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- [Chris] The demons are real.

There's never been a doubt for me

that they live and move through the men in my family

has also been quite clear.

As a child growing up watching my father,

my deepest fear was always that at someday

I have to face the demon I saw living in him.

Things change.

And now fear the day my son

faces a demon I know lives in me.

It all stops here.

(slow tribal music)

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

♪ Come, come ♪

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

♪ Come, come ♪

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

♪ Come come ♪

♪ I'm giving you the warning ♪

♪ A new day is dawning ♪

♪ So better be prepared ♪

♪ When Bongo man gets here ♪

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

♪ Come come ♪

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

♪ Come, come ♪

Cynthia, please just go upstairs.

- Don't walk away from me, Chris.

I'm sick of this.

The kids are growing up.

They need space.

They need room.

It's natural.

Look at her friends.

- [Chris] I don't wanna talk about it.

- They're all doing so well, Chris,

we're left behind, we're absolute losers compared to them.

- Right now we need to rent, that's all I'm saying.

- The kids need room, I can't keep this place like this.

Look at me, I'm suffocating.

I can't breathe in here anymore.

There's no room for anything.

All I'm saying-

- All you're saying is that you're right and I'm wrong.

- [Cynthia] All I'm saying is-

- And that every time Cindy uses the big voice,

everybody just needs to stop.

- [Cynthia] Chris, you're not listening anymore.

- No, I'm not listening anymore.

You know what?

I'm not listening.

- [Cynthia] Well, how can we talk this through

if you're not gonna listen?

- Well, let's say we try what I say goes this time,

just once, end of story, period.

What do you think?

- [Cynthia] You're being rude.

- No I'm not, I'm being clear.

I'm being clear.

- [Cynthia] Talk to me and tell me-

- Talk?

I don't wanna talk no more.

- Christopher, can we please go into the bedroom

and talk about this?

- I don't wanna talk anymore.

I don't wanna talk.

That's it.

- That is some jacked up Jamaican sexist bullshit,

Christopher, don't give me this.

Don't pull it with me, don't try it, Christopher.

I don't like it, I don't appreciate it.

- I asked you 10 minutes ago to leave me alone.

- [Cynthia] Don't give me this.

- You keep coming though, don't you?

I ask you to leave me alone, but you keep coming.

- Because that's all you ever say lately, Christopher,

is, "Leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me."

Well, I don't wanna leave it alone.

We're gonna talk about it and we're gonna talk about it now.

Right now.

- You wanna talk, right?

- [Cynthia] Yes.

- You wanna talk? - Yes.

- Okay right, go ahead and talk.

Let's talk.

You wanna talk something?

Let's talk about some things that I wanna talk about,

how's this so fucking messy all the time.

Let's talk about food, you go shopping.

You go shopping, way too much fucking money.

Look at the fridge.

I go to make a sandwich, there ain't shit I can use.

Aint shit I can use in here, Cindy.

Look at this.

- What?

- [Chris] Look at this.

This juice, see this juice you mix?

I hate this juice.

- Don't, don't.

- [Chris] I hate this juice.

You buy it, it's in the fridge.

Let's talk about this, let's talk about juice.

(Cynthia shouts)

- [Cynthia] What are you doing?

- Let's talk about the fucking juice.

We got eggs in here too, you know what?

I fucking hate eggs too, I hate eggs too.

The kids can't eat all these eggs.

Kids don't like them.

- [Cynthia] Christopher.

- I don't like them, why they're here,

so many, we got a whole big stack of this them.

- [Cynthia] Get out.

- [Chris] We can lose-

- [Cynthia] Get out.

- Don't you ever raise your voice to me.

Don't you ever raise your voice to me.

- You're not well.

Christopher-

- Don't raise your voice to me.

- Okay.

Okay.

Just get out.

Just get out.

Just get out, okay, I don't wanna have to call the police.

I don't wanna have to call the police.

You're not well.

- I'm not gonna hit you.

- Yeah, well.

- I'm not gonna hit you.

I wasn't gonna hit you.

I wasn't. - Yes you were.

- I wasn't.

(upbeat tribal music)

I wasn't gonna hit you.

Do you ever watch wild dogs eat?

They don't play.

They've got the system that decides who eats first,

who eats last, who doesn't eat any given night and why.

Feeding time, top dog eats first.

Dog number two, three, four on down eat what they can,

and then the runt, the runt eats last.

I'm a runt and I know it, been one all my life.

(phone rings)

- [Chris] I'm taking some time off, I'm writing a book, Joe.

I think I need fly down by you for a couple of days.

Maybe I just need to come home.

Finally coming to Jamaica.

Home.

26 years.

That's a long time for anything.

I need a healer Joe, a real one.

Just like the one I read about.

Maybe the one you keep talking about?

Can you do that Joe, can you find me one?

- [Flight Attendant] Ladies and gentlemen,

US Airways would like to welcome you

to Montego Bay, Jamaica.

