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Any other needs, sir?
-Well, let's see. Uh, ladies?
Gentlemen?

John, would you like
something?

-The food does look great.
-I think we're fine, Thomas,
thanks.

Please tell Cheryl that this
is spectacular.

-She's outdone herself. Thank
you.
-It's just fabulous.

All right, everybody.
Napkins, please, on
the laps.

This is quail and it tastes
great.
You're going to love it.

How the grapes look
like flowers.

-Everything's perfect.
-And we have walnuts and a
terrific sauce.

What you have to do is slice
little pieces off and then
dip it in the sauce.

-Hi, Katie, Charles.
-Well, well, well, well. What
an honor.

Only a half hour late.
My baby.

Hi, John.
May I ask where you've been,
Charlie?

Hi, daddy. I been at the
liberry.

The liberry? Hm. Tell me
something, is that any
relation to the institution

knows as a library?

Come on, dad. Can't we have
one dinner where we don't
argue?

I hope so, but I've told you.
If you must wear that
ridiculous gold tooth,

do it outside. Not in my
house.

And take your jacket
off, too.

What were you guys doing
before you decided to become

rap artists and cut your first
album.

Come on, man. What that got to
do with what we talking about
right now, man?

I came here as a...as a
businessman coming to do
business with you in your

establishment, and you giving
me the run-down on all this
shit like you the police

or something, man. This is
what this place is. Isn't
it a recording studio?

It is a recording studio. I'm
trying my best to accommodate
you.

I'm a kid of the street, man.
Trying to do my thing.
Trying to get on.

Make music. Live a better
life.

Graduating this year.

I sure am.

God willing, with a little
luck and a few bribes.

Dad, why you always got to say
shit like that? Why can't you
just be normal?

Why do you
always 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 to
always fuck with me?

Rich is like the guy behind
the Cream Team. Is that
correct?

-Rich is in the mind behind
Cream Team.
-And his name is Rich.

-Rich Bower, yeah.
-The guy meeting us here is
Rich Bower?

-What you heard? Tell me what
you heard.
-Just some stories. Gossip and

shit about all the trouble you
guys might have been in.

Well, you see, that's in the
past now. We dealing with the
present.

-What we gonna do.
-Actually, Cigar, to be
totally honest with you,

I can't give you a firm answer
to that right now. We're
really jammed up.

What's going on, gov?

Still negotiating, nigger?

-I thought we had a deal.
-Yo, this is the cat who owns
the studio, man.

-He's trying to take us
through some...
-Arnie Tishman.

Feel free to look around.

By the way, which library were
you studying in, anyway?

Surely you remember the name?

No, I don't remember.

Oh! She was studying in the
library an hour ago,

but ask her which one,
and she doesn't remember.

What the fuck you mean you
can'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 with
you? What's up with you man?

-Who's...
-He acting like, you acting
like you on drugs, man.

These in here got you
bugging the fuck out.

-Who's your lawyer?
-What lawyer's got to do with
this? We our lawyers.

What the fuck? You the police
or something, man? We just
trying to book some

studio time. Fuck.
What the fuck you
talking about my lawyer?

Like, you don't treat me like
you do treat, like, everyone
else.

-Don't you start with
comparisons.
-Katie's so perfect.

-Katie's nine years old.
-Yeah, but it's like you think
she's so perfect, and like I'm

just this like disgusting
leech that you have. With my
friends, 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 and
ruin it for me.

You cut your first album
somewhere else. You use this
studio in the future.

Come on, man. We gonna see
you, man. We'll be back.

This is why people be getting
hurt, man.

'Cause when you make a person
feel this sort
of type of way...

-And you shut them out.
-Wait a minute. Is that a
threat 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 and
there's a place for this, but

I don't think right now,
this moment,
is the right time.

Let's just all sit here and
let's enjoy this quail and
have a meal together.

Hello? Hello Wren.

Hey, Charlie.

-You lighting up?
-Charlie? I missed you after
school

All right?

So I listened to Rae pour out
all her boyfriend problems.

Yo, that's good for Rae. I'm
glad 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 you
back, okay?

-Wait a second, Charlie...
-Shut up, I'm going to call
you back...

Who you talking to that...

Hello?

-Yeah.
-Yo, what's up? What you
doing?

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 and
see 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 expect
from having this motherfucker
working 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 every
fucking body else in here.
-This club going down.

Shit that I need to talk to
you about!

I know Rich gonna slap the
shit out of him.

-Word up.
-And his father's the
fucking D.A.

-Yo, man.
-You can't be coming up in my
joint, blowing the spot

like that, man. What the fuck
is wrong with you?

Yo, I'm doing this for you,
man. I don't do any of this
stuff for myself.

I'm working here for you.
You know what I do with my
life.

These guys
open up a club in your turf
without calling you,

without asking for any...any
kind of any...and no
compensation, nothing.

-It's bullshit, man. I th...
-So you gonna tell me what's
going on at my 'hood?

Fuck, I know these cats.
Scotty and Erik and all these
other motherfuckers. White

cats that I know that are
opening up this club in your
fucking 'hood with no calls,

with no nothing. I don't think
it makes any fucking sense at
all. What are you gonna do

-about it?
-What I'm gonna do? What the
fuck you mean, what I'm gonna

-do? What's your part? You got
the information, right?
-Yeah.

So just keep the fucking
information coming and you're
gonna see what the fuck I'm

-gonna do, man.
-I understand, I understand. I
understand what I got to do.

-Later, all right?
-Yeah, see, that's what I'm
trying to say to this little

knucklehead right here, man.
You can't be like...or you
can't act like you looking for

rapping.

What's up, home?

He want to be a rapper.

-Yeah?
-Telling him everybody can't
be 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, on
my way up, man.
-That's my agent.

-He had a wild look in his
eyes.
-We didn't know what he was

saying and all, but he looked
like he had something on this
mind.

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's
your game doing?
-You got to come see me play

Guaranteed.
some time, man.

Young people are always more
given to admiring what is wild
than what is reasonable.

That is a quote. Delacroix. I
want to examine today, with
you, the question of identity

and is culture involved,
and is race a factor?

-Charlie?
-I want to be black. I want to
get into the hip-hop thing.

Raven.
I want to go there.

Times are definitely, you
know, different now.
Things are different,

and obviously now, you see
a...

a lot of white kids, you know,
that...that admire and look
up to the

Black community and hip-hop
and, you know, and rappers.

-Wren?
-I think if...I think if
people are struggling with who

they are, I mean that's a big
thing, and being a teenager is
the transition from being a

kid to being an adult, and
when you're an adult, you have
to kind of know who you are.

Marty?

What's not healthy about, you
know, choosing a style? I mean
saying, you know, I should

treasure my Russian heritage
and then, you know, get all
caught up with what's going

on in Russia right now?
I don't give a fuck, 'cause
it's never gonna affect me.

-Kim?
-You don't want to be what
people expect of your race.

You know? Like people say,
Okay, you're white. You have
to be this way. You...you

can't walk around and talk
whatever,

Ebonics, you know.
And they're saying...I don't
know.

Sometimes, you just
don't want to be...be what
your race is supposed to be.

I'm a little kid, but little
kids go through phases. I
mean, I like it now and I'm

gonna like, stand up for it
and be like, yeah, I'm into
hip-hop, but you know, when it

comes down to it, I'll be over
it soon. But for right now,
while I'm in school, and while

I've got comfort and...and
I'm okay, and all my friends
are into it, I can go and hang

out with them, and I can go
and be a part of that. I can
do whatever I want. I'm a kid,

Shari?
in America.

