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Well, we're about 40 minutes from the airport. That gave you guys a lot of time to chat. |
(Overlapping) I was sleep. I've been working overtime all week. |
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Well hey fellas. Im pastor charles. I own the property. You passed my church about 10 miles from here. |
That's a big ass Church. Ol. Big ol church. |
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And that's my house right over the hill. |
That's a big ass house. Ol' |
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Yeah, I guess it is big. Huh? Well we're blessed |
excuse my language |
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So any sign of the others? There late and I'm kind of in a rush |
In your email you said 3 p.m. |
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Eastern |
We are on Central time here |
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Probably because we're out here in the boonies. But my phone is fine |
So is mine |
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Mine too |
You must have an Android |
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Well this guy is 23 minutes and 17 seconds late |
Are you sure he's coming |
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What happens if he doesn't show |
Then we came all this way for nothing |
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Look I didn't come here to make friends or bond with any of my father's illegitimate children |
Illegitimate? |
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So if any of you are expecting me to hold hands and sing We are family then you can forget it |
Wait what's this about us being illegitimate |
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So what Lee Taylor was no more committed to your mother than he was any of ours |
So you think because he was married to your mom and none of ours that makes you special or something? |
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I was born in Houston and I currently live in San Antonio |
I'm a Medgar Lee Taylor named after Medgar Evers, the Civil Rights activist. |
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We know who he is |
Anyway, I'm from Mississippi but I currently live in St Louis. I'm 29, I'm a sanitation worker. I have six kids. |
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Not that |
Why what then? |
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What does that make him? |
I would never do anything like that to my kids |
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You know what I'm tired of your |
He's right, Malcolm isn't it? He's absolutely right. I can't believe Papa would pull something like that |
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That's Country as hell |
It's completely out of his character. That's not the man I knew. I expected more of him |
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You feeling let down because you found out your perfect Papa wasn't who you thought he was |
Listen man I don't know you and you don't know me so you need to chill |
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You chill |
Nigga. Don't think because we got the same last name I won't bust your ass |
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Listen, this is not why we are here. He didn't bring us together to bicker |
But he had to know it would happen |
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Who cares what the paper says? Let's just do this. |
We can't |
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That's not how I want to spend these next few days |
What do you propose we do? |
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The whole going in a circle sharing things about ourselves is what's the word |
Whack |
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Well what about you? |
Yeah man. You are you missing out |
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Yep. Twice. In his ass |
I'm glad I'm in the group with y'all |
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Why is that? |
Y'all are the most down-to-earth. Everybody else is crazy except for Garvey but those other three |
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I get what you're saying about Martin but Malcolm isn't so bad. And Coltrane seems like a decent guy |
Nah. Look at him. He's too stiff and rigid |
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Nah. Not at all. Not one bit. Not in the least. |
He's nervous. |
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No. Shes not white. What would make you think that? |
Because her name is Becky. |
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Rebecca! |
Becky, Rebecca same thing. Ain't no black girls named neither one of them. |
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Well her parents are kind of bougie. |
I knew it had to be something. |
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No problem man. We don't expect you to - |
I couldn't make it anyway so - |
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Yeah man. What made you decide to have six? |
Crazy as hell. Weren't none of them planned but they went unplanned. We just live our lives and love each other and the babies just keep coming. |
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Thats just the military in him |
Man thats PTSD. Dude look like he ready to snap on us again at any moment. You seen what he did to Martin. Incredible hulk lookin ass. |
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Same here |
There's plenty to be mad about. Siblings are suppose to know each other. Share each other's lives, even if they only share one parent. Papa took that from us. |
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True but he's given it to us now. At least he's trying to. Got to give credit for that. |
I'm not giving a man credit for something he supposed to do |
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One more you'll be caught up with Daddy |
No sir. This baby we got now is it! |
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How many girls and how many boys? |
All girls. |
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So how do you all think this funeral planning is going to go? |
Horrible |
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Good. |
Man I hate to be the bearer of bad news but funerals are when families are at their worst. Close families fall out and stop speaking. What do you think is going to happen to us? |
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It's just a funeral. We pick out a casket, some flowers, find a few fingers in a preacher to give the eulogy. Easy. |
Let's hope it's that easy with y'alls Big Brothers over there |
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I think it's a great idea |
Okay, if y'all think so. I'll do my best. But if one of those guys test me. |
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They won't. You got to think positive. Trust your big brother. |
You're not the big brother I'm the big brother |
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No your not I'm older than you |
No I'm older |
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That should be the priority. We can take a hike anytime |
I agree |
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Opening 4 Act 1 Scene 5 |
