La Mission Page #7

You may not have

A car at all

But remember,

brothers and sisters

You can still stand tall

So just be thankful

for what you've got

Though you may not drive

A great big Cadillac,

diamond in the back

Sunroof top,

digging the scene

With a gangster lean,

gangster whitewalls

TV antennas in the back

You may not have

A car at all

But remember,

brothers and sisters

You can still stand tall

- Hey, what's up, doc?

All right, all right.

So just be thankful...

- Hey, pretty lady.

All right.

- He's been here

most of the night.

Sweet kid.

- Hey.

Listen up, man.

l'm gonna tell you this

just once.

You stay the f*** away

from my son; you hear me?

- l'm sorry, but l don't think

l can do that.

- Think l'm playing

with you, punk, huh?

l see you here ever again,

l swear to God,

l'll f***ing kill you.

- Yeah, you can tell

that's Sacramento car show.

Oh, sh*t,

here he is.

- Holy sh*t.

- What?

Yeah!

- So what you think?

- Man.

- Can you say to the bone?

Ooh!

- l'm gonna give it up

to you, dude.

You pimped

this motherf***er out serious.

- How about

that paint job, huh?

- Mm.

- Would you say four,

five coats?

- Oh, come on, Gary.

More like ten, homey.

- This ain't no car.

This is a masterpiece.

- Ooh.

- Man, that's bad.

- Jesse's gonna flip

when he sees this.

Does he know?

- No, and he better not

till after graduation.

You understand?

- What?

l ain't gonna say nothing.

There she is,

la reina de mis sueos.

- Hey, Benny.

- What do you think?

Just came off

the Aztec assembly line.

- lt's beautiful.

lt really is.

Congratulations.

- Mm.

- l'm hungry, yo.

- Hey, go ahead and pull it

in the garage.

- Hey, Lena.

- Hey, what's up, Che?

- How's it going?

- Good.

You?

- You know,

one day at a time, right?

- Actually, l'm glad

you came in just now.

There's something l've been

wanting to talk to you about.

- Oh, yeah?

What's that?

- l feel l owe you an apology

for the other night.

- An apology?

What for?

- lt was an emotional night,

but l don't think it was

the best thing for us to do.

- Okay.

So what does that mean?

- l don't think

we should take it any further

than it's already gone.

- ln other words,

l ain't your cup of tea.

ls that it?

- No, that's not

what l'm saying, Che.

- Then what are you saying?

That what happened

the other night

was just another f***ing roll

in the sack?

- l don't think

it would work out.

That's all.

- That is bullshit,

and you know it.

- Please don't look at me

like l got the answers, Che,

'cause l don't.

- You're right.

lt's just easier to walk away,

ain't it?

- Che, that night together

was a first for me

in a long, long time.

- Listen, Lena,

whoever hurt you,

whatever happened in the past,

that ain't me.

- The truth is, l don't

really know who you are, Che.

But l have been around

enough men like you,

men who use violence

and intimidation

to get what they want,

and l am done with that.

- Well, look,

if you're talking about

what you seen

at the hospital,

l can explain.

- Then explain.

Like l said,

l'm sorry.

- Now, hold up, hold on.

Hey, wait a second.

- And they'll be

bringing you breakfast

in just a little while.

- Excuse me.

Excuse me.

- Yes.

- My son was in this room

last night.

Did he get transferred

to a different room

or something?

- l believe he checked himself

out this morning.

- For reals?

- What's up, man?

- Where's he at?

- Where's who at?

- Don't f*** with me, man.

l ain't in the mood.

- Look, man,

l ain't no snitch.

- You ain't his jefito neither,

so where's he at?

- Sh*t.

- Can l help you?

- l'm here for my son.

- Give me a minute.

l'll see if he's in.

- Yeah, you do that.

- Jesse, your father's outside.

- Hey, Pop.

- Get your sh*t,

and let's go.

- l'm sorry.

l can't do that.

- Say what?

- l'm not going with you.

- Oh, is that right?

Look around you, boy.

You think these people really

give a sh*t about you, huh?

- And you do?

- l'm all you got,

remember?

- No.

l got a lot more than that.

l got myself.

And if you can't accept me

for what l am,

for who l love,

then l think you should leave.

- Whose little speech is that?

Yours?

Or theirs?

- You humiliate me

in front of

the entire neighborhood.

Then you threaten Jordan

for visiting me in the hospital,

and you can stand here

and ask me that?

- Listen to me.

l'm gonna give you one minute

to get your ass in there

and get your sh*t together.

And you ain't out by then,

l'm gonna leave here

without you for good.

Me entiendes?

- You still don't hear me,

do you, Pop?

- One minute.

Why should

l feel discouraged?

And why should

the shadows come?

And why should

my heart feel lonely

And long for heaven,

heaven home

When Jesus is

He's my portion...

Mm-hmm-hmm

Mm-hmm-hmm

- Are you gonna be okay, mi'jo?

- Yeah.

As long as l take it

low and slow, right?

- Yeah, s.

Hey, but don't forget

to come by later.

- l made your favorite,

tres leches cake.

- You know how she is.

lf you don't come by

and have at least a piece,

she's gonna make me

eat it all.

Me pongo panzn.

- l will.

Gracias, Ta.

- l love you.

- l love you too.

l love you.

- Oh, love you.

- Well, see you later.

- rale.

Oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah,

ah, ah

Though you may not drive

A great big Cadillac

Gangster whitewalls

TV antennas in the back

You may not have

A car at all

But remember,

brothers, sisters

You can still stand tall

Just be thankful

for what you've got

Diamond in the back,

sunroof top

Digging the scene

with a gangster lean

- Here we go.

Diamond in the back,

sunroof top

You're digging the scene

with a gangster lean

Whoo, ooh, ooh

With a gangster lean

Just be thankful

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