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-I always thought my senior year would be spent

partying, chasing girls, and having fun.

I thought it would be easy.

[ Scoffs ]

I couldn't have been more wrong.

[ Players shouting, Cheering ]

-Yo, Kenny!

-Hey, man! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

-I was open!

-What is wrong with you, man?!

-Kenny, let it go.

-You always got to take the shot, man!

You ain't Kobe!

-Watch out.

And you're not on this team anymore, boy.

-What?!

-In case you didn't notice, we won.

And I told you before,

I am not tolerating your selfish behavior.

Pack your things, and you're off my team.

[ Players murmuring ]

Shut up.

Hit the showers.

-Dibs on the locker, coach?

-Shower.

-You did it again, Kenny.

-Oh, man. You know I just do what I can.

-Yeah, man. You keep dropping these 40-point games,

we might make it back to the playoffs.

-That's the plan, right? -Yes, sir.

Hey, man. You getting out with us tonight, or what?

-Yeah, man.

-Alright. Bill? -Yo.

-You getting out with us tonight, man?

-Man, you know I'm going out tonight.

-Okay. We'll meet you over there at the club.

Kenny...you going?

-Of course I'm going, man.

I got to call wifey, first, though.

-Mm-hmm. Told ya.

The warden ain't gonna let you out, man. Booo!

I don't know about you -- I'm going out.

I'm going to celebrate,

'cause this party will never die!

[ Laughs ]

Ow! Wait! Oh!

-That's a wrap, now.

-Hey! Hey! What's going on over here?

-Nothing.

Macleem, Macleem, Macleem!

[ Chanting "Macleem!" ]

-Come on! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!

-What's up, Jameel? -What up, man?

Y'all on a roll, huh, bro?

-Finally, man. -Man.

-What's good, Mike?

-Yo, we've got to kill them at that after-party.

-You already know. -Come on, man.

-They not ready. I'll meet y'all there.

-Yes, sir.

-That was an excellent game, Curtis.

-Thank you.

-Excellent game, Curtis.

-You stupid, Jay. What's up, baby?

-Great game tonight.

So, how many you put up? -10 of 10.

-What? Only 10.

-It was a hot 10, man. And I'm fitting to go celebrate.

We've got to hit the club.

-Oh, I'm glad you said that 'cause I need your help tonight.

-Here we go again.

-No, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, this is good.

See, I met this hammer at the game.

She got a friend.

-Jay, I don't know, man.

-What? Come on, Mighty Wingman.

-Okay. Okay. But if she looks like the last angry bird

that you tried to hook me up with,

I'm not doing it.

I'm gonna lie, and say I'm sick, or something.

-No, no, no, no. It's all good.

And I'm glad you said that, 'cause they right behind us --

ding!

Janeen, Beth. This is my homeboy, Curtis.

-Hi, Curtis. Nice to meet you. -Hello.

Curtis King. Pleasure to meet you both.

[ Cellphone vibrates ]

-Oh, wait. I'm vibrating. -I'm vibrating, too.

-You know what? Third missed call.

I've got to take this. -What?

-Give me 30 seconds. I'll be right back.

-What you talking about? Hey, man, it's hammer time!

It's hammer time!

Oh. Ladies, sorry about that.

-Hello?

I'm sorry, I can barely hear what you're saying.

What?

W-W-Wait, what happened?

How come nobody called me?

I'm two hours away. I'll be there in two hours.

Alright.

Doc! My name is Curtis King.

That's my mother, Mildred, in there.

Is she okay?

-She's stable.

Between the sedative I have her and the pain medication,

she'll probably sleep till sometime tomorrow.

-That's the second time. Why does this keep happening?

-Curtis, your mother has hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.

It's a type of heart disease that results in

a thickening of the walls of the heart.

It impedes the process of normal blood flow.

That's what caused your mother's heart failure today.

Your mom checked in around noon.

She was complaining of fatigue, chest pain.

That's when she collapsed in the waiting room.

But thankfully, she was already here.

-So, now what?

-Truthfully, as bad as her heart is,

we need to keep her here until we're sure

she's out of danger.

The heart's unpredictable.

She could have more trouble tomorrow,

or she may never have a problem again.

So, for now, rest, medication, no stress.

That's about all we can do.

-Okay. Thank you. -You're welcome.

I'll make sure you have my information

before you leave.

-Thanks, doc.

**

**

-You're gonna love this.

-Good morning, Ma.

-Good morning, Baby.

Curtis, could you please tell Mary

to get this food out of here?

She keeps trying to feed me.

-Ma, you need to eat.

-Ugh! Alright.

Can you at least bring me something decent, then?

-Mildred, this is better than decent.

This is good food -- healthy.

You know you're restricted to heart-healthy foods, Mildred.

-Oh, hell!

-Ma.

-Okay. I'll eat some.

-Good.

And you'll be surprised how much you start to like it.

I'll be back to check on you later, okay?

-Okay.

-You know, if you need anything, just give me a buzz.

-Okay. I like her.

-Just buzz me.

-Alright, doll. -Thank you, Mary.

-Ain't she pretty, too? -You're welcome.

-She's pretty. -She is.

You starting stuff.

-No, I'm not.

I'm not starting nothing.

[ Groans ]

So...

How many days have I been here?

-Three days.

-How long you been here?

-Three days. -Oh.

-It's cool. I talked to my professors.

They said I could make up the work.

-When you headed back?

-I was actually...

thinking about not going back.

-Uh...

then you got another thing coming.

Honey, I know you're worried about me, but...

you're about to graduate. And you put off college

the last time I got sick. And you made me a promise.

-I know what I said, Ma.

but somebody's got to stay here take care of you.

-Honey, that's what the doctors and nurses are for.

Now, sick or not, I am still your mother.

And I expect you to keep your word to me.

Understood?

-Yes, ma'am. -Thank you.

-So...you hungry?

-Am I? I've been nibbling

on the stuff they keep bringing you.

-Well, Mary said there's some decent food downstairs.

-Now, you sit tight.

I'm gonna run downstairs and get something to eat.

-Okay. -I love you, Mom.

-I love you, too.

Say "hi" to Mary.

-I will.

You're trying to get some grandbabies.

-Ooh, lots of grandbabies.

Lots of grandbabies. [ Chuckles ]

-So, you got the number to the phone here

and Dr. Bailey's number, right?

-Mm-hmm.

I'm gonna call you every day.

And every weekend that I don't have an away game,

I'm coming down to see you.

-Okay. Make sure you stay on them books.

And make sure you still call me after every game.

-I will, Mom.

I love you, Ma.

-I love you, too.

-I'll call you, and let you know I made it.

-Alright, Baby. Be safe.

-I will.

-Mary's on duty tonight.

You might want to stop by her station.

-There you go, Mama.

-[ Laughs ]

-Excuse me, Mary.

-Oh. Hey.

I wanted to say "thank you" for all the help with my mom.

-You don't have to thank me.

-And also, normally, when Dr. Bailey isn't here, you are.

So, is it possible --

-Oh. You know what? Say no more.

This is my direct number,

so feel free to call me whenever...

you have questions about your mother.

-I will.

-I'll keep a close eye on her for you.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-You got good taste, Junior...

just like your old man.

I know you're not gonna walk away without speaking.

I'm still your father.

-You know, you've got a lot of authority in your voice

for somebody who's been gone for 15 years.

And you're not my father.

Mary, sorry to bother you.

Dr. Bailey said that my mother should remain stress-free,

and that includes unfaithful ex-husbands

and deadbeat dads.

So, under no circumstances

is this man allowed in to see my mom, okay?

-Okay. -Thank you.

-Wait a minute, Junior. -My name ain't "Junior"!

And you grab me again, you're getting a room in here.

**

-The King. -What's going on, boss?

-What it do?

Yo, man, I just walked to coach.

He let me know what's going on with your moms.

How's she doing?

-She's a little better, man. A little better.

-Good, man, 'cause I'm hoping

you're gonna be able to come to practice today,

because I've been killing your boy, Sean.

