Downloaded from YTS.MX
Official YIFY movies site: YTS.MX
The womb became the vessel, which became the cup
that was filled with the blood of Christ.
Now throughout the history of the goddess,
we see her symbols becoming objects for our possession.
For example, the Greeks decapitated Medusa
and placed her on Athena's shield as protection.
Even the seats that we sit on.
Does anyone know who it symbolizes?
- The goddess? - Yes!
Isis's name literally means "throne."
Is it really any wonder why we anthropomorphize chairs
with arm, leg and back?
- Is he in there, Mary? - No.
Frank'll be another hour.
But you can leave him a note.
This about the schedule, Belinda?
- Yes. - Must feel rotten.
- Things out of your control. - Oh, I'm fine.
Well, that's great to know because it's nothing personal.
It's like a... What does Frank call it?
Yeah, well, just tell him
that I really need to talk to him about the schedule, please.
I've seen people like you give up.
But you're so, so good and so valued.
The anthropology department can't function without adjuncts.
But I'm not an adjunct anymore.
Oh, you're such a hard worker, and so smart.
Hey. Sorry I'm late. Babe?
Hey.
I'm gonna throw up, Norman. My stomach is crazy.
Everything's fine. Okay? Don't worry.
What if the doctor can't find a heartbeat?
Hey, I love you.
It's okay.
Your daughter looks great, Belinda.
Spine is aligned, and a nice, big head.
You can see her little legs right there.
Now move on to the heart.
- Can I hear it? - Of course.
It's perfect.
I can see all four--
Babe.
Well, you said your mother held you in it.
Well, yeah. But you dragged it in here all by yourself?
Oh. Why'd I do that?
Hey.
Hey. It's okay.
What's going on?
Am I supposed to be a mom?
Yes.
You saw the baby.
Yeah, I know, but it's not...
They gave away two of my classes to a new hire.
- I'm basically losing my job. - They can't do that.
Yes, they can. I'm non-tenure.
I knew they would always see me as a fucking adjunct.
Well, shit.
And then when we were at the OB,
I was jealous of everybody because they were so happy.
And I should be happy because I know the baby is fine.
But everything is a mess.
Work, and this house still isn't right.
What are we gonna do, Norman?
I'm sorry. Hold on.
What is this number?
Hmm.
Hello.
Norman. Norman Gene, that you?
Uh, who's this?
I am his mother.
Jesus. Oh, my God.
There are things I haven't told you about Solange.
Your stepmom?
She's even worse than you think.
She wouldn't let me eat, as a kid,
until she believed me when I sang "Jesus Loves Me."
I don't know what's going on.
My dad is dying.
Stomach cancer.
- She wants me to come see him, but... - Norman, I am so sorry.
- We have to see him. - No.
- You have to, don't you? - No! I don't...
She thinks that the Holy Spirit possesses her
and gives her power.
She calls it her signs and wonders.
Wow.
- Why didn't you tell me? - Because it's... it's...
I--
I thought it would scare you away.
And honestly,
I don't think that she would even...
approve of you and me.
- Oh, come on, she's not-- - I'm serious. It's like that.
You know what?
Solange doesn't matter.
We have to focus on us.
On our family.
- Belinda? - Norman?
You okay?
I guess I was sleepwalking.
Oh.
And did you open the window?
- That's Wallace's. - I found it on the carpet.
Yeah. Must have missed it when we moved the nursery.
Yeah.
Do you know where he is, Mary?
Oh, ouch.
I think he's with the new hires, showing them around.
But we had an appointment.
I'm done with this place.
Wait. You can't go in there.
I quit.
Norman!
I was trying to buy a can of paint today, and the card declined.
It was so embarrassing.
What's going on? Are you okay?
A pastor from my parents' church called.
My dad is dead.
Jesus said to her,
- "He who believes in me..." - Welcome.
"...though he may die, he shall live."
- Do you believe this? - Yes.
Death is a revelation.
Lawrence Irwin
is yet more alive than we are now.
With his loving wife, Solange...
...he was teacher,
healer and friend.
And just in case any of you sought one more lesson...
...Lawrence instructed me
to read his favorite passage of scripture.
"There is one body and spirit who is above all
and through all and in all."
Norman.
Pastor Lewis.
Mmm.
Um, this is my wife, uh, Belinda.
Belinda. Hello!
Oh.
My condolences to you both.
