Crooklyn Page #8

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Oh, shoot, I don't mind.

We are all family. Who's hungry?

I got some fried chicken and potato

salad in the kitchen right out there.

- Oh, man!

- Hey!

[Woody]

You ain't changed. You have not changed.

- [Song] Go on.

- Come on, Troy.

- Aunt Song, you sure can cook.

- Why, thank you, sugar.

Lord, Troy, you don't know how happy

we are to have you here with us.

Troy, we're gonna

have us some fun. Carolyn,

- Troy can stay as long as she wants.

- Oh, Song, that's so nice.

- Troy, isn't that nice?

- Yeah.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Woody, we need

to get on the road.

We still have to drop Nate off

at Trudy and Boo's.

All right, y'all. Finish your plates.

We got about two hours to go.

[Clem] How soon

you gettin' back to New York?

- This food's good.

- Day after tomorrow.

Will you please try and

cooperate with everybody...

- and get along with everybody?

- I don't want to stay here.

Troy, you're gonna

have a great time.

I wish I was stayin'.

Just don't leave me here.

I hardly know these people.

They're your relatives.

Come on.

I'm the one you ought to

feel sorry for. I have to go

up there with all those boys.

Thank you! Good-bye!

[All Chattering]

- Bye, Troy!

- [Woody] I love you, baby.

- Bye! See you.

- Take care of yourself.

Bye, Little Joe.

- [Song] Let's go inside, Troy.

- Please don't leave me.

- Mommy, don't leave me.

- Come on, Troy. Let's go inside, baby.

[Horn Toots]

When you're getting dressed for bed,

I have often heard it said...

before you go to sleep,

you have to put away your clothes,

- [Snarling]

- Because if you're going to do things,

- do things right.

- [Song] Queenie,

is Mama's baby

gonna be nice to Troy?

Troy, honey,

where are your pajamas?

[Record Continues]

May I be excused?

And they'll say...

"Yes!" to you.

Lord, have mercy, honey.

You can't wear these.

Viola, give Troy one of

your nighties. I'm gonna throw

these things in the garbage.

- Yes, Mama.

- [Record] Get up. Wake up.

Get there on time for school.

Don't you be late.

Find your place.

Win the race.

- Here, Troy.

- Go change in the bathroom, sugar.

Sugar, you ain't got a thing to hide

with your skinny self.

Thinner than

a blade of grass.

- Viola, you got your bra on?

- Yes.

Come on.

All right, you rascals,

let's say our prayers.

Viola, put Queenie

on the floor.

[Both]

Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the Lord

my soul to keep.

If I should die

before I wake,

I pray the Lord

my soul to take. Amen.

All right, now,

I want you two right to sleep.

All right. Sleep tight.

Don't let the bedbugs bite.

So glad you're here, Troy.

We gonna have lots of fun.

- Good night, hon.

- Good night, Daddy.

- Good night, Troy.

- Good night, Uncle Clem.

Night-night.

I ain't no puta.

I keep my pajamas clean.

- I ain't no puta.

I keep my pajamas clean.

- [Giggling]

I keeps my pajamas clean.

[Song]

Viola, what's that noise in there?

Nothin', Mama.

You better stop jumpin'...

- before she comes in.

- I don't care. I hate this place anyway.

Besides, my dog could kill

your little rat dog.

I don't care either,

and it ain't my dog; it's Mama's dog.

- You like livin' in Brooklyn?

- A lot better than here.

You should come visit me.

Good. I like Aunt Carolyn.

It's okay if

you don't like Aunt Song.

She's not my real mother.

I was adopted.

You were?

What's that funny noise outside?

- You ain't never heard crickets before?

- Good night.

Lord, have mercy, child.

You sure got one thick head of hair.

You need a hot comb

on these naps.

You ain't got good hair

like my baby.

- [Hair Sizzling]

- Ow!

Now don't tell me you got the nerve

to be tender-headed with these naps.

[Chuckling]

- What's those things

you and your mother had?

- Beads and braids.

Beads and braids.

Lord, have mercy. Mmm-mmm-mmm.

# Troy's havin'

a birthday party #

# Pizza, pizza, Daddy-O #

[The Jackson 5]

# You went to school to learn, girl #

- # What you never, never knew before #

- I hit it!

- # Bucket, bucket #

- # Bucket, bucket, Daddy-O #

- You want me to go over the bump?

- No!

- Okay, then hold on.

- I am!

I'm gonna go faster.

Bump coming.

[Squealing]

- Hey!

- Hi!

# Shout it, shout it

Daddy-O #

[Jackson 5]

# Do-re-mi, A-B-C One, two, three #

- # Baby, you and me #

- # Eeny-meeny sissaleeny #

# Ooh-ah combaleeny

Oshie-koshie, Liberace, I love you #

# Take a peach, take a plum

Take a stick of bubble gum #

# No peach, no plum

Just a stick of bubble gum #

# I like coffee, I like tea, I like

the colored boy and he likes me #

# So step back, white boy

You don't shine #

# I'll get the colored boy

to kick your behind #

# All, all, all in together now

How you like the weather now #

# January, February

March, April #

# May, June, July, August #

- Queenie!

- [Television]

Before Jesus grew up to be our Saviour,

- he was a kid just like you.

- Hey, stay there.

Sing this song nice and loud

so He can hear you up in heaven.

- Here we go.

- [Troy] Voom.

# One, two, three

The devil's after me #

- Oh, Troy, I like this song.

- # Four, five, six #

# He's always throwin' sticks #

# Seven, eight, nine

He misses every time #

# Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, amen #

[Singing In Rounds]

# One, two, three

The devil's after me #

# Four, five, six #

# He's always throwin' sticks #

- Come on and sing. It's real easy.

- # He misses every time #

# Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, amen #

# Hallelujah, hallelujah

Hallelujah, amen #

# Amen #

# Amen #

[Song]

Ooh! Praise the Lord.

Did y'all wash your hands

when you came in from playin' outside?

Viola? Girl,

I am speakin' to you.

- I don't have to listen to you.

- All right, missy.

Don't go showin' off

in front of your company.

I am gonna speak to

your father about this.

Don't let me have to go get my switch.

Jesus, help me. Clem!

- Clem!

- She ain't my real mother.

But we know a secret, don't we?

- Did you wash your hands?

- Yes.

Don't tell me a fib.

You know it is sinful to lie.

- Yes, Aunt Song. I washed them.

- Good.

You can run back to bed. Uncle Clem

and I have a surprise for you!

Come on, Clem.

- Happy birthday, Troy. Happy birthday!

- Happy birthday!

[Baby Talk]

Say "Happy birthday, Troy."

- Thank you.

- Oh, isn't this nice?

I am going to make you

a great big birthday cake.

What kind of cake shall it be?

- Chocolate!

- Oh, no, sugar.

I can't do chocolate. The last time

I did, Viola broke out in hives.

- No, I didn't. You did.

- Viola, don't argue with your mother.

You see, Clem?

I say it's white; she say it's black.

If the girl says she didn't

get no hives, she didn't get no hives.

- See? I told you.

- [Song] There you go,

always takin' her side.

For Christ's sake, let Troy open up

her presents, please, honey. Goddamn!

- [Viola] Ooh.

- It's a dress.

Yes, it's from me and your Uncle Clem.

Ain't that pretty?

You are going

to wear that today.

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