-I already know, man.

I've got my internship with Doc Thompson today.

But after that, I'll be at practice,

see if I put the cuffs on you.

-Hope so. I'll be there.

-Alright, superstar.

-Curtis?

Curtis. -Hey, Dr. Thompson.

I need to see you in my session room.

-Be there in one minute.

I'll be right with you.

Doc, you wanted to see me?

-Come on in, Curtis.

Have a seat.

[ Sighs ]

-You alright?

I haven't heard much from you today.

-I'm alright.

-I thought you said your mother was doing better.

-She's stable.

Saw my pops when I was home.

It's a long story.

He left when I was 9, and...

haven't seen him since.

I've got some time, if you want to talk about it.

-I appreciate it, doc, but no, thank you.

Okay, then, let me make a suggestion.

What's that?

It's a journal.

From what I understand, people write in them.

Sometimes, when you're dealing with something

that's difficult to talk about,

it can be a little easier to write about it.

-Doc, guys don't keep diaries.

-Curtis, it's your decision. But that little book right there

can help you out more than you will ever know.

-Look, take 10 minutes a day, sit down, unload.

It's like writing a note to yourself.

And nobody ever has to know what you write about.

And if you feel like you want to run something by me,

it's cool. I'm here for you.

Just let me know.

-Okay. I'll take it with me.

I'm not promising I'm gonna write in it, though.

Might put some girls' numbers in here.

-Okay.

One more thing -- take Mr. Everett's file

down to the outpatient desk on the way out.

-Okay. Thanks, doc.

Excuse me. Dr. Thompson asked me to drop these off here.

-Then, drop them off.

[ Files drop ]

**

-I'm killing you! Take that, take that, take that!

[ Toilet flushes ]

-What?

-Oh, my God!

-Ohh!

Ohh!

Ohh!

-Hey, y'all, don't go in that bathroom

for like, 60 minutes, man!

Seriously.

-Really?

You gonna come assassinate our bathroom like that,

and then give us some kind of disclaimer?

You got a bathroom in your apartment.

-I ain't got no toilet tissue, man!

-Oh, man. You couldn't use some air freshener or...

light a book of matches, or something?

-Man, I got some bad news --

I don't know whose facecloth I used, man.

-You used my facecloth?

-[ Laughs ]

Oh, my God. I don't...

Was it yellow?

-I just washed my face on that!

Have you been doing that?

I don't know, man. It was a yellow one.

-This might be the call I've been waiting for.

I ain't messing with y'all.

Yes. That's Karen!

-That's Karen? Booty calls?

-Got to handle that.

-Get it, player. Get it, player.

-See, um...

this...

off...

This, this...

this, this, this.

It's all mine.

I'm gonna take it...

whenever...

I want it.

**

-* You don't wanna make love, you just want it rough *

* Want me to take it with no conversation *

* Well, tonight gonna be one of them nights... *

[ Chuckling ]

-Question.

-Listening.

We've been...

you know, we've been kicking it for about three months now.

Um...

Why is it that the only time I see you

is when you want your toes curled?

-Well, Mr. Curtis,

it's because you're the best toe curler.

-I'll take that. I'll take that.

-No, but seriously, that's our arrangement, right?

-Right.

-Friends, benefits.

-Mm-hmm. All the benefits.

-Yes. I like it.

-What if I want a little more?

-Like what?

-I don't know, like, maybe,

go out to dinner sometime, or catch a concert, or...?

-Um...

Mnh-mnh. Look.

It's simple.

You know, it's simple. Let's just keep it there.

I don't know if I want to do all that.

-Okay.

So, for clarity, this is a...

booty call in reverse.

-A booty call?

-Yes. I'm a booty call for you.

No! You're not a --

-Yeah, pretty much.

-Yeah... -Yeah.

-Ish. -Mm-hmm.

You know, not like...

Come on, Curt.

-Okay. Okay. So, you won't be mad if I go find

somebody who does want all that?

'Cause I'm ready for that.

-Look...

you do you...

I'll do me.

And we'll just have fun.

Like that game tonight. That was a good game.

-This was a very good game. We both won.

-We did?

I think we're going into overtime.

-I agree.

**

Ma, I'm on it. I promised I would be, and I am.

You just make sure you getting some rest.

Yeah.

-Curtis, come back to bed, baby.

-Oh, Ma! -Got the oils ready.

-That's Jay. -Come back to bed.

Ma, that's Jay! You know better than that, Ma.

You ain't even raised me like that.

-Oh, yeah, you did. You don't know about your son.

-Ma, I love you. Bye. Call you later.

You play too much!

-No, you play too much.

You did that the last time I was on the phone

with my pastor.

He's still looking at me crazy.

-That was funny.

What did you get into last night?

-Ah, man, kicking that girl out! -Why?

-She kept playing "red light, green light" with me all night.

-"Red light, green light"?

You know, that game we used to play when we was kids?

-Yeah. -"Red light, green light."

-Okay, so, me and honey, we're on the couch, right?

We turned up. I'm hitting the neck and all that.

So, she hitting the shirt back, like "green light."

Bam! Red light -- like, okay.

That's different. Maybe she's kinky.

Maybe she plays freaky games.

I'm into all of that, right?

We run it back. I'm hitting the neck again.

I mean, this time, I'm full hitting it.

Right? Pull the shirt back. "Green light."

Bam! "Red light."

Now, after about an hour and a half of this,

I finally kicked her sexual bipolar butt out.

That was it for me.

-I got to get out of here, man. I got class in half an hour.

Hey, man, I got a game tomorrow.

Y'all coming? -Yeah. Yeah.

We definitely coming. But are you going to do

the delta after-party, man?

-Of course, man!

You already know, boy. -Boom.

-[ Laughs ]

-What's so funny?

-Red light. [ Laughs ]

That's hilarious, boy!

-You just a regular Richard Pryor today, ain't ya?

Hm?

That ain't funny.

**

**

-I got this R.A. in my dorm.

He be on my back for no reason, man.

He messes with everybody just because he can.

Nobody can touch him, 'cause he's an R.A.

-I wouldn't say he's untouchable.

I got an idea -- after practice.

Hold the light steady.

Ain't you ever done anything illegal, man?

-Come on, bro, we can't be out here like this.

We're gonna get caught.

-We not gonna get caught.

Snitches get stitches. You better not snitch.

-I'm with it. -Okay.

We ain't killing nobody. It's just a little water.

Hey!

**

**

**

So, what do you think?

-This isn't for me. This is for you.

What do you think?

-I think it was...weird,

going back and reading my thoughts

on the whole Karen thing.

I mean, don't get me wrong, you know, she's...

She's beautiful, you know? She's cool.

She's sexy.

Ohh! You know?

And the loving -- oh, my goodness!

Got to be more careful. It was bananas, doc.

We used to even do stuff in public --

places we weren't even supposed to be at.

-Like where?

-Not really important. Um...

-Unh-unh. -No, it's not important.

-Unh-unh. -But...

everything except for the physical was missing.

-So, now what?

-I don't know.

-For a while, the sex was enough.

You know, but just felt like

there's got to be more to it, you know?

-I've been married 10 years with 3 kids.

Trust me, I know.

-Oh, I mean, maybe I'm overthinking it.

You know, maybe I'm too young to be all serious.

-No, you're not.

Think about this.

In a couple of months, you're gonna graduate.

You're gonna walk across that stage, and then step off of it,

and that's where true life really begins.

And don't think it gets any easier

just because you get a degree.

You've got to start paying bills, got to get a job --

or two -- start paying off student loans.

Curtis, now is the perfect time

for you to start thinking about all these things,

and start planning for it.

-I haven't started thinking about any of it.

-Then, I suggest that you start.

If you have any problems, any questions, let me know.

-Question, doc.

Don't take this the wrong way, please.

Why the sudden interest in me?

-Let's just say that you're not the only one

whose father wasn't around.

We can trade stories another time.

