All language subtitles for 75deliver us from evil

(dramatic music)

(digital music)

- Hey boy!

Hey boy, hey look,
see this set here?

Works tomorrow,
so don't touch it.

Sweep around out here, but
don't get near the set, got it?

(broom swooshing)

(glass crashing)

♪ Hey boy

♪ Hey boy

♪ Hey boy

♪ Hey boy, boy, boy

♪ I hear you, boy

♪ Hey boy

♪ Hey boy

♪ Hey boy

♪ Boy, don't you know
this set works tomorrow ♪

♪ Hey boy

♪ C'mon boy

♪ Boy, boy, boy

♪ Here ya go boy

♪ Boy

♪ Hey boy

♪ Hey boy

♪ Here's your boy

(upbeat, jazzy music)

(thudding)

(upbeat, jazzy music)

- Do you know why you're here?

Do you know why you're here?

- Yeah.

I'm here, Mister Doctor,

'cause I'm crazy!

(laughing)

(both laughing)

(insects chirping)

♪ Think about it

♪ Think about it

♪ Think about it

♪ Think about it
(woman screaming)

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Better know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Legend is dying

♪ Crowd is denying

♪ Telling ourselves
that it isn't true ♪

♪ No, no, no, no

♪ Burning each other

♪ And it's brother
killing brother ♪

♪ It seems to be the
only thing to do ♪

♪ The time has come

♪ To deal with the pressure

♪ We've got to put
it all on a shelf ♪

♪ Think about what
you're doing to me ♪

♪ When you know what
you're doing to yourself ♪

♪ Millions of dollars
are wasted each day ♪

♪ By brothers buying poison
that eats their souls away ♪

♪ Hey, take a look around

♪ Well, and I bet you will see

♪ How all of the crime is
gonna fit there, yeah ♪

♪ Brothers running game

♪ And my sister's
gone to shame ♪

♪ I tell you it's a
doggone pity, yeah ♪

♪ When the truth is a lie,
and I'm sure you'll agree ♪

♪ It's up to you and
me and no one else ♪

♪ Think about what
you're doing to me ♪

♪ And you know what
you're doing to yourself ♪

(sirens blaring)

♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

(sirens blaring)
♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

(sirens blaring)

(tires squealing)

- [Bad Guy] Okay, I
think we lost 'em.

(sighing)

- Oh baby, I'm sorry,
how's my best girl?

- [Joyce] Oh, I'm fine.

- The kids asleep?

- Finally.

- You know Joyce, just
one of these nights,

just one night,
I'm gonna come home

before my kids say their
prayers, you know what I mean?

- Mm, well don't worry about it,

I don't think they're
gonna forget their daddy.

- Can I hold you to that?

- Let me have your coat.

- Well, I don't know.

(sighing)

(light jazz music)

Sounds good.

You know how long I've
been waitin' to get here?

- Hm-mm.

- For this one moment?

Let's see, about 12 1/2 hours.

You know that, that makes you
a pretty important person,

do you know that?

- Well I hope so.

- As they say on the
street, can you dig it?

- Dug it.

(growling)

Missed you.

(child crying)

- Hey, I did hear the kids.

- Oh, so did I, but they're
not spoilin' my night tonight.

I'll check on 'em.

(sighing)

- How did it go?

- She was just a dumb broad.

I bet you she won't
yell cop again.

You waited three
months for the money?

- Yeah, she thought
she was dealin' with

the corner drugstore, huh?

Well, forget it.

We wrap up 58th--

(snorting)

We wrap up 58th Street School,

that gives us every
elementary school in LA.

Now you add to that every
high, every junior high,

plus junior colleges, man,
that's one hell of a take a day.

- Percy, sometimes I think
we oughta lay off the kids.

Now, when I was 10, 11, and 12,

I didn't know what
a pill looked like.

- Never, never!

Don't ever say that again.

The man's been takin' us.

The man's been takin' us
from the time we got here

'til the time we leave.

Now you dig man, 65% of your
average national network

commercial time is geared
to rippin' off the kid.

Man, from Santa Claus
to sugar-coated oatmeal.

Hell man, sugar
alone is more harmful

to the kid than the pill.

- I'm hip.

- I don't feel a thing,
not worth a damn I don't!

- Percy, what are you mad about?

We'll never land 58th
Street School anyway.

- You wanna bet?

- Look man, we don't need it.

Now, so it's gonna cost
us a little to lose it.

It'll cost us a hell of
a lot more to win it.

And I'm not talkin'
about the money,

I'm talkin' about our necks.

- Oscar, when you sniff that
junk, man I can't stand ya!

I want it all!

That includes 58th Street.

Now I want you to tell
Reggie to round up

some junior high guys and rip
that coach off the grounds.

Now if they can't do
it, we'll hire some

senior high dudes to do it.

And if that don't work,

we'll hire the
neighborhood gang to do it.

Man, after takin' the
biggest, toughest schools

in the neighborhood, I ain't
about to let some little

elementary school do me in.

You show me one thing
that the white man

passes up when it
comes to money.

Man, no matter how
small the take,

and I'll eat this
whole damn room.

Tell Reggie he can come.

Hey man, I got an exam in
the morning and so do you.

You guys can split.

Hey wait.

Oscar, you know
that girl Michelle,

I want you to check her out.

We may want to pay her a visit.

