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Tate... tell your sister to come to breakfast! - OK.

Why are you crying?

Are you hurt?

What's wrong?

Sylvia... what are you doing?

I'm heating up the coffee cause it's cold.

You can't put a spoon in the microwave. - Why not?

Cause it's metal... you gonna blow up the house!

Oh God, I didn't know... I ain't ever had one of these.

You'll get the hang of it. - How's your breakfast?

A little salty... but better than it was yesterday.

Tate... you don't like it?

Dottie was crying again this morning.

I told you to give your sister space.

Youl know what it's like being deaf. She'll be alright.

Can I have some cereal? - We ain't got none, eat your breakfast.

Can I go outside and ride my bike? - Tate!

What did your mother say?

To eat my breakfast.

Don't make her say it again.

I'm sorry.

Tate... Tate...

Wake up!

Tate, sweetheart... you awake?

You look like a little angel... I didn't want to bother you.

I was on my way to work... and... I decided to stop by...

and fix you some breakfast.

You hardly ate anything at the hospital. - I'm not really hungry.

OK.

You gonna get out of the house today?

No.

After work I'll come by and make you some dinner.

I have a surprise for you.

You know you don't have to do it. - I want to.

I love you and I like doing things for you.

OK? - Yeah.

Tate, I've been wanting to ask you something.

I wanted to wait for you to feel a little better.

If... if the wedding is putting too much pressure on you...

we can put it off for a while. - That isn't true.

I promise.

Are you thinking about your sister again?

There's a lot of stuff. - Promise me you won't do it again.

I promise.

OK.

Yo Tate... you up? It's... it's Alex.

If you can hear me, I found a letter in the driveway the other day.

I'm pretty sure it's yours.

Let yourself in.

It's pretty dark in here. Mind if I open the curtains? - Yes.

It's probably going to come out of your deposit.

Do what you gotta do.

The letter. - Oh yeah, sorry.

It probably fell out of your pocket when they put you in the ambulance.

I figured it was yours. Your girlfriend's name is on it.

Is that letter what I think it is?

OK... guess it's time for me to go.

I'll make some time next week to fix that leaky faucet in the kitchen.

Yo Tate... if you ever need anything...

Talk... hang out... I'm right next door. You can holler any time.

Alex! - Oh hey, Mrs. Jenkins.

Yo Tate, open up!

Tate, open the door. We know you're in there. I heard you lock the door.

Hey dog, we need to talk.

Yeah... Ren�e gave us the key. She made us do this the hard way... damn!

What are you having, a seance or something? - What are you doing?

Get dressed. We're taking you out. - No.

Ren�e wants you to get out of the house.

Man, this shit is cold. - I ain't going anywhere.

You don't have a choice. We're not leaving this house until you do.

Alright then... play!

Wanna get your ass whupped?

Nobody wants to play your stupid ass video games!

Let's watch music videos. - Hell, no!

You been feeling any better? Look how tense you are!

Do you want a massage? - Uh oh!

You know I got a magnum in my wallet if you need... - Shut up, Vashon!

You gonna tell us what's wrong or watch this stupid ass video game?

Whatever has got you stressed, let's get it off your chest.

You bottle it up, you might do something stupid again. - Vashon!

What? Man, we're all family here.

He's trying to say that we just want to be here for you. What's wrong?

Is it the wedding? - What does that mean?

It's coming soon, it's a lot of pressure.

You're trifling, Jasmine. We're supposed to be doing Ren�e a favor.

I'm just being real here. If I'm wrong, tell me to shut up.

Shut up! - I'm not talking to you.

Is the wedding stressing you out? - No. - Told you!

So my boy's got cold feet. Ren�e's the perfect woman!

She knows how to treat a man. And she works at the diner. Free food!

And one block down's the perfect woman, too? - She sure as hell...

You're pathetic, that's why you can't get anything else...

Look! I know you mean well but you all gotta go, man.

Come on, get your ass up!

Come on!

I'm just concerned about you, dog. You thinking about Dottie again?

I know your birthday's coming... - No more questions, just get out, please!

When we leave, we just want to feel like we'll see you again. - You will!

We're not leaving this house until you tell us what's wrong.

I know you're just looking at all the stress made me fuck up.

I just need to be alone for a while to clear up my head.

I ain't gonna hurt myself any more. I promised Ren�e.

