[MUSIC]
I don't know about tomorrow.
I just live from there today.
And I don't know where I'm from.
It's sunshine for the skies.
But it turned to me.
And I don't know anymore.
I'll drink sugar for I
don't know what I'd do.
It's
(eerie music)
(scratching)
Mom, come look!
Hold on, Dre, come in.
Mom, I said come look.
Little Basquiat.
You did most of it, Mom.
No, we did it together,
it's really good, Dre.
(eerie music)
All right, come on, you're playing.
You still gotta help me make dinner.
Come on, don't make me say it again.
The name of the Lord.
And it's something else
that you must understand
about Palm Sunday.
Now, Lazarus, he was dead, right?
And of course, Jesus went
and said open up that tomb
and Lazarus was up in
there, he said rise up.
And Lazarus rose up, he said
take them grand clothes off.
Take them grand clothes off,
and then they had a
little celebration for Jesus.
They laid down the palms
and they welcomed Jesus
and gave him the entrance as a king.
And if you believe in your heart
that God has raised him from the dead,
you shall be saved.
Why didn't you let me
take that boy to church?
Because he didn't wanna go, Mom,
and all like making
him do what you wanna do.
Well, I was hoping he could've.
Nevermind.
(laughing)
You got something to say, just say it.
This catfish got too much color.
Here we go, off to the races.
Said you wasn't gonna do this.
I'm just saying.
Who taught you to cook like this?
Not me.
Part of the deal with
you moving in here, Mom,
was that I wouldn't
have to hear your mouth
about how I ran my house.
What do you expect me to do, Emily?
Eat shit with too much garlic.
Jesus Christ.
You see that right, boo?
Mama, shut the fuck up.
(glass clinking)
I want some more milk.
No, shouldn't have had that glass.
You lactose intolerant.
You never want to know a
doctor to tell you that.
You just being cheap.
(laughing)
That's the last time
I'ma tell your little ass
about talking like that in my house.
Shit, Dre.
Look at me.
Damn.
Don't fucking start with me, Berna.
He had one in three weeks.
Can you play?
Damn.
When's dad going home?
I'm going to work.
Eat, Tay.
(tense music)
You know when you bring up dad like that,
you're just making shit awkward.
Nate, tell him.
Hello, can you answer?
Which one of you two keeps farting?
It stinks like shit.
Oh.
(tense music)
(door creaking)
God damn it.
(tense music)
(door creaking)
(tense music)
(indistinct chatter)
I have three kids and I
just moved into a new house.
I wouldn't have spent that
advance fixing this place up
if I've known y'all was gonna do this.
Sir, we need to work something out.
Because it's y'all
fault in the first place.
What's so funny?
Tay start brushing his
teeth and sit five feet away
from me at all times.
Hey yo, pussy boy.
Hey, here come a little pussy boy.
What up bro, you ain't
hear me calling your own name?
Still out bro.
Just keep working.
Shut up.
You gonna let your
little sis talk to you?
Little bitch. Nigga, what you doing?
Don't, bro, what the fuck are you doing?
What the hell with you?
Come on, girl, what's
your little ugly ass?
Shit, I'm out.
Who's you talking to?
You know it's all yours.
You're sitting on my mind.
Just sit down, dog.
Unfortunately, there's no more options
that this car says.
Up to three months non-payment.
(mumbles)
We can work out agreement.
But you're three months on line.
Can you come up with a--
(beep)
(mellow music)
River, what's up, lady?
Where did that come from?
Well, what is this?
No, answer me.
You ain't gotta touch this, sir.
After seeing what it does to you,
I was hiding it from you.
I shouldn't have thrown it out.
Is that blood on your shirt?
Yeah.
Where'd that come from?
The corner boys.
Hold that shante.
Mom.
Shit.
Everybody stop.
She gonna go to jail again.
(mellow music) (mumbles)
Jamir, you fucking with my son?
(mumbles)
Bitch ass niggas touch my
family again, I swear to God.
Touch Nate again, you hear me?
And call your mom.
Rock that hole too.
Miss Ebony, it wasn't even like that.
Don't miss Ebony meet you lying bitch.
Who the fuck hit my son?
He was just fucking with him.
It wasn't even like that.
Then fuck with somebody else.
(mellow music)
So you wanna tell me
how to handle my kids now?
You of all people?
