Son of Superman: Season One

By Tyrone Pierson

Son Of Superman is a sitcom created & produced in Atlanta, Georgia about a young man who starts from rock bottom, with big Dreams & even bigger obstacles, who amazingly climbs his way up from ex-con to icon. You are allowed to see the good, the bad, & the humor in a mans quest to go from local hero, to $20 billion dollar Super Hero. This literary masterpiece combines the comedy of urban life, with the responsibility of raising socio-economical & socio-political awareness.
The storyline gets interesting when the audience realizes Tyreal, his dad Tyroy, & his son Tyreign, each have superpowers that only they know about. They werent born with them, but they were born with the ability to develop them individually over time. They didnt get them all at the same time. They had to earn them over time. Whenever they do good deeds, they receive super credits. After theyve accumulated a non-specific amount of super credits, it triggers a powerful shockwave that unlocks a brand new superpower. Their superpowers are broken down into 3 categories- Offense, Defense, & Special Teams. In addition to the superpowers, they also have special abilities known as apps.
Each episode is another creative example of how life in the hood can either destroy you, or make you stronger. And whichever outcome you allow, through whatever struggle you experience, life in the hood can always make you laugh. The very first episode documents Tyreal Norths first day out on parole as he starts from the bottom & begins his landmark journey to work his way up to the top with 25 superpowers for a secret weapon against the forces of evil trying to stop him. In subsequent episodes, they will earn, develop, & unlock more superpowers & apps. Tyreal is already on the borderline of unlocking new unprecedented superpowers during season one. In spite of the many obstacles & challenges Tyreal has to face, he continues to shine, & remind the world why he is the Son Of Superman.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Aug 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524622244

Tyrone Pierson

Tyrone Pierson is a ultra-educated, inner-city Super Hero, who lives in Atlanta, Georgia. He has been thru hell & back, but it just made him a better man, a better writer, & a better leader. Mr. Pierson is also an accredited motivational speaker, community activist, & business owner.

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Superpower Breakdown

Offense

(Air Power)

"Air Talk"- Has the ability to have telepathic conversations with his dad & son.

"Air Hustle- Has the ability to listen in on people’s thoughts. (Let me air hustle the frequency".)

"Brain Mail- Has the ability to shoot thoughts telepathically to influence people. (Let me brain mail him/her".)

(Radar)

"Cutie Radar- Is alerted any time a cute girl is in the vicinity. (Go get that girl"!)

"Doppler Radar- Can see figurative storms approaching up to 7 days in advance. Can also foresee figurative cold fronts & warm fronts".

"Gaydar"- Can easily identify members from the gay community, because they have a rainbow shining on their forehead.

"Opportunity Knock- Can hear a knocking sound whenever a opportunity presents itself. When he hears a knocking sound while everything appears gold momentarily, it’s a golden opportunity".

Defense

(Firewall)

"Firewall Exoskeleton"- Has a invisible forcefield around him, that prevents the devil’s attacks from harming his mind, heart, & soul.

"Signal Jammer- Has the ability to block or manipulate" radio waves. Whether sound, image, or messages transmitted by, or received by radio, television, or radar. It also includes a sonar blocker when underwater.

(Alarm)

"Danger Alert"- An alert that warns him when he’s in imminent danger. It sounds like a air raid siren.

"Spam Alert- An alert that makes him sneeze when someone is trying to cheat him, scam him, or get over" on him.

"Infrared Alert"- An alert that informs him when a person, place, or thing is red-flagged. The person, place, or thing appears red, so he knows to watch out & avoid it.

"Hater Sensor"- A mechanism that makes jealous or envious people appear green, because they are green with envy.

Game Sensor- A mechanism that alerts him when game is detected. It sounds like a referee blowing a whistle.

"Lie Detector"- A detection system that alerts him when someone is lying.

"Smoke Detector- A detection system that beeps like a smoke detector when he’s around smoke. Including people who are trying to figuratively blow smoke or blind him with smokescreens".

Special Teams

(Superhuman)

"Super Strength"- Has superhuman strength that is magnified in the presence of solar power.

"Super Stamina"- Has superhuman endurance that is magnified in the presence of solar power.

"Super Immunity- Has superhuman healing capability that is magnified in the presence of solar power. (puts his right hand over his heart & says Let me man up & get back right")

(Supervision)

"X-Ray Vision- Has the ability to see thru people’s intentions. (Let me see thru their intentions like x-ray vision".)

"Catscan"- Has the ability to x-ray people’s minds. Then he can interpret what type of mind they have when he holds the x-ray results up to the light.

"Cardioscan"- Has the ability to x-ray people’s hearts. Then he can interpret what type of heart they have when he holds the x-ray results up to the light.

"Dreamcatcher- Has the ability to close his eyes & watch people’s dreams when they are sleeping. (Let me daydream what they dreamin’ ‘bout".)

(Supercharge)

"Conductivity"- Has the ability to transmit large quantities of energy & turn up the temperature in the room. This ability is magnified when he is upset or excited.

"Supersonic"- Has the ability to think at mach speed. When his mental speedometer is approaching 762 mph, there’s a sudden sharp increase in aerodynamic drag & you hear the sonic boom due to radiating shockwave. Then his mind breaks the sound barrier, & thinks faster than the speed of sound.

"Apps"

"Photographic Memory"- Has the ability to think back & remember events with pinpoint accuracy. He can see a high-resolution picture of the event in question, that is accompanied by the date stamp.

"Age Progression Technology"- Has the ability to look at someone, & see what they will look like in 5 years, 10 years, & 15 years from now.

"Dictionary"- Has access to every word (in the English language), the proper spelling of every word, & their definition embedded into his brain.

