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[00:13] | Spirit. | |
[00:24] | Spirit. | |
[00:28] | Come on! | |
[00:29] | Off you go! | |
[00:33] | Spirit. Spirit. | |
[00:35] | All clear, girls! | |
[00:37] | – All gone. – We did it, Grams! | |
[00:39] | Thanks, Nana! | |
[00:46] | It is definitely active in here. | |
[00:48] | Active, like good, or…? | |
[00:49] | Is there something evil in the house? | |
[00:51] | Oh, no. Not evil. If there was evil here, I’d throw up. | |
[00:54] | – Oh, God. Please don’t do that. – No, I’m-I’m feeling kindness | |
[00:57] | and decency… | |
[00:58] | and love. | |
[01:01] | And a pig. | |
[01:03] | A pig? | |
[01:04] | I gained, like, ten pounds in college. | |
[01:06] | – Is-is that weird? – No, no, not… No. | |
[01:09] | No. | |
[01:10] | This has nothing to do with food or weight. Um, | |
[01:13] | has there been a pig in anyone’s life? | |
[01:16] | Actually, last week when I was getting my roots done, | |
[01:20] | one of the colorists at the salon had a baby pig. | |
[01:23] | Oh, my God, no fair! | |
[01:25] | Interesting. | |
[01:26] | Although, there is something piglike about a salon. | |
[01:30] | Well, you know, um, | |
[01:31] | snouts in the trough of privilege and… | |
[01:33] | the troughs are all the-the hair dryers, | |
[01:36] | and the… pig grunts are all the bits of gossips. | |
[01:39] | This one, wow. | |
[01:42] | – Yeah, I know. – She should be listened to. | |
[01:44] | Like I have a choice? | |
[01:46] | Clearly, you’re a sharp kid, Frankie. | |
[01:49] | Well, thank you. | |
[01:51] | But, you know, that sharpness… it can hurt people. | |
[01:54] | Oh, w… No, I-I know. | |
[01:57] | But I’m-I’m… not like that. | |
[01:59] | I’m-I’m pretty chill. | |
[02:04] | Look, all I’m saying is just… just bring it down a notch. | |
[02:07] | Especially with the people you love. | |
[02:10] | Like your mom. | |
[02:14] | Okay. | |
[02:15] | I’m getting another feeling. | |
[02:17] | Another animal. Not a pig. | |
[02:19] | Something smaller. A bird? | |
[02:21] | Or… or a mouse. | |
[02:23] | Mandy Patinkin! | |
[02:25] | My mouse… she died, and my momflushed her down the toilet. | |
[02:28] | Oh. Okay. | |
[02:29] | Well, Mandy Patinkin misses you. | |
[02:32] | A lot. | |
[02:33] | I can feel her here, right now. | |
[02:36] | She’s… she’s watching over you. | |
[02:39] | She’s your guardian angel. | |
[02:41] | Thank you, Mandy Patinkin. | |
[02:43] | I miss you. | |
[02:44] | Anyone home? | |
[02:47] | Oh. | |
[02:48] | Well. What’s going on here? | |
[02:52] | Is this… | |
[02:54] | Oh. Is this the gypsy you hired to read palms? | |
[02:58] | Why is he dressed normal? | |
[03:01] | Hello. | |
[03:03] | I’m Phyllis. | |
[03:04] | Toby D’Angelo. | |
[03:06] | Oh! Don’t ever grab | |
[03:09] | a lady’s hand like that. | |
[03:11] | I… I beg your pardon. | |
[03:13] | I’m-I’m so sorry. | |
[03:15] | Okay, um… | |
[03:16] | Allow me to be frank. | |
[03:18] | I have my own feelings about hexes and spells, | |
[03:22] | as far as men are concerned. | |
[03:23] | But I’m willing to be entertained. | |
[03:25] | Here’s my palm. | |
[03:27] | Oh. Uh, n-no. | |
[03:28] | I don’t-I don’t read palms. | |
[03:30] | – Uh… – And, “gypsy”… | |
[03:31] | It’s quite an archaic term. | |
[03:33] | And frankly, it’s offensive to mediums. | |
[03:36] | Phil. | |
[03:38] | We’re in the middle of something. | |