(bright music)

♪ Sitting here in limbo ♪

♪ But I know it won't be long ♪

♪ Sitting here in limbo ♪

♪ Like a bird without a song ♪

♪ Well, they're putting up resistance ♪

♪ What I know that my faith will lead me on ♪

♪ Sitting here in limbo ♪

♪ Waiting for the dice to roll ♪

♪ Sitting here in limbo ♪

♪ Got some time to search my soul ♪

♪ Well, they're putting up resistance ♪

♪ But I know that my faith will lead me on ♪

♪ I don't know where life will lead me ♪

- Christopher, he's here.

Wake up.

Time for talk.

(upbeat tribal music)

So you want the healer, hey?

I wonder if you're ready for what you're asking for?

You're a common thing.

See your type a million times,

Jamaican boy go foreign,

come back America man with spirit for fix.

I had to look in your eye.

I say you come back in the nick of time.

You have my money?

Good.

(ghostly whispers)

It's a dark place you going to.

You think you can manage?

(ancient tribal music)

- Yes, yeah.

♪ Make you feel ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ It will make you feel free ♪

- [Joe] You said you wanna walk about,

you don't know your home no more.

♪ Something is on your mind ♪

Take a walk about and see island.

See the people.

Water still.

Oh, we living.

♪ It will make you feel free ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ It will make you feel free ♪

♪ Someone is in inside ♪

♪ That really wants to come outside ♪

The cure for everything is up in these hills, boy.

Everything from toothache to cancer.

But it's you alone who must go up there to find it.

You alone must go up there and face the spirits.

And I tell you something for your own sake though, brother.

You go up there, you might not come back.

Your ceremony in the bush guide this, Christopher,

get out where the driver take you and walk.

He'll show you the way.

Walk alone till you where you're gonna be.

When you get where you get, you must make yourself

a stone circle fast as you can.

White stones if you can find them.

Sit in your circle and talk.

I guarantee you'll know what to say.

Know what to offer.

- [Spirit] Brother.

Brother.

Just where you think you're going, brother?

What you think you doing?

- [Spirit] Hold it.

When come for me?

- [Spirit] Do you're know where you going?

- [Spirit] Me never recognize that brother there.

- [Spirit] I wonder if he (indistinct) he'd be in this mess?

- [Spirit] Why you do this part of the town?

- [Spirit] You in hurry?

- [Spirit] You don't know this part of the town.

- [Spirit] The part of where I am, much foreign.

Like I have no sense for here.

We're coming, brother.

Come.

Come let we fix you then.

- [Spirit] Come, come, come.

- [Spirit] Come.

We're coming, brother.

- [Spirit] We will kill (indistinct).

- [Spirit] Set foreign.

Come runt.

Come runt, we are one here.

Come, let me rip your backside.

Come let me rip your-

- Don't hurt me.

- [Spirit] Runt.

- Don't hurt me. - Runt.

- I'm from here. - Runt.

- I'm from here, it's me, I'm from here.

- [Spirit] Runt.

- I'm from here.

- [Spirit] Runt.

- I've come home.

- [Spirit] Me I go kill him, me I go kill him bad.

- [Spirit] Cut him.

- I wanna talk to you.

- [Spirit] Kill him.

- [Spirit] Do you remember something?

- I wanna talk to you.

- [Spirit] He don't remember shit, come.

Come let me break him.

- I do.

- [Spirit] He don't remember.

He remembers, he set a circle.

- I do remember. - You do remember.

- I remember.

- [Spirit] Wait.

He must remember something, he set a circle.

- [Spirit] But how he know about this circle?

Hush.

- [Spirit] You think you smart?

- [Spirit] Hurt him.

- I don't wanna fight you anymore,

I'm not gonna fight you, I'm not gonna fight you

like I used to fight you.

I have something for you.

- [Spirit] What could this boy have to offer?

- [Spirit] What you have for us, boy?

- [Spirit] What you have for us?

- I don't know.

- [Spirit] What you have for us, boy?

- I don't know what it is.

- [Spirit] What you have for us, boy?

I don't know, I just have something for you.

- [Spirit] I wanna kill him so bad.

- I remember you, I remember you, I do remember you.

- [Spirit] Long time since you feed us, Christopher.

- [Spirit] Long time.

Long time.

Long time.

What you gonna feed us?

♪ Yes, Jesus loves me ♪

- [Spirit] Fear, you feed us your fear.

- [Spirit] Food.

- [Spirit] Where you been all these years, boy?

- America.

- [Spirit] You come home rich?

You better.

(spirit laughs)

- My father and my grandfather, they came home rich.

I'm not there yet.

- [Spirit] But look how I'm saying it.

- [Spirit] Give them what they want.

- [Spirit] You don't need to be talking

about any kind of yet, sir.

It's a cursed seed this boy have.

And now pass it upon his son.

(spirit laughs)

You must fight for that one, Christopher,

you remember how to fight, Christopher?

You remember?

- I'm not gonna fight you anymore, not like I used to.

I'm gonna give it to you.

- [Spirit] Come make quick, take him now.

- I'm gonna give you a piece of my spirit.

A big piece.

- [Spirit] He don't remember us, man,

he don't remember how we fight.

- Piece I don't want anymore.

(spirit laughs)

- [Spirit] My spirit.

I want to pick a piece.

- [Spirit] Am I idiot?

- [Spirit] What make you think we can't take

what we want from you anyway, boy?

You think that circle's strong enough?

