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Ooh�

What are you doing?

Fourth floor, late 20s, bath time.

Be careful, Peeping Ron. You can get arrested for that.

She's so fine, I'll do the time.

Give me those.

Hey, man. She was just about to take off the bathrobe.

But it's wrong to do that.

Come on man, a sight like this might not come around for another 80 years.

The Halley's Comet of our street.

Oh, too late, man. You made me miss her getting in the bathtub.

Lucky Mr. Bubbles.

It's called voyeurism, Ron.

You call it voyeurism.

I call it neighborhood watch.

? I know my parents loved me ?

? Stand behind me, come what may ?

? I know now that I'm ready, yeah ?

? For I finally heard them say ?

? It's a different world ?

? Ooh ?

? Than where you come from ?

? Yes, it is now, yeah ?

? Here's our chance to make it, hey! ?

? 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 ?

? It's a different world ?

? Yeah, than where you come from ?

? Ooh ?

? Than where you come from! ?

Here you go, slimey. This is for you.

Probably hate mail from the feminists.

Ooh, how could they hate me when I love women?

Oh, it's the Johnson Automotive family portrait.

My pop sent it to me.

Look at you in the generic suit and tie.

And that big old smile on you.

It's phony.

Everyone at a car dealership's smile is phony.

Look. Even the grill on that car

looks like a phony smile.

I'd come home from day of work looking like the Joker.

I thought you loved selling cars.

I did at first, but I don't like conning some hardworking guy

who can only afford to spend ten grand into spending 15 or 20.

That's a pretty moral position

coming from a cat who was just spying on a naked woman.

Lady Godiva was an accident.

Taking some hardworking sucker isn't.

I don't want to be in some glass showroom with a bunch of cars.

I want to be in a smoke-filled club

playing my drums for an appreciative audience.

Mostly women.

So what's the holdup?

Well, let me give you a hint.

He sleeps with my mother.

It's not wise to go through life in a career you hate, just to please Dad.

Ever see "Smokin' Joe" Frazier's sons box?

Lately they've been getting knocked out in the first round.

Hmm.

Think about it before you step into the ring.

Yeah.

- Oh, thanks a lot, Dwayne. - What did I do?

You got me tied up in some meaningful conversation.

I missed the old girl getting out the bathtub.

You're really going to do this, aren't you?

Yes, Terrence, I'm going to play golf.

Even after I told you how I feel?

Perhaps you're a little confused.

I am the father. You're the son.

Oh. So does that mean this discussion is over?

Ah, now you're getting the hang of it.

Well, hello there, Mr. Johnson.

Bill, what in the hell are you doing here?

I think this will explain it, Mr. Johnson.

- Hey, "Mr. Johnson." - Knock it off.

"Let this fine automobile seal our pact for your future"

"when Johnson Automotive

"becomes Johnson and Son Automotive.

Love, Pop."

- Congratulations, Mr. Johnson. - Hey, man!

Here are your keys.

"Smokin' Joe" Frazier.

Who's "Smoky Joe" Frazier?

It's a man thing, baby. You wouldn't get it.

This is the moment of truth, Ron.

You're right. No K-O numero uno for me.

I'll call Pops and set him straight. I'm not going into the business.

Are you out of your mind?

Ever since my father snipped my own fiscal umbilicus,

I've been struggling, Ron.

A gilded cage is still gilded.

Hey, Whitley this is between Ron and his daddy.

Are you saying this is none of my business?

There you go.

There I went.

Hey, Ron, I hear that new car upstairs is yours.

Yeah� No! I mean, maybe.

I remember my first car.

Cost $1,200 brand-new.

- Now, what that tell you? - That you're old.

You got him?

No. I'm on hold.

My pop spends a lot of time in the bathroom.

Oh. Hi, Pop.

Yeah, I figured that's where you were.

Good job.

Wait, wait. I can't do this.

What should I say?

Hold on, Pop.

Be direct.

Tell him you don't want to go into the family business.

- I don't want to go into family business. - Yeah.

Pop� I can't accept the car.

Well, it just isn't me.

Why? Well�

Why?

