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Is it straight now,
Michael?

No, bring it up on your side
a little bit, Thelma.

All right.
Okay, now...

No, it's too low
on your side, Willona.

Bring it up
about three inches.

WILLONA:
Okay.

Michael, we been up here
five minutes.

It's not straight yet?

It's been straight three times.
I just dig giving orders.

Willona, let's
beat him up.

You looking at the pint size
Kid Dy-no-mite.

You're sure in a good mood.
Why shouldn't I be?

J.J.'s coming home
and he's all right.

Sure was a relief

when the doctors said
it was only a flesh wound.

And a surprise too, because
we never knew he had flesh.

Aw.

Yea, but if I know J.J.,

even though they only
kept him overnight,

he'll act like he came out
of major surgery.

Don't you know? I remember
when he had his tonsils out.

Talking about suffering,

he ran that longer than a fatal
disease on As the World Turns.

[INDISTINCT VOICES]

Oh, he's home!

J.J., hey!

WILLONA:
Welcome home. Welcome home.

There he is.

Are you all right,
J.J.?

Maybe.

I think I can make it
by myself now.

Oh, I think it was
a little bit too premature.

Oh, really?

Dad, I think I'm gonna fall.
Catch me.

Which way you gonna fall,
Junior?

Are you on my left?

I'm on your left.
Here I come.

Come on.

Son, I think
you'd better sit down.

Yeah, Mom.

Come on. There you are.
Okay.

Could y'all
help me bend?

THELMA:
Lord!

Well, sure, honey. I burped you
when you were a year old.

I guess I can bend you
at 18 years from now.

There you go.
Ah.

All right.

Junior, I want to say thank you
for saving my life.

I'm proud of you.

It wasn't nothing, Dad.

Michael!
Yeah?

Is that you?

Sure it's me, J.J.

My, how you have grown
since I've been away.

Sweetheart, you've only
been gone since yesterday.

Sure feels
like a long time

when you're wounded,
don't it son?

Like an eternity.

Here, J.J.

I got you a nice tall glass
of Kool Aid. I made it myself.

Thanks, Michael.

Maybe we ought to feed it
to him intravenously.

No, why don't we just pour it
through the hole in his head.

Now I know I'm home.

And we are glad to have
you home too, character.

Amen.

I shake when I think
what could have happened.

I'm still thanking the Lord
that J.J. is home and he's safe.

It's all over.

Yea, I'm thanking the Lord
he got his health too, baby.

But it ain't all over.

Now, James, not that again.
Yeah, that again.

It ain't gonna be over
till I get my hands

on that gang leader
that shot him, Mad Dog.

James, don't say things
like that. Don't even think it.

The law is gonna
take care of Mad Dog.

The law can take care of him
the way they want.

I'm gonna take care of him
the way I want to.

James, I don't want
no more fighting.

So let's don't talk
about it anymore.

We got J.J. to look after.

That's right.
I'm out of Kool Aid.

I need some
banana cream pie.

I hear it
builds the blood.

The first thing we're gonna do
is get you into bed.

Thelma, give me a hand.
Michael, get the front.

WILLONA:
Can you handle it?

J.J., you gonna be
recuperating in style.

I got you that fancy pair
of pajamas you always wanted.

Ha, ha! Dy-no-mite!

Yeah, these are them.

The ones I saw
in the store there.

The man said, "Jack, you got
to have these, man." Ha, ha--

Aww, the package is too heavy
for my shoulder.

Hey, Michael?
Yeah?

Could you help me
into the bathroom

where I could change into
these things?

Sure, J.J.
Come on, I'll take that.

Oh, I'll show where
the bullet knicked me.

It was pretty close.
Almost wiped out my beauty mark.

J.J., I'd like to buy you
something to read.

Anything particular you want?

Well, since I had
such a close brush with death,

something deep and serious
with a lot of meaning.

Like what?

Like this month's issue
of Black Bunnies.

Now, ain't
that nothing?

I'm gonna see y'all later, hear?

Okay, Willona,
thank you, honey.

Thanks, Willona.

Oh, dear Lord.

Boy that J.J.'s
really something.

Oh, he more than something,
Thelma. He's special.

And I likely
got him killed

when he tried
to save my life.

But when I saw
he was all right,

I'd like
to jump for joy.

Now, baby, all I need is five
minutes alone with that Mad Dog.

Just five minutes with him.

But Daddy, that's only
gonna cause more trouble.

And besides,
after the court hearing,

they'll put Mad Dog away
where he belongs.

Yea, the same as Neckbone
and that other character.

They still walking the street.

Now, James, before you do
anything you'll be sorry for,

remember what the
Good Book said,

"Turn the other cheek."

