Boy Wonder

Who wrote that one?

Bach...

Johann Sebastian Bach.

I think that's the best.

I don't know if there is a best.

Music is subjective.

It's different for everyone.

When I hear Mozart,

I feel... out of breath.

Dizzy...

overwhelmed.

When I hear Bach...

that's more like a good

movie for me.

What about you? What do

you feel when you hear Bach?

Oh, sh*t!

Dad!

Get out of my f***ing...

- No!

- Mom! Sh*t!

- No!

- Mom!

Sh*t!

Hey.

Guys, settle down.

Today we'll be

reviewing your tests.

And hopefully

I can figure out...

why the majority of you

failed so miserably.

- Good work, Sean.

- Thank you.

Sean. Sean.

You got a pen I can borrow?

Yeah.

What's with that?

You don't even have Chemistry.

Um, I just like

to read, I guess.

Hey, Jodie Freedman's having

a party at her house tomorrow.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah, you should go.

- Are you going?

- Yeah, I'm going.

You should go, man. Get your

head out of those books for a while.

Yeah, maybe.

You judging me?

Hot chocolate? Huh?

Good morning.

Hey, how'd you do

on that test?

I did okay.

Yeah?

Uh, what does

that mean, okay?

I got a hundred.

Well, that's great.

Better than okay.

Listen, Sean,

I was thinking of, uh,

going up and visiting your

mother tonight after work.

Um, thought maybe

you'd like to come along.

I can't. Um...

I'm going to

this party tonight...

with... with my friend.

I'm gonna spend the night

at his house.

If that's...

If that's fine.

Yeah.

That's...That's fine.

Uh, who's the friend?

Um, this kid Steve.

I go to school with him.

I don't think you know him.

Yea. Well, that's...

that's fine. That's, uh...

Well, good.

Sorry I haven't been

up here in a while.

Hah.

I've been busy.

Um, no excuse.

Hey, you know I finally got

that leak in my room fixed?

It was...It was the shingles

up on the roof just like I thought.

Had to go up there, rip the whole thing out,

start all over again.

You know

how I hate that sh*t.

I never had these problems

in the old apartment.

Sean says hi.

He wanted to

come out but he...

There's some big party and...

I told him to

go be a teenager.

Yeah.

He's doing good.

He's doing good.

He's got friends now and...

All right. I mean, one that I am

currently aware of.

But, uh...

Going off to college

next year.

Can you believe that?

You know, for a while I was

really worried about him.

But he's going to be okay.

He's strong.

He's strong like his mother.

I wish I was that strong.

Do you like

your surprise?

It's awesome.

I have another surprise

after this.

Thanks so much, Linda.

That was amazing. For both of us.

It's great to have you.

What did you think of the music, Sean?

- It was cool.

- It was pretty cool, wasn't it?

What happened to your face?

- I fell.

- Yeah, he fell off his bike.

You have to be more

careful next time, okay?

Okay.

- Fragile things, kids.

- Yes, well, thanks again, Linda.

I'll see you at work.

Yo, Anna, what's up, man?

You got my f***ing money or what?

No, Tony I got screwed

up this week.

Kiana had to go to the doctor, and someone

broke into the mailbox and took my check.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Are you saying you don't

owe me any f***ing money?

Is that what

you're saying, huh?

I'm just saying

maybe, maybe...

Maybe we figure something out.

You know?

- Hey, Stretch.

- Yo.

- Hook her up.

- Come here, baby.

Come on, Kiana.

Ben.

Hold that down,

all right?

Just make sure you come

correct next time, all right?

Thanks so much.

If you need anything, you know...

Cool. You're good.

You're good.

- Kiana, come on.

- What you looking at, man?

Let's go.

What, you deaf, nigga?

Huh?

I'm talking to you, boy.

- Yo, T., what's going on, baby? - Yo, yo,

yo, yo. Where the f*** you going, man?

My man, where you going, baby?

What the f***

you doing out here, man?

Huh?

You lost?

You got some money for me?

Speak up, motherf***er!

F***ing deaf, huh?

You hear me talking

to you, man?

You don't hear 'em

talking to you?

You killed that...

You killed that kid.

- What the f*** is he talking about, man?

- What did you just say?

You killed that little boy.

Motherf***er!

F***ing deaf motherf***er!

Huh?

What the f***, huh?

- F***, man.

- Get the f*** up!

Motherf***er!

Oh, sh*t!

Look at me, motherf***er!

Look at me! Look at me!

Yo, Tony.

What you doing, man?

Stay the f*** back!

- Yo, chill.

- Stay back!

- Yo, put the gun down, man!

Relax! - What you gonna do, huh?

- Relax, man. - Huh, what you gonna do?

You gonna shoot me?

- Chill, chill.

- Shut the f*** up.

- Just chill, man.

- You wanna shoot me?

- Stay the f*** back! Stay the

f*** back! - Shut the f*** up!

Shut the f*** up!

Sh*t!

I know I'm supposed

to be there, Richard.

I forgot. I'm sorry.

I promise I'll pick him up as soon

as I get out of work tonight.

Okay, I promise!

Yeah. Well, tell Lisa if she hadn't

slept with my husband behind my back,

maybe she wouldn't have all

this unfairness to deal with.

I'm gonna pick him up.

No, I can't just leave. You know

everything I have going on with work.

No, Richard.

No more lawyers.

No. Don't even think

about doing that.

No, you know what it is, Richard?

You're a dick! That's what it is.

What are you looking at?

Detective Ames,

can I talk to you a minute?

Congratulations on

your, uh, promotion.

What can I do for you, Larry?

I've been feeling really bad

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