(Superpower Desktop)

When the father & son trio use a superpower or app, you see their Superpower Desktop. In the background, there is a wallpaper photograph (that changes every episode). At the top, are the superpowers broken down into 3 different categories (Offense, Defense, & Special Teams). On the left-hand side are the apps. CNN & ESPN bottom lines are constantly streaming on the very bottom. On the right-hand side is the time (Eastern), date, temperature, compass, brain speedometer, & brain odometer. (measured in light years)

Episode 1

(1st Day Out)

1. The Ride Home.

Tyreal North is in David’s Carson’s car, driving home from prison. They’re listening to a slow song, while they’re on the freeway approaching downtown Atlanta. This is the 1st time Tyreal has seen downtown in a few years. It would’ve been longer, but Tyreal had to go back to court for his appeal a few years ago. David Carson is Tyreal’s assigned counselor from a federally funded program called Project S.O.A.R. Project S.O.A.R. is for inmates who are assumed to have a high recidivism score, meaning they have a high probability to return to prison. So there’s an experimental program, designed to help guys like Tyreal have a better chance of staying free.

Tyreal- How is you gunna bang slow songs out in traffic?

David- What’s wrong with slow songs?

Tyreal- Aint nothin’ wrong wit slow songs… if you’re at the crib chillin’ wit’cher girl. But’chu can’t be play’n no slow cuts when you’re on the freeway, wit’cher homeboys.

David- Naw. I like to play slow songs because they help me relax.

Tyreal- Man, it’s 8:00 in the damn morning. What the hell you try’n ta relax for? I’m not try’n ta relax. I’m try’n ta turn up to the max.

David- Well you’re gunna have ta wait until I drop you off before you turn up.

Tyreal- Only girls is supposed to play slow songs in the car. And you aint just play’n it, you bang’n it. How you gunna have some 12’s in the trunk, bang’n some love songs?

David- You let’n the wrong thing bother you. You must didn’t get enough sleep last night or something.

Tyreal- I only got one hour of sleep last night.

David- You was that excited?

Tyreal- Hell yeah… & I was choppin’ it up wit my celly. I went to sleep at 6 somethin’, then they told me to pack it up at 7 somethin’. But it’s nothin’ though. I’m a still go hard. I’m try’n to smash out the gate like them horses at the Kentucky Derby… Ay, let me see your phone right quick. I gotta call this girl, & let her know I’m out.

David- Go ahead.

Tyreal- I met this girl on Instagram a few months ago. She’s cool as hell. And she’s cute as hell… And she has one of the sexiest voices I’ve ever heard. Her name’s Shy’leeyah.

David- Damn, she sound like she sexy. Even her name is sexy. Put her on speaker phone.

David’s phone is sitting diagonally in his cup holder, so Tyreal picks it up & dials the number in his jailhouse phonebook. Tyreal puts the phone on speaker phone, & you can hear it ringing. After a few rings, one of the sexiest sounding girls in the world answers the phone.

Shy’leeyah- Hello.

Tyreal- What’s up ‘leeyah?

Shy’leeyah- Oh, hey…What are you doin’? It sounds like you’re driving.

Tyreal- I am.

Shy’leeyah- What?! Shut up!

Tyreal- On everything. I just got out.

Shy’leeyah-Oh my God… you need to come see me.

Tyreal- You know I’m come’n ta see you. Just let me know when you available.

Shy’leeyah- (laughs) I’m ready now.

Tyreal- Aiight, say no more. I’m on the way.

Shy’leeyah- Do you know how to get here?

Tyreal- Is it the same address from your letters?

Shy’leeyah- Yeah.

Tyreal- Alright, we gunna put it in the navigation.

Shy’leeyah- I’m so excited. I got somethin’ to help you start your journey off right.

Tyreal starts laughing quietly & celebrates with a short dance. David can’t help but smile.

Tyreal- Aiight. That sounds like the move. I just got a couple things I gotta do right fast, & then I’m come’n through. I’m a hit’chu up when I’m on the way. Okay?

Shy’leeyah- Alright.

Tyreal- Alright. Bye.

Shy’leeyah- Bye.

Tyreal hangs up the phone, & sets it back in the cup holder.

Tyreal- That what I’m talk’n ‘bout. I been wait’n for this for a while.

Tyreal’s Cutie Radar superpower alerts him that a cute girl is in the vicinity.

Tyreal’s thought’s- Go get that girl!

Tyreal turns around & looks at the cars behind him, then he looks out the passenger window & sees a cute girl driving next to him. She sees him, smiles, & waves at him. Tyreal gets excited & rolls down his window, then he motions for her to roll down her window too. David Carson speeds up so they pass the cute girl on the freeway.

Tyreal- Slow down homie.

Tyreal sticks his head out of the window to look back at the girl. When he realizes she’s out of reach, he sticks his head back in the car.

Tyreal- Aw, now you’re in a hurry?

David- You’ll have plenty of time to holler at girls, but now’s not the time.

Tyreal- I don’t even wanna hear it. You already got some girls on deck. I been wait’n 4 years to get back out here & chop ‘em up… Man, turn this stuff off. I aint try’n to hear no love songs right now.

David- This is my car. When you get a car, you can listen to whatever you wanna listen to.

David turns up the stereo a little bit, & starts to bob his head to the music. Tyreal just looks at him in disgust. A few seconds later, Tyreal ejects the CD from the CD player.

David- What are you doing?

Tyreal pulls the CD out & aggressively throws it out the open window like a frisbee. Then he just sits there like nothing happened. David looks at Tyreal with astonishment, because he can’t believe what Tyreal just did.

2. The Parole Office.

David Carson drops Tyreal off to see his parole officer. When they pull up, there’s over 60 people outside. It looks like they’re protesting. Tyreal & David step out the car.

Tyreal- What ya’ll out here protesting for?

Protester- They killed my friend that was on parole.

Protester #2- For no reason!

Protester- His parole officer shot him, & tried to make it seem like he was aiming a gun at him.

Tyreal- Damn… it’s been too much of that goin’ on out here. Anything I can do to help you put a stop to this police brutality, just let me know.

Protester- Can you stand out here & protest wit us?

Tyreal- (Immediately) Not today… I got too much to do today. So I don’t even got time. But I respect what ya’ll doin’… So I hope you get some justice.

