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any other needs, sir?-well, let's see. uh, ladies?gentlemen? john, would you likesomething? -the food does look great.-i think we're fine, thomas,thanks. please tell cheryl that thisis spectacular. -she's outdone herself. thankyou.-it's just fabulous. all right, everybody.napkins, please, onthe laps. this is quail and it tastesgreat.you're going to love it. how the grapes looklike flowers. -everything's perfect.-and we have walnuts and aterrific sauce.
what you have to do is slicelittle pieces off and thendip it in the sauce. -hi, katie, charles.-well, well, well, well. whatan honor. only a half hour late. my baby. hi, john.may i ask where you've been,charlie? hi, daddy. i been at theliberry. the liberry? hm. tell mesomething, is that anyrelation to the institution knows as a library? come on, dad. can't we haveone dinner where we don'targue?
i hope so, but i've told you.if you must wear thatridiculous gold tooth, do it outside. not in myhouse. and take your jacketoff, too. what were you guys doingbefore you decided to become rap artists and cut your firstalbum. come on, man. what that got todo with what we talking aboutright now, man? i came here as a...as abusinessman coming to dobusiness with you in your establishment, and you givingme the run-down on all thisshit like you the police or something, man. this iswhat this place is. isn'tit a recording studio?
it is a recording studio. i'mtrying my best to accommodateyou. i'm a kid of the street, man.trying to do my thing.trying to get on. make music. live a betterlife. graduating this year. i sure am. god willing, with a littleluck and a few bribes. dad, why you always got to sayshit like that? why can't youjust be normal? why do youalways have to be such a nut? -a nut? excuse me?-you don't see me, like,coming in here and, like,
talking about your problems.you know? why you got toalways fuck with me? rich is like the guy behindthe cream team. is thatcorrect? -rich is in the mind behindcream team.-and his name is rich. -rich bower, yeah.-the guy meeting us here isrich bower? -what you heard? tell me whatyou heard.-just some stories. gossip and shit about all the trouble youguys might have been in. well, you see, that's in thepast now. we dealing with thepresent. -what we gonna do.-actually, cigar, to betotally honest with you,
i can't give you a firm answerto that right now. we'rereally jammed up. what's going on, gov? still negotiating, nigger? -i thought we had a deal.-yo, this is the cat who ownsthe studio, man. -he's trying to take usthrough some...-arnie tishman. feel free to look around. by the way, which library wereyou studying in, anyway? surely you remember the name? no, i don't remember.
oh! she was studying in thelibrary an hour ago, but ask her which one,and she doesn't remember. what the fuck you mean youcan't take care of us, man?what's the problem? -our money ain't green?-don't fuck with cash?you don't like money? -no, no, no. it's not that.it's just...-cash is king, man. what the fuck is wrong withyou? what's up with you man? -who's...-he acting like, you actinglike you on drugs, man. these in here got youbugging the fuck out. -who's your lawyer?-what lawyer's got to do withthis? we our lawyers.
what the fuck? you the policeor something, man? we justtrying to book some studio time. fuck.what the fuck youtalking about my lawyer? like, you don't treat me likeyou do treat, like, everyoneelse. -don't you start withcomparisons.-katie's so perfect. -katie's nine years old.-yeah, but it's like you thinkshe's so perfect, and like i'm just this like disgustingleech that you have. with myfriends, i don't feel that way. i'm having a good day,hanging out with my friends,going to the library and shit, and then you have to go andruin it for me. you cut your first albumsomewhere else. you use thisstudio in the future.
come on, man. we gonna seeyou, man. we'll be back. this is why people be gettinghurt, man. 'cause when you make a personfeel this sortof type of way... -and you shut them out.-wait a minute. is that athreat i heard? we don't make threats, man.we said we'll be back. that's a promise, man. you know, there's a time andthere's a place for this, but i don't think right now,this moment,is the right time. let's just all sit here andlet's enjoy this quail andhave a meal together.
hello? hello wren. hey, charlie. -you lighting up?-charlie? i missed you afterschool all right? so i listened to rae pour outall her boyfriend problems. yo, that's good for rae. i'mglad she's doing that shit. of course i love you, baby. love me? you do?
please. i love you, too. (phone ringing)man: what's up, girl? yo, what's up, rich?what you doing? yeah, i'm going to call youback, okay? -wait a second, charlie...-shut up, i'm going to callyou back... who you talking to that... hello? -yeah.-yo, what's up? what youdoing? you're chiling?
just chiling. did you have fun today? no doubt. guaranteed. yeah, that was nice, right? it was all right.i would go for it again. whenever you're ready. when? okay.
(shouting downstairs) damn. let me go down here andsee what's going on. slow the fuck down, man. -mother fucking d.a.'s son. -calm down. relax, man. fucking relax. rich, come on, man! i got to talk to you about some really important shit. my nigga's gonna wanna see me. so you better tell him that i'm here, man. what the fuck did i expectfrom having this motherfuckerworking for me. rich. i need to talk to you. there's some shit going down.
there is some disrespect going down, and you cannot allow this to happen. just between you and me. -no, me and you and everyfucking body else in here.-this club going down. shit that i need to talk toyou about! i know rich gonna slap the shit out of him. -word up.-and his father's thefucking d.a. -yo, man.-you can't be coming up in myjoint, blowing the spot like that, man. what the fuckis wrong with you? yo, i'm doing this for you,man. i don't do any of thisstuff for myself.
i'm working here for you.you know what i do with mylife. these guysopen up a club in your turfwithout calling you, without asking for any...anykind of any...and nocompensation, nothing. -it's bullshit, man. i th...-so you gonna tell me what'sgoing on at my 'hood? fuck, i know these cats.scotty and erik and all theseother motherfuckers. white cats that i know that areopening up this club in yourfucking 'hood with no calls, with no nothing. i don't thinkit makes any fucking sense atall. what are you gonna do -about it?-what i'm gonna do? what thefuck you mean, what i'm gonna -do? what's your part? you gotthe information, right?-yeah.
so just keep the fuckinginformation coming and you'regonna see what the fuck i'm -gonna do, man.-i understand, i understand. iunderstand what i got to do. -later, all right?-yeah, see, that's what i'mtrying to say to this little knucklehead right here, man.you can't be like...or youcan't act like you looking for rapping. what's up, home? he want to be a rapper. -yeah?-telling him everybody can'tbe a rapper, know what i mean? know what i'm saying?
yeah, no doubt. dean. dean. -like i was saying...how you set? you all right?-what's going on, man? what's up, greta? hi. it's a nice spot, man. what's going down? yeah, cool. you like it? think i'll look outside.
come on. let me show you this.shorty want to be a rapper? -ran into your man, will, onmy way up, man.-that's my agent. -he had a wild look in hiseyes.-we didn't know what he was saying and all, but he lookedlike he had something on thismind. what's up with him? just a white boy trying to be -a nigga.-he even said what's up?to me, man. -fuck all that, man. how'syour game doing?-you got to come see me play some time, man.
young people are always moregiven to admiring what is wildthan what is reasonable. that is a quote. delacroix. iwant to examine today, withyou, the question of identity and is culture involved,and is race a factor? -charlie?-i want to be black. i want toget into the hip-hop thing. raven. i want to go there. times are definitely, youknow, different now.things are different, and obviously now, you seea... a lot of white kids, you know,that...that admire and lookup to the
black community and hip-hopand, you know, and rappers. -wren?-i think if...i think ifpeople are struggling with who they are, i mean that's a bigthing, and being a teenager isthe transition from being a kid to being an adult, andwhen you're an adult, you haveto kind of know who you are. marty? what's not healthy about, youknow, choosing a style? i meansaying, you know, i should treasure my russian heritageand then, you know, get allcaught up with what's going on in russia right now?i don't give a fuck, 'causeit's never gonna affect me. -kim?-you don't want to be whatpeople expect of your race.
you know? like people say,okay, you're white. you haveto be this way. you...you can't walk around and talkwhatever, ebonics, you know.and they're saying...i don'tknow. sometimes, you justdon't want to be...be whatyour race is supposed to be. i'm a little kid, but littlekids go through phases. imean, i like it now and i'm gonna like, stand up for itand be like, yeah, i'm intohip-hop, but you know, when it comes down to it, i'll be overit soon. but for right now,while i'm in school, and while i've got comfort and...andi'm okay, and all my friendsare into it, i can go and hang out with them, and i can goand be a part of that. i cando whatever i want. i'm a kid,
shari? in america. well, first of all, noteverybody in here is white.i'm from the 'hood, i don't want to go back andlive there. i go theresometimes to visit my friends, and they're trying to get out.they want to go on to acollege education. they stay in school and get their gradesso they can get out. and i have friendsthat do want to rap and they rap about stuffso that they can get out ofthe 'hood. they're trying to move up. they all trying to gothere.