Well, first of all, not
everybody in here is white.
I'm from the 'hood,

I don't want to go back and
live there. I go there
sometimes to visit my friends,

and they're trying to get out.
They want to go on to a
college education. They stay

in school and get their grades
so they can get out.

And I have friends
that do want to rap

And they rap about stuff
so that they can get out of
the 'hood. They're trying to

move up. They all trying to go
there.

I want to leave you with a
quote on this subject of
identity.

It's from
Shakespeare's Othello.

Iago, who has no identity,
says,

"I am not what I am."

Excuse me. Excuse me, my name
is Sam Donecker and this is my
husband, Terry Donecker...

And I am a freelance
documentary filmmaker. I'm
doing a project on a

phenomenon that I've actually
followed throughout America of
white high school kids who

imitate Black hip-hop life,
and I would love to include
you in my documentary. This is

something that's really
important to me. I have a
vision. I want it to be very

-real and raw and honest.
-You're looking for people
like us?

You think you...you think we
fit this description?

I think you do.

Yo, what? So you want to know

-why we call ourselves niggas?
-So you actually use that
term? The term, niggers?

-Isn't that a derogatory term,
I mean...
-No, no.

Nigger...nigger is a
derogatory term. Niggas isn't.

Okay, um...

Niggas is like, Yo, these are

-my niggas.
-This is something
that people don't...this is

-exactly what I'm talking
about.
-We should introduce her to

-Will, man.
-Yeah! Will! You got to meet
Will, his brother. Yo, he's

-the true nigga.
-This is my girl, Kim. I'm
Marty. 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 to
make movies?

Well, I went to NYU film
school.

Yeah, fourteenth is no good.
We can do it on the, uh...
thirteenth or fifteenth.

Okay, let's make it
the 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 see
you. Good to see you.

-I think you know Rich.
-Absolutely. We met here
yesterday.

-And I believe you know Cigar.
-How you doing?
Cigar, my buddy.

And this is Dean. Dean's a
point guard on the
Rider basketball team.

You know how much I love
watching those smooth moves
you got.

You know what I'd suggest? For
you guys to go take a look
downstairs and get a run of

-the joint. Steve and I will
talk some business up here.
-Friendly business.

This is gonna be big for
everybody.

Steve, it's a ball
to see you, baby. Have a seat
right over here.

I'm so glad
you called and we got this
thing straightened out.

These white motherfuckers kill
me, man. Yesterday, me and
'Gar come in here by ourself.

No fucking deal. Today, we
bring another cracker, and
it's all good. Could you

-explain this shit to me?
-That's just your reputation
preceding you.

-But that's all gonna change
now.
-What I cannot afford is a

corpse in my lobby, a Biggy
Smalls, a Tupac, a body in my
elevator.

You know, that's not good for
business.

-So, what do you think about
me and Greta getting back?
-Back and forth, back and

forth. It's your game, baby.
Do what you want. Whatever
turns you on.

Yeah, she's writing her
anthropology graduate thesis
on race.

-Good for her.
-I think we're really gonna
make it this time, man.

Let me ask you a question.
What do you think these
white people really want from

us, man? You know what I'm
talking about. White
motherfuckers out here trying

to imitate us, trying to rap,
trying to dress Black and all
this shit. Bitches throwing

pussy all over. What's going
on with this shit? A lot of
people just think it's like

size. You know, the myth.
Niggas got bigger dicks and
shit. But I don't think that's

it, though, man. I think they
think they gonna get some kind
of life-force or some shit

from fucking with us. Had some
white chicks in the park with
me the other day. Some preppy

little chicks, freaking them
off, you know what I mean?
Pops is an

investment banker, orders
bullshit, Central Park West
living and all that.

Shit, I don't know what the
fuck she thinks she's going to
get from being around me.

I'm probably trying to get a
little bit of her information

and see what I
can do with it.

Yeah, but man, let me tell you
something. White people are as
different from each other as

Black people. You can't just
lump them all together like
that. 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 and
shit.

I'm not sneaking up on you. I
can't believe this shit's
happening.

Yo, we gonna make hits,
I'm telling you.

-Congratulations.
-I'm telling you, we gonna
make 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're
professionals, and they just

want to work, and I'd really
appreciate if we can work here
with 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 care
about you a lot. If you do
feel like you're going, like

-into a bad route...
-I know what to do. I'm gonna
come see you and get my

blessings.

Good, then. You know.

Keep them blessings in your
heart for me, that's all.

Steve, four words. You've got
a deal.

Thanks. All right, man.

I've...I've got one. I've got
one for us, for...for Kim. It
said something, I...I

remember earlier. About I
don't want any dick tonight.

Dirty mouth.
Just eat my pussy right.

-I was, is that, uh...
-Well, you know that's Little
Kim. That's a quote, but uh...

-Yeah, she's a rapper.
-But...but that...but that's
also Big Kim right here.

Wait, if you're...making
that sort of assumption,

is it that you would
like to have a girl

eating your pussy,
you don't want dick
that night?

-Well, I'm just saying like,
guys for so long have just

been taking what they want,
just getting their come on, so
it's time girls fucking get

-their come on.
-What about you guys,
huh...Sam? I mean you're

straight and your husband's
obviously gay. What's that
about?

Love. That's what it's about.
And my husband is a very
sensitive and complex person,

-and we're crazy about each
other. Right, darling?
-Absolutely, my angel.

I have a question for
everyone. Origin of the word,
fuck. Who knows it?

What's the origin of the word,
fuck, honey? Tell them what
the origin of the word is.

Egyptian...

You tell them.

Seventeenth Century, Charles
the One. Fornication Under
Consent of the King.

I don't think I can
comfortably be interviewed
with this guy.

Tell me what they
can offer you.
What is it? What is it?

What do they offer you?
What...why do you want

to be involved in it? Why do
you want to emulate them?

'Cause they're cool.
They offer us, like, safety.

-Safety from what?
-Safety from...from like
anyone 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 point
guard 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 my
way of saying, See you later.
-Really?

That's too bad, 'cause I had

-like...something I wanted to
talk to you about.
-Yeah, what's that?

I was just wondering if you
wanted to make $50,000.

Ten up front.

What are you, some kind of
quiz show host or something?

No, man. I'm your future.

Well, then you got the wrong
guy, my man.

Really, so like the outcome of
some little rinky-dink
basketball game

that nobody gives a shit what
the score is tomorrow

is more important to you
than making $50,000 in cash.

-I'm starting to think
you're serious.
-I'm totally serious.

I don't know about this, man.
This is...

Criminal stuff you're
talking about, man.

Criminal in what way, though?
It's a crime against the
federal government.

It's not a crime against some
old woman or, you know,
you're not hurting anybody.

You're basically hurting the
federal government.

Don't know if you give a
shit about them, I don't.

What they do for you
lately? They haven't
done too much for me.

Look, here's the thing. I'm
wondering. You haven't
gotten drafted yet, have you?

No.

I'm just wondering, what
happens to you
after you graduate?

I've got some more
interesting things going on
than throwing a game.

I'm not trying to talk
you into anything.

I mean, if you don't want it,
don't take it.

What if I turned you in
right now?

Turn me in? I don't think
you'd turn me in.

Would this be the worst thing
you ever did in your
entire life?