- Irene, is there
anything about that night

that you can remember
that you haven't told us?

- Look at my face.

- So you didn't
see anybody at all?

- I was asleep.

- (sighing) All right,
honey, you can go.

- What the hell's goin' on here?

Boy, get up here with
that wheelbarrow.

I gotta get this place,

where in the hell did they
find you mammy hoppers anyway?

Listen here boy, you're
handling that wheelbarrow

like a teaspoon,
get on with it boy!

Get it filled up
with some more rocks.

I gotta bunch of concrete
trucks getting in, go on boy!

I gotta get this job
done and clean it up.

- Hey Mack, lighten up.

He's a new man and, well I
just don't wanna lose him.

- Hell, he ain't gonna make
it anyhow and you know it.

50 bucks say that wheelbarrow'll
bite him in the butt.

Do I hear any callers on
my bet from you mothers?

He's a goner!

Come on!

(upbeat 70s music)

- Don't make me kill you man.

(upbeat 70s music)

- Look man, they thought
you were somebody else,

it was a mistake.

Well just look at it this way,

six months ago, you'd
have been wiped out.

Now we've come a
long way from that.

And from where I stand,
that's real progress.

You uh, you want
a cup of coffee?

(sighing)

Was talkin' to that jailhouse
psychiatrist, what's his name?

(telephone ringing)

Well anyway, he tells me
you're gonna start things

spinning for yourself real
good one of these days.

Is that right?

Is that right?

- Am I free to go?

- Did you see that,
not one stinkin' word.

Who does he think he is?

Jesus Christ!

(telephone dialing)

- K.D.,

have you thought about adoption?

- Oh no, not this
one, this one I hate.

(Carl laughing)

Think I'm joking?

Of all the jailbirds
assigned to me on probation,

he's the only one
that intimidates me.

- How's that, D?

- I mean all of that damn
silence, he's laughing, man.

I mean deep down inside
he's laughing like hell.

- Laughing at what?

- At you, man.

Me, us.

After all I mean, we
get paid for the little

good that we do,
or we think we do.

- [Carl] Knock that
stuff off, man.

- Listen, Carl, this
is serious business

and we had better snap to it.

- Would you do me a favor man?

So far all you've been doing
is talking in riddles man.

What are you talking about?

- Come on, Carl,
don't be so stupid.

What Chris is waiting
on is that time factor.

He's looking for the
time factor, I sense it.

And when it happens, well
Carl, I hate to think about it

because it's gonna make you and
I look like public enemies--

- Now wait man, wait--
- and I'll tell you somethin',

to me that's a
little embarrassing.

- Nobody makes me look
like a public enemy,

you understand, nobody!

I know who I am, what I
do, and how much bullcorn

I take out there,
you understand?

Now listen to me good, you're
6-2, you weigh 195 pounds,

I'm 5-11 1/2, and
I weigh 170 pounds.

Now you carry him on your
shoulder, you understand?

You carry him on your shoulder.

- Listen Carl, you should--

- Now wait a minute,
wait a minute,

now I know that guy
you're talkin' about,

as far as I'm concerned,
he's a two-bit punk

that oughta be in one of
two places, preferably jail.

Number two, in some psychiatric
ward in a straight jacket.

Now that's the way
I feel about it.

- Come on, Carl, come on,

you oughta be sellin'
me on this guy.

- Why, because he's black?

- Jesus Christ.

- Look here man, I thought
Oscar was suppose to be here.

- You forget about Oscar,
Oscar's days are numbered.

What I want you to do
is get that lady off

58th Street School grounds.

I don't care how you do
it, but you get her off

and get her off
fast, you understand?

That's what we're
payin' you for.

- You gotta move man.

Hey look I, I
could say I'm sorry

and I wish the whole
damn thing didn't happen.

I'd have to do it anyway,

I'd have to tell
you, you gotta move.

Neighbors are complaining,
people are movin' out.

I'm sorry.

Hey look, no hard feelings, man.

(upbeat 70s music)

(engine stalling)

(upbeat 70s music)

- How far are you goin'?

(quick, upbeat 70s music)

- I like speed,
what do you like?

(quick, upbeat 70s music)

(tires squealing)

- Please, I think I want out.

- Look, you asked
for this ride sister,

sit there and shut up.

(upbeat 70s music)

(tires squealing)

- Man, what kind
of a liar are you?

- Listen, you want
out, okay, jump, but--

- Now only a bully would
pull a stunt like this,

now I want out
now and I mean it.

(tires squealing)

Let me out, open this door!

You better open this
door and let me out!

(tires squealing)

Let me out of this car.

- [Chris] Door opens
on the other side.

(upbeat, funky music)

(tires squealing)

(upbeat, funky music)

(tires squealing)

- Sorry I'm late Joe,

but I just couldn't
get my car started.

(upbeat, jazzy music)

(kids talking and yelling)

Oh boy, here they come.

Wait a minute, wait
a minute, back away,

back away now come on, make
room for Little Joe and me,

come on, watch out, watch out.

(kids talking excitedly)

We couldn't get
the car to start.

Wait, now wait everybody,
move aside now.

Come on, you know how we
do things around here.

Let's have a little
bit of order, please.

(kids talking excitedly)

Well we're here now,
we're here, okay.

Just calm down, just calm down.

- [Boy] I wanna play some ball.

