The Fighting Temptations Script - Dialogue Transcript

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The Fighting Temptations Script

  
  
 
                   
I can hear

 
                   
Church bells tolling

 
                   
I can hear

 
                   
Saints a-singing

 
                   
I can see

 
                   
See hearse wheels rollin'

 
                   
Somebody's leavin'

 
                   
The world of toil and strife

 
                   
I realize...
that surely and eventually

  
                   
We're gonna leave

  
                   
This old world behind,
yes, we are

  
                   
That's why I'm makin'

  
                   
Oh, yes, I am,
making preparations

  
                   
He-e-e-ey...
to meet the Lord

  
                   
To meet

  
                   
He-e-e-ey

  
                   
The Lord

  
                   
A woman came up to me one day...

  
                   
Thanks, Darrin.

  
                   
You're welcome.

  
                   
She said I'm not ready...

  
                   
I'm not ready to give up
my wicked ways...

  
                   
You want to be
my girlfriend?

  
                   
Sorry, but I want to marry
Michael Jackson.

  
                   
Darrin, Lilly,
get in there and sit down.

  
                   
...he gives me a hard time

  
                   
Yeah, yeah

  
                   
I told that woman

  
                   
I told that woman how
could you hold out any longer

  
                   
When you see that Jesus...
Jesus, he loves you so?

  
                   
Then I heard her say,
I'm gettin' ready

  
                   
Yeah, gettin' ready

  
                   
I'm gettin' ready
to meet the Lord

  
                   
To meet

  
                   
Oh, yes, I am

  
                   
The Lord

  
                   
Gonna holler and testify

  
                   
I'm gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Oh, yes, I am

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Yes, I am

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Oh, yeah,
I'm gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Every day of my life

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
I'm gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Oh, yes, I am.

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
I'm packin' up now

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
I'm gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Are you ready?

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Are you ready?

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Are you gettin' ready?

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
I'm gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
I'm gettin' ready

  
                   
Gettin' ready

  
                   
Oh, yes, I am

  
                   
To meet the Lord

  
                   
- To meet
- Yeah

  
                   
Yeah, yeah

  
                   
The Lord

  
                   
To meet the Lord.

  
                   
Oh, I'm looking for that stone

  
                   
That stone, that

  
                   
Flew down the mountain

  
                   
I'm looking for that stone
that came...

  
                   
Oh, alleluia

  
                   
I'm looking for that stone,
yes, I am

  
                   
Flew down the mountain

  
                   
And it's coming
all the way down

  
                   
- Yes, it is
- Coming down

  
                   
Coming down... to the
demon town, yeah, girl

  
                   
We're near it,
the   st Century

  
                   
Oh, yeah, and the Lord
could come at any time

  
                   
At any time

  
                   
- In a second
- A second

  
                   
- In a moment
- A moment

  
                   
In a twinkle of an eye

  
                   
Eye

  
                   
Going to my home up,
up in the sky

  
                   
Oh, I'm looking
for that stone, yes, I am

  
                   
Hewn off the mountain

  
                   
I'm looking for that stone

  
                   
Rolling down to earth

  
                   
I've got to find my stone,
yes, I have

  
                   
Hewn off the mountain

  
                   
And it's coming down

  
                   
Down

   
                   
All the way down

   
                   
All the way down

   
                   
All the way down

   
                   
To redeem a dying world

   
                   
Oh, that stone

   
                   
Oh, that stone, oh, that stone

   
                   
I love that stone, yes, sir

   
                   
That Jesus called a stone

   
                   
- That healed the stone
- Rejected that stone

   
                   
- That stone
- That stone

   
                   
I love that stone, yeah,
I love that stone

   
                   
- Well...*
- I love that stone

   
                   
I found that stone that was...

   
                   
Hewn off the mountain

   
                   
I found that stone, yes, I did

   
                   
Rolling down the mountain

   
                   
Said I love my stone

   
                   
- Whoa!
- Hewn off the mountain

   
                   
And it's coming
all the way down

   
                   
- All the way down
- Coming all down

   
                   
- To redeem a dying world
- To redeem...

   
                   
Yes, it is

   
                   
...a dying world

   
                   
- A dying world.
- World!

   
                   
Bless you.

   
                   
Oh, my goodness,
there she goes again.

   
                   
Wouldn't be a normal Sunday

   
                   
if Faye didn't get
slain in the spirit.

   
                   
Uh-huh.

   
                   
Oh, Maryann.

   
                   
Pastor.

   
                   
This boy is growing like a weed.

   
                   
You must be feeding
him fertilizer.

   
                   
And his teachers say
he's the smartest in his class.

   
                   
There she is.

   
                   
Hold her, Reverend.

   
                   
The nerve.

   
                   
Standing in the house of God

   
                   
and all the while
singing the devil's music.

   
                   
Paulina, what's this all about?

   
                   
I found this down
at Robinson's store.

   
                   
It's Maryann,

   
                   
singing that R&B sex music.

   
                   
Oh. Oh, uh, uh,

   
                   
uh, Maryann. Maryann!

   
                   
What you got to say
about all this?

   
                   
I finally got my chance
to become a singer.

   
                   
I didn't think
anything was wrong.

   
                   
Reverend, the church bylaws
clearly state

   
                   
that no member shall partake
of fornication,

   
                   
Amen.

   
                   
Gambling.

   
                   
Amen.

   
                   
And drinking, which
is all going on down

   
                   
at that juke joint
where she sings.

   
                   
Just take a look at this.

   
                   
"Do it to me again."

   
                   
My, my, my, my, my.

   
                   
Now, we all know
what "it" means.

   
                   
Paulina.

   
                   
I'm surprised you'd
even remember what "it" is.

   
                   
And besides,

   
                   
what were you doing
down at the record store

   
                   
Iooking through
"the devil's music"?

   
                   
I got the Lord on my
side with this one.

   
                   
Paulina, you need to hush.

   
                   
Tell her, honey.

   
                   
Because this girl

   
                   
ain't doing nothing
to hurt nobody.

   
                   
Amen, sister Sally.

   
                   
Need I remind you
of the church motto?

   
                   
Tell her, sister!

   
                   
"Beware of brief delight
and lasting shame."

   
                   
That must be them kids
on that organ again.

   
                   
I'm-I'm gonna go.

   
                   
Stop stalling, Paul.

   
                   
You know the church rules.

   
                   
- You're supposed to handle this.
- Paulina,

   
                   
I'm the pastor here.
Leave it to me, please?

   
                   
You do your job, boy,
or I'm going to go and get Mama.

   
                   
Now, you know you're supposed

   
                   
to call me "reverend"
around here.

   
                   
I'm going to handle this
my way, okay?

   
                   
Now, Maryann.

   
                   
It's like this.

   
                   
It's like she says.

   
                   
You stop singing
that secular music,

   
                   
or you're going to have
to leave the choir.

   
                   
I'm sorry.

   
                   
It's your pick.

   
                   
Make up your mind, child.

   
                   
Think about what
you're doing, sister.

   
                   
Wave good-bye to Aunt Sally.

   
                   
Darrin, here's that

   
                   
market research you wanted,

   
                   
and I know you're real busy,

   
                   
but there's something
you should know.

   
                   
Yes... I'm going
to blow them away.

   
                   
I'm a player.

   
                   
I'm in the zone.

   
                   
Corner office, huge window.

   
                   
Take care of these
credit card bills for me.

   
                   
All right.

   
                   
Use this one
to pay off this one, okay?

   
                   
- Okay.
- And, uh, do a balance transfer

   
                   
from... oh, excuse me...
from here to here

   
                   
for that one, all right,

   
                   
and cover this one
with that one.

   
                   
So, what were you
trying to say earlier?

   
                   
There's a private investigator
over there looking for you.

   
                   
Why?

   
                   
Who's trying to find me?

   
                   
I'm double checking...
is Darrin Hill around?

   
                   
What did he say?
Did you tell him anything?

   
                   
Does he know what I look like?

   
                   
No. Chill.

   
                   
I told him you're not in,

   
                   
- so he's leaving a message.
- Uh, tell him I'm out of town.

   
                   
I did.

   
                   
Good.

   
                   
Time to climb
the corporate ladder.

   
                   
By our projections,

   
                   
this plan will increase
the market shares

   
                   
of Lincoln & Gerald Liquors
by a whopping eight percent

   
                   
in as little as two years.

   
                   
We were hoping to see
faster growth.

   
                   
We can give them
double digit growth.

   
                   
As I said, it is

   
                   
the company position that
eight percent growth should be

   
                   
the goal.

   
                   
- Now...
- lf there's a different opinion

   
                   
that'll lead to better growth,
we want to hear it.

   
                   
Now let me ask you

   
                   
which demographic consumes
the most malt liquor?

   
                   
Go ahead, you can say it.

   
                   
Black people.

   
                   
There you go.

   
                   
Very good.

   
                   
However, I noticed
in your company report

   
                   
that you don't have
a malt liquor division.

   
                   
I noticed that, too.

   
                   
I propose

   
                   
a new ad campaign
for a malt liquor division

   
                   
that maximizes exposure
in the African-American market.

   
                   
Place positive images
of your product

   
                   
in areas
where black people live.

   
                   
By tapping into
the buying power

   
                   
of this consumer base,

   
                   
you'll pass single-digit growth
faster than a pro athlete

   
                   
can get his criminal charges
dropped.

   
                   
That, my friends,
is not thinking outside the box.

   
                   
That's realizing
there is no box.

   
                   
Now, those are the kind of ideas
we hired this company for.

   
                   
Where have you been hiding
this one, Fairchild?

   
                   
He's one
of our junior executives.

   
                   
This man needs to be
on the team.

   
                   
I mean, he was a junior
executive... before today.

   
                   
Congratulations.
You've just been promoted.

   
                   
Thank you, sir.

   
                   
Where'd you learn
that kind of thinking?

   
                   
- Yale.
- Oh, I'm a Princeton man myself,

   
                   
but I see we let one get away.

   
                   
Okay, well, we better leave

   
                   
and let them get started
on this interesting idea.

   
                   
Well, I guess I'll be giving you

   
                   
a corner office with a view.

   
                   
Thank you, sir.

   
                   
Cigar?

   
                   
Well, this is France's finest.

   
                   
I first encountered it
growing up in Monte Carlo.

   
                   
Please, you're a New York boy
if I ever saw one.

   
                   
No, I lived there
until I was   .

   
                   
Wow, I have never met a brother
who grew up in Europe before.

   
                   
Actually, I was born
in South America.

   
                   
Where?

   
                   
Homé Vidéo.

   
                   
That's in Peru, right?

   
                   
Venezuela.
My father was in oil.

   
                   
You sound so American.

   
                   
Well, I went to prep school
here... at Andover.

   
                   
Money was no object.

   
                   
- Cool.
- Mr. Hill,

   
                   
I'm afraid your credit card
has been declined.

   
                   
R-Right, that was, uh,
not activated yet.

   
                   
Okay. Uh... try this one.

   
                   
Darrin, Mr. Fairchild
wants to see you

   
                   
first thing in the morning.

   
                   
Great.

   
                   
Great, great, great.

   
                   
As you can see,
there is nothing

   
                   
in my refrigerator but water,

   
                   
water and wine.

   
                   
This is the dining room.

   
                   
We don't spend a lot of time

   
                   
in here so it looks
very nice and well-set.

   
                   
Like this chandelier...

   
                   
it's not just
a normal chandelier.

   
                   
It's just kind of funky and fun.

   
                   
You wanted to see me, sir?

   
                   
Darrin.

   
                   
What I have to say
is very difficult.

   
                   
We have a, uh... situation.

   
                   
A situation that involves
deception,

   
                   
a lack of candor,

   
                   
and an unbridled passion

   
                   
to get what one wants
at any cost.

   
                   
I think you know
what I'm referring to.

   
                   
Of course, sir, company policy.

   
                   
No, no, no...

   
                   
well, yes, of course it is,

   
                   
but in this case
it's something more personal.

   
                   
Darrin, you're fired.

   
                   
Fired?

   
                   
But why?

   
                   
A representative
of Lincoln & Gerald

   
                   
has an annoying habit
of checking up on things.

   
                   
It seems that you were
thrown out of Yale

   
                   
when it was discovered

   
                   
you faked your high school
diploma from Andover.

   
                   
How long did you think
it would take

   
                   
before your deception
caught up with you?

   
                   
But, sir,
I've been doing such good work.

   
                   
Mr. Hill,

   
                   
we cannot be represented
by people who tell lies.

   
                   
We're in advertising.

   
                   
You obtained this job
under false pretenses,

   
                   
and now you've caused the firm
great embarrassment

   
                   
in front of important clients.

   
                   
I'm sorry.
I have to let you go.

   
                   
You're good, you're smart,

   
                   
but you broke
the Eleventh Commandment...

   
                   
"Thou shalt not get caught."

   
                   
Now...

   
                   
Sir, please,
you're making a big mistake.

   
                   
I'm here for you.

   
                   
I'm smart, I'm ambitious...

   
                   
Have your things

   
                   
out of here in half an hour.

   
                   
I'm disappointed in you.

   
                   
I expected more
from a congressman's son.

   
                   
Darrin Hill?

   
                   
Yes.

   
                   
You've been a tough one
to track down, Mr. Hill.

   
                   
I hate to be the bearer
of bad news,

   
                   
but this is for you.

   
                   
What is it? A subpoena?
Summons?

   
                   
Ploy to distract me
while you repo my stuff?

   
                   
Sure, those are fun,
but no.

   
                   
Oh, my Aunt Sally died.

   
                   
"We request your presence
at the funeral

   
                   
and reading of the will."