What? A few bad passes, a few
missed layups.

Who the hell
would ever know?

-What's in it for you?
-Don't worry about me, all
right?

I'll bet what I wanna bet
on the game.

I'm gonna make a lot more
money than you will.
Think about it, all right.

And uh, I don't know,
tomorrow, if you're around at
noon, Time Cafe downtown.

Okay.

Nine hundred words? No way. I
need at least 1,800.

This is a major article I'm
writing, darling. My God, look
who's sitting there.

It's District Attorney King!

So, you boys
were playing football?

-What's the verdict?
-Good hands. He's got
good hands.

Runs in the family.

They see us.
Billy.

There's an odd-looking guy
who keeps staring at you.
Looks like he knows you.

Maybe he does.

I think I should make my way
over and introduce myself to
our illustrious D.A.

George Wayne,
Vanity Fair. Writer.

Oh! I read your column every
month. You're wonderful.

You're the much loved,
much praised District
Attorney of Manhattan.

-Oh, I don't know about
praised and loved.
-And you are Sheila King.

Formerly Sheila Blair,
assistant District Attorney,
in charge of sex crimes.

Very good.

I interrupted your lunch
because I was having a meeting
with my editor

and we're thinking about doing
a story: Ten Who Run New York.
And, Mister District Attorney,

you're are on the short list
with the likes of Donald Trump
and the mayor.

What do you think of
that notion, young buck?

You know, actually maybe
you should interview
some of his past wives, too.

Wives?

Yeah, yeah.

He's got two others
besides this woman here.

-Okay, Marty.
-You should meet my
brother, Will.

He's got a nice resume, too,
you know.

Is Will studying
to be a lawyer?

Actually, on his way to law,
but in a different sense.
You know what I mean, George?

My son has a vivid
imagination.

-So it seems.
-Yeah, I got a good
imagination, George.

-Why don't you call my office
tomorrow?
-Sounds like a great idea.

-Yeah, we can uh, lock it up.
-I like that notion. Lock it
up.

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 great
opportunity for your father.

Why do you fucking care? What
does 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 my
mouth? Since she's around?

If you ever disrespect my
wife or me in front of
a stranger again,

I will cut you off.
Go be with your brother.

Buy you fancy Avirex and
Kangol 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, a
punishment?

You bet it is, Marty. You play
by my rules or you get out.
You hear me? Support yourself.

What would your father say,
if he knew you were in bed
with 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't
mean he can fuck with my life.

Anyway, we don't even
talk to each other.

(RAP MONOLOG)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

(RAP MONOLOG)

-Hey, Rich.
-You all are ready to play or
what?

That's what I'm talking about.

If cultural anthropology is to
serve a useful function
in the debate on race,

it must eliminate bogus
categories like Negroid,
Caucasoid and Mongoloid.

Race must be viewed not as a
set of people defined strictly

and separated each from the
other, but rather as a series
of color gradations.

The blackest black not nearly
so close to the lightest tan

as the lightest tan is
to the average normal white.

This would not only correct
socially destructive forms of
bigotry which result from

race-based analysis, it
would also, to quote Henry
Kissinger,

have the additional
virtue of being true.

Well what?
Well?

My head is just...
Forget it.

Yeah, go on. Like what?

-It's just somewhere else
right now. That's all.
-You want to talk about it?

Something happened real
strange today. You can't tell
anybody. Nobody.

You don't trust me?

Well, I'm listening to the
guy, and the way he was coming
at me, I didn't...

I don't understand what you're
talking about.

The guy who approached me
was a gambler.

So, what's your point?

He offered me $50,000
to throw a game.

That's the kind of thing Luke
used to do when I was living
with him.

He would bribe players.

-Why would you want to live
with 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 up
a club in three days?

No, no, we do have a sponsor.
We do have a sponsor.

What sponsor?

Celebrity plus models
equals bash.
It's gonna be sick, I promise.

Get on the phone right away
and check all the RSVPs.

Better stop stressing or
you're going to die
before you're, like, 25.

I want it to be right.
Slow down.

Shit.

White boys, white boys.
White people

Let me get a fucking
representative up.

Who the man in charge here?

Back up.

I want the man in charge.

I am

You in charge?
Yeah, Scotty.

Yeah.
You here with me?

Yeah.
Pay attention to him!

Listen, everybody shut the
fuck up and let me handle my
fucking business!

White boys came to the 'hood.
That's ill! Y'all some blind
motherfuckers 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 where
the fuck you at.

I ain't get no phone calls
from you or none of your
people.

I think so.
You know who I am?

I need 75% of this joint right
here, 75% me...

25% for you and your guys.

What are you giving us
for 75%?

Who the fuck is you? I thought
he was the fucking spokesman.

This is the fuck from what.
You, do you...do you
understand?

Turn around and look at him.
You fucking understand
what I'm talking about?

If you all don't want this
fucking shit happening
every fucking five minutes.

All right, all right, all
right! Hey! Hey, hey, hey! I

I don't know! I...I...I don't
have any money, all right?

-What you say?
-It's not my money. It's
somebody else's money.

So why the fuck you stepped up
like you was the fucking man
in charge, then?

-'Cause he is.
-'Cause I didn't know who you
were, all right?

-You wannna be in charge?
Come here?
-Shut up, all right? Please.

-Please, please, please?
-Don't watch my gun, man. Guns
don't kill. People kill.

Tell this guy.
Tell him who your uncle is.

What the fuck?
Fuck his fucking uncle!

All right. Take down his
phone number, all right?

What? You all down with the
mob 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 Ricky
Martined to death, man?

You all motherfuckers make
sure you get your shit right,
man, 'cause I'll be back.

Tell the boys to reach
out to me, huh!

(MUSIC BLARING)

(INAUDIBLE UNDER MUSIC)

Scotty, man, we had nothing to
do with that, dude.

What the fuck is going on,
Scott? You all right? You all
right? You know these guys?

-Who are those fucking guys?
-They're from the fucking
neighborhood.

Nigger motherfuckers come in
here. Who the fuck are they?

Hi.

So we're on?

What makes you so sure?

You showed up.

Yeah. I'm here.

-Did you tell anybody about
this?
-No.

Nobody.
Nobody?

Not even your girlfriend
or anything?

How you know I got a
girlfriend?

I don't know you have a
girlfriend, I just assumed
you have a girlfriend.

I mean you're a young man...

Uh-huh.

-So, did you tell her?
-Why would I tell my
girlfriend?

'Cause if you do, we're
fucked. You know. You
don't want to fuck me, right?

I hadn't thought about
it, but you know, I think I'll
pass on it.

Seriously, you don't want to
fuck me, right?

You're asking me some real
strange questions, man.

You know, there's gonna be a
fuck fest and we're, both of
us, are gonna be fucked

if you should say...
say anything to anybody.

Look, man, I don't think you
want to do this. You act like
you don't want to.

So, you want me to say no?

Want you to say no? I don't
want you to say no.

I want you to say whatever
you want to say.

I want you...If you want to
do it, I want you to do it.

If you want to basically take
a lot of money to fix a
basketball game.

I just want you to be clear
with this. You're committing
a felony.

You're losing a basketball
game for money.

I want to be clear that.
I want you to understand
you're breaking the law.

If you're fine with that,
then I'm fine with that.

Tell me you understand
what 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 the
bathroom.

Well, it's not in the
bathroom. It's in my
underwear.

I would go...I
think we should go in the
bathroom to get it.

