I can’t believe you taking this make-believe shit.
You can put that blade up, woman. I’ll trade ya. [holds up cash wad]
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. [puts away cash wad]
Not like yours.
This shit won’t even spend nowhere else. Look at it.
I ain’t goin’ nowhere else. I don’t need that cursed money you got. [she takes dollar bill]
You know, woman, I been all over this world. In cars, 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 you that.
You fool. All that war, or whatever the hell else you been doin’ in Chicago, and you back here in front of me. Two arms, two legs, two eyes, and a brain that work. How you know I ain’t pray... and work every root my grandmama taught me to keep you and that crazy brother of yours safe every day since you been gone?
So why those roots ain’t work on our baby, then?
I don’t know. But they work for you. [places hand on Smoke's chest with him placing his hand on hers] You still got that mojo bag. [Smoke opens jacket] Soil of my soil, bone of my bone, blood of my blood. I bless you. Ashe. Why you here, Smoke? What you want with me?
We was hopin’ to serve food at the juke tonight. We want you to cook for us.
Elijah.
You gonna make me say it? It still hurts coming back here. But I love ya. And I miss ya.
Your body ain’t forget me. [Smoke makes love to her]
