All language subtitles for Sorry To Bother You (2018)

(dial tone)

(dialing)

-(ringing)
-(dial tone continues)

-(indistinct chatter)
-(dial tone fades)

(dings)

(clears throat)

So, it says here
that you were manager

of the Rusty Scupper
Restaurant for five years.

Hmm?
Then, a bank teller

at Bank of Oakland
between 2014 to 2016?

Oh! And you were
employee of the month.

What's that trophy
in the bag there?

Oh! Oakland High
Moot Court Champion.

I'm a salesman at heart.

- That is intriguing.
-(chuckles)

Mainly... because I was
the branch manager

at the Bank of Oakland
between 2014 and 2016.

And you, Mr. Green,
you never fucking worked there.

And the number that you gave to
The Rusty Scupper Restaurant?

Is that your friend
Salvador's number?

The same Salvador
who applied for this job?

I didn't know
he applied here, too.

Might have been helpful
if his outgoing message

didn't say,
"it's Sal, bitches."

This trophy and that plaque,
did you steal 'em?

No, uh, I... made them.

Well, I had them... made.

Listen, I just really,
really need a job.

(whispers)
Okay, Cassius Green, listen up, okay?

This is telemarketing.

(normal voice) We're not mappin'
the fuckin' human genome here.

I don't care if you have
experience for this.

I'll hire
damn near anyone.

You know what this
bootleg trophy tells me?

Tells me the only thing
I need to know.

You have initiative
and you can read.

You will call as many contacts
as you can during your shift,

you will read the script
that we give you,

and you will show up
tomorrow happy.

-(chuckles)
- Hmm?

Thank you. Uh, thank you
so much, Mr. Anderson.

Ah, one more thing,
Cassius... "Stuss."

"Stuss"?

S.T.T.S.

Stick to the script.

Stick to the script.
Stick to the script. You got it.

Thank you so much.

FA“

CASSIUS:
Troit!

Troit!

Troit!

(Detroit sighs deeply)

CASSIUS:
You ever think about dying?

Yeah, I'm alive.
Sometimes.

No, I don't mean
like right now,

in a freak accident
or something.

I mean...
when we're old, like 90.

I think about it
all the time.

Like, what will
I have done that matters?

I just want to make sure
that when I die

I'll be surrounded
by people who love me

and who I love back.

But what about when they die?

What do you mean?

I mean, like at some point
we're gonna die.

Our kids are gonna die.
Our kids' kids are gonna die.

And at some point,
no one on Earth will have existed.

And at--at some point...

the sun will explode
and everyone will have died.

And no one will know
what I'm doing,

and what I'm doing right now
won't even matter.

Baby, baby it will
always matter, okay?

Because it matters now.
This moment, these moments.

When I kiss you...
it's not for posterity's sake.

Yeah, but--okay,
you got your calling.

Your art means
something, right?

But I'm just
out here surviving;

spinning around
on the endless circle.

- Ah, you missed your cue.
- That's disgusting.

I said, "When I kiss you,
it's not for posterity's sake."

- Yeah, but--
- Mmm!

(both moan)

(whirring)

Oh, God!

(people chatter, laugh)

- Get a room!
- I got a room, muthafucka!

I thought you said
you fixed that!

- My landlord was supposed to fix it.
-(Detroit giggles)

-(sighs)
- CASSIUS: I gotta move.

- DETROIT: Mmm!
- CASSIUSI I like that.

(Sighs)

-(kisses)
-(moar1$)

I have to go
to work anyway.

- Don't you start work today?
- Yeah.

They said they hire anybody
if you're looking for a second job.

You could try part-time.

(brushing teeth)

FA“

WOMAN (on TV): Everyone is talking
about the WorryFree solution!

WorryFree is
a revolutionary new business

and lifestyle model
taking the world by storm!

DETROIT:
Baby, how much are they paying you?

WOMAN: When you sign a WorryFree contract,

you're guaranteed employment
and housing for life!

Stop worrying
and get WorryFree!

The WorryFree living quarters
are state of the art,

the WorryFree food
is to die for,

and WorryFree careers
are fulfilling and satisfying!

Cash, baby,
what are they paying you?

Uh, I think
it's just commission.

Hey, baby...

you ever think
about this WorryFree shit?

DETROIT:
Are you crazy?

What, working
on commission?

Nice earrings.

FA“

Hey. Cash!

I got overdue
house notes, dude.

How much longer I got
to wait for my money?

Look, Serge,
I just got a new job

and I'll have some money
for you soon.

Damn it,
you four months late now.

It's like "soon" is the only
fuckin' word I hear from you.

Okay, I'm four
months late, but...

Check this out. Damn.

God made this land
for all of us,

and greedy people like you want to hog it
to yourself and your family

and charge all the rest of us
for the right to live.

- Me and my family?
- Yeah.

Cassius,
I'm your fucking uncle.

The bank might
take my fucking house.

Four fucking months.

I gave you
that car you're driving.

- That's a damn bucket.
- SERGIO: Oh yeah?

