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Previously on "Greenleaf"...

In the event that things between your parents

take yet another turn for the worse,

the deacons may ask you to step up.

- Step up? - Take over as head Pastor.

I'm divorcing James. I want to start my own church.

Girl, you already got a perfectly good one.

- Which one? - Calvary, honey.

I could really slap you right now.

Go ahead. Do it!

Girls!

How much more space do you need?

You shouldn't be here.

If I was your money manager,

I would definitely advise you to make sure you're protected.

I'm thinking it might be wise for us

to sit down with my money people.

Stop. Don't be mad.

Look, I'm not. I'll call you later.

Ma'am, are you Charity Greenleaf?

I need you to come with us.

Zora's room.

Oh, Lord.

Babies.

- First lady? - Yes?

- Nana Clara is on line one. - Wonderful, wonderful.

Thank you, Jesus.

Clara, hello.

Oh, yes. We've been expecting your call.

I cannot tell you how much Bishop

and I appreciate your generosity.

Wha...?

Clara is not giving us the money.

I know. I just got off the phone with her money manager.

What a piece of work that man is.

And what reason did he give you?

He supposedly has a problem with the tax bill being a personal

and not an institutional debt, but I've got a funny feeling

that he's just hanging onto every penny,

thinking that when Clara dies, he'll cash in.

What did she say?

That she had heard that you and I were having troubles

and she wouldn't feel right down the road

supporting a church with a divorced Bishop.

Who told her we're having troubles?

Well, she said Connie did, but, James, everybody is talking.

Look, it's just money. I... I'll handle it.

Oh, like you did the last time?

Mae, Mac was your brother.

He's the one that got us into this mess.

No, you both got us into this mess,

and Mac failed to get us out.

And you weren't there every week

when we collected those offerings,

when we paid for those cars in cash.

You told me that those offerings were not taxable,

and I believed you.

And I believed Mac.

Oh, look. Everybody knows that we're having problems,

and you have to do something about it.

- Like what? - Tell the church, like adults,

that we're getting divorced,

and then you'll step aside, and I'll take over.

- Excuse me? - You heard me.

Take over what?

Don't you dare act like you didn't know when you met me

that I had a calling on my life from God,

and I dumped it in the dirt and followed you,

- and what did that get me? - Janelle and Tiffany.

James, step down. Walk away.

Let me raise the money for the I.R.S.

It won't be your problem.

Now, that is my offer, and you won't get better.

I applaud your desire to reclaim what you left behind.

I really do, but sadly,

it's based on a sorely mistaken idea.

If we divorce, it's you who will exit the building, not me.

That's nature's way.

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Yeah.

Yes.

Yes?

Bible study in 15 minutes.

Did you hear me?

Yes.

Thank you.

It's just the hope in this passage.

It's so inspirational.

Morning, Zora.

- Zora? - Morning.

- Good morning, grandma. - Morning.

- Have a good run. - Thank you.

So, Zora, why don't you read the next verse?

"For I have briefly abandoned you,

but with deep compassion, I will bring you back."

And he will. He will bring us back.

- Hey. Can I come in? - What do you want?

- Just seeing if you're okay. - Why wouldn't I be?

Did Kevin come this morning to pick up Nathan for the week?

Yeah, and he wouldn't be if you had just stayed out of it.

I asked him not to call the police.

And he just wouldn't listen?

I got arrested at the four seasons, Grace.

And I made sure that he didn't press charges.

Not before I was in handcuffs.

Do you have any idea how humiliating...

If you'd just called me, I could've come and got you.

Get out! God, leave.

I'm sorry.

Hey. Hey.

Oh! Ow.

Karine?

- Good morning, Bishop. - Get me Percy Thompson, please.

Right away.

Bishop?

I just want to say I'm sorry about Nana

not giving you the money.

Don't be silly. God will provide.

Can't wait to see how.

Wow.

Jacob has to sign all of these?

Do you have a problem with that?

No. Um, what are they?