- Got that one, okay.

All right, make room, come on,

how am I suppose to get in here?

Watch out.

Oh no, okay Joe
Joe, that's enough.

- [Boy] I want the
bat, I want the bat.

- Now wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Move out the way, move out
the way, more out the way.

(kids talking excitedly)

Everybody be quiet, be quiet.

Be quiet now.

Now come on, make room for
me to get Joe through here.

Come on honey, you
got that one off?

- Yep.

- All right.

- [Boy] We didn't think
you'd ever get here.

- Well we're here now.

(kids talking excitedly)

All right, well we're here now.

Just be quiet.

Be quiet!

Now wait, just wait a minute.

Now that's not the way
we do things here, is it?

- [Children] No.

- Okay, that's better,
now wait a minute.

Okay Joe, you pass 'em out.

Here you go, Joe.

The bat.

- [Boy] Come on, go, go, go.

- Now wait a minute,
let Joe give it to you.

- [Boy] Oh, let
me have this ball.

(kids talking excitedly)

- Let me have the basketball,
I want the basketball.

- Get that.

Hold on, all right.

Come on, Joe.

Okay go on, that's it.

Some work, huh, yeah.

- I go first 'cause
I got the bat.

- I go first 'cause
I got the ball.

- I go first 'cause
I got the bat.

- I go first 'cause
I got the ball.

- I go first 'cause
I got the bat.

- I go first 'cause
I got the ball.

- How you gonna
play without a bat?

- Easy, get a stick.

- Aw man, you just
wanna argue all the time

but I'll let you go on up.

- All right.

- All right, right on.

- Come on, let's go.

Everybody on the
bench, here's the ball.

- All right, batter up.

That's ball one.

Strike one.

(children yelling)

Quiet, quiet, quiet!

Now all y'all sit down.

Come on, play ball.

- You cheat, you cheat.

You always keep playin' with
me every time you was out here.

- Come on Jayden,
put it in there.

- Ball one.

(children grumbling)

- Put it in there,
let's go Jayden, here.

Yeah, one, two, three, out.

- Strike two.

- Come on Jayden, put it in
there, let's go, let's go.

- Strike three, you're out.

(children yelling)

Oh be quiet, come
on, next at bat.

- Let's go, come on
you get that, let's go.

Let's go, put it over.

- He's out!

- I say he's safe.

- I say he's out.

- I say he's safe.

- I say he's out.

- I say he's safe.

- And Little Joe says
out, so man, he out.

Miss O'Connell'll
take the ball, man.

- Strike one. (muffled)

He can, he got this one,
knock it off, come on.

- Come on man, put it in here.

I'm gonna show you
how to hit this ball.

Come on, put it on
over here, come on.

- All right, so you proved
that you can take over.

Now how 'bout

movin' out, okay.
- Not until I,

Not until I knock this
ball over the far fence.

- Leave her alone.
- Leave her alone.

- [Child] Leave her alone.

- I hope to hell
you're satisfied.

(children yelling)

(upbeat, jazzy 70s music)

(children yelling)

♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo-woo

- You're nothing
but a bunch of bums!

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

(children yelling)

(light jazz music)

- Mindy, I wish I
was Muhammad Ali.

I would beat up those bullies.

They would never come on our
playground again, I bet ya.

- Say, I was worried
about you guys.

How come you didn't
call the cops?

- Man, you're a
disgrace, and certainly

no different than
those other bullies.

And I wish to Christ
you'd quit followin' us.

(light jazz music)

- Mindy, who is that guy
who was following us?

- A nightmare.

Hey, who's that you
were talking to?

- Just a guy called Reggie.

Mindy.

- Hm?

- Are you ready for this?

- Ready.

- Our father who art in heaven.

Uh, our father who art in
heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy
will be done, on earth--

- In earth.

- In earth, as it is on heaven.

Give us this day our
daily bread, and, and--

- Forgive us our--

- Forgive us for our debts, as
we also forgive our debtors.

- [Both] And lead us.

- And lead us not
into temptation, but--

- Deliver us.

- Deliver us from evil, um--

- For thine is the kingdom.

- For thine is the kingdom.

- The power and the glory.

- The power and the glory.

- Forever--

- Forever, amen.

- Outta sight. (laughing)

(light jazz music)

Ah, here you go,
get the other side.

- Mindy!

- Hi, I'll be right with
you, gotta get Joe's mama.

- It's all right,
take your time.

(light jazz music)

(car ignition turning over)

- Thanks for the lift, Michelle.

- Oh I'm just glad I was
at school when you called.

(upbeat 70s music)

(tires squealing)

- How in the hell did you ever
get your driver's license?

(horn honking)

- [Driver] What's the
matter with you, huh?

- [Mindy] Drop dead!

(horns honking)

(driver yelling)

I said drop dead!

- Drop dead yourself, dammit!

- May I drive my car now?

I mean, is it all
right with you?

(horn honking)

- Just take me home.

(horn honking)

- What's wrong with you?

- [Driver] Move it
out, come on, let's go!

- We're not permitted to lease
for less than six months.

And that calls for two
months rent in advance.

I'm glad you understand that.

There's one other item.

The cleaning fee,
which of course

you get back when you leave,

if, when you move
you've left everything

the way you found it.

- Okay, how much is that?