Till then, I suggest you write about it.

**

-You sure know how to make an entrance.

-[ Chuckles ]

What's up?

-I know -- your door was open, so...

-It's cool.

-I was wondering...

Got time for play time?

**

**

**

-I didn't even make it one night.

[ Indistinct talking ]

-Hey, don't think I didn't forget.

-Is that one of your illegitimate children

or something? -Nah. He gave me a ride.

I owe him some money.

-What's up? -Nothing. Chilling, man.

You going to the party tonight?

-But of course.

Commissioner soup, you going?

I don't know, man.

-What else you got to do?

It ain't like you're gonna do some homework, or something.

-Man, you know I'm going.

I just did -- you know.

-And you're gonna play me like --

-I-I I saved you from touching my hand.

-That's the same guy that, after he gets through boo-booing,

he uses people's face rags.

-Yeah, that's your boy. -At least I told you.

Y'all still give me stuff about that?

You know that's not even cool, man.

-Did you see them cheerleaders? I was like, "Hell, no."

-The players were holding it down, though.

-Ooh, yes, they were.

-Don't you work at the university hospital?

-Yeah. So?

-We actually met the other day.

We didn't really get a chance to --

-Rough night tonight, Junior.

-I'm sorry. Let me take care of this.

-Curtis King, huh?

You're bringing your kooky

out of retirement in a major way.

-He's just some crazy dude from the hospital.

-How you know he crazy?

-Because he carries around one of those therapy journals

that the mental patients use.

Anyways, I need to go get my daughter.

So, can we get out of here, please?

-What the hell are you doing here?

-We need to talk.

-I don't have anything to say to you.

-Then, can you hear me out?

-Why? I know exactly what I need to know.

You were man enough to lay your behind down

with my mama, and make me.

You weren't man enough to get up and help take care of me.

That's all I ever need to know.

-There's so much more to the story, son.

-There's nothing else to say, okay?

Stay out of my life.

I don't want anything from you. I'm nothing like you.

I don't even want to see you.

-Alright, my soros, y'all better say it!

[ All chanting "Say it!" ]

-Alright. Now, I want everybody to have a good time up in here.

But look, no fighting.

This is a delta mu party.

[ All chanting "Say it!" ]

-Alright, y'all, everybody, let's party!

[ Cheering ]

-I'm definitely trying to knock something down tonight.

Pow-pow-Pow!

-Hey, what's up with you and mocha over here, man?

I've seen you talking to her.

-She just gave me her number.

-No, she didn't.

-Yes, she did. I just got her number.

Just like, literally, seconds ago.

-Didn't you give me your number?

Told you.

-She gave you a cold look.

Cold shoulder. Good luck, bro,

I'm going home. -What?

Y'all enjoy. Have fun.

-What you doing? -I got an early start, Jay.

I've got to go. -An early start to being lame?

-Whatever.

-You out? -Yeah, man, I've got go.

You good? -Yeah. I'm good.

I just met this bad shorty that you already know.

-Do your thing, big dog.

-So, Mike, are you single?

-Absolutely.

-Oh. And what are you doing later?

-Whatever you want to do later.

-What I want to do? Now, that's what I like to hear.

What I want to do.

Hey you. -Hey.

-Curtis, can you please give me a ride home?

-Come on. -Thank you.

-[ Sighs ]

-So... -So, listen --

-Soup, what the hell are you doing in my car?!

-Hmm? -What you mean, hmm?

I didn't stutter. Why are you in --

How did you even...

Do you have my key?

-Yeah, no -- yeah, man, alright?

I made a copy because I thought

it would be a littler bit more convenient

for me to have a key, you know what I'm saying?

-Soup, if you do not give me my key...

-[Sigh] What do you want?

The house key or the car key?

-Are you kidding me? Both! Now!

You are a mess.

I almost tazed you.

-With what? -My taser. 50,000 volts.

-You got a taser?

-It would have took that afro right to a nice little perm.

Almost tazed you.

-How you doing, Karen?

Karen, you look beautiful tonight.

Did I tell you that?

**

**

-So, what's up? I ain't talked to you.

You ain't called me.

I haven't heard from you in two weeks.

-I told you. I want more than what you're offering, Karen.

-Want to come inside?

-You know I do, but I'm not.

-If he's unavailable, I'll be glad to massage your feet.

-Soup, you are not helping at this point.

-I'm just saying. -Eat some glue.

-Are you sure? -No.

But I'm gonna hold on to this little bit of strength

just long enough for me pull off.

-Alright. Well, it's your loss, baby.

-Goodnight, Karen. -Goodnight, Karen.

Boy, you are tripping!

-Could you get in the front, please?

I can't back out or here with your afro in the back seat.

-I can't believe you let that walk away!

-We did some homework, and found out

a little more about your new friend.

-Curtis King is 24, 6'4",

probably got a 4.0,

started college a little bit late,

is on the basketball team,

and is an alpha packing an omega!

-He ain't crazy, either,

He's interning for Dr. Thompson.

That's why he had the journal.

-See? -And?

-"And?" He's single, he's fine, and he was checking you out.

Stella, you must get your groove back, darling.

When was the last time you had some?

-Mm! That long?

-Look, I am 26 years old,

and I do not have time for guys with games.

And that's all I seem to attract.

So, until that right one finds me,

I'll worry about it then.

I just hope "it" still works when he does.

-Well, I'm praying that it still works.

And I'm gonna bring you some holy water to splash down on it.

-I don't need any of your holy anything.

-Yeah, mm-hmm. -Pray, girl, pray!

-[ Speaking in "tongues" ]

[ Whistle blows ]

-Alright. Let's bring it in. Bring it in. Bring it in.

I got to be real -- you guys are killing me.

Basketball is about pride.

Man, you got conference tournament in two weeks,

and you can win the whole thing.

But you got to work hard.

And I told you all before,

there's no substitute for hard work.

Everybody got that?

Okay. Let Sean through.

Sean, this is what I'm gonna do.

Sean's gonna give me two free throws.

Miss them...

you guys keep running.

But if you make them --

and I need you to make them, Sean,

'cause you know what tonight is?

Tonight is date night.

And I love date night.

Now, y'all know my wife is fine.

When she puts it on coach,

she does it really, really good, coach go night-night.

Okay?

So, Sean, give me those two free throws,

so coach can go night-night.

Let's go. Come on. Let's go.

Give me two free throws on the line, Sean.

Let's go.

[ Indistinct talking ]

-You better not miss, boy.

Come on, boy.

You got it. You got this.

You got this.

**

Yeah! Yeah!

Here we go. Let's do this.

**

-Money!

-Yeah, baby!

-Bring it in! Bring it in!

[ Indistinct talking, shouting ]

-That's what it is.

-Let's go, y'all. -Here we go.

-Excuse me.

-Yes, excuse you.

I'm working right now.

I don't have time for conversations

with random pedestrians, so...

do you want something?

-You know, I knew I knew you.

You're the Wicked Witch of the West.

And I hope a house fall on you today.

-Is that all?

-No. I didn't want anything.

I stopped you to say you look nice.

You always do.

-[ Whispering ] What is your problem?

**

**

-How you doing, beautiful?

-Hmm, same stuff, different day.

These are beautiful, baby. Thank you.

[ Sighs ] How your school coming?

-Good. I'm staying on my books like I promised you I would.

-That's my boy.

-You look tired, Ma.

-Oh, I'm okay, now. Come on, now.

Someone said that they were going to concentrate on school,

and not be worrying about me.

-Yes, ma'am.

-You know it's going to be so nice.

You know you're the first person in our family to finish college.

I am so proud of you.

I want you to know that. -I hear you, Ma.

-You know what?

I never told you this before, but...

after your father left,

I was scared to death to raise you by myself.

I knew I could take care of you,

but I just didn't know if I could show you

how to be a good man.

I must have talked God's ears off on that subject.

But I guess, between me and Him, we did alright.

-Yeah, y'all did good.

-Are you still mad at your father?

-Yes.

