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Hey, my sweet babies,
and thank you for tuning into my vibe.
Today, phase three of the Tet Offensive
has officially begun.
This major offensive,
has brought our death toll to approximately 16,000 lives,
making this the bloody year for our boys
since the start of this ungodly war.
Please be safe out there.
Let's pray for our boys,
and y'all come home soon, you dig?
In the meantime, here's a little vibe
to mellow you cats out while you're homesick in the jungle
on WWRLN.
Hey, all of you swingers out there in Swingersville.
WWRLN regrets to announce
that the godfather of Harlem has passed away today.
Yes, Bumpy Ellsworth Johnson died of a heart attack
at the age of 62.
Mama?
It was at Wells Restaurant.
Victoria!
Victoria, my baby.
Victoria, please wait.
Victoria, I just wanna talk.
I've missed you so much.
Victoria Mary Ann Miller!
You stop right now.
I did not raise you to be this way.
You got some nerve to come around here
and talk about how I was raised.
What you think you could come around here and save me?
I don't need your saving now, Mama.
I'm doing just fine.
I'm sorry, baby.
Sorry?
Sorry for what?
What you got to be sorry for, Mama?
You sorry that I'm a hoe?
Don't say that about yourself, baby.
See, you got it all wrong, Mama, I love who I am.
I finally understand this is who I'm supposed to be.
See, you wanted me to be
one of those southern bells on the porch,
sipping mint juleps,
all while my husband have his way with my daughter.
Then come in the kitchen and fix supper
like it never happened.
God forbid you admit your deacon daddy liked his,
his, his granddaughter and his daughter
way more than he loved his own wife!
So how dare you come around here
and talk about how I was raised?
This is exactly how you raised me!
I'm sorry, baby, I didn't,
I didn't mean for that to happen to you.
Where were you, Mama?
I needed you!
Where were you?
I was afraid!
Okay?
I was dying in my own hell!
My daddy would creep into my room at night,
and a part of me was ashamed to admit that.
I was happy when he would go into your room
because I felt safe.
Do you hear yourself?
What did you want me to do?
Protect me!
How could I protect you
when I couldn't hardly protect myself?
If I could do it all again, I.
You what?
What do you want, Mama?
Time is money.
I just, I just wanted to see your face.
Is that all?
See, the difference between me and you is, Mama,
is you will always be weak.
You can't even fight for me now.
You came all the way here
and you can't even fight for me now!
And I'm glad you can't do it all over again,
'cause I'd hate to have to go through that hell
all over again because you can't save me.
So go, get in your car and go.
You seen me, I'm okay.
All right?
Go.
At least now I got control of who I let inside me.
Bye, Mama.
Larry, are you okay?
Larry, wake up.
You are never gonna find me if you keep going like this.
I'm right here.
All you have to do is open your eyes.
If you just open your eyes, you'll find me.
I'm closer than you might think.
I'll be waiting for you, brother.
Lucy, don't go.
Talk to me.
Please don't go.
Answer the phone.
Don't worry about me, I'm not going anywhere.
It might be important.
Hello?
Hey.
♪ La, la, la, la ♪
So the Hustler's Convention's next week, right?
Hustler's Convention?
What's that?
This nigga must got a horseshoe up his ass.
It's only the most prestigious event of the year.
All the players and macs come to town
to crown the Hustler of the Year.
How do you get invited?
Told this nigga right here slow motion.
You don't get invited, nigga.
You nominated.
Y'all niggas, good luck, 'cause you going up against me.
I just added a bitch from Sri Lanka to my stable.
Your country-babbling ass probably
don't even know what that is.
♪ Expressing the same thing ♪
♪ I try to shake it ♪
♪ But it's so deep, deep inside my veins ♪
♪ And no matter where I go ♪
♪ It keeps on driving me insane ♪
♪ Baby, just slide ♪
You ever heard of the Hustler's Convention?
Yes, Daddy.
Man.
Well, word on the street is
that I've been nominated for Hustler of the Year.
See, I told you you had mackin in your blood
when I first met you.
Let's celebrate.
Okay so, why don't we go call the rest of the girls?
No, no, no, Daddy, this is our celebration.