i want to leave you with aquote on this subject ofidentity. it's fromshakespeare's othello. iago, who has no identity,says, "i am not what i am." excuse me. excuse me, my nameis sam donecker and this is myhusband, terry donecker... and i am a freelancedocumentary filmmaker. i'mdoing a project on a phenomenon that i've actuallyfollowed throughout america ofwhite high school kids who imitate black hip-hop life,and i would love to includeyou in my documentary. this is something that's reallyimportant to me. i have avision. i want it to be very
-real and raw and honest.-you're looking for peoplelike us? you think you...you think wefit this description? i think you do. yo, what? so you want to know -why we call ourselves niggas?-so you actually use thatterm? the term, niggers? -isn't that a derogatory term,i mean...-no, no. nigger...nigger is aderogatory term. niggas isn't. okay, um... niggas is like, yo, these are
-my niggas.-this is somethingthat people don't...this is -exactly what i'm talkingabout.-we should introduce her to -will, man.-yeah! will! you got to meetwill, his brother. yo, he's -the true nigga.-this is my girl, kim. i'mmarty. that's wren, raven, -wren's girl, charlie.-well, i'm sam. and terry and,um...include me in...in your all right. day, all right? -so you gonna make us famous,is that it?-whatever i can do. that's good.so, where'd you learn how tomake movies?
well, i went to nyu filmschool. yeah, fourteenth is no good.we can do it on the, uh...thirteenth or fifteenth. okay, let's make itthe thirteenth at two o'clock. (doorbell ringing) -um, hold on one second.steve.-arnie. -it is great to see you.-how you doing? good to seeyou. good to see you. -i think you know rich.-absolutely. we met hereyesterday. -and i believe you know cigar.-how you doing?cigar, my buddy. and this is dean. dean's apoint guard on therider basketball team.
you know how much i lovewatching those smooth movesyou got. you know what i'd suggest? foryou guys to go take a lookdownstairs and get a run of -the joint. steve and i willtalk some business up here.-friendly business. this is gonna be big foreverybody. steve, it's a ballto see you, baby. have a seatright over here. i'm so gladyou called and we got thisthing straightened out. these white motherfuckers killme, man. yesterday, me and'gar come in here by ourself. no fucking deal. today, webring another cracker, andit's all good. could you -explain this shit to me?-that's just your reputationpreceding you.
-but that's all gonna changenow.-what i cannot afford is a corpse in my lobby, a biggysmalls, a tupac, a body in myelevator. you know, that's not good forbusiness. -so, what do you think aboutme and greta getting back?-back and forth, back and forth. it's your game, baby.do what you want. whateverturns you on. yeah, she's writing heranthropology graduate thesison race. -good for her.-i think we're really gonnamake it this time, man. let me ask you a question.what do you think thesewhite people really want from us, man? you know what i'mtalking about. whitemotherfuckers out here trying
to imitate us, trying to rap,trying to dress black and allthis shit. bitches throwing pussy all over. what's goingon with this shit? a lot ofpeople just think it's like size. you know, the myth.niggas got bigger dicks andshit. but i don't think that's it, though, man. i think theythink they gonna get some kindof life-force or some shit from fucking with us. had somewhite chicks in the park withme the other day. some preppy little chicks, freaking themoff, you know what i mean?pops is an investment banker, ordersbullshit, central park westliving and all that. shit, i don't know what thefuck she thinks she's going toget from being around me. i'm probably trying to get alittle bit of her information
and see what ican do with it. yeah, but man, let me tell yousomething. white people are asdifferent from each other as black people. you can't justlump them all together likethat. no, the thing i got with greta, it's different. (rap monolog) -what up, kid? what's up,baby?-hi. what's going on? you okay? how are you? -yeah. i'm a little shocked.-you all sneaking up on us andshit.
i'm not sneaking up on you. ican't believe this shit'shappening. yo, we gonna make hits,i'm telling you. -congratulations.-i'm telling you, we gonnamake hits. -where's rich?-rich is right up in the cup.he up there talking to dean. you know? they're not in jail. they'reprofessionals, and they just want to work, and i'd reallyappreciate if we can work herewith you. hey, how are you? what's up, girl?
-yeah. this is like real shit,huh?-just trying to do my biz, -that's all. make a record.you proud of me, baby?-yeah, i'm proud. i just want you to know that i careabout you a lot. if you dofeel like you're going, like -into a bad route...-i know what to do. i'm gonnacome see you and get my blessings. good, then. you know. keep them blessings in yourheart for me, that's all. steve, four words. you've gota deal. thanks. all right, man.
i've...i've got one. i've gotone for us, for...for kim. itsaid something, i...i remember earlier. about idon't want any dick tonight. dirty mouth. just eat my pussy right. -i was, is that, uh...-well, you know that's littlekim. that's a quote, but uh... -yeah, she's a rapper.-but...but that...but that'salso big kim right here. wait, if you're...makingthat sort of assumption, is it that you wouldlike to have a girl eating your pussy,you don't want dickthat night?
-well, i'm just saying like,guys for so long have just been taking what they want,just getting their come on, soit's time girls fucking get -their come on.-what about you guys,huh...sam? i mean you're straight and your husband'sobviously gay. what's thatabout? love. that's what it's about.and my husband is a verysensitive and complex person, -and we're crazy about eachother. right, darling?-absolutely, my angel. i have a question foreveryone. origin of the word,fuck. who knows it? what's the origin of the word,fuck, honey? tell them whatthe origin of the word is. egyptian...
you tell them. seventeenth century, charlesthe one. fornication underconsent of the king. i don't think i cancomfortably be interviewedwith this guy. tell me what theycan offer you.what is it? what is it? what do they offer you?what...why do you want to be involved in it? why doyou want to emulate them? 'cause they're cool. they offer us, like, safety. -safety from what?-safety from...from likeanyone who wants to fuck with
with us. -hey. hi. i'm mark clear.-how you doing? hey, there,bro. -i'm mark.-all right. how you doing,mark? yeah, that's me. you're dean, right? the uh...you're the pointguard on the rider team. yeah. yeah, man. -all right. good luck, man.-good luck with what? what...what does that mean?
-well, basically, that's myway of saying, see you later.-really? that's too bad, 'cause i had -like...something i wanted totalk to you about.-yeah, what's that? i was just wondering if youwanted to make $50,000. ten up front. what are you, some kind ofquiz show host or something? no, man. i'm your future. well, then you got the wrongguy, my man. really, so like the outcome ofsome little rinky-dinkbasketball game
that nobody gives a shit whatthe score is tomorrow is more important to youthan making $50,000 in cash. -i'm starting to thinkyou're serious.-i'm totally serious. i don't know about this, man.this is... criminal stuff you'retalking about, man. criminal in what way, though?it's a crime against thefederal government. it's not a crime against someold woman or, you know,you're not hurting anybody. you're basically hurting thefederal government. don't know if you give ashit about them, i don't.
what they do for youlately? they haven'tdone too much for me. look, here's the thing. i'mwondering. you haven'tgotten drafted yet, have you? no. i'm just wondering, whathappens to youafter you graduate? i've got some moreinteresting things going onthan throwing a game. i'm not trying to talkyou into anything. i mean, if you don't want it,don't take it. what if i turned you inright now? turn me in? i don't thinkyou'd turn me in.
would this be the worst thingyou ever did in yourentire life? what? a few bad passes, a fewmissed layups. who the hellwould ever know? -what's in it for you?-don't worry about me, allright? i'll bet what i wanna beton the game. i'm gonna make a lot moremoney than you will.think about it, all right. and uh, i don't know,tomorrow, if you're around atnoon, time cafe downtown. nine hundred words? no way. ineed at least 1,800. this is a major article i'mwriting, darling. my god, lookwho's sitting there.
it's district attorney king! so, you boyswere playing football? -what's the verdict?-good hands. he's gotgood hands. runs in the family. they see us. billy. there's an odd-looking guywho keeps staring at you.looks like he knows you. maybe he does. i think i should make my wayover and introduce myself toour illustrious d.a.
