Dance with the Devil (2024)

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I'll take my crown now

These voices in my head

I'm telling you to bow down

You don't got control no,

so bow down

I don't give you control no,

so bown down

I'll take my crown now

These voices in my head

I'm telling you to bow down

You don't got control

so bow down

I don't give you control no

so bow down

Bow down

You got to tell them to

bow down

If you don't match up with

the word then you got to tell it

to bow down

You got to cry out, you got

to tell it to bow down

Voices in my head telling me

that I won't make it

but I like a challenge,

so I just keep going trusting the Lord,

the more that I know, the more that

I grow, the more that I show the devil

that he's on the bottom of my soul,

the time is now

and I ain't going nowhere

when good comes around

I tell it bow down, down, down

[Girl] Good morning, Mr. Gilmore!

Good morning! How you doing?

[woman] Hey, Mr. Girlmore!

Hey! I see you over there.

How you doing?

Alright. (laughs)

Hey, Mr. Gilmore!

- Hey, Lisa. How you doing?

- Good.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure. Hope I can answer it.

Now, why you always walking

when you have a perfectly good car?

(laughs)

Well, Lisa, you know what? I like walking.

It's good exercise.

And I realize, Lisa,

you know, I'm not as young as I used to

be, and I got to stay in shape somehow.

Right?

- Yeah.

- So, hey.

- You should walk with me.

- Oh,

it's too hot.

- (laughs)

- See there!

- Mess up my hair.

We can't do that.

Alright, well, you have a good one,

Mr. Gilmore.

- You too, Lisa.

- Have a nice day.

I'll see you.

Hey, Mr. Gilmore!

How you doing?

Hey, Ms. Darlene. How you doing?

I'm good.

Come here for a minute.

You all right this morning?

- Now, Mr. Gilmore,

- [Mr. Gilmore] Uhuh?

You do know you can read that

newspaper from your phone app now, right?

Wait a minute, Ms. Darlene, now.

Now, you talking about this phone

right here?

I don't think so.

- Ou, (laughs)

Yeah, probably not.

- (both laugh)

Aye, aye look babe,

I'm just happy having this one, you know?

- [Darlene] I get it.

Hey, Ms. Darlene?

Now, you know, I'm a bachelor,

and I live in this house all by myself.

Here we go.

But I'm just saying, Mr. Darlene,

I can't cook.

I've got a lot of skill but, cooking

ain't one of them.

When you going to bring me some of them

famous Oxtails I've been hearing about?

You know?

You know what, Mr. Gilmore, this

is the second time

you done asked about these Oxtails.

- It's gone be a third time.

- (laughs)

You know what?

I'm gonna make you some oxtails. Okay?

Real soon.

I promise.

Now, just because I'm making you

these Oxtails, don't think

you gone get no other kind of tale.

Just saying.

- Now Ms. Darlene, come on!

- I'm just saying!

I promise.

I'll be the perfect gentleman.

- And I'm going to hold you to that.

- Alright.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, all right, now, Mr. Gilmore,

I'ma be seeing you.

- Have a good day, Mr. Gilmore.

- Take care, Ms. Darlene.

[Mr. Gilmore] Mm.

[Mr. Gilmore] Mm.

[Hip Hop music]

Yo!

What's up with you girl?

- Nothing.

- What's your name?

I'm not going to tell you my name.

Why not?

You are a stranger.

You might try to sex traffic

me or something.

What? I ain't even one them

type of dudes,

man, come on now. Sex, maybe.

But sex trafficking? What type of

weird sh*t is that, girl?

All I'm saying is you in your car,

and I'm out here.

If you want to talk to me,

you need to come over here and talk to me.

Now you know, that ain't a

f*cking problem girl.

Not at all.

So what's up with you?

- What's your name?

- Trez

What's your name?

Run me everything you've

got in your pockets

now before I sh**t your a*s

out here.

Man put that little baby a*s

p*stol up. You ain't

about to do sh*t with that

m*therf*cker, girl,

quit play in.

n*gga you heard what the f*ck

she said.

Come on.

Wallet, phone, keys, all that. Run it.

Hurry up, n*gga.

Thank you.

Thank you.

This too.

Now strip.

You got me f*cked up, man.

I ain't about to do sh*t, dog.

Y'all can get the f*ck on. I ga-

n*gga, you can either strip out here,

or die out here.

Yeah.

Ou, he stripping.

Drop em.

Drop em!

[dramatic music]

Damn!

That's a big m*therf*cker.

I got one just like it at the crib,

don't I bae?

And do. I mean, how

you just sit on the toilet and it

don't touch the water? (laughs)

- Shut the f*ck up.

- f*ck all that.

Get your pale a*s out of here.

Before I sh**t yo dumb a*s.

Get the f*ck on man, go!

Come on.

Praise the Lord, everybody.

Praise the Lord,

everyone. Come on, stand to your feet,

and give God praise.

If you excited about what God is doing?

I know I am.

Listen, every day I want Him

to use me.

Come on, everybody hey

Your son

Simple song to sing

Any way you bless me Lord

I'll be satisfied

Any way you bless me Lord

I'll be satisfied

Any way you bless me Lord

I'll be satisfied

Say I'll be

I'll be

I'll be satisfied

Listen, Lord use me

any way you please

And take my life

as a living sacrifice

Lord I wanna be

what you created

me to be

I want to go to the masses and

compel them to come to the

Just say use me

Use me oh my Lord, I'll be satisfied

Say use me

Use me Lord, I'll be satisfied

Use me Lord, I'll be satisfied

Just use me

Use me Lord, I'll be satisfied

Say use me

Use me

On my job I said use me

Use me

In my home I said use me

Use me

Even at the bank said use me

Oh Lord I said use me

Every day said use me

Use me

Everyday use me use me

I need

Hey y'all use me

I will be, I'll be satisfied

Lord say use me, use me Lord

I will be, I'll be satisfied

Use me Lord, I'll be satisfied

Say use me, use me

Oh don't care how you use me

use me

Make me a moment use me,

use me

Do what you will say use me

Hey Lord, use me

Break me down and build me up

Break me down and build me up

Lord use me

I will be, I'll be satisfied

Say use me Lord, use me Lord

I'll be, I'll be satisfied

I will be

I'll be satisfied

Hey! Amen, amen!

