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All right, mama.

You look well.

- Okay.
- I do?

Yes, you do. You look nice.

- It's a lot.
- It is a lot.

Okay.

You like isolation, huh?

You want a special invitation?
Get your ass in the line. Let's go!

Fuck off! Don't come over here.

Ain't no damn way
you coming back up in here.

-Why not?
-Back up.

I was wondering
why the hell you disappeared.

RAP sheet as long
as a goddamned sidewalk.

I'ma call the cops,
you keep standing there.

All right, well,
then give me my two weeks back.

-From a year and a half ago?
-Then give me my job back.

You know what?

Here. Here-- Here you go.

That good enough for you?

Is that Inez?

- Oh, my God!
- How you doing, mama?

I thought you moved
to another shelter.

No, you know I was in Rikers.

They had me in there
for boosting and shit.

Can't wait for you
to get at this hair, though.

If I go get the dye,
will you please do it for me next week?

I really missed you, girl.

Yeah, and apparently these roots too.

What you been doing?

- What she been doing?
- Nothing.

Yes, the roots missed you too.

Terry, hurry up!

Hey-hey-hey-hey…

You ain't getting nothing from
the store if you keep acting like that!

Inez, whatever happened
to that scammer you was fucking with?

You ever hear from him?

We missed you, yo.

Terry.

You don't hear me calling you?

You don't remember me now?

Just let me see your eyes, T,
so I know you're not mad at me.

He not gonna answer.

I'm back across the street
at the shelter.

And, look,
I'm staying out of trouble this time.

I'ma be around here for good now.
You hear that, T?

Just want to make sure you're doing okay.

Here. Get you another Icee.

Look, y'all keep this between us, aight?

Don't let nobody know I came by here.

Okay.

- You're pretty.
- See y'all around.

Man, stop flirting with people.

Hey! Hey-hey-hey! None of that!

Get up. Get up. Okay, let's go!

Everybody, if you don't know how to act,
then we not coming to the park!

Turn around. Let's go!

I got the perms, the hairs, the weaves!

- Fuck off the street!
- Wash and dry.

- I know you want that hair done.
- Next time, I'ma hit you!

Hey-hey-hey, ma-ma-ma-ma!

Excuse me, excuse me.

Hold on. Slow down.

Hey, you know you want me
to do your hair.

Bitch, move!
What the fuck is wrong with you?

Thank you, baby.

Hey, come here.

How are you?

I want to take this French roll out
and put me some length in.

Yeah, you know, I do braids for 75.

-Call me.
-All right.

My number's right there, right there.

Aight.

I'm about to ask y'all
a serious question.

Who is y'all best player of all time?

Bro, what?

Michael Jordan!

- Shawn.
- Huh? Oh. Oh, hi.

How's your friend doing?
I need to know he's okay.

Terry not here no more.
Stop asking!

Well, figure out a better answer.

Now, if I tell you, what you gonna gimme?

-Here.
-Thank you.

Now what's up?

He at the hospital.

The hospital? Why?
What happened?

Running from our foster mother.

Fell out the window, hit his head.

Let me see.

It hurt?

You know, you could've died
doing something like that?

What's wrong with the one I gave you?

It's corny.

All right, well,
then buy your own fucking toy, then.

What you like?

Power Rangers.

Tell me more
about your foster mother.

You like her?

She probably gone anyway.

When I was in foster care,
stuff like this happened all the time.

My sister used to look out for me.

But she ran away.

Where's she at now?

I don't know.

I can't find her.

My family's gone, boo.

You left me on the street corner?

Who would tell you something like that?

Why the fuck would they tell you
some shit like that?

Get that out your head.

Hey, yo, what's up, ma?
What you doing?

Pushing my way. Where you going?
What's happenin'?

Yo, he got his feelings hurt.
He got his feelings hurt.

Wow, really?

Hold up. Hold up, hold up, hold up.

Want to split this?

Yeah.

Okay.

Um,

T…

I just wanted to come say bye.

Just for a little while.

Um…

I think they gonna move you.

I don't know where yet,

but I'll see you soon.

Save my beeper number,

just in case,

till I find you, okay?

When?

I don't know yet.

Why you keep leaving me?

Well, that means you have bad luck,

because I'm about to do a karate kick!

Pow! Pow!

Would it make you feel better
if you came to stay with me?

Just for a couple days?

Yeah.

All right, we gonna go to Harlem
where I grew up at.

Yo, look how big
this man's head is.

You want to see New York
turn into the suburbs?

-How's the pizza?
-Good.

Where's my dad at?

He's gone.

You wouldn't have liked him anyway.
I got somebody else in mind.

You miss your old friends?

They're not my friends.

Yeah. Sometimes
I feel like I ain't got no friends either.

Except you.

Ugh.

How much longer?

How much longer?

We're sorry.

-How much--
-Terry, just gimme a minute, please.

We gonna sleep out here?

-You want to?
-No.

All right, then shut the fuck up
and let me finish!

…and try your call again.

Sorry for cursing.

Damn, Terry! Just go, go.
Go back to Brooklyn.

-Go back to Brooklyn!
-I don't want to go back!

-I'll call your social workers right now!
-I want to stay with you!

Well, then stop crying
and look at me.

All you got is me. Okay?

I'll go to war for you, you know that?

Do you understand that?
Against anybody.

Against this whole fucked-up city.

They can try all they want.

They can try all they want,
but they not breaking us up this time.

You want to find a new home?

Hmm?

Yes.

But I need to know
we in this thing together.

Tell me.

-We're in this together.
-Tell me!

We're in this together!

Hello?

Kim? Boo, it's Inez.

Oh, my God,
thank God you got the same number.

Listen, I'm uptown.

Y'all go sit in the living room
while I talk to her real quick.

-Is that Ghetto Inez in my living room?
-Shh!

