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Greetings and love.

To one and all.

In I presence I-preme
coverage of I heights.

Love for everyone everywhere.

It is known that the cooperation
of all colors of people...

voice the decision of I heights.

Free everyone...
liberate fully everywhere.

Now everyone just cooperate
with the love of I heights to survive.

Knowing that in this world...
war is explosive.

The ways of the One solve the problem
in the heights of I coverage in full.

So it is I-rey. Loveful heights.

-Wha'ppen, Trusty?
-Nothing, Horse.

The man have everything?

Me no have the full
three hundred dollar.

Me broke you know, Rasta.

You can hold two hundred.

Two hundred? I-man hold that.

You is a hard paying man, you know.

Remember, I want fifty percent.

No worry about that.
Me pay the man forward.

Seen-I.

Me broke you know, Rasta.
What happened about the money?

Me and Tommy and Bobby and
Marquis a work up a tune now.

The man know the session business.
Twenty dollar a side I and I get.

The man played two LPs for Bunny Wailer...
me know that.

Who tell the man that?

Me know it from a bigger source.

What you want the money to do?

Dirty Harry, things are hard.
Me gonna buy a bike.

What you do with the bike?

Distributing... me sell records.

Me don't like the way the business go.

That's true, me brethren.
That's progress.

I give you the money.
I support that to the fullness.

Control this.

Right now, me gonna buy a bike
upon this business.

-Wha'ppen, Madgie?
-Nothing.

You got no food there?

-What... you got no food?
-Me never knew you coming to dinner.

You never know me coming for dinner.

No food. I'm serious.

Madgie, put them on them bed, man.

Stop jumpin' on the bed now.

What happened to the money you say
you give me... to buy a bike?

What do you mean foolishness?

We have more important things to think about,
not to buy a motor bike.

Me no like how you go on so selfish.

Look how long I live
and you still move so selfish amongst I.

I am going to give you that money,
not because I promised you...

but I want to see what you're going
to take that motor bike and do...

because I know you're going
to broke your neck off it.

Broke my neck.

I-man gonna be the hardest
salesman around town.

Me like the way you set me up.
Strictly... no joke business.

Don't feel no way. Don't vex.

-You have your lunch money?
-Yeah.

-All right, bye bye.
-Bye bye, Daddy.

You no go to work?

No, me no work today.

Moreover, me have no money.
You take all the money to buy a bike.

Just cool... me have money.

The youth don't ask you for food.
Them ask me for food.

Me know what I do. I gonna make it.

You take all the money to buy a bike.

How you know you not lose
more money than you earn...

and then drop off of that bike?

-Wha'ppen, Jah Tooth?
-I-rey Horsemouth my drummer.

I-man want to buy a bike.

This is a nice skate...
It'd suit you as a drummer.

This bike you can get
for seven hundred dollar.

Seven hundred gonna do it.

Me no have that amount of money.

A good bike.
Not even three months old.

Five hundred dollars I-man have.

Just come with seven.

I bet him have more money than that.

Search him, Leggo.

Me don't have more money.
Just give me the key, Rasta.

-I-man gonna ride.
-The man not ride upon my bike.

-I-man your key brethren.
-Key brethren... Cha.

Robber... go away.

Jah Wise, you hear I now?

I-man go hustling out on the forward.

So hear I out now.

Just paint up a Lion
for the-I. Sight?

I-man want a flag. Sight?

I-man want a Lion of Judah
marked upon it. Sight?

Seen, Rasta.

For I-man a hard salesman out there.

Hustling, Dirty Harry.

Hustling like raindrops.

Wha'ppen, Jack Ruby?

Bum Cloth... rest man.

I-man just beg the man a hustling.
Why you handle I so?

Me no like the way the-I handle me.

When I mix music,
the man can't disturb I.

I come to deal with the-I.
Right now, records me sell.

Me know the-I are
the hardest producer...

and me want to do
delivery work for the-I.

The man feel him can sell records?

What you mean, Jack Ruby?
Me are the hardest out there.

All right. I'll make the man a deal.

I'll give the man
twenty five cents per album.

Remember, the man owes me
money for the last session.

Oh, the Friday there.

I make the man have it now.

The man love I-man transport?

Just hold this for me.

Got a lot of fire in it, Rasta.

Hey, Leggo, don't hold up my boss time.