The protester shakes Tyreal’s hand, then Tyreal & Devin walk through the crowd, & walk inside the front door. Tyreal’s Cutie Radar superpower alerts him that a cute girl is in the vicinity.

Tyreal’s thoughts- Go get that girl!

Tyreal walks up to the secretary.

Tyreal- Can you tell Mr. Thompson, Tyreal North is here.

Secretary Lynne- Sure. Just have a seat.

Tyreal & David turn around to find a seat. Then the next thing you see, is the 2 of them sitting on each side of the cute girl. Tyreal is talking to her.

Briana- Why are you on parole?

Tyreal- Why are you on parole?

Briana- I’m not on parole. I’m with somebody. Are you going to answer my question?

Tyreal- I just had a gun charge.

Briana- How long did you do?

Tyreal- 45 months.

Briana- Dang.

Tyreal- I was only supposed ta do 18-28 months, but the parole board is slow as hell. Cuz they so backed up. And they so scared to let people go home.

Briana- How long have you been out?

Tyreal- I just got out this morning.

Briana- Wow. You fresh out. Are you gunna stay out?

Tyreal- Fa sho. I’m too important to the movement.

The p.o. calls his name, but he’s not done talking to the model, so he holds up his index finger to his p.o.

Tyreal- Hold what’chu got. (turns back to Briana) So like I was saying… You should come turn up wit me some time.

Briana- (smiles) I don’t think my man would like that.

Tyreal- I don’t think your man needs to know.

Tyreal looks over & his p.o. is right up close to him.

Mr. Thompson- If you don’t want to go back to prison today, I suggest you wrap this up.

Tyreal’s thoughts- I’m not try’n ta go back to chain gang over no woman. I’m a have thousands of opportunities to meet women.

Tyreal- It was nice ta meet’chu.

Tyreal shakes her hand & stands up. He tries to walk away, but Briana won’t let go of his hand.

Briana- Don’t go yet. Don’t you wanna stay & keep me company until my friend comes back? (she rubs his hand across her chest)

Tyreal- I kinda do wanna stay…

Tyreal is interrupted by his parole officer shouting from across the room.

Mr. Thompson- Mr. North, if you don’t come the hell on, I’m a take yo’ ass back to Rice Street myself.

Tyreal snatches his hand away from the model’s chest like he’s afraid of her.

Tyreal- Gimmie my hand back lady… Why is you try’n ta get me locked up on my 1st day out? (joking) I’m a have ta get at’chu some other time. Holler at me on Instagram or somethin’. (walking away)

He follows his p.o. through a door, down a couple halls, & into his office. The p.o. sits down behind a desk, but Tyreal just stands.

Mr. Thompson- First of all, I wanna say, I believe you can stay out.

Tyreal hears the Lie Detection buzzer, then he hears the Game Sensor whistle.

Tyreal’s thoughts- This fool lie’n already. How yo’ first of all be a lie? Let me air hustle the frequency.

Mr. Thompson’s thoughts- Yo’ ass better not slip up, because I’m lay’n on you.

Tyreal- I believe I can stay out too. I have such a comprehensive, well thought out strategy for staying out of jail, I don’t think we’ll have to worry about that.

Mr. Thompson- That’s good to know. Do you have somewhere to work, or will you be looking for a job?

Tyreal- I’m a need ta find a job.

Mr. Thompson- Okay. That’s okay. I wish you luck. I hope you get a good job.

Tyreal’s thoughts- Let me air hustle the frequency.

Mr. Thompson- But you better not get too good of a job, or I’ll send you back for the most minor infraction I can find.

Tyreal- (looks confused) I know I’m a get a good job eventually. Right now, I’ll be happy with just about any job. When you start’n from the bottom, any money is better than no money. All I gotta do is stack up a little money, & I’m a be off to the races.

You see the p.o. from behind. He’s writing notes on a legal notepad. He writes possible drug dealer, then he underlines it. Tyreal can’t see what he’s writing, but he gets a weird feeling that he can’t readily define, & that bothers him. Sometimes he wonders if it’s a superpower that he doesn’t know about yet. He can still remember the first time he felt like this, & it’s been happening regularly since then.

Mr. Thompson- You’re not gunna be failing any drug screens are you?

Tyreal- Naw. I do like ta chief occasionally, but I’m not about to go ta jail over it. It’s not that serious wit me. I can wait until I’m off parole before I smoke. As long as I got some alcohol, I’m straight…

Mr. Thompson- You can’t drink any alcohol either when you’re on parole.

Tyreal- No alcohol?

Tyreal starts acting like it’s the end of the world. Then there’s a knock at the door. The p.o. stands up to go open the door. It’s one of the protesters dressed up like a mailman.

Mr. Thompson- Can I help you?

Protester- Yes. Are you Officer Thompson.

Mr. Thompson- Yes. You can leave all mail wit the secretary.

Protester- I would’ve, but this one I had to deliver to you personally.

Mr. Thompson- Why? It’s not a subpoena is it?

Protester- Nope. It’s a singing telegram.

Mr. Thompson- What? A singing telegram?

The protester starts singing.

Protester Mike- "You people need ta understand, black lives matter… black lives matter… all that racism lame as hell… police brutality is lame as hell… ya’ll need ta let the homie Tay go… & let the homie Dee go… (another protester starts singing) & let the homie Shawn go… (his voice gets softer as he backs out of the office) & let my brother Trevor go…

The protester’s leave the room & the p.o. talks to them loud enough for them to hear him.

Mr. Thompson- If they aint in there for murder, I’ll see what I can do. These kids is a trip. This is not the place for no singing telegrams. I can appreciate the song, & the message of the song, but this is not the spot for all the disorderly conduct, & the political tactics & theatrics.

3. The Trap.

Tyreal & David are at the transitional house that Tyreal will be staying at. They’re outside unloading Tyreal’s property from the car. Demetrice Sanders is outside watching them from the front door.

Tyreal- Good look’n out.