I could get it out of my
underwear now.

I think we should go
in the bathroom and get it out
of my underwear.

All right, all right, okay.
Let's go to the bathroom
and get your money.

Let's go to the bathroom and
get it out of my underwear.

It's crazy.

The things we do to throw a
basketball game, huh?

So?

-Hey, man, don't try no funny
stuff.
-Funny stuff?

You're like a pervert
or something.

I'm not a pervert.

Yo, man, you are a mad strange
man. Will you stop fumbling
around and give me the money?

I'm trying...what is that
supposed 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 club
you 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 the
street. Smoke a
little weed, see some girls.

Who down there?

Just some girls I saw.

Nothing belonged to me down
there?

Four guys, three cows, two
sheep, anything you need.

You got a sick mind, Will.

Nah.

White boy. This
motherfucker come up with
some 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 the
infamous, 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 on
your brother.

This is my husband, Terry.

Hiya.
Hey.

-Yeah, she found us...
-Yeah, we're doing a
documentary.

And she's doing like this
documentary. Ain't you got
your own friends, man?

Who are these guys? Will you
introduce us?

I do, but she's a cute girl.

Will you introduce us?

No?
Oh shit.

-Yo. What up?
-We came up here to meet
these people.

You came running up to me.

Where you at? I'll be over
there at the Wall, man.

The Wall? Hey, what's the

SAM: Wall? What's the Wall?
-All right. Peace.

That's like where they're
from, 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 go
to 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 follow
them 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 much
as you are.

What? What's wrong with the
Wall? Why can't we go to the
Wall?

-Yeah, we could go if you want
to go.
-Let's go to the Wall.

Why does he got to be so
fucking possessive?

-We'll take the boat and go
down there now.
-Let's go the Wall.

My brother's a pretty cool
guy, isn't he?

Are you guys all just
imitating a Black culture,
a Black lifestyle?

We're not imitating it.
We're influenced by it.

But did you always have that
way of speaking,
that gold tooth?

I mean is that the way you
were brought up?

Whatever. It just happens, you
know what I mean? Like if you
moved to London right now,

in like two years, you'd be
talking like some English
person.

Do you talk like this to
your parents?

What do your parents think
about the way you
dress and talk?

They hate it, but their
parents hated what they did.

So it is about rebelling
against your parents?

It's about being yourself.
It's just about them.

It's about just doing
what 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 changed
so much. Your hair...

It's been a few years.
I've changed. I have.

I'm a filmmaker.
I'm doing a documentary
on these kids.

What's your name?

Scott.

Howdy, Scott.

How you doing, pal?

Hmm?
What do you want?

Nothing, just watching.
What do you want?

Watching what?

The approach to Staten Island.

Are you married, are you...?

-Yeah, I'm married. I live
on the upper East side.
-Oh sure.

-I don't mean to be
strange or pushy or...
-Well, you are.

-or come off like a cushion
pusher to you.
-You are.

Pardon?
Dude, I don't understand.

Why do guys always gotta
come up to me
and try to talk to me?

Right.
I'm not gay.

Is there a sign on me that
says "fuck me" or something?

-No.
-I like dick? 'Cause I don't
like dick.

All right? So stop with...
Right.

-I'm going to my girlfriend's
house 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, trying
to hit on me, man.

I ain't with it. I don't
understand. What's the deal?

Do I look gay? Am I wearing
a fucking G-string
and fucking Daisy Dukes?

It's more of just an energy.

Do I got a tight shirt on?

Do I skip around? I mean, let
me know. If you see it, 'cause
I don't know what it is.

I just saw you walk in. I
didn't notice if you were...

Do I walk like feminine or
something? I don't understand.

Let me see. Give me your walk.

I ain't giving you my...Did
you see it when I walked in?

I wasn't really paying
attention then.

-What makes you think I'd
talk to you?
-There was a certain energy...

There was an energy about me?

Yes.

So there's nothing I can do
about that, then.

Don't know if it's
internalized
or if you're...

-Do you just go up to people
randomly and bother them?
-Yes, I do.

I don't mean to bother you.
'Cause you're bothering me.

Well, can you please
leave me alone, then?

Certainly, as I said, Scott.

Okay, so. Nice meeting you.

-Let's leave it at
that. 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, Brett
Ratner, right here.
-Rich. Good to meet you.

-Motherfucker directed
Rush 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. He
sent 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 to
do work, 'cause
that's what we want.

Oh, hell yeah. I'm here to
sell records for you.

Yo, not to cut you...every
time I call this nigga, he be
having the joint playing.

It's a hit. I'm doing
Hollywood films, you got a
hit record, okay?

I want to do the video because
if I do the video,

it's gonna cross over.
I've never been to Staten
Island before, okay?

-Uh-huh.
But I know what you're about,

and I would know what your
music's about, and I would
know what you're saying.

Right. I respect what he do,
but me and him ain't the same
type of people.

I'm black. He white.
No doubt. I recognize...

Truth is, I'm white. I'm from
Miami, okay? But I love your
music.

I'm just here to make it look
great. That's my job,
know what I'm saying?

Yo, man, he gonna Hollywoodize
it for us. He gonna put
the stamp on it...

I'm gonna give you
the production value.

Exactly. He gonna make it look
like it's Hollywood even
though it ain't Hollywood.

We gonna take it from the,
from the purest form.

I know what your audience
wants, and I know how to
cross 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.

Hi.
Um, excuse me?

What's going on?

Put that camera away, man.

Okay. Sorry. Sam Donecker. I'm
doing a documentary, um...

Rolling up on a nigga with a
camera and all this shit. Who
you working with?

It's just a camera. I'm
just...I'm working with
myself. I'm just doing a

documentary on...this
phenomenon actually that I've
witnessed all over America.

Hi. I'm Sam. What's your name?

Brett Ratner.

Oh! Rush Hour. Okay, right.

I overheard that you said you
were going to the Wall?
Is this the Wall?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Adding in more shit. Interview
this nigga, man. Throw it on
him.

Oh, shit! Brett fucking
Ratner! 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'm
gonna do their video.

Damn. Oh, now I know I got to
watch my back, now. analog
niggas 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 the
camera 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 the
Wall. Tell me about the Wall.

All right, Sam. I'll tell you
about the Wall.

This wall right here is a
monument to two fallen
soldiers that lived out here.

America is definitely eating
its young. And it's past time
that we did something about it

and took responsibilities
for our own ways and actions.

You know what I mean? That's
why you got
"Can it be...all so

-It ain't that simple.
-You know what I mean? It's
never that simple.

That's why after the laughter,
there's always tears. You be
surprised how many white kids

do know what time it is, you
know? And um, the same way
we was taught when we

came over here on the slave
ships. We teaching now. You
know 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 average
working man is a slave.

You know what I'm saying?
We're share...croppers.

We all share cropping. But
the thing that is...this music
is so influential and so

real, there's not a wall
built that can hold it down.

Hey, Rich. Me and Charlie want
to come hang out with you.

You all got too much extra
baggage around with
y'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 the
ferry, let's jump in a cab,
and we'll ditch them.

Maybe we should go get
something to eat when we get
back.

Maybe Little Italy.
We could go to Chinatown

So there's only one cab.
There's not enough for
everybody.

SAM: We have to stick with
these 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 my
nose 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...he
don't even...he just...

Yeah, he's just the biggest
gangster 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 to
jail unless you give me Rich.

You're fucked.