- Thank you for the service. - Oh.
Uh, N-Norman, wait.
Uh, Solange, your mother, um, asked me to bring you to her.
- Stepmother. - Yes.
I understand your hesitation. I do.
Not all of us believes quite like she does.
But, Norman, she's changed.
Oh. Yeah.
Come and see.
We both know what your father would have prayed for.
Would you remove my veil so I could see you more clearly?
You must be my Norman's "Belinder."
It's lovely to meet you, Solange.
He didn't say you were expectin'.
And the pastor says the days of miracles have come and gone.
Now, Solange--
Hush now.
Is it a girl?
Oh! Praise Him!
How did-- How did you know that?
Truth set aflame by the Holy Spirit.
Hmm.
Do I deserve any tenderness?
We have much to discuss as a family.
I-I... We... Um, Belinda has to rest.
Don't you owe me this kindness?
Ain't it a wonder how you're changin'?
Sometimes I feel like it's her body and not mine.
You're a vessel that holds his child.
And praise Jesus, He's making it right.
Those two will never know what it's like.
To change is woman.
Well, Norman is a wonderful husband.
Like his father, bless him,
but men are children that must be taught,
especially those younger than us.
I will admit, my last change was not preferable.
Men-o-pause.
Ain't no pause in it.
Lucifer couldn't have made hot flashes so hot.
Okay, okay, okay. Stop.
How's it look? Had my lawyer draft the will.
Of course, he couldn't have done as well as my son, the lawyer.
I'm a public defender, Solange. I'm not probate.
Of course. Helping those in need. Taught him so well.
You wanna give us everything?
Every cent.
And I already sold the house. So add that, too.
Well...
where are you going to live?
Well, doctor says I should not live by my lonesome.
Norman, your father's final request
was that I help this decision.
He wants you to take your mother into your home.
- So, wh-what? - Oh, don't you get it?
I'm willing to give you all the money I got.
Uh, i-is it a-a large...
All I ask in return is you take me home,
to live my final days on this fallen world with my family.
- Shit! - Look, Solange is right.
We can't live in the past, Norman.
She was an awful mother to me-- stepmother to me as a kid.
The only TV I could watch was one goddamn tape of Veggie Tales
because Nick Jr. was ungodly.
- Veggie Tales? Definitely after my time. - Mm-hmm.
But look, grown-up Norman needs her help now.
Yeah-- No, I-I don't know.
Look, I couldn't buy a can of paint.
All I know is if she comes to the house, it's gonna be her fucking church.
We're gonna be her disciples, like her little fucking apostles.
No. We're gonna be the ones that help her.
But isn't it good that it helps us, too?
We can pay off the house with that money.
Everything in me is telling me to run away,
to go and forget about her.
Then do what she did. Change.
It's not just about us.
Use your legs to lift, Norman Gene.
- I am. - Did you tip the driver?
- Oh, Lord. - Oh, yeah.
Oh, Lord! Oh.
It's a really old house.
Well, welcome home, Solange.
Thank you.
- How do you feel? - Pooped.
Let's get you to your room. Right this way.
- Here. - Oh, where are we going?
Oh, your room is upstairs, across from ours,
- in case you need anything. - I-I can't get up them stairs.
Uh, doctor says it's arthritis.
- We made it up for you. - Don't matter.
They can't do it.
Oh, what's in there?
Oh, that's the...
That is the baby's room.
That's the nursery.
Ain't it unsafe to have a baby downstairs?
- Oh. Well, uh... - No
Belinda...
Belinda put a lot of work into that nursery.
Uh, Norman, let's just talk about it for a second.
Mmm.
I thought that we wanted the baby away from Wallace's room.
I thought that's why we put the nursery in the front room.
I did. And I do. But she has a point.
Isn't it dangerous to keep a baby downstairs?
They don't care about that poor crippled--
Oh, Jesus. Solange, please.
Did you hear what he called me? Never calls me "Mother."
Wouldn't it make you feel terrible?
Look, let's just do it.
I don't want her hearing us talking about Wallace or asking questions.
He never liked chores.
When Lawrence and I furnished our home, we knew.
Buy cheap, buy twice.
Okay.
Oh, my God! Is this you, Solange?
Hard to believe, ain't it?
- Were you a model? - And an actress.
At least that's what I called myself.
I have no shame in saying I was...
I was--
I was beautiful.
