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♪ I don't know about ♪

♪ Tomorrow ♪

♪ I just live ♪

♪ From day ♪

♪ To day ♪

♪ And I don't borrow ♪

♪ From ♪

♪ Its sunshine ♪

♪ For its skies ♪

♪ May turn to gray ♪

♪ And I don't worry ♪

♪ About ♪

♪ My future ♪

♪ For I know ♪

♪ What Jesus ♪

♪ Said ♪

♪ And today I'll walk ♪

♪ Beside Him ♪

♪ For He knows ♪

♪ What lies ahead ♪

Mom! Come look!

Hold on, Dre. Comin'.

Mom, I said, "Come look!"

Little Basquiat.

You did most of it, Mom.

No, we did it together.
It's really good, Dre.

Come on, you playin'.
Still gotta help me make dinner.

Come on. Don't make me say it again.

Praise the name of the Lord!

And there's something else
that you must understand

about Palm Sunday.

- Now, Lazarus, he was dead, right?
- Yes, he was!

And of course,
Jesus went and said, "Open up that tomb."

And Lazarus was up in there.

He said, "Rise up."

And Lazarus rose up.

He said, "Take them grave clothes off!"

Took them grave clothes off,

and then they had
a little celebration for Jesus.

They laid down the palms,
and they welcomed Jesus

and gave him the entrance as a king.

And if you believe in your heart

that God has raised him from the dead,

you shall be saved.

You shall be saved!

Why didn't you let me take
that boy to church?

He ain't wanna go, Mom.

I don't like making him do
what he don't want to do.

Well, I was hoping he could've…

Never mind.

If you got something to say, just say it.

This catfish got too much garlic.

Here we go.

Off to the races.
You said you wasn't gonna do this.

I'm just sayin'.

Who taught you to cook like this?

Not me.

Part of the deal
with you moving in here, Mom,

was I wouldn't have to hear your mouth
about how I ran my house.

What do you expect me to do, Ebony?

Eat shit with too much garlic?

Jesus Christ.

Ain't that right, boo?

Momma, shut the fuck up.

- I want some more milk.
- No.

You shouldn't have had that glass.
You lactose intolerant.

You never went
to no doctor to tell you that.

You just being cheap.

That's the last time I'mma tell your ass
about talking like that in my house.

Oh, shit.

Dre…

Look at me. Damn.

Don't fuckin' start with me, Berta.

Ain't had one in three weeks.

Come here, boy.

Damn.

When's Dad coming home?

I'm going to work.

Eat, Te.

You know when you bring up Dad like that,
you're making shit awkward.

Nate, tell him.

Hello? Can you answer?

Which one of you two keeps fartin'?

It stinks like shit! Ugh…

Goddamn.

See this motherfucking bat?

I'mma bust your motherfucking head
wide the motherfuck open!

Rotten, dirty,
fat-ass son of a bitch.

…that doesn't account
for the three months--

I have three kids,
and I just moved into a new house.

I wouldn't have spent that advance
fixing this place up if I'd known this.

Well, miss, it's not our job
to tell you how to spend the money.

Sir, we need to work something out.

There's nothing we can do now.

Because it's y'all fault
in the first place.

Oh, hell no!

What's so funny?

Till he start brushing his teeth,
stay five feet away from me.

Hey, yo, pussy boy!

Here come pussy boy. What up?

- You ain't hear me?
- Chill out.

- Keep walking.
- Shut up.

Gonna let your sis talk for you?

- Bitch.
- What you doing?

- Bruh, what…
- Fuck.

What the fuck are you doing?

What is wrong with you?

- Go on, ugly ass.
- Chill!

- Sit down.
- Chill out.

- Who you talking to?
- Just sit down, dawg!

Unfortunately, there's no more
options at this time, miss.

After three months of nonpayment,

the company's policy says
I have to repossess the car.

Now, if you can make some kind of payment,

we can work out an agreement.

But you're three months behind.

- Can you come up with the--

Grandma!

What's up, lady?

Where'd that come from?

Boy, what is this?

No. Answer me.

You think I'd touch that stuff
after seeing what it does to you?

I was hiding it from you.

I should've thrown it out.

- Is that blood on his shirt?
- Yeah.

- Yeah.
- Where'd that come from?

The corner boys.

- Hold this, Shante.
- Mom?

- Shit.
- Ebony, stop!

She's gonna go to jail again.

- You don't even know.
- Jamir!