[crowd cheering]

Use me Lord, I'll be satisfied

Woah!

Thank you, Elder Deon.

The David Whitfield Production Choir

Give it up, amen.

Keep the praise going.

Use me, Lord, I'll be satisfied.

Who's satisfied with being used?

I am if it's by the Lord, amen?

[crowd cheers]

Use me, Lord, I'll be satisfied. Amen?

- [crowd] Amen!

- Amen.

Thank you so much again

for that wonderful song of praise.

I'd like everybody to take their

seats as quickly as you can.

I don't want to keep you here longer

than, I'd like to get right into the word.

But first, first

I'd like to take this moment

to honor my lovely wife,

the first lady, Annette.

Amen.

[crowd cheers]

And our son, Chris.

Amen.

[crowd cheers]

Now, those of you

who have your word with me, please

turn to one of my favorite passages,

the 91st Pslam.

Amen.

And it reads

He that dwelleth in a secret place,

shall dwell in the shadow of the Almighty.

Of the Lord

I will say He is my refuge

and my shelters,

my God in Him,

will I trust.

[crowd cheers]

I'm gone tell y'all why

I love this passage of Scripture.

Because it reminds us

that we don't have to live in fear.

God is always protecting us

and he's always keeping us safe.

Now, if we look at verse four,

it says, He will cover the

with his feathers. Under his wings

shall you trust.

(stammers)

A little further down, in verse

seven, reads, A thousand.

Shall fall by thy side.

10,000, shall fall by your right hand.

But none shall come close to you.

[crowd cheers]

All right, now, I thought I was

gone have to repeat myself.

Church folk don't know when to shout.

It says, none

- [crowd] None.

- shall come close to you.

No near misses, no grazes,

none shall come close to you.

How many of us give God praise

and thank Him for that type of protection?

[crowd cheers]

Hallelujah to God.

No matter what

situation you may find yourself

in, God is a keeper.

He will keep you safe from anything

the enemy

tries to bring your way.

Amen?

Protects us, keeps us,

He is our Father, covering us.

[crowd cheers]

Glory to God.

Hallelujah. No near misses.

None shall come close to you.

[crowd cheers]

Protection

saith the Lord.

[Pastor Mitchell] Chris.

Yes, sir.

Come here for a minute, son.

Is something bothering you, son?

Naw, I'm good.

You sure?

Cause you seem like you got some things

you want to get off your chest.

I said I'm good.

Boy, you watch your tone with me,

I am still your father.

Sorry, Dad.

Now,

is this about your sister?

So if you know, then what

you asking me for?

I just told you to mind your tone

with me in this house.

Hey Ma!

- Hey, Chris.

- [Chris] Hey.

Dad.

What the hell are you doing here?

Look, I just came and get a few of

my things, and then I'm gone. All right?

You're not about to be running

in and out my house when you feel like it.

Now you get all your things and you leave

my keys on the table on the way out.

- Dwayne, please calm down.

- Knowing that

I don't need to calm down.

We did not raise our daughter

to be a weed head,

running around in

the street with gangsters.

- Especially not...

- Especially what?

Especially what, Dad?

Especially g*y ones?

You said it so I didn't have to.

Dwayne, you're doing too much.

No, honey, look, if this is how she wants

to live her life, that's fine.

It's between her and God.

But she's not about to do it in my house.

Dad, you tripping.

Oh I'm tripping, son?

Well, you can leave right along

with her!

- [Annette] No!

- Hey Bae.

You good?

- Yeah, I'm good.

And I thought I told you not to ever have

this, thugged out,

boy-girl, back in my house ever again.

And you?

How dare you come into my house

asking her if she's good.

How you gone protect her from me?

That is my child.

See nah, that's my woman.

And since you put her out,

she not your problem

no more. I got her.

Oh, so you got her?

Yeah, I got her.

Well, since you've got her,

why don't her and both y'all

get the hell

out of my house

and don't come back.

- Gladly.

No, no, no, no.

Stop this! Y'all stop it!

Nah mom, tell him to stop!

- Oh no, she don't tell me nothing around here!

- Dwayne!

Don't Dwayne me.

Wait!

Boy, like I said, you can go right

along with her.

- Stop!

- Don't Dwayne me, Annette, they can go!

- Go! It is time!

- Chris, wait! Wait!

- I'm out then!

- Out! Bye!

Chris, what are you doing?

I want to go with you, I'm

sick of this sh*t.

Nah Chris, It's too dangerous.

I can handle myself.

Hey, y'all figure it the f*ck out,

because I'm about to pull off

before I have to smoke this

old a*s n*gga.

I'm going with you.

Chris.

Chris!

(grunts)

Ou!

Ms. Darlene!

Those are some of the best tasting

Oxtail I've had in a long time.

As a matter of fact, last time

I had some this good, my mother made them.

- Oh really?

- Mhm!

Okay, well,

I will take that as a compliment.

As you should. My mother

could cook, now.

So, uh, where is Mrs. Gilmore?

Mrs. Gilmore? Well, you know what?

I never got married.

I mean, I had a lot of girlfriends,

you know,

but I just never settled down.

Ah. I see, I see.

You was one of them old

player players from the Himalayas.

- Player player! (laughs)

Listen, I know I'm

old, but do you have to say things

that make me sound old?

I'm just calling it like I see it.

But look, I was just young,

had some money at the

time, you know?

And I just didn't think my lifestyle

would fit into married life, you know?

I see.

I see.

Well, what did you do for a living?

Well, hold on.

[phone rings]

Oh, let me take this.

Hello?

Hey, sweetie.

I'm all right.

Yes, I ate.

Listen, my friend, Ms. Darlene,

she brought me over some Oxtails,

some Greens, macaroni and cheese

and cornbread, mhm.

Don't worry about who she is.

Look, you're making me be

rude to my company now.

I'll call you later.

Okay? Bye.

Sorry. That was my daughter,

who think she my momma.

(laughs) I understand that.

How many children do you have?

I got two.

A boy and a girl.

My daughter, she stays out in Troy.

And my son,

he's incarcerated.

- Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that.

- That's okay.

My daddy told me a long time ago,

hard head makes a soft a*s.

But nothing 20 years in prison won't fix.

So what about you?

You got any kids?

I do.

I do.

I have three children.

Two girls, one boy.