[03:39] | Yes. Go on. | |
[03:41] | I’ll just sit and watch. | |
[03:44] | Don’t you have somewhere you need to be? | |
[03:46] | No. Not at all. | |
[03:48] | I couldn’t help but notice thatthis house is filled with women. | |
[03:51] | Oh, yes. Flooding with estrogen. | |
[03:54] | Wall-to-wall vaginas. | |
[03:56] | It’s like a matriarchal dystopia. | |
[03:59] | Especially… | |
[04:01] | as it’s well-known that half the women | |
[04:03] | in my side of the family are witches. | |
[04:05] | Phil. | |
[04:06] | Okay. All right. | |
[04:09] | Not a word. God forbid. | |
[04:11] | Even though, uh, | |
[04:13] | this house is filled with feminine… energy, | |
[04:16] | I’m feeling a masculine presence. | |
[04:19] | His energy is everywhere. | |
[04:21] | Oh, please. You don’t have to bea psychic for that. | |
[04:25] | What you’re sensing, Mr. D’Angelo, | |
[04:28] | is the deadbeat father, Sam’s ex-husband. | |
[04:33] | So your dad… | |
[04:35] | is not really in the picture? | |
[04:37] | No, not at all. | |
[04:39] | You girls mind if I give you some advice? | |
[04:41] | Something… I wish I would have known when I was young. | |
[04:46] | If you have a toxic person in your life, | |
[04:48] | you need to move past him, or her, | |
[04:51] | and protect yourselves. | |
[04:53] | How do you move past a dad? | |
[04:56] | – It’s my dad. – Don’t think of him that way. | |
[04:59] | Think of him as a friend, | |
[05:01] | someone who let you down. | |
[05:04] | What do you do with a friend like that? | |
[05:08] | You move on. | |
[05:12] | But the man I’m sensing is not your dad. | |
[05:15] | Someone older. Someone you love. | |
[05:18] | Older? Who? | |
[05:20] | I’m seeing a big collar, beard, | |
[05:22] | bushy eyebrows, a large laugh. | |
[05:25] | Someone who’s been gone quite a while. | |
[05:28] | Grandpa! | |
[05:30] | It’s Grandpa. It has to be. | |
[05:31] | Wow. | |
[05:35] | Hmm. | |
[05:44] | Sorry. | |
[05:48] | So, how long have you been doing this? | |
[05:50] | Since I was about 15. | |
[05:56] | – And you call it a gift? – A gift, yeah. | |
[06:10] | Hi! | |
[06:11] | There’s my babies. | |
[06:14] | He’s a good boy. He’s a good boy. | |
[06:34] | On the stairs. In plain sight. | |
[06:37] | In a house with a 14-year-old | |
[06:40] | and an 11-year-old. | |
[06:41] | Seriously. Guys, this is still hot. | |
[06:45] | Mom! | |
[06:47] | You can’t scold us. We’re not kids anymore. | |
[06:52] | Go away! | |
[06:54] | Wow. | |
[06:56] | She’s still here. | |
[06:59] | Oh, my God, that’s… Oh… | |
[07:03] | Jesus, Mom. | |
[07:05] | Stop. | |
[07:06] | Can’t you see we’re talking? | |
[07:08] | No, Max. | |
[07:10] | You stop! | |
[07:12] | Okay. | |
[07:13] | Okay. | |
[07:15] | And, you, John-O, | |
[07:17] | I helped you come outto your parents, remember that? | |
[07:21] | And Amir… | |
[07:23] | Amir, you ask me for money every time I see you, | |
[07:27] | and I give it to you, and I can’t help but notice | |
[07:30] | that you’re wearing $300 Yeezys. | |
[07:33] | And you? | |
[07:35] | I don’t even know who the hell you are. | |
[07:38] | And, Paisley, honey, come here. | |
[07:43] | I practically raised you, | |
[07:45] | and do you know how many parent wars and boyfriend wars | |
[07:48] | and morning-after pills that I have walked you through? | |
[07:51] | And you treat me this way? | |
[07:56] | Yes. | |
