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Previously on Greenleaf...
We were just discussing your post-release care options
with Dr. Sawh.
And I wanna go home with him.
We can't have you second-guessing
every move we make, can we?
You're fired.
I'll lay off the willbecause I know now
that Mae knows that I'm right.
And she will make sure that you do the right thing,
because you don't know how.
But we're done.
Did you send Dante a titty pic?
None of your business.
Girl, it's everybody's business.
The reason you can't find Marcus DeMars
is he doesn't exist.
- So what, is there an alias or... Yusef Shabazz.
Mrs. Davis originally meant to leave that house
to your father, there's a will that attests to it.
After your father died, she amended the will
to leave it to us.
What's the matter, Grandpa?
That was Tara James.
She wants to talk again about the house.
What are you still doingin bed, baby?
I'm sleeping, obviously.
Your grandmother's church service
starts downstairs in eight minutes.
I told you, I'm not coming.
Sweetheart, this is the last Sunday
before they tear down Calvary
and she would really appreciateif you showed up.
I'm too tired.
Sophia, it's almost nine o'clock.
I'm sorry.
I was up all night dealing with texts
from these stupid girls at Hampton.
I'm exhausted.
Everything okay?
I'll come down for brunch.
I'll do the family, not the faith.
I'm sorry, you're a Greenleaf,
it's the same thing.
Up, up, up, up, up.
You still good to sit down with Zora
after worship and tell her?
Yup. Full speed ahead, right?
Even though your own mother, who runs you
like the Crips run Hickory Hill, advised you otherwise?
So now, we're taking Mama's side? Wow.
Never thought I'd see the day.
Nice, Jacob.
Make jokes while you destroy your children's lives.
M...
You know what?
What did you and Fernando do allthose afternoons at his office?
Sit and look at pictures of the kids?
It's just the truth.
Amen.
Oh, Charity, baby, that was beautiful.
Thank you, Mama.
Well, good morning, family.
Good morning.
Every day is a gift.
Full of possibilities, even a day like today.
AJ.
Thank you so much for joining us.
Yeah, you got it.
And you too, Karine.
The pleasure's all mine.
Yeah.
I assume your grandmother's over there at Calvary
for the conjuring?
The conjuring?
I don't know what else to call it
when people gather around
to breathe unholy life into a corpse.
Daddy.
Well, it's not a church service.
Let's not dwell on the past
or admit the spirit of resentment,
grief or despair into our midst,
not when we have so much to celebrate, amen?
Amen.
What's there to celebrate?
Worshiping God together as a family, Kerissa,
and hopefully seeing each other anew
in the light of that holy awareness.
All right, now.
After all, we family, and I am not gonna pretend
that it isn't strange, worshiping in our home this way.
But it is the waythat the first friends of Jesus
used to meet in the days after his ascension
and I, for one, am praying that there will be
an outpouring of the Spirit this morning
the likes of which hadn't been since those tongues of fire
descended in that Upper Room.
Good luck.
Oh, my God.
Can you ever just give it a rest?
Do you wanna get into it right now
- in front of everybody? - Kerissa,
now, ever since I met you,
you've been a woman of impeccable devotion.
Concentrate on what Jesus has done for you
and settle down.
- Amen. - And you do the same.
Amen.
All right.
So, does anyone else have any...
announcements?
Well...
my message today...
is "New Beginnings."
- I thought Dante deleted them. - He did,
but some guy I know from Hampton who follows Dante
screenshot them before that and shared them,
so now everyone knows.
Wait. So, your mom still doesn't...
No, no. You're the only one herewho does.
But now if I go back, everybody's gonna be like,
- "What..." - What do you mean "if"?
What are you two down here whispering about?
Um, we were saying how bad the choir must've sounded
without you taking charge, Auntie.
Uh-huh.
Grandma Clara's been texting meall through the service,
she said the whole thing feels like a wheelchair
rolling down a circular staircase.
Why didn't she come with you?