How much fear you ready to feed us, Christopher?

- A lot.

- [Spirit] And if it's not enough,

what you're ready to give?

- More.

- [Spirit] Stakes are high, son.

How much more.

- Much.

My fear start with him.

- Henry, I'm finished.

(indistinct)

I'm finished.

- [Henry] But let me ask you a question.

- It is finished, man.

- Finish what?

Nothing finish.

I have a question for you, let me ask you a question.

- [Carol] What is your question, Henry?

- Simple question, not much to trouble

your little mind about.

- [Carol] What?

- Do you have the last word in this house?

- Henry, I washed the sheets, I fixed the beds,

how are you gonna tell me-

- We no longer talking about that, girl.

We no longer talking about that.

I'm asking you a question.

I'm asking if it is you who have

the last word in this house?

- I can't talk to you when you're drunk.

- I am not drunk.

I am not drunk.

And if I were, the question would still be on the table.

If you have the last word in this house?

Let me answer for you, you do not.

You do not.

- I'm going to the bathroom.

- You will stand and listen.

You will stand and let me finish

'cause I am not finished.

Here, woman.

Here.

Where are you were.

Carol.

Carol, right here.

Jesus, have I ever laid a hand on you?

Have I ever laid a hand on you?

No, I have not because a man does not have to.

His house is in order and trouble free.

Regarding a previous discussion.

I do see your point.

I see your point.

But you not seeing my point.

You not seeing my point.

And my point is that you're being right around

in my house is beside the point.

He is my son.

He will be a man raised by me.

Representative of me.

His every action will be a light

or shadow on who, you?

Me.

And no son of mine ever gonna see a woman

question my last word in my house.

You did a bad thing.

Christopher, get out here.

Chris.

Son, I don't care what you are hearing

or think you're hearing but nothing has changed.

Every time you wet that bed,

you're gonna get what I gave you and worse.

You understand?

You are not a sissy.

My seed don't raise no runt.

Today I want the car clean and I mean clean, mister.

What you waiting on?

Christmas?

- [Chris] My father.

My father was a Jamaican man's man.

To him, the American dream was no joke.

No, no, no.

Get that.

Get the TV.

- [Chris] Think it was his bones

his right of passage.

- When you finish.

- [Chris] The thing upon which his manhood depended.

Goddamn lazy is how we describe anyone

who couldn't get it together

in the face of all this opportunity.

"Everybody up, I get up, everybody up."

As hard as life got, he got harder.

There was a reason for every problem, laziness.

There was a solution to every situation, hard work.

- Let me think.

- [Chris] My father want it to be streamlined,

lean, no fat, no weight.

He wanted to cut the American waters

like Greg Louganis or Mark Spitz.

I was my mother's son.

As a child, I was her spitting image

down to the fairness of my skin.

When he left, I thought he hated me as much as he hated her.

- Goodbye.

- [Chris] My mother says he left his heart and Montego Bay.

(intense music)

- Henry, it's three o'clock in the fucking morning.

- [Henry] Open the goddamn door.

- Go away.

- [Henry] Me said open the goddamn door.

- Listen, leave now or I'm calling the police.

- [Henry] You call the (indistinct) police,

call the (indistinct) police.

Listen, open the damn door.

Chris.

Chris.

- Shh.

- Don't shush me.

Don't shush me.

Chris.

Get out here and you bring your stuff.

- It's all right, it's all right.

Henry, my name's Carlton.

- I could give a fuck what your name is, sir.

Is it your intention to stand in my way this evening, sir?

Will you be standing in my way this evening, sir?

- I don't want no problem with you, Henry.

- I'm calling the police.

- Okay, Carol.

- Let the damn police come.

I have done nothing wrong.

I am here for my son.

- He waits for you when you say you're coming here.

He sits in the front and he waits for you.

- Then let him wait.

I am his father.

- Come back in daylight like a man.

- You don't tell me how to be no man.

- Guys.

Guys.

Hey, Henry, listen to me, man.

What you need to do is you need to go home

'cause this ain't it, you dig?

No regrets.

- My son is upstairs hearing you fuck my wife

and you look at me in my eye

and you gonna tell me get out of my fucking home?

Who the fuck you are?

I will kill you.

I'm gonna rip your fucking heart out

and eat it in front of you.

- Okay, Carlton, please.

Go upstairs, please.

- I don't want him near my son.

- I don't want your girlfriends near him either.

- What girlfriend?

What girlfriend I have?

- [Carol] Nancy.

- Nancy not a girlfriend, Nancy, a woman.

And she in my bed.

Chris.

Christopher.

(intense music)

What you waiting on, come here.

Boy, if you think I'm, why you walking so slow?

Me say come here.

You think I'm playing with you tonight,

you think I'm playing with you tonight?

Let go of the boy arm.

Let go.

- No, you're hurting him. - Let go.

(Chris crying) I am not.

I am not.

- You're-

- I am not.

- [Carlton] He's a kid.

- Stay out of this, sir.

I am not hurting him.

- You're hurting him.

- I am not.

I am not.

I am not.

Don't do this.

Don't do this.

- Go home.

- Christopher.

Christopher, come here.

- [Carol] Go home.

