen, my son just came home.

Okay, fine, yeah, yeah.

Bye bye.

Hey Gregory.

- Hey.

- How you been?

- Fine, and you?

- Hanging in there.

Just came home from school, I see.

- Yep.

- Eh, and Grammy's been coming home late these days?

- She's working for a new family.

Cooks them dinner, so,

we don't usually see each other until after eight.

- I see.

Oh, you're looking good.

Put on some height since I last saw you.

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

Playing any ball?

- No, not really.

- You should.

You'd make a damn good shooter.

- You're thinking of Fayne, Dad.

- Oh, is he still playing?

- Less than he used to, but, he plays.

- That's good to hear.

- Well.

I gotta study, so.

- Alright, sounds great.

- Hey.

- What?

- Pa's back.

- What?

- Fayne.

- Pops, you can't stay.

- Look, I-I-I...

I spoke with your Grammy.

I--look, I--look, I won't be staying very long.

I-I just need a little time. You know?

- You always need time.

What's changed?

- I'm clean, son.

- Yeah?

For how long this time?

- Please, Fayne.

Look, I'm trying. Okay?

I got a little job.

You know?

Cleaning someone's yard.

Look, I...

I can help with the bills.

- She works too damn hard for you to bring stress

around this house here.

- I understand.

How you doing these days Fayne?

You still with that pretty girl?

- I'm serious, Pop.

- Yeah.

- Celia's her name.

We're good.

I'm glad to hear that.

- Greg's going for a scholarship this year.

Medicine, right, Greg?

- Yeah, that's good.

- Gonna make us all proud, this one.

- Your mother always used to say--

- No!

Not in this house.

You don't mention our mother.

- I didn't mean anything.

- You fuck up, Pops...

and you'll wish you never came here.

I'm serious.

- I see you're still letting him do all the talking for you!

- Hello?

- James here.

- It's Gregory.

- Hey, Greg.

- I just wanted to let you know

that I can make the weekend.

- Oh, that's fantastic.

Saturday around three pm?

Where should I pick you up?

- You can pick me up at the junction

opposite the taxi stand.

- [James] Great.

- Okay.

Bye.

Yes, Gran?

- How are you doin'?

- Not so bad.

Can't complain.

- You're not hungry, I see.

- No, not really.

- You saw your father?

- I saw him when I got home.

- I understand Fayne had some words with him.

- Fayne's looking out for you, Grammy.

- I appreciate that.

But I'll be fine.

He's only staying a short while, you know.

- Right.

- When you have your own children, you'll understand.

With all his missteps,

I still love him.

- Missteps, Grammy?

That's an understatement.

- It is what it is.

- It's your house, Grammy.

It's not up to me to decide what you do here.

- I just want us all to be okay.

That's my only prayer.

- Grammy?

- Hm?

- I may go to the east coast for a night

this weekend with the cast.

Just a small line to celebrate the showing.

- You're lucky.

That's so nice.

- I'll be back in time for church, too.

- Don't worry.

I'm sure the Lord will understand if you miss a mass.

- I'll be back.

- Good night, son.

- Night, Granny.

- Hey, Greg.

Come meet a friend.

This is Kendra.

- Good to meet you. - And you.

- So this is the smart child, eh?

The St. Matthews boy?

- Nice to meet you.

- Feel so rough?

- Those joints are not helping your cause.

- But they taste so good.

Tamara's cousin wants you to come with us

to the beach this weekend.

- Who's Tamara's cousin?

- You met her. The pretty "dougla."

- Stacey.

- Yeah, you met her at Tony's birthday party.

She's pretty. - Right, right she is pretty.

- So Maracas on Saturday?

- I don't think I can make that.

- Bullshit!

- I have plans, bro.

- What de hell plans you can't break?

- I'm hanging on the East Coast.

- With who?

- With the cast.

- You're really living the life, boy.

- Yeah, boy.

- So what to tell her? You know she has feelings for the boy?

- Maybe we can go by a pan yard another time.

- So next week?

- Sure, sounds like a plan.

- All right.