Oh, you know, she wants tosee the building one last time.
When are they tearing it down?
Tuesday. Two days from now.
Unbelievable.
What now?
Judee's singing "I Believe".
What a mess.
I've never, in my life, seen so much food,
and at this house, that's saying a lot.
Mama is determined
to make it seem like a celebration.
She and Maricel were up all night.
Do you rememberthe first Sunday in that church?
Consecration Sunday?
Why would you bring that up?
It's as much a partof the history of that building
- as anything else. - I would not say that.
And I do not want anyone here knowing
that I lost my virginity in that church,
especially AJ.
Do not tell him.
You know, I think he might actually like the story.
Noah, I swear.
Okay. Okay.
Mae.
That was a wonderful message this morning.
Thank you, James.
In the interest of keeping my star preacher safe,
let me come with you to see Tara.
No.
Two Greenleaf men have gone to see this woman
and caused problems, and with the help of God,
one Greenleaf woman can solve it.
It's dangerous down there.
Especially dangerous for this Skanks-adjacent saint
who wants to take my house.
Pray for her.
You're not hungry?
No, I am, I'm just waiting forthe crowd to clear out a little.
I already told him he couldn't have it, Jacob.
God, why contradict me?
I didn't know you told him that.
How am I supposed to know you told him that?
All this food, all this family, all... All this,
and they still find a way to be miserable.
Yeah. Well, some people like putting things together
and some like taking them apart.
How so?
A doctor at the hospital said.
She said there's some peoplethat like to take things apart,
break things open.
And it's not because they want to hurt anybody, they just...
wanna see how it works 'cause they don't know.
Follow me.
I promise I won't try to save you.
Come on.
- Thank you, sister. - Oh, you're very welcome.
Get home safe.
Hey. Oh.
Hey, you best enjoy every bit, okay?
I wanna see some meaton these little bones next week.
- God bless you, Sister James. - Oh, you're welcome.
And make sure when you tell your momma
that I arranged...
How many children do you usually see
here on a Sunday?
Oh, anywhere from 20 to 30.
I don't know if their parents bring them here
for the food or the Gospel, but they bring 'em all the same.
Well, that's what matters, right?
Amen.
And how long have you been here?
In this location?
Two years.
But I've been ministeringin this neighborhood
since I first started.
It's just a constant struggleto keep up with the rising rent,
so I've never been in one place for long.
And, uh, it never...
occurred to you to...
To what?
You know, do something more ambitious?
What's more ambitious than feeding a child,
or saving a soul?
Saving a thousand? Feeding 10,000?
It never occurred to you to do something more?
I know God givesthose glorious visions to some,
but me, I've always looked to the gospels for direction.
Jesus, He never... He never built a temple,
He never asked for donations.
He just helped the folks who came to him,
so I've tried to do that.
But now, you want my house.
Look, Ms. Greenleaf.
I know I don't havea firm legal claim to the house.
But if Mrs. Davis wanted Daddy to have it,
and if there's even a shadow of a chance
that your brother or someone got him out of the way...
that house could be a shelter for women and kids
living out here on the streets, forced out of their homes
due to poverty, drugs, or sexual abuse,
a center for foster kids and parents,
with programs for both of them.
Oh, Ms. Greenleaf, it could be doing so much good.
I should've known better.
Should've known what?
This morning, I asked God for a new beginning.
Well, God has quite a sense of humor.
You're doing good work.
Voila.
What is it?
It is a car. Well, pieces of one.
Do you know anything about cars?
I know how to drive 'emand I know how to hot-wire 'em,
that's about it.
I always wanted a 1964 Pontiac GTO.
Burgundy red.
It was my dream car.
Mine's a Beemer.
Make, model?
Don't matter. As long asit's black drop top, I'm Gucci.
When I was 16,
for about six months straight, I asked my father for a GTO.
And for six months straight,
he said, "You just keep praying for it."
One morning, he woke me up and he said,
"Your prayers have been answered."