Give it back then! No?

That's what I thought.

I need my money
in two weeks, asshole.

(rock music plays on radio)

Hey.)'-

Forty on two.

(rock music playing)

♪ Oh yeah I'

r All right r

♪ Hell yeah r

- ♪ All right r
-.“ That's tight... ♪

MAN:
What's up, man!

♪ Oh yeah I'

r All right r

♪ Hell yeah r

♪ That's tight I'

Hey'

Hey'

Hey'

-.“ Hey S'
-(music fading)

Hey'

Hey'

Hey'

Hey'

(ominous music)

Millions of dollars
went into these walls

just to... make sure
that thousands of calls

can go out and in
at the same time

without jamming
the lines.

(dings)

Log in here.
Grab a seat.

(indistinct chatter)

Come on.

You studied the script?

- Yeah.
- Look, clock in,

don't be lazy,

and I won't have
to be an asshole.

Make a sale, this light goes on.

You do real good,

eventually you might even be able
to be a Power Caller.

- A Power Caller?
- Where the callers are ballers.

Where they make
the real money.

They even have
their own elevator.

Oh yeah, I saw that.

Stick to the script.

(keyboard clatters)

(phone buzzes)

(rumbling)

What the fuck?

- Hello.
- Hey, Mr. Davidson.

Cassius Green here.
Sorry to bo--

-(dings)
- WOMAN: Another one!

(man shouting)

(keyboard clacks)

(moaning)

AMAYA:
Hello?

Uh, this is Cassius Green.
Sorry to bother you.

I just wanted to mention
something else about

an encyc--
Insight Encyclopedia.

(copier whirring wildly)

(rumbling)

Hello?

- Hi, Mrs. Costello.
- Yes.

This is Cassius Green.

I know that you've enjoyed our, uh,
series on birdwatching,

so I wanted to call
and--and help you out.

I'm sorry, young man,
we don't have any money.

My husband's
in the hospital.

He's 73.
He's got stage 4 cancer.

(crying)

(copier whirring wildy)

-(Costello sobbing)
- Umm...

it's...

Oh, it's interesting that
you say that, Mrs. Costello,

because book number five
in the Insight series

is all about wellness,
how to stay healthy... on your own

without even going
to the doctor, so--so--

(mutters)
Damn it.

(copier whirring wildly)

(men arguing)

Really? You gonna stuff all those
French fries in your mouth?

(rock music plays)

I feel incompetent
and like an asshole doing this job.

I don't feel
any different.

Hey)'-

That's that the dude
from that show.

- Hey! Hey!
- Oh shit!

That's fucking cool.
I hate that show.

But I never noticed
that, uh, room.

What--what is that?

The VIP room.

What the hell is a place like this
doing with a VIP room?

I used to be in there
all the time.

Well, what qualifies
a person to be VIP?

Well, you need
the password.

And this week
it's "upscale elegance."

Actually, every week
it's "upscale elegance."

- I'm goin'.
- Where the fuck you going?

(hip-hop music plays)

Yeah!

(indistinct chatter)

Fuck!

Ah!

(rock music plays)

That's some baller shit.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey! Mr., uh, D. Imits,
Cassius Green here.

- Sorry to bother you. I just--
-(line clicks)

(man laughing)

Hey, youngblood.

- What up?
- Lemme give you a tip.

Use your white voice.

- My white voice?
- Yeah.

Man, I ain't got
no white voice.

Oh, come on, you know
what I mean, youngblood.

You have a white voice in there,
you can use it.

It's like when you get
pulled over by the police.

Oh, no. I just use my regular voice
when that happens.

I just say, "Back the fuck up off the car
and don't nobody get hurt!"

All right, man, I'm just trying
to give you some game.

You wanna make
some money here?

Then read the script
with a white voice.

Well, people say I talk
with a white voice anyway,

so why it ain't
helping me out?

Well, you don't talk
white enough.

I'm not talkin'
bout Will Smith white.

That ain't white,
that's just proper.

- Mm-hmm.
- I'm talking about the real deal.

Okay, so like...

(nasally)
"Hello, Mr. Everet. Cassius Green here.

- Sorry to bother you"--
- Nah, man. Look, you got it wrong.

- I'm not talking about sounding all nasal.
-(chuckles)

It's, like, sounding like
you don't have a care.

Got your bills paid.
You're happy about your future.

You about ready to jump
in your Ferrari out there

after you get off this call.

Put some
real breath in there.

Breezy like...
"I don't really need this money."

-(chuckles)
- You've never been fired.

(chuckles)
Only laid off.

It's not really
a white voice.

It's what they wish
they sounded like.

So, it's like what they think
they're supposed to sound like.

Like this, youngblood.

(white voice)
Hey! Mr. Kramer!

This is Langston
from RegalView.

I didn't catch you
at the wrong time, did I?

If you're ever
gonna be a Power Caller,

you gotta know when to
bag 'em and when to tag 'em.

Yeah?

Hey. Urn, what's baggin'
and what's taggin'?