Don't come up to town.
You getting out of business.

-Watch it man.
-Behave your mouth.

-My boss, how you do?
-I'm all right, what do you want?

Don't fight me down... just give me
two hundred of your thing.

I don't give record... I sell record.

Me make a deal with you.

I play on two LPs for you...

just give me a box...
or two hundred of your thing.

Look man, let me tell you this.

I have my drummer that I pay
weekly to play drums.

You just go on back and play your drum.

Brother Joe...
you no see me's a sufferer?

All right, all right stop talk.
I am going to give you one chance...

...and if you blow it, you'll never
even walk through that gate again.

I am going to give you two hundred records...

...and when I give you
these two hundred records...

you just take it and go on.

And you make sure you come back to me
and this deal you signed in my book. Right?

Yes'm boss.

-Wha'ppen, Horsey?
-Sister Aloma.

-The-I sell record now?
-You learn.

Hardest salesman around town.

Me listen to one now?

Now hold on to this.

Rasta, me don't have nothing
to play this upon.

I-man sell fruit,
the way the-I sell record.

-How much you sell the 45 for?
-Hold the whole box.

-Give me fifty for that.
-You crazy... whole box?

Let me deal with the Dread.

I'll give you eight dollar
for the basket of fruit.

Skip, I know the man have
nothing to play it 'pon.

Hold one still.

Me brethren has a stereo,
I-man hear it spin.

I-man hold six of the 45.
And when Jack comes, me hold the rest.

So ride good.

-Wha'ppen, skipper?
-Wha'ppen, star?

-Which man control the thing here?
-I and I brethren—

I have some downbeat music and some
Burning Spear music to sell the man.

Me like the man to just buy them up.

You the man named Horsemouth?

The hard, hard drummer?

And the-I sell music now?

The big man want to get out
we small people.

So, we have to start
selling our own business.

-Wha'ppen, Jah Youth?
-Horsemouth.

-Selassie's son.
-Right now, distributing work me do.

The-I are the hardest drummer.
Music the-I must play.

The big boy control the business.
Me have to do something about it.

That's why you must play the drum
and blow the big guy's mind.

Leggo, wha'ppen me I-dren?

Me have a new Big Youth album.

I-man gonna buy some of this one.

-The-I has a new record come out too?
-Didn't I tell you?

Go and hustle.
I-man watch that for you.

Skipper, me tell you-what,
the bike here I-ney.

I-man glad to hear that.
And the man gonna make it in life...

'cause the man have a lot of potential.

-Jacob Miller inside, high-a?
-Him up in the studio there.

-Skully.
-I-ney, me Horsey.

Open up there, Skipper.

Wha'ppen, Horsemouth star?

-Jacob Miller in there?
-Him 'pon there.

You me a look for.
Me have a hustling for the man.

-Selassie know?
-To go play, man.

The man pay good corn. You have to go
check the guy Honiball for some corn.

Me have a session for you. Monday.
Ten o'clock. Make sure you're there.

-Yeah man. For me broke.
-Remember, Channel One Studio.

-Hope the boy there pay.
-Go check the guy Honiball.

Okay, sir. Thank you.
Yes, sir. Thank you.

What do you want?

Man want to talk to the manager.
What him name?

Mr. Marshall? He isn't here.

No man. The manager.
The man who control.

You mean Mr. Honiball?

Honiball...
How sweet is his... honeyball.

You just watch it, you hear?

A joke me make, man.
A job me come look about.

He's at the club. Straight ahead and right.

And take your bike along with you
to the parking lot.

How do you do, Mr. T?
I come all the way from Kingston.

I have a application
by one Mr. Jacob Miller.

He told me that you're
looking for a drummer, so...

I-man a very good drummer.

Don't worry 'bout that.
I-man look after that. Seen?

-You Horsemouth?
-Yes, daughter.

You play the drums
with the Burning Spear?

-Tell me something, what is your name?
-Sunshine.

Sunshine... what a beautiful name.

-Tell me something, you work here?
-No, my father own the place.

Your father own this place?
All them things here?

Your father a very rich man.

So, you're a society girl.

I don't check you as a society girl.
I-man really like you.

You look cultured and all them thing.

I-man play with the Inner Circle.
Jacob Miller and all them guys.

You'll see I-man regular
about the place.

-You have a transport?
-You want to see I-man transport?

