I Can Do Bad All By Myself Page #3

or something like that?

You're a handyman, right?

Break yourself out of here.

Look, do you want it or not?

Okay. And what about food?

Come on.

So you worried about food?

I'm gonna leave a razor so you can

shave that caveman look off.

I'm not the one, you're it!

I got it!

Will y'all shut up down there?

Shut up!

So your name is Byron.

Right? And what is your name?

-I'm Manny.

-Manny.

Okay, Byron and Manny.

May I ask your name?

-Jennifer.

-Jennifer.

Okay.

-Byron doesn't speak, huh?

-No.

That's okay.

So, Byron, Manny,

you guys wanna go out and play?

-No.

-Yeah.

-Why not?

-We don't know you like that.

-Well, your mother's asleep.

-That's not my mom, that's my aunt.

Your mom or your aunt,

she's asleep.

Come on, let's go outside and play.

Throw me the ball.

Yeah, but I'm gonna come too,

so I can keep an eye on you.

Come on.

Slam it again!

I'll teach you how to play football.

Manny, don't run like that.

I'm thinking--

You got some moves, huh?

Get ready for the moves.

-You don't have anything on me, huh?

-Manny, take it easy.

Oh, I got you.

Take it easy.

I wanna be an athlete.

It's gonna be okay.

You okay?

Byron, where's the ball?

-Just behind the flowerpot.

-Okay.

-Manny.

-Go ahead.

Damn. You are fine.

I knew it.

You can't smoke around him.

He's got asthma.

You already said that.

-What's wrong with you, Manny?

-That thing can happen...

...when your mama's on crack

when she's pregnant.

The rate you're going,

you're gonna end up like her.

-You don't know about me.

-I know you're stealing needles.

The needles was for him.

He's got diabetes too.

-What don't you have?

-Cancer.

He's gonna need his insulin

in the morning.

-Well, where is it?

-I dropped it.

Brilliant. So, what happens

if he doesn't take it?

He dies.

I gotta hurry up and find my mama.

Y'all getting on my damn nerves.

I'm home.

What are these kids doing

in this house?

-Hi, baby. Hey.

-Hey. What's going on?

Those are my sister's kids.

You've met them before.

Look, my mother is MlA, okay?

I was about to go there

and find out what's going on.

-I can't be handling all this.

-I know.

Just sit down.

I'm gonna get you something to drink.

And who the hell is this?

-That's Sandino. He's renting a room.

-Renting a room?

You turn this

into a bed and breakfast?

No, the church sent him over

to help me out around here.

Just so he can have

somewhere to stay.

He needs a place to stay.

Everybody needs

a damn place to stay.

What's up, Mexico?

-You legal?

-Stop. Leave him alone.

Hey, he's a grown-ass man.

He can answer the question.

I said, you legal, Mexico, huh?

Look at that. See right there.

I know this boy ain't legal

just by the way he looking down.

Where are you going?

-Take care of my business.

-No, I don't think so.

We're all going somewhere together

in a moment.

You don't tell me what to do.

Hey, little girl, check your tone

in your auntie's house.

-Who are you?

-Watch your mouth.

I'm the one paying the bills up in here.

That's who I am.

Sit down.

Sit down.

You better stop

rolling your eyes at me.

I'll be back. I'm gonna go find my keys.

What? Oh, you need to get by, huh?

All right, then.

Go on, then.

So you think you grown, huh?

I got something for little girls

who think they're grown.

I got something for grown men

who think they got something for me.

Got a fast one on my hands.

I'll show you what I got.

You're too grown to like chocolate?

Come on, go ahead. Come on, baby,

I know you want some.

Go on, take it.

I know you want some, little girl.

I didn't ask you a damn thing,

did l, boy?

-Go sit down, Byron.

-Sit your fat ass down.

-You don't talk to him like that.

-Oh, yes, ma'am.

Miss Jennifer.

-Leave me alone, man.

-I think I'm gonna call you Jenny.

You like that, Jenny?

And what the hell

you looking at, Mexico?

-Speak English?

-Got them. Come on.

-I didn't think so.

-Come on, Let's go. Come on, let's go.

I'll see you later.

Come on.

It's just you and me, Mexico.

Want me to turn on

some mariachi music?

I'm gonna take a nap.

You keep it quiet down here.

You need to take your ass home

and fix something.

Joe, I tell you, you will find that out.

Keep it up. Who's this?

Look who here.

Dumb, dumber, dumberer

and the big dummy.

-Here you are.

-All right.

They eat?

They're gonna need all their strength.

Yeah, they ate.

Jennifer, this is the key

to the house.

When you finish, go back,

and do not let anybody in the house.

-They ain't gonna listen to you.

-Yeah, okay.

-This one has attitude.

-You ain't got to tell me.

-Watch her.

-I wonder where she get that from.

Yes, bye. See you later.

I breaks attitude

with children like this.

You heard of The Horse Whisperer?

I'm the Kid Whisperer.

Look, lady, you gonna tell us

what you need us for, or what?

-Talk to me like that one more time.

-Quiet. This old woman don't play.

She doesn't scare me.

Look at her.

-You better be scared.

-I've been to jail. I will shank you, fool.

You better not touch us again,

or I'll call 911.

What do you mean,

"touch you again"?

I ain't touched you yet.

You gotta get to the phone

if you're gonna dial 911.

You got to get to the phone.

I will hit you so hard that

your cranium and your urethra tube...

...will all be tied up together

inside of each other.

You wouldn't be able to do nothing

but pee and run.

You don't know if I got a cell phone.

You're gonna need surgery

to get it from down your throat.

-Whatever.

-Say something again.

Say one more thing,

I will pimp-slap you. Say it again.

That's what I thought.

You're gonna come

into this house and clean.

And if anything come up missing

in my house, I promise you...

...you're gonna come up missing.

Come on.

We cleaning from top to bottom.

-Let's get in here.

-This is crazy.

What you say?

Yeah, this is one

of my favorite nights.

Yeah, go, April, go.

I need two Heinekens

and a shot of vodka.

Here. Last night, you were short.

Don't be short tonight,

else you're gonna come up missing.

Come in.

-Hey, April.

-Hey, Miss Wilma.

What are you doing here?

I was just wondering...

...have you talked

to your mother lately?

Yeah, I went by the house earlier,

she wasn't there.

I don't know.

I don't know where she is.

You know, this is just--

It's not like her.

No, it isn't. I don't know what to say.

I was gonna come by there later on.

Will you let me in?

No, I can't do that, child.

I let your sister in there one time.

She stole everything your mama had.

You should've known better than to let

a crackhead in somebody's house.

Well, I can't let you go in there.

Your mama

had such high hopes for you.

Miss Wilma,

is there anything else you need?

Because I really have

to get ready for my next set.

No, that's it.

-I'll see you later.

-Okay.

-Thank you.

-God bless you.

Alrighty.

You're doing a good job cleaning,

Manny and Byron.

I don't know why you letting them

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