Well you let Mad Dog
turn the other cheek,

because he ain't
gonna wanna watch

when I get finished
doing my number on him.

Oh, but James--

Now, Florida, if you gonna keep
quoting that scripture at me,

how about, "An eye for an eye
and a tooth for a tooth"?

Now don't keep it up now.

I'm liable to go after
them parts.

Ma, what are we gonna do
with Daddy?

Weain't gonna do
nothing about him.

I've got to go in there
and try and cool him down.

Ain't these something?

They so sexy,
they almost turn me on.

Suddenly you don't
seem so sick.

Ohh.

The pain in my shoulder's
hurting real bad.

I thought it was
the other shoulder, J.J.

See how sick I am?

I'm so delirious,
I keep forgetting.

Michael, help me over there
to the bed, will you?

Come on.

Aw, thanks, Michael.
What a brother.

Oh, man, yeah.
Aooah.

Yeah, thanks. Oh.

Hey, Thelma, could you
pull up the blankets?

Okay.
Thanks.

Hey!

You covered the best part.

Next time you better
be more careful,

Otherwise,
I'll tell Ma and Dad

you're not taking
tender loving care

of the man of the hour.

J.J., don't take it too far.

The hour's gonna be up
before you know it.

I would have
an answer for that,

but I feel another weak spell
coming on.

I think I need a strawberry
shake and some French fries.

J.J., you're not wounded.
You're pregnant.

JAMES:
I don't wanna talk about it
no more, woman.

I mean it. I don't wanna talk
about it no more.

FLORIDA:
James, we got to talk about it.

Just leave me be, hear, Florida?
Just leave me be!

I'm trying to say that revenge
never helped nobody.

It's gonna help me
as soon as I get my hands

on that Mad Dog
for five minutes.

James, we were raised
to love one another.

There you go
with the Bible again.

Always with that Bible.

You want some Bible?
I'll give you some Bible.

Now, I'm not gonna kill him
with the jawbone of an ass,

but I'm gonna bust
that ass's jawbone.

James, don't you go
misusing the Good Book

for your own purposes.

Baby, I ain't gonna misuse
the Good Book.

I'm gonna use
a good left hook.

James, how long
we been married?

Getting on towards
21 years now.

That's right.

And we had alot of arguments
in them 21 years, right?

Yeah, we having
a pretty good one right now.

Yeah. That's true.

But remember, James,
we never settle no arguments

by yelling
at one another.

We always talk quietly
and reason with one another.

And in the end,
we always agreed, didn't we?

Yeah, that's because
you usually won.

Nobody won, James.

It's just that
most of the time

we agreed
that I was right.

Don't start with that sweet talk
again, now, Florida.

Don't try and trick me.

James, you know, every time
you lose your temper

you get into trouble.

When did losing my temper cause
me to get in trouble?! When?!

Do you remember
when we was engaged,

and I was walking
with that nice-looking fellow?

You got so jealous.

You didn't even
ask him no questions.

You just picked him up

and threw him
into the fish pond.

And didn't you feel silly

when you found out
it was Reverend Henderson...

and I was asking him to perform
our wedding ceremony?

I still remember his words.
Mm.

"Florida, marry him quick
before he kills somebody."

Well, you gotta admit,

it did help move our wedding
date up some, didn't it?

Yeah.

You've been known to blow
your cool a few times too.

Me?! When did I ever
blow my cool?

Remember the time
I was walking with Sarah Hines?

Now all I was doing
was asking the woman

what would be
a nice surprise gift

for my wife
on her birthday.

Right away, you jumped
to conclusions,

start scratching the woman's
eyes, tore out all her hair.

Yeah, and I regretted it
for months.

You might have regretted it
for months.

She walked around damn near
baldheaded for a year.

Didn't she?

James, we have had
our flare-ups,

but at night
we always made up.

Yes, Lord.

And some of them makeups
was worth the flare-ups.

I got a confession to make.
Huh?

I faked a couple
of them flare-ups

in order to get
to the makeups.

I figured as much.

Ah, but James, that's what
make our marriage work.

We talk nice to each other

and we settle things
peaceably.

And in the end,
we always been together.

Yea, but we ain't gonna be
together on this, baby.

And we ain't gonna be
together on it

till I get my five minutes
with that Mad Dog.

James, you can't change
what has already happened.

Yeah, but maybe
to make it better

for the next kid
on the next go round.

Let the law handle Mad Dog.
The law!

James, please, honey.
For my sake.

For our whole family's sake,
put it out of your mind.

Forget it happened.

Well, Florida,
you know something?

You could wear the rock
of Gibraltar down to a pebble.

