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* I'm gonna let it shine

* This little light of mine

* I'm gonna let it shine

* Let it shine, let it shine,
let it shine *

* Everywhere I go

* I'm gonna let it shine
[clapping rhythmically]

* Oh, everywhere I go

* I'm gonna let it shine

* Everywhere I go

* I'm gonna let it shine

* Let it shine, let it shine,
let it shine *

[song ends]
[applause]

-Now, before I end today,

I'm gonna leave y'all
with a little something.

[Woman] Yes!

[Benjamin] Can I preach it
like I feel it, y'all?!

[Congregation] Yes!
[Man] Preach to me!

-Oh, we are living through
some trying times, right now.

Mm, mm, mm.
Employment's dropping.

Crime is rising.

The devil's on the level

and it seems like we're dealing
with a new evil every day.

We've dealt with an affliction
of evictions

and wrongful convictions.

Market crashes.
Greenhouse gases.

And anything left's gettin'
taken out in taxes.

Can I preach it
like I feel it, y'all?!

[All] Preach!

- Can I preach it like I feel
it, y'all?!

- Preach!
- Can I preach it

like I feel it?!
-Preach!

-And in these times
of uncertainty,

oh, let God be our security.
[Man] Mm-hmm.

- Give him love and affection,
and He'll offer his protection.

But deny the Savoir, ha ha!,

locks and bolts won't save ya.

That alarm on the wall
won't don't nothin' at all.

The guard at the gate
can't stop fate,

because at the end of the day,
the Good Lord giveth,

and the Good Lord taketh away.

Can I get an "Amen"?!
[All] Amen!

- I said, can I get an "Amen"?!
[All] Amen!

[applause]

-Thank you, God bless you.
-Thank you.

-Thank you so much.
-God bless.

-Oh, I-I gotta go.
No. I gotta go.

-You don't have to,
you know what-

-Wonderful service today,
Reverend!

It reminded me of a sermon

the late Reverend Gates
gave back in 1967.

Now, I know it was '67

because it rained a lot
that summer.

And every time it did,

my knee would swell up
the size of a grapefruit!

"Gabby Grapefruit Knee"
they'd call me,

on account of the inflammation.

Never cared much for
grapefruits, myself.

Too tart.
[chuckles]

But, I heard if you mix it
with aloe vera,

it does wonders
for the complexion.

Now, as I was sayin'...

what was I sayin'?

-[chuckles] I, I have no idea.

- [laughs] Oh, well,
it's gettin' late.

I really should get
to walking home.

-Alright, well you make
sure you get home safe.

-Don'tchu worry about me,
Reverend.

I'm walking with the Lord!

And just in case He's busy,

you know I keep that thang
on me.

-Okay.

- Better than a sock
full of quarters.

-[laughs] Ugh!

Oh, oh, Nas, you-you headin'
down to the rec room

to play your little
video game, or?

-It's not a video game,
it's an open world,

first-person shooter.

-Alright, well,
shoot this into the trash.

Last time I had one of Gabby's
brownies,

my stomach was speaking
in tongues.

Ugh.

-Gross.

***

[hammering thuds]

-Hey, hey!
[Jack] Hey!

-Ah, I appreciate you
doing this, Jack.

-Oh, yeah.
No, it's not problem.

Can't have Gabs' favorite
seat squeaky.

-[chuckles]

Ah, I can't wait 'til
I can fix up this place

so you don't gotta keep doin'
stuff like this no more.

-Ah, no, no, no, no.

After everything you and
the church have done for me,

really, it's not a problem.

-Hey, Dad, girls are getting
tired.

Can you come out
and help me practice?

-Oh, sweetie, I can't.
I, I gotta finish this.

-You know, I used to spin a
little rope back in my day.

-Yeah?
-Yeah! Let's go!

-Uh oh!

* Miss Mary Mack,
Mack, Mack *

* All dressed in black,
black, black *

* With silver buttons,
buttons, buttons *

* All down her back,
back, back She jumps-- *

-Ooh! Ooh!

-Come on, Rev! One more time.

-Just gimme one minute.
Rev needs one minute.

-Hey Rev, you mind giving me
a hand, real quick?

-Yeah, see, Miss Marge needs me,
to help her out with the...

with the bus, so...

I'm, I'm gonna take
a rain check!

Oh, alright.
-Okay.

I changed the oil, I patched up
that leaky radiator hose,

but anything more than that

is gonna take one of Jesus'
miracles.

[both chuckle]

-Transmission still acting up?

-Ooh! Like a child wantin'
attention!

-Well, don't you worry
about that, Marge.

-Hmm.

-I'll moved some of the
church's finances around,

and pretty soon, we'll be able
to buy you a brand new,

top-of-the-line model.
-What?!

-One that'll make the Pope
Mobile look like a whoopdy!

[laughing]

- Ah, we make do
with what we got.

Old girl may not be as fancy
as she used to be,

but a little junk in the trunk

just means there's more
of her to love.

You know what I'm saying, Rev?
You know what I'm saying?

Ooh! Oh!

[humming off-key]

-Benjamin!

Benjamin!

-[laughs] Guess I got
the Spirit, huh?

-Sounds more like a demon,
to me.

-[laughs] Alright.

-Forty-eight dollars, six cents,

and a coupon that
expired yesterday?

-Well, what's it for?
- Sticky Fingers.

Enjoy complimentary Wi-Fi
and a free large fountain drink

with the purchase
of any rack of ribs.

-I'll take that.

-How are we supposed to pay
the bank back with barbecue?

-I know! That's why
I'm keepin' it.

-I'm serious, Benjamin.

-Baby, you don't have to worry
about our financial situation.

It's being handled.
-Okay.

[knock on door]

-Knock, knock!
-Speak of the devil!

Baxter Whitcomb,
the man with the plan!

-How ya doin', Rev?
Mrs. Wright, nice to see ya.

-You know, we missed you
at service today.

-Oh, I bet it was a doozy.

Unfortunately, the country club
keep sticking me

with these Sunday morning
tee times.

-[laughs] Well, at least you're
keeping your cross on, huh?

-Oh, yeah. Old family heirloom.

But you know what they say,

God and gold are the only two
things that don't depreciate.

-You know that's right.
[laughs]

-Uh, anyhoo, um, the reason
I stopped by was just to see

if anyone's been in asking
about me lately?

-Hmm.

-Why would they be?

-Oh, you know, investment
questions, financial advice,

that sorta stuff.

-Not that I know of, but
I'll keep an ear out for ya.

-Thank you.

-Oh, speaking of which,

do you mind going through
my investments with me?

I just can't make heads
or tails

of all this internet-coin
business, you know?

-No problemo, Rev.
Let's take a look, shall we?

-Alright.
-Okay.

Ah, so this report is saying

that you are up 200%
from last month.

-200 percent! [laughs]

So, so, that means we
have more crypto coin?

-Ah, no, the amount
of coin stays the same,

but the value increases.

-Okay, okay.
So, the value increases.

When-when do we get, when
do we get all the coins?

The actual coins?

-You don't.
That's the beauty of it!

It's a virtual currency kept
in your digital portfolio.

-Digital portfolio.

Okay, well, I would love
to learn more

about how this all works,
you know.

-No sweat. I'll tell ya what,

I'll drop by later this week

and go over everything with ya.
How does that sound? Huh?

-You're a good man, Baxter!

-Hey, takes one to know one,
Rev.

Well, y'all, God bless.
Take care.

-I can't believe you gave that
man all the church's money.

-It's his job, Vanessa!

He's a financial advisor,
like I'm a spiritual advisor.

-More like a false prophet
turning false profits!

-Baby, that's a good line.
I gotta right that down.

-I don't trust him, Benjamin.

-Baxter?
-Yeah, Baxter.

-Baxter?

He drives a minivan and tucks
his khakis into his socks.

-You never heard of a wolf
in sheep's clothing?

-Never heard of a wolf
in pleated khakis.

-This is the first man that
that man has stepped foot

into this church since
you gave him all the money!

-Baby, look,
there's no need to worry.

