Moonlight

Hey, my man, T.,

what's going on dawg?

- What's up, what's up.

- How you doing?

- What you need?

- Can you help me out, man?

- No, I can't do it, bro.

You gotta keep moving. I can't do it.

- Come on, man.

- Keep it movin'.

- Boy.

- Step aside, man.

How you doing?

- What's good with you?

I'm all right, man.

I'm out here handling business as usual.

Look, man, I don't mean

no disrespect or nothing to you,

I'm just trying to see

if I can get a little...

You can't get nothing, man.

You know what time it is, bruh?

I keep looking out for you, man.

Just a little something, man?

All my something

cost a little something, man.

If he ain't got it

get to stepping, nigga.

You know what time it is?

I don't feel like repeating myself.

Hey, you know you my man,

right Juan?

This nigga...

Yo. Trippin', man.

See-see-see-see if you can

do something here for me...

What the f*** I just told you?

Let me get this sh*t!

Nigga, get the f***

out of here, man.

Go on!

Oh, get that nigga, man.

- What's up?

- You look good.

- I'm just out here, you know.

- Yeah.

Regular day.

It's in the cut.

Everybody cleaned out if you need anything.

- Business good?

- Yeah it's good.

I got something for you...

- No, no. hold onto that.

Empty the register

on the weekend.

All right, no problem, son.

How's your mom feeling now?

Oh, she doing good.

She doing excellent.

- Better?

- She doing better.

You know.

She's in my prayers, man.

Most naturally.

Thank you.

Thanks for the opportunity.

I'm out here.

- Get him!

- Get your ass right here.

- Get him!

- Why you always runnin'?

Goin' around

with that f*ggot ass, bro!

- Ain't gonna catch him!

- Kick his ass!

- Run, then, nigga!

- Get his gay ass!

- Come on, bro!

- Catch that nigga!

Go around the back.

What you doin' in here,

li'l man?

Huh?

You don't talk to strangers?

A'ight. It's cool.

We cool.

Listen...

I'm about to go

get something to eat.

You're welcome to join me

if you want.

It's okay if I take

the front door?

Hmm?

Come on now.

Can't be no worse out here.

You not gonna tell me

what yo' name is?

Hmm?

How 'bout where you live?

I got to get you home,

little man.

Can't have you just runnin'

around these dope holes.

You understand?

Hmm?

Hey, hey, hey, my bad.

Oh man, you know I ain't

gonna do you like that.

Hey man, I apologize, all right?

I'm just trying to get you

to say something.

Hey...

I apologize.

Hmm?

All right.

All right.

You all right now...

until my girl come get you,

though.

She gonna make you talk.

Be right back.

Teresa!

- Hey, baby.

I found this little boy

in a dope spot.

- Found a little boy in a what?

- Wasn't no crack heads up in there.

He by himself.

He ain't talking though, so why don't you

see if you can get him to say something.

- Really?

- Just go talk to him.

Just go talk to him.

I cannot believe you.

- Love you.

- Who would you do something like this?

You don't talk much

but you damn sure can eat.

That's all right, baby.

You ain't got to talk

'til you get good and ready.

My name is Chiron.

People call me Little.

All right then, Little.

Well Im'ma call you

by your name, then.

Where you from, Chiron?

Liberty City.

You live with your mama?

Yes.

What about your daddy?

That's all right.

You want us to take you home, then, after

you get finished eating your food?

Yeah, you gotta tell us

where you live, bruh.

No...

Okay.

You can stay here tonight.

Teresa...

Would you like that?

Okay.

What happened?

Huh?

What happened, Chiron?

Why you didn't come home

like you supposed to?

Huh?

And who is you?

Nobody.

I found him yesterday.

Found him in a hole on 15th.

Yeah.

That one.

Some boys chased him in the cut.

He's scared more than anything.

He wouldn't tell me where

he lived 'til this morning.

Well, thanks for seeing to him.

He usually can

take care of hisself...

he good that way, but...

Little man.

You a real damn prize, Chiron,

you know that?

You got'sta come home when you

meant to come home.

You hear?

That's all right, baby.

That's all right.

Mama just glad you're home.

Nuh-uh.

TV privilege is revoked.

Find something for you to read.

Where the ball at?

I don't got the ball no more!

Hey, Little!

Wassup, man?

Hey, Kevin.

Why'd you leave?

I don't know.

Yeah, it get borin'

after a while.

What?

Is it bleedin'?

What?

You funny, man.

Why you say that?

You just is, that's all.

Why do you always let people

pick on you, man?

What you mean?

You always letting them

pick on you.

So what I gotta do?

All you gotta do is show

these niggas you ain't soft.

But I ain't soft.

I know, I know.

But it don't mean nothing

if they don't know it.

Come on.

You want these fools

to pick on you every day?

See Little?

I knew you wasn't soft.

Come on, man.

Give me your head.

Let your head rest in my hand.

Relax.

I got you.

I promise.

I'm not going to let you go.

Hey man, I got you.

There you go.

Ten seconds.

Feel that right there?

You're in the middle

of the world, man.

That's good.

Do like this.

Look at you.

More athletic.

There you go.

Yeah.

I think you ready.

I think we got a swimmer.

You wanna try?

You ready to swim?

Go.

Yeah, man!

Yeah!

Let me tell you something, man.

There are black people

everywhere.

You remember that, okay?

No place you can go in the world

ain't got no black people.

We was the first ones

on this planet.

I been here a long time...

but I'm from Cuba.

Lotta black folks in Cuba, but you

wouldn't know it from being here, though.

I was a wild li'l shorty, man.

Just like you.

Runnin' around with no shoes on

when the moon was out.

This one time...

I run by this old...

this old lady.

I was runnin', hollerin'...

and cuttin' a fool, boy.

This old lady, she stopped me.

She said...

"Running around...

catching up all that light.

In moonlight...

black boys look blue.

You blue.

That's what I gon' call you.

Blue."

So your name Blue?

Nah.

At some point you gotta decide

for yourself who you gonna be.

Can't let nobody make

that decision for you.

How you like swimming, man?

Hmm?

That much, huh?

Hey, hold up, hold up.

Pick one.

Aah...

Ha ha. Good choice.

Put it in your pocket.

Hey.

Yo, hold up.

Whoa, whoa, hey...

Come on.

What's going on, Little Man?

Come on!

Man, they're all the same

as mine.

At least mine don't look

like Freddy Kruger.

Yours ugly as hell.

Mine don't look like no peanut.

Telling you, mine does not

look like no peanut.

Who let his ass in?

Somebody with you?

Man, I swear it was locked.

Man, ain't no foul. Ain't no foul.

S'up?!

You're dead, baby!

Right in your face!

It's what I paid for.

It ain't what I bought.

Man, that's Grade A quality.

What else you want me to do?

Nigga, this sh*t look more like Grade C.

Man, look.

I ain't goin' with that, man!

I want my money back.

What?!

Ain't no refund, man.

Just stuff it, man.

Keep movin'. Go on.

Yo what's up?

You all right?

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