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Where were you during poli -sci this morning?

Pushing my car off the highway.

Broke down on me again. I guess the old bucket just can't handle a commute.

Oh, well, sounds like it's time to kick the bucket to the curb.

Woman, please.

Now, you know I can't junk my baby girl like that.

Baby girl?

Uh -uh. Yo busted hoopty is not a woman. Okay.

Why do men always think of their cars as females?

Cars are females. I'm a mechanic, I know. You never hear anybody say, let's

slide underneath him and check out his tailpipe.

Dang, guys.

Guess who was personally chosen to escort Matt Sullivan around campus?

I'll give you a hint.

It's me.

Who's Matt Sullivan?

Only one of the top photojournalists in the world? Exactly.

You know that picture I've got of Nelson Mandela in prison?

That's a Matt Sullivan.

That's right. I'm picking him up from the airport tomorrow morning. Hey, you

guys want to come?

Are you kidding?

I'm there.

I can't. Yeah, but I've got to fix my car. It keeps backfiring and it stalls

out.

Well, it doesn't sound too serious. Look, I say we slide under him and check

his tailpipe.

like you got to do what's right for you.

Knock,

knock. The Matt Sullivan Express is here.

Hey, you guys ready to go? Been ready.

Well, why don't you all sit down and have breakfast? I made plenty. Oh, I'm

sorry, Miss Lynch, but we want to keep Mr. Sullivan waiting.

Hey, wait a minute.

I thought you were supposed to work on Baby Girl.

There's no rush. I ate thanks to Jordan.

Did he buy you a bus pass?

No, no, no.

But I fixed his getting to class on time problem.

I invited him to be my new roommate. That's right. Buckley won't know what

him. That's right. Let's go.

Hey, wait a minute. What's the hurry? You know he's got to keep his car

My ribs are still trying to get rid of your macaroni and cheese.

Besides, I'm in a big hurry. I'm expecting a very important call at the

If I miss it, I'm in trouble.

Oh, what's the problem?

Nothing, just a little cash flow situation.

Well, hey, Ray, my business is booming.

I'd be happy to float you a loan.

Well, thank you, Lisa, but I figured out a solution.

I'm not happy about it, but I have no choice.

Well, I'm here if you need me.

Thank you.

That's what friends are for.

And friends will be charging 12 % too.

So we're in this pitch black bunker and Castro starts passing out cigars.

So I said, hey, Fidel, you got a light?

He strikes a match.

And just as his face catches the glow of the flame, I snap the shot.

Well, next thing you know, that shot's a cover of Life magazine.

And they say cigars are bad for you.

A few more questions.

Yes, dear.

How does... If you're traveling, affect your family.

Well, photojournalist doesn't find much time to put down roots.

I guess you could say that I'm married to my Nikon and my photographs are our

children. And I am a very proud papa, so come and see the kids at my exhibit

tonight, all right?

Hey, Mr. Sullivan, that lecture was the bomb.

Jordan, never say the bomb to someone who's done, okay?

Excuse me.

Um, I know this is kind of lame, but my sister, she couldn't make the lecture

and insisted I ask you to autograph this.

It's one of my favorites.

What's your sister's name, Tia?

Tia?

Okay, okay, okay, it's for me.

I'll tell you what.

I've got better prints of this at the gallery.

Why don't you and your sister stop by and I'll sign a couple of them for you.

Really?

Well, thank you.

Wait till I tell her.

Uh, Mr. Sullivan, I'd like one of those prints, too. Oh, no problem.

I think they're selling them at the gift shop.

I knew that. You crazy. You kid.

Ray, I'm making soup. You want some?

What? You go eat some soup.

victim of an extortionist police are calling the Black Widower.

Allegedly, this handsome, middle -aged Casanova charms his trusting female

victims out of their life savings.

The police have just issued this eyewitness sketch of the Black Widower.

have seen this man or you know of his whereabouts, please dial the number on

your screen.

It's just a little cash flow situation.

I've figured out a solution.

I'm not happy about it.

choice. Loan department, please.

Hello, Mabel?

Ray Campbell. Is Frank in?

Yeah, I just faxed over an application for refinancing my loan.

A refinancing application.

What's all the noise?

Oh, your retirement party. Well, congratulations.

Uh -huh. Mabel, can you hear me?

Mabel, I need that form to be signed so the bank will give me the money.

I said I can't get the money.

Without that signature.

You will? Are you a sweetheart?

Yeah, goodbye.

What a nice old lady.

I'm sure going to hate to see her go.

Hello?

Police?

Yeah, I'm calling about the black widower.