David Carson- You’re welcome. I just hope you can free your mind from all that pain & anger you had in you. Every time I came to see you, it seemed like you were a little more positive. So I hope you make the most of your 2nd chance.

Tyreal- You know I will. Some people don’t get a 2nd chance. I got a few homies that aint never gettin’ out… so what’chu funna get into?

David Carson- I gotta go to my office & do some paperwork. Why?

Tyreal- Cuz I need a ride to Wal-mart… & then to my dad’s house.

David Carson- Hold on now, I aint got time to be take’n you all over the city. You better call you a Uber. I said I would come pick you up & take you to your p.o.’s office, but that don’t mean I’m a be yo’ chauffeur all day. I got thangs ta do.

The Blue Dogs drive by the Trap & see Tyreal wearing his cheap state-issue prison clothes. When Tyreal looks at them, the officer in the passenger seat uses two fingers to point at his own eyes, then he uses them to point at Tyreal, to let Tyreal know they’re watching him. Tyreal throws his hands up.

Tyreal- What that supposed ta mean?

Tyreal’s thoughts- Let me see thru his intentions like x-ray vision…

Officer Perkins’ voice- I’m watch’n you.

Tyreal’s thoughts- Watch’n me for what?

Tyreal doesn’t know about the Blue Dogs yet, because that unit wasn’t created until after Tyreal was incarcerated. David helps Tyreal bring his property into the house.

Demetrice- You just got out?

Tyreal- Yup.

Demetrice- Welcome home.

Tyreal & David carry Tyreal’s property through a living room, & Demetrice follows them. Tyreal sees Jason & Duane sitting on the couch watching Maury. Maury is revealing the results of the paternity test. Tyreal, David, & Demetrice keep walking, but you stay with Jason & Duane in the living room watching Maury.

Maury- In the case of 1 year old Kiana, Anthony, you are not the father.

Instead of Anthony being happy & the baby mama being upset, it’s the opposite. Anthony is overdramatic, melodramatic, AND runs all the way backstage, while the baby mama celebrates. Then you see Tyreal, David, & Demetrice inside Tyreal’s bedroom. Tyreal opens the combination lock, & they walk inside. Tyreal turns on the light, & they look around. There’s already a good bed & a nice dresser in the room. Tyreal & David set all the property on the bed.

Demetrice- I’m goin’ to The Diamond Club tonight. It’s Latin Night. You can come wit if you want.

Tyreal- Naw, I’m alright.

Demetrice- You know you can get in the strip club free today, cuz you just got out.

Tyreal- Naw, I’m Gucci… wait, Latin Night?

Demetrice- Latin Night.

Tyreal- As in Cubans, & Puerto Ricans, & Dominicans, & Brazilians?

Demetrice- (nodding his head with a big smile on his face)

Tyreal- Is that why you’re dressed like a Venezuelan stripper at carnival?

Demetrice- Whatever, man. If them dudes on the spanish soap operas can pull it off, I know I can get away wit it… So are you interested or not?

Tyreal starts envisioning beautiful celebrities of latin decent, that he always wanted to see naked. You see Jennifer Lopez… then you see Sofia Vergara… then you see Eva Mendes…

Tyreal- Hell yeah I’m interested… but I got too much ta do today. I don’t even got time… but we might can go some other time.

Demetrice- Alright, that’s a bet.

Tyreal- Aiight, don’t let Jose Cuervo have you feel’n like you El Chapo. Them girls is pretty as hell, but they aint pretty enough ta be throw’n away all yo’ rent money on.

Demetrice- I know what I’m doin’. I got this. This is not my 1st lap dance. Once I spend a certain amount, I know the girls who be strippin’ for food stamps.

Tyreal- Who the hell be strippin’ for food stamps?

Demetrice- A lot of ‘em. You’d be amazed at what a girl a do for some popcorn chicken & some tater tots.

4. The Corner.

The transitional house is on the corner of the block, & there’s always at least 4 or 5 teenager’s standing on the corner, kiddy-corner from the transitional house. Four teenage boys & one teenage girl are standing on the corner talking when E-Dub walks up wearing some tight jeans & cowboy boots.

E-Dub- Do any of ya’ll wanna buy some oven mits?

All the teenagers get quiet & just stare at E-Dub in disbelief.

Block Watcher #1- Wow.

Block Watcher #2- Cocaine is a hell of a drug.

Block Watcher #1- E-Dub, who the hell would wanna buy some oven mits? Just think about it homie.

E-Dub- (Plays dumb) What? You gotta have somethin’ to take your food out the oven.

Block Watcher #2- How you gunna have some cowboy boots on? We aint in Texas.

Block Watcher #1- What’chu live on a dude ranch or somethin’?

E-Dub- Ya’ll don’t know nothin’ about fashion.

Block Watcher #2- Aw, them is what’s hot in the street right now? (Sarcastically)

E-Dub- Yeah. These is hot.

Block Watcher #2- What is they made out of, alligator?

E-Dub- Naw. These is real worm skin.

All The Teenager’s In Unison- Worm skin?

E-Dub- Yeah. Ya’ll don’t know nothin’ about that. I could catch all the women with these.

Block Watcher #2- Man, you aint funna catch no women wit them… You might could catch some fish wit ‘em… but’chu aint catch’n no women wit no damn worm skin cowboy boots.

Block Watcher #1- He think he look chic.

Block Watcher #2- "Are you a cowboy, or a rhinestone cowboy"?

Block Watcher #2 starts singing the song Rhinestone Cowboy, & Block Watcher #1 starts dancing to the song.

E-Dub- Ya’ll just hate’n on me.

Teenage Girl- Look at his jeans.

All the teenagers look at E-Dub’s jeans & start to laugh.

E-Dub- What?

Block Watcher #1- Where did you get those jeans from?

E-Dub- They were a gift… from one of my ladies.

Block Watcher #1- Man, them is Apple Bottom jeans.

E-Dub- Apple Butter?

Block Watcher #1- Naw, Apple Bottom. Them is for women.

The teenager’s keep laughing at E-Dub because he honestly didn’t know the jeans are for women.