I'm a fucking New York City
detective, asshole.
You're under arrest.

You're under arrest.
You're fucked.

$50.000.

You and Cigar arrange that
meeting at the gym for me?

I'm okay. You know I handled
that. Two o'clock,
me and Cigar.

Everybody gonna be there.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

-Hey, yo! Who is it?
-Wren and Marty to see Charlie
and Kim.

CIGAR: Hey, yo, don!
CHARLIE: Oh, shit.

Yeah, let them in.

-What the fuck are they doing
here?
-I don't know, but chill, yo.

Yo, Charlie. Come on, I want
to talk to you.

No. Not now. What do you want?
What?

Come on. I want to talk to you
please.

No! Tell me now. What?

Look, can we just talk?

What do you...stop it. What do
you want to talk about?

-Yo, calm down, man.
-You know, I thought I could
trust you.

Yo, get off it. Don't be
starting with him. That's my
problem. I'll deal with it.

What do you mean, "Don't be
starting with it,
that's your problem."

It's my problem. I don't even
want to talk to you,
right now.

Don't want to talk to you now.
Yeah, all right.

Just yo, chill
out with that bullshit, man.

-I thought I could trust you.
What is this?
-You can. What did I do?

You can come over here. I
thought you were going to
Kim's house.

I thought I was going to Kim's
house, too, but whatever, Rae.

I didn't know that you knew
these people like this.

Look, we were in the cab
RICH: What you mean "these
people"?

And they were talking about
place and I've never been...
RICH: Motherfucker.

You've never gone somewhere in
a cab and changed your mind
right then? Ever? Come on.

We didn't even know.
We would've...we totally
would've told you.

I'm sorry for following...
It's like you come in here...

You come in here and you're
disrespectful to everybody.
-Disrespectful?

-To everyone? What? I'm
trying to talk to you.

-You know, it was a chill,
mellow environment until your
ass showed up.

It was cool in here. We were
all relaxing.

Look, you know what?

Smoking joints, watching TV.

You told me you were going to
Kim's.

Yeah, and then we changed our
mind.

Yeah, in the middle of the
cab 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. You
know, she's...everybody's
just a little crazy right now.

You know how this shit is.

Whatever. Why you got to be
getting involved with my
problems?

-What do you mean, why I got
to be getting involved
-Just chill with shit.

-You always disrespecting me.
-You brought your problem to
me when you came in my world.

So fucking what?
You brought your shit here.

You're always telling me like
I'm some kind of your pussy...

Whatever. Shut the fuck up.

You've got to be chiling on
that shit.

Is that, is that Mike Tyson
over there?

Yeah, that's Mike Tyson. You
filming everything and all
that?

It's part of the documentary.

Yo, check the joint out, man.

-Hey, yo, give me that shit.
-Hey, no. What? Look, it's
part of the documentary.

-Film them a second, huh?
-You know, I'm not doing
anything 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 a
secret garden or something.

Is that really Mike Tyson?

Yeah, that's Mike Tyson.

-Yeah. Women in the
Paleolithic Era.
-The Golden Age.

Breeders.
Yeah. Goddesses.

They ruled.

No one understood procreation.

How would anybody know
without 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 it
tomorrow.
- Before noon or something.

Keep well.

Yeah, you too. Bye.

Hey, did you know that women
in the Paleolithic Era
were 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 thought
I should take the money, too.

I said, do what you want, just
be true to yourself.

And what was that supposed to
mean?

Oh, that means free will. Your
choice. And you chose to take
the bribe.

So, what's the
problem now? You regret it?

Yeah, I regret it. I got
caught.

But suppose you hadn't been
caught.

Then what?

Then you would have felt good
about yourself, right?

So who you are is really based
on external judgments and not
any conviction.

Are you listening to yourself?
I'm in the worst trouble
of my life,

and you're examining my
shit like it's one of
your 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 Rich
because of all the
shit 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 Rich
was your friend.

We grew up together.
I mean, he went his way,
I went my way.

All his shit is about
fucking with the law.

That's right.
And you've been straight.

And now you just broke away
and got nailed.

So what are you saying?
I'm supposed to go to jail?

No, I'm just saying be true to
yourself.

What would you do?

Doesn't matter.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

-Sorry, are you having
a private moment?
-Yeah.

-Excuse me, brother.
-I'm sorry, my heart is just
pounding right now.

I'm just so excited to just
meet you and stuff and...and

if I could have a minute
of your time, just to tell you
some 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 so
nervous.

I met you...in...uh...the
Versace 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 knew
each other.

I'm saying that I had met you
before and I wanted to
apologize if I said anyth...

You don't even remember?
Well, I don't remember.

Good. 'Cause I...I barely
remember myself, so good,
okay...good.

Whatever. Okay, man.

Okay. Okay.

I had a dream about you.

This is what I wanted...this
is 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 you
two weeks ago.

It's so funny because you were
wearing a shirt a lot like the
shirt 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 peaceful
moment here, please.

Okay. Well, in the dream, you
were 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 that
again, 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 hear
me, cum drinker?

Oh shit!

All right. Are you dumb?

I'm sure Mister Tyson would
rather speak to so many
other 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't
right.

Listen, I don't know anything
about this white fag shit your
guys...you white guys.

Listen, I'm from a different
culture. I'm...

-Steady on the assault and
battery.
-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 want
to talk to me about it?

-Oh, no. That's okay.
-I'll take your word
for it. Can I just...

They put you underneath the
penitentiary for the white
women. I...I just can't...

There's a difference? Is
there a difference? I mean,
what's the difference

between the white women
versus Black women?

I don't trust no white bitch.
Not so done got me up there
and 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 to
turn it off? Yes. Okay.

Yes? Okay, it's off.
Please.

You're not dealing with a
animal. This is not a study of
animals.

-It's off. It's off. Okay?
-Please allow me to...just
leave me here, please.

-Please.
-Can I just introduce myself
to you?

Please.

In all honesty, I'm a fan.

I really.
Please.

Go ahead with that uh, strange
individual wherever he...

-I don't think he meant any
harm. I really don't.
-Hey, buddy. You all right?

Mike, you better have your
fucking wallet over there with
you, man.

What's his name?

Who's name?

The cop?

Mark Clear.

What does he look like?

What does he look like?

Yeah.

What difference does it make
what he looks like?
Just curious.

Just curious.

He looks like what he is.

So what are you gonna do now?

I mean you're definitely
beautiful to look at.

You really believe that?

Yeah. Why would I say that?

Think I want you mad
at me for lying? I'm not gonna
lie to you.

I wouldn't be angry
at you, 'cause no one ever
expressed 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 the
phone book.
-Really?

Uh-huh. Sam Donecker.

Donecker.

You all was loving it.

Hold on for a minute.

Hey don, a chick named Greta
wants to holler at you.

Greta?

What the fuck she want to
holler at me for? What the
fuck is going here?

Are you okay, honey? 'Cause
that 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 in
a lot of trouble?

What the fuck you gonna help
me with?

Be at the Roger Williams
Hotel, room 406, in one hour.

Meet you at a hotel?

That's right.

Why you can't tell me over
the phone?

Just be there. Trust me.

Let's get this shit straight.

Ain't no funny business
going 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?

Shit.
Uh-huh.

All right.

-What the hell? Come on, baby,
I'm trying to take a piss.
-Go right ahead.

-So you think Dean's
your friend?
-Yeah, he's my friend.

