Little Boxes Page #6
- Year:
- 2016
- 84 min
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I found him practically naked
with my daughter,
and now he destroyed
my property!
I think that's a good reason
to call the police!
- Which I plan to do!
- Are you crazy?
He's an 11-year-old child.
You want to call
the police on him? For what?
- Okay. -Are you trying
to ruin my son's life?
Okay, I think
we should just stop.
Just stop.
Should we have some coffee?
Can you come in?
No, I will not come in.
No, let her go.
You know I have credit towards
a master's degree,
and I raised two children
by myself!
- We did, we did not mean...
- Uh... just stop!
You can't do that.
What did I do?
This is our new community.
Y-you have to engage.
Just try.
Oh, I'm trying.
By destroying our kitchen?
Did you not just witness
what happened?
She profiled our son.
He didn't break her window.
And then she was
about to call the police!
We don't know
if he broke the window.
And she,
she didn't call the police.
There's no need to malign her.
Her!
Not everyone is a racist, mack!
Where have you been, Gina?
- Oh, that's how you think
I see things?
- I, I see the gray, okay. -I'll tell
you how I think you see things.
I'm not an idiot.
Pretty much
whatever concerns you!
- You know... -And if it
makes you look bad...
- It's not that easy!
- What's not that easy, Gina?
Being the very pale third
wheel between the two of you.
You try going through
our bullshit.
Absolutely alone.
Alone?
Yes!
Are you kidding me?
F***.
Mold removal.
- What are you doing?
- I'm packing us up.
- Where are we going?
- C'mon! C'mon!
You all about ready
for me, then?
I'm sorry, yes.
Can you start in the kitchen?
Clark, throw your stuff in here.
Where the hell
are we going, Gina?
Gina! Where we going?
You sure that you want to
drive on the highway?
Yep.
Gina?
Yeah.
You're driving really,
really fast.
Well, I'm in a big rush.
Where are we going?
We're going to New York.
Baby, come on!
I should never have done this.
I should, I should never have
brought us all here.
I just... I'm...
I shouldn't have.
It was such a mistake!
I ruined everything!
I ruined everything forever.
Gina, you didn't ruin anything.
And this is not forever.
This is just a chapter.
Now, please, pull over!
Come on, baby!
I broke the window.
- What?
- What?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.
I was mad.
What the hell?
Oh, my god.
You call and call and call.
I come, and I cannot access
the interior.
- So I unload it. -But it,
it needs to go inside.
That's it.
I'm done with this family.
You are bad people.
- What?
- Can he do that?
I guess, I mean...
He did it.
We're not bad people.
I said we're not bad people!
We're not bad people!
Are you okay?
Just breathe, Clark.
I'm going to buy a new window.
Good!
Because it's
the right thing to do.
Oh, let's go in! I need to
lie down for a minute.
Uh... folks,
three hours till I can
get you back inside.
Oh, Jesus, really?
Best I can do.
Okay.
Ugh.
Okay.
Cooper'll help you bag.
- Thank you.
- No problem.
Hey, babe, can you come check?
Like this or smaller?
- It's perfect.
- Oh! Thank you.
Gina:
Hey, Clarky,dinner's in an hour.
Hi.
Why were you so mean
to me at the party?
I'm sorry.
Yeah?
And I'm not going to say it.
- See ya tomorrow.
- Yeah.
Gina:
Okay, does everyone havethe syllabus,
"the female gaze,
"gender and visuality in
contemporary art photography,"
professor Mcnulty.
Mack:
You want to takea picture for mommy?
- No.
- Yes, come on!
And you better smile.
Come here.
Have fun.
Be curious,
and be yourself.
- Okay?
- 'Kay.
- I love you.
- Love you too.
All right. Now go have fun.
- I know! Bye, dad.
- Bye.
Okay, so in chapter one
of your textbooks,
there is a series
of photographs,
they start on page 10.
I'm gonna give you all
a second to find that,
and then we'll start discussing.
Great!
Teacher:
Welcometo sixth grade everyone!
My name's Mrs. Howell.
And let's just start
by taking attendance.
- Wyatt Anderson.
- Here.
- Olivia Baker.
- Here.
- Clark burns.
- Here.
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