Table Read - QUESTA - Act 2

Episode Date: September 29, 2026

🎧 QUESTA Act 2 | by Victor Bumbalo Chelsea, 1991. Weeks after the alley. Paul thought he could stop. He can't. He's following the mother now. Crying in front of her at a coffee shop while she comforts him, not knowing the man at her table is the man who killed her son. The witness who lied for him is watching Paul now, learning his name, standing across the street from his door. And in a confessional at St. Anthony's, the mother breaks down on the priest she's been sleeping with and tells him God sent her a stranger as a punishment. She doesn't know the stranger has already punished her once. QUESTA is a devastating, lyrical, morally serious story about grief, faith, and forgiveness. Monster's Ball meets Manchester by the Sea. Featuring John Milhiser (Saturday Night Live), Oscar nominee Bruce Davison (Longtime Companion, X-Men), Maury Morgan (This Is Us, Richard Jewell), Anthony Holiday, Ashley Platz (Yellowstone), Bruce Nozick (Weeds, All the Way), Matt Bradford Sullivan (New Amsterdam, Juilliard), Darin Toonder (Paradise), Harriet Sansom Harris (Frasier, Phantom Thread), Rob Fitzgerald (American Crime Story), Kiel Kennedy (Robot Chicken, Superstore), Brendan Bradley (Resident Evil Village, Timeless), with Meeghan Holaway narrating. Act 2 of 3 Produced by Table Read Podcast and Manifest Media Productions, LLC.Executive Produced by Jack Levy, Shaan Sharma, and Mark Knell.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

You broke me. You do not deserve happiness. I'm Andrea Gunning. On this season of betrayal, Carl thought he was living a normal, drama-free life until the messages started. Someone's not going to make it out of this alive. Every piece of evidence pointed to the wrong guy. He was not going to stop unless we stopped him. Listen to Betrayal Season 6 on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts.

I'm Kerry Champion, and in this new season of biggest rivalries of all time podcast, we take you back to the very first rivalry of the WNBA. The Comets were the real deal. I mean, come on. The Liberty was just tough. Oh, God. The New York Liberty versus the Houston Comets. When we hit the floor, it was hot, heated, fights, elbows, competition, trash talking.

Who is the better team? People live, but numbers don't. Listen to biggest rivalries of all time on the ice. Hi Hard Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Folks, there's important news, there's depressing news. And then there's the news we actually want to talk about. On our podcast, Bananas, we search far and wide for all the news stories that make you say, what, what?

And then we tell you all about them. Doorbell prankster that tormented German resident apartments turns out to be a slug. Ding-da! New episodes drop Tuesdays with more than 400 episodes to catch up on. Listen to bananas on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. On Big Lives, we take a single cultural icon. People like Jane Fonda, George Michael, Little Richard. And we pull apart the story behind the image.

Discovering forgotten interviews that change exactly how we see these giants of our culture. We're here for the messy, the brilliant, the human version of our heroes. I'm Emmanuel Jochi. I'm Kai Right. And this is Big Lives. Listen to Big Lives on the Iheart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. In February of 2024, celebrated illustrator and children's book author Patra Mathers and her husband Michael mailed letters to dozens of friends and family members to let them know they had died by suicide. Dear honies, this is goodbye.

By the time you get this letter, both Petra and I will be dead. Next stop, Wonderland. Why did they do it? And what did it do to the people they left behind? Listen to Death of an Artist on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Hey, everybody, it's me, Debbie Kamaabelle. This season on my podcast, who's with me, I speak with Bruce Lee's daughter, Brandon Lee's sister, and my friend, Shannon Lee. Back to your initial point of stewarding my father's legacy and giving my energy to that. You're lending your life to stewarding somebody else's life.

Listen to Who's with me with Debbie Kamaubel on the I'm. I heart radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Is there an epidemic against literature? More specifically, black literature. I'm Jack Quist-Peace Thomas, and on this season of the Black Lit podcast, we're outside asking why. They don't want a whole bunch of little elevators, Michael Maxes and Martin with the Kings running around.

