The Brothers Page #4
- I think we should just tell him.
- No.
No, I'll do it.
I'll do it in my own time.
Fine.
I'll go before your mama
kills that girl.
I'll take Ursula her drink.
Nice meeting you.
Nice to meet you.
Can I talk to you?
Yeah.
- Why'd you bring another woman over?
- Hey, son.
I have my own life now.
You know what I'm saying?
- What do you think about Denise?
- She seems nice.
- Are you guys serious?
- Yeah, it's going good.
That's good. I'm happy for you.
Mama's gonna be upset
about this for a week.
Come on, son.
Your mother and I are divorced.
She understands that.
Yeah, but I still don't get it.
How can two people live and stay
together for 25 years and leave?
You know why your mother
and I split, son.
Terry's getting married.
- Little Terry?
- Yeah, well, he's big Terry now.
That's good news. I'm happy for him.
Come on, now, tell me.
You're not taking that fall?
Oh, hell, no.
No, marriage, it's not for me.
Come on, you can't judge
by looking at me and your mother.
Your mother and I
had some great years together, son.
Who knows, your luck might be
better than mine.
They say talent skips a generation.
I'll remember that.
Hey, why don't you come down
and visit your old man sometimes?
I'm always at the dealerships.
Yeah, I'll do that.
- Hey, baby.
- Dad, where is it?
In the driveway.
- Come on, let's go.
- Come on, check this out.
Daddy!
You guys, get in, get in.
Whoa, back it up, man. Back it up.
I don't want to see you around here.
I don't want any boys in here.
Understand?
Stay on the main street,
don't drive down to the hood.
- Okay.
Mama, let Tyrel come live with me.
No.
I told you, I'm not letting him go.
- Why not? He's my brother.
- Half-brother.
All I'm saying is that the boy
is not happy here.
It not like his daddy's around.
Don't even bring up that fool to me.
Left me for some white woman.
- Hawaiian.
- Lf she ain't black, she's white.
That's what I mean.
That's ridiculous.
Fact of life.
That's crazy! Latino women?
"no speak the goddamn English."
You know what? The both of you are
just like your daddies, full of it.
How long will you see them in us?
What they did is wrong,
but me and Tyrel, we didn't do it.
Can we get a little love?
I raised you.
That's love.
Oh, really.
Then, prove it, Mama.
Can you give your son
a kiss and a hug?
You too old for that now.
You can't do it...
...can you?
You're acting crazy, just stop it.
Mama, when was the last time
you gave me a hug?
What was it? 10 years ago?
Right after Tyrel's father left?
Mama, 10 years is a long time.
Come on, Mama, I'm waiting.
Give me love, Mama.
Get out of my house
with this nonsense.
When Tyrel gets old enough, Mama...
...he's gonna come live
with his big brother.
He can get love from me.
You can believe that.
Mama?
Hey, now, how are you doing?
Oh, hey, son.
Look how pretty you look today.
I don't look dead.
That's all I care about.
Come on, Mama,
don't say stuff like that.
You gonna live forever.
What are you talking about, Derrick?
Everybody dies.
I drank too much when I carried you.
You drank when you were pregnant?
Well, yeah. It's not like I was
operating heavy machinery or nothing.
Look...
...Mama...
...I want you to come live with
me and my family.
When did you get married?
Three years ago.
You were there, remember?
Yeah, that's right. We ate chicken.
Yes, we did.
How's my grandbaby?
Janel? Oh, Janel is wonderful.
James and Amber,
those are your other children.
I know who they are!
Boy, are you high or something?
No, ma'am, no.
Look, we just don't think
you belong here anymore.
I like it here.
I know, Mama, but I miss you.
And you know what?
Janel, she'd love having
her grandmother around.
- And your wife?
- I'm working on that.
I'll bet you are.
- We don't like each other.
- Mama...
Evil witch.
No, I think I'm gonna stay right here.
That was fine when you and Daddy
were here together.
But now, Daddy's gone, and when you...
Mama, I'm sorry.
Yeah, things were a lot different
when your father was alive.
Hey, look, I am supposed
to be taking you to lunch.
You come over here
with your fine brown frame.
I know you run numbers out of here.
This ain't fooling nobody.
- Come on.
- Who's collecting my money?
No idea who flattened your car tires?
No, and you know,
it could be anybody.
Lawyers make a lot of enemies.
I bet it was a woman.
That's how we get back at men.
A car is just
a big old dick with wheels.
Counsellor?
Hi, judge. I'm having my lunch here.
permanently barred from your cases.
Yes, and I think you'd agree
I'm right, after what happened.
Hi. I'm Jesse.
Are you a lawyer too?
No, I'm sort of a teacher.
Teacher.
What's the pay these days
for teachers?
Carla, there is no reason for this.
- Right, sorry. Have a nice lunch.
- Thank you.
- What's her problem?
- No idea.
Excuse me, what did you say?
Carla, why are you making a scene?
I'm not making a scene.
Now, what did you say?
- I said...
- Oh, sh*t.
...what's your problem?
My problem is tired-ass men
like this.
And women who get the world...
...given to them,
but you have to have our men too.
- Get that finger out of my face.
- Or else what?
What are you gonna do?
What're you gonna do?
- Damn!
- What is going on?
Bro, take Buffy the Negro Slayer
and get out of my spot!
I was just trying...
Come on, Jesse. Let's just go.
I can't believe you.
Just get in the car.
Why are you mad at me?
You just assaulted a judge, Jesse.
She curses us both out,
jabs her finger into my face...
...and you yell at me?
You had no right to hit her.
That was childish.
I got a reputation,
and you made me look stupid in there.
You ain't no different.
- What do you mean, "different"?
- Nothing, let's just go.
You thought I'd be different
because I'm white?
- Didn't say that.
- You know what?
You are a self-centred,
arrogant fool.
Let me tell you something...
...women have one thing in common:
We don't like bullshit men.
And that's you, the bullshit man.
Get out of my face.
Hey, you want some too?
I got one ass-kicking left
with your name.
I don't have time. I don't
need the drama, Miss Jackie Chan.
I'll kick your ass
in this parking lot.
This white girl's got something
for you. Come get it.
- Hello?
- Hey.
Hey, baby, you still working?
No, no, I'm not at work.
Listen...
...why don't you come over?
Derrick.
Derrick.
We have been mad at each other
for too long.
It's time for some serious making up.
Yeah.
Hi.
Derrick.
Come on, baby. I'm really
gonna give it to you this time.
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