george wayne,vanity fair. writer. oh! i read your column everymonth. you're wonderful. you're the much loved,much praised districtattorney of manhattan. -oh, i don't know aboutpraised and loved.-and you are sheila king. formerly sheila blair,assistant district attorney,in charge of sex crimes. very good. i interrupted your lunchbecause i was having a meetingwith my editor and we're thinking about doinga story: ten who run new york.and, mister district attorney, you're are on the short listwith the likes of donald trumpand the mayor.
what do you think ofthat notion, young buck? you know, actually maybeyou should interviewsome of his past wives, too. wives? yeah, yeah. he's got two othersbesides this woman here. -okay, marty.-you should meet mybrother, will. he's got a nice resume, too,you know. is will studyingto be a lawyer? actually, on his way to law,but in a different sense.you know what i mean, george?
my son has a vividimagination. -so it seems.-yeah, i got a goodimagination, george. -why don't you call my officetomorrow?-sounds like a great idea. -yeah, we can uh, lock it up.-i like that notion. lock itup. nice to meet you, george. thanks for the intrusion. ciao! goodbye, george! what's wrong with you?
huh? -why...the guy's a journalist.-marty, this is a greatopportunity for your father. why do you fucking care? whatdoes it have to do with you? it's his fucking career. you know i care. i actual... watch your mouth. are you being serious?watch my mouth? since when do you say watch mymouth? since she's around? if you ever disrespect mywife or me in front ofa stranger again,
i will cut you off.go be with your brother. buy you fancy avirex andkangol hats. go uptown.hang out with him. you're scaring me, pop.you're really scaring me. well, then go.why don't you leave right now? go home and pack your bags.move out of our house. what's that supposed to be, apunishment? you bet it is, marty. you playby my rules or you get out.you hear me? support yourself. what would your father say,if he knew you were in bedwith two black women? what do yo mean,"what would he say?"
well he's the d.a. isn't he? he's the d.a. but that doesn'tmean he can fuck with my life. anyway, we don't eventalk to each other. -hey, rich.-you all are ready to play orwhat? that's what i'm talking about. if cultural anthropology is toserve a useful functionin the debate on race, it must eliminate boguscategories like negroid,caucasoid and mongoloid. race must be viewed not as aset of people defined strictly and separated each from theother, but rather as a seriesof color gradations.
the blackest black not nearlyso close to the lightest tan as the lightest tan isto the average normal white. this would not only correctsocially destructive forms ofbigotry which result from race-based analysis, itwould also, to quote henrykissinger, have the additionalvirtue of being true. well what? well? my head is just... forget it.
yeah, go on. like what? -it's just somewhere elseright now. that's all.-you want to talk about it? something happened realstrange today. you can't tellanybody. nobody. you don't trust me? well, i'm listening to theguy, and the way he was comingat me, i didn't... i don't understand what you'retalking about. the guy who approached mewas a gambler. so, what's your point? he offered me $50,000to throw a game.
that's the kind of thing lukeused to do when i was livingwith him. he would bribe players. -why would you want to livewith somebody like that?-like someone like you? what's that supposed to mean? well, he paid bribes. you're gonna take a bribe.what's the difference? should i do it or not? just be true to yourself. we have no absolute sponsor,no liquor sponsors, nothing.
and we're going to open upa club in three days? no, no, we do have a sponsor.we do have a sponsor. what sponsor? celebrity plus modelsequals bash.it's gonna be sick, i promise. get on the phone right awayand check all the rsvps. better stop stressing oryou're going to diebefore you're, like, 25. i want it to be right.slow down. shit. white boys, white boys.white people
let me get a fuckingrepresentative up. who the man in charge here? back up. i want the man in charge. i am you in charge?yeah, scotty. you here with me? yeah.pay attention to him! listen, everybody shut thefuck up and let me handle myfucking business!
white boys came to the 'hood.that's ill! y'all some blindmotherfuckers for trying that. ain't this a bitch, huh? shut the fuck up! yeah, i know where i'm at. you know where you at? i don't think you know wherethe fuck you at. i ain't get no phone callsfrom you or none of yourpeople. i think so. you know who i am?
i need 75% of this joint righthere, 75% me... 25% for you and your guys. what are you giving usfor 75%? who the fuck is you? i thoughthe was the fucking spokesman. this is the fuck from what.you, do you...do youunderstand? turn around and look at him.you fucking understandwhat i'm talking about? if you all don't want thisfucking shit happeningevery fucking five minutes. all right, all right, allright! hey! hey, hey, hey! i i don't know! i...i...i don'thave any money, all right?
-what you say?-it's not my money. it'ssomebody else's money. so why the fuck you stepped uplike you was the fucking manin charge, then? -'cause he is.-'cause i didn't know who youwere, all right? -you wannna be in charge?come here?-shut up, all right? please. -please, please, please?-don't watch my gun, man. gunsdon't kill. people kill. tell this guy.tell him who your uncle is. what the fuck?fuck his fucking uncle! all right. take down hisphone number, all right? what? you all down with themob or some shit?
what you want? my number? hey! can you shut up, man? yeah, your number. five...five...five, 29...75. what's that? i'm sorry. -what was your number?-five...five...five,29... 70 fucking 5. white boys, y'all got heart. tell them rich bower. rich bower.
rich bower? -come to the gym tomorrow.how's that?-what gym you talking about? where tyson trains.-you want to get rickymartined to death, man? you all motherfuckers makesure you get your shit right,man, 'cause i'll be back. tell the boys to reachout to me, huh! (music blaring) (inaudible under music) scotty, man, we had nothing todo with that, dude. what the fuck is going on,scott? you all right? you allright? you know these guys?
-who are those fucking guys?-they're from the fuckingneighborhood. nigger motherfuckers come inhere. who the fuck are they? so we're on? what makes you so sure? you showed up. yeah. i'm here. -did you tell anybody aboutthis?-no. nobody. nobody?
not even your girlfriendor anything? how you know i got agirlfriend? i don't know you have agirlfriend, i just assumedyou have a girlfriend. i mean you're a young man... uh-huh. -so, did you tell her?-why would i tell mygirlfriend? 'cause if you do, we'refucked. you know. youdon't want to fuck me, right? i hadn't thought aboutit, but you know, i think i'llpass on it. seriously, you don't want tofuck me, right?
you're asking me some realstrange questions, man. you know, there's gonna be afuck fest and we're, both ofus, are gonna be fucked if you should say...say anything to anybody. look, man, i don't think youwant to do this. you act likeyou don't want to. so, you want me to say no? want you to say no? i don'twant you to say no. i want you to say whateveryou want to say. i want you...if you want todo it, i want you to do it. if you want to basically takea lot of money to fix abasketball game.
i just want you to be clearwith this. you're committinga felony. you're losing a basketballgame for money. i want to be clear that.i want you to understandyou're breaking the law. if you're fine with that,then i'm fine with that. tell me you understandwhat you're doing here. i know what i'm doing,you got the money or what? i got the ten. i got the ten,then you get the 15,then the 25. where is it? it's in the, uh, it's in thebathroom.
well, it's not in thebathroom. it's in myunderwear. i would go...ithink we should go in thebathroom to get it. i could get it out of myunderwear now. i think we should goin the bathroom and get it outof my underwear. all right, all right, okay.let's go to the bathroomand get your money. let's go to the bathroom andget it out of my underwear. it's crazy. the things we do to throw abasketball game, huh? so?
-hey, man, don't try no funnystuff.-funny stuff? you're like a pervertor something. i'm not a pervert. yo, man, you are a mad strangeman. will you stop fumblingaround and give me the money? i'm trying...what is thatsupposed to mean, huh?what does that mean? mad strange?how do i take this? take it how you want it. what up, what up, what up? how you? chiling.
checked out that clubyou told me about. glad to be of service. what's happening? ah, same old, same old.taking care of shit. you taking care of what? huh?what shit? just coming from down thestreet. smoke alittle weed, see some girls. who down there? just some girls i saw. nothing belonged to me downthere?
four guys, three cows, twosheep, anything you need. you got a sick mind, will. nah. white boy. thismotherfucker come up withsome crazy shit sometimes. fucking d.a.'s psycho son. yo, man. what you been doing? haven't seen you, man. what's up? what's up? hey, will, will.
chiling. chiling. this, right here, this is theinfamous, the will. infamous? hey. sam donecker. that's a big title. nice to meet you. of course, you're infamous.you're fam. of course, baby. -i don't deserve that.-hey, i'm doing a film onyour brother. this is my husband, terry.
hiya. hey. -yeah, she found us...-yeah, we're doing adocumentary. and she's doing like thisdocumentary. ain't you gotyour own friends, man? who are these guys? will youintroduce us? i do, but she's a cute girl. will you introduce us? no? oh shit.
