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HOLD ON ONE SECOND?

IT'S SO BUSY HERE.

MIKE, WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

NO, NO, NO.

WE DIDN'T OVER-DELIVER.

YOU OVER-ORDERED.

WHAT WERE YOU THINKING,

ORDERING PINK COASTERS?

YOU GO A CIGAR MANUFACTURERS

CONVENTION GOING ON!

NO. HOLD ON A SECOND.

BOB, YOU STILL THERE?

I'LL BE RIGHT WITH YOU.

I TELL YOU WHAT.

I'M GOING TO

DO YOU A BIG FAVOR.

YOU SEND ME BACK

THE PINK ONES, I'LL

SEND YOU THE BROWN ONES,

YOU PAY FOR SHIPPING.

OK? I'M GOING TO

PUT PENNY ON. PENNY!

WHAT?

GET ON WITH BELASCO.

WE'RE FINALLY

GETTING RID OF THOSE

GODDAMN BROWN COASTERS.

BOB! SORRY ABOUT THAT.

YOU KNOW, WHEN YOU'RE BUSY,

THE WORLD IS ON HOLD.

NOW, AS I WAS SAYING,

I WANT TO GET INTO

BIGGER THINGS, BOB.

I WANT TO GET INTO STERILIZERS

AND DEEP FRYERS...

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Harriet:

TO COOK THINGS IN.

I REALLY FEEL...

RELIABLE HOTEL:

AND RESTAURANT SUPPLY.

WE'RE THERE FOR YOU.

YES?

NO. I FOUND

A WONDERFUL WAREHOUSE.

IT'S FULL OF INVENTORY.

ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS

COME AND SEE IT WITH ME.

MAKE THE DAY. ANY DAY.

OH, YEAH. YEAH.

YOU JUST LET ME KNOW, OK?

THANKS. BYE-BYE.

ONE MOMENT, PLEASE.

SOMEBODY FROM LAS VEGAS

ON LINE 2?

SOMETHING ABOU LORRAINE, YOUR SISTER?

I DIDN'T KNOW

YOU HAD A SISTER.

HELLO.

Attorney:

HELLO. MISS FRANKLIN?

YEAH.

MISS FRANKLIN,

MY NAME IS CLAY THRASHER.

I'M A LAWYER AT THE HOTEL

WHERE LORRAINE FRANKLIN

HAS BEEN WORKING.

Harriet, on speakerphone:

UH-OH. WHAT'S WRONG?

WHAT, IS SHE

IN SOME KIND OF TROUBLE?

I'M AFRAID IT'S

WORSE THAN TROUBLE,

MISS FRANKLIN.

LORRAINE WAS:

KILLED LAST WEEK IN

AN AUTOMOBILE ACCIDENT.

I'M SORRY.

I'M SORRY.

WHAT DID YOU SAY?

LORRAINE WAS:

KILLED LAST WEEK IN

AN AUTOMOBILE ACCIDENT.

YOU ARE LORRAINE'S

FOSTER SISTER,

IS THAT CORRECT,

MISS FRANKLIN?

YOU'RE TELLING ME

LORRAINE IS DEAD?

MISS FRANKLIN,

THIS IS RUTH CLARK.

I WAS LORRAINE'S

BEST FRIEND.

WE WOULD HAVE:

TOLD YOU SOONER,

EXCEPT...

WE JUST FOUND OU ABOUT YOU.

WE'RE SORRY TO BREAK

THE NEWS TO YOU THIS WAY,

MISS FRANKLIN.

OH, NO. I...

I UNDERSTAND,

AND THANK YOU FOR CALLING.

NO, NO. PLEASE

DON'T HANG UP.

MISS FRANKLIN,

THERE'S SOMETHING MORE

WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT.

WHAT?

Ruthie:
IT'S ABOU ALBERT--LORRAINE'S

LITTLE BOY.

LORRAINE HAD A LITTLE BOY?

NOW, WHAT I HAVE

BEFORE ME, MISS FRANKLIN,

ARE SOME DOCUMENTS NAMING

YOU THE BOY'S GUARDIAN.

WHAT?!

OH. OH!

