Crossing Over

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Let's go, let's go.

Ready for them?

Rosie, open up.

Vamos. Afuera. Vamos.

Okay, let's go.

- Just give me five.

- What?

What do you want me to do?

Look, it's not my problem.

All I'm asking, Stevens,

is did the old man get seen to?

He was sweating and shaking

when I put him on the bus.

He said his arm felt numb.

Jesus Christ, Brogan.

Everything is

a humanitarian crisis with you.

You signed off on more

orders of recognizance

than the rest of your unit combined.

Don't give me that shit.

The man's about to have

a goddamn heart attack.

I want him seen to.

Here he is.

Your guy was given

a clean bill of health by Doc Sturgess.

He bused out three hours ago.

You happy now?

Yeah, I'm happy now.

Hey, Max, you're coming

on Wednesday, right?

For my dad's nationalization party?

Max, it's an important thing

in my culture

to make my father proud.

You know they've been

wanting to meet you.

I give you my word,

they're not as scary

as I made them out to be, okay?

You better do it before

they blow the lunch whistle.

All right, let's go, compadres. Let's do it.

Get down!

- Over there.

- I got it. Sorry.

What you waiting for, Brogan?

A marriage proposal?

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, hey! Gene.

I got her. Thanks.

No, no, no.

No es posible.

Muy bonita. You get her number?

I smell an O.R.

Yeah, he's always giving

the pretty ones a pass,

sometimes even

the not-so-pretty ones.

- Oh!

- Okay?

Now knock it the f*ck off.

Okay, everybody say,

"Thank you, Mr. Kossef,

for singing that beautiful song."

Thank you, Mr. Kossef.

You know, that was actually

a pretty tough crowd.

Yeah.

Well, was I shit?

No, actually.

No, and for somebody

who just learned the song last night,

- I thought you did a very good job.

- Oh, good.

'Cause I had absolutely no idea

- what I was singing about.

- Yeah.

- Oh, you could tell?

- Yeah, and also,

please don't take this the wrong way,

but what kind of Jew gets

hired at a Jewish day school

who doesn't speak any Hebrew

or even really, like, know

the first thing about Judaism?

Well, I guess, the atheist kind.

Excuse me?

No, I'm sorry.

It's just... I just needed a job.

And it was actually my manager's mom

- is the principal of the school.

- Ah.

- You didn't completely suck.

- Oh, thank you.

I do not want you to say

a word about this to anyone.

I mean anyone.

It could be very serious

trouble for the school,

- and for me.

- No, I'm not gonna say anything.

I want you to know

I am only doing this

because of my son,

because he says to me, "Mom, Gavin

is going to be an important musician."

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

Otherwise, I wouldn't do anything like this.

Well, thank you. Thank you, Rachel.

Honestly, I can't thank you enough.

She'll be right along, ma'am.

Thank you.

Oh.

Mmm. Mmm.

Hold on just a second.

Would you like to draw?

Here you go, honey.

I have something else

for you this week, too.

Your teacher, Madame Ntende,

sent this to me in the mail.

She said that you lost it

right before you left

and that you were really sad.

And she found it a few weeks ago.

Honey, it's gonna be

a little while longer,

and we are working very hard

to find you a good mommy.

She won't ever replace

your real mommy,

but she will love you.

And I promise that she'll never leave you.

The men

involved in this terrorist attack

have been vilified,

demonized, and condemned

by the Western world.

But we never want to talk

about the 9/11 Jihadists as real people.

The media and our leaders

are quick to label them

as terrorists and monsters

and murderers.

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