Where Hope Grows Page #4

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Okay. Speed kills.

I'll remember that.

Speed kills.

All right.

- You boys have a nice day.

- All right.

- Thanks.

- Be careful.

Thank you, Officer.

Good job.

Good, good.

I think you better drive.

Well...

you're about to drive a car.

Go.

Real slow.

Keep your eyes on the road.

I've never driven a car before.

- I only have a bicycle.

- Well, you're doing good.

This is incredible!

Hey...

so I'm gonna be a little late.

Yeah, something came up.

I gotta take somebody to church

and it's taking a little

longer than I thought.

Yeah, I'll see ya.

All right, all right.

You can't get past me.

You can't get past me.

You can't get...

Spoiled!

Nice!

All right, all the way.

I got him.

- Kick it. Do it.

You're coming inside,

Mr. Campbell?

Next time.

- Promise?

- I can't promise.

Hey, is this

your secret, Produce?

It's no secret,

Mr. Campbell.

Well, good luck at your

baseball meeting tonight.

- Thanks, bud.

- You're welcome.

- Have fun at church.

- Thanks.

All right, so who is she?

Who?

This friend you've been

spending all this time with.

The market, church.

Who is she and can I

please see a picture?

t's not a lady.

I've been hanging out

with that kid, Produce.

- The retarded kid?

- Hey, easy.

It's called Down Syndrome.

I'll tell you something,

you spend a second with this kid

and you realize he's

just like you and me.

You're a genius.

What's guaranteed

to make people spend money?

The mentally handicapped... challenged,

whatever you call it.

That's what I need for my

new dealership commercial.

Like you're gonna give money

to the Special Olympics or something

every time you sell a car?

- What are you talking about?

- No, you tool bag.

I want him to star in my commercial.

It's perfect.

Come on, Milt.

Okay, maybe not him, maybe one of

his special buddies will do it.

- Hey, conversation's over.

- Cal.

Come on, man, sales are down.

Do your old buddy Milt

a solid and call the kid.

He won't know the difference.

Maybe he'll do it for free.

You know, he's retarded.

Hey!

I said it's Down Syndrome.

Okay, what are you...

you feeling sorry for him?

No, Milt, I feel sorry for you.

B.S., man,

you feel sorry for yourself.

You've been feeling sorry for yourself

since Detroit kicked you off the team.

- What'd you just say to me?

- You heard every word I said.

I'm not gonna sit here

and debate some loser

who can't get over the fact that he

was an embarrassment in the majors.

What, are you gonna freeze?

Is your whole life

just gonna freeze?

Just like you did at home plate?

Mr. Campbell!

Where are you?

Hey!

What are you doing up there?!

Produce,

you scared me.

Come on.

Hey, watch your step, Produce.

There's all sorts of...

There's just stuff.

Did you drink that whole bottle?

Not yet.

Now I did.

Are you sure that you are okay,

Mr. Campbell?

I'm okay.

Now that you're here, I'm great.

I got my drinking buddy.

Maybe we can go

to the batting cages

and be baseball buddies,

not drinking buddies?

You wanna be my baseball buddy?

- Yeah, I do.

- Okay.

Here.

First lesson...

...when

you make it to the majors...

'cause you will...

and you're standing

at the home plate

and there's 40,000 people...

cheering for you,

expecting anything...

don't forget to swing the bat.

I know that,

Mr. Campbell.

You knew that.

You know everything?

You're a smart guy.

Okay, answer me this...

who hit the ball

400 feet on to the roof

of Stevenson High School

when he was a junior?

Was it you,

Mr. Campbell?

Well, it wasn't you, was it?

- No, it wasn't me.

- No, it wasn't you.

Yeah, it was me.

It was me.

I was supposed to be great.

Well, to me,

I think you're great.

Well, of course you do!

Of course you do.

You think melons are great.

- I don't like it when you drink.

- You know what?

I don't like it when you drink

and I don't want to be

your drinking buddy

and I don't want to be your baseball buddy.

Do you understand me?

I don't want to be your buddy anymore.

I'm sorry.

I have a meeting I gotta go to

at 6:
00 tonight.

It's, like,

a really big meeting...

with really big...

big, important people.

Hey.

Toss 'em up.

I don't think that

you should drive.

God, toss up the keys, Produce.

I'll call Miss Katie

to pick you up.

- Produce...

- I'll call Miss Katie to pick you up.

I'm gonna come

down there, Produce.

- No!

- Co... come here! Come here!

Man, Produce.

Produce. Hey!

Hey!

Produce!

Hey.

If I'm late...

I'm walking and if I'm late,

it's your fault.

It's your fault!

Hello?

It's Calvin Campbell.

I'm here for my interview!

I'm late!

Come on!

Open the door!

Hey. Hey!

Come on!

Come on!

You were supposed to call me

right after the meeting, Dad.

Katie, it's Officer Minniear.

- Is everything okay?

- Everything's fine.

- It's, just...

- What happened?

We found him passed out in the visitors'

dugout at South,

so I need you to come

down here and pick him up.

Here, drink this.

Cal, come on.

Drink this.

- Thanks, Mitch.

- How you feeling?

I don't feel good.

Katie.

No, don't touch me, Calvin!

I'm sorry.

This is the single most

embarrassing moment of my life.

Do you have any idea

what it's like

picking up the man who

calls himself your father

at the police station

drunk as hell?

- I'm sorry.

- No, you're not.

You're not sorry.

You're just

a pathetic little man.

You're a pathetic little man who

lives a pathetic little life.

- Don't say that.

- Because it's not true?

Because you know it is.

I'm sorry.

This isn't how I wanted things to turn out,

Katie.

I just want to make sure you

know that I've given up on you.

Katie, come on.

Your old man's had a rough night.

Don't say that to me,

Katie, 'cause you're my little girl.

- I'm sorry.

- Get in the car.

Mitch, Mitch...

Mitch,

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

You can...

you can yell at me,

you can scream if you want to.

I deserve it.

Why would I do that?

I already told you

I've given up on you.

What can I do

to make this better?

You tell me what to do, Katie.

What can I do?

Nothing.

Katie.

Produce.

Hi, Mr. Campbell.

Hey, kid.

Did you make it to your meeting?

No.

No, I didn't.

Yeah, it's probably better

that you did not go.

You... you're

probably right.

So, are you still mad at me

for taking your keys?

No.

So, are you here

to shop for groceries?

Come here.

I'm sorry.

God grant me the serenity

to accept the things

I cannot change,

the courage to change

the things I can,

and the wisdom

to know the difference.

Come on in.

Sorry.

Hi, I'm Amy,

and I'm an alcoholic.

Hi, Amy.

Tonight's meeting

is a closed meeting.

Anyone who has a desire to stop

drinking is welcome to stay.

Any newcomers?

Please stand up

and introduce yourself.

We'd like to welcome you.

Um...

Hi...

My name is Calvin Campbell.

And...

I live here,

St. Matthews.

And, um...

I have a daughter.

She's 17.

who I...

I love her more than anything.

And, um...

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