- Come here, Christopher.

Who you wanna be with, your mother or me?

- Henry, he's only six years old.

- He's a man to me.

- I'm closing the door.

- Who do you wanna be with, Christopher.

Stay here.

Who do you wanna be with, your mother or me?

- Her.

- Christopher.

(Carol sighs)

(ghostly whispers)

- [Spirit] Why did you reject him, Christopher?

Why did you reject him, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Why, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Why did you reject him, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Why did you reject your father, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Why did you reject him, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Why did you reject him, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Why did you reject him, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Why did you reject him, Christopher?

- [Spirit] Because you're a runt.

But what if you didn't.

- And what if you did choose to stay with me?

(singing in foreign language)

Go long.

Here catch.

Good, Christopher.

Good.

- [Chris] I chose against this man.

I chose against him.

So I had nothing to say as boys who did have fathers

walked by with their heads held high.

I made this decision.

I chose against my father.

Maybe wondered sometimes growing up, who I'd be,

if I chosen to go out that door with him that night.

Would I have been a stronger man for it?

Rich like him.

Bold like him.

Not so full of fear.

For all the drinking, the women and all the other cliches.

- [Henry] Strong.

- [Chris] Every bone in my body screams

that would have been wrong for you, Christopher.

Wrong.

- [Henry] Wrong.

Wrong.

- [Chris] Sometimes in life,

a man has to be wrong to be strong.

(upbeat music)

- Okay, you're doing it again.

You're doing it again.

Every time you come back from your mother, Christopher,

you do it, you talk like that.

Talk, talk, talk.

Slow down.

You hear?

All right, we're men, black men,

and black men say what they mean and mean what they say.

And that's it.

Talk.

Talk, talk, I didn't say stop talking, talk, talk,

I'm not the only one talking.

I'm not the only one talking.

You like this girl, right?

This is us.

Talk.

Stop, stop, stop.

There's your problem.

There's your problem right there.

See, you are so busy thinking about what she's thinking.

Is she not thinking about what you thinking?

No.

She's not thinking about what you're thinking.

Woman a different thing.

A woman is a different thing,

if I never tell you that once

I'm gonna tell you a million times.

She needs to know how you feel about her every day.

She needs to know that you are the magician,

got the magic wand, gonna make her world spin every day.

A woman's eye wonders, she needs to know

that you have the powers to bring her back.

You don't know what I'm about, but you're going to.

Stick with me, you're gonna be straight.

Sit up.

I want to know, sir, did you handle

that thing we talked about?

(intense music)

Sit up.

Did you handle that like we said we were gonna handle it?

Good.

You handled it.

That's my son.

(Henry laughs)

Good.

Yes.

Fuck the suspension.

Fuck the goddamn suspension, Christopher.

I don't care about no suspension.

You did what you had to do

and as far as there is.

Fuck this, why you even bring that up?

Those motherfuckers got no stake in who you are

and what you are about, do you understand me?

No stick.

They worked day and night to train your monkey ass

just right for the bottom rung of their fucking ladder.

Laying a trap on you.

They're right and you are wrong.

They are right and you are wrong, you fuck that shit.

How long?

The goddamn suspensions, son, how long?

Two days, you going to get your ass

back into that classroom.

And this term, you're gonna learn everything,

that morass class, they will then have to teach you.

No Bs here and there like last term,

straight A's this term, so straight As.

because I said so that's why.

You understand?

Always eat everything they put on your plate, son,

every last crumb, 'cause when you finished eating

what they fed you and you find

that what they're fed your ain't shit,

that's when you'll know what I'm talking about.

You are a man when you know how all of their shit

and they don't know shit about yours.

- [Spirit] Well done, Christopher.

Good feed.

Good for us.

Bad for you.

(spirit laughs)

Your fear coming thick, sir.

Where we going next?

Where this one come from?

- [Spirit] It's a dark place.

- [Spirit] Where it live, Chrissy, where it come from?

- [Spirit] Do you remember it, Chrissy?

Where?

- Brownstown.

- [Spirit] Brownstown.

- Before we left.

Mom and dad had left for the States,

they left me alone with auntie and uncle and Parson.

- [Spirit] Parson.

- [Spirit] Parson.

- [Spirit] Parson.

(spirit laughs)

- Parson, the cook.

- [Spirit] Tell me a story about Parson, Christopher,

but talk quick, circle's too weak.

- Mom and dad had gone, they'd left me alone

and they were gone to America

to set up for work, school and-

- [Spirit] Money, money, money.

- Let me finish.

They left me in Brownstown.

A little house on a hill in Brownstown

way out in the country, no nearby cities, no street lights.

At night away from the porch, darkness.

Brownstown was a dark place.

To my mind, there are two kinds of people in this world.

Those who are afraid of the dark and those who are not.

I was afraid of the dark.

At three years old, I was terrified.

And Parson, big man Parson, he knew this.

He knew a lot of things about my auntie

and why she was so angry about life

and what it could do to a man.

About darkness.

Parson knew about darkness.

And every night at bedtime he'd tell me stories,

stories to keep me in line, stories like the one about-

- The fog people.

How we cast them?

You only can feel them.

The will sneak behind you

and snatch you and take you into the night.

And take you high, high, high, high up in the sky.

And they take you far away from the land till you can't see.

And then drop you, drop you into water, drown and die.

Or like the mongoose man who live in the roof.

Walk in the wall.

Creep out at night to snatch little ones from their bed.

Quiet, put your hands over your mouth

so you can scream and wake up everybody.

Let them drag you off into the wall

and take you up into roof and eat you.

All the duppies and spirits that live in the bushes

are real and wicked people that walk the streets at night,

thieve people things, then slit them throat

for no reason at all.

I know a little boy like you, Christopher,

smell like you, got clean clothes,

clean bed, clean hands.

Like you, curious, curious about what is outside

of pretty window.

Little boy wander through the window,

into the yard, full moon, stars, everybody's asleep.

Want to feel (indistinct) and want to see night as pretty.

So you walk into the bush, into the mist,

want to test some encourage you see.

He walks into the fog all a while

and heart beating in throat.

Curious.

Then pass last light in house

and walk in the darkness, in a night.

He wants to see if this OBEAH is real.

You want to be the little boy like this OBEAH,

OBEAH, the spirit of darkness.

(OBEAH shouts)

And wake from a dream.

When a (indistinct) snap there on him,

Junglo gonna come in, it was too late.

And feed him boney hands in him throat

and then rip out him soul

and feel the fire in him chest, Christopher.

And feel him back break and him shame.

And feel him back break on him shamed.

Go to sleep.

And remember close your mouth,

or else Junglo gonna come rip out your soul.

You have a nice soul, little boy.

A sweet soul.

Just be careful that Junglo can't snatch it from you.

Careful.

Mine.

I don't watch that Junglo don't take it from you.

- [Spirit] Watch out for Junglo, Christopher.

Junglo coming, Christopher, go back to your bed.

(ghostly whispers)

Under the covers Chrissy-wissy.

Where you walking, Christopher?

It's a dark place you're going.

You think you can manage?

- Hello Christopher.

It's a pleasure to finally meet you.

(spirit laughs)

- [Spirit] Now, we're getting somewhere.

(spirit hissing)

How pretty is that, Christopher?

- That's my father's woman.

The one he always wanted me to meet.

- [Spirit] Like father, like son.

♪ I aint no a river ♪

♪ Where the bottom ♪

♪ Don't fall ♪

What did I say?

How does it go?

- [Little Chris] The sky does fall.

- The sky does fall, good.

- [Chris] After a while, my mother and father agreed

that I should spend every other weekend over at his house.

My mother figured dad had settled down with Nancy,

his new wife and that things were sort of cool again.

They weren't.

- Don't tell your mother you know this place.

(bright music)

- [Chris] Seemed like every other weekend

I'd find myself riding shotgun to some woman's house

under the guise of, "Quality time alone my son."

We pull up to some apartment house, they were all the same.

He'd get out the car, walk as George Jefferson

walk up the wall, then he'd return with a woman

and always she'd be the prettiest woman

I'd ever seen in my life.

Each time, each one prettier than the last.

- Mr (indistinct), my God, look at you.

I've been waiting a very long time to meet you.

You are so cute.

Oh my God, he is adorable.

Your father has told me so much about you.

I am gonna take you home with me.

I'm taking him.

- Yeah, you take him?

Christopher, wait her, all right?

We'll be right back.

- We'll be right back.

- My son. - I know.

- Wait here, play the radio whenever you want.

♪ All that we've been building ♪

- [Chris] And then they'd leave to do that thing

I was never allowed to know,

in that room I was never allowed to see.

♪ Now baby we are through ♪

Minutes seem like days, days seem like weeks,

weeks seem like months, months, years sitting in that car.

♪ I've been waiting, so frustrated ♪

♪ All the pain that you've been giving ♪

And over the years there were many little mini trips,

many sits in the car,

many beautiful women who thought I was cute.

And I saw what my mother could not stand about him.

- [Spirit] You're not supposed to do this.

♪ Wining, dining, boy you have been sleeping ♪

- [Chris] But I also see why he couldn't stop.

♪ With her ♪

The only hole in the equation for me

is why he always felt the need to bring me with him.

He could have easily fooled Nancy with a better excuse,

"That I'm hanging with my son," every time.

- [Spirit] Gonna get in trouble.

- [Chris] What's the real reason

my father brought me with him.

Was suppose to stay in the car.

Let me sit outside that room.

♪ Why ♪

- [Spirit] Where are we going?

He's gonna be mad.

- You look just like your father.

(girlfriend laughs)

♪ Give you my day, give you my night ♪

- [Spirit] Not suppose to do this.

♪ Give you my heart ♪

♪ You tore it apart ♪

♪ You've been missing from the start ♪

♪ I've been waiting, so frustrating ♪

♪ All the pain that you've been giving ♪

♪ Gotta let you know I don't need you anymore ♪

(girlfriend laughs)

- Christopher.

Sit.

Sit.

Oh my God.

Sit, Christopher.

Get me a beer.

Get me a beer.

Jesus, you finally came.

All right, Christopher.

All right, young man.

Big man, hey.

You walk up the stairs, big man?

Good.

Thank you.

It's time.

It's time.

