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(siren wailing)

- Don't give me that crap.

You told my bodyguard everything was under control.

You told him to stay put.

- Natalie, get off the phone, girl. Come on, let's go.

- Wait for what?

Oh now you want to evacuate.

Well screw you.

(coughing)

move out the way, move.

Let's get the hell out of here.

- Where are you going?

No, no.

(coughing)

- Put me down, James.

You're my bodyguard, you're not my father.

Stop.

Put me down, put me down.

(shouting)

Stop, let me go.

- Its okay, I'm here.

Natalie.

This is gonna be our last.

(laughing)

- No, no disrespect

but if I'm gonna die

I'm gonna die getting high.

♪ Aint she sweet ♪ ♪ Now I ask you ♪

- Natalie Cole

dies in hotel fire, freebasing cocaine.

Now that's a hell of a headline, don't you think?

And its just one of many that almost got written.

I can't tell you

how often god saved me from disasters

that I got myself into.

No matter how much I screwed up,

he just kept sending angels my way.

Okay, maybe don't call them angels

but they are the people who love you

when you're real easy to hate.

See that's what life comes down to, relationships

and no matter what else we are along the way

and no matter what else we become,

first we are sons and daughters.

- There you go.

You ready?

Okay push that button.

Coming to you live from Hancock Park

its Ms. Natalie and Mr. Nat King Cole.

Ready?

♪ Kemo kimo ♪

♪ Stare a stare ♪

♪ Me hey ♪

♪ Me ho ♪

(scatting)

(doorbell rings)

♪ I love you ♪

- Dad?

People are arriving.

- Okay, let's go sweetie.

(upbeat piano music)

(people chattering)

- Mary, how sweet of you to fly in from New York

for my little party.

- I know.

- Oh darling, its your bedtime.

Go inside, say goodnight to your father.

- You know Jack my agent

and this Howard with NBC.

I'm just glad you guys could make it.

And this is Natalie, my daughter.

- Daddy, do I have to go to bed?

- Actually, Nat, Howard and I need to talk to you.

- Jack, you're not mixing business with pleasure here?

Just a minute, sweetie.

- It's pretty serious. - Dad.

Daddy.

- Natalie, daddy's entertaining, let's go.

- Have a good night, sweetie.

- Goodnight.

- Jack, what could be so important on Christmas Eve.

- Your ratings are solid, your guests are top drawers.

Nat, your show has been a real ground breaker

and NBC's been proud to carry it.

- But?

- We can't find a sponsor.

We've been to every national advertiser twice.

Nobody wants the show.

- So, you're saying no one wants a colored host?

America's afraid of the dark.

Well I don't believe that.

With so many white folks watching this show,

somebody will come through.

- Howard, if Capital Records picks up part of the tab,

they don't call it the house that Nat built for nothing.

- I'm sorry.

We've explored all the options.

The network just can't afford to carry the show

without a national sponsor.

I'm sorry.

- Any other show of this caliber would be fighting

off the sponsors.

Nat, maybe if we hired a white co host

then the network might--

- Maria.

- What are we going to do?

- I go back on the road.

Jack's already booked me for New Years.

- Oh we promised the children we'd be here

for the holidays.

- And we promised the bank we'd pay the mortgage.

I'm sorry, Maria.

I've got to go.

- I'm going with you.

- No daddy, please don't go away again.

- Oh sweetie.

- Natalie.

- Its okay, sweetie.

It's okay.

- Please dad, promise you'll stay.

(mumbles)

- Nathaniel.

♪ Twinkle twinkle little star ♪

♪ How I wonder what you are ♪

- Bye, dad.

- Bye now, Cookie

love you.

- Love you, too.

- You promised you wouldn't go.

- Oh I'm sorry, sweetie.

- I feel sick.

- Oh poor baby.

You got the tickets?

- I have the tickets, dad.

- I'm gonna miss you.

- Please mom, don't go.

- Natalie stop it.