And what would you do if you
knew that Dean was approached
by a gambler and offered

$50,000 to shave points
on a game?

Shit, fifty thousand? I'd
probably tell him to take it.

I'd take it, depending on the
circumstances.

What would you do if you
knew that he took that money,
threw the game, then found out

that the gambler wasn't really
a gambler, but a cop?

Then I'd say Dean got trouble
on his hands.

And suppose the cop wasn't
really after Dean, but after
his friend, Rich.

And Dean decided
to sell him out,

have him go to jail so he
could stay free.
Then what would you do?

Shit. I'd have to be
double-platinum, 100% sure

before I even thought about
doing anything.

Is that right?
You can be.

That's right.

So what would you do?

-Might have to do something to
his girl.
-Like what?

-Depends. Whatever turned her
on, whatever excites her.

And what about Dean?
What would you do to Dean?

Don't worry about Dean.

Yes.
Take a break. You hungry?

You know what? We'll go get
some pasta. I'll take you
to Scores tonight.

I want to go there. I never
been there.

Will you take me there,
please? 'Cause I need to
go there.

-Get a nice bite.
-Only thing I got to do is go
home and see my wife,

get my morning run, take my
kid to school and come back
and 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 is
Cigar. My friend, Chuck.

-How you doing?
-That was some crazy shit
last night, huh?

-That weird-ass white
motherfucker.
-Just came to get some wisdom.

Wisdom, yeah, really?
Tell me about wisdom.

Now that was damn wisdom.

I've made too many mistakes
to be a man known
for his wisdom.

Except you can't make the same
mistakes twice and shit. Know
what I'm saying?

I made quite a few. Not the
same, but I always get
the same consequences.

-Pain.
-Shit, all this shit boils
down to pain.

It's like, you know that cat,
Dean and shit. He got arrested
for some bullshit,

And he kind of like, trying to
stagnate my process,
know what I'm saying?

Via where I came from as to
where the fuck I'm going.

That's a age-old story,
brother.

-Deceit, treachery.
-Dude is in a squeeze where
it's like, yo.

He gonna get me rocked so he
can save himself, basically.

He gonna try to, it's like
this police business
and all that shit.

All right, so this is what
you'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 told
on you.

I got two possibilities, Mike.

I can kill the motherfucker or
not kill him.

If I don't kill
him, I'm going to jail.

What...what's your
suggestion? What should I do?

You have a problem with
somebody, you have to
solve the problem.

Take care of the problem.
You're angry and you're
angry about people

that you feel that's betrayed
you, but if...if you're not

willing to be nice to somebody
constantly, then you
should kill them,

'cause if you're not nice to
them and you have them around,

once you empower them, they're
gonna kill you or hurt you.

So you're telling me I should
go ahead and murder the dude.

Oh, whoa, whoa! My friend,
I said nothing of the sort.

I'm too fastidious with my
words. I choose them
very carefully.

What I said is you have a
problem, deal with the
repercussions of it.

Are you willing to deal with
the responsibility of going to
a penitentiary?

I've been there. You don't
want to go to prison.

Random strip search,
random kick in your ass,
having dogs look up your ass.

You know what I mean? Some
pervert guard playing with
your 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 articulate
and all that, but

Oh, my God.

Come on, we're from the same
motherfucking part of town,
man.

I ain't even understand that
whatever the fuck word it was
you just said.

I'm trying to get to the
point.

In other words,
in other words,

a bug needs to be stomped on.

But listen, I love
you there, brother. Always
will love you.

Like Dean, too, But your guy
chose this life, um, deal with
that problem.

You should come with me to
Scores. They got good pasta.

Come on, man, I got a fucking
headache, you're
talking some fucking Scores.

Well, shit, man. that could
relieve 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 some
trouble the other night in the
club with him and him?

Fucking right it was trouble.

First of all, boys, this is my
nephew, Scotty,
and that's Frank.

-Yeah, and?
-Okay, so tell me what
happened.

-I'll tell you what happened.
-I want to hear this. He tried
to take half.

The club's getting opened up
in my neighborhood,

Neighborhood I been in all
these years of my life.

Twenty block radius there
of me and my cool rule.

We're gonna work something
out, me and you, 'cause I got
something else I want

to do a later, but as
far as this thing's concerned,
it's all straightened out.

We'll take care of it.
Shake hands with nephew.

-Shake hands. Come
on, 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 more
problems.

-We'll work it out. What we
got to do, okay?
-All right.

All right, guys. I'll see you
at the opening.

Just remember man,
this is not a game.

Next time, you go to
him first.

Why did you make me look
fucking stupid, I want to know

Next time, you go to him
first. Let him make you...

I look like an asshole now,
this guy comes in here and
calls 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! Shut
up! What are you talking...

Just shut up and let him talk!

(TRAFFIC NOISES )

(INDISTINCT ARGUING)

Hi. Excuse me. Excuse me, are
you Inspector Deck?

-Yeah.
-Well, it's really nice to
meet you. I'm Sam Donecker,

I'm a really big fan. This
is my husband, Terry Donecker.

Hey. Want to do me a favor and
introduce me to your friends?

I'm heading out over
there anyway, know what I
mean?

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 your
music actually influences kids
today.

Sticks.
What's your name?

Sticks. Why Sticks?

That's what I do every night.

Sticks.
Sticks.

What does that mean?

That mean don't let me catch
you on a late night walking
around...

What's going on, Billy?
How you doing?
You all right?

Yeah. How do you like the
club? Looks good, right?

Right?
Looks nice. Nice.

-Rich, how are you?
-Calling on you for that favor
right about now that we...

You got it. What is it? No
problem. What do you got?

Got a kid in the club, Dean.
I need to get him hit.

I need one of your boys
to take care of it for me.

-Tonight?
-Tonight, man! Right now!
In here!

Rich, it's opening night. You
want me to kill the fucking
guy?

Let the place warm up a
couple of weeks. Give me a
fucking break.

-Listen, listen...
-I want you to do it right
now.

Listen, Guy will be here in
two days. You can't wait two
days?

I ain't got two days, man.
Fuck it, I'm going to deal
with it right now.

What do you want me to
do? Kill the guy myself
tonight?

I'm gonna deal with it, man.
Don't even worry about it.

Do you feel exploited by it?

-Yeah, man. That shit is
bullshit, 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, the
motherfucking, the big...ass
tourist bus that be riding

through Harlem. Looking at us
like we motherfucking on
display and some shit.

So you're saying that you
cannot know it
unless you live it.

Gentlemen, what's the word?

I just can't think of it.
It's just too weird
thinking about it.

-A tumor festering in my
brain.
-That's true.

Help. This is...sorry.
I'm so scared.

Come on, I'm just trying to
have fun, too.
I thought we share.

We do. We share.

Come on, let me hit that, let
me hit that, let me hit that.

-Um, a little bit too much to
drink tonight?
-What is that you're wearing?

This?

No, the cologne.

It's Aramis.

Get out of here.

-It's a throwback. You
remember 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's
your name?

Casey. It's nice to meet you.

Oh, it's my pleasure.

Where the fuck you been at,
white boy? I've been looking
for your little ass, man.

Man, watch the 'do.
What's going on, man?

Come on, your 'do is fucked up
anyway, man.
Stop this bullshit.

What's up, yo? What do you
think of the digs?

Shit is right.

It's right, right?

What's up with you, though?
What's going down?

-Chiling, chiling, I'm
feeling 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 and
shit.

