Paula: I messed up. I fucked it all the way up. I know that. But your heart ain’t gotta be black like mine, baby. I love you, Chiron. I do. I love you, baby. I mean, you ain’t gotta love me. Lord knows I did not have love for you when you needed it, I know that. So you ain’t gotta love me; but you gon’ know that I love you. You hear? You hear me, Chiron?
Black: [quietly] I hear you, Mama.