Roxanne, Roxanne Page #3

Let her back in.

No, Dave.

If she wants to hang it on the streets,

let her stay her ass out there.

My door locks at nine o'clock.

And that goes for anybody.

Peggy.

That goes for anybody.

[Dave] Come on.

- Thanks, Dave.

- Yeah.

[singing] We movin'

Everybody, we movin'

We movin', we movin'

[Peggy] Fast.

Knock it off. Go sit down somewhere.

[Fastima] Everybody, we movin'

We movin', we movin'

[line beeping]

Neek, got your stuff packed?

- Yeah, I been packed.

- Okay.

Shante! Latifa!

Bring yourself out here.

Dave will be here any second.

- [Shante] We been ready.

- Hurry up.

Mom, when we finished moving,

you gonna see me battle?

I'll see you battle, but right now,

battle your ass to the front door.

We gotta go.

Girls. Girls. What are you doing?

This is a happy day.

You should not be angry.

I'm not angry, but do you ever close

your mouth? Give your mouth a break.

Finally.

What's up, y'all?

[groans]

I just came to see if y'all left yet.

Not yet. But the truck's on its way.

He was supposed to be here hours ago.

You're not telling me

what I think you're telling me.

I'm not telling you anything.

[Supreme Jubilees'

"It'll All Be Over" playing over speakers]

Why?

We gonna get it back. I promise.

That was everything I have.

Twenty thousand dollars.

Why would he take that away

from my babies?

You know how long it took me

to save that money?

How many toilets I cleaned?

How many asses I wiped?

Why, Gina?

- Every time I try to leave...

- Here.

Go ahead and have a drink.

No, that ain't gonna get me out of here.

It'll take your mind off it for now.

It'll all be over

It'll all be over

And we won't have to cry no more

And we won't have to cry no more

[sighs]

Shante. Get your thumb out your mouth.

Know how much I paid

for them braces?

You gonna put your thumb

in your mouth and ruin your teeth?

She the only one

in the projects with braces.

Come here, little girl. Come here.

- Let me see if they even work.

- All right, Ms. Peggy.

- Shante, go.

- No. Let's see if they working.

[Gina] All right.

Okay? It's okay.

- Take the girls in your room, Shante.

- Come on. It'll all be over

And we won't have to cry no more

Ms. Peggy, it's okay.

Girl, it's okay. You can let it out now.

I'm all right.

We gonna be fine.

It'll all be over

Move. Get off my bed.

I don't want you here.

No.

- Move.

- No.

- Move, little girl.

- This is my bed, too.

[Fastima] Stop, that hurts.

You don't know how to comb my hair.

[Shante] Stop moving.

[Fastima] Ow.

Stop! I want Mommy to comb my hair!

Mommy's sleep. We can't wake her.

Stop!

Go ahead.

What you all doing? You two

should be out the door. Time for school.

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