You humiliated Ebony.
Wonder where I
learned that shit from, mom.
How do you expect to set an example
if you just go flying
off the handle like that?
Cause you set a great example, right?
Fucking model mother you were.
You know I'm not proud of that.
Why would you sniff my breath like that
in front of my kids, mom?
You know I wasn't drunk.
I've knocked bitches teeth out for less.
Then do it, bitch.
Girl, I'm just trying to see
that you live a clean life.
Yeah, cause you got
the church now, right?
Praise the Lord you are brand new.
The Lord saved me.
You might have your
little church friends fooled,
but I remember everything.
Everything.
(muffled voices)
This is where I live mostly.
Where do you live?
I live here too.
You're my brother?
I'll have to fly away.
Fuck it.
Trey.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
What'd I tell you
about talking to yourself?
Get your lawyers in the house.
Go help your grandma.
Who you hiding from, Helen?
The notices couldn't have been that bad.
You just need a little job to drink.
Sorry sweetheart, if it's lost
I'd always get your job with Aunt Lusani
for my grandmother's life.
I've already turned
down the parts your plan.
Boom, there is not that crazy.
You should know, honey.
You just came out of the nut house.
It was not a nut house.
They had drowned you
right out of Hollywood.
So you come crawling back to Broadway.
Well Broadway doesn't
go for booze and dope.
You get out of my way,
cause I've got a man waiting for me.
I'm not so switched from a faggot,
usually I got stuck with her.
At least I never married one.
My days.
So Chantel, I was thinking,
since you and your father are so close,
maybe we could wait until he gets back
to do your birthday party.
Are you serious?
So no party?
No, I didn't say that.
I did not say that.
I'm saying we could
just do something small.
You love me and fancy, babe.
Let's just do like a really nice dinner.
Make some lamb chops.
Maybe get one of them
fancy ice cream cakes.
You remember the kind
from Denise's, Stray?
So what about my new phone, mom?
What about your new phone?
My new girlfriend ain't going nowhere.
Steve Jobs, can you make your phones?
Tay, wait.
Girl, where you going
with your head half braided?
I'm tired of this.
What are you so tired of, Chantel?
Being broke.
Me too.
(ominous music)
Oh, Chantel.
Damn.
(ominous music)
Hey, pretty lady, how you doing today?
Just trying to left, though.
Trying to left.
Come over here and sell
me with your sexy self.
Come here, come sit down.
Man, I gotta get my shit done.
(ominous music)
What's happening now, Bernard?
Doing the best I can,
what God gave me now, but...
Well, he did a lot today.
But you sure look good.
I better.
Look, my fucking titties out, shit.
All these guys are my face off,
painted up, doing way too much.
I see you trimmed that goatee.
It's getting wild.
You know, this is the
third time I've seen you here.
And you still ain't asked me out.
What are you, gay or something?
You seem to need to stop it.
Excuse me, may I help you?
Thought so.
Catch me outside.
We exchanged numbers.
All right, baby.
Alberta, just a moment.
Yeah?
Your last two months
still haven't been paid.
Oh, damn Medicaid's
always something with them.
I'll call Monday, sort of now.
We stopped accepting
Medicaid over a year ago.
Oh, then who's been making my payments?
Well, I just assume you knew.
Knew what?
That she's been paying
so that you didn't
have to switch clinics.
She knows you like it here.
(somber music)
Before you say something,
I didn't drive home.
I was at chemo today.
They told me you'd
been making my payment.
They shouldn't have told you that.
I don't know what to say.
You ain't gonna say nothing.
I'm gonna go pass on. (somber music)
Who's in my house?
(door creaks)
(somber music)
(door creaks)
Damn, I snooped off.
(door creaks)
Somebody stand or I'll fuck you up.
(door creaks)
(somber music)
(coughs)
(door creaks)
(coughs)
Damn.
(coughs)
(screams)
Oh my God, man, you scared me.
(sighs)
Don't worry, I just ate some bad food.
Where is it?
Where's what?
My money.
Where did you get all that money?
Nathaniel, Dewan, I swear to God,
if you selling drugs,
I'ma break that bat
off in your skinny ass.
Dad, he sends me money
or just an eye cash-all.
Why?
Because I'm saving up
to get away from this.
Told him I wanna get away from you.
A word?
Word.
So where's my fucking money, ma?
