All language subtitles for 1986 Soul Man English

* The gypsy woman
told my mother *

* Before I was born

* You got a boy
child's comin' *

* He's gonna be a
son of a gun *

* He gonna
make pretty womens *

* Jump and shout

* Then the world wanna know

* What this all about?

* But you know I'm him

* Everybody knows I'm him

* Well you know
I'm the Hoochie Coochie Man *

* Everybody knows I'm him

( glass shatters )

( blues plays )

* I got a black cat bone

* I got a mojo, too

* I got the Johnny Conkeroo

* I'm the Hoochie Coochie Man

* Everybody knows

- Hi.
- Hi.

Mail came.

They're here?

Both of them.

Holy shit.

You open yours first.

No, you.

- I'll open yours.
You open mine.
- Okay.

No, no, I'll open mine.
You open yours.

Okay, you open
yours first.

We'll open them together.

- Okay.
- On three.

- All right.
- One, two--

Wait a minute.

Gordon, before we do this,
I just wanna say

you're my best buddy.

And I love you.

And if you get accepted
and I don't,

I hope you rot in hell.

I feel the same way.

Thanks.

You son of a bitch.

You got in, didn't you?

Well, so did I.

Yeah!

Woo!

Yeah!

Harvard Law School!

Harvard fucking Law School!

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

Well, congratulations.

Thanks.

Mark, don't you think
an introduction might
be in order?

Absolutely.

Hi, I'm Mark Watson.

Oh.

( chattering )

Hello! Come on in!

How are you doing?

Come on, Brad, it'll be fun.

And it's never too soon
to start networking.

Howdy! Welcome.
Come on in.

Hey, Gordon, hi.

You guys, Bradley and
I just think

it is absolutely unbelievable

that you are both going
to Harvard Law!

Don't we, Bradley?

Uh, yeah, unbelievable.

Thanks, Brad.
Where you going?

Looks like B.U.

Oh.

Well, I tell you what.

When you get out,
have your girl call our girl.

We'll see what
we can do for you.

Oh, you guys.

So the way I figure it,

if we merge
a few corporations,

when the antitrust suits
come up, we handle the defense.

We make our first mil at 30.

Retire to the islands at 35.

I don't know.

I kind of wanted
to run for the Senate.

Senate it is then.

Great party, dudes.

Hey, Seth.
What's going on?

You finish your PhD yet?

Yeah, totally.

I'm doing biochem research
for a suntan lotion company.

It's great.

You guys mind if
I crash here for a few days?

No problem.

Thanks...

Suntan lotion.

I never thought Seth would
wind up doing something
that's socially meaningful.

Hey, people change, Gordo.

Harvard Law School!

This is a big day for
all of us, Mark.

Yes, sir.

You know, son, the only
thing I've ever wanted is
to give you everything.

Good home, good education,

nice car.

I've worked very hard for
all those things, very hard.

You have, Dad, very hard.

Yes.

Some might say it was time
I did something for myself
for a change.

Your father's therapist
says he needs to learn

to express the child in him.

Oh, shut up, Dorothy.

Son, you've had a pretty happy
childhood, wouldn't you say?

It was great, Dad.

( chuckles )
Yes, it was
great, wasn't it?

And who gave you that
great childhood, son?

You did.

That's right, I did.

And now I have
one more thing that
I want to give you.

It's the biggest and
the best thing that

a father could give
to his son.

Do you know what
that thing is, Mark?

A Ferrari?

Oh, boy.

That thing is manhood.

Son, I want to give
you your manhood.

What...

What would that mean
in practical terms?

Well, it means that
I want you to go to Harvard

and I want you
to work hard.

Very, very hard.

I also want you to feel
good about yourself.

You want to feel good about
yourself, don't you, son?

Sure, Dad.

( laughs )

That's why I've decided
to let you pay your own way.

( chuckles )

Dad, that's...

that's a sweet gesture.

But it's really
not necessary.

Oh, I think it is.

What are you saying, Dad?

I'm saying that
I've taken your money
from your tuition account

and used it to buy a timeshare
in a condo in Barbados.

Vaya con Dios, son.

Tuition and fees,

$10,493.

Estimated annual
living expenses:

$7,500.

Total for three years
of law school:

$53,979.

Gordo:
Okay, but don't you think
you're overreacting?

No.

Any last requests?

No? Good.

All right, here we go.

$5,000 to a young man
of Ukrainian descent.

To a young woman
of demonstrated
leadership ability.

Okay, all right!
Here it is!

Half of all costs to most
qualified applicant holding

a PhD in classical or
medieval jurisprudence.

This is ridiculous.

There's nothing here
I even remotely qualify as.

Wait a second.
Look at this.

The Henry Q. Bouchard
Memorial Fellowship.

Full tuition plus $8,000
annual stipend

to the most qualified applicant
from Los Angeles, California.

Let me see that!

The most qualified black
applicant, you idiot.

Oh.

Well, I realize my father
makes a lot of money.

But, you see,
he's not giving me any.

I see.

You have a nice day,
too, ma'am.

What did she say?

She said they had
financial aid for people

whose parents are poor.

Not people whose
parents are assholes.

( honking )

All right.

Have you ever applied
for a loan before?

No.

How's your
credit history?

I just told you I never
applied for a loan before.

How could I have
a credit history?

One unpaid July 1983 bill
in the amount of $57.43

from the Department
of Water and Power.

Oh, I can explain that.

One outstanding debt to Pacific
Bell in the amount of $72.12.

Oh, but, you see,
that was their fault.

16 bounced checks
from this bank.

Oh, but, you see,
that shouldn't affect
my credit rating

because those were just
bookkeeping slipups.

What a relief.

Well, I mean, it's not
like I'm poor or something.

In all those cases,
I had the money.

It's not like I couldn't
make the payments.

Mr. Watson, I'm gonna
level with you.

This bank is finicky in that,
when we make a loan,

it is important not only
that the customer

have the money to make
the payments

but also that he
or she give the money to us.

I just feel so frustrated.

I mean, Harvard Law School.

It's the opportunity
of a lifetime.

It's what I spent
four years working for.

And now just to see it
all slip away like this...

So, if I'm hearing you
correctly, what you're saying

is that you believe
your father misinterpreted

my advice to him
to mean that he had

no further obligation
to anyone but himself.

Exactly.

And if I could just explain
myself to him more clearly,

then he would realize
his mistake

and probably offer
to pay your tuition.

Right!

And, hey, wouldn't be great
if we could have

this all straightened out
by Father's Day?

Yeah, yeah.

First of all, let me try
to explain myself to you.

You see, I have
a son about your age

and he has wants and
needs much like your own.

When he was 14,
he wanted a dirt bike

and at 16, he wanted a car

and when he was 18,
he wanted college.

