Home Again Page #3

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Stop!

Everton!

You disgrace!

You shame me!

Stop! Moma no! Stop it!

Everton! Everton! Everton...

Alright.

This is beautiful...

See, this here...

Overstand?

Yeah.

Forwards.

Yes, my Lord.

My youth, once again...

Jah!

Rastafari!

Hey.

Hey.

Oh, Cola Champagne.

Mmhmm.

Oh, man.

Oh... Mi almost forget...

Ras sent somethin' for you.

Thanks.

No problem.

Mmm.

I'm telling you, people in New York.

would line-up around

the block for this.

New York...

New York is special.

I'll do anything to go back.

But, Dunston...

This...

Is the kinda thing that got

you here in the first place.

Looks like you in the same place as me.

You no know me...

You don't know nuttin' 'bout mi life.

You don't know who I am...

Whatagwan brethren?

Yo, man, what's up?

Is it your problem?

It's your problem!

Come...

Use them zinc...

Now go on.

Mr. Jim, please...

I'm so sorry.

Please.

Don't do it, please!

Dawg, come on dawg, come on, dawg...

Dawg this is me, dawg,

dawg, this is me...

Dawg, this is me... We go back, dawg...

No, dawg, don't listen to

him... Don't listen to him, dawg.

WHACK!

Listen to dat, man!

WHACK!

Yeah... Harder.

WHACK!

WHACK!

WHACK!

F*** him up.

Harder!

WHACK! WHACK!

Bamba clot, yeah!

WHACK!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Looks like he's done.

Continue.

I'm done.

You done?

YOU DONE?

So you're done, eh?

You done now.

Go on!

CLANG!

There's no way!

Take a seat.

Let's see...

Posession of marijuana

with intent to traffic...

Certainly not original, eh?

Look, I've already told you, I

got it from my mates, alright?

I wasn't trafficking anything.

But, you're the only one

here right now, aren't you?

Now, the drugs we can plea out...

...that still leaves the theft

over for the joyriding.

Oh, come on, really... That's rubish!

I mean, that's Rudy's father's car!

Well, you took his Mercedes

without his consent.

Last time I looked, that's

a crime, Mr. St. Clair.

Mr. Irving, will he have to go to jail?

Well, likely.

Since Mr. St. Clair took it upon himself.

...to fail to appear, twice.

Worst case scenerio? Two years.

No! No way a bit of

weed is worth two years!

Mr. St. Clair...

Please, take a seat. And let me finish.

If you own up to what you did.

Take some responsibility

for your actions...

What's that mean?

If he pleads guilty to all charges...

I'm not guilty of anything!

Sentencing will likely be 3-6 months.

And there's a possibility

of a suspended sentence.

Best case scenerio.

Right... That's great...

Oh, shut it!

Why do you keep doing these things?

Mr. St. Clair, think of your future.

... The situation

is getting outta control.

I'm coming up for the children,

who don't know where to go.

With nobody to teach them,

how will they every know...

Mrs. Singh... Just send me my kids.

But, Marva, your kids are Canadian.

You have no income, no home for them.

You know these conditions must be met.

...before I can release

them out of the country.

They're my kids!

Marva, we have no choice!

No! No! I have no choice! Okay?

But you... You have a choice!

Look, I am afraid I just can't...

Eugh!

Marva...

I can help you.

Marva, listen to me...

No! Help me!

Shh! Shh! You want them kids, right?

Stop it...

Listen to me.

Uncle Archie will build

a room on the house.

...for your kids.

Eh?

Stop!

You see the building blocks

outside? They're for your kids...

You want your kids with you? Eh?

Why?

Why you do this for?

What else do I know how to do? Huh?

This isn't you, Dunston.

You don't know me!

Dunston... Your mother's

work number is just ringing.

Do you have another number for her?

That's all we got.

Sorry...

I talked to her at

lunch, maybe she just...

Ow!

What you think they're gonna do.

when they find out

mom works outta state?

Think!

Ow! You don't have to pinch so hard!

Office? Oh hi, Mrs. Ray.

Mr. Dunston... I'm ready to

hear your side of the story...

Mr. Ray, your wife is on Line 1.

Not now...

She said it was urgent.

Tonight...

It's you, beyotch.

One more thing...

Can you sign there, please?

WHACK!

Dunston!

You know, but right after that...

Things became real clear.

You fight, or be killed.

Dunston...

I started hustling shortly after that.

And here I am.

Hey...

I don't want this.

I know.

Of course. Will you take

this ting for a girl?

Alright.

Angie...

Bun!

Just the water, please, ma'am...

Bun, bun...

No, can't have that right now, Ty.

Only have enough for water. We can't...

Hey, look...

It's alright.

Thanks, man.

Yeah...

We'll take a bun too, ma'am.

Alright.

Thank you.

Here you go, Ty. Go ahead...

Patty's still hot, Sweetie Lou?

Boy...

Look, I'll take three

and a phone card, please.

Eh, you is rich today!

Sweetie Lou, didn't speak

to your husband, did you?

About the room?

Sweetie Lou...

Come on, that's ridiculous...

Sweetie Lou, you know me.

Truly, truly sorry, baby.

Mi sorry.

Alright.

Hey!

It's okay, man...

Thanks, man...

Yeah...

So, you just got dipped?

Is it that obvious?

I've been here seven years myself.

Shite...

Oh no, I'm heading back to London.

Oh yeah?

Yup. Mum's got me a fancy lawyer.

working on my case and everything.

Hm...

Well, good luck with that,

man. Keep your head up.

Thanks.

Eat your food, man...

Huh?

Eat your food.

Finish that, man.

Hey, man, what's up with all your tatts?

Oh...

This is my family back home.

Two sons, ex-wife.

This right here? 'No

struggle, no progress', man.

'Cause this place. Hm...

I hear you.

You ready?

Alright... We best be goin' now, man.

Come on, Ty...

Come on...

Hey, it was nice talkin' to you.

Patrick Campbell.

Atlanta, Georgia.

Everton...

Alright.

Oh, cheers... Cheers, brah...

Yeah, money.

Go back to sleep, Ty...

Thanks a lot, man.

No problem, brah.

So, that's the spot, man...

I can talk to Ms. Nelson

tomorrow if you want.

Yeah, well, she can't

be charging much...

It's nothin' but a closet in there.

You get a cot and a place

to put your stuff, man!

What you got now?

Yeah, you're right, man.

Thanks. Appreciate it.

Hey, you gonna be alright tonight?

Yeah...

Yeah, i'll be cool.

So, where are you taking

me for our first date?

This is not date.

There ain't nothin' to do.

I mean, ya'll ain't got no

courts, shoot some hoops?

Oy!

Clean your windows?

Yo!

Please...

Move from here! You deaf? Go away!

It's alright... It's

alright, it's alright...

My man, come here...

Come here...

Alright?

Cheers.

Stay off them streets, son.

So...

What do you think?

It's a mall.

They got a food court?

A mans gotta eat!

Hi...

Anyway, I love having

everyting under one roof.

Tings are so tidy, you know.

Well, wait 'til we hit New York.

We not really hiring anybody right now.

But mi will add it to

the top of the pile.

And mi not mind working

weekend or nights.

Oh, that is good!

You see me bouncin' with this?

Yes.

Yes.

Marva?

Marva! Marva Johnson!

Dunston?

Oh my God...

Oh my God!

How you doin'? Oh my God!

...I mean, Alton took off running.

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