Bagging is when
you drop the call.

Like a dead body
into a bag,

you drop that shit
'cause it crossed the line.

Tagging is when
you claim that money.

It's a sale.
Cha-ching!

Like when they put the tag on the body
at the morgue to identify it.

That's mine.

Maybe you already bagged
that dead body, right?

And you're just about
to walk away, skip town,

lay low for a little while.

But instead, you drag
that heavy fucker

on out into the alley
and... then you tag it!

Okay. Uh, I--| just--

I feel like these metaphors have not
been cleared for this pep rally.

- Ah, okay. Diana?
- Oh! Yes. (chuckles)

Uh... hi. I'm new,

so forgive me for not knowing
everyone's name yet.

My name is Diana...

Dee-bo-sher-ree.

- That looks like "debauchery."
- DIANA: Well, it's not.

Uh, I am your
new Team Leader!

And I know you're
looking at me going,

"Is she a manager?
I'm scared." Okay.

"She's going to treat me like a system
of motorized appendages!"

No, that stops here,
that stops right now.

You are not employees to me.

You are Team Members! We're a family now.
You know what that means?

It means I lean on you, you lean on me.
There's a synergy.

And you can feel that energy.
I know that you can.

People are starting to get
emotional, and I love that.

Does that mean
we get paid more?

"No." Okay, but what
is capital? Right?

I would argue that social currency
now is more important,

and don't take it from me,
take it from the news.

Take it from media, all kinds of media:
digital, paper, otherwise.

Media is changing,
so is capital.

Get with it. I don't want to scare you,
but it's a new world.

Okay, Team Members.
Let's, uh--

thank you very much,
and let's all get back to work.

Remember!
Hit your contacts! Up the ante!

Work the grid! And...

- EMPLOYEES: Stick to the script.
- That's right.

Any one of you can turn
Power Caller

and be rollin' in dough!

Oh, excuse me.

Ah. Okay.

Nothing in this office is free, man,
you gotta put money in there.

Oh, re--really?

It's okay, you're not missing out.
It tastes like shit.

Fuck. I thought
I could get lucky, asshole.

I was just giving you shit, man.
I'm--I'm Squeeze.

I've seen you around
for a couple weeks.

It was a good question
in there.

Cassius.
People call me Cash.

It was a really good
question in there, man.

- What, about us getting paid?
- Yeah.

I mean, I just think
it's kind of silly

that we have
to be all excited.

- I know, right?
-It's bullshit.

Exactly. I mean, you just cut
straight to the chase, man.

- That's awesome.
-(bell dings)

(whispers) A player gotta mob up with us
for some scrill and bennies.

Well, what the fuck
does that mean?

Uh, there's
a bunch of us

that are organizing
to get us paid more.

Get some benefits.

We could really use your energy
to jump things off.

Yeah, look, I gotta
get back to work, man.

Hey, man, look, I'm sorry
I got you like this,

but obviously
we can't talk here.

So, grab a drink later.
It's on me.

(dance music playing)

CASSIUS:
Hey, lady, how much?

(Detroit laughs)

- Okay.
- SAL: So, we good?

- Yeah.
- SAL: Alright.

- DETROIT: Hey.
- What up?

- Who are you?
- CASSIUS: That's Squeeze.

- Squeeze.
- He works with us at Regalview.

Squeeze, Detroit.

- Detroit? That's cool.
- Yeah.

My parents wanted me to have
an American name.

SQUEEZE:
Nice!

And Detroit is a brilliant visual
and performance artist...

No, my art is
not twirling signs.

...who's about to open
her first show.

(laughs)
Okay, "Mr. Embarrassing Intro Guy."

Squeeze, in high school,
Cash was--

-(tires screech)
- Shit!

Stuck... brake.

(clears throat)

Why do you always talk about
what I did in high school?

I mean, like, look at our
high school football team.

Literally. Look at 'em.

All they do is work at the
home furniture store

and play football all day.

It's, like, they're stuck
or something.

Man, what the hell you talkin' bout?
I mean, they're friends.

Baby, can you please not talk
about the sun exploding tonight?

Okay.

(upbeat music
playing on radio)

CASSIUS: Yeah, but you know,
I--| just--at the end of the day

I just don't want to be
stuck in their position.

-(thunder crashes)
- CASSIUS: Ah, shit.

D, wiper duty, please.

Come on, man.
I never get wiper duty.

- You can wipe my ass, Sal.
-(laughter)

Oh, really?
With what? My tongue?

Well, shit, it might make your breath
smell a little bit better.

-(laughs) ♪ Shitty breath, Sal ♪
- ♪ Sal ♪

- ♪ Shitty breath, Sal J'
- SAL: Oh God.

♪ The shittiest breath
in Oakland A'

(Sal grunting,
speaks indiscernibly)

CASSIUS:
Keeping turning, Troit. Turn.

REPORTER (on TV)".
...the fourth day of violent protests

at WorryFree headquarters.