And when you look at a lot of different cultures, they're like, we need to know where you came from. And considering this is Black Reading Month, the only real question is, what are you reading next? a black lit from the Black Effect Podcast Network on our iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcast. Previously in Act 1, it's 1991 Chelsea, an hour after the rain. Paul, a grieving gay widower, has just killed a young man in the alley behind a gay bar. He says it was self-defense. He kept

hitting anyway. He runs to his sister, Susan, who hides his bloody clothes and lies to her husband. What Paul doesn't know is that someone saw the whole thing. Daniel, a homeless street witness, watched it happen from behind the trash cans, and gave the police a description that looked nothing like Paul. The dead boy was Will. His mother, Lori, cuts hair in the village, and she has been sleeping with her parish priest. She told her son about it before he died. He laughed. Susan is pregnant, Bradley is dying of AIDS, and Daniel, who has been watching Paul longer than anyone realizes has decided to keep his secret. By the end of Act 1, Lori has destroyed a customer at her salon and walked out for good. Exterior, New York City Street, a moment later. Lori begins

descending the subway steps to the path train. Paul runs across the street and follows Lori down into the subway. Exterior, path train exit later. Lori exits onto the street. Paul is seen in a cluster of people also exiting onto the street. Exterior, journey. Jersey City Street later. Paul watches Lori entering her building. Interior, Lori's bedroom, evening. Lori and Father James are in bed. They just had sex. You shouldn't have quit your job. What I really wanted to do is scald his head with the dye. That's not like you. I'm enjoying hatred. It's giving me something else to feel. He wants to be a platinum blonde this season, useless and ugly and his

frightening world. Now, you don't know that. He'll probably live to be a hundred. Barry us all. Please see somebody. Find me a therapist whose son was murdered. I'll see her. Father James gets out of bed and starts stressing. What are you going to do? Maybe move to Florida, Tampa. My sister's there. Well, that might not be a bad idea. So I'd leave here. And you wouldn't care? Well, of course I would. I'd visit as often as I could. You'll find somebody else to take care of your priestly needs.

Yeah, there's already a waiting list. In a way, you're ideal for a middle-aged woman who's used to living alone, you're dependable, you stick to a schedule, and you're never around long enough to mess up an apartment. Well, maybe you should write my ad for the church bulletin. If I move to Florida, do you think finally you could spend the night? Most definitely. Interior AA meeting evening. Some people are taking their seats, but most are standing and chatting.

A few people surround the coffee area. Paul is seated. Daniel nervously makes his way over to Paul. Is anyone sitting there? No. Daniel sits down. I like this meeting. It's okay.

It's friendly of the most. I hope I'm not bothering you. I'm just not a very talkative tonight. You never are. You don't share. I've never seen you talking with anyone. What are you? A.A. police? Paul is uncomfortable with Daniel sitting next to him.

Could be Daniel's clothes or perhaps his smell. Daniel is super aware of this and is equally uncomfortable. Sorry, I'm bothering you. I just wanted to say hello and I wanted to. And I wanted to let you know. Daniel's getting more and more nervous he gets up. That I think you're very beautiful. Paul has no idea what to make of this.

A man is stepping up to the podium. Hi, my name is Robert. By the way, my name's Daniel. Daniel quickly leaves. Interior shower, homeless shelter that evening. Daniel is in the shower. Martin, a 60-some-year-old. passes the shower stall.

Daniel, this lights out in a couple minutes. There's a ruckus up at the front door. You know the rules, Carl. It's Celia, bitch. You can't come in here. The sound of Martin slamming the door is heard. Where the hell am I supposed to go tonight? Daniel, hearing all this, tries to shut out the sound of Celia's voice.

Interior, the candle. Gay bar on the Upper West Side that evening. The bar's not very crowded. In the corner, sipping a beer, is Richard. Lori's ex-boss. Paul pauses at the bar. He's not seen Richard yet. What'll it be? Paul wants a real drink, but can't decide if he's going to have one. Water. The bartender hands Paul a small bottle of water. Paul pays and turns around and spots Richard.

Should he walk over to him? He decides yes. Hi there. Hello? You're Richard, right? How did you know? I'm clairvoyant. I know people's names. ages. That's a real curse. And their favorite I Love Lucy episode. I'd been to your salon. Really? Oh, I've been there. The woman who cut my hair, she's the one whose son was killed. How is she doing? Not well. Does she have any other children? I really don't want to talk about her. Sorry. You know, Once upon a time, people thought I was charming.

Once upon a time, we all were. Another time, another universe. Boy, it's empty in here tonight. It's the times. And the boys are getting more efficient. They're on the phone lines now. You're very attractive. For an older guy.