   
                   
Oh...

   
                   
The funeral is tomorrow.

   
                   
Maybe you should
ask your boss

   
                   
for some time off.

   
                   
You know you just cut
a brother, right?

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
Hurts when you do that, man.

   
                   
Sorry.

   
                   
Come on, baby.

   
                   
Make me happy.

   
                   
Cash advance.

   
                   
Be a winner.
Be a winner.

   
                   
Whoo-hoo!

   
                   
Thank you, Bank of Piscataway.

   
                   
Heaven only knows

   
                   
How much I love you, baby

   
                   
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
oh, oh, oh

   
                   
Heaven's in your eyes...

   
                   
Baby, please

   
                   
Please don't take
your love from me

   
                   
I am yours forevermore

   
                   
Till eternity

   
                   
Silently

   
                   
Listen to the words
I say

   
                   
Now I'm not talking
just for play

   
                   
Listen to me, please...

   
                   
I told you kids ain't got

   
                   
no business playing
a man's game.

   
                   
Funny, that's the same thing
someone told me...

   
                   
oh...

   
                   
two hours ago.

   
                   
Don't you know

   
                   
Don't you know,
don't you know

   
                   
Love is all I need

   
                   
'Cause I love you
and I need you

   
                   
Yes, I want you,
gotta have you

   
                   
Ooh, yeah, yeah.

   
                   
Spent my whole life

   
                   
On the way
to someplace else

   
                   
Thinking right around
the bend

   
                   
I might find myself

   
                   
But the search goes on

   
                   
I won't quit
till I get home.

   
                   
Hi.

   
                   
Hi.

   
                   
Can I get something
to eat around here?

   
                   
Reed?

   
                   
Coming right up.

   
                   
Better make that to go.

   
                   
I need a taxi.

   
                   
Reed's only got two hands.

   
                   
Wait until he fixes
your dinner.

   
                   
Right.

   
                   
No signal.

   
                   
Wait, wait, wait.

   
                   
Oh!

   
                   
You must be Darrin.

   
                   
Damn, word, get low.

   
                   
What's up?

   
                   
Darrin, I'm Lucius, man,

   
                   
I'm your welcome committee.

   
                   
Oh, well,
how'd you know I was here?

   
                   
Man, word travels
fast, and Aunt Sally

   
                   
always bragged she had a
successful nephew from New York.

   
                   
Let me get your stuff, man.

   
                   
Really?

   
                   
Come on.

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
Monte Carlo didn't change, man.

   
                   
It used to be a one-horse town.

   
                   
What, did the horse die?

   
                   
No, see, see, now you'll see,
you'll see, you'll see.

   
                   
We got everything to offer
that a big city does.

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
I'm happy to have another
player in town, man.

   
                   
I've got tired of
holding this down solo.

   
                   
Hey, man, reach over there

   
                   
and pull this handle
from the inside.

   
                   
It only open from the inside.

   
                   
Okay.

   
                   
- Appreciate that.
- Sure.

   
                   
So you came by train.
That's cool.

   
                   
I was trying to meet the bus.

   
                   
Going to the Canaan Inn.

   
                   
Okay, that-that Canaan Inn,

   
                   
that's straight down this road

   
                   
about five minutes.

   
                   
Oh. Whoa.

   
                   
Your door won't open,
and mine won't stay shut.

   
                   
But it opens.

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
Yes, it opens.

   
                   
The next hour of programming

   
                   
is brought to you by
Mitchell's Funeral Home,

   
                   
where the caskets are so nice,
you'll wish you were dead.

   
                   
Now for the news.

   
                   
Like to give a shout out
to Darrin Hill,

   
                   
in town for Sally's funeral.

   
                   
Welcome home, little Darrin.

   
                   
That's news?

   
                   
I'll be right back
with traffic.

   
                   
There is no traffic.

   
                   
There is no traffic.

   
                   
This is easy.
I could do this job.

   
                   
Oh, I wonder what
the temperature is.

   
                   
The temperature is   .

   
                   
Thanks.

   
                   
Boy, you done got up there
in New York and got soft,

   
                   
and this ain't nothing compared
to July and August.

   
                   
That's when you can take an egg
and just fry it on the sidewalk.

   
                   
Well, you can keep that.

   
                   
After the funeral, I'm going
straight back to New York City,

   
                   
where we don't have eggs frying
on the sidewalk.

   
                   
Why? Because it's cold?

   
                   
No, because it's civilization.

   
                   
There's too much urine
on the sidewalk.

   
                   
See, boy, see, you don't
know what you're missing.

   
                   
Now I'm telling you,
now the hotter

   
                   
it get down here,
the less and less

   
                   
the honeys start wearing.

   
                   
You know, they got to
let that booty bo...

   
                   
...got to let
that booty breathe.

   
                   
Now I'm telling you,

   
                   
I know you got all your

   
                   
Naomo Campbos
and your Holle Berrys,

   
                   
and your Teary-Eyed Banks,

   
                   
all them models
and junk up there,

   
                   
but for the booty, you
got to come down south.

   
                   
We booty experts.
Booty-ologists.

   
                   
Booty is in the eye
of the beholder.

   
                   
No, booty gonna be in my hand.

   
                   
Check it out now, you see,

   
                   
now your Louisiana booty,
it gets its renowned buoyancy

   
                   
from its heavy seafood diet,
while your Alabama booty,

   
                   
it's characterized
by its density.

   
                   
You're talking
about a quarter-bouncing ping.

   
                   
And as for your
Mississippi booty,

   
                   
it's been an ongoing debate,

   
                   
but consensus say that the
Indian-genetic contribution

   
                   
gives us its beautiful tone.

   
                   
And as for your
Georgia booty,

   
                   
it's been known for ages
that the Georgia sun

   
                   
bakes and seals
all the booty juices

   
                   
into a slow roast.

   
                   
I see I'm dealing
with a connoisseur.

   
                   
Oh yeah, for sure.
A booty connoisseur.

   
                   
Oh. Who's that?

   
                   
Lilly. Please, hurry up.

   
                   
That's Lilly.

   
                   
Forget all of that booty stuff.

   
                   
She's in a spectrum
of fine as the energy

   
                   
is so potent, she got
a class-action suit

   
                   
against her right now

   
                   
for reckless endangerment, man.

   
                   
Sounds like

   
                   
a special kind of woman.

   
                   
Well, holler at me
later on tonight.

   
                   
I'll hook you up with her.

   
                   
This is where you're staying.

   
                   
I thought they were
putting me up in a hotel.

   
                   
This looks like a house.

   
                   
It's a boarding house.

   
                   
It's the only place
that has room.

   
                   
The prison officer's
convention is in town.

   
                   
Hey, Jimmy B.

   
                   
Hey, what up, Smooth L?

   
                   
His grandmother
owns the place.

   
                   
You Darrin?

   
                   
Yes.

   
                   
You're late.

   
                   
Yo, come on, everybody
is already at the funeral.

   
                   
- Um... uh...
- Get in.

   
                   
Mama catch me put a whuppin'
to my backside

   
                   
And even as a crack fiend...

   
                   
Hey, man, now, come on, look.

   
                   
That's inappropriate
music for this occasion.

   
                   
Show some respect.

   
                   
This man's auntie is
about to be maggot food.

   
                   
At any moment, the funeral
is beginning

   
                   
of Sally Walker.

   
                   
Let us have a moment of silence
to pay our respect.

   
                   
Uh, uh, sorry 'bout that.

   
                   
I guess I was celebrating
her life

   
                   
a little late, uh,
into the night.

   
                   
Oh, Simon. Sarah,
how are y'all doing today?

   
                   
This is Aunt Sally's nephew,
Darrin.

   
                   
Nice to meet you.

   
                   
Sorry about your aunt.

   
                   
Oh, yes, we all
loved Miss Sally.

   
                   
Why, she was little
Nicholas' godmother.

   
                   
Hey, little man.

   
                   
You know I'm your daddy, right?

   
                   
Don't hate the player,
hate the game.

   
                   
I'm in the friggin'
twilight zone.

   
                   
Wake up.

   
                   
Wake up.

   
                   
Oh, Sally!

   
                   
Why'd it have to be her?

   
                   
Oh, Lord, oh, Lord.

   
                   
Good Lord, Faye!

   
                   
Couldn't you find someplace else
to be slain in the spirit?

   
                   
Grandma, get up.

   
                   
She's your grandma?

   
                   
- Yeah.
- Oh, Lord, oh, Lord.

   
                   
They've got a lot of nerve

   
                   
showing their faces
in the House of God.

   
                   
I'm glad my dear departed
husband James

   
                   
isn't here to witness
this abomination.

   
                   
You can't keep people
from a funeral, Paulina.

   
                   
Besides, they all love Sally.

   
                   
They're a bunch of heathens.

   
                   
I don't even know why she cared.

   
                   
Move down.

   
                   
Brothers and sisters,
we are gathered here today

   
                   
to pay tribute
to a great woman...

   
                   
Yeah!

   
                   
...Sally Walker.

   
                   
And we will now be blessed
with a selection from the choir

   
                   
and their lead singer,

   
                   
Reverend Shirley Caesar.

   
                   
Oh...

   
                   
I got a signal. It's a miracle.

   
                   
Son, if that ain't Jesus
calling, shut it off.

   
                   
Sorry. Go on.

   
                   
I, uh... I...

   
                   
cell phone's been out of range.

   
                   
Has Mr. Fairchild
changed his mind?

   
                   
I...

   
                   
What?!

   
                   
They've already started
repossessing your stuff.

   
                   
Not my TV!

   
                   
Nothing can replace Aunt Sally!

   
                   
Not my TV, not my Bose
home theater system...

   
                   
Yeah, let it out, son,
let it out.

   
                   
Mm, yeah. Mm.

   
                   
Keep stalling the creditors,
I'll call you back.

   
                   
It's all right.

   
                   
Gonna be all right, man.

   
                   
The church is in mourning

   
                   
Mourning

   
                   
Glory to God

   
                   
The church is in mourning

   
                   
Mourning

   
                   
Oh, yes, oh, yeah, yeah, oh

   
                   
The church is in

   
                   
Mourning

   
                   
Mourning

   
                   
Good God almighty

   
                   
Another soldier

   
                   
A true born soldier

   
                   
Has gone...

   
                   
Gone home

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Well, we're here today

   
                   
For the home-going

   
                   
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah!

   
                   
And the celebration
of a wonderful woman

   
                   
Aunt Sally

   
                   
Everybody loved Aunt Sally

   
                   
She took the young people

   
                   
And carried them under her wings

   
                   
And she cared for the elderly

   
                   
I just want to say, listen

   
                   
We might not have this chance

   
                   
Sleep on, Aunt Sally

   
                   
Sleep on, Aunt Sally

   
                   
And take your rest

   
                   
We loved you, Aunt Sally

   
                   
But God loves you best

   
                   
If you see my mother there

   
                   
Tell my mama I'm on my way

   
                   
I'm on my way

   
                   
Our hearts are in mourning

   
                   
Mourning

   
                   
Glory to God

   
                   
Yes, to lift our hearts
in mourning

   
                   
Mourning

   
                   
Good God almighty

   
                   
Good God almighty

   
                   
Yes, to lift our hearts
in mourning

   
                   
Soldier

   
                   
Another soldier

   
                   
A true born soldier

   
                   
A Holy Ghost soldier

   
                   
A heaven-bound soldier

   
                   
Has...

   
                   
Gone

   
                   
Gone, gone

   
                   
Gone

   
                   
Gone on home

   
                   
Gone home

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Yeah...

   
                   
Hallelujah!

   
                   
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah...

   
                   
Let the church say amen.

   
                   
Amen!

   
                   
Let the church say amen.

   
                   
Amen!

   
                   
- Yes, Lord...
- Amen.

   
                   
Yes, Lord!

   
                   
Yes, yes, yes.
Well, well, well.

   
                   
At this time,

   
                   
we'd like to give

   
                   
some of Sally's
family and loved ones

   
                   
an opportunity
to come up here

   
                   
and say how much
she meant to them.

   
                   
And it's only fitting
to start with the person

   
                   
that came the farthest way
to be here.

   
                   
That's her great-nephew, Darrin.

   
                   
All right, Darrin, all right.

   
                   
Oh, yeah, brother Darrin.

   
                   
Yes, my brother.

   
                   
Come on.

   
                   
Oh, yeah. Amen.

   
                   
Hi.

   
                   
Many of you don't remember me.

   
                   
The one that had the phone.

   
                   
Yeah. But before that,

   
                   
I was Aunt Sally's
favorite nephew.

   
                   
Hmm!

   
                   
I thought we'd see forever,

   
                   
but forever's gone away.

   
                   
And it's so hard
to say good-bye

   
                   
to yesterday.

   
                   
Boyz II Men.

   
                   
I got one amen.
Can I get another?

   
                   
Amen.

   
                   
My mom passed away
a few years ago

   
                   
in a hit-and-run accident

   
                   
when I was still a teenager,

   
                   
and it's the talks
I had with her

   
                   
I cherish more than anything.

   
                   
I remember her telling me...

   
                   
that it was Aunt Sally
who took us in

   
                   
when I was just a baby,
after my father died in Vietnam.

   
                   
I'll always love her for that.

   
                   
Your mama dead, too?

   
                   
He just said it.

   
                   
Young man,

   
                   
I'm so glad that you came
for your aunt's funeral.

   
                   
Yeah.

   
                   
She was always telling us

   
                   
how well you were doing
up in New York.

   
                   
With your important job.

   
                   
What was it?

   
                   
What was what?

   
                   
Your job.

   
                   
It's funny, she never mentioned
what it was.

