Losing Isaiah
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:34:16
- Hello, Mama.
- Uh, Khaila.

:34:17
Uh, there's some leftover pasta
in the fridge...

:34:20
Bye, Khaila. So long, sweetpea.
:34:21
And, uh, laundry needs
to go in the dryer.

:34:23
I'm out the door, honey.
:34:24
Okay.
:34:27
Give me a kiss. Mwa!
:34:28
Oh, I might be
a few minutes late tonight,

:34:30
but you can stay, huh?
:34:34
Bye, girls.
:34:47
The Fredericks residence.
:34:48
Khaila?
:34:49
Yeah?
:34:51
It's Gussie.
:34:52
Can we meet somewhere?
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He ain't dead?
:35:03
My baby ain't dead?
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Well, now, where is he?
:35:10
In the city,
living with a family in DePaul.

:35:13
Well...
:35:19
Well, I got to see him.
:35:21
Slow down, Khaila.
:35:23
There are a lot of issues
involved here.

:35:25
He's been legally adopted.
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So? I got to see my baby,
Gussie.

:35:30
Where is he?
:35:32
Okay, we're going to work
on that,

:35:33
but it's going
to take some time.

:35:34
- No. Come on, let's go.
- I'm on your side.

:35:37
I'm going to help you,
but it's going

:35:39
- No, no, no, no, no.
- To take some time,

:35:40
and you're going to have
to be patient, Khaila.

:35:43
I can't be patient.
:35:44
- Listen.
- I need to see my baby.

:35:45
Listen to me,
listen to me, Khaila.

:35:46
Don't let
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everything you worked
so hard for fall apart.


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