- $50, I usually get more but
you look like a clean person.

20, 25, 30,

35, 40, 45, 50, just right.

Uh, we don't give
receipts for cleaning fees

but don't worry, it's safe.

Your apartment's number 12,
down the hall to the left.

- Okay, I'll be right back,
I gotta get my clothes.

- Don't worry,
you got six months

to get those clothes in here.

20, 25, 30, 35, 40, 45, 50.

Uh young man, I gave you the
best apartment in the building.

Now if there's anything wrong,

you just let me know and
I'll fix it, all right.

- Fine.

(laughing)

(upbeat 70s music)

- I don't believe this.

Look at this place.

I thought he gave me the
best place in the house.

(upbeat 70s music)

My stove look like somethin'
from the Salvation Army.

Hm, oh it never fails,
they do it to us

every time we turn
around, it never fails.

Pink walls, I'll be
damned, they went,

must be Alice in Fairyland
or somethin'. (laughing)

Look at this room, I
don't believe this.

Where did he come, you
know, oh man, holy mackerel.

Well, I guess I'm gonna
have to live here but

if this is the best
place that he's got,

I hate to see what the rest
of these places look like, hm.

- Well, hello there.

(light jazz music)

I am still your husband, right?

- Roy, we've gotta get rid
of that damn car of mine.

- Oh Mindy, baby,
that's a brand new car.

Now we haven't even made
the first payment yet,

how the hell are we
gonna get rid of it?

- I don't know.

- Well, is there
anything left of it?

- What the hell's
that suppose to mean?

- Well, does it
still have a motor?

How 'bout a fender?

A rear end?

A horn?

A door?

A rear view mirror?

You flooded that carburetor
again, didn't you?

(laughing slightly)

(telephone ringing)

- Hello.

Oh Michelle, hi.

Yeah, I'm glad you
called, listen I'm sorry

about blowin' up at
you in the car but,

you know how it was,
just one of those days.

Hm?

(light, jazzy music)

Now wait a minute Michelle,
this is your life.

Now I can't make decisions
for you, you're a grown woman.

You've gotta decide
what's important to you.

All right, so you were in
the play, that's a fact.

You've gotta decide what's
really important in your life.

I mean, why did you
come to college?

To pursue a stage career,
or was it for those things

that you told me about
when you first started?

Have you forgotten about those?

Yeah, well and another
thing, you know why I haven't

been down to see that
damn play of yours?

Because you actors are
out there romanticizing

the very thing
that I'm out there

fighting against on the
playground every day.

Don't you see that?

Can you imagine giving marijuana
and pills to 12 year olds?

If you could just,
just come down

to the real world for
a minute, Michelle.

Just come down to the
playground for a minute and see,

see what you're doin' to
the minds of those kids.

Makin' heroes out of
punks and dope pushers.

That's right.

Don't you have any
conscience, I mean,

don't you care
what you're doin'?

Yeah, okay Michelle,
well listen.

Until you like to get
up off your behind,

and find out what's really
important to your life,

well just don't bug me,
'cause I don't wanna hear it!

(dial tone buzzing)

(jack hammer buzzing)

- I got me an empty
truck there boy,

and I want it filled up with
that fill dirt, you got it?

And there's just one shovel.

Does that say
anything to you, boy?

Now I done talked
to the foreman,

and I done backed
that damn truck

right up there to the dirt.

You don't even hardly have
to get out of your tracks.

You got it, boy?

What's the matter with you
boy, you sick or somethin'?

Gotta hand it to you boy,

you sure know how to
make a shovel sing.

(upbeat 70s music)

- How's it goin', Joe?

- You know, sometimes when
we're out here havin' fun,

skatin' and all, I wish
I could just stand up

and never sit down again,
you know what I mean?

We had a good time today.

- We sure did.

Hey, did you see Bobo
when he fell down?

- Yeah, I did.
(both laughing)

- And Joan and Morgan
fell right on top of him.

(sighing) Helen should be
out in a minute, Little Joe.

I'm late for class,
I can't wait, okay?

- Okay.

- See you later.

(light jazz music)

(car engine stalling)

- Maybe I can help you.
(gasping)

Okay, try it now.

(car engine stalling)

Hey listen, don't
push the accelerator

until it starts, okay?

All right, now try it.

(car engine turning over)

(tires squealing)

(upbeat 70s music)

Hi.

- Hi.

- My name is Chris,
what's your name?

- I'm Little Joe.

- [Chris] Hi.

- Hi.

- See you later, Little Joe.

- All right.

(jackhammer buzzing)

- In fact, about 30 years
ago I had this black friend--

- Uh, Mr. Adams,
I'm pretty dirty

and I need some soap and
water as you can see,

so if you'll excuse me.

- Yeah, sure,
another time, go on.

- What kind of fool
does he think I am?

He had a black
friend 30 years ago.

He wouldn't know a friend
if it jumped up and bit him.

Hi Joe.

- Hi Chris, come on in.

- Okay.

- I've seen you before,
outside the house.

- That's right, my
name is Chris Townes.

- Hi, I'm Helen,
Little Joe's sister.

- Nice to meet you.

I just came here to
talk to Little Joe

for a minute, is that okay?

- Oh, okay.

- Thank you.

- I'll be in the kitchen
if you need me, Joe.

- Okay.

- Nice meeting you.