-yo. what up?-we came up here to meetthese people. you came running up to me. where you at? i'll be overthere at the wall, man. the wall? hey, what's the sam: wall? what's the wall?-all right. peace. that's like where they'refrom, where they congregate.it's like their thing. will: no. no. sam: can we go to the wall? scott: of course we can go.will: no, you can't goto the wall.
-don't go to the wall.-we'll go to the fucking wall,it's a free fucking country. you can't go to the wall,don't go there. don't followthem there. why don't you go downtown? i'm not following anybody. why don't you do that? let's go to the wall. why don't you go downtown?i'm from up here as muchas you are. what? what's wrong with thewall? why can't we go to thewall? -yeah, we could go if you wantto go.-let's go to the wall.
why does he got to be sofucking possessive? -we'll take the boat and godown there now.-let's go the wall. my brother's a pretty coolguy, isn't he? are you guys all justimitating a black culture,a black lifestyle? we're not imitating it.we're influenced by it. but did you always have thatway of speaking,that gold tooth? i mean is that the way youwere brought up? whatever. it just happens, youknow what i mean? like if youmoved to london right now, in like two years, you'd betalking like some englishperson.
do you talk like this toyour parents? what do your parents thinkabout the way youdress and talk? they hate it, but theirparents hated what they did. so it is about rebellingagainst your parents? it's about being yourself. it's just about them. it's about just doingwhat the fuck you want to do. want to live forever! sam?
oh, my god! how are you?oh, my god, hi! how are you? oh, my god. you've changedso much. your hair... it's been a few years.i've changed. i have. i'm a filmmaker.i'm doing a documentaryon these kids. what's your name? scott. howdy, scott. how you doing, pal? hmm?
what do you want? nothing, just watching. watching what? the approach to staten island. are you married, are you...? -yeah, i'm married. i liveon the upper east side.-oh sure. -i don't mean to bestrange or pushy or...-well, you are. -or come off like a cushionpusher to you.-you are. pardon?
dude, i don't understand. why do guys always gottacome up to meand try to talk to me? right. i'm not gay. is there a sign on me thatsays "fuck me" or something? -no.-i like dick? 'cause i don'tlike dick. all right? so stop with... -i'm going to my girlfriend'shouse now, girlfriend.-right. what's his name?
you understand? his name. real funny. i'm married, too. actually,that's my husband. you just back up, man.every fucking day,i got one of you freaks coming up to me, tryingto hit on me, man. i ain't with it. i don'tunderstand. what's the deal? do i look gay? am i wearinga fucking g-stringand fucking daisy dukes? it's more of just an energy. do i got a tight shirt on?
do i skip around? i mean, letme know. if you see it, 'causei don't know what it is. i just saw you walk in. ididn't notice if you were... do i walk like feminine orsomething? i don't understand. let me see. give me your walk. i ain't giving you my...didyou see it when i walked in? i wasn't really payingattention then. -what makes you think i'dtalk to you?-there was a certain energy... there was an energy about me? yes.
so there's nothing i can doabout that, then. don't know if it'sinternalizedor if you're... -do you just go up to peoplerandomly and bother them?-yes, i do. i don't mean to bother you. 'cause you're bothering me. well, can you pleaseleave me alone, then? certainly, as i said, scott. okay, so. nice meeting you. -let's leave it atthat. goodbye.-very well, sir.
very well. take care, pal. i don't know about this shit,man. we should be... just trust me on this shit,son. -that's my nigga, brettratner, right here.-rich. good to meet you. -motherfucker directedrush hour.-cigar, what up? i heard your record, man.i'm a big fan.it's just incredible. -i don't make records, sir.-incredible. hesent me the demo. i sent the tape to him
he sent it to me. sent him the cream team shit. why d'you think i'm out here? well, i hope you out here todo work, 'causethat's what we want. oh, hell yeah. i'm here tosell records for you. yo, not to cut you...everytime i call this nigga, he behaving the joint playing. it's a hit. i'm doinghollywood films, you got ahit record, okay? i want to do the video becauseif i do the video, it's gonna cross over.i've never been to statenisland before, okay?
-uh-huh.but i know what you're about, and i would know what yourmusic's about, and i wouldknow what you're saying. right. i respect what he do,but me and him ain't the sametype of people. i'm black. he white. no doubt. i recognize... truth is, i'm white. i'm frommiami, okay? but i love yourmusic. i'm just here to make it lookgreat. that's my job,know what i'm saying? yo, man, he gonna hollywoodizeit for us. he gonna putthe stamp on it... i'm gonna give youthe production value.
exactly. he gonna make it looklike it's hollywood eventhough it ain't hollywood. we gonna take it from the,from the purest form. i know what your audiencewants, and i know how tocross it over the same time. you know what i'm saying? yo, man, all i want to say, man is that, yo, man,my man believe in you,i believe in you. um, excuse me? what's going on? put that camera away, man.
okay. sorry. sam donecker. i'mdoing a documentary, um... rolling up on a nigga with acamera and all this shit. whoyou working with? it's just a camera. i'mjust...i'm working withmyself. i'm just doing a documentary on...thisphenomenon actually that i'vewitnessed all over america. hi. i'm sam. what's your name? brett ratner. oh! rush hour. okay, right. i overheard that you said youwere going to the wall?is this the wall? (indistinct chattering)
adding in more shit. interviewthis nigga, man. throw it onhim. oh, shit! brett fuckingratner! what up, baby? i know you know this cat, man. what's up with you?fuck this nigga right here. i'm gonna do their video. i'mgonna do their video. damn. oh, now i know i got towatch my back, now. analogniggas like that? yo. -yo. what up, kid?come on, man.-what's up with you? yo, what up? rae.i'm gonna start with the rap. you know these motherfuckers?-hell no, i don't know them,
but they bought your record. shit, they got... hey, don't leave me out. hey, what goes on there? -love is law. oh, my god.-this the pesky lady with thecamera right here. i'm doing a documentary.you can respect that?-donecker. name's donecker. yeah. sam. sam's my name. i can respect that. -what you be needs to know?-i want to know about thewall. tell me about the wall.
all right, sam. i'll tell youabout the wall. this wall right here is amonument to two fallensoldiers that lived out here. america is definitely eatingits young. and it's past timethat we did something about it and took responsibilitiesfor our own ways and actions. you know what i mean? that'swhy you got"can it be...all so -it ain't that simple.-you know what i mean? it'snever that simple. that's why after the laughter,there's always tears. you besurprised how many white kids do know what time it is, youknow? and um, the same waywe was taught when we came over here on the slaveships. we teaching now. youknow what i mean?
and i mean the coaches... so who are the slaves today? uh? who are the slaves today?we still the slaves. regardless, the averageworking man is a slave. we're share...croppers. we all share cropping. butthe thing that is...this musicis so influential and so real, there's not a wallbuilt that can hold it down. hey, rich. me and charlie wantto come hang out with you. you all got too much extrabaggage around withy'all for me.
-if we lose our boyfriends,can we come?-what'd i just tell you? i want to go. it's phat. as soon as we get off theferry, let's jump in a cab,and we'll ditch them. maybe we should go getsomething to eat when we getback. maybe little italy. we could go to chinatown so there's only one cab.there's not enough foreverybody. sam: we have to stick withthese kids, terry.
we gotta take two cabs.i'll go with charlie just wanna chill out. let's just go to my house. charlie, wait. we'll talk tomorrow. charlie! wait. i'll go w... sam: i can't find mynose ring. something's fucked up.let's follow them. this shit is fucking bullshit.
get in. go. come on, i ain't got all day,man. you're under arrest. for what? taped voice: i want you to be clear with that. i want you to understand that you're breaking the law. are you fine with that? if you're fine with that, then i'm fine with that. just tell me you understand what you're doing. i know what i'm doing. you got the money or what?
i got the ten. i got the ten, then you get the 15, then the 25. where is it? it's... what you want from me, man? it's in the bathroom. rich? rich. yo. rich is not even...hedon't even...he just... yeah, he's just the biggestgangster in harlem. rich is in entertainment rap,man. he's a mogul.he ain't no street hustler. okay, then. you go to jail.
what's this all about, man? this is about you going tojail unless you give me rich. you're fucked. i'm a fucking new york citydetective, asshole.you're under arrest. you're under arrest.you're fucked. $50.000. you and cigar arrange thatmeeting at the gym for me? i'm okay. you know i handledthat. two o'clock,me and cigar. everybody gonna be there.