When did you start hanging
with her again?

She's with her son.
Please don't say anything.

She needs a place to stay.

Want to come say hi?

Girl, I'm tired.

For how long?

I don't know.

We'll deal with this tomorrow.

Good morning, sunshine.

If y'all are hungry,
I'ma make breakfast downstairs.

Come on, dance with me.

Oh.

Look at you. Look at you.

You get your GED?

-Inside.
-Really?

Yo, that's fly.

Bruh, you get, like, excited
about the weirdest things.

I'm proud of you!

So what's your plan?

You up here for good or…

I don't know.
I'm tired of these catty-ass shops.

-Start your own.
-With what money?

What am I supposed to do right now?

Me and my son
need something to eat right now.

Yeah.

You know, I've been meaning
to ask you about Terry.

So, you have him with, uh, Lucky?

Me and Lucky were broken up
when I had T.

He still locked up?

Yeah.

I'll introduce them when he gets out.

The city had him.

He's not supposed
to be with me.

Yo, can't you get locked up
for some shit like that?

Not if you keep it to yourself.

Um…

It's safe with me.

Nez, we good.

Look at the cute little dinosaurs.

-They look dumb.
-Okay, no, they don't.

Stop being mean.

She working?

I think she went job hunting today.

You can't go to anybody's place
looking and talking like that.

And all that yakking.

Ma, she can borrow my stuff.

Terry, you like the coloring books, baby?

Good. You know, when I was your age,
my mother taught me how to read.

She spent a lot of time with me.

Well, let me get a loosie, a Big Burst

and some sunflower seeds,
the nacho cheese ones.

…a six-year-old boy snatched.

Brookdale, one of the city's most troubled

and underfunded hospitals,
reports the child was spending

one of his last mornings in patient care.

Um, they talking about that kid
that got snatched in Brooklyn?

I don't know that story.

All right, matter of fact,
let me get a newspaper too.

…information
to please call Crime Stoppers

at 800-577-1212.

- Jones residence.
-Yeah, Kim.

I need you to make sure
you keep Terry in your sight.

-Don't let him out of your sight.
-What?

Just keep him in the house.

-Inez, where are you?
-Just do it! Please, Kim!

I don't want nobody asking questions.

-I got to handle some things.
-Of course.

-She say where she was at?
-Uh-uh.

Doesn't make sense. It doesn't
take this long to look for work.

- You like to play games, Terry?
- This is ridiculous.

So quiet.

Who's hiding in there?

Mmm?

I found work.

Come on, boo,
so you can try these on.

You like 'em?

They're too big.

You'll grow into them.

Why don't you take 'em upstairs?

Kim, check the stove for me, please.

Okay.

Can you just at least
act like you see me here?

Exactly what do you expect
and want from me?

Strolling in here
after being God-knows-where…

Doing what I had to.

Like some kind of streetwalker.

What the fuck did you just call me?

Shit.

Run that back again.

Ma, Inez…

You always treated me like I'm not
good enough to be around your daughter.

Whatever you think of me,
just spit it out!

I don't think anything of you.

-Inez, what's up with you?
-What!

-What!
-No! I'm fine.

Glass almost cut my foot.

Turning my house
into damn 125th Street.

-Ma!
-No, no.

The hell are you teaching
that little boy up there?

Twenty-two years old,
acting like a child.

You want them to take you serious,
be from Harlem, not of Harlem.

So that's it?

You don't have nothing else to say?

-I said I was…
-To me!

Was I wrong? Yes.

But what else do you want me to say?
That I'm nothing? A streetwalker?

You can't keep fighting
everyone you disagree with.

We got to grow up.

Okay, look, my mom's gonna be
who she's gonna be, but, like…

But, like, what?

When are you going to realize
that you are enough?

Who cares what she says?

Why even let any of that shit get to you?

She…

She said I was a bad mother.

Come here. Come here.

She forgets you don't have one.

Hey, you.

You better get that chip
off your shoulder.

I know you hear me.

Come on.

All right, promise me
you're gonna be good for Mommy?

T, don't go up.

We don't really know anybody here.

I lied.

Don't look at me like that.

Get off me.

-Why you being mean to me?
-'Cause you keep fucking up!

Ow!

Who said you could talk to me like that?

-I liked them!
-Okay, well, yeah. What about me?

What about me, Terry?

Some shit is more important
than some coloring books.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Wait right here.

Hey, this is Wanda.

Leave a message after the beep,
and I'll call you back.

- Hello?
-Hi. This Cynthia?

-Who this?
-Listen, I need a favor.

-What?
-The building that I'm living in,

it got asbestos,
and they cleared everybody out.

Inez, I'm sorry. You can't stay here.

The number you are calling
is no longer in service.

- Hello.
-It's your old hairdresser, Inez.

-You said who?
-Just give me the address,

-and we'll come by later. Terry!
-I did not say…

Terry, are you crazy?
Where were you going!

-Get off me! Get off me!
-Are you crazy?

Our stuff was in there!

I can't go back to that shelter.

How long you been
on the street?

Long enough.

Where are your people?

Gone.

Gone where?

You from up here?

I lost 'em.

Lost them how?

Yeah.

You and the rest of us.

My baby girl's still struggling.

Her son's about the same age
as your little boy.

Pea?

Pea?

You can take the little room
on the second floor.

Yes?

Clear your things
from Sadie's old room. Mmm?

-Okay?
-Okay.

And like I tell all my tenants,

try anything, I keep a .44 ready.

Go show him where to go, baby.

Is this your house?

Ooh!

Mmm!

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm.

Mmm. Girl.

It's nothing.

Does that mean
I don't have to pay you?

Well…

Girl, I feel like something.

-Thank you, sweetie.
-Mm-hmm.

I can't even get it this time.

Where does the rent go?

That-- No.

Just leave it right there.