- Grammy, you seen my best shirt?

- It needs a press.

- Good to go?

Here we are.

I'm just gonna go put these groceries down.

- You want help?

- Oh no, it's okay; you relax.

Have a little look around and I'll be right down.

What do you think?

- It's intense.

- You gonna go in?

- I think so.

- You never told me what your grandmother does for a living.

- She's a housekeeper in Maraval.

She works late, so, I end up doing most of

the cooking anyway.

- No siblings?

- One brother.

- That's right, you mentioned him.

What's his story?

- He farms and smokes a lot of weed, so.

- He's older?

- Yeah.

- So how did you come to be who you are?

- And who is that?

- Well the gifted, sensitive young man

who I have no doubt will go far.

Someone's to credit.

- My Grammy, I suppose.

She's a real bright lady.

- You love her a lot.

A toast.

To the beginning of something special.

You could have brought a lady friend.

If there is such a person.

- Oh, no, there's no one like that.

- Why is that?

Such a talented, good looking young man.

- My focus is in school.

Girls are stress, so.

- You've have a girlfriend before, though?

- Of course.

- Ever been in love?

- No.

I don't think so.

- When we first married,

I thought I was in love, but,

I don't think it was love after all.

Certainly not the kind of love that poems are written about.

- What kind of love is that?

- We haven't been lovers in over a decade.

I have no passion for my wife.

- So why do you stay?

- Michaela's my everything.

I stay for her.

- Do you want some more?

- Thanks.

We should have a look at your photos.

- I'm nervous to share these.

- You're nervous?

You're just getting used to the camera.

There's no pressure here.

- Okay, well like I said,

there's only a few strong pictures anyways.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- See?

I love that. - Ah, thanks.

I should have gotten closer, though.

- That's interesting.

- Yeah, I asked him to pose like that.

Thought it'd make a strong portrait.

- Look at those eyes, and those lines on his face.

A sign of a hard life.

Now that's my favorite so far.

Really strong image, Greg.

- Oh, thanks.

- And who is that?

- Oh that's my boy, Dev.

- That's right, you mentioned him.

- Yeah, we were just mucking about, yeah?

- He's good looking.

- I guess.

- Not a St. Matthew's boy, I can see that.

- Yeah, no, not exactly a scholar.

I guess that's it.

- Your images are really stunning, Greg.

More than just a few good shots.

- You're just saying that.

- Why would I?

- 'Cause you like me.

- What do you wanna do now?

- I'm good with whatever.

- We'll watch an effect?

You like porn, Greg?

- Sometimes.

- You uncomfortable?

Sorry, you struck me as someone who would

be open to this.

- What makes you say that?

- You ever been with a man?

You have.

- I messed around with my best friend when we was kids.

Nothing serious.

I don't think this is a good idea.

- Do you want me to stop?

If you tell me to stop, I will, Gregory.

Morning.

Is everything okay?

- Oh, fine.

- I was gonna fix us some breakfast.

- Listen, I really need to get back, okay?

- I was thinking maybe of leaving in an hour or so.

- Cool.

- So, no breakfast for you?

- No thanks.

Not hungry.

- Alright.

See you at the top.

You forgot something.

Don't you wanna hang on to this?

- No, thanks.

Well out of work this week.

- I didn't take the money, Fayne.

I didn't take no money. I swear to God.

- You don't have a God in you to swear to.

Ugh.

- Should have been you who fucking died, you...

- Fayne--leave it, Fayne. - Fayne, Fayne, let it go.

Let it go. - Come, leave it.

Leave it leave it. - Dad, you need to go.

- I don't need no soft boy to tell me what to do.

- Hey, you don't talk to him like that.

- Fayne.

- Get the fuck out of here and don't come back.

What's wrong with you?

You going to let people just walk all over you?

- What is happening?

What is happening?

Greg!

- Are you good? - What's up?

Where you been? I was looking all over for you.

- I told you I was hanging on the east coast.

- I didn't realize you were staying.

Where'd you stay? In some fine thing's arms?

