Clara's Heart Page #6

ME NOT A PUPPET SHOW,

YOU KNOW.

YOU'LL LOVE IT.

THE GIRLS WILL:

LOVE YOU, TOO.

OK, GIRLS,

THIS IS THE DAVID

I TOLD YOU ABOUT.

HIM NOW WILL SING

SOMETHING DEEP, BAD,

IN OUR VERY:

LANGUAGE.

YOU GOT TO SING:

WITH ME.

PLEASE.

ALL RIGHT.

CLARA AND ME WILL

COME IN AT THE TOP.

OK.

LET THE GIRL GO HOME

LET HER GO RIGHT HOME

SHE'S UNDERAGE,

SHE'S NOT FIT FOR THE PICTURE

LET THE GIRL GO HOME

LET HER GO RIGHT HOME

SHE'S UNDERAGE,

SHE'S NOT FIT FOR THE PICTURE

ONLY ADULTS CAN GO

TO SEE:

THE STREET CORNER SHOW

I'M THE ONE LITTLE BOY

MY MOMMY EVER HAD

HE'S THE ONE LITTLE BOY

HIS FATHER EVER HAD

LET THE GIRL GO HOME

LET HER GO RIGHT HOME

SHE'S UNDERAGE,

SHE'S NOT FIT FOR THE PICTURE

LET THE GIRL GO HOME

LET HER GO RIGHT HOME

SHE'S UNDERAGE,

SHE'S NOT FIT FOR THE PICTURE

HE'S UNDERAGE,

HE'S NOT FIT FOR THE PICTURE

HE'S UNDERAGE,

HE'S NOT FIT FOR THE PICTURE

SO, CLARA'S BOY,

YOU HAVING YOURSELF

A GOOD TIME?

EXCUSE ME.

ME WANT TO TELL YOU

SOMETHING FIRST.

ME WILL TELL YOU ABOU THAT SHAMEFUL RALPHIE,

ABOUT HOW HIM WAS FOUL

AND HOW HIM HURT ME.

DROP DEAD, BLOOD CLOT.

YOUR MOUTH DIRTY.

DON'T YOU DARE

INSULT ME.

TAKE YOUR HANDS:

OFF MY BOY.

DON'T CALL HIM

YOUR BOY.

YOUR BOY IS DEAD.

MY BOY IS DEAD:

IS MY BUSINESS.

TELL HIM WHY.

DORA, GET OUT.

ME TELL HIM:

WHY YOUR BOY DEAD.

CLARA, YOU MUS TELL HIM THE TRUTH

ABOUT RALPHIE,

ABOUT THE CLIFF.

HIM HAVE A RIGH TO KNOW!

DAVID.

SIT DOWN.

YOU ASKED ME:

ABOUT RALPHIE.

I THINK:

THE TIME HAS COME

FOR ME TO TELL YOU.

MY SON RALPHIE...

WAS BEAUTIFUL--

STRONG AND HANDSOME,

BIG AS A MAN,

BUT HE WAS:

VERY TROUBLED:

ALL HIS LIFE.

NOBODY KNEW:

WHAT TO DO FOR HIM,

NOT THE DOCTORS,

NOT THE PRIESTS,

NOBODY.

AND WHEN HE WAS 15,

HE FELL IN LOVE:

WITH DORA CAMBRIDGE.

SHE PLAYED WITH HIM.

WHEN SHE WAS DONE

PLAYING WITH HIM,

SHE THREW HIM AWAY.

AND MY SON RAPED

DORA CAMBRIDGE.

WHEN I FOUND OU THAT RALPHIE

HAD RAPED DORA,

I WEN AND CONFRONTED HIM

ABOUT IT...

BY TELLING HIM...

THAT HE WAS:

NO LONGER MY SON...

AND THA HE HAD DISGRACED ME.

AND RALPHIE...

GRABBED ME:

BY THE THROAT.

AND I KEPT TRYING

TO TELL HIM IT WAS ME.

MY SON BEGAN:

TO TOUCH ME IN A WAY

THAT NO SON SHOULD

EVER TOUCH HIS MOTHER.

MY SON RAPED ME...

AND THEN THREW HIMSELF

OFF A CLIFF...

INTO THE SEA.

AND I'VE LIVED

WITH THIS...

UNTIL I COME TO AMERICA

AND FOUND YOU.

HEY, LIPSKY,

COME ON.

YEAH, WHAT DO YOU WANT,

SCHWARZENEGGER?

LET'S GO.

GO? WHERE

ARE WE GOING?

THE LENGTH OF THE POOL,

YOU AND ME.

A RACERINO?

YEAH, A RACERINO.

FOR WHAT, STUDLY?

LET'S GO,

OR ARE YOU CHICKEN?

I'M SHAKING ALL OVER.

CAN'T YOU TELL?

SAY "READY, SET, GO."

READY,

SET, GO!

COME ON,

GET HIM, LIPSKY!

CLARA?

DAVID.

I'VE MADE

A DECISION.

I'VE DECIDED I'M GOING

TO LIVE IN BALTIMORE.

AH. SO YOU ARE GOING TO

LIVE WITH YOUR FATHER

TO BE CLOSER TO ME.

NO.

NO, NO, NO.

I THINK A CHILD'S PLACE

IS WITH THE MOTHER.

THEY'RE BOUND

TO THE MOTHER:

MORE THAN THEY ARE

BOUND TO FRIENDSHIP.