You're eight years old.

Act your age.

Your father needs me.

You stay here with Aunt Charlotte.

I'll call you every night.

Please be good.

- I don't remember the first time that my dad left

us at home to go to work.

I don't know that we necessarily ever liked it

but we did more or less get used to it.

I loved performing with my father

and I did that once behind his back

and once with him.

♪ Gonna take a sentimental journey ♪

♪ Gonna set my heart at ease ♪

♪ Gonna make a sentimental journey ♪

♪ To renew old memories ♪

- That was beautiful.

You better not let your mom catch you in that dress.

She wore this dress when she sang with Duke Ellington.

- I bet she was beautiful.

- She was something

but you know what, you're something, too.

I like your style.

I could use that energy in my review.

Hey, how bout you and me sing in a duet for the show?

- What dad, you mean it?

- Yeah, well I'd have to run it by the producer first

and you'd have to audition.

- What about mom?

- You just leave mom up to me.

Let's get you out of that dress.

- Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Mr. Nat King Cole

and his very special guest.

♪ Aint she sweet ♪

♪ See her coming down the street ♪

♪ Now I ask you very ♪

♪ Confidentially ♪

- Dad was, he was great.

He was terrific.

He gave me confidence that I didn't know I had

and it was very,

it was, you know that neat feeling that you get

when you're with just someone that you really love

and you get to spend that time with them

just you and that person?

That's what it felt like.

♪ And I ask you very ♪

♪ Confidentially ♪

♪ Aint we sweet ♪

- Why don't they get along?

- Well my family thinks your mothers family

is too hoity toity

and your mothers family thinks we're too poor,

too dark, too baptist.

(coughing)

you ready to go to school?

- Dad?

I don't want to go.

What if I don't like it?

- Why wouldn't you like it?

It's a fine school.

You'll make friends.

Did I ever tell you my dad didn't want me

to be a musician?

He was a preacher, you know,

and he thought I should stay in church, play the organ.

So when he refused to buy me a piano,

I painted a keyboard on my windowsill

and practiced.

I heard the music in here.

That's what school is, sweetie.

Its a place to strike out on your own,

find out what's in here and see where that leads you.

But that doesn't mean you can't miss your old daddy

as much as he's gonna miss you

and before you know it,

you'll be home for Christmas.

- [Natalie Voiceover] The last time I saw dad relaxed

and happy was just before my freshman year

at Northfield School for Girls.

He had such high hopes for me.

- Nat King Cole.

- Hello.

(girls clamoring)

And this is my daughter, Natalie, newest classmate.

- Can I please have your autograph?

♪ Chestnuts roasting on an open fire ♪

♪ Jack frost nipping at your nose ♪

♪ Yuletide carols ♪

♪ Being sung by choirs ♪

♪ And folks dressed up like Eskimos. ♪

- [Natalie Voiceover] In the few months

I had been away, everything had changed.

Our house, which always rang with music, was silent.

(somber music)

- Dad?

(wheezing)

(somber music)

- Hi.

Hi.

- Why didn't you tell me he was sick?

- Because he's going to be fine.

Where is the tape?

- How long has he been like this?

Do the doctors know what he's got?

Do they think that its--

- Where!

Is the tape, Natalie?

(somber music)

thank you.

- So she fell asleep in history class, again?

- Yeah, again.

(laughing)

every time the teacher talks, she falls asleep.

Its unbelievable.

- Oh Natalie, I'm so sorry.

- Natalie, what's wrong?

- I'm so sorry.

Your mothers sending a car for you.

(kids echoing)

- Why didn't you tell me he was about to die?

I never even got a chance to say goodbye

or I love you.

(somber music)

- Did they put makeup on him?

- Yeah.

(coughing)

Daddy?

(laughing)

- Everybody grieves differently.

Some people scream and cry for days.

My sister, Cookie, and I wanted to

but that wasn't my family's approach.