Protesters say
W0rryFree's method

of lifetime
labor contracts

is a new form
of slavery.

WorryFree CEO Steve Lift

was interviewed
on Oprah today.

No. Conclusively no.

Our workers
do not sign contracts

under threats
of physical violence

so, therefore,
the comparison to slavery

is just ludicrous
and offensive.

We're transforming
life itself.

We're saving the economy.

I mean, we're--
we're saving lives.

It's all highlighted in my book.
I lay out the whole thing.

REPORTER (on TV)".
Many of the violent protesters

are part
of the "Left Eye Faction"

and are identifiable by the black mark
under their left eye.

There's no employment
for many people.

Even sweat shops have been replaced
by WorryFree LiveWork Centers.

These places are prisons,

and we're packed
in there like sardines,

fed cheap slop, and worked to the bone
14 hours a day.

AUDIENCE (on TV): / Got the Shit Kicked Out of Me!

(man on TV grunts)

(hip-hop music plays)

SAL: All I'm saying is
if you don't cook the spaghetti

in the sauce with the
cheese in it first,

-that's some white shit.
- That's some bullshit man.

You don't get to decide
what's black and what's white.

Well, that-that--
but that's how black folks do it, man.

- No, nigga, I'm black.
- We talked about that, man.

You kind of black,
you Lionel-Richie black.

-(laughs)
- Look, I-- I make my noodles,

then I put the sauce on,
then--look it,

then I put a little,
uh, Parmesan--

it doesn't even
fucking matter, alright,

'cause pasta
is from Italy.

Italians ain't white!

- Yes, they are, bro.
- Yes, they are!

-(laughs)
- Since the fuck when?

Since the last
6O years, man.

Spaghetti is Chinese.

Speaking of white,
I'm gonna make a toast.

- Come on.
- SAL: A'ight.

CASSIUS:
Okay.

(ethereal music plays)

(white voice)
To my esteemed Regalview associates

whom I revere
with great fervor...

What?

...and to my alluring and phenomenally
talented fiancee...

I'd like to dedicate this imbibing

of intoxicating elixirs.

Here's to becoming
a Power Caller!

(ethereal music continues)

(hip-hop music plays)

Cassius,
how'd you do that?

(sighs, normal voice)
Old man at the jobby-job.

It's called the white voice.

I guess I'm...
a natural at it.

That was all some
puppet-master voodoo shit!

Dude, you sounded
overdubbed.

Man, your white voice, man,
it's fucking scary.

Yeah, I've never seen
that shit before.

But I have heard about that Power Caller
shit that you're talking about.

That's a scam.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

"If you work
hard enough as a fry cook,

maybe you can become
a manager!"

Or--or "if you twirl
that sign really well,

then maybe you can twirl a larger sign
on a more glamorous corner."

No, I already have
the best corner,

and the biggest sign,
and the best word. "Off."

It is the anchor to the slogan.

-30--
- So, what's the point then?

What you think, I'm just supposed
to work, eat, fuck, sleep?

No, I'm--I'm not saying that.
I'm saying what we need...

We need a union
at Regalview.

That way,
we all get paid.

(white voice)
Okay. Okay. Well said, broham.

I'm down.

- Hey, Cassius.
- Hey, Serge.

Uh, look, I get paid Friday,
so I'll have half your money by then.

Even if you had
all the money,

your little four month's rent
wouldn't help me.

I owe too much.

If I don't come up
with a boatload of money

by next month--
which I won't--

the bank is
taking my shit.

You should find
a new place.

Damn.

It's making
my diabetes act up.

(clicks)

(Sighs)

So, what you gonna do?

I've been talkin' to those
WorryFree people.

They sent me a brochure.
It don't sound that bad.

Three hots and a cot,
like we used to say.

- Oh, hell no, Serge. Come on.
- No, don't--don't do that.

Look, we'll figure
something out.

Yes, I'm so sorry
to bother you.

Yeah, well, let me tell you.
I got a special for you.

(white voice) Look, you bring
a chick home to your apartment.

It's clean. It's stylish.

Of course, it is.
She's already seen that

from the guy she
was with two weeks ago.

And then her eyes
move over

to those brown
leather bad boys

from the Insight Encyclopedias,
Intellectual Edition.

(both laugh)

-it's fuck time! Do you know what I mean?
- Yeah!

Yeah! Holla, holla,
holla, holla, holla!

0h. yeah?
(laughs)

Spin Doctors.
Classic!

Tim, I want
to chop it up more,

but I gotta get
to my squash game.

Was that Visa
or Mastercard?

-(rock music plays)
-(mutters) God, this voice shit is crazy.

(both laugh)

(normal voice)
Yeah!

- ♪ Oh yeah... ♪
- Oh!

r All right r

Yeah!

- Yes! Tell that bitch "yes"! Yes!
- Yes!

- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
- Hey! Hey! Hey!

♪ All right, hell yeah... E

-(Cassius grunts)
- ♪ That's tight ♪

RHeyl'

Where's the wine at?

Power Calling
all you motherfuckers!