He can't keep popping up in my life

like everything is okay.

-Listen, baby...

I know you have a right to be angry at him,

but eventually, you're going to have to forgive him, move on.

And don't be like him. Don't break some woman's heart

because you're out in the street chasing a bunch of women.

Just find someone special, love as hard as you can,

and let the chips fall where they may.

But you've got to forgive him.

I did.

And who knows...

maybe someday, you'll even talk.

-Yeah, right.

[ Chuckles ]

-What's so funny?

-When I used to come to your games to see you on the court,

you looked so much like your father.

Wow.

-He used to play ball?

-Did he ever.

But when I got pregnant, he took a second job,

and really didn't play anymore.

-You still love him.

-Yeah.

-Why?

-'Cause he's the only man I really loved.

Because he gave me you -- best gift I ever got.

-Ma, you're gonna have me misty-eyed in here.

-Well, darling, it's the truth.

Now, enough of that.

Let's talk about some grandbabies.

-Oh, Lord.

-Are you seeing somebody?

-Yeah, not anymore.

-Are you at least getting some?

-Ma! I'm not talking about my escapades with you.

-Ooh, don't make me laugh. Don't make me laugh.

Don't make me laugh.

-From Dr. Thompson.

-Curtis.

Um...

I owe you an apology for the way I acted the other day.

I'm sorry.

-It's cool.

You know, it is kind of funny --

I know who you are, and you know who I am,

and we've never officially met.

I'm Curtis King.

-Paula Whittaker.

-Good to meet you. -[ Clears throat ]

Curtis, this is my good friend Darren.

-Hey, what's up?

-Alright. Good to meet you, brother.

I'll talk to you later, Paula.

-Okay.

-Mm.

I see you.

I see you.

-What?

We were just talking.

-Hey, yeah. You look nice.

-Look, I'm glad you're here.

Dave, the Q, asked me to talk to the frat

about us doing, like, a joint food and clothing drive,

or something. We should do that.

-Let's do it. -Okay.

-See what I'm saying, man?

That's your problem, right there.

You're always trying to help everybody,

always trying to make everybody happy.

That's why you're never around, Curtis.

-What? I'm never around because I got a full class load,

basketball, and a job.

-My point exactly.

So, where does the frat fit in?

-I didn't come to college to pledge, man.

Classes are first.

Basketball pays for those classes.

I need my internship to graduate.

Anytime I got after that that's free,

I'm with y'all cats.

-Yeah, when you're not spending time with other fraternities.

-I was cool...

I was cool with them guys before I came to college and pledged.

What, am I supposed to act funny now?

Supposed to treat them differently now?

What's your problem, Mike?

-Hey, be cool.

-Jameel, let him answer. What's your problem?

-You're my problem, man! Your loyalty isn't with us.

We are not a priority to you.

-Wow.

-You spend all your time with all these other

organizations out here.

I'm starting wonder if you even pledged

the right fraternity, dude.

-And I'm starting to wonder how many of these words

I'm gonna let fall out your face before I hit you in your mouth.

Stop talking to me like you done lost your mind!

-I'm just saying, maybe red would look better on you.

-Or maybe this bookshelf would look better on you!

-Hey, hey, hey, hey!

-Do you ever realize you make some pretty bad decisions?

-Whatever, man. I ain't trying to hear that.

-Come on, man. You was wrong, Mike.

**

**

Do you mind if I join you?

-Depends on what you're after, Mr. King.

-A little bit of conversation.

-And?

-Can we just start with that?

-Fair enough.

-So, how is your day going?

-Same stuff, different day.

What?

-My mother says that, all the time.

-Listen, there's something you should know about me.

I'm 2 years older than you, with a 6-year-Old daughter.

So, if that's a problem, we can stop this right here.

God, my daughter, and my work are my priorities.

I have a "no BS" policy, so I don't do lies or games.

So, as a matter of fact, we can stop this right here --

-I really think you're overthinking everything, okay?

Now, I don't want anything from you.

I'm just trying to get to know you.

Now, do you have plans for lunch tomorrow?

-You are persistent.

-Very. -Hmm.

I'll be in the same place tomorrow here at 12 noon.

Good. Then, so will I.

Got to get to practice, but I will see you tomorrow.

-You speak of relationships often in your writing.

What, exactly, is it you want in a relationship?

-Something...

real.

I want to...

I want to love a woman the way my mom loves my dad,

the way my coach loves his wife.

That "hurry home from work" kind of love.

That.

-So, anything less than that would mean you're...

-Settling.

-Exactly.

Let's change lanes for a moment.

Tell me about your mom.

-Um...

She don't take no mess.

She's a cussing Christian.

-Mm-hmm.

-She's just always been there.

Back before her first heart attack,

she never missed one of my games.

Ever.

Uh...

She used to be up in the stands yelling, "Give them hell, baby!"

[ Chuckles ]

Somebody fouled me, I had to hurry up and get off the ground,

'cause I'd be scared she'd run out of the stands

and jump on the boy.

Yeah, man, she's just...

this amazing woman.

And...

I love her to death.

-Do you tell her?

-Every chance I get.

-You also wrote about your run-in with your father.

Are you more angry about that situation,

or afraid?

-Afraid?

-Of getting to know him.

Of getting close to him, and him leaving again.

Of being like him?

Maybe it's too soon for this discussion.

Let's pick this up again next time.

-Okay.

**

**

-Hey. -Hey.

-You're here early.

-Yeah, I didn't want to be late,

and have you fussing at me.

Feel like going for a walk?

-Yeah.

-Come on.

You know, I never see you with anybody.

How long has it been since you've been involved?

-Three years.

-[Whistles] that's a long time.

-Yeah.

-Must have been a pretty bad breakup

if you haven't dated since then.

My bad. We don't have to

get into that stuff if you don't want to.

It's fine.

When my daughter was 3 years old,

I found out her father

had a 1-year-old with someone else.

So, do the math.

The last two years of our relationship

were probably a lie.

-Sorry to hear that.

-Don't be.

I got a beautiful daughter out of the situation.

That's not to say it wasn't hard on me, but...

I wouldn't change a thing about it.

What about you?

How many kids do you have?

-None, yet.

I want some kids, but...

when the situation's right, when the time is right.

-So, you're single?

No girlfriends, wives, crazy women wandering about?

-You looking around for them?

-They can come out of the bushes. I don't know.

-I'm single -- no wives, no girlfriends, no tan lines.

Hilarious. You're really looking.

-I am, actually. -I'm single.

I was dating somebody at the top of the school year.

Not anymore.

-I still can't believe you said you wished

a house would fall on my head.

-So you can actually smile?

-Occasionally.

-I want to call you. Can I?

-Maybe you should give me your number.

-Only if you're gonna use it.

-I will. -When?

-When do you want me to call you?

-Tonight.

-Like...

-Like, this night, later on today, tonight.

[Cellphone beeping]

It's my real number.

And don't get me confused with no other guys, either.

Alright.

-Alright, Mr. King.

-Talk to you later, Ms. Whittaker.

-Okay.

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Hangs up ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

-Hey.

-Hey. Did you just call me?

Or did you just call me, have second thoughts,

and hang up real fast?

-I plead the fifth.

-Mm-hmm.

Um, can you talk?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

Well...tell me about you.

-Where do I start?

-You can start wherever you want to start.

I just want to hear you.

-Hey, you know it's a big party tonight.

-Yes, sir. I'm there.

I can't stay long, but I'm going.

What?

-I've got to drive home tomorrow.

-Got to drive home? -Yeah.

-Oh, dude!

Where is the old Curtis?

-What? -I don't like this new Curtis.

You totally forgot who you are.

Do you remember these days?

Come on, man. Diddy days?

Pouring coco losos -- do you remember this?

-Do I remember? Do you remember?

Who you talking to, baby? You remember this?

-Yeah, I do remember that.

-Okay, I don't.

So, at some point, can you please tell me what happened?

-Oh, don't worry, I got it on tape.