Because you want to be a musician, not a car dealer, Ron.

Pshh, pshh�

- I don't want to be a car dealer. - Yeah.

Well, Pops, I guess I've changed some

since working at the dealership this summer.

Well, I don't want you to think I'm ungrateful�

You don't?

He don't.

He's laughing on the phone.

Pop, are you sure it's okay?

I love you too.

Bye.

He understood.

I'm glad he did, 'cause I didn't.

You weren't exactly up-front with the man.

It doesn't matter. I'm off the hook.

Okay, well, I want choice seats at your first concert.

Well, I'll see what's left over after I comp all the honeys.

Right, honey?

- Freddie. Hey, Colonel.

Freddie, today, I, Colonel Bradford Taylor, shot an 82!

All right. I can appreciate your elation

because once, I, Freddie Brooks, bowled an 82.

Ah, yeah, well, 82 is my personal best,

and it came at one of the most demanding golf courses in the country.

But let me re-create the entire round for you, shot by shot.

- All 82? - Yeah.

Now, my first hole is a par four dogleg with a very narrow fairway.

Now, my drive�

Whack!

Two hundred and twenty-five yards down the left side�

Whoa!

Just barely missing the fairway bunker.

Now, I'm about 160 from a closely-guarded green.

Do I use a hard six-iron or a soft five?

- Soft five? - Wrong!

A hard six, kiddo.

Wow! Would you look at the time. I'm late for class.

Vern, you know, the trouble with kids nowadays

is they just don't have the patience to sit and just listen.

Ain't that the truth?

My generation grew up listening to the radio.

Wasn't no 88 TV channels to make you all fidgety.

Patience was a virtue, not an endangered species.

Good game today?

Vern, today I had the round of all rounds.

My first hole was a par four dogleg.

Oh, my goodness! I got a pot roast in the oven.

I'll catch you on the next tee.

I played Shade Falls, Vern.

- Shade Falls? - Yup.

They want me to become a member.

Oh, now, why, out of the blue, would a restricted country club

- ask a Black man to be a member? - I hear you.

Few weeks ago, I got a call

- from Jim Howell, the club president. - Mmm-hmm.

Well, he's been fighting for changes in club policies.

You know, Vern, I believe in what he's doing.

Shade Falls is a far cry from the municipal course, ain't it?

Vern, that's the most beautiful golf course I've ever played in my life.

And, you know, as a member, I'm allowed to have guests, you know.

So dust off your clubs, Vern.

Shade Falls awaits you.

No, I pass.

My daddy was a caddy at Shade Falls.

As a child, I used to dodge between the trees

and watch him tote the bags for the white members.

And afterwards, I'd help him clean the clubs and shoes.

He used to say, "Son, someday there will be"

colored folks' shoes and clubs here too."

Well, Vern, that day is here.

He didn't know it would take 50 years.

50 years!

No, I pass. Out of respect for my father.

Ah, Dad.

How was your golf?

Oh, excellent, excellent.

- You're going to do it, aren't you? - Yes, I am, Terrence.

I'm going to accept that membership at Shade Falls.

And listen, Jim Howell, the club president,

he's coming by the house tomorrow at about 6:00.

I want you to be there and meet him, all right?

- Hey, no problem. - Okay, good.

But do me a favor, Dad.

When you introduce me, don't call me Terrence.

You can use my new name, Token Jr.

Who do you think you're talking to?

It's true. Shade Falls doesn't want you,

just your face to add a little color to their brochure.

All right, that's enough.

I want you at that house tomorrow at 6:00,

and you valet-park that attitude of yours before you come in.

You got that?

- How you doing, man? - Hey, Walter.

Nice talking to you, brother.

What do you expect from a traitor?

Traitor? What are you talking about?

Your father's a decorated soldier.

Now he'll be a decoration.

The token Black at Shade Falls country club.

Shade Falls?

That Klan member who ran for office was a member there.

Great, maybe he'll be in my dad's foursome.

Nah. I read they threw him out, but some members miss that sheet head.

Walter, isn't it time that we stop begging the man to love us?

