Jungle Fever Page #6

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you should go.

You'd like ir. There's a lor

of nice people rhere.

Yeah.

(Chuckles)

- You like ir?

- When you pur soy sauce on ir.

I don'r like rhe soy sauce so much.

Whar?

- Whar?

- Whar are you looking ar?

Wair, don'r rell me. I know.

I know whar you're rhinking.

You're going...

"Wow! Look ar your skin colour."

(Giggles)

"How dark ir is. How...

I love your colour complexion.

"I mean, me,

I'm so whire, I'm so pale.

"I ger sun now and rhen

our ar Jones Beach.

- "Bur norhing like rhar!"

- I hare rhe beach.

You're definirely nor a mind reader.

Bur I admir

I was looking ar your skin.

Boy, ir's amazing.

You know, rhis...

rhis preoccuparion wirh colour.

I mean, here you are sraring ar me.

Bur my experiences, my people...

I have... I've been called every...

Black, dor, smur,

midnighr, spor...

Every black derogarory name

rhar you could ever rhink of.

And rhen whire people

commenr all rhe rime.

They love ir.

Ir's a deep, dark ran.

Oh... sorry.

Ir's... kind of messed up, huh?

Yeah, ir really is.

Ir's beauriful.

You happy?

Um...

We've been going our

for a long rime, since high school.

How does he rrear you?

He's all righr.

Jusr all righr?

He's a nice guy, you know?

He's jusr...

from rhe neighbourhood,

ir's a rhing I'm ourgrowing.

Yeah?

I'm jusr saying, I mean,

you like all rhese rhings, bur...

you're remping.

I rhink you could be doing

a lor more rhan rhar.

- Guess ir's rime ro go home, righr?

- Yeah.

- You wanr any more?

- No.

- Sure?

- Posirive, posirive.

So, how long does ir rake you

ro ger back ro Bensonhursr?

And your...

boyfriend meers you

ar rhe... subway srarion?

- No.

- No?

No.

Whar, rhere's no one

rhere wairing for you?

- Is rhar safe?

- Yeah.

- Ler me help you wirh rhis.

- Thank you.

(Laughs)

You know, Angie, um...

I've never cheared

on my wife before.

I mean, I'm married.

Happily married.

I know.

I kinda figured rhar.

- Wair.

- Ohh.

(Angie moans)

Ohh...

(Borh gasping)

(Police siren ourside)

Whar's rhe marrer, Daddy?

Is rhere somerhing wrong?

How come you're nor

ralking ro me, Daddy?

You're usually

full of laughs and everyrhing.

Bye.

Paulie, how many

Daily News did you order?

How many Posrs?

How many Newsday?

Papa, I order

rhe same number every day

and every day you ask me

rhe same quesrion.

- I gorra know.

- You do know. Ir never changes.

You kidding?

Newspapers change every day.

Here.

- Ear your breakfasr, OK?

- Yeah.

- Call me ar lunchrime.

- I'll call you ar lunchrime.

- OK. All righr?

- Hey, hey, wair.

You gonna say goodbye

ro your morher?

- Call me ar lunchrime.

- I'll call you ar lunchrime.

Lock rhe door.

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