I knew it.
Trouble is, photographer knew it, too, and he knew what all men know.
Stopped my ambition right quick.
Well, then why did you keep it?
Do I seem like the kind of woman to run and hide from her past?
- Who are they? - Oh, from my work.
The one in the middle could be Inanna, but no one knows.
Didn't Norman say they fired you?
No, I quit. It was my choice.
Well...
my work is in the spirit, Belinder.
And the Bible says,
"We are the house that the Spirit lives in."
I know how to make it right.
All done!
Looks like a room for a baby.
Well, yeah, we still have to move a couple things around,
but the bed's in there, made up nice.
Mm-hmm.
See you kept that chair.
It-- It was my mom's.
That's... It's... It isn't yours.
But it's in my room, Norman Gene.
Hmm.
What would you say to my purchasing new furniture for you?
Oh, Solange, that's not--
If this house is to have a child, it must be properly furnished.
The whole house?
I'm sure you won't be able to resist my offer for long.
Mmm.
- Norman Gene. - What?
Who will say grace?
I would have thought I taught you better.
- Solange, we don't really do that here. - No, it's all right, Norman.
We should celebrate everyone's faith.
Oh, me.
Okay, um...
Well, it's wonderful that we can be together as a family.
And I'm most grateful for our child to have a grandmother here at home.
In Jesus' name, amen.
Thank you. That was lovely.
How do you like the ham? Norman said it's your favorite.
Salty.
- Why would you say that? - It's the truth, ain't it?
Just because it's true doesn't mean you have to say it.
- I'm no liar. - Wait. Is this salty?
- Maybe a bit. - See?
The Lord detests lying lips, Norman Gene.
Mmm.
- Mmm. - Now...
I have realized I do not know my granddaughter's name.
Oh. We're gonna name her Fern.
Fern? Another plant you got growing in there?
No.
Used to be, parents understood names gotta have power.
How about a family name?
Well, my mother's name was Gertrude.
Gertrude?
I thought you all were supposed to have more interesting names.
- What is that supposed to mean? - I'm not trying to be insulting.
No, I wanna know what-- what is a more interesting name?
Your father, what was his name?
Walter. But I didn't know him really well.
Mmm. Call that a broken family.
- Solange, will you please stop? - They were academics.
My dad did not leave. He died after I was born.
I see. Mm-hmm.
Thank you for educating me, and I apologize for any offense.
But I am determined to give that child...
a proper name.
Walter, Wally. Wally, Wally, Wally, Wally.
Wally, Wally, Wally, Wally, Wally, Wally, Wally.
W-What? Wallace.
Wallace.
What's that name coming to me, Jesus?
Lawrence!
Thank you, Lord! That's it!
You must name her after her grandfather.
What a fittin' tribute, Norman Gene.
Of course, we must adjust the name to fit the gender.
How about...
little Laurie Irwin?
What do you think, Belinder?
- Laurie. - Ah, yes!
Wallace...
Baby, what are you doing up?
Um, I thought I was...
I thought I was dreaming.
Oh. Well, come back... Come back to bed.
How did Solange know about Wallace?
Baby, who knows?
I just... I wouldn't let her get to you.
Solange?
Interrupted prayers go unanswered.
Help me to my feet.
- I thought you were-- - I ain't dead yet.
It was my signs and wonders.
I asked the Spirit to come, and He slew me.
My body wasn't mine no more.
Something happened in there, before that child in you now.
You're seeing things, ain't ya?
Ain't gonna stop.
Pray with me.
Mm-mmm.
No matter. He told me what to do.
What-- What's that?
This house needs a mother.
Do you think Solange is right about the baby's name?
Norman.
Baby, I can't hear you. I'm working.
No. Baby, please, please, please. I'm working.
I am trying to talk to you about our baby.
Okay, but we might go to trial. I have a lot of crap to read through.
The name Laurie is starting to grow on me.
Uh-oh. Her power is increasing.
Well, Solange does know things.
But sh... she's afraid.
What do you mean she's afraid?
Of... Of getting old.
She fell today and I had to help her up.
Oh, okay. Um, Laurie, cool.
Please?
I love you.
Uh, Solange, is everything okay?
I don't know what you mean.
I'm just reading from my Bible.
But it's upside down.
So it is.
Uh, Solange, i-if you need anything, I-I'm here.
Okay? I'm just gonna...
It's okay.
