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* Good times
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* Good times
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* Good times
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* Not gettin' hassled
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* Keepin' your head
Above water *

* Makin' a wave when you can *

* Temporary layoffs
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* Good times **

Ladies and gentlemen,
presenting,

direct
from a successful engagement

at the local supermarket,

the project is proud to present

the famous animal act,

J.J. Evans,
and his trained sister, Thelma.

Ma, he made me carry
all the packages.

J.J., I'm going
to fix you for this.

I carried the chewing gum.

You're so lazy,

I guess you want us
to chew it for you too.

Take that stuff
into the kitchen.

Yeah, I lug
all the stuff,

and you carry nothing.

Well, I guess
we carried

just about
what we're worth.

Anyway, when
they made you,

they forgot to
give you muscles.

I happen to have
plenty of muscles,

little girl.

It just happens

that they're all
on the inside.

And it's too bad
your face is on the outside.

You better stop
talking like that,

because I know
who you look like

underneath
all that makeup.

Who?

Me.

Hi, everybody.

Where have you been
all day, Michael?

I was getting
worried about you.

Down at City Hall,

picketing the Board
of Education meeting.

The militant midget
strikes again.

They let you out
of school for that?

He didn't have
any classes.

The grade school
boiler is still broken.

For the second day.

You know this
neighborhood

has the worst schools
in the whole city?

Missing school
two days in a row?

Boy, are you lucky.

Aw, J.J., don't be jealous.

If I'm not mistaken,

you missed school today,
and you were there.

MICHAEL:
What do you think
of my sign, Momma?

Let me see it.

"If you can
read this sign,

"you didn't go to Harding
Elementary School."

Michael,

what would your teachers say
if they saw that?

Huh. Nothing.

Most of them
couldn't read it.

It's the truth, Momma.
You don't learn nothing.

Know what
our hardest problem was

in math class this year?

What?

How to divide 40 kids
into 20 books.

Hmm. Michael, I know
your school isn't much good,

but nothing
in this neighborhood is.

Ma, you know when
we went to that school,

what our hardest
problem was?

Getting clean books, so I always
tried to get the ones

J.J. had
the year before,

because they
were barely used.

I happen to have
a great mind, little girl.

And that's
barely used too.

Look who's talking
about smarts.

When they
pierced your ears,

your brains leaked out.

Oh, come on!

No, this is a finale!

All right, kids!

[CLAMORING]

Tweet!

Chicago wants a timeout.

All right, Dad.

Hey, baby.

Gimme some sugar.

What's the matter?

James, we got a problem.

If I came home without
getting hit by a problem,

I'd think everybody
had moved out the house.

Is it a Thelma problem?
No.

I ain't surprised.
She's a good girl.

Is it a Junior problem?

No.

Now, that surprises me.

It's a Michael problem.

He missed another day from
school, and I don't like it.

Momma, maybe we should call
the School Board and complain.

It wouldn't do a bit of good,
baby girl.

James, it just
isn't fair.

Fair?

Baby, you can drive a truck

between what we got
and what's fair.

Ma, I know how much of a problem
you're going to have tomorrow

with Michael
hanging around all day,

so I'm ready to make
the supreme sacrifice.

Yeah?

I'm willing to stay home
from school tomorrow

and take Michael to the movies.

Some sacrifice.

But it's
a very educational film, Mom.

Son of Blacula.

It's about this black dude

who turns into a vampire
at midnight

and flies around Harlem

giving all the foxy ladies
hickies.

I rate it "D" for Dy-no-mite!

And I rate it "F"
for For-get It!

[KNOCKING]

I'll get it,
sweetheart.

Okay, mom.

Educational program...

Hmph.

Hi, Mrs. Evans.

Mr. Pearson.

Now, what a
pleasant surprise.

Won't you come in?

Thank you.

James, we've
got company.

Michael's principal
is here.

Michael,
your friend is here.

How are you doing there,
Michael?

Hi, Mr. Pearson.

Goodbye, Mr. Pearson.

Michael,
don't be rude.

You stay right here.

Hello, Mr. Pearson.

Hey, Thelma.

It's nice
to see you again.

Oh, you remembered.

Oh, I never forget
a bright student.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Hey, wait a minute.

Don't tell me.

Um...

J.J.!

Oh, yeah.