Did your father explain what he's trying to do?

Yeah, he thinks it will get more of us into their country club.

It will. Think about it.

You have one this year, you get tone next year.

By the turn of the century there will be five or six Negroes

crawling around that club.

- Then you agree with me, right? - Yes.

But you still have to respect what he's trying to do.

Even if I think he's wrong?

Well, he's got a pretty good track record up to this point.

What do you mean?

Look, it's not easy being a Black man in Uncle Sam's Army.

That uniform doesn't hide your skin.

He has maintained his dignity and self-respect,

and he's set an example for us.

Why don't you go with your old man on this one.

All you older dudes stick together.

Older dude?

Oh!

This is just not my day!

I know just what you mean.

It hasn't exactly been a walk in the park for me today either.

Jaleesa, I had a disagreement with Dwayne

and it's wreaking havoc on my concentration.

My accounting exam is tomorrow.

The depreciation and amortization exam in Professor Clayton's class?

Professor "Take No Prisoners" Clayton.

Whitley, do you remember the presentation I've been working on

for the past week?

Refresh my memory.

The one that I have to give before the board.

I mentioned it to you the other day.

Anyway, remember I told you I've been concerned about my boss?

What did he do?

He is a she.

And you're just finding that out today?

Ooh, that must have created quite a scandal at the office.

Whitley, he has always been a she.

So� what's the problem?

Apparently, one of communication.

Whitley, I've spoken to you in depth

about the problem I've been having with my boss.

I don't recall anything about a gender bender.

Why do I even bother talking to you?

Okay, Jaleesa, I'm sorry.

Sometimes I do get a little wrapped up in my own fascinating life.

What happened in your world today?

My boss has decided

that she will give my presentation instead of me.

So she can take all the credit for my work, my hard work.

She gave me some bull about all of us being on a team.

Maybe I should just go and discuss it.

You know, Whitley, thank you very much.

That's very considerate of you,

but I think that I'm the one that should go talk to my boss.

I� I'm not talking about your boss.

I'm talking about Dwayne.

You�

Dwayne, I am so-

Beautiful when you're angry.

I'm sorry, baby.

Switching it in the hallway swapping slobber�

What�

What is she so angry about?

Her boss is a transsexual.

Man, I can't believe how cool Pop was about me not going into the business.

Usually, when I don't do things his way,

he looks me dead in the eye and says,

"Why don't I just go suck on an exhaust pipe?"

Let me take you to the court and work over some hoops.

- Nah, I got to go kick a few beats. - See you.

Catch you later.

- Ron� Ron. - Pop!

What are you doing here, man?

Son, after our talk, I realized where you were coming from.

I should've known you weren't the sedan type.

Hope this baby makes up for it.

Whoa!

Pop, I-

Ron, I'm having a new sign made up.

"Johnson and Son Automotive."

Just wait till you see your name up in lights.

That's what I tried to tell you yesterday.

I got to tell you this story.

Yesterday, Ted Bes was bragging about his sales personnel.

- Yeah. - I told him

about the time you foisted a $1,600 CD on that old lady

who didn't even want a radio.

You killer, you.

That's part of what I'm trying to say.

I don't enjoy making people overextend themselves.

But that's our business, son.

No, Pop, that's your business.

I want to be a musician.

- A musician? - Yes.

- Instead of a car dealer? - Yes.

What the hell are you thinking of?

I want to be a drummer in my own band.

Why don't you just get in this car and drive it over me!

Pop, would you come out of there?

And to think I drove 592 miles nonstop

to deliver this car, and for what?

To hear my son tell me he's chucking his future?

Playing the drums makes me feel alive, creative.

I just don't get the same aesthetic satisfaction

from a car dealership.

"Aesthetic satisfaction"?

I knew I shouldn't have sent you to a liberal arts college.

There is no getting through to you.

You're getting through, all right.

Okay, you want to be a musician, be a musician.

Thank God I have your sister, Rachel.

Rachel? You're going to take her into the business?

Don't be chauvinistic.

Just because Rachel is stunningly beautiful,

doesn't mean she couldn't get the job done.