Please, just...
I confess.
Oh, I pray to be healed from my affliction,
but the Holy Spirit cannot stop me getting old.
Oh. Well, if you need anything.
Oh, Belinda, lay your hands.
Lay your hands on me.
I meant-- I meant Norman and I can...
...can help you.
I would be mortified if Norman Gene were to find out.
Can't it be a secret between mother and daughter?
- All right. - Oh, praise Him!
Praise you, my daughter.
- In Jesus' name, amen. - Hmm.
So... how was everyone's day?
Wonderful!
Belinda and I are fast becoming friends.
Oh. That's great.
- Mmm. - Hmm.
Mm-hmm.
You smell that?
Smells kinda like... ...uh, musty.
Solange.
I'm sorry, we have to...
Norman, we have a problem
that we need to discuss as a family.
What is it?
Solange, why don't you tell him?
I don't know what to say.
She's incontinent.
The only incontinence is her.
Ain't no mother.
She can't speak to you like that.
Baby, she's hurt, because she begged me not to tell you,
but I had to.
I can't do this without you. Look at me.
Help me.
Help me, please.
Help me.
- Solange. - Help me.
- She is your mother. - My stepmother.
Belinda, I'm sorry. I can't do this. I have to go to work.
Oh, goodbye? You're gonna be a child?
- And I have to clean her myse-- - Help me!
Oh, my God! God, this sucks.
What am I supposed to tell my clients? "Oh, sorry I'm late.
I had to take care of and wipe my fucking stepmother."
- I can't do it, Belinda. - But we have to do it.
She's not a child, okay? Not a baby. She's not.
Help me!
M-E-S-S, mess.
I'm an M-E-S-S, mess.
- M-E-S-S, mess! - Ugh.
I'm an M-E-S-S, mess.
Solange, I gotta get you out of bed to clean you up.
Okay.
No, Norman, use it to cover her.
We're gonna take you to the shower, Solange.
No showers.
Oh, but the only bath is upstairs.
No showers!
I have never had a shower in my life!
Let's just take her to the bath upstairs.
- But it's in our room. - Belinda, who cares?
Let's just do it. Solange, come on, come on.
All right, come on. Come. Up, up.
- Ugh. - Ah...
There's fucking pee on my tie.
- Ugh. - Fuck.
Fuck. Um, Belinda, I have to go.
You're gonna just leave me here?
I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you.
Look, it is unfair for me to have to take care of your stepmother.
- Pregnant and alone. - You wanna do the unfair thing?
I'm the one with the job. And you wanna do the unfair thing?
Maybe I should just quit. Yeah, I'll quit today and stay and help you.
How's that?
Fuck. Look, baby... I'm sorry, okay? I'm overwhelmed.
And I was gonna wait to tell you until it's certain,
but Joseph's got a spot for me.
He's serious. I just gotta get this fucking guy to a plea bargain.
- Okay, so this is real. - This is real.
Okay, I'll figure it out.
- This one okay? - Yeah.
- Okay. Love you. - Okay.
Norman Irwin.
Why did you put this on my statue?
Honor thy mother.
Here.
Know what this fish means?
Do you?
It was to identify Christians.
No, Christians stole it.
It was a symbol of the goddess. See?
Look at us, teaching each other.
- We ain't so different. - What do you mean?
We both know what it's like to live in a world that ain't made for us.
I can't practice my faith, not like I used to.
What do you call that but persecution?
No, persecution is doing something right
and not being allowed to feel secure about anything.
I was valedictorian, got the same job as my parents,
but somehow I can't afford anything
until my Christian stepmother-in-law shows up.
Ah!
Why are you clapping?
Because we can be like Mother Anne
and Mother Mary.
Oh, please, Belinda. What's it gonna take?
Ah!
All right. Retractor, please.
We're ready. Take some deep breaths.
Hallelujah!
Hold on. Uh, baby, I can help you.
I got her.
Whose car is this?
What? Just give me one sec.
Uh...
What the hell?
There she is!
Welcome home, my dear.
Do you like my gifts?
What happened to my house?
- This isn't... - Hush now. Ha!
What is her name?
We decided to go with Laurie.
Oh.
Belinda, are you in pain?
- I'm still... - Bring 'em to me.
...healing from the...
I-- I... I'm-- I'm sure. I'm sure.
Do you know your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit?
- You are not your own. - Where's Norman?