OK... I believe you, dog.

Just don't... scare us like that again, alright?

Alright.

Jasmine, you coming?

I'm gonna hang here a little longer.

Fuck, Jasmine! - What?!

I almost lost my best friend. At least give me a half hour!

We're gonna respect your wishes. - Thanks for trying.

Don't mention it, dog.

# They don't start selling business. We were homies, #

# Then it's like, fuck, man! What is this?! #

OK... what would you rather do?

1) have a guy go down on you for 10 seconds?

2) for 5 months, have the dick of a 2 year-old baby?

3) have sex in front of your parents

Damn! Give me the baby dick.

That's too easy for you, you gotta pick 1 or 3!

You can't switch it up now. - Why not?

Cause it's cheating... you're the foulest person I know!

That's why I'm here for you in your time of need?

Right... you're a real good influence.

You wanna stop, we can...

Lucky for you this is medicinal marijuana.

Think I got arthritis and shit. - Umm... I know.

I know you better than you know yourself.

Right. - I can prove it.

Something's stopping you from going through with the wedding.

You know I'm right. Why are you running? - I'm going to the bathroom.

Tate, you've had fucked up shit, but you never tried to take your life before.

The only thing changed is that you're getting married.

You're digging, Jasmine, but you ain't gonna find nothing.

Excuse me! - Get over yourself!

You were so cold a woman couldn't get close enough for a ring on her finger.

Maybe this one is right for me. - Why?

She's the best thing that ever happened to me.

She cares about me.

So do I. - This isn't about you.

No, it's about you. You said you couldn't handle emotional attachments.

So you fixed yourself overnight? How did you manage that?

I don't know, I just did! - Just did...

You're not in love with her. - Shut up!

That's why you can't go through with this wedding.

Jasmine, you're pissing me off.

If you love her, tell me you do! - No!

You know I'm right. - Why are you still here?

Because you need me! You can't handle this alone!

Because if you could, you wouldn't be drinking drain cleaner like Kool-Aid!

Let me help you with this, please!

I don't know what's wrong with me.

You know I tried my best to do something, but I can't get it.

Maybe it's her.

It's me.

It'll always be me cause I'm... fucking lost!

Are you going to break it off?

I can't look her in the eyes and do it.

She deserves better than me.

Do you remember why we broke up?

We... were never together. We fucked.

It was good, though.

Do you remember why we decided to just be friends?

What about it?

What if you tried that?

I don't even make sense.

Think about it, Tate. - I don't want to think about it!

Look, if you fuck me, she'll leave you.

She won't put up with you sleeping with another woman.

Blame it on whatever you want. You were depressed... not thinking right.

We were drunk. I seduced you. You won't have to tell her you don't love her.

You do this, there's no turning back. She'll have to leave you.

No more worrying, no more hiding, no more lying.

It's not about you...

and you can't handle it.

I've handled it this long.

That was better than it used to be.

Get dressed.

Tate, I can't even move now. Take that as a compliment.

Do you think that's Ren�e?

Tate?

Tate, it's your mama. - You gonna let her in?

No.

Oh, shit. - What?

Did Vashon lock the door?

Mama Bradley! - Jasmine.

I'm so sorry, I was asleep on the couch. Tate's in the shower.

I haven't seen you in years. - I'm just trying to be here for him.

Thank you for that. That is so sweet.

What's in the bag, are you making us food?

Well I was hoping to have Tate to myself, just talk with him.

No problem, I was just leaving.

I remember when you were a kid, you wouldn't eat nothing.

Can't blame you though. I was a horrible cook back then.

Jasmine is a sweet girl, came here just to check on you.

You're so fortunate to have people in your life that love you.

Carlton wanted to come by today but he had to work.

Too bad cause it would have been nice to sit down and eat like a family again.

We hardly ever see you any more.

It's usually the bad times that bring people together.

It's up to us to change that.

We need to appreciate each other to come together on a more pleasant occasion.

Tate... Tate... Tate!

I can't believe you're smoking after what you've been through.

Put that out and eat your lunch.

I'm not hungry.

You just came home from the hospital... - I'm a grown man, this is my house.

If I don't want to eat, I won't eat.

If I want to smoke... I will.

OK Tate... if you don't want to eat nothing, you don't have to.

Can we please sit down and talk?

Good.

This ain't so bad.