-Remember when I had Keisha out there on the balcony?

I got it all on tape.

-I want to see. -It's crazy.

I'm going! I'm going to the party!

I'm going. I promise. -You sure, man?

You definitely coming?

I'm gonna meet you there.

But no hookups.

-Look, before you start,

all of my assists are on point, okay?

-Let's count them out, Jay.

-Let's count 'em out!

You were 0 for October, okay? Remember Brenda,

from your class, the one you said was beautiful?

-Brenda was bad.

Brenda looked like workboots in the face, Jay.

-No, no, no, no, no. She had a workable booty.

Pow! -I'll give you that.

-That's where you got it wrong.

But you said she was beau-- Okay, and then Rachel.

You hooked me up with Rachel. Remember Rachel?

-What's wrong with Rachel?

-With the taco meat? The chest hair?

And she kept wearing low-cut shirts?

-There's an easy solution for that.

You get your Mr. Miyogi on.

Wax on, wax off -- eeecch!

-No. -You do that.

-No wingman. I'm not doing wingman.

But I'm going to the party. I promise.

-Make sure you show up tonight.

-I'm there.

Darren, is Paula here today?

Oh, there she is.

Hello, Ms. Whittaker.

-Hello, Mr. King.

-Question. There's a party tonight

at the dorm room that I don't really feel like going to.

But I promised I would go.

Do you feel like going by there with me for a little bit?

-Only if I...

Only if Tiffany can watch Trina for me.

-Yes.

Me and the baby all... night long.

-Um, but you know I don't do the club thing, right?

-Is that a "yes"?

-Yes.

I'll meet you there.

-I will see you later.

-Oooh! -Hush it.

I don't even -- not --

-Why do I feel like it's me going?

Ooh, Jesus. Wait a minute. Hold on.

I'm planning your outfit.

**

-There you are. Right on time.

-Hey. I saw you out there, doing your thing.

-How long you been here?

Just a little while.

-Come on.

Let's dance.

-No, I don't slow-dance much at all.

I got you. Come on.

**

[ R&B ballad plays ]

**

-I told you I got you.

-Yeah, yeah.

-I'm gonna grab something to drink. You want anything?

-No, no, no.

-I'll be right back.

**

Can I get a Hennessy and 7-up, please?

-Hey, you. -Hey.

-Who is your little friend?

-That is none of your business, Karen.

-Well, I want to see you.

I need my fix, and that is my business.

-As good as that sounds, Karen, I can't.

-You can't? -I can't.

You wanted to be free to do your thing,

so, you're free to do your thing.

I'm doing mine.

-With that? -With her, yeah.

-Look at her. I mean, how old is she?

-That's a grown woman. And she looks amazing.

-Well, what is she wearing?

Did she know she was coming here?

-There you go.

-Alright, well, whatever.

Enjoy your little prom date.

**

-Everything okay?

-Uh, yeah. That was Karen --

the friend with benefits I told you I was seeing

at the beginning of the school year.

-Is she still covered? Covered?

-She still getting those benefits?

No.

She's not.

Hey.

She's not.

You want to get out of here.

-Yes.

-Come on.

Hold on.

Oh. Thank you.

So, what time are you heading out?

-Early.

I'll be back Sunday.

I'm gonna call you tomorrow.

-Okay.

Thanks for inviting me.

-Thank you for coming.

Make sure you call me,

and let me know you made it home, okay?

-Okay.

-Where did you park?

-Right here.

-Okay. I'll walk you.

-Curtis.

Hey, Ma. -Hey, baby.

I got a crush on my doctor.

[ Chuckles ]

-What did Dr. Bailey say?

-Nothing important.

Um...

You are glowing a little bit, son.

You want to tell me something?

-No.

-You met somebody.

-How do you always know?

-I'm a mom. Moms just know these things.

Oh, my goodness.

And you like her, too, don't you?

I do.

Did you tell Dr. Bailey about you being lightheaded,

Ma, and you being more tired?

-I told him I'm fine. I'm fine.

-Ma -- -Enough about that.

Listen to me. Just say your name -- your last name.

-King. -Exactly.

Do you ever notice how people kind of look up to you?

You're a leader.

Not that you're better than anybody.

I want you to accept that gift.

Use it.

Be a good king.

You understand what I'm saying?

-Kind of.

-You will.

-Honey, I just want you happy. You deserve it.

I just want you to live and laugh and love hard.

No regrets.

-You got any regrets?

-Not one.

-I loved a man as hard as I could.

I raised a son as best as I could.

No regrets.

-and I want you to know, Ma, I couldn't have asked

for a better mother.

-Oh, shucks.

-I mean it -- even though you tore my behind up a few times.

-[ Chuckles ]

But you were doing the work of two parents.

And it wasn't always easy.

And I love you for that, so much.

-I love you, too, baby.

Damn, I'm good!

-Ma!

Cussing Christian.

-God will forgive me. -He will.

A little cussing won't hurt nobody.

[ Both laugh ]

-You said "write about it,"

now you're saying I write too much.

-But I did not tell you to write a novel.

[ Both laugh ]

But I am glad that

you're finally addressing these things.

How was your visit with your mother?

-It was good.

Uh, I do think

she knows something that she's not telling me, though.

'Cause she kind of got a little sentimental.

-Did you two talk about your father?

-Yeah.

I'm just still at the same place, doc.

I don't see how a man could just

up and walk away from his family like that,

and never look back.

-Are you sure he never looked back?

He's probably still looking back.

-I don't know, doc.

-You said, in your writings, that he was

under the influence both times you saw him.

-Yeah.

-It was probably the guilt.

He's trying to drink it away.

Don't you want to know why he left?

Don't you want to know what he was going through?

-Yeah.

Guess I was just too mad to ask.

-I didn't want to sit there talking to him,

and hear what he had to say.

-Why?

-I don't know. -Yes, you do.

-Because, doc, I didn't want to talk to him,

and get to know him,

and then he leave again.

-Are you really afraid of becoming like him,

or ending up the way he did?

-Yeah.

I've got to be a father one day, man.

Nobody ever showed me how.

I learned how to shoot a jump shot

from the guys in my neighborhood,

how to throw a football from friends in the neighborhood.

My mom had the "birds and bees" talk with me.

All that stuff is stuff you're supposed to do with your pops.

-Okay.

So, how do you avoid making the same mistakes that he made?

-By making better decisions now.

-Exactly.

You have more control over this than even you know.

-You're good.

-I know. [ Chuckles ]

-Wait a minute.

Are you sure I'm not gonna get a bill for this, doc?

I can't afford you.

-Yes. I'm sure.

But if you pull another freaky episode,

we're gonna have a problem.

-Yes, sir.

-I'm not laughing.

It's not funny. It's not.

-How's my favorite lady in the building?

-Mary. Hi.

-How you doing? -Okay.

You're so pretty.

You see my son out there?

-Well, I actually did just run into him

by the men's locker. -Really?

-Yeah. -I love him so much.

He sacrificed so much for me.

You know, the first time I got sick,

he just put off college,

and has always been there for me.

[ Crying ]

What y'all ladies up to in here?

-Oh, we're just chewing the fat --

you know a little girl talk.

-Mary.

-Bye, Mary.

I got something in my eye.

-Let me see what we can do about that.

-Thank you.

[ Sighs ]

Baby, what are you still doing here?

I thought you were gone.

-I've got to go soon --

I've got class and practice tomorrow.

You know I wouldn't leave without saying "goodbye" to you.

-Call me as soon as you get there.

I want to make sure that you made it there safely, okay?

-Okay, Mom.

I love you, Mom.

-I love you, too.

-I'll call you when I make it.

-Make sure you do.

Thank you.

[ Crying ]

-Hey, beautiful.

-Wow!

I don't know what to say. Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-It's been a long time since someone gave me a rose.

It's been a while for a lot of things.

-I know.

-There's something you should know.

-What's up?

-I haven't dated anyone seriously for a while.

I haven't been close to a man

in, um...

any way in that time, either.

