Where God Left His Shoes Page #2

So, what you doing?

Just trying to bring some

Christmas spirit to this place.

Oh, yeah, it's really working.

Look at that.

- How was work?

- I made 50 bucks.

- You usually make 75.

- Yeah, usually.

Look, I don't wanna talk about it,

all right?

Okay.

Where are the kids?

Justin's outside

playing with some friends

and Christina's on the bed playing with

some toys the Salvation Army dropped off.

Hey, Tina.

- Who's your friend?

Smiddy.

Hi.

Get the hell out of here.

Angie.

Angie. I can't find my jacket.

What?

I think somebody stole my jacket.

Can you believe that? Jesus.

Hey, excuse me,

can I talk to you for a second?

Someone stole my jacket last night.

I need to file a report.

Actually, Mr. Diaz, I was

just about to come and find you.

Uh, follow me. I need to talk to you.

Did you find it?

You're not gonna believe this.

You're not gonna believe it.

What? What's wrong?

We gotta leave the shelter.

What?

Remember that list I put us on

for the apartments a couple months ago?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, well, they called us.

- You're kidding me.

- Yeah.

We're gonna be in our own apartment

for Christmas after all.

What do you think of that?

I'm not kidding. I gotta see

the property manager in an hour.

- Oh, my God.

- Didn't I tell you?

- Didn't I promise you?

- You did, you did.

- I promised you, right?

- Is Santa Claus gonna come this year?

There is no Santa Claus.

Really, stupid, think about it.

How can Santa Claus

go to everyone's house

in the whole wide world in one night?

Don't listen to your brother. He doesn't

know his ass from his mouth.

Sweetie, you know what?

Santa already came.

- He brought us a beautiful apartment.

- But I want my doll back.

Aw.

- Well...

You know what Papa's gonna do?

I'm gonna call Santa personally

and make sure that he hooks you up

with whatever it is you want.

Let me get a little giggle out of you.

- Nothing?

- She's tired.

All right. I gotta go, honey. Come on.

Why don't you take

the troublemaker with you,

and I'll take Tina to the clinic

and pack everything up?

You get the easy way out, huh?

- You know he can't stay here.

- I get stuck with him.

- Come on, Justin.

- Why can't I stay here?

Because you're coming with me, that's

why. Come on, bundle up, champ.

- Bundle up.

- You can't go out like that.

Come on, baby. I'm five blocks

from the subway, then a couple of blocks...

Just take that.

- See you back here in a couple of hours?

- With a key.

With the key to our new apartment.

Thank God.

Oh, it's freezing.

- Come on, let's go.

- Why can't I stay here?

Because you can't, that's why.

It's not safe.

- I can protect myself.

- Oh, yeah?

You can protect yourself

from a grown man?

Yeah, hell, yeah.

Yeah, let someone try something.

- Where the hell you get that?

- I got it from a friend.

Can I see it?

What the hell are you doing with this,

man? What's wrong with you?

- What?

- Carrying sh*t like that.

- What's wrong with you?

- I can protect myself.

- You can protect yourself from a man?

- Yeah.

- You think you could?

- Yeah.

Come on, protect yourself.

What you gonna do now?

What you gonna do now?

Come on, what you gonna do?

Protect yourself.

If you can do it, man,

if you can protect from me,

you can stay here all day. Come on.

- Ugh.

- Uh-huh.

Just as I thought.

You're an a**hole.

Don't ever let me catch you

with a knife again, you hear me?

Whatever.

- Go under, go under.

- What?

Go under.

Go, go!

Hi. Merry Christmas. I'm Frank Diaz.

I'm here to see Carita

about an apartment.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, look. Hey, hey, look.

Yankee Stadium, man.

- We can watch the game from here.

- Oh.

- That's cool.

Okay, Mr. Diaz, it's $201 a month.

And utilities included,

first and last month's security.

There's three bedrooms down the hall.

This is it. What do you think?

Well, it's not exactly

where God left his shoes,

but it'll do.

You can actually move in today.

That's great, that'd be great.

If you're handy, you can, mm,

fix it up, do something with it.

Yeah, I know. Put a little muscle to it,

maybe paint it, you know?

- Yeah.

- Change the floors a bit.

- I could do something with that.

- Yeah, well, wonderful, wonderful.

Um, why don't we go back to my office,

and we can get the paperwork filled out?

It's Christmas Eve.

I know you'd like to be in.

- I would love that. You saw that, man?

I know.

- How great is that?

Awesome.

Here you go. Fill this out.

- What is this?

The application. You need a pen?

Sir, you need a pen?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thank you, thank you.

Okay.

You all right?

Yeah.

You know what, do you mind

if I filled it out right outside?

- Be just a second.

All right.

Thank you. Come with me.

Here, fill that out.

- Why?

- Just fill it out.

Why can't you do it?

Because my wrist is killing me

from the last fight, that's why.

It is. My wrist is killing me.

Just fill it out, all right?

Then anything you don't understand,

just ask me, all right?

Here's your application,

and here's the $400.

Well, actually, it's $398,

but I'll get you the 2 bucks

in about two days, all right?

Okay, that's fine.

You didn't fill out

the employment section.

Right, because, uh,

I'm in between jobs right now.

I'm a boxer.

One of the requirements

in qualifying for an apartment here

is that you have some form of income.

No, I do, I do.

I just work off the books, that's all.

So it's, like, construction and, you know,

work hasn't been steady lately...

Unfortunately, I can't put down

that you work off the books.

Right. I'm gonna have a few jobs

lined up right after Christmas.

That won't work.

Management is very strict,

and since you don't have

a guaranteed form of income,

I can't process your application.

I will have to put you back on the list.

What are you talking about?

I can't give you the apartment unless

you are presently employed, on the books.

Your name will go on the list.

When an apartment becomes available,

I'll contact you.

My family's in a shelter,

and I can't do it anymore.

We just can't do it anymore.

Do you understand?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, sir.

I don't know what else to tell you.

You can tell me the apartment is ours,

and we can move in there today.

I can't do that.

Come on, it's Christmas.

It's Christmas. Give me a break.

Can you cut me a break, please?

I promise you,

I'll have a job by the first of the year.

I guarantee.

I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do.

I have a family too, and if I

put you down for the apartment

and get caught, I can lose my job.

Justin, wait for me outside.

- Give her hell.

- Yeah.

Let me explain something to you.

Let me explain my situation to you, maybe.

Maybe you'll understand, um.

Me and my family,

we've been having some hard months,

and all we want is to have an apartment

for Christmas, that's all.

That's all we want.

Look, I understand your position.

I know what you're in,

but imagine having children

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