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? I know my parents love me ?

? Stand behind me Come what may ?

? I know now that I'm ready ?

? For I finally heard them say ?

? It's a different world ?

? Than where you come from ?

? Yes, it is now, yeah ?

? Here's our chance to make it ?

? And if we focus on our goal ?

? You can dish it, we can take it ?

? Hey, just remember that You've been told ?

? It's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

? It's a different world ?

? Than where you come from ?

? Ooh ?

? Than where you come from ?

Look, Kimberly, model wanted.

And two hours a week.

I wonder if it's for clothes or hands, hair.

Doesn't matter. I could do all of it.

Whitley, it says role models.

That's deceptive advertising.

It works.

And now that I got your attention,

how about signing up for my pilot program?

- What program? - I'm asking Hillman students

to teach kids at the youth center and to be role models.

Now, for the next two months, you'll be work with inner-city kids

and helping me get my master's degree.

Walter, I'd really like to help

but with my course load and my job, I don't have time.

Ernest, how about you?

I'd love to help, but I can't stand kids.

Shame, shame, shame on all of y'all.

I hope you're proud to be members of the moi generation.

What are vous talking about?

You know exactly what I mean.

Where would you be� Where would Hillman be,

without the charitable contributions of others?

I don't see you signing up.

For your information, Ernie,

I come from a long line of philanthropists.

My mother and I, every Christmas Eve,

would deliver turkeys to the south side food banks.

I stuffed them myself.

The ultimate sacrifice.

Only takes one person to make a difference.

And one overstuffed bird.

Whitley, can I get your signature on the dotted line?

Let me take a little peek-a-boo at my appointment book.

I'll be right back with you.

Walter, I got some more volunteers.

Dwayne will teach computers

and Ron is volunteering to teach power-dating.

Maybe we can make that a night course.

So who'd you get here?

- Well, I might sign up Whitley. - Whitley who?

Whitley me.

Now, where is this pocket of neediness?

The Thurgood Marshall Recreation Center in the heights.

The heights?

Isn't there an equally deserving institution

in a slightly better neighborhood?

Wait, Walter, there is that one soup kitchen in Beverly Hills.

- We shall go book the flight right now. - Yes.

Look at this.

Six more volunteers for my program.

Well, good. It's about time these children did something for somebody.

All they know is "gimme, gimme, gimme."

Up until now, the only thing they ever gave anybody was a headache.

Well, by this weekend, they'll be giving back to the community.

This weekend? Before or after our bowling tournament?

- Uh-oh. - "Uh-oh"?

Those are my two least favorite words.

For the next two months, I'll be living at the center.

But these are the semifinals.

- We can't win without our anchor man. - I'm sorry, it's business before pleasure.

This isn't pleasure, it's bowling.

I want that trophy on my mantelpiece.

Velma's already made a place for that gold bowler.

Look, I'll find a substitute.

Well, you better, or your head will be on that mantelpiece

and don't expect Velma to dust it.

This is a first for the rec center.

Six activities going on

and none of them involving pushing, elbowing or biting.

You're right, Norm.

My role models are pretty well-behaved, so far.

Whoa, Dion, I want you to meet somebody.

This is Walter Oakes from the college.

Man, that's a grip!

I guess you won't be signing up for weight training.

Maybe you should.

I know a class that might be good for the bone crusher.

How about computer graphics?

- What's that? - When man meets machine and makes art.

It's like electronic graffiti.

- Cool. - Come on. I'll hook you up with Dwayne.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

That is the hood of my car, not an easy chair.

Whitley, will you calm down?

Whitley, I'm glad you're here.

Well, there's your ballet class over there.

Only two little girls signed up.

Well, I guess ballet is an acquired taste.

I'll be back when they've acquired it.

Just a minute, hold up.

Listen up! Calling all dancers.

Your introduction to ballet is about to begin

with your host and prima donna, Miss Whitley Gilbert.

That's prima ballerina.

That, too.

She's not a ballerina.

Why not?