Give your boy the story. - What the ass, Dev?

I'm getting sick and tired

of you interrogating me all the time.

Give your boy some space.

- Give my boy some space?

I'll happily give my boy some fucking space!

- Yea, thanks. I appreciate it.

)

- You want something to eat?

- I'm good, thanks.

- So how was the line?

You never tell me.

- Good.

- Lots of pretty girls?

- Some nice girls, Grammy.

- But not good.

You need to have some fun.

I worry about you,

thinking on things so heavy.

- Life feels heavy these days, Grammy.

- I know.

Sorry things didn't work out with your father.

- Grammy, you had to start seeing him for who he is.

He's never gonna be the man you want him to be.

- Alright man, I'll see you later.

- You really are forgetful, you know that?

- What are you talking about?

- Your photos.

Don't you want them?

- Thanks.

- Why don't you let me drop you home?

- No, thanks.

I'd rather take a maxi.

- I just wanna talk.

I wanna put all of this behind us.

Come on Greg.

Let me give you a ride.

You've been struggling with what happened.

I'm sorry.

- I'm not studying it.

People do things all the time they regret.

The Lord understands these things.

- I used to feel that way when I was your age.

A lot of shame.

- I didn't say I felt shame.

- But you do.

- What do you want from me, James?

Seriously.

I'm 18, I'm poor, and I have nothing.

So what could you possibly want from me?

- You're different.

You're sensitive.

You don't belong.

You remind me myself when I was your age.

- James, you are cheating on your marriage.

- That's my brooder, not yours.

- Well I can't do this, James.

I'm sorry.

It's not me.

- Had enough space I guess?

- Yeah, sorry about that, Dev.

Just been a little stressed lately.

- A little? No shit.

And on a school night, too?

Things are tough there Greg.

- You heard my Pa was back?

- I heard Fayne threw him out.

- Big drama boy.

- So that's what's been bothering you?

- I guess.

What would you do if someone cornered you?

- Who cornered you?

- No one. It's hypothetical.

Hypothetical, my ass.

- Dev!

I just don't want to get into it.

- What would I do?

I'd fuck him up, that's what.

- Ah, Dev, where did you get that?

- I'm just holding it for my cousin temporarily.

- That's bad news, boy.

You know you get in real trouble having a gun without a license.

- No body's looking for me with this right now.

I'm the safest person to hold it.

- Why does he need you to hold it?

- He robbed some shop in the East.

- Ah fuck, Dev, you need to give that back!

- Take it easy now, boy.

I'll give it back when things cool down.

- This country doesn't need more gangsters, Dev.

- We going to the pan yard with the girls this week.

- Cool. Which night?

- Wednesday night we're on the town.

- Wednesday, but I have a--

- Dog, don't even!

- Wednesday we're on the town.

- I'm so glad to meet you as a friend of my Gregory.

So where do you know him from again?

- My daughter's in the same play as him.

Michaela.

I don't know if he's mentioned her.

- You swear? - Yes.

- I didn't get a chance.

Morning, son.

- Morning.

- You, um, left this in my car the other day.

I was up here on a project and I thought I'd

swing by a drop it off for you.

- I had no idea that my boy was even interested

in taking pictures.

He's so talented.

I can't keep track.

This boy is blessed.

- My daughter thinks the world of him.

- We've been meaning to fix the roof,

but I'm trying to save a little something

for Greg for school.

He tell you he's trying for a scholarship abroad?

- He did.

That's fantastic.

- They pay for room and board,

but he have to get the spending money.

And I know that is not easy with a growing boy.

- I'm in construction.

Why don't you let me get a couple of guys

up here to help with the roof?

- Mr. Young, thank you, but no thank you.

That is a lot to do.

- Oh, we do it all the time as charity for our church.

It's not a big deal, honestly.

I'd like to help.

- Well, it's been leaking for a long time.

Gregory's room is much worse to be honest.

Poor soul.

- Oh, could I have a look?

- I'd rather you didn't.

My room is fine.

- Fine?

Cover your room leaking like a bust pipe.

- Grammy, please.

- What you think Mr. Young never seen a messy room before?

- Michaela's the worst.

I guarantee you have nothing on her.

Six sheets of galvanized should do it.

- I'm late.

- Where are your manners, Greg?

You aren't gonna thank Mr. Young?

- Thank you, Mr. Young.

- It's my pleasure, I'm happy to help.

- Okay, time's up.

- Mr. Young, there's a Gregory waiting

to see you, sir.

- Uh, go ahead.

Send him in.

- What were thinking showing up at my house this morning?

- I was just returning your images.

- You should ask me first.

- I'm sorry.

I meant nothing by it.

It's good to see you.

Darlene did some research on photography programs.

There are a couple of good ones on the east coast.

I thought you might like to take a look.

Maybe we can talk about it, if you'd like.

- There's nothing to talk about.

I have no money for art school.

- Well that's what I wanted to talk about.

Maybe I can help.

- I need to go.

- Whoa, why the rush?

You came all this way to see me, didn't you?

- I need you to understand how uncomfortable

you're making me, James.

- You're not the only one with something

to lose here, Greg.

I'm glad you came.

- I want you to leave me alone, James.

Please.

I'm asking you to leave me alone.

- You ever play pan?

- Tried once, but I prefer the Jab.

- 'Cause he's a real devil.

- And you Gregory?

You look like someone who has good rhythm.

- This boy is a dancer.

That's how the music touches him.

- Is that true?

- I never tried playing pan, but I do love to dance.

- We'll have to come watch you on Monday night then.

- So what's the plan?

I hate to be the bearer of bad news,

but I have a big math test tomorrow.

I need to push. - Nah, man.

The evening just getting started.

- Dev, I really can't stay out late tonight.

- See that? Big St. Matthew's boy.

I never see someone stress about tests and things like this one.

- And watch, you.

He'll be the one hiring the rest of you fools.

- For real.

- Nah, you think all these rich businessmen went to school?

I bet some of them are just naturally gifted

like some of us.

- Well, I ain't so luck as your set, boy.

- Gregory. Where you been hiding?

- Hey. - Mom, you remember Gregory.

- Of course I remember Gregory.

- Hi, Mrs. Young.

- See this rude boy?

Not even gonna introduce his friends.

Hi, I'm Devin. And this is Tamara and Stacy.

- Hi. - Hello, I'm Melvina Young.

- And you? - Michaela.

- What a surprise.

- These are Greg's friends.

- Heard you had a big cast gathering

on the east coast this weekend.

- No, I don't think so.

I don't know about that.

- Uh, you didn't?

- No. How odd.

- Well, what a shame.

Your father could have taken you.

You were there this weekend, weren't you, James.

- We have a lovely house on the east coast.

- James likes to go there alone. It's his sanctuary.

- I'll ask Simone what happened.

I find that really rude.

- You all were checking out the pan?

- Yeah. I'm Devin.

- James.

- And this is Tamara and Stacy.

- This is our band.

Our company sponsors the Crusaders.

- Yeah? They're sounding real good.

- That's what we like to hear.

- Well, we're just heading out now,

so good seeing you.

- Good meeting y'all. - You too.

Yo Greg.

You mind taking guest Stacey tonight,

Tamara's staying by me.

- Yeah, sure.

Where you live?

I'll walk you home.

- That'll be a long walk.

I live in town.

- In town?

- Nah, I was staying by Tamara's house tonight.

I didn't realize that she and Devin were gonna--

- That's okay.

You can stay by me.

I have a couch.

- I appreciate that.

- I hope it's okay.

- It's fine.

- My Gran wakes up early, so, don't worry if

you hear she knocking about.

- Wouldn't she find it strange to see me

sleeping on her couch?

- No, she's cool.

It'll be fine when I explain what happened.

Well.

Let me know if you need anything.

(insects chirping)

- Gregory.

Why are there sheets on the couch?

- A friend was gonna sleep there.

- Who is this friend?

- You don't know the person.

- Who is it, Greg?

And where is the person now?

- She name is Stacey.

She's sleeping in my room.

- I hope you know what you're doing, you know.

You're far too gifted to get caught up

in some young girl's nonsense.

You hear me?

- Yes, Gran.

- You have a chance to do what I would have

given my whole life to do.

You'll break my heart if you waste this opportunity,

you know?

You'll break my heart.

- You don't have to worry Gran, I'm gonna--

- No.

I didn't think so until this morning.

It's not like you to be so reckless.

- Gran I--

- I heard you had quite the night.

- What are you talking about?

- Girls talk and talk and talk, Greg.

Their mouths are like broken pipes.

You know she really likes you.

- Yeah, well, I'm not into a relationship

and you can tell Tamara that.

Stacy's too pushy for me anyhow.

- But why not enjoy it while you have it?

I mean she's a fine "dougla" boy.

If she's willing to give it up so easy,

you'd be a fool not to take it.

- Yeah, thanks.

I think I'm good to handle my own business.

- You're one strange fella, you know.

What's going on up on the roof?

I see your sugar daddy's lending a helping hand?

- Fuck off, Dev!

- Take it easy now, boy. It's just a joke.

- Well, I don't find that funny.

- Not even getting laid relaxes you, boy.

- I guess not.

- Well if you want to hang out you know where to find me.

- Yeah, cool.

I know.

- Greg! Gran!

The police taking down Fayne!

I'll call you back later.

- What is this? What is this?

What is this?

- Officer.

Officer, this is my grandson. What are the charges?

- We just found him with two pounds of marijuana

in his possession.

- Fayne, this is true?

- Granny, I real sorry now.

I was just trying to buy Celia a ring.

- Oh, God, Fayne.

We'll let you know when the court date is set.

- Fayne.

Fayne.

- Here you go, Gran.

- Thanks, Greg.

You know what he is up to?

- Grammy, I had no idea.

- I don't know why the boy had to be so damn hard.

- He took mom's death real hard.

- I know, but, that is no excuse for him

to be so hard to us.

- I'm just saying that,

it wasn't easy for him.

- Well jail not easy either.

Where the hell am I going to find this boy bail, Greg?

I work too hard.

I'm tired.

- I know, Grammy, I know.

- I don't know.

I work too hard, Greg.

- We'll think of something to happen.

Grammy, we'll think of something else.

What's he doing here?

- He's just showing a neighborhood man around.

I was talking to him about Fayne.

- What about Fayne?

- Well he says he knows a lot of people in

the justice system.

He's willing to help us with the bail.

- What are you talking about?

Grammy, I, I don't think we should take that man's money.

- Why not?

- 'Cause it's not fair.

Grammy, nothing comes for free in this world.

You know that.

You don't think he wants something in return?

And besides, Fayne is grown.

At some point he has to be help accountable

for his own actions.

- But the Lord says we must accept the blessings

that he bestow.

If Mr. Young is willing to help,

I can't think of a bigger gift than that.

That is the Lord at work this morning, son.

- You duck school?

- I can't focus, boy.

- How's Grammy going?

- She's really stressed.

- Well, I can't blame her.

- Stupid, fucking ass.

- Did they set a court date yet?

- You think I care?

I don't want to see that fucking boy!

He needs to stay put and see how he likes that set behind bars.

- No, man, don't say that. Fayne is good people.

Maybe not the sharpest knife in the drawer.

But we all can't cut steak.

- Yeah, well, he's a fucking butter knife boy.

Not even, that boy's is a spoon.

- Yeah, well we all need spoons to eat ice cream.

And I love me some frigging ice cream.

- You're a real stupid ass boy, you know that?

Hey, Dev.

What am I going to do?

- You just have to hang in there, brother.

Everything is going to be good.

- I real need you, boy.

I real fucking need you!

Yes, it is.

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Friday the 11th?

Fine.

Yes.

Yes, I'll be there.

Thank you very much.

That was Officer Cross.

Apparently they set a court date for Fayne.

Friday the 11th at eight o'clock.

I guess that's when they will set the bail.

- You gonna take the day off work?

