There are legends of people born with the gift of making music so true.
It can pierce the veil between life and death,
conjuring spirits from the past and the future.
In ancient Ireland, they were called filly.
In Choctaw land, they called them fire keepers.
And in West Africa, they're called kriyats.
This gift can bring healing to their communities,
but it also attracts evil.
SINNERS
Clarksdale, Mississippi 16 octobre, 1932
Sammy!
Come on, son.
It's okay.
Sammy! #My son has felt the call of sin.
But the good Lord calls upon us to be fishers of men who sin,
and show them the way.
I want you to swear to me and before this congregation
to leave those sinning ways where they lie.
I want you to promise right now.
Drop the guitar, Sammy.
In the name of God!
Let it go, Sammy.
Put it down.
la veille
Somebody, somebody take me.
Just storming that guitar tonight?
Good morning, Miss Beatrice. #You gonna tell me what you're playing on,
I'm gonna have to hear through the grapevine. #You have a good one, Beatrice.
I see that service tomorrow morning.
I guess the grapevine it is.
Morning, ma. #Morning, baby.
Don't put that on your body, Sammy. #It'll dry you out.
Don't put this on while it's still working.
Boy, you ain't got the says God gave a goot.
Hey, mama said get up.
Morning, Sammy.
Hey, son.
George, you forgot.
You hogwood?
You boys twins?
No, we cousins.
Well, there she is.
He moved a ton of timber a month back in his heyday. #Workers lived upstairs.
Hey, what do you fellas plan on doing with the place?
Y'all wash these floors?
Yeah. #What was on them?
I thought y'all was dead set on buying the place.
More time I spent with y'all, the less sure I am, you boys are serious about it.
Ain't no boys here. - I just grown men.
Grown men money and grown men bullets.
I didn't mean nothing by it.
Just the way we talk down here.
We'll take it.
The mill, the equipment, and the land that it's standing on.
Well, damn. #Now, I understand.
It's the last dime that we ever gonna see from us.
And if we see you or any one of your clan buddies
cross our property line, we gonna kill them right where they stand.
Shit. #Clan don't exist no more.
Morning, Pop.
You up off early, son? - Like you say, jump on the work.
Don't let the work jump on you. #That's right. Finish my quota for the day.
Yeah, I brought it in here.
I want you to help me give my sermon tomorrow.
1 Corinthians 10, 13.
Read.
"No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind.
God is faithful.
He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear.
But when you're tempted, you will also provide a way out so that you can endure.
Now, Pop, if you don't mind, I'm gonna be late." Late for what, boy?
Where you got to be that's more important than being in the house of God?
I've been working all week, Pop.
I want to be free of all this for a day.
To play music, for drunkards, for landers
who shirk their responsibilities to their families
so they can sweat all over each other.
I'll be back in town for service for tomorrow.
Son, you keep dancing with the devil.
One day he's gonna follow you home.
Hey, little cousin, come on out.
Got $2 out here waiting on a dime.
Same.
No, don't you worry now, uncle Jack.
You gonna get them back to you in one piece.
Who are you, babe?
Your daddy doing right by you?
So you're not putting his hands on you, is he? - Nah, man. #Nothing too much.
What about the level ons? - Only when they deserve it.
My mind usually hands out the whippings. - Good.
But uncle Jack always been good. - Yeah.
So tell me about Chicago. #I heard they ain't got Jim Crow up there.
A black man can go where he wants.
So, boy, you can't be believing anything that you here.
Time to fill your head up with his make-believe.
And me and your cousin, we gonna give it to you straight.
Chicago ain't shit but Mississippi with tall buildings and state of plantation.
And that's why we came back home.
Figure we might as well deal with the devil we know.
Don't move.
How about you lead that trip, duds?
Shit. Crackers showing up. They already got us behind schedule.
I'm thinking we just set up tonight.
Open up next weekend. - Nah, fuck that. It's gotta be tonight.
Grand opening. Start this shit with a bang.
Well, we start with a misfire. - Look at that sky.
That's a mighty fine day to be free, ain't it?
Our own juke joint.
Follow us and buy us, just like we always wanted.
Only chance we got if we split up.
Well, who gonna watch the truck when I'm in there talking to the child?
Nigga, just let him see us you. - We been going a long time, Stack.
Seven years ain't long enough to forget about us.
All right.
Watch this fool make sure he don't get in no trouble.
You big enough to take me now, huh?
Nah, I'll do what I can. - Nah, you'll do what you told.
You keep your eyes open for anybody staring too long.
This nigga don't know how to watch his own back.
Love you. - Love you too. #Be careful. - I will.
You with me?
♪ Tell poor tonight's cold and red. ♪
♪ Tell bad it's tall and sandy. ♪
♪ We gonna pickle balls ♪ ♪ down through this union hall. ♪
♪ We gonna romp and trump to midnight. ♪
♪ We gonna push and fight to daylight. ♪
♪ We gonna pickle wagons all night long. ♪
♪ All night long. ♪
♪ We gonna pull the ♪ ♪ air cooler, a pollen rag. ♪
♪ Tell every slash and later. ♪
♪ Tell everybody push the beat. ♪
♪ Everybody's on me. ♪
♪ Tonight we need no rest. ♪
♪ We really gonna throw a mess. ♪
♪ We gonna break out all the windows. ♪
♪ We gonna kick down all the doors. ♪ Hey, little girl.
Come here.
Where you from? - Shelby. - You heard of Smoke Stack twins?
Of course. - Good. I'm smoking.
No, no, no, no, no. You're not in no trouble.
See, I'm trying to put some money in your pocket.
See, I'm gonna need you to come sit in this truck right here.
If somebody comes, you look a little too long,
I want you to lean on this horn, all right? #Can you do that for me?
Can you tell, Tom?
And I'm gonna pay you ten cents for every minute that I'm gone.
Will that work for you? - Yes, sir. - No, ma'am.
See, we talk the numbers now.
And numbers always gotta be in conversation with each other.
You understand? You gotta negotiate.
Now, ten cents just won't work for you.
Talk another note back to me.
Twenty cents? - Twenty cents.
Best I can do, we gotta do.
Good. Jump in.
Remember, they on that horn.
♪ I saw this girl at night
♪ Tell her, "We're coming back ♪
♪ Oh, we gonna have a time ♪
♪ When you're fishing till the end ♪
♪ There'll be some peace everywhere ♪
♪ We're gonna pitch ♪ ♪ away and do the right thing ♪
♪ All night long, all night long ♪ ♪ All night long, all night long ♪
You're not Little Lisa, is you? - Guilty as charged.
Is Daddy here? - Daddy?
What?
Old child. - What with the damn cat drag dance?
What can I do for you? - You throwing a big event tonight?
What you need? - I need catfish for a hundred people.
Y'all do good up in Chicago? Mm-hmm.
I heard about some of them casinos up there. Y'all hit it big?
We hit. Just not the way you're thinking.
What kind of way?
Shit.
Miss Dylan! - Mm-hmm. - What's my fingers?
I'm trying to make sure they ain't watching that shit.
Just get your own damn thing, man. - I'm trying to help you.
You watching, man. - Fuck you going, nigga?
Bet this bull will beat you there.
What are you trying to do, you motherfucker?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Snoop. - Terry? - Boy, how you been?