- I man bike here.
-The bike you were telling me about?

-This look good. Who done it?
-My artist, name Jah Wise.

-You like it?
-It look good.

Take a ride upon I-bike.

My father is coming.

-Forward now?
-No, I can't.

-I-man will see you later.
-Yeah, see you later.

I-man get the music from the press.

Just play that. I-man want
to hear it upon the turntable.

-I-man got a wicked bike out there.
-I thankful of that. I-ficially.

-I-man on the go.
-How you mean? Man must on the go.

Police... Babylon, Babylon.

Bum Cloth... wha'ppen?
Them gone with I-man bike.

Rasta, the man no see I-man bike?

The man them thief I-man bike.

Yes-I. Me vex now.

What kind of bike?

A red bike...
marked with The Lion of Judah.

Wha'ppen, daughter?
Call the ‘Spear' for the-I.

Wha'ppen, me brother?

Rasta, them thief I-man bike.

Right now, me feel it. You no see?

Watch out... Just cool, brother.

I and I will step on down
to Key Largo Beach.

Wha'ppen, Diamonds?
Them thief I-man bike.

Some little Mafia boy, Rasta.

Right now me vexed, you know.

Me went to Jack Ruby's...
parked me bike... the man just thief it.

-Which boy there?
-Me have no idea who the boy is.

Me no deal with police.
Me just go and find the boy.

If you had checked with me,
that wouldn't happened.

The man no check with I.

Rasta, me vexed, you know...
I go find the boy who do it.

Right now, I go down by my gates.

Wha'ppen, Leroy? Wha'ppen?
Why this long time me no see you?

I shouldn't a given you no money,
‘cause I knew I never see you.

What happen to the money?

Me show you something.
The man them thief the bike.

What? Them thief the bike?

Them thief the bike.

How you get back the money you borrow?

Show me something. How you like
fret about money so, all the while?

Satta, man.

You go to the police?

First let me show you something.
Me no deal with the police.

-So which part you go now?
-I-man go hustle money. Seen?

-When you come back?
-I don't know man. Chow.

Right now, we take a short break.
Dread out.

A long time I-man no see you.

Me say you look well cultured.
Jah know.

Me love all them thing.

Ites, green and gold.

Come deal with the-I personally.

All the way from the city,
I-man come to check for you.

Go somewhere with the-I this night?

-Your old man that?
-Yeah.

You no see I-man play with the band.

If it not for that little daughter,
I-man mash up the bald head brother.

I and I don't deal with violence.
I and I is peaceful Rasta man.

I don't steal, cheat.

I-man serve...

Selassie-I continually.

No matter what the weak heart say...

I and I is like a tree
plant by the river of water.

Not even the dog that piss
against the wall of Babylon...

shall escape this judgment.

All of the youth shall witness
the day that Babylon shall fall.

Hello. Are you there?

Look, I have something to tell you.
It's about your bike.

It's in the warehouse at 12 King St.

Horsemouth call the-I, Rasta.

I-man want the-I
to go upon a business.

-Why so late at night?
-It's serious business.

I and I want no ‘boy'
to come in here.

-You can't call Horsemouth ‘boy'.
-Deal with him Dirty Harry.

It's the-I me come to deal with.

Just sit in over there.
I and I brethren will reason.

Come like the-I make it.

Smart, me have some boy to mash up.

Them hold my bike in a warehouse
with a whole heap of goods.

Open up there, Skipper. Open up.

-You know Mr. Fox the foreman?
-Get away from here.

You can't shoot me so.
You think me a bird?

Hold the boy, Smart.
Cut the boy's throat.

Who's that? Put down the bike.
Stop... Stop.

Freeze, boy...
A long time me no shoot no boy.

-You pick up two corn?
-You can pick up two of these.

Step forward, Rasta.

Now the boy pick up two corn?
What do you say?

Come on man. Cha.

The man sight Horsemouth?

Horsemouth are a late brother.

-You get back the bike, Horsey.
-Cha, Mafia business.

Me tell you what going on.

The man get back the bike.
The Blood Cloth.

Right now, them fight against I...

but, I-man hold back I-man bike.

Just play some hard music.

What happened to you?

Give thanks, Higher.

I-wah.

-How the-I feeling now?
-I-man feel I-ney now.

You must feel upful some more.