Teenage Girl- You’re look’n thick as hell though, in them jeans. (Joking)

Block Watcher #2- Is there anymore room, for me, in those jeans. (Singing like Ginuwine)

E-Dub- Man, jeans are jeans. I don’t care about try’n to impress nobody out here… And if your mom still buys your clothes, you can’t clown what nobody else is wear’n.

Block Watcher #1- You know what? Hold on, I got somethin’ for you.

You see a tense situation, where a officer has a motorist pushed up against the police car, with his gun pressed up against the motorist’s cheek. You can only see a piece of his face. The motorist is trying his best not to cry. The officer is talking very mean to the man. It’s like a scene right out of Boyz N The Hood.

Officer Bradford- You think you tough… What set you from? You look like one of them little Rolling 30 Gangster Disciples… No, you must be one of them stupid ass Piru Crips… (you can see the hatred build up even more in the officer) I hate you little negros… You ugly nappy-head people make me sick.

Back on the block, Block Watcher #1 pulls a cell phone out of his pocket & chirps somebody.

Block Watcher #1- Blue Dog.

Back at the traffic stop scene, Officer Bradford & Officer Perkins hear the Block Watcher on the radio. Officer Perkins grabs his radio & starts to speak into it. Back on the block, you can hear Officer Perkins’ voice over the Block Watcher’s chirp phone.

Officer Perkins- What’s up?

Block Watcher #1- Code Blue. Meet me on the block. We got one to go.

Officer Perkins- Aiight, I’m on the way. (speaks to Officer Bradford) Come on, we gotta ride.

Officer Bradford is still mean mugging the motorist as he slowly pulls his pistol away from the frightened man’s face. Then for the first time, you see the motorist, & it’s a mentally handicapped man.

Officer Perkins- Come on. He’s not worth it.

Officer Bradford turns to walk with Officer Perkins back to their patrol car.

Officer Bradford- Did you see the way that fool looked at me?

The mentally-challenged man starts communicating to the officer in sign language, & Officer Bradford starts to run up on the man, but Officer Perkins stops him.

Officer Bradford- What’chu say punk?!

Officer Perkins- We gotta go, fam.

Officer Bradford- Hold on, I think he said somethin’ about my mama.

Back on the block, E-Dub is fed up with the way he’s being treated, so he’s ready to move around.

E-Dub- Man, I don’t have to take this. I’m out.

Female Block Watcher- Don’t listen to ‘em E-Dub. You look like you’re ready to rip the runway.

Block Watcher #1- A runway in San Antonio. (sarcastically) You look like you’re about ta go moonlight as a bullfighter at a homosexual rodeo in El Paso…

All the block watchers laugh as E-Dub is walking away. Then E-Dub turns back to the block watchers so he can get the last word.

E-Dub- Crackhead Lives Matter! (continues to walk away) Don’t get us ta protest’n & boycottin’ out here! We’ll shut the whole game down on ya’ll!

The teenagers start laughing again as E-Dub walks away. He’s about a half block down the street when a police car drives up on him. It looks like a regular police car, but it has an unfamiliar logo painted on the side door. There’s a picture of a blue dog & it says Atlanta Fashion Police. The cop car parks & two uniformed officers jump out & rush E-Dub with their guns pointed at him.

Officer Bradford- Get down on the ground & put your hands behind your head!

E-Dub- What did I do?

Officer Perkins- Shut up & do what he said!

Officer Bradford- Get down, now!

E-Dub puts his hands behind his head & slowly kneels down. Officer Bradford pushes E-Dub down so he’s laying flat on the ground. Then Officer Bradford handcuffs E-Dubs’ hands behind his back while Officer Perkins pat searches him for weapons.

Officer Perkins- Do you have any weapons on you?

E-Dub- No. What the hell’s wrong with ya’ll? I didn’t do anything.

Officer Perkins- The hell you didn’t.

E-Dub- Ya’ll don’t have anything better to do?

Officer Bradford- I got a lotta things I’d rather be doin’ right now, but I can’t, cuz I gotta come get idiots like you off the street.

Officer Perkins- What are you doin’ wit the oven mits?

Officer Bradford- Get up!

Officer Bradford pulls E-Dub up off the ground, walks him to the back of the squad car, then he opens the back door & pushes E-Dub’s head so he knows to climb into the back of the car.

Officer Bradford- Get in.

The two officers get back inside their squad car, but they don’t drive off. Officer Bradford starts writing a ticket while you hear the dispatcher talking on the radio in the background.

E-Dub- What the hell is ya’ll trippin’ on?

Officer Perkins- We’re trippin’ cuz we received a call about a suspicious man walking around bummy, in a lame-free zone.

E-Dub- A what?

Officer Perkins- Zone 4 is a lame-free zone.

Officer Bradford- Since this is your 1st offense, we’re not gunna take you to jail. But we’re gunna give you a ticket.

E-Dub- A ticket? For what?

Officer Perkins- Because your gear is garbage. We cannot permit you to keep walking around our neighborhood, if this is how you’re gunna dress. You need to clean it up, or keep your non-dress’n ass in the house.

E-Dub- You don’t have the authority to tell me how to dress. This is America. I can wear whatever the hell I wanna wear! I can walk around in a damn kangaroo suit if I want to!

A car drives by in the opposite direction. The driver recognizes the officers so he honks his horn twice to acknowledge them. Officer Perkins is sitting in the passenger seat, but he leans over & honks the horn. Their horn sounds like a dog barking.

5. The Free Store.

You see Mike & Jenny Carter looking at clothes. Mike takes a dress off of the rack & shows Jenny.

Mike- Here we go. We could get this for your dad. What do you think, sweetie? (Holds the dress up to his body) This’ll be perfect for his big interview next week.

Jenny- (Makes a unimpressed face) Very funny.

Mike- What? (Trying not to laugh) Isn’t he still cross-dressing?

Jenny- So what. We don’t have to encourage him.

Mike- I told you somethin’ was wrong with that man. I’m still mad about my bachelor party.