He took a blind man and led him out of town.
Then He put His hands on the blind man, and his sight was restored.
And the blind man saw clearly.
In Jesus' name.
Stop it!
Get out of my house.
We was just trying to help.
Get out of my house!
- Norman? - Yeah?
- Norman Gene, thank God you're here. - You have no idea...
She-- She is not happy with the gifts I tried to show her.
Ah, Solange, I told you it shouldn't be a surprise.
But, babe, there's some amazing stuff.
Do you know the things they were doing?
Well, Solange paid to have the furniture...
- Wait, did something happen? - Yes!
They were speaking in tongues
and fucking touching me and Laurie.
- Solange, is this true? - Norman Gene!
You agreed if I were to purchase the furniture,
- my little circle could come here. - Yes. No, don't say...
What?
- You invited them? - No, I didn't--
Uh-oh, you didn't tell Belinder.
Oh, you know what kept my Lawrence and me united, Norman Gene?
Honesty.
- Hmm. Mmm? - Solange.
- Go to your room. - Of course.
Let me know who wins.
I told Solange she could have her prayer group here
in exchange for the furniture, which I thought you'd like.
I'm sorry.
What made you think I would want this 1819 furniture?
What the hell is that?
It's my dad's urn.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
She took down my fucking statues and replaced them.
I don't want it there.
Well, it is my dad.
Well, this is our house, not hers.
Tell her.
Laurie had a hard time latching.
Don't like my chairs neither?
It's just, um, different.
Now, this piece I brought from storage.
This is the table Norman Gene and I ate at
and prayed at and sang at.
What was it we always sung?
- "Jesus Loves Me." - Oh, yes.
And you never did get that tune right, did you?
Lord, we pray your food restores us.
Lord, we ask you to fill this house with your mighty spirit.
And, Lord, we give thanks
for the return of the mother to our family.
In Jesus' name, amen.
This is my special recipe. Rampion salad.
That sweet-tasting leaf has many medicinal properties.
Oh.
I help pay your bills, I provide new furnishings,
I cooked you my favorite meal, and this is how you treat me.
Please. You're not my mother.
But we want the same things for our family.
You and I are the same.
- Stop saying that. - This is a Christian country.
And He created us all in one image.
Paul says there is no difference between the Jew nor the gentile.
Hmm. Then what happened?
What's happening to people like me?
Will your granddaughter be treated equally in this Christian country?
- If she's taught right. - By what teachers?
- What textbooks? - Oh!
Don't get me going on books written by Yankee secularists denying God!
I'm talking about textbooks by white men
that prop up white, Christian, colonialist history
and ignore who they've raped and enslaved.
- What are you going on about? - My father was from Haiti.
They don't know how to run that country down there.
What? Holy shit! This woman.
- Have I offended you? - You've offended me. Is that enough?
- Norman, you were right. - What are you going on about?
- He said that you wouldn't-- - Belinda, don't.
He said that you wouldn't approve of us.
How dare you say something so cruel? My Norman would never--
I said it, okay? I said it.
Now, this I will not stand for. You are twisting my son against me.
- I don't know, what makes you think-- - Because you're a racist!
You have no right to call me that.
You don't know what real racism is.
- You gonna tell me? - You don't know!
I know 'cause I was here first and I seen it. I seen the Klan!
Mmm! My cousin was a Grand Dragon!
Oh, see, Norman, this is my point.
This is the Klan. She is the fucking Klan, Norman.
And you're an uppity Yankee. Uppity, uppity.
- I guess I am a racist. - Mm-hmm.
Look at me!
Here I go, riding on my horse, to burn a cross!
Why are you behaving that way, you grown-ass racist?
Look at me! I-I-I'm a racist baby!
Goo-goo gaga, gaga. Dada, dada. Dada.
Mama, gaga, mama, mama.
Mama, mama, mama, ma...
Get away from me!
- Help me! - Solange?
- Don't. - Help me, Belinder!
- Jesus. - Help me, Belinder!
My name is Belinda!
Belinda!
Mmm.
M-E-S-S.
Look at us.
I know what you're feeling.
You don't know anything about me.
But you know who I am.
That is heritage.
Not for me or your granddaughter.
Oh, you're right.
That's what you taught me.
I am a racist.
Stop crying for yourself.
Oh, how wise you are, Belinder--
Belinda.
