Henry Poole Is Here Page #3

Mr. Poole,

you can't ignore this, please.

- Es que espere, mejor... mejor, si.

- Esperanza...

- vamonos.

- Por favor, espere un minuto.

Mr. Poole,

don't you believe in God?

Please! Please.

(whispering)

Es que... es el rostro

de Dios.

Sus ojos.

(Esperanza continues)

Excuse me.

No, wait...

(pushes button)

Father Salizar's voice:

These types of things

should not be

easily discounted,

but we do have to take

these things at face value,

no pun intended.

Henry's voice:

Yeah, well, I agree...

(tape rewinding)

Woman's voice:

Please...

(woman sobbing)

It's gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

(knocking)

Woman:

Hello?

Hi. I'm Henry.

I live next door.

Oh, yeah.

I saw you move in.

I'm Dawn.

- Hi.

- Hi. Nice to meet you.

Anyway, your daughter,

I guess,

she dropped this

in my backyard.

Oh, God, I'm...

I'm so sorry.

I keep telling her to stay

out of other people's yards.

No, it's not a problem.

She was just walking around back there.

Did she tape you?

Um...

I don't know.

'Cause she does that

sometimes.

She tapes people.

Why does she do that?

Uh...

I don't know.

Um, well, I've got to go.

But thank you so much

for bringing this

back to Millie and...

I'll make sure that she

stays out of your yard.

You having

another party?

Sorry?

Well, I've seen you in here a couple

of times buying the same stuff.

I thought maybe... Uh...

That'll be $155.82.

I thought maybe you might

be throwing some parties.

No parties.

Well, that doesn't look like

a very healthy diet.

Just kind of a phase.

Andales. Andales.

Hurry hurry.

Go go go with me.

Hurry, girl! Hurry.

Hurry, Margie.

Oh my God, oh my God,

oh my God, oh my God.

- Hey!

- Oh my God, oh my God.

Run run run run!

(Esperanza shouting)

I see you.

Hey! Hey!

Holy shoulder!

Hey.

Are these yours?

There you go.

You can have those back.

Let me ask you

a question.

Does that look like a church back there?

'Cause it's not.

It's my house.

It's private property.

And I don't want you four

wandering around back there

when I'm not home

with a bunch of candles

doing whatever it is

that those things do. Okay?

And you're gonna put

paint on my wall?

All right?

That's vandalism.

- Got it?

- Please. Please, Mr. Poole.

Calm. We didn't paint

anything on your wall.

- Really?

- Really.

- No, nothing?

- No no no...

Okay, so what's that?

Wanna tell me

what that is?

Oh my God.

That's not paint,

Mr. Poole.

And we did not

put it there.

So what is it?

It's blood.

- Oh...

- It's the holy blood.

- Blood?

- Yes.

Okay.

- Oh my God.

- Let me tell you something.

All three of you are

old enough to know better

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