- [Mr. Gilmore] Oh, okay.

They're all grown.

- [Mr. Gilmore] Yeah.

And I was married.

My husband died, COVID

Three years ago.

I'm sorry for your loss.

You know what?

Thank you.

I'm-I'm still healing,

but I'm doing much better.

Tell you what, let's make a deal.

You keep the oxtails coming over here,

and I'll take care of anything

that you might need. Everything.

See? See, that's that old player charm

I'm talking about right there.

You know, old habits die hard now.

But I'm serious,

I'll take care of whatever you need. Okay?

I'd like that.

[hip hop music]

Jason?

Yeah that's me, what's up?

Okay.

What up doe? Where the Xbox?

First things first,

where the money at?

(chuckles)

Relax, bro.

My bad,

I'm a little on edge

because I never sold nothing on

market marketplace before.

You can relax, man.

I'm good people.

Okay, for sure.

Let me pop it out the trunk.

Actually, you can leave it in there.

Oh sh*t.

And tell your b*tch

to get out the car too, n*gga.

Unless she trying to come with me

and my girl to have a threesome

or something.

[Jason's girl] What?

Run them pockets, my boy.

Hurry the f*ck up. Hurry up.

Give me all this sh*t.

Pick it up. Pick it up. Hurry up.

Yeah, get that bag.

I'm in a good mood today.

Usually I'll make them strip.

I'm gonna let you

get the f*ck out of here.

Y'all look back, I'm sh**ting

both y'all dumb asses.

Man, them broke a*s n*gg*s ain't

have nothing but $200

and this fake a*s Louis purse.

f*ck, man!

We might as well give this to

your brother. Yo Chris!

Come here real quick,

I got something for you.

What is it?

Take it little, n*gga.

Aye, watch how you talking

to my brother.

He just standing there and sh*t.

Thank you?

Thanks.

- That little n*gga weird as hell.

- You gone

stop talking about my brother.

Look, we need to hit a lick lick.

Yeah, for real. Otherwise,

we both gone have

to get some jobs around here.

Job? sh*t who?

[Meka] You.

If I get a job,

it's going to be to figure out

how to rob that m*therf*cker.

Yeah yeah, whatever.

[g*ns sh**ting]

[door knocking]

You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Look, Chris,

I appreciate you standing up to

dad for me and everything,

but you got to go back home.

This ain't no environment for you.

But I don't want to go back home.

And I definitely don't

want to go back to that stupid church.

Chris,

I'm tired of all the rules,

all the judgement,

and all the fake people.

To me, y'all are free.

Y'all do what y'all want,

you make your own rules,

and I want to be free just like y'all.

It's other ways to be free, Chris.

Trust me on that.

But I want to be free like y'all.

Chris,

I want to go on a job with y'all

A job?

Yeah, a job.

A lick?

- (laughs)

- Or whatever y'all call it.

Boy bye. You are not built for the

street life.

Plus, if anything happens to

you while you with me,

daddy gone k*ll us both.

Man, f*ck dad.

Woah, church boy.

You cussing, cussing now, huh?

Hey, don't call me that

because I ain't no church boy.

Oh, don't call me that,

I ain't no church boy.

Whatever,

church boy.

Look, just ignore her.

But seriously, Chris, it's crazy

out there, and I can't jeopardize

your safety like that.

Look,

either y'all take me with y'all,

so you can teach me the right way,

or I'll take my chances

and figure it out on my own.

What's up with this fool man?

I know, I ain't talk to this

m*therf*cker all day.

- Rip!

- Me either.

It's hotter than a m*therf*cker

out here.

Banging on my door like you

the police, n*gga.

Got your attention, didn't it?

Coming out this b*tch fresh as

hell. What's up?

Yeah!

What's the deal? What up doe?

Ain't sh*t.

What you into?

Robbed this n*gga earlier for

a couple dollars.

You still doing that sh*t?

Man look, f*ck with this sh*t.

Me and P on this sh*t.

That's about three bands right there.

You see them crystals in that

sh*t?

That pill sh*t smooth and all,

but I like the rush of the stick

up, g*ng.

Rush?

Rose. Yeah, they got a rush.

Yeah n*gga, the rush!

- What rush?

- Ain't nothing like seeing the fear

on people's faces when I up

blick on them,

Knowing I got the power of life and death,

I be feeling like God, n*gga.

Man, such your dumb a*s up fool,

talking about you feel like God.

God rich.

That little money you got

ain't hitting on sh*t.

Hey, you ain't lying.

You need to rob some old people,

though.

That's the move.

What type of sick, twisted a*s n*gga

is you, bro?

n*gga, that sh*t an easy a*s lick.

Look, old people always got

cash on them.

They always got jewelry,

they don't use none of them

Cashapps we use,

all that sh*t.

They be, tums, m*therf*ckers

watching MASH all night.

Run in there while they

watching that sh*t.

m*therf*cking stool softener,

they be f*cked up in the crib

and you can take all they sh*t.

You good!

sh*t green.

Think about it, dog.

I ain't ever thought about that.

[PJ] What's there to think about it?

You know what?

Y'all a*s going to f*ck around

and catch m*rder one,

from giving they old

asses a heart attack.

- Don't listen to this n*gga.

- No faking.

- Don't listen to this n*gga.

- You know what?

I got one better for both of y'all though.

You want to hear it?

We about to roll, because

y'all tripping.

- Man lets hit the store.

- Let's go bro. I'm out.

- Alright man, get with me.

- Aye, bump what he talking about,

get on that sh*t.

Think about it.

I see you thinking about it right now.

What them fools want?

And why are you sitting here

with this look on your face?

Cause,

I think I just found our next lick.

Okay well, tell me

about it when I come back.

I got to go hit my mom's real quick.

(chokes) Hold on.

You must want your pops to

cuss your a*s out again.

I ain't gonna be there to protect you

this time.

Whatever I'll see you

when I get back.

Whatever.

Bring me some Funyuns.

[doorbell]

- Hey Ma.

- Hey, baby.

You sure it's okay for me to be here?

Yes, babe, this is my house, too.

Plus,

your father is at the church

so he'll be gone for a while.

Typical.

Come on.

So what's up?

Meka, listen,

I know you and your father bump heads,

but it is

because you all are so much alike.

Headstrong and stubborn.

