The woman insisted that the black nanny had lice on her head.#movie

I need you to use this.

What is it?It's a special shampoo.It gets rid of anything that's... the eggs.

Or, um...

I don't have Lysimus' pastas.I never said that they did.

He's so wonderful.My homie.Where did you learn to be so great with children?Hi there, hon. I'm losing my mind around...

His hair.Is there something crawling in it?We found lice in Johnny's hair, but I got a book from the library and we just need to wash everything.

What?

Who else?I've never had lice.You've never had lice.No one that we know has ever had lice.

You don't have to wash everything.Just the baby's clothes and his blankets.And tomorrow you can scrub his hair with the medicated shampoo they sell at the supermarket.These are just a few harmless insects.

Coral, well I see that your hair is the same as it was yesterday.Yes, Mrs. Masters, I feel like it's since me. I'm referring to the shampoo that I gave you.Did you use it?Brother checked.He didn't find nothing.Anything?

He didn't find anything?It cost me four dollars to get my hair done every week.I can't afford to mess it up.So you didn't use the shampoo, even though you told me, you promised me, that you would.Dr. Masters, I don't have lice.I swear I don't.

My brother said Negroes can't even get it.Coral, this conversation is between you and me.

Her brother is right.Negroes do have tightly coiled, low -density hair, which makes it very inhospitable for light.So it does seem unlikely she would have it.

Unlikely is not impossible.I don't see why we need to involve Dr. Masters in this discussion.Coral, could you come here, please?This relationship is about trust.I leave you in my house every day with my child, and if I can't trust you...Mrs. Masters.

What if something, God forbid, happened to Johnny?I need you to sit down with me, please.Mrs. Masters, I'll use the shampoo.No, Coral, that is the point.I can't trust you anymore to do it yourself.If you don't sit down with Coral, you'll have to leave, and you will not be welcome back.

Tiff, get your hair redone.It's my treat.

Came to talk to you about Coral, ma 'am. Coral? Has something happened to Coral? Someone had forced her head under a faucet and scrubbed at it. I had to wash her hair. My infant's unhappy.

Lice.

That must have been upsetting.for you.

It was.

And upsetting for Coral.

Why are you doing this to me?Is this our life now?

Everything will be fine.

When?When exactly will everything be fine?

That's all I think about.How to do right by you, baby.