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("Good Enough" by Jay Towns)

♪I wanna be good enough.♪

♪I've gotta be good enough for you.♪ ♪ For you ♪

♪Please tell me I'm good enough.♪

♪I wanna be good for you, for you.♪

- ♪I hope that you like me.♪ - ♪Good enough♪

♪I hope that you accept me for me.♪

♪I hope you admire me.♪

♪I hope that you... think that I am special as I am.♪

♪And when it's dark and lonely,♪

♪I want you to comfort me.♪

♪Please protect me...♪

♪and then show you give a damn.♪ - ♪I wanna be good enough.♪

♪I got to be good enough for you.♪

- ♪Please tell me I'm good enough.♪ - ♪They don't think you're good enough.♪

- ♪I want to be good for you, for you.♪

♪I want to be good enough.♪

- ♪I got to be good enough for you.♪ - ♪I don't think you're good enough.♪

- ♪Please tell me I'm good enough.♪ - ♪They don't think you're good enough.♪

- ♪I want to be good for you and you.♪ - ♪You don't think you're good enough.♪

- Hello, I'm Trevor Pearson

with Kankakee Illinois University News.

As you can see, I'm here with

the star of our basketball team, Jamal Woodard,

who has been leading KIU ever closer to nationals.

Jamal, how does it feel?

- Oh, man, it feels amazing, you know.

I'm blessed to be on a team of guys who they work hard

and they have the same passion for winning that I do.

- You have a great team indeed.

But scoring 32 points tonight

reminds us all of the Jamal Woodard from last year.

You were on fire tonight.

- Thanks, man. Thank you. You know, it's been a difficult year.

It's been a difficult season, but,

you know, I'm... graduating in a few months, so

I have to make sure to turn up the heat before I get out of here, you know what I mean?

Speaking of graduation,

there are some rumors that you're looking to go pro,

like play for a team in the NBA next year ?

- Well, you know, I can't speak too much about that,

but all I'll say is there are some conversations happening,

so I'll make sure to keep you posted.

Well, I hope that dream becomes a reality,

so I can say I knew you back when.

It's always a pleasure speaking with you after each game.

- You, too, man.

- That's it, folks. Another win for KIU.

I'm Trevor Pearson, your news reporter

for Kankakee Illinois University News.

Thanks for watching.

- I wish I was an only child just like you.

You got this whole basement to yourself, man.

I'll be having the all types of girls coming through...

- Shh... My mom's probably sleeping upstairs.

- Dude, I just said... - Jamal...?

- My bad. Damn.

It's just me, Mom.

- Jamal, what I tell you about slamming doors in my house?

- It wasn't me, it was Devin. - Mmhmmm.

- I am so, so sorry, baby.

- Uh, boy, don't play with me. I am not your baby.

- I mean... I mean Miss Woodard...

You know I just be foolin' around...

- You know, I saw part of your game tonight on TV.

You all played a real good game.

- Thanks, Mom. - Yeah, we did, right?

And we are so proud of

our incredibly talented son here.

- Boy, you better get your filthy hands off me.

- I was just...

- Jamal, I'm so proud of you.

- So now that you're going to go pro... - Oh, here we go...

First of all: A) Get married.

B) Get a pretty wife.

C) Give me some grandchildren.

And don't forget, when you get all that,

to get your dear old mother

a big diamond ring

and a Lamborghini to match.

- Wait, wait, just so I'm making sure,

you want a Lambo to match the diamond ring ?

- Sure enough, I do. - Okay.

But first you got to work on the pretty wife and

the grand baby. - Right, okay.

- Because I'm waiting.

I'm leave you all to it. I'm go back to bed. - All right.

- Okay? Baby, I'm so proud of you. - Sleep well.

Such a good job.

- Good night, baby. - Come on....

I mean, Miss Woodard. Miss Woodard.

- Boy bye! Get going!

Get the hell out of here!

- Here's the guy I'm going to meet up with tonight.

- Bitch.

That is only a torso.

Like, it's a hot torso or what ?

Only a torso ?

- Yeah, no one shows face pics anymore.

They're overrated.

Besides,

he's only seen my torso, so...

- Soooo...

Oh my god, it's you.

- Trevor?

- Yeah.

- This is awkward. - Yeah.

- I... I didn't know that you were...

- I'm not like, gay,

if that's what you're going to say.

- No, I was just going to say, uh...

...sorry, I... I'm just...

I'm in a bit of shock.

I just... I didn't exp...

- You know, I.. I just.. I go on the app for fun, you know?

It's nothing serious. I kind of just play around.

But I'm not, like, you know...

- Gay?

- Right.

- So...

- But... have a seat.

- Oh, ah... sure.

I, uh...

I don't hook up with guys on the app often.

- Yeah, no, me neither.

So...

- So...

- So...

should we start with, like...

a kiss or something ?

- Sure.

- Jamal! What is that noise?

Are you okay?

- Yeah, Mom, I'm fine. I just...

knocked over a lamp.

- Okay, well just be careful.

I'm going back to bed.

- Okay ! - I should really go.

- No no no... I don't want you to go.

- Okay.

- So...

- So, come over here.

- Dad ? What's this ?

What's going on?

- Oh, hey Trevor. Uh...

This is Pauline, my new employee.

She works for me now.

A receptionist.

She just stopped by to...

How long have you been home?

- What is she doing in your room?

- Um, it's nice meeting you.

I think I should go.

- Okay.

Thanks for stopping by, Pauline.

Trevor, this isn't what it looks like, okay?

So don't be making things up...

in that little brain of yours.

- Making things up?

But I heard you two. I heard you having sex...

- Listen to me !

You heard nothing.

- So now I'm a liar ?

- What I'm saying, son,

is you're going to keep your mouth shut.

You heard nothing.

- Nothing. I heard nothing?

- Right. That's right.

See, this is between your mother and me.

None of your business. Am I making myself clear?

- None of my business?

- AM I MAKING MYSELF CLEAR!? HUH!?

Yes or no?

- Yes.

Good.

- He's right down here. I'll make him come here. Jamal?

- Yeah? I'm coming, Mom. - Someone is here to see you, darling.

- Coming.

- Jamal... I'm Michael Walker.

I'm the founder of Walker Sports Management and its head sports agent.

I, uh, just opened an office here in Kankakee a couple of years ago.

- Yeah, I've read all about you.

You've gotten many players into the NBA, I've heard.

- Wow, you got a smart kid.

Plus, he's good looking, which means

he'll look great on a box of Wheaties.

- Well, I raised him all by myself.

Thank you very much.

- Ummm... Sorry.

So, uh, you're here to discuss my future?

- Exactly.

Jamal,

with your stats from last year...

I could have had you in the NBA already.

Look,

I'm not here to sell you a dream.

But I know that I can not only make you a star,

but I can make you a star player.

- That's amazing. That's exactly what I want to be.

- Yes, because he has yet to buy me a new house.

- I have billion dollar brands,

team owners and head coaches from eleven different teams on the NBA.

All of them owe me a few small favors.

I, uh...

I'm making them a lot of money by bringing them the best talent.

- That sounds great.

That sounds amazing. Where.. where... where do I sign?

How do we get started ?

- Stop ! Well, we'll get there.

First, I need to make sure that you are conditioned and trained

to perform the way you did the other night, of course.

And so outside of your regular practice schedule...

I'm going to begin working with you very soon.

I've already started speaking to his coach about it.

- Let's do it. Okay, let's do it.

- I'm going to be bringing in representatives from the NBA

to watch you play your next game.