I got some serious shit I need
to really get at you.

Well, I'm the one. I'm the
one, man. What you need?

You the one for what?
You don't even know what
I'm talking about.

I deal with the serious shit.

What one are you?

I take care of the serious
shit, yo.

You're live like that?

I'm live like that.

-Your balls look kind of small
to me, playboy.

That's 'cause these pants
is big, yo.

Yeah.
Yeah?

I need you to do something
for me and shit.

I'm the one. What you need to
do? 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 you
need me to do.

Depends on what?
What the fuck you mean,
"most of the time"?

What the fuck it depend on?
Either you with it
or you ain't.

I'm with it. What you need me
to...what?

You...you up to do a murder?

Damn, yo, this is a fucking
club, man. What you talking...

Don't give me this club
shit, man. I don't give
a fuck about that.

What the fuck, man?
You up for it?

Who do you need to get
murdered?

Dean.

Whoa. Whoa. I don't know about
that, man. What the fuck, man?
Dean's like...

What do you mean you don't
know? I thought you
just said you with it.

I am with it, man. I am with
it, but what the fuck, yo?
Dean is like your boy.

He's like my boy. What's
the fuck's up with Dean?

What the fuck you mean? What
he did to me is not important.
I thought you was down for me.

So you need me to do this
right away?
What the fuck, do you think?

Yeah, I need you to do it
right away. I need you to do
this shit now.

All right. It's done. I'll do
it. I'll do it for you, no
problem. It's done.

You gonna do it?
Yeah, I'm gonna do it. I said
I would.

-Remember me?
-What's up, baby. How you
doing?

-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 fuck
is going on.

I've seen you walk around
this club four times,

you're having these little
conversations with people.
What is this?

Look me in the eye. What the
fuck is going on? You're full
of shit. I can tell.

Fucking silencer. What the
fuck am I doing?

Pop! That's what the fuck I
really 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.

Dean.

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 you
did.

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 my
fucking head. You stay right
fucking there.

Let me and him talk
about this.

Rich don't want to talk to
you!

-You gonna shoot me?
-Shut the fuck up,
and back up!

Don't you fucking come up
these stairs, man. Fuck.

Don't let him get
in your head.

Don't you try and fuck my
fucking head.

You don't understand, man.
You're making a big mistake,

Don't you take another fucking
step, Dean!

Look, me and you will talk
about, all right.

-Swear to God, I'm gonna pop
you.
-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 a
report of a homicide at a
Rider basketball court.

One, eight, seven. All units
in the vicinity,
please respond.

Again, we've got a report of a
possible homicide. City Rider
basketball court.

One, eight, seven. Possible
homicide. Please respond.
Thirteen eighty sixty...one,

Thirteen A, 61, 13 Victor 6.

Hi.

What's so urgent.

What's so urgent?

Yeah, urgent. Remember? That's
the word you used.

Yeah. Hi. Hi.

Yeah?
Hi.

You want to start out like
that? I mean, what do you...

No, hey, hey, hey.
What is this? I mean...

I mean, this is our...

This is our...does this place
bring back any...

Doesn't it conjure up
any 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 on
the news?

No.

You know what fascinates me?

It's really...it's...it's very
interesting to me that, here's
this guy that's weak, greedy,

fucking corrupt asshole that
you fall for, that you leave
me for, and you get all crazy

about, right? And then I tell
you he's dead, and you have
less reaction to it than, uh,

than if I told you, like a
squirrel had been hit by a
van.

You know about this?

-No, I don't.
-Don't lie, 'cause I can tell
so easily when you're lying.

-How was he killed?
-I didn't say he was killed. I
said he was dead.

-Yeah, you did.
-No, no. I said he was dead. I
never said he was killed.

-No, it was just the way you
were saying it.
-You're lying to me, right?

-You're lying to me. You know
about this, don't you?
-What?

I never said he was killed.
I said he was dead.

Did you have something to
do with this?

-No, did you?
-No. I have noth...what, what?
No

I can't believe we're even
having this conversation.

See, I wish we could, like,
get together some time and
talk about us.

How was he killed?

He was, you know, shot in
front 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 I
know that you don't know.

What?
What's your name?

After you became a detective,
did you change your name?

To what name?
Yeah.

To what name?

Mark Clear.

You fucking Rich Bower?

Fuck you.

Fuck you.
You're fucking Bower, right?

Right? Right? Dean told you,
let me get this straight.

Dean told you, then you went
to Rich Bower because it
turned you off that Dean would

be so weak, right, to actually
open up to you. Just like
when I left, you considered it

weak that I would do
something to change my life,
right? To actually turn my

life around. That's weak.

You're so fucking twisted, do
you know that?

Don't you get it? God.
You haven't changed.

You're the
same guy, except that now,
you're hiding behind a badge.

So when are you gonna
come back to me?

Why is that so crazy?

NEWSCASTER: In local news,
the killer of City Rider
senior, Dean Carter

is still at large.
Police continue to investigate
this tragic shooting. Carter

was found dead on the stairs
outside his locker room with a
gunshot wound to the chest. If

you have any information
relating to this incident,
please call our Crime Watch

hotline. Five five five, one
two three four. That's five
five five, one two three four.

Right now, it's time to check
our weather.

Once again, it'll be mild
tonight, with very comfortable
temperatures in the

mid-fifties and a slight
breeze out of the West.

Did you know I got locked up
in Memphis?

For what? What the fuck you
was 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 you
at?

I was in the middle of the
street, signing autographs,

Nigga pulled up,
I pulled it off to the side.

Came back, he just maced me
over the top.

Maced me. Sprayed me right in
my eyes. Shit was burning,
face on fire.

Damn!

And he locked me up after
that. Them bad dogs, you
understand?

What's up? You got up out of
that shit.

One day served. I serve my
night, went to see the judge.

The night for what?

The night for obstruction of
traffic and motherfucking
resisting arrest.

Yeah.
Yeah?

That shit was bad, but they
did it 'cause I was Black,
trust me.

That's where Martin Luther
King got killed there.

Peace black.

I will.

Hey.
Chill.

Loving you.
Whoa, shit.

-Fuck that, bite the ear and
shit.
-My nigger.

-Look what you did, son.
-My niggas is burning each
other up, dropping this shit

on my rug. What the fuck?
Damn, man!

Come on, man. I'm
lucky, you all know I got cash
pool man,

Yo, Tyson. My nigga!

Yo, what's up. Yo, man.

What's up? You got these
cats 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 about
that thing we discussed in the
gym.

When you moved on this kid?
Everything clean? You took
care of that on your own?

-I hired somebody to do the
shit.
-Hired who?

-This kid.
-A brother member, a family
member?

I mean, shit, not your brother
or 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 do
a man's job. You're supposed
to handle that on your own.

Soon as he needs a fix or
something, you're burned man?

-Nigga don't get high, man.
-Would he tell you that? You
don't know nothing about him.

And I'm just
trying to save your ass.

You out here telling me,
"I got somebody to..."
-Save my ass?

Come on, man. I'm fucking
taking your advice.

I know, but you wasn't man
enough to do it by yourself.

Come on, man.
You had to be a man.

When you make moves, you got
to do it...all right, listen.

Come on, man. You insulting
my, assassinating my
character, man.

Assassinating your character?
Insulting my manhood.

-No doubt, man.
-You got some kid you don't
know, I don't know.

I know him!

-Yes, hi. Is this District
Attorney King?
-Yes, it is .