What the fuck do you
think you talking to?
Fucking agent.
(door creaks)
Oh, I'm sorry.
Maybe you're gonna fuck
with the wrong bitch tonight.
You gotta be fucked up.
No, no, no, no.
(screams)
Look at me, look at me.
Look at me, I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
What the fuck are you doing, Ebony?
I'm outta here.
Get back here, Nate.
I'm gonna pack me those
plates for Lucy, Lucy.
I'm not trying to be so sorry.
Oh, it hurts.
I don't know how such a good person
came out of somebody like me.
Don't leave me.
I need you.
I'm trying, I'm really trying.
(ominous music)
(door creaks)
What did your dad say?
Nothing, it was personal.
Bitch, not today.
You didn't say anything.
Look at this.
Ew, what the fuck?
Chante, watch that fucking mouth.
There was a dead cat in a basement.
Stop.
You're just sitting there,
telling me when there was a dead cat.
That's $60, man.
Call the landlord.
I get paid a time of service.
I'm not paying for that.
We just moved in here.
$60 of the shit goes back down there.
I don't have it.
Hey, I got it.
I got you, man.
I'll be right back, sir.
(ominous music)
(footsteps)
I got you now, Ebony Jackson.
I see what excuse you
gone call with today.
There you go.
Now go home and fry that
shit up with some soy sauce.
Why, chill.
Cynthia.
Ebony.
Can we talk?
Sure.
Come on inside.
Hey kids, how y'all doing?
Good.
You just do whatever you want.
(footsteps)
Why didn't you call my office
and let them know about the move, Ebony?
Did you forget I was your DCS officer?
I didn't know I had to.
Hmm.
High school going, y'all.
(footsteps)
School's good.
I just left they school, Ebony.
And good was not the word they used.
I don't need school right now.
Chaunte, what happened to your own?
I don't remember.
You don't remember?
That looks painful.
I don't know.
It was there when I woke up.
Hmm.
Now why are you hunched
over like that, Andre?
The playground.
The who?
The playground.
So y'all gonna sit
here and act like y'all
don't know where these
bruises came from on your bodies?
They said they don't remember.
Do you remember?
No, I don't.
You know what, kids, I need
to talk to your mama alone.
Come on.
Chaunte, take my card.
Go ahead.
Take it if it makes it feel better.
Call me anytime.
I didn't have nothing
to do with them bruises
if that's what you're
getting at, Cynthia.
Mm-hmm.
Look, I'm not here to
make your life harder,
Ebony, or difficult.
My priority is the
welfare of your children.
We getting by.
Yeah, my mom moved in.
You see, she's helping us.
You been drinking?
I drink sometimes
like everybody else does.
Yeah, you been drinking.
How much longer we
gotta do this, Cynthia?
Till I say we stop.
My love, their father came in the court
and made allegations
that they was drugging,
drinking, and neglecting this home.
He said that because he
wanted custody of our kids.
He will take his ass off to Iraq
with nowhere for them to live.
Now you know the
agreement we had with the state,
that you could
maintain custody of your kids
as long as I monitor the situation.
I know what the situation is, Cynthia.
I'm the one in it.
They need stability.
They need you clear-headed.
Your kids need to know you
putting them first, Ebony.
You need to fix this shit.
Now how do I get out of here?
Where's the front door?
It's right here.
Here, where, where's here?
I haven't been to the
whole house already.
Well, if you stopped
playing musical houses,
I wouldn't have to go on a search
for the goddamn front door.
And what you looking at?
Listen, I'm tired.
You got a baby in here
that think he got his ass
to about a whole playground.
You got two big kids
that don't have no idea
where these bruises came from.
You better stop playing with me.
You have a great day, Cynthia.
You have a better one, Ebony.
You ain't your cop-eyed mother.
(somber music)
Who's there, man?
I know him.
Social services.
Happy birthday dear Shantae
Baby
Happy birthday to you
(crowd cheering)
I like to say happy birthday, Shantae.
And I like to dedicate this
song to your sexy grandmother.
If you know the words, sing along.
Here we go.
Forks?
Why do you keep her on the floor?
Man, man, man.
You know what I do for a living?
My hand been slit like that for years.
Give me that one.
Now you just, you do what I do.
What you been doing for your hair?
Half of your wardrobe came from me.