- That's amazing! I'll bring my "A game."

I always... I always bring my "A game."

- You don't need any extra distractions.

Right now,

your goal should be on getting to the next level.

- I can do that. I can focus 100%.

- I know that's right!

- So, I see you're studying law.

- Oh, I just...

Well, yeah, it's kind of a backup plan.

Just in case going pro doesn't work out.

I was just planning to study law.

- Well, my baby will soon have

a Bachelor's in Political Science.

- He won't need it.

Not where I'm about to take him.

- I caught my father cheating.

- Oh shit. Really ?

- He had another woman over

sleeping in the same bedroom that he sleeps with my mom.

God, if you could have heard

the nasty, exaggerated noises she was making, like...

Girl... there was no way it's that good.

- Does he know that you know?

- Yeah, I confronted him about it and

he's making it seem like he's more mad at me about it.

- So sorry you have to go through this.

Like, I really feel for you, dude.

- Yeah, it sucks and

I don't know what to do, but...

How have you been?

- I had a long night last night as you can...

probably tell.

There's just like a lot on my mind and...

way too much to figure out.

Fuck, and just think about it, I...

I forgot to go to class today... But...

Whatever...

Speaking of last night, how was your hook up?

- Well, as you can see,

I'm not in love, but...

it was fun.

- So does that mean Mr. Torso

had a cute face to go along with that torso?

- Let's just say that I was...

pleasantly surprised

and we'll leave it at that.

- Mmmhmmm. Okay, girl.

So are you two going to hook up again ?

- No, I don't think so. It was...

It was just a one night thing.

- A one night thing?

Trevor, that's exactly what I didn't want to happen.

I did not want you on that app.

I didn't want you to get your little heart broken.

But nooo, you don't want to listen to me.

You just want to slut up in these streets and, like...

Trevor!

Trevor, are you even listening to me?

I just had a whole-ass conversation by myself ?

- Huu... I'm so sorry. Something came up.

I'm sorry. What were you saying?

- Never mind... Damn.

So are you going to tell your mom ?

- Tell my mom about what ?

About your dad and this affair.

- No problem. No problem.

- But, to answer your question...

my day was actually pretty great. How about yours ?

- My day was... hueh.

A little bit of this, a little bit of that. Some...

best friend and family drama, so...

hmm... I'm happy to be here now.

So, what was so great about your day ?

- Oh man... Well, like,

it's looking more promising that

I'm going to be going to the NBA.

- What!? No way! Congratulations. - Thanks.

- So, like,

what team are you going to be playing for?

- Okay, well, I might have been like getting ahead of myself a little bit, but

this big time agent came to my place the other day and, like...

he was talking really seriously about it.

So, it's looking good.

- Wow, that's so cool. - Yeah.

So... Anyway...

So is this the part where we kiss? Or...

- I guess so...

- Cool because I mean, I guess

if you came over for a hookup, I mean,

we should probably just get right to it, you know.

- Yeah... But...

I don't mind the small talk or...

the big talk about your big plans for the future.

- Yeah, hah...

- It's good to know more about you.

- Can I get you some water or, like, are you thirsty?

- No, no, no. I'm fine.

- How about some chocolates?

- Sure.

- I'll have one. - One ?

Well, you won't be able to have just one.

They're really good, you know.

- You've got to be kidding me.

- You're an amazing kisser.

- You think so ? - Oh, I know so.

- Well...

I think you're pretty good yourself.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah...

- Umm... You can't, like,

tell anybody about this.

You know what I mean ? Like you... You can't talk about it.

- Oh, yeah, of course...

Of course I won't tell.

Why would I tell anyone?

- I don't know. I don't know. Umm...

I just don't... I don't know who you know, you know?

...or who you... who you talk to...

["I Won't Tell" by Trey Mendlik and Jay Towns] ♪I won't tell, if you don't tell.♪

♪That's between me and you.♪

♪And I won't say, if you don't say♪

♪what happens between us two.♪

♪Now hush, not another word, please. ♪

♪ Give me what I need. Give me all I need. ♪

♪You've played a good game...♪ ♪now put it on me.♪

♪Take it slow. I just wanna unload...♪

♪and be down the road. ♪

♪ I don't wanna fall in love with you... ♪

♪just give you a little bit. ♪

♪ I just wanna be friends, yeah ♪

♪you know, with the benefits.♪

♪ I don't wanna blow your cover. ♪

♪ I respect your privacy. ♪

♪Let's get this over.♪

♪Your secret's safe with me.♪

♪I won't tell, if you don't tell.♪

♪That's between me and you.♪

♪And I won't say, if you don't say...♪

♪what happens between us two.♪

♪I won't tell, if you don't tell.♪

♪That's between me and you.♪

♪And I won't say, if you don't say...♪

♪what happens between us two.♪

- Oh, my God.

I spent the night ?

So sorry.

I must have been really tired.

- Don't apologize.

- I should go.

- I'm not putting you out.

- My parents have probably been wondering where I've been all night.

- You're probably right.

- But...

I had a really good night.

Thank you.

- I'm glad. So did I.

So, I know that you...

said you're not gay, but...

if you were, would you...

- Would I what ?

- Never mind. Nothing.

I... I should go now.

- Can I see you soon? Again?

- Yeah.

I'd like that.

- You know, I think we're putting a little...

too much pressure on Trevor.

- Yeah? How's that?

We put him through college.

He's got a promising career path.

Not that I agree with what he chose to do.

We support his life choices.

What more could a young man ask for, huh?

- Yeah, I suppose you're right.

- You know, when I was his age, I had... my own house,

car, my own business.

- Well, the construction business

was inherited...

as were a lot of other things.

Sweetheart,

you're a trust fund baby.

- Really?

Let me tell you something.

My father and grandfather worked real hard

to ensure I had a good life, you know.

If Trevor were as smart as I was...

which he's not...

he'd follow my footsteps.

- While your dream was to put up drywall,

his dream is TV.

- I love my son, but...

- But what?

- I'm ashamed of him, alright?

- How could you say that about our only child?

He wouldn't be an only child

if you knew how to carry one a full term.

- What?

- If you hadn't gone around not taking care of yourself...

we'd have three kids by now.

- How dare you say that !?

You know I wanted to have more children !

- Excuses, excuses.

You're just full of them, aren't you, Deb?

- Phillip, you cannot say...

- Hey, Mom...

Hi, dad.

- Oh, look,

speaking of the handsome devil.

And where have you been all night ?

I've been calling and texting you.

- Oh I... I stayed over at Nathan's.

- Hey, Trevor, I was just telling your mom here how

I really wish you'd gone into the construction business.

The name of the business is Pearson and Son...

for a reason, you know.

- Dad, I'm moving to Chicago to begin working.

- I could set you up with your... own branch in Chicago, if you want.

- Phillip,

our son has bigger dreams.

See, he's going to be the next

Anderson Cooper... and then

the first gay lady!

- What? - Well...

you know how I've always envisioned you

marrying the President of the United States ?

Well, that'll make you the first gay lady.

- The title would most likely be

the First Gentleman or something like that.

Not first gay lady.

- I'm out of here.

I'll leave you two ladies at it.

- Phillip !

- Thank goodness he's gone.

You know, you two really suck at hiding things...

when someone comes into the room.

- Oh, you can tell?

- Yeah, it's written all over these walls.

He's been driving me crazy my entire life

trying to get me to join his business.

- Well, Trevor, can you blame him?

You're his only son.

His grandfather taught his dad the business.

