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- You know I'm gonna kill you, right?

- If you kill me, I'm gonna kill you back.

- Why did you do that? - Because you shouldn't

have gotten in the car with him.

- LEAH: I can't believe she would do what she did.

- You should let me punch him one time.

- Punch me in my face, please.

- LEAH: She is grounded.

- I'm not grounded. - Yes, you are.

- Well, I'm going out again.

- PHILIP: You better not leave. - Watch me.

- Hold me, Cora. - Well, let him go, Cora!

- Stop! - Don't tell me to stop it.

What you need to be worried about is that little

fast daughter of yours. - What are you talking about?

- She snuck out with that boy. - Did she leave?

- That's what the hell I've been telling you!

- ♪

- Ooh, Cora. - Huh?

- Oh, I had to go and let some of that water go.

Done had me fulled up. - Well--

well, you drunk enough. - I did.

- Are they back yet? - Cora,

that girl in trouble.

- Well, she should be in trouble, Mr. Brown.

- Yeah, her little fast tail. - Now don't say that.

- What? She just left out of here with that boy.

Well, technically, he's "a man."

- Well, she is a teenager, and she will learn.

- Yeah, but if she was my daughter--

- What would you do?

- I'd make her walk around with an X on her chest.

- [laughing]

You mean--you mean an A.

- An A? What, um--why--

- For "The Scarlet Letter."

- Cora, who is Scarlet?

- Mr. Brown.

- And why would Scarlet be walking around

with an A on her chest?

She should be walking around with an S.

- Why S?

- Duh, think, Cora, think.

- What? - Scarlet, the letter.

You don't know your ABCs?

Ooh, you're a teacher?

- Never mind, Mr. Brown.

- That girl would be in so much trouble,

if that was you.

- I would have never done that,

because Madea would've killed me.

- You know before your mama started stripping,

she was a bouncer, right?

And one day, one of the girls didn't come in,

and then they said, "Madea, you gonna have to start stripping."

- What? - Yes!

And she went up there on that pole,

her first day was a disaster.

she climbed up that pole, and she was so big,

the thing tilted, it had her on like antenna on the thing.

- Stop-- - She was just waving,

swaying around, Cora, it-- - Stop talking about her.

- You know how your mama used to end her show?

- What? - She would sprinkle

some gold dust in her butt cheeks,

and she'd make 'em clap,

and dust would go all over the audience!

- Okay, that's enough, Mr. Brown.

- But if that lil' girl was Mabel's daughter,

she'd be in a casket or a cast.

- Well, I hope they find her.

- Me, too. But if they don't find her,

we can still use that insurance money.

- Why would you say something like that?

- Well, if they don't find her, they don't find her.

- You want 'em to find her.

- Yeah.

- ♪

♪ No matter what you do I love you ♪

♪ No matter where you go, I'm behind you for sure ♪

♪ Always remember, blood ain't never water ♪

♪ We'll make it if we stay together ♪♪

- ♪

- Cora? - CORA: Yeah?

- Where you at?

Cora, don't you know she just walked right out the door?

- Yes, Mr. Brown.

- Don't she know how dangerous it is out there?

- I'm sure she does.

- I mean, people being trafficked

and people coming up missing all the time, Cora,

it could be just--it could be terrible!

She could be hurt out there somewhere, Cora,

laying lonely by herself.

- What--what are you doing, Mr. Brown?

- I'm trying to make you feel better.

- By saying that?

- Yeah, you look worried.

- Don't try to make me feel better.

- That's the thanks I get for trying to help you.

- Well, thank you so much. - You asked me for help.

I didn't ask you for nothing.

- Well, don't do me no favors, okay?

- Well, I ain't ask you for nothing, you asked me.

I'm trying to help you. - Well, thank you.

- But next time you need help, don't ask me.

- You--you know what? How 'bout you get up and find--

go find something to do. - Well, I'm gonna just go

watch my show then. - Go ahead, do that.

- Cora, you know what my show is about?

- What? - My show is about this girl

who was going to school one day,

and a van with no windows, no nothing, the way to get out,

and the van man snatched her up in the van,

and took the little girl away, Cora!

- Why are you doing that?

- What? She was trafficked.

She could have been trafficked.

- Mr.-- - Cora, do you know they try

to traffic me one day. - Mr. Brown.

