Yelling to the Sky Page #3

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to literally catch you.

Ola arrived cautious.

She needed persuading.

But you just flew out.

Would you let me

do your hair?

It's already done.

I could fix the ends.

Okay.

When we're ready.

What?

Nothing.

It's my serve?

Yeah, yeah. It's on.

I'm preoccupied.

Ro, that was so you.

Silence.

Your play's no good.

At least I can

hit the ball, right?

Yeah, for real. For real.

Like that one's gonna...

There.

Nice.

Get that.

That's how you serve,

right there.

Jojo, you ain't even playing.

Just standing there looking cute and sh*t.

It's like... 100%.

Yeah.

Come on, Jojo.

Oh...

Hey, Roland.

Oh, my God!

Oh, sh*t.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop.

Nah, he's gonna get up.

Stop.

Sweetie.

Ever wonder if you had someone

who caught Mommy,

or if someone

would've caught Daddy?

What's more bizarre?

That both Mommy and Daddy

have brothers named David John,

or that one was an Irish cop and

the other was an activist?

Stop changing the subject.

Say something real.

What?

Forget it. Just leave.

I'm sorry for the way

I used to beat on you.

I'm surprised you

never bring it up.

I didn't want us to

stop being friends.

Why bother?

How far do you plan to run?

Far enough not to live with

my folks with a baby.

Yeah?

That's exactly what I said.

You hungry?

She's just gonna

chew through that.

Yeah, well, she can chew it to bits.

Whatever makes her happy.

What was that for?

You know, it was owed.

Is your mother resting?

Yeah, she's still napping.

I guess she

didn't wake up while...

While what?

Nothing.

Where did

Sweetness run off to?

I don't know

where Sweetie went.

Ola.

Seriously, I don't know

where she went.

All right. Whatever.

I'm gonna fix some food.

Ready?

We're gonna leave in a bit.

I mean, sh*t, look at him.

Yo, I gotta get

Ol's car back.

We roll in an hour.

One hour.

Yo, you better

watch your homegirl.

It looks like she's on the loose over there.

What the f***?

It's been a rough day.

Yo.

Close the door, man.

In or out?

Open door just

invites unwanteds.

Sure. Why not?

Whoo-hoo!

Whoa.

O'Hara.

Coleman.

No sh*t.

Which one of us

is worse off, man?

Um...

I don't know.

Take it slow,

one nostril at a time.

Nice ink.

Why is everybody

laughing at me?

Flip it.

Other side. Other side!

Excuse me, I wouldn't want to

offend the straw.

All right, go get 'em.

O'Hara.

What?

Okay.

Where are my keys?

I, uh...

I...

I, I, I...

Where are my f***ing keys?

You're lit.

I'll pay you back, Ola.

Every penny, okay.

Is it drivable?

Sweetness, that took

me two years to buy.

Can I just...

You're standing too close.

Was anyone seriously hurt?

Come on in.

Walk past me, fearless.

Yup, that's me.

Would be a favor.

God damn, yo.

How far is it, Jo?

Shorty be the one

knowing all the short cuts.

Oh, Shorty and

the short cuts. Get it?

What the f***, man?

Ow! What the f***?

Oh!

Don't want you

walking our streets.

Why're you hiding?

Yo!

Ow!

Come here, come here.

What the f*** is

wrong with you?

Fat, they're leaving him.

Come on.

F***.

Son of a b*tch!

Dumb sh*t.

Dumb f***.

Dumbass.

Get him down.

Get him down. Get him down.

Please help me. I'm sorry.

Not even.

If you were actually sorry,

you would've apologized first,

then asked for help.

What in the f*** did

we ever do to you, huh?

Believe that sh*t.

That sounds good to me.

You're standing in

the way like that.

You can't do it all.

Stop stalling

and throw the ball, man.

Come on, man.

If I hit it, I get some.

If I hit it, I get to hit it.

Yo, chill the f*** out.

Damn.

You finished yours already?

I was thirsty.

Yo, what's today?

Let's go to IHOP.

Sunday special, two plates will

feed all of us.

All of us.

Yeah, I know.

Look, look.

Shorty,

it's like that, for real?

You ain't coming with us?

Yo, Shorty.

I'll just duck my head in real quick.

Catch y'all later.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

He's chicken sh*t, my man.

Baby.

Oh, don't joke about him.

Yo, how many hours

we've been up?

Like, 30 or some sh*t.

Yeah, 30.

All right. Yeah.

You feel me? All right.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

Guys.

Put some pep in your step.

Put some pep in that step.

Yeah.

That's not right.

What do you mean?

How're you gonna tell

him that ain't right?

You're flipping my groove.

Yeah. Yo, I'm serious.

I'm f***ed up a little bit,

but you f***ed up my groove.

Bring it back!

This will help.

Wow, you're up.

Do you wanna say something?

No.

Good night.

You know, I didn't know that was you,

today, on the street.

I was...

Good night, Sweetness.

Go on, go to bed.

Yeah. Good night.

Good morning, Sweetie.

Morning.

You want something to eat?

Um... No, it's cool.

I'll get something at school.

Bit of a... Okay.

All right. Look, I got it.

What, you going somewhere?

Yeah.

Of course.

It's like, takes over...

That's funny.

I'll see you

guys later, okay?

Where're you going?

I have to...

I gotta babysit.

All right, call us.

All right.

Stop! What are

you doing? What?

This is just bizarre. Seriously, what?

What do you want?

I'm worried about you.

It's too late for that.

Well, maybe,

but I'm here now.

You're a little late.

Look, Sweetie, I'm here now.

Hey!

Leave it. I'll do it.

I'm all right.

You can chill with Esther.

I'll do it.

It's fine.

I don't need any favors.

I'm not doing you a favor.

I ate just as much as you.

Won't your girls

be waiting for you?

They're not my girls,

and I'm not going out tonight.

Staying home

two nights in a row?

Did hell freeze over?

We'll be nearby if you need.

Yeah, 'cause doing dishes has always been

dangerous business for me.

You're up and at it.

Good morning to you.

Where's Esther?

Gordon walked

her to the market.

What's this old

thing doing out?

Ola asked to see it.

I made some eggs.

Great. Can I help?

Thank you, no.

Who wears that?

Were you at

a mental hospital?

They're good.

I know you love thyme.

I would have never thought

to put thyme in eggs.

I've done dill.

Everyone does dill.

Parsley.

As many questions

as it takes.

Morning, Mr. Coleman.

Sorry, too early. School doesn't start

for another half-hour.

Mr. Coleman, can I

talk to you for a minute?

Miss O'Hara.

Hello, is there a problem?

Um...

Yeah, you could say that.

Yeah.

Come on in.

So what can I do for you?

Can you think of any

place that will take me?

Take you where?

College.

Is there a problem

with your SATs?

None of my teachers

ever said anything about SATs.

I guess I kind of missed

the whole college bit.

Well, I can't

fabricate your transfer.

It won't end well

if I stay in my neighborhood.

Send me somewhere, anywhere.

Talk to someone.

You know, tell them

I want a chance. That's all.

You're a little late.

Coleman.

Okay. Um...

What interests you?

I don't know.

Well, what do you like?

People say I'm musical.

All right.

You're gonna need

to fill this out.

Bring it back to me

with an essay

about why a college

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