I Can Do Bad All By Myself Page #2

-I'm serious. Tell wifey I said hi.

I'm going to sleep.

This better be the right address.

If I go one more place, and y'all

done sent me to the wrong place...

...I'm gonna hurt somebody.

Get on out of the car, little boy.

Come on, girl, with that attitude.

You call that a knock?

Bang on the door and step down here.

Somebody gonna open this door,

I don't care.

-Okay!

-Kick the door, kick it.

What the hell y'all banging my door

for at this time of the morning?

It's 7 a.m.

I don't know who you think

you talking to...

...but it is 12:
30 in the afternoon.

-Do you know these children, hooker?

-No.

Aunt April.

Snitch.

All right, that's my niece

and my nephews. What did y'all do?

They broke into my house...

...and broke my VCR

trying to steal something.

I want my money.

That's why I brought them.

These are not my kids.

You know what?

-Take them to my mama.

-Hold the hell on.

They ain't seen your mama

in four days.

-That's not like her. Where is she?

-They don't know.

Hell, why I'm supposed to know?

I don't know. I don't know her.

Okay, my sister is dead.

Their mama, she dead.

And so my mother is raising them...

...and that's who you should talk to

to get your money.

If she ain't there, you better get me

the $300 and get my VCR.

That's all I'm telling you.

I'm telling you I don't have $300,

and these ain't my kids.

Let me explain something to you.

If you don't give me my money...

...I'm calling the po-po

on all three of these thugs.

You can use my phone.

Help us, Aunt April.

We tried to find Grandma.

What if I bring them

over to your house...

...and they can work the money off?

-Work it off? Hell, no.

-Clean up?

-What do you mean "what"?

-No, no.

I want my $300.

You gonna bring them to work for me?

You can't bring them to my house

to do nothing.

I got a white woman next door to me

and I have a dog.

You know what that mean?

I don't wanna let O.J.

and Michael Vick at my house.

Well, I don't know what to tell you,

because I don't have--

Fine. Fine.

Make sure

they be over at my house.

That thing ain't even worth--

Say something else.

I want you to say something-- Say--

Snatch away from me,

I'm gonna punch you like I dude.

Say something.

Come in here.

Little O.J., that thug and

Sister Souljah, she know where I live.

-Make sure they be at my house.

-Yeah.

Where is your grandmother?

-We don't know.

-Y'all can't stay here.

Okay, I got a man,

and he don't like kids.

So y'all gonna have

to figure something else out.

All right, y'all can't stay here.

So where is she?

You can't smoke around him.

He has asthma.

Girl, this is my house.

You can wait outside.

-Fine, then. We will.

-Good.

Wait, we ain't been to sleep all night.

I'm tired.

Well, y'all can stay here, but I'm out.

Get up out of here with that attitude.

Come on. Get to stepping.

-Hey, look, I'll see y'all later, okay?

-All right.

-Bye-bye.

-Bye.

Puffy and Biggie,

y'all don't wanna go with Lil' Kim?

-Nope, I'm going to sleep.

-I'm going to bed. Y'all shut up.

Don't make no noise.

I gotta work tonight.

Oh, okay. Good.

Bless you.

God bless you, and come again.

Glad we could help.

-Hi.

-Hello.

I am from Pastor Hector Romalle's

church in Columbia.

-You used to run missions there.

-That was a long time ago.

-What's your full name?

-Sandino. Sandino Ramirez.

You seemed to be doing so well there.

What are you doing here?

I've come to this country

to find a better life.

To find some work.

Not having much luck.

I remember you're here,

I wanted to see if you could help me.

Got any special skills?

What is it that you do?

I'm a handyman.

We have some things around

need to be fixed.

Got plenty of tools,

plenty of supplies.

Don't have much pay,

but we will pay you something.

Stop! Come here!

Stupid, come here!

-Deacon, Deacon, stop that girl.

-Hold on now.

-Come here.

-Let go of me.

If I ever catch you

in my store again--

Miller, Miller, I got it.

I'm gonna take care of it.

Hey, you'd better, pastor.

-Young lady, are you on drugs?

-No. Why?

-Where are your parents?

-I don't got no parents.

Jennifer?

-Miss Wilma.

-You know this child?

Yeah.

That's Rose's granddaughter.

She lives next door to me.

Your grandmother's

a member of this church.

-Well, have you seen her?

-Not in a while.

-You don't know where she is?

-No.

-You staying with April?

-No.

Sister Wilma, take this man and show

him where we're having a problem.

Sandino, I'm gonna work

on a place for you to stay.

-Good seeing you again.

-Thank you. Good to see you too.

Okay!

Bullsh--

Pastor.

Hi, April.

May we come in?

-How are you, April?

-Sleepy. And you?

All the better for seeing you.

What did she do now?

She was caught stealing

from the drugstore.

Maybe she was hungry.

Then why was she

stealing needles?

Oh, I don't know.

Her mother died from drugs, so

maybe she's following in her footsteps.

-April.

-This one right here.

Come on, she's a kid.

-You know where my brothers at?

-Yeah, they out back. Go join them.

-Glad to.

-Get out of here with all that attitude.

-I should've left you outside.

-April.

That's okay. Because when they find

my mama, they're going back to her.

-I ain't got time for these kids.

-Look, April.

-Your mother's getting older.

-Yeah?

Yeah, she can't raise

these kids by herself.

Every time I see her,

she's looking weaker.

These are my sister's kids,

not mine.

Yeah, but your daddy left you

and your sister this house.

-And?

-You haven't done much.

Nope.

I left it just how my daddy left it.

-It's falling apart, April.

-I guess so.

There's a handyman

at the church today. Just listen.

And he needed a place to stay.

So maybe, maybe, in exchange

for his work, you can let him stay here.

That's if he does a good job

at the church.

That's a good idea, pastor, but--

-Time for me to go, huh?

-Yeah.

I gotta work tonight. I'm sleepy.

-You still working at the club, April?

-Six nights a week.

-I'm praying for you, April.

-Thank you, thank you so much.

-Bye-bye.

-Bye-bye.

I'm gonna say my prayers for you

before I go to sleep.

-You do that, April.

-Hallelujah.

You know what?

Oh, God.

You don't hear knocking

at this damn door?

This ain't our house.

-What?

-Hi. I'm Sandino Ramirez.

What do you want, man?

I went by the church today.

I spoke to Pastor Brian.

He told me to go see you.

What do you want?

I fixed a few things

at the church today and...

...well, the pastor told me to come

see if you need something--

Anything fixed in your house.

I can work for room and board.

It's fine.

Are you crazy?

No, I'm not crazy. You crazy?

I'm loco. Come on.

Hello.

Let me show you to the basement.

You can sleep down here.

I mean,

I know it's not much, but it's warm.

And there's a cot right there.

Since I don't know you all that well...

...I'm gonna have to lock you

down here in this basement.

Wait a minute.

What if there's a fire

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