Now, you can imagine my disappointment
when I found thiswaiting for me in the driveway.
There's a GTO in here?
In about a thousand pieces.
My father was trying to teach me that...
faith without works is dead.
What I got out of it was nothing.
Because I never got the nerve up
to crack even oneof these boards and look inside,
let alone build the thing.
I don't know how to build cars.
I don't either.
But if you help me put this together,
the car is yours.
Now, it's not a Gucci drop-top,
but it's a pretty sweet ride.
What do you say?
And that's it, the house is in play,
which is crazy.
We have no idea what Bob Whitmore's hiding,
and then Phil's dad won't talk.
So, unless we find something soon...
the church is gonna be torn downon Tuesday.
You really think you could stop it still this late?
With the right information, yeah.
How'd it go with AJ last night?
Very...
low key.
- Mm-hmm. - I mean...
he's 24.
I don't feel like his dad.
I'm glad he has you, anyway.
Thank you for letting me in.
Like I had a choice.
- You're tired. - I am tired.
I haven't slept much in the past few weeks.
And then when Tara called last night...
after that, I just laid here in the dark...
and thought about all that time I spent in this house.
And you.
Come.
Oh, no, no. I... I just need some coffee.
Grace.
Noah, this is not Consecration Sunday.
I know.
Rest.
Yeah.
Why would Ms. Davis
have left the house to Daryl to begin with?
Nobody knows.
Right now, nobody knows anything.
Good job.
I gotta go, Peaches.
What now, Herb?
That was Grandma.
When church was over, she went outside.
Not only had they rolled up a wrecking ball during church,
Phil and Judee were already out there
with construction helmets on, taking selfies.
It's like they just want it to hurt.
It's working. Grandma's a wreck.
I'm so sorry.
- Please tell her I said hi. - I'll do that.
God is good.
All the time.
Hey, say bye. Say, "Bye, Herb."
I just don't think you'll have to change
your whole life plan
because of some pictures on the internet.
Yeah, but it was never my life's plan.
- Mm-hmm. - I was only going there
to get out of here.
Beautiful nieces, can you come here a second?
Mm-hmm. Sure.
Let me do something real quick.
Can you watch the little man for just a second?
I need to make a quick phone call.
- Yeah, sure. - Uh...
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
Thank you.
You know I don't love doing this.
Don't worry, I'll watch him.
- Hi. - Z.
We need to have a little talk.
Kind of busy right now.
Zora, come on.
This is serious, baby.
Go ahead.
Thank you.
I told you, Pastor, three strikes.
This isn't Grace Greenleaf, it's her sister, Charity.
Charity Greenleaf?
I was almost Charity DeMars.
You got two minutes. Go.
Well, it isn't like speeding down a country highway
at 110 miles an hour, but...
it kinda is.
For real?
Son, all these folk who want to turn religion
into some kind of rulebook, it isn't.
It's an experience.
Now, you don't know this yet,
but you will someday if you want to,
Jesus is real.
Well, hello there, welcome back.
How did it go?
I don't wanna talk about it.
Well, uh, wait a minute, wait a minute.
Now, you went down there to fix this, woman-style,
no men folk involved, I wanna know what happened.
I think we have to give her the house.
- Because she said so?-I think because Jesus said so.
Says who? Her?
I'm not sure, James.
But I wanna hear from God.
Well, He hasn't told me yet!
It's not your fault.
What are you talking about?
I was just... I was just clowning,
you know how when parents get a divorce, they always say...
"It's not your fault."
Um, well, actually we are, Z.
We are getting divorced.
That's why we wanted to sit you down.
Hmm.
Wow. Guess I can read a room.
We're taking Winkieto a child psychologist tomorrow
to break the news to him, but we know how you feel
- about therapists. - Yeah, well, thanks for that.
Can I go now?
- Zora, this is real this time. - Yeah, I get that, can I go?
Like, what? What do you want me to say? "Don't do it?"
Like, I wish you would have done it a long time ago.