I'm not bragging on myself, baby
You know I'm booze, nigga.
I'm no one who loves you
And there's no one else
No
My turn.
No, no, no.
It's time for bed, let's go.
Come on, give it back.
Asia promised to
teach me how to play dice.
No, Asia, stop
teaching my kids how to game,
but here, mom.
Thank you, say goodnight, come on,
dress up, bedtime.
Y'all kids, time for bed and stuff.
Yeah, my baby.
Girl, that's cool, they
teaching them shit, no way.
Shantae.
(upbeat music)
You're a grown up, I'm honest with you.
(laughing)
I love you.
Is that your real daughter?
I mean, did I give birth to her?
Yeah.
She's my baby.
You know she asked me
to move in here with her?
I was just with the main,
none of them been acting right.
I know what it is, I can't wait.
(laughing)
Actually, you know what I was thinking?
If they get a black girl in the palace,
that's what she think it's popping.
Chai, you know, good and weird,
fresh jars ain't gonna let no monger baby
with them jewels, ever.
This fucking place, baby.
(eerie music)
Andre, what are you doing in here?
Dre, Dre, Dre, look at me.
What are you doing?
What did you do to your head?
You could pass me,
you're supposed to be in bed.
Come here, look at me.
Why were you in the basement?
I was talking with Dre.
Who is Dre?
He exists in a hole.
What hole?
A hole downstairs.
Sometimes he lives in my closet.
Hey, what's wrong with your kid?
Look at me.
I'll know I'm throwing.
Come on, let's go, let's go back to bed.
Come on, get in bed.
You all right?
Take a seat.
(beeping)
(upbeat music)
I'm showing you some
shit I learned to drink.
I used to come here, I
got somebody for you.
You want to guess with my friend?
I got somebody.
Come on, come on, man.
I guess what that is.
Wait, wait, wait.
What's your name?
Wait, hey, don't you age a big bitch.
Hey, wait, wait, hold
on, don't leave yet.
You have shown your
natural black ass tonight.
Don't act like this, not how we do.
Hold on, bitch, don't leave yet.
Wait, wait, wait, just
stay, let's do this, Marsha.
Bitch, I have a job that I have to get to
with your sex that opens at 9 a.m.
And you have a job that
you have to get to tomorrow
that I hope your
drunk ass can make it to.
Thank you.
I'm gonna get to my job.
And bitch, I hope you
get caught tomorrow.
That's fine, bitch,
your nigga get me out.
Sissy bitch.
You stanky, pussy ass bitch.
Never.
Who the fuck is everybody at?
You're supposed to be a
motherfucking party, hello.
Did y'all see how I put on that, nigga?
Andre, bid now.
You better turn around and look at me
when I'm talking to you.
I'm scared.
What is going on with you, Dre?
Get upstairs, go, get upstairs, now.
Go, now, don't make me tell you twice.
Now!
Y'all, stop banging.
(ominous music)
Did y'all hear me?
Fuck us.
(door slams)
What the fuck did I just tell you?
All you want?
Yes.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
What did you do?
John T, what happened?
I woke up on the
floor and Mom was yelling.
Nate, what happened?
I don't know.
I don't know. (sobbing)
Emily, what did you do?
She threw us against the wall.
No, I didn't.
Get out of here.
What?
I can't.
What?
(ominous music)
I can't get nothing right.
Take your shit out.
(ominous music)
Black Americans have
been more affected by AIDS
than well since the
beginning of the epidemic.
Well, that disparity
has even grown deeper.
(ominous music)
Because art is truth.
Yes, Andre?
Can I go sit in a bathroom?
44% of all deaths from
AIDS are black people.
My brother died from AIDS.
(ominous music)
The hospitals wouldn't touch him.
He was a leper.
He died on the street.
(sobbing)
(ominous music)
Andre Jackson, stop this right now.
(ominous music)
Andre, you stop this right now.
(ominous music)
(phone ringing)
I'm sorry, I have to take this.
Not when you got a
client, I'm sure you don't.
Steven, I have three
kids and a sick mom at home.
(phone ringing) Hello, this is Ebony.
Wait, slow down, I...
(phone ringing)
(ominous music)
Crunchy.
Drive.
(ominous music) (ominous music)
The good news is your
children's MRI, ultrasound,
blood work and chest x-ray all look good.