YOU'RE MORE

THAN MY FRIEND.

NO. THAT'S WHAT I AM.

BESIDES, WHAT HAPPENS

IF I GET A WEEKEND JOB?

I'LL COME TO YOU

AFTER SCHOOL.

NO. DON'T YOU SEE

THE RELATIONSHIP

HAS CHANGED?

SURE, IT'S CHANGED,

BUT IT'S ALSO JUS BECOMING WHAT IT SHOULD BE.

NO. IT'S GONE BEYOND

ALL IT EVER COULD BE.

THAT'S LIFE, CHILD.

LIFE IS CHANGE.

SO WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

I THINK YOU KNOW.

YOU'LL BE

JUST LIKE MY PARENTS.

YOU'RE GOING TO DUMP ME

WHEN THINGS GET TOUGH.

THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE SAYING.

YOU CAN'T COMPARE ME

WITH THEM.

NO?

NO. THEY ARE YOUR BLOOD.

I'M JUST A HOUSEKEEPER

WHO LOVES YOU.

WHAT ABOU WHAT YOU TOLD ME?

"KNOW THAT YOU CAN

DEPEND ON ME," YOU SAID.

YOU'RE A LIAR.

YOU JUST LOVE ME

BECAUSE YOU HAD NO ONE ELSE.

MAYBE THAT'S

WHAT HAPPENED TO RALPHIE.

MAYBE HE SAW:

YOU WERE A SELFISH PIG,

THAT JUST CARED:

ABOUT YOURSELF.

THAT'S WHY

HE DID WHAT HE DID.

YOU'RE A NASTY CHILD

TO CALL ME SELFISH.

I'M DOING THIS FOR YOU.

YOU MADE ME LOVE YOU.

NOW YOU'RE DUMPING ME

BECAUSE IT'S TOO MUCH FOR YOU.

YOU'LL GET ANOTHER JOB

AND NEVER SEE ME AGAIN.

YOU'LL JUST BE A N*GGER

IN THE END.

BYE, CLARA.

GOOD-BYE, MRS. HART.

EXCUSE ME.

I'D LIKE TO SEE

CLARA MAYFIELD, PLEASE.

COME WITH ME.

BROWN-SKINNED GIRLS STAY HOME

AND MIND THE BABY

BROWN-SKINNED GIRLS STAY HOME

AND MIND THE BABY

I'M GOING AWAY

ON A SAILING SHIP

AND IF I DON'T COME BACK

STAY HOME:

AND MIND THE BABY

JESSICA, YOU'RE

SINGING THE WRONG WORDS.

YOU AND I,

WE SING IT ALONE.

BROWN-SKINNED GIRLS STAY HOME

AND MIND THE BABY

BROWN-SKINNED GIRLS STAY HOME

AND MIND THE BABY

I'M GOING AWAY

ON A SAILING SHIP

AND IF I DON'T COME BACK

STAY HOME:

AND MIND THE BABY

HI, CLARA.

HELLO, DAVID.

CHILDREN, YOU REMEMBER

I TOLD YOU ABOUT A LITTLE BOY.

WELL, HERE'S THE REMAINS

OF THE LITTLE BOY.

HE'S CALLED DAVID.

YOU SAY HELLO.

HELLO, DAVID.

I'LL BE BACK

IN A MINUTE.

I WANT YOU TO TAKE CLIFFORD

AND MAKE HIM BEHAVE.

DID YOU:

HEAR HIM TALKING?

HE WAS TALKING UP

A STORM.

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

I CAME TO VISIT MY DAD,

SO I THOUGHT...

LET'S TALK.

YOU'RE NOT MAD

THAT I CAME?

CHILD, NO.

I EXPECTED I AT SOME TIME.

MY, YOU GOT SO BIG.

NOT WEARING:

ANY GLASSES ANYMORE.

HOW IS YOUR MOTHER

AND PETER:

AND THE WORKSHOPS

AND THE RICE:

AND THE VEGETABLES?

MY MOM MAKES:

A PRETTY FAIR TOTO.

I HATE TO ADMIT IT,

BUT EVERYTHING'S OK.

I'M GLAD. I'M GLAD.

CLARA, SO MANY TIMES

I WANTED TO WRITE YOU

TO APOLOGIZE:

FOR WHAT I SAID.

I KNOW.

BUT YOU ALWAYS:

MADE ME SO UPSE BECAUSE YOU WERE ALWAYS

RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING.

I KNOW.

AND I JUST WANTED TO COME

TO LET YOU KNOW I'M OK.

I'M GLAD YOU DID.

AND I JUST--

I JUST WANTED:

TO SAY THANK YOU, CLARA.

I DON'T KNOW.

I KNOW.

BUT YOU SEE, DAVID,

YOU AND I:

ARE BOUND TOGETHER

BY A SPECIAL FORCE,

AND IT'S A FORCE

SO PERFEC THAT IT GOES

BEYOND BLOOD.

WELL, I HAVE TO GO.

YEAH, SO I'LL SEE YOU

THE NEXT TIME:

I'M IN BALTIMORE, OK?

WHETHER YOU SEE ME

THE NEXT TIME,

OR WHETHER YOU:

EVER SEE ME AGAIN,

YOU MUS KNOW THAT NO

MATTER WHERE I AM,

FOR AS LONG AS I LIVE,

THAT I WILL CARRY YOU

RIGHT HERE IN MY HEAR ALWAYS.

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