Jenny- That was an accident.

Mike- That was no accident. Nobody accidentally pays a man to come strip at my bachelor party. And if it wasn’t for me, he would’ve been the one jumping out the cake at your bachelorette party.

Jenny pauses to ponder something.

Jenny- Alright, we’ll get him the dress.

E-Dub is in the same store, looking suspicious as he’s boosting clothes. The security guard catches him red-handed.

Security Guard- Excuse me, what are you doing?

E-Dub- What’s it look like? I’m shopping.

Security Guard- Naw, it looks like you’re shoplifting.

E-Dub- (Panicked) Back up off me, dude. I got 2 misdemeanors & some traffic tickets on my record. I’m not goin’ back without a fight.

E-Dub reaches inside his shirt like he’s about to pull out a pistol from his waistband. But he pulls out a plastic spoon with small teeth at the tip like a fork.

E-Dub- Man, I’ll… (Looks at the spork) I’ll spork you to death if you try to stop me.

Security Guard- Are you retarded or somethin’?

E-Dub- What the hell you mean, am I retarded?

Security Guard- (Shakes his head in bewilderment) Why the hell is you shoplifting out the free store?

E-Dub- (Looks Surprised) Free store?

Security Guard- Yeah, man. This is the Goodwill free store.

E-Dub- You mean I don’t have to pay for anything?

Security Guard- Yeah.

E-Dub smiles like he’s died & gone to heaven. Then you hear It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas playing.

Security Guard- What do you need?

E-Dub- In that case, I need me a whole new spring wardrobe. And I might as well get my Christmas shoppin’ out the way.

Security Guard- Why is you shoplifting?

E-Dub- They said these is women’s jeans. I got a image to maintain. I can’t be out here wear’n women’s jeans… Women’s deodorant I could understand… but I’m not wear’n women’s jeans.

Security Guard- Yeah, you gotta draw the line somewhere. (Unenthusiastic).

E-Dub sees a pair of extra long shorts hanging on a clothing rack, so he picks them up.

E-Dub- Ooh, I gotta have these. Now I got some shorts I can go hoop in, down at the mission.

The Security Guard starts to say something, then he just decides to keep it to himself.

6. Transitional House.

The room that Tyreal will be living in is one of the two rooms downstairs in the basement. He’s sitting on his bed unpacking one of the boxes that he brought home from prison, when he hears somebody coming down the hall. Duane Slaughter starts to walk past his room, but stops when he sees Tyreal.

Duane- Ay, what’s up Tyreal? (Happy to see him)

Tyreal- Aw, what’s up wit’cha homie? (Happy to see him)

Tyreal stands & walks to the doorway so he can shake Duane’s hand.

Duane- You just got out today?

Tyreal- Yup.

For some reason, Tyreal swears he can smell crack smoke.

Tyreal- (Sniffs twice) You smell that?

Duane- (Thinks about it) Yeah. (Laughs) That’s this old dude that lives in the next room.

Tyreal- He be over there smoke’n? (Confused)

Duane- Man, that old dude smoke so much, Arm & Hammer took off the Arm & Hammer, & put his face on the box.

Tyreal- (Laughs) Damn. (Gets serious) But he trippin’ though. I aint try’n to smell that.

Duane- That smell makes me sick. But I can’t tell E-Dub nothin’. Ever since he won the Hype Of The Year trophy at the Geeker’s Ball, he think he untouchable.

Tyreal- E-Dub live here?

Duane- You know E-Dub?

Tyreal is outside E-Dub’s room. He knocks on the door & waits. E-Dub opens the door & looks at Tyreal for a couple seconds before he realizes who he is. Then he is happy to see Tyreal standing there.

E-Dub- Aaaay. What’s up nephew?

E-Dub reaches out to shake Tyreal’s hand. Tyreal shakes it & they embrace real quick.

Duane- Nephew?

Tyreal- What’s up, unk.

Duane- Unk?

You can tell Tyreal is disappointed that his uncle is still smoking crack, but he’s trying not to show it.

E-Dub- Man, you not gunna believe what happened to me today… you know El Chapo?

Tyreal- I know about El Chapo… but what about El Chapo?

E-Dub- El Chapo fronted me a gram.

Tyreal hears the Lie Detection buzzer, & uses the superpower to read his p.o.’s mind.

Tyreal’s thoughts- Unk, you need ta stop-lie’n… But if you gotta lie, at least put a little thought into your lie. And don’t lie to me about stuff I don’t care about. (shaking his head) Let me air hustle the frequency.

E-Dub’s thoughts- That young brotha El Chapo from Decatur got that top shelf.

Tyreal’s thoughts- Aw, okay. He talk’n about somebody else named El Chapo.

E-Dub- When’d you get out?

Tyreal- This morning. I’m in this room next door.

E-Dub- Welcome back.

Tyreal- Fa sho… (Shakes E-Dub’s hand again) But I’m not try’n to smell that smoke in here. I know you like to smoke, but you at least gotta respect us, & not do that where we gotta sleep. It’s come’n all thru the vents. And I didn’t suffer thru 4 years of involuntary 2nd hand smoke, just ta come out here & suffer thru some involuntary yam inhalation.

E-Dub- Alright, I got’chu. But you know you could just easily close the vents.

Tyreal- I shouldn’t even have to. Cuz you know you could just easily take yo’ ass outside… Why is you try’n ta get me raided on my 1st day out?

Tyreal’s voice- Everybody at the transitional house is in Project S.O.A.R. except for my uncle E-Dub. Somehow E-Dub gets financial assistance, so he’s able to live here, even though he’s never been to prison. I don’t know what he had ta do to pull that off, but I’m not even surprised. E-Dub’s finesse game has always been a thing of beauty. He be talk’n about some crazy shit, but you gotta listen to him, cuz once in a while… he’ll put’chu up on some game.

7. Tyroy’s House.

Tyroy is at home admiring some of the paper targets he recently shot up at the gun range, when he hears the doorbell. He walks downstairs to the front door. When he opens the door, he’s surprised to see his son standing there. Tyreal throws up both of his hands.

