Sidewalk Singer

Dude, you're a too old.

My feet are telling me the same thing.

Hi, Kareem.

How you doing, man?

- I just got informed I'm too old for this gig.

You and me both.

Want your usual?

Yeah, hold the cheese though.

Watching calories?

Watching my money, the rent's due.

Ain't much money to watch nowadays.

Definitely.

I lost everything in '09.

- Your 401k tanked in the recession, right?

- Yeah, but what's a couple hundred thousand dollars

gonna do for you?

I wish I could find out.

I could buy more food carts and manage more vendors.

Start a franchise, hey?

It's my dream, Kareem's Canteens.

Keep the change.

A whole 10 cent tip?

Couldn't do it without you, Kris.

Manana.

Hey, Tony.

Hey, where's the paparazzi?

- The only people following me around are from the IRS.

Taxing your panhandling?

Handing me 1099's.

- The airport exit's coming up, Kris.

- Hurry up, dad, there's someone coming.

Don't worry, I'll get you there.

- I never saw anyone change a flat tire so fast before.

Yeah, Kris in the dark, on a highway.

All the headlights helped.

- Like the song says, you light up my life.

Hey, what song is that?

The 1977 Grammy song of the year,

written by Joe Brooks and sung by Debbie Boone.

- Heather, a resident oldies but goodies expert.

- Dad should've won a Grammy for one of his gospel songs.

- I didn't write that many until the last five years.

You didn't have time with all your

school and sports events.

- Don't blame me, I was a valedictorian all on my own,

and I threw a wicked fastball all by myself.

- I'd say you had a little help from the Lord up above.

I might agree with that.

Hey, Kris!

Kris, your stop.

You all right, man?

Yeah, thanks Tony for the wake up call.

- Hey, it's one of the many perks for riding my bus.

It's me again.

I made this for you, Heather.

Here you go, Derek, it reminded me of you.

Annie, remember this song?

I wrote it for you when we were dating.

Um, hi, hello?

Hi.

Hi, I'm Becca Purple.

Purple, is that your real name?

Rebecca, yes, friends call me Becca.

No, I mean purple?

- I know, I was kidding you, Purple is my real last name,

it's English.

It's colorful.

And yours?

Kris Kivi.

This is my wife, Annie, my daughter, Heather,

and my son, Derek.

So sorry.

Me, too, it was a car accident.

- I lost my husband, Charles, a couple years ago.

He's over there where I was sitting.

He loved to fly but he crashed his plane.

We had no children.

Sorry about that.

I've seen you here a couple times before,

with a dog, I think.

Sam, my chocolate lab.

I'm a veterinarian.

Beautiful, I've got a cat named Mocha.

I got him from the humane society in Ann Arbor

just a couple of months ago,

so he hasn't been to a vet yet.

- Well, why don't you bring him to my office

on Saturday morning for a physical, no charge.

That's nice, where at?

- It's on Pearl Street behind Martin's Home Center.

It's called the Purple Pet Clinic.

Naturally.

- Well, I didn't mean to interrupt you, it just...

It touched me, your song.

Thank you.

You sing nice.

Thanks for being nice.

See you Saturday then.

Make it 9:00.

I miss all of you so much.

Hey, Mocha, how are you?

I made enough money for cat food today,

so don't worry about your next meal.

Of course I'll be eating peanuts for supper

but don't let that bother you.

Catch a mouse today?

I didn't think so.

That's supposed to be your job, you know?

You need to earn your keep around here.

At least you can do is provide a little homeland security.

Hello, Mr. Johnson, I'll have the rent money

in a couple more days.

Well pal, you're all ready a week late.

I apologize, Mr. Johnson.

- Your apology will be accepted when you give me $350.

You got two days.

Nice to see you, Mr. Johnson.

Mocha, what did I just say about security?

Next time attack, or are you afraid of his little bark?

Here's your favorite, Gourmet Blend,

it's whisker licking good.

Time to hit the streets and earn some money.

See ya later, Mo.

Save a bite for me.

Thank you, god bless you.