Got him.

Yeah.

Oh, no, wait.

- You ever see her?
- Who? Oh, Crystal?

Yeah, your daughter.

She, um…

She's cleaned up a few times.

That's a battle I can't fight.

She'll come home for good
when she's ready.

By the way,
if you're still looking for better money,

uh, a friend of mine
might have a job for you.

Really? Where at?

Cleaning staff for a nursing home
on Jamaica Avenue.

-In Queens?
-Yes, Queens.

That's, like, a two-hour train ride.

Well…
…do what you want.

Just don't waste anymore time
feeling sorry for yourself.

Your generation don't know
just how good you have it.

Jaywalking is a fact of life here.

"No more," says Mayor Giuliani.

He plans to crack down on pedestrians

who cross where and when
they're not supposed to.

I'll walk where I want to walk!
Motherfucker…

Plan with me

to make the realistic changes

that will actually make people's lives

better than they are right now,

and work hard with me

to apply these plans to improve our city.

Dream, believe,

plan and work.

This is the foundation
for the process of change.

Say, "Hi, Mommy."

-Hey.
-Hi.

Tell Mommy what books we read today.

Hey, girl.

The dash is missing.

Huh?

Never mind.

Yo, how much they charge you?

-350.
-Okay.

You did good, babe.

How you like the job?

I miss doing hair.

He back in school yet?

Hand me a screw.

Got to get a copy
of his birth certificate and all that.

I, um, started applying too.

I'm going to Clark Atlanta in the fall.

-You leaving us?
-I wouldn't say it like that.

I'm happy for you.

You could go back too.

Even if it's part-time
or something like that.

Yeah, someday.

All right, baby.

You got cereal and milk.
Leftovers is in the fridge.

And don't heat it up
for over 60 seconds,

'cause if you do,
your mouth will get burnt.

And do not answer the door for anybody.

If the phone rings,

wait for the answering machine
to come on to see if it's me.

Okay?

I'll be back from work around 6:00.

Okay?

Be good, boo.

Today the streets
are even more dangerous than you think.

You like flying?

I got something
that'll really make you fly.

So talk to your kids
about drugs, or…

Quincy Jones has made his mark in music

as a composer, conductor
and arranger

during a time
when it was almost unheard of

for a Black composer
to do a Hollywood movie.

The imagination's always been
a comfort zone, safety zone, really,

because it's something you can run to

and make it anything you want, really.

This house look--

Everything okay?

Why nobody looking for me?

Because we made it too hard for them.

That was the whole point, remember?

Come here.

Hey.

Look.

I don't know what the fuck to tell you, T.

But there's more to life
than fucked-up beginnings.

You're not holding it right!

Hey, talk to me nice. I got this.

You ready?

You ready-ready?

Yeah!

You did it! You did it! You did it!

You gonna throw it all the way over--

Throw that thing better than that.

Now you just being lazy.

You ready?

Yeah.

Mmm.

Ooh!

Okay, yeah, you did it.

I never had my own room growing up.

You wanna try?

Who lived here before us?

I don't know. A bunch of immigrants.

-And before them?
-I don't know, baby.

We can go to the library
and look it up.

Down and up. Down--

Who's that?

This is me.

When I was first coming out
of the group home.

Cute little thing.

My body was a playground for
a thousand niggas before you came along.

That's nasty.

Hey, I got more of us,

but things get lost
when we moving around so much.

- Yo. Open up.
- Hold on, hold on.

It's Rudy.

-Hello.
-Hey.

My bad I'm late.
Some of the papers took longer to get.

What if he needs to go
to the doctor?

Just show up and say he's sick.

And I got one for the city
so it looks legit.

Okay.

Hotbox, numbers.

-Whatever you need, hit me up.
-Okay.

-Okay?
-Okay.

Okay, I went with Daryl,
last name Raymond.

We just moved in from Jersey.

Your middle name is Terry.

I don't like it.

Hi, Kim.

Daryl Raymond.

…three, two, one. Now!

That's him?

Why you standing there
looking scared?

Neighbor down the hall
walks him home for me after school.

Terry, I want you to meet Lucky.

Hey, Lucky.

What's up, little man?

Lucky's gonna be moving in with us.

For how long?

Damn.

Little nigga trying
to kick me out already.

Come here.

What's this cut on your face?

Let me get one for good luck, babe.
Let me get one for good luck.

Mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm.

You can get a shot. You want a shot?
You can get a shot. Go ahead. Take a shot.

Terry! Terry!

Yeah, get it, Pea!

- Pea, out! Pea, out!
- Out of my kitchen!

- Out of my kitchen!
- Look at the D! Look at the D!

Good job, Pea.

Shoot! Pass it. Pass it.

-Let me get another.
-No.

Pass it.

Want to go again?

What's wrong?

Where was he before?

How many times
you gonna ask me that?

Till I get an answer.

He belongs with his mother.

Nobody's even looking for him.

Course they're not looking for him
because they're looking for me.

And every other nigga round here
with a target on they back.

Hey, how many times
I been locked up for you, Lucky?

I just got out, man!

Trying to move on from all that shit.

Do you remember what it felt like
to grow up without a father?

Just want us to be a family. That's all.

That's not my fucking kid.

I just wanted you.

But you fucked up in the head.

Yeah, nuts for thinking
you would fucking understand.

I didn't sign up for this shit.

"You are not a cow."

"You are not a boat
or a plane or a snore."

-"Snort."
-"Snort."

-Stop.
-"You are not a boat."

-"Or…"
-"Or a plane

-or a snort."
-"Snort."

"You are my mother."

"You are a bird,

and you are my mother."

Yeah.

"And you are my mother.

And you are my mother.
And you are…"

I literally saw you look at her
with my own eyes.

Is it 'cause she lighter than me?

-'Cause her hair's nicer?
-You're too sensitive.

