Clara's Heart Page #5

HITTING THE WATER.

SET...

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[CHEERING]

THAT'S IT!

PULL, DAVE!

WHEN DID YOU:

DECIDE THIS?

LAST NIGHT.

WHY DIDN' YOU TELL ME BEFORE?

WE THOUGHT IT BES TO WAIT TILL

AFTER THE TRIALS.

WHO WILL I LIVE WITH?

ME.

YOU CAN COME INTO THE CITY

AND STAY WITH ME ON WEEKENDS.

[COUGHING]

NO. YOU'RE NOT GOIN'

NOWHERE WITH ME:

DRESSED LIKE THIS.

IF THIS IS SOME:

NEW PERSON YOU'RE TRYING TO BE

BECAUSE YOU'RE THE VICTIM

OF A BROKEN HOME, THINK AGAIN.

HI, HONEY.

GO UPSTAIRS:

AND CHANGE.

PICKY, PICKY.

I REALLY:

APPRECIATE THIS.

I'M GLAD TO DO I FOR HIM.

IT HELPS ME:

AS WELL.

I CAN'T CONCERN MYSELF

WITH WHAT MAKES I EASIER FOR YOU

WHO GOT ALL THE CHOICES.

I HAVEN'T CORNERED

THE MARKET ON CHOICES.

SHOW HIM A GOOD TIME.

YES, I'M SURE HE'LL

HAVE A GOOD TIME.

HIS FATHER'S MOVIN'

OUT THE HOUSE,

THE MOTHER'S FUMIGATING

THE FAMILY HOUSEHOLD,

AND HE'S OFF TO THE CITY

WITH A STRANGER.

A WONDERFUL TIME,

MRS. HART.

CLARA...

SURELY YOU SEE ME TRYING.

YOU'RE THE ONE WHO TOLD ME

TO CHANGE MY LIFE.

NEXT TIME I'LL BE

MORE SPECIFIC ABOU WHAT'S ALLOWED.

BY ALL MEANS.

YOUR OWN HAPPINESS

CAN NEVER BE:

AS IMPORTAN AS THAT CHILD'S

UNTIL HE GROWS:

TO BE A MAN.

THE TWO AREN' MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE.

IF I'M HAPPIER,

HE'LL BE HAPPIER.

NO.

NO.

KISS.

I'VE NEVER BEEN

TO THIS PAR OF THE CITY BEFORE.

NOT A LO OF WHITE FOLKS.

TRUE.

CLARA!

OH, GIRL, IT'S BEEN

SO LONG.

CLARA MAYFIELD.

LET ME TAKE:

YOUR BAG AND COAT.

GOD, IT'S GOOD

TO SEE YOU.

YOU BRING THE BOY

AFTER ALL?

OH, YES.

THIS IS DAVID.

DAVID, COME.

DAVID, THIS

IS FELICIA...

AND LYDIA:

AND RITA:

AND BOBS.

CLARA,

THERE YOU ARE.

SO GOOD TO:

SEE YOU AGAIN,

AND THE SHOP:

IS BEAUTIFUL.

IT'S JUST BEAUTIFUL.

THANK YOU,

CLARA.

I BROUGHT DAVID IN

FOR A HOT COMB.

YEAH, RIGHT.

YOU PUT ON:

SOME BODY:

SINCE I SEE YOU.

THE CHILD:

IS SPROUTIN' HAIR

IN THE UP AND DOWN PLACES.

OH, GOD.

I SHOULD:

BE SLAPPIN'

YOUR BACKSIDE:

FOR ALL THE TROUBLE

YOU'RE GIVIN' CLARA.

THAT'S ANOTHER MUMU

YOU'RE TALKIN' 'BOUT.

DIS CHILD GIVE THE WOMAN

NOTHIN' BUT JOY.

THE BOY SOUND LIKE

HE COME:

FROM PORT ANTONIO.

CAN ME HELP I IF THE CHILD IS CLEVER?

CHILD, HA!

WOO!

WOO! THERE SHE IS!

FLIP IT UP, BABY!

HEY, HEY,

LYDIA, RITA,

STOP THE ROMPIN'

NOW.

YA, YA.

SO, CLARA, WHAT WE

GOIN' DO HERE?

GIVE THE CHILD HAIR

SOME STYLE.

FORGET IT.

YOU DON'T LET US

STYLE YOUR HAIR,

OFF YOU GO BACK HOME.

THAT'S BLACKMAIL.

YOU MAKE THE CHOICE.

CLARA, IT'S OK.

NO, I PROMISED

THE MOTHER.

HOW CAN I DISAPPOIN THAT POOR WOMAN?

OK, THAT'S IT.

SIT DOWN.

NO.

YOU'LL SIT DOWN NOW.

RIGHT THERE.

BEHAVE YOURSELF.

I'M GOIN' TO THE SUPERMARKE TO PICK UP SOME THINGS.

YOU BEHAVE YOURSELF

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