You know, Joe, you could
help me if you would.

- How?

- Well you remember the
girl that picked up the girl

that picks you up to take
you to the playground?

- You mean Michelle?

- Yeah, that's her name?

- Mm-hm, why do you like her?

- I guess I do, kinda.

- [Mother] Joe honey,
who are you talking to?

- Oh, mother this is Chris,
Chris, this is my mother.

He helped Mindy get
the car started.

- Oh, nice meeting you.
- How do you do?

- Where's Helen?

- She's in the kitchen.

- Oh okay, I have
something to do.

- Michelle huh, hm, yeah
I do kinda like her.

But you know somethin', she
doesn't even know I'm alive.

Joe, you know where she lives?

- Yeah, but I ain't tellin'.

Mindy doesn't like you, that's
the girl who picks me up.

Chances are Michelle
won't like you either.

You know Mindy and
Michelle are best friends.

- Yeah, but you
remember I helped her

get her car goin' for her.

- Big deal.

- Well I admit that the other
day when, what's her name,

Mindy, thumbed a ride from me,
I had a bad day, that's all,

and she got a little upset
'cause I was goin' too fast.

I shouldn't have done it.

And then when I saw her
goin' to pick you up,

then I really felt like a heel.

That's why I've been
hangin' around so much.

'Cause I wanted to
apologize, that's all.

But she's so hard
to apologize to.

- How do I know you're
tellin' the truth,

and not planning to do
anything weird to both of them?

- Okay.

Look Joe, I'm on probation,
not for murder or robbery,

or rape or anything like that.

Honest to god, Joe,
I'm leveling with you.

Believe me, trouble just
ain't my thing, Joe.

- Well, you should've
said that at first.

Michelle lives at 3010 West
Vermont Avenue, apartment seven.

(upbeat 70s music)

(doorbell ringing)

- Yes?

- Hi, my name is
Chris Townes, Miss,

it is Miss, isn't it?

- Michelle, Michelle Searcy.

- Well Miss Searcy, you see
we're conducting a survey

on what people would
prefer to see on television

if they had anything
to say about it.

- Who's we?

- Uh, the Panathorpine
Association, Miss Searcy.

And, well do you
mind if I come in,

it'll only take a second to--

- No I'm sorry, I can't,

I have an examine in
the morning at eight.

- Mm.

- But, maybe
tomorrow around four.

- Four p.m. sharp, you
sure that's okay with you?

- That's fine.

- Thank you, Miss Searcy,
then I'll be here.

Four p.m. sharp.

(kids talking)

- All right, give me the ball.

Give me the ball!

- [Older Boy] Right
here, right here.

- Just give me the ball.

Give me the ball!

- [Older Boy] Come
on, right here.

Give me now.

- [Older Boy] Throw
me the ball, man.

- [Older Boy] Give it to Chris.

- Why won't you just listen?

(Mindy yelling)

Give me the ball!

- [Boy With Ball] You
wanna take the ball?

(Mindy and boy arguing)

- How long are you
gonna torture us?

What have we done?

For Christ sake
what have we done?

- Nothin' baby, we're what
you call people chasers.

We're just out here to chase ya.

- Yeah, and I know why.

Never, you hear me, never!

(crying)

(doorbell ringing)

- Hey sister, we've
seen you on campus

and you look like you
know what's happening.

- That's right, and us
brothers have gotten together

and put together a campus
newspaper, you dig?

- You see, this paper
will give you the truth,

the whole truth, and
nothin' but the truth.

- That's right, now
we hear there's been

some jivin' goin' on
down here on this campus.

- But see now if you don't
know what you're lookin' for,

you may not be able
to pick up on it,

'cause it's subtle baby.

Mr. Charlie's whole
game is subtle,

but, we got it all right here.

- How much is it?

- Now, wait a minute, baby.

This ain't no ordinary
campus paper, can you dig it?

This paper is guaranteed
to get your head straight.

I mean guaranteed, baby.

- That's right, and
when you read it,

your mind will
automatically expand.

- Right.

- That's how heavy it is.

- Right.

- Really, now wait a minute--
- How much is it?

- It ain't for any lightweights.

- How much is it, my
coffee's gettin' cold.

- For you, $2.

- Oh.

- You're in trouble, man.

Violation of your probation,
you ever hear of it?

- Yeah, I heard of it.

What time is it?

- It's jail time for you, man.

- Look, I got a four
o'clock appointment.

- Yeah, well what about
your appointment with me,

why didn't you keep it?

I pick up this phone man,
and it's two years, Chris,

two long years in jail.

You broke your
promise to me, man!

- All right, you and your broken
promise, pick up the phone!

But who do I call
about a broken life,

can you deal with that?

- You're crazy, man.

- And don't tell me about
football and baseball,

boxing or show business with
this being the 20th century,

and how many of our
guys have made it,

when you know that 75%
of them are the part of

the man's menagerie, that's all!

Just as play things,
no more, no less!

You know it, I know it,
and they oughta know it!

- Check in with me man, okay?

By the way, where'd you
get a word like menagerie?

- Heard it somewhere, I guess.

- Later.

- You only see my face, but
I took a punch to the gut

that I thought would kill me.

- And just what are
you tryin' to prove?

Those are our people
over there, Mindy,

and you try changin' them
and they'll kill you.

- Change, change what?