When we buried my father,

we each took that grief

and stuffed it into a little closet, deep,

way deep inside and locked the door

and somehow, somehow we expected it to stay put.

(soft piano notes)

- Natalie, Natalie, please.

- Mom.

Sometimes I feel like I can't breathe.

It hurts so much.

- Take a bath, it will calm you.

It helps.

- Mom, I want to stay.

I can go to school here

and I can help you with the family.

- I don't need your help.

- Please, mom.

Please.

- Natalie, the key here is to keep moving.

Life goes on.

And your place is at Northfield.

My place is right here.

- No, mom.

I want to stay.

Please.

(somber music)

- When my parents bought their house in Hancock Park,

there were no black people living there

and the neighborhood association

told my dad they didn't want any undesirables

moving into the area

and dad replied, neither do I

and if I see any, I'll be sure to let you know.

So, I grew up like a rich little white girl

who happened to have dark skin

and then, I went to college.

(muffled overlapping shouting)

- Hey, hey everyday.

- Natalie.

When you gonna stop playing flower child

and learn about your blackness, huh?

Yeah, I know who you are.

Got a lot of brothers and sisters here who do.

Just waiting for you to decide that you

aint too good to know us.

Got a powerful speaker,

go and address the black students union at night.

You might learn a lot from Amad.

I think you should come.

- I think you should mind your own business.

- We only want to welcome you, sister.

- Black power!

- [All] Black power!

- Black power!

- [All] Black power!

- Black power!

- [All] Black power.

- Yes, you see its not enough

for us to just resist the war.

No, we have to refuse the war.

I want to know why is that we're,

we're the minority over here

but the majority in Vietnam?

How many brothers you know can just disappear

up in Canada?

How long we just gonna stand here

and let them tell us

that its okay for us to be last in line at home

but first to die in Vietnam?

(cheering)

oh yes!

(shouts)

♪ We shall not ♪

♪ We shall not be moved ♪

♪ Just like a tree ♪

♪ That's planted by the water ♪

♪ I said ♪

♪ We shall not be ♪

♪ Oh we shall not ♪

♪ We shall not ♪

♪ No no ♪

♪ Be moved ♪

♪ We shall not ♪

- I want you to sing for my band.

- What?

- Look, I play keyboard for a band called Black Magic

and we need a singer and baby your voice is beautiful.

Don't turn me down, now.

- No, no I used to sing when I was a kid

but not anymore.

Anyway, I'm premed and if I'm gonna be a doctor,

I can't waste my time singing.

Besides, my mom, she'd kill me.

- Your mom? I'll talk to your mom, baby.

Look, I won't tell nobody, alright?

I promise.

- The first time that I performed was in Amherst,

Massachusetts, which was the same town that my college

was in.

You have to understand that that was a really wild time

for all of us

so we went in drinking Harvey Wall bangers

and dropping acid and orange sunshine

and I don't think I sang one show there sober.

It was great.

(laughs)

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Till morning comes ♪

♪ Till your heart beats nitroglycerin ♪

♪ Dances until morning ♪

♪ Morning comes ♪

♪ It comes ♪

♪ Dance until morning comes ♪

♪ Till your heart beats nitroglycerin ♪

♪ Dance till morning ♪

♪ Morning comes ♪

- You cold?

You shaking.

- I'm fine.

- Oh.

Why didn't you tell me?

This is serious.

You know, being a woman's first.

Well its a big responsibility.

- Well.

You seem to be up to it.

- [Radio] This is the campus radio station at UMass.

We're playing all the classics tonight

and this is one of my favorites.

♪ They try to tell us ♪

♪ We're too young ♪

- Now that's a bad sing.

I better go before he materializes with a shotgun.

- No, stay.

I want you to stay.

(changes radio station)

- Yeah, yeah that one.

- Excuse me, excuse me.

Could you please tell me where the residents halls are?

- Yeah, its right there.

- Very good.

Thank you so much.