And now he wants
a three-bedroom beachfront
co-op in Rancho Palos Verdes.

He just wants
and wants and wants!

I work my ass off to give him
everything he wants!

He always wants more!

He probably wants
to sleep with my wife!

Doctor, I don't think
he wants to...

Shut up!
Shut up!

You're all alike.

You'll bleed us dry till
we're nothing but bones,

only finally crumbled
to dust!

You'll dance on our ashes!

And go windsurfing!

( telephone rings )

Yes, Phyllis?

Dr. Aronson, your group
is here.

Go back to your
father, Mark.

Talk to him.
Reason with him.

Beg.

I'm sorry, Gordo,

but I can't go crawling
back there like some
pathetic wretch

and kiss that man's feet.

Why not?

Because I did
that yesterday.

Well, look, Mark.

There's a lot of
good law schools around.

Five words, Gordo.

For you, I have five words.

Harvard.
There is no substitute.

Well, Mark, Gordon!

Bradley.

How incredibly swell
to see you.

Mark, I can't tell you
how sorry I was to hear

you couldn't get the money
to go to Harvard.

Whiskey sour, please?

What a shame.

But look, I think I can
pull some strings

and get you into
B.U. at midterm.

Why don't you
give me a call?

I got the money, Brad.

Oh? How?

Where there's a will,
there's a way.

Yeah?

And what's your way?

It's a secret way.

A secret way?

Well, that's great, Mark.

But just in case your
"secret" way falls through,

feel free to look me up, huh?

Thanks for
the cocktail, Gordon.

( laughs )

You don't believe me, do you?

You don't believe me?

Well, the joke's
on you, sucker

because I'm going to Harvard!

And don't call me a liar!

That asshole
thinks I'm lying!

Mark, you are lying.

I don't believe you
just said that.

Oh, for Christ's sake!
Be realistic!

Look, your father's
in Barbados.

Your grandfather's
in Forest Lawn.

And your credit rating's
in the toilet!

Now where the hell are
you gonna get $53,000?

Congratulations, Mr. Watson.

And good luck at Harvard.

Thank you, sir.
I'll do my best.

Huh!

Hey, Gordo!

Wait up.

Oh!

I don't believe this.

This is unbelievable!

I don't believe you--
this is really unbelievable.

So I went over to see Seth
at his lab the other day

and he gave me these pills.

Never take anything
Seth gives you.

It's a new product the suntan
lotion company's developing.

They're tanning pills.

They chemically
tan your skin.

Look, Mark, I don't know
how to tell you this,

but you're not tan.

You're black.

Yeah. I exceeded
the recommended dosage.

Gordo, these babies are my
ticket into Harvard Law School!

I'm going on the
Henry Q. Bouchard Memorial

scholarship for the best

black applicant
in Los Angeles, California.

Mark, this is crazy.
You can't do this.

I already did it!

Yeah, but, Mark, you can't
just take a scholarship
away from some black person.

Gordo, Gordo, Gordo.

How many people do you think
from Los Angeles got accepted
into Harvard this year?

About four.

And out of that four, how
many do you think were black?

One. Uno.

And that guy got
a better deal from Stanford.

So if you hadn't come along,

the money would have
just sat there?

Exactly.

But, Mark, do you realize
what this means?

You're gonna have
to be a black person.

No shit.

Yeah, but for
three years, Mark.

Three years!

What's that gonna be like?

Gordo, it's gonna be great!

These are the 80s, man!

It's the Cosby decade.

America loves black people.

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* Got what I got
the hard way *

* But I'll make it better
each and every day *

* So honey, don't you fret

* 'Cause you ain't
seen nothing yet *

* I'm a soul man

This is it, Gordo!

Cambridge, Massachusetts!

Harvard University!

Excuse me, but we are
now official members
of the upper crust.

Yow!

* I'm a soul man

* I was brought up
on a side street *

* I learned how to love
before I could eat *

* I was educated
from good, good stock *

* When I start lovin',
oh, I can't stop *

* I'm a soul man

* Baby, I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

We're supposed to get the key
from a guy named Roy McGrady.

Well, this is it.

All right, home sweet home.

(whistles)
Hang on.

Is something wrong,
Mr. McGrady?

Yeah, there may be
a problem here.

You know, when your mother
rented this place for you,

she never told me that
your roommate was a...

What?

Uh, black.

What?

A black Negro.

- Mark? A black Negro?
- Right.

Wait a minute.
Where'd you get
this information?

He never told me
he was a black Negro.

I'm shocked.

I don't know what to--

thank you for telling
me this, Mr. McGrady.

You know, just when you think
you get to know somebody.

I'm gonna go confront him
with this right now.

Oh, boy!
Mark, a black Negro?

I can't believe it!

Smart ass little rubberneck.

Boy, this guy McGrady
is a real dog brain.

Who cares?
Look at this place.

This is a great apartment.

And I love the view.

Think she likes me.

Well, it's your building,
Mr. Dunbar.

Yeah. Well, there's
nothing legally
we can do right now.

You just keep your
eyes open for anything
that breaks the lease.

Pets, damage, drugs,
loud music.

( rock music plays )

Hey, we ought
to get an ocelot.

( string quarter playing )

( chattering )

So, Gord man, tell me.
What do you think?

I think I'm in paradise.

Look at these women!

They're brilliant,
ambitious, cultured.

Each one with
the intellectual
capacity to--

she's not wearing
a slip, is she?

There's 10 black guys
and one white guy.

What do you call
the white guy?

- I don't know.
- Quarterback.

You got 1,000 black guys
and one white guy.

What do you call
the white guy?

- I give up.
- Warden!

Oh, sorry.

Look, no offense, really.
Just a joke.

Hey, no problem.

Yeah.

Funny guys.
I like them.

What are you gonna do?

So what's the plan?

I say we divide and conquer.

Well, let's see.

Why don't you take the ones
with undergarments

and I'll take
the ones without?

We gotta use some system.

Excuse me.

Hi. I'm Sarah Walker.

Mark Watson.

Can I get you anything?

Cheese? Punch?
A new car?

No, thank you.

I just want to let you know
that the first BLSA meeting

is this Thursday
in Hastings Hall.

Will you be there?

It's a date.

No, it's not.

I love the law.

I love being black.

I love this woman.

Oh, God, is she beautiful!

You gotta believe me!

I believe you.

Oh, and she is incredibly
attracted to me.

Well, I want
to believe you.

Hey, Gordo, I think
I just changed my mind.

I'm taking criminal law.

But I thought we decided
not to take that until
next semester.

That's before I found out
the prof was a brother.

Mr. Vandusen?

Here.

Miss Walker?

Here.

Mr. Watson?

Right on.

Mr. Wozanski?

Present, sir.