You may take that certificate and tear it asunder,
but only if you open your hand.
You ain't the only one who lost.
I can testify, amen, in His name.
What are you doing? Let me go.
I had a daughter.
Margaret Anne.
Smart child. Always smiling.
She figured quick how to escape her crib
and how to open a window.
Demons came for me quick, Belinda, crawling in my mind,
till I cast off the dark of my shame and walked into the light
of His spiritual kingdom, hallelujah!
My Margaret Anne,
she smiles and flies in heaven!
And your boy, he's smiling there, too.
He's-- He's-- He's flying.
He's talking to me.
- Mommy. - Oh.
She healed your belly, Mommy.
She can teach you to be a good mommy.
Cast out the bad one.
Mommy?
Mommy.
Okay, Laurie.
Okay, Laurie. It's okay.
It's okay. Mama's here. It's all right.
It's all right. It's okay.
Okay, okay, okay. A-All right.
All right.
What am I doing wrong?
Okay, okay, okay. Okay.
Okay, okay. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.
Are you fucking kidding me?
- Okay. - Yeah.
She's taking over the house.
Replacing our furniture?
- And Solange named the baby. - No, no. We named Laurie.
She wants to replace me.
What is that doing in here?
I made a deal with her that I could tear it up if I took the cross.
We named the baby.
Help me!
Norman! Belinda!
Anybody. Please...
M-E-S-S, mess.
I'm an M-E-S-S mess.
Listen, you need to come home.
I don't care what excuse you give your clients or the court.
I am losing my freaking mind.
Calm down, okay?
Norman, I just cleaned up so much shit
while Solange just sat there smiling at me.
- Jesus. - I can't keep Laurie safe.
Do you hear her?
- Wh-- What's going on? - I can't do this by myself.
Your stepmother is...
Hello? Belinda?
Belinda, look, I don't know what's happening,
but I'll-- I'll leave right now. I'll be right there. Hello?
Ah.
- What'd you do to her? - Jesus was baptized.
And heaven opened and He saw the spirit of God.
- Stay away from her. - Laurie is a child of God.
Laurie is my daughter.
I am her mother.
Oh, no, you ain't. Oh, no, you ain't!
It was John who was filled with the spirit of his mother's womb.
She knew to fear the Lord. Do you fear Him?
- No. - Then fear me.
Fear is the beginning of knowledge.
Fools like you despise wisdom and my instruction.
Can't even feed that child proper, can you? I can.
And she will suckle from my wisdom,
as will Norman Gene and the whole God-fearing world!
- Get away from me. - Never!
I called out to you, Belinda, I stretched out my hand,
and I tried to teach you, but, oh, no...
I will laugh when your fear turns to destruction and to a great wind,
and there ain't nothing left of you but fear and anguish.
I'll be there laughing when you will call to the Lord and He will not listen.
For then, finally, you will be filled with a mother's wisdom.
And we all know who the real mother is.
- No! - Yeah, go on, hit me!
Yeah, hit me!
- Belinda! - Norman.
- She is out of control. - What is happening?
You gotta help me, Norman Gene. She's trying to murder me.
- What? Norman, I didn't do that. - Belinda, look at her face.
I think she has to go to the hospital. Come on. Okay, come here.
It's okay. It's all right.
Belinda.
Belinda!
I've been screaming your name. Do you not hear Laurie?
I'm trying the crying-it-out method.
Isn't she a little young for that?
She won't attach to me!
Do you think I wanna hear her crying and crying?
I'm sorry.
- Norman... - She said that you hit her.
I didn't. She's lying.
She told the nurses that her daughter-in-law put her in the hospital.
- You don't believe that. - I-I took care of it.
No, she is going after me.
You are the one who wanted her here.
Unless we're not being very honest with ourselves.
You have never been honest with me about your family.
First Solange and now your sister. Your dead sister, Margaret Anne.
- My dead sister? - Yes.
Solange said she had a daughter and she passed away.
Is this like postpartum stuff or maybe something about loss?
Oh, my God!
The hospital suggested that because she's on bed rest.
- Look, we need to hire a nurse. - A nurse?
Put her in a home or something. I won't do this by myself.
- Belinda, please. - No!
I'm so close to getting this job. I just need a little more time.
- Just be here with Laurie. - I'm here with Solange, Norman.
Please.
If I can just get over this hump, it'll be different.
We're doing diapers now. Adult.