There are worse things than spending time with your mother.

Thank you, son.

Are you feeling any better?

[Grunts]

Just promise me you won't smoke the next time you're feeling sleepy.

You have an accident like that again, you might not be so lucky. - Right.

They're my accidents.

This is a nice spacious place you have.

I brought something for you.

I'll bet you haven't seen these in years.

Look!

You're so little! - I can't do this.

They're just harmless pictures, Tate.

Maybe to you.

I know you didn't have the best childhood.

Don't you think it's time to move on?

You should have left us at the group home.

We would have been better off. - That's not true!

Tate, I don't want to argue about this. Can we just sit down and talk?

I want to fix this.

Fix it.

Tate, I'm sorry.

I was going through some problems.

I just want us to be a family again.

Your accident, it was a sign.

If you had died, I couldn't bear that we never made things right.

Carlton and I want to make things, right.

You can't.

Yes we can and we will!

I'm not going to lose you again!

Carlton is off work on Friday.

Friday we will come here and sit down and eat like a family.

Whatever feelings you have against us, you need to get over them.

Sylvia.

You and Carlton aren't welcome here.

You never were.

Well we're coming!

And if your door's locked, I'll break it down... do you understand?

You forgot your photo album.

I will pick them up on Friday.

Boy, didn't I say you can't go outside til you finish your breakfast?

I finished.

So if I ask your mother if you finsihed and she says no,

you're in some serious trouble, right?

OK, then. Go away, get out of here!

Did you have fun today, Tate?

I asked you a question, boy. - Yes.

That's good. I'm glad you had fun.

You probably haven't eaten since morning. You hungry?

Yes.

Glad to hear that, too.

Cause you need a big appetite if you want to be a strong man.

Your mama's working the late shift so she can't make dinner.

But don't worry... I made dinner today.

Don't give me that look. You got yourself into this one.

I work hard to put food on the table, and your mother slaves to cook it,

and you show your appreciation by throwing it in the trash, right?

Right? - Yeah.

And I asked if you finished your food, and you lied to my face, right?

Yeah. - Oh no, don't cry now.

This is what you wanted. I don't know what your mama's been teaching you,

but when you live in my house, you respect the rules.

When you mess up in life, you got consequences to face, right?

Come here!

Boy, get over here!

Eat it.

Don't make me say it again. Eat it or I'll give you something to cry about.

Eat it!

Don't just hold it in there. Chew!

You better not. Swallow! Swallow!

Take off your pants.

Take 'em off now!

Stop crying!

Hey, babe! Why are you home so early?

The store was slow so they sent us home.

I bought Tate some cereal. Is he up?

I wanted to give it to him.

I was just putting him to bed.

He's probably asleep by now.

I'll just go check on him.

Sylvia. - Yeah. - He's a little upset.

This morning he tried to throw his breakfast in the trash,

and I had give him a whipping. - OK.

Babe... - Yeah?

You know I'm proud of how far you've come.

Look at you... you're all dressed up...

doing well... got a respectable job... we should celebrate.

How about I take you to Hawaii?

That sounds wonderful.

Well damn!

I just told you I was taking you to Hawaii...!

Sorry, baby.

That's the gratitude a man wants from his woman.

You know I love you, right? - Right.

We're pathetic.

You know what my life would be like without you?

or worse, what your life would be like without me?

You'd probably be out on the streets, hooking on the same block I found you.

No education... can't read worth a damn...

no job... and no love life.

Cause ain't too many niggers gonna put up with a woman with two kids,

especially when one of them is deaf.

You wouldn't have this nice home.

CPS [Child Protective Services] wouldn't have given your kids back,

if it wasn't for me.

I guess we're stuck together, huh babe?

I guess so.

Dottie!

Wake up, sleepy head.

Get up!

I want you to tell me how your day was.

Did you have a good time with Vashon and Jasmine?

No.

My baby still feeling bad?

I was hoping you'd feel better when I got back.

Is there anything I can do, baby?

I don't deserve anything.

I don't deserve you. - Yes, you do.

You're a good man.

You make me happy.

You mean everything to me, OK?

Come here.

What are you doing? Kiss me! - Stop.

What's wrong?

I... cheated on you...

with Jasmine.

What?

I'm so sorry.

When?

When, Tate?

Today. - No!

Why would you do that?

Why would you do that, Tate?