Miss Zendell?

Here.

You know, the minute I saw you,

I knew we were
both W's.

God, I just love sitting in
alphabetical order, don't you?

More than life itself.

God!

Before I discuss the contents
of this course,

I would like to make
a few things clear.

Some of you may have had
easy lives up until now.

Some of you may not.

Life this semester
is not going to be easy

for any of you.

Your grades in the first year
of law school

can determine your
entire future in the law.

To do well in this course,
you must be fully prepared

for each class meeting.

And all written work
must be on time.

No excuses.

I repeat, no excuses will be
accepted for failure

to complete all tasks
assigned in the time allotted.

That's what he tells
his wife when they go to bed.

Do you have something
to say, Mr. Watson?

Well, sir, to be honest,
I just couldn't help

murmuring my approval of
your opening remarks.

Very impressive, sir.

Try to contain your enthusiasm
in the future, Mr. Watson.

Please, call me Mark.

You know, if you ever need
any help with your homework,

or if you want to talk,
personal problems,

anything, anything at all,

I'm there for you.

I'll keep it in mind.

What an ass.

What an asshole.

- Hey, Gordo?
- Yeah?

What's this BLSA?

BLSA?

That's the Black Law
Students Association.

I think it's like, you know,

a real militant group.

Somebody here call a cab?

( chuckles )

You are really unbelievable.

You said they were
a militant group!

Now I've blown it
with Sarah.

- Hey, Mark?
- What?

Check it out.

I told you she liked me.

Oh, the lengths a woman
will go to get to me.

Sometimes even I can hardly
believe it.

Hey, maybe she likes me.

Hi, there.

Hi.

Remember me?

Remember you?
Are you kidding?

I had your face
embroidered on my pillow.

What's your name?

Whitney.
What's yours?

Hi. Gordon Bloomfeld.

Of the Marina
del Rey Bloomfelds.

Can we help you move
anything in?

Uh, thank you.
Thank you.

That won't be necessary.

Come, Whitney.

I want you
to stay away from him.

Why? Because he's black?

No, because I say so.

- Come on.
- Hup.

Put it up!

All right.

Let's see that.

Is this where we sign up?

Mm-hmm. Names?

Mark Watson.

Okey-dokey.

Why don't we just take
Mark on our team

and you can have...

Gordon Bloomfeld.

No. Why don't you guys
take Gordon?

And we'll take Marcus.

You know, look,
I wrote it down this way

and I know the way you
hate a messy team list.

Come on, Ernie.
You guys got Leon.

We got Marcus.

Uh, that's Mark.

Look, guys, I'm really not
that good or anything.

Well, there you go.
He's not really that good.

So why don't we take him?

'Cause in all fairness, we may
have the stronger team here.

Listen, scumbag...

Guys, guys, look!
I'm not that good.

Have you played before?

Well, on the playground.

Give me that!

Don't even think about it!

( overlapping dialogue )

Let's go!

- Don't start--
- You waiting for this!

Right here, right now!

( whistle blows )

Okay, Fillmore,
you can take Matthews.

We got Washington here
on the coin toss.

So he can take Leon.

That's Watson.

Right.
Sorry, Marcus.

Okay, let's go!

- Right!
- Yeah!

* Comin' to you on
a dust road *

* Good lovin',
I've got a truck load *

* And when you get it,
you got something *

* So don't worry,
'cause I'm coming *

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* Got what I got
the hard way *

* And I'll make it better
each and every day *

* So honey, don't you fret

* 'Cause you ain't
seen nothing yet *

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* I was brought up on
a side street *

* I learned how to love
before I could eat *

* I was educated
from good, good stock *

* When I start lovin',
oh, I can't stop *

* I'm a soul man

* Baby, I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

* Well, grab the rope
and I'll pull you in *

* Give you hope and
be your funky boyfriend *

* Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah *

* I'm a soul man

* I'm a soul man

Miss Zendell?

Can you cite for us the
precedent for that decision?

Uh, yes, sir.

I mean, uh--

I mean, uh--

Well, actually
what I mean is, uh...

No, sir, I can't.

God.

Mr. Wozinski?

Yes, sir, I believe I can.

It was the 1972 case of
Oklahoma versus Powell.

Very authoritatively
stated, Mr. Wozinski.

And very wrong.

Mr. Watson, can you name
the precedent for us?

Yes, sir.

The precedent, sir,
is Ronald Reagan, sir.

Mr. Watson, I am not
a humorless man.

But if you're going to take
up my class time making jokes,

please see to it
that they are funny.

Miss Walker?

Uh, Rhode Island
versus Caletano.

What year, Miss Walker?

1969, sir.

Anyone else here agree
with Miss Walker's citation?

That's unfortunate.

It happens to be correct.

Hey, Sarah?

That was really good in there.
I was impressed.

Thanks.

Listen. I was just
wondering if, you know,

maybe you'd like
to get together sometime.

And do what? Storm
the administration building?

Maybe take a few hostages?

Sure, or we could
just stay at home

and phone in a few bomb
threats if you'd rather.

Hmm.

Listen, about that BLSA thing.

I'm really sorry, you know.

I wasn't trying to make
fun of it or anything.

I was just trying
to make an impression.

You did.

You know, there's something
really strange about you.

And I don't know what it is.

You see?
You see?

I knew you'd like me once
you got to know me.

Come on.

Why don't you let me buy
you dinner sometime?

You got to eat, right?

Mark, this is Harvard.
I don't have to eat.

I don't have to sleep.
I just have to study.

Okay, so let's
study together.

I could drill you--
quiz you.

Come on, I'm serious
about this, you know.

I know you don't
need the help,

but I could really use it.

What do you say?
My place tonight?

I can't tonight.

Friday in the library.

You want to study
on a Friday night?

Okay, Friday night.

8:00, second floor lounge.

It's a date.

No, it's an appointment.

Okay, it's an appointment!

You met her
at the Laundromat?

I am not saying
it's serious or anything.

But we did share a dryer.

Gentle cycle, low heat.

We just sat together

and watched our clothes rolling
around on top of one another.

I think it stirred
something in both of us.

You know, I got a study date
with Sarah Friday night.

I'm thinking about
growing some dreads.

She let me put
my hand inside her blouse.

It wasn't one she
was wearing, of course.

But it's a start.

Isn't it great?

Maybe I should get
my car re--Gordon?

( makes bird noises )
Gordon Bloomfeld,
is that you?

It can't be!

Just keep walking.

Shit!

Yeah, don't say anything.

She might recognize
your voice.

Gordon? Gordon?

Gordon Bloomfeld?

Gordon?

Oh, it's so good
to see you!

Why haven't you called us?

- Hi, Lisa.
- Hi.

Brad?

How's it going, Gordon?

