"Hey, Jamal!" "Jamal, you awake?" "Jamal!" "I know you can hear me, boy." "Jamal, I'm writing all this down." "I've got that thing with your teacher and I'm working late." "So you're gonna have to take care of yourself for dinner, okay?" "Okay?" "Okay." "Hey, I thought you wanted to get up by 7:30." "Play the ball." "Ball!" "Play the ball." "Ball!" "You want to change things?" "Check that." "Play ball, baby." "Stop crying." "Hold on." "What up, J?" "Where you been, man?" "What's up?" "Sleep, yo." "Hey, what's up, man?" "Up wondering how to save your ass." "What are you saving?" "Hey, Damon." "Let's go." "J, break him up, man." "Take the ball, man, okay?" "Oh, he broke your ankles, man!" "Yeah!" "You can't give him that." "You can't give him that." "l'm awake." "Come on, yo." "You got something for me?" "What you got?" "Souffle, baby!" "Where's the D?" "Got nothing for me, man." "A lot of good that's doing." "lt's something for The Window." "You ever seen him?" "The Window?" "Yeah." "No." "But he see us, man." "Come on, what's wrong with y'all?" "Y'all want to play ball?" "All right, baby." "Wake up." "You got to help me out, man." "Shake it!" "Hip-hop, man." "In 1 845, Poe wrote his most famous piece, "The Raven" a poem he wrote while strung out on coke and obsessed with death." ""The Raven" is like the football team." "There's a team obsessed with death." "Always get their ass kicked." "Baltimore Ravens, only pro football team named after a classic poem." "Anyone read it?" ""Once upon a midnight dreary" "While I pondered, weak and weary...."" "Jamal, how about it?" "No, I never read it." "Okay, I need those essays by next Tuesday." "Yo, man, my dad saw The Window, man." "Yo, man, my dad saw The Window, man." "About 20 years ago." "Just like a ghost, like the ones that be in our science books." "Just like that." "So, what, he was white?" "Ain't milk white?" "Ever see a ghost that wasn't white?" "Just playing." "I heard he killed somebody." "That's why he stays inside." "You gotta kill an army to hide here." "True." "Y'all play too much." "Remember Shurrita?" "She used to live below The Window?" "She calls me up this one night, bugging, dog." "Bugging." "Saying she heard this tapping from upstairs by The Window's place." "Tap tap tap." "While she was on the phone, she started screaming, dog." "Because now the tapping made its way down the stairs somehow." "Tap..." "...tap, tap." "Listen to him, fool." "And now it was on the other side of her door, dog." "She could tell there was some type of knife he was tapping with." "Before she can even hang up, the phone disconnected." "That's the last time we seen her." "Shurrita from across the street?" "Come on, man, yo." "You know that girl is a crack ho." "No, no, she was nice." "Listen, man, all I know is that The Window's bad news." "Rules was, you go outside, you stay away from The Window's place." "No, stay away from your lying ass." "Yo, J, you believe me, right?" "You full of shit, dog." "Damn." "So let me guess." "So you'd go up in there, right?" "It's an old man looking out a window, man." "You'll go?" "He won't go." "So you'll go up there?" "Let them know, J." "He's not gonna go." "This nigga's scared." "Yo, I got the next call." "So?" "So...." "l dare you to go up there, right?" "Right?" "Right?" "Whatever, man. I'll go up there." "Yeah." "He's going." "Big shot." "Superman." "Bring it, son." "That's my dog." "You feel me." "D, I believe you, dog." "Man, shut up." "Go to class or something." "Here, man, sit over here, son." "Are you kidding me?" "Stop playing with me." "lt's a vibrant thing." "Go over there." "Fine." "Here, take your apple too." "Ms." "Joyce?" "Yeah." "Hi." "Good to see you." "Have a seat here." "Thank you." "Okay." "We got Jamal's test scores back this week." "Test scores?" "Assessment tests." "The state education department requires all kids to take them." "He didn't tell you?" "Mrs. Wallace, Jamal maintains a C average." "Which means he does just enough to get by without standing out." "Now, what makes Jamal's case unusual are his test results." "Oh, my God." "I see him reading all these books all the time." "Books I never read." "Some I never even heard of." "And he's always writing in his notebooks." "Ever since his father left." "But that's what I see." "All he ever talks about is basketball." "Basketball is where he gets his acceptance." "Kids don't care about what he puts down on paper." "Let's go!" "Between the yellow lines!" "Let's go!" "Yo, T." "What up, Fly?" "How you?" "Maintaining." "Look, look." "You looking for tickets, little bro?" "Dead tonight." "Sorry about that." "Come on, man." "We know you got tickets." "I got four words for you:" "Bos-ton Red Sox." "All right?" "The Yanks and Sox tickets, they damn near been sold out almost a month." "All right, Mr. Fly?" "And by the way, why don't you go tell Camry boy over there that he need to back up his little cheap-ass bumper on that Mercedes there." "Go handle that." "Let's go, Fly!" "Let's go!" "What the hell, Jamal?" "Moms called." "Tell me about the test." "What's up with that?" "Nothing, man." "What do you mean, nothing?" "This in the way of your plans?" "Remember, it was your plan first, T." "Yeah, I know." "A little college ball and all." "Then start signing checks, solving everybody else's problems." "Look at me, though." "Whoa, hold a minute." "Hold on to these." "I guess this makes it our plan now." "One thing." "What up?" "Don't say nothing about them test scores." "Don't worry, I'm your brother, dog." "Whatever me and you discuss, it stays between me and you." "Right." "Love you, dog." "All right?" "Make sure you keep one thing in mind:" "Moms knows when the game ends, so take your ass straight home." "Okay." "Don't get into no trouble." "Be careful." "Stay safe, all right?" "Love, dog." "All right, T. Good looking." "All right, Jamal." "Be careful." "Stink in here." "J, you see that window?" "He keeps that one cracked sometime." "Yo, light's been out for two hours, dog." "You sure he asleep?" "That Methuselah's like a thousand years old." "That's all they ever do." "Yo, J, man." "For the reals, son, I don't know about this." "l know." "l think I'm" " Oh, shit!" "I think I'm gonna pull the call, yo." "No, yo, I got this one." "Rats." "All right." "Yo, Fly." "Keep it." "You gotta bring something out." "Yo, man, you hear us, drop down, all right?" "All right." "Don't stay in there too long." "Got you." "Damn, this thing's rickety." "Lucy Chapman around?" "Last stool on the other end." "Lucy Chapman?" "Yeah." "l'm Bannion, Homicide." "With this band playing, you need megaphones to talk at the bar." "We can sit in a booth." "All right." "Yo, look, look!" "Oh, shit!" "Yo, yo, got something?" "Oh, shit!" "Yo, what happened?" "You son of a bitch!" "Dickheads, he wasn't asleep." "Yo, did you see him?" "No, not for long, yo." "Jamal, would you stop bouncing that damn ball in the house?" "I got Michael Jordan's name written in dirt all over my floor." "Don't worry, I'll clean it." "I got a better