All right, baby,
I said I was gonna break

every bone
in Mad Dog's body.

I take it back.

I promise I will not break
every bone in Mad Dog's body.

Good, James.
Just the trigger finger.

Just that finger, Florida.

I'm gonna break it
so it's pointing

North, South, East, and West
all at the same time!

James, you're yelling again.

I thought we promised
we were gonna talk about it

nice and quiet-like.

You're right baby.

You ready to talk about it
nice and quiet-like?

Mm-hm.
Me too.

I'm gonna break
his damn finger.

"Vengeance is mine,"
said the Lord.

Baby, all I wanna do
is the Lord's work.

James.

Nah, Mad Dog,
it's between me and you, man.

Not so tough now, huh?

Uh-huh. Get up from there,
you chicken.

Nah, man. You crying on my
shoelaces. You getting them wet.

Come on man! Let's go!

J.J.! J.J.!
Huh? What?

Huh?

Come on. It's time
for breakfast.

Oh, great.
I'm starved.

I made the oatmeal
myself.

I ain't that starved.

Good morning, children.

THELMA:
Good morning, Mom.

How are you, son?
I feel fine, Ma.

Well, that's good.

That means you'll be able
to go to school real soon.

Do you really think
I could?

Do you really think
I could get back into--?

Ahh! The pain in my shoulder
is terrible.

J.J., stop acting.

It's been coming and going
for a week now.

And put on your robe.

I can't stand to look at them
pajamas without sunglasses.

Thanks for making
the oatmeal, honey.

I would have done it
myself,

but I was trying to help your
daddy get dressed for court.

He's still going through
with it, huh, Ma?

Well, now, Thelma, I'm not
against pressing charges.

Boys like Mad Dog should not
be allowed to walk the street.

And they deserve
anything the courts decide.

But your father wants
to get ahead of the law

and punish the boy himself.

If Daddy does that, he's liable
to end up in jail too.

Yeah, he better not hit him
in front of the judge.

Lord, I hope not.

He should wait
until they call a recess.

THELMA:
Good morning, Daddy.

Good morning. Good morning.
Good morning.

[WHISTLING]

James, isn't there
anything I can do

to make you
change your mind.

Nope.

Well at least let me go
to court with you.

Baby, I done told you,

you ain't got nothing
to do with this no more.

This between me and Mad Dog.
One on one.

[WHISTLING]

What are you doing eating
pretzels for breakfast?

Baby, don't think of these
as pretzels.

Think of them
as Mad Dog's finger.

Oh, James.

Aren't you gonna have
some breakfast?

I ain't hungry.

Well, at least
have a cup of coffee.

I ain't thirsty.

James!
Huh?

At least you can kiss me
goodbye.

Ain't that either.

You're in a courtroom, Cleon.
Sit up straight.

The name is Mad Dog,
dig it?

What you doing here,
old man?

Oh, Mr. Mad Dog.

I just come to watch
the due process of the law.

Excuse me, do you want
to move your feet, Mr. Mad Dog?

What feet?
These feet.

Best be cool, turkey.

Everybody rise.
Judge Daniels presiding.

Young man, did you
hear the bailiff?

You talking to me?

I don't hear too good
sometimes.

Some of the law beat me
upside my head.

What they call
police brutality.

Get up, please.

Anything you say, man.

Refer to me as Your Honor.
Don't call me "Man."

I was giving you
the benefit of the doubt.

With that dress you got on,
who can tell?

Gonna be another
one of those days, huh?

You may be seated.

I wish you'd make up
your mind, man.

Get up. Sit down.
Get up. Sit down.

Remove the gum.

You heard
what the man said.

Ain't you got no respect
for the law?

Remove the gum.

I'm referring to you.

Me?

Anything you say,
Your Highness.

Bailiff, give me
the aspirin, will you?

Hey. Hey there,
Your Majesty.

You shouldn't be pill-popping
in court.

Young man, I've had just about
enough out of you.

Mr. Connors,
as his probation officer,

haven't you impressed upon him
the seriousness of this charge?

I did, Your Honor.

I have more than 15 cases

to dispose of this morning
and I'm not gonna put up with

any more of your
childish nonsense.

I'm just a juvenile,
Your Ecstasy.

I don't know how to act.
I'm underprivileged.

Sometimes I think this court
is underprivileged.

Are you this young man's father?

Lord, no.

Your Honor,
this is the gentleman

who's pressing charges.

You already have
his deposition.

The young man
does not have a father.

His father left home
when he was a child.

Wise choice.

Is he represented by counsel?

The Office
of the Public Defender

assigned counsel,
Your Honor.