Hi. I'm Lisa Stimson
and this is Brad Small.

Say hi, Brad.

We're old friends of Gordy's.
Do you go to Harvard too?

It's a great school, isn't it?

Just the best?

Is he...

What?

Is he blind?

No, no.
He's just dumb.

Completely dumb
and a little deaf.

You're gonna have
to speak up.

Hey! This is Brad and Lisa!

I'd like you to meet
my good friend, Kareem.

Kareem Abdul J-- Ali.

Nice to meet you, Kareem!

Is he a Muslim or...

No, he's Canadian.

Oh, no kidding?

Does Kareem go
to Harvard too?

Uh, no. He works.

That is, he's looking for work.

He was a Mountie up
in Canada, don't you know.

So it's been
an uphill battle.

There's so little
for Mounties in Boston.

If you hear
of anything...

Oh, yeah, absolutely.
We'll keep our eyes open.

So, Gordy, how's Mark?

You know, Brad may
be going here next year.

We just checked in up
in Admissions

and they told us that he
is at the top

of the transfer wait list.

Oh, that's great, Brad.

Yeah. If just one person
drops out of your class

or gets kicked out,
then I'm in.

You know what?
He looks familiar.

You know, he's a
common physical type.

Look, it was really great to
see the two of you like this.

But, oh, we gotta go.

Come on, Kareem!

You don't want to be late!

He's got a meeting with
the park police at two.

He's interviewing with
some of their top horses.

Well, bye-bye.

Let's get together
real soon.

I think you handled
that very well.

Thank you.

( knocking )

Come on in.

Hi.

Do you think you could help me
change the washer in my shower?

I can't find
Mr. McGrady anywhere.

So you go to Radcliffe?

Very impressive.

What's your major?

Political science.

Honors, of course.

But what does that
really mean anyway?

It's all such a game.

I'm writing my
senior thesis on

the American civil
rights movement.

What?

No. This is such an
incredible coincidence.

I happen to love
civil rights.

- God.
- Really?

Oh, that was
incredible, Mark.

( moaning )

I mean, it was like

I could really feel

400 years
of oppression and anger

in every pelvic thrust!

( sighs )

I hope you don't mind if
I use bits of this interlude

in a short story
I'm working on.

Well...

Wait! It's called
Shades of Gray.

Because, you know,
I really don't feel

like there's any black
and white.

Only shades of gray.

Well, like the stereotypes
about black men.

Some of them are true.

Like the breast thing.

And, well,

you really are
very dynamic sexually.

But then, of course,

some of the stereotypes
are completely untrue.

Yeah? Like what?

Like the one
about penis size.

I'll tell you what.

I'm having dinner with
my parents tonight.

Why don't you come with me?

I'd love for them
to meet you.

Uh, tonight, I don't...

Wait. Before you say no,

let me tell you
what's for dessert.

Thank you.

Raspberry tart, Mark?

Oh, no, thank you.
I really couldn't
eat another bite.

All my life, I've only been
able to think about one thing!

White women!

And now at last,

I'm going to have one!

Bundy Dunbar, how many
times have I asked you

not to watch that thing
at the dinner table?

( plays hard rock )

( clears throat )

Daddy, did I tell you Mark's
going to Harvard Law School
on scholarship?

Yes, you did.

Go get my heroin and my
hypodermic needle, bitch!

And get me some more
watermelon while you're at it!

Yes, dear.

White fat-ass slut.

What you looking at?

Hi.

Oh, Sarah called
a couple hours ago.

Sounded sort of pissed.

Oh, shit!

You will see on your
syllabus that your first

major written assignment

is due the Wednesday
before Thanksgiving.

I would suggest
that you begin work on it

as soon as possible.

Those of you whose performance
so far has been

less than outstanding

might try to do
a particularly good job.

Sarah, I'm really sorry.

Something came up.

Can we study tonight?

No.

I think you just better
drill yourself.

Mark, I understand
what you're feeling.

Honestly, I think you just
need to talk this thing through.

I mean, we don't have any
problems sexually, right?

Excuse me, miss.

But do you have any of
that Jell-O salad with the
little marshmallows in it?

I'm so sorry.

We're out of that right now.

Male Student:
How many black electricians
does it take

to screw
in a light bulb?

- Student #2: I give up.
- Two. One to hold
the light bulb

and the other one to
drive the pink Cadillac
in a tight circle.

( laughter )

Hey, guy!

Sorry, really.
No offense, right?

Just a little joke?

Don't worry about it.

Jesus Christ!

( police siren )

What the hell did I do?

You changed lanes
without signaling.

Now let's see your
license and registration.

If you haven't lost it.

I haven't lost it.

Oh, right!
So I lost it!

There's no law against that!

Look, I really don't
have time for this.

I have a very important
assignment due tomorrow.

Okay, so I misplaced
my license.

What the hell are
you gonna do? Arrest me?

Hi, there.

Good game?

We lost.

Gee, that's too bad.

To a bunch of niggers.

But this, of course, raises
the question of criminal intent.

( door opens )

I see he decided to come
in native costume today.

If you've had some sort of
accident, Mr. Watson,

perhaps you should have
taken the entire day off.

Oh, I'm fine.

I just got in sort
of a fight.

I mean, it wasn't my fault.

You see, they threw me in this
cell with these real ass--.

Some extremely
unsportsmanlike fellows.

I dislike interruptions
in my class, Mr. Watson.

Try to remember
that if you can!

Yes, sir.

Please leave your assignments
with me before you go.

Mr. Watson?

I don't believe
I have your paper.

Look, professor,

with all due
respect, sir,

I just spent 18 hours
in a jail cell

on no formal charges

getting pulverized
by drunken bigots.

And you expect me
to come down here...

Mr. Watson, I said there would
be no excuses for late work

and I meant no excuses.

A judge and jury won't
give a damn if you've had
a bad day before a trial.

I would think you
could understand.

You'll get no special treatment
from me, Mr. Watson.

Do you hear me?

No special treatment.

And if that means you've got
to work twice as hard

as these little white shits,

then you damn well better
work twice as hard!

I understand you're allowed
one phone call from jail?

Yes, sir.

Next time you get arrested,
use it to call me.

I'll bring you your books.

You can study in jail
if you have to.

You understand me?

Yes, sir.

Well, you have
that paper on my desk

by nine tomorrow morning.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Mr. Watson?

Have a nice Thanksgiving.

* Cold empty bed,
springs hard as lead *

* Feels like ol' Ned
wished I was dead *

* What did I do

* To be so black
and blue *

* Even the mouse
ran from my house *

* They laugh at you
and scorn you too *

* What did I do

* To be so black
and blue *

* I'm white inside

* But that don't
help my case *

* 'Cause I can't hide

* What is in my face

* How would it end,
ain't got a friend *

* My only sin is in my skin

* What did I do

* To be so black
and blue *

* How would it end,
ain't got a friend *

* My only sin
is in my skin *

* What did I do

* To be so
black and blue? *

So, you go to Harvard?