I'm going to have you playing basketball
in Pelican Bay!

Yeah!

Baby, yes!

Oh yeah! Oh yeah!

- Woo! Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
-(laughing)

'Yes!

Flaughs)

(music stops)

I--| should probably get back
to work, man.

-(laughs)
-(indistinct chatter)

(whispers)
You're stoked, man!

You're doin' so fucking good
with the voice thing.

But hit more contacts
perhoun

Mm-hmm.

Oh. They're talkin'
about you, bro.

You're on your way.

Pah!

To where, heaven?

Almost.

PC, baby.
Power Caller.

Oh, uh...

- Did you hear what he just said?
- Yeah, yeah, I heard him, man.

He told me the exact same shit
three months ago.

Nice earrings.

Thanks. Made 'em myself.

(rock music plays)

♪ Copulation' ♪

♪ An equation... r

(music continues
in backgroud)

What kind
of world is it

when this is the most popular show
in America?

They say 150 million people
watch this every night.

Mmm.

LANGSTON:
I, personally, love seeing

a muthafucka get beat down
and humiliated.

(laughs)

Makes--makes
me feel warm inside.

I got the muthafucking T-shirt.

- SQUEEZE: Oh!
- Check this.

"Qh!
flaughs)

- I'm gonna go dance, man.
- Alright. Yeah, motherfucka.

(hip-hop music playing)

Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm!
No. (chuckles)

Give me the good stuff.

Give me the good stuff.

Yeah.

That's what
I'm talking about.

So, why you
ain't dancing' man?

Motherfucker, I'm too old
for that shit.

(chuckles)

Man look, what happened to just
doing the muthafucking dog,

Umf-umf-umf-bow-wow.

You know I'm freakin,
you know what I'm saying?

Shit, now you got to dislocate
your muthafucking shoulder.

Damn, what the fuck
I look like doin that shit?

You, uh...

Hey. Power Callers, right?

They make a shit ton
of money, man.

I'm talking about, like, Benz,

and expensive house payment
type of money.

How the fuck is that
even possible?

If you selling the bullshit
we selling, it's impossible.

But they not selling
the bullshit we selling.

So, I guess comparing
to what we doing

to what they're doing
is like apples to oranges.

More like apples
and the Holocaust.

Alright. Bye.

-(hip hop music playing)
-(indistinct chatter)

Don't look into the light.

Fuckin' asshole.

(both laugh)

- What up bro?
- What's up man?

- Good man.
- Aw, that hurt.

It's all good.
I've been telling

everybody how you've been
kicking all types of ass at work.

Yea. I mean it's crazy.
I'm finally...

feel like
I'm good at something.

I'm feeling myself.

- Word.
- I'm a fucking monster at this.

(both growling playfully)

Man. That's awesome, man.

Fucking dope man.
That's awesome.

Yeah-- whoa!

- Hey, Sugar Foot. Hey.
- Hey, Lovely.

- Can I get that?
- Who invited you?

Who asked you?

I was hoping
you'd pop up earlier.

I thought you
were coming by.

Oh, to your gallery?
I thought you said don't come.

Your friends
were helping you out.

Baby, that's what I said.
But don't listen to what I say.

Listen to what I want.

- I'm confused.
- Yeah, I know you are.

But are you gonna
pick me up on Friday?

- That's what I want.
-ls cash green?

Yeah. Cash is green.

- Can I get a light?
- SAL: No.

Those are nice earrings.

CASSIUS: Wait, baby.
I didn't know you changed your earrings.

SAL: Detroit, I didn't know you made
earrings of your ex-boyfriends.

(all chuckling)

(rock music playing)

SQUEEZE:
Alright, everybody.

This is a pretty amazing
turnout.

I hope you guys all know
that we're in this together.

That this is all of us,
ride or die.

You know what today is?

Today is the warning shot.

Telling them that
we stand united.

If we get this right today,

not only will it be our floor

but it will be every other floor
in Regalview and beyond.

A twenty-minute work stoppage
during prime calling time.

I'll give the call.
Sal, what's the call?

Fuck you, PaY me-

The other-- other one.

Phones down.

Okay?

We hang up the phones.
Put down our headsets.

Now, they're gonna
single some of us out.

- Threaten our jobs.
- Fuck that.

- Yes, fuck that.
- LANGSTON: Fuck that.

- SAL: Fuck that.
- MAN: Yeah, fuck.

We ride for anyone
they try to fire.

We fight

because we make the profits
and they don't share.

If we're gonna
give them our day,

we need to have enough
to cover our basic necessities.

- Human decency.
- MAN: Yeah.

Is anyone not down?

Speak now.

Nah, fuck that, Squeeze!
We're ready!

Hmm?

Yeah. Uh, one for all.
All for one.

Yeah! I brought
all types of weapons.

Alright, folks. Let's meet back
here at 3:00 PM. Okay?

- Don't. It's not that serious.
- SAL: Okay, alright cool.

SQUEEZE:
It's like serious, but it's not that--

SAL:
But I'm ready though.