Oh, me?

Just an anonymous citizen.

I was wondering, what should I do if I overheard a man calling an old lady

Mabel and decided over all her money?

Was it stupid?

Fine!

I'll call you back if I ever hear anything about something like that,

never have. Bye -bye.

Who was that?

Wrong number?

Dear friend, but this doesn't seem like Jordan's flavor.

Tamara, please. Okay, once Jordan lays eyes on this, he's gonna love it.

You mean to tell me you did all this without checking with him? About what?

Jordan has seen all of this stuff in my place before.

Tariq, look, I know my man, okay? And he is not gonna be happy about all of

this.

There you go.

Listen, now, I moved it to make room for the bench press.

Where's my trunk?

It's under the TV. See, now, where it was, it kept the recliner from going all

the way back.

I'm surprised you didn't move the sink. I didn't have a pipe wrench.

Tyreek, if we're gonna room together, there's one thing that we have to get

straight.

Yeah?

I get first dibs on a recliner.

Mr. Sullivan. Hi.

This is my sister, Tamara Campbell.

Hi, Tamara. Tell me, is this level?

Um, up a little to the right.

Perfect. Thanks.

I can hold a camera steady in the wake of a tornado, but I can never seem to

hang a picture straight.

Tia, why didn't you tell me you're the twin?

I'm Tamara.

Most people pick up on it. Yeah, really, it's okay.

Gosh, Mr. Sullivan. Finn, you are an incredible photographer.

Thank you. Oh, oh, but this has got to be my favorite.

It's as if his inner light makes the bars disappear.

It was such an honor to meet him.

Mandela has always been one of my heroes.

Oh, my gosh, dear, look.

We know this mural.

You do?

Yeah, yeah, we know the artist.

Her name was Rachel. Rachel Gavin.

I've got a shot of her in my portfolio.

You do?

Can we see it?

Certainly.

She's so beautiful.

Oh, my gosh.

I can't believe we finally know what she looked like.

I thought you said you knew her.

Oh, we knew who she was.

But we never met her.

We're adopted He was our birth mother

This is unbelievable what If

Rachel Gavin is your mother then I'm your father

What

did you just say

This is unbelievable.

No, after that.

If Rochelle Gavin is your mother, I'm your father.

I need to sit down.

Scoot over.

Scoot over more.

If you knew how many detectives and lawyers I hired to try to find you, and

you just walk into my life.

Actually, you kind of walked into ours. Wait a minute. This just doesn't make

any sense.

Where do I begin?

I first met Rissell when the Detroit Free Press assigned me to do a photo

on her murals.

First time I saw her, I knew I would love her for the rest of my life.

Luckily, she felt the same way, and within weeks, we were living together.

Okay, it was the 70s. What can I say?

You can say you got married.

That was the plan, but we never got the chance.

Well, why not?

Newsweek offered me the assignment of a lifetime in the Middle East.

And you didn't take her with you? She had just been commissioned to paint a

mural in Florida, so she insisted that I go to Tel Aviv, and she promised to

join me later.

What she didn't tell me was that she was pregnant.

We wrote every day, and then after about six months, the letters just stopped.

I hopped the first flight back to Pensacola, but... I was too late.

The cell had died three weeks earlier from complications during childbirth.

So she died when you were born?

Yes.

And you were already adopted by the time I got there. And because we weren't

married and I had no proof of paternity, I was denied access to your adoption

records. Oh, yeah, this is too weird. I must have checked every set of twins

adopted at that time.

Well, that's probably why you couldn't find us. We were adopted separately.

We just found each other's... years ago.

And now I found you.

Wow.

I can't believe that Nelson Mandela I've had for years was taken by my father.

He said himself he doesn't have any proof. We know that this is our mother.

And if what Mr. Sullivan says is true, then he has got to be

Father? That's a big if to you.

Now, look, Mr.

Sullivan, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but you're white.

Most people pick up on it.

Look, Tamara, there's a simple blood test that can prove for certain that I'm

your father. What are you talking about? I don't need to take a test to know who

my real dad is.

Tamara, my dad is the man who's been here for me all my life.

And a good chunk of yours, Tia.

His name is Ray Campbell.

And as far as I'm concerned, he's all the father that I will ever need.

Welcome to the family.

Police? Yeah, this is that anonymous citizen calling with another... about

black widower?

Now, if he would have confessed and apologized, would you settle for

I'll call you back.

Samara, what's wrong?

I just found out something that could change my entire life.

It's about your father, isn't it?

You know, too.

I just found out.

That picture was a dead giveaway.

