Dance Flick Page #5

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Or how about the ones that are fat

like Jay-Z's lips?

But I gotta get into college first, so...

But what about you?

What does your mom think

about you dancing hip-hop?

My mom's dead.

Well, how come

you never talk about her?

What am I supposed to do?

Run around the school yelling about it?

If it helps.

My mom's dead!

She's dead! My mom's dead!

This book is so good.

- You like Thomas, don't you?

- No.

Well, he's okay, I guess.

He does have a nice smile,

beautiful skin and luscious lips.

But I love his big, fat...

Hey, hey, hey, girl! That is my brother.

What? I was just gonna say "butt. "

Well, you should see his...

Girl, I wonder who that could be.

I hate when people come by

unannounced. So tacky.

What do you want?

You know what I want, Charity.

I'm here to pick up my son.

Hey, son.

All right, I'm out.

I'll be back next week

to pick him up again.

He's such a good father.

Yes! I got in!

What is it? What's happened?

- Dr. Thomas Anderson!

- Let me see. Hold on.

"You and everyone else that applied

have been accepted...

"to Just Community College. "

Just Community College?

Just Community College!

That's great. You got in!

Congratulations!

That's great!

Megan, tonight I'm taking you out

to celebrate.

- Don't look.

- Okay.

- Stairs, there's stairs.

- Where?

- Right now.

- Okay.

- I'm so excited.

- I'm glad.

- Are you looking?

- No, I'm not looking.

- All right. Are you ready?

- Yes.

Surprise!

I'm sorry. I can't go in there.

What do you mean

you can't go in there?

- This is where I'm taking you.

- No.

Come on.

It's opening night. You're going.

She risked her life...

What a sacrifice...

Smashed by a truck

Last words were, "What the f***?"

Momma's gone, momma's gone...

No more can you see her face...

Or hear her voice on the phone...

Your momma's dead, momma's dead

And she's never coming back...

Your momma's dead, momma's dead

That's right, she's never coming back...

You can wish...

She's never, never coming back...

You can cry...

She's never, she's never coming back...

Now go kill yourself...

That's right, she's never coming back...

Mom!

Encore! Encore!

- I thought you would've liked it.

- I did.

You wasn't acting like you did.

Wasn't even being loud.

I didn't hear you heckle once.

I'm sorry.

I don't want you to think I didn't have

a good time tonight, Thomas...

...but dancing

isn't a part of my life anymore.

Why not? You just woke up one day

and decided to waste your talent?

How do you know I have talent?

'Cause I danced at the club?

Because I saw the look on your face

when you did it, Megan.

It's the same look you had tonight.

It's the same exact look that you had...

It's the same... Mother...

Guys, can you quiet down here, please?

Can I talk to the girl?

Low self-esteem? Vulnerable?

Thank you.

- Like I was saying...

- Yeah.

I saw the look on your face

when you did it.

It's the same look you had tonight.

Goofy, happy, pale with freckles.

So, if you're gonna tell me something

about not dancing...

...then tell me something real.

Maybe I don't want it to be real.

What I want is to wake up

and see my mom.

For things to go back to the way

they were when life made sense.

And it's all my fault.

She got scraped off the highway for me.

For my damn audition.

- She was rushing, it was raining. I...

- Wait, it was raining?

Well, yeah,

but she promised she would be there.

I made her promise.

Damn! So, it was raining

and you still made her promise?

- Yeah, and then I didn't wait for her.

- That's messed up!

So, even if she didn't die,

she still would've been late?

I know I should've waited for her,

but they called my name and...

And then I didn't say anything.

So she would've got there

and been stuck outside.

That's what you're saying?

Well, technically, yeah,

but they called me.

You didn't put your mother's name

on the list? Are you kidding me?

Well, I had to go over my dance moves,

so I didn't have time to!

You didn't have time

for your own mother?

The person who gave birth to you.

You didn't have time for her?

- No, I... No, I...

- Okay.

No, I see what kind of party? This is.

Cry me a river.

All she wanted was for me to dance.

No. All she wanted was to live.

Not that she didn't support your dream.

It's just, the point is

you killed your mother.

And she's never coming back.

She's dead because of you!

God hates you, okay?

So, you not dancing

doesn't make any damn sense at all.

I know! But she...

I just don't think I

could do it without her.

Do you want this?

I mean,

do you really wanna go to Juilliard?

Yeah. Yeah, I do.

Well, then, it's on you

to make your dream come true.

Oh, sh*t, black girls.

So what you're gonna wanna do

is make that left, go up three blocks...

- I don't know you, and...

- What are you...

- Thomas, what are you talking about?

- Sistahs! Yeah!

- So this is where you live?

- Yep, this is it.

Oh, my God!

This is my dad's music room.

He's actually pretty good,

if you like the buckets.

I don't.

He's working tonight,

so he's gonna be gone all night.

So that means we could probably

play the TV as loud as we want. Yeah!

There's a Blue's Clues marathon!

It's not working.

Well, I was thinking more like...

Make hotdogs?

Not exactly. Okay. More like...

Ice cream. Who has two thumbs

and wants ice cream? This guy.

No.

Charades. I like charades.

- All right, I'm good at this.

- Yes!

Yoga. You're doing yoga.

- Leap frog. Okay. You're riding a pony.

- Yeah, yeah, yes, yeah!

No, Thomas! Have sex!

Why didn't you say something?

Well, I'm a little shy.

Yo. Sugar Bear wants to see you.

Who's that scary-looking guy?

Who, him? That's nobody.

- Just an old friend, you know.

- Okay.

- We should all get together sometime.

- Yeah, great.

I'm just gonna go hang out.

Do some cardio. Read.

- Well, have fun.

- I will. I really...

Hey, yo, Thomas, they caught us, fam.

I don't know how they found you, though.

- I gotta go.

- Okay.

So, I'm gonna give you a call

around 9:
11?

That's a little late, but that's okay.

And I also got us

some Police concert tickets.

Oh, my God, I love the Police!

I'm so excited!

There's a COPS marathon. COPS.

Love it, right?

- Okay, I'll TiVo it.

- Okay. Bye.

Bye!

You ain't got my dough yet?

You know how much bread,

how much cheddar...

...how much cake that is?

I want my chips!

Don't worry, man, we gonna have

your money for you, Sug.

- When?

- Soon as possible, fam.

Well, that ain't good enough.

There's a dance battle coming up,

and I suggest you win.

- What if we lose?

- No!

No! No!

And I am telling you...

My belly's growling...

I like glazed ham, pig feet and toes...

The Biggest Loser, I say no...

Give me mo, mo, mo, mo steaks...

Chicken and ribs, too...

I'm not living without food...

I don't wanna be no Nicole Richie...

Chips by the mountain

Soda pop from the spout...

You can say what you wanna

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