The Golden Door

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Everywhere I see your faces...

Everywhere you sing

your smile and...

Every time you're not around...

It doesn't matter,

'Cause you're everywhere to me...

Everyone you've ever known...

Counts on you...

Waits for you...

To come through...

Don't you know...

That you're gonna

break through?

And everywhere

you came and left...

You came in the name

of love and...

Left a wake of happiness

and tenderness...

And sweet conflict...

Sweet conflict...

You hang around...

You come on down...

You come on

down...

And it's on...

And on and on and on...

It's on...

It goes on...

You're everywhere...

Everywhere everywhere...

To me...

Everywhere everywhere...

Everywhere...

To me...

Calling...

Calling...

I'm calling your number...

Calling...

I'm calling your number...

Calling...

I'm calling your number...

Calling your number...

I'm calling your number...

Calling...

You're everywhere...

You're everywhere to me...

Everywhere to me...

Oops, sorry, Shaquan.

Again you go down.

Very easy for me.

That's very unfortunate.

Now got get me some Yoo-hoos

and some blunt wraps...

in honor of my victories.

I got next.

Nah, I don't play

no charity games.

What, are you afraid

of the Irish hand?

Look, dawg,

I don't play no octagons, all right?

There's no Geritols on the court.

I'll kick your ass, salsa boy.

Let's go, fat man.

I'll even give you first serve.

Here comes the lightning.

Are you ready, boy?

Listen, you fat b*tch,

don't call me boy.

It's very embarrassing.

You smell like moth balls.

- Serve it up.

- Bring it.

Serve it.

Come on, serve it.

That's what I'm doing.

You all right, pops?

Enough to kick your ass, Julio.

Paco.

My name is Paco.

Whatever.

You all right, pops?

(echoing)

Want to take it easy

for a second?

Serve 'em up.

Pops, you all right?

Yeah.

Hey, come on, come on, pops.

Cut it out. Get up.

Hey, pops?

Yo, call 911.

Somebody call the 911.

(people chattering)

(kettle whistling)

He loved the game.

I'm sure he's happy

he died on the court.

He never should have been

playing in this heat.

he shouldn't have been playing at all.

(sighs)

[Man]:
All right, quiet.

Come on, quiet.

All right, shut it!

Well, you'd better get out there

before your uncle breaks something.

[Man]:
I'm gonna say something

about my brother.

John always talked about

having a wake like this, you know,

where family and friends came

and got stinking drunk...

and told stupid stories

about him.

I already talked

to a lot of you,

so the stupid part's

all taken care of, I guess.

But I loved my brother.

He- he was a lot of things

to a lot of people.

He was a husband...

to his beautiful Gracie.

He was a father...

to Henry and Cate.

He was a boss

in his own business.

He's probably raising a pint

right now...

and challenging

the Lord Christ himself...

in that big handball court

in the sky.

[Man]:

Here here. Yeah.

To John.

[All]:
To John.

Is there someplace

you and Henry and I can talk?

Oh, sure.

Hey.

[Woman]:
Jesus, Colin.

Doesn't anybody knock?

Sorry, Sheila.

(toilet flushes)

Why are we in my room?

It's not important

where we are, Hank,

only that we're here together,

which leads me to

why we're here together.

You're the head

of this household now.

You are, Hank,

not me.

I can't be, because...

I'm the head

of another household...

my household.

I'm Charlie Doyle, Henry.

This is Charlie Doyle, Henry.

I'm sorry we had to meet

under these circumstances.

I am your father's attorney.

There are some important

decisions...

Mr. Doyle has some important things

he needs to talk to you about.

There's no easy way

to put this, Henry,

so I'm just going

to be blunt.

The family's broke.

In fact, it's worse than that.

There are substantial debts.

Yeah, well, I figured my dad wasn't

too good with money,

but he did have

a life insurance policy, right?

Your father's life insurance company

expressly warned him...

about participating

in certain activities...

such as handball,

which they considered

a health risk.

He wasn't covered.

So there's no insurance money?

I'm afraid not.

Sorry.

What about the business?

Your father was the business.

There are no assets there.

Are you going to work?

I switched shifts

so I could be at the funeral.

(sighs)

Look,

at least the old man

went down swinging.

That's great, Uncle Colin.

I'm real proud.

Uh, Dean Swift.

Oh, hello, Henry.

I'm sorry to hear

about your father.

Thank you.

You know what?

I can come back.

Actually, I could use your help.

Come come.

I just have to fix this one model

for Miss Abel's class.

Can you hold the vagina

in place here...

Sure. I can do that.

...while I put the bladder in?

There you go.

Sorry to see you leave, Henry.

Your scores were beginning

to improve.

Well, it should just be

temporary.

Can you pass me the rectum?

(whispers)

The rectum.

Thank you.

Henry, this is an ovary.

You should be able to recognize

a rectum by now.

You're better than that.

You're right.

Is this it?

Mm-hmm, yes.

That's a rectum.

I want to complete my coursework

as soon as possible.

I just really need to make

some money right now.

I understand, Henry.

You have two years to make up

the remaining classes.

I hope to do it

as soon as I can.

Do you see the testicular

self-examination model?

Oh.

You take care

of yourself, Henry.

- Thank you.

- We'll all be pulling for you.

I can help you?

I'm here to see George.

Okay.

The name?

Uh, George...

George...

No, buddy, not his name.

I know his name.

He's writing my paycheck.

Your name.

Sorry. Henry O'Shea.

Mr. George, there's a Henry O'Shea

in the lobby.

I'll be right there.

Okay.

He's coming.

Great.

You like working here?

(elevator dings)

O'Shea?

Yeah.

Yeah, hi. What?

- What?

- What are you looking at?

Nothing.

- I'm Henry.

- Yeah, George.

Come on, we'll take this

down to my office.

The first thing you need to know is

you never go through that front door.

The only time you're in the front

is when you're in uniform.

- You got it?

- Got it.

Got it?

Look, kid, your Uncle Colin and I...

we go way back.

I'm doing him a solid

giving you a job.

Okay, thank you, sir.

No no no, you save the "sir" crap

for the tenants, all right?

Me- my name's George.

That's what you call me.

I know I look like a fighter,

but I'm a real pussycat.

Ask anybody.

Go ahead, sit down.

Yeah, just put that on the floor.

So what makes you think

you're doorman material?

Uh...

You Uncle Colin said that you

wanted to be a nurse...

- but you couldn't hack it, right?

- No, not exactly.

Look, I don't give a horse's tit

about your past.

Billy Donovan was a fruit.

He worked here for 15 years.

You know, your past

is your past.

Your Uncle Colin says

you're a good kid,

so you're a good kid

until you prove otherwise.

Okay, good, but...

Save it for the shrink.

Let's go over the rules.

The most important rule,

the golden rule is...

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