[07:57] | Yeesh. | |
[07:59] | I’m too high for this. | |
[08:00] | I’m sorry, Sam. | |
[08:02] | Um… | |
[08:04] | look, I… I’m really sorry. | |
[08:06] | I-I don’t know you, and you seem nice. | |
[08:09] | And… I just came over with Paisley. | |
[08:12] | A-And, you know, Max was being nice. | |
[08:14] | And you all seem… nice. | |
[08:16] | You… I… | |
[08:18] | Uh, I’ll stop. Yeah. | |
[08:21] | I’m sorry, Sam. | |
[08:23] | It was my pipe. | |
[08:24] | I totally admit it. My bad. | |
[08:26] | Not anymore. It’s mine now. | |
[08:31] | Clean this up, move out. | |
[08:35] | Don’t bring this shit to my house. | |
[08:37] | Come on! | |
[08:41] | I’m so sorry. | |
[08:43] | – I’ll get you another pipe. – It’s cool, Max. | |
[08:45] | I got plenty of those pipes at home, so we’re good. | |
[08:47] | No. I’m sorry, guys. | |
[08:52] | Diaper, lose the gum. | |
[08:53] | The doctor said I have anxiety, | |
[08:55] | and if I don’t chew gum, I could die. | |
[08:57] | Okay, well, that’s nonsense. | |
[08:59] | Well, I-I have a note. | |
[09:03] | Mm, I-I… I can’t find it. | |
[09:04] | You know what? | |
[09:06] | Never mind. Just keep it in your mouth. | |
[09:08] | Okay. | |
[09:14] | What are you doing here? | |
[09:15] | Oh, I’m… I’m chaperoning. | |
[09:17] | I came to chaperone. | |
[09:21] | Whatever, Samuel. | |
[09:23] | So transparent. | |
[09:33] | Frankie’s adjusting well. | |
[09:34] | Yeah, you think? | |
[09:36] | It’s a tricky age to skip. | |
[09:37] | Starting high school early. | |
[09:39] | How’s she handling the workload? | |
[09:40] | Uh, it’s pretty good, I guess. | |
[09:42] | I-I thought it was gonna tire her out, but… | |
[09:45] | The geniuses are always a pain in the ass. | |
[09:47] | That one sleeps out. | |
[09:50] | No texts, no calls. | |
[09:51] | I mean, when did that become okay? | |
[10:06] | Los Angeles, make some noise! | |
[10:10] | And then keep that round of applause | |
[10:13] | going for my DJ, DJ Teazz Yung. | |
[10:18] | Give it up! Give it up! Give it up! | |
[10:20] | Now look, y’all, we getting into it, | |
[10:22] | so I’m gonna get my butt offstage, | |
[10:24] | but I am hyped to introduce this next young person to the stage. | |
[10:27] | Give it up for Yoko Tamada! | |
[10:31] | Give it up! Give it up! Give it up! | |
[10:35] | I’m Yoko Tamada. | |
[10:37] | I’m from CB-Watts, and this is “To Be or Not to Be.” | |
[10:40] | I want to know | |
[10:42] | that my poems are proof of my progress. | |
[10:45] | To be sin. | |
[10:47] | Satan, biblical turmoil. | |
[10:50] | To be fine. | |
[10:52] | To be fine. Fine. | |
[10:56] | I’m not fine. | |
[10:57] | But I’m learning how to turn sins into poems. | |
[11:00] | To be the last word. | |
[11:03] | To be… psych. | |
[11:04] | I don’t end my poems that way. | |
[11:07] | That morning, I saw the stars float out of my dreams | |
[11:11] | and land in the chest. | |
[11:13] | I said,”This hand is made for someone, | |
[11:16] | and in yours it feels the best.” | |
[11:18] | The city smiled with us. | |
[11:20] | Car horns played a melodic parade. | |
[11:23] | We danced and we played | |
[11:24] | till a man twice my age, skin the same, dared to say, | |
[11:29] | “Oh! | |
[11:31] | “You got yourself a blackbitch? | |
[11:35] | “Damn, you deserve an Oscar! | |
[11:38] | I’m gonna give you an award.” | |
[11:45] | The next time I walked past him, | |