And I wanted to let you know

where I stood on the subject.

I really want to wait a while

before I give myself to someone like that again --

maybe until I'm married, or till I know it's right.

-Okay.

What? Is this the part where you expect me

to get up and run away?

-Kind of.

-Mnh-mnh. Look, Paula,

if I was just after some loving,

I wouldn't have to work this hard.

I like you...

a lot.

So, it's cool.

It ain't gonna be easy, but it's cool.

You're worth it.

-[ Sighs ]

You continue to surprise me, Mr. King.

-Well, good.

You get off at 6:00, right?

-Yeah, but I pick up Trina from the sitter at 6:30.

-Okay.

Um, I get out of practice at 6:00.

How about I pick you two up, and we go grab something to eat?

I'd love to meet your little girl.

-I don't know, Curtis.

-Okay, Well, you know what, if it's too soon, no pressure.

You see if the babysitter can watch her

for an extra hour, and then, we'll grab some dinner,

and you'll be picking up Katrina no later than 8:00?

-Okay.

-Okay. Good.

Well, I've got practice in 30 minutes, so I've got to go.

-Okay. Thank you again.

-You're welcome.

**

**

-See you later.

-Okay.

Child...

-Just trying to get an update on my mom's status.

-Yeah, this is, like, the third time I've called.

So, please tell him to call me back as soon as he can.

Thank you. Bye.

-Ay-ay-Ay.

If you don't mind me asking,

what is making your mother sick?

-You just jump right on in there, huh?

She has heart disease --

uh, hypertrophic cardio something.

-Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.

-That.

She's 44.

She just had her second heart attack.

Um, first one happened right after I graduated, actually.

That's why I didn't start college right away.

I wanted to stick around and, you know,

help her out around the house for a little while.

-Let's change lanes for a moment.

How are you and Nurse Whittaker getting along?

-How did you know about Paula and I?

-I've known for a while.

Why do you think I sent you down there with that paperwork?

-You are something el-- okay, doc, I got you now.

Okay. Um, we are good.

Thank you for asking.

But...

She wants to wait on the sex.

-And you really want to wait?

-No.

I'm sure I don't want to wait.

But...I like her.

And...

if it's important to her, then, we're gonna wait.

She's worth it.

-I'm glad to hear it. Keep me updated on that.

-I will, doc. -Alright.

-Have a good weekend. -You, too.

[ Cellphone rings ]

-Hey. I was beginning to wonder

if I was gonna get my goodnight call.

-You knew I was gonna call you.

-You saying I got it like that?

-Maybe?

-Mm.

Well, you know I'm getting spoiled, right?

-Is there something wrong with that?

-No. As long as you keep it up.

But, um, I don't want to be the only one being spoiled,

so I was wondering if I could

cook dinner for you tomorrow night.

-Okay.

Um, it will have to be about 8:30,

'cause I don't get off at the hospital until 8:00.

-Okay. Good.

Dinner will be ready and on the table.

I'll pick up a couple of movies, too.

Oh, and, um...

my daughter will be there, too.

-Okay, it's a date.

I will see you both at 8:30.

-Okay. Um...

Goodnight.

-Goodnight, Paula.

**

[ Knocking ]

-Hi! -Hey.

-Come on in.

Dinner's almost ready.

-Smells good.

-Uh, Katrina, baby, come on downstairs.

There's someone I want you to meet.

Curtis, this is my daughter, Katrina.

-Hi, Curtis!

-Hi.

Come help me set the table.

-I'll be in here.

-[ Laughs ]

-Thank you for dinner.

-No problem.

-Mom, can I watch TV?

I need that homework done before you put that TV on.

-Yes, Mom.

Alright. Get to it.

-She's such a little woman. Anything I can do to help?

-No, no, no. I got it.

-How about this --=

How about you wash...

and I'll dry, and put away.

-Can't say "no" to that.

-Thank you.

So, what movie did you get?

-Oh, I got some family stuff, so Katrina could watch.

-Okay. Cool.

I got the Twizzlers, so we should be all set.

-Alright.

-* Are you the sunshine

* That's begging me

* To come in from the rain

-Oh, really?

Thank you, Katrina.

-* To turn around and take your love away *

* Yeah, yeah

* Oh, oh

-* Maybe there's another way... *

**

**

* Could you love me the rest of my life... *

**

**

-You have to leave?

-Don't have anything going on early.

Just got my game tomorrow night,

so, I can stay, if you want me to.

-I do.

You're gonna break my heart, aren't you?

-No.

-Promise?

-I promi...

Guys do not pinkie-swear.

Come on, now.

Paula, don't make me do this.

You better not tell nobody I did this.

-Who am I gonna tell?

-It's against man code.

I pinkie-swear.

-Really?

-I promise.

-Good.

[ Giggles ]

-I promise.

-Spill those beans. What happened?

-Well...

I made his dinner.

-Ah, good thinking.

-We watched a movie.

-Yes. -Yes.

-I laid my head on this chest.

-Yes. -Yes.

-We talked.

He rubbed my face.

-Ooh! -[ Sighs ]

-Played in my hair...

-Yes! -[ Sighs ]

-...until I fell asleep.

-Huh?

-I know that ain't it.

That can't be it.

That's it? -That's it.

-Oh, hell no!

-He held me all night.

It was perfect.

-No hair-pulling, no spanking,

nothing nasty at all?

-Nope.

It was perfect for me.

-Paula, that ain't perfect.

Perfect would have been him curling my toes

and pulling a track out the back of my head.

-We're gonna get to that. We're just...waiting on it.

-Are you sure he's not "getting to that"

with someone else? -Yes. I'm sure.

-It's just too good to be true.

I mean, really -- he's willing to wait on sex,

he's super fine,

and I heard through the grapevine that the boy is good!

Hoo-whee!

Lord, I don't know, girl.

-And on that note, I'm gonna get to work.

-[ Whispers indistinctly ]

-What did I say?

-You feel good, coach?

-No. I don't feel good.

If I come in here again, and see you guys whooping it up

when you played mediocre, it's gonna be a problem.

We're running till I die.

Where's Curtis?

-Yeah, where's King?

Damn. Yo, King.

-[ Sobs ]

-What's up, man?

What's up, man?

What's wrong?

-Hey, son?

Hey, son, you okay?

-My mom...

My mom...

-What's wrong with your mom?

-She's gone.

[ Sobs ]

-I'm very sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

**

-I'm gonna get my life together, Ma,

so I can see you again.

**

I hope you can get some rest now, okay?

**

I love you.

**

Curtis.

**

-* And I know I'll never make it if I don't trust ya *

* So I decided that I will take the leap of faith *

* And I know I'll survive

* He will catch me before I hit the ground *

* Or teach me how to fly...

* Teach me how to fly

* Fly, fly

* Teach me how to fly

* I know you'll catch me before I hit the ground *

* And teach me how to fly

* Spreading my wings, getting closer to the air *

* Looking down as the wind blows *

* I can feel your pain

* Oh, father, I'm no longer afraid *

* Gonna put all my trust in you *

* I know you'll carry me

* Soaring through the air like an eagle *

* I know all around me I got angels *

* I know you will never let me down *

* I know you'll catch me before I hit the ground *

* Oh, teach me how to fly

* Yeah

* Teach me how to fly

* Teach me how to fly

* I know you'll catch me before I hit the ground *

**

* I want you to teach me

* Come on and teach me

* Teach me how to fly

-King, it's Jay. Let me in.

-What's up, man? Come on in, man.

-What's going on, bro? How you holding up?

-I'm alright.

-I Wanted to come over and check on you, man.

Nobody seen or heard from you in...

-I've been hiding out.

-I didn't want a whole bunch of pity,

you know what I'm saying?

Just needed some time to myself.

-Yeah, I totally understand, man.

What's that?

-It's a rock my mother gave me.

It's got the word "gratitude" carved into it.

She gave it to me a while back,

told me to carry it every day,

and every time I remember that, you know, it's in my pocket,

to remember all the things that I'm grateful for.

