Pay It Forward Page #4

...try a Little bit and help--

You' re still here?

I hope it's okay.

-He's asleep.

-Good, okay.

How did you know where he was?

Well, kids, they either hitchhike

or they take a bus.

-Listen--

-You're welcome.

No, you don't have to.

-I understand--

-Wait. Goddamn, I want to thank you.

Thank you.

You' re welcome.

-Wasn't quite worth it, was it?

-No.

I was wondering, do you want to come

back here sometime?

Have dinner with me?

I' m not entirely sure

that would be appropriate.

Okay. I understand.

-Good night.

-Good night.

Why'd you do that man

the favor, Sidney?

No, it's Like three favors, player.

You got to do three.

I'll do the other two here

for my folks.

A Lot of brothers need favors in here.

But who told you to do it?

It's Like this idea I got.

You gonna put this on TV?

How did you come up with

an idea Like that?

Man, it's Like....

It's Like the world is a shithole.

Excuse my French and sh*t.

And it's Like...

... I just thought, Like, boom!

Like the whole sh*t could be,

Like, better.

It didn't start with anyone else?

No, n*gger.

That sh*t came from here.

The sh*t came from my head.

I can't Lie.

I been through some heavy-ass sh*t.

But not no more,

because it changed me.

And I' m changing this place, man.

I mean, people are Listening to me.

People are staying clean.

I mean, it's Like some cosmic

Aristotle sh*t. You feel me?

-Yeah.

-Yeah, no doubt.

-I feel you.

-No doubt, dog, no doubt.

The thing is, Sidney...

...somebody else is saying

that pay it forward was their idea.

Who?

I think you know who.

That b*tch?

She a Lying-ass b*tch.

She's a Lying b*tch.

She's got your head.

She makes a pretty good case,

though, Sid.

That old crusty bag Lady?

This is all from me.

All from my heart, dog.

Sidney, it doesn't matter if you got

it from the Lady or not.

You're the one paying it forward.

In prison, no Less.

The parole board will eat that up.

-Oh, the parole board.

-The parole board.

Oh, snap, yo. You good, man.

It's Like a carrot for

the mouse and sh*t.

No doubt. It's too bad my parole don't

come up for another year, B.

What if I can make it so your parole

comes up next month?

Hello.

Oh, hello.

Did you know I worked here?

No, I didn't. Really.

Just dropped in for

a Little game of craps?

No, I Like that coffee shop.

They have good food.

Yeah, they got good pancakes.

Yeah.

Fluffy.

-Want me to bring you back something?

-Oh, no, thanks.

-I get off in an hour.

-Really?

Yeah, really.

Well, if you were going to eat

anyway then....

If you wanted, maybe....

If you were hungry, we could....

We could, if you were,

if you want to...

...eat something...

...sometime.

Give me a seven iron, please.

Yes, sir.

May I help you?

I am not stalking the governor, Jordy.

Sh*t. Chandler.

You scared me. You Look Like crap.

What are you doing here?

-I want to talk to him, Jordan.

-Your questions piss him off.

-Is that why I got the bounce?

-He won't talk to you.

-Tell him I'm a candygram.

-Stop it.

I've been sitting on a story for

2 years about a party he had.

The clean-up crew found syringes,

size 1 2 high heels, animal droppings.

That can't be right, can it?

You really had this, you'd have used it.

Bullshit. His friends in high places

had me kill it...

...but since I got fired,

I'm not feeling that Loyal.

-What do you want?

-Four million dollars.

I' m kidding, man. Relax.

A phone call.

I just need a phone call.

I need a massage for a friend's

parole date. That's it.

-They kept me "0 minutes over.

-Did you call him?

I couldn't remember the name of the

restaurant. I remember the hotel--

If you're Late he thinks

it means you don't respect him.

What?

If you're Late, he'll think it means

you don't respect him.

Wear this.

-I want to wear the green dress.

-You Look Like a vampire in that.

I got to take a shower.

-What?

-I smell horrible.

No, you don't! You smell good.

You smell Like roses or something.

Let me just wash under my arms.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I' m sure.

Don't interrupt him in

the middle of a sentence.

Am I supposed to raise my hand?

-Get me my shoes. Those sandals.

-No, these.

I' m not wearing those.

They' re too sexy.

You' re Late. You owe him.

-I owe him? Who are you?

-Go.

No stupid jokes! He's not

that kind of person.

Thank you very much. Where's the phone?

I got to call for a cab.

If I take a bus, I'll be

another hour Late.

-Stop yapping.

-I've got to call for a cab.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God. You' re just about....

You' re the greatest son in the world!

Okay, you have to go.

Here, here.

Go, go.

-Lock both doors!

-I will.

-I Love you!

-Love you too, Mom.

I respect you!

They kept me Late at work...

...and then I got on the bus to go

home and change, which was stupid.

I' m sorry, but I was all the way--

You' re right on time.

I' m sorry.

I was Living in Vegas. One night I

was walking down the street.

Minding my own. Wasn't doing

nothing to nobody.

I was just on my way to church.

Out of nowhere these five Bloods just

peeled out of a truck.

And one of them, man,

was real black.

Man, I start swinging one by one

Like, " N*gger, take that! "

Like Ali on them b*tches.

I was like....

"What's up, n*gger, what's up? "

All five of them got up

and started chasing me, man.

"We going to kill you, Crip. "

I was like,

"You can 't catch me, Blood. "

Then, man, all of a sudden,

out of nowhere...

... that's when I ran into

this old lady.

That's who you want to know about.

Sh*t!

Hey, you in trouble?

-What?

-Get in.

Get in?

Come on, get in.

Sh*t!

What are we doing?

Whatever we want.

Damn!

You think I'm going for your dried-up

crusty ass? Whatever.

Shoot. I smell better than you do.

Yeah, all right.

All right, so what?

What you want?

Don't matter...

... because you ain't going to do it.

You damn right about that. Sh*t.

Hey, not in my car.

Sh*t, not in my car.

Oh, my bad. My bad.

This is your pad? You don't want me

to jack up your pretty curtains.

Son of a b*tch.

I paid it forward for a hophead

son of a b*tch.

You paid it what? I didn't hear that.

I ain't going to tell you because your

ass ain't good enough to touch it.

Oh, my ass ain't good enough, huh?

Now you gonna tell me.

You gonna tell me.

An old bat Living in her car in Las

Vegas tells you about pay it forward?

She ain't want to, but I wouldn't

stop until she Let it out.

What I really want to know is why?

Why did you pay it forward?

Because don't nobody tell me what

I can and can't touch.

You're not supposed to date

for a year.

They' re not dates.

Seven dinners. What are they?

-It's a couple of adults sitting down.

-Does he pay?

-He pays for everything.

-Did anybody ask you?

-He doesn't know many people.

-He Likes her.

-So?

-He fixed your TV remote.

-That's an engagement ring.

-And he doesn't drink.

Don't you got to pee? Look.

-I need a smoke.

-Yeah. Over there.

-So has he kissed you?

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