They tried to traffic you? - Somebody was trying

to sex traffic me.

- What were they gonna do with you?

- MR. BROWN: They tried-- - Oh, my Lord.

Don't worry about him.

He ain't gonna never learn. - Uh.

- He's stupid. - You're stupid.

- No, you're the one-- - Okay, y'all don't start that.

I thought you asleep.

- I--I was worried.

- Not too worried, you let her go.

- Well, I was distracted by the loss of my weed!

- Ah, get over that.

That stuff out there wasn't no good anyway.

- Yeah, I'll get over it as soon as you dead.

- Well, kill me. - I will.

- Well, kill me. - Oh no, no problem.

- If you feel like killing. - Would you two stop it?

Sit down! - Cora, stop pushing me,

you know I'm old, you'll break my hip, Cora.

See? Look. I can't-- Cora, look at me.

- [crash] - Look, look.

Mr. Vinny, do you have any idea where she could go?

- No, I don't have any idea where she could go.

- Stop that, this is not the time, alright?

- Oh, man.

- Well, maybe you could call his daddy.

- The sheriff? - Yes, the sheriff.

- Ah, no, we can't do that. - Why not?

- Yeah, because I got all this stuff in the back--ah, that fool

done cut it down, I don't even have nothing now.

- Now--what--well--okay, well, what is his number?

- Hell if I know.

- What do you mean? - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Cora, you mean to tell me y'all don't know the number

to dial the police?

Y'all just dumb and "clu-able."

- CORA AND VINNY: What do you mean dumb?

- Everybody in the world know the number

to dial the police is 911.

- Mr. Brown, you cannot call 911 for a non-emergency.

- Why not?

- 'Cause it wouldn't be good.

- Well, what you calling it for?

- Right before I kill you in a few minutes.

- If you wanna murder somebody, murder--

- I've wanted to murder you since you showed up.

- Well, come on, Murder She Wrote.

- --she will kill. - Well, if you wanna do.

- Hey, will y'all please calm-- you sit down,

and don't get back up. - Cora, I think you broke

my tibia.

Look, now--now, do you know the number?

- Hmm-mm. No. - Well, let me look it up.

- Oh, no, Cora, I'mma look it up in the Yellow Pages.

- Mr. Brown, don't nobody use the Yellow Pages no more.

- The devil is a liar. I use the Yellow Pages.

- What are you gonna use the Yellow Pages for?

- For the numbers, that's what I use it for.

- Well, I could just look it up on my phone.

- Duh, I could find the Yellow Pages.

- Okay. - Vinny, where the Yellow Pages?

- Duh, I don't know. Next to the White Pages.

- Where the White Pages?

- Damn it, I stopped using the phonebook in 1978, man.

- Ah, come on with the cussing there,

Mr. Vinny. - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- I'll find it, I'll find it, Cora.

- Okay, I'm gonna look it up. Let me see.

- Cora, the Yellow Pages-- - You know what?

I got it, I got it, I got it.

- You found it that quick, Cora?

- I did, I did. On my phone.

- Cora, you something like a numbers prophet.

- Well, I-- - What's the numbers

to the lottery? - I don't know, Mr. Brown.

- I'm gonna read your mind: 555-555--

- Would you stop it? - 7.

- The--It's ringing. - Okay.

- Uh, hello. - Hello.

- Is this the sheriff?

This the sheriff's office?

- Luckett. - CORA: Uh--

- Luckett, like-- - Hey!

- It rhyme. - Sheriff Luckett?

Yes, um, my name is

Cora Simmons. - Cora, Let me talk to him.

I can get it out of him. I can get it out of him.

Let me talk to him. - What are you doing?

- Hello? Yes.

This is Detective Leroy F. Brown.

The F is for Finding little girls that's been taken

by the sheriff's son.

You better tell us where her body is, 'cause I'm coming.

I have a unique set of skills.

And I will hunt you down! - Give me this!

I'm so sorry, sir.

I was trying to find this baby--but is your son

named Lindor?

Yes. Well, okay-- with Sandra, yes.

Yes, that's her name, yes, sir.

Yes, okay, no-- no, thank you.

Oh, alright. Thank you so much, sir.

Okay, alright, y'all. - What--what they say, Cora?

- Well, he said-- - They found her body,

didn't he? - What'd he say?