[11:47] | I couldn’t hold my partner’s hand. | |
[11:51] | I wanted to make sure I could flip him off | |
[11:53] | with bothhands this time. | |
[12:06] | Yo, we’re on in, like, 20. | |
[12:07] | Toboosi wants to run it again. | |
[12:09] | Just do it without me. | |
[12:17] | I’m sorry. I… | |
[12:18] | It’s fine. | |
[12:21] | You should go. | |
[12:23] | No, I’m good right here, thanks. | |
[12:30] | Sweet Moon, I thank thee for thy sunny beams. | |
[12:32] | I thank thee, Moon, for shining now so bright. | |
[12:34] | For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering gleams, | |
[12:37] | I trust to take of truest Thisby sight. | |
[12:39] | But stay, O spite! | |
[12:40] | But mark, poor knight. | |
[12:42] | What dreadful dole is here! | |
[12:44] | I thought… I thought we were doing Romeo and Juliet. | |
[12:45] | Oh, I’m so sorry. Geez. | |
[12:47] | Asian girls love hip-hop like a white man loves golf. | |
[12:50] | Asian girls love hip-hop | |
[12:52] | like white women love juice cleanses and spin classes. | |
[12:56] | Asian girls love hip-hop. | |
[12:59] | And it’s about time hip-hop started to love us back. | |
[13:08] | Sorry. | |
[13:10] | I think I’m feeling a little better. | |
[13:13] | Are you sure? | |
[13:14] | ‘Cause I don’t care. We don’t have to do this. | |
[13:24] | Does my face look weird? | |
[13:27] | No weirder than it normally does. | |
[13:29] | Audience, make sure | |
[13:30] | you’re showing lots of love. Matter of fact, | |
[13:32] | can we do a little drumroll real quick on your thigh? | |
[13:34] | Coming up to the stage, | |
[13:36] | representing Hamilton High School, | |
[13:39] | y’all give it up for Bryce Banks! | |
[13:44] | Ebonics. | |
[13:46] | Hooked on Phonics. Better to speak right | |
[13:48] | than be addicted to the chronic. | |
[13:50] | Yeah, the streets, we bonded. | |
[13:51] | Heavily influenced by Glock alarm clocks, | |
[13:53] | but you hear us speak and think we call Beverly home. | |
[13:56] | Home. Streets we grew up on flooded with demonic tongues. | |
[14:00] | Guns, usually shunned if you sound like me. | |
[14:02] | Black boy, but not. | |
[14:03] | Too wise to let my teeth fall and my tongue rot. | |
[14:05] | I remember snot-nosed me. | |
[14:06] | Too critical to speak the language. | |
[14:08] | Brain, rearranged, told me, “A’ight” wasn’t a word, | |
[14:10] | or “all right” sounded more my style. | |
[14:11] | Learned, earned that “A” in grammar, | |
[14:13] | but hammered the nail of life precisely in my coffin. | |
[14:15] | “No, you’re not black. | |
[14:17] | “You ain’t a nigga. | |
[14:18] | Listen to the way you be talking.” | |
[14:19] | Learning well too early | |
[14:21] | that my culture was defined by ignorance. | |
[14:22] | That if you didn’t punctuate sentences | |
[14:24] | with “nigga,” you wasn’t one. | |
[14:25] | But too weak to hold a gun, get scared, can’t fight. | |
[14:27] | Have no defense, just run. | |
[14:29] | I learned to speak in a way that would save me. | |
[14:32] | Go in, poet! | |
[14:33] | I use analogies and metaphors to guide me. | |
[14:35] | Anecdotes and white humor to shield me, | |
[14:37] | ’cause one wrong conjunction, and that could be the end of me. | |
[14:39] | Yes, I open my mouth, | |
[14:40] | and words seem to flow out seamlessly. | |
[14:41] | But, really, it’s just a ruse. | |
[14:43] | The two tongues I use should be on pay-per-view. | |