His dad taught him.

He just wants to show it to you.

- And there you, go making excuses for him. You know what?

You know, I just wish he loved you as much as you...

You know what?

Never mind.

- Excuses?

Honey, I just want a happy home...

and I don't need excuses to accomplish that.

- We'll see... Let's get out of here.

- Jamal!

- Mr. Walker?

What are you doing here? - I came to watch you practice.

- Well, you late, bro, because

practice was over about, like, five minutes ago.

- Excuse me, and you are? - Who are you?

- Hey, Devin.. Devin, this is Michael Walker.

Walker Sports Management.

- Ooohhh.... - You remember when I was telling you about...?

- Ooohhh.... Right, right...

I'm sorry, sir. My bad.

Hey, um... I was wondering,

you think you could hook me up with a Nike deal?

I can do a lot of things

and a shoe deal ? That's an easy one.

- What !? Shit, where do I sign !?

- Hey, Devin, Devin... why don't you just get out of here...

I'll catch up with you later, okay? I just need to talk to Mr. Walker.

- Ohh, I see how this is.

Trying to get rid of a brother.

It's alright, man. I don't need no damn Nike deal.

K-Swiss better, anyway!

I'll holla at you later, man.

- Catch you later, bro.

- Sorry about that. He's...

- That's all right. Let's get to practice.

- I just finished.

- A winner's never finished.

Listen,

I want to sign you to my agency, right?

Why not give me a better reason to sign you ?

- Okay... Let's do it. - All right.

- I just got to stretch first.

- No, no, I thought you just finished practice.

Come on. You should be stretched and warmed up.

Let's get straight to it.

Let's work on three pointers.

Let me see what you got. Come on.

Come on.

There we go. That's what I'm talking about.

This is why I'm looking to you.

This is what I want.

- I... I don't think I need any more... - Again, again!

Come on. There we go. See you got it. You're on a roll.

Let's keep going. Nice one. Keep going... Again.

Alright. Hey, Jamal, come here. Come here.

Hey, how many turnovers did you have your last game?

- I don't know.

- You want to go pro and you don't know?

How many turnovers did you have your last game?

- I just said I don't know.

- You had five turnovers.

That's two and a half more than LeBron's average.

You've got a lot more work to do.

Come on, let's go work on handling.

Alright? Come on. - Alright.

- Aah!

- Jamal ! - Aahh...

- Are you okay? - Aahhh...

- I don't know, I think it's my ankle.

- Do you think you sprained it?

Does it hurt there ? - No.

- How about there? - Yeah, yeah...

You know, I'll probably be fine. I think I'm just tired.

- No, no, no... sit down.

I've worked in this industry a long while.

The last thing you want to do... is hurt yourself any further.

- You know, I think I'll be fine, umm... Okay.

- Yeah, okay yeah, uh...

That's enough for today, then. Alright? Hmm...

Good work. Thanks.

- Yeah okay, next time we're gonna work on free throws.

You've scored

seven out of 26 points this season,

so you've got a lot of work to do on that.

- How do you even know that?

- I'm supposed to know that.

- That's why this is my job,

right ? - Yeah.

- Hey, get that thing on ice. Alright ?

- Alright. - See you tomorrow.

- Before I forget, I wanted to interview you

tomorrow during your practice.

It's for the University Sports Update

on Channel Five news.

- Okay, that sounds good.

Just so you know, I might be a little beat.

This agent's been kicking my ass at practice.

You know, I think...

it might be hurting me more

than I already was.

- Wait, really ?

- No, it actually feels pretty good.

- Well, good, because

I've always wanted to be a massager person.

- A masseuse ?

- Yeah, a masseuse.

But I guess I'll stick to journalism and TV.

- Yeah, I mean, you really got the hang of that whole...

"I'm Trevor Pearson from Kankakee, Illinois

Student News" thing.

- Do I really sound like that?

- Unfortunately, you do.

- I got to get a new delivery, then.

- Ah, I mean, it's been working for you so far.

- I mean...

- What are you doing postgrad, anyway ?

- I'm actually moving to Chicago.

I've got a job lined up there.

- Chicago?

You know, I applied to grad school there.

- Well,

that application was a waste.

You're going to the NBA.

- I mean, I hope so, but

I don't know, I just applied to see if I would get in.

I doubt it, though.

- No harm in that.

- You're right.

Could you hand me those... Choppers?

- Oh, boy.

You and these chocolate balls.

- Hey, what do you have against me and my chocolate balls?

- Well, we are talking about the candy, right ?

Then nothing.

It's actually kind of cute.

- Yeah ?

You know what I think it's cute ? - What ?

- You and me.

- Okay, but...

you mean us... hanging out ?

- No, I mean... you and me.

- But I thought you weren't gay ?

- I'm not... gay.

And and that's actually something I've been meaning to talk to you about.

It's just like,

I really liked hanging out with you, and,

I don't know, I wasn't expecting

to like it as much as I do, and

it's just, like, kind of scary.

- Yeah.

I'm afraid I feel the same way.

(Spell on Me by Trey Mendlik and Jay Towns)

♪Okay now, you ain't slick.♪

♪Let me know the secret to your little trick.♪

♪Oh, show your hands now, they ain't that quick...♪

♪to pull of this type of magic.♪

♪It was like abracadabra...♪

♪Your love appeared out of nowhere.♪

♪It was like abracadabra...♪

♪This some type of voodoo, I swear.♪

♪Boy, you got a spell... on me.♪

♪I don't know how you do it.♪

♪You must got a spell... on me.♪

♪It wouldn't take much for me to prove it.♪

♪Boy, you got a spell... on me.♪

♪I don't know how you do it.♪

♪You must got a spell... on me.♪

♪It wouldn't take much for me to prove it.♪

♪Prove it... Prove it... It it... Prove it...♪

♪Got a spell... on me...♪

♪I.. I.. I can feel it. I'm bewitched.♪

♪Been hypnotized to fill your every wish.♪

♪Unless you're playing games now... Illusionist.♪

♪I hope your love is true and really exists.♪

♪It was like abracadabra...♪

♪Your love appeared out of nowhere.♪

♪It was like abracadabra...♪

♪This some type of voodoo, I swear.♪

♪Boy, you got a spell... on me.♪

♪I don't know how you do it.♪

♪You must got a spell... on me.♪

♪It wouldn't take much for me to prove it.♪

♪Boy, you got a spell... on me.♪

♪I don't know how you do it.♪

♪You must got a spell... on me.♪

♪It wouldn't take much for me to prove it.♪

♪Boy, you got a spell... on me.♪

♪I don't know how you do it.♪

♪But you got a spell... on me.♪

- Oh my God.

Yep ! Yep !

- I win !

You lose. - I don't even...

Now I've got your socks...

your pants...

your shirt...

Take it off.

- Fine.

- Jamal !...

Jamaaaal... - Hmmm....

Jamal ! ... - Oh, it's my Mom...

- Jamaaaal...

Boy, I know you been done...

heard me calling you. - What ?

Can you knock ?

- Oh, when you pay my mortgage, I'll knock.

What am I steppin' on? Ugh...

- Giv...

What's going on?

- Well, your father called.

- You mean Joe called ? What's he doing now?

- No, I mean your father.

And he said he's going to be here.

And, you know, I understand Jamal

that you don't have... a good relationship with him, but...

please don't be disrespectful.

- Okay, I'm sorry, I just

don't understand him. Why now?

- Well, I'd like to know that myself,

but we just have to hear him out, right ?