Will you shut up? What he say?

- Hush. He said he hadn't seen 'em, but he'll be over here

as soon as he can.

- He's coming over here? - Yes, sir,

he on his way. - Oh, no, he can't do that.

- Well, why?

- Because I got all this-- well, he done cut it down.

Just let him come. - Cora,

he gonna come over here? - Yes, he's coming

as soon as he can, he's coming. - And he's gonna bring

the body with him?

Did they find her, Cora? - Would you stop saying that?

- What? - Willfully, she's alive.

She's alive, Mr. Brown. - Oh, you ain't no

real Christian. - I am a Christian.

You sit down and hush and pray.

- Lord!

Bless this woman-- - Pray--pray quiet,

to yourself. - Oh, my God.

- [inaudible mumbling]

- Don't start that again.

- We don't even need to see your lips moving.

- Would y'all stop it? - Think about--

- Please don't start that again, Mr. Vinny.

- No-- - Talking to the Lord

in sign language. - VINNY: No, don't

sign-language the Lord,

keep him up here. - CORA: Come on you two!

Get on one accord for once!

- ♪

- Uh. - Hey.

- I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

- Thank you, Mr. Brown.

- Did y'all find her?

- No, we didn't find her. - Cora, this is bad!

- Would you-- - Cora, this is bad!

- Would you stop it?

- I'm panicking for 'em.

That's how you panic.

- You're not helping, Mr. Brown.

I'm sorry, too, guys. - Oh, it's okay, Cora.

You know, it's really not your fault.

- Why is she looking at me like that?

- She's not looking at you.

- Yes, she is, I'm looking at her look at me.

- And I'm looking at her look at him looking at her

looking at you like that.

- And I'm looking at you looking at her looking

at me like that. - Would you all--

- Stop. She's upset.

- Yes.

- Look, I didn't let her leave.

- Well, you didn't try to stop her either, did you?

- Oh, this what we doing, huh? - Mm.

- I'm so sick of you.

You know what? Just drop it.

- I was in shock that my weed was gone.

- Ah, man, get over that. Get over that weed stuff.

You ain't gonna keep brought it up in my face.

- Wait a minute now. - I'm pulling up in your face,

I'm gonna throw these up in your face.

- Would y'all two stop it?

Just sit down! - Cora!

- And let it go, Mr. Vinny.

Just let it go. - Whoa!

Whoa! I ain't gonna be taking two more of them pushdowns

in the chairs, okay?

I'm gonna take one. I'm to not take three like--

like him.

You don't cuss, and you push like that?

- Cora, I can't move. Look how you push me.

That's how I'm stuck, Cora.

- Now that push was not saved.

- You should ask for forgiveness.

- You should ask for forgiveness.

- Say sorry to both of us. - Lord, forgive me.

- VINNY: Yes. - You didn't push the Lord.

- You know, it's just crazy that this little girl

would just up and leave and just go like--

- I know, baby-- - We went everywhere.

- I know. Stay calm, okay.

- Where could she be, Jeremy?

- CORA: That's right, she's worried.

- You know how these teenagers are.

These new "memululs." "Menols."

- Millennials. - Milelmi--mimelimi--

Memululs--Cora, it's hard out there in them streets.

A kid could be taken in an unmarked van.

You know people getting "kip-napped" there all the time.

- Kidnapped. - "Kip-nap" in unmarked vans.

- You're not helping, Mr. Brown.

Just don't. - Well, what, Cora?

I'm trying to make her feel better.

- You're not doing it. You're not--you're not--

you're not...succeeding at all.

- What if somebody tried to sex traffic you in an unmarked van?

- Mr. Brown, we're not talking about me right now.

We're talking about Sandra.

- They gonna have to be strong.

- Would you stop it?

- Remind me not to help no matter else around here.

- Uh, Jeremy, I did call the sheriff,

and he said he'll be here as soon as he can, okay?

- Okay. Thank you, Cora. I appreciate that.

- You two. - What?

- Gonna call the sheriff and the coroner.

- Why?

- Because that little girl just pulled up.

She just pulled up, Jeremy.

And I am about to kill her!

Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

- CORA: Oh. - Oooh.

- I just talked to her yesterday about this.

- Well, it must not have been good enough.