Well, then just be sensitive
to my sensitivity.

Where'd you stay this whole time?

Was posted up with Mike.

-That bike not hot, is it?
-No.

One.

All right,
I need another can of broth.

Come on, let me do that after the game.

No. Can you go now?

And why don't you take Terry with you?

How you doing, Lucky?

I'm good, 'Licia.
How you doing, shorty?

You should call me.

Do me a favor.

Walk on this side of me.

It's for your protection.

You always this quiet?

Sometimes.

And what you thinking about?

Well, it sounds like a lot.

How did you get that name Lucky?

Made a few mistakes, that's all.

That's a story for another time.

-And I'm a mistake too?
-Who told you that?

It's why you don't want me around.

That's not true.

You're a blessing.

For your mom especially.

Everything is just…

just complicated.

Aight? Come on.

How'd you get that one?

Guy cut me with a knife.

Why?

He wanted something I took.

You see this one right here?

See it?

On the East Side,

everybody hide they box cutters
right here.

It hurt?

Yeah, a little bit.

HOT 97.

Everything's changing.

A couple of years from now,

we're not gonna have to worry
about this at all.

What do two crooks know
about raising a family?

Yeah!

Yes!

Let me get a picture.

Girl,
he holding you like he love you, okay?

Terry, now!

And we on the block
right now celebrating.

Shout-out to the newlyweds,
Lucky and Inez.

- Yes, girl, show me the ring!
- Okay! All right!

What the ring like?

That's exactly
what we bringing here to the block.

Right here, right now.

Come get a plate. Come get a cup.

Come get whatever you need,
and come rock out with your boy.

Come here.

You look good, ma.
You look good!

T…

your mother's my wife now.

But I want you to know
from the bottom of my heart

that I'm here for the both of you.

We blood now.

You scared
I'ma take her away from you?

No.

Nobody's going anywhere,
from this point on.

I promise
to protect you and your mother.

You understand?

Yes.

We're gonna give you
the life that we never had.

Aight? You hear me?

Mmm?

Come here.

Up-up-up. There we go. There we go.

Girl, you got you a family now.

Whoo!

King of the world!

Aw.

We got to get this.
Hold on, hold on. Here we go.

- Wait.
- Look at the camera, T.

-Look at the camera.
-Ready?

Ah!

Say, "Family!"

Family.

I'm so happy for y'all.

Let me see.

What you want to hear?

That one.

If Federal Court
lets new zoning laws take effect,

starting today,

42nd Street will have
to take on a different look, or else.

According to the mayor,
the crackdown on low-level offenses

is a quality-of-life issue.

If you change, in fact,

the true nature of the establishment,

then you probably have a defense
under the law.

- Turn it up!
- Today, at 11:00,

the police officer said
he sodomized Abner Louima

in the presence of another officer,

although, he did not implicate
any of the four other officers.

…there are serious questions
about police practice and race.

- A young African immigrant died…
-Shit's fucked up!

…when four plainclothes cops
shot him 19 times,

firing 41 bullets.

The shock waves are still
being felt in New York City tonight

following the acquittals
in the controversial trial.

An officer
is allowed to stop, question you,

if he develops any more suspicions,
he can frisk you.

So really, it should be described as

stop-question-frisk.

Yer.

What up, T?

Yer.

How you been?

I'm not starting freshman year
without no pussy, B.

Light skin, fatty, exotic,

hair down to the ass,
no medium to hot breath…

Them shorties
don't want you.

No, nigga, that's standards.
Don't fault me for caring about my heart.

Go get that!

Nah. Nah.

-I'm good.
-"Nah." Keep not listening.

I am listening!

See how they respond
to that nice shit, man?

-What's good with that?
-I just got my own style.

Since when is "bum nigga" a style?

Hey, hey! You, you. Now.
Up against the wall, right now.

Yeah, just put your hands
where I can see 'em.

- Don't make any sudden move.
- Damn, bro.

Thought you looked older.

Daryl can be a little aloof sometimes.

He daydreams a lot.

But, overall, he's a very bright kid.

I was surprised to see
that you were his mother.

Most of our students here
aren't as articulate.

Oh, is that so?

To be honest, Mrs. Raymond, um,

I don't think Daryl belongs here.

Have you thought about applying
to the specialized high schools?

No.

I'd like you to meet Ms. Tucker.

Hi.

She's a counselor
at Tech, Science and Leadership.

I also run an outreach program
on the side

to get more students like Daryl
to take the test.

Would you be open to that, Daryl?

If they got girls.

A lot of the kids
go on to MIT, Harvard.

It might take some getting used to.

There wouldn't be as many minorities.

Ma, you know
the laundromat shut down?

Yeah. They sold the building.

So, where we supposed to go?

Go down to Ramirez.
What's a couple of blocks?

I don't like going over there.

Well…

We got stopped by the cops again.

Um, were they looking for someone?

I don't know.

Did they take your name?

No.

I'm just calling it out
so you know it ain't me.

Girl, and then
he talk about he want to move in.

I'm like, "Are you paying half the rent?"

-Hey, girl. How you doing?
-Hey, girl, what's up?

Hello.

Girl, so you know,
like, I'm a woman.

I shouldn't be paying rent
if a man stay here.

-You know what I'm saying?
-What's going on over there?

Girl, you know
they bought the building.

But anyway, girl,
what you think I should do, though?

You think I should,
like, split the rent?

Girl, I don't know.

Right, 'cause I ain't doing that.

- Ah!
- Scared me half to death!

-Here, let me get that.
-Anything else?

Mom, I'm hungry.

Well then, go to the store.

With what money?

I gave you money earlier this week, Terry.

Come on.

Look, I only got ten dollars to my name.
I'm giving you five.

Here.

You thought any more about what she said?

-Who said?
-Your teacher.