Granted, there'd be some problems with service mechanics

salivating all over the place.

Not to mention those perverts in the parts department.

Oh, God, I'm begging you, please!

Keep the car. Go for long drives.

You'll come to your senses. I know you will.

You don't take "no" for an answer, do you?

A good salesman never does. Of course not.

Pop, over the years, I've learned a lot of things from you.

What good did it do?

We have to play that one out before we know.

- You know what kills me? - What?

I bought you your first drum set.

I remember.

- I hate you! You're stealing my son! - Hey, hey, hey. Whoa�

Let it go! Let it go! Let it go!

- Hey, Dad. - Ah-ha. Good.

Where's your friend, Mr. Howell?

Well, he hasn't gotten here yet.

Hey, well, I'm on time, disproving one racial stereotype.

Boy, your mama has blond hair and blue eyes.

You better hush up.

Why do you think it's funny to joke about my politics?

Come on now, Terrence, you've been on this campus a skinny minute

and already you're Stokely Carmichael.

If it's one thing I'm learning at Hillman, it's pride. Pride in my race.

Are you just learning about pride

or you just starting to pay attention, huh?

Son, has it ever occurred to you that the seeds of your pride

were planted by people who had to choke on theirs?

People who'd been attacked by dogs and hoes

and beaten by racist police forces.

Yeah, but what good did it do?

Twenty-five years later, I'm supposed to do cartwheels

'cause Shade Falls is ready to put us on display?

Your grandmother used to say,

"A steady drip of water wears a hole in the rock."

Son, I'm trying to open doors here.

The end justifies the means.

How long are we supposed to hold on to that?

- Hey, Jim. Come on in. - Hey, pal.

- How are you? - I'm all right.

- This is a nice place, Brad. - Thank you. There's my son.

Practice those putts.

We have a father-son tournament once a year.

- I'm Jim Howell. - Hi, Terrence Token-

Terrence Taylor.

Terrence seems to think that my membership at Shade Falls constitutes tokenism.

Son, you have my word, it's not.

Drink?

- Beer, if you have. - You've got it.

Your father tells me you grew up in Germany.

What do you think of the unification?

Well, truthfully, I'm more concerned with the unification of my own people.

I can understand.

I don't know if your father's mentioned it,

but I worked long and hard seeking to change our club policy.

It will be a proud day when you and my son

are sitting around the pool shooting the breeze.

Mr. Howell, didn't you know Blacks can't swim?

Terrence!

- Sorry, Mr. Howell. - It's okay, Terrence.

Here you go, Jim.

- So, how did the meeting go? - Just as we'd hoped.

From now on, the club will accept any qualified member

regardless of race, creed, or color.

We'd like you to be on our membership committee.

I'd be honored.

To a banner year for Shade Falls.

This and possibly the PGA Championship.

The PGA Championships.

Yeah.

Shade Falls is bidding to become a tournament site.

Uh, isn't it true

that the PGA won't hold an authorized PGA tournament

at a restricted club?

I've been fighting to open up this club

long before we thought we could host the PGA Championship.

You've got to believe me.

Oh, Jim�

I do believe you, buddy�

but I'm not going to let Shade Falls use me as a ticket to the PGA.

- No way. - Brad, I know how it looks,

but this is an opportunity I think we both should take advantage of.

If you were in my shoes, would you take advantage of this opportunity?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. As much as I love playing at your beautiful club,

I'm going to have to reject your membership

out of respect for my people, you know,

for myself

and for my son here.

What can I say to dissuade you?

I'm sorry, Jim, but at this point, not a damn thing.

God, what a course!

Well, it's Shade Falls' loss.

If you won't be the first Black member,

then you'll be the fifth, or the tenth, or the 25th.

You haven't seen the last of me,

or my lousy golf game.

- Brad. - Yeah, Jim.

- Terrence. - Mr. Howell.

Dad� �you were right.

Mr. Howell's okay, you know.

Yeah, well, nothing's just black and white, Terrence.

Now, I guess you can teach me how to play golf on the municipal course.

There's no grass on the municipal course.

No grass?

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