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ADULT DEAN: It's impossible to think

about growing up in the black church

without thinking about the pastors that led them.

And even though women weren't allowed

in the pulpit back then...

? I once was lost ?

... you better believe they still made

- their voices heard... - ? But now I'm found ?

... through the choir.

? Was blind, but now I see ?

PASTOR SINGLETON: Amen, amen.

Let's give it up for Sister Shirley Williams, everybody.

That was Grandma Shirley, Daddy's mom.

Now, we're all familiar with the stories

of mothers-in-law who hate their daughters-in-law,

but in our family, it was the exact opposite.

- Grandma Shirley loved Mama. A lot. - Moving forward...

And she made sure everybody knew it.

... I'd like to invite anyone who wants to come and share

their testimony on this morning.

Is there one?

I do, Pastor.

Uh, well, Sister Henderson, come on up.

Give her a hand clap of praise.

- [APPLAUSE] - Please, come right on.

This is one of our mothers of the church. Amen.

But once the singing was done, I was ret-to-go.

Who has time to hear how good God has been to everybody?

All I could do was sit there and pray,

"Please, dear God, please do something

to make this stop!"

The baptismal pool is overflowing!

We're about to drown!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING, SCREAMING]

[CHUCKLES] God.

Always with the floods. [CHUCKLES]

[WHISPERING] Shh! This isn't funny.

Sister Henderson just passed out.

[GASPS]

Uh-oh. I mean, I didn't pray for that to happen.

Ah, she's gonna be alright.

- She's dead. - [SIGHS]

The doctors did everything they could,

but I guess it was just her time.

I was certainly feeling guilty for praying

that God would do something to end service,

but I just meant a hurricane or an earthquake, nothing deadly.

I thought the woman had been dead for years.

I don't know what I'm gonna do to replace her.

She was my best alto.

[HUMMING "AMAZING GRACE"]

DEAN: Can't we talk about something else?

Like what the preacher said in his sermon...

a-about that guy.

- You mean Jesus? - [SIGHS LIGHTLY]

Mama, you have any singers in mind?

Not yet, but I better get somebody sooner than later.

? I once was lost ?

? But now am found ?

Lillian, you want to join my choir?

Well, now, Mother Williams,

if it's what you need, then I'm here to help.

This is great.

Who would have thought that my beautiful daughter-in-law

- would be in my choir? - [LAUGHS]

Well, you know, Mama, I'm a bit of a singer myself.

Well, my tenor section is full, baby.

Actually, I'm more of a baritone.

You're so handsome.

??

[LAUGHS]

? All I know ?

? Ohhh, through the highs and the lows ?

? I'mma find my way home ?

If I could have everyone's attention for a moment,

I want to introduce you to our newest alto,

my daughter-in-law, Lillian,

who has taken time out of her busy schedule

to help all of us out in our time of need.

With that said, I'd be remiss if I didn't mention

the tragedy that happened here on Sunday,

and that tragedy was how terrible you sounded.

[CHOIR MURMURING] It's a wonder more people didn't drop dead

from that embarrassing performance.

[CHUCKLES] Damn, Grandma.

Tell us how you really feel.

Sister Patterson, you're five minutes late.

Well, I'm so sorry, Sister Williams,

but I had trouble getting my walker

up the church steps, you know.

You've had that walker for eight years.

Think you would have figured it out by now.

Don't help her!

Ohh.

Sister Williams, I'd be happy

to take over the head alto duties

since we no longer have Sister Henderson.

Sister Joyce, that won't be necessary.

I've already decided

who's gonna be our new head alto,

and it's Lillian.

[BREATHES SHARPLY] Wait, are... are you sure?

Lillian, move down to the head alto seat.

[BREATHES SHARPLY]

??

??

? Jesus is on the main line ?

? Tell Him what you want ?

? Jesus is... Jesus is on the main... main line ?

Mama, you've been at it for over an hour.

Maybe let Jesus off the main line.

Maybe it's time for you to get off the phone.

[SCOFFS] I'll call you back.

Take it easy on your mother.

She's working hard.

And I think you sound great.

I just don't want to mess up on my first Sunday,

and I definitely don't want people to think

I didn't earn my spot.

I'd hate it if folks thought

that Mother Williams was favoring me.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

My mother favors you over everyone.