Well, most of them are just a bunch of legalese nothing,

but there is a form in there that authorizes

the opening of a bank account for the real church.

Real? Real church doesn't exist anymore.

Child, lean over like you know how and get him to signin'.

Believe me, he won't be looking down.

All right. Are you going to Calvary?

After the way Bishop talked to me at that roundtable party,

he going to have to look for me,

and with his I.R.S. Troubles all over the front-page news,

you can bet yo' ass he is.

Mae, you wanted to see me?

Yes, please come in. Close the door.

I am so concerned as I'm sure you are, Connie,

about this I.R.S. Scandal, but it's going to be okay.

I have no doubt.

- Oh, please. - Thank you.

I've already spoken to Bishop about stepping aside.

He hasn't assented to it yet, but I know he will because he,

as well as you and I, Connie, want what's best for Calvary.

Well, this is such a relief to hear.

And the good news is, I am ready to step up and take over.

Mae, we've... we've had this discussion before.

Well, this time it's not a discussion.

Mae, it's my feeling,

and the Deacon board shares this feeling

that the best hope for a stable future

is if a disinterested third party takes over the pulpit.

And who on earth would be disinterested?

Why, Grace.

Okay, walk straight a couple steps.

Okay, stop. Turn to your left.

Yes. Now keep going straight. Keep going straight.

A little to the right, a little to the right.

Oh, there we go. We saved you. Now turn around.

Okay. Slowly sit down.

Good job.

Okay. So that's what it means to have faith.

Just like Gavin trusted me to lead him,

we trust God to lead us,

even when we can't see where we're going,

and it's super scary. Make sense?

Mm-hmm.

Okay. Good.

So I want everybody to help clean up.

Hey.

Hey, stranger.

You're so good with them.

I think they're good with me.

What are you doing after this?

Why?

I was thinking we can grab something to eat.

Someone wants to apologize?

For starters.

Sounds like you got what Gil Scott-heron calls

- the double blues. - What's that?

Oh, that's the, I-got-no- money-neither-no-woman blues.

That's not so funny when you actually have those blues.

You had some trouble with the I.R.S.

A few years back, didn't you?

Indeed I did.

Rolled up to my funeral home and found a padlock on the door

and a sign hollering, "Negro, get me my money."

Well, how'd you handle that?

Well, got me a lawyer, robbed Peter to pay Paul,

borrowed this, sold that, didn't owe no millions.

Well, this is as deep a hole as I done ever been in,

that's for sure.

Well, you got a way to dig yourself out of that hole,

you're just too scared to use it.

- How you say that? - Oh, that pretty little bunny

you had prancing around your party.

- Ms. Cross? - Yeah.

So why are you talking to me

when you need to be talking to her?

Oh, Percy, there be dragons.

The thing about dragons is, they got pots of gold,

now, that woman handles more than hedge funds and stocks.

She's into cryptocurrency and apparently doing quite well.

Crypto what?

Cryptocurrency, zcoins, bitcash.

- Never heard of it. - Well, it's a whole new market,

and it's growing faster than bad grass.

How'd you hear about it?

Her website.

What you doing on her website?

And what do you care?

Oh, just give me the lawyer's number.

Well, get me her number.

You know, you ain't nothin' but trouble.

Yeah, but good trouble.

Mm.

Hey, Pastor, got a minute?

Yeah, sure. Come in, Tasha.

Oh, smart.

- Oh, I can come back. - No, no, no.

You're just in time to witness my crushing victory.

Okay. Well, hey there, handsome.

Thank you.

He looks just like you.

Yeah, that's what they tell me.

All right. There's my move.

What's your move?

Checkmate.

What? Is that...

Are you kidding me? You see that?

How did you get to be so smart, huh?

You get those smarts from me, huh?

Um, you know, I should go.

No, no, no. Hold on. Tasha, it's cool. Hold on.

- Is that for me? - Oh, it... it can wait.

I mean, it's okay. I mean, I can use a win

after the stomping I just took from the little master here.

Um, I just... You know, it's the silliest thing.