She was always doing stuff like that.

-You talked to your mom every day, huh?

-Yeah.

Yeah, we had some...

we had some pretty good talks

my last couple of visits, man.

You know, I... I think she knew.

It's like she had a list of things

that she's always wanted to say to me,

and she said them all.

-You should feel good about that, man.

-I do. I really do.

I just can't used to the idea

I'm never gonna see her again.

You know?

She's the only family I have.

-Nah.

You've still got family here, bro.

-I appreciate it.

-I'm your girl, right, and you know I keep it 100.

Don't -- right? Come on, now.

It's time you put that thing on him.

What?

Just give him a little PC.

-What is PC?

-Pity coochie.

[ Both laugh ]

-Where do you come up with this?

-I mean, I know you're trying to wait,

and, "Oh, thank you, Jesus,

hold on to yourself for a man," but no!

I mean, I get that, but that's not working today.

Today, you need to go do what you got to do.

Now, look, this is what you're going to do

when you go over there.

[ Cellphone rings ]

-Hello?

Hey.

Come on in. The front door's open.

[ Basketball game on television ]

[ Whistle blows ]

Come on.

[ Door opens ]

-What are you doing here?

-Watching the game. About to grab a shower.

-Well, um, I was thinking it would be a good idea

if I got your mind on something else tonight.

So...

I brought you a gift --

me.

-Mm. I thought you said --

-I know what I said.

And I know what I want.

-Look, look, look, look, look. Come here. Come here.

We're gonna pick this conversation up another time.

Okay? It's not the right time for this.

-But I've got a new vicky suit on and everything.

-And you look amazing in it.

Okay, baby, my mom just passed.

And as must as I want you...

this is the last thing on my mind.

And why the sudden change?

-Tiffany thought it would be a good idea --

-How long has it been since Tiffany's had a man?

-A while. -Mm-hmm.

So, how in the world is she gonna

give you advice on how to keep yours?

-I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

And Tiffany said --

-Tiffany's gonna talk you out of a relationship.

Paula, sex can't fix everything.

And I know you.

I know you don't want to do this yet.

Look, I don't want to argue with you, okay?

We can talk about this tomorrow.

-I want to talk about this now.

-We can talk about this tomorrow.

You and I can, not you, me, and Tiffany.

Okay?

-Okay.

**

-What?

Haven't I taught you anything?

You wear the thong in this relationship.

You need to march right back over there,

and be with your man. -He wants to be alone.

-Then you leave him alone from across the room.

But you need to protect your man

from these women, and from himself.

I just don't get you.

-With all this good advice you give,

why does your man require batteries?

-This is not about me and my man --

or the remote that comes with him. Ooh!

-Remote?

-Why are you still here?

-I'm sorry. I'll call you later.

-Ooh. Where is my purse?

-Let me call you right back. Alright. Peace.

Hey! -Hey.

Are you sure about this?

-Yeah. I'm positive, okay?

Look, my boy really needs this.

Just take care of him, alright?

-Alright. You know I will.

Alright.

**

**

-Ooh, uh, baby, I didn't do this.

-Yes, you did! What? No, I didn't.

How did you get in here?

-So this is why you wanted to be alone?

-No. Nothing happened.

-Yes, it did. but it did.

-You're lying.

I don't -- Paula, listen --

-I don't want to hear anything you have to say.

-Nothing happened.

-I hope she was worth it.

-Paula!

-That's a cute coat.

Goodbye, Curtis.

-That was a cute coat.

-Get your lying ass up out of my apartment.

[ Indistinct arguing ]

-Are you crazy, Curtis! I'm not going nowhere!

No! No, I'm not!

-Be careful. Watch it.

-Where's my stuff?

-Do not come back in here. Stay out here.

-Don't forget my purse!

-Here you go. There you go.

Get your bra. Here's your bag.

-Stupid.

You just gonna kick my purse?

-Come on.

I always wanted to kick a Gucci bag.

Get out of here.

[ Dialing phone ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Voicemail beeps ]

-Paula, this is Curtis.

Look, this is, like, my seventh call, okay?

Now, I know what you saw looked bad.

I don't know how she got in here.

I don't know how she was naked.

Nothing happened,

and you won't give me a chance to explain myself.

At least call me back.

Baby, I promise on everything, nothing happened.

Call me back.

Hey, Darren.

Is Paula around, man?

-She doesn't want to talk to you.

-I'll try back later.

-She ain't gonna want to talk to you then, either.

-No. No. No.

Alright. Bye.

-Paula, can you give me a second?

Paula, I just need to talk --

Paula.

Excuse me, Tiffany. Listen, I need some help.

-Stop.

How did you address me?

-"Tiffany." -"Ms. Grace."

Where is my name tag?

-Ms. Grace, I need some help. Paula won't even talk to me.

I didn't do nothing.

And I'm not gonna talk to you --

you've got me in here talking to the enemy.

Get out of here. She is not here.

She don't want you.

Love don't live here no more, boo.

-Doc, you got a second?

-Sure, Curtis. Come on in.

Have a seat.

-I'll sit over here, in the doctor's chair.

So tell me your problems.

-[ Chuckles ]

Relax. You might want to get your degree first.

-Good point. Good point.

-Look, um...

I was really sorry to hear about your loss.

How have you been?

Haven't seen you in a couple weeks.

-Been better, but...

I'm okay.

Got a letter from my dad when I was home.

Opened it, but, I haven't read it yet.

-I'm ready when you are.

I was kind of hoping you would read it.

-And I would, if you weren't ready.

But you are.

-Kind of knew you were going to say that.

"Dear Curtis...

[ Clears throat ]

Please read this before you throw it away.

I wanted to tell you that I'm sorry.

Sorry for a lot of things --

For the failed relationship with your mom,

for leaving you two...

and for doing exactly what my father did to me.

They don't make enough Hennessy to wash away that kind of guilt.

I've been at almost every home game you've ever played here.

I'm proud of you.

And I wanted to tell you in person,

but you have a temper, just like your old man.

Anyway, I live and work here in town,

and am usually at People's Bar on Main Street after work.

If you get time, and could please stop by and talk,

or have a beer with me one of these days,

it would mean the world to me.

Sincerely...

Curtis Sr."

**

-This chance that you have, right here, right now --

I wish I had that chance again.

I carried all the hate I had for my father for way too long.

Wouldn't take his calls, wouldn't see him -- nothing.

[ Sighs ]

Eventually, I forgave him.

Even went to try to find him a couple of years back.

He was dead.

Curtis, go see your father.

Ask him everything you ever wanted to know.

And try not to take all that anger in there with you.

But go.

If you don't, you will regret it

the rest of your life.

Trust me. I know.

-Thank you.

-Can I get a water, please?

-Curtis.

-Curtis.

-[ Laughs ]

-This is a happy surprise.

I'm happily surprised.

-I figured you were right.

We need to talk.

-Where would you like to start?

-Well, Mama used to say

there are two sides to every story,

and I haven't really given you a chance to tell yours.

So, start at the beginning.

-Okay.

Alright. Um...

[ Clears throat ]

I met your mother in high school.

Um...

She was a sophomore. I was a junior.

I saw her on the track the first time.

She was running a lap or something...

**

-Thank you.

No, thank you.

**

**

-See you next week? -Alright.

-Curtis King. -Hey, doc.

-I just finished reading

the last entries into your journal.

You've come a long way.

-Thanks, doc. -Not the same young man

that came in here a year ago. I hope you know that.

-Yeah, I do.

-Good.

Oh, Curtis, you got your resume together?

-Yeah.

-Get it to me.

-What are you up to, doc?

-Don't worry about that. Resume.

-You'll have it before the day's out.

-Hey, yo, King.

What's up, man? You good?

-Yes, sir.

-Hey, I've been hearing about this Greek weekend thing.

Is it all that hot, like...

-It's gonna be bananas. -B-bananas?