It's all right, Laurie.
I'm sorry. I...
Hello, Belinda.
Uh, Solange asked me to come.
Okay.
Uh, she said things were getting a little tense.
- Mmm. - Is that true?
It's just that Norman is barely here
and Laurie doesn't even eat unless it's from a bottle,
which they say is fine, but...
I just feel like a terrible mother.
You named your daughter Laurie?
After Lawrence. She suggested it.
- Then Solange is helping. - No, she's evil.
- Solange? - Yeah, Solange.
Look, she wants to take over this house.
I mean, she-- she-- she does things.
She has power over people.
I mean, you're... you're right here.
See this?
Two packs a day. Can you guess what got me to quit?
It was Solange and Lawrence that laid hands on me.
And, well...
it was like a miracle.
So you believe like her?
I like to think that I'm a cessationist. But Solange helped me.
Well, so did Nicorette gum. But the point is...
we all need whatever help we can get in this fallen world.
Is it worth discriminating the source?
She thinks that she's the only mother.
She wants to be a good mother.
She told me that she fervently wishes Norman knows she love him.
Bullshit.
Can't we pray she meant it?
And she paid off your mortgage, didn't she? Isn't that proof?
No. No.
Oh, Lord, forgive me. You didn't know.
- She shouldn't have done that. - But, you see,
even in secret, Solange seeks to help you.
No.
It's a mother's blessing to help her children, isn't it?
Ohh.
Don't forget, what you and Norman did for Solange is a...
a good deed!
Uh, I-I would like to go to my chair.
That's why you called me in here?
Please, Belinda.
I'm-- I'm...
Okay.
I-- I-- I can't.
You can't or you won't?
Come on.
I'd know that look anywhere.
What's wrong, Belinder?
- This is my house. - Of course.
Between you and me.
But not according to the bank.
I'm just trying to ease your burdens,
me and Norman Gene together.
I'd like some water before you go.
Please.
Did you lie about your daughter?
Hmm.
Help me, Norman Gene!
Please!
Don't.
You're okay. You're okay.
- You're okay. - Whoa!
It's okay. Okay. I got you.
Let's go.
Mommy. I want Mommy!
Mommy.
Belinda?
Norman.
Did you hurt her?
What?
Of course not.
No.
It wasn't. I-I couldn't.
- Who was it then, Belinda? - Solange!
- Belinda, she can't get up the stairs. - Yes, she can.
She doesn't need her canes.
She wants you to think that it was me. Just look.
Look.
It's missing teeth, like her.
She bit our baby.
Norman? Norman Gene? Is that you?
I-I can't see very clearly.
Has all this been pretend?
Oh! You're with her.
- The one that hates me. - Just stop!
You hurt Laurie because you're trying to turn me against Belinda.
Isn't that right? Admit it.
Ain't me got to confess.
I am your mother, and I would never hurt a child of God.
Jesus Christ! Solange, you can't live with us anymore.
You tossing me out of my own home?
After all I've done for you?
Come here now, Gene.
Come closer.
Come here.
Come closer.
Why can't I die?
- Norman. - Hmm?
Oh, my God.
- Norman, she's doing it. - Hmm?
She's eating.
Thank God.
Death is a revelation.
He who believes in me...
... though he may die, he shall live.
Do you believe this?
- Hello. - Hey.
Dada!
I should ease my legs.
You look beautiful, babe.
- Excited for this interview? - I am.
They're offering leave right away, which would be amazing.
Hmm. Hi.
And how are you two doing?
They like to do somersaults.
Twins.
I don't know if I'm ready for this.
- Do you feel weird? - Hmm?
I don't know, like,
Solange and all of her money paying for all this.
She got what she deserved.
Yeah, you're right.
I don't know that I'll ever get over what she did to Laurie.
And to you.
You all right?
Get rid of that.
Congratulations, Belinda.
Thank you. The twins were a big surprise.
I mean, I love being a mom,
but the classroom is where I'm supposed to be.
I mean, our kids have to see us being happy and free, right?
And I am. You know, I've never been better in my entire life.
I feel like no one can hold me back.
What do you mean?
Well, let's just say, being cooped up in a house
with a newborn and a mother-in-law
can drive anyone crazy.
I can't imagine how you handled it.
Why can't...
I die?
Why can't I die?
Why can't...
I die?
Why can't I... die?
Belinda?