You look married. I bet you got a boyfriend. I had one. He died. Oh. those dead boyfriends. They're all over the place these days. I've got one of them too.

Sorry. Let's not swap war stories. All start shaking and sweating. You're okay? Can't believe this. I'm not drinking anymore. And suddenly all I want is a beer, craving it.

I didn't think this would happen to me. Let me give you my number. Don't bother. I'm not ready to hook up. Although Paul is slightly shaking, he goes into his pocket, pulls out a piece of paper, and writes his number down. Well, you never know. Some night you might be interested in war stories. You, okay. Or maybe some night you'll have an erotic dream about me. I don't have them anymore.

Please take it. I can't believe how much I'm shaking. Richard takes the number. Thanks. You never know. Paul rushes out of the bar. Richard is worried about this stranger. Exterior Jersey City in front of Lori's building, Day. Lori walks out of her building and heads for the coffee shop on the corner. Paul looking tired is not far behind and follows her into the shop. Interior Jersey City coffee bar moments later. It's a Starbucks light coffee bar. Lori has gotten her coffee.

She looks around the room and stops at the only empty table and sits. Paul is watching her. He's gotten his coffee. Lori pulls out a newspaper. Paul approaches her. Hello. Do I know you? Lori, right? You used to cut my hair in the village.

Sorry, I don't remember you. Well, I'm not that memorable. Paul. Sorry. May I? Paul does not wait for her response and takes a seat at her table. This makes Lori uncomfortable. You're not there anymore, are you?

No. Are you at some other shop now? A beauty parlor, or around here. It's just women. Is it easier than gay guys? They're about the same. Fussy, right? That's one way of putting it.

I don't remember you. And I usually remember my clients. Maybe I wasn't that fussy. Then I'd really remember you. It's nice seeing you again. I believe there's a mask tonight at St. Anthony's. Lori's getting more and more uncomfortable with this guy. She's glad there are other people around.

I think I need church these days. Why? I lost my lover. He died. Laurie softens a bit. So you're looking for a reason? Maybe. Or you're hoping you'll see him again?

Oh, I don't know about that. That seems too fairy tale to me. It is. Then don't you wonder what the sense of believing any of it? It gives you the possibility. Kind of like that. Are you okay? You know about my son, don't you?

Yes. Are you from some activist group? Don't you people understand? I don't want to have anything to do with you. I'm not part of any group. Really, I'm not. They should all leave you alone. Like you're doing?

I am so sorry. Paul gets up. I'm sorry. I shouldn't be bothering you. We have to deal with our grief in our own way, don't we? Chip at it, bit by bit. How's your chipping going? Won't be over.

Not in this lifetime. I better go. Paul tries to smile at Lori, but he's now crying for the first time since the accident. Lori grabs Paul's hand and pulls him back to his seat. A couple of customers glanced their way. Lori hands him a napkin. I hate to see boys cry. But we do.

I shouldn't have come over to you. Why did you? Were you looking for someone sadder than yourself? I'm going to ask what everyone is asking me. Are you getting any help? There is no help. I know what you mean. Would you like to come to a mass with me?

What? Paul starts pulling himself together. I don't know why I asked you that. I'm acting crazy. I'm sorry. I used to feel comfortable in church, but not anymore. When you go there, where do you like to sit? In the back?

Huh, me too. The front for movies. Absolutely. The back for church. No church for me right now. Why not? Ever since my son was killed, I've become paranoid, afraid. Of what?

God. But he's love. Is he? They sit silently for a moment looking away from each other. Then Lori looks more and more uncomfortable. She looks away from him and Paul notices. Sorry. He slowly gets up and leaves.

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the fans love it. But 30 years ago, when the league first started, it was a different story. I remember sitting with a couple of male writers all whining about, oh, what are they going to do if they break a nail? And no one's going to show up. But from the very beginning, there were two teams that captured everyone's attention. The comments were to real deal. I mean, come on. The Liberty never gave up. They never stopped fighting. I knew that rivalry was going to be amazing from the beginning. I'm Kerry Champion, and this is biggest rivalries of all time, season two. The New York Liberty versus the Houston Commons, the very first rivalry of the WNBA.

