Guess Who Page #9

- Great minds think alike.

Admitting you were wrong

would be a great start.

Yes, it would.

Right.

Go ahead, man.

Baby, I was wrong!

What are you doing?

I want to see your sexy body

go bump, bump, bump.

We have to talk in private.

I don't wanna hear it. No. Mom?

Just stay here and talk about it

in front of everybody!

Ladies, please.

Take your man

and go work out your business.

That's right.

Go on.

Thank you.

- Don't let him work on you.

- That ain't right.

- Did he say "bump, bump, bump"?

- Yeah, and it's Percy's fault.

It's all your fault!

Those kids are in love and they finally

liked each other and you all interfere.

My love right here.

Don't tell me how to define my love!

Lord have mercy.

Baby.

Come on.

I was trying to impress your father.

I didn't want to show up here

and be the unemployed fianc.

I've never lied to you before

and I'll never lie to you again, ever.

You lied about asking my father for a loan.

That was an omission that was tied

to a previous lie. That doesn't...

And I look like an idiot to you.

No. You look a little bit

like Percy Jones, though.

I can't believe you're trying to be funny.

- Baby, come on.

- Why do you have to be funny right now?

Don't touch me!

You need to calm down.

You made me look like an a**hole in there.

Don't tell me to calm down.

I think you were doing

a pretty good job of that yourself.

Not telling them about me?

And then I pitched in and I blew it, okay?

I panicked when I found out

that Nathan was blackballing me.

I thought if I could score this IPO, I'd have

enough money until I got another job.

- But I was doing that for you.

- What am I, your mother?

I don't need you to take care of me.

I want you to do things with me,

not for me, Simon!

- Will you just talk to me?

- I am talking to you.

- You're talking at me.

- I am talking to you.

But you need to talk to me and tell me

how am I supposed to believe in you...

when you don't trust me enough

to tell me the truth?

How do we get past this, with this skin,

if we don't have each other's back?

- Okay, I'm always gonna be the white boy.

- And I'll always be the black girl.

But at least I'm here and willing to deal

with it, and I don't know about you.

I don't know. And eventually, if you're

gonna quit on me, just do it and don't...

I'm standing right here!

What more do you want from me?

What do you want from the white boy?

I've been here busting my ass

to make you happy!

Then let me make this easy for you!

The engagement is off!

Fine.

- Good.

- Great.

Great.

I'm in Jersey!

- Okay, stand still now.

- I'm still.

You all right?

I'm fine.

I'm great. It's going to be a great day, Dad.

- It sure is.

- Yes. I'm gonna take lots of pictures.

- So you better smile big for me, okay?

- I will.

And no crying.

Mom said you cried last time.

I was not crying, I was sweating...

from my eyeballs.

Hell, I was nervous.

I knew I was making a big mistake.

A 25-year mistake.

And going for 25 more.

Sweetheart?

Why don't you call that man?

You know he got his cell phone on.

You know he does.

He's probably waiting on the 5:15 train.

We got a party going on.

You get his ass back here!

How many missed calls you have last night?

Thirty-three.

- Thirty-three?

- Yeah.

- Thirty-three?

- Yeah.

Thirty-three missed calls?

Sweetheart, that's major.

And you know the man is unemployed, yes,

but he calls you. So give him that.

Thirty-three missed calls?

And you can't call him once?

- Girl, don't be so proud.

- No. Daddy, it's not...

Pride ain't nothing

when it comes to matters of the heart.

It's not that.

- It's not?

- No.

- I was going to marry him.

- What?

We were going to announce

our engagement this weekend.

So, you see?

I have you to thank...

because you saved me from a big heartache.

Sweetheart, I just don't

understand something.

- Why did Simon quit his job?

- I don't know. He didn't say.

Why would a man quit his job on the day

he's gonna meet his future father-in-law?

Maybe he got tired of waiting

for that promotion that never happened.

Simon's a rising star, Dad.

- He really is.

- I believe that.

But that boss of his is just not a nice man.

- You ever met him?

- A couple of times.

He was always friendly, kind of.

But he always had

this look in his eyes, you know?

Just not a nice man.

But he was Simon's mentor, so...

Whatever.

Let it go.

Today is about you and Mom.

Now, first picture of the night.

- Let me get my... On my good side.

- Smile.

I don't want Mom to see me like this.

- I love you, Dad.

- I love you, too.

Damn!

No.

Do not do this to me, Percy Jones!

We have a schedule! Tick-tock.

Everything works. Timing.

I'll be right back.

- Timing!

- I'll be right back.

- In 10 minutes?

- Or so, okay?

How so?

I'm sorry.

Percy, have you met my wife, Diane?

I certainly have heard

a lot about you, Percy Jones.

Nice to meet you.

- Does Marilyn know you're going AWOL?

- Of course.

She does not.

So you missed your train, huh?

- There's another one at 6:00.

- You gonna be on it?

I should have been on that one.

What are you doing here?

I know why you quit your job.

You told your boss you was coming here

to meet me and he said:

"Don't marry that black girl."

Those weren't exactly the words.

How did you know we were getting married?

I told you, son.

Don't nothing get past Percy Jones.

- Theresa told you.

- That, too.

Come on, man. Let's get real.

What you did with your boss

was honorable, impressive...

and stupid.

You can't quit your job every time

somebody rolls their eyes at the two of you.

You'll never make any money.

- How do you do 25 years?

- Painfully.

No, seriously.

If you're gonna marry one of these women,

sometimes it's gonna hurt like hell.

All you can do is admit that you're wrong

and know that she's always right.

- She's right?

- That's right.

- Always?

- Right.

- Right.

- That's right.

All right.

Okay, what about all the talk

about my dignity?

Do you love her? Do you want her?

Then she's always right.

Look, I know I didn't give you a fair shake.

And I was wrong.

And my daughter,

she'd be lucky to have you.

I'm not a quitter, Mr. Jones.

I think I know that about you.

Theresa doesn't.

You just have to show her

what you're made of.

You know she's hot-headed.

She's just like her mama.

Every man gets to choose his destiny, son.

No matter what his father did.

And, Percy, you are not perfect.

But that works for me because

two perfect people in one relationship...

might be too much.

And sometimes you bark

and bluff and bluster...

but I always see the boy I married

And I only wish I loved him

as much as I did back then, but I don't.

I love him more.

Thank you, Marilyn. That was lovely.

Percy? Your vows?

Marilyn Jones.

Everyone knows I didn't write my vows.

Everyone knows because you kept

beating me up about it for weeks...

crying to all your friends. You know?

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