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It's time for y'all to get y'all's asses up

and go to school, you're gonna have a great day.

Oh, how I love it here. Miss Scarlett, wait for me!

- Did you hear from Cora? - No.

Maybe you should give her a call.

Uh, I don't wanna look too desperate.

Hate to break it to you, but we are--

Lord, please let them say yes--beyond desperate.

You ain't never held a tool in your life, boy.

These is tools that men use.

The only thing you know how to push is a pencil.

- What are we gonna do? - Pray for a miracle.

Until then, this is a wrench.

♪

Baby.

What--what is that?

What?

What are you wearing?

What?

It's a hazmat suit.

I know what it is, but why do you need it?

I was trying to clean out the septic tank.

Jeremy, do you know what you're doing?

Hell no.

Yes, I do.

Okay.

Boy, how do you know how to do that?

YouTube, hello?

Boy, you about to kill yourself.

Hello?

Baby, we should wait for the professionals.

And who the hell gonna pay for that?

Exactly.

Tell me exactly what you gonna do.

I'm gonna take this snake--

- Mm-hmm. - I'm gonna put it in there,

I'm gonna stir it up like that. - Okay.

- Pull it back and forth. - Oh.

I'm gonna get rid of all the doo-doo.

Is it that simple?

Yes.

Okay, well, then that sounds easy enough.

It is.

Except for one thing.

And what's that?

Do you even know how to open a septic tank?

Yeah.

You twist it off.

He don't know what the hell he doing.

Tell me how you open it.

Man, it's just a septic tank.

Relax.

Look, dumbass, you ever heard of septic gases?

Yeah, yeah, you have those all the time.

Let me tell you something, boy.

You open that tank the wrong way, the cap is gonna blow off.

And it won't be no worse than when you walking through a room

where you crop dust us with all your gas.

Well, apparently ain't working.

You still alive.

Yes, I am.

Not for long.

Fine, I got this.

Pbbt, hmm.

That's exactly you gonna do.

Psst. Go on, psst.

Baby.

Blow up, psst.

Is it really that bad?

Yes.

That gas gonna blow his ass to little bitty pieces.

Especially if he got gas.

The old gas meet the new gas will tear his ass up.

Baby!

Maybe--maybe we should call somebody!

Oh, don't you go out there.

Oh.

He 'bout to be covered in it.

Uh!

♪

♪ No matter what you do, I love you ♪

♪ No matter where you go, I'm behind you for sure ♪

♪ Always remember, blood ain't never water ♪

♪ We'll make it if we stay together ♪

What is he doing now?

About to kill his damn self.

Oh, this is not good.

You think you ought to go stop him?

Hell no.

Girl, I got old bones.

They might shatter.

Very easy.

Well...

You go and stop him.

No, I'm good.

Hm.

Do you love him?

That's your husband.

Yes, I do.

Do you have insurance?

Yes, Grandpa.

I think he'll be fine.

He can't get that cap off, so it's all good.

Grandpa, I wanna talk to you.

Aw, shit.

Stop it.

It's not that bad.

Oh, I know what you gonna do.

You think he gonna die, so you gonna try

to get up on a new man.

Stop.

Grandpa, ain't nothing about you new.

So I think that we need to get some help here.

Is this about them two thieves?

Brown and Cora?

Yes.

Well, I mean--

Did they call you back?

No, they didn't.

Well then.

But if they do--

They ain't.

They's thieves.

No, Grandpa, she said she would.

And you believe her ass?

Why would she lie to me? Hmm?

Hell, all Christians lie.

She ain't call you back.

She will, Grandpa.

You sure about that?

Yes, I mean, I really wanna have them brought on.

But I think the way that you handled that

with Mr. Brown is a problem.

I ain't got no problem with Mr. Brown.

I just don't like his ass.

That was the problem.

And, yes, you do.

He ain't got that kind of money.

You see that clown.

How you know?

How a monkey ass dressing like that gonna have $40,000?

- If they call back-- -Uh-huh.

will you just let it be?

Okay, alright. Fine.

- Okay. -Alright.

Where you going?

To call Cora.

You better be going to call an ambulance.

Why?

Smell like your husband just got that cap off.

Don't you smell that sulfur?

Oh, that ain't sulfur, girl.

That is shiiiit.

- Oh no. - That's pee-pee and bedpan.

This isn't gonna be good, is it?

Nope, this is not gonna be good.

Hey, Mom.

Hey!

How was your first day?

It was okay.

Uh, how 'bout you, Sandra?

I love it here.

What?

Yeah, this is gonna be so much fun.

Uh, w-w-what?

Yeah.

It was that good?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Look, I need to go do my homework.

I want everything to be perfect for tomorrow.

Yeah. O-okay.

You know what?

What?

She on that shiiit.

Grandpa Vinny, will you stop it?