- Okay, so what's he up to ? What's going on ?

- So, he's going to be here in about an hour. You need to get yourself together.

Why is this stuff all over the floor?

I know I taught you better than that.

Good God, look at this ! - I was going to clean it !

- What..it's...

- I'm going to clean it now ! - 'Cause I didn't teach you...

- Can you stop touching my clothes ? - Okay

- Can you stop ? Can you stop !? Right ?

- Right ! On your little... Jamal Woodard hamper bin.

- I see... - Whatever that makeshift supposed to be a basket...

- Okay, oh now you're roasting my eight year old artwork.

Thanks, mom. That's really encouraging.

- I need you to get your stuff together. - Thank you!

- New shoes, huh? - You don't like them?

- I'm just saying... I mean, everything...

- Okay, 'cause you're looking at them and you're like

"Ohhh, what's this... what..."

Can I? ...I need to take a shower.

- Okay, fine. Please...

- Hurry, hurry! Clean ! - I'm, I'm !

Oh my God!

- Uh, I know you didn't just throw that at...

- I didn't... It's right here. - I'm out.

- Oh god...

I am so sorry

you had to... go through that...

- I should definitely go.

- Yeah, you should, but...

see you again soon?

- Yeah, you will.

- I'm going to take a shower.

Okay, uh, I'll just let myself out.

- Jamal...

Oh! Oh, my god... oh !

Who the hell are you ?

And what the hell are you doing ?

Wooo, you scared me.

- You scared me too.

- Sorry, I always laugh when I'm scared.

But who in the hell are you ?

How in the hell did you get in here?

- Hm...miss... Hm, I...

I'm Trevor Pearson.

- I know you...

I know you ! I...

Aren't you that skinny, little white boy... from the

Kankakee University News?

Yeah, that's you.

But what are you doing in my house ?

- Miss Woodard. I...

Uh, I just... I stopped by to drop off some notes

for Jamal for our next interview...

- Because I was just here and I did not see you...

Oh, no...

- Miss Woodard, I'm sorry,

but I really should get going.

- I didn't see you... god...

- It was a pleasure to meet you.

- Uh, yeah...

You know what?

Yeah, okay.

But before you go,

Trevor...

Do that little thing you do on TV so good...

you know, when you say, uh... hu...

"I'm Trevor Pearson..."

- Anything for you. Miss Woodard.

I'm Trevor Pearson, your news reporter

for Kankakee Illinois University News.

- Yes, you did it for me!

I can tell anybody you did it for me, yeah!

Okay, Trevor, come on, let me show you out.

I'll talk to Jamal about you later.

Go ahead. Yeah.

Yeah, I didn't know what you were doing here.

I was just wondering... I...

You know, I'm not afraid,. You understand...

- Come on, Joe. I'll go get him. Just wait right here, okay?

- Okay.

- Jamal?

Jamal!

Jamal.

- Yes, ma'am?

- Your father is here.

- Already? I thought you said in an hour.

- Boy, he's here already. Get your stuff together. Come on.

He'll be right out.

- So, how you been doing, Joe?

- Umm... I've been good.

You know, I was just recently ordained as a pastor ?

- So you're a pastor now?

- Uhhh, yes...

Yes, indeed I am.

Do you think now is a good time ?

- I don't know, because...

Jamal, he's a little bit... uh...

- I don't really have the word right now for it.

Why don't you just sit down?

- Okay, thanks.

- Well,

I can probably understand what you're trying to say.

Hmm... I understand that

this all may be a bit much for him.

- Mmhmm... Because you hurt him, Joe.

- Look, I understand that, but...

I'm hoping to make things right with my son.

- What you did is you let your... wife

pull you away from your son.

- No, no, no...

- Yes, yes! And by the way,

how is she ?

- Well, that's another thing.

I'm divorced now.

- Ah, mi god !

So now that you're divorced,

you think you could just come up in here

and make amends with Jamal

just like that? - Listen...

I put that woman through a lot of pain.

She found out about our affair

and that you were pregnant with Jamal.

- I didn't even know that you even had a wife

until I told you

I was pregnant with Jamal.

That's when you told me you had a wife.

- So are you saying I should be apologizing to you, too ?

- I don't need your apology, Joe.

But it is appreciated.

You were only in Jamal's life

a few times.

But I will let you reenter his life

only because I believe

Jamal deserves to have a father.

- And that's exactly why I'm here.

- Good, let's make it happen.

- Joe.

- Hey, son.

- Don't.. call me that.

Son?

- Ah, come on... - Don't call me son.

- Oh... okay... Well, listen,

I've been trying to reach out to you.

I've been calling and texting, but I haven't heard back from you.

So I reached out to your mother.

Hmm... Do I have the wrong number?

- No.

I just haven't felt like responding.

- Jamal, what I told you about being disrespectful?

- Disrespectful ? Mom.

Disrespectful.

This man right here has disrespected me for my entire life.

Why does he deserve my respect ?

- You have the right to feel the way that you feel.

But, son, I...

- Don't call me that, Joe. Don't call me son.

What don't you get about that phrase ?

- Jamal ! - Do not call me son.

I am not your son.

- Jamal, who do you think exactly

that you're actually talking to?

- A poor excuse for a man, that's what I'm talking to.

Wit' your posin' ass DSW.

I'm sorry, but I can't...

I can't do this.

You disgust me.

Don't talk to me.

- Now... - I told you.

- It's okay. - I told you.

- Perfect ! 20. Come on.

This is why I'm after you, man.

- Hello, everyone. I'm Trevor Pearson

with Kankakee Illinois University News.

I'm here getting a look at a star in the making.

Jamal Woodard has taken on

some extra one on one training

in order to become the best.

Let's see how our star is doing...

Exactly, nothing but net.

Stick around as I get a quick interview with Jamal.

- Jamal.

Jamal.

Jamal.

Jamal, wait!

- What, Joe ?

- Your mother said I could find you here.

- Oh... So you're stalking me now ?

- No, but just please, just listen.

And...

I don't know where to start, but...

I just want to state that I am so sorry.

I know I've hurt you,

Your mother...

- Man, do you think some big ass,

fake ass apology is gonna just

erase all the pain you caused us ?

Caused me ?

Was I not enough to be loved ? - Jamal !

Typical worthless father.

Yeah, I'm going to disappear for years,

but then I'm going to come back when it's time for me to look good. yeah.

when I can tell all my friends that my son

is a professional ball player. Right?

- Oh, no, that's not true.

It's just that I was young and afraid...

- Afraid ? Afraid of what ?

- Afraid of what people would say.

Of what they would think.

- I guess life doesn't work out for any of us, does it, Joe?

- Ohh...

I would love to spend more time with you.

You have a game coming up, right?

Well, maybe I could come to that?

- Yeah, you can come.

- Oh... Okay, okay. Great, great.

I've seen your videos on YouTube,

and I've seen you in ESPN a couple of times, but

nothing like seeing you in real...

Okay, okay... Umm...

Okay, cool... I guess

I guess I'll see you later then.

- Catch you later.

- Well, what you got? What you got?

- Hhhmmm.... ah !

- Oohh... Oh man, okay...

I've only got enough cards for this, so I got to make it good.

- Yeah, you do.

All right, come on.

[Together] - I declare... - Wait, wait, wait...

Before we flip this card,

let's make a bet.

- A bet?

- Well, more like a wager.

- Ah, yes.

Well, I wager

that if I win,

I want a deep tissue massage.

- Okay, I can handle that.

- If I win...

I want your heart.

- My heart ? What are you going to do ?