Roy, I'm a recreation director,
what am I suppose to change?

- Look, you know what I mean.

- I don't know what you mean.

- Are you tryin' to tell
me that these beatings

are part of your
recreational training?

- You're really funny, so I get
pushed around by some hoods?

- That's exactly
what I mean, Mindy.

And tomorrow you'll say, so
I got stabbed by a dropout?

You're dealing with a lot of
dangerous people over there.

They're ignorant
people, nobody's safe
over there, nobody.

- Oh for god sakes, Roy,
this is the most educated

country in the world and
everybody, black and white,

is afraid to go
to sleep at night.

It's not just over there.

- Look Mindy, we've
got a problem, I hope
you realize that.

(light jazz music)

- Well what do you
do when Little Joe,

paralyzed from the waist
down, tries to stand up

and come to your defense?

He fell flat on his face.

And what do you suppose
motivated him, education?

He knows that I love him,

and he was ready to die for me.

Now if you think that I'm
gonna let a bunch of punks

destroy something as
beautiful as the relationship

that I have, not
only with Little Joe,

but all those wonderful kids,

well Roy, we do have a problem.

(light jazz music)

(humming)

(doorbell ringing)

(humming)

(doorbell ringing)

(humming)

(doorbell ringing)

- Hm, hm.

(doorbell ringing)

- Oh, it's you again.

- That's right, you kinda hard
to get rid of, aren't you?

- That's right, I'm
hard to get rid of.

- That's right, you're
gonna leave, you know that?

- I ain't never leaving.

(gasping)

- You're gonna leave,
you understand me?

- Never!

- You understand me, I'm
gonna knock your face off!

- You're not gonna put that

junk in my kids, never!
- You understand me?

- Never!
- Yeah!

- I'm never leavin',
I'm not goin'--

- You're gonna leave--
- Never!

- You're gonna
leave them grounds,

do you hear me?
- Get outta here!

- [Boy] You're gonna leave,
you know that don't you?

- Kill me, do it, kill me!

You're not gonna put that junk
- You understand me?

- in my kids, never!

- You're gonna leave!

- No!

- [Boy] You're gonna leave!

- No, no. (screaming)

No, no, no!

- Mindy, are you all right?

Are you okay?

♪ Think about what
you're doing to me ♪

♪ And you know what
you're doing to yourself ♪

♪ We're so tired
of the killing ♪

- Oh please, can I pay?

But I've always
paid, you know that.

If I could sleep, do you think

I'd be on the phone
talkin' to you?

Go to hell!

(phone receiver clicking)

(upbeat, funky 70s music)

♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo, woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo, woo-woo, woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

- Hello, Tony, I'm
sorry about what I said.

No please, don't hang up.

No please, I'll give
you what you want.

I'll give it to you,
please Tony, just hurry.

Door is always unlocked to
you, Tony, you know that.

Please hurry, hurry.

(moaning)

(audience applauding)

- I don't believe it.

This is a chance to skip
college with a bonus.

- I'm leaving.

- I, I still don't believe it.

I'm, it, it's like a nightmare.

What did I do wrong?

- Mark, you were
beautiful, I mean really,

you've been beautiful.

It's just that I've taken
a long look at myself,

and I realize a stage
career's not what I'm after.

(upbeat 70s music)

- Hey man, how long
is it gonna take you

to get that coach off
the school grounds?

- She's practically gone, man.

- Yeah, good, good, we're
losin' a lot of money, man.

These kid're ready to
fly, let's give 'em wings.

- Did you tell
Percy about Oscar?

- Hey man, not me.

- Tell me what?

- Oscar's runnin' scared.

- Is he here?

- Yeah, he's here.

- Well what about
Whitey, is he here?

- Yeah, I saw him
in the kitchen.

- Yeah, go get him.

(upbeat 70s music)

(gun firing)

- [Worker] These guys have
never seen it to fail.

Last one hired, first one fired.

- Hey boss, what's goin' on?

- Had to lay off all the blacks.

I didn't wanna do it
but, I had my orders.

- [Boss] Hey boy.

- Come on, I've been
waitin' for this moment.

- Hey now, wait a minute, boy.

I heard you was laid off.

- Good news, huh, you're
glad about it, aren't you?

You've been tryin'
to get me laid off

ever since I
started on this job!

- Dammit!

When I first seen
ya, I thought you,

I thought you was one of
them damn smart alecks.

You know the kind of guy with
a chip on both shoulders.

Well I done come to see
me one hell of a man.

You understand that?

I want you to know somethin',
I ain't scared of you, boy.

Don't you forget that.

But if you want a damn job,
I've got one to offer you.

- This another one
of your lousy tricks?

- I swear to god it ain't.

And I'd feel damn honored
if you'd accept my offer.

You understand that?

Now, you take yourself
a couple of days off,

and report to that
address right there.

And now, well wait a minute.

Don't be late, I don't like
lateness, you know that.

So hang in there, hm.

(kids talking and
yelling excitedly)

♪ Ooh, ooh-ooh

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

- No!

- Oh!

- All right, you beat
up on ladies and kids,

now come on try it
man-sized, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

- Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on.

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

- Come on, come on, come on.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on, come on.

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

- Come on.

(Chris yelling)

- Oh Roy, you should've
seen him when he fixed,

he was outta sight, really.