I go to Eleanor Roosevelt.

Eleanor Roosevelt?
Good school.

My name's Mark Watson.
What's yours?

George Walker.

- Sarah!
- Hi.

I didn't know you
had a--

- I mean...
- Yeah.

Come on, Georgie.
It's getting crowded.

You gotta go sit
in the back.

Okay, why did the Negro
wear a tux on his way
to his vasectomy?

Why?

Because if
I'm gonna be impotent,

I might as well
look impotent.

( laughs )

Hey, no offense,
right, pal?

There are a number of cases
exemplary of this phenomenon.

Miss Walker?

Could you cite one for us?

Sir, I believe that was
the 1979 case of New York...

Mr. Watson, if this were
a court of law,

you would be cited
for contempt!

Well, I would never do
that in court, sir.

Not that I don't have
the same respect for you...

You may shut up now,
Mr. Watson.

Thank you, sir.

Miss Walker, perhaps you could
complete the case citation

that your irrepressible
colleague so ably began.

No, sir.
I can't.

Don't apologize to me.

Just remember the final is
less than two weeks away.

You're going to need an "A"
if you hope to bring your grade

for the semester up
to an acceptable level.

Yes, sir.

Sarah, wait a second.

Sarah?

Sarah, wait a second.

Oh, just leave me alone.

Sorry. Listen, I just
wondered if you...

Don't you think I've had
enough humiliation for one day?

No!

I mean...

I mean, I don't think
you should feel humiliated.

Don't patronize me!

I'm not.

Sarah...

Sarah, listen to me.

You know, you're the smartest
person in that class.

You just have too much to do.

You're working twice
as hard as everybody else.

Looks like I'm not
working hard enough.

Well, Jesus, you just
don't have enough time!

Exactly! And the last thing
I have time for is you.

Look, I don't want to be
a pain in the ass here,

but I just want to say
that the offer still
stands to study together.

You know, we both need this
final to pull our grades up.

We still have 10 days.

I'll be in the library at
7:00 if you're interested.

All right. New York
versus Rottenberg 1979.

What was the relevant passage
of the judge's decision?

Don't smile at me.

* I'm not afraid
of letting go *

Here you go.

* I'm not afraid
to stand alone *

* If that's the way
it has to be *

* After all that
I've been through *

* There's magic when
I'm here with you *

* I feel, so free

* It's like a fantasy

* Havin' you next to me

* Suddenly it's magic

* One look, one touch

* Words just
don't say enough *

* When you fall in love

* Suddenly
Suddenly it's magic *

* We can dream
our dreams forever *

* When I'm here
with you, baby *

* Heaven's
a heartbeat away *

* Now that
we're together *

* Love can last forever

* There's magic in my life

* With you, you, oh yeah

* One look, one touch

* Words just
don't say enough *

* When you fall in love

* Suddenly it's magic

* Suddenly it's magic

I've got to go.

George is running a fever

and I want to see him
before he goes to bed.

Well, let me drive you.

No, no, it's okay.
I can take a bus.

Sarah, don't be a martyr.

I'm not a martyr.

I've just seen
the way you drive.

* One look, one touch

* Words just don't say enough

* When you fall in love

* Suddenly
Suddenly *

* I feel so free

* It's like a fantasy

Grandma and Grandpa Walker,
this is my friend, Mark Watson.

- Glad to know you, Mark.
- Hi, Mark.

How do you do?

Sarah, here's a letter
from your mom and your dad.

Come in this morning.

Oh, Grandpa, thank you.

Uh, I'll open it later.

Mark, you know, that son
of ours is just so proud
of this girl here.

He writes to her every week
just to let her know
how smart she is.

And I think it's just
about gone to her head.

I'll bet Mark's people are
pretty proud of him too.

Yeah, I bet they are.
I bet they are too.

...will destroy you.

( laser noises )

Our circuits are damaged.

So what do you mean, you want
to watch Johnny Carson, huh?

Sandra McClowsky gets to.

Well, George Walker
goes to bed at 8:30.

And that's that, okay?

Okay.

So are you warm enough?

Yeah, I'm warm enough.

All right, precious.

Goodnight.

Joan Rivers is hosting.

Joan Rivers?

What do you mean,
Joan Rivers is hosting, huh?

What do you know
about Joan Rivers?

Oh, where do you
get these things?

My little Georgie.

All right.

Okay, goodnight.

Goodnight.

So George and I are at
the checkout counter.

And the girl goes,
"If you have food stamps,

I need to see them first."

And I look at her.

I say, "Oh, and what if I have
an American Express Gold Card?"

You have an American Express
Gold Card?

Yes, in the glove compartment
of my Lamborghini.

So how long were you married?

Two years.

I don't know.

I guess we got
married too young.

But how could I regret it?

I wouldn't have George.

He's a great kid.

He really keeps me going.

I would never have had
the courage to apply

to law school if
it weren't for him.

I want to give him everything.

You'll spoil him rotten.

Given half the chance.

So what about you?

Any great romances
in your past?

Not really.

I guess I just haven't
gotten that serious

about any other girls
I've had appointments with.

Oh.

What about the girl
with the Jell-O salad?

She sounded pretty
serious to me.

Whitney?

Oh, God, no.

No way. That's history.

Oh, look.

It's snowing.

It's so beautiful!

It's snowing!

- Oh!
- Hey!

Are you okay?

Yeah.

You'd think you'd never
seen it snow before.

I haven't.
I've seen it on mountaintops.

But I'm from San Diego.

Really?
I'm from L.A.

- You are?
- Yeah.

Then you're the one.

Which one?

The one who stole
my scholarship,

the Bouchard scholarship.

I was next in line for that.

But they told me there
were no other applicants.

From Los Angeles.

But if no one in
L.A. qualified,
they open it statewide.

I checked two days
before the deadline

and nobody had applied.

So I thought
I had it in the bag

and then you pop up

and steal it right
from under me.

I didn't know.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to
make you feel bad.

I'm glad it was you.

Look at you.
You're turning white.

Come on, Mark.
Give yourself a break.

You didn't know.

It doesn't matter!

I still had no right to
take that scholarship!

It's wrong!
It's immoral!

Well, of course it is.

Of course it is?

Well, then why the hell
didn't you stop me?

Golden Rule, I guess.

Certainly wouldn't
want you interfering

every time I did
something immoral.

Well, where you going?

To turn myself in.

What? Mark!
Wait a minute!

What are you talking about?

Wait a minute, Mark!

Mark, what are you doing?

Mark, don't do this!