(indistinct chatter)

(ominous music)

CASSIUS (white voice):
Thanks, Mr. Goldberg.

As always, we'll be getting
that out to you right away.

By the WHY"

SQUEEZE (shouting):
Regalview management...

you are hereby warned.

We will not be overlooked.

Fucking God--

Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!

Phones down!

JOHNNY:
Fuck you! Fuck you!

MAN:
And fuck you!

Fuck you, Regalview!

GROUP (chanting):
Fuck you, Regalview! Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!
Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!
Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!
Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!
Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you,
Regalview!

(cheers and applause)

M'

MAN:
Oh man!

Out, out, out,
out, out, out, out.

Alright, hey look,

I know you're gonna
threaten to fire me.

And go ahead whatever.
I don't care anymore

cause we're gonna
take this fuckin place--

(both snickering)

Pack up your shit
and get out.

Well, fuck you
and fuck you and fuck you!

- ANDERSON: What? No--
- Fuck you!

- Fuck you!
- No, no, no, no, no, no Mr. Green.

You're starting to sound
a little paranoid here.

We're the bearers
of good news.

Great news.

Great mothafuckin' news.

Great motherfucking news.

Power Caller.

- What the fuck--
- ANDERSON: Yeah, we just got the call.

They think you're
A-1 material.

You're going upstairs
my compadre.

Yes. You are getting
a promotion.

9:00 AM tomorrow morning.

- Do you have a suit?
- Of course he does.

Powerful, young, strong,
intelligent Power Caller.

- But, but they, um--
- Oh, God.

They're gonna do what
they're gonna do.

You're not going
against their actions.

All their issues are down here.
Not up there.

(clicking tongue)

ANDERSON:
Two very different kinds of telemarketing.

But, but, oh, okay, um...

This is your moment.
Don't waste it.

Woo woo! Woo woo! Woo woo!

Okay.

Maybe you're right.

JOHNNY:
The big money.

The top fucking tier
of telemarketing.

Making history with legends
like Hal Jameson.

Bad ass.

(champagne cork pops)

(laughing)

Oh, it's a really good batch,
so I hope you like France.

You should have some.

(Johnny laughs)

- Should I just drink it right now?
- ANDERSON: Yes!

9h, yes!

(laughter)

- Because we didn't have any cups.
- Power Caller.

- Yeah!
- Yes!

Power Caller, baby.

- JOHNNY: Power Caller, man!
- ANDERSON: Power Caller!

Power Caller.
Power Caller.

H“

(Diana laughs nervously)

Wow, you really are ready,
aren't you?

Hey, Ms. D. Yeah.

Wow, oh okay, well let's do
this, mu-tha-fuck-ah.

(chuckles)

I've always wanted to say that.

Okay.

I would be remiss if I didn't
bring up your pink shirt.

I think it's extraordinary
and sexy.

You know, 35% of men
who wear pink

are more likely
to start a franchise.

- Is that so?
- Yeah.

- Oh.
- Wow. Damn.

- This is crazy.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

So clumsy.

(beeping)

Almost done...

this job's crazy right?

Do you need help or something?

Okay.

It's very secure.
It's very--

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Welcome, Power Caller.

Today is your day
to dominate the world.

You are RegalVieWs elite brigade.

Take your place alongside
legends like Hal Jameson.

You call the shots.

- What...?
-(chuckles)

You are in your sexual prime.

The top of the reproductive pile.

Alright, does it do
that every time--

(using white voice) Welcome to the
Power Calling Suite, Mr. Green.

White Voice
at all times here.

(white voice)
Yes, I almost forgot.

Good luck.

Nice suit, by the way.

You've been
selected, Mr. Green,

because you have the potential
to be a great telemarketer.

The potential.

Do you know
what we sell up here?

- Oh, I heard it's a--
- Ah, we sell power.

Firepower. Manpower.

When U.S. weapons manufacturers
sell arms to other countries

who do you think, Mr. Green, makes
that call at the precisely perfect time?

Which is, of course,
dinner. We do.

Before a drone
drops a bomb

on an apartment building
in Pakistan

who drops the
bomb ass sales pitch

you may ask, Cassius?

We do.

Okay, so you said
firepower, manpower?

WorryFree is our
biggest client.

We help thousands of companies
utilize WorryFree workers

to improve their efficiency.

So, wait, are you telling me
you sell slave labor

to companies over
the phone?

Hot damnit.
You are a sharp one.

Hey, what the fuck
are you doing?

Dave, stop him.

Shit!

Left Eye, bitches!

WorryFree has resuscitated
America.

Workers live in
space efficient dwellings

in the same facilities where
production occurs.

They make anything
and they make everything.

Lifetime contracts
so no wages needed.

They make automobiles for what
it used to cost to make bicycles.

(normal voice)
Okay, but see I don't know if I can--

Sugar on top, white voice.

Yeah, but what
I'm saying is I don't know

if I'm gonna be
able to s--sell--

(chuckles)

Here's the starting salary.