I don't know.

You don't love me no more. - Don't say that.

I'm sorry.

Clean up your own vomit from now on.

Ren�e!

I just don't know what the problem is.

It's not like I didn't treat her right. Draw two.

I took her out every weekend...

I called her up to see how her day was going...

I put it down in the bedroom. I did everything.

Maybe she's the one with the problem. Draw four.

A woman that can't appreciate a good man, you don't want her anyway.

Guess you're right...

but when the same shit keeps happening,

you start to think there's something wrong with you.

I put down a 6 not a 9.

Nothing's wrong with you.

You're just saying that... Draw four!

You're funny, you're handsome, you're looking for more than sex.

One day the right girl will appreciate you.

Yeah... OK.

Now... you draw twelve... and I win!

Oh hell no, man... you cheated!

I cheated? - Yeah, something up your sleeve.

I cheated by playing better? - Yeah.

This is Tate... and Ren�e. You want to get in on this?

I'm good. - Oh, come on.

I think they're too cool for Ono.

Let's finish playing tomorrow. - What?!

I want to talk to Tate.

What?! don't fail me here. Come on now...

Alright.

Whatever.

Hey Tate... later.

Sure. - Straight up.

What?!

There's always another.

You jealous?

Should I be? You're not serious, are you?

I'm just saying, he hangs around you more than me.

Jasmine's always over at your place.

You know why that doesn't bother me?

Because I trust you.

So... you gonna tell me what's really bothering you?

I know something's wrong.

I just came back from the doctor. - Are you sick? - No.

For a while, when I was going to make love...

The doctor says it's stress.

He told me to take these.

OK... well...

This is good news. - Yeah.

Baby, I'm sure it will work. - That's not all.

You're OK, right?

I don't think I'll be able to have kids.

Oh...

Baby, I'm... so sorry.

We can adopt.

It doesn't even really matter.

Yes it does. You're always talking about having kids.

Now... I can't even do it.

Yo Tate... I think I got everything.

These yours, nigger?

Got anything else hanging aroud here?

I don't know.

Alright, well...

You find anything, just put it aside... I'll come later and get it.

Vashon. - Yeah.

When you talked to her, is she still taking it bad?

Of course she is, man. She's messed up.

I'm going out.

Hey, hold up.

This was our wedding program. I wondered if you'd give it to her.

What?!

Nothing.

What's up? - Still trifling. - What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with his ass? He always has something smart to say.

I told Ren�e what happened. - Damn!

Is there anything I can do for you? - No.

If you want to talk about it... - I don't want to talk about it.

Sorry, I'll just give you some space.

Tate, if you took this picture down, it might help you not think about it.

Want me to take it down for you? - No.

Are you sure?

I've never seen you this tense before. - Don't do that.

You need to relax, Tate. - Stop!

Are you mad at me?

I'm mad at me.

You did the right thing. You couldn't lead her on forever.

She'll get over it.

She was the best thing that ever happened to me and I fucked it up.

You have other good things in your life. - Like what?

Friends! Me.

You're not my friend. - What's that supposed to mean?

Friends don't fuck, Jasmine. - Who made that rule?

Look at this fucked up situation. I don't need this shit in my life.

So what do you want to do about it?

You already know. - What?

You really want me to say it?

So you're gonna throw away 4 years. You don't want to work this out?

You're waiting for me to realize how much I love you,

but it's never gonna happen. - Fuck you, Tate! Fuck you.

Hey guys, what are you getting today?

Hey Ren�e! Looking good. - Thank you.

Let me get some hotcakes, two eggs, big old glass of milk.

And some peaches and cream for desert. - No sausage?

Baby, I don't need sausage, I serve it.

And you? - Actually I'm not that hungry, thanks.

Are you OK? You look like your dog just died.

His birthday's always like this. - Ohhh.

Well, how about a glass of water? It's on me!

Sure.

Damn, nigger, she's fine as hell!

Most women ain't nice like that unless they got something to gain.

I'm good about it. - For real?!

Nigger gonna spit! - Why don't you go at it?

Shit... watch this, nigger!

Dog, we gotta go.

What happened? - She shot me down. It's embarassing.

We can never go back here! - You do this every time.

Why do you keep doing this shit? Hold it, let me get my keys. - Hurry up!

I heard of jumpin' the bill but... jumpin' the meal? That's a new one.