Hey, Mr. Pearson,
how you doing?

Mr. Evans,
how are you?

Just fine.
Good.

Can I offer you a seat?
Thank you very much.

Excuse me, but I have
some studying to do.

It was good
to see you, Thelma.

Uh, can I offer you
a cup of coffee?

No, no.

Thank you very much.
I'm fine.

Michael...

Well, now,
what can we do for you?

Well, Mr. and Mrs. Evans,

I came by

because I'm surprised
at your attitude

toward the voluntary
busing program.

What are you
talking about?

Well, um, next week,

a few select students
from Harding Elementary School

are going to be bused
to a school in Rogers Park.

Rogers Park? That's a pretty
fancy neighborhood, ain't it?

We call it
the Detergent District.

Everything there
is whiter than white.

And they have

an excellent
school system,

and we found that students like
Michael tend to learn a lot more

when they're surrounded
by other students

who are also
very highly motivated to learn.

You hear that, baby?

They're gonna send our son
to a decent school.

Oh, Mr. Pearson,

how can we thank you
for the good news?

You know,
this is really confusing.

I mean,
today you're in favor of busing,

but on that questionnaire
you filled out,

you were dead set against it.

What questionnaire?

The one Michael
brought home

for your comments.

I mean, your answers
really threw me.

Somebody around here

has been throwing
more than answers,

but it wasn't us.

Your answers

were not just anti-busing.

I mean, they were
downright inflammatory.

Excuse me, I've got
to go to the bathroom.

Freeze!

Here it is,

and with both
your signatures.

"We will never
allow our son,

"Michael Evans,
to be bused

"for the very
valid reason that,

in our estimation,
busing stinks."

Let me see that.

"Black ain't beautiful
on a yellow bus.

"You're wrong
if you think

"you're fooling us.

"Busing ain't nothing

but a bunch of honkie
four-wheel jive."

FLORIDA:
Mr. Pearson,
we never saw this.

But if you've
never saw this,

then who signed it?

Michael--
Come on, James.

Well, Michael?

I figured I
was speaking

for all the brothers
and sisters everywhere.

I mean, it was
the only thing

a self-respecting
black would say...

and besides, I get bus-sick.

Michael,
how could you do such a thing?

Momma, desperate situations
call for desperate action.

I'm going to put
some desperate action

on your behind.

James...

Mr. Pearson, don't worry.

Michael is going to be
on that busing program.

That's really
good to hear, Mr. Evans.

I'm glad we were able
to get this thing

all straightened out,

and it was really
nice talking to you.

Thank you, Mr. Pearson.

Now, I just have
one more stop to make,

and then I can
call it a day.

Another busing problem?

No, it's good old
Joseph Cumberbatch.

Cumberbatch?

Wait a minute.

He's the janitor,
ain't he?

Why you got to stop
by his house?

His union won't allow him
to come to the school

to fix the boiler...

Oh.

until the boiler's fixed.

Oh.

Come here, Michael.

Momma, Mr. Pearson said
busing was voluntary.

Well, I don't volunteer.

Michael,
it ain't that much busing

being done
for school integration.

In fact, it's only about 15%
of all busing.

Well, why did it have to be me?

You got a lot of smarts.

It'd be a shame to waste
that God-given talent

at a bad school.

If God gave me talent,

it was meant to be used
in my own neighborhood

with my own people.

Don't be so sure.

Maybe God wanted you
to be bused.

Yeah, that's easy for him to say
because his son was never bused.

Busing is just a way
of buying us off.

It's a step, son.
Busing is a beginning.

JAMES:
Michael, hadn't you always
told me that one day

you wanted to be
on the Supreme Court?

That's right.

Well, here's your big chance,
man.

You make it
to the Supreme Court,

you can get them laws changed

and make it good
for everybody...

but I got news for you, my man.

The Supreme Court don't hold
no sessions in the ghetto.

How come you so much for busing?
You were never bused.

Yes, I was.
You were?

When I was a kid
in Mississippi,

I was bused...
by foot...

past three beautiful
white schools

to one crummy
black one.

You see, Michael?

There are lots
of children out there

who are dying

for the chance
that you've got.

Any kid wants to ride
to Rogers Park,

they can have my seat.

You can yell all you want,

but if it means better
schooling, you're going.

I don't want
to go to that school.