Pull it out and eat it ?

- Hahaha, very funny.

No...

aahhh...I want you...

but...

I know that I can't have you.

- Well...

You know, I guess there's probably something I should tell you.

Umm...

I...

I'm gay.

I'm gay.

Wow... whoo...

It does sound a lot better to say it aloud.

- Jamal...

I love you.

I love you, too.

Does this mean we're, like, official now? Like...

Are we boyfriends ?

Can I tell other people about us?

- Oh my god, I mean, what are you going to do...

write a whole article about it? Like...

No... But...

Maybe I can tell Nathan ?

- Nathan ? Your cameraman ?

That guy is so weird.

- Hey, that's my best friend you're talking about.

- Oh, sorry, sorry.

I... I was just kidding.

- He's not... weird.

He's been through a lot.

He's got a great heart, he's

a really good friend, and

he's extremely talented and

a whole bunch of other good stuff.

- Okay, okay... Let's finish this game up, huh ?

- Hey, girl. What's up ?

- Do you have company ?

- No, why? What's up?

- Can I come in ?

Good morning, Nathan.

Thank you so much for inviting me in.

- Yeah, yeah... Whatever, bitch.

What do you want?

- Well, maybe I'm just coming over to chat.

or maybe

I have some tea to spill.

Or maybe I came to help you

clean up this dirty apartment.

First of all, Trevor, don't come over here

criticizing my fucking apartment.

Secondly, what the fuck are you so excited about ?

- You know I was just kidding about your apartment, right?

Well, Trevor, I'm sorry my life

can't be as cookie cutter as yours.

I'm sorry that I don't have a maid or a mom

to clean up after me.

I've got a lot of stuff dealing with

you have no fucking clue about.

- Whoa whoa, Nathan,

I didn't mean to offend you.

I really didn't mean it.

- Well, it's too late now, Trevor, okay?

- I wasn't trying to sound like a... you know...

- An asshole?

- Yeah.

- Trevor, I'm tired.

I'm sick and tired all the time, okay?

I feel fucking paralyzed.

Nothing excites me anymore.

I can't keep up with the Joneses

or the Trevors of the world, okay?

- Nathan, it's really not that deep.

What's going on with you?

- I've got so much on my fucking mind,

I don't know what to fucking do.

I feel like I'm losing my goddamn mind.

- Nathan ! Nathan, please hear me !

Have you spoken to your therapist lately ?

- Fuck that snooty, judgmental bitch.

All she does is prescribe me more pills.

Look, I have pills for everything.

I have pills I don't even know what the fuck they do, okay?

I have so many god damn motherfucking pills.

I don't even know what to do with them anymore.

- How many are you supposed to take?

- Just get out, okay ?

Go ! Get the fuck out, Trevor !

Just go, Trevor ! Fuck!

Just go.

(99 Pills by Ben Ruettiger)

♫ They got me taking 99 pills. ♫

♫ I take one just to keep it real. ♫

♫ 58 when my soul feels sore. ♫

♫ I take 40 just in case I want more. ♫

♫ They got me taking 99 pills to take away my fun. ♫

♫ 99 pills, but the cure ain't one. ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ They got me taking 99 pills. ♫

♫ I take one just to keep it real. ♫

♫ 58 when my soul feels sore. ♫

♫ I take 40 just in case I want more. ♫

♫ They got me taking 99 pills to take away my fun. ♫

♫ 99 pills, but the cure ain't one. ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ I barely got enough to fill my prescription. ♫

♫ I need some therapy; somebody listening. ♫

♫ Man, I got problems that'll make you feel low. ♫

♫ But they get tired of me; keep sending me home. ♫

♫ These voices keep me up at night. I'm feeling tight. ♫

♫ 24, 60, 11... ♫

♫ This one I get you real high... ♫ ♫ and get you close to heaven. ♫

♫ This one will make you feel slow. ♫

♫ This will get you in the mood. ♫

♫ This one I make you mad; make you lose your cool. ♫

♫ 99 pills. ♫

♫ I take one just to keep it real. ♫

♫ 58 when my soul feels sore. ♫

♫ I take 40 just in case I want more. ♫

♫ They got me taking 99 pills to take away my fun. ♫

♫ 99 pills, but the cure ain't one. ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ They got me taking 99 pills. ♫

♫ I take one just to keep it real. ♫

♫ 58 when my soul feels sore. ♫

♫ I take 40 just in case I want more. ♫

♫ They got me taking 99 pills to take away my fun. ♫

♫ 99 pills, but the cure ain't one. ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ 99, 99... ♫

♫ Oooh.... ♫

- There he is. There he is.

That's, that's the ball player I want to see.

That's the ball player I want to sign. How does it feel?

- Oh, man, it feels amazing. You know, I definitely feel the difference.

- Yeah, exactly, exactly. Now listen,

don't forget I got representatives

from the National Basketball Association coming to watch you play.

Right ? - Right, yeah...

I mean, I... I... I'm kind of used to it. Right ?

- No, no, no. You've got...

everything riding on this game, right?

You nail this...

Your life changes instantly.

Right !? - Yeah.

- All right ! Okay. Remember ! - He !

- Jamal,

no distractions, all right ?

Good work.

- I'll get it...

Oh, hello.

- Hey, Mrs. Pearson. Is Trevor home?

- Oh... Aren't you Jamal Woods

from the basketball team?

- Yeah, that's me. My last name is Woodard, by the way...

but it's the same difference.

- Oh, beg my pardon.

I'm so sorry to hear about your friend Nathan.

He was such a sweet kid.

- Thanks. Yeah, it's umm... it's pretty sad.

- You know, Trevor has been in his room all day.

Come on in.

Trevor.

Trevor, you have company.

- Hey, what a pleasant surprise.

- Yes, Jamal, it's very sweet of you to come by.

You know, I didn't know that you two were friends.

- Well, I... I interview him all the time.

- Aaah... Yeah...

- Mom,

can I get a word with Jamal alone ?

- Oh, of course.

I have to finish prepping dinner anyway.

Jamal, why don't you stay for dinner ?

- I'm sure his mom is expecting him for dinner.

- Well, actually, I just got off of practice and...

I'm always hungry, so I'd love to stay.

- Well, great.

I'm going to set a plate just for you.

- Thanks.

Your mom is so nice.

- Please,

you really don't have to stay for dinner.

- What are you talking about? Of course I'm going to stay.

Besides, she invited me; it'd be rude if I didn't.

- You haven't met my father.

- Well, if he's anything like your mom,

I'm sure I'm going to love him.

By the way, I brought you something.

- Wow, what a pleasant surprise.

I know how hard it is for you to share.

- Oh, hush.

Scoot over.

- I'm glad you stopped by.

- I'm glad I could come over.

You got any updates on Nathan's service?

- I spoke to his cousin and she said that

they're not going to be having a service.

They plan to cremate him in a couple of days from now.

- Oh, my God.

So fast.

- How was your day?

It was fine... You know...

Same old stuff.

Way better now.

- Trevor!

Trevor, dinner's ready.

- Coming, mom.

Seriously, you really don't have to stay for dinner.

- I'm staying. Shut up.

- Jamal, I have a plate for you, as well.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Yes, ma'am.

Well, aren't you polite?

Didn't your mother do a fine job raising you ?

- Ah, thanks. I think she did pretty well.

- Yes, she did. Do you wanna seat right next to Trevor?

- Thank you.

- Phillip!

Phillip, dinner is ready, honey.

- All right.

Coming... coming...