The A/C in my office, the little venty thingy,

it just blows on full blast all the time.

Okay.

I talked to Craig in the maintenance

about turning it down, but...

Well, you know what? I'll give him a call.

Well, I mean, if you see him.

- It's not a big deal. - I'll take care of it.

Okay. Well, y'all have fun, okay?

- All right. - All right.

- Bye. - Bye.

Well, good afternoon, mama.

So I spoke to Connie, and I know about this little coup of yours.

Coup?

You spoke to her about taking over?

She spoke to me. I said no.

Well, how conclusively,

because she seems to think that you're still available.

And I'll tell her again.

If your father ever knew

that you were conspiring with Connie

to steal his church from underneath him...

He'd be misinformed.

For your information, mama,

you two are losing this church all on your own.

You want Connie off your backs? Forgive each other and move on.

Put an end to all the rumors. Lead.

Don't you think that if I could

put this mess back together, I would?

Do you honestly think that I would cut off my own nose

to spite my face with so much on the line, our whole family?

I don't know. I don't know where the pride ends

and the weakness begins with you two anymore.

I don't want the church.

Good because you'll never get it.

- Is everything okay? - You tell me.

I'm just waiting on that account authorization form.

Oh, yeah, um...

You couldn't get him to sign it?

No, I just, um...

You know, it really wasn't the right time.

Do you want to see Basie again?

- Of course I do. - Then make it the right time.

Because until we can start shifting money

into that account, we have nothing on him or Bishop.

And you and Basie ain't ever triumph back.

Understand?

Yeah. I'll get him to sign them tomorrow.

Do.

Ms. Connie, you spoke to my mother.

I assume she spoke to you.

She did.

Look, I know you're up against it.

We all are,

but I'm not sure my taking over the church is the right thing.

Last summer, when I preached, the offering actually went down,

and you and I both know that my politics

aren't exactly in tune with you and the Deacon board.

Well, I thought we might be able to find a middle ground,

that is, if by politics, you mean open and inclusive.

There is no middle ground with open and inclusive,

but it's more than that. If I take over,

I'm gonna want to move this church forward.

To a place they may not be ready to go.

Are you really willing to just stand by

and watch this church die?

First of all, I'm not standing by and watching anything die.

I am on my knees, day and night, praying that my parents

will find a way to work through this

- or that God will work it out. - I pray for that as well.

And no, I'm not willing to march in place

and call it progress just to keep

the Greenleaf name on a letterhead.

- That's not church. - And what is church to you?

Jesus' way, love, unconditional love, and change.

Well, change is coming.

Your mother has it in her head

to try and stay on after the divorce.

What planet she heard that works on, I don't know.

I look ahead and I see schism, scandal,

and a big ole for-sale sign out front.

That'll be change, all right, but it won't be church.

Hmm.

Bishop Greenleaf, as I live and breathe.

I never would've expected you to darken my doorstep again.

Did you come to chide me for not coming to service today?

I feel bad about how we left things at the party.

I came to offer my sincerest apology.

Hmm. Is that all?

No, you... you were right.

I have been inconsistent in my responses to you,

and, of course, you felt used.

Who could blame you? I hope you can forgive me.

Well, I'm a Christian woman first and foremost,

so yes, I do forgive you.

Thank you.

Is that all you came to say?

Well, I could use a little advice.

About?

This I.R.S. Mess.

You've read the paper, I assume?

- Me and everyone else. - Indeed.

You know, we thought we had it covered, but we don't.

I didn't want to bother you, but I prayed on it, and I...

You prayed, and it brought you back to this jezebel?

Is that how your Jesus works?

You just show up and say, "I'm sorry,"

and I'm supposed to whip up some cash for you?

Ha! Bruh.

It wasn't like that. I thought you wanted to help.

I...

Now, why would I want to help you?

No.

You're right. I'm sorry.

You just can't throw me out on the street

and come back begging for favors.

If he comes back calling again, Fred, don't tell me.

I don't want to know.

You've been doing some digging.