chance of Michael Jordan cleaning it." "If you're thinking of a shower, the hot water's taking a few minutes." "l wasn't thinking about it." "Hey!" "Hey, where's your pack?" "l don't know." "Don't know?" "What do you mean, you don't know?" "We wanted you to bring something, not leave something." "Leave this one alone, man." "What was in your bag anyway?" "I'm not talking about the damn bag." "Bet you ain't, man." "Let me teach you something." "Now watch the eyes." "He's probably watching you right now." "Stop." "Stop." "See?" "You don't know about that, man." "Here's how you do it." "I'm not gonna do anything to your car, man." "I'm sorry?" "You look worried, like I'll do something." "No, I worry about this car everywhere, not just here." "Don't take it personally." "lt's just a car." "No, it's not just a car. lt's a BMW." "Those who know anything about that company know that it's more than just a car." "Oh, those who know." "So I wouldn't know anything like that, right?" "No, that's not what I meant." "Last thing I knew about BMW is, they made plane engines when they first started." "A guy by the name of Franz Popp started it all." "Franz Popp. I like that name." "Made this one engine before 1 920." "It flew six miles up." "Well, Popp and his boys were just getting started, man." "Made this one engine, the 801 , World War ll 14 cylinders, 2300 horsepower, seven miles up." "With more time, they would have bombed the shit out of England and maybe even won the war." "That's where this comes from." "White propeller zipping around a blue sky." "After the war, they couldn't make plane engines anymore." "And that's when BMW gave some serious thought to making cars." "Kind of like this one." "But you probably knew all that, since you lease one." "Thanks for the history lesson." "No problem, man." "Messing with my stuff, man." "Hey...." "The other night was-- lt was just this dare thing me and my boys do." "Well, I was wondering maybe I could bring you some more of my stuff or maybe I could write something else." "How about 5000 words on why you'll stay the fuck out of my home?" "!" "Come on, man, I know you in there." "Take your goddamn hand off my door!" "I just came to drop off that thing you asked me for." "What thing?" "The 5000 words on why you wanted me to stay out of your place." "That's kind of the way you said it." "Well, try remembering it exactly as I said it." "Come on in, Jamal." "Hi, honey." "It's okay." "Sit down." "Mrs. Wallace, Jamal." "When we got your recent test scores we figured there may be some interest from private schools." "Well, it turns out we were right." "Mr. Bradley." "Jamal, Mrs. Wallace, my name's David Bradley." "I'm with the Mailor School in Manhattan." "Mailor?" "Mailor-Callow?" "That's right." "You familiar with us?" "Yeah." "Jamal, Mailor-Callow is not only the best prep school in the city it's one of the finest private schools in the East." "Only the best go there." "You may know we're a few weeks into our fall term but every year we hold some openings while we wait for test scores to come in." "Jamal, your test scores to put it mildly, caught our attention." "I'm here to see if you'd be interested in attending our school." "Jamal, we know leaving for another school especially a private school, is not gonna be easy." "But this isn't the right place for you anymore." "Jamal, it's not a difficult choice." "Mr. Bradley there's no way that we could pay for this." "We're not asking you to." "When Dr. Simon said, "Only the best go to Mailor" he neglected to mention that our excellence extends beyond the classroom." "I figured that." "We thought you might." "Mrs. Wallace, about 40 of our students have gone on to play college ball." "Three have made it to the professional level." "We evaluated your play last year." "While this is strictly an academic offer we won't be disappointed if you choose to play." "All we ask is you come out for a few days, take a look, think it over." "Okay." "Mrs." "Wallace." "Thank you." "Jamal." "Goodbye." "We'll be in touch." "l didn't knock this time, man." "To whom were you speaking?" "I'll tell you that when I get my 5000 words back." "Bolt the door if you're coming in." "The man in the car?" "He was from this private school." "They want me to go there." "We don't have to pay anything, though." "We live a couple blocks from here, me and my mom." "Well, my brother was there a couple of years ago but he left after my dad left." "My mom got tired of waiting for my dad to get himself clean." "And my dad got tired of trying." "But that's when I started writing." "What's your name?" "Jamal Wallace." "Sounds like some kind of marmalade." "How old are you?" "I'm 1 6." "Sixteen!" "And you're black!" "lt's remarkable." "Remarkable?" "What?" "It's remarkable that I'm black?" "What does me being black got to do with anything, man?" "You don't know what to do right now, do you?" "If you say what you really want to say I might not read any more of this." "But if you let me run you down with this racist bullshit what does that make you?" "I'm not playing this game, man." "Oh, I say you are playing it." "An expression is worth a thousand words." "But perhaps in your case just two." "Here." "What an asshole." "One hand to give, one hand to receive." "As we eat together in unity may our minds, bodies and spirits grow strong and congratulations to Jamal." "Amen." "Amen." "Amen." "Did you see this?" "Let me see." "Don't mess it up." "Wait a minute." "From the cover this look like the funny-man school to me." "Terrell, eat your food." "You'll be fine, big bro, because Mommy don't make nothing but soldiers." "You could have done the same thing." "I work at a parking lot." "And I ain't no regular parking attendant." "I am the supervisor of all the parking attendants." "You don't know how much you'll make from week to week." "One week it's $50, one week it's $1 00." "That's not a real job." "Leave him alone." "Ma, look, I rap, I get busy." "You know I got my rap thing going." "Don't bring up the rap." "Eat your food." "You don't want to hear my songs?" "Eat." "I'll sing it for you now." "When I come due And I blow the spot" "Yourson is supervisor Of the parking lot" "Tell her, Jamal." "My choice is hot, right?" "Jamal Wallace?" "Hi, I'm Claire Spence." "Bradley asked me to show you around." "All right." "Come on." "Don't worry about answering any questions or anything." "Not till you decide what you're gonna do." "Besides, the teachers here aren't all that into student participation." "They're busy listening to themselves talk." "What do you mean?" "You'll see." "This morning we begin our third required reading of the semester the study of a novel that offers everything and an author who could have offered much more." "That's Robert Crawford." "Been here as long as most of the buildings." "When William Forrester was 23, in 1 953 he set out to write his first book." "Many aspiring authors talk about writing the great 20th-century novel well, William Forrester did it." "On his first try." "Have you read