Baxter is gonna lead
the church's finances

into the promised land!

-And what promised land
is that?

-How about triple our original
investment,

with enough left over to buy
new robes for the choir?

Not to mention yourself.

Walkin' around at home
with that ratty old robe,

lookin' like "Thriller".

-You know what?
-[laughing]

- Say it again.
Say it-Benjamin.

Stop that. Stop.
[claps]

-So, there I was, in my own
lane, minding my own business

when he cuts me off
and then has the nerve

to flip me the bird? Uh-uh.

-And how did that
make you feel?

-Like getting outta my van

and kicking off both of his
side mirrors.

[Benjamin] What did you do?

[Marge] What we talked about.

-Hey! You know better than that.

-Turned up my easy
listening mix,

I counted to 10,

and I gathered my thoughts.

-Ha, ha, ha! That's great!

-Then I kicked off
both his side mirrors!

-That's not so good,

but you know, you tried,

and that's a start.
-Mm-hmm.

-Now, you keep practicing
about what we talked about.

One day you're gonna lose
your temper,

and gonna lose it for good.

Nas, you have something to add?

-Yeah, uh, next time, don't
kick out his side mirrors.

-See? Yes, exactly.

-Get his license plate.

I'll hack into the DMV database
and hit that sucker

with three years'
worth of parking tickets.

-Okay! Will do!

-Will not do! No! No!

Nas, we talked about this.

They were ready to reboot
your butt outta high school

for hacking into
the principal's laptop.

Signing him up for some
indecent dating website.

No more hacking!

Otherwise I'll cut
the internet in here

quicker than you can
type w-w-w-dot.

-Chill, Rev!
I was just playing.

-Alright! Now,
on a positive note,

because I believe Skipper

has something to share
with the group.

[Jack] Go on, tell 'em, Honey!

-I got named captain
of the double-Dutch team.

[cheering, applause]

[Benjamin] Congratulations!

-Your Mom would be so proud
of you. Yeah.

-How you holding up, Jack?
-Oh.

-I know this time of year is...

can be difficult for you two,
you know?

-Yeah, I mean, it's been six
years this month

since Skipper's beautiful Mom
left us for the Lord.

Uh, but we're doing alright.
Keeping busy.

You know, actually,
I made this the other day.

It's a birdhouse!
-Hmm.

-With... with a secret
compartment.

-[laughs] Hey!

-Why would a bird need
a secret compartment?

-Everything's got a secret
compartment.

-I had a bird once.

A big, ol' green parrot.

Called him Mr. Squawkbox,

because that bird would
never stop talking!

Y'all got no idea what
it's like to have something

that just talks, and talks,
and talks.

-Yeah, you know, Mr. Squawkbox,
we'd all love to hear

more stories about
Mr. Squawkbox,

but I do believe that Jordan
was just about to share

something with the group.

-Hmm, I'm good.

-Oh, come on, man!
Sharing is caring!

-Nothing to share, really.

-You know, the whole point
of the "Lean on Me" group

is to have people to lean on,
in times of trouble.

But you need to open up
so that we can help.

-Well, last week, I celebrated
my ten year anniversary.

-That's great. Of what?

-Getting paroled.

-What were ya in for?

-Robbery.

But um, I've come a long way
since then.

Keeping out of trouble,
my business is thriving.

Even picked up a new hobby.

-What hobby?
-Golf.

-So, something you do alone.

Well, let's all thank Jordan
for opening up

and sharing with us today, huh?

[Aall applaud]
-Thank you, Jordan.

-Thank you, Jordan.

Alright, I think that's all
the time we have for today.

I'll see y'all next week.
God bless!

-Thank you, Reverend.

-Jordan,

oh man, you are a tough
safe to crack.

Now you've been comin' here
all the time,

I never even knew
that you went to prison.

-It's something I like
to talk about.

-And that's fine.

But just know you've got people
here if you do, alright?

Hey, Jordan, it's better
to be a part of something

than apart from it.
Alright?

Think on that for me.

[happy exhale]

[knock on counter]

-Drive-thru still open?

-[laughs] Drive-thru, walk-in.

As long as I'm here,
we're open for business.

-All jokes aside, Rev,
we need to talk.

-Okay. Well, come on around.

- Okay.

-What do you mean, "gone"?!

-Well, it turns out that
the crypto we invested in

was inflated and over-leveraged.

The value dropped drastically,
zeroing out

before I could liquidate
your investment.

But, don't worry,

there is a way we can
get it all back.

-[laughs] Oh, thank God!

-Just need a little bit
more money.

-More money?!

-Well, it's a numbers game,
Rev. You gotta spend money

to make money.
-No, no, no, no.

You don't understand.

That $50,000 was the last
money the church had!

I had to borrow it against
the mortgage to get it!

If I don't pay that back
by the end of next week,

the bank is gonna shut us down!

-[sputters] Boy, that sure
is a pickle, Rev.

I'm sorry to hear that.

[sighs despairingly]

-Well, if you do come
into any more money,

you know where to find me.

Okay.

Have a good night, Reverend.

***

[birds chirp]

[Vanessa] Hope you left me
some hot water.

Oh, and we might have
to call us a plumber.

Those pipes are sounding
like a grown man crying.

[chuckles]

What's up?

-It's all gone.

-What is?

No. Uh-uh!
Get dressed.

We're gonna go down
to his office.

Do I look like I'm playing?

Put some clothes on!

***

Move faster, Benjamin!

***

[rapid knocking on door]

We wanna see Baxter Whitcomb!

-Y'all got an appointment?

-You just let him know that
Benjamin and Vanessa Wright

are here to see him.

-Tell him yourself.

[engine revs]

***

-Baxter?!

-Reverend, Mrs. Wright.

How's it hangin'?

-What happened
to your minivan?!

-Oh, that! Yeah,
downsized to the two-door.

Better on gas, you know?

So, what can I do
for you fine folks?

-Where's our money?

-Like I explained
to your husband,

our investment took a sudden
downturn, and now it's gone.

-Do you have a receipt?

-[scoffs] When virtual entities
dissolve like that,

you don't usually
get hard paperwork.

-Well, we're not goin'
anywhere without our money

or some proof.

-I don't think I like what
you are implying, ma'am.

-Oh! Well, let me be
more direct!

-Okay. Alright, baby, baby,
baby, baby, baby, baby.

I think what my wife's trying
to say is that

we trusted you!

We feel as though you haven't
been totally honest with us,

what with the car
and the clothes.

And the sudden bass
in your voice.

-I don't know what to tell ya,
Rev.

Investing in anything
is a gamble.

Now, Randy, please get off
your phone

and escort the Reverend

and his wife off the premises.

-You heard the man.

[door shuts and lock clicks]

-I can't believe he lied to us!

-I never thought
I would say this,

but we're going to the police.

Come on, Benjamin!

-Mr. and Mrs. Wright,

I'm Special Agent Sherry Sykes
with the FBI.

-FBI? But we called the police.

-I'll be handling your case.

May I come in?

-Yeah, sure!

-Sorry to say, you aren't
the first people

to file a complaint
against Mr. Whitcomb.

Apparently, he has done this
to a number of people

in the area and we've already
begun a formal investigation.

-So, so, you're gonna get us
our money back?

-I'm afraid it's not
that simple.

While dealing with Mr. Whitcomb,

did you ever wire him
any money?

Something with a nine-digit
routing number?

Perhaps with letters?

-No, it was cash.
It was all cash.

-That's what I was afraid of.

-What's that supposed to mean?

-[sighs] People like
Baxter Whitcomb,

very good at hiding
their tracks.

We've already scrutinized his
personal and business accounts,

and haven't found a trace
of the $500,000

he's been accused of taking.
-$500,000?

-What we need is proof
of an illicit,

off-shore account.
Without that,

a case like this could take
months, or even years to solve.

And even then, there is no
guarantee we'll be able

to get back everything
that's been taken from you.

-So, there's nothing we can do!

-Legally, not at the moment, no.

[sombre music]

-What am I gonna tell my
congregation?