You tell them hoes something like this, this early on,
they subject to lose they mind.
We'll tell them the night of.
Hell, them nosy asses probably done already heard.
Is, is everything okay?
Yeah, Daddy, I'm fine.
You sure?
Let's go celebrate Mac of the Year.
What you doing here, newspaper boy?
I done told you, you ain't welcome around here no more.
I just got a few questions.
I said ain't nobody talking to your black cat ass no more.
Last time I let you talk to my hoe,
you had the bitch pissing on herself.
You know how hard I had to slap that bitch
to get her mind right?
I think this man has my baby sister, please.
Shit, what that got to do with me?
Look, Mr. Velvet, I think Edie is the only person
that can identify the man that's killing these girls!
Look, I don't know what you said to her,
but after a few days, the bitch got spooked and ran off.
Edie's missing?
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
This the last time I'ma tell you.
Leave my bitches alone.
Can I help you?
Are, are you working tonight?
Would you like me to be?
I, I, I was just looking for some company.
Isn't that a coincidence?
So was I.
Would you like to join me?
Why not?
You seem harmless enough.
Where, where to?
It's your rodeo, cowboy.
You tell me.
I have, I have the perfect place.
Lucy?
No sugar, but I've heard you were looking for me.
So, how would you like to do this?
Do what?
Oh yeah, that's right.
We never discussed what you wanted me to do.
What would you like me to do?
You, you, you're new to this, aren't you?
Is it that obvious?
Well, you just,
no, no, I, it's just, you're just a little,
seem a little different.
I have a confession.
This is my first night.
You're the first person I've picked up ever.
Don't you have a, a pimp?
No.
I'm just doing this to get through school.
A friend of mine
said it was an easy way to make some extra cash,
so I figured why not?
Isn't there a better way to make money for school?
Not unless I have some long lost rich uncle.
You have pretty eyes.
I'm not gonna hurt you, silly.
I just wanna see those pretty blues
without all that stuff in the way.
There.
That's better.
Wow.
You're a handsome fella.
So handsome.
What will it be?
Could we, could we just talk, would that be okay?
I haven't just sat and talked to anyone for a long time.
Except, except mother.
Talking is fine.
I'd like that.
Aaron,
Aaron Gacy.
Nice to meet you, Aaron.
My name is Candice Laporte, but my friends call me Candy.
Nice to meet you, Candice.
Didn't you hear what I said?
My friends call me Candy.
Call me Candy.
Nice to meet you, Candy.
Would you, would you like something to drink?
Sure.
I could use a pop.
I, I, I have some in the back, I'll,
I'll go get it, I'll be right back.
I'm, I'm sorry, I must have forgotten it.
It's okay.
You were such a gentleman for offering.
Here's to new friends.
So you was in the war?
Yeah.
How was that like?
The closest thing to being in hell that you can get.
Did you kill anybody?
I did.
Did you lose anybody?
Is that why you do that junk, 'cause it helps you cope?
This?
That ain't nothing.
I can stop anytime I want.
Sure.
What happened last time?
You just freaked out.
Look, I just came to tell you that I'm leaving town.
I hope when they catch that guy, you could find your sister.
How did you know about my sister?
I, I told you, I heard you were looking for me.
Is that Lucy?
Hm.
She's pretty.
Where are you gonna go?
I don't know.
Somewhere out west.
Why did you really come here?
I tried to tell Velvet,
but he just slaps me around
and throws me back on the tracks.
I go to the police and they tell me to stop hooking,
and I wouldn't have to worry about it,
but you're the only person who seems to care.
Can you describe him?
Down to his baby blue eyes.
I had a, a really good time tonight.
Can we do this again soon?
Yes,
I'd like that.
How about we meet here tomorrow, same time?
Wait.
I, I forgot to pay you.
Oh yeah, duh.
I almost forgot why I was out tonight.
Why don't you just get me next time?
See you tomorrow, Aaron Gacy.
Hey, all you beautiful black kings and queens
listening out there.
Now you know we love our gold
and during the medal presentations
at the summer Olympic Games in Mexico City,
sprinters, Tommy Smith and John Carlos
appeared on the podium wearing black socks
and raised their black-gloved fists,
while the US National anthem was played.