this?" "Yeah, you?" "Only about a dozen times." "This was the only one he chose to publish." "For all we know it was the only one he chose to write." "Your job over the next week" "Your job over the next week is to read it and tell me why." "So you gonna be back tomorrow?" "Yeah, they want me to spend some time on the court." "Yeah, I heard." "Graduation was a little rough on last year's team, that's all." "But it's just like college, right?" "You get an education, and they get what they want." "Maybe you both get what you want." "Yeah, maybe." "It was very nice meeting you, Jamal." "You too, Claire." "You gonna be around tomorrow?" "Not where you'll be but you might be able to find me for lunch." "I didn't say those two words." "Why didn't you?" "Because I want you to read more of my stuff." "You know, they talk a lot about you out there." "All this "legend" bullshit." "They got some stories, though." "People wonder if you killed somebody." "That, and wondering why you been in here so long." "I wouldn't move, though." "I'd stay for the quiet." "You don't hear nothing in here." "Our place got these noisy neighbors." "Their kid's always yelling because he's only a year old." "Or pops is yelling because the kid's making noise." "Then mom's yelling" "But that's a different yelling because that's when the old man's playing the tunes for her and she got her head banging up against the wall." "She be screaming like...." "Then she" "You better stir that soup." "What?" "Stir the soup before it foams up." "How come ours never gets anything on it?" "Come on." "Come on." "Closer." "Now." "You got somebody doing that yelling?" "What I have here is an adult male quite pretty probably strayed from the park." "A Connecticut Warbler." "You ever go outside to do any of this?" "You should have stayed with the soup question." "The object of a question is to obtain information that matters to us and to no one else." "You were wondering why your soup doesn't foam up?" "Probably because your mother was brought up in a house that never thought about wasting milk in soup." "Now that question was a good one." "In contrast to, "Do I ever go outside?"" "Which fails to meet the basic criteria of obtaining information that matters to you." "All right, man." "Guess I don't have any more soup questions." "No?" "Why did you say that stuff about me being black?" "It had nothing to do with you being black." "It had to do with me finding out just how much bullshit you'd put up with." "You knew I'd come back." "Yes, just like I know you'll go to this new school." "How you know that?" "Because there's a question in your writing suggesting what is it you wish to do with your life." "And that is a question your present school cannot answer for you." "Let's match up." "Wallace, you take Hartwell." "What's up, man?" "I'm Jamal." "Just check it, all right?" "Check the ball." "Let's go, guys." "Come on now." "Ball's in." "Come on!" "Cover Danson!" "Get on him!" "Let's go." "Play him tough, play him tough." "Here, Johnny, inside!" "Way to go." "Way to go, gang." "Let's go, D up." "Let's go, garbage." "Come on." "Come on." "Step up." "Step up." "Head's up." "Leave the trash-talking back home, all right?" "What?" "Get that goofy look off your face." "l'm gonna make you my son." "Right." "You gonna be my son." "Come on." "Let's go." "Come on, man." "What?" "You're too small." "What?" "Nice handle." "Hartwell, a little defense would be real nice." "Coach is right." "A little defense." "Let's go." "Try and get it past the line." "What?" "I said, get it past the line." "is this too much?" "Pressure." "Too much." "I need some help!" "Ten seconds." "Let's go, the other way." "I'm taking your spot?" "Taking what?" "Your spot." "Taking nothing." "Come on." "My court, man." "My court." "That's how we play down here." "That's right." "Hartwell's just a rich kid who wants as much of the spotlight as he can get his senior year." "That's all it is." "They take things real serious around here." "Well, it's a serious place." "Serious enough I usually end up here, getting lunch on my books." "What are you working on?" "Forrester's book." "I thought you read it." "I know, but look at this." "My dad got it for me." "It's an early printing." "Listen, I gotta go." "But you just got here." "I know, but I forgot something." "I gotta check up on something." "I'll see you later." ""Born 1 930." "In Scotland."" ""Moved to New York with his family in his late teens." "Mr. Forrester was unavailable for comment."" "Yeah, I bet he was." "Are we now planning to make these visits a habit?" "Are we now planning to make these visits a habit?" "You said you knew I'd be coming back." "Yes, but I thought you meant once." "I need some help with this thing at school." "Ah, yes, this thing at school." "And what "thing" are we talking about now?" "You ever read that?" "I'm trying, man." "I just can't seem to get past the first 1 0 pages." "As I recall I took a while to get past those pages myself." "Oh, Christ, you've dog-eared one of them." "Show a little respect for the author, huh?" "That's you, isn't it?" "You're the author." "I read the whole thing." "It's not bad." "Especially" "Hey I know what it is." "I don't need another person telling me what they think it is." "I wasn't gonna say that." "What were you gonna say?" "I should tell you everything about me?" "I told you about me." "You could learn a little something about holding back." "If I ask you not to say anything to anybody about here, us is that something I can trust you on?" "Yeah." "I promise." "Fine." "And if I ask you to keep helping me with my writing?" "There'll be no questions about me, my family or why there was only one book." "Then I won't ask." "Good." "And good night." "What's it feel like?" "What?" "Writing something the way you did." "Perhaps you'll find out." "Listen, you 5-foot-nothing." "He's probably still sleeping in the crib." "Kenzo, how old are you again?" "Why?" "Look at your face!" "Did your mom do that to you?" "She started you young." "You know where that starts from?" "Eating too much cookie." "Teresa told me." "She told me." "I like them big." "You got a problem?" "I like them big." "That big?" "It's like when I'm with all three of your mothers." "You're not talking about my mother." "Hold on, Oscar Mayer wiener." "Stop playing." "You got beat like Tina in school one day." "I seen Duke smack you up." "Listen, throw it at your mama." "Everything tilts towards your mama." "Your mama." "Stop throwing your mama." "Why you laughing?" "Yo, man, your glasses are like Coke bottles." "Classics." "You ever met somebody famous?" "How famous?" "Like, I don't know somebody people would know." "Nobody like that comes around here, man." "So, you here for good now?" "Yeah, I'm just trying to get started." "Well, at least they look good." "Right?" "This year's writing competition has now been scheduled." "For those who choose to take part, entries must be turned in before spring break." "Meaning, you still have a few months of procrastination." "Feel