(upbeat music)

Your father have a question for you, Christopher.

Your father have a question for you,

have you tasted this yet?

Have you touched this yet?

Do you know this yet?

You don't know.

You don't know.

Or you don't want to know

and that can be a fatal error, my friend.

Ho, what?

Ho, what?

(Henry laughs)

I'm not making sense am, Christopher?

I'm not making any sense.

And you were right all long.

You are better than me.

Yeah, I am shit, you are shine.

I am fool, you are wise.

I have a wasted life

and you sir are the golden child sent to save us all.

Well, who said that?

Who said that?

(Henry laughs)

You said that, sir.

You said that sitting there the way you're sitting.

The way you always sat.

Everything you think I've already thought.

Every knot you've tied, every nail you've hammered,

every spot you shied, every plan you ever hoped to execute,

I have already accomplished and then some, thank you sir.

I've been where you are.

I stood where you're standing.

And she ain't skipping over you.

Ho, what?

Ho, what?

You're looking at me like you don't goddamn understand.

Don't test me, Christopher.

Don't test me.

You drink?

Do you drink?

Man, hush your mouth, drink.

Drink.

Ha.

(Henry laughs)

Everything is not always what it appears to be, Christopher.

Woman not always woman.

Man not always man.

Flesh not always flesh.

You believe in ghosts, sir?

(upbeat tribal music)

Duppy?

You don't believe?

You don't believe?

All right, fine.

(Henry laughs)

Have you tasted this sweet love yet?

No, I'm not talking like that.

You go talk to your friend like that,

I'm your father and I'm asking you a direct question.

Have you tasted this sweet love yet?

No, I'm not talking about your wife,

your wife and the sweet love

got nothing to do with each other.

I'm not talking about your wife, Christopher,

I'm not talking about your girlfriend,

I'm not talking about the loves of your life.

I am talking to you like the man I hope you are,

and I'm waiting for the goddamn brains I know I gave you.

The one on your face right now.

The one on your face.

How you gonna say her name?

She don't know her name.

How you gonna know her name if she don't know her name.

Hush, hush, hush, hush,

you're making the vex, Christopher.

You're making me vex here.

Sit and hush.

Make me tell you about the sweet love.

She touch you and you feel like a skeleton.

You feel your bones is on fire and cool at the same time.

You dream about her before she meets you, sad all the time,

magic's everywhere, but everything losing it color,

and all black and thick.

Everything you ever feel small about.

She pluck out your belly in place in her hand

and hold it up for you to see.

And that is all you see.

You small and she big.

You lucky and she gracious.

And when love it's unlike anything in your whole life.

She makes you believe in her witchcraft,

it's like a (indistinct) candy balloon.

Can you taste that shit?

Can you taste that shit?

You flying.

You flying.

You flying.

Next morning you wake up and she gone,

hiding inside you waiting for the next woman.

Next time when the flesh you leave in the bed

beside you ain't got her no more.

She has spirit that move from woman to woman, Christopher.

She liked to move.

No one woman can hold her long.

No one woman can hold us long.

The flourish she promises is too high.

And when she takes these women over

and the fuck, the fuck is so good.

And they cry, they cry and think it's you,

they think it's you.

- The women you saw me with, Christopher,

the women that made your lie for,

the ones I made you wait in the car for?

You know why I met your wait, right?

You know why I made you wait?

I don't remember any of their faces.

I just remember her.

Oh, you don't know this sweet love, Christopher,

you don't know it and you should.

One day you and I, we gonna sit down and have a drink,

a real drink, but not until you learn

this dance I dance, my friend.

Until you learn her dance.

(soothing music)

You can leave now.

- [Spirit] Float, don't fall too far from tree, boy.

Like father, like son.

Like father, like son.

- [Chris] Like father, like son.

Like father, like son, I know the sweet love.

I know it like the back of my hand.

How many dark rooms?

Hallow dances?

Empty simulations?

Hungry eyes?

Searching thighs?

Her size?

Eyes?

Peace of mind?

When will they be peace of mind, father?

Peace with her.

Peace with her.

Only her.

Her sweet love.

My father's woman.

When will there be peace of mind?

Where's my woman, father?

Where's my woman?

My woman.

My woman.

My woman.

Peace with my fathers woman.

Peace with my father's woman.

Peace with my father's woman.

Peace.

- [Spirit] You think you find peace like that?

Think again.

Think again.

- [Chris] My woman is not his woman,

I want my woman, I must have my own.

I must be clear for my own.

Clear, empty, ready, pure.

I must be clean, pure.

Spirits, how do I become pure?

How do I become pure?

Release her.

Release her.

♪ Fly away home to Zion ♪

♪ Fly away home ♪

Goodbye my sweet love, be free.

Be free.

Goodbye, my dear.

Goodbye.

(upbeat music)

♪ The last night, the first, no ♪

♪ Yes ♪

1989, the year I became a man.

The year I challenge my fears

and flew across the ocean alone to Europe.

I had nobody over there, 80 bucks to my name,

and a challenge to last six weeks on will and wit.

I was young, tough, I was strong.

And in two days, I was broke.

I took work sweeping streets, hauling trash,

accepting the kindness of strangers

who would offer to buy me a meal.

Sitting, talking, conversing, exchanging ideas.

Then burp out of there.

Collecting all my checks and breaking free.

Seeing things I'd never seen before.

Living free, feeling free.

Riding the trains without care

or destination all day and all night.

New sites.

New sounds.

New places.

New loves.

Me loves Paris.

Beautiful, refine, intelligent.

Paris.

Belgium.

Simplicity, honest, inviting, simplicity.

London.

Glorious,

wonderful, fun.

London.

Say hello.

Say hello.

And say goodbye.

Stay awhile, say goodbye knowing that this experience

belong to me, not him.

These were stories he could never tell,

he never seen any of this before.

He'd never done any of this.

I was the top dog now, he was the runt.

Or so I thought.

When I get home, I need money for school in one month.

And so I go to see my father to ask him for help.

And he's sitting across the table

talking all kinds of shit.

And I'm waiting for him to ask me about my trip

which he seems to be avoiding which I kind of like,

then there's this pause.

- Cards on the table, time.

Always good for a man to lay him cards on him table.

I am your father, Christopher.

You are my son.

I have things for you that must pass.

Do you see this?

Money.

This is yours provided you can look me in the eye as a man

and lay your cards on the table, Chris.

This check is yours provided

you can look me in the eye tonight

and admit to me tonight, Chris, that you're gay.

(light music)

- [Chris] Hear me, father, sometimes I wish I was gay.

Maybe then not know where I stood with you.

Where I stood with myself, the rage and shame you teach

keep me from tasting real beauty, father.

I hunger for real beauty.

I hunger for the taste of love,

something you never taught me, father,

you never taught me this.

- It's okay to be who you are.

Come on, admittedly, I wasn't there for you,

certain things weren't passed.

Your mother, God bless her soul, did the best she could.

It's okay to be who you are or must be.

Talk to me.

Look me in the eye.

Admit to me who you are, Christopher, I'm waiting.

- I never did any of that shit.

Why would I?

He cannot hear me.

He can not, never could.

And there's someone else I should be talking to anyway,

not him, there is someone else, I feel it now.

In my heart of darkness, living in my childhood closet.

Walking in my walls.

Making me quiver in my bones.

Feel like I'm gonna vomit.

Who is in this darkness and what is it you want from me?

- Face me.

Face me.

Face me.

Face me, Christopher.

Can you face me?

Your time is up.

Circle done and you not face me.

I can't hold this wild spirit back no more, Christopher.

You best run, runt.

Run.

Run, runt.

Intangible feelings of doubt.

Run, runt.

Look at you.

Look at you're hungry as hell and you can't face me.

To the core I rot you and still you hide

from the fight of your life.

I eat you.

I make you hide from yours.

There is no devil.

There is no darkness.

There is no woman.

There is you and you are me, and I sir am the runt.

Face me.

Face me.

Face me.

Face me.

- I made another circle.

- [Spirit] Face me.

Face me.

Face me.

- Leave me alone.

Leave me alone. - Face me.

- Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

(intense music)

Feeding time.

Feeding time, Christopher.

Feeding time.

It's feeding time.

It's feeding time.

Feeding time.

Who's meat is this?

Who's meat is this?

Stop it.

Meat on the table.

Meat on the table.

Who's meat is it?

Who's meat is it?

Who's meat is it?

Mine.

Now hear the desperate yelping, or pathetic little puppy

who wants so badly to get his shit off

but it aint gonna happen.

Bark, bark, bark.

Stop it.

- I love you, Christopher.

- Who's meat is this?

Who's meat is this?

Mine.

I thought I heard a mouse speak.

I thought I heard a mouse speak.

Stop it.

- I love you.

- Fuck you.

This meat needs a voice to claim it

not some sorry ass new age whimper.

Bark, bark, bark.

(screams menacingly)

- [Spirit] I am who make you the runt.

I am every fight you've ever feared.

Every failure you're gonna have.

Every loss you'll ever suffer.

I burn you, runt.

I burn you.

(shouts loudly)

I am who you embrace, you upside down lion.

I am the voice you choose to listen to.

Look at you.

Look at you, digging, hunting for food,

feeding time and you're stuck.

I do this to you.

You choose me and I do this to you.

There's no one to blame but me, shamed warrior.

And I am you.

Can you face me?

Will you face me?

- And I take and I burn and I accept crap, I accept crap.

I let you blather and blather your doubt

making rantings at me day after day,

calling this hate, you give me love and I don't get mine.

Don't get mine.

I can face you.

I can face you.

Even in this darkness, I can and I must.

I must face you, I must release you.

I must release you.

I must release you.

I must release you.

I must release you.

- [Spirits] I release you.

- I release you.

- I love you, Christopher.

I love you.

- [Chris] Spirit of runt I choose against you.

I choose against you.

I see you now.

I see you clearly and you are released.

You're free.

I'm free.