That for me? - It is.

You this nice to everybody?

You come in every day and you don't harass me.

You seem like a nice guy.

You should have something to smile about on your birthday.

Thanks.

Can I at least get a courtesy smile?

I really did need this today... so thank you. - You're welcome!

Can you hold that smile for your birthday photo?

That depends. - On what?

On if you take it with me.

Alright... 1... 2... 3!

Are you crying?

His father just died... This is sad!

This is a cartoon! - You never cry at movies.

I don't.

I forgot I'm talking to Mr. Tough Guy, who's still afraid of clowns.

I don't care, some of them are scary.

You know... I've never seen you cry before.

Yeah? - What makes you cry?

You're still hoping questions will... - I'm serious!

OK.

Nothing... it's nothing.

When was the last time you cried?

I guess when I was a kid.

That can't be normal.

Thanks. - I'm sorry, I'm just saying...

I'm just saying, you never broke a bone and started crying?

I broke my arm but no... I didn't cry.

What about when your sister died?

Yeah, I wanted to... but I couldn't.

I'm sorry, baby. - That's OK.

Baby... - What?

Open your eyes.

How come you never look at me?

I can't do this. - What's wrong?

I just can't do this.

Tate, can you just hold me?

Baby, I'm so sorry. You deserve better than this.

I'm happy with what I got. I don't want anything more.

Tate... do you love me?

You know I got love for you.

You got love for Vashon and Jasmine.

I'm talking about being in love.

Are you in love with me?

Yeah.

Yeah, what?

Yeah, I'm in love with you.

Then why haven't you proposed to me?

Why haven't I proposed? - Yeah!

It's been two years.

Sometimes I feel like I'm losing you.

I just want to be sure... you're not going anywhere.

I'm not.

Well... if we're both in love...

and we want to be together...

then we should get married.

I want to have your babies.

I want to see you become an old man.

What's she going to give me?

She said... she doesn't want your money or your stuff.

Alright... thanks for letting me know.

That's not all. - More good news.

She said, if you got something for her, she needs it back.

You took everything this morning. No... she left it in your pocket.

That's it. I'll bring that back to her.

I didn't get a chance to read it yet.

She doesn't want you to. - Why?

I can't say.

OK... I think I'll read it anyway.

I can't let you do that.

What the fuck are you talking about?

I promised Ren�e. - You're supposed to have my back!

It's not like that. Can I just get the letter back?

What are you doing? - I want to find out what Ren�e told me.

Don't put me in this position. - What position? Why are you tripping?

You want Ren�e, don't you?

Don't point the finger at me, look at yourself. - What does that mean?

You fucked up. You don't deserve Ren�e. - And you do?

That what you want to hear? Yeah, I deserve Ren�e and you don't.

You couldn't hold onto a woman like Ren�e if she was glued to your hands!

Yeah? That's why she's waiting for me back at the house.

She needs a shoulder to cry on and unlike you, I'm gonna be there for her.

Calm down, man! Calm down so I can fucking help you!

I'll kill you!

What are you doing, Tate? - You fucking my girl, Vashon? Huh?

You trying to fuck Ren�e?

I'm only talking shit. I was pissed off. - Fuck you!

I should shoot you in the face now. - I don't care what you...

No, I should shoot myself. - Don't do it, man, look...

Ren�e's pregnant! She's pregnant!

Are you're fucking lying to me? - I ain't lying! Look at the letter!

Open the envelope, see for yourself!

Do it, please!

You still wanna kill me?

Get the fuck up!

I need my gun back.

Hello? - Ren�e.

Ren�e.

I know you can hear me. Why didn't tell me we got a baby?

You should've told me.

Baby, I'm sorry.

I fucked up, I know.

I need you to forgive me.

We gotta think of something now, for us, for the baby.

Baby, say something, please. Talk to me!

I'm not keeping it.

You don't mean that. Don't say that.

I already made an appointment. Stay out of my life.

Fuck!

Hello in there! This is the police. Open the door!

Open the door. We'll break it in!

It's open.

You care to tell us what happened here?

We got a call about an altercation.

We can talk about here or at the station. It's up to you.

Excuse me, officers.

Alex Sears! - What are you doing here?

I live in the unit next door. This guy's a friend of mine.

OK if I handle this?

I promise everything is under control. Just do me this favor.