What, did we adopt a starving child from Africa

while I was asleep ?

- Phillip !

He's Trevor's friend.

He was here visiting Trevor...

so I invited him to stay to dinner.

- Umm, Dad...

This is, uh...

- Jamal.

You know, you really need to let me know

when we have guests in the house.

- Hi, I'm Jamal.

- Yeahh...

- Dad... Jamal's a friend of mine from school.

He's the star of the basketball team.

- Jamal, I certainly hope you have an appetite...

for fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and coleslaw.

- Absolutely. It looks and smells great, Mrs. Pearson.

- Ooh, I'm sure he's always in the mood

for fried chicken.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Yeah, I don't get it.

- Nevermind... So, basketball, huh?

Is that how you got

into KIU ? With...

a basketball scholarship ?

- Well, kind of... I mean, I...

- He actually got into KIU

with a full ride scholarship.

After graduation, he's likely going pro.

- Uh, Trevor,

he's got a mouth, hasn't he?

He could speak for himself.

- Pro !? Wow, that's exciting.

- Yeah, I mean, I got into KIU for basketball,

but I also, umm...

I, um... Actually, I'm studying Poli Sci.

And I'm hoping to go to law school.

- Law school, huh?

You already violated a main law

that most real men know about.

When you come into a man's home,

introduce yourself to him first.

- Well, I tried but... - Phillip,

I invited him.

This is nonsense.

Let it go.

- Let it go, she tells me.

- Right... I've never heard of that law before.

- See how they gang up on me?

They do this all the time.

Here I am trying to have a polite conversation

with JaQuan here.

- Jamal... It's Jamal. - Phillip !

- Jamal, whatever. ...and you two here...

- I just want to have a nice dinner, honey.

- She just wants to have a nice dinner, honey.

- Yes, a nice dinner.

Now, Jamal,

feel free to have as much as you like.

Don't be shy now. - Yes, ma'am.

- Jamal, feel free to have as much as you like.

Don't be shy now.

Sorry, buddy, but we're all out

of corn bread and watermelon.

- Phillip, that is awfully rude!

- You know what? I'm not going to tolerate this.

I'm outta here.

- Wait, no. What's happening?

- What's happening?

Your dad is saying a bunch of racist shit...

and you're not doing anything about it.

- Oh, yeah, sure. Blame the white guy!

That's another violation;

leaving without saying good bye.

- Jamal, wait.

Maybe I missed something?

- Missed something?

What you missed was your father

saying some racist shit, Trevor.

- No, no, no, no, no.

My father may not be the world's greatest guy,

but he's not a racist.

- Are you kidding me?

- What has gotten into you?

- Into me?

Look, woman, I'm the man of this house.

And you invite someone like that here

to disrespect me like that?

You need to check with me first

before inviting people in here.

Especially someone like him.

- What did you make of all the things he was saying about,

about watermelon and cornbread

and fried chicken? Are you kidding me ?

Can you believe the way he disrespected me

in my own house?

I don't want someone like him in my house.

- Cornbread and watermelon ?

What the hell that have to do with anything?

- Oh, my God.

It must be so nice to be that oblivious.

- Nice ?

What are you saying?

He's not racist, Jamal.

My father is not a racist.

Sure, he... he... he...

he may be a bit of a jerk sometimes,

and maybe he's racially insensitive, but

he's not a racist. I would notice.

That's the thing, Trevor. That's the thing.

I'm starting to realize that

you actually wouldn't notice.

Just like you didn't notice that Nathan was having addiction problems.

- What?

I did notice.

I just I didn't know what to do about it.

- Exactly. And you did nothing.

And now Nathan's gone,

and I can't believe that you just

you go through life so carefree and so oblivious,

so oblivious as to what is going on around you,

Trevor !

And you want to be a reporter?

Give me a break. Good luck, Trevor. And goodbye.

- But, Jamal. What does this have to do with anything?

- Everything.

It has everything to do with everything.

US, this, whatever this was,

it's a distraction and...

I don't have time for this.

- What do you mean?

- We're through.

- Jamal, please. Please, don't.

- Someone's like him ?

You don't even know him.

So what is it about him?

Or someone like him? Eh, what?!

- Don't question me, woman.

You know exactly what I mean.

♪ You really crossed the line this time.♪

♪You have surely lost your damn mind.♪

♪I'm not your punching bag on a leash, ♪

♪ or that rag full of grease. ♪

♪ I cannot deal with your shit.♪

♪Your madness is making me sick.♪

♪And I allowed you, I admit.♪

♪I was weak and down in the pits.♪

♪ See we've been here before. ♪

♪ This time I'm more sure, ♪

♪you haven't changed.♪

♪And I've tried to ignore all the scars ♪

♪but this time I'll make it more plain."

♪Don't you ever,♪

♪hit me again.♪

♪It'd be the last you see your Momma, or friends.♪

♪Don't you ever,♪

♪hit me again.♪

♪I promise it'd be your last sin.♪

♪Don't you ever, ever,♪

♪hit me again.♪

♪It'd be the last you see your Momma, or friends.♪

♪Don't you ever,♪

♪hit me again.♪

♪I promise it'd be your last sin.♪

♪Woo...♪

- Can I come in ?

- Sure, mom. Come in.

- Oh, hey, give me a few of those.

You know,

you can turn into one of these things if you eat too many.

- Well,

that would explain what's happening with Jamal.

- I feel like I owe him an apology

after last night.

I should have never asked him to stay for dinner.

Your father didn't handle that well.

But...

This Jamal.

Is he someone special to you ?

- I'm not so sure anymore.

- Well, I don't know.

I think you two look really cute together.

Honestly, Mom,

I've never liked anyone this much before.

He makes me feel so

secure and strong.

- Oh, you're miles ahead of me, kiddo.

I haven't had that feeling of security since you were born.

Thanks, mom.

- May I share my advice?

If you love someone

and you know deep down that they love you,

fight.

- I'm not sure that I want to fight with him.

- No, not that kind of fight.

See,

love is like an eternal war

where nobody wins but love.

So no matter how much we rage against it,

love will always find its way to win.

♪Love is like a giant, undefeated trillions to zero.♪

♪I can't fight it.♪

♪ And the last thing that I need is a hero,♪

♪like Cupid with an arrow and a bow.♪

♪ I need some nuclear explosives I can throw.♪

♪I'm so in love with you, and you know.♪

♪Once I get you back, ain't letting go, no."

♪Fee-Fo-Fie-Fum. Here I come."

♪My hearts pumping like a beat of a drum.♪

♪And I'm not done, until we're one.♪

♪Gotta get you back to complete my mission.♪

♪Without your love; oh my God, I feel so weak.♪

♪I can't breathe, there's no air for me to even speak.♪

♪When I'm with you, my lungs, they inflate.♪

♪ I ain't no tiger but damn it, I feel great.♪

♪If I have to fight for your love then I'm on board.♪

♪Come on Cupid, let's get ready for war.♪

♪Fee-Fo-Fie-Fum. Here I come."

♪My hearts pumping like a beat of a drum.♪

♪And I'm not done, until we're one.♪

♪Gotta get you back to complete my mission.♪

♪I don't have the time for no misunderstanding.♪ ♪You're a nice guy.♪

♪Way we've been connecting you with think we were like Wi-Fi♪

♪ Got no time or space for distractions in my life.♪

♪Yeah, I really hate to waste your feelings and my time.♪

♪Fee-Fo-Fie-Fum. Here I come."