Yeah, that's true.

And although

he can be

heavy handed with you at times,

he's right.

We didn't raise you to be in the streets.

I know you didn't, Ma.

Okay, so what is it?

What are you looking for out there?

Honestly, it's exciting.

Exciting?

Yeah! It's a whole world out there

that I knew nothing about,

and that's exciting.

So risking

your freedom in your life is exciting?

Look Mom,

I don't expect you to understand.

You're so used to conforming, and

fitting in the box and doing what's right.

And I don't want to live my life

like that.

At least not right now, anyways.

Baby,

tomorrow is not promised to any of us.

Exactly.

So while I'm alive, I'ma enjoy it.

Plus, he don't care no way.

Why would you say that?

Because growing up,

he put the church before everything.

Before me, before Chris,

Ma, he even put the church before you.

Tameka, your dad is a pastor.

What was he supposed to do?

He was supposed to be my father.

Okay,

look,

I didn't bring you here to argue.

Look, I get it,

Dad had to tend to the church.

He had to do him.

So now I'm doing me.

It's a whole world out there,

and I want to see what's out there.

Baby, that's just it.

There is nothing out there.

Okay, well,

let me find that out for myself.

I'll get tired of how I'm living,

come back to the church,

y'all could throw me a party

and everything.

Call me the prodigal daughter.

(laughs)

Tameka, this is not a joke.

You only get one life.

Now, if you want to gamble yours

away, that's fine,

but now, you have my son

sniffing up behind you.

I don't have him doing nothing.

I told him to come home. He ain't

listening to me.

Of course he's not listening.

He wants to be what he sees.

Look, Chris is almost 18.

If he wants to be out there, there's

nothing

you, me, or nobody else can say to him.

Do you even care what happens to him?

Of course I care what happens to him.

Look,

I'm sorry for yelling,

but I'm just saying,

if Chris wants to be out there,

we can't stop him.

All I can do

is guarantee to look out for him.

And who's going to look out for you?

[phone chimes]

Look, I got to go.

You gotta stop worrying so much, alright?

Come on.

I love you.

I love you too, baby.

[somber music]

(both laugh)

You really said that?

You know I did.

You something else girl.

So Daddy,

who is this new woman that's

been bringing you dinner?

(sighs) Here you go being nosey.

Mhm, I am.

Her name is Darlene.

Okay.

She's my neighbor.

Daddy.

What?

You know you're not supposed to

sh*t where you eat.

Oh girl, please!

Girl please what? You the one

who taught me that.

Okay, you're right.

But I really do like this, Ms. Darlene.

And I also taught

you rules are made to be broken.

Right?

- Mhm.

But she better be treating you right,

because if not, I'ma be offing

that a*s.

Oh, there you go talking like that.

What do you want to do? You want to

end up where your brother's at?

My brother is in jail

because he's stupid.

Me? I'm the smartest kid you got

(both laugh)

You...

Okay.

That's a fact. That's a fact.

You got it. All right.

- Daddy, can I ask you a question?

- Sure.

You have any regrets?

Regrets?

Yes, I do, Jess.

I mean, I hurt a lot of people,

and I believe your brother, and our

relationship, is my karma.

Daddy, I'm not mad at you.

Honestly, I'm just happy

that you're here with me now.

I'm happy to be here.

Did you ask God for forgiveness?

Everyday, Jess,

everyday.

Okay, so if God forgave you, and I

forgive you,

that's all that matters, right?

(laughs) I guess so.

I know so.

(laughs)

Jess, thank you.

For what?

For giving me a chance to make things

right after being gone all this time.

Thank you.

You're welcome, daddy.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Alright, let's stop all this mushy

stuff girl.

Please do.

Hey listen, I feel lucky.

Why don't you take me to the

store so I can play my lottery.

What you playing lottery for and

you already got money?

Because I told you, you forgot?

You never, ever have too much money.

You know what? You right!

Let's go to the store!

Let's go! Let's go, babe.

Hey Corey!

- You alright?

- What's up with you? How you doing?

You alright today?

- I'm good.

- Good! Feel lucky, man.

Any winners for me today, huh?

I got the Lucky Hot 7's for you.

Oh, the Hot 7's? Okay.

[inaudiable]

- sh*t, man.

- sh*t, for real man.

Yes indeed. I'm hungry as hell

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah!

[indistinct chatter]

- Oh it's on you?

- Hell yeah!

- Oh, say less man.

- f*ck it.

- What's good with you, Big C.

- Let's get some woods too!

- What's up dog?

- All right, all right.

Yeah, yeah give me a Dark Leaf.

Alright.

- Two pack or five pack?

- Two pack.

[brooding music]

[indistinct chatter]

Hey Corey,

let me have a couple of Hot 7's, okay?

And um, can you break a hundred

dollar bill for me?

- No problem.

- Okay, my man!

See, that's whyl like coming to you, man.

You take care of me, whew!

Winners, right? (laughs)

Appreciate you.

Grab that for me.

Damn!

Damn baby, what's your name?

Boy, bye!

Man, f*ck this b*tch, man. We out.

Who you calling a b*tch, n*gga?

h*, you better watch your

mouth before we rob yo a*s.

Try it, and your momma gone be putting

together a GoFundMe

for your old dusty a*s.

Fellas.

Is there a problem?

Mind your business, old a*s n*gga.

What's up?

This is my daughter, so this is

my business.

Get this n*gga, man. Aye, aye, aye.

We up.

You lucky, old a*s n*gga.

[dramatic music]

Daddy?

Daddy, come on.

[police officer] Is there a problem

here sir?

Oh! Everything's okay, officer.

Just a couple of young punks.

But you know what?

I was a young punk once.

Good thing you live long enough

to change, right?

Amen to that.

Have a good day, sir.

You too, Officer. Be safe out there.

Thank you.

So, you sure you gonna be okay, Daddy?

(laughs) Come on, baby girl.

Now you know, your daddy

can take care of himself, right?

So I want you to do is, just

go on home.

I'll be fine.

[g*n c*ck]

Man, let's slide on his old a*s right now.

Nah.

We know where we at now.

We'll be back.

Alright, Daddy.

I love you.

- I love you, too, sweetheart.

Okay?

[dramatic music]

[car engine starts]

Dwayne,

what's wrong?