Black is beautiful, baby.
Power to the people.
Right on, my brothers.
Here's a little victory tune to help you celebrate on WWRLN.
♪ WWRLN ♪
I know it's been a while.
Brooklyn, New York.
And we never talked about it, but.
I felt so bad the way King treated you.
Nobody deserves to be treated like that.
Thank you.
That's nice to hear.
I have a question for you.
How did you get yourself involved in all this mess?
A pretty white little girl like you.
I'm only half white.
My mother is Japanese.
Isn't that some shit?
I called myself being grown.
I felt my Japanese side of the family was too strict.
I wanted to be more like my white friends.
My mother called herself trying to ship me off to Japan
to straighten me out.
I said to hell with that, so I ran.
Got a bus to New York City,
the city that never sleeps.
I was 16 at the time.
I remember getting off that bus and being so afraid.
I had never seen so many people
moving around at the same time.
Then I heard this thunderous voice.
It sounded like the voice of God.
God?
When I turned around, it was King's.
He was this beautiful black man with a commanding presence.
I wish I would've never gotten on that bus.
♪ WWRLN ♪
What about you?
I was sold.
No way.
Yeah.
I was a prostitute since I was a little girl.
My mom sold me to the local cartel.
I was so little.
Later, they used me to traffic drugs to the states
and I got busted.
I spent few years in jail.
When, when I got back home, I didn't have anyone in America,
and like you, I thought to come to New York City.
I watch all these programs on the TV.
I just wanted to be like them.
That was my dream.
When I got off that bus, I heard the same voice
and I saw the same man like you saw.
He, he saved me.
He really saved me.
So getting on that bus was
the best thing that happened to me.
Hey.
Get ready, bitches.
Get ready for what?
For the Hustler's Convention.
We all going to represent our Daddy,
so quit lollygagging around and get ready.
We styling and profiling tonight.
Hello?
Who is this?
Girl, you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Hm.
How long you been with child?
What you.
Girl, I've been watching you.
Look how fluffy you done got.
Skin shining like a diamond.
Only a fool can't tell it's a bun in the oven.
Please don't tell Robert.
I have a meeting with the midwife to get rid of it.
Child, you crazy?
This is a blessing.
How so?
For the last three months since King died,
you only been servicing them highfalutin crackers
that send us something.
So?
So?
Them freak ass white boys don't want they cover blown.
I could see the headlines now.
Judge Phillips or Senator Jones had an illegitimate child
with an underage black prostitute.
Them niggas would pay any amount of money
to sweep that shit under the rug.
Now the way I see it,
it's that baby that's gonna get you off your back
and set you up on Easy Street.
So get your pretty ass up and get your shit together,
'cause we going to the Hustler's Convention tonight.
What we gonna do now is go way back.
Way back, way back.
Back in that time.
Groovy.
♪ I'm on fire, and I'm burning hot ♪
♪ And I can't be stopped ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ And I'm burning hot ♪
♪ You know I can't be stopped ♪
♪ I'm on fire, fire tonight ♪
♪ Burning bright ♪
♪ My heat keep rising ♪
♪ My flame won't die ♪
♪ Every step I take ♪
♪ I ignite the ground ♪
♪ Feel the rush ♪
♪ It's spreading around ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ And I'm burning hot ♪
♪ And I can't even stop ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm on fire ♪
♪ And I'm burning hot ♪
♪ And I can't even stop ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ Turn up the heat ♪
♪ Feeling the fire ♪
♪ I won't slow down ♪
♪ I won't lose heat, heat ♪
♪ My body's feeling it, feel it yeah ♪
♪ I won't be complete ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm on fire ♪
♪ And I'm burning hot ♪
♪ And I can't even stop ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ I'm on fire ♪
♪ And I'm burning hot, I'm a flame ♪
♪ And I can't even stop ♪
♪ And I'm burning hot ♪
♪ And I can't even stop, wild and free ♪
♪ Burning hot for you, burning hot for me ♪
♪ Burning hot ♪
♪ Fire ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm on fire ♪
♪ And I won't be stopped ♪
♪ And I can't even stop ♪
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