BobbyAnna

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(static humming) (distant conversations) (siren sounding) ♪ I am not afraid, no ♪ ♪ Oh ♪ (humming) (rattling) (door closes) (clatters) ♪ I just want to be, oh ♪ ♪ Please set me free from all ♪ ♪ I have no place to go already ♪ ♪ Tell me what you see when you look at me ♪ ♪ Cause you're probably judging me already ♪ ♪ I just need to get through to my destination ♪ ♪ I know where to go ♪ ♪ But sometimes I get lost in conversation ♪ ♪ Tah do tah do ♪ ♪ Slap this make, trunk'll rattle ♪ ♪ Stroll down the road ♪ ♪ This be another song for my ghetto ♪ (gentle piano music) (applauding) - Thank you.

Appreciate y'all.

Got you, thank you.

(rattles) - [Woman] Hey.

- Hey.

- You look familiar, don't I know you from somewhere?

- Ah, the castle.

How you been?

- [Woman] I'm good, how you doing?

- Living man, you feel me?

- Don't work.

Looking real good out there, player.

- Hey, I appreciate that, man.

- Yeah man, you been doing your thing out here.

That's what's up.

- [Woman] Excuse me.

- [Man] Look at that chick, man.

- [Woman] Sorry.

(laughing) - [Woman] That's crazy.

- Excuse me, ma'am.

- Hey, don't call me that.

- [Man] Don't call you ma'am?

- Right.

- She's gotta move.

- She will.

- [Man] She's not going back inside.

- Who says I want to back in your boozy ass bar anyway?

- You good?

- [Woman] You don't see this.

- All right.

Where you headed?

- Where you headed?

(chuckling) (shuffling) You from L.A.?

- Oakland.

- That's dope.

I was thinking of moving there.

- Why'd you want to do that?

- [Woman] People tell me I'd like it.

- Really?

- [Woman] What do you think?

- I think you should do what you want.

- I do.

Can I stay?

- [Musician] Here?

- Yes.

- Is no one wondering where you at?

- No one I'm worried about.

- I'm gonna sleep though.

- That's cool.

(laughing) - Wait.

That's my side.

(chuckling) (sighing) (kissing) - You good?

- Yeah.

- You seem nervous.

- I'm not.

(sighing) - It's okay.

- It's just I haven't been with anyone in a minute is all.

(chuckling) What?

- Just surprised.

(kissing) (upbeat cheerful music) ♪ Blastin' ♪ ♪ Blastin' ♪ ♪ Blastin' ♪ ♪ Blastin' ♪ ♪ Blastin' ♪ - So you missing something?

(birds chirping) - [Woman] Probably.

- [Musician] (inaudible) knowledge.

(laughing) - [Woman] Sure.

- So you just thought you was gonna run up on (audio cuts out), snatch what little I got?

- Damn.

I'm caught.

- [Musician] Well.

(laughing) Well, I expect to be fairly compensated.

(kissing) (chuckling) - Jesus.

(door squeaks) (engine whirring) (slams hood) (grumbling angrily) (airplane engine humming) Should I call the cops?

- [Musician] I think you should leave.

- I have some friends that might.

(siren sounding) What if I just gave you enough money to get the engine running?

- I don't borrow money.

- Are you gonna go to a shelter?

- You ever been to one?

(rattling) - [Woman] What can I do?

(exasperated exhale) - I'm good.

- [Woman] No you're not.

Look, I'm not leaving.

(frustrated breathing) (rattling) - Come on.

♪ Summertime and the living is rough ♪ ♪ No tears for the tough ♪ ♪ Imagine the ideal man enough ♪ ♪ His hands are cuffed ♪ ♪ So let's start from the beginning ♪ ♪ The game played with no loss, loss of winning ♪ ♪ Raised by gangsters, he calls them men ♪ ♪ Say that they're doing well ♪ ♪ Cause he used to look just like them.

♪ ♪ I see it as a living hell ♪ ♪ Move around empty shells in the middle of shootouts ♪ ♪ Little bell to take the loot out ♪ ♪ Of the problems growing ♪ ♪ Take the root out, but he hasn't ♪ ♪ So he moves on a (audio cuts out) ♪ ♪ A blood ain't seen his chest yet ♪ ♪ A strategy for living or just a lucky person ♪ ♪ That weave for a bunker so he could stay fly ♪ ♪ Like the clouds that stay high ♪ ♪ And I feel sober, but why ♪ ♪ I say freeze, stands up still ♪ ♪ But his heart's the most freeze ♪ ♪ Got time to kill ♪ ♪ But it's his mind he'll lose ♪ ♪ Freeze, stop ♪ ♪ Hands rock the ceiling ♪ ♪ That even sounds low ♪ ♪ Cause you wanted just to being raised by gangsters.

♪ - [Man] That was real nice, what's your name?

- Bob.

- [Man] Ah, nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you, yeah.

Any donation, any donation of anything might help.

- Here and if you're around, I hope to see you again.

- Love man, love.

(horns honking) (laughing) (crickets chirping) (sighing) I don't got enough.

- [Woman] Let me get it.

- [Musician] No.

Let's just go.

(rattling) (traffic humming) (sniffs) (sighs) - There's a house three or four miles from here.

I used to babysit for the family.

- Does it have an alarm?

- I know the code.

Hopefully they haven't changed it.

(wheels rattling) (clicks) (beeping) - Yeah, bathroom?

(sliding) (clicks) (sliding) (clanks) (rustling) (clattering) (water running) - [Woman] Anna.

Anna, are you okay?

- [Anna] I thought you were gone this week.

- [Man] Good to see you too.

(wheels rattling) - I, you, this is Bobby.

Her place got broken in to.

- We talked about what it meant for you to live here again, Anna.

You can't just bring some, some homeless person-- - She's not homeless, mom.

You realize what you look like right now?

(wheels rattling) Bobby!

- Don't.

(sniffs) - [Anna] Would you just wait?

- What?

- It's not, I know you, I-- - What do you know?

- I shouldn't have lied to you.

That was me, just, being stupid.

That's not all that's happening here, right?

- I gotta find somewhere to sleep.

(rattling wheels) (dog barking) (wheels rattling) (dog barking) (crickets chirping) (dog barking) (phone ringing) (crying) - [Woman] Hello?

Hello?

- Mama, it's me, it's Bobby.

- [Mom] Bobby.

Is that you?

Taking care of yourself down there?

(crying) - I'm trying to.

- [Mom] You ain't sold your soul yet.

- Nah, nobody's made me the offer.

- [Mom] It'll come.

You know what to do.

(crying) - I know.

- [Mom] You sound upset.

You dying?

- Eh, it's just that I got a lot to take care of is all.

- [Mom] Well, rest and be thankful.

- I will.

- [Mom] You need anything?

- (crying) Nah, just wanted to hear your voice right quick.

- [Mom] I'll let you go then.

Give yourself a hug for me, okay?

- Okay mama.

- [Mom] I love you, baby.

(clicks) (crying) ♪ I ain't got no business loving you ♪ ♪ You ain't got no business keeping me confused ♪ ♪ This love is a mystery ♪ ♪ To both me and you ♪ ♪ How far can you go ♪ ♪ When will I choose ♪ - [Announcer] Film School Shorts is made possible by a grant from Maurice Kanbar, celebrating the vitality and power of the moving image.

Additional funding for BobbyAnna was provided by Frameline, Kristine Johnson and Lisa Bromwell, Russell Mayhew, Linda and David Johnson and others.

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