Hey! Did y'all know that little brother is getting married in two weeks and he didn't even invite us |
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I didn't even know y'all existed |
Well, you met us over twenty-four hours ago and have we been invited? |
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Okay okay y'all can come |
I wasn't saying all that. I was just saying that since we weren't invited, we should throw you a little bachelor party tonight |
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Party! Party! Party! |
Now you know you got to play Papa's favorite song at the reception |
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True. And as his beneficiaries, these things are now ours. Open it. It might be some money in there. |
It's just a bunch of his lyrics and poetry books |
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( pulling something out of the box) what's this? |
Yeah that look like a bag of weed |
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(Lights up. Having a high conversation) |
Garvey, look in that box and see if you see any more weed in there |
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Wow. That's crazy |
So. Y'all have met before |
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It's a DNA test |
What does it say? |
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Let's all just take a DNA test |
I'm not doing that |
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Excuse me? |
Somewhat |
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Medgar, where are you going? |
I'm leaving |
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Why? |
I can't take this no more. I didn't ask for this. I was perfectly happy living my life. |
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You can't just walk out like this. |
I'm not walking out. I'm just going home to my family where I belong |
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But Medgar, come on man, we made a pact |
**** your pack! And his funeral |
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But we need you. And you know deep down you need us. So what we didn't start out together but we're here now. |
You call this family? This? Seven perfect strangers are family just because they happen to have the same daddy. This ain't family. What I have at home is family. This is mess. Papa's mess. I love him to death but it's not my responsibility to clean up his **** |
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Medger. Come on man. I know how you feel |
no you don't |
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Yes I do I'm in the same predicament I mean we all are |
You don't even know me to know my predicament |
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You're right. I don't know you. But I would like to get to know you. If you'll let me. That's what we're here for a right? So, I'm asking you to please stay. |
You don't know **** about my life with Papa |
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I don't |
So stop acting like you do |
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Okay, okay. But you can't leave now. It's late and it's dark and you've been drinking. |
I don't need you telling me what I can and cannot do. I'm My Own man |
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I know you are. I wasn't trying to tell you how to be a man. I'm just concerned about you |
Why? |
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Because like I said, we're out in these woods and you've been drinking and... and because you're my brother |
What? |
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Because you're my brother |
You sure about that? |
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Do you believe in God? |
Yes but I'm not religious and I don't need you judging or trying to minister to me |
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I'm not trying to do either. I promise |
And I don't want to talk |
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Okay |
You can't even handle what I got inside |
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I believe you. I was just going to ask if I could pray for you |
I don't need you to pray for me. If I want to pray I'll pray for myself |
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Do you pray |
Sometimes |
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Yeah. Rev. Charles Watson |
What? |
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You new Uncle Charles? |
Yeah |
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Anyway, we are not here to talk about my Dad. We're here to talk you all. And how you can move forward |
I'm not sure if we can. |
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I don't have a problem. I dont. I dont. |
My problem is not with these guys. And I want to apologize for how I acted yesterday, especially the Huey and miles. My issue is with Papa and I took it out on y'all. I guess because he's not here for me to yell at |
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( all the men began to debate and talk over each other) |
I'll share |
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Okay Medgar |
I'm only sharing because I got some baggage I need to get off me that I don't want to take home to my family. I'm doing this for them. Not for any of you. Not even for Papa. Papa was... Papa was... He was a family man and his family was whoever was around at that time. I never felt fully accepted by him. He really was hard on me. He was always talking to me about what a man is supposed to do and what a man isn't supposed to do and if I fell Outside the Lines, there was hell to pay. But while he was teaching me principles, he never quite connected with me. Nothing I did was ever good enough for him. It felt like he would come to town sometime just to yell at me for something my mama told him I did. He'll pull up and I run outside oh, happy to see him and he lay into me. I will be thinking, this is what you came here for? I figured if he could be so hard on me, he must be perfect. So I got to the point where I just want to be perfect for him. Because I wanted to be like him. I want him to like me. If he's perfect, I'll be perfect too. So I tried to do everything right. Good grades, good behavior, Sports, even picked up an instrument because that would make him proud of me, I thought. That would make him pay more attention to me when I wasn't in trouble but nah. When I was good, he barely called. He barely came around. So I started getting in trouble just to hear his voice. Just to see his face. No matter how hard I tried, I was nothing like him. I wasn't musically talented. I wasn't as handsome. I wasn't scares Matic. They used to eat at me. I thought he was so perfect and I would never measure up. It made me think there was something wrong with me. So I just kind of lower my expectations. That was until I got married and had my first daughter. When I saw her face I knew I would never leave her wondering when I was going to come home. One thing I know I can do well as work and take care of my family. So that's what I do. Nothing makes me happy and than my wife and kids. Sometimes I wonder, if things were better with me and Papa would my life be different. But I have no regrets about the path I took in life because I give my family to love and stability that Papa was too busy and too far away to give me. |