And the psychological evaluations
found nothing out of the ordinary.
Do you need to run more tests?
Because some may write.
I don't think the
results will be any different
from any other kinds of tests.
Let's just see how things go and progress
and take it from there.
There's nothing to
worry about in my opinion.
Doctor, my son ate his own shit today.
Excuse me, hi, hi, I'm
talking to you, I'm their mother.
They were rushed here today,
having some sort of breakdown.
I don't know what the
fuck they were having,
but please don't tell me
there's nothing to worry about.
Have they been under any
psychological stress lately?
Yeah, you know, his
kids are at home in a year.
Their father's over in Iraq,
we don't know when he's coming home.
So yes, I would say the
kids are stressed the fuck out.
Emmandy, I need you to lower your voice.
She's trying to help us as best she can.
No, Ma, stop!
I'm not just gonna let
her push us out of here.
These are my kids' our
babies we talking about here.
So ma'am, I don't
know what you have to do.
Run more tests, ask
more fucking questions,
but I'm not leaving here till you tell me
what the fuck is going on with my kids.
Ma, where are you going?
I'm not gonna let you
talk to her like that.
Why don't we talk about the bruises?
That's a conversation I'd like to have.
Hey, y'all stop running.
Stop running!
I don't wanna fight, Emmandy.
Huh, did you even hear yourself in there?
Oh, I'm sorry, doctor.
My little black
daughter must be confused.
Ma'am, the kids are sick, Ma,
and all you care about is whether I'm
acting right or not.
Don't you fucking support me.
I support you.
Maybe she's right.
Do you ever think of that?
Maybe sometimes other people are right
and you don't got the answers to
everything in the world.
That idea ever go across your thick head?
Maybe there is something
else going on with those kids.
You got something you want to say to me?
What the hell happened last night?
I saw them marks on me.
You beat them kids, Ebony.
You got some nerve on you.
He wasn't old and sick.
I'll let you the fuck out right now.
If you hit them again, I'm
gonna turn you in myself.
Never turned you in.
You the same, Ma.
Cook your collard greens
and play Stevie Wonder.
Fuck all these black men.
You're just like every
other white bitch out here.
Down with niggas till it's really time
to be down with niggas.
Fuck you, bitch.
Get in my fucking car.
What are you doing?
Fuck you, bitch.
Chante, get in my car.
(ominous music) (ominous music)
Ma, can you get that?
Ma!
(knocking)
You hear my phone ringing?
Childish, you're childish.
Love, you're a grandma.
(phone ringing)
Bill collectors.
Lord, don't put anything on your plate
that you can't bend on, please.
Enough with the Jesus
bullshit for one night.
I'd have been dead if
the Lord hadn't saved me.
He saved me.
He can save you.
Then tell him take the
cancer out of your body
because I can't pay for it.
Keep this shit off my line.
Yeah, there she go.
I remember her.
This is a fix, Ma.
Might not be on that shit no more,
but you're still getting high.
Ain't that right, Alberta?
You want me to die, Vinnie.
That'd be better for you.
You fucked up mother dead and gone.
Who would you blame, then?
Oh!
Come in, Dre.
(ominous music)
Ma, what you want?
Hey.
Ma.
Get out of here, you joy!
(water splashing)
Get over here, you know?
Alberta!
(screaming)
Stop, Vinnie, stop!
Stop!
Help me.
Lord, I'm gonna leave.
I'm gonna leave.
Please.
(crying)
It's a slow story.
(ominous music)
I'm so sorry.
Please.
(ominous music)
(knocking)
(ominous music)
Ebony.
(knocking)
Hey, Cynthia.
Now's not really a good time.
Ebony, I'm gonna need
you to open the store
and let me in so I can do my job.
(crying)
Kids are sleeping.
We just, just, can we
do what it gives you?
You're making this so much
harder than it has to be.
Open the damn door.
We got the door right now, Ebony.
You can't keep your kids
out of school like this.
This house is making them sick.
I can feel it.
And I'm hearing things like...
And whatever it is
that is affecting my kids,
Ebony, I talked to the
doctor at the hospital.
She didn't even fucking look at my kids.
Saw how she was looking at me.
Just some black bitch with
two of these goddamn kids.
Fuck her.
She said your kids are behaving this way
because they think that's what you want.
They playing up into this, Ebony,
because they believe
that's what you want them to do.