I'm never going
to sit on that bus.

Michael!

No, both of y'all are right.

Michael's going
to be on that bus,

but he ain't going
to be sitting.

Come on, man.

Move that ball!

Got to do better
than that, brother.

When you going to get
a black quarterback?

Come on, man.

Move that. Get...

J.J., get up
from there.

What's going on?

You're going to bed.

Going to bed?

It's only 9:00.

Not even the Waltons
go to bed this early.

Maybe not,
but beginning today,

the Evans do.

Tomorrow is the
beginning of busing.

Michael's got to
get his rest.

He's got to get up
an hour early

to make that bus.

I can't go
to bed this early.

Why not?

Because I'm
a night person.

You're looking
at a finely tuned machine.

I don't turn my motor on
until 11:00,

then about lunch time,
I eases into first.

then when school's out,
I shoves into second,

then about dinner time,
I double-clutches into third,

and right about now,
I'm popping into overdrive.

Well, you'd better stick it
into reverse.

You're going to bed.

Aw, Momma--

Go.

Why couldn't you be
bused to night school?

Did you brush
your teeth, honey?
Yeah.

Momma, do I have
to go to that school?

Aw, now, Michael,

I thought your daddy
sat you down

and talked some sense
into your head.

If he was trying
to get to my head,

he was working
at the wrong end.

Come on.

Get in.

You're still upset,
aren't you?

Come on.

Give me a smile.

Aw, you can do
better than that.

Give Momma
a big smile.

That's a boy.

What time you setting
that clock for?

6:00 A.M.

Oh!

6:00 A.M.?

The only ones up that early
are the garbage men,

and the way the streets look,

they're dropping it off
instead of picking it up.

Get in the bed, J.J.

Good night, honey...

Good night, Ma.

and don't worry.

Everything's
going to be all right.

Good night, J.J.

Hey, man.

Be cool over there.

I'm getting seasick.

I can't sleep.

I'm worried
about tomorrow.

What's the big deal?

A school's a school.

Yeah, but this one's white.

I don't know how to act,
what to say, or anything.

Aw, it ain't nothing,
handling white people.

What do you mean?

Like when they ask you where
you come from. Just say,

[OVER-ENUNCIATING]
"Hello.

"I'm originally

"from the Southern portion
of the nation,

where my grandfather
was in textiles,"

but you don't tell them
he was up to here in cotton,

and, like, whenever
they're drinking something,

they always stick
their little pinky out

like this.

Why?

That's Caucasian for saying,

"Don't bother me.

I's drinking something".

How am I
going to learn all this, J.J.?

You'll pick it up
in no time at all.

Matter of fact, after a while,

you'll be eating ribs
with mayonnaise.

Oh...

Don't worry
about it, Michael.

Now, go to sleep,

and everything
will be okay.

All right?

Good night, J.J.

[TICKING]

[LAUGHS]

Aw, now come on, Henrietta.

There's enough of me
to go around.

[ALARM RINGS]

You don't need a bell,
Henrietta.

It's all right.

Huh? What?

Oh.

Hey, Michael.

It's time to get up.

Michael, it's time to get up.

Michael!

Michael, this ain't no time
to be playing hide and go seek.

Oh, wow.

Michael.

Oh, wow.

He split.

Mom.
Hmm.

Mom.

What? What?

I don't want
to get you excited,

so remain cool,

and by all means,
don't wake up Dad.

Michael ran away.

What?!

What happened?

Michael ran away!
What?!

Michael?

Michael?

James, he's gone.

You've got to do something.

Don't worry, baby.
I'll do something.

What's happening?

Be cool.

Michael ran away.

Ran away?!
And you say be cool?!

Oh, Momma.
It's all right, baby.

If we hadn't forced him
on that busing thing,

he'd still be here now.

Oh, James.

We made a big mistake.

Don't worry about it, baby.
I'll find Michael.

We'll talk about it
later, hear?

Michael!

Boy, Dad,
I've got to hand it to you.

You sure know where to look.

Michael,
where you been?

I went for a walk.

I couldn't sleep,
and I didn't want to wake J.J.

You were up all night?

Come on.

Let me make you
some hot chocolate.

I kept thinking

about going to school
in Rogers Park.

I don't want to go any place
where I'm not welcome.

I understand that
you're scared, Michael,

but I never heard
of any racial trouble

going on in Rogers Park.