free to experiment with a more proactive approach." "The" "Mr. Wallace!" "Please." "I had a chance this morning to review the files sent over by your former school." "Test scores, impressive." "Actual classroom work not so impressive." "is this the level of work I should anticipate, Mr. Wallace?" "Because if it is it will help me determine whether I should treat you as a student or as someone here simply to pursue" "How should I put it?" "Other endeavors?" "Of course your work will give you ample opportunity to respond." "Good day, Mr. Wallace." "Just so you know, you handled that the right way." "How's that?" "You didn't say anything." "It's the ones that do that run into trouble." "John Coleridge." "Jamal Wallace." "So how many people do say something?" "And actually stay in Crawford's class?" "Not many." "I missed what you said." "I didn't say anything." "You read all these?" "No, I just keep them to impress all my visitors." "All your visitors." "We talk about your book at school." "People have been talking about it for years." "They just haven't been saying anything." "Yeah, I think I got it down, though." "I figure you were writing about how life never works out." "Oh, really?" "You had to read a book to figure that out?" "Yeah, but Crawford's messed up on it anyhow." "Says the guy having trouble after the war is really you." "Some symbolism shit for the problems you were having with everybody." "Robert Crawford?" "Yeah, I think it's bullshit, though." "I think there really was somebody else." "Mr. Johannsen?" "Here." "Mr. Massie!" "Another trip to your favorite destination." "I've got four bags today." "I can leave them." "Oh, no, no." "Come right in." "How you doing, Mr. Johannsen?" "At least a half-hour before the sun goes down." "Then you can begin your panic-driven quest back to Manhattan." "This should last you till next week." "Your mail is in this one." "Mr." "Johannsen?" "Essentials are in" "Essentials?" "I took care of your bills, and I put all the copies in this one." "The phone company wonders if you still want service as you haven't had a call in six-- Okay." "I got your socks for the next couple weeks which are in this one." "And I have your latest check from accounting." "They wanted to know if you cashed the last one." "It's still showing up outstanding." "Not as outstanding as it once was." "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you had company." "Oh, yes." "We were just having a discussion on German automobile history." "Care to join us?" "No, I'm in a tow-away." "Of course you are." "See you next week?" "Not if I'm lucky." "Why not give that guy a break and do your own shopping?" "And why are your socks inside out?" "Because socks are badly designed." "The seams are on the inside." "Hurt the toes." "In some cultures, it's considered good luck to wear something inside out." "And you believe that?" "No, but it's like praying." "What do you risk?" "And I do go outside." "How do you think those windows get cleaned?" "Now, about this professor of yours." "How did it feel having him tell you what you can't do?" "Like he knew he was better than me." "Then let's show him what you can do." "Why are the words we write for ourselves always so much better than those we write for others?" "Move." "Sit." "Go ahead." "Go ahead and what?" "Write." "What are you doing?" "I'm writing." "Like you'll be when you start punching those keys." "is there a problem?" "No, I'm just thinking." "No." "No thinking." "That comes later." "You write your first draft with your heart and you rewrite with your head." "The first key to writing is to write." "Not to think." "Jesus!" "is there a chance you might sit down?" ""A Season of Faith's Perfection."" "What's this?" "Start typing that." "Sometimes the simple rhythm of typing gets us from page one to page two." "And when you begin to feel your own words start typing them." "Punch the keys, for God's sake!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "You're the man now, dog!" "Jamal whatever we write in this apartment stays in this apartment." "No exceptions." "Okay, let's push it, guys." "Come on." "Heads up." "Yo, D!" "That's a foul, man." "l had the spot." "You'll know when you got the spot." "Hey, hey, gentlemen!" "Hey, hey!" "Our season begins in one week." "If I see this one more time, you'll shoot fouls to see who runs today." "is that understood?" "is that understood?" "One." "Two." "Three." "Eleven." "Twelve." "Thirteen." "Twenty-nine." "Forty-eight." "Forty-nine." "Hold it." "One more." "That's one of the most impressive things I've ever seen on a court." "Why do I know it wasn't good enough for either of you?" "Shower up and get out of here." "You may think we're the same." "We're not." "Oh, Mr. Wallace." "Mr. Wallace!" "Professor Crawford." "The latest paper you turned in.... lt showed quite a bit of improvement from your earlier work." "Thank you." "Yes." "How long did it take you to write it?" "l wrote it last night." "Last night!" "Well, I have some things to finish up here." "Good day, Mr. Wallace." "That's right." "Select again." ""Birds ofa Feather" for 600." "Answer:" "Vibrant in color, its name borrows from this Vivien Leigh character." "The scarlet tanager." "lt's, "What is the scarlet tanager?"" "What is the scarlet tanager?" "." "Gotta know the rules to play." "It was written by a writer you have never heard of." ""Thy duty, winged flame of spring ls but to love and fly and sing."" "He was writing about the song of the tanager." "A song about new seasons, new life." "That's James Lowell, man." "I know who he is." ""l'll stay with 'Poor Assumptions' for 800, Alex."" "You ever see any scarlet tanagers around here?" "They don't stray that far from the park." "So your professor wasn't exactly full of praise this afternoon." "No, not exactly." "Well, there's something you should know about Robert Crawford." "He wrote a book a few years after mine." "And all the publishers rejected it, which was the right decision." "And instead of writing another one he took a job teaching others how to write." "How you know all that?" "Just keep in mind that bitterly disappointed teachers can be either very effective or very dangerous." "All right, this is the first step tonight, guys." ""Mailor" on three." "One, two, three, Mailor!" "Gold." "Black." "Up here, up straight and high." "Not yet." "What up, J?" "What up?" "You was in there tonight?" "Twenty-six points." "Eight of 1 0 from the floor." "Ten of 1 0 from the line." "l'm supposed to miss that?" "All right, it was hot." "You were putting some serious ink on that stat page, man." "What's going on?" "Yo, brothers was going by Red Rose, man." "I told them we catch up." "Friday night, kid." "Come on." "Come on." "Hey, Jamal, you plan on doing that every night?" "Worked out, I guess." "l'd say it worked out." "This is Fly." "Hi, Fly, I'm Claire." "How you doing?" "You a friend of Jamal's?" "Claire!" "Come on!" "I'm coming." "Don't hold that bus up too long." "Nice meeting you, Fly." "All right!" "What the