Why does everything good mean
I got to go somewhere else?

Well…

You'll probably fit right in.

As soft as you are, I'd rather that
than you chasing after Pea.

Speaking of him,
I'm switching to the night shift

so I can be here after school.

Make sure you're not just running around.

What's up with you and Luck?

Excuse me?

Y'all not talking or something?

Stop trying to change the subject.

Listen.

I'm not saying you gotta go.

But at least think about it.

I'll buy you a new pair of Jordans.

In each portion,

you will have approximately ten minutes
per section…

You want me to pull up there
with you or something?

'Cause you acting mad-pussy right now.

Anything else?

Yeah, where can I call you?

Simone, quit playing!

-Aight, give me your name on AOL.
-"Unavailable222."

Wow.
So I can't even get to know you?

Yeah, get her, T.

Listen, there's nothing else
I need to know about you

or your little dirty-ass,
smelly-ass friend.

Stop acting like
we ain't doing you a favor, Midnight.

- Nappy-head ass.
- Next customer.

Knew you wasn't getting that.

I ain't tripping on her.

'Cause I already tried four times.

-Got to be a dyke!
-Shut the hell up, Pea.

That's why I want one
of them Indian-looking girls.

Shoot, they fire.

Let me see. Let me see it.

Oh, my…

You got into Tech?

I don't see the big deal.

Thought all I had to do
was prove that I can get in.

I changed my mind.

Well, I didn't! I ain't going!

Boy, you know how hard I'm busting my ass
to get you chances I never had?

You make me feel like a damn fool.

-Be a fool, then.
-Boy!

I need you to talk some sense
into him. Please.

Saying what, exactly?

That he should go
to a better school.

He doesn't want to be controlled.

Who gives a fuck
about what he wants?

What does he need?

I don't know.

Matter of fact, I do.

It's you.

Like how?

You're too tough.

Okay. What else?

I'm listening.

Maybe if you quiet down some…

he would actually hear
what you have to say.

Okay.

I don't even remember
the last time I raised my voice.

He'd do good at any school.

You used to like when I got spicy.

"Try and be quiet."

"You should try and be quiet."

Right?

Quiet like when
you went missing for weeks,

and I sat here and said nothing?

-And never mind who you was with.
-See, there it go.

If I get any more quieter,
I won't even have a fucking voice at all.

I'm not about to sit here
and argue with you.

That's real easy for you to say,
'cause you get to be the saint, right?

You get to be the saint,

while I'm stuck here
fighting these wars all by myself.

- See how loud you're getting?
- What…

-Well, then fucking show up for me, Lucky.
-Fuck this shit.

Show up for me!

I wonder what'd happen if I leave too.

You scared.

Something's gonna happen.

I can feel it.

I can feel it.

Did he tell you
he got stopped by the cops again?

A few times.

Then let him use his other name.

-He doesn't have an--
-That's not the fucking point, Lucky!

Shit. I don't know, aight?

They's bound to come any-fucking-where.

Take care of your moms, T!

Where Luck going?

And you-- I'ma say this one time.

You look at me when I'm fucking talking.

It's either you go to that school,
or you find somewhere else to live.

You hear me?

…where to push
and where not to push.

But I'ma take but so much,
and she gon' take but so much,

so we compromise.

It works out for you guys.
So, you gonna get married or…

- Uh--
-All right, all right, all right.

That's a whole 'nother show.

I'm sorry. You had a comment. Yes?

You say you do it for the attention.

There are other ways of getting attention.

Doesn't it cost you a lot of friendships
and relationships, being a bitch?

Well, it has cost me a lot
of friendships and a lot of relationships,

but I find in life that sometimes,

having a friend in yourself
is better than having--

worrying about having people
as your friends,

'cause no one's
gonna look out for you but you,

- and I've learned that in life.

I've looked out for people,
you know, but--

You seem to make some sense.

I mean, I'm saying,
I have friends now.

- They're bitchy like me, so we get along.

We-- I'm serious.
We understand each other.

- And, like, I'm generous…
-They got a little dog pound.

Right. And I help--
I help out some of my family members,

as well as they help me.

But they also know
where to push my buttons

and where to go also, as Paul said.

Okay, yes?

I know I like to get what I want,

but I think there are other ways
to do that--

That only makes people…

Come shoot some hoops with me.

I'm about to go to the store.

Come here.

You need some money?

-Ma gave me some.
-Here.

Take it anyway.

A man should always have some money
in his pocket.

So, um, where you been at?

I needed some time to clear my head.

Feels like it's been a lot longer
than that this time.

Y'all breaking up or something?

Want to shoot?

Your mother ever tell you how we met?

No.

She used to work at this coffee shop
that closed down a few years ago.

I used to get my hair cut
right across the street.

I'd go in,
I'd order me a bagel or whatever.

But I'm still not sure
how I'ma kick it to her.

And ended up telling her the truth.

That she was the most beautiful woman…

that I ever seen.

Were you nervous?

I just felt like she should know.

But something told me to go back, right?

This is when I had my other bike.

A few days later,
I said, "Let me take you for a ride."

We been rocking ever since.

T…

don't get caught up in none of this shit
that you see around here.

Have I ever?

Took me too long to learn that.

I don't want to see you fall into
the same traps as me and your mother.

I want you
to make better choices than me.

When it comes to her.

When it comes to everything.

I, uh…

I got into the specialized high school.

Oh, yeah?

-So what you gon' do?
-I don't know.

What you think?

It's not up to me, T.

You getting older now.

Time for you
to start thinking for yourself.

What?

I love you.

You hear me?

Yeah.

Check up.

Oh, got it.

Psst, psst.

Ayo, ma!

What are you doing here?

I can't walk with my lady?

-How was work?
-Good.

Good morning.

Yo, you remember what it's like
when we were coming up?

