Meet the Browns Page #2

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my supervisors up yesterday.

Well, what you gonna do?

Shoot, I'm barely

getting by as it was.

What you have to do is

go and file child support

on that Michael.

- Hm-mmm.

- You know that Jenny got

$8,000 in back child support.

They'll get it for you

and they'll kick his ass.

8,000? Shoot.

No, he'd kill me.

Mamacita,

you go talk to him.

Let me know if you need me

and my nine to pay him a little visit.

All right.

# Troubled little angel #

# Inconsistent, flying blind

most of the time #

# Drama queen... #

# Preening and untangling #

# Feathers in her wings #

# Captured by her dreams... #

- Good morning, Mama.

- Hey, sweetheart.

# Needy little baby... #

# Open up your heart... #

Are you crying, Mama?

No no, I'm fine.

We're gonna be

all right, Ma.

We've been here before,

and don't we always make it?

- Yeah, we do.

- Yeah.

Let me cook this for you.

Relax.

Uh-oh.

Here you go, Mama.

It's one of them

old songs. Come on.

- Dance with me.

- Michael. Michael.

- No, baby.

- It's your song. You'll feel better.

- Come on, dance with me.

- Michael.

Come on.

Do I have to listen to this?

Yes, and you're

gonna like it.

# You make me happy... #

All we got to eat

is oatmeal?

Yes, and you're gonna

like that too.

Baby, this is for you.

You eat that, all right?

Mama, huh-uh.

I got honeys at school

that'll give me breakfast.

Michael, I want you to eat this.

Come on now. What would

I do without you, hmm?

Hey hey, man, come on.

- Please, don't do that.

- I'm sorry.

Come on, have a heart...

for my baby.

- Lady, I'm doing what they tell me.

- I called!

- I told them I needed a couple days!

- I'm sorry.

Come on, man.

Come on.

Go up, go up!

- Yes!

- There you go!

- Defense! Defense!

- Right here!

Defense! Defense!

Time out! Time out!

Time out.

Come on!

Go go go!

You the man!

Get up!

Whoo!

That's what

I'm talking about.

What'd I say?

What'd I say?

Good job, my Mikey.

- Goodbye, everybody. See you tomorrow.

- Bye.

Ma, you see me score?

Whoo! I saw ya!

Saw those shoes too.

Now don't worry

about that, Ma.

I told the guys on the team

that they're my lucky shoes.

I didn't know you

were coming.

- Thought you had to work.

- Yeah, I did too.

- I lost my job.

- What?

- Oh my gosh!

- We're gonna be all right.

- Don't worry.

- My teacher can help me get a job.

- No. Hm-mmm.

- But, Mama, you've gotta let me help.

No, you're staying

in school, all right?

But I can work

and go to school, Ma.

Listen, baby, I thought

the same thing. Huh?

I end up having

to drop out of school,

working a bunch of dead-end jobs

just to make ends meet.

I don't want you working.

Now you just... you just

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