hell you working there, man?" "Shut up, man." "Yo, about Red Rose." "I ain't gonna make it." "I gotta go to this dude house." "They do it every year." "Don't be going off on this." "You big time." "You best be going." "I don't want to hold your bus up." "You around this weekend?" "Where you think I'm gonna be?" "In the Hamptons?" "It was very nice talking with you." "Remember, anything you need please give me a call." "Okay?" "Anything." "Okay?" "Building up a collection of those things?" "Yeah, a few." "Do you want to get outside for a while?" "Yeah." "You know this place?" "I live in this place." "Come on." "They'll be in there till midnight, congratulating themselves on your game." "Which means I get to cram tomorrow for this test on Monday." "Test on what?" "It's on the Sherlock Holmes books." "They have us tracking down all this worthless stuff, like:" ""Who introduced Watson to Holmes?"" "They give it to you to force you to read everything." "Looks like it might be a while." "Maybe so." "So this friend Fly." "How long have you known each other?" "For a while." "He was born there, and I was born there too." "ln the Bronx?" "Yeah." "Must be hard." "What?" "I don't know." "New people, new school." "It's not?" "No, what's hard is growing up in a place where the cops don't even want to be after dark." "What's hard is knowing that you're safe there because the people you need to worry about know you got nothing to give them." "So it's a good thing you're here." "Yeah, but these people don't think I got anything to give them either." "Don't let me get by you." "Once I get by you, I'll score." "Okay." "You ready?" "Ready." "Stay in front of me now." "All right?" "Okay." "I got by you, man." "You're bigger than I am." "You still got to play defense." "How do I do that?" "How do you play--?" "I'll show you one right here." "Turn around." "Turn around." "Feel that?" "I feel it." "I know where you'll go because I can feel where you're gonna move." "All right, now try and move left." "I'm still here." "You can't get around me because I feel you moving left." "Try and go right." "See, I'm still here." "I feel when you try and go right." "So you can't go there neither." "Now try and get by me." "Hold on." "You gotta dribble first." "Dribble." "Dribble." "Okay." "Like this?" "Yeah." "Sorry." "Claire." "Daddy." "Some of our guests are leaving." "I'll see you on Monday, okay?" "Oh, Claire." "Yeah?" "It was Stamford." "Excuse me?" "At the bar in London." "He's the one who introduced Watson to Holmes." "Might save you some time after everybody's done in there." "You know how long l worked on that?" ""One season of faith's perfection"?" "Feels like I worked on it for two or three seasons." "Oh, you're in that place where you can't even hear me." "Like I could ask why you never moved from here..." "...and you wouldn't even get pissed" "Paragraph three starts with a conjunction, "and."" "Never start a sentence with a conjunction." "Sure you can." "Oh, no." "It's a firm rule." "No, no, no, see it was a firm rule." "If you use a conjunction at the start of a sentence it can make it stand out a bit." "And that may be what the writer wants." "And what is the risk?" "Well, the risk is doing it too much." "It's a distraction. it could give the piece a run-on feeling." "But for the most part, the rule on "and" or "but" at the start is still pretty shaky." "Even though it's taught in many schools by many teachers." "Some of the best writers have ignored that rule for years including you." "Well, you've taken something which was mine and made it yours." "That's quite an accomplishment." "Thank you." "The title is still mine, isn't it?" "I guess." "Now, it was the neighborhood that changed." "Not me." "I ain't seen nothing change." "You "ain't seen nothing"?" "What in the hell kind of sentence is that?" "Huh?" "When you're in here, don't talk like you do out there." "I was messing with you, man." "It was a joke." "I want to hear about the neighborhood back when people still read your book." "What did you say?" "Nothing." "You said, "back when people still read my book."" "Didn't you?" "We have 24 copies." "But I'm sorry." "They're checked out." "Oh." "Well, thank you, anyway." "You're welcome." "Any luck?" "Did you get on the waiting list?" "Yeah, man, your book was checked out." "And yes I did pay for dinner." "It cost me $1 3, so I guess you made your point." "I called to see what kind of food you wanted, but it kept ringing." "I took the bell out 20 years ago." "Let me ask you something." "How come a guy like you wastes his time reading The National Enquirer?" "." "What's wrong with it?" "I mean, it's trash, man." "You should be reading the Times or something." "I read the Times for dinner." "But this...." "This is my dessert." "They got a contest at school." "This writing thing." "You ever enter one of those?" "Writing contest?" "Yeah." "Once." "A long time ago." "Did you win?" "Well, of course I won." "Like money or something?" "The Pulitzer." "Oh." "The students have to read in front of everybody." "What the hell's that got to do with writing?" "Writers write so that readers can read." "Let someone else read it." "You ever read your own book?" "In public?" "Hell, no." "Barely read it in private." "You know those things you do, that coffee-shop reading shit?" "You know why they do it?" "Sell books, I guess." "Because they want to get laid." "Really?" "Women will sleep with you if you write a book?" "Women will sleep with you if you write a bad book." "Did it ever happen to you?" "Sure." "Did you ever get married?" "Not exactly a soup question, is it?" "No." "No, I never did." "I learned a few things along the way which might be of help with this young lady you always talk about." "Like what?" "The key to a woman's heart is an unexpected gift at an unexpected time." "You're giving me advice on women?" "Unexpected gift, unexpected time." "This is so unexpected!" "This is so unexpected!" "Oh, Jamal." "It's not a first printing or anything, but...." "Oh, my God." "What happened?" "This is a signed copy." "I can't accept it." "It must've cost a fortune." "It didn't cost that much." "Really." "Maybe the bookstore missed it." "Bookstores don't usually miss this stuff." "How did you end up going to Mailor?" "Mailor was originally an all-boys school." "So my father did what anyone in his position would do." "He got on the board and changed the rules." "And every kid there knows it." "They would've done it anyway." "That doesn't change anything." "I'm still "Dr. Spence's daughter."" "Jamal." "Yeah?" "That night at my home, after the game when you were showing me how to play basketball." "Was that all you were showing me?" "Listen, I don't think that's gonna work." "What?" "That." "Why not?" "Ask your father." "Jamal, I'm not asking for some kind of prenuptial agreement here." "It's just a question." "Why does everything have to be so black and white with you?" "I forgot what the question was." "You don't forget anything, Mr. Stamford." "You don't think he wrote