That's because
they ain't got no racials there.

The only color problem
they have there

is matching the carpets
to the drapes.

I bet you they'd never sell us
a house in that neighborhood.

I bet you they've got
plenty of black people

living in them houses.

Oh, sure they have,

but they're all
in white uniforms

and get every other Sunday off.

Now, come on, Florida.

James, I've been thinking
about this busing business,

and it had me
tossing and turning

all night long.

The more I think about it,
the less I want him to be bused.

Baby, I thought
we both agreed

that we wanted him

to get the best
education he can.

I do,

and you know that I want Michael
to have the best education,

but when I think of him

getting on that bus
in the morning,

going so far away from home,
James, I just can't.

You know it isn't easy

to just pick up
and go to a new school.

Michael would be leaving
all his friends.

I wish y'all could
hear yourself.

You talk about Michael

gonna miss
all his friends.

Florida, you talking about
you gonna to be worried.

I'd be worried about him too,

but I worry less about him
making his mark in the world

if I know he got a chance
to get a good education.

We all want that, James.

But y'all was talking just like
white people do about busing.

They talk that way
to cover up for the fact

they don't want to go
to school with us.

Why should I
go to school with people

who don't want
to go to school with me?

What if they give me
a hard time?

What would you do

if the people
give you a hard time

at the school
you going to now?

Protect myself.

Different folks,
same strokes.

But James, he's only a baby.

How about those people
that turned over that bus

with all those
little kids in it?

Honey, I can't get that picture
out of my mind.

The people that turned
that bus over were sick.

How can I show you?

Look, suppose
I was to get

a good job at
double my salary.

Huh?

That would be nice,
James.

Yeah,

but suppose the job
was located way across town

and required two bus transfers
and a mile walk

and I didn't get home
till midnight.

Hm?
Uh-uh.

Well, that's the point, baby.

Anything worth having

is worth going through
the trouble of getting. Huh?

Okay, Thelma.

J.J., get ready for school.

Oh, Ma, but it's just
starting to get good.

You want some of this?

On second thought,
maybe you're right.

Well, Michael?

I don't want to go.

All right, Florida,
you heard the boy.

He don't want
to go to school.

It's okay.

Ain't nothing we can do
if he's ashamed of being black.

What you mean,
ashamed of being black?

Oh, that was just a mistake.

Your father
didn't mean it.

I ain't ashamed of nothing.

'Course you're not.

Maybe you're just scared
to sit down

in the middle
of those white kids

and prove you're just as smart
as they are.

That ain't it.

There's a lot of players
in the minor leagues

that would rather stay there

than try and face
major league pitching.

I can get just
as good grades

in that school
as they do,

if I wanted to.

I guess we'll
never know.

You don't think I can?

There's only one way
to prove it.

You still got time
to catch that bus.

You think I'm afraid of them?

You must be.

I don't see you moving.

Michael,

you forgot
your lunch...

Thanks, Mom.

and look, Michael,
when you get outside,

don't forget to keep
your jacket buttoned up,

and listen, if you
don't feel well,

you can always go
and see the nurse...

I will.

and if anything
goes wrong,

always call home.

Florida, the boy ain't going
to boot camp!

He's going to school.

Now, son,
just remember

everything your momma
told you, you hear?

Just take it
one step at a time.

Okay. See ya, Mom.
Bye, sweetheart.

See you later, Dad.

All right, old man.

Have a nice day.

Yeah, take it easy,
you hear?

We got him.

It worked, though.

Michael!

Oh, don't worry.
I didn't change my mind.

I just wanted you to know

that I was hip
to what you were doing,

and you know,
it ain't right for two grown-ups

to try to con
a little 12-year-old.

Hi, everybody.

FLORIDA:
Michael!

You're back.
Come on, tell us.

How did it go,
your first day, baby?

Yeah, you have
any trouble today?

No, and it was kind of fun,
and J.J., you were wrong.

They don't eat spare ribs
with mayonnaise.

They don't?

No, but they do think fatback
is the guy who plays

between quarterback
and fullback.

[***]

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* Just lookin'
Out of the window *

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* Thinkin' how
It all looks hand-me-down *

* Good times
Good times *

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Above water *

* Makin' a wave
When you can *

* Temporary layoffs
Good times *

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