You will feel more upful within time.

The man is advancing... him just survive.

Within time,
I and I can get a bath.

I like the-I to cook up some Ital.

The Ital scene is coverage.
One need the Ital in everything to survive.

The Ital don't stop.
So I and I forward within this time.

Wha'ppen, grandma?
Long time, no see you.

What happened to you?

A little mishap, man. A small thing.

-Small thing, Leroy?
-Me have it under control, man.

Leroy, you're going the other way.

Two ways to this... Jah Rastafari or war.
I-man choose Rastafari.

-You have to live the Christian way.
-You see, I'm still revival.

Lord have mercy on my grandson.

Who, me?

Look at my grandson. Lord have mercy.

-Don't bother about that, Mother-man.
-Come, go to the yard.

I-man have some music to play
down in the city there.

A long time them fight me death
in the music business, you know.

I-man not run from the city.

No matter much about that.
All will be right.

I and I have to protect ourself,
or we must bow.

-Guidance, me I-dreh.
-I-tection.

I-man hold this now?

I-man can control that.

It has herbs in it, man.
You can even boil tea and drink.

From long time, I-man want some bush.

-Jah guide I.
-I-rey. I-tection.

Protection until time. I-wah.

You and me all right. Me well cool.

-How'd you manage in town, Madgie?
-We just managed.

-Where are you going?
-I make a move with Dirty Harry.

Why can't you stay here?
Every night you're gone.

Why can't you stay with us one night?
I worry about you, Leroy.

I don't care about myself.
I just check for the youth, them.

You don't check for the youth, them.

Suppose anything happen to you
on the street. Wha'ppen to the youth?

I-man youth be all right, man.
Me know that, you know.

Why you kill-up yourself now?
Me no say not to worry, but what?

Jah will always provide
for everyone, you know.

You see all my youth, them?
Just culture me a teach them.

I no care what all the weak heart say.
Me a teach my youth culture.

For I see some people out there
all them deal with is vanity.

Pure vanity.
Clothes. Food. House. Money.

It's all them care about.

Me's a man who come like a messenger.
Come to carry Jah works out there.

Me show you that as my daughter.
Come to carry through Jah works.

So, you see me?

Me no have to worry about them thing.

I look after my youth,
make sure them have culture.

You see what I deal with?
I want no one to rob them from that.

So just be cool, man.

Everything will be all right.
No worry 'bout me.

Satta, man. Seen?

Rhythm, me brethren. Rhythm.

Wha'ppen, Jah Natty?

Long time me no see you, Rasta.

The man ready, Rasta?

Long time I-man wait for the-I.

Rasta, me a go make some trouble,
if it's possible.

Uptown thing, a carry the swing.

You can't sit there.
This table is taken.

I and I never see no one here.

Come on now, get up. You don't have a table.
It's time to leave.

The brother like to fight
against Dreadlocks. Let's step.

I and I will step, Horsemouth.

I don't feel too good in this place.
Rockers music don't play.

I and I will change the mood.

-The man play too much soul music.
-No, you can't say that.

I and I come to change the mood.

This is a take-over.

You're tuning to your boss DJ,
Dirty Harry.

Musical disc from the flick of my wrist
to make you jump and twist.

I and I shall not remove.
As I would say.

You gots to be slick...

and don't come inside here
with your little funny tricks.

Man called Horsemouth.
Top-ranking drummer of J.A.

Roots. Rock. Reggae. Horsemouth.

Good stuff, as I would say.

Selassie-I the First.

Kinda mean stuff, as I would say.

Rasta, what are you doing inside there?

What the Babylon deal with?
I and I control the fullness.

Remove ya.

Wicked show.

He was with him.

Come here, man.

What happened here?

I-man just enjoying I-self, man.
I-man having a wonderful time.

Behave yourself. People come here
and pay their money to enjoy it.

Everything is cool with I.
You no see it? I-man enjoy I-self.

Behave yourself.
We don't expect that from you.

Enjoy yourself and behave yourself.

I-man just dance to the Rockers.

-Want us to break down the door?
-No, I'll take care of it.

-The takeover, I and I, go our way.
-I and I mash it, me brethren.

Tomorrow is the Isis.

-The man remember the truck.
-I and I take care of that.

Jeep man.

-Who's that?
-Horsey.

The hill is steep
to come look for the man.