She's Black.

Aren't we the skeptical one?

Haven't you ever heard of the Dance Theatre of Harlem

or the great Alvin Ailey?

Then let's keep your mouth closed and open your mind.

Commencez. That's French for "hit it."

Now, the mouse moves the paintbrush around the screen.

See?

Boys!

Perfecto!

Now, ballet is an art form in both French and Russian�

Like salad dressing.

The court of Louis XIV-

Are we going to dance or talk?

I talk, you dance.

First position.

Heels in, toes out.

Well, class, I think you did a wonderful job.

Give yourselves a big hand.

And I hope I see you all tomorrow.

Remember, when you are a ballet dancer,

you're always on your toes.

Thanks for the class.

Well, aren't you the polite one?

I hope I see you tomorrow.

I can't get here.

Your family doesn't have a car.

- Nope. - What was I thinking?

They probably use every cent they make just to clothe and feed you all.

I didn't say all that.

Dion, you don't have to be embarrassed in front of me.

I'm your friend.

I know. Why don't I pick you up tomorrow and bring you here myself?

- Okay. - In fact, I'll pick you up early

and take you by Hillman College.

Isn't that a treat?

Are there lots of girls like you there?

They do the best they can with what they got.

- Hey, Vernon. - Yeah.

Vernon. Walter tells me

that the faculty bowling team is looking for a fourth arm.

Do you know of one?

I know of two. Take your pick.

Hallelujah! Ambidextrous, too.

I didn't know you bowled.

You know, it's been a little while,

but back in the service,

we used to set up pins in the firing range.

I was getting pretty good

until somebody shot a fourth hole in my bowling ball.

It shouldn't take long to get my touch back.

I know it won't.

Be at the lanes tomorrow two o'clock sharp.

- Two o'clock. - Yeah, and latecomers buy the hot dogs.

Hot dogs, all right.

So, Dion, this is the pit.

There are two familiar faces.

Kimberly, Freddie.

I'd like you to meet my prize dance pupil, Dion.

- Hi, Dion. - Pleased to meet you.

Isn't he a little gentleman?

Don't use your sleeve for that.

Okay. Here.

Get yourself a nice, nutritious meal, okay?

Lots of leafy greens.

He's adorable.

Look deeper, ladies.

Behind those dimples lies the face of urban blight.

He and his entire family share two tiny, airless rooms.

He cooks all their meals for them

and still has time for grade school.

Makes me realize how truly selfish and spoiled

we all really are.

I'll remember that next time you can't get an appointment

for your cellulite rub.

Excuse me. I have ballet class in an hour.

So, Dion, what looks good to you?

The redhead!

They really have to fix those driers.

It melted my favorite pair of panties.

Have you seen Whitley?

She's half-hour late for her tutoring session.

I haven't seen her since she hooked up with Dion.

- Dion? - Yes, they're very tight.

So what is this guy? A Greek or a jock or what?

He's a dancer.

And he is so cute.

So she stood me up for a dude in a tutu.

What an afternoon.

I don't think I've ever been so fulfilled in all my life.

Bless the beasts and the children.

Do I really have to hear about your sex life?

Get your mind out of the gutter.

I'm referring to the little angels in my dance class.

I think little Dion has a crush on me.

Dion is in your dance class?

I knew that.

Look, Whitley, I got to go.

- You owe me for the tutoring session. - Of course.

Time is money, money's time. Except when you're giving from the heart.

And then your possessions mean nothing.

And all you have to�

- It's gone. - What?

My wallet, it's not here.

Well, when was the last time you had it?

At the youth center�

Those thieving little heathens!

Do I have the numbers of my credit cards? No.

They're on my credit cards.

Which is in my wallet, which is stolen.

I do not have to calm down!

I am the victim. You�

How many cards do you have to cancel?

Eleven, plus my auto club card.

You better cancel that one quick.

The thief may go on a jump-start spree.

Come in.

I just talked to Norm at the center. No wallet's been turned in yet.

That's a news flash.