♪My hearts pumping like a beat of a drum.♪

♪And I'm not done, until we're one.♪

♪Gotta get you back to complete my mission.♪

♪Fee-Fo-Fie-Fum. Here I come."

♪My hearts pumping like a beat of a drum.♪

♪And I'm not done, until we're one.♪

♪Gotta get you back to complete my mission.♪

- Again. Again! Come on.

Again! Again!

Come on. Again!

Again! That's it. Again!

Again !

Again !

Again !

- All right. That's all right. Come on.

Again. Come on. You got this.

Great job. All right.

You got a big day tomorrow. - Yeah.

- Yeah, how do you feel?

- Feel great. I'm ready to win.

- Listen, you just go out there.

You do what you do best, right? - Yeah.

- Right. Get plenty of rest tonight, all right?

Nice work.

Jamal.

No distractions.

- What are you doing here ?

- Listen, Jamal,

I know why you're angry with me.

I mean, I would be angry with me, but...

I know what it may seem like to you and...

I need you to know that I really,

really do care about you.

I'm sorry for the way

my father spoke to you the other night.

I can't imagine how it must have felt.

And there are just some things that I,

I really, really hate about my father.

And I'm sorry I didn't stand up for you in the moment.

I don't want to be a distraction, but...

I want you to know that I'm here for you.

- Counting down.

Three, two, one. You're on.

Hello, Kankakee. I'm Trevor Pearson

here after the big game of the year for KIU,

which ended in a devastating loss.

Hopes were high, but points were low tonight

with Jamal Woodard only scoring

six of the 64 point total.

Nonetheless, we still send our congratulations

to Indiana University, winning the game

with a total of 85 points.

- Six points?!

We did all of that for six points?!

How fucking embarrassing.

I invited talents coach from the National Basketball Association

to watch you make six points !

What do you have to say for yourself ?

- I tried.

- I can't even stand to look at you right now.

This is ridiculous!

- Hey. Hey. Jamal.

I really need to speak with you.

- Trevor, leave me alone.

- No, I'm not going to leave you alone.

- What do you want?

- I want you to talk to me.

I don't know what else to say excxept

I'm sorry

and I miss you.

Seeing you angry, it's...

it's a torture.

- Uh.. Uh...

- I love you Jamal.

- Damn, I knew there was something off about you.

- How long you been standing there?

- Long enough.

You know, God doesn't like gays, Jamal.

As a matter of fact, he hates them.

What you're not going to do

is walk into my life after years of being absent

and then tell me how to live it.

- Does your mother know about this?

- Don't worry about what my mother knows.

- She sat next to me the whole game.

All she could talk about was

how proud she was of you.

- And what does that matter to you, Joe ?

- Because I am not supporting

or raising no goddamn faggot.

- You never raised me, Joe.

You never raised me.

I can count on my fingers

how many times I ever seen your ass.

So don't come in here and tell me how to live my life.

I don't need you.

- Oh, you do, you do need me.

You need me to help pray

these gay demons off of you. - Gay demons?

- Why don't you pray yourself away, Joe ?

- You know what ? You're lost.

I don't want any parts of you.

- Get lost. Go.

And don't come back.

I can't believe I even wanted

to give you a chance in the fucking first place.

Fuck.

♪ I want to be a star in your world, ♪

♪ that never burns out, ♪

♪ that conquers fears and erase any doubts. ♪

♪ Be more precious than diamonds and pearls. ♪

♪ Fulfill you from drought. ♪

♪ Be an abundance of love, that'll never run out. ♪

♪ I want to be good enough. ♪

♪ I got to be good enough for you. ♪

♪ Please tell me I'm good enough. ♪

♪ I want to be good for you, for you. ♪

♪ I want to be good enough. ♪

♪ I got to be good enough for you. ♪

♪ Please tell me I'm good enough. ♪

♪ I want to be good for you, for you, for you... ♪

♪ Hhhhhuuuuuu.... ♪

♪ I want to be good enough. ♪ ♪ I don't think you... ♪

♪ I got to be good enough for you. ♪ ♪ I don't think you...♪

♪ Please tell me I'm good enough. ♪ ♪ You don't think you... ♪

♪ I want to be good for you...♪

♪ I want to be good enough. ♪

♪ I got to be good enough for you. ♪

♪ Please tell me I'm good enough. ♪

♪ I got to be good enough for you. ♪

♪ I want to be good enough. ♪

♪ I got to be good enough for you. ♪

♪ Please tell me I'm good enough. ♪

♪ I got to be good enough for you. ♪

♪ I hope that you like me. ♪

♪ I hope that you accept me for me. ♪

♪ I hope you admire me. ♪

♪ I hope that you think that I am special as I am. ♪

- Jamal.

My superstar...

Well, hello, superstar.

- You didn't have to wait for me.

- Well, you know, I would have stayed at the game a little longer, but...

you know, I have to go get the car

to get the hell out of the damn parking lot before

everybody else comes out there because remember last time

it took me an hour to get the hell out before...

Jamal, what's wrong ?

Jamal.

Honey ?

You did your best.

You did your best.

Could nobody do anything better than you ?

- We still lost.

- Jamal...

- I still lost mom, I lost the game

and I let everybody down, mom.

- Jamal, you didn't let anybody down. - I let everybody down.

They were counting on me to win the game like I usually do.

Mr. Walker was there.

My whole future was there and I blew it.

I let my team down. I let myself down.

I let my father down. I let you down. I...

- No, no baby,

you did not let me down.

Jamal, you can never let me down.

I'm so sorry,

you've been carrying such a load on yourself.

- You don't get it, mom. You don't get it. I...

I need to tell you something.

- What do you want to tell me?

If you're trying to tell me about Trevor,

I already know.

- What ?!

- Honey, I didn't get to be your mother for 21 years

and be a fool for none.

If Trevor wants to come in,

tell him, he can't be sneaking through my back door.

He better come in through the front door from now on.

- Mom, we broke up., we broke up and so

he's not coming over anymore. I... I...

I... I...

I can't believe you knew.

I was going to tell you. I wanted to tell you.

- Tell me what?

Come here.

That you're gay?

- Yes, that I'm gay.

- I already know.

I already know.

And guess what?

It's okay.

You understand?

It's okay.

And it's a happy moment.

A happy moment

between you and me

because you're telling me.

Do you know how many people just don't have

that opportunity?

And that's exactly what this is,

an opportunity.

I'm always going to be here for you, Jamal.

If that's all I want,

is for you to be happy.

You understand?

- Yes, ma'am.

♪ (Soulful humming) ♪ ♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Whether you win or you fall, I'll be right there ♪

♪t o cheer you on through it all, yeah ♪

♪ If you lose or you gain, I'll be right there ♪

♪ If you're unknown, or it you've got fame, I'll be there. ♪

♪ You don't follow the crowd, ♪

♪ You stand up and I'm proud. ♪

♪ to be right here, ♪

♪ be right there. ♪

♪ So be, bold and be free. ♪

♪ You always got me. ♪

♪ And I ain't going nowhere, ♪ ♪ it's because I care. ♪

♪ it's because I care. ♪

♪ 'Cause I.... ♪

♪ want what's best for you. ♪

♪ Only want what's best for you, hey hey hey. ♪

♪ Woah I.... ♪

♪ want what's best for you. ♪

♪ Only want what's best for you. ♪

♪ The world may not understand.