* Faithfulness

* Lord, unto thee

[organs plays final notes]

[Vanessa clears her throat]

-Oh, um, [chuckles]

I'm sorry.

Uh, where was I?

[Man] Can I preach it
like I feel it?

-Can I, can I preach it like
I feel it, yes, yes.

[Congregation] Yes. Preach it!

- Oh! Today's sermon

is gonna be all
about forgiveness.

-Amen!
-Preach!

-Okay, alright.
That's good.

Y'all on, y'all on,

y'all on board with that.
Okay!

Because uh,
we've all made mistakes!

[Woman] Yes!

-Even Jesus,

he trusted Judas,

and look how that turned out!

[Man] Really?

-Not good!

But we all forgave Jesus,
right?

-Every time.

-We've all made mistakes.

Like my man, Mike, right here.

We forgave him, when
he cheated on his wife!

-[hushed]
What're you doing, man?

-Even she did!

-What'chu doin', man?

-[whispers] I'm sorry!

Or, who could forget the time

Rhonda gave us all head lice?

[Woman] What?!
[Man] I knew it!

-We forgave her, didn't we?

[Woman] I thought it was Judy!

-All the time Marge--
-You better not!

-Okay! Uh, [clears throat].

The point I'm trying
to make is that

we've all made mistakes.

At one point or another,

we've all sought forgiveness
from one of our peers.

[Congregation] Mm-hmm.

-Including me.

I uh,

I lost all the church's money.

[Congregation] What?!
[murmuring]

-I trusted someone
I shouldn't have.

Borrowed $50,000
against the mortgage.

[Woman] What?!

-Thought I could invest it
to fix up this place,

and instead I got played.

And now, barring some sort
of miracle,

next Sunday's service will
most likely be our last.

[Congregation] What?!
-Oh!

[murmuring]

[Man] Made a deal
with the devil.

-I tried everything.

The bank, the Religious
Relief Fund.

Even reached out to old donors.

No one can help.

-Maybe there's something
we can do?

-Like a candy drive!

-Or a car wash?
-I could run a bake sale!

-I appreciate the thought,
but none of those things

are gonna come up with $50,000
by the end of the week.

-This guy that took your money,
where'd he run off to?

-Nowhere.

-So, this man took $50,000
and he didn't even skip town?

This might be the old me
talking,

but if he did that to me,
I'd just go up in his crib

and take back what was mine.
-Man, it's no use.

The FBI said he already cleaned
out all his accounts.

-Must mean he's got it
all in cash, then.

Just sittin' there waiting for
someone to take it all back.

[Gabby] Well, we could
still do something.

[Marge] A car wash would
help a little bit.

[chattering indistinctly]

-Stay strong, Rev.

-I know you'll figure out
something, Reverend.

In times like this,

the Good Lord
always finds a way.

-[echoey voice] Can't wait
'til I can fix up this place

so you don't have to be doin'
stuff like this no more.

[Vanessa] More like a false
prophet turnin' false profits.

[Baxter] I don't know what
to tell ya, Rev.,

investing in anything
is a gamble.

[Jordan] If he did that to me,
I'd just go up in his crib

and take back what was mine.

-[sighs]

-Hey, Jordan, uh, can I talk
to you for a second?

Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo,

that, that is a nice watch.

-Thanks.
I worked hard for it.

-You know, it must've been
difficult,

considering your past
and every--

Well, okay, I didn't mean that.
What I meant was, like--

-It's fine.
What can I do for you?

-You know that, that thing
you said earlier?

You know, just about taking the
money back from Baxter, and,

how, how would I go
about doing that?

-You're joking, right?

Rev, I was just talkin'.

This ain't the kinda thing you
wanna get yourself mixed up in.

-You weren't wrong, though.

I took an oath to protect
this community

by any means necessary,

and if the police can't help
and the banks won't,

then it's on me to get that
money back and save the church.

I, I... I just need
a little guidance.

-[sighs] Look, Rev,

I appreciate everything you
and the church have done for me

these past couple years.

This group has really
helped keep me

on the straight and narrow.

But I can't get involved
in something like this.

-I, I understand.
Thanks, anyway.

Oh, and Jordan,

I'd appreciate, you know,

you keep this discussion
between you and me.

-Wait you're,

you're not still gonna go
through with this, are you?

-When you're part
of something

that means so much
to so many people,

you gotta be willing to do
whatever it takes to protect it.

And I wouldn't be able
to live with myself

if I just sat back
and did nothing.

[sombre music turns suspenseful]

***

* Oh, oh, oh yeah

* Oh, oh, oh no no

* Oh, oh, oh yeah

* Oh, oh, oh yeah

* Oh, oh, oh no no

[pensive sigh]

-Yeah! Okay!

Hey! Hey!

Put the money in the bag,
or else!

Put the money in the bag,

otherwise people
gonna get hurt!

Oh, I tried to warn you, sucker!

May God have mercy
on your soul!

Brap-brap-brap!

[Benjamin's phone buzzes]

Who is it?!

[Jordan] Reverend Wright?
Is that you?

-Oh, uh... Jordan?

-This a bad time?

-No, no. I was just, um...

I was just re-reading the Bible.

-I thought about what you said.

The way I see it, you're doin'
this for all the right reasons.

Most people who steal
do it for themselves;

you're doing it to help others.

So, morally, I can abide by it.

-What'chu tryin' to say,
Jordan?

-Get some sleep.
'Cause tomorrow,

we start planning how
to get your money back.

***

* Yeahhhh

-It's on now!
It's on now, man!

* Yeahhhh, yeahhhh

-Yeah!

[tires rumble]

[window hums]

-What're you wearing, man?

This is a stakeout,
not date night.

Go grab something outta
the lost and found.

[cars honk]

-Two possible entry points:

one in the front,
one in the back.

No camera on the back door,
though.

[audio device clunks]

-Whoa, whoa,
what is that thing?

-It's a parabolic sound
amplifier.

It's a little something
from back in the day.

-Whoa, whoa, man.

Now, that sounds cool!

Yeah, that sounds...

Where'd you get the van?

-It's my work truck.

[door creaks open]

[speech recorder beeps on]

-Security guard
in the main office.

Walks the perimeter every
30 minutes or so.

On his phone a lot.

-You a rug salesman?

-Carpet installation.
-Right.

What's the difference,
because you got like, 15 rugs--

-Come on, man! Pay attention.

We're supposed to be gathering
intel, here.

-Right, right. M-m-my bad.

Casing the joint.
[sighs]

[engine revs]

-Oh, oh! There's goes Baxter,
right there!

[engine cuts off, door closes]

[Randy] Mr. Whitcomb,
can you give me a hand?

It's pretty, pretty heavy.
-[irritated exhale

-Alright, one, two, three!
[effort grunts]

Do you have a phone charger
cable I could borrow?

-Again? No, Randy!

I pay you to look after
this building,

not spend all day looking
for dates.

-By the way, is your cousin
still a hard no?

-Shut up!
-Okay.

-Suspicious looking bag.

-You think he got the
church's money in there?

-Does the Pope
wear a pointy hat?

-Ha, ha! We gotta find out
where they're putting that.

-I got an idea.

[upbeat suspenseful music]

***

Let me borrow that hoodie
real quick.

***

***

-Yo, man, you lookin' to buy
any phone accessories,

or anything like that?
I got phone cases--

-Uh, a charging cable?

-Yeah, I got phone chargers.
Yeah, I got cables.

-Uh, how much?
-Ten dollars.

-I'll give ya five.

-Five? Come on, man.
How 'bout eight?

- How 'bout five and
I won't call the cops

on your raggedy-looking ass?
-Alright, alright.

No need to get
the authorities involved.

-Same time.

-Yeah!

***

[audio feedback squeals]

***

[door creaks open, shuts]

-Only $49,995 to go!

-Now what?

-Wait for them to call us.

[door creaks open and closes]

[phone beeps]

[outlet crackles and sparks,
smoke hisses]

[water hisses,
alarm bell rings]

-Ahg!

[alarm bell rings loudly]

[relieved sigh]

[music intensifies]

[Sherry] 10:50 a.m.,
carpeting truck arrives.

