A Family Thing Page #5

and I want you to tell me

what this is all about.

You don't tell me, boy.

You don't tell me what I'm going to do.

And it's true what she's

saying, like it or not.

I don't want to hear it, ok?

Y'all are both cracking up.

Now, just straighten it out.

I'm going to take a shower.

I already drove over by Stoney Island,

and I didn't see you.

I know you didn't

have time to get far,

so I figured you were

going the wrong way.

I know I'm goin' the right way.

You hear me?

You're walking right into the bad part.

Keep going the way you're going,

going to get knocked in the head again,

maybe worse.

Listen, my son's talking

out of his ass.

It's my house, and I say

who stays and who goes.

Between you and him, and I ain't deaf,

I heard how much I'm welcome.

We want you to stay.

Now we got to talk, you and me.

I don't really give a sh*t to talk to you.

I might as well be on Mars

as to be up here with y'all people.

What do you mean, "Y'all people"?

Don't give me that "Black me" sh*t.

Get out of my way before

I knock you on your butt.

Don't threaten me, you old fool.

Get in the car. Kiss my ass!

You get in your damn car.

You know, I'm trying

to be nice to you.

You're not making it easy.

I don't aim to make it easy.

I don't give a sh*t. And your

boy don't want me around,

he can kiss my ass.

He can kiss mine, too.

I make the rules in my house.

Yeah, well, you don't enforce 'em too good.

Aw, f*** you!

F*** you! You want

me to call the police?

No, ma'am.

We're just, uh,

we're just talkin'.

You don't ever think anything's funny,

do you? No. Not anymore.

I don't have a lot to laugh about.

Yeah, poor, pitiful black you, huh?

You got a smart mouth, don't you?

I ought to knock you on your

butt again. Yeah, sure.

You didn't do it the first time.

Where are you now? Look at you.

To hell with you.

Ho on, then, if you so rough.

I was just trying to help you.

I don't know why.

'Cause you're scared of

your blind aunt, I guess.

Yeah, well, go on.

Be a big man.

I will.

I'm not afraid of you

or any other n*gger on the street.

I didn't mean it like that.

There's only one way to mean it.

If you need help, don't call me.

I'm through helping you.

Fine with me.

Yeah. Don't need his help.

He's somebody, somebody big.

Well, he can kiss my ass.

Sh*t.

Yeah, Pop is here.

Pop, say hello.

Aunt Frances,

guess who else is here.

Uncle Russell's here.

Yeah, here he is.

Hello.

No, there's no gene here.

Ok. That's ok.

Hey, aunt Frances. Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, uh-huh.

Oh, cousin Betty was...

Aunt T., quit staring at me.

Now, how am I gonna stare at you?

Uh... uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Ah, yeah, uh-huh.

Ray, why don't you leave

your pride on that couch

and go find him?

I ain't studyin' that fool.

Damned old bastard,

messing up my friday night.

The son of a b*tch.

How you doing?

Hey! Hey!

Are you the birthday girl?

How old are you?

She's 50 today.

Oh, stop telling the world about it.

I'm sure glad to find some people more

my age. I was starting to think

that nobody but kids

went to bars around here.

Now, are you the husband?

Yes, I am.

I'm sure you're a proud man.

Yeah. Yeah.

Do you care if I, uh...

take her for a spin

on the dance floor,

you know, kind of

a birthday dance?

Uh... look, sir, we're just

trying to celebrate.

James, it's ok.

I'll dance with him.

Just once.

It's your birthday.

Yeah, Frank, hi.

This is Ray Murdock.

How you doing?

Listen, I wonder if you

can do me a favor.

I'm looking for somebody.

Maybe you can just kind of

put the word out.

Yeah. White male.

Earl Pilcher. White male.

Um, about 6'.

Last seen on foot

in the vicinity of 39th and Grand

wearing, uh, blue jeans, plaid shirt,

and a baseball cap.

Oh, yeah, yeah. He walks

kind of bowlegged.

All I'm saying is that they

got all these quotas.

You got to hire blacks and women,

so it discriminates,

if I want a job as a white man,

I can't get it even if

I'm more qualified.

Supposin' I was, that is.

But with me it's even worse,

because I'm black as a

coal miner's drawers,

and I still can't get

on the quota wagon

'cause I look like a white man.

Anyhow, forget all that.

I want to buy a round for the house

to celebrate.

miss, i want to buy

a round for the house.

where's she at?

Is everything all right over here?

Everything's fine, thank you.

Now where'd that gal go?

I want to buy a round

for everybody.

Do you have the money,

my friend?

Yes, of course I got the money.

I had the money.

All right. It's time to leave, my friend.

Let's go.

Get your goddamn hand off of me.

It is time to leave, my friend.

Kiss my ass.

Move it!

Get out of the way,

you son of a b*tch!

Hey, yo, man.

What's up?

Well, all right.

Hey, old man, you hear me

talking to you?

You deaf or something?

I'm talking to you.

All right.

Listen, what do you want?

You want this? Yeah?

Ok, hold on.

You want this?

Show me what you got, baby.

Hold on. You want this?

Hey, yo, man. F*** you.

F*** you, too.

Hello.

Who is it, Virgil?

Hold on.

It's a security guard

from the railroad.

I think he's found Earl.

You look like something

the cat drug in.

Yeah, well...

I...

I had a long night.

Well, I want to apologize

for something for yesterday.

I was out of line.

Damn right you were out of line.

Well, I said I was, didn't I?

Anyway, I apologize.

Well, I guess every man's entitled

to make a complete and

total fool of himself

every now and then.

Yeah.

What the hell

you laughing about?

You're not going nuts, are you?

No, no.

I'm all right now,

but last night I believe

I was going out of my gourd.

I think I was hoping

I wouldn't wake up this morning,

but I did.

I did,

and that, I think,

means that the good Lord

wants me to stay up here

and do what I been doing.

You mean looking

for your truck.

Yeah, yeah.

Whatever.

Hey, batter, batter,

batter, batter!

Hey. Wake up, Aunt T.

I ain't asleep.

Well, I see you're

working up an appetite.

Bring any wings?

Oh, yeah.

You know, I only like wings.

I got the wings.

I don't know how come you spending good

money on store-bought chicken anyhow.

There they are, an hour late.

Now don't you start with her, Virgil.

You just mind your business.

Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

Hey.

Come here.

Oh!

Damn, Danielle,

You've gotten bigger since last week.

Me, too! Me, too!

I'm too big, too.

You, too, you, too.

That hurts.

Hi, Ann.

Hello.

No, it didn't. I'm just kidding.

Hey!

Sorry we're late, Ray.

You're going to sit here

and eat with us, aren't you?

Oh, no.

This is Virgil's day

with the girls.

Come on. Let's act like

a family for a change.

What do you say, Virgil?

Come on over here and

give me a great big hug.

- I don't mind. - That's settled.

Let's put the feedbags on.

I'm Ann.

Earl. Pleased to meet you.

Danielle,

I really like those pictures

you drew me.

I put them up on the refrigerator.

Thank you.

Yeah. Danielle Murdock-

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