♪ That's okay. ♪

♪ Just be your own man. Hey, yeah... ♪

♪ Sometimes you may have to cry, and that's alright. ♪

♪ pick yourself up, get yourself up and take your fight ♪

♪ You don't follow the crowd, ♪

♪ You stand up and I'm proud. ♪

♪ to be right here, hey ♪

♪ be right there. ♪

♪ Be bold and be free. ♪

♪ You always got me. ♪

♪ I ain't going nowhere, ♪

♪ 'cause I care. ♪

♪ 'Cause I.... ♪

♪ want what's best for you. ♪

♪ Woah yeah.... ♪

♪ Want what's best for you. ♪

♪ Yeah... ♪

♪ I only want what's best for you. ♪

♪ Oh, woa, ohh... ♪

- I'm proud of you.

I love you, son. Rest up.

I'm right behind you. - Alright.

-Okay, yeah, I've got Phineas Johnson as my number one pick,

so I'm going to get him a contract

to add him to the uhh....

Come on in.

So, I will... I'll give you a call back.

I've got someone here. All right.

Mister Jamal Woodard.

Have a seat.

How does it feel after getting your ass handed to you last night?

- Hhhmm...

I'm not sure.

Mr. Walker, I'm really sorry about

my performance last game.

I know second chances aren't usually granted.

- You're right, Jamal.

Second chances in this industry are like miracles.

They don't exist.

But because I'm a man with so much pull,

I can make things happen.

How does joining a league in Europe sound ?

- It's not the NBA, but I mean, I guess.

- It's a spot opening up on a team in France.

I can get you on the bench the beginning of the season, right?

We get you over there.

I can get you international sponsorships.

I mean, we are talking big, money, right?

You do well over there,

we bring you back to the States and teams

will be knocking on door to have you

play for them. - That sounds awesome.

- Right ? - Wow. Yeah. I love it.

- Okay. - Okay, let's do it.

- Okay. - Thanks, Mr. Walker.

- But first,

I need to know if you're worth it, Jamal.

- If I'm worth it?

- How do I know you're worth it after last night's performance?

- Mr. Walker... I...

- Yeah... I could persuade some very important people

that you're a great player, but...

why should I?

What's in it for me?

Putting a lot on the line representing you as your agent.

Hhmmm...

I need to know that you truly

appreciate what I'm going to do for you.

- I do. I do appreciate it. - Do you?

- I do. - Really?

- Yes. Mr. Walker. Yes.

- You need to make a decision right now.

Either you make attempts at becoming a

worthless lawyer,

or you become the basketball star

we all know you want to be.

- I want to be the basketball star. - Yeah?

- I want to be the basketball yes, I do.

I do. I just don't know how to make that clear to you.

- Make that clear

by doing something for me.

- All right, this is the last one.

- You know, your father should have been here by now.

He said he'd be here to see you off.

- Well...

- Hello, hello, hello.

- Well, you're here.

I was afraid you would miss him leaving.

- I got hung up at the office, we had

a disciplinary meeting with

my receptionist.

- Oh, the receptionist...

- Well, you're just in time.

This is the last box that I need to take to the car,

so I'll be right back.

- Last box?

Must be at least ten boxes here.

Trevor is going to have to either make two trips to Chicago

or rent a U Haul.

- Actually, those are my boxes.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm leaving, Philip.

- What do you mean you're leaving?

See, you've abused and

pushed me away for so long.

Now you finally get what you've always wanted.

Here are the divorce papers.

Consider yourself served.

- Oh, man. Really ?

You're leaving me, eh ?

What is this, some kind of a joke ?

You couldn't survive without me, woman.

- Oh, I will survive.

- Ready, mom?

- Oh, I'm ready.

And Philip, I'll be sending the movers

for the rest of my things.

- Yeah, they won't be here when they get here.

Tossing it all in the trash.

- Oh, well, okay.

Be sure to toss yourself into the trash, too.

Come on, Trevor.

I need a ride to my new apartment.

- The hell with both of you.

Get the hell out of here, then.

- That time to go, huh?

- Just about, yeah.

My ride should be here any minute now.

- All right, well,

remember what I told you.

You go out there, you show the world what you're made of.

Remember. I'm proud of you.

And, I love you. - I love you too, Mom.

- Oh,

I'm going to miss you so much.

- I'm going to miss you, too.

- That's your ride.

Let me go get that for you.

Hey, Trevor. - Hi, Ms. Woodard.

- I see you finally learned to use the front door.

- Yes, ma'am, I did.

- Come on in.

- Is Jamal almost ready ? - Jamal ?

- Yeah, just about ready to go.

- Ooohhh, you two are just the cutest.

Well, you guys

take care of each other.

- We're moving to Chicago and this is all you're bringing?

- Oh, my God. I'm going to grad school,

not a fashion show.

- Remember, call me every 2 hours.

Don't call me during

Judge Mathis at 02:00.

Make sure he don't call me.

- Well noted, Ms. Woodard.

- I would never think about it.

- Alright, you two. You go ahead on before I change my mind.

Go ahead ! Go ahead ! Go ahead ! Go ahead !

Come on, babies. Go ahead.

- Love you mom. - Love you, too.

Okay, take care, y'all.

- Ciao - Bye.

- Okay, I think it's this one. Are you ready? - I am.

- Oh, my Gosh.

- Hurry up. I can't really see.

- This place is so cute.

- Oh, wow.

- Our place, we'll be living here.

- It'll definitely be a little more livable

once we get some furniture.

- Yeah, obviously.

- It's just the beginning.

- You're right. This is just the beginning.

Let's go check out the rooftop.

♪ Some look for the rainbow before it even rains. ♪

♪Some search for the pot of gold, in the midst of thier pain. ♪

♪ Some wait for the green light, but the signal never change ♪

♪ Some are all ready to go without knowing their range ♪

♪ Do you know which one, which one is you? ♪

♪ Well it don't matter they don't know what you've been through... ♪

♪...to get right there, with all you've beared. ♪

♪ You are more than enough they can't compare? ♪

♪ It's been a long road traveled from place to place, place to place. ♪

♪ Still got a long way to go and that's okay. ♪

♪ It's been a long road traveled from place to place. ♪

♪ Still got a long way to go and that's okay. ♪

♪ Some wait for the butterfly to get her wings. ♪

♪ Some just don't realize there's a season for these things. ♪

♪ Some rush for the time to come and the stars to align. ♪

♪ Some wish for the worse to come, but the sun still shines. ♪

♪ Do you know which one, which one is you? ♪

♪ Well it don't matter they don't know what you've been through... ♪

♪...to get right there, with all you've beared. ♪

♪ You are more than enough they can't compare? ♪

♪ It's been a long road traveled from place to place, place to place. ♪

♪ Still got a long way to go and that's okay. ♪

♪ It's been a long road traveled from place to place. ♪

♪ Still got a long way to go and that's okay. ♪

♪ Do you know which one, which one is you? ♪

♪ Well it don't matter they don't know what you've been through... ♪

♪...to get right there, with all you've beared. ♪

♪ You are more than enough they can't compare? ♪

- This is so nice. - What?

- You know, us,

out on the town watching a movie.

- You're the sweetest.

This is nice.

- Hey, hey, hey!

You all want some more Whoppers?

I mean, Choppers.

- Mom, what are you doing here?

- Well, now, you just don't think

you could leave me at home all by myself. eh ?

Isn't that right, Deb ?

- You're damn right.

- Mom, what are you doing here?

- We girls wanted to hit the big

and have a little fun.

And by the way,

the next time you decide to purchase movie tickets

on my card in advance,

I'm going to tell the bank it's fraudulent.

- What is she talking about? - Shh... The movie started.