:21:22
Please, Malcolm.
There's nobody around.
:21:28
- No, this isn't right.
- Why?
:21:32
- Because you... - It's because
of the white girl, isn't it? - No.
:21:38
- Folks say you're running around
town with her. - It's not that.
:21:42
Save it for mister right.
Yourgrandmother is right.
:21:48
I'm sorry she raised me that way.
:21:57
- Is your mother alive?
- Yeah, she's alive.
:22:01
When I was a kid I thought that
'not for sale' was a brand name.
:22:06
- I did knock.
- Did you hear me say come in?
:22:10
There's no point in fighting.
:22:13
- May I sit down?
- As you're nice enough to ask.
:22:20
- Mrs. Little, since the death
of your husband... - Murder!
:22:26
You are not capable of raising
these children on your own.
:22:30
These are my children!
:22:35
They're mine!
There ain't no question.
:22:39
Sometimes candor
is the only kindness.
:22:45
All of your children are delinquent
and Malcolm is a thief.
:22:50
- Get out. - You have no control
over them. - Did you hear me?
:22:58
- You will regret this.
- Get out now!