I mean, how'd you know it was a picture?

It's all over the news.

You're kidding.

Must have been a slow week.

Slow week? I'm surprised Jenny Jones isn't knocking down our door.

What did Dad say?

He doesn't know.

Well, we better go tell on Tamara. Hold up now. We don't know how he might

react. Do you think we should call the police first?

Police?

out, you know you gotta go somewhere. No, no, no, no. He doesn't. I won't let

him. What's the matter? You can't change what's happened.

Maybe not, Lisa.

But I can let him know that that doesn't change the way I feel about him.

You know, you're right, honey.

We should march right in there and let Ray know exactly how much we love him.

Love is the answer. Yeah. Go ahead, honey. I got your back.

We need to talk.

Found period.

What's that?

Oh, wait, now, don't get upset now. We can work this out together.

Yeah, I'm sure we will as soon as I know what it is.

Dad? Mm -hmm?

T and I, we... We found our natural father.

Yeah?

How did you find him?

Actually, he found us. He's been looking ever since we were adopted.

He has?

Yes.

Well, uh, wow, that's wonderful.

So, who is he? What's his name? It's someone famous.

He is?

Yes.

You saw it on the news?

Are you all right with all of this? No, I'm not, Dad.

Look, I don't need Matt Sullivan. I already have a dad.

Yes, you do, and nothing's going to ever change that.

Exactly.

We're a family, and I don't need somebody coming in and breaking us up.

wait a minute. Nobody's coming in and breaking us up. The family isn't getting

smaller. It's getting larger. But, Dad, we don't know anything about him, except

that he's famous, and he's photographed presidents and kings, and he won that

Pulitzer. But other than that, he's a perfect stranger.

And he always will be if you shut him out.

Now, Tamara, you will never know Raysell.

But you've been given a chance to know your natural father.

You may even learn something about yourself.

Well, I already know I love you.

Tell you what.

Why don't you call him and invite him for dinner?

I'll do better than that.

I'll go back and ask him in person.

That's my girl.

Thanks, Dad.

I just phoned here, and she seems to be okay with this.

Where did Tamara go?

She went to invite Mr. Sullivan for dinner.

Well, I hope he likes soup. I'm too confused to cook anything else.

Is this why you've been jumpy all day today?

Not exactly.

Oh, Ray, I overheard your phone conversation about getting all that

You mean refinancing my loan at the bank?

Bank?

Refinance? Yeah.

Who else would you think I was going to get all that money?

Well, I'll tell you the truth.

Now, you are going to laugh when you hear this.

Ray Campbell, this is the Detroit Police.

Your house is surrounded.

This is me winning the second grade regional spelling bee.

I like the band -aid on your knee.

I also won a soccer game that day.

And this is my science fair blue ribbon and my gold medal from the math

olympics. Smart.

Just like Rochelle.

I wish I would have known her.

She would have been so proud of you.

Um, Matt?

Do you have time for a Tamera Campbell of the early years?

Tamera, for you, I got nothing but time.

Well, this is my brag look.

Oh, other way.

Well, um, here I am starring in the church Christmas pageant.

Where are you?

Over there, sheep number four.

Baby Jesus tried to upstage me.

I stole his halo.

Oh, and here I am setting a record for the Girl Scout cookies.

Oh, most cookies sold? Most cookies eaten.

Who's up for coffee and dessert?

Ray, Lisa, this evening has meant so much to me. I can't thank you enough.

Oh, come on. Matters nothing. Just some glorified leftovers.

Thank you for raising two wonderful young women.

Believe me, the pleasure was all ours.

you didn't have to leave so soon.

Oh, me too.

Now, shooting South America doesn't seem nearly as exciting as it did yesterday.

But you are coming back.

You can count on it.

For the first time in my life, I have a reason to put down roots.

Two reasons.

How would you like a picture of the girls to take with you? I got a couple

their senior pictures here. Oh, no.

Come on, Dad. Not the lame high school ones. Seven months ago.

Would you feel better if I took one of you right now?

A real Matt Sullivan?

Of course.

Let me get you right here on the sofa.

Cool.

All right.

All right, this is nice. This is good.

But there's something missing.

Ray, Lisa, why don't you get in there? Let's make this a family shot.

I'd like to know each other.

Does that camera come with an automatic timer?

Sure, why?

Why don't you join us?

You don't have to ask me twice.

Okay.

Now, on the count of three, everyone say, Mandela.

One, two... Woo, magical business

family, just fine.

Nothing will change how much I care about you.

I can't get back in that line. I know.

I tried. I couldn't get back in.