- Other than Jesus. Maybe. - [BOTH LAUGH]

Your mother can be, uh, very demanding of the choir.

S-She can be quite a stickler.

Aw. She just knows how to get things done.

That's why the choir's so good.

??

And why they're so terrified.

Your grandmother is a monster.

She made several choir members cry,

and I think she was glad about it.

What? Grandma?

I have never seen her be mean to anyone.

Child, exactly.

But she's from a different generation,

so I guess that's just how they were raised.

I am lucky you and Daddy aren't like that.

For instance, there is no way

someone from Grandma's generation

would let me go to a party on a school night.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

- Kim. - Mm.

You're not going to that party.

??

You know, I'm glad Grandma's mean to you.

[GRUNTS]

[CLOCK TICKING] [SIGHS]

Ah!

Poor baby. Can't sleep?

Because you put me to sleep...

forever!

[LAUGHS MANIACALLY]

[CLOCK TICKING, CRICKETS CHIRPING]

- [DOOR OPENS] - [GASPS]

Why are you making so much noise?

- People are trying to sleep. - Kim, I have to confess something.

O-On Sunday, I was so bored in church that I prayed

and asked God to do something to end church early,

and the next thing I knew, Sister Henderson died.

But I didn't want that,

and... and now I think she's haunting me.

Well, if she's haunting you, that means she wants something from you,

and if you don't figure it out...

[WHISPERING] she'll be haunting you forever.

[GASPING SOFTLY]

["JESUS IS ON THE MAINLINE" PLAYS]

[RHYTHMIC CLAPPING]

??

? If you're sick and want to get well ?

? Tell Him what you want ?

? Oh, if you're sick and want to get well ?

- ? Tell Him what you want ? - ? Yeah ?

? If you're sick and want to get well ?

? Tell Him what you want ?

? Ohhh, call Him up and tell Him what you want ?

? Call Him up and tell Him what you want ?

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

- [INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS] - Mnh. Mnh, mnh, mnh.

That was a mess.

I could have dug Sister Henderson up,

and she would've sounded better than whatever y'all were trying to do.

Well, I would just like to say, Mother Williams,

that I believe the congregation enjoyed the choir today.

In fact, a few people caught the Holy Spirit.

Well, hmm, I guess the Holy Spirit

must have lower standards than I do.

??

Well, thanks for bringing me home. I'll see you next time.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

- [DOOR CREAKS LIGHTLY] - [SLURPS]

So, how was church?

- [DOOR CLOSES] - It was fine.

She's a different person in front of the choir, isn't she?

- Wait, you knew? - [LAUGHS] Yes.

You see, your mother-in-law has something

that I call a "takeover spirit".

When she joined the choir 20 years ago,

she was just supposed to play the piano,

but two weeks in,

she had run the choir director off and took over.

- Maybe a little feedback will help. - Mm-hmm.

I know all about organizational communication from work.

Maybe I could help her.

Best to leave it alone.

- MOTHER WILLIAMS: Clisby! - Yeah?

Come on in here now. I'm about to run your bath.

[SIGHS]

[CHAIR CREAKS LIGHTLY]

I've already took my bath, but I'm not gonna tell her,

so she can have her way, hm?

[DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE]

The things I do to save this marriage.

??

What Edgar Allan Poe is illuminating here

is the overwhelming guilt the murderer feels

as well as the crushing weight of knowing

he's committed the most unspeakable of acts.

??

Why is she only looking at me?

Dean? Dean?

Dean! Why'd you do it?

Tell me!

Why did you do it?!

- Aah! - [SCHOOL BELL RINGS]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Did anyone see a dead old lady

standing at the front of class?

You mean other than the teacher? [LAUGHS]

CORY: Dean, you need to let this go, man.

It's all in your head.

I know, but [SIGHS] y-you don't think

God killed Sister Henderson because of me?

I'm pretty sure God doesn't work that way.

Yes, He does. God kills people all the time.

- Just read the Bible. - [SIGHS]

I really don't want to go to Hell for this.

[LAUGHS] I don't see any way you won't.

Dean, there's only one way to make up for what you did.

Seek guidance from a higher power.

- [BELL TOLLS] - [BREATHES SHARPLY]

Okay, Sister Henderson, are you here?

??

Sister Henderson, are you mad at Dean?

