Guess Who Page #3

You just didn't feel the need to mention

it's a Caucasian butt cheek. That was...

Simon, look. I didn't mention it

because I don't think it's gonna matter.

It's gonna matter.

We're fine, sir.

Dad!

Look at this here. Oh, my God.

Give your daddy a hug.

How are you?

Mom!

- Hey, my man. Percy Jones, baby.

- Pleasure to meet you.

Man, look at this here. I like this, man.

Nice, solid, strong grip.

Wow. That's something else.

Listen. You doing everything you can

to make my daughter happy?

- No, Dad, it's...

- Hey, sweetheart.

You can take that to the front door for me.

- Thank you.

- No, you see, this...

Don't interrupt.

I'm giving your friend a once-over here.

Sir? Don't stand like a statue.

Take it to the front door.

That's that square with the hole.

Look inside, you see furniture.

- Thank you.

- Yes, sir.

You doing everything in your power

to make her happy?

I'm not sure if I am,

but I'd sure like a crack at it.

- Boy, I ought to drill you, man. I like him.

- Okay, all right, listen.

Young man, don't worry about it. Relax.

I figure, what, $30?

Get yourself some candy or something.

Dad, this is Simon.

Simon?

- That's her boyfriend's name.

- That's right.

- Well, who are you?

- Wesley Thompson. That's my cab.

But if you're still down with me

making your girl happy...

I'm good to go.

- Why don't you just go?

- Just...

I wish Theresa would have told me

you guys were black.

That would have saved an awkward moment.

- Kind of like this one.

- Yeah.

- Welcome home, sweetheart.

- Thanks, Mom.

- Baby, let me get that.

- I got it.

Lemonade.

Damn!

Ain't no need, us standing out here.

Why don't we go on inside and talk?

Come on, we going on inside

with a quickness. No use standing out here.

Just come on.

That boy's white.

Nothing gets past you.

I guess it's those 22 years as a loan officer.

- You knew about this.

- I didn't know a thing, I promise you.

But I did figure it out

after the second "Daddy!"

Why she just didn't say nothing?

Give us a warning, you know?

We taught our girls

to see only people, not color.

- I know that but...

- So, what's the problem?

I guess the problem is

she just didn't tell us.

I'm expecting Denzel Washington

to come walking through the door...

and I get Whitey McWhiteman instead.

- Hi, you guys.

- Hi!

I'm just showing Simon the house.

You've a very beautiful home, Mrs. Jones.

- Why, thank you. You can call me Marilyn.

- Will do.

You, too, Mr. Jones.

Thank you. You can call me Mr. Jones.

I'm just kidding.

You got me. That was funny.

I'm making lemonade.

You want to sit down?

- Yes, thank you. Sit down, babe.

- Great.

So, Simon, they tell me

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