- Mr. Brown, if you don't shut your mouth!

- See? I ain't gonna help nobody else.

- Be quiet! Please! - Okay.

- ♪

- Calm down, it's okay.

- I'm fine. I am fine.

- No, she's not. - No, she's not.

- I am!

- Oh, you don't look fine.

- Show her how to look fine.

- Let me see how you look fine. Show you--

You don't look like neither one of those.

If she fine, why she looking like that?

- Because I am about to kill that little girl, that's why.

- Ooh. See all this beige on beige crime has got to stop.

- Baby. - Huh?

- I'm not talking to you.

- Well, you was looking over here at me.

- why would I call you baby?

- I don't know, I just-- I just met you.

I don't know what you-- uh-huh.

- Mr. Brown. - It's a new century.

- Mr. Brown!

- Come on, let me them talk to they daughter.

- Cora, I ain't nobody. I ain't ready to go.

- Well, we have a long drive, Mr. Brown.

- Uh, nah, I thought we was gonna be staying here.

- Well, wait a minute, y'all moving in?

- Yes.

- Why?

- Because we are part owners.

- We ain't never talked about that.

- Yes, we did. - Yes, we did.

- Well, I don't remember that at all.

- That's 'cause you too busy smoking all that dope.

- I can't smoke all that dope,

because you cut my damn weed down.

I ain't got no weed! - Okay, that's the last time

you throw that up in my face.

- No, I'm gonna throw more than that.

I'm gonna throw these up in your face.

- Would y'all stop it?

- Cora, ain't nobody-- - Sit down!

- Oh, whoa, whoa. - Cora, I think you broke

my back. - VINNY: Hold up.

Hold up, Christian lady. Let me tell you something.

I ain't gonna be taking too many pushdowns in the chair.

- I'm standing back up, 'cause I ain't scared of you.

- You know what? I said we going home.

Come on, let's go. - Cora, I don't wanna go home.

I wanna see what's gonna happen.

- Mr. Brown, I'm serious. Let's go.

We'll see y'all tomorrow.

- Okay. Thank you.

- And you try to stay calm, okay?

- I'm gonna try. - Yeah.

Oh, it's gonna be so much blood on this floor

when she-- - Mr. Brown!

- Huh?

- Just leave her alone. - She called me.

She called me. - Would you go get in the car?

- You want something? - Bye-bye.

- Bye-bye. - Bye-bye-bye.

- Cora, don't be pushing me. - You just come on.

- Cora, why you pushing me? - 'Cause it's time to go.

- [doorbell rings] - We gotta go. Leave!

- Oh, Cora, here come the girl.

Oh, we--I gotta see this. - CORA: I said come on.

- MR. BROWN: I ain't ready to go.

You mean to tell me that boy just drove off

and didn't even come in here and speak to nobody?

Can you hear me?

You can't hear me?

- I can hear you just fine.

- Oh, you--you trying to get smart.

- Sandra, just sit down.

- That's what I said.

You might wanna stretch before you whoop her.

Her butt ain't that big.

You can get it with one hand. - Mr. Brown!

- Nah, you wanna stretch. - Please!

- You don't wanna make no sudden moves

with them kind of thighs.

I'm trying to say-- - Would you go get in the car?

- She finn' to get her. - Just go.

- Ooh, ooh. - We'll see y'all.

- Use a number two belt.

- CORA: Just get out of here. Go get in the car.

- Baby, just be calm.

- You stay calm. - [doorbell rings]

- I will. - Mm-hmm, you need to,

'cause somebody gonna have to get me out of jail.

- [doorbell rings] - I left my keys.

- You left your keys? You're not even driving.

- Don't worry, I--I got your bail money.

I thought you'd all be whooping by now.

- Would you come on? - Cora, I thought I left

my keys. - You don't have no keys.

I'm driving.

- You put on some jeans and a pair of warm-ups,

you won't even feel it that much.

- CORA: Just come on. - She gonna hit you on the back.

- ♪

- Grandpa? - Yep?

- You mind going to your room for a minute, please?

- Well, why I gotta go to my room? I ain't done nothing.

I mean, I'm just sitting here.

She the one that been way out and where nobody know

where the hell she was.

She come in, and now I got to go to my room?

- Grandpa! - I don't wanna go in there.

It stank in there.

- I wonder why.