-hey, yo! who is it?-wren and marty to see charlieand kim. cigar: hey, yo, don! charlie: oh, shit. yeah, let them in. -what the fuck are they doinghere?-i don't know, but chill, yo. yo, charlie. come on, i wantto talk to you. no. not now. what do you want?what? come on. i want to talk to youplease. no! tell me now. what?
look, can we just talk? what do you...stop it. what doyou want to talk about? -yo, calm down, man.-you know, i thought i couldtrust you. yo, get off it. don't bestarting with him. that's myproblem. i'll deal with it. what do you mean, "don't bestarting with it,that's your problem." it's my problem. i don't evenwant to talk to you,right now. don't want to talk to you now.yeah, all right. just yo, chillout with that bullshit, man. -i thought i could trust you.what is this?-you can. what did i do?
you can come over here. ithought you were going tokim's house. i thought i was going to kim'shouse, too, but whatever, rae. i didn't know that you knewthese people like this. look, we were in the cabrich: what you mean "thesepeople"? and they were talking aboutplace and i've never been...rich: motherfucker. you've never gone somewhere ina cab and changed your mindright then? ever? come on. we didn't even know.we would've...we totallywould've told you. i'm sorry for following... it's like you come in here...
you come in here and you'redisrespectful to everybody.-disrespectful? -to everyone? what? i'mtrying to talk to you. -you know, it was a chill,mellow environment until yourass showed up. it was cool in here. we wereall relaxing. look, you know what? smoking joints, watching tv. you told me you were going tokim's. yeah, and then we changed ourmind. yeah, in the middle of thecab drive.
why are you here? all right, just... let her chill out. come over,help me finish this. chill out. smoke a joint. all right, come on. kim: it's cool. come on. youknow, she's...everybody'sjust a little crazy right now. you know how this shit is. whatever. why you got to begetting involved with myproblems? -what do you mean, why i gotto be getting involved-just chill with shit.
-you always disrespecting me.-you brought your problem tome when you came in my world. so fucking what?you brought your shit here. you're always telling me likei'm some kind of your pussy... whatever. shut the fuck up. you've got to be chiling onthat shit. is that, is that mike tysonover there? yeah, that's mike tyson. youfilming everything and allthat? it's part of the documentary. yo, check the joint out, man.
-hey, yo, give me that shit.-hey, no. what? look, it'spart of the documentary. -film them a second, huh?-you know, i'm not doinganything bad with it. -so what's up, man?-okay. see this is me.this is what i look like let's ask you some questions. -you acting like you're asecret garden or something. is that really mike tyson? yeah, that's mike tyson. -yeah. women in thepaleolithic era. -the golden age. breeders.
yeah. goddesses. they ruled. no one understood procreation. how would anybody knowwithout being told? people just go on being naive and ignorant. yeah. if you think about it,it makes perfect sense. oh, we didn't go to the bookstore. -yeah. yeah, we'll do ittomorrow.- before noon or something. keep well.
yeah, you too. bye. hey, did you know that womenin the paleolithic erawere like... what's the matter? the game didn't work out? i'm fucked. nothing worked out.the guy was a cop. the guy who approached you? the guy who paid me. oh, you took the money.
you act surprised. you thoughti should take the money, too. i said, do what you want, justbe true to yourself. and what was that supposed tomean? oh, that means free will. yourchoice. and you chose to takethe bribe. so, what's theproblem now? you regret it? yeah, i regret it. i gotcaught. but suppose you hadn't beencaught. then what? then you would have felt goodabout yourself, right?
so who you are is really basedon external judgments and notany conviction. are you listening to yourself?i'm in the worst troubleof my life, and you're examining myshit like it's one ofyour terms papers what happened? i guess. he arrest you? what do you mean you guess? well, he didn't want me. he wanted rich.
what did he want? he wanted me to rat out richbecause of all theshit he's doing. and then he'll let you go? that's what he said. i don't know. so what are you going to do? i thought richwas your friend. we grew up together.i mean, he went his way,i went my way. all his shit is aboutfucking with the law.
that's right. and you've been straight. and now you just broke awayand got nailed. so what are you saying?i'm supposed to go to jail? no, i'm just saying be true toyourself. what would you do? doesn't matter. -sorry, are you havinga private moment?-yeah. -excuse me, brother.-i'm sorry, my heart is justpounding right now.
i'm just so excited to justmeet you and stuff and...and if i could have a minuteof your time, just to tell yousome things that i'm... that i feel,it would be wonderful. what can i do for you,my friend? i'm terrence donecker. what can i do for you? i um, i'm sorry. i'm sonervous. i met you...in...uh...theversace store... in...los angeles a while back,and i was a little drunk.
-i don't know you.-no, i didn't say that we kneweach other. i'm saying that i had met youbefore and i wanted toapologize if i said anyth... you don't even remember? well, i don't remember. good. 'cause i...i barelyremember myself, so good,okay...good. whatever. okay, man. okay. okay. i had a dream about you. this is what i wanted...thisis why my heart's racing,i'm so fluttery...
if i seem strange, well i...i'd like to apologize. i had a dream about youtwo weeks ago. it's so funny because you werewearing a shirt a lot like theshirt you're wearing now. and in the dream... listen... (sighs) i'm on parole,brother, please. please, just, just... right. am i annoying you? i'm just having a peacefulmoment here, please.
okay. well, in the dream, youwere holding me. that's all... oh, god! steady, fella. you fucker... steady. motherfucker! motherfucker! sam, are you getting this?are you getting this? don't fuck with me like thatagain, motherfucker.. ow, ow, ow!no, no, no! don't! i've had it with this shit
oh, god! what are you doing? don't fuck with me! you hearme, cum drinker? oh shit! all right. are you dumb? i'm sure mister tyson wouldrather speak to so manyother people right now. um, i'm sam. please, ma'am. are you all right? please
you got it on tape, right? -uh yeah, all right.-that isn't right. you ain'tright. listen, i don't know anythingabout this white fag shit yourguys...you white guys. listen, i'm from a differentculture. i'm... -steady on the assault andbattery.-i'm actually interested in... i was in a penitentiary,now, you know what i mean? they say i raped somebody,so just... you know, it's...you wantto talk to me about it? -oh, no. that's okay.-i'll take your wordfor it. can i just...
they put you underneath thepenitentiary for the whitewomen. i...i just can't... there's a difference? isthere a difference? i mean,what's the difference between the white womenversus black women? i don't trust no white bitch.not so done got me up thereand got me with that other... do you want me to turn it off?do you want me to turn it off? -listen, stop, please, now.-okay. would you like me toturn it off? yes. okay. yes? okay, it's off. please. you're not dealing with aanimal. this is not a study ofanimals.
-it's off. it's off. okay?-please allow me to...justleave me here, please. -please.-can i just introduce myselfto you? in all honesty, i'm a fan. i really. go ahead with that uh, strangeindividual wherever he... -i don't think he meant anyharm. i really don't.-hey, buddy. you all right? mike, you better have yourfucking wallet over there withyou, man. who's name? the cop?
mark clear. what does he look like? what difference does it makewhat he looks like?just curious. just curious. he looks like what he is. so what are you gonna do now? i mean you're definitelybeautiful to look at. you really believe that? yeah. why would i say that?
think i want you madat me for lying? i'm not gonnalie to you. i wouldn't be angryat you, 'cause no one everexpressed to me that i was that i was gorgeous or... but you are. you really are.come on. you've got beautiful you've got beautiful eyes. really? -so are you, and i'm in thephone book.-really? uh-huh. sam donecker. donecker.
you all was loving it. hold on for a minute. hey don, a chick named gretawants to holler at you. greta? what the fuck she want toholler at me for? what thefuck is going here? are you okay, honey? 'causethat was great stuff... rich right here. speak to me. listen, rich, i've got to see you right away. for what? what's on your mind?
not on the phone. you're in a lot of trouble. i want to help you, but you have to come out and meet me. what do you mean, i may be ina lot of trouble? what the fuck you gonna helpme with? be at the roger williamshotel, room 406, in one hour. meet you at a hotel? that's right. why you can't tell me overthe phone? just be there. trust me.