Annette, maybe,

what's right?

I'm a failure.

Why would you say that?

I spent all this time

trying to save everyone else.

Preaching to everyone else.

Counseling everyone else's family,

helping everyone else's kids.

Only to lose my home?

Honey, it's not your fault.

You did the right thing.

You did your best to teach them

what's right,

and that was up to them to practice it.

Or not.

Okay, but maybe it was me.

Maybe I was too hard on them.

Maybe I didn't do enough to shield them

from the scrutiny

and drama of being a preacher's kid.

You know, church folks is messy.

What good is to be a successful pastor,

and a failure as a father?

Baby, you are a wonderful husband

and father.

I am so proud of you.

You've sacrificed so much for us.

At this point,

all we can do is pray for them

and put them in God's hands.

Sometimes God shows us grace.

There's other times,

God allows us to eat for the table

that we have prepared for ourselves.

(sighs)

And God only knows what them children

are out there in the streets doing.

At this point, we have to put our faith

in God.

And what He chooses to do,

that's His business.

[somber music]

[dramatic music]

[sighs]

[door knocks]

Yo, why is you at my crib?

Came to talk to my son.

Get the f*ck off my porch, man.

I'm not leaving without my son.

You do whatever it is

you feel you need to do.

Dad, what are you doing here?

I came to talk to your brother.

Now, look, I know you're a grown woman,

so I can't tell you what to do.

But your brother is a minor,

and he's still my responsibility.

Dad, he don't want to go home.

What part of that don't you understand?

And he is my son.

What part of that don't you understand?

Hey, I really don't appreciate you

bringing all this drama to my crib.

And I really don't care

what you don't appreciate.

Dad?

What are you doing here?

Son, come home.

Your mother and I miss you. We love you.

Dad. I'm not going.

Chris, please go with this man.

- I'm not going nowhere.

- But why, son?

This ain't no place for you.

Listen, Pops, I'm gonna go in the house,

and when I come back out here,

if you still here,

I'm treating you like an intruder.

I'm out here on your porch. I'm not

in your house.

You won't be when twelve get here.

Rip, go inside. I got this.

Now, thank you.

Now, listen, Dad,

if I want to live my life,

how I want to live it,

I should be able to do just that,

and if Chris want to do the same thing,

then I got him.

Babygirl, why would you want your

brother to live a lifestyle

that you know is dangerous?

But dad, I can handle myself. I'm good.

Oh, you good?

Yeah, We good.

Okay.

I see what I need to do.

I will leave the two of you

in God's hands.

Nah, you ain't got to do that.

In fact,

your God, ain't ever done anything

for me

but take you away from us.

You be so, God, this God that

but did you ever stop for one second

and think that maybe God is the reason

we're here in the first place?

Maybe if you spent as much time with us

as you spent with God, we wouldn't

be here right now.

Baby girl, you got to listen.

Look, guys, I'm sorry.

I know the church pulled me away from you,

I did the best that I could

to try to make it up to you.

I tried to make you guys comfortable.

We didn't ask for comfortable, Dad,

we asked for you.

I get it.

So let's go home so I can fix it.

- Nah.

- Guys,

give me a chance to fix this.

- Nah, it's too late for all

- Rip!

That old man.

Now get the f*ck off my porch

before you be talking to God

face to face.

Oh my gosh, Dad!

Mhm, yeah!

I ain't always been no preacher.

See, old me?

I would've blow your head

clean off your shoulders.

Went out to a nice dinner with my family

like it never even happened.

Dad, please stop.

But I'm a changed man now.

So I'ma leave you with your

life and a lesson,

you never pull your weapon until the

moment you're ready to use it.

[g*n c*ck]

And you never judge a book

by its cover.

The next time I see you, it's

on, old man!

Hey! There she is!

How you doing, baby?

I'm good!

Good to see you! Ou, you smell good!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Whew, is she here?

She'll be here in a minute.

Now, wait a minute,

you nervous?

Me? No, of course not.

Mhm.

Okay, well, maybe just a little bit.

Listen, sweetheart, relax.

My daughter is going to love you.

- I hope so.

- She will!

See, here she come now.

Hey, sweetheart.

Hey daddy!

You alright?

I'm good.

Goo to see you. Now, Ms. Darlene,

this is Jessica. Jessica, this is

Ms. Darlene.

You can just call me Darlene, sweetheart.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Darlene.

I've heard a whole lot about you.

What?

Really?

- My daddy really likes you.

- Oh, Jessica!

You do!

It's okay. It's okay.

I really like him, too!

See? She really likes you too,

and I think it's nice!

Embarrassing your dad is not nice!

Stop!

Listen, I'm going to bring dinner

by later, and maybe we can talk more then.

Yeah!

That sounds good babe.

Sounds good

So good to finally meet you, Jessica!

Likewise. See you later.

So, babe?

- (laughs)

- Don't you start, okay?

Don't start!

That was cute.

Yeah, that's my girl.

- I got an idea.

- What's that?

I'm gonna bring my new friend,

Omar, over

and we can have a double date.

Who's Omar?

I just told you Daddy, my new friend.

Well, see you later.

But you-

But you ain't tell me about no new friend.

- Bye daddy!

Jessica!

What you doing, baby?

Nothing.

You good?

Yeah, I'm okay.

You still thinking about what

happened with your pops?

Yeah, I mean, I'm still mad at him,

don't get me wrong,

but as my daddy and I love him.

But he don't love you though!

He put the church before y'all.

And who is your pops, anyway?

That n*gga had that look in

his eyes.

What look?

That k*ller look

Real gangsters know that look.

I don't know.

I mean, I know that he used

to be in the streets,

and I know he got locked up before,

but that's about all I know.

sh*t, I know the rest.

That n*gga was looking like

he was gonna blow my a*s

Now you know

I wasn't going to let that happen to you.

Man, look,

you and your brother are a

whole lot of trouble.

Maybe y'all should just bounce.

Come on, man.

You know I'm riding with you.

Alright, prove it then.

I ain't gotta prove sh*t.

I've been proving it this whole time.

All right, so you remember that lick

I told you about?

Mhm.

It's on the floor tonight.

Okay, so what about it?

Just a old n*gga,

with a lot of money, and a

whole lot of mouth.

Old n*gga?

Just get the tools ready, baby.