it?" "That's a serious accusation, Robert." "You come to the board with something like this...." "l'm aware of how serious it is." "It's remarkable work." "You recognize any of it?" "It smacks of something." "But I don't know." "The boy does well in my class." "He had good scores coming in." "Maybe all he needed was direction." "Carl, he's a basketball player from the Bronx." "Who just happens to have won 1 7 straight for a school that likes winning." "Robert, have you considered that he might just be that good?" "Not this good." "Do you know what the absolute best moment is?" "It's when you've finished your first draft and you read it by yourself." "Before these assholes take something that they couldn't do in a lifetime and tear it down in a single day." "People love that book, man." "I didn't write it for them." "And when the critics started all this bullshit about what it was I was really trying to say...." "Well, I decided then one book was enough." "William, that was 50 years ago, man." "William." "William, I actually spent money on these tickets." "Come on." "is it still light outside?" "It's nighttime, man." "Well?" "You look good, man." "It's not the latest stuff out-- l wasn't asking how I look." "I was asking, are we ready to go?" "Oh, yeah." "Come on, man." "Let's go." "Come on." "We're playing here in two weeks." "I said we're playing in two weeks." "State tournament." "Come on." "Hold on." "They got programs." "Let me get a program." "William." "Yo, William!" "Damn." "William!" "Hey, William!" "William." "Come on, let's get you out of here." "I got you." "You used to get out, right?" "Yeah, a long time ago." "What happened?" "How the hell should I know?" "I didn't keep track of the time." "Sorry for losing you back there." "No apology needed." "Good, because I got one more place." "It's quiet and it's on the way home." "You only got 1 0 minutes." "All right." "Keep it going." "Take that. lt's all good." "Thanks a lot." "Ground level." "House that Ruth built." "Why did you bring me here?" "Because it's your birthday, man." "I looked it up in the almanac." "They don't even have you in the dead people section yet." "I figure with all the games you watched with whoever you watched them with, you never got down this close." "What the hell are they doing?" "What you worried about, man?" "You acting like they gonna play a World Series championship game." "Relax." "My brother and I, we were here for every game." "Till he left for the war." "I thought it'd be the same when he came back but he talked a little less and drank a little more." "I promised my mother I would help him get through it all." "So I caught up with him this one night and I was already half a dozen drinks behind." "So we had a few more." "And after a while he tells me he wants to drive me back to the apartment." "I said, "No, thanks."" "We were all still living there then." "I just stood there and watched him drive off." "Makes it through the whole goddamn war and I let him drive." "Later that night the nurse was typing whatever it is they type and you know what she tells me?" "She tells me how much my book meant to her." "My brother's getting cold in the next room and all she can talk about is a book." "Well everything changed from then on." "Within five months, I buried him, my ma, my father." "All of them here in the Bronx." "We'd spent our summers here." "And if we were lucky, the fall." "A lot of falls with those teams." "Yeah, well not enough." ""The rest of those who have gone before us cannot steady the unrest of those to follow."" "You wrote that in your book." "Jamal, I realize that if I give you enough time you'll find a way to amaze even me." "Does he know?" "No, he doesn't know." "This was one of the best evenings I've had in quite some time." "All of it?" "Yes, all of it." "Well, I...." "This guy, man." "How do you say you know this guy again?" "He's my teacher." "Oh, yeah?" "Seems like a different kind of dude." "Anyone in particular?" "I sometimes come here in the morning." "Just me, the aspiring and all of them." "I got a note saying I should come and see you." "Mr. Wallace I think it's time you and I had a very honest and very open discussion about your writing." "I thought you liked it." "Your recent work?" "I liked it very much." "No, Mr. Wallace, the question concerning your most recent work isn't whether it's good." "It's whether it's too good." "The speed in your progress from your old school to this one is unusual." "To the point that I must draw one of two conclusions." "Either you've been blessed with a rare gift that has suddenly kicked in or you're getting your inspiration from elsewhere." "Given your previous education and your background I'm sure you'll forgive me for reaching my own conclusions." "I wrote those papers, man." "Then you won't mind showing me." "The next assignment is due in two weeks." "I'll schedule some time for you to come to my office." "I'd like you to write it there." "In the meantime, if there's anything you wish to talk about...." "l'm not writing anything, man." "Which proves what?" "If a two-comma kid wrote the papers, would he use this "background" shit?" "Two-comma kid?" "A million dollars." "One comma, two commas." "No." "No, I don't." "Do you know what people are most afraid of?" "What?" "What they don't understand." "When we don't understand, we turn to our assumptions." "Crawford cannot understand how a black kid from the Bronx can write the way you do." "So he assumes you can't." "Just like I assume he's an asshole." "You knew him, didn't you?" "Crawford?" "No." "But he thought he knew me." "So what's all this stuff about his book?" "A lot of writers know the rules about writing..." "...but don't know how to write." "So?" "So Crawford wrote a book about four authors who did know." "And I was the only one still alive." "And?" "He convinced a publisher to buy it." "So I made a polite telephone call to this publisher, telling him and others that I was in the process of writing a second book." "And if they wished to bid on it" "Oh, so that's why Crawford's book went away." "But you knew there wouldn't be a second book." "Yeah, but they didn't." "Interesting what happens when the resources aren't close at hand." "The rich tradition of handing in competition entries on the final day continues for yet another year." "Ladies and gentlemen may I have your attention please, if you don't mind." ""Ere sin could blight or sorrow fade" "Death came with friendly care" "The opening bud to heaven convey'd--"" "How nice of you to join us." "That's not part of the poem." ""And bade it blossom there." Anyone?" "A little more early morning reticence than usual." "Mr. Coleridge." "Please." "Mr. Coleridge how many students would you say we have here today?" "I'm not sure." "Perhaps you could humor us with a guess." "Thirty?" "Thirty." "And of that 30, there isn't one person who knows the author of that passage." "I find that remarkable." "Don't you, Mr. Coleridge?" "Perhaps we should back into this." "In looking at