Mark, come on!
Listen to me!

Are you crazy?

( clears throat )

Went off without
his earmuffs again.

Oh, how fortuitous, Mr. Watson.

Do you have a moment?

There is something
I need to discuss with you.

Don't worry, Bradley.
It's a long semester.

Somebody will
probably flunk out.

Or die, or something.

Hey, look at this.

What?

Mr. Watson, all ethical
or disciplinary problems

within the law school
are handled by a body known

as the Student Faculty
Judiciary Committee.

Cheating, plagiarism,
any sort of dishonest or
inappropriate behavior.

Perhaps you were aware
that I serve as chairman
on that committee.

Uh, no, sir.

The judiciary committee
is called upon to make
some difficult decisions.

It can be an unpleasant
responsibility.

Theoretically, we're
called upon to recommend

punitive actions
against a student.

Punitive actions, sir?

Suspension.

In some cases, expulsion.

In fact, last year,
our judgment on a case

actually led one student
to file a civil suit
against a fellow student.

A suit which proved
financially devastating
to the guilty party.

Devastating?

Yes.

I see.

And in another instance,
our findings obliged us

to file criminal
charges against a student.

He was convicted
of felony fraud,

and was sentenced
to serve five years
in the state penitentiary.

His reputation and future were,
of course, utterly destroyed.

Of course, utterly.

Mr. Watson, an unfortunate
situation has come
to my attention.

One that is of particular
concern to the black students
here at the law school.

Look, professor, I know
what you're getting at.

I swear to God,
I was gonna come

talk to you about
this myself!

Good! You will have
my recommendation.

Your recommendation?

You would need a
faculty recommendation

if you want to apply for
the seat on the committee.

Oh.

We'd like to maintain
the current level

of black representation
on the committee.

So, naturally, we were
concerned when we learned

that our only
black student member

was taking a
leave of absence.

Well...

I've been extremely impressed
by the way your work

has improved over
the course of the semester.

I think you'll
do a good job.

Thank you, sir.

There's something else
you wish to discuss
with me, Mr. Watson?

Uh, no, sir.

No, sir, that would be it.

Thank you.

Hi, Kareem, how are you?

Oh, sorry.

I guess you can't--

say hi to Gordon for us!

You know sign language.
What did he say?

Well, I could be getting
a little rusty.

But I swear he said
your nose is happy
like the moon.

What happened?
Did you tell Banks?

No, I didn't.
I chickened out.

You know, Gordo, I could
probably go to jail for this.

Well, of course you could
go to jail for this.

What do you mean, of course
I could go to--

Never mind.

Gordon, tell me what to do.

Go to your room.

What?

Just go over there,
open the door,

and look in your room.

Jesus Christ!

What'd you let her
in here for?

Sarah's coming
over here to study!

She'll be here any minute!

Golden Rule again.

I certainly wouldn't
want you interfering

if there were a beautiful,
half-naked girl curled up
on my bed.

Oh, God! Oh, God!

- Okay.
- Mark?

What?

Promise me you wouldn't
interfere if there were

a beautiful, half-naked
girl curled up on my bed.

Hi.
Hi, Mark.

Whitney, what are
you doing here?

Finding out if there's
any hope for the world.

What?

Seriously, Mark.

Gosh, if two young, intelligent,
sexually compatible people

can't work out
their differences,

what hope is there
for lasting world peace?

Who gives a shit?

Whitney, you got
to get out of here!

Mark!
Mark, Mark, please!

Please at least
give me a chance.

Believe me, I understand what
your people have been through.

You have no idea what
my people have been through!

What am I saying?

( doorbell buzzes )

Okay, look, stay here.
Don't go out of this room.

- Okay.
- ( doorbell buzzes )

- Don't open that!
- Why not?

It's Sarah.
Wait a minute.

Let me think.
What can I tell her?

- What? Don't tell
her anything.
- But I already told her!

- That you're white?
- No, that I'm not
seeing Whitney.

Well, does Whitney
know you're white?

- No. I got to get rid of her!
- Well, how are you gonna
get rid of her?

- I'll tell her I'm white.
- No! Don't tell her
you're white!

You're right.
I can't tell her I'm white.

- ( knocking on door )
- What am I gonna tell her?

- Wait a minute.
- You need to think.

- Let me think.
- Father: Mark, why
don't you let us in?

It's your parents.

Oh, God!

Mom: Mark?

Okay, okay.

( knocking on door )

Okay, okay.

Okay. They can't
see me like this.

Stall them!

Okay.

So, Mr. and Mrs. Watson,
how do you find Boston?

A lot of people compare it
to a European city,

but that's so stupid.

I mean, all the signs
are in English.

Would you please
get dressed?

Please get dressed!

Mark!

I've always said, and you
can check my record on this,

that if everyone learned
to speak English,

there would be a
lot fewer wars

and a lot more spelling bees.

Shut up, Gordon.

Yes, sir, you bet.

Where the hell is Mark?

Well, I'll tell you, sir.
I know a few Marks.

Can you give me a
little more to go on?

Mom! Dad!

Tell me, what brings you
to this wintry part
of the country?

Well, we decided to stop over
on our way back from Barbados.

Mark, what are you doing
with that thing on your head?

- This?
- Yes.

Uh...
( coughs )

germs, filthy bacteria.

My mucus membranes
are infested with them.

You know, scientists now
believe that a simple ski mask

can stop the senseless
spread of disease.

Harvard scientists.

I want to see my baby's face.

Oh, no, no, no, Mom.

You say that, but believe me,
you don't mean it.

We would like
to talk to you, Mark.

Openly, honestly, privately.

Your father's therapist
thinks that he may have

moved out of his
integrity life phase

and into generativity.

Shut up, Dorothy.
Mark, could we go somewhere--

I tell you what.

Why don't the three of us
go out for a little drink?

- ( knocking on door )
- On second thought,

why don't we go
into the kitchen?

- Come on!
- Mark!

- Hi, Sarah.
- Hi.

- Hi, Sarah.
- Hi.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- How are you?
- Fine.

Where's Mark?

Mark's-- what's the
phrase I'm looking
for-- not here.

That's it. Not here.
Mark's not here!

Hi, Sarah.

You ready to go
to the library?

The library?

I thought we were going
to study here.

I changed my mind.

Studying here makes
me so-- sleepy.

Well, I gave Grandma
the number here

and she's gonna call me
if George's fever goes up.

How about if I make
a pot of coffee?

No!

I mean, hey, sit down.

Relax.

Let me do the work.

We're defrosting.

Mark, what I'm trying
to say is...

What your father means is that,
dear, even though he seems

like a real shithead sometimes,
he loves you very much.

Oh, shut up, Dorothy.

- Mark...
- Mark?

Who is that?

Mark?