The defendant refuses
to speak to him.

Well, is there a mother
or a guardian?

A mother, Your Honor.
She works.

She should be here
any moment.

Well, we're pressed for time.
Let's get on with it.

Frank Jefferson,
you're charged

with holding up
the Lakeside Supermarket.

Wait a minute.

That's the wrong rap,
Your Majesty.

There's been a mistake.

Frank Jefferson
is the next case on the docket.

Well, then,
who am I talking to?

Cleon Edwards. I thought
I put his file on your desk.

There's so damn many cases,
the backlog is unbelievable.

Here we go.

Nope, I'm sorry,
Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'm sorry.

Our file clerk
was just transferred

to the Sheriff's
Department.

Uh, here we are.

Cleon Edwards.

No, this isn't it either.

This is your application
for your transfer.

You're leaving us?

I'm sorry about this,
Your Honor.

Cleon Edwards.

Cleon Edwards.
Here we are.

All of the past violations,
the home environment, etc.

I did the best I could
with the time that I had.

Excuse me for being late.

Your Honor,
this is Cleon's mother.

I'm sorry, Your Honor,

but I had to go
straight home from work

and feed my other kids
and get them off to school.

Be seated, please.

Over here, ma'am.

Well, Cleon, I see
you've been a busy young man

in the past few years.

Been arrested five times.

Curfew violation, vandalism,
drunkenness, petty theft,

assault...

and now assault
with a deadly weapon

against one James Evans, Jr.

That's right.
That's right.

That's the animal
that shot my son.

I seen it myself.
Mr. Evans, please.

What's all the jive,
Your Worship?

I plead guilty and throw myself
on the mercy of the court.

You know what you're waiving
your right to?

Yeah, yeah, I know it.
I've been here before, man.

Witnesses may be dismissed.
Mr. Evans, thank you.

Oh, now wait a minute.

I wanna see what happens
to this animal that shot my son.

He's thrown himself on the mercy
of the court, Mr. Evans,

and we already
have your deposition.

Well at least let me
hang around

and see you
throw the book at him.

I'm sorry. You're going
to have to leave the court.

Wait a minute!
I wanna see what happens

to this dog
that shot my son.

The court will determine that.

Only the immediately family
is needed.

Man, I don't dig it.

See you later, old man.

Yeah, outside.
Outside.

The defendant will stand
for sentencing.

Get up!

Cleon, I've decided
on an indeterminate sentence

at St. Charles Reformatory
for Boys

until you're 21
or otherwise discharged.

Your Honor, St. Charles
is filled up. No vacancies.

Well, the county jail
is no place for a juvenile,

but he'll have to go there
temporarily.

They're even more crowded
over there, Your Honor.

No vacancies.

No vacancies?

What the hell
are we running here,

a jail system
or a Holiday Inn?

You will be on probation
until you're 21,

during which time you'll report
to your probation officer

at least twice a week

and attend group
rap sessions regularly.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

If I ever see you in this
hearing room again,

you'll serve
your full sentence,

even if it's
in the county jail.

Later on,
Your Magistration.

Oh!

Forgot my gum.

See there, Mama.

Nothing to it.
I'm in the clear.

Everything is cool.

Don't you talk to me, boy.
Don't you ever talk to me again.

What?

There ain't nothing
can be done for you, Cleon.

You no good.

Lord knows I have done my best,
but you just plain no good.

Is that any way to talk
to your beloved son?

You was beloved once,
a long time ago.

But no more.

And I give up on you, Cleon!

I pray to God every night

that none of my other kids
turn out like you.

Oh, you ain't got to worry
about them, Mama.

See, they got me.

I'm gonna see to it
they get over.

See?

Look at you.

You're standing there smirking

and bringing all this grief
on me.

I never thought
I could feel this way

about my own child,

but I hate you.

Sometimes I wish
you was never born!

If only your father was here.

What if he was?
He'd be a wino in the gutter!

He ran out on you,
didn't he?

Where was he when
we needed him, Mama?

Where was he?

I don't need him.
I don't need nobody.

You want me too? Huh?
What you want? You wanna hit me?

Come on. Hit me, man.
Hit me.

Hit me!

I don't want to hit you, son.

I don't want nothing.

Florida, what you
doing here?

I thought I told you
to stay home, baby.

James, I was so worried
about what you might do,

I had to come.

They let him go, huh?
Yeah.

Plenty of guns, but no places
to put the kids who use them.

Lord.

Well, there ain't nothing
we could do, James.

Yea, there was something
I could have done.

I could have broke him
in half, but...

Florida, what kind
of father am I

to feel sorry for the man
that shot my son?

The right kind, James.

The right kind.

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