NO. NO. NO.

NO. NO. I...

UH-UH. NO.

YOU KNOW, FIRST YOU TELL ME

LORRAINE IS DEAD,

AND NOW YOU TELL ME

SHE'S GOT A KID,

AND THEN YOU'RE GOING TO

SPRING ON ME:

THAT I'M SUPPOSED

TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR IT?

HE'S NOT AN ORDINARY

BOY, MISS FRANKLIN.

Ruthie:
HE'S REALLY

A WONDERFUL BOY, HARRIET.

Antoine:

HE'S A MAGICAL BOY.

WAS THAT HIM?

WHO WAS THAT?

I'M ANTOINE.

Harriet:
WHO?

ALBERT'S

GOOD FRIEND.

Ruthie:
THE PROBLEM

IS THAT RIGHT NOW,

HE IS A HOMELESS BOY.

Harriet:
WELL,

WHAT ABOUT HIS FATHER?

WE CAN' FIND THE FATHER.

THERE IS NO FATHER.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,

THERE IS NO FATHER?

THE BOY WASN'T IMMACULATELY

CONCEIVED, WAS HE?

LISTEN, YOU PEOPLE,

LET ME EXPLAIN SOMETHING TO YOU.

I DON'T HAVE A MOTHERLY BONE

IN MY BODY, OK?

I'M NOT A MOTHER.

I DON'T WANT TO BE A MOTHER.

NOW, I ALSO ASSUME

THAT THIS LITTLE BOY

IS WHITE, IS HE NOT?

HAVE YOU GO A PROBLEM WITH THAT?

YEAH--JUST A SMALL ONE.

'CAUSE I'M BLACK,

TOO, YOU KNOW,

AND I THINK THA YOUR SISTER WOULD BE

DAMNED UPSET WITH YOU

IF SHE THOUGHT THAT YOU

WOULDN'T TAKE ALBER BECAUSE YOU THINK THA BLACK GETS IN THE WAY!

Harriet:

THAT'S NOT WHAT I SAID.

IT DIDN'T BOTHER HIS MOTHER,

AND YOU GREW UP:

WITH WHITE FOLKS,

DIDN'T YOU?

WHAT HAS MY GROWING UP

WITH WHITE FOLKS

HAVE TO DO WITH ME RAISING

SOME LITTLE WHITE BOY?

IT'S WHO YOU ARE.

YOU ARE THE CLOSEST THING

THAT HE'S GOT TO BLOOD!

YOU UNDERSTAND:

THE ALTERNATIVE:

WOULD BE TO PLACE HIM

IN THE STATE SYSTEM,

MISS FRANKLIN?

NO--

GOD!

WHAT HAPPENS NOW?

BYE.

BYE, ALBERT.

Antoine:

BON VOYAGE.

ALBERT!

DON'T YOU EVEN

WANT TO SAY GOOD-BYE

TO YOUR FRIENDS?

NO.

BYE-BYE,

ALBERT!

ALBERT, BYE-BYE.

AU REVOIR!

Loudspeaker:
GOOD MORNING,

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

AND WELCOME ABOARD

AMERICAN AIRLINES FLIGHT 362

WITH NONSTOP SERVICE

TO NEWARK INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT.

OUR FLYING TIME TO NEWARK

WILL BE 4 HOURS AND 30 MINUTES,

AND WE'LL BE CRUISING

AT AN ALTITUDE OF 33,000 FEET.

NOW WE INVITE YOU

TO SIT BACK AND RELAX,

ENJOY YOUR FLIGHT TO NEWARK,

AND THANKS AGAIN

FOR CHOOSING AMERICAN.

SO, HI. YOU BEEN

IN AN AIRPLANE BEFORE?

YES, MA'AM.

YOU TRAVELED:

ALL ALONE BEFORE?

NO.

MY NAME IS FLORENCE.

WHAT'S YOURS?

ALBERT.

ARE YOU NAMED:

AFTER ANYBODY?

FRANK SINATRA.

WELL, AREN'T YOU SPECIAL!

DO YOUR MOM AND DAD

LISTEN TO HIS RECORDS

ALL THE TIME?