Andre was in that closet
talking some language I never heard before.
This little boy told him
that he should kill himself.
Ebony, I'm tired of your bullshit.
I need to see your kids.
You walk in this house on
that fucked up look on your face,
judging me and judging all this shit.
Black woman to black woman. Maybe if you had some kids
of your own, you'd get in.
I had a son.
My son died when he was seven years old.
I couldn't protect my Julian, Ebony.
I had a son. My son died when he was seven years old. (crying)
There was absolutely nothing I could do.
I turned my back for two seconds.
Two seconds.
I just turned around.
It was just two
seconds that I turned around.
When I turned, when I turned back around,
that car hit my baby.
So, black woman to black woman,
when I see sisters like you
taking their kids for granted,
it turns my fucking stomach.
(crying)
Why you don't believe me?
I'm not doing anything to my kids.
That's it, Ebony.
That's enough.
I need to see the kids.
Where are the kids?
A bat?
What the fuck is that?
Stop hitting your damn kids, Ebony.
Get out of here!
Fuck you, bitch.
I don't hit my fucking kids.
Your mother's a bitch.
Fuck out of here, hoe.
Ebony, you got to get your shit together.
They're gonna take our babies.
The fuck is she taking pictures for, Ma?
Hey, bitch!
I know you're working with her.
You get your X-Factor social services!
You don't believe me?
It's not that I don't believe you.
I just haven't heard of
anything like this before.
They don't remember anything when they
come out of the
trances they've been having.
How long has this been going on, Alberta?
Since around the time
we moved into that house.
Since you first moved in?
Yes.
There's something evil in our home, and
it is feeding on my family.
I don't do that sort of thing here.
You should try another church.
[music]
You came to see if I was
beating my kids at the bar?
I know you don't have
your kids in the bar, Ebony.
And I'm not in the mood for you and
Cynthia's games today.
So go back to your office, or wherever.
Your kids are sick.
There's an evil spirit in your house.
I'm an impossible.
A prophet, evangelist.
I go where God sends me.
So, um, Jesus sent you here to save us.
I needed to confirm my
suspicion before I intervened.
Master Nell, let's amen.
Twenty years ago they
lived in your house.
That was their first house.
And they were so proud of it.
They came up in 93 for members.
They were members of my church.
They were a beautiful family.
Those are their kids.
They love them.
I love them.
Hey, operator.
So what happened to them?
They took him to several doctors.
They couldn't find
anything wrong with the boy.
So that's when they turned to me.
I had to act.
I had to cast out that demon.
I had to do what we call a deliverance.
Like an exorcist movie.
I don't do no exorcisms.
I don't need an intercessor.
Jesus Christ is my intercessor.
If you act in the power and
the authority of Jesus Christ,
you can touch a body,
and the demon will run.
Demons, yes, demons.
As soon as I walked in that house,
my nose was filled
with the smell of death.
I had never been in the
presence of such powerful evil.
I could not match its strength.
It laughed at me.
And I lost the boy.
What do you mean you lost him?
I don't know what happened
in that house after that.
No!
What did we do, Jesus?
What did I do to you?
She strangled a baby
girl, and then she humbled us.
No! No!
The little boy that died?
What was his name?
His name was Trey.
My son has this
make-believe friend named Trey.
That's no friend.
That's the devil.
Ebony, that demon wants your son.
But my deliverance of Trey failed and
waited in that house
for another innocent child to come along,
and that child is your son.
Stop! Stop!
The fuck is wrong with you?
You know how crazy you sound right now?
Stay the hell away from my family.
Stop fucking following us.
You're gonna need me.
Matt! Matt!
Nate!
Matt! Matt! Matt!
Matt!
I don't know where he is.
Please, please.
I'm Trey!
What happened to Grandma?
You tell me.
Short time! Nate! Just Oh.
That's what you want.
You have a good life. Disimen. As well. lineage. (eerie music)
Where are we going?
I don't know.
What about our suitcases?
I don't know, I don't know.
Better stop asking me shit, Dre, okay?
I don't know.
I called her.
You did what?
Someone has to help us not
like grandma's gone, mom.
I had to call Cynthia.
(eerie music)
You think it's easy doing what I do
while we barely sleep and lie?
News flash, Missy Elliott, it's not.
It's hard as fuck.