- You fuckin' with my son?
- No--

Bitch-ass niggas touch my family again,
I swear to God…

Touch Nate again, you hear me?

And call your momma.
I'll rock that ho too.

- Ms. Ebony, it wasn't like that--
- Don't, you lying bitch.

- Who the fuck hit my son?
- He was fucking with him.

- It wasn't like that.
- Fuck with somebody else.

So, you wanna tell me
how to handle my kids now?

You, of all people?

You humiliated him, Ebony.

Wonder where I learned that shit from, Ma?

How do you expect to set an example
if you go flyin' off the handle like that?

'Cause you set a great example, right?

Fuckin' model mother you were.

You know I'm not proud of that.

Why would you sniff my breath like that
in front of my kids, Ma?

You know I wasn't drunk.

I've knocked bitches' teeth out for less.

Then do it, bitch.

Girl, I'm just trying to see
that you live a clean life.

Yeah, 'cause you got
the church now, right?

Praise the Lord, you all brand-new.

The Lord saved me.

You might have
your little church friends fooled,

but I remember everything.

Everything.

Your name's Trey?

Oh, my name's Andre.

My day today?

How was yours, friend?

How was yours?

This is where I live, mostly.

Where do you live?

You live here too?

My brother?

Far, far away, brother.

If you want to go home,
then go home.

- This fucking house.
- In the garden?

Dre!

- What are you doin'?
- Nothing.

What I tell you about talking to yourself?

Get your little ass in the house.

Go help your grandma.

Who you hiding from, Helen?
The notices couldn't have been that bad.

The show
just needs a little doctoring.

Don't worry.

If it flops, I can always get you a job
as understudy for my grandmother.

Thanks. I've already
turned down the part you're playing.

Bull.

Merrick's not that crazy.

"You should know, honey.
You just came out of the nuthouse."

"Not a nuthouse."

"They drummed you right out of Hollywood."

"So you come crawling back to Broadway."

"Well, Broadway doesn't go
for booze and dope."

"Now, you get out of my way
'cause I got a man waitin' for me."

"Well, that's a switch from the fags
you usually get stuck with."

"At least I never married one."

- Get your hands off me!
- Hot heads.

So, Shante, I was thinking,
since you and your father are so close,

maybe we could wait until he gets back
to do your birthday party.

Are you serious?

- So, no party?
- No, I didn't say that.

I did not say that.

I'm saying we could just do
something small.

You love being fancy, babe.
Let's just do a really nice dinner.

Make some lamb chops.

Maybe get one of them ice-cream cakes.

Remember the kind from Denise's, Dre?

So, what about my new phone, Ma?

What about your new phone?
The phone ain't going nowhere.

Steve Jobs gon' keep making phones.

Uh… Te, wait.

Where you going,
your head half-braided?

- I'm tired of this.
- What are you so tired of, Shante?

Being broke.

Me too.

Ow! Fuck.

Shante!

Damn.

Hey, pretty lady. How you doing today?

Just trying to live, boo. Trying to live.

Come over here
and sit with me with your sexy self.

Come here. Come sit down.

Eh, gotta get my shit done.

What's happening, Alberta?

Doin' the best I can
with what God gave me, Melvin.

Well, he did a lot today
'cause you sure look good.

Look at her.

Look. With her fucking titties out.
She always got somebody…

Face all painted up.

Doing way too much.

I see you trimmed that goatee.

It was gettin' wild.

You know, this is the third time
I've seen you here.

And you still ain't asked me out.

Um, what are you?

Gay or something?

She need to stop it.

Excuse me?

May I help you?

Thought so.

Catch me outside.

We'll exchange numbers.

All right, baby.

Alberta.

Just a moment.

Yeah.

Your last two months
still haven't been paid.

Ugh.

Damn Medicaid.
It's always something with them.

I'll call Monday, sort it out.

We stopped accepting Medicaid
over a year ago.

Well, then, who's been making my payments?

Well, I just assumed you knew.

Knew what?

That she's been paying.
So that you didn't have to switch clinics.

She knows you like it here.

Before you say something…

I didn't drive home.

I was at chemo today.

They told me
you've been making my payments.

They shouldn't have told you that.

I don't know what to say.

You don't gotta say nothing.

I'm fucked up. I'mma go pass out.

Who's in my house?

Damn basement door.

Ew.

If somebody's down there,
I'll fuck you up!

Mm.

Mm-mm. Mm-mm. Mm-mmm.