What's up y'all?

Hey.

What up doe?

You a whole lot of trouble.

When is you going home?

When he get ready.

I told y'all, I ain't going back there.

Meka, this little n*gga has to go.

I ain't going nowhere.

So whatever y'all got on the floor,

I want in.

- [Meka] Look,

- Hell nah!

He gonna f*ck around and get us all

k*lled.

Look, I'm not gonna keep going back

and forth

and arguing with him about it.

What's the harm in going on one

little lick?

The I'm not gonna take this

lame a*s,

corny a*s, goofball a*s n*gga on

no lick with us!

[hip hop music]

Here, hit this.

No, I'm good.

Man, hit this. It's going to help

you relax.

I said I'm good.

Bae, he said he good.

All I know is, he better not freeze up

when it's time to put the play down.

Look, you gone chill on my brother.

Ms. Darlene, everything is amazing.

Why thank you, Jessica.

So, Omar, what do you do for a living?

I work at GM.

Yep, been there 15 years.

GM? That's good.

So you got good benefits?

Yeah, something like that.

It's a very good job.

My husband retired from the factory

right before he passed.

Oh no, I'm sorry to hear that.

Oh no, no, it's okay.

I'm still healing,

But your dad is making things

a lot easier for me.

Where are we going?

Man, I told you, to hit this old

n*gga.

Old man? Why are we

robbing an old man?

Yeah, I'm with him on this one.

Why are we doing that?

Look, if y'all not with the sh*t,

I'll gladly drop y'all the f*ck off

and pick up PJ and Trey.

Come on, Bae,

you know I'm with you for whatever.

No, Meka I ain't trying to rob

no old people.

I told you this little n*gga

wasn't ready.

Look, you wanted in, so this is in.

We gone go in there, scare

them a little bit,

get what they got and get out.

Easy.

Right?

Easy peasy.

[suspenseful music]

Here, take this.

Don't put your finger on the trigger

until you ready to sh**t.

Chris?

Yeah?

Did you hear what she said?

Yeah, I heard her.

- [Jessica] Daddy!

- I'm just saying, Omar,

my daughter, she is high maintenance.

I am not.

Okay, what other kids do know,

going to middle school,

are wearing Gucci, Fendi,

hair, nails, feet done?

And who made me that way?

Your mama.

Yeah, right!

My Lord! Seems to me like you created

that monster.

Exactly. Thank you.

Well, I'm not worried about it at all.

I don't mind spoiling her.

Just a little bit.

A little bit? You mean a lot?

You see there? You see what

I'm taking about right?

Okay.

Oh sh**t. I forgot dessert.

I baked us a whole cake.

I'm just going to go back home

and grab it.

No, baby, I'll go get it.

Oh no, no. You don't have to do that.

No, I have to.

I'm not going to have you

walk down the street at night by yourself.

Come on.

- Alright. So,

- Alright.

- When you get there, it's right there on the counter.

- Okay.

- Okay?

I'll see you in a minute.

(all laugh)

I just want to tell you, thank you for

taking good care of my daddy.

Oh, it's no problem at all, sweetheart.

Your dad takes good care of me.

[Jessica] Okay.

He takes out my trash,

he comes and

mows my grass for me.

Just last week

he came by, fixed my sink.

I was wondering why that toolbox

was at the door.

So as far as I'm concerned,

which I'll say is is fair exchange,

no robbery.

- Agreed. (laughs)

[doorbell]

That must be my daddy.

He must've left his key.

I'm going to go let him in.

Daddy, you left your keys?

If we weren't here,

you would have been locked out.

You can't be doing that...

- Get the...

- Oh my gosh!

- Get the f*ck back!

Oh my gosh!

Oh my gosh!

[g*n shot]

- (screams)

- Sit your-

Sit the f*ck down.

- Come on!

RIP you ain't have to sh**t him!

Shut the f*ck up, n*gga! Don't

say my name

no got damn more.

Everybody calm down and

do what the f*ck we say

and nobody else gotta get hurt.

All right, where is he?

(stammers)

[RIP] The old n*gga that live here,

that's who.

Where is he?

- He left.

He left? Okay.

We'll wait.

Tie they asses up.

(inaudible)

[tense music]

What's up, old man.

You know what the f*ck it is.

Hey, take it easy, fella,

I don't want no trouble now.

- I'm a f*cking female.

- Ow!

(women scream)

- [Chris] RIP!

- Stop saying my f*cking name!

Y'all, chill out so we can get in and out.

Look, old man,

This is clearly a robbery, his b*tch a*s,

made me turn into a homicide.

But nobody else gotta die, though.

Just give me what I'm looking for.

Look, you came to the wrong house,

I don't have anything for you to rob.

I'm at the right house, old man,

I seen that knot at the store!

Sir, just tell us what you got up in here

so we can get it

and bounce.

Okay.

I've got some money and I've got

jewelry stashed in the upstairs

bedroom.

Now see? Was that so hard?

Come on, baby, let's go check

it out.

You keep an eye on him, and if he move

you sh**t him.

Hey,

Y'all alright?

Listen to me,

Everything is going to be okay.

They're going to go upstairs

and take what they want,

and then they're going to leave right?

Yes, sir.

He that dwelleth in the secret place

of the Most High,

shall abide under the shadows

of the Almighty.

I will say of the Lord, He

is my refuge,

my fortress,

my God.

In Him, will I trust,

(both) surely,

He shall deliver thee

from the snare of the father

and from the noisome pestilence.

He shall cover thee with His feathers

and under His wings shall

thou trust.

His truth shalt be thy shield and buckler.

Thou shalt not be afraid

for the terror by night,

nor for the arrow that flyth by day.

You seem to know that Scripture

very well, son,

do you believe in God?

Yeah.

Heard it in church all my life.

My dad is a pastor.

And Psalm 91 is one of his

favorite scriptures.

Well, boy, if you believe In the Lord,

why the hell you out here

robbing old people?

We're too old for that sh*t.

(both laugh)

f*ck! Yes!

Bae, look, come here.

Hell yeah!

What the f*ck is you doing?

I'm gonna text PJ and Trey.

For what?

So we can take all this sh*t.

We don't need them.

We need to get what we gone

get and get out.

Man, you tripping. We about to

take all this sh*t.

Bet. He said he'll be here in

20 minutes.