They picked us to finish last, and they picked them to finish first. That's all you need to know. I remember looking around thinking, this is going to change things. Basketball was going to have this fundamental impact on the way people viewed women athletes. Listen to biggest rivalries of all time on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcast, or wherever you get your podcasts. Is there bad blood between you in the comments as you guys meet again in the championship? Oh, we're coming back to win. Exterior Street, Paul walks, looking like life has been drained out of him.

Dissolved to interior Ron's apartment early that evening, Paul is sitting in Ron's small living room. It looks like a meeting has been held there. Few chairs are in a circle. Plates filled with the remains of snacks and popcorn are all over the room, as are waterglasses and coffee cups. I thought you were coming to the team meeting tonight. The team was looking forward to it. I forgot I had a meeting with this woman. From AA?

Yeah. Oh, well. Ron comes out of the bathroom and starts straightening up his living room. Have the meeting go. It was a tough one. Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm not my perky posse. The two men just look at each other for a moment. Ron almost looks like he's shaking.

I'm sorry. How'd your meeting go? Not well. She's suffering a great loss and I didn't help. How do you know? I know. What happened at your meeting? Two of my team members had clients that are dying and I kept thinking Bradley. He's gonna die soon. I'm in a rage. I know. At our government, at the churches that tell us that tell us us were all going to hell. Are those comedians who still think it's okay to tell a fag or AIDS joke? I remember when I was on your team. You make it sound like it was a century ago. It was less than six months.

I've lost all consciousness of time. Some things feel like yesterday and some yesterdays feel like a million years ago. Anyway, I was sitting with Joe in the hospital and you remember Joe. Of course. Run sits down. Well, we were watching some talk show and some comic made an AIDS joke. Joe said, they hate us. All I could think was suppose some other guy in the hospital had the TV on and he was alone in his room and dying and that was the last thing he heard. I wish I could cry. I can't.

I did today for the first time in a long time. With that woman? Yeah. How did it feel? It was all wrong Do you feel like dinner? No I know rage

It doesn't help We have to try seeing the good Where And the work you're doing How many on your team now? Ten And they each have a client? Yes

Well You're giving comfort to ten No No counting Bradley 11 people Maybe I should come back to the team Do you think You're ready?

No. Bradley and I are worried about you. Something is going on that you're not talking about. Be honest. Are you sick? No. Really? Really.

Thank God. I don't feel like being alone and I don't feel like talking. Ditto. How about if we watch some bad TV? We might even have a laugh. Wouldn't that be something? Exterior Street near Riverside Drive later that night, Daniel and Celia are walking down a deserted street. You heard me screaming outside that horrible place?

You were there. Why didn't you say nothing? There was nothing I could do. You know that. You're smelling squeaky clean. What do they do? Lysaw you at the shelter? I don't think he's going to like that. He likes his tricks dirty. I don't know if I'm in the mood for one of your jobs. This one's real easy.

And it's $25 for each of us and some nice pills. Oh, that's right. You're going to that AA now. I go there to see him. And they have cookies. You don't even have to touch this guy. I don't even have to touch him. All you got to do is pretend like I'm a real woman.

Can you say that's easy? Twirl on it. And you're my mean back. A bastard of a pimp. Interior car on a deserted street a few minutes later. Celia is in the back seat with the John. He's jerking off as he caresses her leg. Daniel sits in the front seat.

Only now and then does the John notice what a bad actor Daniel is tonight. You want that leg? Oh, I do, sir. Can I touch your pussy? A piece of shit like you? What would you do to me if I touched it, sir? You wouldn't want to know. Slap him.

You said no fucking touchy. slap me, sir, wouldn't you slap my white scumbag face? Do it. That's right. That's what you do. Daniel is feeling that this is ridiculous, but he turns and looks at the John and is suddenly, truly angry. He lets the John have it with a real good, hard slap,

and the John comes. Daniel instantly steps out of the car. Exterior street continuous. Daniel walks a few paces from the car. He is disgusted with himself and the John, Celia and the John can be heard. That's 50 plus the pills. You brought the pills, didn't you, Dr. McPherson?

Of course. Was he into it? I couldn't really tell. Oh, yeah. It's just that he's giving over a cold. I bet when he wants to. You can be a real mean son of a bitch. Oh, yeah, yeah.

