Meet Joe Black1998

Jamaican woman:
Obeah.

Joe Black:
[Jamaican accent] Rahtid. Obeah evil. I not evil, woman.

Jamaican woman:
And what you is then?

Joe Black:
I from that next place.

Jamaican woman:
You waitin' here to take us? Like you is the bus driver to there?

Joe Black:
No, man, I on 'oliday.

Jamaican woman:
Some spot you pick. [Groans faintly] The pain. Pain is bad, bad.

Joe Black:
I don't have nothin' to do with these things, you know.

Jamaican woman:
Make it go away.

Joe Black:
Doctor Lady make it alright.

Jamaican woman:
Uh-uh. Not this pain. This pain go through and through me. Make it go away.

Joe Black:
I can't, sister.

Jamaican woman:
You can, mister. Take me to that next place.

Joe Black:
It's not your time now.

Jamaican woman:
Make it time!

Joe Black:
You can't fool with the way things got to be.

Jamaican woman:
[Whimpering] Please...

Joe Black:
[Pauses] Close your eyes. Go on, sister. [Puts his hands on her, woman smiles and opens her eyes slowly] Soon.