Damn.

Oh my God, baby.

You scared me.

Mm.

Don't worry about it.
I just ate some bad food.

Where is it?

Where's what?

My money.

Where did you get all that money?

Nathaniel Duwan,
I swear to God, if you selling drugs,

I'mma break that bat off
in your skinny ass.

Dad.

He sends me money orders, and I cash 'em.

Why?

'Cause I'm saving up
to get away from this.

Told him I want to get away from you.

Oh, word?

Word.

So where's my fucking money, Ma?

Who the fuck do you think you talking to?

I fucking hate you!

Ma, I'm sorry.

Mom…

Nigga, you fucked
with the wrong bitch tonight.

- You gotta be fucking--
- Ma--

No! Don't hurt him!

Mom--

- Ow!
- Andre! Shit.

Come here. Look at me. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Mother of the fuckin' year, Ebony.

I'm outta here.

Get back here, Nate.

Come here. Let me see.

There you go.

Oh, Dre. I'm so sorry.

So sorry.

Mom, it hurts.

I don't know how such a good person
came out of somebody like me.

Don't leave, Nate.

We need you.

I'm trying. I'm really trying.

What did your dad say?

Nothing. It was personal.

Bitch, not today.

He didn't say anything.

Look at this.

- Ew, what the fuck?
- Shante.

Watch that fucking mouth.

There was a dead cat in our basement.

- Stop. I see.
- You're just sitting there.

There was a dead cat… Okay.

That's 60 dollars, ma'am.

Call the landlord.

I get paid at time of service.

I'm not paying for that.
We just moved in here.

Sixty dollars or this shit
goes back down there.

I don't have it.

I got it.

I got you, Ma.

I'll be right back, sir.

I got you now, Ebony Jackson.

Let's see what excuse
you gon' come up with today.

There you go.

Go home and fry that shit up
with some soy sauce.

Ma, chill.

Cynthia.

Ebony.

Can we talk?

Sure. Come on inside.

Hey, kids, how y'all doing?

We good.

You can sit wherever you want.

Why didn't you call my office
and let 'em know about the move?

Did you forget I was your DCS officer?

I didn't know I had to.

Mm.

How's school going, y'all?

School's good.

I just left their school, Ebony.

And "good" was not the word they used.

You… found their school already. Okay.

Shante, what happened to your arm?

I don't remember.

You don't remember?

That looks painful.

I don't know. It was there when I woke up.

Mm.

And why are you
hunched over like that, Andre?

The playground.

The who?

The playground.

The playground?

So y'all gonna sit here

and act like y'all don't know
where these bruises came from?

- They said they don't remember.
- Do you remember?

No, I don't.

Know what, kids?
I need to talk to your momma alone.

Go on.

Shante, take my card.

Go ahead. Take it
if it makes her feel better.

Call me anytime.

I didn't have nothing to do
with them bruises, Cynthia.

Mm-hmm.

Look. I'm not here to make your life
harder, Ebony, or difficult.

My priority is the welfare
of your children.

We getting by.

Yeah, my mom moved in.
You see, she's helping us.

You been drinking?

I drink sometimes,
like everybody else does.

Yeah, you been drinking.

How much longer we gotta do this?

Till I say we stop.

Now, look.

Their father came into court
and made allegations

that there was drugging,
drinking, and neglect in this home.

He said that
because he wanted custody of our kids.

Then he's gonna take his ass to Iraq
with nowhere for them to live.

Now, you know the agreement we have
with the state.

You could maintain custody of your kids
as long as I monitor the situation.

I know what the situation is, Cynthia.
I'm the one in it.

They need stability.

They need you clearheaded.

Your kids need to know
you putting them first, Ebony.

You need to fix this shit.

How I get out of here?
Where's the front door?

It's right here.

- Here, where? Where's "here"?
- You've been through the house already.

If you stopped playing musical houses,
I wouldn't have to search for the door.

And what you looking at?

Listen, I'm tired.

You got a baby that think
he got whooped by the whole playground.

You got two big kids that don't have
no idea where these bruises came from.

You better stop playin' with me.

You have a great day, Cynthia.

You have a better one, Ebony.
You and your cockeyed mother.

Who's that, Ma?

I don't know.

Social services.

♪ Happy birthday, dear Shante ♪

♪ My baby! ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

I'd like to say happy birthday, Shante.

And I'd like to dedicate this song…
to your sexy grandmother.

