Let me tell you something, man. There are black people everywhere. You remember that,...

Juan: [to Little] Let me tell you something, man. There are black people everywhere. You remember that, okay? No place you can go in the world ain't got no black people, we was the first on this planet. [Slight pause] Juan: I've been here a long time. I'm from Cuba. Lotta black folks in Cuba. You wouldn't know that from being here, though. I was a wild little shorty, man. Just like you. Running around with no shoes on, when the moon was out. This one time, I ran by this old... this old lady. I was runnin' and hollerin', and cuttin' a fool, boy. This old lady, she stopped me. She said... [He pauses] Juan: [Imitating an old lady's voice] "Runnin' around, catching up all that light. In moonlight, black boys look blue. You blue, that's what I'm gon' call you. 'Blue'." Little: So your name 'Blue'? Juan: [Chuckles] Nah. [Another pause] Juan: [to Little] At some point, you gotta decide for yourself who you gonna be. Can't let nobody make that decision for you.