Kings Page #2

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Where's your jacket?

I don't know where my jacket is.

- [kid] It's over there...

- [Jessie] Right here.

[melancholic music playing]

Come here. Come here, baby.

Come here.

[melancholic music playing]

[Millie crying]

Stop crying in front of Jordan.

[Millie crying and mumbling]

I can't help it.

I raised him when he was

a little boy. My baby!

[Jessie] I know.

Love you.

God. Enough of this sh*t.

- Warren, what the hell are you doing out here?

- Hey, what are you doing?

Get in the car right now!

- [cop] Lady! Stop!

- Not f***in' playing with you.

Supposed to be out here, in the

streets and sh*t.

I didn't hit you too hard,

did I, baby?

- No.

- Okay.

You're Danticia's son, right?

Yeah.

Don't tell me now

to feed him.

He's a full grown.

Wait, how old are you?

How old do you think Peaches is?

Peaches is missing a tooth.

- She's five?

- Five? She's six.

So you're Shawnte.

Tiger, Ruben and Peaches.

We have a little brother

and a little sister.

A brother upstairs, Carter,

he's two and then,

our teeny little cute sister

is Sherridane

and she's about two.

Jessie's our big brother.

What I mean, now we have...

You agreed that you are not

gonna take any more kids.

No. But his mother is in jail

and the house is sealed up and I'm gonna

call Social services in the morning.

We can't leave that boy

out there like that.

[opera music playing]

Fool! What are you doing?

- Everybody can see you.

- Who?

- My children.

- Where are they?

- In here.

- Oh.

Put that sh*t away.

[man on radio] Good morning.

[woman on radio] ...New year.

Here's what's coming up.

Where is my purse?

Thank you.

I'll be right back.

Where's her skirt?

- She lost her skirt.

- Girl, you showing your panties. What's the matter with you?

[kids making fun of the girl]

What's the matter with her?

Would you all stop laughing?

Her daughter was just shot.

William, give me my coat

right there.

Thank you.

Watch you, whore. Outta here.

[Shawnte] Oh, no. No!

What did you call her?

- You called her a whore?

- No, no. Stop it.

Who is she? Don't touch me.

Don't f*** with her!

- Come on, man. Drop it!

- Get off me!

Any kid can lay down

on the street,

but you pick him

and bring him home.

This one is... This one is crazy.

- Go away from me.

- [shouting]

Leave him alone.

Leave him alone.

- Get in the car.

- Everytime, this happens.

He locks himself in there.

Now we can't get anything

out of him.

Kenny. Hey, Kenny, Kenny.

Kenny. Kenny.

I need beer, Kenny.

I'll kill the first cocksucker

who comes near me.

F***!

You see what happens?

- You little prick.

- Come on, he's just a boy.

- Oh go eat sh*t and die. He's not a boy.

- What did you say?

- Nothing.

- Now, come on, nutjob. Say what you gotta say.

- You want me to say it? Really say it?

- Yeah.

[Millie] Yeah.

You let your kids run wild. I

should call Social Services on you.

How about that?

- I got a rifle too.

- Oh, pull the f***ing trigger Kenny.

Get in the car. Now!

Come on. Let's go.

[Jessie] Let's go.

Oh. That's nice.

Real f***ing nice.

Call your mama. If you want to,

I don't give a sh*t.

White guy in the neighborhood!

[kids] Bye, loser!

[opera music playing]

[upbeat music playing in car]

Hey, Millie, how you doing?

Hey.

[man on radio] The LAPD officer

who delivered the most baton

blows to Rodney King,

using the video tape

and police audio transmission,

prosecutors claim Powell was

laughing after the beating...

[man 2 on radio] ...and asked

us questions about Latasha.

They refused to show us the picture of

her on the floor bleeding to death.

Come on! Let's go!

[man on TV] He puts his foot down

and he's thrown off balance.

Mr. Briseno is thrown

off balance.

Mr. White says this is a stomp,

an unnecessary stomp.

He used his left foot,

his weak foot,

not like Mr. Wind,

he used his weak foot.

He's right-footed. How...

is Officer Briseno

to stop this beating?

How's he supposed to do that?

He's supposed to do that by

his foot instead of his hand.

He's gotta keep his head

out of the strike zone.

Describe the action or the verb

in a sentence.

Okay, now, what's a verb?

A verb is the action

in a sentence.

If he's trying to harm Mr. King,

would he use his weak foot?

If he's trying

to harm Mr. King?

Would he do that if his purpose

was to apply unnecessary force?

That's all.

[cop siren wailing]

[cop] Go back to your house.

Get back inside! Inside!

Hey! Out of here!

Anybody!

Turn that lawyer off!

We got one white boy in the

neighborhood and he's losing his mind.

Did he go? Did he kick him like

a professional football player?

[cop] Get back

in the house, Sir.

Not like Mr. Wind,

he used his weak foot...

- What are you doing?

- The cops say anything not to go to jail.

I promise you they're going to jail.

It's all on tape.

- What's the matter, are you afraid of him?

- Of course he's a fraid of him.

Mean motherf***er!

[people shouting outside]

[man] Get back in the house!

Back it up!

Yeah, I can make noise!

[kids] Push! Push!

Hold on! Here!

Oh, my God!

He threw and destroyed it!

You see that?

That's a barricade!

Stop it or it's your ass.

[Obie screaming]

No! No! No!

[TV running]

Hey, Jess.

- What?

- Give me a minute.

Jessie.

Hey, you. What are you doing

there? What are you doing?

- Nothing.

- You're not stealing that stuff, are you?

Nobody would steal this.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Stop! You come back here.

Oh, never. Not in this life or in any life.

This is a workplace in hell.

You bring back whatever

you stole from there.

- I didn't steal anything from you.

- So we got a Soon Jan Do here?

Soon Ja what?

You touch a hair on that girl, I swear

to god you're not going home tonight.

Yeah. I'm with them.

Okay? Don't come after me.

They're angry.

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

- [Nicole] Thank you.

- [man] So you with us?

- Yeah, I am.

- I'm Matt.

- I'm Nicole.

- Care for a drink?

Sure.

Now we aren't gonna put

anything in these?

So I better have some more.

No, babe, you calm down now.

This is just whiskey.

Hey, but they're not putting

anything in it these days.

Whiskey makes me crazy.

Oh there's nothing wrong with

whiskey's making you crazy.

Yeah, what's with all the bags?

This is everything I own.

What the hell doing here

with everything you own?

I was hoping to get killed but

that hadn't happened yet, so...

So you don't have a place

to stay?

I got a friend of a friend.

Said he'd let me stay in his

broom closet but I don't know.

- You're beautiful.

- Yeah.

- She's a real pretty girl, man.

- Man, she's marvelous.

I mean, come on. Look at you.

Look at those lips.

Look at me.

Did you like that?

- She's like a kid, man.

- No, she's a little woman.

Come on, man. Knock this off.

Come on, man. Back off.

She's enjoying it.

Right? Well, you know

you'll drive any man crazy.

How about this?

Wanna take a ride?

What do you say?

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