let's get this shit straight. ain't no funny businessgoing on up ahead, now. me and my man, dean,been down for too long,since we was kids. like five years old,you know what i'm saying? -what the hell? come on, baby,i'm trying to take a piss.-go right ahead. -so you think dean'syour friend?-yeah, he's my friend. and what would you do if youknew that dean was approachedby a gambler and offered $50,000 to shave pointson a game? shit, fifty thousand? i'dprobably tell him to take it.
i'd take it, depending on thecircumstances. what would you do if youknew that he took that money,threw the game, then found out that the gambler wasn't reallya gambler, but a cop? then i'd say dean got troubleon his hands. and suppose the cop wasn'treally after dean, but afterhis friend, rich. and dean decidedto sell him out, have him go to jail so hecould stay free.then what would you do? shit. i'd have to bedouble-platinum, 100% sure before i even thought aboutdoing anything.
is that right? you can be. so what would you do? -might have to do something tohis girl.-like what? -depends. whatever turned heron, whatever excites her. and what about dean?what would you do to dean? don't worry about dean. take a break. you hungry? you know what? we'll go getsome pasta. i'll take youto scores tonight.
i want to go there. i neverbeen there. will you take me there,please? 'cause i need togo there. -get a nice bite.-only thing i got to do is gohome and see my wife, get my morning run, take mykid to school and come backand go to the gym. oh. then we'll go there. the guys are here, chuckie. what's going on, man? what's up, my man? all right.
-how are you?-hey, rich, chuck. this iscigar. my friend, chuck. -how you doing?-that was some crazy shitlast night, huh? -that weird-ass whitemotherfucker.-just came to get some wisdom. wisdom, yeah, really?tell me about wisdom. now that was damn wisdom. i've made too many mistakesto be a man knownfor his wisdom. except you can't make the samemistakes twice and shit. knowwhat i'm saying? i made quite a few. not thesame, but i always getthe same consequences. -pain.-shit, all this shit boilsdown to pain.
it's like, you know that cat,dean and shit. he got arrestedfor some bullshit, and he kind of like, trying tostagnate my process,know what i'm saying? via where i came from as towhere the fuck i'm going. that's a age-old story,brother. -deceit, treachery.-dude is in a squeeze whereit's like, yo. he gonna get me rocked so hecan save himself, basically. he gonna try to, it's likethis police businessand all that shit. all right, so this is whatyou're telling me. listen,this is what uh... i'm deciphering from your...your vernacular.you fucked with a nigger.
he got in trouble and he toldon you. i got two possibilities, mike. i can kill the motherfucker ornot kill him. if i don't killhim, i'm going to jail. what...what's yoursuggestion? what should i do? you have a problem withsomebody, you have tosolve the problem. take care of the problem.you're angry and you'reangry about people that you feel that's betrayedyou, but if...if you're not willing to be nice to somebodyconstantly, then youshould kill them,
'cause if you're not nice tothem and you have them around, once you empower them, they'regonna kill you or hurt you. so you're telling me i shouldgo ahead and murder the dude. oh, whoa, whoa! my friend,i said nothing of the sort. i'm too fastidious with mywords. i choose themvery carefully. what i said is you have aproblem, deal with therepercussions of it. are you willing to deal withthe responsibility of going toa penitentiary? i've been there. you don'twant to go to prison. random strip search,random kick in your ass,having dogs look up your ass.
you know what i mean? somepervert guard playing withyour asshole and your balls. -is that what you want?-you're fucking with words,man. -i'm not playing with words.-i know you're very articulateand all that, but oh, my god. come on, we're from the samemotherfucking part of town,man. i ain't even understand thatwhatever the fuck word it wasyou just said. i'm trying to get to thepoint. in other words,in other words, a bug needs to be stomped on.
but listen, i loveyou there, brother. alwayswill love you. like dean, too, but your guychose this life, um, deal withthat problem. you should come with me toscores. they got good pasta. come on, man, i got a fuckingheadache, you'retalking some fucking scores. well, shit, man. that couldrelieve your headache. i'm out of here. got to go, got to go. cigar, what up, man?you ready?let's make moves, man. see you tomorrow night, mike.
what up, chuck? fellas. what's up, rich? mister roberto, talk to me. listen, right, there was sometrouble the other night in theclub with him and him? fucking right it was trouble. first of all, boys, this is mynephew, scotty,and that's frank. -yeah, and?-okay, so tell me whathappened. -i'll tell you what happened.-i want to hear this. he triedto take half. the club's getting opened upin my neighborhood,
neighborhood i been in allthese years of my life. twenty block radius thereof me and my cool rule. we're gonna work somethingout, me and you, 'cause i gotsomething else i want to do a later, but asfar as this thing's concerned,it's all straightened out. we'll take care of it.shake hands with nephew. -shake hands. comeon, rich. shake hands!-on what? what uh...? shake hands! don't, come on! all right! no more problems, no more.there's not gonna be no moreproblems.
-we'll work it out. what wegot to do, okay?-all right. all right, guys. i'll see youat the opening. just remember man,this is not a game. next time, you go tohim first. why did you make me lookfucking stupid, i want to know next time, you go to himfirst. let him make you... i look like an asshole now,this guy comes in here andcalls me soft! i do business with him.you got it? i do business,he's a good guy! -he's a good guy!shut the fuck up! shutup! what are you talking...
just shut up and let him talk! (traffic noises ) (indistinct arguing) hi. excuse me. excuse me, areyou inspector deck? -yeah.-well, it's really nice tomeet you. i'm sam donecker, i'm a really big fan. thisis my husband, terry donecker. hey. want to do me a favor andintroduce me to your friends? i'm heading out overthere anyway, know what imean? you want to introduce me?would you mind?
i really appreciate it. this is sam. love, love, love. everyone, it's sam. yeah, sam. nice to meet you. we were talking about how yourmusic actually influences kidstoday. sticks. sticks. why sticks? that's what i do every night.
what does that mean? that mean don't let me catchyou on a late night walkingaround... what's going on, billy?how you doing?you all right? yeah. how do you like theclub? looks good, right? right? looks nice. nice. -rich, how are you?-calling on you for that favorright about now that we... you got it. what is it? noproblem. what do you got? got a kid in the club, dean.i need to get him hit.
i need one of your boysto take care of it for me. -tonight?-tonight, man! right now!in here! rich, it's opening night. youwant me to kill the fuckingguy? let the place warm up acouple of weeks. give me afucking break. -listen, listen...-i want you to do it rightnow. listen, guy will be here intwo days. you can't wait twodays? i ain't got two days, man.fuck it, i'm going to dealwith it right now. what do you want me todo? kill the guy myselftonight? i'm gonna deal with it, man.don't even worry about it.
do you feel exploited by it? -yeah, man. that shit isbullshit, man.-really, why? -it's a crock!-what's bullshit about it?what's a crock about it? what? you know what it's like? it's like...it's like, themotherfucking, the big...asstourist bus that be riding through harlem. looking at uslike we motherfucking ondisplay and some shit. so you're saying that youcannot know itunless you live it. gentlemen, what's the word?
i just can't think of it.it's just too weirdthinking about it. -a tumor festering in mybrain.-that's true. help. this is...sorry.i'm so scared. come on, i'm just trying tohave fun, too.i thought we share. we do. we share. come on, let me hit that, letme hit that, let me hit that. -um, a little bit too much todrink tonight?-what is that you're wearing? this? no, the cologne.
it's aramis. get out of here. -it's a throwback. youremember aramis, don't you?-that's the same that i wear. come one. you're shitting me. i swear to god. oh, my god. is that just nuts? she's gone. who cares? she was pretty smart.what's your name again? terry. terry donecker. what'syour name?
casey. it's nice to meet you. oh, it's my pleasure. where the fuck you been at,white boy? i've been lookingfor your little ass, man. man, watch the 'do. come on, your 'do is fucked upanyway, man.stop this bullshit. what's up, yo? what do youthink of the digs? shit is right. it's right, right? what's up with you, though?what's going down?