I'm sorry about your $86.

Walter, it's more than just the money.

That wallet was a time capsule of my life.

My baby pictures.

My first love letter.

My very favorite fortune cookie fortune.

"Spend time wisely, spend money freely."

I lived by that slip of paper.

We know.

I know exactly who the culprit is.

That clodhopper Corrine.

Wait a minute. How do you know it was her?

Please. She has been trouble from the get-go.

She got the lungs of a rooster and the grace of a chicken.

Now she got a wallet with your money.

Before we call America's Most Wanted,

let's see what Norm turns up.

I don't care what Norm turns up.

I'm never going back to that center again.

Whitley, what were doing going to a youth center

with $86 and all the credit cards you own?

Sure. Ask the victims of Pompeii what they were doing

standing next to a volcano.

If anybody's a victim, it's that little girl.

I will not excuse Corrine,

although you can't expect that much from people like that.

People like what?

People in those neighborhoods.

Oh, people like that.

I am not saying that it's her fault.

Obviously it's not her fault that she's needy.

But if you grow up like that

you're bound to turn out a certain way.

Whitley, that's how I grew up. Am I "people like that"?

No, Dwayne, you're different.

I'm different? Different from what?

I know what you mean.

Big ol' afro, bandanna, gold chains, gold teeth,

shower cap with a Jherri curl,

two stolen cars under each arm.

"Yo, homey, what's up? What it is."

Dwayne, I did not mean-

Then think about what you're saying from now on.

Just because someone is poor does not make them a low-life criminal.

- All right, Dwayne. - Where you going?

To the youth center. I forgot to lock up my computer.

Dr. Potvin, show those pins no mercy.

- I never do. - All right.

Not bad, not bad.

Yeah, they call me "The Pin Punisher."

Of course, you did drag that left foot a bit.

Is that right, Colonel?

You know, 90% of the sport is form.

I'll remember that, and thank you for sharing.

Colonel Taylor, you're up.

- Yeah! - Let's see what we got here.

Let's watch his form.

Let me try this one here. Yeah.

Feels good to hold a ball again.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Here we go.

Oh, my goodness.

Hey, Dion, new bike, huh?

Uh-huh.

It's bad, man.

What's it, Comet Tail 1989?

Ooh.

Boy, this is Euro-styling, titanium sprockets,

derailers, air conditioning, fully loaded.

Did you win the lottery?

You must have because this cost a lot of cash.

I turned in old soda cans.

That's a thirsty neighborhood.

Come on, we want to talk to you for a second.

"C"� "E"� "G".

That's a "C" chord. Okay?

Who wants to try?

Come on, guys, this is easy.

Corrine, come on.

Are sure you need to take this class?

Jaleesa, excuse me.

I hate to interrupt in mid-arpeggio,

but, Corrine, can I see you for a moment, please?

In private.

Okay, sticky fingers, cough it up!

Huh?

Whitley, would you take your hands off of this child!

It's all right, Corrine.

I told you she was nuts.

Whitley, what has gotten into you?

I'm gonna make her fess up.

You're right. I say we break her.

We'll lock her in her room under a 50-watt bulb.

No soda, no chips, no cookies.

And I bet we'll have a confession before snack time.

Notice I'm not disagreeing.

- Whitley. - Yes?

Why, Dion.

Is that your smart-looking bike?

No, it's yours.

I beg your pardon?

Meet the man who stole your wallet.

Dion?

I told you. I didn't steal her wallet. I found it.

- Yeah, in her purse. - Prove it.

Walter, I know Dion.

Why would he do something like this?

Because the bike sale ends tomorrow.

But I believe him if he said he found the wallet.

He found it and he used the money to buy this bike,

so he can get medicine to his sick sisters.

Sisters?

Yes, Antonia, Yolanda, Juniper, la Marge.

Whitley, will you think? The youth center is on the corner of Juniper and la Marge.

Dion, why?

It's no big deal. You've got more money.

Correction, it is a big deal.

