Bringing Down the House Page #6

and we lost our footing,|and we fell.

My sister's|under the impression

that you were|humping your nanny.

I was not humping my nanny!

Peter, surely you understand|that if Mrs. Arness

were to suspect any instability|on your part...

There is no instability|in my home.

WIDOW:
You sure|you can trust this guy?

Well, hey,|he's helping me reopen my case.

Y'all got any leads?

Well, a still from|the bank surveillance camera

is on its way here,

and we found a deposition|that could help.

Well, that's cool, baby.

If there's anything|I can do to help,

anything...|you just holler.

I gotta run.

Hey, Widow, if you meant|what you just said,

it's not gonna be an easy job.

WIDOW:
I know it ain't.

I just gotta know|that if things get rough,

you're not gonna run out|on me.

WIDOW:
I've been waitin'|four years for this.

I ain't gonna mess up.

Mmm.

Ooh!

Planning another heist?

No.|Why would you say that?

I don't know.

Maybe it was hearing|the words "job" and "hot"

bandied between|two tattooed people?

That was just my old boyfriend|I told you about... Widow.

He's just tryin'|to get back with me.

Mm-hmm.

I'm tellin' you the truth!

Look, I just didn't|want you to see him,

because Widow, he ain't been|the best boyfriend,

and I knew|he'd be all over me.

Now you suddenly care|what I think?

No.

Maybe.

A little bit.

No more late visits?

Word.

Convicted felon's honor?

Innocent convicted felon's|honor.

Now, give me some dap,|right there on the edge.

Right there, and then|come up here like that.

- Pow, like that.

Hello?

SARAH:
Dad!

Hey, sweetie.

Is Charlene there?

Yeah, she's here.|Do you want to talk to her?

- You okay?|- Yeah, I'm...

All right.

- Sarah? Okay.|- Girl talk.

What up, dog?

I need you to come pick me up.|I can't talk about it right now.

Where you at?

I'm on the corner|of Venice and Canal,

and there's a whole lot|of people out front.

- Please don't tell my dad!|- All right.

No, just calm down.|I'm comin' to get you.

I'm sorry.|I didn't know who else to call.

It's cool.|What's goin' on?

Hey, Sarah, what have|you been up to? Hee hee!

Is that your boyfriend?

No, he's not my boyfriend.

I liked his friend, Mike,

and we hung out a few times,|and he was always really nice,

but then... all he wanted to|do tonight was have sex,

I mean, he moved in|kind of rough, and...

He got rough with you?|Where he at?

He went back there|with that group.

Go wait downstairs.

Yo, Mike!

Please, don't kill me!

Oh, God!

What are you? Crazy?!

Pull me up!|What do you want?!

Sarah!

Mike has somethin'|to say to you.

Say "sorry"!

L-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!|God, I am sorry!

Say "No means no."

No means no!

She was where?!

Calm down. It's just...

- She is 14!|- She's 15! Wait!

G... well... oh!

Look...

Sarah don't need a warden.

She needs her father...|you...

so you can't get mad,|all right?

You do it, she'll never|tell you anything again.

All right.|I get it. I get it.

Just be cool. Just play it cool,|you know what I mean?

Just listen to her.|Let her do the talkin'.

I am listening to you!

Thank you.

Don't trip.

Don't trip.

So...

you went out with a boy...

and he took you to a party,

where kids were... drinking

and "trippin' on E."...

and then he took you|up to a room

where he tried to...

"get all up in that..."

which he... didn't?

And then Charlene came...

in my new car...|and brought you home

after first...|"bitchslapping" him.

Well...

...that was some night.

Oh, Dad!

I can't believe|you're not killing me!

Oh! This is so great! I want|everything out in the open!

Oh, I have so much more|to tell you!

Kate, what are you doing here?

W-What are you doing here?

It's my shortcut home|from work.

No, it's not.

- Yes, it is.|- Is not.

I thought you were|in the mountains.

Well, yeah,|l-I came back early.

There were bears that were|mauling the campers

and eating them.

Wow.

But other than that...|nothing went wrong with your...

Oh, no, no.|He's great.

Yeah, I liked him.

So, how's your...

My what?

Your life?

Anything hip and new?

No.

I'm having a good time|with the kids.

Good. Glad you're having|fun with her.

Them.

What?

You look, um...

Yeah.

Rested.

Nice. You look nice.

So, um, I guess I'll come by|later and pick up the kids.

Oh, I was wondering if I could|keep them through Friday.

Really?|You're not too busy?

No.

Well, yes, it's okay.

It's wonderful, Peter.

You know, if you wanted|to come ov...

- Go ahead.

Sorry.

- Hello?

Yo, get your butt home, dog.

I will be home in my own|sweet time, girlfriend.

You gotta come now. Arness said|she on her way over here.

Oh, I forgot all about that.

Oh, I'm sorry.|L-l-I have to go.

I just forgot|about something,

but I want to continue|this conversation,

so I will call you, or you can|call me on my cell.

Bye!

- Is she here yet?|- No!

The place is a mess!

- We gotta clean this place up!

Hey, get upstairs|and get ready!

And what are you reading?!

Get up there!|Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Hey, yo, P.,|while we got this minute...

there's somethin' I really|been meanin' to tell you...

Well, you'll have to wait.

Kids! She's here!

Mrs. Arness?

Oh!

I'll get right to the point,|Mr. Sanderson.

There are rumors circulating

that your personal life|and your home are in disarray,

and this makes me feel|very unsettled.

I don't know who misinformed|you, but please, come in.

I'd hate to think you're|under any misapprehension

about me or my family.

Sarah? Georgey?

You remember Mrs. Arness?

So lovely to see you again.

Um, Father,|when you have a moment,

would you mind helping me with|my report on Queen Victoria?

Sure, kitten.

And don't forget, Pop, tomorrow|you have to come to school

and help hand out the food|to the poor kids.

Have I ever forgotten|to help the poor kids?

No, Pop. Never.

In truth, Mr. Sanderson,|you have a lovely home.

Thank you.

And your children|are very well-behaved.

- They're angels.

- Oh, William.

Oh, look!

He's even taken a fancy|to your boy.

That's so sweet.

Anyway, we can go to the den|and get the contracts...

What is that heavenly smell?

Ah, that would be|Charlene preparing dinner.

Anyway, the contracts...

I haven't smelled home cooking|like that since I was a child.

Really? Anyway...

Brings back|such happy memories.

Does it? Anyway, actually,|the den is closer...

Your table looks so inviting.

Yes. It's too bad|it's so small.

Small?

Well, actually,|it's big, isn't it?

It's a big table, so...

there would be room|for one more.

Oh, well, if it's not|an imposition...

Oh... oh.

Well, let me just go check|if there's enough food.

I'm not... I'm not sure,

because, uh, actually,|this is the night of, uh,

Yiminum, the, uh...|the holiday where

white people eat|very little portions

because that was the night|the Lord came down,

and he was given food,

and there was just too much,|and he said, "No."

And so, he had|a smaller portion,

and that's why we might not|have enough.

So, I'll just go check on, uh,|what the Lord would say.

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