Next time I want to see that side of him. Okay. Exterior street in front of the burger barn later. From the street, Daniel and Celia can be seen. seen eating burgers and french fries. Celia is laughing. She's high. Daniel gets up and starts walking away from her. Where are you going? Dissolve 2. Exterior, near Paul's building later that night. It is pouring. Daniel is huddled in the doorway across the street from Paul's building. He sees Paul run into the building. Night Paul. I know you mean well.

Dissolve 2. Close up of Susan's face. She looks worried. She puts down the phone. Interior, Susan's living room continuous, late afternoon. Susan gets a jacket and is about to leave her apartment. Now his answering machine is off. I'm coming with you. No, no. I'd better go alone. Nicholas looks worried. I'll be okay. Interior, Paul's front door later. Susan is pounding on the door. Paul open the fucking door. I'm coming. Paul slowly opens the door. Interior Paul's apartment continuous. Susan enters. The apartment is neat, except for the cartons of takeout food.

You're making me feel like a grade B actress. Well, hello to you too. I have to see you. Phone calls are not enough, and today your machine was off. You look like you're losing weight. I've become a vegetarian. Since when? A couple weeks now.

It's a way to curb violence, not ingesting any more fear from the animals. when they're slaughtered. Uh-huh. Do you know how they kill chickens we eat? They scream. They cry. They want to live as much as we do.

Shut up. Silence for a moment, then... I'm trying to be good. You need help. Now, who are we going to call? I don't want any help. Not now. Can you go back to work?

It'll be good for you. Can't. Not for a while. This leave of absence was not a good idea. What are you doing for money? I've got some. Oh, for Christ's sakes, you're really frightening me. What do you do all day?

Think? I visit Bradley, and sometimes I go to church. But you're an atheist? Don't remind me. I'm trying to believe. I so want to believe. I keep thinking. Keep praying.

Keep praying. And maybe, maybe a miracle will occur. And suddenly, I'll believe in God. They say that can happen. A God whose arms are open to everyone. A God who's embracing all our dead. Paul, look at what's happening to you. There has to be something or somebody that can help.

If I could bring back that boy in the alley and make him love me, make him love us all Susan is overwhelmed and has no answer for Paul's last statement brother and sister just look at each other and then suddenly it was self-defense it was an accident

how do you know look what I've done to you you've taken care of me you've done to me Paul embraces his sister silence for a moment then I can see a baby bump I want to be a good uncle I do

I'll find my way. I promise. I'll do it for you. Paul slowly lets go of Susan and heads to his answering machine and turns it on. Look, it's on. Exterior in front of St. Anthony's Church, Day. Lori climbs the steps to the church. Interior, St. Anthony's Church continuous. Lori enters the church suspiciously, almost afraid. A few people are in the church.

Father James is hearing confessions. A young man enters the confession. box. Lori looks at him. She looks around as if she's never been in a church before. She heads for the confessional box and hovers near it, waiting for the young man to come out. When he does, she enters the confessional. Interior, confessional box continuous. Lori makes the sign of the cross. Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was... Father James recognizes Lori's voice. Lori, I shouldn't be hearing your confession. Why? Are you afraid that this will be more intimate than our father?

talking. Please, not here. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Don't deny me my confession, and it's you that has to hear it. Why did you feel such a strong need to confess at this moment? I feel our Lord has singled me out to suffer. Interior AA meeting at the same time. An AA meeting is in process. Only the voices of Father James and Lori are heard. Paul is staring at the speaker, but not really paying attention. Daniel, a few rows behind, is looking longingly in Paul's direction. I know it feels that way, but it's not true.

As Lori speaks, the camera studies Paul's face and Daniel's face. I met this stranger. I was convinced that God did not exist. I was comfortable with that idea, but then suddenly there it was. God exists. And he sent this stranger to me as a pocket. Now I'm frightened of him and frightened of my hate for him. Of this stranger? Oh, God!

Close up of Paul's blank stare. Dissolve to exterior alley, night. A silent scene. Again, only the voices of Father James and Lori are heard. A series of blurred, surreal images. Paul and Will. Will is laughing, shouting at Paul, pushing him, hitting him, slapping his face. Paul is trying to protect himself and is fighting back.

Now is the time you should take refuge in his love. All I see is his vengeance, his punishment for all our sins. My sins. You were a wonderful mother. Our Lord loves you. Back to Interior Confessional Box the same time. You are arrogant. They should rip that collar from your neck.