Likely here to survey damages
from yesterday's fire alarm.

-You Jordan the carpet guy?

-You Randy who started
the electrical fire?

-Right this way.

[suspenseful music]

-Yeah. Righty-oh!

Well, I will be by later,
to grab that money from you,

and we will have you and your
family in your dream home,

in no time.

That's right,
cash or money order.

Okay. A sucker is born
every minute!

What's up?

-The carpet guy is here.
-Finally!

I'm wearing $1,000 loafers
in this shag swamp.

[water trickles]

I want these carpets
installed ASAP.

-Sounds good.
Just need a couple of minutes

to get some measurements.

What's this office?
30 by 30?

[Baxter] Mm-hmm.

-Any damage behind that door?

-Nothing that concerns you!

Listen to me, you just focus
on this office,

the lobby out there,
and that hallway.

You got that?

-Sounds good.
Just gimme a couple minutes

to get some dimensions.
-Mm-hmm.

[toolbox clatters]

- Randy? What did I tell you
about sitting on the furniture?

Will you get back to work?
-Mm-hmm!

[door creaks]

***

[toolbox rattles]

[suspenseful music]

***

***

[measuring wheel rattles]

[footsteps squelch]

***

[door creaks]

[suspenseful music]

[footsteps thud]

[grate clunks]

[suspenseful music]

***

-[sighs]
[stomach growls]

[deep sigh]

Oh.

[romantic music, bell tolls]

[door clunks open]

[grunts with effort]

[door closes]

-Huh?

[suspenseful music]

* I couldn't even
pray so I say *

* We're just sinners

* Sing Thy praise

News Anchor: Overdose
deaths rose sharply--

-Reverend Wright!
[phone clatters]

-Agent Sykes!
Wh, what are you doing here?

-Funny, I was just about
to ask you the same thing!

-Well, um, [clears throat]

I had a coupon, so...

What, what brings you here?

-Oh, I'm not really at liberty
to say, but um,

just between you and me,

I'm here staking out
Baxter's office.

-Oh!

-Not to pry, but did I just
watch you climb out

of that carpeting van?

-Uh...yeah.

Yeah, I suppose so.

-New line of work?

-Well, gotta find something,

now that the church
is closing, so.

-Must be hard, your first
client is the same man

you defrauded your church
out of $50,000.

-Yeah. Why do you think they
have me staying in the van,

right? [laughs]

Ah! [laughs] Ah!

But the Good Lord preaches
forgiveness, you know,

just turn the other cheek.

-Also says,
"an eye for an eye."

-Yeah, he says, says a lot
of things. Look at the time!

See, I gotta go back to the van,

so, it was great seein' ya,
Agent Sykes!

And best of luck
on your investigation.

[table jingles]

***

-I need you to run
a plate for me.

***

[taps golf ball]

[Exhales]

-You big into golf?

-It's the sport of kings.

Great for networking, too.

-As long as you let 'em win.

-You play?
-From time to time.

Is that real gold?

-Just so you know,

I have cameras all
over this building.

-Job shouldn't take more
than a few hours.

Just need a day where
the office will be clear

so I can tear everything up.

-Sunday. I have my regular
tee time at the country club.

Office will be empty.

-Works for me.
-Fine!

Randy will let you in if
he hasn't burned the place

to the ground by then!

[globe squeaks]

- One time.

-Sunday, it is.

-How'd it go?

-This is gonna be a lot
harder than I thought.

-Oh.

Oh!

I went to, I went
to Sticky Fingers.

You know, really good ribs.

I had a coupon!
But it was expired,

but they took it anyway, so.

Still there? Gone?

-This ain't just gonna be
some smash and grab job.

Aside from the guard,

there are four security cameras,

all monitored by a closed
circuit system

located in the security office.

On top of that, the cash
is likely in this sucker,

the X2000.

Facial recognition,
laser sensors,

and a reinforced steel door.

That's the best personal
security lock

that money could buy.
-So, it's gonna be tough?

-Damn near impossible.
-[sighs]

-You need at least a five-man
crew to pull off a job this big,

and not just any five jokers
off the street.

We're talkin' specialists.

Somebody to keep Randy busy.

-Y'all don't know what
it's like to have a bird

that just talks,
and talks, and talks!

- Someone who can hack
into the camera system.

-I'll hack into
the DMV database

and hit that sucker with three
years' worth of parking tickets.

-A reliable wheelman.

-He cuts me off

and then has the nerve
to give me the bird?

-Someone who's light
enough on their feet

to avoid the laser sensors.

-I got named captain of
the double-Dutch team.

- And finally, we gonna need
a utility guy.

Jack of all trades.

- It's a birdhouse
with a secret compartment.

-If we can fill out this roster,
we might have a shot

at pulling this thing off.

-I think I know the crew
for the job!

-Alright, um...

[suspenseful music]

Come.

[exhales]

I just wanna thank y'all
for meeting with me today.

Before we get started,
I just wanna say that

what I'm about to ask you
goes above and beyond

the normal preacher-parishioner
relationship.

Each one of y'all
got a set of skills

I need to help save the church,
and normally,

I would never get ya involved
in something like this,

but I'm out of time
and I'm out of options.

So, if y'all don't wanna
get involved in this,

you wanna leave right now,
I completely understand and--

-Rev, Rev, Rev,
I think I speak for all of us

when I say there's nothing
that we wouldn't do

for you wan the church.

-Alright.

[sighs]
This Sunday,

in between the morning
and afternoon service,

we're gonna break into
Baxter Whitcomb's office

and take back the money
he stole from the church.

-Have you lost your mind?!
You know I have priors!

-GTA IRL!
- I'm in!

[Jack] No! No, no, you're not!

-Why us?

-Because I need a crew
I can trust.

Five people who have as much
at stake in this place as I do.

-That's sweet and all,
but none of us know

the first thing about
pulling off no heist!

-I thought of that.
That's why we've got Jordan!

-Yeah, didn't he go to prison?
- Twice.

-If he's been locked up twice,
he must not be very good at it.

-No, no, no, no, no,
not at all!

When Jordan was gang,
gang, gang,

he was a very accomplished
criminal!

-Oh, and that's supposed
to make us feel better?

-Okay, look--
-I mean, no offence.

-Look, I-I can't go to jail.

You know what they'll do
to me in there.

[Jack] Yeah, me-me neither!
I got a family to feed.

-Sorry, handsome, I'm out, too.

-Shame on y'all!

After everything this
church has done for us!

After your road rage
incident with city transit,

who gave you a job?

-Well, the church did.

-And Jack, after your wife
passed away,

who watched Skipper while
you were out working doubles?

-Well, the church.

-And Nas, who pitched in
to buy you that

little video game you're
always playing down here?

-Well, it said Santa,

but now I'm guessing
it was the church.

-And Skipper,

ain't nothin' wrong
with you, child.

You're just cute as a button.

But the point
I'm trying to make is

this whole thing
is bigger than us.

How the church goes,
so does this community.

Since I was a little girl,

this church has been
a beacon of hope

for the African American
community.

From Jim Crow to Civil Rights,

Monroe Baptist has been a place
our people could turn to

for strength and guidance.

We can't let someone
like Baxter Whitcomb

take that away from us.

He's trying to steal our faith!

So, now, we've got no choice
but to steal it back.

So, whatever you need,
Reverend,

I'm in.

***

-I'm in, too.

-Yeah, me too.

-You've got me!

-Me, too.
Yeah, I'm in.

***

-Agent Sykes.

So nice to see you out of
that unmarked car for once.

Thank you, Randy.

-I'm afraid I'm gonna be out
there until

I've got enough to take you in.

-Then, I hope those seats
have good lumbar support.

-You'll know soon enough.

-Something I can help you with?

-There's been another complaint
filed against you.

You stealing from churches now?

-Agent Sykes!
I am offended.

You know I would never
do something like that.

Unfortunately, God,
and the stock market,

work in mysterious ways.

-You seem to be doing alright!

-What can I say?
Some people lose their shirt;

others can afford
to buy a new one.

Well then, if there's nothing
else I can help you with.

-You could let me take
a look inside this safe.

-Sure thing! Just as soon
as you produce a warrant.

-Oh, don't you worry!
It's comin'.

-Until then, Agent Sykes,
nice to see ya.

[ominous music]

-All we have is three days
to prepare this thing,

and each of y'all
has a role to play.

-You want me to build suction
cup shoes or a plunger gun,

or something like that?

-Nope. New carpet dolly.

-Oh.

-With a secret compartment.

-Now you're talkin'.

-There's a big old door
that no one can get through,

so what we need you to do is,

we need you to crawl through
this teeny, tiny,

little tunnel
and drop down behind it,

and once you get there,

there's gonna be a bunch
of flashing lights,

so we need you to double-Dutch,

and keep double-Dutching
over those flashing lights,

to get to the big, old,
red button.

When you push that big, old,
red button,

the big, old door opens up,
and then you win the game!

Huh? How's that sound?

Did you, did you get
all that, Honey?

-I think so?

Basically, you need me to
crawl through an air duct,

avoid the rotating laser system,

and flip the manual override
switch that disables the alarm.

Unlock the reinforced
steel door

and allow the team to reach
the safe.

We watch a lot of spy movies.

-Need you to access
the security cameras

to loop and erase footage.
The only catch is,

it's a closed system,
so you can't hack in.

-I could access it remotely

using a wireless HDMI
transmitter.

-Yes! Yes! Okay,
we need one of those.

Alright, where do we get 'em,
like, the dark web,

the black market, or?

-Any electronics store.

The only thing I need is a
strong internet connection

with 100 yards of the mainframe.

-I think I know a place.

To keep up appearances,

you're gonna have to keep
your normal Sunday route

while shuttling us
to and from the heist,

so you gotta get passengers
off quick.

-You sure this old girl
is up to it?

-Oh, don't you worry, sugar.

She might have a few miles
on her,

but she's still all good
under the hood.

-More importantly,

a getaway driver has
got to keep their cool.

-You think you can handle that?

-[chuckles] I can handle
whatever you throw at me, baby.

And then some.

***

-But wait, there's more.

[disco music plays]

For the after party.

[laughing]

Every Sunday, my parents
would give me a nickel

to spend down the store
with the other children.

Back in those days,
we called them

"Buffalo-Di-Oh's"

because them old nickels used
to have buffaloes on 'em.

Two "Buffalo-Di-Oh's
for a dime" we used to say.

And mind you, that was
a lot of money back then.

Enough to buy you a hot ham
sandwich and a slice of pie,

with enough left over

to watch a two-part matinee
down the cinema.

Now, I... [exhales]

I can't remember
what my point was.

But how exactly
am I supposed to keep

this guard distracted?

-Just... be yourself.

-Well, I can do that!

[laughs] Been doin' that
for years!

[rope taps ground rhythmically]

[feet thud on ground]

[rope whistling through air,
rhythmic tapping]

-Yes!
[bell dings]

Yes! Yes!

-You all set for tomorrow?

-Lord willing.

-How you feeling?

-Nervous.

-I can imagine.

-But a bit excited, you know?

-Excited?

-I mean, there's a lot
of moving parts,

but if we just stick
to the plan,

then we're gonna be able
to pull this thing off.

-Pull what off?

[utensils clatter]
-[coughs]

-Benjamin!
Are you okay?

-Oh, yeah! I'm okay.

-You sure!?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

[knock on door]
Oh, don't worry about that.

Don't worry about that, baby.
You just, you've got some salad.

-But who, who is it?
- No one.

[mumbles] Just the FBI.
[clears throat]

Agent Sykes.

We're glad to see ya.

-Hope I'm not interrupting?

I know you've got
a big day tomorrow.

It being your last service
and all.

-Oh, yeah, yeah,
that's right.

Of course, yeah.

- I don't wanna take up
too much of your time,

but the reason I'm here
is I ran the plates

on that carpeting man
the other day.

The vehicle came back
registered to a member

of your congregation,
Jordan May.

Are you aware of Mr. May's
criminal history?

-We all have a past.

-Well, larceny, grand larceny,

breaking and entering,
armed robbery.

-Some more colorful
than others.

-Look, the last thing I wanna
do is accuse someone

like yourself of any wrongdoing,

but you have to admit,

it looks suspicious taking
a job from a known criminal,

who just so happens to be
working for the same man

who defrauded your church
out of $50,000.

-What're you trying to say?

For the next few days,
I'm gonna be tailing Mr. May,

and if he so much as scratches
his butt funny,

I'm gonna bust him
for interfering

with an ongoing federal
investigation,

along with anyone else
who might be involved.

So, for both your sakes,

let your man know that
I'll be watching him.

-Okay, Agent Sykes.

You have a great night.

-You too.
-Okay.

-Nighty.
-You take care...now.

-You got some explaining to do.

-That is the most ridiculous
thing I've ever heard!

What on earth made you think

you could pull something
like this off?

- Well, for one,
we have a solid crew.

-A solid crew!

You've got a backwards handyman,

a disgruntled bus driver,
two high school students,

and a 70-year-old chatterbox
running point!

-You forgot Jordan.

- Oh, I'm sorry,

who could forget
the carpet-laying ex-con

calling all the shots?!

-Look, it's a good plan.

-You've got the FBI
watching you!

-Technically,
they're watching Jordan!

-Benjamin, stop.

It's over!

-It can't be!

If this plan dies,
then so does the church,

and you know I can't let
that happen, Vanessa!

I just have to think.

-Benjamin, you heard her.

She's not playing around.

They've got Jordan all teed up.

Do you really want him
to do another 18?

-[echoey] Even picked up
a new hobby.

-[gasps] That's it!
That is it!

Oh, I got the perfect way
to keep Jordan safe

and keep Sykes off our backs.
It's all thanks to you, baby.

-Nuh-uh!
-I'm not involved in this!

No!
-It's your plan!

-What?
-You're part of the crew, now.

-Who says I wanna be part
of this mishmash crew?

-'Cuz it's in our marriage vows.

-And what vow was that?

-For better or worse.

[chuckles lightly]

And all this time, I thought
I was playing it safe,

marrying a preacher.

-Nope. You roll the dice.

-Stop.
-You know... you know that.

[birds chirp,
indistinct chatter]

[watch ticks rhythmically]

-[sighs] It's time.

[upbeat suspenseful music]

***

***

[engine rumbles]

[tires crunch]

[rope whooshes through air]

[spray hisses]

***

[bus engine sputters
and rumbles]

[knuckles crack]

-Suspect pulled into
parking lot

off of Beatrice Avenue
in blue carpeting van.

[Golfer] Fore!

-Thank you so much.
-Thank you so much.

-Thank you. God bless.
-Thank you.

[door closes]

-First service is complete.
Church is clear.

How're you lookin', Marge?

[radio clicks, static]

-Would be right on time

if some people would quit
draggin' their dang feet!

No, stop.

Calm. Count to ten.

-Nas, how're you and Gabs?

-We're in place.
Connecting to the Wi-Fi now.

[keys clicks]

[line rings]

-Jordan, you got
a visual on Sykes?

-Right behind me.
- Oh, good.

Whatever you do, don't
let her lose sight of ya.

-I don't like this changing up
the plan this last minute.

-You need an alibi. This is
the best way to keep you safe.

Everything's gonna be okay.

Just take it slow
and buy us some time.

Trust in God, and keep
your eye on the ball.

-You sure you still wanna
go through with this?

-When I became Reverend,

I took an oath to protect this
place by any means necessary.

If Moses can walk 40 years
in the desert,

and Jesus can die
on the cross for his people,

then I can risk going
to jail for mine.

-You know I love it when
you get all Biblical on me.

-Well, then, you better
start praying, baby,

because we gonna be
sinning tonight.

-Ooh! Hallelujah! Go!

-Alright.

[suspenseful music]

-Alright, you two ready?

Let's boogie!

[air whooshes, effort grunt]

Where the heck is this guy?

[cart rattles]

-Sorry, I'm late.

-Carpet guy?

-It's Jordan, actually.

-What is going on?

-What're you doing here?

-Looks like we've been
paired up together.

-Well, then, who's
installing my carpets?

-I got my team handling it.

-Your team?

[door creaks open]

-Hey, we're here
about the carpets.

-Where's the other guy?

-Boss don't work on Sundays.

-I'm gonna have to clear
this with Mr. Whitcomb.

[keys click, line rings]

[Baxter's phone buzzes]

-Any day, now.

What, are you gonna tee off
on a par 5 with a wedge?

-Oh, right. My bad.

-Hey, how 'bout we make this
a little more... interesting?

Say, $20 a hole?

-I thought we'd play
just a friendly game.

-Call it a gentleman's wager.

-I guess so!
You better pay up if I win.

[scoffs]
-Don't worry about me, pal.

I got bags of cash.

Go ahead.

-Hey, look, man.

We're both gonna get in trouble
if we don't get this done.

So, how 'bout you just
get on outta the way

and let us do our job.

-Alright.

-Okay, just push this.

Just go in front, just...
-Yeah! [grunts]

-get it... good.

[effort grunts]

[Jack's stomach
gurgles loudly]

-Leaving to pick up
the next group

for the afternoons service.
-Copy.

[engine starts]

[rumbling]

-Okay, you can start here,
in the hallway,

then the lobby.

My boss wants me in with you
when you're doing his office.

-Ow!
-What was that?

-[belches loudly]

-I'm gonna go do my rounds now.

I'll be back.

[Jack's stomach
gurgles loudly]

-[exhales] Nice cover.

-I don't get the connection,
here.

Are they working together?

[whacks grass]
[Baxter scoffs]

You do landscaping, too?

Because you're one hell
of a weedwhacker.

[thwacks ball]

Lucky shot.

[Jack's stomach
gurgles loudly]

-Hey, man, little help here?

-Just give me a second, Rev.
Ugh.

-I don't know what I'm doing!

-I thought that was part
of your job.

-Man, we didn't go through
carpet installation.

[hits cart, disco music plays]

- Everything okay here, fellas?

-The lights help detect mildew.

Technology.

-Oh, yeah?

Technology.

***

[slam, music stops]

[Benjamin] Hawk has left
the nest.

[footsteps thud]

-Parrot's outta the cage.

[keys jingle]

-Excuse me, young man,

would you mind giving me
directions?

-Of course, ma'am.
Where're ya headed?

-Well, you see, it's my
grand-niece's birthday.

I'd ask her mother,

but we aren't on speaking
terms, right now.

Last Christmas,
she wanted top open presents

the night before,
which I don't agree with.

Call me old-fashioned,
but when I was a child--

-Squawkbox engaged.

[stomach gurgles loudly, farts]

***

-Nas, which computer
do I plug it into?

-The mainframe.
-Which one's the mainframe?

-I don't know!
Just pick one.

[suspenseful music]

-Okay, I'm in.

[keys clack,
computer chimes]

-Not the mainframe.

I repeat, not a mainframe!

[cart rattles]

[stomach gurgles loudly]

[exhales]

Come on, come on, come on!

[keys clack]

[stomach gurgles]

-Alright, I'm in.

Get to work, and I'll start
looping the footage.

-Oh, thank God.

[drill whirrs,
grate clatters]

[pained grunt]

[stomach gurgles]

[knocks on cart]

-Are you okay?
Wake up. Let's go.

-Yeah, I'm alright.

Dad, are you okay?
-Okay, please.

No, there's no time!
Just get into the vent!

- But what about the--
- No, it's okay!

Everything's okay!
Just get in the vent.

-But what about the--
-[yells] Get in the vent!

There's no time, please!
Do you have your walkie?

Okay, good, good, good.
Just cover your ears

and plug your noses. There's
gonna be a big explosion.

[farts loudly]
-Oh!

[gasps for air]
-Oh.

[gas sputters loudly]

[effort grunts]

[gas sputters loudly]

-Oh, golly! Noooooo!!!

-Jack, you okay?

-He's gone.
It's just me, now.

-What do you mean,
he's gone?

-Just get to the vault door.
I'm almost in position.

[effort grunts]

[door creaks shut]

-Chickens are in the henhouse.

About to drop them off to roost.

How's it lookin' on your end?
-Clear skies.

Just waiting for baby bird
to leave the nest.

-Hang tight for pickup.

[grunts quietly,
grate rattles]

-Come on!

[grate creaks
and rattles]

Okay.

[lasers buzz]

Baby bird leaving the nest.

[quietly] * Miss Mary Mack,
Mack, Mack *

* All dressed in black,
black, black *

[landing thud]
Ooh!

* With silver buttons,
buttons, buttons *

***

[computer beeps]

-What the...?

-A gold golf ball.

Really?
[sucks his teeth]

[Nas] We've got a situation,
here.

You didn't tell me
the free Wi-Fi

had a 30-minute limit.

-Well, how was I supposed
to know that?

-You said you come here
all the time!

-Not for half an hour!

I put down a rack of ribs
in five minutes, flat!

-Okay, well I'm about
to lose the feed.

-Hold on, we're almost there.

Skipper, how ya doin', Honey?

Reaching the override button.

What?! Hmm!

It's not working!

Rev, there's a button
and a lever!

You have to do both
at the same time,

but I can't reach it!

-But that wasn't part
of the plan!

-I'm gonna have to hack into
the restaurant's home Wi-Fi.

-Alright, do it!
-It'll take a few minutes

and I won't be able
to loop the feed.

-What does that mean?
-It means get somewhere

where there ain't any cameras.

Alright, um...
going dark in 5...

4...

3...

2...

and...1.

[computer beeps,
landing thud]

-Whew! I made it.

[gas sputters loudly]
-Occupied!

[gas sputters loudly]
-Repenting for my sins.

[sputtering intensifies]
Oh!

-Oh! It's in my mouth.

[gas sputters loudly]

-Oh, why does it smell
like turnips?!

I don't know if these two
are in cahoots or what,

but that man, Jordan,
is a terrible golfer.

-You almost done? I can't take
much more of this guy's mouth.

-We've got big problems.
Nas lost the feed,

Skipper's trapped in the safe,
and Jack--

-I ate Gabs' brownies!
[gas sputters]

-Hold up, what do you mean,
she's trapped in the safe?

-There's a button and a lever!

-Yo! What's the hold up?
Let's go!

-Look, I gotta go. Send
somebody in there after her.

-Well, what'd he say, Rev?

-One of us has to go in
after her!

[gas sputters]

-Don't look at me!
I'm indisposed, man!

-Oh, Lord!

-Down $200 by the 10th hole.

Looks like my carpets are
about to be free-ninety-nine!

Matter of fact,
I'm gonna call my guy,

see how your boys are doin'
with that installation.

Or, we could go $100 a hole?

Give me a mulligan.

Chance to win my money back.

Unless that's too rich
for your blood.

Why don't we make it
$200 a hole?

Now, we're talkin'.

[chuckles]

***

I was thinkin',
with this westerly wind,

I got a clear shot to the pin
with my 3-iron.

Nice and easy, up and down.

-Okay.

-Better have my money.

***

***

[sand patters]

-You want some sunscreen?
A beach towel?

[smacks dirt, dirt patters]
-Ugh!

-How 'bout some flip-flops?

[exasperated exhale]

***

[light tap]

-Ugh!
[club whooshes]

[music intensifies]

Your shot.
[clears throat]

-Hmm.

-He's hustling him!

-Ha! Mine's closer.

[ball clatters in cup]

-Close only counts in
horseshoes and hand grenades.

-What?!

[Jack] Don't screw up!
You've gotta really

Lather yourself up!
Get it all over.

-You really think
this will work?

-It did that time Nas got his
head stuck in the bannister

at church.
-Okay, I think I'm ready!

-Okay.

-Ah!

Okay, okay. Okay.

[wobbly] No.

[grunts]

-Uh...[grunts]

[light tap,
Clubs rattle]

[Baxter clears throat]

[chuckles lightly]

[starts cart engine,
gravel crunches]

[grunting]

Ah! I'm stuck! Ah!

Ahhhh! I'm stuck!

-Well, ya gotta wiggle a bit,
like a fish swimming upstream!

[grunts]

[metal rumbles loudly]

[chuckles cheerfully]

Ah! Ah!

-Reverend Wright?
-Hey!

[grunts]

I'm here to save you,
Skipper!

-Alright. [grunts]

-Come grab my hand,
I'll pull you up.

-But what about the mission?
-Forget it.

Your safety's more important
than all that. Come.

Come here. Come on. Hey!
-Ugh!

It's the soap. Ah!

[grunting]

Come on!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
-Careful!

-Whoa!

* Miss Mary Mack,
Mack, Mack *

* All dressed in black,
Black *

* With silver buttons,
buttons, buttons *

* All down her back,
back, back *

* She jumped so high,
high, high *

* She reached
the sky, sky, sky *

[Button clicks, lever clicks,
door clunks open]

[happy exhales]

-We did it!
[laughs joyously]

-We did it!
-Yes, they did! Yes!

-They did it!

[flushes toilet]

-Yeah!! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Okay, y'all, I'm gonna...
we should get on.

-And I turned to him and said,

"If there's a catfish,
then where's his whiskers?"

And he said...

-Lady, I've gotta get back
to work.

Good luck with... everything.

-Stall! Stall!
-But, but my directions!

-Lady, you're making
my ears bleed.

[soft spiritual music]

[door creaks and shuts]

Chickens are home to roost.

Mother hen is heading back
for dust-off.

[loud rock music starts]

Now we're talkin'!

I've decided to discontinue
surveillance on the suspect.

It appears his only goal
was to hustle

some money out of the target,
using a calculated misdirection.

[chuckles] Hit him
with the old long con.

***

It was a long con!

***

-Some brownies, eh!

How ya feelin'?

-[exhales] Like I could
walk on water!

[laughing]

1... 2... 3!

[grunting]
[thuds heavily]

-How much is in this thing?
-I haven't checked,

but it feels like
a fortune! [laughs]

[Nas] Hawk's heading
back to the nest.

-All clear!
Package is secure.

We're ready for dust-off.
-You guys still have to grab

the wireless transmitter,
or they're gonna be able

to track the serial
number back to us.

-You go. I'll meet ya
at the back door.

Alright! [pants]

[grunting]

-Oh, man!

-If you need directions so bad,
go buy yourself a map!

-I never heard a man
in uniform

talk to an old lady like that!

-Oh!

-Ma'am, if you don't clear
this property immediately,

I'll be forced to do more
than just talk.

You understand?

-All clear.
You've got five minutes

to get out of there before
the loop ends, so hurry up!

-Oh, I understand just fine!
-Oh no!

-Oh no, what?

[front door opens]

[suspenseful music]

[hard thud, grunts]

-Respect your elders!
-Oh, snap!

-What, what happened?

-Gabs done drop him
like a bad habit!

-[chuckles] Thank God
she keeps that thang on her.

Alright, meet us round back.
Marge will be here soon.

[sighs]
It's all I got on me.

-It's all good. I'll just add
it to the rest of my bill.

-Hey!

I'm not stupid.

I know what you did out there.
You hustled me.

-As a mediocre golfer once said,

a sucker's born every minute!

-Was that... was that me?

Hey! Was that supposed
to be me!

[grunting]
-Easy.

[cart rattles]

[Gabby chuckles]

-I can't believe
we pulled this off.

-I know!
-It's a miracle!

Ah! I just feel like
I'm forgetting something.

[Skipper] Yeah, me!
-Right!

[Skipper knocks inside cart]
[gasps for air]

-Oh, Sweetie. I'm so sorry,
Sweetie.

You're okay.

-Nas, how're we doin' on time?
-Right on the money.

-Speaking of money,

you know, today,

with the strength of God
and the spirit of teamwork,

we pulled off the impossible.

It's just like the Good Book
says,

"blessed is the righteous man,

for he doth reap
what he does sow."

And whatever--
-With all due respect,

we can listen to you
preach later.

Just open up that bag
and let's count this loot!

[engine rumbles]
[unzips bag, honking]

-Well, come on!
How much is in there?

-Is it more than you expected?

[Nas] A million?
[Skipper] Two million?

-Come on, man! Ha, ha!

***

[door creaks open]

Let's go, y'all!
Clock's tickin'!

[turns engine off]

What're you all gawking at?

Some golf clubs?
[All] What?

There has to be some cash
in here, somewhere.

-No!
-Well, check the pockets, man!

-Where is everything?

-Don't blame yourself, Reverend.

You tried your best.

-There is nothing in there,
either!

-No, I didn't.

[Nas] There's nothing?
[Skipper] No!

-First, I lost all
the church's money.

Then I put you five in danger,
trying to steal it back.

That's not me at my best.

That's me at my worst.

What kind of man
have I become?

-A man of God!

The Shepherd of our flock.

Sometimes the Shepherd
has to make hard decisions

in order to protect us
from wolves

and other such things!

That doesn't make you
a bad man;

it makes you a strong leader,

willing to risk everything
for his people.

That's what a good man is.

Wow, this guy was a really
good golf player.

It's a bunch of ones,
and two,

and zeroes on this scorecard.

-Ain't no zeroes in golf.
Let me see that!

-[echoey] We need proof of an
illicit offshore account.

[upbeat music]

[laughs excitedly]

These ain't golf scores!

Oh, this little baby's
gonna save the church!

[phone rings]

-Hey! Hey, Jordan, great news!
It turns out that--

-No time! I just wrapped
the back nine

and my tail's gone AWOL.

-Is that some golf term, or...?
-Sykes is gone!

She's probably on her way back
to Baxter's office, as we speak.

-We got to go! We gotta go!
Let's go!

-Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
-Come on, grab this.

-One second. Okay.
-He's got it! Come on.

-Push. Push! Push it!

Now Marge, I usually
don't condone speeding,

but given the circumstances--
-Ah! Say no more, Rev!

Buckle up, y'all!!

[tires screech]
-Ah!

[laughs]

[upbeat music]

-Okay. Okay.

-Good afternoon.

Hi.

Hi, good afternoon.

[music intensifies]

[gasping]

-Hey! No gettin' sick
in my van!

You better swallow it!

-Ah! There!

-Afternoon, Mrs. Wright.

I need to speak with
the Reverend, quickly.

-Uh, well, we're just about
to start our service.

-It'll only take a second.

-Oh, it's the fuzz!
Turn around back!

-You know what?
In that case...

-Wasn't that your church van?
-No, I don't think so.

Uh, just follow me.

-On second thought, I think
I'll just wait out here.

Don't wanna bother the Reverend
before his final service.

-It's no bother.
-I insist.

-Uh, okay.

I guess I'm just gonna
get the choir started.

***

[choir sings]

-You're goin' the wrong way,
dear.

Front of the church
is this way!

-I know, I'm just-

[garbage can crashes]
-Ah!

[upbeat suspenseful music]

[gasps, pants]

***

***

[cat screeches]

[gravel crunches]

[choir sings in distance,
Benjamin whistles]

[knocking on door]

-Reverend Wright,
we need to talk!

[sputters]

[boxes crash]

-Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,
you're killin' me!

-Hello?

Somebody there?

[running footsteps thud]

-Oh, Lord! Not again!

[grunts]

[effort grunts]

***

[footsteps thud quickly]

***

What do we have here?

***

[choir sings in background]

[rushing thudding footsteps]

[toilet flushes]

-Agent Sykes.

Was that you doin'
all that knocking?

-Hope it's okay
I let myself in.

-Oh, of course.
Sorry to keep you waiting.

I just had to exorcise some
demons before the next service,

you know.
-Didn't need to know all that.

-Well, what can I help you with?

-Well, you see, Reverend,

I got this feeling, a sneaking
suspicion I just can't shake,

and I think you hold
the key to all of it?

-Me?

-I don't wanna take up
any more of your time,

but before I go,
I need to know one thing...

when was the last time Baxter
Whitcomb was at your church?

-Baxter Whitcomb, uh,
you know, I don't know.

Maybe sometime last week.
Just...

-You're sure about that?

-Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
[clears throat]

Yes. Yes.

-Okay. That's all
I needed to hear.

-Wait, that's it?

You came all the way
down here for that?

-No, there is one more thing.

I just wanna say
how sorry I am

for what's happened
to your church.

From what I've heard,

your services will be missed
in this community.

-Oh, well thank you very much,
Agent Sykes,

that's very sweet of you say.

Oh, would you like to join us
for our final service?

I mean, all are welcome.
-I'd love to,

but I'm afraid something's
just come up

that requires my immediate
attention.

But best of luck to you,
Reverend.

-And to you, Agent Sykes.

Uh, call it divine intervention,

but I believe you're gonna find
whatever you need

to take down Baxter Whitcomb.
-I think so, too.

It's like they always say,

God never closes a door
without opening a window.

[ominous music]

* I'm gonna lay down
my burden *

* Down by the riverside

* Down by the riverside

* Down by the riverside

* I'm gonna lay down
my burden *

* Down by the riverside

* To study war no more

-I had a sermon prepared
for today's service.

But given the circumstances,
I think it's best

I just speak from the heart.
[All] Mm-hmm.

-Words cannot describe
how terrible I feel

about losing the church's money.

I thought I could
take out a loan,

fix this place up,
all by myself.

When all I needed to do
was look around

at the perfectly capable crew

standing beside me.

Because what is a chapel
without a congregation?

Or a church without community?

We are what give
this building life.

While there may be a lot
of history

in these bricks and boards,

we're the ones
who put it there!

We're the ones that gave it
all meaning.

[Congregation] Yes!
-So, whatever happens...

[Man] That's the truth,
right there!

-we will continue to build
our proud history,

brick by brick, board by board!

[All] Mm-hmm. Yes!

-That being said, I have no
plans of leaving this place.

They may have our backs
against the wall

and our feet to the fire,

but that ain't nothin' new
for us now, is it?

[All] No, sir!
-We will persevere

because we have persevered,

for years, for decades,
for centuries!

This old beat-up chapel's
proof enough of that!

Can I preach it
like I feel it, y'all!

- Preach!

-I will not give up
or back down.

Won't be told to move along

because this ain't just
about a building, y'all.

This is about our history.

Our heritage!
[Man] Amen!

-And as I stand before you
today,

I promise each and every one
of you, as God as my witness,

this building, this church,

this community, will be here

for long, long, long, long,

long, long, long time!

Come hell, come high water,
or the second coming!

Can I get an Amen?
[All] Amen!

-Can I get an Amen?
[All] Amen!

[Man] Woo! That's what
I'm talking about.

[cheering and applause]

[Man] Amen!

-[sighs]

Oh, you gotta be kidding me!

What the hell happened to you?

-I got jumped while
I was doing my rounds.

It was a big guy,
seven feet tall.

I got a few good shots in,
though.

Don't care. What's going
on with these carpets?

-Oh, they uh,
they left a note.

[footsteps squish]

-Randy! We've been robbed!

[sirens wail]

Oh, thank God.
They've been notified.

[pounding on door]
[Man] FBI!

-Where is it?
I just had it!

[items clatter]

-It's not in the van!
-Or in the hallway!

-Nothing in the back alley
either!

-Alright, just keep lookin'!

It's gotta be around here
somewhere!

-What are y'all looking for,
anyway?

-Reverend, where's the cash?

Oh, phew! You scared me
for a second, there.

What are these?

-Golf clubs.
-I can see that.

Where's the take from the safe?
-You're looking at it.

-So, then, what are
we looking for?

-A scorecard!
-A scorecard?

-Scorecard? What, you wanna
double check his handicap,

or something?
-No!

It had a routing number on it,
like the one Sykes showed me.

If we can get that to the FBI,

they can use it to track
down our money!

But I can't find it!

-Y'all heard the man,
keep looking! Keep looking!

[Nas] Rev!
-Ha!

Y'all gotta come see this.

-Let's go, let's go.
-Come on. Go, go, go.

-I'm standing outside
the office

of local financial advisor,
Baxter Whitcomb,

who, as you can see,
has just been apprehended

after being accused
of defrauding his clients

out of nearly half
a million dollars.

With me now is lead
investigator,

Special Agent Sherry Sykes.

Agent Sykes, how were you
and your team

able to bring Mr. Whitcomb
to justice?

[Sherry] Due the ongoing nature
of this investigation,

I'm afraid I can't share much,
but what I will say

is we recovered a document
on the property

of one of Mr. Whitcomb's
victims,

linking the suspect to an
illicit offshore bank account.

-And how were you able to make
such a miraculous discovery?

-I don't wanna say
it was Divine Intervention,

but the Lord does work
in mysterious ways.

-How'd she get that?!

It must've fell out of my
pocket when I was climbing in

through the window!
[All laugh excitedly]

-Shh! Quiet, quiet!
She's still talking!

-What's the likelihood that
his victims will be

getting his money back?

-As of now, we've only
recovered a fraction

of the misappropriated funds
in his offshore account.

We have enough to prosecute,
but unfortunately,

not enough to pay everyone
back at this time.

-So, what's that mean?

-It means it's over.
We lost.

[defeated sigh]

-Sorry.

[deflated sigh]

-I mean, we tried. Right?

Come on.

***

[Gabby] Can't believe this
is the last time

I'm ever gonna set foot
in this church.

[Jack] What will you do now,
Rev?

-Keep preaching how I feel it.

I meant what I said earlier.

This congregation is stronger
than any building.

The message ain't ever gonna
change.

At the end of the day,
it's not about where you're at,

it's about who you're with.

Still would've been nice
to get that money, though.

-Mm-hmm.
-[laughing]

-I keep thinking to myself,

if it's not in the account,
where's all that money?

-I could've sworn it would've
been in that safe.

I mean, who uses the X2000
as a gym locker?

-We break into the most
sophisticated safe in the world

just to bag some
measly old golf clubs.

-Ain't even worth the gas money
it cost to get us there.

-You mind?
-Be my guest.

-Oof! These are a lot heavier
than mine.

No wonder he's so bad.

-Y'all, check out Tiger Hood,
over here.

-How'd you do out there,
anyway?

-Man, I was money!
Literally.

-You beat Baxter?

-Beat him?
I embarrassed him!

What can I say, I'm a natural.
-Sure you are.

- Yeah. Maybe a natural
disaster.

[chuckling]

-Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Y'all don't believe me?

Wow, okay, watch this.

I'm gonna chip it right up
to the choir risers.

-Mm-hmm, let's see
that backswing, baby.

-[chuckles] Okay.

[ball clangs,
window shatters]

-Oh!

-Oh, is that what they
call a hole in one?

-One in the window!
-I'm telling y'all,

it's this club, man!
This thing is heavy!

[suspenseful music]

-[echoey] Well, at least
you're keeping your cross on.

-[echoey] Old family heirloom.

Well, you know what they say,

God and gold are the only two
things that don't depreciate.

[ding]

[scratches club]

-Honey, are you alright?

[club clangs]

[laughs excitedly]

It's gold! Solid gold!

That's how he hid
all the money!

[All] What?!

-Looks like you tripled
your investment after all.

[laughing]

[Gospel music]

***

* There was a time I thought
I lost my soul, yeah *

* You can find me wandering
down the wrong road, yeah *

* You kept your angels
by my side, yeah *

* Even when I lost
my will to smile, God *

* I'm gonna lay down
this world *

* Shoulder up
[overlapping singing]

* Take it home to my Jesus

* It cuts deeper and deeper

* Stepping out on faith,
yeah *

* It never left my side

* It was not this,
not this *

* Stepping out faith,
yeah *

* 'Cause you gave your life

* Take it home to my Jesus

* And it got brighter
and brighter again *

* Take it home to my Jesus

* And it got brighter
and brighter again *

* Take it home to my Jesus

* It got brighter
and brighter again *

[Organs final notes,
Gospel song ends]

***

***