If you know the words, sing along.

- ♪ You'll never find ♪
- Here we go.

♪ As long as you live… ♪

Four? Why do you keep rolling four?

Baby, my…
Do you know what I do for a living?

My hand been slick like that for years.
Give me that.

Now you just… you do what I do.

What you been doing for years?

Half of your wardrobe came from me.

♪ I'm not braggin' on myself, baby ♪

You know I boost, nigga.

♪ I'm the one who loves you
and there's no one else ♪

♪ No ♪

- My turn.
- No.

♪ No one else ♪

- You got it.
- Time for bed. Let's go. Come on.

Nope. Give it back.

But Asia promised
to teach me how to play dice.

No. Asia, stop teaching my kids to gamble.

Here, Melvin.

Thank you. Say good night.

Come on, Dre. Let's go. Bedtime.

Good night, baby.

Kids, time for bed. Let's go.

Bye, my baby.

- Girl, school ain't teaching them shit.
- Shante.

Huh?

Mom.

Yeah, girl. The phone is real.

I love you.

Is that your real daughter?

You mean, did I give birth to her?

Yeah.

She's my baby.

You know, she asked me
to move in here with them.

But… ever since we came in here,

none of them been acting right.

I know what is acting right.

Know what I was thinking?
If they get a Black girl in the palace,

that's when shit'll get poppin'.

Child, Prince Charles ain't gonna let
no mongrel baby wear them jewels, ever.

This fucking basement.

Andre, what are you doing in here?

Dre. Dre!

Dre! Dre. Look at me.

What are you doing?

What did you do to your head?

How'd you get past me?
You're supposed to be in bed.

Come here. Look at me.

Why were you in the basement?

I was talking with Trey.

Who is Trey?

He lives in the hole.

What hole?

The hole downstairs.

Sometimes he lives in my closet.

- Ebony, what's wrong with your kids?
- Look at me.

All of them.

You're burning up.
Come on. Let's go. Back to bed.

Come on.

Get in bed.

You all right?

Mm. Put this on your head.

♪ Then watch this rap bitch
Bust all over ya nuts like… ♪

♪ Dreams ♪

♪ Dreams ♪

♪ Dreams of fucking an R&B dick ♪

♪ Dreams of fucking an R&B dick ♪

Let me show you some shit
I learned in Dreamgirls.

Let's see.

Asia, come.
I got somebody for you.

Wanna dance with my friend? I got…

- Come on. Come down.
- Come on. Come on.

Come on, dance with this nigga, bitch.

What's your name?

Wait, Asia--

Don't you "Asia" me, bitch.

Asia, wait.
Hold on. Don't leave yet.

You have shown
your natural Black ass tonight.

Asia, shut…
Don't act like this not how we do.

Hold on, bitch. Don't leave yet. Wait.

Just stay. Let's do just one more shot.

I have a job that I have to get to,
which is Saks that opens at 9:00 a.m.

You have a job
that you have to get to tomorrow

that I hope your drunk ass can make it to.

Thank you.

I'mma get to my job.
And I hope you get caught tomorrow.

That's fine, bitch.
Yo nigga'll get me out.

- Sissy bitch!
- You stanky-pussy-ass bitch!

Never!

Where the fuck is everybody at?

This supposed to be a motherfuckin' party!

Hello?

Did y'all see how
I put it on that nigga?

Andre.

Bed, now!

Turn around and look at me
when I'm talking to you.

I'm scared.

What is going on with you, Dre?

Get upstairs, go.

Get upstairs. Now.

Go. Now. Don't make me tell you twice.

Now!

Now!

Y'all, stop banging.

Did y'all hear me?

Motherfuckers.

What the fuck did I just tell y'all?

Call you tomorrow?

Yes.

Mom!

Alberta!

Grandma! Grandma! Help!

What did you do?

I…

Shante, what happened?

I woke up on the floor,
and Mom was yelling.

Nate, what happened?

I… I don't know.

Ebony, what did you do?

She threw us against the wall.

No, I didn't.

Get out of here.

Uh…

What happened? Hm?

Wait…

Can't get nothin' right.

Takin' this shit out.

♪ A widow bird sate mourning… ♪

Black Americans have been
more affected by AIDS than…

Well, since the beginning of the epidemic.

While that disparity
has even grown deeper.

Because art is truth.

Yes, Andre?

Can I go to the bathroom?

44% of all deaths
from AIDS are Black people.