- I don't have a choice.

Somebody has to be there.

- Well I can talk to my teachers and ask for--

- You crazy?

You are not to miss a minute of school over this.

You hear me?

- Yes, Gran.

- And Greg?

I want to give Mr. Young the money I've been saving

for you for school.

- What?

- You were right.

It wouldn't be fair to have him pay all of it.

- Yes, Gran.

- Wait a second Greg, I want to talk to you after class.

What happened?

- I don't know.

- Did you study?

- Apparently not enough.

- This could really hurt you, Greg.

- I know, ma'am.

- Can you look at me for a second, please?

If there was something going on,

do you have someone that you can trust to talk to?

- I think I'm okay.

- Okay.

Well, I'm here.

If you need me.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- Look who's home, Gregory.

- I see.

Good to have you home, Fayne.

- Yeah, boy.

Good to be back.

That young fella really sort me out.

- You want something to eat? You hungry?

- Nah, I'm good, thanks.

I'm not feeling to eat.

- So what you wearing for the Jab?

- I was thinking, just some horns and a trident.

You know, go simple.

- All right.

Just let me know what you need and I'll run into town.

- You told Grammy you're saving to buy a ring.

Are you going to ask Celia to marry her?

- Yeah, well, I was hoping to do it properly.

We have a baby coming.

- You serious?

- Yeah. Three months now.

- Fayne, that's massive, man!

- Life changes in a flash.

- You told Grammy?

- Not yet.

I'm planning to tell her soon.

I just want all of this to pass.

- I didn't expect that.

- Celia's not exactly keen on me right now.

All these years I only ever grew for myself.

Never sold until recently when I needed the little extra.

Now she's saying she doesn't trust me.

I'm not responsible and shit!

She's real angry boy.

- She'll come round. She always does.

- I hope so.

I real love the woman.

I real love that girl you know, Greg.

- You think people change. Dev?

- Sure as hell hope so.

- Why you say that?

- I don't want to live like this.

- What do you mean?

- Poor as shit in this small ass place.

Nah, not me.

- I don't mean change like that, boy.

I mean, change who you are as a person.

- Well, I guess it depends on how bad you really want it.

- You hear my brother's getting married?

- Yeah. I heard something about that.

- You think you'll marry Tamara?

- Hell no. Too many women to love.

- You want to get married though, don't you?

- Yeah. One day.

You'll probably end up with some foreign chick.

- Who knows what I will end up with, boy.

- Yeah, well, at least you have a choice, yes.

That's fucking freedom.

- I failed my math exam, Dev.

- Serious?

Well, don't take it on.

It's Carnival weekend.

You going to dance the Jab with us right?

- I don't even feel like that, boy.

I'm feeling real down.

- Yeah, but that's why the ancestors gave us the Jab.

You have to dance that devil out of you.

- Well look who, the devil himself.

- Why are fucking with me, James?

- I couldn't miss seeing you play.

- I asked you to leave me alone.

What about that you don't understand?

I'm telling you, James.

I'm telling you.

Leave me the fuck alone.

- Leaving you alone isn't gonna change anything.

Let me tell you something.

No liquor, no woman, no priest,

not even God himself, is gonna change the fact

that you like fucking men.

Stop fighting me!

Stop!

- James.

James, oh fuck, James.

James, wake up.

James.

James.

James.

- What the fuck! - Oh, fuck.

- Jesus Christ, Greg. - What the fuck.

- We have to call an ambulance.

- You fucking crazy? You want to go to jail?

- You see how hard the man hit his head?

- What the fuck are you going to tell the police

when they show up, huh?

You think they going to believe that a black boy from Paramin,

accidentally kill James Young?

They'll lock you up for life, Greg.

Life! You understand that?

Now what I need you to understand

is that we have to get rid of this fucking body.

- But what the fuck--

- Let us get rid of the body.

Before the police show up.

Or somebody fucking sees us!

We gonna put him in the car.

Open the door.

Greg, Greg, we have to move.

Greg, we have to move.

Greg, Greg, we have to move!