-chiling, chiling, i'mfeeling this vibe. chiling.-feeling it? you feeling it? hi, everybody. hi muffy.how you been, baby? muffy? who's this? her mom? watch my coat. you borrowed my coat! that's my coat, not yours. i'm um, sam donecker. -sam?-i'm doing a documentary,on your daughter and oh, really?
all of her friends. it's like about how, like,we're all into hip-hop andshit. i got some serious shit i needto really get at you. well, i'm the one. i'm theone, man. what you need? you the one for what?you don't even know whati'm talking about. i deal with the serious shit. what one are you? i take care of the seriousshit, yo. you're live like that?
i'm live like that. -your balls look kind of smallto me, playboy. that's 'cause these pantsis big, yo. yeah? i need you to do somethingfor me and shit. i'm the one. what you need todo? what's going on? you sure you up to it? depends on what it is, but,you know, most of the time, i can deal with what youneed me to do.
depends on what?what the fuck you mean,"most of the time"? what the fuck it depend on?either you with itor you ain't. i'm with it. what you need meto...what? you...you up to do a murder? damn, yo, this is a fuckingclub, man. what you talking... don't give me this clubshit, man. i don't givea fuck about that. what the fuck, man?you up for it? who do you need to getmurdered? dean.
whoa. whoa. i don't know aboutthat, man. what the fuck, man?dean's like... what do you mean you don'tknow? i thought youjust said you with it. i am with it, man. i am withit, but what the fuck, yo?dean is like your boy. he's like my boy. what'sthe fuck's up with dean? what the fuck you mean? whathe did to me is not important.i thought you was down for me. so you need me to do thisright away?what the fuck, do you think? yeah, i need you to do itright away. i need you to dothis shit now. all right. it's done. i'll doit. i'll do it for you, noproblem. it's done. you gonna do it?yeah, i'm gonna do it. i saidi would.
-remember me?-what's up, baby. how youdoing? -what the fuck is going on?-what do you mean,"what's going on?" what are you talking about? what is going on? don't act like you don't...i know what the fuckis going on. i've seen you walk aroundthis club four times, you're having these littleconversations with people.what is this? look me in the eye. what thefuck is going on? you're fullof shit. i can tell. fucking silencer. what thefuck am i doing?
pop! that's what the fuck ireally ought to do. this one is mine, right.this one is mine. (phone ringing) you ready? yeah. ready? -ready to roll. you time's up, pal. there's a lot of stuff about rich that i don't even know, man. you got enough on him, just like i got enough on you. -where you gonna be at eight o'clock? -the gym.
-i'll be waiting outside. -i'm gonna make a lot of enemies out of this shit. my heart's breaking for you, dean. nah, man. i'm not playing. you ain't playing?you finished? i'm finished for the day. stay the fuck right there.don't fucking move. yo, yo, relax. you fuck! stay right there! -what's up with this?-you know what the fuck youdid.
look, you don't understand.you don't understand. you know what you did. you don't want to do this. don't try and fuck myfucking head. you stay rightfucking there. let me and him talkabout this. rich don't want to talk toyou! -you gonna shoot me?-shut the fuck up,and back up! don't you fucking come upthese stairs, man. fuck. don't let him getin your head.
don't you try and fuck myfucking head. you don't understand, man.you're making a big mistake, don't you take another fuckingstep, dean! look, me and you will talkabout, all right. -swear to god, i'm gonna popyou.-don't let him do it? -don't let him do this.-you stay right fucking there.fuck you! stay the fuck back. fuck you, dean. relax. fuck you.
just relax. (gunshot) detective units, we got areport of a homicide at arider basketball court. one, eight, seven. all unitsin the vicinity,please respond. again, we've got a report of apossible homicide. city riderbasketball court. one, eight, seven. possiblehomicide. please respond.thirteen eighty sixty...one, thirteen a, 61, 13 victor 6. what's so urgent. what's so urgent?
yeah, urgent. remember? that'sthe word you used. yeah. hi. hi. you want to start out likethat? i mean, what do you... no, hey, hey, hey.what is this? i mean... i mean, this is our... this is our...does this placebring back any... doesn't it conjure upany old... no. what is this about, luke? that guy.
what guy? the guy...what's his name. the basketball player. dean. his name's dean. right. was. dean what do you mean, "was"? he's dead. you didn't know that?you didn't hear it onthe news?
you know what fascinates me? it's really...it's...it's veryinteresting to me that, here'sthis guy that's weak, greedy, fucking corrupt asshole thatyou fall for, that you leaveme for, and you get all crazy about, right? and then i tellyou he's dead, and you haveless reaction to it than, uh, than if i told you, like asquirrel had been hit by avan. you know about this? -no, i don't.-don't lie, 'cause i can tellso easily when you're lying. -how was he killed?-i didn't say he was killed. isaid he was dead. -yeah, you did.-no, no. i said he was dead. inever said he was killed.
-no, it was just the way youwere saying it.-you're lying to me, right? -you're lying to me. you knowabout this, don't you?-what? i never said he was killed.i said he was dead. did you have something todo with this? -no, did you?-no. i have noth...what, what?no i can't believe we're evenhaving this conversation. see, i wish we could, like,get together some time andtalk about us. how was he killed? he was, you know, shot infront of his locker, 'cause he
was a weak, greedy, scumbag,bribe-taking motherfucker.that's why how would you know that? how would i know that? there's a lot of stuff iknow that you don't know. after you became a detective,did you change your name? to what name? you fucking rich bower? you're fucking bower, right? right? right? dean told you,let me get this straight.
dean told you, then you wentto rich bower because itturned you off that dean would be so weak, right, to actuallyopen up to you. just likewhen i left, you considered it weak that i would dosomething to change my life,right? to actually turn my life around. that's weak. you're so fucking twisted, doyou know that? don't you get it? god.you haven't changed. you're thesame guy, except that now,you're hiding behind a badge. so when are you gonnacome back to me? why is that so crazy?
newscaster: in local news,the killer of city ridersenior, dean carter is still at large.police continue to investigatethis tragic shooting. carter was found dead on the stairsoutside his locker room with agunshot wound to the chest. if you have any informationrelating to this incident,please call our crime watch hotline. five five five, onetwo three four. that's fivefive five, one two three four. right now, it's time to checkour weather. once again, it'll be mildtonight, with very comfortabletemperatures in the mid-fifties and a slightbreeze out of the west. did you know i got locked upin memphis?
for what? what the fuck youwas doing? -being black, son.-you're right about that.shit, you in the south, boy. never forget where the fuck,what time it is, and where youat? i was in the middle of thestreet, signing autographs, nigga pulled up,i pulled it off to the side. came back, he just maced meover the top. maced me. sprayed me right inmy eyes. shit was burning,face on fire. damn! and he locked me up afterthat. them bad dogs, youunderstand?
what's up? you got up out ofthat shit. one day served. i serve mynight, went to see the judge. the night for what? the night for obstruction oftraffic and motherfuckingresisting arrest. that shit was bad, but theydid it 'cause i was black,trust me. that's where martin lutherking got killed there. peace black. i will. chill.
loving you. whoa, shit. -fuck that, bite the ear andshit.-my nigger. -look what you did, son.-my niggas is burning eachother up, dropping this shit on my rug. what the fuck?damn, man! come on, man. i'mlucky, you all know i got cashpool man, yo, tyson. my nigga! yo, what's up. yo, man. what's up? you got thesecats disrespecting your crib?what's up?
no, that ain't no disrespect.it was an accident, brother.you know how i play the game. it's all over the place aboutthat thing we discussed in thegym. when you moved on this kid?everything clean? you tookcare of that on your own? -i hired somebody to do theshit.-hired who? -this kid.-a brother member, a familymember? i mean, shit, not your brotheror my brother. kid, that's a bad move, man.you're playing dirty pool. what are you talking about,kid? you can't send no child to doa man's job. you're supposedto handle that on your own.
soon as he needs a fix orsomething, you're burned man? -nigga don't get high, man.-would he tell you that? youdon't know nothing about him. and i'm justtrying to save your ass. you out here telling me,"i got somebody to..."-save my ass? come on, man. i'm fuckingtaking your advice. i know, but you wasn't manenough to do it by yourself. come on, man. you had to be a man. when you make moves, you gotto do it...all right, listen.
come on, man. you insultingmy, assassinating mycharacter, man. assassinating your character? insulting my manhood. -no doubt, man.-you got some kid you don'tknow, i don't know. i know him! -yes, hi. is this districtattorney king? -yes, it is . i'm mark clear. i'm a detective with then.y.p.d., sir, i haveinformation about your son, will, that i'd like to meetyou about.
what information are we talking about? it's very important, i thinki should meet you in person. i'm free from 2:00 to 2:30 tomorrow afternoon, all right? no, tomorrow isn't good.i'd say, uh, in about an hourwould be the best time. right away would bereally good. i think youshould drop everything you're doing right now and, uh, meetme. if you know what i mean. what's up with your friend,charlie? she ain't want noneof this dick today? -she's angry at you.-what the fuck is she angryabout? -because of the other night.-other night? what happenedthe other night?
you disrespected her. she got what her handcalled for. anyway, you think i can'tsatisfy you by myself? why don't you let me show you? you can show me. but i stillthink of you and charlie as ateam. think of me as me. charlie gother own problems. mr. king. hi, i'm mark clear. can i see some identification? i'm a detective with thefifteenth precinct.