For Mom's sakebecause who's she gonna get now,
some old dude?
- Way to go. - Zora, hold on a second.
Don't keep defending him.
I'm not. I wasn't going to.
Okay, so then what?
This isn't completely your father's fault.
Oh, oh, yeah, well, what did you do? Hmm?
Cook too many dinners that sat and got cold
while he was messing with Alexa?
Hey, watch it.
I've been watching it for years.
The details are irrelevant,
just know that going forward,
this isn't entirely your father's fault.
We both missed the mark.
Okay, now I'm sick, can I go now, please?
You know, why am I asking?
Zora.
Do you think she's gonna be okay?
Well, she has to be, doesn't she?
Thanks for, uh, you know, saying that...
I guess.
I am willing to still drop this whole thing.
But after we tell Winkie tomorrow, it's over.
There is no going back.
I will not put him through thatfor nothing.
Understood.
What's the matter?
Nothing.
I stuck around here for you.
- Thank you. - Don't thank me,
just tell me what's going on.
Did he piss you off?
You want me to have a talk with him?
Who are you talking about?
This guy.
No, he hasn't done anything wrong.
I'm just an idiot and people suck.
Tell me about it.
Oh.
How long was I sleep?
Um, just about an hour.
Oh.
I am so sorry.
No, no, no, don't be, don't be.
Gave me some time to think.
About what? Consecration Sunday?
No.
Actually, back when I lived in the cabin,
I came across a journal that the caretaker left.
What? The one that worked for Mrs. Davis?
Yeah. He mainly used it as a way to keep a record
of parts of the propertyhe worked on a day-to-day basis,
trees he'd trimmed, whatever.
But there were also plans and sketches
for things to do to the groundsonce Mrs. Davis was gone,
like he actually thought he was gonna get the place.
Anyway, a bunch of times in the book, he wrote,
"The Negro came by and that Negro came over."
- This caretaker was white? - Yeah. Just like Ms. Davis.
So what's your point?
What if "that Negro" was Daryl James?
- I need your help. - Yeah.
- I'm sorry to interrupt, Noah. - No, no, no, not a problem.
- I was just gonna take AJ home.-Tell him I'll call me later.
You got it.
Thanks, son.
Daddy?
I'm so sorry to do this to you, Gigi.
No, no, what do you need?
As you know, your mother went to see
- Tara James about the house. - What happened?
I'm not entirely sure, but your mother came away
intent on giving the house to Tara,
which I, as your daughter often says, I can't even.
She wants to give her the house?
It seems that way, yes. But I can't help thinking, Gigi,
if we were to offer this woman some kind of...
How much do you need?
How much you got?
So that's... That's it.
We really need a break up here.
Can you help us?
That was more than two minutes.
I know. I just...
I wanted you to know it wasn't just... business.
Mr. Shabazz, what did your wife do for Edenvale Lending?
Or what did Edenvale do?
Look, you sound real cute,
but, uh, we got a saying here.
"The river only flows one way."
And it ain't got nothing to do with the river, you dig?
Look, Mr. Shabazz, I hear you, but...
No, it doesn't seem like you do.
So, you gotta go back to Hampton.
Why, though? I don't.
Look at me.
You think you feel bad, like you gotta go every day
with what happened, everybody knowing?
Look at me. I'm here.
Yeah, well, you're better than me.
Man!
What?
You really have no, like...
What?
Balls, cojones.
Try having a picture ofyour dick all over the Internet
before you get all in my face about this.
What do you want, Sophia?
I wanna not have to go back to Hampton
- and deal with a buncha bitches!- Okay,
that's what you don't want to do,
but what do you want?
I want every single last one
of those pictures permanently deleted
from the Internet and my life!
But what do you want that you can have?
What do you want that you can have?
I wanna stay here with you and Zora.
Then do that, I guess.
Well, don't make it sound so lame.
I'm not making it sound any kind of way.
- Oh, yeah, you are. - Or maybe it's just lame.