I remember.

You should be proud of yourself, Inez.

We made it.

You don't seem happy.

Think Terry resents me?

Teenagers hate everybody.

But I do sense a little void in him.

First couple years of his life,
he ain't had nobody.

Kid's still walking around here
with a broken heart.

Maybe it's time for y'all
to have that conversation.

Give him some of the answers
that he been looking for.

Yeah, I'll know when the time's right.

Um…

I was thinking,
when Terry goes off to school,

maybe I'll get to doing hair again.

Maybe open up a shop.

Can't wait.

Thank you.

Citizens, I am honored
and humbled to serve

as the 108th mayor
of the city of New York.

As Toni Morrison has said,

"New York is the last true city."

And it is the vitality
of our neighborhoods that define us.

In the next four years,

I will devote myself
to building a better New York--

safe, strong

and ready to lead the world
in the 21st century.

Thank you.

I, Michael R. Bloomberg,
mayor of the city of New York…

- Do solemnly swear…
-Do solemnly swear…

That I will…

So, um, which one you, uh…

which one you want to hear?

Let me hear that one.

It's mad old, though.

Old?

The fuck is The Delfonics, B?

Why don't you pass me
that one right there.

-Yeah, who?
-Yeah.

What does it say?

The sample.

Wasn't too old for the Fugees.

Yo, come on.

You don't even know your own taste.

Yo, these shits is, like,
mad random, though, like…

Yo, you deadass a old head.
Like, what are you talking about?

Cassettes in here. What's going on?

Come on.

T.

Hey, I want you to hang on to that.

That way, you can take your time
flipping through everything.

So, which college you decided on?

I don't know yet.

You should be more excited.

Nah.

-I am.
-Aight.

Well, go somewhere far.

You know, my era,

we ain't get those kind of shots.

Yeah.

Maybe.

Go on and show off
that legacy of Harlem.

Hi. I'm Jerry.

Uh, I'm your new landlord.

The lady across the hall said
that your husband has cancer.

Really sorry to hear that.

It's all right.

So you own those buildings
across the street too?

Yeah. Yeah.

Everything working okay?

Heat coming up?
Hot water? All that?

I actually just realized that, um,

I got a few loose tiles
around my shower area.

Oh! Yeah. Let's go look at it.

Uh-oh.

Something happen here?

Yeah.

We tried to fix it a few times,
but it keeps falling off.

-I can fix this for you.
-Really?

Yeah.
This is no problem at all.

Um…

Wow.

Maybe some new cabinets, too,

because these have to be
at least 20 years old.

-Have you met Javier?
-Who?

-Uh, the new super.
-No.

Okay, let me see
when I can get my guys in here

to take care of all of this,

and then also your tiles, okay?

-Thank you.
-Yeah. You got it. No problem.

Hey.

Anybody else come by?

How you feeling?

We talked about his schools.

Simone,
can you wipe down 84 and 83?

Try not to look so pitiful.

We're here for the repairs.

Thank you.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

- Uh, where at?
- Over there, to the right.

I see.

-See that one right there?
-There.

Manna's. Simone speaking.

Oh, uh…

Si-- Simone?

Yes?

Oh, um…

Yeah, I just, um--

Yeah, I-- I just wanted to let you know
I think you're the most, uh…

well, you're the most, uh, beautiful girl,
you know, or whatever, you know.

I was just trying to see if you…

Would you please
stop fucking calling here? I'm working.

Well, call me tonight, then.

Fine.

To stay or to go?

Look. The whole sink is gone.
Look at the hole by the shower.

It wasn't so big at first,

but more fell down this morning.

All we got left is the kitchen sink.

Yeah, I know. I know. I know.

-Let me show you the kitchen.
-No, no, I already saw it.

Um…

Inez, this--
this is my… this is my mistake.

The guys,
they thought this was a full flip,

like some of the other units,

so I'm happy to have them
come back in and finish up,

and I won't charge you anything or…

Okay, yeah, just let me know the day.

I can stay home from work or Terry
could be here, if it's after school.

Well, we'd actually need you to--
uh, to clear out of the apartment.

'Cause there's--
there's just too much damage.

I mean, everything's got to get lifted--

Like how long?

I mean, as long as it--
you know, until it's done.

A couple months.

What are we supposed to do
in the meantime?

-Calm down.
-Don't tell me to calm down.

Like two adults, okay?

There's no reason here to get loud.

We have no bathroom,
no shower, Jerry.

We have no stove, Jerry.

Is-- There's not, like, a family member
or a friend you could stay with?

Look, this building is too old.

I come in and fix something,

I got to come back a couple months later
and do it again.

You know, this way, we come in here,

we replace everything all at once.

There's got to be another option.

Or you could leave.

My hands are tied.

Give me a call.
Let me know what you decide.

Yo, why you ain't fight him on that?

Hey, yo, home.

Can you walk
on the other side of me?

Hmm?

It's for your protection.

Come on.

Think you put enough?

You know you want one.

Mmm.

Why you always acting all stank
whenever we come around?

That's not a act. Your friends
are dumb as fuck, especially Pea.

"What you gonna do about that kitchen?"

"Damn, when you gonna eat
some more meals?"

"Wow! What up, Midnight?"

Aight, aight. I get it. I get it.

I'm sorry. I know those are your friends.

Is that how you act too?

You see me here, right?

I'm not here for anybody
trying to make me hate myself.

So how'd you miss a year of school
and still end up at Tech?

You like it?

It's okay.

Okay? And? What else?
What don't you like about it?

I don't know. Just don't.

There's nothing wrong
with being smart, you know.

We could use a few more engineers
around here.

I just don't care
about none of that, though.

Okay. So, what you want to do?

Oh.

I mean, I like a lot of things, you know.
Uh…

Right now, I'm-- I'm into music.

You want to rap?