I painted ya rooms,
decorated them how ya want.
You want me to go to jail, Dae?
What the fuck you think
I'll take care of ya'll?
(eerie music)
Dre, stop, what are you doing?
Knock it off.
It's all your fault you're listed.
What'd you just say to me?
What are you saying?
What is he saying, Nate?
It's all your fault you're listed.
(growling)
(screaming)
(eerie music)
Tell me, please.
Tell me, tell me, please.
Please help.
Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.
What's going on?
What's the matter?
Something is killing my kids.
Your children?
I'm scared, please.
(eerie music)
Where are we?
Nate, Nate, wake up.
(eerie music)
In the past six months,
have you ever thought about
harming yourself or your children?
No.
In the past six months,
have you ever attempted
to harm yourself or your children?
No, of course not.
Just a simple yes or no will do.
I'm sorry.
Do you feel that your
life is out of control?
No.
Do you currently use drugs or alcohol?
No, no drugs.
Never.
Does weed count?
Do you use marijuana?
No.
When was the last time
you consumed alcohol?
I don't know.
A few weeks ago, maybe.
Now, Ebony, I know that's not true.
It is?
No.
No, it's not, sweetie.
Remember when you came into the hospital
and gave you a blood test?
What do you think the blood test showed?
You want to try this again?
It's time you're going
to be honest with me.
All right.
Do familiar surroundings
sometimes seem strange,
threatening, unreal to you?
Yes.
Have you ever heard
unusual sounds like banging?
Or chirping?
Or clicking in your ears?
Yes.
Have you ever been confused about whether
some have any similar sweeties?
All you have to do is
answer the questions.
[dramatic music]
It's not forever.
And it's the best thing, I think.
I talked about a 302 in you.
[dramatic music]
They're sending them to a
church foster care, Ebony.
Wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
[crying]
[dramatic music]
[applause]
Why did it choose us?
That thing is ancient.
It's been waiting for you.
From where?
Lucifer.
The devil himself.
When God cast him out of heaven,
a third of the angels followed him.
And those angels became demons.
And one of those demons has
found its way into your baby.
And through him, it's
possessing the other two.
What does it want?
It wants your baby.
And everybody in that
house, dead and gone, Ebony,
this demon, it preys on the weak.
And see, right now, you're weak.
But we about to make you strong.
[dog barking]
How long has he been like this?
He's been like this all night.
He's a growling and hissing.
A little while ago, he was
speaking another language.
He hears what's in here.
If it's not spoken in
faith, it's just words.
I tried talking to him.
When I was little,
bad things happened
to me when I was young.
My mom, my mom let her.
[ominous music]
I asked him to make you stop.
What happened?
Nothing.
Ebony,
I think you think that
this is transactional.
It's not transactional.
We're not just doing this
to keep your son away from some demon.
You gotta know that you loved.
You loved Ebony.
God loves you.
Come on, we're gonna pray.
Lord Jesus, we
acknowledge that you are Lord.
Lord Jesus, we
acknowledge that you are Lord.
We know that you died for our sins.
We know that you were.
You died for our sins.
Lord Jesus, please
forgive us and forgive me.
You forgive me?
Forgive me, forgive us and help her.
[ominous music]
Hi Andre. Do you remember me?
He likes watching you sleep.
Who likes watching me sleep?
Julian.
How do you know I had a son, Andre?
Did your mommy tell you that?
My mother's dead. God is dead.
Why would you say that, Andre?
You are not Andre, stupid.
Who are you?
I just trapped me and I tell you.
[ominous music]
That's not how this works on, George.
[laughing]
[ominous music]
That's not at the panic
button yet, Miss Henry.
I'm sure there's a perfectly logical
explanation for all of this.
I just saw a little
boy break his restraint,
crawl out of that bed,
crawl backwards on the floor,
and climb up the fucking wall.
What button should I push, Doctor?
Where's the boy now?
[ominous music]
Hey, how you doing?
[ominous music]
Hey, y'all.
[ominous music]
[gasp]
[ominous music]
Nurse, would you take
me to Andre Jackson?
He said 509, but I'm not
going back in that room.
You're not going back in that room?
[ominous music]
There!
[ominous music] [ominous music]
[ominous music]
Ebony, remember, before we get started,
whatever it says to you,
do not listen to it.
It will play on your heart.