this, what, if any, conclusions might we be able to draw?" "You mean about the author?" "About anything." "Do any of the words strike you as unusual?" "Feel free to view this as the appropriate time for a response." ""Ere."" ""Ere." And why is that unusual?" "Because it sounds old." "It does sound old, doesn't it?" "And you know why it sounds old, Mr. Coleridge?" "Because it is old." "More than 200 years old." "Written before your father was born, before your father's father was born." "But that still does not excuse the fact that you don't know who wrote it, now does it, Mr. Coleridge?" "I'm sorry, sir, I don't" "You, of all people in this room, should know who wrote that passage." "And do you know why, Mr. Coleridge?" "I repeat, do you know why?" "Just say your name, man." "Did you have something to contribute, Mr. Wallace?" "I just said that he should say his name." "And why would it be helpful for Mr. Coleridge to say his name?" "Because that's who wrote it." "Very good, Mr. Wallace." "Perhaps your skills do extend a bit farther than basketball." "If we can turn to page-- You may be seated, Mr. Coleridge." "Turn to page 1 20 in the little blue book that" "Further." "I'm sorry?" "Don't." "You said my skills extend "farther" than the basketball court." ""Farther" relates to distance." ""Further" is a definition of degree." "You should have said "further."" "Are you challenging me, Mr. Wallace?" "No more than you challenged Coleridge." "Perhaps the challenge should have been directed elsewhere." ""lt is a melancholy truth that even--"" ""--great men have poor relations."" "Dickens." ""You will hear the beat of--"" "Kipling." ""All great truths begin--"" "Shaw." ""Man is the only animal--" -"--that blushes..." ""...or needs to."" "It's Mark Twain." "Come on, Professor Crawford" "Get out!" "Get out." "Yeah. I'll get out." "Leave it alone." "Hold on, please." "So they kick you out if you know something here?" "You don't know what Crawford will do." "You're right about that." "Jamal!" "Do you think you should apologize?" "No." "Do you?" "No." "You did nothing wrong." "Just beat him at his own game." "But it would be a good time to be careful." "Careful?" "Careful about what?" "You have a gift that will allow you to do remarkable things with your life." "That is, if you don't screw it up by being a 1 6-year-old right now." "Jamal." "Yeah." "You got a call from the office." "All right." "Mr. Wallace." "Please." "As you know, Professor Matthews is on the faculty board." "And Dr. Spence is chair of the trustees board." "We've been reviewing the writing competition submissions." "We were hoping you might clarify some points concerning your submission." ""A Season of Faith's Perfection."" "Your piece, correct?" "Yeah, that's it." "Mr. Wallace, it is standard policy with us to ask students if they wish to credit any source material or acknowledge any other writers when turning in an assignment." "Do you wish to do that?" "1 960." "An essay titled "Baseball's Best Year" with a subtitle that reads "A Season of Faith's Perfection."" "Published in The New Yorker and written by one William Forrester." "Your version is actually quite original but there is the title and first paragraph to consider." "Isn't there?" "Jamal, either you happen to have the permission of William Forrester, or...." "Have you some other explanation?" "No." "That's my paper." "Well, then, your entry is now withdrawn and it becomes a matter for the board to consider." "The board does have the authority to place you on academic probation which would, among other things, prevent you from playing basketball." "Since the board doesn't meet till next week you can play in this weekend's state championship." "But I have to warn you, the board has a history of taking these matters quite seriously." "So we would like to suggest what we feel is a solution that may satisfy these concerns." "Robert." "What matters most is to ensure this type of violation isn't repeated." "So you will write an apology to the students you took advantage of by submitting this piece." "You'll read it in front of my class." "l'm not reading anything." "Then I'm sure the board will consider that when reviewing your scholarship." "You haven't left us with too many options, Jamal." "Excuse me." "Don't ever embarrass me in front of my class." "Please return the pen when you're finished." "No conventional greetings today?" "Why have me rewrite something you published?" "Be careful where you take this." "Why not tell me some magazine ran it?" "Why the hell does it matter?" "Man, you should have told me." "What did you do with it?" "I turned it in." "I turned it in." "I had to show them something." "You promised me anything we wrote in here would stay in here." "I know!" "l just thought" "Shut up." "What are they telling you?" "I go on probation unless I write a letter saying I was wrong." "Then write the letter." "I said I'm not writing anything." "You got him, he gets you." "Write the letter." "And you'd let him do that?" "is this supposed to be another damn lesson?" "I'm tired of all these lessons every time I come here." "So your title's at the top of my paper." "What's the lesson in that?" "l'm not the one who turned it in." "Yeah, but you were the one who just had to say:" ""Keep this one here because it got printed in The New Yorker."" "That's all you had to say, man." "l could use some help on this one." "Oh, no." "That's not an option." "You don't even have to go-- -l said that's not an option." "That's all right, man." "Got a nice history of people not helping me." "Oh, Christ." "Not that self-pity, father bullshit." "What did you say?" "Man, fuck you, William!" "The real bullshit is me taking it on this one because you won't walk out the door and do something for somebody else." "You're too damn scared, man!" "That's the only damn reason." "You don't know a goddamn thing about reasons." "There are no reasons!" "Reasons why some of us live and why some of us don't." "Fortunately, you have decades to figure that out." "What's the reason for having a cabinet full of writing nobody ever reads?" "What is that, man?" "I'm done with this shit." "Give him the ball again." "Oh, look." "Jamal Wallace, here to pay us a visit." "What's up?" "What's up, man?" "What's up, y'all?" "Come on." "I know, I know. I've seen it." "How's your first game in the Garden feel?" "A little closer than I thought." "That's why I thought it might be a good time for us to talk." "I know it's difficult handling classes with the time you spend on the court." "I couldn't handle that load." "Not at this school." "And maybe it was unfair of us to ask you to do it." "I talked to the board members and to Crawford and we don't want to pursue this any more than you do." "Any of it." "I'm here to present you with an offer." "We forget about the whole thing." "Next year, your academic schedule will be less demanding." "You mean Crawford wanted that?" "Crawford wants what's best for you and for the school." "So, what am I supposed to do?" "You hold up