Nah. Like…

Like, uh…

You ever seen The Wiz?

Yeah.

Yeah, like, stuff like that.

This Black dude, uh, Quincy Jones,

he, uh, did the whole score
for the movie, you know.

Did some other movies too.

Like a composer.

Yeah. Yeah.

PS, I know who Quincy Jones is.

You should be in some art school.

You could go to Juilliard.

I can help you figure out what it takes.

No.

Kids trying to get in there
have been training for years.

Well, where'd Quincy Jones go?

He didn't go to school.

I want to see you again.

I should be honest with you. Um…

I'm moving in a couple weeks.

To my uncle's in Florida.

This white guy
was trying to help us save the house,

but took the deed or something.

But we can keep in touch, though.

I'm gonna miss Harlem.

What's her name?

I don't know what you talking 'bout.

So who's the girl
I saw you hanging out with?

Just a girl, Ma.

Well, is she your girlfriend?

Come on.
You know I like Spanish girls, Ma.

Pardon me?

What, she look too much like you
for you to take seriously?

You know what, little boy?

I love you. I really do.

But I'm starting not to like you anymore.

Now, what's this all about?

Showing up late, not handing in your work.

Something's on your mind.

I said I'm fine.

What's going on with college?
You make a decision yet?

Daryl?

-Not yet.
-And why's that?

You discuss it with your mother?

Yeah.

A little.

You know this is a safe place.

How have things been at home
since your father got worse?

They, uh… They don't think
he's gonna come home.

I'm sorry to hear that.

I think the landlord's trying
to push us out or something.

Do you wanna come work
with me at CCA?

I run the after-school program.

Part-time, a few hours.

How much it pay?

Enough to help.

You do good, we'll work
on something better this summer.

I don't need working papers from you
since you're turning 18 soon.

Just ask your mother for
your birth certificate and Social, okay?

Um…

Thank you, Ms. Tucker.

I'm happy to help.

Yo, Ma!

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey.

Okay, breathe.

Okay, okay. Okay.

Maybe you should try
and eat some food.

Yeah?

-I'm not hungry.
-Okay.

Why do you love me?

The same reason everybody does.

That's not an answer.

I wanna know why.

You should, um…

You should probably stop talking
and get some rest, okay?

I never really knew where it came from.

Or whether or not…

whether or not I deserved it.

Maybe that's why I never…

I never fully gave it back.

Now I wonder…

I wonder if it's too late.

Damaged people
don't know how to love each other.

That's all.

T, sit down.

I need to talk to you
about a few things.

Um…

Before Lucky got sick, we wanted to
have a conversation with you about…

I don't wanna talk to you about Lucky.

It's not about him.

Yo, I don't wanna talk to you
about anything!

Yeah?

Only thing I ever wanted more
than a mother was a fucking father!

Maybe…

Maybe if you--
if you weren't so hard on him,

walking around here
so miserable all the time,

he'd still fucking be here!

Hmm.

You don't mean that.

Yo, Ma.

-Ma.
-What?

This lady over there,
she keep looking over here.

Who is that?

That's Lucky's daughter
and her mother.

Make 'em a plate.

She's what?

We'll talk about it later.

Fuck!

-Terry!
-Ma, what happened?

Come move this stuff!

One of the pipes!

I-- I got it!

Ma! Yo.

Come on, come on.

Sweetheart.

You seen Javier?

-Who?
-The super.

Oh, um, not since yesterday.

Sorry.

Daryl, we need to talk.

Your paperwork was denied.

What?

The Social Security number
you gave me isn't valid.

I'm glad I caught it
before somebody else did.

Yeah-- I-- I forgot. It-- It expired.

That's not how it works.

So, then wh--
That mean, like, I don't get the job or…

Well, before I can even look
into any of that,

we need to sort out
how you ended up with phony papers.

Did you really ask your mom?

She don't-- She don't have 'em.

You're from here, right?

-What you mean?
-Born in the States.

Yea-- Yeah. Nah, yeah, yeah.

Well…
…this could mean a lot of hell for you.

To get a job, to do anything.

I mean, it's still probably, you know,
like, with the city.

From when I was in foster care.

Huh.

Oh, I have a friend
down in Social Services who can help.

No, no, it's cool, it's cool, it's cool.

It's all good. It's all good.
We just-- It's all good.

Hey, Janice.

Listen, I need a favor.
I have a student here whose paperwork is…

Hey, no, no.
Hey, yo, yo, Ms. Tucker, come on!

It's all-- It's all good.

Um…

They-- They don't--
They don't know I'm with my mother.

-You know?
-And why is that?

Who are you supposed to be with?

-Um…
-Have you told anyone else about this?

-Nah.
-Is Daryl your real name?

If you lied on your college applications,
it's a felony.

It's Terry!

It's-- It's Terry Wallace.

How long ago did this happen?

When-- When I was little.

I was a social worker for years.

If the city didn't want to give you back,
it's likely because something happened.

Regardless of what,
you are still a ward of the state.

By law, I have to report this.

No. Do any of that even matter, though?

You know, I'm finna be 18
in a few weeks, you know, so…

I can't keep this to myself.

I have to speak with your mother.

-Can I talk to you?
-It'd be nicer if you could help.

-What happened?
-What does it look like, Terry?

Called the super ten times
since yesterday.

It's about the job with Ms. Tucker.

She, um-- She want
my birth certificate and my Social.

The real ones.

What do you mean, the real one?

The papers I found in your room,
they didn't work--

What do you mean, the papers you found
in my room? You went through my stuff?

-Why wouldn't you ask me?
-I didn't know I had to!

She want to come by tomorrow evening
and talk to you.

For what?

Well, I mean, I don't know.
What was I supposed to say?

I don't know how the hell
we gonna get ahold of those.

Come with me outside. I…

I need to smoke.