I was doing better before you shot me in the ass.
Why the hell you trying to boost my truck? - It's your truck.
I ain't know it was your truck. I swear I smoked... - Bullshit!
I told you it was his. - Wait, wait, Smoke. I thought she was lying.
Told I was supposed to be in Chicago working for Capone.
Yeah, we back now.
Goddamn! Damn! What you do that for?
Can't have some nigga talking about how he almost robbed the twins.
Not without a limp chauffeur. - Who gonna patch me up? Shit!
I ain't got no money. What if I get sepsis or some shit, man?
Y'all scoot on out the street. Put some pressure on them.
Get up, boy. Nigga, I need help.
Get up, Cooley. Get out the street.
Dr. Eddie still live right here? - Yeah. - I just shot a couple of niggas outside.
They gonna live. They gonna need some patching up.
Yeah, we can take care of that. - Anything else?
Yeah. We gonna need a sign, too.
You think Grace will be up to making us warm?
What you need it done? - Tonight.
Lisa, go get your mom.
Y'all gonna have food, drag, music?
What is y'all gonna be playing? - What's up?
Cods, dice, you done got a room there.
Shoot each other up. ♪ Lord, I have no animosity.
Tell her to come and...
Mama, Daddy wants you. - Thank you.
You know, there's two men out there
that look like they've been shot. - That be my doing?
I done already gave Boda money to get him patched up.
Why you gotta come here bringing trouble? - Trouble ain't all he bringing.
Jesus. Why are you paying for this?
And he wants you to make a sign for him.
Russ' job gonna cost you. - I don't listen to him.
20.15 for the front door sign and 5 for the menu.
Team 7 for the front door sign, 3 for the menu. - 16.
15. - Done.
Oh, we only got one color by the way.
What color you got? - Red.
13. - 14.50.
14. All these flowers right here, and we got a deal.
Done.
We're stacked. - All right, listen.
Every coo's got a button on it towards the top.
And you want to keep it, woman. You find it, lick that.
Not too hard, not too soft either.
You ever had scoop of that ice cream from downtown? - Uh-huh.
About the same pressure you put on there.
Like it tastes good, but you don't want it gone too quick,
you know what I'm saying?
How fast does this thing drive? - Too damn fast.
Why you want to drive? - Come on, you don't want to drive.
Later. On the way back. - All right, all right.
You always said you would tell me what happened to your daddy when I got older.
Well, I guess I'm older.
Y'all ready to kill him?
Nah, we ain't kill him.
Smoke did.
Our daddy knocked me unconscious.
By the time I came to, smoke was halfway done burning.
You used to bitch off? - Me mostly.
He ain't mean it.
He's even taking good care of that thing.
I can't thank y'all enough for this. The place is so ripe.
Where'd I get this from anyway?
Yeah, that's Charlie Patton's guitar.
Me and my brother went off and went to the car gang. - Lost, that.
You mean to tell me I had Charlie Patton's guitar this whole time?
Sweat cold guy in your hands. - Nah.
Now let's see if you can play like him. - Right here? - Yeah, right now. Come on.
All right, come on. Watch this.
♪ Travelin' I don't know ♪ ♪ where the world I'm in. ♪
♪ Whoo! ♪
♪ There's a woman that I'm lovin' ♪
♪ She sure won't feel much better. ♪
We gonna make some money. We gonna make some money.
Let's go. Take hold.
Thanks, man. - Yep.
Oh, is that Dotha Slim?
Dotha Slim.
Yeah, thank you for your generosity.
I guess that's Chicago wind.
You know where your black ass is back down, huh?
Who is a boy. - This my little cousin, preacher boy Sammy.
Happens to be the finest blues player in all the deals.
I got socks holding this here boy.
What the hell you know about the blues?
I can show you better than I can tell you. - All right, now.
Put that motherfucker. Put that way.
Now this your my patch right here.
Now you want this cuttin' and you don't put up the boot,
I cut your ass deep in the fry. - And you threaten him again,
I'm gonna make your drunk ass swallow that harmonica. - You got me.
You still nice to them keys?
Depending on your ass.
I'll give you $20 to come play at our juke tonight.
Yeah, I wish I could. I'm gonna be a mess in this tonight,
same as I am there every Saturday night. - What they pay?
Well, gangster, you sure had a lot of questions.
They ain't paying you $20 a night, I know that.
You ain't paying them $20 a night.
You paying $20 may be tonight.
Yeah. I ain't never heard of your juke.
Maybe it's here tonight, is it here tomorrow night,
the week after that? Nah.
I've been to Messonnier's every Saturday night for the last ten years.
Messonnier's gonna be there another ten years after that, at least.
Shit.
There's probably more time than I got left on this earth stack.
I play, not get as much corn liquor as I can drink.
Sounded like me, I can't answer more than that.
No, Slim, I'll drink today.
Ooh.
What you got there, boy? - What is?
It's Irish beer, straight from the north side of Chicago.
Huh? Oh.
You saying that's beer? - Wind ain't bring us down here empty-handed.
Keep it in, boy.
Nah. Goodness.
I got 500 more bottles, just like that. Ice cold.
Say we pay you $40 a night in all the beer that you can drink.
After that, no strings.
You out now, I even let you finish that bottle in your hand.
Ah.
These two gonna be playing down at the old sawmill.
It's the grand opening of our new joint, Club Juke.
We gonna have us a battle of the blues.
It's gonna be a real ring-a-dang-dang, just for us.
Y'all ready to eat?
Y'all ready to drink?
Y'all ready to sweat till y'all stink? - Yes.
All right.
You gonna get funky like a Mississippi donkey, y'all.
Get a drink on the twins when you get there.
All right. When you get that real home, same.
I got a new girl. I got a new girl. I got a new girl. I got a new girl. I got a new girl. I got a new girl.
I seen you somewhere before.
Maybe. - Same, don't you?
Time to time. - Mm-hmm.
I'm preacher boy.
Perlene. - Perlene.
Oh. I'm married, by the way.
Abilie? - Careful boy.
You gonna bite off more than you can chew.
Maybe I'll see you tonight.
So why you want to stand at you?
You sure she white?
She walking over here right now. - Excuse me, boy.
Is this here smoke?
Or is this stack? - Don't look at her.
Just over there and keep playing.
Yeah, that's okay.
You know I waited for you. - Shit, why don't I order her on the hill?
You gonna do that? - Because you told me you loved me.
Well, I told you to stay the fuck away from me too,
but I guess you didn't hear that part, huh? - I heard you.
I heard you loud and clear, but then you stuck your tongue in my coos
and fucked me so hard, I figured you changed your mind.
Keep your voice down now. It's not exactly how I remember it.
No, it ain't. Remember falling asleep with your head on my chest,
leaving in the middle of the night without a fucking word.
The hell are you doing back here, Mary?
I buried my mama yesterday's stack.
Figured I might see you in smoke there as much as she looked after you both,
but I guess y'all love lasted as long as y'all could get something out of her.
You right. That's all she was.
Fool or won't be.
Rotten hell stack. - Shit, I will.
Don't save your trifling ass of room.
Shit right next to me.
Shit. Where you staying?
Who?
Maybe Shamewire. - Who is it you get to get in?
Come on, Slim. Still got one more stopping, mate.
♪ Raise them up together ♪
♪ Oh, my lord ♪
Go down, Sacks. Go down. ♪ Rallocaine, ho, me
♪ Rallocaine, ho, me ♪
♪ Rallocaine, ho, me Y'all hold your hands now!
Hear me? Hold your hands! - Ah!
Hey, you move some of that one.
All of them.
What happened?
Me and my buddy Rice.
His eyes went back and forth up to Delton. We get busted for beatings.
And white chairs take us down to the jailhouse and it's empty.
Delton sure they gonna kill us that night.
You get us our instruments back, they tell us the plate.
Stack, we play, preach and work, we play, do you hear me?
Music was coming out the windows.
People's on the street was stopping to come on in.
They say, "Hey, one of them chairs, they got the bright idea
they gonna take us on the road now."
They cover us, throw us in the paddy wagon.
They take us to this big house.
I mean, this is full of white doors.
Pass around right hand and hand by the plate.
See, these white doors we were playing for? They real money.
How'd y'all play them old ragtime songs? - Yeah, I sure was.
We play a fair amount of blues, too.
See, white folks, they like the blues just fine.
They just don't like the people who make it.
Them peckerwoods was nodding their heads, stomping their feet.
Some of them was almost on the rhythm, that's the thing.
And they rusted me, we changed it up, confused them.
What'd y'all do with the money?
I drank it.
Rice, they was gonna take that money,
going out to Little Rock, starting them little church. - Did it?
That damn fool.
He took out all this money to pay for the $2 train ticket.
Train conductor saw him. Clank, got a hold to him.
Searched his pockets, found all that money.
Made up a story about him killing some white man for it
and breaking out white man's wife.
And they lynched him right there in the railroad station.
You know what they cut off a man who...
Got that guitar on your hand, don't you, boy?
Yeah, come on now. Hey!
Ah!
Hey, come on, Brady!
Ooh! Stack?
What a long time, no C.
This here my wife, Therese. - Nice to meet you, Therese.
Likewise. - Need you to give us a moment.
You ain't got business to discuss.
No, uh-uh, I ain't got time for your scheming, Stack. Behind on my quota.
Man, fuck your quota.
This is my wife right here now. I'm gonna need you to show some respect.
Yeah, well, fuck your wife, too.
What's that? - I said she was really gonna let you fuck her
when she found out how much money you were about to get
from this job I'm offering.
And none of that nice and slow shit she probably giving you now.
Shit, she might even let you put your pecker in her mouth.
Well, you should've stayed gone,
because I'm about to beat the black off of you.
Come on now. I don't want no trouble.
Hey. - Well, how much money you talking about paying him?
Oh, that's a good woman.
Come on. We be back.
Bob was here.
How you been?
No, misery's worth complaining about.
Come along.
You need a stack one the other side, too.
Come back full.
Who bought that old saw, man? Yeah, we gonna patch it up,
make it into a juke joint.
A juke joint?
It's one of the stacks that is?
Yeah, you figure tonight gonna be grand opening?
I thought y'all was done with the Delta.
That's that hood y'all were norlin' with. - Nah, we through with Chicago.
Chicago through with y'all.
What you askin'?
Who you and Stack Rob to get enough money
for them crackers to sell you a whole meal?
Just this, Miss Annie,
and a pinch of high john. - All right.
Now, don't sell nothing that's on the way home.
I don't want your mama comin' at me crazy later. - Yes, ma'am.
Thank you.
I can't believe youtakin' this make-believe shit. - S moke, give me my money,
for I'll cut your black ass. - You gonna put that blade up on her?
I'll trade you. - I don't want your money.
Don't be stupid, now. - I ain't stupid.
Your money come with blood. - All money come with blood, baby.
Not like yours. - She won't even spend nowhere else, look at you.
I ain't goin' nowhere else. I don't need that curbsome money you got.
You know, I've been all over this world.
Cows.
Ships. Trains.
I seen men die. Ways I didn't even know was possible.
I ain't never saw no roots.
No demons. No ghosts.
No magic.
Just power.
And only money can get at.
You need for all that war
and whatever the hell she been doin' in Chicago.
Now, you back here in front of me,
two arms, two legs, two eyes, and a brain that work,
how you know I ain't free.
I work every root my grandmama taught me to keep you
and that crazy brother you're safe every day since you been gone.
So why those roots ain't workin' on baby, then?
I don't know.
But they work for you.
You still got that mojo bag?
The soil of my soil, bone of my bone, blood of my blood, I bless you.
I say.
Why you here, Smoke?
What you want with me?
We was hoping to serve food to you tonight.
We want you to cook for us.
Elijah.
You wanna make me say it?
Still hurts comin' back here.
But I love you.
And I miss ya.
Ton corps ne m'a pas oubliee
Back up. - You all gotta help.
I thought I could trust them, but thea trying to kill me. - Slow down.
Who's trying to kill you? - Chalk talk.
Sure wasn't just some fair skinned niggers.
Ain't no engines around here for miles.
Oh, God.
Oh, they took my wife.
Oh, God.
I'm a coward, ain't I?
I... I got go.
Them dirty engines meant to rob me. They ain't get all of it.
Y'all can have it. Just don't let them hurt me no more.
Evening, ma'am.
We're in pursuit of someone. Very dangerous.
He might have come on to your property.
Have you seen anyone recently?
No.
Back! - Is he in there with you, ma'am?
He's not what he seems.
God forbid you let him into your home.
And if so, we need to act now.
On y va!
Depeche toi.
Retons avant qu'il soit trop tard.
Puisse Dieu veiller sur vous et vous accompagner.
Bert?
Inions came and went.
Bert!
Bert?
Oh, he's just resting.
These are all better now. - Hey, baby.
Don't fall now.
To the right, a little more.
Oh, shit.
Right this way. Ladies.
Come on in. Welcome to Club Juke.
You oughta get it poppin' like fisheries, boy.
We got whiskey, Irish beer. I tell you why.
Yeah, I was some classy niggas, ain't you? - Too fancy for me.
Ma'am, I don't need no ash, nothing. Corn, liquor, or dew.
That'll be 50 cents. - And, fam, I just got 30.
But these is good now and after, Maybell General's still.
You like that cold, right? - I certainly do.
Come right up.
I think you kind of. - Let me holler at y'all right quick.
Good evening. - Good evening.
You look mighty nice. - Thank you.
You made it.
This ain't no house party. And it damn sure ain't no charity.
We taking cash. U.S. motherfucking dollars.
This ain't Chicago smoke. - What the fuck that mean?
That old nigga worked his ass off for them witter-nickels.
See, these niggas been working in the field all day.
When they show up here, let them enjoy themselves.
They gotta feel wanted if you want to see it at work.
This place supposed to feel like it's for them. - Right this way.
Uh-huh.
Uh, excuse me, ma'am.
You show you at the right place? - That's a damn little question, Cornbread.
Little Mary? - Not so little no more, huh?
Mary. - Who not turn this place into a Jew?
We did it today. My cousin's on it.
You know the twins.
Hey, Dad, these folks. They your cousins?
Now, y'all must be playdances. - Hey, Daddy, it was my Daddy's big brother.
So your cousins the glove?
But you seem like such a nice young man. - Ain't always nice.
Ain't that young either.
My condolences about your mother.
We'd have made the repass, but, uh, me and Therese had the wet one.
It's all right.
Now, let me get on in here and get a drink before I start tearing up.
Go on. Enjoy yourself.
You got my two dollars? - Huh?
You was selling ass out in Little Rock.
You ever let a john pay with a goddamn promissory note? - Hell no.
But, see, I wasn't selling ass in the Delta.
You gonna pay? - You gonna sign?
You'll see where the night takes us.
Your husband coming?
Shit. Hold on.
Excuse me, ma'am.
I don't think you should be here.
You see, I'm with the twins. - With the twins?
Boy, if you don't get the fuck out of my face.
I am with them, ma'am. We met earlier at the train station.
I'm their little cousin. - Little cousin?
I think you should leave before they see you.
Wait, you know how little Sammy, the guitar.
You old enough to drink now.
Come on, let me buy you a drink.
How you doing, Mary? Christ, good to see you.
Two whiskeys, please.
Sure. I don't know who do, and I can't talk slick, but I know business.
And this is bad for business. It's opening night.
Besides, I wanna be a few of them like this.
I need a goddamn cigarette coming right up.
So you play that guitar that left you?
Yeah. - That's good. You making any money with that thing?
Not really. Not yet. At least.
I'd tell you it didn't matter as long as
you love it, but that'll be horseshit advice.
What are you?
What am I?
I'm a human being.
Oh, that ain't what I meant. I mean, more like... - I know what you meant.
My mama's daddy was half black.
You're very sure to keep the Klan from killing her.
You know my mama delivered the twins.
Really? - She saved stacked life after he got stuck in the mama.
And after she died, my mama nursed them like they was her own.
And they had enough money to buy this whole mill,
and they ain't even send flowers to a funeral.
We sent your mama flowers.
Plenty of them. All while she still a lot of smell.
Smock. - Murray.
Let's go check in on Slim. See if he'll need backup.
Take care of it, Roy.
No, no. I'm gonna handle it. I got it. - All right. Go on.
Come on. Let's go. - I'm not here for you.
Then why you here then?
I come to hear the blues. - Oh, no. They play the blues just fine in Arkansas.
Come on. Come on, break. Let's get a car. - Get your hands off me.
What's it gonna take? Hmm? How much did it get you to get the fuck on?
You can't pay me off.
Fine. I'll pay one of these field bitches and he'll drag your ass out for you.
Oh, shit. You taught me how to fight.
I'll beat up every bitch in here, and you know it.
I taught you how to walk away when the money's up, too.
Got you a rich white husband. Got you a phone. Now go home to it.
I ain't asked for none of that.
Oh, that shit was your idea. I didn't want no white man.
I didn't want to be white. I wanted to be with you.
All they take is the wrong person in here to see you or get back to them crackers,
and they gonna try to kill you. - What would have mattered to you?
Somebody out there put their hands on you. They hurt you?
Me and my brother gonna come kill them all. - So you'll kill for me.
That's right.
But you still won't tell me the truth.
I was young enough to believe you were coming back.
I waited. I waited a long time.
But I'm grown now, Stag.
And I know you never planned to stay.
Why can't you just say that? - Say what?
Hmm?
I love you.
I think about you every day.
I just want to keep you someplace safe.
And I was never gonna be here.
And I was never gonna be with me. Never.
Bye.
Oh, yeah.
Hey.
I've been hearing about this one particular young man all day.
Supposed to be a bad blue man.
Pretty boy. Where you at? Come on in, man.
My little cousin, y'all. Watch this.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Tell me who you are.
Wait for him.
I'ma send me more.
I'ma share a cropper from sunflower plantation.
They call me preacher boy, countin' my daddy bein' the pastor.
I wrote this song for him.
♪ J'ai quelque chose a te dire ♪
♪ depuis longtemps ♪
♪ Tu risques d'en souffrir ♪
♪ Mais inutile d'etre a cran ♪
♪ J'eetais tout petit ♪
♪ je devais avoir huit ans ♪
♪ tu m'as offert une bible ♪
♪ sur cette route du Mississippi ♪
♪ je t'aaime, papa ♪ ♪ tu as fait ton possible ♪
♪ on dit que la verite blesse ♪
♪ alors je t'ai menti ♪
♪ oui, je t'ai menu ♪
♪ J'aime le blues ♪
♪ je veux me blottir ♪
♪ dans tes bras, ce soir ♪
They say the truth hurts, so I lied to you.
Yes, I lied to you. #I love the blues.
Y'all move your feet now. Come on now.
Blues. We're the fourths on this, like that religion.
You know what I'm sayin'? We brought this with us, my home.
The magic what we do. The sacred.
There are legends of people born with the gift of making music so true.
It can peace the veil between life and death.
Conjuring spirits from the past.
♪ Somebody take me ♪ And the future.
♪ in your arms tonight. ♪
♪ Somebody take me ♪
♪ in your arms tonight. ♪
♪ Somebody take me ♪
C'est du lourd, preacherboy
Sammie Moore.
I hope you can stand.
Stand up.
I hope to prove to you.
So I lie to you.
So I'll be just people born.
I hope to prove to you.
Somebody take me in your arms.
We heal our people.
And we be free.
Did he stall up?
What a key.
Keep your foot on it, Elise.
Come on.
HBold on. I want to try something.
Wait. Preacher boy.
In the last shot first. Walked here.
You're beautiful. I just want to taste you.
See.
Excuse me. How y'all doing? Good.
Got no drinks? Alright, man.
Oh, shit.
Boy found that button, didn't he? - Hey.
Smoke wants you. - Check out my little cousin.
He called himself telling me about the cotton.
I said shit. That boy telling nothing.
Get the twins.
Go on. Get them. - I'll tell you the deal.
And what's the count?
Now that top figure, that's plantation money.
That bottom figure, that's real dollars.
So what's the projection? - Two months and we had a first cash.
Hey there.
Hey, Dana. How may I help you folks?
Oh, we heard tale of a party.
Drink, food, blues music and the like.
You did? - We like to drink.
May happen to be musicians and we walked here.
So we hungry as dogs. - Woof, woof.
You and Manda is coming in now, would you?
I think y'all are in the wrong place. - Well, me say that.
You fellas must be the owners of this establishment.
That's right. And you are?
Name's Ramick. This here is Joan and Bert.
He's not yelling, right? - Oh, and you.
Must be that voice I heard from out here.
You're not yelling, right? - Goddam, you have beautiful voice.
Even through these walls.
Where y'all from? - Just down the road.
And how far is that? - North Carolina.
Y'all clean? - Sir.
Well, we believe in equality and music.
We just came here to play. Spend some money, have a good time.
Here, I'll show you.
♪ I pick for I've been clean. ♪
Pick for I've been clean.
♪ I pick his head, I pick his feet. ♪
♪ I would have picked his ♪ ♪ body, but it wasn't fit to eat. ♪
♪ I pick for I've been clean. ♪
♪ Pick for I've been clean. ♪ ♪ And I'm satisfied. ♪
♪ Having family. In fact, same band.♪
♪ A Lord in that J-bird lab. ♪
♪ When I pick for I've been clean. For I've been clean. ♪
♪ Pick for I've been clean. ♪
♪ A Lord in that J-bird lab. ♪
Hold on, hold on, hold on. Just a minute.
It's just about to get good. - No, I believe you.
But this here is Duke Joy. - Blues music?
We got money and we ready to spend it with y'all.
Sounding damn near perfect and you're saying we ain't welcome.
No, I'm saying you get down that road, you get back into town.
Plenty of white barrel houses down there.
Oh, this is because we're...
All right.
How'd she get in? - And that is she here because she's family.
Family.
Can't we just for one night, just all be family?
You don't need to do that, sir.
We'll be on our way.
But we're gonna walk real slow.
Just in case y'all change your mind.
Y'all have a nice night.
They gave me the willies.
Yeah, well, Crackers that night time will do that to you. - One just that.
You think they ball company?
I doubt it. But we're gonna be fine. - Shit, we forgot the trunk.
Man, why you remind me? - For who I told you to remind me.
Y'all don't need the trunk. There was just three of them.
Now listen to me. What if they just came to say?
And what if somebody spilled something on her? Step on their shoe.
Look if they weren't gonna be too long,
we gonna have a bigger problem than just a fight.
Sure do. Don't let them in.
Hey, shit. You wanna talk?
Yeah, sing your performance down there.
Pretty damn good.
Can't thank you enough for this.
I mean, y'all the ones who put that guitar in my hand.
Now listen. Well, you got the talent, that's for sure.
But all this ain't no life for nobody. I know plenty of musicians.
I ain't never met a happy one.
Yeah, it's cute now. - But he get old.
That rambler. I mean, being with y'all today, I mean, being with y'all today.
Smoke, I feel like I'm flying.
What, today's shuttle, but I'm heading off on my own.
Where you going? - I don't know.
Maybe Chicago.
What's wrong, Stack? - We underwater.
How? - All the plantations down there paying with credits.
What about them crackers? - What about them?
I can go feel them out before they're too far gone.
I can feel them out myself.
They'll tell me more than they'll tell you.
I can find out what they really have.
And what happens if they from Little Rock? - They ain't.
One day our daddy beat Stack real bad.
So we get in our minds that we need to run away.
See, me, I want to go to the next plantation over.
But Stack, you should go get them out by you.
Small town, right here in Mississippi,
found about free slaves and everything.
It's black on. - That sound like a crock.
Yeah, well, I seen it. - The way y'all ain't stay.
That mayor, look who our daddy was. You know he was an evil man.
Figured there was no way that he ain't pass that evil down to us.
Let me go get this money for us. I know y'all need it.
Ain't what's that supposed to mean. See, your daddy a preacher.
You can go and do that. You like making music?
Make church music.
You want to leave going down by by you.
Live with the proper black folks.
Leave all this here improper shit to us.
Irish beer, Italian wine.
You brought both sides.
Let them blame each other while you and Smoke come down here and set up shop.
You gonna need every dime you can get when they put two and two together.
But they won't. - They might.
Well, I ain't going to my bayou. My daddy a reverend.
But I'm your cousin too.
And a lot more people know the Smoke Stack twins than they know my daddy.
Yeah.
Well, you better enjoy the rest of the night, because this your last juke.
You ain't in no position to tell me how to live my life.
Let me go talk to them and see about putting something real on the tail.
Come on.
Come tomorrow, I'll find out about you playing anymore in these.
Boy, I'll kill you myself.
Look, I'm leaving that plantation just like y'all did.
And if that's a problem for you, kill me now.
What's the matter? I'm a soldier, boy.
And you just gave me a command.
♪ Will you go, lassie go? ♪
♪ Oh, the summertime has come. ♪
♪ And the trees are sweetly blooming. ♪
♪ The wild mountain time ♪ ♪ grows around the blue and the never. ♪
♪ Will you go, lassie go? ♪
♪ And we'll all go ♪ ♪ together to the wild mountain time. ♪
♪ All around the blue and the never. ♪
♪ Will you go, lassie go? ♪
♪ I will build my love for about ♪
♪ By a young cruel and crystal fountain. ♪
♪ On it I am a pyre Of a flower's own mountain.♪
♪ Will you go, lassie go? ♪
You looking for some fresh air?
I just come to see if y'all was good people.
Aw, darling, that's so sweet of you. - So sweet.
We most surely are. - And y'all got money to spend.
Oh, yeah, plenty money. You want to see?
Yeah, I want to see.
What type of money is this? - A solid gold kind, darling.
Yeah. - Where is this from?
It's from a different place and a different time.
But it's been just the same.
You can have it, but it's no good to you.
It's no good to her.
Well, what makes you say that?
Because you're in some deep, deep pain that money can't fix.
Am I right?
You came over here for fellowship and love. - Fellowship and love.
My mother, she just passed.
Oh, that's awful.
Ah, that's awful. - Dressed off.
Losing a mother's a hurting feeling. - Mm-hmm.
I wish in my heart that we'd have met sooner.
I would have liked to have saved her mother from her fate.
I can still save you from yours.
Oh, now you must have me confused.
I'm sad as all, but I don't need no saving. - Yes.
Yes, you do.
You all do.
Ooh.
I'm gonna head back now, and I think y'all should too.
Back to wherever y'all came from.
Ah!
♪ Oh, how moon rising over the pine's come. ♪
♪ Go away until the sun does rise. ♪
♪ Leave the day by the door. ♪
♪ I don't care if sun don't shine once more. ♪
♪ That's what I said. ♪
Come on, Brad.
Man, what you doing out here? - You gonna let me in.
I'm just sitting there blocking the door.
No. Come on. Over here.
♪ I'm gonna spend my money ♪ ♪ on something sweet and strong. ♪
♪ I'm gonna move my body ♪ ♪ through the whole night long. ♪
Woo! - Man, it's hot in there, boy.
Hey, watch the door for me. I got the piss. - Hold up, hold up.
Where you campin' is right here on me.
Boy, you ain't shit, you old fool. Watch the door.
Elias.
All right, all right. So what happened?
Hell, yeah. What, they want a drink of this or something?
You sure?
OK. I'm wondering, shit, go out there and tell them to do something.
Oh.
Oh, man. - Ah, that's scary.
You scared? - No.
It's just that you're somebody else's.
So you robbed trains and banks, but you can't steal this pussy from my mind.
That's that corn braid.
Hey, fellas, you been loving it. Fellas, you been loving it.
Hey, corn braid.
What the hell going on?
This some bitch had loaded dogs for wearing a sock.
Best you put that blade down. - And do that to him?
Told him not to put his hands on me. - So you gonna cut me too.
If I had to, I just wouldn't be allowed to leave.
Come check his pockets.
It's a dirty ass bag of my pocket. - Hey, easy, boy.
Take care of this fool.
What the hell?
Baby, you need your room.
You want some?
Yeah, you all need some stitches.
Go and get my brother.
Hey, Smell.
You seen Scott? - Oh, yeah, yeah, he in the back.
In the back there. Go ahead, you can go.
Go ahead.
Hey, Snack, Smoke looking for you.
Shit.
Oh, he busy, huh?
You gonna get him?
No. - Then why the hell not?
He was getting some looking.
Don't give a fuck what he doing. I told you to go get him, didn't I?
I ain't doing that by myself.
Hey, where the hell is Cornbread?
Riley Billing here with the roundhouse.
Nigga got to take a test two damn days ago.
And he left you to wash the dough.
You think I damn handled it?
Shit. Y'all get decent.
I'm coming in. Y'all in here playing around some...
Fuck.
It's not what it looks like.
We are gonna kill every last one of you.
I'll be back soon, Slim. I'm gonna have a real funny night.
Hold on. No, no, no, hold on.
Hold on, stay. - What happened?
What happened? - I was keeping my eyes open.
She... she bit me.
It's the one.
It's the... #I'm so scared.
It's the one. I'm gonna...
I want you to...
I love you.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Slim, keep everybody out.
Hey, Slim. What the fuck?
Can you also bring the music back? What the hell with the music?
Slim, is Sammy in there? Yeah, yeah, Sammy out directly.
Part is over, yo. - No.
Y'all got the whole... - Who is she?
All right, all right. You heard the man.
Go on. Go on.
Thank you for coming. We really appreciate y'all.
Go on. - Oh, I made that.
It's getting good, too.
We'll see you soon.
We got us a problem, y'all.
I... I could have stopped it.
Don't do that. - Thought that it was making love.
I thought... - Sammy, this is not your fault.
It's not really, then.
Did she say anything?
She said, "We gonna... we gonna kill all of you." - We?
She said we.
Smoke.
We gotta move his body outside, just for now.
Don't touch him.
Nobody moved him. You shot her.
And she kept running like nothing happened.
There's a hate we dealing with, smoke, or worse.
We gotta keep everybody inside and a dead body outside.
There ain't no dead body. It's stuck.
It's staying.
It's staying in here with me.
You got any magic to bring my birth back?
Got a mojo back from him?
I can't. - Please.
I can't. I'm sorry.
Okay. I'm... I'm gone.
Come on.
Best thing about me is you. - We gotta go.
What? - We gotta get out of here.
Man, I just lost his body.
Look, we came here to help him with the party,
not this. We gotta go home, okay?
Okay. - Lisa's waiting.
Yeah. - Okay. Let's go home.
Yeah. We'll get the car.
All right. I'll get the car. - Okay.
I'll get the car. - Okay.
Yeah.
Watch over him.
Come on. Come here.
Man, Smoke.
Where the hell you been at, man?
Huh?
You gonna see a man about a dog like I told you, you old drunk.
Turns out I need to take a shit, too.
God, dog, what happened to you, Smoke?
Stack dead. Nigga, what the fuck happened to you?
I'm sorry.
All right. Well, let me in so I can help. - Hold on.
What y'all doing? Just step aside and let me on in now.
Why you need him to do that?
You big and strong enough to push past us?
Well, that wouldn't be too polite now, would it, Miss Andy?
I don't know why I'm talking to you anyway.
Probably your fish sandwich messed up my guts in the first place.
Using old stale grease. - I ain't never used stale grease,
and you know it. - Shut up, Andy. Smoke.
Don't talk to him. You're talking to me right now.
Why you can't just walk your big ass up in here without an invite, huh?
But, hey, admit to it.
Admit to what? - That you dead.
That one of them white folks out there kill you and you a hank now.
So you listening to this?
Woman, this man showed me kindness.
Employed me. Grabbed me out the field.
Now he say his brother been killed. The man needs comfort.
Now you filling up his mind with that old Louisiana
buy you bullshit you on.
Now, now, we out here playing games, telling ghost stories,
in place of doing what we ought to do.
Now, what is it we supposed to be doing?
Being kind to one another.
And being polite. Now, we is one people,
and we shouldn't go in barging into other folks' places uninvited, so...
We been in and out of here all day. We ain't never need a invite, then.
Yeah, some of them ain't adding up.
Shit, Stack was my ride up there. I'm supposed to walk back?
I ain't my problem.
Well, it be your own people.
Now, I thought you was better than that. But you just like the white man.
Can I at least get my money? - Oh, you did, since you banged him, job.
Now you want to get paid for what you ain't did?
Ain't nobody talking to you, you old drunk. Shut your mouth.
You shut the fuck up. - Don't give me shit, Smoke. Don't give me nothing.
Careful.
Smoke! Smoke! Smoke!
Smoke! Smoke!
What the fuck? What the fuck?
Did he get you? - Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.
Hey. Hey.
Yo, it's Mary-Tane.
No. - I think I shot myself.
I don't know.
There's someone in there.
Smoke. - Smoke! Smoke.
Go on, hey. Open up this door. Let me on outta here.
Stay.
You mean there's you? - Nah, fool. It's Jim Crow.
Nigga, of course it's me. Open the door. - Stay.
How? How you feeling?
Well, you lost a lot of blood.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
It was scary, and I'm doing much better now.
I swear on Mama grave. - I thought you said he was dead.
He was. I checked his pulse.
Then what the fuck is he doing talking to us? Look, this is good, right?
You mean people pay?
Smoke.
That ain't your brother. - Smoke, what that bitch out there talking about?
You gonna let her get in between us again? What we been through?
German trenches, nigga. Chicago gangways.
All right. Y'all niggas gonna pay for this shit.
Locking that pimp in the closet. Huh? Open the door, Smoke!
Let me the fuck out, or I swear for God, I'ma lay all you sons of bitches down.
What about me? - What's going on?
Smoke.
Come on, man. Open the door. It's me. You know I don't like this shit, man.
Please, Smoke, let me out of this room. Come on, please.
Hey, give me the key.
The stack.
Stop it! Get it!
Hey, hey!
Oh, what's in the jar?
Bigger garlic.
These ain't hates.
They're vampires.
Bo's out there. We gotta go get him.
I'm the one who sent him out there. - He can't let you do that.
He needs my help. - Don't know how to handle himself.
Probably got in that car and got some place safe.
Y'all ain't gonna keep me from my husband.
Grace, we trying to keep you alive right now.
We just gotta hold up till sunrise, okay?
Now we need...
garlic...
wood...
silver... and holy water.
She might not kill him, but it'll slow him down.
How could it move and sound like snack?
If it ain't snack. - I only ever heard stories.
I ain't never come across them myself. - What stories you heard?
How hates work. They switch places with the soul of a man.
But vampires is different.
Maybe the worst kind.
The soul gets stuck in the body. Can't rejoin the ancestors.
Hurts to live here with all this hate.
Can't even feel the warmth of a sunrise.
Okay, then. Can we bring him back?
Man, if I kill the ones that made him this way... - Smoke.
They have a connection, but they live on.
Even if the one that made them is killed.
The best thing we can do for him is free his spirit from this curse.
They gotta be killed, one by one. - How the hell do we do that?
Sunlight...
that wouldn't stake to the heart.
What the hell, Annie?
I kept that boy safe all these years.
All over this world.
What a night.
It was because of me. My daddy told me.
He said the devil was coming on the count of my musics.
You know how that gal once vampire?
He light-skinned it, too. That gal bit me everywhere but my neck.
Then... Sunlight...
you don't worry about a thing, you know?
The devil done came for me plenty of times. If you come knocking tonight...
you're gonna have to go through his old friend Delta Slam before he get to you.
They go for everybody in here.
If I get bit by one of them...
promise me right now that you'll free me until I turn.
What you waiting for, you?
I got somebody on the other side waiting for me.
They waiting on you, too.
You understand?
Hey, look away. I don't care about what that shit say.
I'm gonna make sure you get on the whole site. - Sandy! Smoke!
Who did this? Was it Stag or Mary?
No. They ran straight out. You sold them. - Well, who bit him then?
We gotta get him out before he wakes up.
Come on. - You don't hear that?
They playing music. ♪ Hey, hey. ♪
Let's get back inside. Come on.
♪ One, two, three, four, five. ♪
♪ While in the merry month of May, ♪ ♪ now from me home, ♪
♪ I started Left, the girls of ♪ ♪ Tuam were nearly broken-hearted ♪
♪ Saluted father dear, ♪ ♪ kissed me darling mother ♪
♪ Drank a pint of beer, me ♪ ♪ grief and tears to smother ♪
♪ Then off to reap the corn, ♪ ♪ and leave where I was born ♪
♪ Cut a stout, black thorn to ♪ ♪ banish ghosts and goblins ♪
♪ A brand-new pair of brogues ♪ ♪ to rattle over the bogs ♪
♪ And frighten all the dogs ♪ ♪ on the rocky road to Dublin ♪
♪ Hunt the hare, and turn ♪ ♪ her down the rocky road ♪
♪ And all the ways to ♪ ♪ Dublin, whack-follol-de-dah ♪
♪ In Mullingar that night, ♪ ♪ I rested limbs so weary ♪
♪ Started by daylight, next ♪ ♪ morning blithe and early ♪
♪ Took a drop of pure to ♪ ♪ keep me heart from shrinking ♪
♪ That's the Paddy's cure ♪ ♪ when'er he's on for drinking ♪
♪ To hear the lassies ♪ ♪ smile, laughing all the while ♪
♪ At me curious style, 'twould ♪ ♪ set your heart a-bubblin' ♪
♪ They asked me was I hired, ♪ ♪ and wages I required to lay ♪
♪ Was almost tired of ♪ ♪ the rocky road to Dublin ♪
We all gonna eat this clover garlic.
I don't much like the taste of it.
Ain't no one saying you gotta like it.
We just gotta figure out if any of us left, it's one of them.
You ain't getting none of the pickle ones?
This is ridiculous.
Smoke, put the gun down. - Shut up. Eat or I'll shoot.
Put the gun down. Smoke, she ain't no damn vampire. - How the hell you know that?
Just eat the damn garlic, girl.
Smoke. - Try and keep you alive, boy. You ain't the question, man.
You evil man.
No wonder the devil come first.
Slim, what's going on, man?
Slim?
What's going on, Slim?
I drank too much.
I'm goddamn being from Chicago.
I'm a nerd, so fucked up, Smoke.
I'm fine.
See? - You sure that was blood?
Hey, Smoke, let me in, man.
Look at here. - Smoke, Smoke, let me in.
Smoke, I swear I paid my time, man. That's what this about.
Smoke, come on. Whatever you need, man.
Smoke, some weird shit.
I know you hear me, Smoke. Come on, man.
Whoa, what the fuck?
What? - Help!
Help me! - That's all right, baby.
When I saw it, I got the clock started. Let's go.
Come on, Grace.
He's doing it. - What, you talking about that?
I don't want to buy cornbread. If you're just a little hungry, that's all.
Let's go.
Come on.
Come on and go. I got the car warmed up.
Or...
you let me back in there,
I'll come in and we can grab our things and hit home.
Don't listen to him, Grace. We're gonna find a way out of this, I promise.
I am. Your way out.
This world already left you for dead.
Won't let you build.
Won't let you fellowship. We will do just that.
Together.
Forever. - It's better this way, baby.
So why don't you go ahead and invite us in.
You should listen to him, Grace, or listen to me.
Because I know everything he knows now,
and I want you to let us in there.
Or we're gonna go to the grocery store, we're gonna pay little Lisa a visit.
No, no, no, you fucking dare!
Oh, yeah, Grace, I know everything now.
Je sais meme comment tuaimes
qu'on te leche.
Je te promets de ne pas mordre trop fort.
This can't be real.
You're the devil. s you?
Sammy!
You're the one I came for. I sensed you.
I want to see my people again. I'm trapped here.
But your gifts can bring them to me.
Y'all give them to me now. Just give me a little, Sammy. We'll let y'all live.
I'm gonna tell you something. You're a goddamn hell of a...
You can't have him. He belongs to us. He belongs with us.
And I ain't gonna let that happen. You can't save him.
Smoke no more than you could save your brother.
You ain't safe here.
No matter how many guns or how much money,
they gonna take it from you when they want.
You built something here tonight,
and it was beautiful that it was built on a lie.
Hogwarts, he's the grand dragon of the Ku Klux Klan.
That's his motherfucking nephew.
Today was always gonna kill you. I just happened to show up at the right place
at the right time. - You telling the truth, Smoke?
I can see his memories. - Smoke, that ain't your brother.
This wasn't no juke drawing. No clue.
This is a slaughterhouse.
It's a goddamn killing floor. - But what Uncle Hogwarts don't know
is we gonna start ourselves a new Klan based on love.
Now that we got numbers, we'll probably go to that old bigot
and rectify him, too. - Why can't y'all just go?
Because we're not leaving without y'all.
We family. Ain't that right?
I know it sounds crazy, but after we kill y'all,
we're gonna have heaven right here on Earth.
Oh.
Hi there.
Come on. Welcome.
Hey, hey, hey. Look at me.
Let me tell you something. Let me tell you goddamn something, nigga.
The stag I know, ain't fellowshiping with no goddamn devil.
Fuck you, nigga, it is me, Elias Moore.
And I'm talking to my big brother right now,
Slamshama Connelly, asked you to shut the fuck up.
Who's never gonna be freedom?
We been running around everywhere looking for freedom.
You know Dan will. He's never gonna find you.
Until this.
This is the way. Together.
Forever.
And I ain't doing this shit without you.
This is no me without you.
What's it gonna be?
No. No, no.
Closing the door. No, man.
No vision.
He said he was gonna take our daughter.
You can't believe him. He was just trying to get you to let him in.
He ain't threatening your children. - He just gotta stay through the night.
And what? Let him kill my family,
kill the whole town, turn everybody to monsters.
That white devil spoke of Chinese. He got him both his mind.
We gotta stop him, Smoke. We gotta get him before they get away.
Where's your slow down? Give me your second to think.
What? Ain't you a soldier?
Yeah.
Didn't you just shoot two men for touching your truck?
They killed your brother.
Made Stack one of them, my beau.
Said they was gonna kill Lisa.
If now ain't go time, then I don't know what is.
We're supposed to wait the night while they take more of our loved ones?
Make them demons? - You don't look like they leaving, Grayson.
Oh, shut your drunk ass up, Slim. - I ain't drunk right now.
You need to watch your mouth, Mormon.
What you doing? Stop that. Come on.
No. - Y'all hear that?
It's the song they will sing.
♪ Listen, you know ♪ ♪ I'll pick for I'll be clean. ♪
♪ And I'll be satisfied. ♪
♪ Having a family. ♪
♪ Letting that J-Burland. ♪
♪ When I pick for I'll be clean. ♪
♪ For I'll be clean. ♪
♪ Pick for I'll be clean. ♪
Oh, didn't that J-Burland.
♪ When I pick for I'll be clean. ♪ No, no, no.
♪ Please, never leave. ♪ Calm down.
♪ We gotta pick for I'll be clean. ♪
Let it go. - Calm down.
♪ We gotta think. ♪ ♪ We gotta think. ♪
Okay? Let's get up.
Come on. We're good. We're good.
Come on in, you motherfucker. What the hell you doing?
No! - God damn it.
Oh, my fucking shit. You should've been a little bit of a motherfucker.
I told you, I'm not a damn mountain. - Hey, hey, come on in.
We gotta get ready. Come on.
Don't panic.
Focus, y'all.
You mother...
What the fuck? They feel the same.
Andy? Andy?
- You fucking understand?
Andy, you!
You're here? Andy, you! You piece of shit! You're here? You're here?
I know you are. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You're here. Andy? Andy? Andy? What's that?
Andy? Andy, what? You mother... Andy!
Hey, Andy! Andy! Andy! No! No!
Don't do it!
No! No!
Not! - It's not in here!
No! No!
- Everything gonna be all right now.
No! No!
No, no, no, no.
Roger.
You promised me.
I'll see you soon.
Who are you?
Eddie! - No! No!
No! - Let's go.
Let's go. Come on.
Smoke. We gotta get the boy at the back, so he's not here.
Come on. Come on.
Let's go. - I'm out.
I'm out, too. Sam, let's go.
Sam. Come on.
Let's go. Let's go.
Go, Sam. - All right.
It's still nasty.
I want some of this.
Last call. You're up to sleep.
Get out of there. Get out of there.
Sammy.
No.
Go, leave. Go, leave.
Go. Go.
Keep running. Make it to sunrise.
Hey, it all worked out.
Where you going to kill Andy? What the fuck is wrong with you, man?
I want your stories.
And I want your songs.
And you won't have mine.
Our Father, with art in heaven, hello would be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done.
Art as it is in heaven.
Give us the day our daily bread.
And forgive us our sins.
As we forgive all of them trans-biscuits.
The many of us want intention.
But it is for me.
Amen.
Long ago, the man who stole my Father's land
forced these words upon us.
I hated those men, but the words still bring me comfort.
Hey, hey, stay your ass down. - Oh, boy.
Those men lie to themselves, then lie to hers.
They told stories of a god above and a devil below,
and lies of a dominion of man over beast and earth.
Sorry I couldn't keep you safe.
Don't be sorry. You always be.
We are earth and beast, thank God.
We are woman and man.
We are connected, you and I, to everything.
You will taste the sweet pain of death.
We will make beautiful music together.
Listen.
Go home.
I'm buried in that fucking guitar.
I can't.
It's Charlie Pence.
What?
What you told you today?
What's that?
You said y'all wanted off.
My hands on, bitch.
That's our daddy guitar.
Come on.
Be strong, Kim.
Kim?
I got some duds to hand on.
Be strong.
And if we see you or any one of your Klan buddies
cross our property line,
we gonna kill them right where they stand.
Klan don't exist no more.
The Coon hunt is for bosses. Let's skin their niggers.
Stop it. Get up to the left, you rabbit.
Take your point and left.
Club Duke, huh?
Grand opening and grand closing.
Let's do it. Open it up.
Sammy!
Come, son.
Door's locked. - Try the front.
Drop the guitar, Samuel.
This one is too.
Where the hell is that cover?
Kill these black bears!
Grant! Grant! Damn it, Grant!
Drop the guitar, Samuel. Put it down in the name of God!
You tell them.
My heart.
My voice.
My soul.
Belongeth to the Lord.
You got a cigarette? - You got a hell, nigga.
Elijah, you put that cigarette, you can hold her.
I don't want any of that smoke to get on her.
Hey, listen.
I got money, huh?
Pablo here.
Chicago, Illinois 16 octobre, 1992
Hey, boss. I got two out there.
I told them we closed, but they offered a couple hundred bucks. - You OK with you?
That don't bother me, no.
Come on in.
Vampires is different. Maybe the worst kind.
But they live on, even if the one that made them is killed.
They got to be killed, one by one.
I'll have whatever the old man had.
Oh. I guess I was one person he just couldn't kill.
He made me promise to stay away from you, that you live out your life.
Won't be long for you, huh?
I could make it so you could stick around. Keep touring.
Keep living.
No pain.
I think I've seen enough of this place. Hmm.
You know, we got every single one of your records.
I don't like that electric shit as much as the real.
Yeah. I miss the real.
The chords from back then sound like a pile of dog shit.
How about us, Sammy?
You still got the real, ain't you?
Traveling.
I don't know why the hell I'm out here.
Traveling.
I don't know why in the hell I'm here.
Because the woman I'm loving, you know she really,
she really don't care.
Take care, little Sammy.
You know something?
Maybe once a week, I wake up paralyzed,
reliving that night.
But before the sun went down, I think that was the best day
of my life.
Was it like that for you?
No doubt about it.
Last time I see my brother, I love you.
Last time I seen the sun, just for a few hours, it was free.
It's not so far away.
In all my life, I've been waiting for a day like this.
So I'll live like it's the last time, for a long time,
at the wrong time, where's the right time?
Is it my chance?
And if I'm dreaming, then please, no, wake me up.
Don't forgive me.
And let me see the donut.
Yeah.
It's not so far away.
In all my life, I've been waiting for a day like this.
So I'll live like it's the last time, for a long time,
at the wrong time, where's the right time?
Is it my time?
It's my time. Yeah.
And if I'm dreaming, then please, no, wake me up.
Oh, yeah. Got so many scars.
T-t-turn me up, five. Tried to so many miles, seen so much shit.
That's it.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
And I'm not scared of werewolves,
vampires, but man, I always grew sleep.
And I dreamed that I could let my people free.
Tell me, did I dig myself a deep or who?
Did I sell my soul a rock and roll?
Daddy told me everything, that be glitter ain't gold.
Tell me, how am I gonna write my roams? I'd rather write my songs.
Excuse me, mouse, I think it confused.
I was promised for the acres and mules. Damn, I feel like a fool.
Forget the rules. What the fine prince say?
My great, great granddaddy probably turning his grave.
And they knew I wasn't slave to the same.
Go tell him I ain't afraid of ghosts, vampires, whips,
and chains, crazy contracts, niches, and names.
Shit, it all be the same. Money, sex, cigarettes, cell phone.
We X cocaine to the brain. Stay afloat, maintain.
So much came with the weapon and fame.
A driver, young humble nigga, insane.
Devil riding his back like the tires on the new Cadillac.
And I waited my turn for this.
I lived and I earned for this.
Oh, how I stayed now.
Walked so many miles, so many miles, so many miles.
Scared of werewolves, vampires, but man, I always will see.
When I dream that I could set my people free.
I'm sad like that I could set my people free.
Oh, I'm scared of werewolves, vampires, but man, I always will see.
And when I dream that I could set my people free.
Oh, I'm afraid I'm sorry that I could set my people free.
Oh, I could set my people free.
If I could set my people free.
Oh, I don't see vampires, monsters, demons.
You're so bad, so bad, so bad, so bad, baby.
I can't help but love so hard.
I love so hard.
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine, yeah, we'll let it shine.
Everywhere I go, I'm gonna let it shine.
I'm gonna let it shine.