It will play on your mind.
It will take the form
of people that you love.
This is the deliverance of Andre Jackson.
My name is Apostle Bernice James.
The other person
present is Ebony Jackson,
his mother, who has given me permission.
Say, "Yes, I have."
Yes, I have given me permission to
conduct this deliverance.
We are going to pray, Father.
Father, we ask for your forgiveness.
We ask for your mercy that
you cleanse and sanctify us
for this spiritual warfare.
Ebony, get back.
[ominous music] [ominous music]
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[screaming]
[ominous music]
[sobbing]
[speaking German]
[screaming]
Apostle James is here tonight.
[thunder]
I can smell your nappy pussy.
And you, you fucking half-breathed whore.
I should have flushed
your ass down the toilet
when you were just a blood clot.
[laughing]
[ominous music]
Father!
[crying]
[groaning]
[crying]
[ominous music]
In the name of Jesus,
we pull down the strongholds
that have been participating
and cooperating in the
life of André Jackson
and the Jackson family.
I'm gonna kill you, bitch.
We break the legal
bonds of this demonic spirit
that has waged war
against this Jackson family.
Against his brother.
Against his sister.
[panting]
Come to the rescue of this family,
whom you made in your image.
The beginning was a word,
and the word was God.
[panting]
We command every unclean spirit,
every familiar spirit,
and territorial spirit
to lead this born in the name of Jesus.
[laughing]
[screaming]
I told you all, don't fuck with me.
[screaming]
Come on!
[screaming]
Okay.
Go upstairs until this is over.
Okay.
Don't run.
You file unclean spirit.
You shut your life.
You're blind, bitch.
You shut your body.
You shut up, you shut up.
I'll shut you with me.
He's in here with us.
[screaming]
[crying]
[growling]
[crackling]
[screaming]
[panting]
[screaming]
[gasping]
Leave my son.
What's happening to me, Mommy?
Wait, wait, wait.
Wait.
[panting]
Ebony.
I'm dying.
Oh, sister.
I doubted myself.
Okay.
I had fear.
I can't have it to you.
No fear.
[panting]
[growling]
[panting]
Can you-- can you help me?
I can't get them out, Mommy, please.
You're scaring me, Mommy.
Please don't hurt me.
I'll be your good boy.
[growling]
[panting]
[growling]
You can't.
You need not your gun.
Wait. No, no, no, no.
[panting]
You know who I am.
Don't you?
[panting]
I gotta kill all you
motherfuckers in here.
[panting]
[screaming]
[panting]
[crying]
[panting]
[screaming]
[panting]
[panting] [crying]
Jesus!
[panting]
I know you don't want
to talk to me, but...
you can talk to God. [panting]
You can talk to God.
[gasping]
Give me back my child!
That motherfucker don't love you.
Nobody loves you.
Not that nigga that left you.
Certainly not your bitch-ass mother.
My mother loves me.
She was a child of God.
I rebuke you, Satan,
in the name of Jesus.
I can do all things through
Christ who strengthens me.
Because he lives inside me.
I'm a child of God.
Wait, don't!
I rebuke you, Satan.
Jesus.
Don't do this to us.
Emily, Emily, don't do this to me.
We all be God, girl.
I rebuke you, Satan,
in the name of Jesus.
[panting]
[speaking in tongues]
Jesus.
[speaking in tongues]
Jesus.
[speaking in tongues]
Jesus. [speaking in tongues] [panting]
Jesus.
[screaming]
[speaking in tongues]
Jesus.
[screaming]
[coughing]
[panting]
[screaming]
Go back to where you came from.
[piano music]
Trey?
[crying] [crying]
[crying]
Hey.
All right, let me get out of this.
I talked to my boss at me.
We got a bad one headed, boss.
Yeah, I figured.
I'm gonna get him back, though.
How they doing?
They don't remember.
I'm getting out of here.
Going back to Philly,
moving home on to you.
Till I could get a house
together for me and the kids.
Ebony, I'm gonna talk to the judge.
But your kids were fucked up.
And you got a record.
If it's God's will, I'll get him.
I wish I could find your kind of fate.
[footsteps]
Listen, I promise.
[somber music]
Take care of yourself, Ebony.
[somber music]
So where are we going?
Back to Philly.
I've been in touch with your dad.
I'm gonna try and work things out.
[somber music]