I mean there we were,
surrounded by all these bullies,

and like from out of
heaven there he comes

and he hit one there,
and kicked one this way,

and they were flyin' everywhere.

He saved our lives
really, really.

I knew you'd wanna
meet him, baby.

(doorbell ringing)

Oh, just a minute.

Michelle, hi.

- Oh my god.

- Mark told me you quit
the show, I'm glad.

Well, so much for that.

I've got the most adorable
man that you've got to meet.

- (laughing) Take me to
him in a hurry, baby.

- Come on.

- [Michelle]
Ought-oh. (laughing)

- Michelle, Chris, Chris, Miche,

(Michelle and Chris laughing)

don't tell me you--

- [Both] Uh-huh.

- When, I mean, ho,

right, oh never mind.

(light jazz music)

- Tell me, what happened
to you that day?

I waited until 4:30, you know.

- Something came up
at the last minute.

- How'd your survey go?

- Well, my survey didn't
go too good I'm afraid.

You see it was all make believe.

- You mean uh--

- Mm-un.

- Oh.

(both laughing)

Tell me, how did you
come up with a name like,

what did you call it,
um, uh, what was it?

- Panathopians?

- Panathopians, right?

(both laughing)

Can you imagine $2 for
a campus newspaper.

(all laughing)

- Yeah man, you
should've seen them.

Hey baby, dude, this paper's

gonna actually blow your mind.

(Chris, Mindy,
Michelle laughing)

Mr. Charlie's game is over,
and I mean a right child.

(Chris, Mindy,
Michelle laughing)

And you can get it for
the giant sum of $2.

Now can you dig it?

(Chris, Mindy,
Michelle laughing)

(light jazz music)

- Mindy, I just don't see
what's so damn funny out there.

- Well, I've listened to
one sermon on the subject,

why start up again?

- Because if I know you,
black eye, swollen face,

sprained ankle, and all of
you right back out there.

- But I'm ready.

- How can you say that, your
whole body is one big fracture.

- Roy, the whole world
is scared, I know.

But we're lettin' a few people
put all of us on the run.

If I felt what I
was doin' was wrong,

for one minute, do you know,

what a truly fine
person you are?

And that deep down,
you're just as proud

of me as I am of you.

Or baby I just couldn't go on.

If I'm just one big fracture,
why do I feel so good?

(light jazz music)

(doorbell ringing)

(doorbell ringing)

- What can I do
for you, Mr. Evans?

- It's about my wife.

You see she's a
recreational director

over at the 58th Street School.

There's been some gang
activity over there.

As a matter of fact,
she was beaten up

pretty badly yesterday.

- Why didn't your wife
report this when it happened?

- That's just what
doesn't figure in.

You see she's got
some strange idea

about wanting to help people.

But I'm afraid for
my wife's life, man.

- Mr. Evans, why don't
you make her quit?

- That's just it, I tried,
but she won't hear any of it.

- Well what do you want me to
do, run her off the grounds?

- Look man, my wife's
life is in danger

I wanna know what the hell
you intend on doin' about it.

- Now calm down Mr.
Evans, all right?

I'll look into it.

- You'll look into it.

Man if we were white, you
wouldn't be sittin' here

throwing those damn darts,
- Now look--

- You'd have out a
pad and a pencil--

- Now wait a minute!
- And you'd take down

every word I have to say.

- I'm gonna forget
what you said,

and I'm gonna forget the tone
of voice in which you said it.

And I promise you
I'll look into it.

(door clicking shut)

(knocking at door)

- [Carl] Hi Kelly, is
your brother Chris home?

- Sure Carl, I'll go
upstairs and get him.

- Eh, thank you.

Hi Chris, I went over to your
place and you weren't there

so I thought I'd stop
by your mother's.

I got the report on
what happened over
at 58th Street School

and uh, I think it was a
good thing you did man,

and I wanna thank you.

- Thanks, but I just
did what I had to do.

- Seems for all the years
that I've known you,

I've had you--

- Done me wrong and you
damn well won't be the last.

I want to tell you somethin'.

There are moments
when I feel so right,

so sure that I'm right,
that I feel I can take this

whole damn cockeyed world
and turn it right side up.

And you know what
I'd do with it, Carl?

I'd hand it to you
on a silver platter,

'cause I know what you're
going through, man.

You seem uptight, Carl.

- Uptight, yeah I'm uptight.

I'm uptight about politicians
coming into our communities

using them for
political footballs.

They talk black, but they
deal in green and white.

I'm tired of locking
up a lot of hoods

and punks that
commit vicious crimes

and find 'em on the
street two days later.

Yeah, I'm uptight.

I found Oscar Peterson shot to
death, nobody knows a thing.

Yeah, I'm uptight.

I'm uptight about hearin'
us call one another nigger

on television and laugh, right.

And the white man watches
it an he applauds.

And he's sayin' well
you finally woke up

and you discovered who you are.

I'm tired of watching a
mockery made of my own people,

you understand that?

Yeah, I'm uptight, I'm
uptight about a lot of things.

But that's no fault of
yours, that's my problem.

Worst thing about it is

there's so damn little
I can do about it.

(door clicking shut)

- For the past two weeks
you've been short $10!

That comes to 20 bills, why?

- I cleaned out already,

I did.
- Why, huh?

Where's the money, punk?

- [Boy] Eddie's got it!

- Where's the money, huh?

- [Boy] Eddie's got it!

- Look, you mean to
tell me you let a punk

like Eddie take your money?

For real man?
- I promise,

me and my partners, we're
gonna get Eddie tomorrow.

- You got 'til tomorrow.

(upbeat 70s music)

(light jazz music)

- Helen, child, what
a pleasant surprise.

Turn around, let me look at you.

My goodness, you're as
pretty as a picture.

Come on, let me fix you
some coffee, come on.

Oh you're beautiful.

- Helen, did you
make a special trip

over here just to see us?

- Yes, it's kinda special.

- What's the matter, Helen?

- I think it's something
about Little Joe.

- [Mr. Tindall] Sit down
Helen, you can talk to us.

- I don't feel like
sitting if you don't mind.

- All right, all right.

What about Little Joe?

- Yesterday he came home with
bruises all over his face.

- Who would wanna
beat up on Little Joe?

- Your son's one of
them, Mr. Tindall.

- Oh no, no, not, not my Reggie.

- He doesn't do the beating up,
he pays other boys to do it.

Him and a few older
people that I don't know

are trying to take over
58th Street School grounds,

so they can sell marijuana and
pills to those little kids.

The coach over there
knows what they're up to,

and it's makin' it hard for 'em.

They're trying to make her quit.

They beat her up really bad.

(door clicking open)

- Reggie!

Come here.

- Hey, Pop.

- Don't you ever
hey, Pop me again.

- What's wrong, what'd I do?

- Look at ya.

What do you call it, clean?

(upbeat 70s music)

- Are you crazy, Pop?

- I said don't
call me Pop again.

Have I told you, don't
call me Pop again!

Beatin' up those kids
and pushin' 'em around,

you're lower than a dog.

Lie, and tell me I'm wrong!

- That's the way I
make my money, so what?

- Pull your heat, come on.

Helen came over to the house.

Do you know who Helen is?

Do you know who Helen is?

- Yeah, I know who
Helen is, so what?

- You're a disgrace,
get out, get out!

Get out!

- I wanna go up to my
room and get my things.

- You've got no room!

Whether it's upstairs
or with the birds.

There've been four generations
of men in this family,

until you, now get
out of my sight!

Get out, before I kill you!

(upbeat, funky music)

- [Michelle] How'd
you get my address?

- [Chris] Promise
you won't get angry?

- [Michelle] Okay, I promise.

- [Chris] Well I
got it from Joe.

But you know he gave me
the third degree first.

- [Michelle] Little Joe
is still sitting outside.

- Mom and Helen must
be bakin' a cake.

That's the only time
they ever forget me.

- Oh yeah, well that's all
right, we'll do the honors.

Come on. (groaning)

(Chris humming)

- Mom, Helen.

Mom!

Helen!

Mom!

Helen!

Oh, I know where they are.

- [Michelle] You do?

- Sure, they went to
go pick up my new suit.

Oh you should see it, Michelle.

I got a piece of
the goods in my room

on top of the dresser,
would you get it for me?

- Sure will.

(Michelle screaming)

- Oh my god! (screaming)

Oh my god! (screaming)

- [Chris] Oh god.

(Michelle breathing heavily)

(crying)

- Now what are we
gonna tell Little Joe?

(upbeat, funky music)

- What's the matter?

What's the matter?

What's the matter?

(upbeat 70s music)

- [Carl] Did you
see anybody come out

of this house earlier today?

- No, I didn't see anybody.

- [Carl] You saw nobody?

Are you sure, are
you absolutely sure?

- I told you I
didn't see anybody.

- He finally fell asleep.

- That's good.

(doorbell ringing)

- Hello, I'm Reverend Blackwell

from Mount Sinai Baptist Church.

Little Joe used to attend
my church, may I come in?

- Michelle, will you
come and help me, please?

- Mindy I heard what
happened the other day

to Little Joe's
mother and sister.

I thought I'd stop by to see
if there's anything I can do.

- There is something you
can do to help, Reverend.

You said you wanna know what
you can do to help, right?

- That's right.

- Well, I'll tell you.

Reverend you oughta go
back to your church,

and get on the telephone,
call every black preacher

in the country that you know.

- Why?

- To tell 'em to
padlock their churches,

to lead their
congregations on a march,

not on Washington, but
through our streets.

With signs reading
thou shall not kill

and brothers stop
killing your brother.

Reverend, you know
the Bible never said

it was a sin to be hungry.

Or on the doors for that matter.

But it does say
thou shall not kill.

Our neighborhoods are
execution chambers.

We're just killin' one
another for nothin'.

No wonder some people
think we're animals

with a gullibility for
vice that's endless.

Our women and kids are
afraid to walk the streets.

And when the sun goes
down it's a nightmare.

Well if we can sit
in and kneel in,

just to sit at a counter
to drink some water,

then I think the
church oughta damn well

lay its body down in the
streets, at every intersection.

'Til our neighborhoods are safe.

Now that's what you
can do, Reverend,

instead of leadin' your
congregation in the hymn,

I'm on My Way to Heaven Anyhow,
let me tell you somethin'.

You are not on your
way to heaven anyhow.

♪ Know what you're
doing to yourself ♪

♪ Woo, woo-woo

♪ Know what you're
doing to your ♪

(dramatic music)

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