:36:04
Diana Ross, Tina Turner.
:36:11
But she couldn't sing though.
:36:14
- No?
- No, not a lick.
:36:19
See, me and Dad didn't have
the heart to tell her...
:36:22
so we would just
sit back on the couch...
:36:24
and she'd just let it rip.
:36:28
Yeah, Mom was so pretty.
:36:34
Dad would always tell me...
:36:36
"Son, God must really like us. "
:36:43
Back then you couldn't
keep Dad from smiling.
:36:46
But when he looks at you...
:36:48
he gets that same grin on his face...
:36:52
just like when he used to look at Mom.
:37:03
Mom was like an angel.
:37:06
A black angel?
:37:12
Yeah, I guess so.
:37:41
Have a good time, son. Make sure
you hold your sister's hand.
:37:44
- And spend all his money, honey.
- Nice meeting you, Mr. Smith.
:37:48
Uh-huh.
:37:53
Oh, baby, I love you.
:37:55
- Yes, you do.
- I love you.
:37:58
And I love you back.