I want the man to help
I out with a thing.

Somebody hold and beat I up, Rasta.

-What the-I say?
-So right now me vexed.

Them take your bike
and then beat you up?

But what?
Me get back my bike forward.

Me have a plan for them guy there.

You have to still wise, skip.
You can't just jump to it so.

I-man have everything planned.

-Wha'ppen, Horsemouth?
-Jack Ruby.

How long I look for the-I?

I have a new LP... Free Rhodesia or Else.
No drummer can play as you.

-Where the man disappear to for so long?
-Me show the-I. Some money guy...

some Mafia guy...

some big man, Rasta...

hold I and beat I up.

I-man have a plan
for them big money guys.

I want the man to help I out
with some transport.

The man know, if there is anything
I can do for the-I, I go do it.

But still, the man be careful.

Jah guide and protect I
against all foe.

The most I can show the-I,
Horsey, is love.

Watch out. Hold on.
Wha'ppen, Ruffie and Tuffie?

Me have some whole heap of a problem.

‘Up-Sweet'... ‘Kooya'.

A whole heap of problem, me brethren.

The man thief me bike.
No joke business.

So the man not deal
with the record business?

I like to do that, but I-man have
some business to tell you about.

What kind of business?

Some Mafia business.
The boy them rob my bike.

Wha'ppen, fat boy Jacob?

The man can eat, Rasta.

Pure chicken him eat.
Me eat a piece of breadfruit.

Don't say nothing.

The man eat up my food.

No, Rasta. Me no love that, man.

Me screw for that.

I-man vex, Rasta.
What is joke to you is dead to me.

I-man come to deal with business.

That, the man should have said
long time ago.

I know that the-I know
bad tricks from the jungle.

Me show the-I what?
The man named ‘Marshall'...

Gonna mash him down.

Right now, me brethren,
me have business for the-I to go upon.

-Mash up some boy.
-Bad boy, high-a?

-Business boy. Capitalist.
-Capitalist?

We dealing with some Mafia works.

Money boy, you no see it?

The boy feisty. He control I bike
and all them things.

The boy take all my things.
Gonna take them back forward.

They're in the man warehouse.

Me like for the man
to come to the warehouse.

We'll have some truck arrangement.

-Wha'ppen, Gregory?
-I-rey, I-rey, me brethren.

A long time me no look for the-I.
What the-I do?

A little work I-man perform
for them tourist people.

Them key lock up.
It'll cost them a lot of money.

Keep this, man.
Thirty dollars me set for it. This is ten.

Just give me thirty dollar
for the work I perform.

Too much, man?

You lucky we didn't charge you
a thousand dollars, chap.

Mascots. You can't work for them.
Hear me now, tonight are the business.

-Wha'ppen, Jah Robbie?
-Wha'ppen, star?

Long time me want to see the-I.

Show me something,
this the buggy the-I fix up for the raid?

About two days,
I-man have it in perfection.

Hope everything all right for tomorrow.

This no look like it can go nowhere.

You know how much I work 'pon this,
and you tell I it can go nowhere.

Me like to see it perform some.

You want to hear how she sounds?

She purrs like a bird.
Why didn't you say that before?

I want you to set up
this plan proper for me.

If I can, I will.

It easy, man.

But, it's a serious problem
with my father.

Me know that. You still love him.

-He's a Mafia.
-I realize that.

There's a man who set up everything for me.
Hear what happen now.

You see the night
when you set up everything for the-I?

We just come in swoops upon them.
Me have the trucks set up.

So, what if him realize?

Them can't realize nothing 'bout this.

Me have everything planned.
Why you so jumpy?

You think I let anything
happen to you?

You no see how it go?

Well, me really scared.

-You late, me brethren.
-Don't vex, high-a.

Ready, man. Forward.

Gregory, you no clap that yet, Rasta?

Skipper, make haste, Rasta.

Gregory, you no done yet, Rasta?

Open up, boy.

-What you want?
-Me want to see Honiball, boy.

Who are you, man?

Me want to see Honiball
for a long time.

Where Honiball, boy?
Me no want to kill you.

I don't know where Honiball at.

-Him damage me brethren, Horsemouth.
-I don't know about that.

Wha'ppen? Me ready you know, Rasta.

Just leave the beer there, man.

Don't move.
This is a hold up. Gimme the key.