- You taking it back, huh? - My iPod was confiscated.

I just went through faith's old stuff,

and now I'm vibing out to some Ice-T, pre-"Law & Order."

I didn't even know there was a pre-"Law & Order" Ice-T.

Sign me up.

Want to go to Zaxby's?

- Want to go to Zaxby's? - I'd rather eat my socks.

You know, I don't want to especially hang out

with you either. I'm just trying to be nice.

- What's the matter with you? - Nothing.

I just keep getting this pain in my side.

Maybe you're pregnant.

Are you sure you don't want to?

- Take over Calvary? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Some church someday?

Maybe. Would you want to be first gentleman?

- Oh. - Is that what they call it?

Mm-hmm. First lady, first gentleman.

Huh, I don't know. I couldn't be first boyfriend?

Not in any church I'd be running.

No, they wouldn't have it, and, really, neither would I.

That's good to know.

Mm. That's my mother.

Okay. She's just calling to yell at me.

Hello?

Hi.

Here, you acknowledge this is an exploratory laparotomy,

and you consent to treatment for conditions

discovered during surgery.

- Perfect. Thank you. - Thank you.

We're gonna have the nurses come in

and prep you for surgery now.

I'm scared.

It's gonna be all right, sweetheart.

Will you stay with me?

After we get you prepped,

she can come back in and sit with you.

I'm gonna be right down the hall.

- I love you. - I love you.

Any word?

She has an ovarian torsion.

They're gonna untwist it, try to figure out what caused it.

Oh, my Lord.

Poor baby. Being sliced open is not fun.

- Speaking from experience. - Have you been drinking?

No. I had a little wine,

but, Gigi, I know what it's like to lose a daughter,

so if this thing goes south, just know I got you.

Listen, why don't we just sit down, huh?

I don't want to sit.

I want to help Gigi through her grief.

- We're ready for you, mom. - Thank you. Okay.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm coming with you.

I'm good. Thank you.

That's what she do. She ruins everything.

Please drink some water.

I'm just trying to help, mama.

- Hey. - It's all gonna be okay.

She's on something, I assume?

Mm-hmm. I'm on a lot of something.

Oh, congratulations.

You wanna pray, baby?

No. I want to tell you a secret.

- Roberto wants to marry me. - He said that?

- Mm-hmm. Yeah, today at lunch. - He proposed to you?

No, but he apologized for a fight

- we had the other night... - Ah.

...and said that he respects me for setting boundaries,

and he could see a future.

That's wonderful he loves you like that,

- that you love each other. - Yeah, and a future.

That's great.

We're gonna get married with a big wedding and a house

and a mailbox and a puppy and kids and...

We're gonna take her in now.

Excuse me. Can you tell me where the chapel is?

Oh, it's right down the hall to the right.

Thank you.

So how's everything going at your grandmother's?

It's fine, I guess. I've been gaining weight,

and it's only been, like, a week,

but thick is kind of in.

- You look great, baby. - Whatever. It's fine.

How's things going for you guys?

I bet it's nice and quiet without the juvenile delinquent.

Now, why you want to act like that, huh?

You kicked me out of the house. How else am I supposed to act?

Princess, you told us you didn't want to live there anymore.

You know, this is why I didn't want to talk,

you're always picking at me all the time.

- Hi. How's Sophia? - She's in surgery now.

Oh, okay.

Hey, honey.

- How you doin'? - Fantastic.

Early-morning Bible study, no T.V., no computer.

You know, I'm turning into a regular American girl doll.

Wasn't that the plan?

If you want to come home, come home, okay?

You can come home.

I'll be good.

Y'all really messed her up bad.

Excuse me?

Oh, don't get mad. You got winkie.

You can still have at least one good kid.

Are you okay?

Why is everybody asking me that?

I'm fine. Everybody needs to chill.

Oh, come on. Hand it over.

Charity, what are you doing?

It won't let go of my whatchamacallit.

Your what?

My whatchamacallit, my candy bar.