Hmm?

(chuckles in white voice)

(white voice) Well, man, I'm gonna
have to get me some new suits.

You'll be working
here until late.

We need you
in the mix right away.

(chuckles)

(horn honks)

Hey baby, what's your sign?

I haven't heard that one before.

Yo, that was
crazy yesterday.

That was like that scene
in Norma Rae.

You know, the one when
she's like on the table.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, Regalview is scared shitless.
We'll win.

Can I check that out?

Yeah.

Oh, okay.

(laughing)

Okay. Bravo.

Where'd you learn
how to do that?

Down in L.A.

We organized the first sign
twirlers union there.

On, okay.

Is that what you do?

You just go from place to place
stirring up trouble?

Trouble's already there.
I just help folks fix it.

Yeah, that's what I do with
my art too, you know.

Expose the bullshit.

-It's not exactly the same thing.
-It's pretty much the same.

I haven't seen your stuff
so I can't--

I'm not gonna
show you my stuff.

So how does it work with, uh--

with you and Cassius?

You know,
you sound like a radical.

He's... I don't know.

He's what?

(horn honking)

He's real.

He's not that fake-ass
bougie gallery world.

So, that's how it works.

Well, you're rubbing him off
right. So...

He helped with the work
stoppage. So...

Your fire is rubbing off on him.

I like it.

I'm going.

You look like you're done here
if you need a ride.

Nah, Cash is on the way.
But thank you.

Nice work.

(car horn honks)

Hey girl. We gotta go!

Thank you.

(electronic music)

You okay?

Yeah.

- Did you get into an accident?
- No.

How about robbed or
something else crazy like that.

So, I don't think you flaked and
left me on a corner for an hour.

Yeah, I know. Look baby
I was gonna talk to you about it earlier

but I didn't know if it would be
a for sure thing or not.

But, as of today
I'm a Power Caller.

Does that mean you can
pay me back my $80?

(white voice)
Hell, yes, baby, of course I can.

Stop Cassius.
Stop, it's freaky.

What do they sell?

Am I finally gonna be able
to see your show?

Baby, this is beautiful.

And big.

Africa.

Oh, really, is that
what this is?

Yeah, I mean they're big
because they're Africa.

So, I added the sculptures
from last year.

Oh, okay. Well,
if nobody shows up

at least it'll look full.
(chuckles)

Can I-- can I ask a question?

Why did you choose Africa?

(fading) I wanted to talk about a life
shaped by exploitation.

About fighting for a say
in our own lives.

(muffled)
About how beauty, love, and laughter

thrive and flourish under almost
any circumstances...

(normal voice)
Right.

(muffled)
How Capitalism basically started

(normal voice)
by stealing labor from Africans

and about how
you're nodding

like you're listening
but you're not.

Oh, no sorry, baby.
I was receiving that.

I was just had a long day and...

-it's work.
-It's okay.

You really want to hit this?

Yes.

CASSIUS:
Ah... yes, okay. I'm listening now.

Capitalism in Africa
is booming.

Shh. I'm done talking.

I just want to
marinate in this.

This is major for me, Cash.

What I want to do is
I want to sit here,

hit this weed

and just be here.

SQUEEZE: Alright, guys.
That felt good the other day, right?

- CROWD: Yes.
- SAL: Yes. Good, man.

Like I've known y'all
my whole life, you know.

Don't forget that. Okay?

Remember each other's faces.

SAL: Cassius? What's up man?
Where you been?

What's up with the suit?

I got promoted.

What does that mean?
Are you a manager now?

That means I'm
a Power Caller now.

- About to be paid.
- We're all trying to get fucking paid.

- SAL: Yeah.
- But we're gonna do it as a team.

Are you on the team?

Yeah, I guess I'm still
on your little team

but I'm playing
from the bench.

The bench where you sit
and get your bills paid.

You know my uncle is
about to lose his house.

Cash, I'm sorry
about your uncle, man,

but that don't
mean sell out.

I'm not selling y'all out.

My success has nothing to do
with you, alright.

You just keep doing
whatever it is

that you're fucking doing
and I'll root for you.

From the sidelines.

And try not to laugh at that
stupid ass smirk on your face.

We don't need this.

- Are you doing alright?
- Yeah, I'm doing good.

- How you doing?
- Fantastic.

- Fantastic?
- I hope you have a good day.

I hope you have a better week.

I hope your month is full of
successful days.

And a lot of great ventures.
I hope you just come up, brother.

I hope your whole fucking year
is spectacular.

- Oh, you hope my year is spectacular?
- Yeah.

You got something
you want to say to me?

You got something
you want to say?

- You smell great.
- You smell great. What is that?

Burberry.
What you got on?

- I forgot. It's just deodorant.
- Smells expensive. Okay.

- Yeah. Good.
- We smelling good.

Some smelling good
brothers out here.

You're an awesome man
and I appreciate you.

- I hope you find yourself.
- Yeah, we should go out. Get drinks.

- You want to get drinks?
- Yeah!