MY MOM WAS HIS FRIEND.

OH, THAT MUS HAVE BEEN NICE.

WHAT ABOUT YOUR DADDY?

HE'S...

DEAD.

OH.

I'M SORRY.

I'M SORRY.

WELL, I HAVE SOME CRAYONS

HERE AND A GAME BOOK...

AND I'LL

BRING YOU A SNACK,

AND AFTER THAT WE'LL DO

LUNCH AND A MOVIE.

OK, ALBERT?

MERCI.

HUH?

I SAID, MERCI.

[SOFTLY]

JE VOUS EN PRIE.

WHAT, SON?

NOTHING.

TU PARLES FRANCAIS?

[WHISPERING]

Mr. Antoine taught me

je vous en prie

and bonjour

and comment a va

and merde!

You know those?

YOU TALKING:

TO ME, SON?

UH-UH.

I WONDER, COULD

YOU MAKE IT A LITTLE

BIGGER, MY NOSE?

SURE.

BIGGER. BIGGER.

MORE BIGGER.

DON'T BE AFRAID.

IS VERY BIG NOSE.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

MAYBE MORE HAIR,

HUH?

SURE.

MORE. OH, YES,

MORE, MORE, MORE!

GOOD, GOOD, GOOD!

BIG EYES.

BIGGER EYES, EH?

GOOD!

GOOD.

MERCI BEAUCOUP.

[WHISPERING]

Do you want glasses?

IT'S OK.

I HAVE CONTACTS.

[GIGGLES]

WHAT IS IT, SON?

NOTHING.

OOH, SHE'S FISH-FACE.

HELLO, FISH-FACE, EH?

I KNOW.

OH, SHE SCARES ME.

COME ON, LET'S GO.

EXCUSE ME.

MM-HMM.

[MUFFLED YELLING]

Man in drawing:

HELLO.

HELLO.

COULD I COME OUT,

PLEASE?

SURE.

OW!

WOW!

YOU'RE SO BIG.

I AM BIG.

I AM STUPENDOUS,

COLOSSAL, AMAZING,

FANTASTIC, MAGNIFICENT,

EXCEPTIONAL.

I AM...

BOGUS.

I'M ALBERT.

ALBERT.

HMM, ALBERT.

HMM.

WHY ARE YOU CRYING?

I MISS MY MOM.

MOM. OH, MOM.

IS VERY IMPORTAN THING TO HAVE MOM.

NOW YOU HAVE A GODMOM.

VERY IMPORTANT THING

TO HAVE A GODMOM.

I DON'T WANT A GODMOM.

WHY NOT? MAYBE YOU WILL

LIKE WHAT YOU SEE, HMM?

MAYBE SHE...

SHE WILL BE AMAZING,

MAYBE...SPECTACULAR.

MAYBE STUPENDOUS!

COLOSSAL?

MAYBE MAGNIFICENT!

[SHOUTING]

MAYBE UNBELIEVABLE!

BRAVO! YES!

UNBELIEVABLE!

[SHOUTING TOGETHER]

MAYBE SHE'S THE WORLD'S

GREATEST GODMOM!

WHAT DID HE SAY?

WHAT'S GOING ON?

[HONKING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

Harriet:
EXCUSE ME.

EXCUSE ME.

THE FLIGHT FROM:

LAS VEGAS--IS IT IN?

LANDED 20 MINUTES AGO.

I'M LOOKING

FOR A LITTLE BOY.

WAIT, WAIT. ARE YOU

MISS HARRIET FRANKLIN?

YES.

THE BOY'S WAITING

DOWN AT TRAVELER'S AID,

DOWN LEVEL ONE.

TAKE THE ESCALATOR,

TURN RIGHT.

OK. ESCALATOR,

TURN RIGHT.

Woman:
YOU WOULDN'T BE

MISS FRANKLIN?

ACTUALLY,

I WOULD BE.

Woman:
OH.

I'M SORRY I'M LATE.

THE JACKSON STREE BRIDGE WAS OUT,

AND I COULDN' GET ACROSS.

YES, I'M SURE

THAT'S TRUE.

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