Uh, neighbors.

Very thin walls.

Somebody yelled "Mark".

Excuse me.

Mark, I was just wondering--

( "California Girls" plays )

* Well, East Coast girls
are hip *

* I really dig those
styles they wear *

Is that coming
from your room?

- That?
- That.

Oh, that!

That's my stereo.

Automatic alarm timer.

You see, I was taking a nap.

And I especially picked
this music so I'd be forced

to get out of bed
and turn it off.

Pretty smart, huh?

This is shit!

These guys really suck!

Then I'll just go
turn it off.

- No!
- No!

What?

It's too messy in
there, right, Gordo?

Uh, almost beyond
human comprehension.

Uh, I think
the water's boiling.

( gasp )

Get back, Dorothy.
I'll handle this.

I'm warning you, I'm armed.

What's happening, brotha?

Get down!
Get down!

Lookin' good, mama.
Lookin' good!

Well, I gots to be goin' now.

Did he have a knife?
I think he had a knife.

Mark, what's going on?

Mark, I think
she's on to you.

You better tell her
the truth.

Okay, the truth.

Sarah, the truth is...

The truth is, Sarah,
that Mark

just bought your
Christmas present.

And if you go into the room,
you're gonna see what it is.

I'll tell you what.
I'll go turn the music off.

I already know
what I'm getting.

I feel terrible.

I haven't gotten
you anything yet.

Please don't feel terrible.

It's nothing, really.

Nothing at all.

( music stops )

But maybe I should go
hide it, just in case.

Damn, never have flashbulbs
when you need 'em.

Could you just scoot over there
by the window, sweetheart?

Ooh, where we going?

Holy chowder.

I'm gonna go check
on that coffee.

Good idea. Why don't you just
go check on that coffee?

I'm gonna go check
on that coffee.

( clattering )

What was that?

What?

Mark, is there someone
in the kitchen?

Is somebody in the kitchen?

No, nobody's in the kitchen.

It's okay, Dorothy.

Then who are these people?

These people?

I don't know who
these people are.

Uh, how did you
get in my kitchen?

What's the meaning of this?

What are you
talking about, dear?

Hi. We're Mark's parents.

I'm Dorothy Watson.

And this is my husband, Bill.

Mark?

Uh, Sarah, the truth is,

these people are...

- These people are...
- Obviously total lunatics.

I've heard about
this sort of thing.

Older people are going insane
with anxiety about their
financial future.

So they accost some promising
young professional student

and claim to be his parents.

Apparently, it's just
another result of
these Reagan budget cuts.

Now shoo! Shoo!

I'm sorry, but while we
agree with you philosophically,

we can't help you here.

Try the mission.

Mark, can I speak to you
in your room for a moment?

Gordon?

So how were the islands?

Yeah. Mr. Dunbar?

Mark, are you in trouble?

No, no.
It's not that.

Well, you're obviously
hiding more than

a Christmas present in here.

If you want me
to leave, just tell me.

No! No, Sarah.

Just tell me the truth.

Sarah, I really care
about you a lot.

That's why I can't tell
you the truth.

What are you talking about?

How do you feel about
interracial relationships?

Pardon me?

Interracial relationships?

You know, relationships between
persons of different races?

( sighs )

Why are you asking me this?

Mark, I'm coming back in now.
It's freezing out there.

Sarah, wait a minute!

- There he is again!
- You don't understand!

- Stand back!
- Shut up, Dad.

Look, you don't
owe me anything.

You don't owe me
any explanation.

Yes, I do, Sarah!
Listen to me!

There's nothing
between Whitney and me.

She just likes me
because I'm black.

I mean, because she
thinks I'm black.

I mean, when I got involved
with her,

I was really white
on the inside.

Although I was black
on the outside.

But now a part of me
is black on the inside.

Even though I'm white
on the outside.

I don't know.

Maybe I'm sort of gray on
the inside and the outside.

Sarah, what I'm trying to say
to you is I'm actually white.

- Oh!
- Oh, I see.

And these people are
actually your parents.

- Right!
- What?

Oh, yeah.

Mom, Dad, there's something
I have to tell you.

I'm black.

( gasps )

No! You're crazy!

Kids.

Sarah, wait a sec--

( grunts )

Hi.

Oh, Markie, broken bones?

No.

Internal bleeding?

Hard to say.

Guess that's why they call
it internal bleeding.

Have a nice day, boys.

Please pick up your exam
booklets at the door.

Sarah, listen.

I just want to say--

I just want to say

good luck.

Please begin.

* Today the sun
and moon don't rise *

* There is question
in the skies *

* Some of us still
gonna get by *

* Now, everybody's
got a dream *

* Some grand design,
some crazy scheme *

* Totally impossible,
or so it seems *

* Just a fear
to overcome *

* Give it away

* Fear just might turn into

* You want
the material blind *

* You just have
to go and get it *

* It's already
in your mind *

* It's totally academic

* You've got your
direction down *

* And everything's
copacetic *

Professor Banks: Time!

* It's totally academic

Gordon:
Come on, you could
still get on standby.

I can't.
I got to stay here

and figure out what
I'm gonna do.

So what are you gonna do?

Sorry. Dumb question.

I don't know, Gordon.

I never thought
all this would--

I never thought
I'd fall in love with her.

Shit, I never thought
about anything!

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I think I do.

Maybe. Sort of.

I mean, I guess you've been
through a lot of stuff.

Probably a lot of stuff
I can't even imagine.

Do you really hate
The Beach Boys now?

It's hard to say.

I guess I still like some
of their funkier stuff.

Well, you better
get out of here.

Your plane's gonna leave.

Yeah, right.

Merry Christmas.

You too.

What am I gonna do?

We're two brilliant
young men!

We've got energy, imagination,
keen analytical minds!

We'll think of something.

( bell tolling )

The judiciary committee
will convene in two minutes.

Hey, Booey!

Hey, Frankie!

How've you been?
How was your vacation?

- Excellent.
- Terrific.

So you're going
to the special hearing?

Are you kidding?

I wouldn't miss this
for the world.

Wonder what he did?

My guess is, he falsified
his transcripts.

Or cheated on his LSATs.

No, believe me, my interest
in him is purely sociological.

Oops, excuse me.

What are they gonna
do to him?

It's hard to say.

Nobody knows what he's done.

I got Trav and Telli down
for expulsion at six to one.

You want some action or what?

Because, you know,
I really don't feel like
there's any red or white.

Only shades of pink.

All be seated, please.

If Mr. Watson will
come forward, we can begin.

It appears that Mr. Watson
has reconsidered his decision.

I'd say this whole thing
is an argument against

these affirmative action
scholarships.

Just a moment, Your Honor!

Young man, I am the chairman
of a committee, not a judge.

Oh, right.