No, no, no, the girl left here so mad today.

All of a sudden, she come back, "Ooh, I love it here.

Gotta go do homework."

No, it is strange.

Hm.

It's that dope.

Hey, stop it, okay?

Why don't we ask your son? You think I'm lying.

- Well-- - Philip, hush.

Okay.

Why did Sandra enjoy school so much today?

Maybe somebody complimented her on her clown shoes?

I don't know.

- Did you see her at all? - Nope.

Hmm.

Well, did you enjoy school?

Not as much as her, but she's just been smiling all day.

Hmm.

I wonder what that is.

That's that shiiit.

You didn't see anything strange, Son, did you? No?

Well, I did when I walked in.

What?

What is Dad wearing?

And what is he doing?

I need you to go get washed up for dinner.

With what water?

- Philip. - Okay.

Mm-hmm.

Can you smell that?

Uh, your phone is ringing.

Hello?

Hey, hey.

Cora.

Yes.

Oh, you are?

Yes. Yes.

Okay. Yeah, we're here.

Yes, please.

Okay, I'll--I'll see you then.

Hey!

Well, what the hell she say?

She said they are on their way. - What?

Mm-hmm. Yep.

So, uh, she didn't ignore ya, huh?

Nope, she did not.

Hm. - Well now--

What?

We'll see.

We will see.

We see that you 'bout to be in business with a partner.

Hey!

If I don't kill him first. Hey!

Watch that, Cora.

Aw hell.

- What was that? - That was an explosion.

Oh no!

Oh!

What the hell?

Alright, the boy just ruptured the line.

Oh, is it getting all over him?

Oh my God, it's all over him!

Ahh!

What the hell are you doing?

- Opening the door! - Don't open the door

and let his stank ass in here!

Grandpa! Ahh!

Oh my God!

Run, fool!

Get in all that doo-doo!

Old doo-doo! Fat man doo-doo!

No, no, no, no, don't let him in here!

Aw, hell no.

Ahh!

Alright, uh-uh.

Don't let him in. - What?

- Don't let his ass in here. - Why not?

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Grandpa Vinny.

No! No.

No, hell no.

- Let him in! - No.

We can't let him in.

Let me in.

For what? So you can kill us all?

I need to get this shit off of me.

Boy, there ain't no water in here.

I need to wash up.

What you need to do is go down to the creek and jump in.

-Are you serious? - Yes!

- Will you move? - Hell no!

- Grandpa! - No!

Listen, think about it. - What?

He is covered in waste from head to toe.

Talking about doo-doo

from 1936. - Ahhh!

That's defecation and debauchery.

Oh no!

I'm talking about bedpan juice all over his body.

You can't let him in here!

That's a lot of prune juice, girl.

I'm gonna be sick.

Ha! Don't do it, boy.

Grandpa Vinny, how far is the creek?

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

The creek is about a half a mile.

You can walk.

Baby, you need to go to the creek.

Baby, don't do this to me.

Are you serious? - Yes.

You're not gonna let me in?

I don't think it's for the best.

Baby, really?

I'm sorry!

I thought we was Rose and Jack on the Titanic.

But he wasn't full of shit!

I'm sorry, baby.

I'm so sorry, I'm sorry.

You're sorry? That's all you can say?

I love you.

Baby, open the door.

Baby!

Go to the creek!

You better hurry up!

You're not gonna help me?

How can I help you?

By killing us.

That's what you'll do if you get in here.

Baby, the creek!

Look, the longer you wait, the worse it's gonna be.

You don't want that stuff to dry up on you.

It dries up, it gets all hard and everything, boy.

Oh!

We can't--we can't do this no more.

We left it there.

I love you, baby.

I love you!

I love you so much.

I love you! I love you!

I love you! - Creek!

To the creek!

To the creek, son!

Take small, shallow breaths.

Hold your breath if you can!

Don't get that shit in your throat!

- This is not right. - Yes, it is.

It's not right.

- It's not! - It is right!

He finally left.

Did you wanna clean that up?

No.

Okay then. We did the right thing.

Mom?

Yes?

Can I go to study hall?

What?

Well, there's a study hall after class, and I want to go.

Uh...

You want to go to study hall?

Mm-hmm.

Voluntarily?

Yes.

Oh, uh...

What?

Talk--what's going on?

I don't know what you mean.

Why are you so excited about going to study hall

all of the sudden?

I like to learn.

Mm-hmm.

Listen, you were right.

I just needed to give this place a chance.

Oh, I'm glad you see it that way.

I do. So can I go?

Yeah, yeah.

Great. Thanks, Mom.

I love you. I love you so much.

What the hell?

What is that?

That's that shiiit.

Stop, okay?

You don't think that's strange?

I think that I'm glad she's happy.

Yo, Mom?

Yes?

What's for dinner?

Chicken and beets.