♪ The frozen wind… ♪

My brother died from it.

♪ The freezing stream below… ♪

The hospitals
wouldn't touch him.

He was a leper.

He died on the street.

Ew!

Andre Jackson, stop this right now.

♪ There was no leaf
Upon the forest bare ♪

Andre, you stop this right now!

- Sorry, I have to take this.
- Not when you got a client in the chair.

Stevie, I have three kids
and a sick mom at home.

Hello. This Ebony.

Wait, hold… Slow down.

Crunchy.

Drive.

Trey.

The good news is your children's MRI,
ultrasound, blood work,

and chest X-ray all look good.

And the psychological evaluations
found nothing out of the ordinary.

Then you need to run more tests
'cause something ain't right.

I don't think the results
will be any different

from any other kinds of tests.

Let's just see how things go and progress,
and take it from there.

There's nothing to worry about,
in my opinion.

Doctor, my son ate his own shit today.

Excuse me. Hi. Hi.

I'm talking to you. I'm their mother.

They were rushed here today.

Having some sort of… breakdown…

I don't know what they were having.
Don't tell me, "Nothing to worry about."

Have they been
under any psychological stress lately?

Yeah, you know, they…

It's the kids' third home in a year.

Their father's over in Iraq.
We don't know when he's coming home.

So, yes. I would say
the kids are stressed the fuck out.

Ebony, I need you to lower your voice.

She's trying to help us as best she can.

No. Ma, stop!

I'm not just gonna let her
push us out of here.

These are my kids…
our babies we're talking about here.

I don't know what you have to do.
Run more tests?

Ask more fucking questions?

But I'm not leaving here till you tell me
what the fuck is going on with my kids.

Ma, where are you going?

I'm not gonna let you talk
to her like that.

Why don't we talk about the bruises?

That's a conversation I'd like to have.

- Hey, y'all stop running.
- Stop running.

I don't want to fight, Ebony.

Ma, did you even hear yourself in there?

"Oh, I'm sorry, Doctor."

"My little Black daughter
must be confused."

Damn, the kids are sick,

and all you care about
is whether I'm acting right or not.

Why don't you fucking support me?

I support you.

But maybe she's right.

You ever think of that?

Maybe sometimes other people are right

and you don't got the answers
to everything in the world.

That idea ever go across your thick head?

Maybe there is something else
going on with those kids.

You got something you want to say to me?

What the hell happened last night?

I saw them marks on Nate.

You beat them kids, Ebony.

You got some nerve on you.

If you wasn't old and sick,
I'd lay you out right now.

If you hit them again,
I'm gonna turn you in myself.

Never turned you in.

You the same, Ma.

Cook your collard greens
and play Stevie Wonder.

Fuck all these Black men.

You're just like
every other white bitch out here.

Down with niggas till it's really time
to be down with niggas.

Fake bitch. Get in my fucking car.

- What are y'all doing? Why y'all--
- Fuck you, bitch.

Shante, get in my car.

Ma, can you get that?

Ma!

You didn't hear my phone ringing?

- Childish.
- You're childish.

- Hello?
- This was my grandmother's.

This is a call
from St. Anthony's Children's Hospital

informing you that your balance
of $30,593 and 48 cents--

Fuck. Fucking bill collectors.

The Lord don't put anything
you can't handle.

Mom, please. Enough
with the Jesus bullshit for one night.

I'd have been dead
if the Lord hadn't saved me.

He saved me.

He can save you.

Tell him to take the cancer
out of your body, 'cause I can't pay--

Get this shit off my wall--

Yeah, there she go.

I remember her.

This is a fix, Ma.

Might not be on that shit no more,
but you still getting high.

Ain't that right, Alberta?

You want me to die, Ebony?

That be better for you?

Your fucked-up mother dead and gone?

Who would you blame then?

Mom!

Coming, Dre.

Nate, what you doing?

Nate!

Nate? Nate.

Nate!

Get off! What are you doing?

Stop! Get off of him!

No!

Alberta!

Ma!

Stop! Let him go!

Stop! Stop!

Baby! Baby. Come here. Come here.

- Help me. I don't know what happened.
- Oh, Nate.

- What?
- I don't know what happened.

He just…

I just started strangling him.

I'm so fucking scared.

Ebony.

Hey, Cynthia, um…

Now's not really a… a good time.

Ebony, I'm gonna need you
to open this door

and let me in so I can do my job.

Okay, but wait. But my…

The kids are asleep and…

Can we do it a different time?

You're making this so much harder
than it has to be.

Open the damn door.

We gotta do it right now, Ebony.

Damn. Fuck.

- You can't keep your kids out of school.
- This house is making 'em sick.

I can feel it.

And I'm hearing things, like…

And whatever it is,
it is infecting my kids.

Ebony.

I talked to the doctor… at the hospital.

She didn't even fucking look at my kids.

I saw how she was looking at me.

"Just some Black bitch
with too many goddamn kids." Fuck her.

She said your kids are behaving this way
because they think that's what you want.

They playing up into this because they
believe that's what you want them to do.

Andre was in that closet.

Talking some language
I never heard before.

He said this little boy told him
that he should kill hisself.

Ebony, I'm tired of your bullshit.

I need to see your kids.

You walk in this house
with that fucked-up look on your face.

Judging me and judging all this shit.

Black woman to Black woman?

Maybe if you had some kids of your own,
you'd get it.

I have a son.

My son died when he was seven years old.

I couldn't protect my Julian, Ebony.

There was absolutely

nothin' I could do.

I turned my back

for two seconds.

Two seconds.

I just turned around…

It was just two seconds
that I turned around.

And when I turned…

When I turned back around,

that car had hit my baby.

So…

Black woman to Black woman?

When I see sisters
like you taking their kids for granted,

it turns my fucking stomach.

Why you don't believe me?

I'm not doing anything to my kids.

That's it, Ebony.

That's enough. I need to see the kids.

Where are the kids?

A bat?

A bat.

A fuckin' bat.

- Stop hitting your kids.
- Get out of here!

Fuck you, bitch.
I don't hit my fucking kids.

- Your mother's a bitch.
- Fuck outta here.

Ebony.

- You got to get your shit together.
- Ma, I--

They're gonna take our babies.

The fuck is she takin' pictures for?

Hey, bitch!

I know you're working with her.

You get your ass back to social services!

You don't believe me?

It's not that I don't believe you.

I just haven't heard
of anything like this before.

They don't remember anything

when they come out of
these trances they've been having.

How long has this been goin' on, Alberta?

Since around the time
we moved into that house.

Since you first moved in?

Yes.

There's something evil in our home,
and it is feeding on my family.

I don't do that sort of thing here.

You should try another church.

You came to see
if I was beating my kids at the bar?

I know you don't have
your kids in the bar, Ebony.

And I'm not in the mood for you
and Cynthia's games today.

So go back to your office… or wherever.

Your kids are sick.

There's an evil spirit in your house.

I'm an apostle.

A prophet, evangelist.

I go where God sends me.

So, um…

Jesus sent you here to… to save us?

I needed to confirm my suspicion
before I intervened.

That's Janelle.

And that's Ahman.

Twenty years ago,
they lived in your house.

That was their first house.

And they were so proud of it.

They came up in '93 from Memphis.

They were members of my church.

They were a beautiful family.

Those are their kids.

They loved them.

I loved them.

Hey, Alberta.

So what happened to 'em?

They took him
to several doctors.

They couldn't find anything wrong
with the boy.

So that's when they turned to me.

I had to act.

I had to cast out that demon.

I had to do what we call the deliverance.

Like in The Exorcist movie?

I don't do no exorcisms.

I don't need an intercessor.

Jesus Christ is my intercessor.

If you act in the power
and the authority of Jesus Christ,

you can touch a body,

and the demon will run.

Demons?

Yes. Demons.

As soon
as I walked in that house…

my nose was filled
with the smell of death.

I had never been
in the presence of such powerful evil.

I could not match its strength.

It laughed at me.

And I lost the boy.

What… What do you mean, you lost him?

I don't know what happened
in that house after that.

No!

Oh!

Wait, wait, what did I…

What did I do with your head?

She strangled the baby girl,
and then she hung herself.

The little boy that died…

what was his name?

His name was Trey.

My son has this, um…

this… make-believe friend named…

named Trey.

That's no friend.

That's the devil.

Ebony, that demon wants your son.

When my deliverance of Trey failed,
it waited in that house

for another innocent child to come along.

- And that child is your son Andre.
- Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop! Stop!

Fuck is wrong with you?

You know how crazy you sound right now?

Stay the hell away from my family.

And stop fuckin' following us.

You're gonna need me.

Ma! Ma!

Nate!

Ma? Ma!

Ma? Ma!

Ma!

Mom!

Mom…

No. No, wait. wait, wait, wait.

Please wait!

Wait!

Andre!

What happened to Grandma?

You tell me.

Mom!

Shante!

Nate!

Where are we going?

I don't know.

- What about our suitcases?
- I don't know! I don't know!

You gotta stop asking me shit, Dre, okay?

I don't know.

I called her.

You did what?

Someone has to help us
now that Grandma's gone, Ma.

I had to call Cynthia.

You think it's easy doing what I do
while we're barely scraping by?

Newsflash, Missy Elliott, it's not.

It's hard as fuck!

I painted y'all rooms,
decorated 'em how y'all want.

You want me to go to jail, Te?

Who the fuck you think
gonna take care of y'all?

Dre, stop! What are you doing?
Knock it off.

It's all your fault
your mother's dead.

What did you just say to me?

What are you saying?
What is he saying, Nate?

It's all your fault your mother's dead.

Help me, please!

Help! Help me.

Help. Please. Please help.

Help me.

Hey, hey, hey.

- Please.
- Take it easy.

What's going on? What's the matter?

Something is killing my kids.

- Your children?
- Yes. Could you please…

Where are we?

Nate. Nate, wake up.

In the past six months,

have you ever thought
about harming yourself

or your children?

No.

In the past six months, have you attempted
to harm yourself or your children?

- No. No, of course not.
- All right.

Just a simple yes or no will do.

I'm sorry.

Do you feel
that your life is out of control?

No.

Do you currently use drugs or alcohol?

No. No drugs. Never.

Does weed count?

Do you use marijuana?

No.

When was the last time
you consumed alcohol?

I don't know.

A few weeks ago, maybe.

Now, Ebony, I know that's not true.

It is.

No.

No, it's not, sweetie.

Remember when you came into the hospital,
we gave you a blood test?

What do you think the test showed?

You wanna try this again?

This time, you're gonna be honest with me.

All right.

Do familiar surroundings
sometimes seem strange,

threatening, unreal to you?

Yes.

Have you ever heard unusual sounds,

like banging, or chirping,
or clicking in your ears?

Yes.

Have you ever been confused about whether…

Ebony? Sweetie?

All you have to do
is answer the questions.

It's not forever.

And it's the best thing,

I think.

I talked 'em out of 302ing you.

They're sending them
to a church foster care, Ebony.

Wait. Let me just--

Wait. Wait.
Open this fucking door.

Wait, Nate! Nate!

Te!

I was freed by the prayer!

It's already done!

We are healed!

That's the news!

Why did it choose us?

That thing is ancient.

It's been waiting for you.

From where?

Lucifer.

The devil himself.

When God cast him out of Heaven,

a third of the angels followed him.

And those angels became demons.

And one of those demons
has found its way into your baby.

And through him,
it's possessing the other two.

Well, what does it want?

It wants your baby…

and everybody in that house dead and gone.

Ebony,

this demon, it preys on the weak.

And see, right now, you're weak.

But we about to make you strong.

How long has he been like this?

He's been like this all night.

He's been growling and hissing.

A little while ago,
he was speaking another language.

He hears what's in here.

If it's not spoken in faith,
it's just words.

I tried talking to Him…

when I was little.

Bad things happened
to me when I was young.

My mom…

My mom let a…

I asked Him to make it stop.

What happened?

Nothing.

Ebony.

I think you think
that this is transactional.

It's not transactional.

We're not just doing this

to keep your son away from some demon.

You gotta know that you're loved.

You're loved, Ebony.

God loves you.

Come on, we're gonna pray.

Lord Jesus, we acknowledge
that you are Lord.

Lord Jesus, we acknowledge
that you are Lord.

We know
that you died for our sins.

We know that you…

…you died for our sins.

- Jesus, please forgive us and forgive me.
- Yes, Jesus, forgive me.

Forgive me.

Forgive her for her sins. Help her.

Hi, Andre.

Do you remember me?

He likes watching you sleep.

Who likes watching me sleep?

Julian.

How do you know I had a son, Andre?

Did your mommy tell you that?

My mother's dead.

God is dead.

Why would you say that, Andre?

I'm not Andre, stupid.

Who are you?

Unstrap me and I'll tell you.

That's not how this works, Andre.

Let's not hit the panic button yet,
Ms. Henry.

I'm sure there's a perfectly logical
explanation for all of this.

I just saw a little boy
break his restraints,

crawl out of that bed,
crawl backwards on the floor,

and climb up the fucking wall.

What button should I push, doctor?

Where's the boy now?

- Hey, y'all. How you doing?
- Fine. How are you?

Hey, y'all.

- Who is that?
- I have no idea.

Nurse, would you take me to Andre Jackson?

He's in 509,
but I'm not going back in that room.

You're not going back in that room?

Nurse!

Ebony, remember, before we get started,
whatever it says to you,

do not listen to it.

It will play on your heart.
It will play on your mind.

It will take the form
of people that you love.

This is the deliverance of Andre Jackson.

My name is Apostle Bernice James.

The other person present is Ebony Jackson,
his mother, who has given me permission…

- Say, "Yes, I have."
- Yes, I have.

…given me permission
to conduct this deliverance.

We are going to pray. Father…

Father, we ask for your forgiveness.

We ask for your mercy,
that you cleanse and sanctify us

for this spiritual warfare.

Ebony.

Get back.

Ebony, please, get these chains off me.

Apostle James

is here tonight.

I can smell
your nappy pussy.

And you,

you fucking half-breed whore.

I should have flushed your ass
down the toilet

when you were just a blood clot.

Father!

Father! Ahh!

In the name of Jesus…

…we pull down the strongholds

that have been participating
and cooperating

in the life of Andre Jackson
and the Jackson family.

I'm gonna kill you, bitch.

We break the legal bonds
of this demonic spirit…

…that has waged war
against this Jackson family.

Against his brother.

Against his sister.

Come to the rescue of this family,

who you made in your image.

In the beginning was the word,
and the word was God.

We command every unclean spirit,

every familiar spirit,

every territorial spirit
to leave this boy in the name of Jesus.

Yes, please.

I told you all, don't fuck with me.

- What's happening?
- Come here.

- What's happening?
- Come on, grab… Close the door.

Okay.

- Go upstairs until this is over.
- Okay.

Okay. Don't hurt him.

You foul, unclean spirit!

- You shut your lies--
- You the lie, bitch.

- You hush!
- You said you could save that boy's soul.

- You shut up! You hush!
- But he's in here with me.

He's in here with us.

Leave my son.

What's happening to me, Mommy?

Wait. Wait, wait.

Where…

Ebony…

- I'm dying.
- Oh, Bernice.

I'm so sorry.

I doubted myself… again.

I had fear.

That can't happen to you.

No fear.

Can you…

Can you help me?

I can't get him out, Mommy. Please.

You're scaring me, Mommy.

Please don't hurt me.

I'll be a good boy.

You cunt!

- You don't even know what you're doing.
- Wait.

No! No! No!

No!

No.

You know who I am.

Don't you?

I gotta kill
all you motherfuckers in here.

Jesus!

I know you
don't want to talk to me, but…

you can talk to God.

Give me back my child!

That motherfucker
don't love you!

Nobody loves you.

Not that nigga that left you.

Certainly not your bitch-ass mother.

My mother loves me.

She was a child of God.

I rebuke you, Satan, in the name of Jesus.

I can do all things
through Christ who strengthens me.

Because He lives inside me.

I'm a child of God!

Wait! Don't!

I rebuke you, Satan, in the name of Jesus.

Don't do this to us.

Ebony. Ebony, don't do this to me.

We all we got, girl.

I rebuke you, Satan, in the name of Je--

Jesus!

Jesus! Jesus! Yes, God!

Jesus! Jesus! Yes, God!

- Jesus! Jesus! Yes, God!
- Help me!

Jesus!

Yes, God!

Yes, God!

Hallelujah! Yes, God! Yes!

No. No.

No!

Go back to where you came from.

Dre?

Dre?

Dre?

Dre.

Dre!

Dre, baby!

No.

Hey.

Uh, let me get a…

I talked to my boss, Ebony.

We got a battle ahead of us.

Yeah, I figured.

I'mma get 'em back, though.

How they doing?

They don't remember.

I'm getting out of here.

Going back to Philly.

Moving in with my auntie.

Till I can get a house together
for me and the kids.

Ebony, I'mma talk to the judge.

But your kids were fucked up.

And you got a record.

If it's God's will, I'll get 'em.

I wish I could find your kind of faith.

This'll help. I promise.

You take care of yourself, Ebony.

- So, where are we going?
- Back to Philly.

I've been in touch with your dad.

We're gonna try and work things out.

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