[14:45] | The inner battle between culture and safety rages on. | |
[14:46] | If you look closely, you can see | |
[14:48] | political correctness throw the first punch. | |
[14:50] | Sometimes I wish for a moment | |
[14:52] | where I could speak the way I want to. | |
[14:54] | Where words don’t carry races on their backs like legacies. | |
[14:57] | A sentence that was just me. | |
[15:00] | Would that be a’ight? | |
[15:02] | Thank you. | |
[15:09] | Now, when I say “spoken,” y’all say “word.” | |
[15:11] | – Spoken! – Word! | |
[15:12] | – Spoken! – Word! | |
[15:21] | – Hi. | – Hi. |
[15:24] | It’s something else, isn’t it? | |
[15:26] | Oh, yes. | |
[15:28] | You have a grandchild in the program? | |
[15:30] | – Yes. – Me, too. | |
[15:31] | Well, my daughter. Frankie. | |
[15:34] | Oh, here. Here you go. | |
[15:37] | – Thank you. – You’re welcome. | |
[15:39] | I think she wrote about her family. | |
[15:42] | Maybe I should make a break for it, huh? | |
[15:44] | Family is the most important. | |
[15:47] | Yeah. Mm-hmm. | |
[15:49] | What did your grandchild write about? | |
[15:52] | My surviving grandson will speak on the detention | |
[15:55] | and physical assaults endured by his mother | |
[15:58] | at the hands of the Communist Party of Vietnam | |
[16:02] | and their state-sanctioned violence | |
[16:06] | against political dissidents. | |
[16:08] | Wow. | |
[16:09] | Good one. | |
[16:12] | No. | |
[16:13] | No. | |
[16:33] | What’s good, everybody? If you’re feeling good, say “yeah.” | |
[16:36] | – Yeah! – If you’re feeling | |
[16:38] | really good and you don’t care who knows about it, | |
[16:40] | say “hell yeah.” | |
[16:41] | – Hell yeah! – Coming up next, | |
[16:43] | from Beccles Charter High School, | |
[16:45] | give it up for Darby Lincoln, | |
[16:47] | Toboosi Cucci, and Frankie Fox! | |
[16:55] | Give it up! | |
[16:59] | Yes! | |
[17:05] | Uh, hi. | |
[17:06] | We’re from Beccles Charter High, | |
[17:07] | and this is our original poem. | |
[17:14] | If you don’t go potty, the wolf will come and eat you. | |
[17:16] | Eat your spinach or you’ll never grow. | |
[17:18] | Don’t listen to those bullies. They’re just jealous of you. | |
[17:20] | Your father and I are splitting up, | |
[17:22] | but nothing is going to change. | |
[17:23] | It’s okay. | |
[17:24] | Everything happens for a reason. | |
[17:26] | These are the little lies we tell our little ones. | |
[17:29] | These harmless little lies | |
[17:31] | that make their little lives a little easier. | |
[17:34] | These little white lies. | |
[17:37] | We need to talk about the way we talk to our kids. | |
[17:40] | Because there’s never been a worse time | |
[17:41] | to have a casual relationship with the truth. | |
[17:43] | And we know enough to ask for better, | |
[17:45] | because you raised us better. | |
[17:47] | When did parental control become a setting on your iPad? | |
[17:50] | You pass on to us your insecurities, | |
[17:52] | your prejudices, your morality. | |
[17:54] | Your weak ankles, your crooked teeth, | |
[17:56] | your fear of spiders, and your high cholesterol. | |
[17:59] | Why not your truth? | |
[18:00] | Why not say your truths? | |
[18:02] | Give us the benefit of your experience. | |
[18:04] | – While we’re still asking. | – While we’re still asking. |
[18:06] | If you want to protect me from the world, | |
