Same Kind of Different as Me Page #5

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That yellow-eyed man

showed up in my cell,

with three of his friend.

And I had that knife.

I use it.

Went into Angola as a boy...

And came out a man.

But I had to kill to do it.

I'm sorry

i never told you that.

I figure once you find out

i was a felon...

Who had been in Angola...

Ain't no way

you'd want me around.

You're not a bad man.

You have the strongest heart.

And I'm glad we're friends.

I... am going

to wake up some teenagers.

Wish me luck.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Something else, Mr. Ron.

The work

miss Debbie's doing...

Is very important.

She's becoming precious

to god.

When you is precious

to god...

You as important to Satan.

Yeah?

Hey, dad.

You are hitting

that ball.

It's okay.

No, you played great

out there.

I'm so proud of you.

She's hitting the ball good,

isn't she? Huh?

Yeah, she is, trust me.

Well, I'm gonna go change.

Good to see you, Denver.

We'll get a bite.

Okay.

All right.

This some sort of

rich folk game?

Tennis?

No, no. Anybody can play.

You just make a reservation.

You wanna give it a shot,

we'll do it.

A what?

Reservation. It's, uh--

it's an appointment.

You make an appointment

to come out here and play.

Mr. Ron.

Any game you has to have

a reservation to play...

Is a rich folk game.

Well, you may be right.

Come on.

Did you hear me?

Yeah, yeah. Let's go.

Ron.

Hey, Hank,

how are you?

Good. Good.

Listen, Ron, I think

it's amazing what you guys

have done over at the mission.

I do wonder, though,

if maybe you aren't

taking things a bit too far.

What are you talking about?

I don't follow.

Listen, buddy,

I'm a philanthropist too, okay?

You wanna have a benefit,

raise some funds,

I'll be the first one

to cut a check.

But we come here to get away

from the world for a while.

And I'm not sure

what good it is

to remind us all

how fortunate we are over lunch.

Right. Talking about

my friend Denver, right?

Look, Ron, straight up,

i like you, I like your wife.

But I, along with most

of the other members,

have a problem with you bringing

your amigo negro around.

Sure. You can

tell him that yourself.

He's standing right there.

That's Denver.

My "amigo negro."

You got my back, Mr. Ron.

We's friend.

You gonna flush that?

Oh, yeah,

i always forget that part.

Y'all do this

down there.

"Down there."

I am not that short.

I know you're not.

Your spirit is

much bigger than that.

Okay, that's good.

Set the plate

towards the street.

I think it's better

back there.

Can you put it back?

Ron hall.

Kidneys are up here.

Bladder here.

And this is the spot right here

that we're worried about.

Okay? We have to do

further tests, but we don't know

what it is right now.

Hi.

Hey.

Hi.

How long

have I been out?

Couple hours.

Yeah.

Where are the kids?

They just went downstairs

to get a bite.

They've been here

the whole time.

Cancer.

Gonna beat it.

Okay?

I prayed all last night.

I asked god to heal her.

I also ask him why.

Why have you done this

to a woman

who has been nothing

but a faithful servant to you?

Doing what you say,

helping folk.

It really don't make

no sense to me.

But every once in a while...

I'd see a shooting star

burn across the black sky.

Bright one minute.

And gone the next.

I couldn't understand why

i never could see where it went.

I think god

was giving me a lesson

about miss Debbie.

And the word say

god put every stars

in the heaven.

And he even gave

every one of them a name.

If one was gonna

fall from the sky,

that was up to him too.

Maybe we can't see

where it's gonna wind up.

But god can.

Hey.

Where are you gonna be

in the morning?

I'm homeless.

Where else would I be?

Pull.

Pull.

That's all there is

to it, boys.

And here I thought

white folk fishing was odd.

You call this hunting?

No, Denver.

You'd actually like this.

Get up here. Come on.

Guns ain't not toys,

Mr. Ron.

When I shoot one,

it's business.

I'll go see if miss Debbie

needs some help in the kitchen.

All right.

You weren't really gonna let--

let him have that gun, were you?

You gonna do this now,

Earl?

Hmm?

I'm gonna make myself a drink.

Hey, what is it about Denver

that bothers you anyway?

Why should anything about him

bother me?

I think

giving a loaded shotgun

to a man who lives in a dumpster

on purpose

is a perfectly sane thing to do.

Try not to do it

when I'm around.

And one other thing.

Does he have to be invited

to every family gathering?

Know what I mean?

Pull.

What about this guy down here?

The tall one.

Still waters run deep.

- Okay.

- Look at this.

That's it.

There we go.

Oh, my god.

- Great job.

- Everything looks beautiful.

Oh, no. It was nothing.

Amazing job.

Yes.

Thank you.

So good.

Good.

I'm just grateful that

we can all be here together.

Hey, mama,

you wanna say grace?

Of course.

Why don't you let Denver do it?

Yeah, okay.

Oh, boy. Really?

Yeah.

Lord, we here

to celebrate your birthday.

And we thank you

for the good folk

around this table.

I know most folk think they's

the only customer god got.

So we ain't gonna ask

too much today.

We just asking you

to clean up the mess

and praise you for giving

miss Debbie the strength

to prepare this celebration.

In your precious name.

Amen.

--Amen.

Thanks. Let's eat.

- Yes.

-You start that quick.

I'm starving.

Hope you've been lifting.

I do.

Let me get some dressing--

yes, can you pass some ham

to Denver, please?

You want a roll?

Absolutely.

I don't know...

You know she does.

Of course she does.

...why everyone's making

such a big deal over cancer.

I've had prostate cancer

four years now.

Doesn't bother me a bit.

Don't worry about it, Deborah.

Ask me, they're making

a big deal about nothing.

Nobody asked you.

What is your problem?

Oh, great. Perfect.

I'm the bad guy, right?

Now you're turning

my own grandkids against me.

Can't you ever shut up?

I didn't do anything.

Let's go home, tommye.

Drive careful,

all right?

I will.

Okay. Okay, okay.

I love you.

Love you too.

I don't want your gift.

Take it.

And I don't want you

to ever come back here.

Bless him.

Bless who?

Your mean old daddy's

got a good man inside of him.

The way I figure,

if it hadn't been for him,

there wouldn't be no you.

And I'd still be in the bushes

instead of here with you

and your family, Mr. Ron.

Hey, you're a good man,

Denver.

My father's not.

He just lost his last chance

to prove me wrong.

What are you doing?

Hey.

I'm looking through

this... insurance.

Well, you look great.

Thanks.

Where are you going?

Well, if I have faith

that I'll be healed,

I need to start acting normal.

So, I'm going shopping.

Okay. All right.

Well, I'm driving.

Oh, uh-uh. No, no.

No, of course I am.

No, no, no.

No, that wouldn't be normal.

You sure?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll see you later.

Hey, um, Debbie?

I'm sorry.

You don't know me,

but I've heard so much about you

and the work you've done

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