Okay. Here, let me get you another dollar.

What is your problem?

I'm getting ripped off, but you picked the wrong one.

Not today, honey. Give me my candy bar.

- Charity. - Is she drunk?

I don't know. It seems like it.

- Charity... - Charity, calm down.

...here. Here's another dollar.

I don't want more money!

I want what I deserve! I want my candy bar! Ah!

Oh, my God.

- Can we get a nurse? - I'm gonna need stitches.

Somebody gonna need a lawyer.

What is she on? Did they say?

Oxycodone.

Where did she get it?

Left over from her cesarean.

Oh. Look, Mae.

Look, these kids need their parents.

I mean, Grace, Charity,

Jacob with this Zora mess, they all need us.

What are you proposing, James?

Please, let's put this behind us.

I wish I could, but I don't see how.

I've reached a point in my heart

where going back would be an act of disrespect to God himself.

I'm sorry. I wish it could be another way,

but it's time to tell the children,

the church, and move on.

What happened?

You got upset about a candy bar.

James, you're not wrong.

These children do need their mother and their father,

but I don't think they'll ever have their parents again.

No, I can walk, mama. Oh!

My head hurts.

I'm sure it does. I'm sure that's true.

Oh!

All right, baby. That's all right, baby.

James. James.

- Our father who art in heaven... - Hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

- Thy will be done, - on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us,

and lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,

the power and the glory forever and ever.

Amen.

Hey. How did it go?

During the surgery,

we discovered the cause of the torsion.

Sophia had dermoid cysts on both ovaries.

Is that a cancer?

No, they're typically benign cysts that develop in utero.

They're kind of strange.

They can be full of strange things, like hair or teeth.

In Sophia's case, they had grown quite large

and were causing significant organ displacement and necrosis,

and once we removed them,

there wasn't enough healthy tissue

left to preserve the ovaries.

So you... you took them out?

We had no choice.

Oh. She's not going to have children.

Not of her own. I'm sorry.

Pastor, I just have a few papers here

that need your John hancock.

All right. And what is this?

Oh, same old, same old.

Payroll approval and purchase orders

for the streaming cameras. Blah, blah, blah.

All right.

You know, Tasha, if I haven't said so enough already,

thank you so much for stepping up around here.

Oh.

Spent the night in the hospital

with Sophia and Charity.

- Oh, no. Are they okay? - Yeah.

Thankfully yes, but I don't know.

I mean, between Zora being a handful,

Kerissa stretched super thin over at her school...

I mean, I don't know, us trying to get our streaming up

and running, it's just super appreciated

how much help you've been.

- Oh, it ain't no thing. - Oh, no.

It is a thing, and I told Craig

not only to turn up the heat in your office,

but if you ever, if you ever ask for anything,

and you don't get it immediately,

he's going to be looking for work.

You did not have to do that.

Oh, yes I did. You know why?

Because you're family.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

And just... Yep.

All right.

Mom?

Hey, honey. Hey, be careful.

The nurse said not to move too much, okay?

Okay. You slept here all night?

Of course I did.

I didn't want you to wake up alone in some strange place.

Am I okay?

Ultimately, mm-hmm.

You're gonna heal from this surgery.

You're gonna be back to your normal self very soon.

Then why do you look so worried?

There was a complication, sweetheart.

They had to remove your ovaries.

What does that mean? I can't have children ever?

If you want to be a mama, you're gonna be a mama.

You'll have lots of options. You can adopt.

Oh, I know. I know.

I know it doesn't seem like it, but it's gonna be okay.

Baby, God has got you. God has got you.

You can lean on him.

Why would he let this happen? Why?

I wish I had the answer.

I wish I did.

- May I? - Of course.

How can I be of assistance?

Um, it's not what I want, but I hear you,

and having heard you and having prayed on it myself,

well, I too now see no choice.

What's this?

It's a draft of what I think we should tell the church Sunday.

Feel free to make any changes you see fit.

I trust your judgment.

And, Mae...

I'm sorry.

Please close the door behind you.