No problem.

We'll be in the car if you need us.

Good to see you. - Me too, man.

Thanks. - No problem.

Guess you always see me at my lowest.

Is that a good thing or bad?

I don't know.

By the look of this place, I'd say it's a good thing.

So how's your problem?

What makes you think I got a problem?

Look, my problem is my business.

Your business is gonna kill you.

We all gotta die someday.

True... but some of us want to wait a while.

I'm not trying to be nosey. I just want to help you.

What makes you think you can help me?

I know what you're going through.

Of course you do.

It's my sixth year on the force.

I'm on a routine traffic stop.

I get the driver's license and registration,

and head back to the patrol car for a background check.

As soon as I turn, the guy pulls a gun from the under the seat,

and puts a slug in my spine,

and flees the scene.

I found out he had 2 strikes and multiple warrants.

I lose the job I love and end up behind a desk, pushing pencils.

I lose the woman I love...

because I can't handle that I can't make love to her any more.

No matter how many times she tells me it doesn't matter,

I can't make myself believe it.

Feeling like less than half a man,

I throw a pity party for myself and Jack Daniels.

Take my firearm and put it to my head.

Any of this sound familiar to you?

What stopped you from pulling the trigger? - Nothing.

The bullet slices my brain.

If they try to take it out now, I could die on the operating table.

OK, so... we're both fucked up. - Yeah.

But we both got a second chance. That means we're not dead yet.

I'm doing better and I see hope. - Yeah, but how?

By getting my head out of my ass.

Stop running from my fears.

I got tired of losing everything that I ever cared about.

Now I'm fighting for my life back.

And is it working?

Slowly but surely.

I own this place now, figure I won't get shot in the real estate game.

How about your girl?

She's on the East Coast, married, one-year old daughter.

I got used to my disability.

I've even adjusted to my job, but...

she's the one thing that I lost for good.

Yeah.

I have a girl... had a girl...

I lost her too.

Do you love her?

Yes.

You need to fight... but you fight for yourself.

Get counseling, see a therapist, talk to your preacher.

Whatever works for you.

The point is: you can't hiding from your problems.

You got too much to lose.

Make the best of your second chance.

Thanks.

Any time, bro.

I guess we should pray for us.

This is your place, Tate. Will you do the honors?

OK.

Lord... thank you for this meal that you have so lovingly provided.

May it sustain our bodies and bring us good health.

We're here to rectify the past and to make things right.

We ask that your spirit guides us as we do so.

Amen. - Amen.

That was beautiful, Tate.

And look at you, looking all good!

I don't know...

Today feels like a big day for us. - It is.

Carlton, tell Tate what we decided to do for him.

Your mother and I decided to pay for the wedding.

That won't be necessary. - No, we insist.

We want to do something nice for you. - Mama, the wedding's off.

Ohh... why, sweetheart?

Until recently, I never learned how to be loved.

But you're better now, right?

I'm getting there.

Cause you can't really get better...

til you learn how to look your problem in the eye,

and acknowledge all the pain that it's caused you.

I didn't come here for this.

Carlton! Please... sit down.

Tate, we came here to move forward as a family, right?

Right.

The food's getting cold.

You gonna stare at me or you gonna eat? - I'm not hungry.

Try your macaroni and cheese. You still like it? - Maybe later.

Yo mama didn't make the food for later. She made it to eat now as a family.

Ain't that why we're all here?

You want me to leave, I'll leave. Don't turn this into a scene.

Leave her alone! Leave my sister alone!

What the fuck you think you're doing?!

Try again and see what happens! You think you're bad, huh?

You think you can stand up to me?

You wanna be in my business, I'll put you in my business!

Come here!

I said come here!

Look at your sister!

I said look at her!

Pretty, ain't she?

Just like her mama.

Come here!

Don't make me ask again!

Kiss her!

Do it!

Kiss her... and make it a good one.

How you want this to go, Tate? If you want this to get ugly, it can.

And now stop looking at me like that.

Or what? You gonna beat me up?

You want me to dig up my sister's body so you can watch me...

So you can watch me fuck her again! - Tate! - What?!

It's the truth. Should I sweep it under the rug like you do?

What are you talking about?

This.

That's what I'm talking about.

I need you to be strong for your sister today, OK?

Dottie shouldn't have to die. Carlton should die!

Why would you say something like that?