[WHIMPERS]

Well, what can Dean do to make amends with you?

"D"...

- "I"... - [WHIMPERS]

[WHISPERS] ... "E."

[WHIMPERS] Come on, Satan, please add a "T," add a "T"!

- Kim, you're pushing the pointer! - No, it's not me. I swear!

Dean, why are you going through all of this trouble

when all you got to do is talk to me?

- [SCREAMING] - [DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[LAUGHS, CLAPS]

[LAUGHS]

I like her.

??

? Nobody knows the trouble I've seen ?

? Glory ?

? Hallelujah ?

Well, I guess that's as good as it's gonna get tonight.

If Jesus hadn't already died for your sins,

that last number would've killed him.

I'll see you all at the next rehearsal on...

Uh, Mother Williams, can I interrupt for a quick second?

Mm-hmm.

I took the liberty of passing around a suggestion box.

I've found it to be an effective

communication tool in the workplace.

Huh. Why don't you read some right now?

Oh, let's see. Oh, okay. How about this one?

"Each choir member should be responsible

for taking their own robe home and cleaning it."

That sounds like a great idea.

Well, Sister Joyce...

Oh, um, Mother Williams, the suggestions are anonymous.

I take the robes home with me

because I wash them using an unscented detergent.

That way, they don't end up

smelling like the inside of a prostitute's purse.

[CHOIR MURMURING]

Uh, "It would be nice if the choir could learn some new songs."

Was that you, Sister Edna?

Or you, Sister Wilma?

- You, Lillian? - [GASPS]

At least Judas would have kissed me first.

Well, Mother Williams, I meant no disrespect.

I just felt like our repertoire is...

- getting a little familiar. - You know, Lillian,

with your experience "in the workplace,"

you seem to have a grasp on what the choir needs.

So my suggestion is for you to take over as choir director.

Mother Williams, no one wants that.

- We were just merely suggesting that... - Do it, Lillian.

[CHOIR MURMURING]

Oh, well, if that's how you all feel,

I'm more than happy to resign

- and just play the piano. - But, Mother Williams...

It's okay, Lillian.

This is what the people want.

Nobody blames you.

- You fired my wife?! - You fired my mama?!

[SIGHS]

??

I didn't fire anyone.

Mother Williams chose to step down.

Well, the worst part is, if she's not

running the choir, she's running me.

That woman has to run something.

Now you're starting to sound like Lil.

- Mama's nothing like that. - Come on, Bill. Lil's right.

- Your mother's a monster. - I didn't say that.

And I don't think that.

You remember the time she took your class

to the museum all by herself?

Well, that was because she had told all the parents

that they weren't qualified to chaperone the children.

- Their own children. - I don't remember it like that.

And that time she did all the baking for the school's bake sale?

She had told all the mothers

that their food wasn't fit for flies or goats.

Maybe she meant flies and goats in a good way.

Look, there are a lot of disgruntled choir members

who wanted to have their voices heard,

so I owe it to them to try to make this work.

Well, you better hope it works.

Otherwise, I'll be spending a lot more time

over here than at home,

and nobody wants that.

??

Oh, that's right.

I'm the nice one.

[EXHALES DEEPLY]

Unfortunately, it seemed everybody was on C. P. Time...

Choir People Time.

What did you think I meant?

Where is everybody?

Rehearsal's at 7:00, and it's already 7:15.

Did you call them to remind them to be on time?

They have to be reminded to come to rehearsal?

I thought rehearsal was the same time

for the last 20 years.

- If it was that simple, they would have... - [DOOR OPENS]

... been here already. [LAUGHS]

- [DOOR CLOSES] - Ah, good to see everybody.

Next time, let's try to be on time, please.

It's the director's responsibility

- to call and remind us about rehearsal. - [DOOR OPENS]

- Alright then, everybody, let's make a phone tree. - [DOOR CLOSES]

Each one of you will be responsible

for calling someone else to remind them about rehearsal.

I did it with my staff.

It was a great way for everybody

to keep accountability with one another.

Well, uh, let's go ahead and get started

with who we have here.

Has everyone familiarized themselves

with the new song?

Nobody?

I couldn't find my reading glasses.

Well, since rehearsal is, uh, starting a little late,

we'll push through to 8:30, alright?

It'll give us time to familiarize ourselves with the new music.