Look, even if you, me and Zora all grew up here together
and played tag in the goddamn woods
and caught tadpoles, you'd still have to grow up.
You'd still have to leave.
Look at these people,
- your Uncle Jacob and... - Kerissa.
And Charity?
People this old don't live at home.
You're gonna have to go somewhere, sometime...
and you're gonna have to bring your sorry self with you
and it ain't ever gonna be easy, but you're gonna do it.
You will.
Him, too.
- Ready to hit the road? - Yeah, let's do it.
I'm just saying.
Come in.
Oh, she's not here.
Honey?
Everything okay?
Mom and Dad are getting a divorce.
- They told you that? - Yeah.
Speaking of new beginnings.
How are you doing?
You know, it's, like, whatever.
I'm so sorry.
What are you doing here?
- It doesn't matter. - No, you can tell me.
You might as well.
Noah and I were talking earlier,
and, um, he was saying that when he lived down here,
there was a journal or something,
a book that the caretaker left behind.
Yeah, um, all the old stuff's in the bedroom,
in a box under the bed.
- Okay if I look?-Yeah, go knock yourself out.
- I'm here if you need to talk. - No, I know.
- No, I mean it. - I know. Thank you.
Sweetheart.
It's gonna be okay.
How many times are we gonna go crawling to Grace, begging?
Gigi wants us to have it!
That money of hers is a stain on a dress
that time will never fade, James.
It is evidence of the biggest mistake
- I ever made! - You're gonna let one mistake
- rule the rest of your life? - One mistake?
I lied every day for 40 years to everyone in this family,
held myself at a distance,
lived alone like a hermit in my own head
with nothing but a secret for company.
No, James, I don't want to use that money
to paper over this.
-It's just gonna make it worse!-Mae,
now, I know you have this vision
that this new church of yours has to be, what?
I don't know, uh, completely free
- of any kind of... - Founded on truth!
And built sturdy
like every simple well-made thing.
And, yes, James, it is not a vision,
it is God's own physics,
that you and now Grace don't even seem to understand.
Grace is just trying to help here.
We're giving Tara the house.
You're making me look like a murderer!
I just can't let you do that.
We're going to see this church of ours one last time
before it's gone forever.
Do you two wanna come?
Any day but today, baby. I just can't do it.
Mama, we're not going to say goodbye.
We're going to say thank you.
Yes.
Way to keep an extra key, Charity.
You know I always lose 'em.
What a beautiful building.
It's hard to imagine whatever they put in its place
is gonna have more charm.
Do you remember the firstbaptism we celebrated here, Mae?
Oh.
That is a memory I will cherish forever.
The first baptism of the morning
was a woman who'd just turned 92.
When she rose up out of the water
into God's new life...
she danced on that stage, soaked through and dripping...
with the love of God.
What a blessing...
that we can all be here in the same space...
one last time. Thank you, Charity, for this.
In the same way that...
that awful Friday can be called "Good,"
this visit has been a balm for my soul.
Let us seal up this tomb...
and wait for our miracle.
He didn't hang onto anything.
No, he didn't.
Even let himself be called a criminal.
Seditious. King of the Jews.
He'd done nothing wrong.
Amen.
I've been a liar...
all these years.
How so?
I pretend...
to serve only Him...
but there's a part of me that serves only you.
But you know what?
He forgives me.
Well, that's a mercy for both of us.
Give her the house if you want.
If He wants.
Thank you, Jesus.
Well, Kerissa is taking Winkie.
It's settled, then?
Unless something changes tomorrow.
Either way, I think we'll be able to work out
a reasonable timeline with Tara.
I mean, she's a reasonable woman.
As reasonable as any Christian.
I pray you're right.
Oh, the Lord will provide.
Wait and see. It'll be just likewhen we started out.
A real new beginning.
All right.
Hi.
You're back already? I w...
Told you, Tara.
These Greenleafs, they're like a bad penny.
You just can't get rid of them.
Ciao.
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