-Bananas. You better sleep Thursday night,

'cause you ain't gonna sleep again till Sunday.

Come on.

-I mean, like, I'm with you, dawg.

-Pack a lunch, and get some sleep.

**

* I'm-a walk around, and see who like me... *

-Whoo!

* I'm-a I'm-a I'm-a walk aroud and see who like me... *

**

* I'll be right back

* I'm-a do a lap

* I'm-a I'm-a walk around, and see who like me... *

[ Cheering ]

**

[ Cheering ]

**

**

-Curtis King.

I thought you might want to know

that Paula is seeing somebody else now.

-You're really enjoying this, huh?

-Oh, I'm having a ball at it.

I mean, I hate to be the bearer of bad news and all.

-You know, Tiffany, I'm old-fashioned,

so I ain't gonna put my hands on you.

-I wish you would. -Never.

I wouldn't even dream of it.

But I will happily pepper-spray your goofy ass

if you don't get away from my ta...

-Why would you say that?

-So I can get him to stop bothering you.

Duh. -He already did.

He hasn't called or come by in a week.

Good, then it worked.

-[ Sighs ]

-Why are you breathing hard,

like you've got a problem with that?

-'Cause I miss him -- a lot.

-How does one miss what one has not had?

-Why does it always have to be --

Really? -I'm just saying.

-I don't know. I just...

I haven't been this happy in a while.

-Ugh.

"Happy"?

Ugh. Are you seriously gone --

are you really -- for real?

That's where we at with this?

Nah. Mnh-mnh. Not my girl.

We're going shopping.

-Crazy year, man.

-Man, tell me about it.

Your boy, Soup, he bought food and drinks for once.

-Yes, I did.

-You fell in love, and everything.

That was different.

You really loved that girl, didn't you?

-Yeah, man -- never got a chance to tell her.

Still think about her -- big, pretty brown eyes,

and that smile.

Kisses taste like grape Kool-Aid.

-That's ghetto.

-Y'all sound like y'all together, alright?

Listen, could you stop talking poetic right now?

-Hey, forget him, 'cause he's nutso.

Look, can I talk to you for a second?

-Yeah. What's up, Jay-Lew?

You run out of that 150-pack already?

I got some bags upstairs.

-Nah, man. I, uh...

actually can't take this anymore, man.

I've got to come clean with you about something.

-I wouldn't tell him, Jay.

-I -- hm...

Look, man, I -- aw! Man.

-I let Karen in that night.

I -- I know! I know, but see,

I just thought it would do you some good.

-Wait, wait, wait, wait. No, no, no, no.

So, all that was your fault?

All of -- I lost Paula 'cause of you!?

-No, bro, I was just trying to help you out.

-Stop right there. Stop right there.

I don't want to talk about it no more.

-No --

-Jay, I don't want to talk about it no more!

[ Knocking on door ]

Come in!

-King, you good? -I'm good, man.

We need to leave. -King, man, I'm sorry.

Jay, I'm done! -Just hear me out!

-I don't want to talk about it no more, man!

-You're just coming out of the shower?

-Coach, you wanted to see me?

-Hold on, baby.

Give me a second, son.

-Okay. -Thank you.

-Hey, I got a second.

Yes, baby, I get off at... I get off at 5:00.

I'll be home by 5:08.

I can't wait.

I love you, too, Mama Bear.

[ Growling ]

Hey, I've got to go!

-Let me guess, Coach, it's date night?

-Yeah, It's date night.

Come on in, and close the door, son.

Look, son, I wanted to talk to you about your future.

-Soup?

-Yeah.

-Aw, hell, no!

-Yep, man. It's time, man.

-It's time for me to go on and get out of here, man, graduate.

You know?

-So, what's next?

-Well, you know, I've been taking a lot of classes.

You know, I've been trying to get my Master's in education.

And I think I'm gonna come back here, and teach a little bit.

-You're gonna be a professor?

-Yeah. I'm gonna be a professor.

-Oh, Lord, help us all.

Congratulations. I'm speechless, man.

-I know you are. Thank you.

Appreciate that, man. You take care.

-You, too, brother.

Hey!

Is that my dress shirt?

-I'll put it back in the closet, man.

Alright? -Mm-hmm.

-And before I forget...

here's the key to your safe.

-Hey. -Hey.

-I owe you an apology.

Jay told me everything, and...

the Karen situation wasn't your fault.

-Okay.

-Okay?

-What do you expect me to say?

-I don't know. I...

I guess, um... I guess if you...

accepted my apology, that...

you would run over here, and hug me, kiss me,

tackle me, and, uh, something like that.

-Guess you figured wrong.

All them times I was trying to track you down,

and talk to you, and explain what happened,

you wouldn't even give me a second to talk.

Now, I'm supposed to run over there,

and kiss you, and hug you?

No.

You...

come over here, and do all that.

-That look real nice. I want some sugar, too.

-Jay!

-I'm playing. I'm playing.

I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry.

-It's okay.

-I wanted to come over and apologize, okay?

-We good. -Are we cool?

We're cool, man. -She told you everything?

-Yes. We're good.

-Cool. That's great, 'cause I've got to go.

I met this girl named Tiffany at the hospital.

-Oh, that's -- -Yeah.

We got a date tonight. -Shh! Congratulations.

-Thank you. You should, 'cause she told me

she gonna help me use that whole 150 pack!

-Come on, baby.

-Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming.

I think I'm in love. Whoo-hoo!

-Good luck, brother. Get a nap first, though.

You're gonna need it.

-[ Chuckles ]

So, I went by your apartment today,

and your stuff was gone.

Thought you were going home.

No, I moved all my stuff into my new place.

-So, you're not leaving?

No. I'm actually gonna be

the assistant head coach next year.

Coach Woodson is retiring in a couple years,

and wants to groom somebody to take his place.

So, it's gonna be me.

And Doc Thompson helped me get

a part-time caseworker position at the hospital.

So, it looks like I'm gonna be around here a while.

-Curtis...

-I wasn't sure I was gonna see you again.

-Wouldn't have missed it for the world, Junior.

Congratulations.

-Thank you.

Um, Paula, this is my father, Curtis Sr.

-Hi. Good to meet you.

-You, too.

-So, I'm starving. Y'all wanna eat?

-Absolutely. -Shall we?

**

My last year of college was, by far, the craziest,

hardest, but best year of my life.

I lost my mom...

...found my father...

...fell in love...

graduated, and found myself.

I came full circle, and I know who I am now --

a man.

A king.

A good King.

-* I'm alright

* And I'm gonna make it

-Coach, you got a minute?

I'd like to holla at you about something.

-Come on in, but make it quick.

I've got to get home to the wife.

It's date night.

-* And I know he made me strong for a reason *

* And I know that it must be my season *

* So, anytime that it gets a little rough *

* I encourage myself, and sing *

* I'm alright

* I'm going through

* But I'm-a make it to the other side, y'all *

* I'm okay

* I'm okay

* I might bend under the pressure *

* But I'm not gonna break *

* I got faith

* I'm gonna keep on believing and dreaming *

* I can do anything

* Oh, I'm all right

* And I'm gonna make it

* Oh

* They won't break me this time *

* I'm gonna make it this time, this time *

* I'm-a make it this time!

* My time is right now

* I'm ready right now

-I'm ready right now.

-* I'm closer than ever

* Stronger than ever

* I'm a believer

* And I'm gonna be alright

-I'm gonna be all right.

-* Said I'm gonna be alright

Whoo!

* I'm alright

* I'm alright

* I'm going through

* But I'm gonna make it to the other side, y'all *

* I'm okay

* I might bend under the pressure *

* But I'm not gonna break

* I got faith

* I'm gonna keep on believing and dreaming *

* I can do anything

* Oh, I'm alright

* And I'm gonna make it

-Let's go to church, y'all.

-* I'm alright

* I'm going through

* But I'm gonna make it to the other side, y'all *

* I'm okay

* I might bend under the pressure *

* But I'm not gonna break

* I got faith