Beets?

Don't tell me you're feeding us like the old people, too.

- Stop it. -Okay.

I'm feeding you healthy.

Look, I have time.

I'm too young to just die.

You don't have to do that.

Boy, will you stop it?

Fine.

And school was just fine for you?

- Yeah. - That's it? Just fine?

Yeah.

Okay, and, um--

Why do you keep asking?

So, your sister is acting kinda strange,

so is--is everything fine for her?

I mean, she liking school and that's weird.

So, something's going on, you'll let me know, hmm?

I'm not no snitch.

I got, um, some more chicken and fries.

I'll tell ya everything.

My boy.

Okay, great.

- Miss Cora? - Hi!

Mm.

It's just Cora, it's just Cora.

Okay. Where's Mr. Brown?

Oh, he's coming, he's coming. But he got stuck at the light.

He's right behind me. He's coming in though.

- Okay. - Alright.

That is a nice dress.

Well, thank you. This old thing?

- I love that. - Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yo, wait a minute. Whatever, whatever, are y'all in or out?

Grandpa, please.

Look, I ain't got all day.

Hell, I'm old. Shit.

We are waiting for Mr. Brown.

And you gotta stop all that cussing.

I don't know what's wrong with him.

- It's okay. - He has no couth, no class.

We working on him.

So... what'd y'all decide?

We're waiting for Mr. Brown.

I know, I'm so sorry.

- He is rubbing off on me. - He is, he is.

-Mm. - It's alright.

Cora! Cora! Cora!

Lock the doors, lock the doors!

- What is it, Mr. Brown? - Cora, it's out there!

- What's there? - Cora, I saw it!

You saw what?

Cora, it was--it was a big old man,

he was walking like a natural man.

- What? - Cora, it was out there!

It was big and it was brown, and it smelled like sewage.

What was out there?

Cora, I don't know what it was!

He just kept chasing me, and he was calling my name!

- Calling your name? -Yes.

- What--what? - It was awful, Cora.

It smelled like--

Like--like what?

It smelled like--like him!

Would you stop it, Mr. Brown?

- No, Cora! - What?

Wait, wait, let me explain.

Nah, you ain't gotta explain nothing to me.

-Oh. - Y'all trying to get us

to invest in a haunted house, and I'm--I'm not finna do it.

- Mr. Brown? - Nah, Cora.

Cora, it was awful.

It was ugly, it was like looking in a--

Looking in the mirror.

Nah, it was like looking at your mama.

You don't even know your mama.

- Nah. - Oh hell, boy, that's it.

That's it. No.

Hold on, Grandpa Vinny, please.

- Would you two-- - No!

Would you two please stop it?

Ooh, now look, if we gonna be in business together,

y'all gotta stop all this fussing and cussing!

- In business? - Yes.

Yah! We gonna be in business together?

- Yes, we gonna do it. - Ah-ha!

That's wonderful!

So, you gonna do it? - Yes, we are.

Oh that's so wonderful! Ah!

Oh, thank you so much!

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Cora, I'm not doing nothing with no monster out there.

- Let me explain. - Okay.

That's Jeremy.

Oh, so y'all naming the monster?

So y'all already knew--y'all telling us y'all already knew.

Cora, it's a conspiracy.

They trying to get our money.

No, no.

He was cleaning the septic tank, okay?

- Oh, okay. - Yes.

And it exploded on him.

- It exploded on him? - Yeah.

Oh no!

What?

I think I ran over him.

- What? - You what?

I ran over him.

You did what?

I ran over him.

What are you saying?

I think I ran over him.

Are you serious, Mr. Brown?

I'm serious. I think I ran over him.

Got to be kidding me.

I was scared.

'Cause, see, he came to me, and he said, "Uh!"

When I be scared, my foot go like that, and I buh, wrrah!

And I hit it.

And he said, "Uh." - Mr. Brown.

And I felt bubu-bu-buh-bu.

And he--he hit the windshield, and he slid down.

And then I heard, "Errrr."

- Mr. Brown, no. - Yeah.

You hit him?

No, no, no.

I ran over him.

Mister--

There is a difference.

You ran over him twice and backed up?

I wanted to make sure he wasn't gonna get us.

- Mr. Brown. - I'm looking after us!

It ain't about you, it ain't about you, it's about us!

We in business!

That monster could have kept us from being in business.

That is not a monster!

That's my husband!

You don't seem too concerned about him.

You still right here.

Mr. Brown!

She got insurance though?

We got good insurance.

If you love him, you would have been gone.

And you still standing there.

I am in shock.

Now you thinking, "What's love got to do with it?"

I know what you thinking.

She ain't charge, she won't touch his stank ass.

Watch your mouth!

He is a stank ass.

I'm gonna pray the Lord shut up your tongue

if you keep cussing.

He already shut up his hand.

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