Tyreal- What’s hap’nin? (smiling)

Tyroy is overcome with joy to see his boy.

Tyroy- (laughs) It’s about time.

Tyroy hugs Tyreal harder than he’s ever hugged anyone in his life.

Tyreal- Damn right, it’s about time. Them people drug my ass. They was supposed ta let me out 17 months ago.

Tyroy- But you’re here now.

Tyreal- But I’m here now. (Agreeing)

Tyroy- You out for good, right?

Tyreal- Of course.

Tyroy- Aiight… I’m just lettin’ you know, if you go back again, I aint send’n you no more money. I did it for 4 years. I can’t do it no more, bruh.

Tyreal- I know dad. I appreciate everything you did for me. But we aint even gotta worry about that. As long as I waited ta get back to the hood, you know I’m back for good.

Tyroy- You better be. Cuz we need you out here. Come on inside.

Tyreal follows his dad inside the house. Tyreal shuts & locks the door, then he follows his dad upstairs to the living room.

Tyreal- So what been goin’ on?

Tyroy- Same ol’ routine. Just work. And gettin’ ready for Christmas next week… I just got back from the range a little while ago.

Tyroy shows Tyreal some of the paper targets that he shot up at the gun range. Each target has 15 small holes in it. And each target has a different picture on it. The 1st target has a picture of a man’s silhouette. The 2nd target is a picture of a man holding a woman hostage at knifepoint. The 3rd target is a picture of a police officer holding a black man hostage at gunpoint. The 4th target is a picture of a klansman riding a horse. Then the 5th target is a picture of Donald Trump at the Republican National Convention.

Tyroy- This is what I did last weekend. (Shows Tyreal)

Tyreal- Aw, okay.

Tyreal flips through the paper targets that his dad shot up at the gun range, while he talks to his dad.

Tyreal- Dad, what’s wrong wit E-Dub? I thought he already kicked his habit.

Tyroy stops showing Tyreal the shot up targets & sits down like he has to be sitting for this conversation.

Tyroy- No, his habit’s still kickin’ him.

Tyreal- He been smoke’n since I was a kid.

Tyroy- He’s been smoke’n since he was a kid.

Tyreal- What?

Tyroy- I’m gunna tell you somethin’ I’ve never told you, & I want it to stay between us.

Tyreal- Alright.

Tyroy- You know how sometimes you can watch a kid, & have a general idea of what they’re gunna be when they grow up? Like if a toddler’s always runnin’ around the house carrying a basketball or football, you wouldn’t be surprised if they grew up to be a athlete.

Tyreal- Right.

Tyroy- Well, people could just look at E-Dub & be like "Aw yeah, he funna be a crackhead when he grow up".

Tyreal- How they know that?

Tyroy- Because, he wasn’t carry’n no basketball or football. Every time you saw baby E-Dub, he was runnin’ around the house holding a box of baking soda… In every one of his baby pictures, he got a crackpipe in his mouth, made outta play-do. Then, when he was 7, they let him in the Guinness book of world records for bein’ the world’s youngest smoker.

Tyreal- How’d they find out?

Tyroy- They found out because it leaked out, how the school stopped letting him sell candy & raffle tickets, cuz he kept keeping the money to buy dope.

Tyreal- Is you serious?

Tyroy- I swear to God. That’s my brother & I love him, but he never really had a chance to be successful, because he let that drug ruin his life at such an early age.

Tyreal- I mean, I was just curious. I’m not gunna look down on him though, just cuz he has a jacket on his back. We all have some area in our life that we’re struggle’n wit.

Tyroy- That’s true… So what’chu got up for today?

Tyreal- I gotta go get a blood test.

Tyroy- I thought they already did that before you got out?

Tyreal- Naw, this is for somethin’ different. I’m goin’ to see if Tyreign is mine.

Tyroy- You think Tyreign isn’t yours?

Tyreal- Naw, but I just gotta know for sure.

Tyroy- Why didn’t you take care of that in prison?

Tyreal- I just didn’t trust it. I wanted to wait until I got out, & take care of it out here. Cuz if for some reason Tyreign isn’t mine, I wanna be able to power check Vanessa in person. Not over the phone.

Tyroy- What makes you wanna get that now?

Tyreal- They gave me too much time to sit & think. I done met dudes that was take’n care of their kid for 4 or 5 years, then found out it wasn’t theirs.

Just then, they hear the doorbell ring, so Tyroy stands up & walks to the door. He looks thru the peephole & opens the door. It’s his neighbors, Mike & Jenny Carter. They are both smiling when he opens the door.

Jenny- (Happy) Hey Roy.

Tyroy- What’s up?

Mike- Any word from your son?

Tyroy- Yeah, he’s in here right now. Come on in.

Mike & Jenny walk inside as Tyroy shuts & locks the door. Mike & Jenny are still smiling as they see Tyreal for the 1st time.

Jenny- Hi. We’re your dad’s neighbors. I’m Jenny. And this is Mike.

Mike- Hi.

Mike extends his hand &Tyreal shakes it. Tyreal puts a little force into it because he doesn’t like to shake people’s hand too soft.

Tyreal- It’s nice to meet you. When did you move next door?

Mike- About 3 years ago.

Tyreal- Are you guys from here?

Mike- No. We’re from Oakland. Well, I’m from Oakland. She’s from San Francisco.

Jenny- Your dad has been telling us about you, so we’ve been waiting for you to come home. We’re glad we can finally meet you.

Tyreal’s thoughts- Let me see thru their intentions like x-ray vision.

Mike’s thoughts- I just want to keep talking to them so they realize I’m pretty cool for a white guy.

Jenny’s thoughts- I just want to watch how cool you guys act & pick up some slang. I’m still using slang from the 80’s, & I always feel so awkward when I’m talking to cool young people.

They hear someone inserting a key & opening the door. Tyroy’s wife Nicole & their daughter Destiny come in. They see Mike & Jenny 1st.

