Boomerang Page #7

You ruined your life.

I said this was gonna happen.

I was just hoping

it didn't happen with you.

The only thing that I can suggest is...

perhaps you should

take a few weeks off.

OK.

There's this one kid that you are gonna

love. He is so cute. It'll really lift you up.

Marcus. I am not gonna let you sit and

mope all day long. Now snap out of it.

Have you been listenin' to me?

Cupid has his foot in my ass.

I have the cure for Cupid, all right?

Now, when I have problems with my

relationships, which is most of the time,

I find out that it's better to take the

focus off myself and put it to others.

I don't wanna be around no kids.

I wanna go home and sit in my house

and look at the wall and listen to Sade.

- And that's fun?

- No, but that's where my head is at.

That's where I need to be. I don't wanna

paint. You can't paint my misery away.

- Hi.

- Hi, Angela.

Thank you.

Everybody, this is Mr Graham.

Who did that?

These are kids I teach art to whose

schools can't afford an art programme.

- That's so nice.

- Now, remember last week we saw...

- I'm gonna whup somebody's ass.

- Sit down, Marcus.

Remember last week we looked at

collages from Romare Bearden?

- Yes.

- And what were you supposed to do?

Bring your own collages.

OK, who wants to show me theirs first?

Oh, boy. Kenny.

Assalam alaikum, my brother.

- Greetings, my Nubian princess.

- My king.

This is the sun,

and these are the sunrays,

and this is a big, giant,

huge hole in the ozone layer,

and this is what'll happen to people if

we don't fix up the ozone layer quickly.

That's very Afrocentric.

I like this, Khanya.

- What a lively little thing you are.

- OK, tell us about this.

This is my house. This is the sun.

This is a spear, and this is a shield.

Then we have...

That, right here,

is my fish bowl, and this is blood.

Then these are my clothes,

and these are the fish.

Yeah, why...?

This is the fish bowl up here, right?

And these are the fish, and this is the

floor. Why aren't the fish in the bowl?

- Because I don't want them there.

- But they can't live on the floor.

Art can be very abstract. It doesn't have

to make sense. Only in the artist's mind.

- Thank you, Khanya.

- Thank you for your interpretation.

OK, who's gonna be next?

You cannot tell me you did not

have fun in there with those kids.

I ain't sayin' it wasn't fun,

I just wasn't in the right mind-set.

Mind-set? You didn't think about

Jacqueline once in there.

True.

I bet you didn't think about

the Strang commercial either. Right?

Yeah, you're right. The kids are a little

more inspirational than I've been lately.

Thank you.

- I got an idea.

- What?

I got an idea for the Strang ad.

OK. Slow it down.

Right there.

OK. What do you think?

Well, I like it.

Hold it. Is that a nipple?

- That's not a nipple. That's a shadow.

- That's a nipple.

- Excuse me, that is a shadow.

- I think it's a shadow of a nipple.

Come on. Stop playing. That's a nipple.

- It's a shadow.

- I'll blow it up.

It's a nipple, cos I'm droolin'.

You a little nervous

about meeting Gerard's parents?

No, I'm not. I just don't want them

to think we're a couple, you know.

Don't even trip. Gerard ain't even

that close to his father, first of all.

You know, I knew it.

Gerard is really a fun guy, isn't he?

- He's very much fun.

- It's his father and his mother

that are the square ones.

- Right?

- I got it.

Happy Thanksgiving.

- Hey, what's up?

- Angela's over there.

How you doin', Mr Jackson?

Happy Thanksgiving.

- You look great.

- Thank you. So do you.

Thanks. My parents are here.

- You look just like your dad.

- Thanks.

- I brought you some chitterlings.

- Gerard's mother...

Angela, Gerard's mother brought us

a whole trough of chitterlings.

- I'll take the chitterlings.

- I want a bowl.

This the little girl you been

talkin' about? Agatha?

Angela. Angela Lewis.

- That's what I said.

- Nice to meet you.

Isn't she pretty?

She looks like one of Marcus' girls.

Agatha, go in the kitchen and help

Mrs Jackson with these chitterlings.

Cutie pie.

I have to talk to Mr Jackson.

Mr Jackson, come here.

So good to see you.

Every year, you do something new.

- Where'd you get the mushroom shirt?

- I'm trying to impress you.

I know. Now, where'd you get the shirt?

The secret is you got to coordinate.

Most people don't coordinate.

- See, you got to coordinate.

- That's what you did.

- Interesting.

- See? I told you they don't stink

- when you pull the membrane out.

- Momma.

- You saw me, saw the mushroom shirt.

- I said "mushroom shirt".

See, you can't stop

with the mushroom shirt.

- I would've stopped.

- You gotta keep goin'.

- Now, let me show you somethin'.

- You got on a mushroom belt.

Gerard, did you know your pops

had a mushroom belt on?

- Yes.

- But you don't stop there, see?

- You gotta keep goin'.

- What you got, a mushroom ring?

That's a good idea. Look what I got.

Gerard.

Did you know on the inside

was special mushrooms?

Yes.

Simply delicious, Marcus.

I tell Yvonne she should take cookin'

lessons from you. All she cook is pork.

I'll bet we've eaten everything

on the pig from the rooter to the tooter.

- The whole pig, huh?

- You didn't marry me for my cookin'.

You got that right, baby.

That's why we got junior.

Daddy, please.

Must you embarrass me in front

of my friends on every occasion?

Now, see? That's your son. Private

school got him all saddity like that.

Yeah, man, chill. That's your father.

Mr Jackson, Angela made this meal.

I can't take credit for it. It was Angela.

- v ery good.

- v ery good.

- Good pick, junior.

- Daddy.

I told you that Angela and I

are just friends.

- Just friends, huh?

- Yes.

- Just friends.

- Leave it alone, hon.

They told you that 500 times.

Just let it go.

Fine. We'll change the subject.

Now, Marcus, I hear a girl

at the office got you p*ssy-whipped.

Why don't you reverse it?

Don't be p*ssy-whipped.

Whip that p*ssy. Look.

Daddy, please.

If you really insist on standin' around,

I don't dig the long face.

Man, my parents been in that bathroom

damn near an hour, man.

- So what?

- Well, they been in there hittin' it.

- Your parents are smokin' a joint?

- No, they been in there f***in'.

Damn. Goodness.

What's for dessert? Wow.

I'm all right, man.

Let's go. Let's go eat, man.

- You don't want me to go with you?

- No, I'd better run them home

- before they embarrass me any further.

- OK.

I had a great time. I'll call you tomorrow.

Mrs Jackson. I cannot tell y'all

how much fun it is to be with y'all.

- So good.

- A piece of coat, I think.

Oh, boy. The rabbit is gettin' old, baby.

Look at that.

We could tear another piece off

and make some earrings. Coordinate.

- Yo, yo. Yo, got a hook-up for tonight.

- Who?

Remember that little girl I met in

Emergency? Baby got her stitches out.

- Well, whatever. I'll rap to you.

- All right. I gotta go.

- OK, bye, Tyler. Take care of yourself.

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