Precious Page #4
Then my mother gets money
and the food stamps for me and Mongo.
Who is it?
It's Ms. Turner.
Social worker's here.
Why didn't you tell me that b*tch
was coming so f***ing early?
My f***ing wig. Come get my wig!
Come up!
Where's my lipstick?
Thank you, thank you.
- Get off of me.
- Leave that child alone, please.
Mind your goddamn business.
- Hi, Precious.
- Hey.
- Hello, Ms. Turner. How you doing?
- Hi, Mary. How are you?
Please excuse that.
My sweet grandbaby just knocked it over.
Please, have a seat. Excuse the mess.
- Thank you.
- Thanks.
How are you, Mary?
I'm doing really good, Ms. Turner.
Thank you.
When was the last time
you've taken her to the doctor?
Precious, when...
When did we take her? The baby?
Last month.
Yeah... On the 16th.
On the 16th. Yes, yes, ma'am.
Okay, and what did the doctor say?
They said
that she's progressing really good.
- That's good.
- Yes, ma'am.
And have you been looking for a job?
I have, Ms. Turner. I am.
But they've all been saying the same thing.
You know, they'll call me back.
They'll get back to me.
When did you go looking for the job?
I went last week
and I filled out several applications.
And they all said the same thing,
that they would call me.
Mommy!
No! No!
Is that a new microwave oven?
A... A microwave?
No, ma'am.
We warm our things up in the oven.
- I see. It's a toaster oven.
- Yes. Yes, ma'am.
Okay.
I will be seeing and speaking with you
in a week or so.
- In a week or so?
- Yes.
Okay, do you know what time you'll be...
You'll be coming?
- I'll let you know.
- Okay.
- I'll let you know.
- Thank you so much.
Precious, any questions for me?
How are you, Precious?
I'm doing good. How you doing?
I'm good, thank you.
Ladies, thank you for your time.
Thank you so much, Ms. Turner.
Have a great day.
- And you. Bye, Sheila.
- Bye.
Come get this motherfucking... Get her.
Moving all around and sh*t
while I'm trying to talk to this b*tch.
Makes me f***ing itch.
She done threw her f***ing candy
on the floor.
Goddamn animal.
And now you gonna give it to her?
Put the f***ing candy back on the floor!
Then you go and pick it up
and let her have it.
You're so f***ing stupid.
Just like her dumb ass.
That b*tch gonna come up in here
and I gotta f***ing make pretend?
I'm so sick of it.
I don't know what the f***
you shaking your head for.
You didn't do no goddamn better.
You know what?
Let's talk about your father.
Tell me about your relationship with him.
I don't know much more
than you do, Ms. White.
It's Ms. Weiss.
Talk to me about
the little you do know about your father,
'cause it is important,
whether you know it or not.
He give me this baby
and my one before it, but I...
What did you say he gave you?
- Nothing.
- No, Claireece, you just said
your father gave you something.
- I heard you just say...
- You didn't hear sh*t.
- I heard you say your father...
- I ain't say nothing. I ain't say sh*t like it.
- I don't care, honey.
- I didn't say nothing like that.
- I need to know this.
- Let's move on.
I need to know this to help you.
- B*tch, can we change the subject?
- Okay.
Well, I'll see you next time, then.
Or maybe you'll see someone else.
But you're gonna have to talk to somebody
if you want your check, sweetie.
I see vampires, too.
They come at night.
They tell me I'm one of them.
They say, "Precious, you belong with us."
And then they go downstairs
through the floor.
The people that live under us,
they is vampires,
so that's where they should go.
They be so nasty, though,
leaving their dirty tampons and sh*t
in the garbage.
Don't even offer to take it out.
They got no f***ing home training.
I been going to the doctor, too. It's nice.
Ms. Rain fall out when she found out
I ain't never been to no doctor before.
Don't know how I had my first baby
on the kitchen floor
with my momma kicking me
upside my head.
Them the kind of things
you're talking about
when you say,
say whatever come to my mind?
That's the end of them welfare checks.
I just couldn't lie no more.
I shouldn't have said none of that.
Momma gonna kill me.
Motherfuckers!
Are we done?
I'm not doing this with you today.
At night, we went out on a field trip.
These girls is crazy.
Ain't nobody ever grabbed my hand
like that before.
...as a candidate
for the Democratic nomination
for the presidency
of the United States of America.
...and by having destroyed it,
now we don't know...
...and the testimony you're about to give
will be the truth, the whole truth...
I still have a dream.
It is a dream deeply rooted
in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day
this nation will rise up
and live out the true meaning of...
I'm gonna teach my baby all of this.
"We hold these truths to be self-evident,
"that all men are created equal."
No fear. That's bullshit. That's bullshit.
You mean, write a whole new one?
No, girl, if I need to
explain myself to you...
- You'll figure it out.
- You think that I'm stupid?
Oh, my God. That I believe in you?
That I think you're incredible?
Yes, but I don't know what to do.
All right, pull it together. Okay.
Who's next?
I'm happy to be writing.
- Go ahead, Rhonda.
- I'm happy to be in school, too.
Ms. Rain say we gonna write
every day in our notebook.
She gonna write back to us every day, too.
"Yesterday I went to church for
the first time since I come to this country.
"I got all the way to Brooklyn.
"The church was up the block and around
the corner upon the 3 train.
"The preacher preached
two and a half hours
- "about Jehovah.
- Rhonda! Rhonda!
"And how Lord Jesus, Son of God, Messiah,
Jehovah delivers."
Is that a fairytale?
Sit down.
Did anybody do this assignment?
Momma say this school ain't sh*t.
She say you can't learn nothing
writing in no book.
- This is a fairytale called "Enchanted."
- She wrong about that. I is learning.
"Once upon a time, in a faraway land,
"there lived a beautiful princess
named Joann-a.
"She was very, very fly
and extra, extra tall,
"and every single boy loved her,
big and small.
"Except for one idiot boy
who was so stupid and dumb.
"And out of all the cute boys who loved her,
he was the cutest one."
- That's all I got so far.
- That's a good beginning.
Thinking about little Mongo, too.
I miss her.
That's how you start a fairytale.
I'm gonna read to this baby, too,
and hang colors on its wall.
Listen, baby. Mother not dumb.
Mother love you. Listen.
"Once upon a time,
there was a magical princess
"who lived in a magical bubble
under the sea.
"And she was from land."
Stop screaming.
His name's Abdul Jamal Lewis Jones.
He healthy. His mother love him.
The food in this hospital's nasty.
It's not from here.
Where it from?
A little shop by my house where
I get my organic food,
so I don't have to eat that
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