   
                   
Boy, I haven't seen you

   
                   
since you were knee-high
to a grasshopper.

   
                   
Reverend, um, have you seen
this very pretty lady...

   
                   
I think her name is Lilly?

   
                   
She ain't no lady.

   
                   
Oh, now, Mother Cooley.

   
                   
All sinners are welcome
in the house of the Lord.

   
                   
Sinner? She's a sinner?

   
                   
What kind of sinner?

   
                   
Unrepentant.

   
                   
Really.

   
                   
Well, Darrin, I just come

   
                   
to offer you my condolences
and to just let you know

   
                   
that to be absent from the body
is to be present with the Lord.

   
                   
You got to understand
that she's in

   
                   
a far better place, okay?

   
                   
Yes, ma'am.

   
                   
You know, I got to tell you,

   
                   
you and that choir...
boy, you're pretty good.

   
                   
Pretty good? Huh.

   
                   
And to my neighbor
and best friend, Faye,

   
                   
I leave all my favorite recipes.

   
                   
Thank you, Sally.

   
                   
Now, Faye, depending

   
                   
on what I die from,

   
                   
you might want to divide
the Crisco measurements by half.

   
                   
Don't change
that Chicken Supreme.

   
                   
And to Paulina Pritchett,

   
                   
I leave my collection
of church hats

   
                   
that she always
complimented me on.

   
                   
She should really enjoy
wearing them,

   
                   
unless, of course, she was lying
to me all those years

   
                   
but criticizing my taste
behind my back.

   
                   
I'll wear them every Sunday.

   
                   
And now,
for my only surviving relative,

   
                   
my great-nephew, Darrin.

   
                   
To Darrin, I leave the box

   
                   
containing the letters
his mother sent me

   
                   
after they left Monte Carlo.

   
                   
I also pass on to him

   
                   
the charge of returning
to Monte Carlo

   
                   
to continue the family tradition

   
                   
of... directing
the Beulah Baptist Church Choir.

   
                   
- No!
- No.

   
                   
I-lt's her dying wish.

   
                   
I was next in line

   
                   
to get the choir.

   
                   
I been waiting years
for Sally to die.

   
                   
God rest her soul.

   
                   
Listen, lady, you can have it.

   
                   
I'm not staying, let alone
leading some small-town choir.

   
                   
Good.

   
                   
O-On the condition that Darrin
gets the choir accepted

   
                   
into the annual Gospel Explosion
in Columbus,

   
                   
and performs there,
I also leave him

   
                   
my entire stock
in Georgia Telecom,

   
                   
currently worth $      .

   
                   
I was just kidding
about that small-town stuff.

   
                   
And the church bus.

   
                   
How much that worth?

   
                   
No way! Mm-mmm!

   
                   
I don't care
what Sally's dying wish was.

   
                   
We all know she was losing it
these last few years.

   
                   
Besides, Paul,

   
                   
it's your church,
and you have final say

   
                   
over who leads
the choir.

   
                   
It's in the bylaws.

   
                   
Well, I guess
that would seem kind of odd

   
                   
to have someone
with no musical experience

   
                   
leading the choir.

   
                   
No, no, I have plenty
of musical experience.

   
                   
Now, you all
don't know this,

   
                   
and I didn't tell
anyone, but, um...

   
                   
I'm a music producer.

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
Yeah, that's what
I do for a living.

   
                   
Ooh, looks like Sally
might have been onto something.

   
                   
W-W-W-What kind
of producing have you done?

   
                   
Well, I've worked with, uh...
P. Diddy.

   
                   
Dre, Dark Child...
all of them.

   
                   
- Who that?
- That's the gangsta stuff

   
                   
that's polluting
my grandson's mind.

   
                   
I was the one that put an end

   
                   
to that whole East Coast
versus West Coast thing.

   
                   
Yeah, I just sat them all down
and made them watch Roots.

   
                   
I think
I read about that.

   
                   
So, what
is this Gospel Explosion?

   
                   
Oh, it's the annual event

   
                   
where choirs
from all over the southeast

   
                   
come to Columbus, Georgia,

   
                   
to compete for the best
gospel performance

   
                   
and a $      cash prize.

   
                   
Yeah, a prize that could pay

   
                   
for some much-needed
church repairs...

   
                   
...if a certain musical producer

   
                   
would bring it home, yes?

   
                   
Paul Lewis, have you lost
your natural mind?

   
                   
I wish Mama was alive

   
                   
to see how you turn
on family like this.

   
                   
Sally was as close to family
as anybody can get,

   
                   
and I intend
on honoring her dying wish.

   
                   
Now, Darrin,
the choir is yours.

   
                   
You have six weeks

   
                   
until the Gospel Explosion.

   
                   
Whatever you need,

   
                   
we're at your disposal.

   
                   
But you're going to have to talk

   
                   
to the church treasurer
about logistics.

   
                   
Let me guess.

   
                   
You're the treasurer.

   
                   
Yes. Everything you need
is at my disposal.

   
                   
Great.

   
                   
Take it easy.

   
                   
Oh, oh, uh, Paulina,

   
                   
can I get a ride
back to my room?

   
                   
Oh, Darrin.

   
                   
Since you're going to be here

   
                   
for longer than I thought,

   
                   
let me give you
the extended stay rates.

   
                   
Great.

   
                   
There's an extra charge

   
                   
of $ .   for every
bar of soap you use,

   
                   
from now on,
$ .  

   
                   
for any clean towel you require,

   
                   
and $ .   a minute
for all calls made.

   
                   
You get one
free  - -  call.

   
                   
I suggest you use it wisely.

   
                   
Air conditioning?

   
                   
You're charging me
for air conditioning?

   
                   
It gets     degrees at night.

   
                   
What is that?

   
                   
It's a Monte Cristo.

   
                   
It's a cigar.

   
                   
Obviously.

   
                   
Cuban?

   
                   
Of course.

   
                   
Cool.

   
                   
Hey!

   
                   
That-That cost me $  .

   
                   
This is a no-smoking house.

   
                   
It's a no-smoking,

   
                   
no drinking, no fornicating,
no point of living at all house.

   
                   
Why are we here?

   
                   
You'll see.

   
                   
A little Southern delight.

   
                   
Now the honeys in here,
they make them girls in Atlanta

   
                   
Iook like somebody hit them in
the face with a sack of nickels.

   
                   
And I don't mean that
in a sexy way.

   
                   
There she is.

   
                   
You're on your own.

   
                   
I see somebody
that owes me some money.

   
                   
Hey man, don't run away from me.

   
                   
Man, I told you
I was going to get...

   
                   
- Ooh, hi, sexy.
- Hey, baby.

   
                   
Oh...

   
                   
You give me fever...

   
                   
Fever... oh...

   
                   
Oh...

   
                   
You give me fever

   
                   
Fever in the morning

   
                   
Fever when
it's late at night

   
                   
You give me fever

   
                   
Fever

   
                   
Fever when you kiss me

   
                   
Fever when
you hold me tight

   
                   
You give me fever

   
                   
Fever

   
                   
Fever when you're with me

   
                   
Fever when you love...

   
                   
He's so sweet

   
                   
He's so good to me

   
                   
He's so intelligent

   
                   
He's so confident

   
                   
Baby, so damn sexy

   
                   
Baby, put the fever on me

   
                   
Give me a fever... oh...

   
                   
Never know how much I love you

   
                   
Never know
how much I care

   
                   
When you put
your arms around me

   
                   
I get the fever
that's so hard to bear

   
                   
You give me fever

   
                   
Fever

   
                   
When you kiss me

   
                   
And fever when
you hold me tight

   
                   
You give me fever

   
                   
Fever

   
                   
In the morning

   
                   
And fever
all through the night

   
                   
Baby's so damn sexy

   
                   
But baby
put the fever on me, uh-uh

   
                   
Baby knows just what to do

   
                   
Got me boiling past    

   
                   
Give me a fever

   
                   
Ooh...

   
                   
Everybody's got a fever

   
                   
That is something
you all know

   
                   
Fever isn't such a new thing

   
                   
Fever started long ago

   
                   
Romeo loved Juliet

   
                   
And Juliet felt the same

   
                   
When he puts
his arms around her

   
                   
He said, "Julie, baby,
you're my flame"

   
                   
Give me fever

   
                   
When we kisseth

   
                   
Fever with a flame in you

   
                   
Fever... I'm on fire

   
                   
Fever, yeah,
I burn and soothe

   
                   
Now that you listened
to my story

   
                   
Here's a point
that I have made

   
                   
Chicks were born
to give you fever

   
                   
Being Fahrenheit
or Centigrade

   
                   
They give you fever

   
                   
When you kiss them

   
                   
And fever
if you live and learn

   
                   
Fever, until you sizzle

   
                   
What a lovely way to burn

   
                   
What a lovely way to burn

   
                   
What a lovely way to burn

   
                   
What a lovely way to burn...

   
                   
What a lovely way to burn

   
                   
What a lovely way to...

   
                   
Burn...

   
                   
Fever.

   
                   
Whoo!

   
                   
Tea with honey.

   
                   
Here you go, Lilly.

   
                   
Thank you.

   
                   
You really know how
to connect with your audience.

   
                   
That was hot.

   
                   
It's a part of my act.

   
                   
I pick out the guy
who's drooling the most,

   
                   
and I make him sweat.

   
                   
Well, it worked.

   
                   
Can I buy you a real drink?

   
                   
I'm Darrin.

   
                   
You really don't remember me?

   
                   
That Lilly?

   
                   
You kept asking me
to be your girlfriend.

   
                   
And you kept saying no.

   
                   
Yeah, I was determined to be
Mrs. Michael Jackson.

   
                   
And how's that going?

   
                   
Ah, turns out
I'm not his type.

   
                   
I can't believe you
remember that stuff.

   
                   
I left town when you
were what, five?

   
                   
Four.

   
                   
Man, we heard about you
all the time.

   
                   
Every week in choir rehearsal,
Sally would tell

   
                   
us poor country folk
how well you

   
                   
and your mama were
doing in slick city.

   
                   
She was very special
to all of us.

   
                   
Yeah.

   
                   
When I talked to her
on the phone,

   
                   
just before she passed,

   
                   
she kept saying that
she wanted me to come back

   
                   
and be with her
friends, like you.

   
                   
You spoke with Sally that day?

   
                   
Oh, yeah.

   
                   
She went on and on.

   
                   
I suppose she hung up
the phone and, uh...

   
                   
And her dying wish
was for us to hook up?

   
                   
God love her.

   
                   
Sally was in a coma
two weeks before she died.

   
                   
That's right.

   
                   
It was...

   
                   
must have been a couple
of weeks ago...

   
                   
Right.

   
                   
Anyway, I'm back

   
                   
amongst all you
wonderful people

   
                   
who need consoling
as much as I do.

   
                   
How long are you in town?

   
                   
Just tonight.

   
                   
Hey, how about being
my girlfriend,

   
                   
for old times' sake?

   
                   
I've got a man.

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
Dean is big and strong

   
                   
and has a real big
jealous streak.

   
                   
Sometimes he watches
from the back.

   
                   
Excuse me,
I got a show to do.

   
                   
Uh, okay.

   
                   
Hey, knock 'em dead.

   
                   
Your act is terrific.

   
                   
Yours needs a lot of work.

   
                   
I know I missed your call, Rosa,

   
                   
but this is the only place
I get a signal.

   
                   
More charges came in,
more late fees.

   
                   
You're up to    grand now.

   
                   
Okay, listen, I just came
into some money, all right?

   
                   
And I'll be able to take care of
everything in just a few weeks.

   
                   
Just, uh, make sure they
don't know where to find me.

   
                   
I'll do my best.

   
                   
You're a doll.

   
                   
Kick ass.

   
                   
Sorry.

    
                   
Okay, when
everyone gets here,

    
                   
we'll begin rehearsals.

    
                   
I was thinking
we should just

    
                   
stick to that number
you did at the funeral.

    
                   
Should be good enough to get
into any gospel competition.

    
                   
That was Shirley Caesar, fool.

    
                   
She hasn't gone
to this church for years,

    
                   
but since she loved Sally,

    
                   
we let her and her choir
sing at the funeral.

    
                   
She's gone?

    
                   
She's gone.

    
                   
Well, where's our choir?

    
                   
You're looking at it.

    
                   
This is it?

    
                   
Six measly people.

    
                   
Actually just five.

    
                   
Um, I'm just here 'cause
my wife's family's in town.

    
                   
They're staying at my house.

    
                   
Too late.

    
                   
You're in the choir now.

    
                   
Well, actually there
are two or three others.

    
                   
Yeah, but they never show up.

    
                   
Man, this is busted.

    
                   
Why do I have to be here?

    
                   
Oh, Brother Darrin?

    
                   
When are you going to get us
our first record contract?

    
                   
I want to hurry up
and get a Benz.

    
                   
Hey, I didn't know we
were going to be famous.

    
                   
You know what?

    
                   
Definitely count me in now.

    
                   
Um... let's do, uh...
"Amazing Grace."

    
                   
Amaze...

    
                   
Maze...

    
                   
Amaze...

    
                   
Ah-amaze...

    
                   
...zing grace

    
                   
How sweet the sound

    
                   
That saved a wretch like me.

    
                   
Stop, stop, stop.

    
                   
Stop, please.

    
                   
Okay, okay, okay,
let's not panic.

    
                   
Um...

    
                   
I'm open to suggestion.

    
                   
Hey, when you get us
that record deal,

    
                   
and they do one of those
VH  Behind the Musics on us,

    
                   
I think it's best
if we don't talk about

    
                   
me trying to leave the group.

    
                   
You know?

    
                   
They'll just make it look ugly.

    
                   
Everything I do
is just for you

    
                   
Counting every second
till we rendezvous

    
                   
You want
to rendezvous

    
                   
Ah, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    
                   
Oh, baby, oh, baby

    
                   
Oh, and I want to give it
to you, baby

    
                   
Give it to me, baby

    
                   
I want to give it to you

    
                   
Oh, give it to me, baby

    
                   
Hey...

    
                   
'Cause everything I do
is just for you

    
                   
'Cause everything
I do is just for you

    
                   
All for you

    
                   
Come on, give me your love.

    
                   
Uh, hello, there.

    
                   
I just had
to see you again.

    
                   
Aren't you supposed
to be gone?

    
                   
Yes, but, uh,
I was feeling bad

    
                   
about our little
misunderstanding last night.

    
                   
No misunderstanding,

    
                   
just using Aunt Sally's memory
to hit on me.

    
                   
- That's low.
- Come on.

    
                   
Can I at least
buy you a drink?

    
                   
Is that Dean?

    
                   
No.

    
                   
Okay, you can buy me a drink.

    
                   
Oh, I'm sure you heard

    
                   
- about Aunt Sally's will.
- No.

    
                   
It seems she wants me

    
                   
to take care of
the choir down at Beulah.

    
                   
Why did she put you
in charge of it?

    
                   
I'm sorry,
that came out wrong.

    
                   
Oh, no, no, no.

    
                   
It's okay,
it was a shock to me, too.

    
                   
Yeah, it's a big job.

    
                   
That's why I've cleared my
schedule for the next six weeks,

    
                   
put some business deals on hold,

    
                   
so that I can focus
on getting the choir

    
                   
into the Gospel Explosion.

    
                   
No.

    
                   
I been there and done that.

    
                   
Look, if it's Paulina
you're worried about,

    
                   
I'll take care of Paulina.

    
                   
I'd love to see that one.

    
                   
I'm the choir director now.

    
                   
Yeah, for six weeks.

    
                   
Listen, if she starts getting
all Christian on you...

    
                   
- Christian?
- Yeah.

    
                   
She is not a Christian.

    
                   
My mama said hollering
in the church

    
                   
don't make you
any more of a Christian

    
                   
than standing in the garage
makes you a Cadillac.

    
                   
No, man, I can't let
those hypocrites

    
                   
Iook down their noses at me
just because I...

    
                   
Sing sexy songs for a living.

    
                   
Exactly.

    
                   
And just because I...

    
                   
Dress like that.

    
                   
What's wrong with
the way I dress?

    
                   
Oh, no, no, I'm just
finishing your sentence.

    
                   
I was going to say
because I...

    
                   
Cheat on your boyfriend

    
                   
with hot choir directors
from New York City?

    
                   
Stop...

    
                   
- Finishing your sentences?
- Look.

    
                   
I know your kind.

    
                   
You came here last night
'cause you wanted something.

    
                   
You came back again tonight
'cause you want something else,

    
                   
and tomorrow you're going
to want something else.

    
                   
I can smell when a man
is trying to use me,

    
                   
and mister, you stink.

    
                   
Okay, is that how
you feel about it?

    
                   
Fine.

    
                   
This town is full of singers.

    
                   
I don't need you anyway.

    
                   
And remember, everybody,
Handy's Funeral Home

    
                   
offers limousines
for all occasions.

    
                   
Why not get in one
while you're still living?

    
                   
Well, now that we done
paid the bills...

    
                   
Ladies and gentlemen,

    
                   
sitting directly
across from me,

    
                   
I have Mr. Darrin Hill
all the way from New York City.

    
                   
So Darrin,

    
                   
tell the good people
of Monte Carlo

    
                   
what brings you
down here with us?

    
                   
I'm responsible
for rebuilding the choir

    
                   
down at Beulah Baptist Church.

    
                   
In fact, I'm holding auditions
tomorrow morning,

    
                   
and anyone with any musical

    
                   
ability can come by.

    
                   
As long as they are,
as we say at Beulah,

    
                   
fully committed to God's work.

    
                   
Amazing Grace

    
                   
How sweet the sound

    
                   
That saved a wretch like me.

    
                   
Whoa!

    
                   
Forgiving my sins

    
                   
Baptized in the water

    
                   
Freed by the Holy Ghost

    
                   
Washed in the blood
of the lamb

    
                   
Forgiving my sins

    
                   
Baptized in the water

    
                   
Freed by the Holy Ghost

    
                   
Washed in the blood
of the lamb

    
                   
God's going
to move this place

    
                   
God's going to move
this place

    
                   
God's going to turn the world
upside down

    
                   
Auditions for the Beulah Baptist
Church Choir are still open.

    
                   
Applicants need not be fully
committed to God's work,

    
                   
but shouldn't be against it.

    
                   
I'm the hottest shit in
New York since Air Force Ones

    
                   
And from the borough that
brought you Chris and Pun

    
                   
Yeah, a lot of cats rhyme,
but not like some

    
                   
I make it hard, like breathing
with a slug in your lung

    
                   
Blow, blow, now you got
to deal with me

    
                   
Isn't she lovely?

    
                   
Isn't she wonderful?

    
                   
Isn't she precious?

    
                   
Isn't she precious?

    
                   
Just one minute old

    
                   
You got to be kidding me!

    
                   
I never thought
true love would bring

    
                   
One that's has lovely as she

    
                   
But isn't she lovely?

    
                   
Made from love.

    
                   
News update.

    
                   
Auditions for the Beulah
Baptist Church Choir,

    
                   
atheists may now apply.

    
                   
Oh, thanks for coming, Lucius.

    
                   
No problem.
Where to?

    
                   
Oh, I just need to print
up some more fliers.

    
                   
Paulina won't let me use
Jimmy B's printer anymore.

    
                   
She says it's running
up her light bill.

    
                   
Oh, well, you know
old folks in the south

    
                   
believe some crazy stuff.

    
                   
Tell me about it.

    
                   
When it's storming,

    
                   
she doesn't even
use the electricity.

    
                   
You don't play with God.

    
                   
Right.

    
                   
You don't sing, do you, Lucius?

    
                   
Do I sing? Y-Yeah.

    
                   
They say I sound like
a black Al Jarreau.

    
                   
Great, you're in the choir.

    
                   
Oh, whoa, wait a minute.
What'd you say?

    
                   
Pump your brakes.

    
                   
I'm not planning on
joining the church

    
                   
until I have sown my wild oats.

    
                   
Then I'm going to get me
a young virgin and settle down.

    
                   
Say no more.

    
                   
Besides...

    
                   
word's out.

    
                   
Paulina's bad enough,
you done pissed her off.

    
                   
Don't nobody want
to be a part

    
                   
of that mix
made in hell.

    
                   
Now the only way
I can join is...

    
                   
is if... is if you paying.

    
                   
How about the prize money?
  /  ?

    
                   
Done deal,   /  .

    
                   
Hello, are you Joseph?

    
                   
Yeah.

    
                   
Can I line you up, son?

    
                   
Actually I just came by
to post some fliers

    
                   
for my choir auditions,
if that's okay.

    
                   
Sure.

    
                   
Seeing how you're new
in these parts,

    
                   
it's going to be kind of hard
for you

    
                   
to attract people.

    
                   
Most folks around here,

    
                   
they don't trust an outsider.

    
                   
It was years
before I told anyone

    
                   
I'm not from Mississippi.

    
                   
I've got a guy here

    
                   
who needs his ears lowered.

    
                   
Hey, Lilly.

    
                   
Dean, my man.

    
                   
Come on,
I'll get the seat.

    
                   
That's Dean?

    
                   
He's big, strong and jealous,

    
                   
so watch yourself.

    
                   
So I see you done met

    
                   
the big-time music producer
from New York, huh?

    
                   
Music producer?

    
                   
Lilly has the best

    
                   
voice in town.

    
                   
I know.

    
                   
You don't have to wait with me.

    
                   
No one else's mom
waits for them.

    
                   
He'll be fine.

    
                   
Okay, I'm going to be
next door, all right?

    
                   
Dean, don't talk to strangers.

    
                   
Yo, big man.

    
                   
You want us to sing you
a song like we did last time?

    
                   
Yes, please.

    
                   
It'll cost you.

    
                   
I'll give you
a thousand money.

    
                   
Deal.

    
                   
Ooh...

    
                   
When I was a little boy

    
                   
When I was just a boy

    
                   
And the devil
would call my name

    
                   
When I was just a boy

    
                   
I'd say "Now who do,

    
                   
Who do you think
you're fooling?"

    
                   
- When I was just a boy
- I'm a consecrated boy

    
                   
When I was just a boy

    
                   
I'm a singer in a Sunday choir

    
                   
Oh, my mama loves me

    
                   
She loves me

    
                   
She get down on her knees
and hug me

    
                   
Oh, she loves me like a rock

    
                   
She rocks me
like the rock of ages

    
                   
And loves me

    
                   
She love me, love me,
love me, love me

    
                   
When I was grown
to be a man

    
                   
Grown to be a man

    
                   
And the devil would
call my name

    
                   
Grown to be a man

    
                   
I'd say "Now who do,

    
                   
Who do you think
you're fooling?"

    
                   
- Grown to be a man
- I'm a consummated man

    
                   
Grown to be a man

    
                   
I can snatch a little purity

    
                   
Oh, my mama loves me,
she loves me

    
                   
She get down on her knees
and hug me

    
                   
Like she loves me like a rock.

    
                   
Lilly.

    
                   
You know, at first I was
afraid you'd follow me here,

    
                   
but I actually feel a lot safer

    
                   
knowing you're not
in the same room with my son.

    
                   
And to answer
your next question, no...

    
                   
You're not married.

    
                   
Don't finish my sentences.

    
                   
That's why you're
a sinner.

    
                   
Stay far away from me.

    
                   
No, no...

    
                   
No, I'm saying, that's no
reason to treat you badly.

    
                   
I mean, how dare they?

    
                   
It's not your fault.

    
                   
Well, it's   % your fault

    
                   
because it takes
two people to...

    
                   
Well, you know what I mean.

    
                   
No.

    
                   
I'm saying it's a pity

    
                   
that you don't have
a complete family,

    
                   
but it's still no reason...

    
                   
Oh, don't talk to me
about family,

    
                   
Mr. Didn't Call Aunt Sally
For    Years.

    
                   
Hi.
Hi.

    
                   
I'm sorry.

    
                   
I'm starting to see how
tough things are for you.

    
                   
Oh, yes.

    
                   
Boo-hoo for the poor,
black mother

    
                   
stuck in her hometown
without a man.

    
                   
Whatever shall I do?

    
                   
I didn't mean it that way.

    
                   
Excuse me, Lilly, I'm sorry,

    
                   
but your card
is maxed out again.

    
                   
I forgot to put
my paycheck in.

    
                   
Thank you.

    
                   
- Excuse me.
- Hmm-mm.

    
                   
Hey, try this one.

    
                   
Sorry, Dr. Hill,

    
                   
yours is declined, too.

    
                   
Dr. Hill? You a doctor?

    
                   
No, that's just my music name.

    
                   
You know, like Dr. John,
Dr. Dre.

    
                   
Try this one.

    
                   
Well, that's cleared.

    
                   
Of course.

    
                   
Sign here.

    
                   
Thank you.

    
                   
That was really nice.

    
                   
You didn't
have to do that.

    
                   
That's what I'm saying,
I'm a nice guy.

    
                   
I don't know
what the problem is.

    
                   
I usually get along better
with beautiful women.

    
                   
Okay, I'll...

    
                   
I'll give you a check
tomorrow, first thing.

    
                   
Oh, um, cash.

    
                   
Cash.

    
                   
Reverend.

    
                   
Oh... Darrin.

    
                   
Thanks for meeting me here.

    
                   
Uh, how's it going
with the choir?

    
                   
Well, I'm still having trouble
recruiting the members.

    
                   
Son, it's at times like these

    
                   
I suggest listening
to God's voice.

    
                   
Sorry, Rev, I'm not
into the spooky stuff.

    
                   
Oh, just open it up.

    
                   
And these people can sing?

    
                   
Oh, yes.

    
                   
Please don't tell my sister.

    
                   
Hello, everyone.

    
                   
I'd like you to welcome

    
                   
the new members of our choir.

    
                   
So when is this competition?

    
                   
In a few weeks.

    
                   
And our new organist.

    
                   
You touch my keyboard

    
                   
and I kick your
drunk 'bama ass.

    
                   
Oh, oh, wait, Homer.

    
                   
Now, if we stand any chance

    
                   
of getting into
the Gospel Explosion,

    
                   
we could use
all the help we can get.

    
                   
Shoot.

    
                   
Bringing all these drunks

    
                   
up into the church
with hats on

    
                   
and drunks and everything.

    
                   
Okay, everyone, please.

    
                   
Okay, good.

    
                   
Good. Uh...
I'd like to...

    
                   
I'd like to try a new song.

    
                   
Um... uh...

    
                   
Tasha?

    
                   
Can you, uh, get rid
of the gum, please?

    
                   
Sure.

    
                   
Okay.

    
                   
That was nasty.

    
                   
Uh..."Swing Low,
Sweet Chariot."

    
                   
Oh, ah, uh, Homer, please.

    
                   
Scooter.

    
                   
Swing low

    
                   
Sweet chariot

    
                   
Comin' for to carry me
home...

    
                   
Wait-wait-wait,
wait, wait, stop, stop.

    
                   
Stop, wait, um...
this is not working.

    
                   
Um...

    
                   
You need to pick
a lead singer.

    
                   
You'd know that if you knew what
you were doing.

    
                   
Oh, oh, could-could I maybe try?

    
                   
Bessie...

    
                   
would you, uh, like to try?

    
                   
No.

    
                   
My dear departed
husband James said

    
                   
that when I sing, it
made him think of heaven.

    
                   
Probably meant he wanted
to blow his brains out.

    
                   
Paulina,

    
                   
you've sung lead

    
                   
- before?
- I have,

    
                   
and it gave me great joy.

    
                   
Oh, good. Then it'll hurt
that much more

    
                   
when I find someone else.

    
                   
Be careful, Dean, baby,
don't hurt yourself.

    
                   
Oh, let the boy be.

    
                   
He's already wearing
more protection

    
                   
then they gave me
when I fought in the war.

    
                   
Oh!

    
                   
- Hey.
- Hey.

    
                   
You're the pain in the butt
from the barbershop.

    
                   
He must have heard
that somewhere.

    
                   
Hi, there, young man.

    
                   
I'm Lilly's grandfather.

    
                   
Hello, sir.

    
                   
I've been waiting
for a nice, strong young man

    
                   
to come and whisk Lilly away.

    
                   
Somebody did that already,
remember?

    
                   
She shouldn't be wasting
the next    years of her life

    
                   
taking care of no old man.

    
                   
No, she should go off

    
                   
and have a life of her own.

    
                   
Cool!

    
                   
Sammy Sosa.

    
                   
What do you say?

    
                   
He said cool.

    
                   
Dean?

    
                   
Thank you.

    
                   
Look, Granddaddy.

    
                   
- I got Sammy Sosa.
- Oh, okay.

    
                   
So have you changed
your mind about the choir?

    
                   
Why should I,
'cause you gave Dean a toy?

    
                   
No. Yes?

    
                   
Why is this so important to you?

    
                   
Because it's what
my Aunt Sally wanted me to do.

    
                   
Every time I pack my bags
to leave,

    
                   
I get that image
of her helping my Mom out

    
                   
when I was little...

    
                   
and because
it was her last wish

    
                   
to get into the Explosion,

    
                   
and because...

    
                   
And because
you're getting $      .

    
                   
I thought I'd finish
your sentence for you.

    
                   
That is the truth, right?

    
                   
Yeah. Yes.

    
                   
Thanks for being honest,

    
                   
but I can't.

    
                   
What?

    
                   
You mean, I just told the truth
for nothing?

    
                   
Thank you for the loan
yesterday.

    
                   
I know you want cash.

    
                   
You know, this truth stuff
is highly overrated.

    
                   
I don't care who started it.

    
                   
You both should be ashamed.

    
                   
Okay, let's try it
once more from the top.

    
                   
Hey. Thank you,
thank you, thank you.

    
                   
I'm not doing this for you.

    
                   
The truth is I'm doing this
for Sally.

    
                   
Well, thank you anyway.

    
                   
Choir, I'd like you to meet
our new soloist, Lilly.

    
                   
- What's your last name?
- Tramp.

    
                   
I knew this would happen.

    
                   
No-no-no, wait, wait,
wait, please, please.

    
                   
Let me handle this. Please.

    
                   
Have you forgotten that Jesus
loved Mary Magdalene?

    
                   
She was a ho.

    
                   
"Let him who is without sin

    
                   
cast the first stone."

    
                   
Thank you for handling it.

    
                   
No, no, no, no, no,
I-I don't mean it.

    
                   
I'm just saying it
for effect. Please.

    
                   
It is your duty

    
                   
to help fallen women.

    
                   
I'm willing to help.

    
                   
- Hi.
- I agree. It's about time

    
                   
we get some young Baptist booty
up in this choir.

    
                   
Ask her how come she has to keep
so many husbands

    
                   
away from their homes down

    
                   
at that old sin hole
she be working at.

    
                   
Would Aunt Sally
have been this harsh?

    
                   
No.

    
                   
No, Sally would've wanted Lilly
to stay in the choir...

    
                   
- Amen.
- Unlike some people.

    
                   
- Amen again.
- That's right.

    
                   
If she was a respectable woman,

    
                   
she would have
a respectable job.

    
                   
The last thing we need
is another loose woman

    
                   
up in the choir stand.

    
                   
Now she should just
go on home, take care

    
                   
of that little bastard baby...

    
                   
Leave my son out of this.

    
                   
Talk to her. Tell her.

    
                   
Dean is a gift from God.


 
                   
So is snow and rain,

 
                   
but we still have
to wear our rubbers.

 
                   
You know what Sally
told me once?

 
                   
She said,

 
                   
"When life makes you
have to put up

 
                   
"with mean and hateful people,

 
                   
"just think of them
as sandpaper.

 
                   
"They may scratch you,
rub you the wrong way,

 
                   
"but eventually...
you end up smooth and polished,

  
                   
"and the sandpaper...

  
                   
it's just going to be
worn out and ugly."

  
                   
Lilly, you don't need my help.

  
                   
Now if I could get you all
to sing as well as you fight,

  
                   
you'd be the baddest choir
in all of Georgia.

  
                   
Now, Lilly is a member

  
                   
of this choir
like everyone else.

  
                   
If you don't like it, well...

  
                   
you can just leave.

  
                   
Oh, well that's my cue.

  
                   
Y'all coming?

  
                   
Uh, Paulina,
I thought you were leaving.

  
                   
The choir, yes,
but I'll stay in this church

  
                   
as long as I want.

  
                   
I'm the treasurer.

  
                   
Fine. Fine. Then we'll rehearse
with Lilly as our lead.

  
                   
- Watch it, bro.
- Hey!

  
                   
- Get down.
- That's mine. Right there.

  
                   
Aw, man!

  
                   
The Lord is good.

  
                   
The Lord bless you.

  
                   
Mr. Clean!

  
                   
You know, I always

  
                   
liked church.

  
                   
There's a hell
of a lot more action

  
                   
than in the barbershop.

  
                   
Okay.

  
                   
Ready?

  
                   
Hold it.

  
                   
Do I come in on the upbeat
or the downbeat?

  
                   
Suit yourself. You're the pro.

  
                   
Try the downbeat, honey.

  
                   
I usually let the Neptunes
program on my upbeat, so...

  
                   
Let's try it again

  
                   
from the top.

  
                   
Wait.

  
                   
Aren't you going to arrange us

  
                   
for the performance?

  
                   
Right, right.
Lilly, Lilly, please, up.

  
                   
Ladies, all three, up.

  
                   
Okay, Tasha,

  
                   
Tasha, please, down...

  
                   
and, uh... oh,
please, yes, Bessie,

  
                   
Alma and Miss Stringer.

  
                   
Yeah, cute. Yes, yes,
there you go.

  
                   
Okay. Young and foxy
in the front

  
                   
and weird and funky
in the back...

  
                   
but we love you.

  
                   
All right. Ready?

  
                   
From the top.

  
                   
I'm... going...

  
                   
Home!

  
                   
Great! Yee-haw!

  
                   
With a little more work,

  
                   
I think we've got a real shot
at the Explosion.

  
                   
And after that,
maybe even a record deal.

  
                   
Then we'll tour on our own bus
with a clean bathroom.

  
                   
A tour? Girl, like I'm going
to leave my granddaddy behind

  
                   
by himself? Uh-uh.

  
                   
Well, thankfully
all my family's dead.

  
                   
That wasn't half bad.

  
                   
It saddens me that the deadline

  
                   
for entering the Gospel
Explosion has passed.

  
                   
What?

  
                   
"All audition tapes
are to be submitted

  
                   
to audition judge
Luther Washington by...

  
                   
yesterday afternoon.

  
                   
She had something
to do with this.

  
                   
I mean, you know, she...

  
                   
Why didn't you say something?

  
                   
You're the director now;
deadlines are your problem.

  
                   
It's been posted for weeks.

  
                   
Where?

  
                   
On the back

  
                   
of the ladies' room door.

  
                   
I sure as heck never saw it,

  
                   
and I use that door every day.

  
                   
You need to check
the girl's bathroom more often.

  
                   
You mean we did all this work

  
                   
- for nothing?
- Yeah.

  
                   
And my best friend Keno
taught me how to do

  
                   
the African Boot Dance.

  
                   
Heck, I even stopped drinking.

  
                   
Uh, I know that's a good thing,

  
                   
- I-I'm just saying...
- Wait, wait, wait, listen, hey,

  
                   
listen, everybody.

  
                   
Just go home and don't worry.

  
                   
Taking care of problems
is my specialty.

  
                   
I'll be back
in a couple of weeks,

  
                   
and if I don't get a job,
I'm a dead man.

   
                   
Yeah, I used my credit card
down here to fix a bus. Why?

   
                   
They traced it. It was reported
to a credit bureau in Atlanta.

   
                   
Well, what does that mean?

   
                   
Felony, interstate fraud.

   
                   
Just lay low, and stay away
from law enforcement.

   
                   
Mr. Washington
will see you now.

   
                   
Mr. Hill.

   
                   
Lucius.

   
                   
As a Christian man,
I do believe in mercy,

   
                   
but as a prison warden,

   
                   
I'm a stickler for the rules.

   
                   
See, without rules,

   
                   
society breaks down.

   
                   
Sorry.

   
                   
Listen...

   
                   
Let me handle this.

   
                   
Did I say you can talk?

   
                   
- Look...
- Did I open my mouth

   
                   
and say you could talk?

   
                   
But I-I-I... I took
assertive tenderness.

   
                   
I took assertiveness
training.

   
                   
Look, Washington,

   
                   
we're giving you an opportunity

   
                   
to be a part of the
Belie Baptist...

   
                   
Beulah.

   
                   
The Beulah Baptist
Gospel Choir business.

   
                   
Me, an opportunity?

   
                   
Now, you need BBGC more

   
                   
than BBGC needs you.

   
                   
We're selling, not buying.

   
                   
We're not selling.

   
                   
We're... we are...

   
                   
We're buying, not selling.

   
                   
Now, you got    seconds
to m-make an offer,

   
                   
or it's, you know?

   
                   
We-we...

   
                   
Let me think about it.
No.

   
                   
Oh, come on.
Please, man.

   
                   
- We'll pay you.
- Listen, listen.

   
                   
Sir, you don't understand

   
                   
the challenges my choir
and I have faced.

   
                   
Please, just hear us sing.

   
                   
We can be ready in a half hour.

   
                   
No.

   
                   
And I'm putting my foot down.

   
                   
It's a big "N" and a little "o."

   
                   
Sir, the entertainment
for today canceled.

   
                   
And you know what happened
last time.

   
                   
You said a half an hour?

   
                   
Will you let us
into the Explosion?

   
                   
Only if you guys can pass
the mustard with my prisoners.

   
                   
Mustard's passed.

   
                   
We'll blow them away.

   
                   
Look, we got to do it,

   
                   
or we won't get
into the Explosion.

   
                   
Darrin, Darrin.

   
                   
- Darrin, Darrin.
- Just relax.

   
                   
They all look so scary.

   
                   
Look, we're here now,
so I'm going to sing it.

   
                   
What? Huh?

   
                   
- What?
- Huh?

   
                   
Swing low...

   
                   
Join in, join in,
join in, join in!

   
                   
- Sweet chariot
- Shut up, old man!

   
                   
Go home!

   
                   
Coming for to carry me home

   
                   
Swing low, sweet chariot

   
                   
Coming for to carry me home...

   
                   
Swing low...

   
                   
Sweet chariot

   
                   
That's better.

   
                   
- Hey, now.
- Coming for

   
                   
To carry me home

   
                   
Swing low

   
                   
Sweet, sweet, sweet
chariot, chariot

   
                   
Coming for to carry me home

   
                   
Yeah, yeah

   
                   
Swing down chariots,
won't you let me ride?

   
                   
- Oh, swing
- Swing down chariots

   
                   
Stop and let me ride

   
                   
Oh, rock me, Lord,
rock me, Lord

   
                   
Calm and easy

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
I got a home
on the other side

   
                   
Dance, everybody, dance.

   
                   
Six white horses
standin' side by side

   
                   
- Oh, sing
- Six white horses prancing

   
                   
- Sing
- Side by side

   
                   
Oh, rock me, Lord,
rock me, Lord

   
                   
Rock me, rock me

   
                   
Calm and easy

   
                   
I got a home...

   
                   
I got home on the other side

   
                   
Swing low, swing low

   
                   
Swing low, swing low,
and let me ride

   
                   
Why don't you let me ride?

   
                   
Why don't you let me ride?

   
                   
Ride, ride, ride, ride

   
                   
Oh why don't you let me ride?

   
                   
- Let me ride
- Why don't you let me ride?

   
                   
Let me ride

   
                   
Ride, ride, ride, ride

   
                   
Swing down chariots,
won't you let me ride?

   
                   
- Oh, swing
- Swing down chariots

   
                   
Stop and let me ride

   
                   
Oh, rock me, rock me, Lord

   
                   
Calm and easy

   
                   
I got a home
on the other side

   
                   
- I got a home
- I got a home

   
                   
You got a home

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
We got a home

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
- I got a home
- I got a home

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
You got a home

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
We goin' home

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
- Goin' home
- I got a home

   
                   
- Yes, Lord
- I got a home

   
                   
Sweet Lord

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
Take me home

   
                   
I got a home

   
                   
Take me home, Lord

   
                   
I'm going home.

   
                   
So look here, I guess that, uh,

   
                   
your choir's
in the Gospel Explosion.

   
                   
Don't let anyone know
I gave you any slack.

   
                   
I have a reputation

   
                   
as a hard ass
in the choir community.

   
                   
Do you think
we have a shot at winning?

   
                   
Hell, no.

   
                   
You made it
through the audition, but...

   
                   
I got prisoners that can sing
better than your choir.

   
                   
Really?

   
                   
Single file now.

   
                   
Stay in line.

   
                   
Guns in church.

   
                   
The abomination that
causes desolation.

   
                   
Guns ain't allowed?

   
                   
Somebody should have told me.

   
                   
Hey, big guy,

   
                   
what's your name?

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
My name is Johnson.

   
                   
What are you in for?

   
                   
Beating down somebody

   
                   
for making fun of my high voice.

   
                   
Okay, so let's take, uh...

   
                   
Let's take it
from the top, shall we?

   
                   
Uh, our felons first.

   
                   
Up. Up, please.

   
                   
Up.

   
                   
Okay.

   
                   
Um...

   
                   
Gonna lay down my burdens...

   
                   
Um, Mr. Briggs,

   
                   
is there a problem?

   
                   
It's one thing for the state
to force us

   
                   
to make license plates,
or work in chain gangs,

   
                   
but to make us sing
in a choir?

   
                   
That's cruel
and unusual punishment.

   
                   
Mr. Johnson?

   
                   
I used to be in a group,

   
                   
and when we used to sing, uh,
"Down By the Riverside"...

   
                   
there's a part of the song
where I used to

   
                   
Wail.

   
                   
You know, right at the end

   
                   
with the sword and shield part.

   
                   
People really liked that.

   
                   
Would you like me
to do that for you?

   
                   
All right.

   
                   
What group did you sing with?

   
                   
It doesn't matter.

   
                   
They're dead now.

   
                   
Right.

   
                   
Okay, um...

   
                   
Great.

   
                   
And now, news time.

   
                   
The Beulah Baptist Church Choir

   
                   
now includes some
talented inmates

   
                   
from our state prison system.

   
                   
This could turn out

   
                   
to be the breakout choir
of the year.

   
                   
Ooh, ooh-ooh

   
                   
I'm gonna lay down
my burdens, child

   
                   
Down by the riverside

   
                   
Yeah, down

   
                   
Down by the riverside

   
                   
Down

   
                   
Down by the riverside

   
                   
- Say, I'm...
- Ee-oop

   
                   
I'm gonna lay down my burdens

   
                   
Down by...

   
                   
Down by the riverside

   
                   
Say, I ain't

   
                   
Study war

   
                   
- No, no, no, no
- No more

   
                   
Study war no more...

   
                   
No more

   
                   
Say, I'm going down
to the river

   
                   
Gonna put my foot in

   
                   
Gonna let it go up
to my knees

   
                   
Gonna let it go down
to my thigh

   
                   
And I ain't gonna
study war no more

   
                   
No

   
                   
Study war no more

   
                   
- No
- Study war no more

   
                   
I, I, I, I, I

   
                   
Study war no more...

   
                   
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

   
                   
All that street-corner
barbershop harmony

   
                   
That's cool, right?

   
                   
We got some new hip-hop
in Monte Carlo, Georgia,

   
                   
for y'all tonight... yo, Briggs

   
                   
I'm sick of packin'
all these nines

   
                   
Slingin' dimes and smokin'
all the marijuana

   
                   
Chillin' with pretty mamas from
Havana in the Bahamas

   
                   
Most demons tryin' to see me
hot, like I'm in the sauna

   
                   
And I'm just tryin' to get you
loose, kinda like Madonna

   
                   
Call up everybody I know,
tell 'em it's time to go

   
                   
Me and Bee-Z in the  - 
sittin' real low

   
                   
Got the roll to the riverside,
put that liquor to the side

   
                   
Ain't no need for getting high,
stay alive, in touch

   
                   
Helps you die, that cocaine,
get me trippin', y'all

   
                   
Never been lickin' that,
none of my burdens

   
                   
Because I don't wanna
be left and burnin'

   
                   
Flirtin' with death

   
                   
And they promise
my last breath

   
                   
Dressed in prison blues

   
                   
Holy Spirit got me under arrest

   
                   
I used to be a thug,
sold drugs

   
                   
Might have stalked you

   
                   
Stepped up in the church,
got converted at the altar

   
                   
And I fought 'ya

   
                   
Fell back and he caught you

   
                   
Out tryin' to floss,
better live what he taught you

   
                   
Goin' down

   
                   
We goin' down to the river

   
                   
Take it to the river

   
                   
Goin' down, baby

   
                   
Yo, yo

   
                   
Down to the river

   
                   
Take it to the river

   
                   
And lay down

   
                   
Haulin' my glocks
and automatics

   
                   
I'm charismatic,
like crack addicts

   
                   
You wreak havoc like
road ragers in bad traffic

   
                   
It gets drastic,
but He's fantastic

   
                   
In attracting no one packing,
now we're fasting

   
                   
Has the passion, how can I get
this life everlasting?

   
                   
Sick of blastin' and dashin',
flashin' like Charles Manson

   
                   
Give me the ransom, now
we're glory, holla, dancin'

   
                   
I'm flippin' and rippin'
to come up with lyrical styles

   
                   
Y'all never heard

   
                   
Tryin' to reach you
climb the stair

   
                   
Beyond all of this
trippin' birds

   
                   
Forget the English but rhymes,
but I'm the jefe

   
                   
They bust the rich, bringin'
beats like Tito Puente

   
                   
Salsa, merengue,
repos calientes

   
                   
Azucar sabroso
para ti and para mi

   
                   
Goin' down

   
                   
Oh, as long as they
praising God's name,

   
                   
it's all right with me.

   
                   
The congregation is going to be
in for a surprise come Sunday.

   
                   
Yeah, let me
know how it goes.

   
                   
I expect you to be there, too.

   
                   
Oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh

   
                   
I'm goin' down, baby

   
                   
We goin' down to the river

   
                   
We

   
                   
So

   
                   
Hot

   
                   
We

   
                   
Don't

   
                   
Stop

   
                   
We take it to the river

   
                   
You know, we go down, down

   
                   
We goin' down to the river

   
                   
Take it to the river

   
                   
Goin' down...

   
                   
Glad you're here, Reverend.

   
                   
I suppose you've noticed
how the choir has grown.

   
                   
I-I was just seeing
how good they are.

   
                   
I also suppose you plan
on enforcing the rules

   
                   
and the bylaws
that says all members

   
                   
of the choir

   
                   
must be baptized
and take Bible-study classes.

   
                   
Oh, now, Paulina.

   
                   
You can't change that.

   
                   
It'll change everything.

   
                   
She has a point, Darrin.

   
                   
What point is that?

   
                   
If you change things,
then they'll be different?

   
                   
Well, yeah.

   
                   
Yeah.

   
                   
Oh, I'm sorry, Darrin.

   
                   
But if they're going to stay,

   
                   
they're going to have to abide
by the church rules.

   
                   
I can't swim.

   
                   
Uh, don't worry, Mr. Johnson.

   
                   
It's just a...

   
                   
just a little sprinkle.

   
                   
I won't do it.

   
                   
We're broadcasting live
from down by the riverside

   
                   
where three lost souls
are trying to find Jesus.

   
                   
Although personally,

   
                   
I don't think
this is where he fell in.

   
                   
I baptize you in the
name of the Father,

   
                   
and the Son, and
the Holy Ghost.

   
                   
Burns.

   
                   
It burns.

   
                   
Oh, brother, it's just the waste

   
                   
from the refinery upstream,
you see?

   
                   
Well, guess that about does it.

   
                   
Oh, funny thing, Darrin.

   
                   
I don't remember
you being baptized.

   
                   
Do you, Paul?

   
                   
Oh, uh... uh... uh...

   
                   
Well, you know I...

   
                   
- Paul?!
- No, I don't.

   
                   
I am not getting
in that water.

   
                   
Uh-huh.

   
                   
I am not getting in there.

   
                   
- Uh-huh.
- Shit.

   
                   
Must be crazy.

   
                   
Praise the Lord.

   
                   
Yeah, yeah,
come on, come on, y'all

   
                   
We about to get our praise on
in this piece right now

   
                   
Y'all know how we do it

   
                   
Oh, oh, oh, oh yeah

   
                   
Get your hands up

   
                   
Lift your voice

   
                   
All right, check it out,
we're going to do this thing

   
                   
There's a storm within
and I don't want to let it in

   
                   
I give You control, let
Your love rain down on me

   
                   
In my heart and mind

   
                   
Is Your love nearby?

   
                   
Uh-huh

   
                   
I'm going to let it flow

   
                   
Let Your love
rain down on me

   
                   
Gonna raise my hands
Gonna raise my hands

   
                   
Gonna give you all I can

   
                   
Every time I call His name, His
love rains down on me

   
                   
Rain down

   
                   
Gonna lift my voice and sing

   
                   
About the love
and joy He brings

   
                   
Every time I praise His name,
His love rains down on me

   
                   
I was in distress

   
                   
I needed happiness
Come on

   
                   
So I got down on my knees
and asked You to come to me

   
                   
I know that thunder
brings the rain

   
                   
So I called Your holy name

   
                   
And You washed away my sins,
gave me new power, yeah

   
                   
Gonna raise my hands and dance

   
                   
Want to give Him all I can

   
                   
Every time I call His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to lift my voice
and sing

   
                   
About the love and joy
He brings

   
                   
Every time I praise His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Love is raining down on me,
joy is deep inside of me

   
                   
Praise,
I lift my hands to Thee

   
                   
'Cause Your love, Your love

   
                   
Your love

   
                   
Love is raining down on me,
joy is deep inside of me

   
                   
Praise

   
                   
Want to raise my hands in praise

   
                   
Ah

   
                   
- Whoo
- Want to give Him all I can

   
                   
Every time I call His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to lift my voice
and sing

   
                   
About the love and joy
He brings

   
                   
Every time I praise His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to raise my hands and dance

   
                   
Want to give Him all I can

   
                   
Every time I call His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to lift my voice
and sing

   
                   
About the love and joy
He brings

   
                   
Every time I praise His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to raise my hands and dance

   
                   
Want to give Him all I can

   
                   
Every time I call His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to lift my voice
and sing

   
                   
About the love and joy
He brings

   
                   
Every time I praise His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to raise my hands and dance

   
                   
Want to give Him all I can every
time I call His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to lift my voice and sing

   
                   
About the love and joy He brings

   
                   
Every time I praise His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to raise my hands and dance

   
                   
Want to give Him all I can,
every time I call His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
Want to lift my voice and sing

   
                   
About the love and joy He brings

   
                   
Every time I praise His name

   
                   
His love rains down on me

   
                   
It rains down on me.

   
                   
Thanks for coming with me.

   
                   
Alma gave me the key,

   
                   
but I felt kind of creepy
coming here by myself.

   
                   
Just got to get
this box of letters

   
                   
before everything
is packed away.

   
                   
They said it was in a trunk.

   
                   
I didn't even know Mama
was writing these.

   
                   
I always thought she lost
contact with everyone here.

   
                   
    .

   
                   
"Dear Sally, I think
this will be my big year.

   
                   
"We're settled
into our apartment

   
                   
and the rent is covered."

   
                   
She has "Thanks" in parentheses.

   
                   
Sally.

   
                   
"Here's a picture of Darrin.

   
                   
Doesn't he look like
a future doctor or lawyer?"

   
                   
Eww.

   
                   
This one was actually
addressed to you

   
                   
from Aunt Sally.

   
                   
It says "Return to Sender."

   
                   
It's because I moved
around a lot.

   
                   
Oh, my God.

   
                   
Not that funny.

   
                   
Dear Darrin,
I'm worried about you.

   
                   
All the different addresses
and phone numbers.

   
                   
The people calling here
looking for you.

   
                   
You seem to be lying
about who you are.

   
                   
Why can't you accept
who you are?

   
                   
God accepts you.

   
                   
New York is so dangerous,

   
                   
criminals, crazy people, and me

   
                   
if I have to come up there
and whip your ass.

   
                   
Up there acting like
you ain't got no home training.

   
                   
It's my fault.

   
                   
I never should have let Paulina
run your mom out.

   
                   
I love you, Darrin.

   
                   
I'm the only family you have,

   
                   
and you're the only family
I have.

   
                   
What does the letter say?

   
                   
Something in my eye.

   
                   
What does the letter say?

   
                   
Oh, just stuff, stuff
I probably should have known.

   
                   
Let me see your eye.

   
                   
- Huh? Oh.
- Let me see your eye.

   
                   
She looks kind of disapproving.

   
                   
I can turn the picture down.

   
                   
No.

   
                   
It's getting kind of late.

   
                   
I should go home
and check on my Dean.

   
                   
Okay.

   
                   
- I should go home.
- Yeah, let me walk you home.

   
                   
I love being back in the choir.

   
                   
It's amazing how,
over the years,

   
                   
the music has moved people,

   
                   
makes people feel better
about themselves, you know?

   
                   
Sure.

   
                   
Gospel music moves people...

   
                   
people looking to be moved
and haven't figured out

   
                   
they're just a bunch
of old songs, anyway.

   
                   
You're so cynical.

   
                   
It gives people comfort.

   
                   
That's why my granddaddy
is not scared of dying.

   
                   
Simple, effective, comforting.
It must be nice.

   
                   
Simple isn't always wrong.

   
                   
Experience has taught me

   
                   
that fighting temptation
makes you strong.

   
                   
Yes, but the trouble
with fighting temptation

   
                   
is you might not get
another chance.

   
                   
Oh, ye of little faith.

   
                   
What advertising agency?

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
I'm afraid he's out.

   
                   
But I'm family.

   
                   
Uh-huh, you can
tell me everything

   
                   
and I'll give him the message.

   
                   
Uh-huh.

   
                   
Really?

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
I'm on location
down here live

   
                   
at the Beulah Baptist
Church barbecue, mm-hmm.

   
                   
Folks down
at Polk's Funeral Home

   
                   
send their best wishes
to the choir

   
                   
and best of luck at the
Gospel Explosion next weekend.

   
                   
Polk's Funeral Home, make you
look good when you're dead.

   
                   
So good, they guarantee you
an open-casket funeral

   
                   
or the next one
is going to be free.

   
                   
See Darrin?

   
                   
Dean!

   
                   
Hey!

   
                   
Hey, what's up Dean?

   
                   
Hi, Lilly.

   
                   
I knew I could do it.
I want that one.

   
                   
Congratulations
to Willy Johnson's

   
                   
little boy, Bobby Johnson.

   
                   
He won
the rock-throwing contest.

   
                   
You want chicken?
You want chicken?

   
                   
Ribs.

   
                   
Oh, ribs, please.

   
                   
I don't know where that boy

   
                   
learned how to throw
a rock like that at.

   
                   
Probably the one that

   
                   
broke the window
down at the radio station.

   
                   
I ain't trying
to put that out there or nothing

   
                   
but somebody broke the window.

   
                   
I ain't saying he did it,

   
                   
but he sure can throw a rock,
that's all I've got to say.

   
                   
Choir, choir!

   
                   
Yoo-hoo!

   
                   
Choir, gather around,

   
                   
I have great news.

   
                   
You'll be happy to know

   
                   
that someone from New York
named Rosa

   
                   
called last night
with great news about your job.

   
                   
She did?

   
                   
Oh, we got our
record deal already?

   
                   
No, no, no, he's
not a record producer.

   
                   
He's a junior level executive
at an advertising agency.

   
                   
But Rosa said they are sorry
that they fired you

   
                   
and they want you
to come back.

   
                   
They're even willing
to overlook the fact

   
                   
that you faked
your high school diploma

   
                   
and your Yale degree.

   
                   
They're even willing

   
                   
to take care of your
credit card trouble,

   
                   
so there's no evidence of fraud.

   
                   
Isn't that great news?

   
                   
What is she talking about,
Darrin?

   
                   
Well...

   
                   
You know why
they want you back?

   
                   
The liquor company

   
                   
can't find any other firm
with ideas

   
                   
as good as yours.

   
                   
That's a good thing.

   
                   
They said they're willing
to sign on

   
                   
as clients, but only if

   
                   
you are in charge
of their account.

   
                   
So I say,
congratulations are in order.

   
                   
Oh. Rosa said they need

   
                   
your answer
as soon as possible,

   
                   
so you better call them now.

   
                   
I brought your phone.

   
                   
Is it true, son?

   
                   
Well, these things she's saying,

   
                   
I mean, it's not as bad
as it sounds.

   
                   
You're not leaving are you?

   
                   
Boy, don't you know

   
                   
once you go gospel,
you can't go back.

   
                   
God don't like ugly.

   
                   
Look at Sam Cooke.

   
                   
Left the church,
few years later...

   
                   
Shot dead in a motel.

   
                   
And Otis Redding

   
                   
left the church,

   
                   
plane crash.

   
                   
What about Whitney Houston,
and, uh, Aretha, Snoop?

   
                   
They started in the church.

   
                   
Boy, you just killed
three people.

   
                   
What about the Explosion?

   
                   
What about that money exploding
in my pocket, that prize money

   
                   
you said you were going

   
                   
to split with me   /  ?

   
                   
You promised him my half?

   
                   
Your half?

   
                   
I have a half
in there somewhere.

   
                   
You're talking about my half.

   
                   
And I'm in the same church

   
                   
with these people?

   
                   
And I thought they was
holy and sanctified.

   
                   
They're waiting for your answer.

   
                   
I don't care what you do.

   
                   
I was just using you
to get a record deal,

   
                   
just like you were using me.

   
                   
Is that true?

   
                   
Rosa?

   
                   
Yeah, I got your message.

   
                   
Tell them I accept.

   
                   
Tomorrow?
I'll be there.

   
                   
So it's all about the money?

   
                   
Hell, yes.

   
                   
That's the reason why half
of you joined the choir.

   
                   
And why shouldn't I go back?

   
                   
What loyalty should
I have to this place?

   
                   
Sure, I've been lying,

   
                   
but that's nothing compared
to what this church

   
                   
did to me and my mom.

   
                   
If you leave,

   
                   
you'll be forfeiting
your inheritance money.

   
                   
I don't need it now.

   
                   
Look, just because
he's quitting,

   
                   
you don't have to give up
on all your hard work.

   
                   
We're still going
to the Explosion.

   
                   
Shut up, Grandma.

   
                   
Don't you dare

   
                   
talk to me like that!

   
                   
Are you out
of your mind?

   
                   
Control yourself, Grandma.

   
                   
Come back here.
Don't you run from me!

   
                   
I cannot believe that I
was going to sleep with you.

   
                   
There you go.

   
                   
Home, sweet home.

   
                   
How about a cigar?

   
                   
How about a corner office?

   
                   
- I'm serious.

   
                   
Of course, of course.

   
                   
W-Why can't they do it deep
fried like they do in the South?

   
                   
Okay, okay, fine, fine,
I'll take

   
                   
the boneless,
skinless baked chicken.

   
                   
Yes, that's fine.

   
                   
Oh, oh,
can I get the collard greens

   
                   
without the goat cheese?

   
                   
Darrin? Darrin?

   
                   
Darrin, we can't wait

   
                   
to hear your ideas.

   
                   
I'm the one who got him back.

   
                   
Ladies and gentlemen,
since we last spoke,

   
                   
I've developed
a mega-campaign

   
                   
that will triple our revenue
within one year.

   
                   
This represents
the current markets

   
                   
targeted by your competitors.

   
                   
From it, you see

   
                   
that the metropolitan areas
are saturated.

   
                   
We're selling an urban product.

   
                   
Wrong... you're selling
an urban image.

   
                   
Thus the primary focus
of my plan

   
                   
is to change brand identity.

   
                   
No more thugs and bums
drinking   s.

   
                   
Instead,

   
                   
only young,
successful urbanites.

   
                   
That means appealing
to the little man

   
                   
who dreams of making it
in the fast lane.

   
                   
We capitalize on
people who dream

   
                   
of a more glamorous life

   
                   
than the one
that they currently have.

   
                   
People
who are easily influenced.

   
                   
People here,

   
                   
and here, and he...

   
                   
And here.

   
                   
The small-town barber.

   
                   
The clerk
at the local dry cleaners.

   
                   
The people that think
that urban life

   
                   
is where their dreams are.

   
                   
Those are the people
that need your product.

   
                   
They need your lies,

   
                   
your false images
of success and glamour.

   
                   
The poison that
causes them to look

   
                   
for fulfillment

   
                   
in material things
rather than in people.

   
                   
Yes, ladies and gentlemen,

   
                   
if making money
is our number-one goal,

   
                   
then it's the little people
in the little towns

   
                   
that we should exploit.

   
                   
After all, what do they know?

   
                   
They're just a bunch of country
bumpkins anyway, right?

   
                   
Way to go, Darrin.

   
                   
Yes!

   
                   
Yes!

   
                   
That's the way
we're all going to make money.

   
                   
Well done, Darrin.

   
                   
Lilly, open up, it's me, Darrin.

   
                   
Darrin?

   
                   
I knew you'd be here.

   
                   
How?

   
                   
It was on the radio
in the back.

   
                   
Where is everybody?

   
                   
They're on the way to Columbus
for the Gospel Explosion.

   
                   
I didn't think
they'd have left yet.

   
                   
Why aren't you with them?

   
                   
Paulina found out I gave you
the names of them singers.

   
                   
We had a fight,
and I asserted myself.

   
                   
What happened?

   
                   
They went without me.

   
                   
Oh.

   
                   
I'm afraid Lilly's
not with them, either.

   
                   
Nobody has seen her
since you left.

   
                   
Uh, but I've been fine
since you left.

   
                   
Thanks for asking.

   
                   
What are you doing here?

   
                   
I came back.

   
                   
I should have never left
in the first place.

   
                   
Go away.

   
                   
I don't want to see you.

   
                   
Is it because I lied
about being a music producer?

   
                   
I'm sorry about that, too.

   
                   
I'm not a fool.

   
                   
I knew you weren't a producer.

   
                   
You didn't even know
what a downbeat was.

   
                   
You didn't know the difference

   
                   
in keys and notes.

   
                   
- You didn't know...
- Right, I get your point.

   
                   
If you knew all that,
why'd you get so mad?

   
                   
I was angry with myself.

   
                   
It's my own fault.

   
                   
I don't know why I expected

   
                   
anything different
from someone like you.

   
                   
Yeah. I blamed you, too,
at first.

   
                   
Well, I had to blame someone.

   
                   
But when I got back to New York,
something was different.

   
                   
For some reason, I felt like

   
                   
I didn't have to lie anymore.

   
                   
The truth felt better.

   
                   
Why should I believe you now?

   
                   
Because I came back

   
                   
so that the commitment
I made to the choir

   
                   
wouldn't be a lie.

   
                   
Lilly,

   
                   
hate me, despise me...
I deserve it.

   
                   
But don't let the choir down.

   
                   
Please.

   
                   
Come with me to the Explosion.

   
                   
I can't.

   
                   
Paulina kicked me out
as soon as you left.

   
                   
You got to come with me.

   
                   
Without you, that choir

   
                   
is a bunch of drunks,
babies' daddies and convicts.

   
                   
They might as well
be an NFL team.

   
                   
Let me go through the shadow
of the valley of death.

   
                   
I shall fear no evil.

   
                   
We really appreciate
you doing this, Lucius.

   
                   
I'm just happy you were home
when we came by.

   
                   
Oh, no, you know

   
                   
I wasn't going to go down
to the Explosion

   
                   
without Darrin being involved,
now, Lilly.

   
                   
Well, I'm glad our friendship
is what's most important to you.

   
                   
That's all that matters.

   
                   
What?!

   
                   
Now, wait a minute, man.

   
                   
You stupid jerk!

   
                   
Get me right if I'm wrong.

   
                   
It sounds like you're trying

   
                   
to skip out on paying me.

   
                   
Lucius.

   
                   
Oh, okay, I forgot.

   
                   
We doing this for the Lord.

   
                   
I forgot about that.

   
                   
Amen.

   
                   
But in the Bible, it
says get your money, man.

   
                   
That's what it say in
one of them scriptures.

   
                   
Come back and take me home

   
                   
I've been wait

   
                   
Been waiting for you

   
                   
Pray

   
                   
Praying to you

   
                   
Wait

   
                   
Laboring for you

   
                   
I've been wait

   
                   
Living for you

   
                   
- Wait
- Giving for you

   
                   
- Wait
- Driven by you

   
                   
I've been wait

   
                   
Oh, so patiently,
for your face to see

   
                   
Waiting for you

   
                   
For you to come back...

   
                   
Broadcasting live from down
at the Gospel Explosion.

   
                   
Coming up soon, going to be

   
                   
the Five Blind Boys
from Alabama.

   
                   
Uh, used to be six of them,
but one of them got healed.

   
                   
He's the driver now,
and they need him,

   
                   
'cause, well, they kept
hitchhiking the wrong way.

   
                   
Excuse me.

   
                   
Which choir are you with?

   
                   
The Beulah Baptist Gospel Choir,
Monte Carlo, Georgia.

   
                   
Got you.

   
                   
You'll be coming
on soon.

   
                   
Paulina, some of these choirs
are pretty big.

   
                   
All right, boys, let's go.

   
                   
Get down.

   
                   
We don't need those felons.

   
                   
God is on our side.

   
                   
This is a gospel competition.

   
                   
He's on everybody's side.

   
                   
And now...

   
                   
...we present to you...

   
                   
the Blind Boys of Alabama.

   
                   
Beulah Choir, Beulah Choir.

   
                   
Before we go on,
we need to make sure

   
                   
that we're spiritually clean,

   
                   
so, I've made a list of sins

   
                   
that you all need
to be forgiven for.

   
                   
Starting with you.
Yesterday...

   
                   
I'm a soldier

   
                   
...ln the army of the Lord

   
                   
Good old soldiers

   
                   
In the army

   
                   
Well, when I get to heaven,
gonna sing and shout

   
                   
Be nobody up there
to turn me out

   
                   
Talk with the Father,
chat with the Son

   
                   
Yeah

   
                   
Tell 'em 'bout the world
I just came from

   
                   
I'm a soldier

   
                   
In the army of the Lord

   
                   
A mighty good soldier

   
                   
In the army...

   
                   
Great, we made it!

   
                   
I'm sorry I left
in the first place,

   
                   
and if you let me,
I'll make it up to you.

   
                   
Starting with
keeping my commitment

   
                   
and leading you
in the Explosion.

   
                   
- Hey, man, yeah!
- Not so

   
                   
fast.

   
                   
He isn't leadin' this choir,

   
                   
and she sure as h-h-heck
isn't singing in it.

   
                   
Uh, excuse me, technically,
it's still my choir.

   
                   
Oh, is it?

   
                   
Well, technically, you violated
the Explosion rules

   
                   
when you recruited choir members
by offering to pay them,

   
                   
so if you don't mind,
my choir is about to perform.

   
                   
Reverend, can she do this?

   
                   
- Uh...
- Back me up,

   
                   
Paul... you know I'm right.

   
                   
W-W-Well, technically...

   
                   
Technically, that also

   
                   
gives me the right
to kick out who I want,

   
                   
right, Paul?

   
                   
Oh, now...

   
                   
Now you
and Miss Round-the-Way here

   
                   
can just leave.

   
                   
Tell 'em, Paul.

   
                   
Let's not go...

   
                   
Let's not forget
that when you went to New York,

   
                   
you forfeited your rights
to the inheritance.

   
                   
Isn't that what the will says,

   
                   
Paul?

   
                   
Paul!

   
                   
Oh, now, don't worry,
he agrees with me.

   
                   
The will doesn't say anything
about a cackling, overbearing,

   
                   
hypocritical, old bitty who's
about to drive me crazy

   
                   
just like she did her husband!

   
                   
I didn't drive James crazy,
Paul... God rest his soul.

   
                   
And that's another thing.

   
                   
I'm tired of telling this lie

   
                   
to everybody about you
being a widow.

   
                   
What?

   
                   
James lives in Patterson County,
y'all.

   
                   
Yeah, with a big,

   
                   
fine, new young wife...
know how to make a man say,

   
                   
"Amen" when he at home,

   
                   
as well as in the church.

   
                   
You can nitpick
about the church bylaws

   
                   
and the technicalities of Aunt
Sally's will all you want,

   
                   
but what really matters
is the spirit of her wishes,

   
                   
and Aunt Sally's dying wish was
for Darrin to lead this choir.

   
                   
End of story.

   
                   
You think you can
challenge me, boy?

   
                   
- Reverend Lewis...
- Hmm?

   
                   
Do the bylaws say anything

   
                   
about voting someone out
of the choir?

   
                   
Yes, they do...

   
                   
as long as it's by a majority

   
                   
of baptized choir members.

   
                   
Paulina, thank you
for making sure

   
                   
all of us are baptized.

   
                   
All in favor of kicking Paulina
out of the choir...

   
                   
Listening to that voice
deep inside saying

   
                   
- You know
- I'll be here

   
                   
Always

   
                   
Forever

   
                   
Don't matter what happens

   
                   
I'm gonna stay the same

   
                   
Hey...

   
                   
you guys ready?

   
                   
- Fo shizzle.
- Yeah.

   
                   
Let's knock 'em dead.

   
                   
- Darrin.
- Oh.

   
                   
I suppose
you'll be leaving us soon.

   
                   
Now, is it okay if the lawyers

   
                   
- mail your inheritance check?
- Keep it.

   
                   
Make it out
to the Beulah Baptist Church.

   
                   
Don't you want to know
how much it is?

   
                   
I want to give the church
a Sally Walker Day Care Center

   
                   
and a new roof.

   
                   
It was only worth $   .

   
                   
I-I thought you said
the portfolio

   
                   
was worth $      .

   
                   
Didn't you read about it?

   
                   
Georgia Telecom went belly-up

   
                   
when you were up in New York.

   
                   
I guess we better
go win this church some money.

   
                   
Give 'em hell.

   
                   
I mean that in the most
Christian way.

   
                   
Sure.

   
                   
Ready? Let's go.

   
                   
Wait.

   
                   
I want you to hear
how they announce us.

   
                   
Why?

   
                   
You inspired it.

   
                   
- I did?
- Yes.

   
                   
Right now, from
the Beulah Baptist Church

   
                   
in Monte Carlo, Georgia...

   
                   
Here are the
Fighting Temptations!

   
                   
Okay. Is everyone ready?

    
                   
Yo, why do we have
to wear these robes?

    
                   
I don't wear this stuff.

    
                   
Yes, everyone has to wear
the same thing.

    
                   
Why?

    
                   
My suit is tight,
and ladies don't like

    
                   
to see Lucius in no robe.

    
                   
Okay, everyone
takes their robe off.

    
                   
No.

    
                   
What?

    
                   
Well, apparently the Fighting
Temptations aren't quite ready.

    
                   
All right, okay, all right,

    
                   
listen, listen, listen.

    
                   
We hope to hear
from the Fighting Temptations

    
                   
Yes.

    
                   
Before Judgment Day.

    
                   
All right...

    
                   
all right.

    
                   
Oh, no, he might start singing.

    
                   
Get out there.
Get out there.

    
                   
Three, four...

    
                   
Duh, duh, duh

    
                   
Duh, nuh, nuh, nuh

    
                   
Duh, duh, duh

    
                   
Duh-nuh, duh-nuh

    
                   
- Dum, duh, duh, dum, dum
- Dum, dum, dum

    
                   
- Ooh...
- Duh, nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh

    
                   
- Ho, ooh, whoa
- Dum, dum, dum

    
                   
Duh-nuh, du-nuh

    
                   
Took me a while,
but I'm finally here

    
                   
So I just want to testify

    
                   
Make it crystal clear

    
                   
- Take your time
- See, I been picked out

    
                   
- To be picked on
- Oh, no

    
                   
Talked about
out my friend's mouth

    
                   
- I been beat down
- Yeah, yeah

    
                   
Till He turned my life around

    
                   
Turned my life around

    
                   
Seemed like I always
fall short of being worthy

    
                   
'Cause I ain't good enough,
but He still loves me

    
                   
- Yeah, yeah
- I ain't no superstar

    
                   
The spotlight ain't shining
on me

    
                   
No, no, no, no, no

    
                   
'Cause I ain't good enough

    
                   
- No...
- But He still loves me, love me

    
                   
I used to wake up some days
and wish I'd stayed asleep

    
                   
Why can't you, girl?

    
                   
'Cause I went to bed
on top of the world

    
                   
Today the world's on top of me

    
                   
- Now, everybody's got opinions
- They share

    
                   
- They've been in my position
- They don't care

    
                   
That it breaks my heart
when I hear

    
                   
What they have to say
about me

    
                   
- What'd they say about you?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah

    
                   
Seems like I always fall short
of being worthy

    
                   
Fall short

    
                   
Lord, I ain't worthy, no

    
                   
'Cause I ain't good enough

    
                   
- But He still loves me
- Still loves me, yeah

    
                   
I ain't no superstar

    
                   
Ain't no superstar

    
                   
The spotlight
ain't shining on me

    
                   
I want to be for you

    
                   
'Cause I ain't good enough,
but He still loves me

    
                   
I'm not perfect

    
                   
I'm not perfect

    
                   
Yes, I do wrong

    
                   
Yes, I do wrong

    
                   
I'm trying my best

    
                   
- Trying my best
- I ain't good enough

    
                   
Just ain't good enough,
no, no

    
                   
Sure, I done wrong

    
                   
- The sun rises anyway
- lf I don't succeed

    
                   
- lf I don't succeed
- 'Cause I ain't good enough

    
                   
- I ain't good enough
- Just ain't good enough

    
                   
But you love me

    
                   
If you ain't worthy,
just raise your hands

    
                   
And let me know
that you understand

    
                   
That we are all so blessed
to be loved

    
                   
Loved

    
                   
Stand for him
and fall for anything

    
                   
'Cause through his eyes
we all look the same

    
                   
What would we do without blame?

    
                   
Seemed like we always
fall short of being worthy

    
                   
We are not worthy

    
                   
- 'Cause I ain't good enough
- I'm...

    
                   
- I ain't good enough
- But He still loves me

    
                   
I ain't good enough

    
                   
I ain't no superstar

    
                   
- I ain't no superstar
- But He still loves me

    
                   
But I want to be for you, Lord

    
                   
- 'Cause I ain't good enough
- Whoa, whoa

    
                   
- But He still loves me
- But He still loves me, me, me

    
                   
- I'm not worthy
- I'm not worthy

    
                   
- No, no, no, no
- Yes, I do know

    
                   
Yes, I do know,
know, know, know

    
                   
Trying my best

    
                   
It ain't good enough

    
                   
- I ain't good enough
- Shunned by the world

    
                   
Shunned by the world

    
                   
- lf I don't succeed
- I don't succeed

    
                   
- I'm not good enough
- I ain't good enough

    
                   
- But He still loves me
- Ooh, He loves me

    
                   
- Would you all sing with me?
- Hold up your hands

    
                   
If you understand, just sing

    
                   
I'm trying my best, but I...

    
                   
It ain't good enough

    
                   
Oh, the Lord's been
so good to me

    
                   
- Shunned by the world
- I've been shunned by the world

    
                   
- When I don't succeed
- I've been shunned by the world

    
                   
- I ain't good enough
- He still loves me

    
                   
The Lord still loves me

    
                   
Lord, I ain't good enough

    
                   
No, no, no...

    
                   
Raise your hands
if you understand

    
                   
How He blesses you,
'cause He blessed me, too

    
                   
- He still loves me
- Even though I ain't worthy

    
                   
You ain't worthy...
He's there for you.

    
                   
No, I ain't good enough

    
                   
- But He still loves me
- I don't know what I'd do

    
                   
- Though I ain't good enough
- I ain't good enough

    
                   
- But He still loves me
- But the Lord still loves me.

    
                   
And the winner is...

    
                   
The Fighting Temptations!

    
                   
Wow, uh...
on-on behalf of the choir,

    
                   
I just want to say thank you.

    
                   
I'm really proud of my hometown,
Monte Carlo.

    
                   
Uh, and just one more thing.

    
                   
My mom once told
me not to settle

    
                   
for anything less
than the best...

    
                   
...and if Lilly will have me,

    
                   
I can finally say
that I kept my promise.

    
                   
Monte Carlo!

    
                   
Monte Carlo!

    
                   
Monte Carlo!

    
                   
And since God keeps blessing us
with new souls every week,

    
                   
we're soon going to be starting
our building expansion project.

    
                   
Yes... yeah. Yes.

    
                   
And now, let's be blessed
by our wonderful choir.

    
                   
Come on, clap your hands,
stomp your feet

    
                   
Clap your hands
and stomp your feet, come on

    
                   
Clap your hands,
stomp your feet, yeah

    
                   
Clap your hands,
stomp your feet, y'all

    
                   
Hand of power, son,
has finally returned

    
                   
Yeah

    
                   
And now He's home

    
                   
- And He want to get it on
- Whoa, ho, ho

    
                   
- Want to get close?
- I feel sanctified

    
                   
- Come on, Lord!
- Whoo, come on!

    
                   
Come-a, come-a, come on

    
                   
- Come on
- Come on, come on

    
                   
Come...

    
                   
- All God's children
- All God's children

    
                   
- Oh, yeah
- Come back home

    
                   
All God's children

    
                   
- Feels good, Lord
- Come back home

    
                   
Said I feel good,
feel, feel, feel, feel good

    
                   
- Come back home
- 'Cause I feel good

    
                   
- All God's children
- Feel, feel, feel, feel good

    
                   
Come back home

    
                   
Say it loud

    
                   
Say it loud!

    
                   
- Say it loud
- I...

    
                   
- Say it loud
- I...

    
                   
- I'm coming home
- Coming home

    
                   
- Coming home
- Coming home

    
                   
- Say good God of mine
- Yeah

    
                   
- Feel, feel soul
- Yeah

    
                   
- Good God of mine
- Lord

    
                   
Want the world to know
that I am coming

    
                   
I am coming

    
                   
- I'm coming
- I'm coming

    
                   
- I'm coming
- Yeah, yeah

    
                   
My brothers and sisters

    
                   
All God's children

    
                   
- Yeah!
...Yourself

    
                   
- Coming home...
- Coming home

    
                   
- Coming home
- Coming home

    
                   
I got the feeling

    
                   
- Yeah!
- Going home now

    
                   
- Ooh, ooh, ooh
...To the Lord...

    
                   
- We going to get on down
- Coming home

    
                   
- Going home...
- Coming home

    
                   
- Going home
- Coming home

    
                   
Say I'm feeling,
feeling the fire

    
                   
- Yeah
- I feel it in my soul.

    
                   
God, I'm a slave

    
                   
To get to heaven, Reverend says
I got to be saved

    
                   
And behave, though I'm
too stuck in my ways

    
                   
Give him praise

    
                   
Words can't express
what I feel inside of my flesh

    
                   
Every breath is giving him glory
until my death

    
                   
I feel blessed

    
                   
'Cause every day I see him
in the world

    
                   
- I feel blessed
I don't want to do no more dirt

    
                   
I feel blessed

    
                   
'Cause that path I was on
was wrong

    
                   
- I feel blessed
- It's time to come home

    
                   
It doesn't matter
where you been

    
                   
Or what you did wrong

    
                   
It doesn't matter who you are

    
                   
You're always welcome

    
                   
It only matters
that your heart believes

    
                   
And you confess

    
                   
If you committed any sin,
you'll be forgiven

    
                   
Callin' on all of God's children

    
                   
Time to come home

    
                   
If you want to be delivered

    
                   
Time to come home...

    
                   
I've been rescued
by the savior

    
                   
Time to come home...

    
                   
- lf you want to be
- You need to be

    
                   
- Time to come home...
- Want to be

    
                   
Ooh, don't bear the burden
all by yourself

    
                   
By yourself

    
                   
The redeemer's here...
He's going to give you help

    
                   
Give you a hand

    
                   
Hold on to Him,
and He will give you rest

    
                   
For any heart that's heavy
lay soul salvation

    
                   
Ooh... whoa...

    
                   
Completely up, down...
He knows

    
                   
- Time to come home
- Time to come home

    
                   
- Believe in me
- Time to come home

    
                   
I've been rescued by the savior

    
                   
Time to come home

    
                   
Don't you want to be
in His favor?

    
                   
Time to come home

    
                   
Oh... my home

    
                   
Come home

    
                   
- You're home
- You're home

    
                   
The everlasting home

    
                   
Time to come home.

    
                   
You know
I'm your daddy, right?

    
                   
Oh, just relax, yo,
I'm just kidding.






  
 
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