Antwone Fisher Page #2

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Ahem. I'm all right.

[Wheezes]

It's just sort of...

Just what?

Just...

It's just a waste|of time sitting here...

week after week...

wasting time.

I don't want you...

to waste your time,|Antwone.

So, what you|want me to say?

It's not what|I want you to say.

It's what you|want to tell me.

Maybe you can start|by asking me a question.

I don't know.|Get things going.

I can do that.

You said you come|from under a rock.

What did you mean|by that?

I don't know, I...

It was the first thing|to come to my mind.

[Sighs]

What do you think|it means?

Well, it could mean...

that, uh...

that you feel|under pressure...

that, uh...

uh, you feel a weight...

pressing down on you.

That you're in the dark,|that you're alone.

You said you had|no parents.

I had parents.

Okay.

Ahem. Only 3 sessions,|right?

Only 3.

My father's name|was Edward.

So you knew him?

No.

I didn't even know|his last name.

You know where he is?

Yeah, I know|where he is.

Joey--

He went to his|ex-girlfriend's house.

They got into|an argument.

She killed my father.

Where was your mother|when this happened?

Behind bars.

I see.

I was born in prison...

2 months after my|father was murdered.

Why was she confined,|your mother?

I don't know.

All I know|is what I told you.

So you were turned over|to the state?

Yeah. The state placed|me in this orphanage.

It was supposed to be until...

my mother got out|to claim me, but--

She got out, but she|never claimed me.

Hmm. How long|were you there?

2 years.

How does that make|you feel, Antwone?

I don't know.

Come on, you must have|some feelings about it.

You know, you--|What did it feel like?

Rainy days.

Rainy days? Okay.

Why is that?

You know,|in Cleveland...

it rains.|Not all the time...

but, uh, to a kid...

who wants to go out|and play...

it seems like it|rains every day.

But, uh...

kids expect it|to rain sometimes...

but...for one kid...

it rained too much.

Hmm.

Okay.

You want me to|come back next week?

Yes, I do.

You ever try to|find her, your mother?

No, sir.

Okay. Next week.

Busy day?

Uh, no more than usual.

Hmm.

The tomatoes are|from our garden.

Yeah?

Mmm. They're so much|better than last year.

Heh heh.

I mean, I'm no green|thumb or anything...

but...heh heh.

Who knows?|Maybe I'm learning.

These tomatoes|really are good.

Reverend Tate:
|# I don't know psychology #

Reverend Tate:
|# I don't know psychology #

# I don't know astrology #

# I don't know|zoology, ha #

# But I know this, ahh #

#Jesus #

#Jesus, ha #

#Jesus #

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#Jesus #

Antwone, Voice-over:|When I was 2...

I was placed in the Tate|foster home.

Reverend Tate, he was|a fire-breathing preacher.

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