I'm Mark Clear.

I'm a detective with the
N.Y.P.D., sir, I have
information about your son,

Will, that I'd like to meet
you about.

What information are we
talking about?

It's very important, I think
I 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 hour
would be the best time.

Right away would be
really good. I think you
should drop everything you're

doing right now and, uh, meet
me. If you know what I mean.

What's up with your friend,
Charlie? She ain't want none
of this dick today?

-She's angry at you.
-What the fuck is she angry
about?

-Because of the other night.
-Other night? What happened
the other night?

You disrespected her.

She got what her hand
called for.

Anyway, you think I can't
satisfy you by myself?

I don't know.

Why don't you let me show you?

You can show me. But I still
think of you and Charlie as a
team.

Think of me as me. Charlie got
her own problems.

Oh shit.

Mr. King. Hi, I'm Mark Clear.

Can I see some identification?

I'm a detective with the
Fifteenth Precinct.

-I have some photographs
that I'm going to show you.
-Photographs?

You heard about the murder of
that basketball player, Dean,
from City.

Great.
Of course. I've heard of it.

I'll be prosecuting the case
as soon as we catch the
killer. Can I see the photos?

Those were taken about two
minute after your son, uh,
shot and killed the victim.

I don't want to
arrest your son.

-Does anyone else know about
these photographs?
-Uh, nobody.

What do you want?

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 a
little about myself.

My dad is a lawyer, okay?
He's a very liberal lawyer.

My mother was involved in
voter registration in the
South in the Sixties.

She put her life on the line
for causes that she really
believed in.

I went a different way. I
became a gambler, I became
a cheat, I stole.

I did everything wrong.
Don't know if I was rebelling
against what they were.

I don't know what the hell it
was, but I also was very
creative 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 out
of different situations,

and it's gotten me into
trouble a lot in my life.
It's also...

I've done incredibly well
for me. For...

Have you ever heard of,
Saul of Tarsus?

Do you know who that was
in the Bible?

He became St. Paul,
the Apostle.

They said he was an
epileptic, and he had this
incredible conversion.

All of a sudden, he decided
he wasn't going to persecute
Christians,

He was gonna become a
Christian, like the most
zealous Christian ever.

About six years ago, I had a
big change in my life.
I had this zeal...

I decided to become a cop.

I had this girlfriend who was
not even a fucking girlfriend.

She was more like the only
woman who I ever loved, you
know?

She was just really fucking
with my head, you know,

I think she got off on the
fact that I was a criminal,
and then when I had

a change in my life, when
I decided, I'm going to
do something.

I'm gonna persecute these
fuckers, when
I became this new guy,

who I am now, she couldn't
deal with it. She fucking...
She left.

She left and she, you know
what? 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 got
involved in some very
situations. Okay?

And there's one situation that
I got involved with that is
coming back now,

that's gonna come
across your desk. There's a
guy named Jimmy Fordo.

-There's a basketball fix. And
I've changed...
-I know the case.

-Okay.
-I think I understand where
you're leading...

Do you? 'Cause it's a really
simple solution to this
problem here, right?

I can help your son out. You
can help me out. We can help
each other.

I don't know, you see...

What you don't...

Know about my son and me
is that...

We're not close.

He's your son.

Will and I, we haven't seen
each other for two years.

I don't know if I want to
help Will.

And I know I don't want
to help you.

Uh, but I will have to speak
with my son, and I will need
some time.

All right. Okay.

I think you wanna...

I don't wanna tell you how to
live your life, but I think
you should help your son.

I think I could help you
help your son.

What are you doing here?

What's going on?

What's up with you? Why are
you out here like this?

I don't want those fucking
hands on me right now, okay?
Don't know where they been.

-What do you mean?
-What's up with you and
white girls?

Yeah.
Me and white girls?

-There you go with this
nonsense.
-You said you'd never go there

Come on, you acting like it's
my girl or something. What you
talking about?

I just happen to walk in and
see a fucking white bitch with
hair down to her ass and blue

eyes with some granny
underwear on with fucking
flower prints on them.

I mean, we're not married or
nothing. I don't see no ring
on your finger or on mine.

I'm just trying to give you a
reality check on how you're
living right now,

and it's foul.
It's disgusting.

-Why don't you come here
and make my house your home.
-It's not about me.

What you mean it's not about
you?

I told you how I felt a long
time ago.

You're used goods. I don't
want to be with you.
-I'm used goods.

You know what you need?
You need to, like, go inside.

You need to do some fucking
searching. Figure out who you
are 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.

What?
Honey.

Come on.

What's the matter?

I...I...I'm not sure.

Oh, please.

-Come on, don't be...don't
do 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 I
should go, just go solo.

Solo? What's the matter with
you? Come on, get in the car.

I'm not going.

You are going. Now, stop it.

This is crazy. I'm tired of
living this lie.

Every time we go down there,
we pretend, pretend, pretend.

Oh, stop it. Just get in the
car. 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 pretend
anymore

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's
boys in here.

-Stan, am I a fag or what?
-Stop it. Stop it! Hey, so
what? You're a fag!

-Who the fuck cares?
-It's clear, everyone knows
but you!

-You won't even admit it!
-Of course I do admit it, I
admit 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 the
other night.

-What? Are you fucking crazy?
-You want a big Black man, not
a little, stingy queen.

Didn't you see how scared I
was? I was doing that for you.

I was trying to save him from
hurting you. You're the one
that was excited about it.

You're in denial. I'm taking
your bags out.

-Don't project onto me.
-Can you just pop the trunk
again real quick?

Please don't do this.
What, it's like The Day
of the Dolphin , right?

Where you say you don't love
me. Pa says he doesn't love
the dolphins so they're safe.

Pa loves cock.

Sorry.

I don't get it. I just don't
fucking get it.

Fucking just go. Keep fucking
going. I hate this.

Just go, go, keep
fucking going.

He'll come back.

I really feel spooked about
that kid, Will, man.

I think he's gonna be a threat
to us down in Harlem.

Pop?

Billy.

Sit down.

-Number one, the motherfucking
nigga pops is the D.A.
-Forget about that, Cigar.

We got to get away from that
kind of thinking. All that
shit is in the past, man.

Only hits we doing is on wax,
man. We ain't killing nobody
no more. You all understand?

A police officer, uh, took
these photographs.

He doesn't want you.

What he wants is...

He has a case that's coming
before me,
where he's indictable.

He wants me to throw the case
out.

Cigar, you know that white kid
wasn't right for that shit.

Yo, man. Let me tell you.

You know that.

There is no way I'm letting
you go to jail.

We're going to have a new
beginning, you and I.

We can't do this shit, man.
We're not doing it

Let me take the stands
for all of that, man.

'Cause he acting like we don't
know what time it is,

like I don't see you working
a nigga, or what you
need 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're
talking 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, people
believed that the female body
was sacred.

Because it was creating life
on its own.

They didn't make a connection
between the sexual act

and a child being born
nine months later.

So, for thousands of years,
people considered that men
were 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 no
boundary. We all in it
together, 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 doing
hip-hop singing, your record.
It's a Japanese Cigar up there

You ever thought of that?

I don't think a lot of people
wanted this shit that really
exists like that, man.

And they have no control over
the shit. Nobody can manage
hip-hop, man.

Hip-hop is just fucking
hip-hop, man.

Got your morals and your
common sense,

and you got to
bring out the true talent in

It's all about getting up.
Don't be afraid.