- I mean, when I signed up for the outreach program,

I thought I was just gonna be teaching poor kids

how to read.

But I've seen depression, autism,

hyperactivity.

You know, the full gamut.

- Wow.

Are you hungry?

(laughs)

- Yeah, yeah.

(knocking)

- Natalie. - Oh, it's my mom. Uh.

- Natalie. - yes?

Mom, you're early.

- Yes, the traffic was lighter than I anticipated.

You must be Sheryl.

- Yeah, hi.

- What is that awful smell?

- Patchouli. - Jasmine.

Bye.

- Come mom, sit, have a seat.

- What in the world have you done to your hair?

Where's your bra?

You can't go to lunch dressed like that.

I've seen street walkers dressed better than that.

Natalie, do you have any idea how much

it is costing me to send you to this university?

- And I'm getting a great education, mom.

- Hey, baby.

What's happening?

Got the sheet music. What you got for the head?

- Micheal, this is my mom.

- Oh hi, nice to meet you.

You know, I'm running late, so I got to get going.

- Do you know that you're failing chemistry?

How do you expect to be a doctor

if you're failing chemistry?

- Actually, I'm changing my major

to child psychology.

- Really?

- It's still medicine but it requires

a lot less science.

So I thought once I got my masters,

I could open a clinic for children

and let music be a part of their therapy.

- Oh sweetie, that is so wonderful.

Please forgive me, I was just worried

that you were still talking about--

- Singing. - Yes.

- Well mom, you were a singer.

- Yes, but I gave up my career for your father.

Your father was an incredible talent.

He just needed someone to help him navigate

to a higher society.

You see, a singing career is as much about an image

as it is about music.

He had the voice and I had the polish.

I still do.

Which is why one singer in this family is enough.

- You don't know my mom, she'll freak.

- So what?

I don't see why it matters, you're just singing.

- Yeah its like telling her Rockefeller is just oil.

- Alright baby.

(soft rock music)

- Hey.

- What's going on?

- This is hardcore stuff, its not for you.

- I am so tired everybody trying to tell me,

you know what.

I want to do this.

- I just always been a curious, reckless

stupid little girl and I just decided

I wanted to try it.

- Are you sure?

- Positive.

- I had no idea that it was anything quite

as heavy as it was supposed to be.

- Okay.

- And the going theory about heroin

is that it makes you sick the first time you try it,

it makes you sick.

First time I tried it, loved it.

And it was pretty much downhill from there.

I'ma tell you made me laugh.

(mumbles).

Mr. Davis.

What is that out there?

- Finally, you got 20 minutes to set up.

- What is that out there?

- Well its what got everyone in here tonight.

Do you see that crowd out there?

- No, we're out of here. Guys get your stuff.

- Natalie, Natalie, calm down.

We can work this out, alright.

- Michael, I know its not your fault, alright

but I told you don't bill me as his daughter

cause I won't do his music.

- Natalie, Natalie come here.

Come here.

Give us a minute, give us a minute.

Just relax, alright.

Lets just go up on stage and introduce everybody

to Natalie Cole, alright?

Look, we'll do it this once but don't let it happen again.

- Okay, already.

I'll take it down.

- You alright?

- Just this once, Micheal.

I'm telling you.

♪ When the truth is found ♪

♪ To be lies ♪

♪ And all the joy ♪

♪ Within you ♪

- Nature boy, sing nature boy!

♪ Dies ♪

♪ Don't you want somebody to love ♪

♪ Don't you need somebody to love ♪

♪ Wouldn't you love to somebody to love ♪

♪ You better find somebody to love ♪

- Go girl. - yeah.

- You got it, Natalie.

- Mom, mom.

Can I help you with something?

- No.

But you'll have to tell me what you want of your dads.

Whatever you don't want, I'm going to sell.

- Won't fit in your new house?

- What a I supposed to do?

Carry this stuff around for the rest of my life?

Your father passed away seven years ago.

I'm trying to start a new life.

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