-i have some photographsthat i'm going to show you.-photographs? you heard about the murder ofthat basketball player, dean,from city. great. of course. i've heard of it. i'll be prosecuting the caseas soon as we catch thekiller. can i see the photos? those were taken about twominute after your son, uh,shot and killed the victim. i don't want toarrest your son. -does anyone else know aboutthese photographs?-uh, nobody. redemption.
i'm a d.a. i'm not a priest. that's why you can help me. a priest can't help me here.let me tell you just alittle about myself. my dad is a lawyer, okay?he's a very liberal lawyer. my mother was involved invoter registration in thesouth in the sixties. she put her life on the linefor causes that she reallybelieved in. i went a different way. ibecame a gambler, i becamea cheat, i stole. i did everything wrong.don't know if i was rebellingagainst what they were. i don't know what the hell itwas, but i also was verycreative as a kid.
i actually made guitars,and i made my own clothes. i'm very good with my hands.i can talk my way in and outof different situations, and it's gotten me intotrouble a lot in my life.it's also... i've done incredibly wellfor me. for... have you ever heard of,saul of tarsus? do you know who that wasin the bible? he became st. paul,the apostle. they said he was anepileptic, and he had thisincredible conversion. all of a sudden, he decidedhe wasn't going to persecutechristians,
he was gonna become achristian, like the mostzealous christian ever. about six years ago, i had abig change in my life.i had this zeal... i decided to become a cop. i had this girlfriend who wasnot even a fucking girlfriend. she was more like the onlywoman who i ever loved, youknow? she was just really fuckingwith my head, you know, i think she got off on thefact that i was a criminal,and then when i had a change in my life, wheni decided, i'm going todo something. i'm gonna persecute thesefuckers, wheni became this new guy,
who i am now, she couldn'tdeal with it. she fucking...she left. she left and she, you knowwhat? and, by the way...-what do you want from me? -i've been trying to explai...-i'm leaving in one minute.what do you want from me? i want to explain to you that,before i became a cop,like i said, i was a gambler. i gotinvolved in some verysituations. okay? and there's one situation thati got involved with that iscoming back now, that's gonna comeacross your desk. there's aguy named jimmy fordo. -there's a basketball fix. andi've changed...-i know the case. -okay.-i think i understand whereyou're leading...
do you? 'cause it's a reallysimple solution to thisproblem here, right? i can help your son out. youcan help me out. we can helpeach other. i don't know, you see... what you don't... know about my son and meis that... we're not close. he's your son. will and i, we haven't seeneach other for two years. i don't know if i want tohelp will.
and i know i don't wantto help you. uh, but i will have to speakwith my son, and i will needsome time. all right. okay. i think you wanna... i don't wanna tell you how tolive your life, but i thinkyou should help your son. i think i could help youhelp your son. what are you doing here? what's up with you? why areyou out here like this? i don't want those fuckinghands on me right now, okay?don't know where they been.
-what do you mean?-what's up with you andwhite girls? me and white girls? -there you go with thisnonsense.-you said you'd never go there come on, you acting like it'smy girl or something. what youtalking about? i just happen to walk in andsee a fucking white bitch withhair down to her ass and blue eyes with some grannyunderwear on with fuckingflower prints on them. i mean, we're not married ornothing. i don't see no ringon your finger or on mine. i'm just trying to give you areality check on how you'reliving right now, and it's foul.it's disgusting.
-why don't you come hereand make my house your home.-it's not about me. what you mean it's not aboutyou? i told you how i felt a longtime ago. you're used goods. i don'twant to be with you.-i'm used goods. you know what you need?you need to, like, go inside. you need to do some fuckingsearching. figure out who youare before it's too late come on. can you pop the trunk, please? hi, richard. how are you?
thank you. great. thanks. okay, there we go. great.see you in a week. thank you, stanley. we're off to the south. honey. i...i...i'm not sure. oh, please. -come on, don't be...don'tdo this.-i'm not sure that i'm going. -no, don't do this again.every time we fly.
-or maybe i'll go, but maybe ishould go, just go solo. solo? what's the matter withyou? come on, get in the car. i'm not going. you are going. now, stop it. this is crazy. i'm tired ofliving this lie. every time we go down there,we pretend, pretend, pretend. oh, stop it. just get in thecar. just get in the car,okay? don't! i'm a cum guzzler.mike nailed it.
-stop it, okay? just stop it.-i don't want to pretendanymore don't pretend, then. i'm gonna let my... richard! i'm gay! he doesn't care, trust me. richard's known. richard, what do i do?she's out of town, there'sboys in here. -stan, am i a fag or what?-stop it. stop it! hey, sowhat? you're a fag! -who the fuck cares?-it's clear, everyone knowsbut you!
-you won't even admit it!-of course i do admit it, iadmit everything. -i'm fine with it.-can you pop the trunk?i'll be going solo, richard. -i am so fine with it. stop.-you stay here. get a life.get a man. -i've got a life.-you were so into mike theother night. -what? are you fucking crazy?-you want a big black man, nota little, stingy queen. didn't you see how scared iwas? i was doing that for you. i was trying to save him fromhurting you. you're the onethat was excited about it. you're in denial. i'm takingyour bags out. -don't project onto me.-can you just pop the trunkagain real quick?
please don't do this.what, it's like the day of the dolphin , right? where you say you don't loveme. pa says he doesn't lovethe dolphins so they're safe. pa loves cock. sorry. i don't get it. i just don'tfucking get it. fucking just go. keep fuckinggoing. i hate this. just go, go, keepfucking going. he'll come back. i really feel spooked aboutthat kid, will, man.
i think he's gonna be a threatto us down in harlem. pop? sit down. -number one, the motherfuckingnigga pops is the d.a.-forget about that, cigar. we got to get away from thatkind of thinking. all thatshit is in the past, man. only hits we doing is on wax,man. we ain't killing nobodyno more. you all understand? a police officer, uh, tookthese photographs. he doesn't want you. what he wants is...
he has a case that's comingbefore me,where he's indictable. he wants me to throw the caseout. cigar, you know that white kidwasn't right for that shit. yo, man. let me tell you. you know that. there is no way i'm lettingyou go to jail. we're going to have a newbeginning, you and i. we can't do this shit, man.we're not doing it let me take the standsfor all of that, man.
'cause he acting like we don'tknow what time it is, like i don't see you workinga nigga, or what youneed to work him for. a detective mark clear. -hey, yo, whatever rich say...- bower? this is detective mark clear. now, listen to me very carefully. i know what you did. - i know everything you did.-i don't know what you'retalking about. no, no, no. shut the fuck up and listen to me, asshole. you may think you got away with what you did, you may think that, oh, my life is free now, right? it isn't. sometimes people are lucky. they get a second chance. i got a second chance.
i'm saul of fucking tarsus. i got a second chance. i'm not gonna blow it. you're gonna blow it. maybe not right away, but you will. and when you do, i'm gonna be right there to nail your fucking ass. i'm going to annihilate you, asshole. you're going the fuck down. i'm so fucked up. in the paleolithic era, peoplebelieved that the female bodywas sacred. because it was creating lifeon its own. they didn't make a connectionbetween the sexual act and a child being bornnine months later.
so, for thousands of years,people considered that menwere unnecessary. yeah, okay.i know that's right. they were decoration,and women were everything. they still are, baby.they still are. everybody looks great.your hair, makeup. what up, son? fucking right man. -what's up, bro?-nice to see you, man.how you feel? i'm happy you're here.
you happy i'm here?your face ain't saying it. i'm your man.i'm happy you made it. it's like, now, there ain't noboundary. we all in ittogether, man. black people, white people, asians,you know what i'm saying? indians, whoever.know what i mean?looking on tv, seeing japanese casts hopping around doinghip-hop singing, your record.it's a japanese cigar up there you ever thought of that? i don't think a lot of peoplewanted this shit that reallyexists like that, man. and they have no control overthe shit. nobody can managehip-hop, man.
hip-hop is just fuckinghip-hop, man. got your morals and yourcommon sense, and you got tobring out the true talent in it's all about getting up.don't be afraid.