20 minutes? We need to be

gone in 20 minutes, RIP!

You bullshitting.

Man, chill out! They not going nowhere.

So what's your name, son?

Come on man, I ain't telling

you my name.

Now k*ll all the talking.

Okay. Okay.

I just want to know who I

was talking to, is all.

My name is Mr. Gilmore.

Chris.

Pleasure to meet you, Chris.

And like I said,

what would make a good church boy

like you start robbing old people?

Look, I'm supposed to be watching you,

not running off at the mouth.

Okay.

My family's just nervous right

now, Chris,

and I'm nervous and talking

just relaxes me, you know?

And plus, I just keep on wondering

what would push a

positive young man,

like yourself, to take such a dark path?

I just can't understand it.

Look,

because I'm tired, okay?

I'm tired of being a good

ol little church boy.

Now, there's your answer.

Now, look, old man,

I don't want to see you get hurt,

so just cooperate

so we can get out of here.

Young man,

God knows your heart

and he still loves you.

And you still have time

to turn your life around

before you do something

you're going to regret.

Man, look

I don't want to hear that sh*t right now.

Just shut up, old man.

But it's the truth.

God has a calling on your life, Chris.

And the devil,

the devil

is trying to make you abort it.

Man, whatever. Just be quiet!

I can see it, Chris.

You don't really want be here doing this.

I could see it in your eyes.

You don't know me. Okay?

Just shut up.

I'll tell you what,

Just hand me the g*n, Chris.

Give me the g*n.

- No.

- Let me pray with you.

Then I'll let you guys go.

Chris, I won't even call the police.

I can't do that.

Yes, you can do it, Chris.

You can do it.

Listen, come get your blessing.

God still loves you, Chris.

This is not the life God

wants for you, Chris.

He wants you have a better life.

You don't want to do this.

You want God's blessing, don't you?

Yeah, I know.

He wants God's blessing.

- (sobs)

Just get it out, get it out.

Get it out.

- I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I know, Chris. I know.

It's going to be all right.

Now-now just clean it up.

Clean... there you go.

It's gone be just fine, Chris.

Wipe it away, Chris.

It's gone be okay.

- Sir?

- Mhm?

Are you still going to let us go?

[g*n c*ck]

No.

[g*n shot]

(women scream)

[g*n shot]

Aht.

I'll k*ll him right now.

- Just give me the g*n, sweetie.

- (gasps)

Alright. Just don't k*ll him.

Just give me the g*n,

and everybody's going to be all right.

Meka, don't give him your f*cking g*n.

What am I supposed to do?

Let him k*ll my brother?

Yeah, that's it.

Now, give me the other one.

That's a good girl.

[g*n shots]

- No!

You f*cking shot him, you b*stard.

You gone pay for this, I swear

to God.

Chris, I'm sorry.

You gone pay for this, I swear.

Untie them.

I ain't doing sh*t!

Oh you ain't gone do sh*t?

Then I'm going to lay your a*s out right

next to Chris

Don't you say his name!

Don't you dare say

his f*cking name!

Chris.

Now what, b*tch?

[Meka] (sobs)

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Now untie them.

[brooding dramatic music]

(sobs)

It's alright. It's okay, baby.

It's okay.

Come here.

Now listen, listen, listen to me!

Listen!

You take Darlene home to her house

okay? And you stay there.

What?

Calm down!

We gotta call the police!

No police. You hear me?

What the f*ck do you mean,

no police?

Darlene, look.

He said no police, so it's no police.

Let's go!

Look, Old Man,

if you know what's good for you,

you'll let us go.

Just let you go, huh?

Just like that?

Yeah, n*gga, (coughs)

Just like that.

You know what?

You should really calm down.

I mean,

you know,

save your strength.

I mean,

you really bleeding out there

a little bit

you know...

- f*ck you, n*gga!

No. f*ck you.

[c*ck g*n]

Okay. Okay, chill!

You're right.

You are right, man.

This is getting way out of hand.

I haven't k*lled anybody since 1992,

but as you can see,

comes right back to you.

Just like riding a bike.

Look at that! My hands

are shaking.

Probably because I never cared

for k*lling women.

Back in the day, we had a code

no women,

no children.

But I have to break those rules

every now and then.

If the price was right.

n*gga, you better not touch my girl.

Oh her?

She's dead already.

I just haven't decided when, yet.

[Meka] n*gga f*ck you, you

ain't gone do sh*t.

Chris.

Chris.

Meka don't think I'ma do sh*t!

Would you tell her how good of a shot

I am?

Oh that's right, Chris, you dead.

I'm sorry.

(coughs)

Man, who the f*ck is you anyway?

Oh, that's right.

We haven't met yet.

The name is James Robert Gilmore,

but out in the streets,

they used to call me

The Devil.

I heard about you

Used to be a hitman back in the day.

They say you k*lled over 30 some people.

(laughs)

No. It was way more than that.

After a while, I stopped counting.

Yeah, I did my first hit back in 1973.

I was 17 years old,

had nightmares behind that one.

But after that one,

each hit after that got easier and easier

until I became the best.

In 1993, I was making $50,000 a hit.

But then they sat me down for 30 years.

I just got out a year ago.

(coughs) So what you do?

Leave a witness alive or something?

Yep.

The m*therf*cker who hired me

for the job. You know, he decided that

it was better for him to snitch on me,

then pay me my damn money.

Sounds like he was a piece of sh*t.

Yup.

Was is right.

You want to know what I used to love

about being a hit, man?

No, n*gga,

I want you to call me a f*cking ambulance.

It was that moment that I call the flip.

You see, the flip is a moment,

where the predator becomes the prey.

Kind of like this situation.

Those n*gg*s I hunted,

they were so tough,

so hard, so street.

But in the last moments of their lives,

I got to see the real them.

You know, n*gg*s always talk about

they don't care

where they live or die,

until, it's actually time to die.

Well, if you so gangster,

why the f*ck

you telling us all your business?

Well, it's not like you're

going to leave here and tell anybody.

Oh no, no, no.

This is pretty much the last conversation

you gone ever have.

Well n*gga if you gone k*ll me,

k*ll me,

because I ain't afraid to die.

You ain't afraid to die?

- (coughs)

- We'll see about that.

We'll see.