Starting to smell in here.

You wanted to leave me.

No.

No, Ma.

Why would you say something like that?

Forget it.

What time
your teacher coming tomorrow?

Around 6:00 or something. I think.

T, you should probably see

if you can stay with Pea
and Miss Annie a little while,

till they finish working on the apartment.

Where you gonna go?

I'll figure it out.

I'll go to your school tomorrow

and get everything straightened out
with Ms. What's-Her-Face.

Yo, Ma.

Yo, hey, Titi. What's up?

Um…

Yeah, you-- you heard from my mother yet?

Nah, I been--
I been trying to call her all morning.

No, she, um…

Yeah, just, um…

Yeah, just give me a call back
when you-- when you do.

Hey, y-yeah.

Yeah, Aunt Kim. Hold on. Let me…

Hey, no, let, uh--
let me give you a call back.

Hi, Terrance. Is your mother home?

Um…

N-- No.

She left for work already?

Yeah, um, I think so.

Do you mind if we come in
and talk for a bit?

Uh…

Yeah. I mean, yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.

Thank you.

-This is Anne.
-Hey.

And this is Officer Philips.
Officer Russo.

May we have a seat?

How long ago did she leave?

Yesterday evening.

What was the last thing
she said to you?

Did she say anything
out of the ordinary?

Anything unusual?

Well… not that I remember.

Everything seemed fine.

Excuse me, sir, could you--
could you--

could y'all, you know,
not go through all our stuff?

Terrance, we really need
your cooperation on this.

Uh, she, like, gonna get in trouble
or something?

You know, 'cause, I mean,
you know, why does it even matter?

I mean, you know,
I'm almost 18, you know, so.

Um…

Well, about that.

It's difficult for me to say
what I have to say right now.

Inez…

is not your biological mother.

N--

Like some joke or something?

No, it's not.

This is the woman who abducted you.

Whatever story she told you
was just a lie that she cooked up.

I am so sorry
you have to find out like this.

Are you sure
you don't know where she is?

Any ideas at all?

Give him some room, please.

For now, we need to focus on
what's best for Terry moving forward.

What's best for me?

He doesn't have any known relatives
that we can trust.

That's all right.

We can place him at Sheltering Arms
for the time being.

It's a family services program. It's…

I know what it is.

Just for a couple of weeks,
until we can navigate next steps.

If that's all right with you.

I don't know if your parents
are still on the street,

but we can work on that.

Everything was such a mess back then.

In my office, the only record
you had on some kids was…

just an index card.

Hello?

Terry, is that you?

Yeah. Y-- Titi--

I stopped by the group home, but
nobody seems to know where you are.

I'm at-- I'm at a pay phone.

I can't stay there.

You want to meet me back here?

I want you to come stay with me.

-Yeah.
-Okay.

I think you should
stop by the house first,

pick up any last things
you might want to take with you.

Yeah.

-I'll see you soon, baby.
-Okay.

Okay.

-Ma?
-Hey, Terry.

What you-- What you doing?

I left some things.

Look, don't stand over there
looking over me.

I'm sure they already got to you,
so feel free to run along.

Can we talk, though?

Talk about what?

You serious right now?

Fine. You want to talk, let's talk.

Fetch me my Newports.

-You was just over there…
-Over on the stand.

What you want me to say?

That I fucked up?

Yeah, T, I fucked up.

But life goes on. So what?

Well, as long as it's your call, right?

Who was the one who made the choice,
standing in that hospital?

-Was it you or me?
-Thinking you was my fucking mother!

Lower your fucking tone!

You better watch
how the fuck you talking to me.

Did Lucky know?

Yes, he knew.

He didn't agree with it, but he knew.

Why? Why you do it?

I don't know why I did it, T.

It was something small
that turned into something else.

And that's supposed
to make it right or something?

Who made you the chief
of right or wrong?

You don't think I have feelings too?

After all those years I took care of you,
who the fuck was there to take care of me?

I stood up for everybody else!
What the fuck was it for?

Every chance you had,

every chance you had,
you turned your back on me!

-That's not true.
-Oh, please.

Nobody else give a shit about Black women
except for other Black women,

and even that shit get messy.

Who heard me when I was hurt?

It wasn't you.

And it damn sure wasn't Lucky.

But you were my mother!

Mmm? Now, how am I supposed to feel?

I need to know what was real.

I never left you on that corner.

I was the one that found you.

Little two-year-old
running around outside the shelter.

I waited outside on that block
for hours with you.

Waiting for anybody to show up.

I saw so much of myself.

I just… I just wanted
to look out for you.

I didn't want you getting chewed out
like I was.

I seen somebody who needed me.

But…

But maybe I'm the one who needed you.

And, T, for that, I'm sorry.

I'm… I'm sorry.

I tried to change.

But I don't-- I don't want it.
I don't want this.

Not if… Not if it's built on a lie.

Not if being loved by you or anybody else
means not loving myself.

They not gonna let you get away with it.

I ain't going to jail.

I already know what the fuck
they gonna say anyway.

Already know. And guess what?

I don't give a fuck.

Because I still won.

I won.

Because I know you gonna grow up
to be somebody.

I wish I didn't know.

I wish-- I wish you could've did a better
job of keeping that lie to yourself.

I wish it could've continued
so that we could've continued, and I…

I wish I knew how to be better to you

so you didn't feel like
you had to leave me alone.

'Cause I'm scared.

I'm scared
that I won't have no home no more.

And one day I'm gonna show up,

and it's gonna feel like
we ain't never happened.

Ma!

Like this wasn't our living room?

Our home?

I miss my bed, Ma.

The one that you made for me.

Where's home for me now?

This isn't goodbye.

I promise. This isn't goodbye, T.

I promise.

I love you, Ma.

I love you.

I think you should go.

Okay, miss. Where to?