Nicole- (Smiles) Hey you guys.

Mike & Jenny- (Smile) Hey.

Nicole & Destiny look & see Tyreal sitting there on the couch. Their faces light up a couple more notches as they look shocked. Then they hurry over to Tyreal so they can hug him.

Destiny- Tyreal! (Excited)

Nicole- Oh my God. (Happy to see him)

Nicole & Destiny both hug Tyreal & he tries to hug them both at the same time.

Tyreal- (Smiles) What up ya’ll.

Nicole- I thought you weren’t getting out until next Monday.

Tyreal- Call it divine intervention.

Destiny- I can’t believe you’re finally back. This is awesome.

Later on, Destiny is coming out of the kitchen with 2 open bottles of Heineken. She hands one to Tyreal & takes a sip from the other one. Tyreal looks surprised.

Tyreal- What is you doin’ drink’n beer?

Destiny- Mom & Dad let me drink one a day if I keep getting straight A’s.

Tyreal turns to look at his dad. Tyroy just shrugs his shoulders.

Tyreal- Whatever.

Inside the kitchen, Jenny is sitting down at a table, & Nicole is turning on the television on the refrigerator door. Then she gets Jenny a glass of purified water from the refrigerator door & hands it to Jenny.

Jenny- Thank you.

Nicole- You’re Welcome.

Jenny- What is wrong with men these days?

Nicole- Uh-oh. What happened this time?

Jenny- I don’t know how I managed to marry the most difficult man in America. It seems like every time I try to do something nice for him, he always seems to find something wrong. Or he always thinks I have some kind of ulterior motive.

Nicole- For example?

Jenny- For example, yesterday, I was out doing some shopping, & I picked him up some new underwear. I swear, unless he has a secret stash of dra’s hidden somewhere, the man only owns 4 pairs of underwear.

Nicole- (Laughs) That’s not good.

Jenny- I know. So I take the liberty of buying him a pack of briefs, only to have him complain. He went on & made this big speech about how he doesn’t wear man panties, & how I’m conspiring to asphyxiate Little Mike, so we don’t have to have sex anymore.

Back in the living room, Mike is talking to Tyroy, Tyreal, & Destiny.

Mike- I’m tellin’ you, it’s a conspiracy.

Tyroy- So what type of dra’s was she supposed to get’chu?

Mike- Boxer’s, man.

Tyreal- I feel you, though. I haven’t worn no briefs since I was 11. I don’t wear no man panties.

Mike- Thank you Tyreal. Me & you are here. (Motions to show that he & Tyreal are seeing eye to eye) If I can’t have boxer’s, I don’t wanna wear nothin’. I’d rather go commando than have my boys suffocate like that.

Tyreal makes a confused face, & Tyroy makes a similar face.

Tyreal- Hold on now, I wouldn’t go that far. We can’t be here unless you got some dra’s on.

Everybody laughs.

Mike- But you get my drift.

Tyreal- I think so. (Chuckles)

Mike- Just because we didn’t have to pay for something, doesn’t mean we have to be thankful for it. If a woman wants to buy her man something, she should at least run it by him 1st, & let him approve it.

Tyreal- Makes sense to me.

Mike- She bought me one shirt when we 1st started goin’ out. It was a Randy Moss jersey. And I really like it. But then after that, it’s like I became her own personal Barbie doll. She always has to play dress up. I had never owned a pair of pajama’s in my life. Now I got more p-j’s than Cliff Huxtable.

Tyroy- All you gotta do, is go out & buy her some things that you want to see her in, but you know she’s gunna hate. If she complains, that’s your opportunity to point out where you’re coming from.

Tyreal- That’s what’chu do.

There’s a knock at the door, & before anybody can react, E-Dub comes barging through the door. He closes the door & walks up to Tyroy in a hurry.

E-Dub- Tyroy, I need a favor. You know I don’t ask you for much.

Tyroy- You right… you ask me for too much. E-Dub you ask me for a favor every other day.

E-Dub- Well this one is a matter of life & death. I need to borrow some money.

Tyroy- I aint even got it. And you still owe me money. So pay me what you already owe me, before you ask me for any more money.

E-Dub- If you had the money, would you help me out?

Tyroy- Possibly.

E-Dub- Okay, well here’s what we can do… I’m a go borrow some money, so I can lend you some money… so then I can borrow some money from you… & then pay you back. What do you think?

Tyroy- I think it’s gotta be a easier way.

Tyreal- Alright dad, I gotta keep it move’n.

Tyroy- Okay. I’m glad you stopped by.

Tyreal- You know I’ll be back. I just got all these different things I wanna do today. It’s already after 3 & I still gotta go see Tyreign, & take him to that place to do that thing. Then I gotta go see Devin. Then I gotta go see Shy’leeyah. Then I gotta have welcome home sex. Then I gotta get my hair cut. Then I gotta hit the mall, so I can buy a phone. Then I gotta get all I can eat at Golden Corral. Then I gotta get a Blizzard from Dairy Queen.

Tyroy- Don’t they have desert at Golden Corral?

Tyreal- Doesn’t matter, I still want a Blizzard from DQ… Then I gotta go buy a variety bucket from KFC. Then I gotta help Tyreign with his homework. Then I gotta-

Tyroy- So basically, you gotta get goin’ right this instant.

Tyreal- (nods his head) Naw actually, I gotta get goin’ right this instant. But basically, I was supposed ta be gone 43 minutes ago. But I’m so happy to see you, I wanted to stay a little longer… Remember that girl Shy’leeyah I was tellin’ you about?

Tyroy- Yeah.

Tyreal- I’m about ta go see her for the first time.

Tyroy- Okay. That sound like fun.

Tyreal- I’m about ta go have the time of my life…

8. Shy’leeyah’s House.

Tyreal walks down a hallway in Shy’leeyah’s apartment complex. He walks past a few apartments & then stops at Shy’leeyah’s door. He knocks on the door & waits. While he’s waiting, he starts spraying a bottle of Polo Sport