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ The evening train will be too late ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ The evening train will be too late ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ The evening train will be too late ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ The evening train will be too late ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

♪ I am going home on the morning train ♪

(upbeat music)

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Wonderful world ♪

♪ Beautiful people ♪

♪ You and your girl ♪

♪ This could be pretty ♪

♪ But underneath this, there is a secret ♪

♪ That nobody can reveal ♪

♪ Take a look at the world ♪

♪ And the state that it's in today ♪

♪ I am sure you'll agree ♪

♪ We all could make it a better way ♪

♪ With our love ♪

♪ With together ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

♪ But oh yeah ♪

♪ All right ♪

♪ Well, they tell me of a pie up in the sky ♪

♪ Waiting for me when I die ♪

- [Lisa] Henry.

♪ But between the day you born and when you die ♪

- [Henry] What?

- [Lisa] The baby is trying to sleep.

♪ So as sure as the sun ♪

- Well, lay the baby down or close the baby damn door,

I'm talking to my son, and could you leave us alone?

♪ And then the harder they come ♪

I'm gonna tell you something that your mother

could never make right.

Have you ever had jerk chicken?

- I've had jerk chicken, dad.

- You have never had jerk chicken the way I did.

Your mother couldn't do it.

I'm gonna prove that to you.

- Show me, dad.

I know you're gonna show me-

- No, no, no, you stay right there.

(Chris laughs)

- Are you?

- I'm gonna give a real jerk chicken.

And I'm not jerking around.

♪ 'Cause as soon as the sun will shine ♪

Never get good jerk in his life.

You drink rum?

No man, you don't drink rum.

You can't handle my kind of rum, man.

This is the time when we're gonna find out

what kind of man are you.

(upbeat music)

You see this?

You don't have the (indistinct) about this.

You don't have this.

You sure you can handle that?

(Chris laughs)

- [Chris] I can handle it, dad.

- All right, all right, all right.

- [Chris] I can drink?

- Drink it.

Good.

Good.

Well, all right now, taste this.

- What is it?

- Taste this.

- What is it?

- Just taste this, man.

Taste it now.

Go on.

♪ Girl you don't know ♪

- All right.

♪ What I'll do ♪

♪ Believe me baby, I'll do anything for you ♪

♪ Turn me on with your style and flare ♪

(Chris coughing)

- Got you.

Got you.

(Henry laughing)

You don't know nothing about Scotch bonnet.

Sir, my friend, you know nothing about Scotch bonnet.

Your mother never teach you about that?

You don't know about that?

Now son, it's like eating fire every day,

it builds you up, builds you up, turn you into a man.

Yes.

Scotch bonnet.

And I eat that every day just like my father.

Yes, your mother couldn't tell you about that.

Listen, your mother grow you.

You grow with your mother.

You're an artist and that is what it is.

But my father grew me, strict, belt,

rock, brick, anything he puts his hand on,

beat the shit out of me for no reason, Chris.

No reason at all.

At your age I didn't get it.

It's not until my second business made my first million,

then I realized, you know what I did?

I pick up the phone and I call my father

and I kiss his sweet black ass.

Nothing comes easy.

No compromise.

It's rough all the way through.

You're my only son.

(phone rings)

Yes, but no one will get this empire

until they know how hard I work.

Chris, give up the writing shit

and come and work with me, they're rich, man.

Chris, what are you waiting for?

I know what you're here for.

I know what you're here for.

- [Lisa] Henry?

- What?

- [Lisa] Telephone.

- Take a message, I call him back.

Chris, answer me now.

Work with me now, you're my only son.

Own this.

- [Lisa] It's Mr Russell.

- Oh, Russell?

All right.

I have it, I'm up in 20 seconds.

Answer me, Chris, answer me.

Oh, hi, Mr Russell, how are you?

Yes, I heard about the problem.

Yes sir.

Yes sir.

I quite understand.

I'd be as upset as you are.

Hold on, hold on.

Yeah.

Yeah but hold on.

Russell, hold on.

Yes.

I know you're upset.

Yes, but let me finish saying what I'm saying.

No, this disrespect.

And you know what?

I didn't fire the young man that messed up your delivery.

No, because you and I know how difficult

it is to find honest and hard workers.

Yes.

I placed him in the delivery room

so my supervisor can keep an eye on him.

And in future, sir, when you call,

speak to me personally because I am the man of the house.

Christopher.

Christopher.

They say if you can write as good as I talk,

all the awards they have to offer, they're all yours.

Christopher, if someone wants something to go one way

and you want it to go the other way,

just stop and think and use the seed,

use the seed that I gave you to make it your way.

Yes.

We're kings, Christopher.

Kings.

Do you know what I'm talking about?

Do you know what I'm talking about?

Lisa.

Lisa.

My son and I is ready to eat, bring the baby down.

- [Lisa] Henry, the baby's sleeping.

- [Henry] Wake up the fucking baby.

My son and I is ready to eat.

- And the meek shall inherit this earth.

The meek shall inherit this earth.

I have a son and a daughter now and this was for them.

I confront my male cycle of fear for them.

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

I take up my powers as a black man,

as a man with nothing to prove

to anyone but myself and my family.

Here and now I no longer am a runt.

♪ Come, come ♪

♪ I'm giving you the warning ♪

♪ A new day is dawning ♪

♪ So better be prepared ♪

♪ When Bongo man gets here ♪

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

♪ Come, come ♪

♪ Bongo man has come ♪

♪ Come, come ♪

♪ Better be prepared ♪