I want you to see a therapist. I want you to call one today. I don't need a therapist. I want this idea, this idea of Christ to forgive me. I want to bathe in his light, that light I'm always hearing about, but never seeing. I want you to ask for his forgiveness too. Our love did not kill your son. What are you doing in the child?

church. Try to do Christ's work. The stranger, he's gay. He said God is love. If he exists, he is. The night my son was killed. Earlier that evening how my boy and I laughed, I was making fun of Richard and the fussy little cookies he brought into the shop.

I missed around the room. We roared. Doesn't mince. A few hours later, my son gets murdered by somebody who hates gay people. What an enormous sense of humor our creator has. He sent me this stranger. He was like a razor plate slicing my fucking heart. Let me take you home.

I'll pray with you. Hold you whatever you want. Why am I talking to you? You can't deliver this God to me. Mary, she's a mother, she'll help me. Lori pulls out a rosary and begins rocking back and forth. Hail Mary, full of grace, oh, Lord. Stop this.

Father James quickly gets out of the confessional. Interior, in front of the confessional, continuous. Father James is pulling Lori out of the confessional. You must never touch me again. Never. Blessed earth thou among women, and blessed is to praise us like whom. Jesus, Holy Mary, Mother, have got to pray for our sinners now and at the hour of our death. Hey, man.

The five people now in the church all look toward the confessional. Two of them run up to help Father James. It's okay. They stop, but continue to stare, riveted at the scene. Lori screams. Then instantly she falls silent. She looks around, almost not sure where she is. She is swimming in grief.

End of act two. Excellent. Ooh, I love that scene. Great. You broke me. You do not deserve happiness. I'm Andrea Gunning. On this season of betrayal, Carl thought he was living a normal drama-free life until the messages started.

Someone's not going to make it out of this alive. Every piece of evidence pointed to the wrong guy. He was not going to stop unless we stopped him. Listen to Betrayal Season 6 on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. I'm Carrie Champion, and in this new season of Biggest. rivalries of all time podcast, we take you back to the very first rivalry of the WNBA. The Comets were to real deal. I mean, come on.

The Liberty was just tough. Oh, God. The New York Liberty versus the Houston Comets. When we hit the floor, it was hot, heated, fights, elbows, competition, trash talking. Who is the better team? People live, but numbers don't. Listen to biggest rivalries of all time on the I-Hard Radio app, Apple Podcast, or wherever you get your podcast. Folks, there's important news, there's depressing news.

And then there's the news we actually want to talk about. On our podcast, Bananas, we search far and wide for all the news stories that make you say, what? What? And then we tell you all about them. Doorbell prankster that tormented German resident apartments turns out to be a slug. Ding-da! New episodes drop Tuesdays with more than 400 episodes to catch up on. Listen to bananas on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcast. In February of 2024, celebrated illustrator and children's book author, Patra Mathers, and her husband Michael, mailed letters to dozens of friends and family members to let them know they had died by suicide.

Dear honies, this is goodbye. By the time you get this letter, both Petra and I will be dead. Next stop, Wonderland. Why did they do it? And what did it do to the people they left behind? Listen to death of an artist on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever. you get your podcasts. On Big Lives, we take a single cultural icon.

People like Jane Fonda, George Michael, Little Richard. And we pull apart the story behind the image. Discovering forgotten interviews that changed exactly how we see these giants of our culture. We're here for the messy, the brilliant, the human version of our heroes. I'm Emmanuel Jochi. I'm Kai Right. And this is Big Lives. Listen to Big Lives on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcast, or wherever you get your podcasts.

Hey everybody, it's me, Debbie Kamaabelle. This season on my podcast, Who's With Me, I speak with Bruce Lee's daughter, Brandon Lee's sister, and my friend, Shannon Lee. Back to your initial point of stewarding my father's legacy and giving my energy to that. You're lending your life to stewarding somebody else's life. Listen to Who's With Me with Debbie Kmartbell on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Is there an epidemic against literature? More specifically, black literature. I'm Jack Quist-Peace Thomas,

and on this season of the Black Litts podcast, we're outside asking why. They don't want a whole bunch of little Ella Bakers, Michael Waxes and Martin Luther King running around. And when you look at a lot of different cultures, they're like, we need to know where you came from. And considering this is Black Reading Month, the only real question is,

what are you reading next? Listen to Black Lit from the Black Effect Podcast Network on our iHeartRadio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcast.