Booker
God. Ain’t the mush done now?
Lucy
It’s done but I ain’t done wif you. You got to learn good befo’ you can eat good. Who redeem you?
Booker
Christ. I’ll stop being hungry for it if I don’t get it now.
Lucy
Bettah lose youah wishes an’ youah ahms an’ laigs an’ everything youah body’s fix wif an’ keep youah immortal soul. Who sanctify you?
Booker
The Holy Ghost. I don’t want nothing but mush.