Losing Isaiah
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:53:00
I'm leaving.
:53:02
Not without paying
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for the rest of the time
you owe, you ain't.

:53:05
Why Khaila gotta go, Mom?
:53:07
Shut up, boy. My head hurts.
:53:10
I don't want her to go.
:53:11
Don't nobody care
what you want!

:53:13
Now go on out of here!
:53:14
Tell Josette to comb the naps
out your head!

:53:17
Do something. Go!
:53:20
What you looking at?
:53:21
It ain't right for you
to talk to him like that.

:53:24
Well, when you get your own kid,
:53:26
you talk to him the way
you want to talk to him.

:53:28
This kid here is mine... mine!
:53:32
Just take your funky ass
:53:33
outta here if you going!
:53:35
Bye.
:53:37
Go on. Leave!
:54:01
Hello, sweetheart.
:54:05
How'd you find me?
:54:06
Ah. Shorty Big-head.
:54:08
Gave him a pack
of Now & Laters...

:54:10
he gave you up like that.
:54:11
Hi, Khaila.
:54:14
Hi.
:54:15
Come on, guys.
:54:19
Ooh, your place is nice.
:54:22
Yeah. All this furniture.
:54:25
Why didn't you tell me
you were moving?

:54:26
You know, I would've helped
or something.

:54:28
This your boy's?
:54:30
Mm-hmm.
:54:31
Where he at?
:54:33
I told you that
a hundred times already.

:54:35
Put that stuff down.
That ain't yours.

:54:38
Check it out.
:54:40
I got four tickets
:54:41
to the James Brown concert
tonight.

:54:43
I know you think my music
is older than dirt,

:54:45
but I'm going
to show you that

:54:47
it can still be funky.
:54:48
Hey!
:54:49
Dirt... that's something
you should know a lot about.

:54:55
Kids, sit tight.
:54:57
Would you...
outside, please?


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