He made us get naked. He made us do stuff!

Carlton wouldn't do nothing like that!

Now that's a lie. - It's not a lie!

It don't matter what this says.

We're a family, do you understand?

Come on, let's go. Get up.

You know what, mama? I see why I always run from my problems.

I learned from the best.

So this is how it's gonna be, huh Tate?

If this is how you want it, then me and your mother will stay in our own world,

and you can stay locked up in this one with nobody.

What the fuck are you talking about? You did this, not me! You!

Fuck it then. I did this. Now what?

What the fuck does that change?

Carlton. - Shut the fuck up, Sylvia!

I see some things never change.

Sylvia, let's go.

Carlton... he's our son.

Not any more, he don't want to be.

Sylvia, I said come on! - No!

What did you say to me?

I'm not gonna lose another child, Carlton.

You can be miserable together.

Hold on. - What?

You want me to stay now?

You're not leaving this house til you admit what you did to me.

Or what?

I need to hear it.

Just say what you did to me so I can move on with me life.

Please... just say it. - This is bullshit.

Be a man for once in your life. Just fucking say it!

Say it!

You think you had it so bad, huh?

Yeah, I beat you.

I beat your mother.

I had sex with your sister.

I made you have sex with your sister. She probably killed herself cause of it.

I'm fucked up.

Unlike you, I hever got a chance to tell off my father.

Life is fucked up, ain't it?

Sir... stay right there.

Turn around, put your hands behind you.

Ma'am, please stand up, turn around, put your hands behind you.

Officer... I never touched a hair on my son's head.

That's for a jury of your peers to decide, ma'am. - This isn't right.

Let's go. - Wait.

Tate, I'm sorry.

You know I'm sorry, right?

Thanks again.

I owe you my life.

I'll settle for dinner on you.

How do you feel?

It's all over.

It's finally over.

It's not all the way over.

You have to testify in court.

And there's also a fianc�e that you have to settle up with.

Ren�e won't even answer my calls any more.

You gonna let that stop you?

We come this far already. - I can't make her answer the phone.

There are other ways to get someone to talk to you, Tate.

Ren�e!

Ren�e... open up the door, baby!

Baby, I need to talk to you. Just give me one more chance and open the door.

Ren�e!

You know she's at work, right?

Yeah, I just forgot.

You gonna wait for her to get back?

She's worth it, isn't she?

Yeah, she is. Don't worry, you'll get her back.

What makes you so sure?

Cause she loves you and you love her.

I do.

I got to ride my bike today. - I see... you having fun?

Yeah.

I haven't had fun in a long time.

Maybe you should get a bike.

Maybe I should.

Well... I'm gonna ride my bike now.

OK... I won't hold you up.

OK, bye.

Bye.

Oh wait! I almost forgot.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

# I sit down and I drive and begin anew #

# And this heart on my sleeve tells me what to do. #

# Though I wear this new mask when you look at me #

# This old heart filled with pain is all you can see. #

# I get tied up and caught up and start to drown #

# And the hope is what keeps me from going down #

# Cause if what I've been feeling is somewhat right #

# Then there's still a bright future inside. #

# So I'm gonna keep wishing #

# I'm gonna keep hoping #

# A new light will shine my way #

# and bring my whole life into day. #

# I'm gonna keep wishing #

# Can't keep me from hoping. #

# The stars that made me so strong #

# Will still have the nerve to shine on, shine on. #

# I stand up and I smile and I walk for miles #

# And these feet are worn down by the tribs and trials #

# As I walk now, my smile starts to fade away #

# As my soul feels the joke of this desert day. #

# I wish I could discuss it and break this hurt #

# Cause my soul seems to know that this can't be worse #

# So I pull myself out of this lonely pit #

# And I can see now there's much more of life to live#

# So I'm gonna keep wishing #

# Gonna keep hoping #

# A new light will shine my way #

# And bring my whole life into day. #

# I'm gonna keep wishing #

# Can't keep me from hoping #

# The stars that made me so strong #

# Will still have the nerve to shine on. #

# Gonna keep wishing. #

# A new light will shine my way #

# And bring my whole life into day. #

# So I'm gonna keep wishing #

# Can't keep me from hoping #

# The stars that made me so strong #

# Will still have the nerve to shine on. #

Subtitles by filmnutz @ KG November, 2013