a championship trophy at the end of this tournament." "You make that happen, I'll make the rest of it happen." "All right?" "Now go finish up what you came here to do." "Let's go, Pilgrims!" "Let's go, Pilgrims!" "Okay, let's go!" "Throw it to Jamal!" "Damn, man." "Come on, man!" "Defense!" "Defense!" "Jamal, get the ball!" "Good pass, man." "Good pass." "Get up there." "Pick it up!" "Offensive foul!" "That way!" "Ten, gold." "Offensive!" "That way." "Okay, you got them now." "Let's go." "Time-out!" "Time-out!" "This is still our game." "We make a stop here, they'll have to put us on the line." "When that happens, it's all over." "Don't lose your composure out there." "If they score, we don't call a time-out." "The ball goes to Hartwell or Wallace." "Okay?" "Hartwell or Wallace." "Let's go, guys." "Go!" "What's the score?" "It ain't looking good, Ma." "It ain't looking good." "Foul, 22 blue!" "Two shots." "Foul's blue team, 22." "Hit, two." "Go line up, guys." "Two shots." "Come on." "We're gonna make these." "I can't look." "It's gonna be all right, Ma." "Do it." "Damn." "One shot." "That's game." "Thank God!" "He must have come in after we left." "Let him sleep." "l'm gonna turn his bedroom light off." "Turn it off and come on." "You started cleaning up your room, Jamal." "He looks very happy with himself, that coyote." "Look, ears down...." "Jamal, he wrote that for you." "When?" "After the game." "He's going back to the school this morning." "It's funny, though." "They always let you get but so far before they take everything away from you." "God, he's such a good kid, man." "Then he gets to come back to this shit." "That seat open?" "I think so." "This isn't exactly where l thought I'd find you." "This is still my school." "They want me out, they'll have to do it themselves." "They will." "Whatever." ""The winter's darkness and cold is but a momentary prelude to the new day of spring." "And while its grip seems endless our perseverance proves equal." "We renew ourselves once again seeking out the bright moments that will serve" "That will serve therefore...." "Therefore serve as the foundation of our future."" "Thank you." "Professor Crawford may I read a few words?" "What's he doing here?" "Yes, of course by all means." "Thank you, professor." "My name is William Forrester." "Excuse me." "I'm that one." ""Losing Family."" ""Losing family obliges us to find our family." "Not always the family that is our blood but the family that can become our blood." "And should we have the wisdom to open our door to this new family we will find that the wishes we once had for the father who once guided us for the brother, who once inspired us...." "the only thing left to say will be:" "'l wish I had seen this, or I wish I had done that, or I wish--"'" "Most of you are too young to know what your wishes will be." "But when I read these words words of hope and dreams I realize that the one wish that was granted to me so late in life was the gift of frien" "Of friendship." "Mr. Forrester, I'm sure I speak on behalf of everyone here in thanking you for this unexpected visit." "The quality of your words is something we should all aspire to reach." "Mr. Forrester?" "Mr. Forrester, may I ask to what do we owe this honor?" "Professor Crawford I spoke here today because a friend of mine wasn't allowed to." "A friend who had the integrity to protect me when I was unwilling to protect him." "His name is Jamal Wallace." "Jamal Wallace is a friend of yours?" "Yes." "Yes, he is." "I helped him to find his own words by starting with some of mine." "And in return, he promised never to say anything to anybody about me." "A promise which he kept." "Mr. Forrester while your visit appears to be heartfelt I'm sure you will appreciate that it will not change or interfere with this institution reaching a fair and proper decision in his case." "There's one more issue here." "Those words that I read today I didn't write them." "Jamal Wallace did." "Quiet." "Quiet!" "Quiet, please!" "Be still." "Quiet, please." "That has no bearing on the decision concerning" "As director of this competition, I have final say in this matter." "Robert, sit down." "I have been a teacher for more than 30 years." "That's long enough to know that integrity counts for something." "I'd say that Mr. Forrester has cleared up this matter very nicely for us all." "And as chairman of the faculty board I have the last word in that matter." "Mr. Wallace, you are excused from next week's board meeting." "Mr. Forrester should you ever have an interest in a teaching position...." "No." "Jamal, these are your words?" "Sixteen." "Remarkable." "Well done." "I'm thinking you'll make your own decisions from here on." "I'm thinking you're about to say something more like, "l always could."" "No." "No more lessons." "But I have a question, though." "Those two foul shots at the end of the game did you miss them?" "Or did you miss them?" "Not exactly a soup question, is it?" "Let's go." "Do you think our vaudeville act today will merit the National Enquirer?" "." "Yeah, definitely." "Whatever happens I'm off." "What's the word that you and your friends would use for that?" "Leaving?" "Oh, God." "Where are you off to?" "I have a homeland I haven't seen for too long." "You mean Ireland." "Scotland, for God's sake." "I'm messing with you, man." "Be sure to write." "Hey, Jamal." "What's up?" "What's up, John?" "You heard from William?" "Yeah, but I don't know what he's doing." "He keeps sending letters checking up on these college recruiters." "I was just downstairs." "Looks like you got another one." "Word?" "I'll see you around." "Jamal?" "Steve Sanderson." "How you doing?" "Good." "Thanks for coming on such short notice." "No problem." "So, what school are you from?" "Oh, no. I'm a lawyer here in town." "l work with Roberts and Carter." "Oh, a lawyer." "Yeah, but congratulations with that." "That's great." "That's really, really...great." "We got a bunch of the guys in the office following you." "But we're the legal representation for William Forrester." "How is he?" "Here sit down." "We've received word that William passed away." "I'm sorry." "He wanted you to have these things right away." "What happened?" "William had cancer." "They found it a couple years ago." "Jamal, this is crazy." "Oh, my God." "Wow!" "Look at all these books." "Don't touch anything." "DearJamal:" "Someone I once knew wrote that we walk away from our dreams afraid that we may fail, or worse yet, afraid we may succeed." "While I knew so early thatyou would realize your dreams I neverimagined I would once again realize my own." "Seasons change, young man." "And while I waited until the winter ofmy life to see the things I've seen this pastyear there is no doubt I would have waited too long had it not been foryou." "You gonna be here a while, man?" "Just can't watch the eyes this time." "You'll be okay, man." "Come on." "Come on, man." "Get up." "You're missing lay-ups now?" "What happened to you, boy?" "Where did the first step go, man?"