Love and Basketball Page #2
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ZEKE, 32, with the height and ego of an NBA ballplayer,
enters. He laughs.
ZEKE:
Girl, who you trying to fool?
Quincy looks up, smiles. He quickly grabs a piece of
crumpled paper, and tosses it to Zeke.
QUINCY:
Alley-oop, Dad.
Nona intercepts his pass.
NONA:
Boy...
She points him back to his card. Quincy scowls, starts
writing again. Nona scoops some frosting on her finger,
holds it up.
NONA (cont'd)
New neighbors.
Zeke wraps his lips around her finger, sucks the frosting
off.
ZEKE:
See, Quincy, this is how your Moms caught
me, with the old fake and bake. Had me
thinking I was getting a sister who could
burn.
Nona laughs, pulls him down for a kiss. Quincy suddenly
throws down his pencil in frustration.
QUINCY:
I can't do this sh*t.
Zeke and Nona pull away, stare at Quincy in shock.
ZEKE:
Boy, what'd I tell you about using that
word?
QUINCY:
(sighs, then)
"Can't" should never be in a man's
vocabulary.
ZEKE:
Why not?
QUINCY:
Cause when you say can't, you ain't a
man.
ZEKE:
That's right.
NONA:
Zeke.
ZEKE:
What?
(then)
Oh, and, uh, don't say "sh*t."
Nona just shakes her head.
NONA:
We should head over.
ZEKE:
Just you and Quincy, baby. I got a
meeting.
NONA:
With who?
ZEKE:
Business folks.
NONA:
You just got back from a four game road
trip.
ZEKE:
Nona, don't start bitching. I got maybe
two years left to play. I'm just trying
to put some things together for us.
Zeke grabs his keys.
ZEKE (cont'd)
Later, Quincy.
QUINCY:
Later, Dad.
Zeke exits. Nona leans against the counter, concerned.
QUINCY (cont'd)
Mom?
NONA:
What?
QUINCY:
We still have to go?
NONA:
(beat)
Yeah.
INT. WRIGHT HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY
Camille and Nona stand among the piles of boxes. Monica and
Quincy stand at their mothers' sides, stealing glances at
each other. A large bandage covers Monica's cheek. Monica
holds her card, Camille holds the cake.
NONA:
...we moved back here when Quincy was
about five, after Zeke was traded.
Neighborhood was a little more mixed
back then...
CAMILLE:
Until the Black family down the street
became the Black family next door.
NONA:
(nods)
Okay?
Camille tries to smooth down Monica's unruly hair. Monica
moves her head.
CAMILLE:
Well, thanks again. This was really nice
of you.
NONA:
It was the least we could do. And I love
to cook.
Quincy looks up at his Mom, surprised. She quickly hugs his
face into her stomach. Camille lights up.
CAMILLE:
Oh, me too. I used to cook for my
friends' parties and things back in
Atlanta.
NONA:
You're a caterer?
CAMILLE:
Well, no, but once Nathan gets settled
and the girls get a little older, it's
definitely something I want to do.
(then)
Since you love to cook, maybe it's
something we can talk about.
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