Uh, Sister Patterson?

I-I was just saying we'll end rehearsal at 8:30.

I heard you.

And by the time I get to my car,

it'll be 8:30.

??

One thing I knew for sure is I didn't want

Sister Henderson haunting me anymore.

I figured maybe she'd stop visiting me

at my place of rest if I visited hers.

Brought these as a peace offering.

I couldn't afford roses, so I hope you like carnations.

I hope they make up for everything, and I-I'm sorry.

WOMAN: Sorry for what?

[WIND RUSHING]

Agnes?

- Hi, I'm Donna. - Oh.

Agnes was my grandmother.

Oh, uh, I'm sorry. I-I'm Dean.

I... Don't say you killed her grandmother.

Don't say you killed her grandmother.

Don't say you killed her grandmother.

I didn't kill her.

O-Of course not.

Sh-She was sick.

Doctor told us she only had a few months left,

and that was three years ago,

so we're just happy for the extra time.

Oh, great. Thank God.

The doctors killed her. Perfect.

[CHUCKLES]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Mm. Grandma always kept a butterscotch in her purse.

Would you like one?

Uh, sure, yeah.

[CHOKING]

Dean? Dean, baby, you okay?

[STRAINED] Yeah, I'm fine.

Okay.

Well played, Sister Henderson.

Well played.

??

It's time for the choir to start marching in.

How can they march in when half of them aren't here?

And half of the ones who are

forgot to bring back their choir robes.

[SIGHS] Sister Patterson, where's Sister Tammy?

- Did you call her? - No, I did not.

I do not speak to that woman

ever since she called herself flirting

with my late husband in the supermarket in '62.

Lord have mercy, you were number four on the phone tree,

which means nobody else got their calls.

You're the choir director.

It is your job to know that I do not speak to that woman.

Uh, can we have five more minutes, please?

In all the years that I've played piano,

Sunday services were never late.

Well... I [SIGHS] I don't know what to do.

How would you fix it at that job of yours?

["WADE IN THE WATER" PLAYS]

? If you don't believe I've been redeemed ?

? God's gonna trouble the water ?

? Just follow me down to Jordan's stream ?

? God's gonna trouble the water ?

? Oh, wade in the water ?

? Wade in the water, children ?

? Wade in the water ?

? God's gonna trouble the water ?

? God's gonna trouble the water ?

? Oh, God's gonna trouble ?

? God's gonna trouble the water ?

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

- Hallelujah! - Yes!

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE CONTINUE]

Mm! Lillian, that was absolutely divine.

I think the Lord has humbled me.

Well, you know, I couldn't have done it without you,

Mother Williams.

Mm. [CHUCKLES]

Now we see what your plan was all along.

- WOMAN: Mm-hmm. - My plan?

Your plan to steal all the glory,

while the rest of us sit back here like you're Diana Ross

- and we're just the Supremes. - [CHOIR MURMURS]

Well, half of you didn't show up,

and the rest of you didn't know the song.

You know, it's called a choir.

- Not a Lillian. - WOMAN: Amen to that.

- Am I right? - You're right.

[CHOIR MURMURING]

Alright, I... [SIGHS]

Okay... You know what?

You're right.

You're right.

[SIGHS]

Mother Williams, would you be willing to return

and get the choir back on track?

Because, clearly, I'm in over my head...

and humbled.

I suppose I could do that.

And maybe I can open my ears to more of your thoughts.

Well, thank you for being a team player, unlike Lillian.

[CHOIR MURMURING]

I tried to warn you.

[MURMURING CONTINUES]

You did, and you're right.

I'm sorry if I overstepped.

I guess I have a little bit of the "takeover spirit," too.

Girl, you been talking to Clisby?

I think it's just better if I go back

to being your favorite daughter-in-law,

and not a member of your choir.

[CHUCKLES]

["STEAL AWAY" PLAYS]

? Steal away ?

? Steal away home ?

Things for Mama and Grandma got back to normal.

Grandma even added a new song.

? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ?

And Mama eventually found a place

- where her takeover spirit was a perfect fit. - ? ... in His hands ?

? He's got the whole world in His hands ?

? He's got the whole world in His hands ?

? He's got the whole world in His hands ?

- ? He's got the whole world in His hands ? - Please, dear God, do something to make this stop!

? He's got the whole world... ?

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