[18:08] | then prepare me for the world. | |
[18:09] | I wish I had known that everything was going to change, | |
[18:12] | that I would see my father only once a year, | |
[18:14] | that I would hear my mother sobbing in the bathroom, | |
[18:17] | trying to be strong for us. | |
[18:18] | I wish I had known that they weren’t jealous, | |
[18:21] | that they didn’t understand what I was, | |
[18:23] | that I didn’t understand what I was. | |
[18:25] | But it’s okay, | |
[18:26] | because everything happens for a reason, right? | |
[18:28] | Stop worrying about the medium. | |
[18:30] | And start caring about the message. | |
[18:31] | Because there’s never been an easy way | |
[18:33] | to tell a hard truth. | |
[18:57] | Wow. | |
[18:59] | Wow, you were incredible. | |
[19:01] | – You were so, so good up there. – Mom! | |
[19:03] | Oh, my God. You wrote that? | |
[19:06] | – Stop! Mom! – Wow! | |
[19:07] | I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. | |
[19:09] | – But I’m so, so proud of you. – Mom… | |
[19:11] | I can’t believe what you did up there. | |
[19:14] | Let’s go celebrate, okay? | |
[19:16] | – You want a Blooming Onion? – Yo! Franklin! | |
[19:18] | – Let’s go to Outback. – Coming! | |
[19:19] | Where are you going? | |
[19:21] | You’re not going back on the bus? | |
[19:23] | Frankie! | |
[19:32] | Serious? | |
[19:34] | Hmm. | |
[19:44] | Hello. | |
[19:46] | Hey. | |
[19:47] | Go on. Keep playing. It’s lovely. | |
[19:53] | Is that crack cocaine? | |
[19:55] | No, there’s no crack here. | |
[19:57] | Then what, marijuana? | |
[19:58] | Mm-hmm. | |
[20:00] | Don’t slouch, love. | |
[20:02] | No one will take you seriously. | |
[20:05] | A man who slouches is like a man who carries a purse… | |
[20:08] | You’ll get away with it, but everybody will judge you. | |
[20:12] | May I? | |
[20:13] | You want some of this? | |
[20:15] | They say it’s excellent for arthritis. | |
[20:17] | I want to see for myself. | |
[20:18] | Have you ever had it before? | |
[20:19] | I most certainly have not. | |
[20:21] | Do I look like some flower child to you? | |
[20:24] | All right, well, | |
[20:25] | just take small puffs, ’cause this kush got kick. | |
[20:27] | Mm-hmm. | |
[20:32] | There you go. | |
[20:34] | – Gran! – Hello, darling. | |
[20:36] | John-o, what the hell do you think you’re doing, | |
[20:38] | giving her that? | |
[20:39] | She asked me. What was I supposed to say, no? | |
[20:41] | – Yes! – Stop being such | |
[20:42] | a stick in the mud, Max. | |
[20:44] | Just stand there and keep an eye out for your mother. | |
[20:46] | Okay. | |
[20:48] | – Here you go. – It’s awfully good. | |
[20:55] | Nice. | |
[20:56] | Mmm! | |
[21:05] | Can I help you? | |
[21:07] | Postmates? | |
[21:08] | Oh. Oh. | |
[21:12] | Well, it’s not food. | |
[21:16] | Hemingway? | |
[21:18] | Nice. | |
[21:21] | Seriously? | |
[21:22] | You guys don’t card? | |
[21:24] | Uh, I don’t know. | |
[21:25] | Wow, you should know. | |
[21:28] | This is not cool! | |
[21:31] | It’s not your fault, but you should talk to your manager | |
[21:33] | or your supervisor or something. | |
[21:35] | Have a great night. | |
[21:37] | Have a nice night. | |
[21:43] | Hello? | |
[21:49] | You’re welcome! | |
[21:52] | So glad you could stop by! | |
[21:58] | You’ve been a great audience! | |
[22:04] | Oh, Jesus. | |
[22:06] | Good night, Detroit! |