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- What are you doing?

- -Watching dad.

He's not home yet. Have you been

playing in your school clothes again?

All right.

That is your first strike.

- Go change your clothes.

- But I want to play.

Second strike.

Just wait till your father

gets home.

He's been home all day.

What's wrong with him?

Fine.

I've been thinking

for a while...

You know what?

Can you help me with this jar?

I'm having trouble opening it

after I closed it.

Thank you.

I think it's best for me... well,

for everyone... did you get it?

I think it's best for me...

Use the knife.

Thank you.

And the faucet

has been dripping all day.

I can't turn it off.

- Yeah, I tried that.

I'll fix it tomorrow.

Well, just, uh,

take your coat off.

We're gonna have dinner

in a little bit.

Not here.

There isn't enough room. Did

you get stuff on you? No.

Jesus Christ, Billy!

Strike four.

It's not fair. I just wanted to

know why he's always in there.

Okay, ready? Ready?

All right.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight.

Look at the champ! Sounds

like elephants moved in.

Why did the other ones move?

They didn't move. They died.

Why?

Mm, they were old.

It was their time to go.

The neighbor found them dead

when the smell got too bad.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four.

Look at the champ. He's gonna

make us a lot of money.

He's gonna make us rich.

No fighting at the table.

All righty.

Who's that tiny little kid?

Let mommy do that for you.

- Can you put the curtains up before we go to bed?

- My back is killing me.

Please?

Please, I don't want people

looking right into our apartment.

- Nobody'll look in.

- Is looking.

Baby, you are special.

You know that?

You can do and be

anything you want to.

Look.

You don't need to be an educated

man to know how the world works.

You got to be tough.

Tough.

Tough. Show me tough.

Show me tough.

Show me the guns.

Show me the guns.

Yeah. Yeah. Tough.

- Come on.

- Fine.

Why are you covering your glass?

No beer tonight.

Come.

Not tonight.

Whoa.

Troy!

- Come back here, Troy!

- -It's not dead!

And do something.

It's squirming!

Leave it alone, champ.

It might have diseases.

Not say something.

Do something.

Have you been hanging around

that tutor again?

- Oy.

- It's just a little lipstick.

Oh.

Troy. Troy!

Put it down.

Move away, baby.

Isn't it bad

to let it suffer, mama?

Leave it alone, champ.

It will die naturally.

You need to buy better traps.

If they're good enough

for Harlem rats,

they're good enough

for queens mice.

Mama, it's crying.

Can I set it free?

Always do the right thing

even if it's the hardest thing.

- Hey, what are you doing?

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