Your Chairness.

I'm Gordon Bloomfeld,

Mr. Watson's chief council
in this matter.

Are we to understand that
Mr. Watson himself was not
inclined to attend today?

Objection!

To what?

Well, frankly,
to your tone of voice.

( laughter )

Quiet!

Mr. Bloomfeld,
these proceedings are
highly irregular as it is.

If Mr. Watson will not
come forward in person,

we'll have to adjourn
this hearing

and conduct our
own investigation.

My client is more than ready
to come forward in person.

First...

First, he has asked
that I make a few brief
remarks on his behalf.

Mark feels that he has
done a grave injustice
in accepting

the Henry Q. Bouchard
Memorial Fellowship.

His sole desire is to
set the record straight

and to make the fullest
possible reparations

for the damage
he has done.

First, to the individual

who otherwise would have
received those funds.

But also to the institution
whose trust he has forsaken.

And last, but by
no means least,

to the society whose laws
he has transgressed.

In thus coming forward,
my client throws himself

upon the mercy of
this committee.

But I ask you, before you
pass judgment on him,

I ask you to consider

the mitigating circumstances
surrounding his crime.

I hate this
bleeding heart shit.

My client was in a position
of dire financial need

at the time he
improperly accepted
the Bouchard Fellowship.

In his efforts to come
by the money honestly,

he encountered nothing
but hostility

and rejection
at every turn!

In fact, one could argue
that it was the lack

of understanding of
my client's special needs

on the part of
the governmental, financial,

and academic establishments
that drove him to his crime!

But it goes way beyond that,
ladies and gentlemen.

Yes, my client is
a victim of society
in a still deeper sense.

After all, who made
him what he is?

Weak, greedy,

unable to support
himself by honest labor.

Can we blame him
for the environment
in which he was raised?

For the warped values
which he learned

from earliest childhood?

For the people with
whom he was surrounded?

People who, as much as it
pains me to say it,

give daily evidence
of underdeveloped intellect

and deteriorating
moral fiber?

In short, can we blame him,
ladies and gentlemen,

for the color of his skin?

I think not.

And I trust that
this committee

will find the heart,
nay, the soul,

to be lenient

and to share with me
my hope that,

despite his race
and upbringing,

my client may yet become

a useful member
of society.

Mark Watson, come on down!

( gasping )

- No wonder.
- No wonder.

No wonder.

No wonder.

I have important information
for this committee!

I have pictures!
I have proof!

Mark Watson
is actually... white.

All right.
I'm listening.

First of all, I'd like
to pay Miss Walker

the full amount of my grant,
plus interest.

And?

And I'd like to volunteer
one day a week

during my school year
and all of my summer vacations

to legal aid work
in the black community.

And?

And I'd like to have
a contract drawn up

binding me to donate a fixed
percentage of my annual income

after law school towards
the establishment

of a scholarship in the name
of Sarah Jane Walker.

And?

And...

I would like
to get a law degree, sir.

So I can do some work that
might be of use to somebody.

You must have learned
a great deal more

than you bargained for through
this experience, Mr. Watson.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Watson...

A Harvard law graduate
can do a great many things.

Make a lot of money.

Teach, become
a senator, a judge.

A Harvard law graduate

has power, Mr. Watson.

I hope that I teach
my students to use
that power responsibly.

Even generously.

But you've learned something
that I can't teach them.

You've learned what it
feels like to be black.

No, sir.

Beg your pardon?

I don't really know
what it feels like, sir.

If I didn't like it,
I could always get out.

It's not the same, sir.

You've learned a great deal
more than I thought.

We won't press charges.
You can stay.

Thank you, sir!

What do you think, George?

Go ahead.

( sighs )

Hi.

Hi.

George, why don't you put
something on the jukebox?

You look funny white.

Yeah?

Well, green's my best color.

But everybody stares.

( chuckles )

Did you, uh...

Did you get my check?

Yes, thank you.

That's everything.

That's all the money I got
last semester, plus interest.

What'd you do?

Fake a seizure and get a grant
from the heart foundation?

I sold my car and stuff.

My father finally
agreed to give me a loan.

25% interest.

But at least I can
stay in school.

I'm happy for you, Mark.
If you'll excuse me.

Sarah?

I know how bad you needed
that "A" on Banks' final.

And I know how much
it meant to you.

Fine. Want to know?

I'm sorry.

Oh, no, no.
Let's find out.

Did she flunk or did she pass?

She got an "A", okay?
She got an "A".
Are you happy?

Are you happy with yourself?

I got an "A".

"A-minus".

That's not bad.

Guess I could have used
a study partner.

Sarah, you never
answered my question.

( sighs )

How do you feel about
interracial relationships?

Oh.

What? What were
you gonna say?

I was going to say

that I've never met
a white man I was
interested in.

And that...

And that I guess
the experience is
just too different.

We've got to go now, honey.

Excuse me.

What do you call a
black test-tube baby?

Janitor in a drum.

( laughs )

- Hey, buddy.
- How you doing?

( grunts )

No offense.

But...

But what?

But I guess it's all right,

interracial relationships.

If two people really
care about each other.

Right, George?

Yep.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Come on.

George and I will
buy you dinner.

You got to eat, right?

Sarah, this is Harvard.

I don't have to eat.
I don't have to sleep.

I just have to study.

( chuckles )

* I always thought
I would be strong *

* If I made it
through the pain *

* Well, I've been
in and out of love *

* And it all hurts
just the same *

* Oh, yeah

* Love can really
change your life *

* There's something magic
in my world tonight *

* I feel so free

* It's like a fantasy

* Having you next to me

* Suddenly it's magic

* One look, one touch

* Words just
won't say enough *

* When you fall in love

* Suddenly
Suddenly it's magic *

* I'm not afraid
of letting go *

* I've got to find
what's right for me *

* I'm not afraid
to stand alone *

* If that's the way
it has to be *

* After all that
I've been through *

* There's magic when
I'm here with you *

* I feel so free

* It's like a fantasy

* Having you next to me

* Suddenly it's magic

* One look, one touch

* Words just
don't say enough *

* When you fall in love

* Suddenly
Suddenly it's magic *

* We can dream
our dreams forever *

* When I'm here with you

* Baby, heaven's
a heartbeat away *

* Now that we're together

* Love will last forever

* There's a magic in
my life with you *

* One look, one touch

* Words just don't
say enough *

* When you fall in love

* Suddenly it's magic

* Suddenly it's magic

* I feel so free

* It's like a fantasy

* Having you next to me

* Suddenly it's magic

* One look, one touch

* Words just don't
say enough *

* When you fall in love

* Suddenly
Suddenly *

* I feel so free

* It's like a fantasy

* Oh, yeah

* One look, one touch

* Words just don't
say enough *