The Last Days of Ptolemy Grey

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Reggie.

Reggie!

Where you at, boy?

Reggie!

Reggie.

Reggie!

I've been looking all over for you, boy.

Reggie!

Is you in here?

No!

Shit.

You little bitch! I'm gonna fuck you up!

Mama, I don't know what this look like but...

The hell you don't!

- I was trying to pick her blanket up... - Boy, shut up!

Head on back to your room, Hilliard.

Go on!

You can put the knife down now.

He tried to get up on me.

- He's just a boy horsing around. - More like a man trying to rape me!

I don't need to hear that right now.

Well, Hilly need to hear it. I'm just trying to sleep.

I can see now that having you here was wishful thinking.

That's on me. Should have known better.

Between Hilly's age and... And you being all...

All what?

You're a pretty girl, Robyn.

Pretty young thing walking around half naked.

The boy can't sleep.

- How's that my problem? - You tell me.

- You're the one with the knife... - My mama gave me this knife.

I know how hard it's been for you, your daddy getting killed

and all the men your mother had in the house with you, but...

- My mama loved me. - And I loved her.

She was my best friend.

It's why I wanted you here.

But now I gotta think about what's best for Hilly, and you too.

You got all your girlfriends from the equivalency test study group.

Ask one of them if you can stay for a little while.

But I didn't do nothing wrong.

I know. It ain't about what you did.

It's about what you ain't woman enough to see yet.

It's our duty to make sure these Black men don't go crazy.

Right or wrong, it's what we got to do.

Mr. Grey?

Mr. Grey, wake up. Wake up.

Who are you?

- What you doing in my house? - It's me. It's me, Robyn.

Bird? First bird of spring?

How you get in here, Bird?

I still got your key from last night. I came to bring it back,

and when I knocked, you started screaming.

What'd you dream about?

It was...

It was... It was... It was terrible.

Yeah? What happened?

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Wait, wait, wait!

No need for all that.

Let me get some water for your face.

Where your toilet at?

Toilet... Toilet… broke.

And... And the sink's... sink's stopped up.

Then how you go to the bathroom?

I do number two when Reggie come take me to the diner.

And... And number one in... In an old... old bean can

and pour it in the kitchen sink and run the faucet after.

In the kitchen?

No. No. Where your toilet at?

It's... It's down there. Round there. Down the hall.

- This way? - Least that's where it used to be.

Nothing's gonna jump out on me?

You sure?

Nah. No!

- That in there ain't right. - Well...

Stop... Stop... Stop doing what you're doing and go close that door.

No, no, no, no. You listen!

That don't get dealt with, I'ma be haunted, you understand?

Haunted.

- So, where your cleaning stuff at? - My treasures. Uh-uh.

What are you talking about?

Every time Reggie say he gonna clean up here...

He end up throwing away all... all my best things.

- My best things. - Oh, yeah? Like what?

Come on. Don't do that.

Come on. I'll show you.

- Oh, you's moving too fast! - Oh, I'm sorry.

Here, sit. Sit. Sorry.

I'll tell you what.

I'll show you everything before I toss it, and you get to decide.

You like that?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You like that.

- All right. You ready? - I guess.

You wanna keep this funky old toothbrush?

- No. No, you throw that thing away. - Yeah.

Yeah, we can get rid of that.

Thinking we can get rid of this too? Say goodbye?

- Okay. - Uh-uh!

- All right then. - Throw that in your can now.

What that is?

I don't know. "Cough and cold."

I ain't got neither one of them.

Oh, hell nah!

How do you live like this?

You can always go on back over to Niecie's.

I don't live there no more.

What happened? They throwed you out?

- Yeah. - How come?

Don't even matter.

You can stay here. I got plenty of tabletops.

You infested, you hear?

All these piles, all these boxes, breeding ground.

We gonna have to put a stop to all that.

- Right now? - Yes.

Jesus...

Tensions throughout the Middle East remain high.

What started as a civil conflict has escalated to violence.

Eyewitness accounts…

Come on. Let me show you how a bathroom's supposed to look.

Why you walk so fast?

Voilà!

It's magic!

Nah. Your float arm was just bent.

And you had junk in the toilet bowl and the sink, but it didn't take much.

How you know how to do all this here?

My mama used to get sick,

and we ain't had no money, so it would be on me to fix things.

- Oh, your mama's sick? - She died.

Oh, that's too bad.

- I got to go. I got to go. - What?

Now?

Just 'cause there's paper on the roll don't mean wad it up.

The pipes might work, but they're angry about it, you hear?

Uh-huh. Oh, Lord.

That's something else.

Go back in there and wash your hands.

Yeah, you.

I can't do this by myself.

You thinking about throwing away more of my stuff?

I'm just trying to make things better for you.

Better don't sound so bad, do it?

So, can you be cool with me cleaning?

No throwing fits and smacking yourself, you hear?

- You got the key for that padlock? - No, no, no, no, no.

No. Uh-uh, not that.

No, you ain't got the key? Or...

Look, I got to go in here. There's too many roaches.

- I gotta insect bomb. - Not in there.

In everywhere. That's the point.

Well… that's her room.

- Sensia. - Who?

Sensia. I was... I was married to her, and she died.

Look, you could lock it back up once I'm done.

You can trust me.

You hear? You can.

It'd be like it never, ever happened.

I promise.

Don't worry. I'ma make this quick.

It's nice.

You need to come out of there.

Come on in.

Sensie?

You coming, or what?

Why you standing out there, Pitypapa?

You shy?

She gone, boy.

Hey, why you lock this up? This is the best room in the house.

Jocko, let me know if you need help in there, aight?

Aight.

Hey, you not gonna use this suitcase, are you, Mr. Grey?

You leave my traveling case alone!

And leave my bookcase alone, and don't mess with my sounds on my TV.

Okay, okay, sir. We got you.

You come out that closet, and don't take my books!

All right! All right. They get the message.

Look, we almost there.

- See, see, they're in my closet! - Nobody wanna go in your closet. Come on.

It was in a... It was in a little trunk

made out of... made out of wood and metal.

- And that's what it was in. - What was?

The... The...

- No, come on. No need for all that. - Oh, I... I forget.

Looks pretty good in here, huh, Mr. Grey?

Hey, I'd like to take the alligator suitcase.

- I mean, he ain't going nowhere. - Leave my alligator alone. No!

He don't need it.

Hey, hey. It's his bag, and he gonna keep it.

- That's right. - See?

I told you. Ain't got nothing to worry about.

- And what your name is again? - Robyn.

- First bird of spring. - Yes.

If you want them to take this stuff down to the recycling, we gotta go.

Yeah, I hear you. I'll be out there in a minute, man.

All right.

It was this... It was a little box

made out of metal and wood behind a red rock

way down in the well.

Hey, Robyn. Talk a sec.

What's up?