Antwone Fisher Page #7

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To be with you.

What did you tell him?

I told him that I would|be honored,Jerome.

Okay...

okay.

Congratulations.

Petty Officer Fisher.|Good job.

Thank you, Commander.

I was waiting.|Cheryl, right?

[Chuckles]|How you doin', Cheryl?

It's a pleasure|to meet you.

Heard nothin' but|good things about you.

Where's your wife?

She couldn't make it.

She sends along|her congratulations.

A small gift for you.

Okay.

The Philosophy and Opinions|of Marcus Garvey.

Thank you, sir.

You're welcome.

Is there somewhere|we can talk in private?

Do you mind?

That's fine.|I don't mind.

Okay.|Nice to meet you.

Nice to|meet you, sir.

Hello?

[Sighs]|What's up, Doc?

[Chuckles]

How are you?

I'm good.

Yes, you are,|Antwone.

You're good.

I hear nothin'|but good things...

from your C.O.

Hear that you're|gettin' along very well...

with your shipmates.|I'm proud of you.

Thank you, sir.

Have you thought anymore|about finding your family?

I don't know.|For what?

Well, I just think|that there's really nothing...

more important|than that, Antwone.

What are you|tryin' to say, sir?

That I'm proud of you...

that I think|you've come a long way.

Okay.

You said that.|What's wrong?

There's|nothin' wrong.

You understand, this|is very difficult for me.

Our sessions have ended.

[Exhales]|Now, listen.

Just listen to me,|all right?

I've taken|the liberty of--

What do you mean,|they ended?

They--They ended, son,|and it's time for you...

to move on.|You can't stall here.

But you and me are|workin' out my problems.

You and me|can't work out--

You told me|that we need...

to figure out|my problems.

- Listen to me--|- Get off me!

[Door Opens]|Hey, get out!

- Get out!|- Nobody ever stays!

Everybody's|always leavin' me!

People grow.|People move on.

You've grown. It's time|for you to move on.

Hey, my mother left me!

My father!|I understand--

Jesse and you!

Jesse? What do you mean?

We shoulda never gone,|that's what.Jesse!

Jesse?|Tell me something--

Cow bells ringin'|in my f***in' head!

Cow bells? Tell me|about the cow bells--

But I keep|trustin' people!

Trustin'...

[Crying]

What happened|toJesse, Antwone?

Stay away from me.

Nobody's takin'|anything else away...

from me no more.

[Sobbing]

[Sobbing]

[Doorbell Rings]

Jesse:
Who is it?

[Knocking]

Jesse:
Man, I just|asked who was it.

Fish! Oh! [Laughs]

Hey, what's up, dog?

What's up with you, man?

What's goin' on|with you, man?

Hey, man,|stop playin'.

Stop playin'?|All right...

don't make me|kick your ass now.

You know you can't|fight worth sh*t.

Man...

What's up|with you, man?

What's up|with you?

Where you been at?

Where you stayin'?|What's up?

Huh?

I'm at|the men's shelter.

On Prospect.

Where you stayin'|at, man? For real.

I'm on the street.

What you doin'|on the streets, man?

I got nowhere|else to go, man.

You ain't got|nowhere to go.

You couldn't|come to my house?

No, man. Your mom ain't|gonna let me stay up in here.

You trippin', man.|She ain't gotta know.

I mean,|she work all day...

sleep all night.|Besides...

there's so many|people stayin' up...

in this house,|[Chuckles]

She wouldn't even know|you're here no way, dog.

You can stay here,|for real.

Y'all got something|in the refrigerator?

Yeah, we got|something...

You hungry?

- I'm hungry.|- You hungry?

- Yeah, man.|- ''Yeah, man.''

- Stop playin'.|- Come in here.

I mean, you smell|like you been...

on the streets,|too, man.

Dang, slow down, man.

Ain't nobody|gonna take your food.

Hey--Hey, you|remember that time...

Mrs. Tate wouldn't let you|use her lotion?

She made you oil up|with old cooking grease instead.

You walking around all day...

smelling like|a fried chicken dinner.

You like,|''I sho' is hungry!''

Man, that was so funny.

That had me rolling|for real.

But not as funny|as your mother...

chasing you down the street|with that brick.

Oh, okay, okay.|You remember that?

Yeah, I remember that.

That was funny.

Dude, that|wasn't funny, man.

I still got the knot|in the back of my head.

Fish, you know you're|my best friend, right?

What you want?

What, I can't be happy|my dude back on the block?

Huh? I can't be happy|you back here at home, man?

I want you to do|something for me, though.

What?

Just look out for me.

Somebody after you?

Why somebody|got to be after me, man?

Huh?

I just want you|to look out for me, dude.

All right.

You my best friend, right?

Yeah, man.|Stop trippin', man.

Man, come on.|Let's get you cleaned up...

and hit the streets.

Yeah, I don't know.

You know Brenda.|I used to like her.

Psh. The Brenda|you used to like, dog...

got about, like,|3 kids now.

Gettin' all swole.|She big for real, dog.

Ain't no little bootie|Brenda no more.

Hey, how's your mother?

Aw, tsh, man,|she got knocked up.

For real?

Yeah.

Jesse:
It's bad.

Go ahead, man.|Get you something.

I got you.

Break it off,|old man!

Jess,|what you doing?

This ain't no riddle.

This ain't nothing|you got to figure out.

-Jess--|- Hey, hold off, Fish.

Hey, you better|break off my loot!

- Hey,Jess, man--|- Look out for me, Fish.

[Bell Rings]

Antwone:
And by the end|of the next day...

I was in boot camp.

I always felt like|Jesse was the lucky one...

and I envied him for it.

Well, how could he|be the lucky one? He's dead.

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Yeah, well,|he left me...

and he knew he was|the only one I had.

So, you're angry at him...

because you felt|he abandoned you.

Yes.

A little bit.

How is he the lucky one?

'Cause he don't|have to fight no more.

Neither do you.

So, you think|I'll make it?

I think|you already have.

What do you think?

I think, uh...

maybe in another|life or time...

I would have|been king.

When you locate|your family...

I want you|to contact me.

All right?|I want to hear all about it.

Yes, sir.

I love you, son.

[Voice Breaking]|I love you, too.

Who's this?

Guess who.

Antwone.

No, this|is Phillip Walker...

the late-night|stalker.

Aw.

Ha ha ha ha.

So...

I, um,|I'm going on leave.

When?

As soon as you|put your request in...

and come with me.

You serious?

Yes.

I just came back.

They're not gonna let me|leave again this year.

Can you ask|for emergency leave?

Tell them somebody|close to you...

is in desperate need.

Cheryl, I--

I really want you|to come with me.

I got these, uh...

2 open tickets.

To Cleveland.

You're gonna try|and find them.

Yeah.|I need to find them.

But not without|your help.

All right.|Let me see what I can do.

Antwone:
First|the light-skinned girls.

They got adopted|the quickest.

Then the light-skinned boys...

and then|the dark-skinned girls...

and then,|last but not least...

the dark-skinned boys.

I'm really sorry.

All birth records|since 1 980...

have been moved|to social services.

Woman:
Last contact|with your mother?

I was 2 months old.

And with father?

Never.

Place of birth.

Ohio State Correctional|Facility for Women.

I'll be right back.

I need you|to sign for me.

Best of luck,|Mr. Fisher.

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