You know, you must feel real stupid.

You got your friend k*lled,

you bleeding out,

and out of all the old men on

this block you could've robbed,

your dumb a*s chose me.

The most notorious hitman

in Detroit history,

Dumb!

Which bags the question,

were your parents idiots, too?

I don't know, n*gga.

They died when I was little.

Sorry to hear that.

How did they die?

Man, I ain't gonna sit here and tell

you my whole f*cking life story.

Okay,

okay, that's fine.

- You're done talking?

- (coughs)

- I can k*ll your a*s right now.

- Okay okay,

damn! Chill!

My father was a drug dealer

named King.

He was taking over the city

and cutting a lot of people out.

(coughs)

So one day,

a group of drug dealers

decided to get together

and put $100,000 tag on his head.

We were leaving the mall,

and I was in the backseat.

We were on Livernoise,

[Mr. Gilmore] And six mile.

I never wanted to k*ll your momma,

but your daddy was a hard man to catch.

So I had to get him when

I could get him.

Your momma, was collateral damage,

and I saw your little a*s in the backseat.

(coughs) - [Mr. Gilmore] I

started to k*ll you right then,

but I figured, you weren't a threat.

(laughs) Isn't it amazing how wrong

we can be, ain't it.

n*gga, it was you?

- You k*lled my family?

- Hey!

I told you it was business, not personal.

It was personal to me. n*gga.

[door knocks]

Shut up!

You, get up!

Get your a*s up and answer

the damn door.

Get up!

Don't do nothing stupid.

- What't the deal, sis?

- What's up?

Hey, what's up?

(screams)

[g*n shot]

- f*ck!

(sobs)

What you gone do, n*gga?

- Alright.

- f*ck!

Aw sh*t.

We got ourselves a party now!

Y'all done really f*cked up.

You, get on the floor.

- (grunts)

- Get on the floor, n*gga.

So y'all gone come around me, huh?

But y'all ain't know who you was

robbing, did ya?

So you wanna dance with the devil

m*therf*cker!

- [Meka] (sobs)

- f*ck!

But y'all tough,

y'all gangsters,

y'all hard!

Get your a*s up!

- What the f*ck!

- Get over here!

- [Rip] Come on, man!

Now I'ma show you...

I'ma show you how I used to

extract information

from hard a*s m*therf*ckers.

- f*ck you!

- Yell.

Oh, I'ma f*ck you in just a

minute.

Now let me show you how how I

used to do this.

Open your mouth, n*gga.

Hell nah, n*gga. f*ck you, n*gga!

(screams)

(inaudibly yelling)

- (coughs)

- n*gga!

(coughs)

n*gga!

[Rip] f*cking crazy.

I'ma show you how f*cking crazy I am.

So you want to steal from old people, huh?

b*tch,

well I'ma beat your a*s like you

stole something,

f*cked up!

- (screams)

Don't go nowhere!

(screams)

Son of a b*tch.

Now,

oh!

You wait right here.

Don't go nowhere.

I'll be right back.

God, please.

I'm sorry! Please get me out of this!

If you get me out of this,

I will live for you,

I'll go back to chruch and everything!

I'll be just like my daddy.

Please, just get me out of this, please!

Quit lying b*tch!

Do you know how many times I've heard

people say that

same damn lie?

Oh Lord, please, if you

help me get out of this one,

I promise.

Shut up, b*tch! It's your judgement day!

- Get your a*s over here. Come on!

- No!

- No! No!

- Come on now! Don't fight me!

- I will break your m*therf*cking neck!

- No!

I'll do it! Get your a*s down here!

Who you think you're running from,

b*tch?

- Get down here! Get...

- n*gga, let her the f*ck go!

Chris, Chris, I'm sorry!

I'm so sorry!

God, please forgive me!

God forgives, but the devil don't.

(g*n shot)

Meka!

You mother-

m*therf*cker.

- Come here, m*therf*cker.

You m*therf*cker!

[g*n shots]

[somber music]

James Robert Gilmore.

Detective Brown.

It's been a long time.

Not long enough.

You mind telling me

what the hell happened up in there?

It's obvious, Detective.

Five young punks broke in the wrong house.

You got that right?

They broke in on me and my family.

They k*lled my daughter's boyfriend,

so I defended myself.

Well, from the look of things in here,

seems like you did a hell of a lot more

than

just defend yourself.

Detective, I did what I had to do.

Well, as long as the evidence

we have suggests that,

then you and I won't have a problem.

Good night, Detective.

Good night.

Who was that?

That man used to be one

of the most dangerous K*llers in the city.

I arrested him 30 years ago.

Sent him away for a long time.

Well,

it looks like he's back.

These streets better pray that he isn't.

- [Police officer] No, no.

- Please,

I think my kids are in the house.

Just let me see who's in there.

Officer, listen, someone called us and

said there was a sh**ting

in this area.

My son's phone location was on,

so we just came

right over.

- Look, I'm sorry,

this is still an active crime scene.

I can have one of my officers take

your information,

and we"' call you as soon as we identify

to bodies, I promise.

(sobs)

I'll be right there.

Want to tell me what happened in there?

Didn't the detective fill you in?

No, n*gga, I'm asking you.

What the hell happened in there?

What does it matter to you? Huh?

If I find out you had anything

to do with the death of my kids,

I swear to God...

You swear to God, what?

What are you gonna do, Pastor, huh?

You know what I'm capable of.

And you know,

I taught you everything that you know.

So from the number one

hit man to the number two,

I suggest you concentrate on your church

and the family you've got left.

And you leave me the f*ck alone.

Because as you can see,

I'm still the devil.

(laughs)

You mother-

(g*n shot)

There goes the devil

telling me to lie again

But since I'm around me

says it's all right to pretend

that you can get more than you give

And he has a raincoat that

celebrities have

autographed, and they're

working for him

on his seat with special staff

He gets a couple more yeah

sent to him every week

Dear God

I hate to say I'm sorry

but I just want you to love me

even though I still love money

And there goes the devil

creeping in my life's design

Said where does it get you,

being such a damn nice guy?

I've been trying to reach you

ever since you bought that

suit and tie

Man you look nice

Dear God I hate to say I'm sorry

But I just want you to love me

even though I still love money

Dear God

I hate to turn the table

But I just hate waiting table

in my mid twenty