- And beside, the sheriff is coming over here.

- Okay, I will talk to the sheriff.

- Okay, tell you what I'll do.

I'mma go outside, and I'mma keep him distracted

so he won't know there's a crime going on inside.

- Okay. Thank you.

- VINNY: Yeah, I'm gonna meet him on the porch.

- Yeah, okay, you do that.

- Yeah, tell you what else you can do.

Keep the screaming down. - Okay, alright.

- You in trouble, lil' girl.

- So?

- [laughs] Y'all better get her ass.

I'll kill a grandchild.

- Sandra? - Yeah?

- Where were you?

- I went for a ride.

- You went for a ride?

- Is--is there an echo in here?

- Bring it back, bring it back. - Ooh.

Uh, mm-hmm. - Okay.

Did you ask us if you can go for a ride?

- Did you ask me about moving here?

- Okay-- - Ooh, ooh, baby.

Mm-mm, mm-mm. - Hold up, hold up.

Let's regroup. - Okay.

- Okay. - Bring it back.

- Right, I'm with you. - Okay, okay.

"Don't beat her ass" on three.

- Okay. - One, two, three.

- BOTH: Don't beat her ass.

- Alright, cool. - Ooh.

- Look, um, we know this is hard for you.

- Do you?

- Yes, mm-hmm. - 'Cause you don't act like it.

- Honey-- - No, no.

This is crazy.

- You need to calm down.

- I don't care.

You can't make me stay here.

- Okay, alright, I'm-- you know what? Look.

Just go to your room.

- What? You have nothing to say?

- Go now!

- Fine, but only 'cause I want to.

- Now!

- You know what? I hate it here!

I hate it!

- Ooooh! Oooh!

- "I hate it here. I hate it here."

- What? I was looking at you two outside.

Y'all are some sad ass parents.

That's all you gonna say to her?

Do you know what would have happened if I talked

to my mom and daddy like that?

- No. what would happen?

- No, I can't believe y'all.

You know, you, "Go to your room! Go to your room!"

And you sitting up here crying

like somebody cut your cable off.

I'mma leave. I'mma leave.

But this right here, what y'all doing,

this all up in here?

This is here some bullshit.

Bullshit for you. Bullshit for her.

- Honey. - Yes?

- [groans]

You did good though. - No, I didn't.

- You did.

- [growls] 'Cause I wanted to snatch her little self!

- I know. - Ooh.

- I know. - Ooh.

I don't know how much more of this I could take.

- It's okay. - Ooh.

Are we that bad as parents?

- [exhales] I mean, I'm good.

You know, you have your days.

- Not Mr. "And she need a dollhouse.

She need a new car, she needed this and that and the other."

You got a lot of nerve.

- That's my baby, though.

It's okay.

- Yeah, she doesn't even appreciate it.

- Mm-hmm.

- ♪

- It's okay. - LEAH: [sniffs]

- ♪

- It's okay, we gonna teach her how to appreciate it, okay?

- We will? - Mm-hmm.

- Mm, when?

'Cause I don't know how much more of this I can take.

- It's alright, I'm gonna talk to her. Okay?

- Oh, that's gonna work.

- What you trying to say?

- I said that out loud. Um...

I'mma go to bed. - Yeah.

- No, no, no, listen, listen, listen.

- Mm-mm, no, I'm going to bed.

'Cause if I don't, I'mma go in her room,

and I'mma just take a pillow.

And I'm gonna put her over her face--

- Okay, alright. - --until she stop breathing,

Jeremy! - Yeah, you can't--

you can't do that. - Yep, that's what

I'm gonna do. Goodnight.

- So I'm guessing you ain't in the mood.

- LEAH: That's how we got her, right?

- Whoo! She's pissed.

You ain't gonna get nothing tonight.

You ain't get none tomorrow night.

You ain't gonna get none next week.

I got a blow-up doll still in the box you could use.

- Didn't I tell you to go to your room?

- You can't get her to go to her room,

how the hell you gonna get me to go to my room?

Ain't nothing in my room anyway.

- Well, okay, you know what then?

Fine. Fine.

I'mma go to my room.

- You still ain't gonna get none!

- JEREMY: I heard that!

- Blow-up doll top drawer, bottom shelf!

Never been used.

- ♪

- ♪

- ♪

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