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for your boys? Too busy fronting?

Too busy snowflaking.

And if that's the case, watch your back.

White women don't bring

nothing but trouble.

- That ain't white women, but women.

- That's your women.

We're gonna check out some honeys

on the west side. You riding?

Hell, no. This ain't about no honeys.

I know what it's about.

Those fools we stomped at Steps

hit my corner four strong last week.

- I gotta handle myself.

- They're gonna handle you.

They can bring it. I've got my heat.

That gat's only gonna create mayhem.

That's a black man's life.

Madness and mayhem.

How do you know?

You just got out of Juvie,

and now you're talking

about starting some more sh*t?

That sh*t ain't funny.

You act like you don't know

who you are no more.

And what's up out there

for anybody who ain't you?

I'm still from this neighbourhood,

but you...

Happens when a white girl

goes to your head.

- Or gives you some...

- Shut up, Lip.

I know what's out there,

it ain't like you can't get past it.

- But you're getting in your own way.

- I had help getting in my own way.

Hey, what's up?

- What the hell was that?

- I was trying to block the ball.

You b*tch!

Good going, Sara!

That's it! Nikki, back off!

Oh, yes! All day!

What is this sh*t?!

- Malakai! Are you all right?

- Yeah.

It ain't over, b*tch.

I don't even know why it started, b*tch.

'Cause you're always in my way.

Only when it comes to Derek.

That's what this is all about.

No, it's about you.

White girls like you.

Creeping up, taking our men...

The whole world ain't enough,

you gotta conquer ours too.

Derek and I like each other,

and if you have a problem

with that, screw you.

I'll get it.

Yes, I'm coming.

- Oh, hi.

- Sh*t!

- I'm okay.

- Let me see.

- I'm really okay, I'm...

- What did she do?

Now is really not a good time

to talk. I'll call you.

- Here, let me see.

- That stings.

Yeah, but it's gonna keep your face

from swelling up like a pumpkin.

Hold it on there.

So, what are you gonna do?

Come on, it's payback time.

Either you're down or you're not.

Either you're my boy or you ain't,

simple as that.

Hey, baby, we lit it up out there.

Did you see us, D Man?

Do you see us? We're talking.

Anyway, we lit it up and...

Come on, that sh*t ain't funny.

- Damn right it ain't funny!

- I thought you liked it down there.

Your specialty, ain't it?

Crawling like a b*tch?

That was a reflex action

in the heat of a moment.

You're rude and wrong to bring

that sh*t up in mixed company.

- I'm gonna go home. Are you ready?

- No, he's not. He's talking to me.

This is an A and B conversation.

You gotta go? See yourself home.

- F*** you.

- What the hell is your problem, man?

- You gonna cover her back, not mine?

- Because you're wrong.

No, you're wrong. You've been wrong.

You ain't even worth sh*t no more.

Get out of my face, college boy.

And take

that trailer trash whore with you.

His pyjamas are in the bag. If it is

as cold as it was today, put them on.

Hey, what's wrong

with my nephew here?

Come on. It's okay, it's okay.

- What's wrong with him?

- He don't know you, Kenny.

I'm his father. He knows me.

- What should I do?

- Come around more often.

- I can't talk to you.

- And I can't depend on you.

What do you think I use

to raise this baby? Oxygen?

He has needs, Kenny,

and his needs require money.

Here we go.

And we're gonna keep going

until I get what I need from you.

I'm doing the best that I can. Do you

think your mouth helps the situation?

I'm just trying to deal with

this sh*t. I didn't ask for this.

What, and I did? I climbed

on top of myself and got pregnant?

I don't have time for this. You want

me to take him to my mother's?

Get his sh*t ready. Get his sh*t...

Get him ready!

You're not taking my son tonight,

not with that temper and attitude.

Fine then, I won't take him.

I'm out of here.

Go ahead, leave!

That's what you're good at!

Your son ain't seen nothing

but your back since he was born!

Shawana Clarke. Shawana Clarke.

- Do you want me to take him?

- No.

I have been here for an hour and a half.

Am I gonna see a doctor soon?

- We'll get you in as soon as we can.

- My appointment was an hour ago.

- I got here early.

- We're doing the best we can.

Is there somebody else I can talk to?

Wench, gotta stand over her to make

sure she puts your name on the list.

Trifling b*tch.

I'll get that.

I know, I know, I know.

So your dad's tripping

about the fight?

- Yeah.

- Probably thinks it's Derek's fault.

No, I explained about Nikki.

So you put it all on her.

None of it's on you?

She started it.

I told you what she said.

She shouldn't fight with you,

but she had reason to say what she said.

Wait a minute. You agree with her?

You and Derek act like it don't

bother people to see you together.

Like it don't hurt people to see it.

Well, we like each other.

What is the big damn deal?

It's me and him,

not us and other people.

Black people, Sara. Black women.

Derek's about something. He's smart,

he's motivated, he's for real.

He's not gonna

make babies and not care,

run the streets messing up his life.

He's gonna make something of himself.

And here you come, white,

and you take one of the few decent men

we have left after jail,

drugs and drive-bys.

That is what Nikki meant

about you up in our world.

There's only one world, Chenille.

That is what they teach you.

We know different.

I don't understand.

I thought we were friends.

You want to be a friend?

Don't just be here to be here.

Open up your pretty brown eyes

and look the hell around.

Excuse me.

Come on, Sara,

this is for your audition.

Come on. You're not attacking it.

You're not working it, come on.

- I'll get it right the next time.

- You've got to get it right now.

- I can't work like this.

- Like what?

Like this, with you dictating to me.

All right, let's take a break.

I'm sorry. It's just

that the audition's next week

and everything's so messed up

at school. I'm feeling a bit weird.

You know, everything's gonna

be okay. I feel it.

- So, did you pick out a dress yet?

- A dress?

Yeah, you know,

girls wear those sometimes.

Steps, Main Squeeze night.

Couples only Saturday night.

We already talked about this,

remember?

I didn't know we had decided on it.

Well, Steps, what's there

to decide about it?

I just thought that... I thought

that with the fight and everything

maybe we should cool it

for a little while.

What?

What are you saying? Are you saying

that you don't want to be with me?

- Or that you won't be seen with me?

- I'm just saying I'm confused.

Confused about what? Me?

A little bit. I don't know.

- Yes... no... maybe...

- Maybe?

Are we just talking

about Steps and school

or are you talking about the grocery

store, the sidewalk, the museums?

Break it down, I don't get it.

When is it okay for us

to be together, to be seen together?

I'm trying to be honest.

Nobody wants to see us together.

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