And I don't care if she's sitting on a pile of money

like Oprah Winfrey on TV Guide.

You don't touch it.

Yes, sir.

But we're friends.

You're not my friend. You just come here when you feel like it.

That's not true.

What about dance class?

What about the time we spent together yesterday?

I didn't want to see a stupid school.

Why don't you just go back there? Nobody wants you here, anyway.

I think you better watch your mouth.

Now apologize to her.

That's okay, Walter.

He can keep his apology.

What are we going to do with him?

He's been testing balls for half an hour!

Shh!

Hey. Yeah, I think this one's gonna do the trick.

That's it. It just takes a while to get the feel of the ball. That's all.

Have you tried a wrecking ball?

Colonel, you got one more practice shot.

Yeah, this ought to do it, Vern, this ought to do it.

Let me see here.

Did you see that?

Did you see the way my foot just slipped out from under me?

Doggone these rented shoes.

I'm guess I'm just gonna have to break down and get myself a pair.

You want to go buy 'em now?

You hang in there, Colonel.

Mr. Gaines, may I speak with you for a moment, please?

Dump him. 86 him. Axe him.

Give him his walking papers. He must go.

I can't tell the man that he can't bowl.

I think he's already established that.

- We will forfeit. - Wait a minute, we'll find another player.

I saw a pretty good six-year-old over on lane ten.

He's my friend, I can't tell him to go home.

I can.

No. I will.

Colonel.

Excuse me, Vern, excuse me.

Dean Hughes, gentlemen, I think that I�

I think that I might have�

Yeah, I did.

I threw my arm out on that last ball.

- Aw - Aw.

I'm afraid I'm going to have to drop out.

Little girl, how late does your mother let you bowl?

It's open.

Well, I see you got one credit card left.

I wrote a check.

Had a pretty rough day?

You know what they say, "No good deed goes unpunished."

Can you believe I bought that child's story?

Or this blouse?

I'll give it to Freddie, she'll wear anything.

Norm and I had a long talk with Dion.

And we worked out a way for him to pay you back.

He'll be spending a lot of time at the center

sweepin', scrapin', scrubbin'�

If there's dirt, he's on it.

You gave him chores?

He should be barred from the center for life.

No, I don't think so. You don't want a kid like that on the street.

He becomes a prime target for dealers and gangs.

A kid like Dion gets recruited faster than a Heisman Trophy winner,

and can make more money.

Are you saying Dion's in a gang?

No, but that doesn't mean he's safe.

Did you know he has to go through three

different gang territories to get to school?

Finding a new route for him is the highlight of his week.

The youth center is in a neutral zone.

That means it's a safe place.

Walter, uh�

this is not my problem.

You're right, it's nobody's problem.

What am I supposed to do?

Come back to the center.

You said yourself that one person can make a difference.

But I'm not that one, Walter, and those kids know it.

- What do they know? - They know a lot more than I do.

How am I gonna go down there, look them in the eye

and say, "You can make it out of the inner city"?

All I ever made it out of was charm school.

You know, you're right. I don't even know what I was thinking about.

They should have like, grubby, uneducated people as role models.

I think I'll go get a wino to teach the ballet class.

You all want to know how to dance?

? Put your right foot in Take your left foot� ?

Is that what you want?

It's just that they need so much.

What is my little ballet class going to give them?

What did it give you?

Self-discipline.

Structure.

Self-esteem.

It teaches them that there are Black ballerinas,

there are Black college students.

It gives them choices.

And speaking of choices�

how could you buy this blouse?

That was a nice slam, wasn't it?

I guess.

How about slamming them trash bags into the dumpster?

I'm sorry, Walter,

he'll have to clean up another time.

I thought you quit.

I lied. Ballet in five minutes.

Good, I kind of like ballet.

Oh! Not the way I'm going to teach it.

You will sweat, you will strain.

Before you know it, your feet will be on the phone to Dr. Scholl.

In the next hour, I'll be your worst nightmare.

Ooh-hoo.

Shall we dance?

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