- SAL: How many drinks?
- CASSIUS: Two. Three.

- Three? Five?
- Four! Five!

- Six? Eight?
- Seven! Nine!

- Ten? On me?
- All of them!

It's on me, no,
it's on me now!

-It's on you?
- Yeah, it's on me now.

- Alright. Alright!
- Yeah, it's on me!

-It's on you now.
- LANGSTON: Now!

Walk!

(beeping)

(muzak playing)

(gears whirring)

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Greetings, Cassius Green.

I hope you did
not masturbate today.

We need you sharp
and ready to go.

I detect the pheromones
percolating out of your pores.

They say to others
around you:

"Hold my penis while I piss on your
underestimated expectations."

Mr. Green,
I am a computer

but I wish I had hands to
caress your muscular brain.

Cassius Green, you've been
assigned a WorryFree campaign.

Brush up on that
Chapter Six stuff.

CASSIUS (white voice):
Excuse me.

And give them that
radiant voice of yours

in the next half hour.

2:00 PM.

Almost breakfast time in Japan.

Oh okay.
Ah, doodily doodily doodily doo.

- Moshi moshi.
- Mr. Son.

Cassius Green of WorryFree calling.
Sorry to bother you.

I'm calling about who
is assembling your phone.

Now I know they're
being made in China.

I'm a big fan of yours.

I've been following you
since you were with Takashi.

I cheered literally when
I found out you acquired Tanrio,

which is why I'm calling you
and not Phonarolla.

Mm-hmm.

(water spraying)

Our team of
dedicated workers

will make twice as many phones
at half the cost.

You'll double up
your market share

over these bastards.

(chuckles)

(both laughing)

Power Callers, our
very own Cassius Green

just made our
client, WorryFree,

upwards of
ten million dollars

in one call on his first day,
none the less.

- Oh, it's not that much.
-Indeed one for the history books.

- Cheers!
-(cheering)

Excuse me for a second.

What can I do for you, churn?

Yes, I have a question.

I've just achieved a sort of
miraculous financial endeavor.

I'm also in
a financial bind.

(normal voice)
I'm gonna need a cash advance.

Hmm.

(electronic music)

(bells tolling)

(Yawns)

(upbeat music playing on TV)

This is where the magic
happens,baby.

ANNOUNCER:
MTV spots WorryFree edition.

Hole puncher
Jim Ellman.

-(audience applauding)
'(900fy music)

REPORTER:
This was the scene yesterday

at the RegalView
telemarketer's strike.

The striking
RegalView workers

are joined by other
telemarketers,

phone operators
and university students

from all over the area.

After a long day
of hearty-ass work,

you feel me?

We ready to eat.

This is where
we get our grub on.

Mm-mm!

Yum.

Swimming through
the vat of hyena urine

is not as bad
as it sounds!

What do we want!?

We want enough money
to pay our rent!

CROWD:
Yeah! Yeah!

We want enough money to not eat
Cup 'O Noodles every night!

CROWD:
Yeah! Yeah!

I'm so sick of Cup 'O Noodles!

SQUEEZE (on TV): We want to be able to go see our doctor

when we get drunk one night!

CROWD:
Yeah! Yeah!

When we hook up with someone
without using any protection!

Okay. Okay, yeah!

And we think we might have
contracted chlamydia or gonorrhea!

Or any one of those crazy
STDs that you've never heard of

that you find on
Self-Diagnosis.com!

(crowd murmuring)

Fuck Regalview!

(crowd cheering)

Fuck Regalview!

CROWD (chanting):
Fuck RegalView! Fuck RegalView!

Fuck Regalview!

Fuck Regalview!
Fuck Regalview!

SAL:
And fuck chlamydia, too.

REPORTER: Although strikers have kept
most replacement workers

from breaking the strike

every morning, Stackwater security agents
successfully escort

RegalView's elite Power Callers
into the building.

For more on the
RegalView strike,

let's go to the studio.

This is Ken Bagget.
Chanel 3 news.

(TV turns off)

(white voice)
Hey baby. Good morning.

No. Please, no.

Stop with that
stupid voice, Cassius.

(clears throat)

(normal voice)
Didn't even realize I was doing it.

That's a problem, you know.

Sorry.

How long you been up?

I'm not up.

But I saw your TV debut.

Oh, shit.

(groans)

- Cash, baby--
- Can we not. Please.

Look, I quit when
the strike jumped off

because being with you
made it awkward for me. But--

Cassius!

You abandoned your friends.

Baby, look, I thought they'd
do a couple of stoppages and--

It's one thing
to take the promotion,

but now you're
a full out scab.

Come on, baby,
the Power Callers ain't on strike!

No, but they should be.

I'm so tired of talking
to you about this.

You are crossing
the picket line.

I can't ride with you.

Oh, you can't
ride with me now!

But you was riding with me
all around Oakland.

Alright, fine.
Well, no more.

Baby, what are you
asking me to do?

Are you asking me to quit
the fattest job I ever had?

But Cassius, it's not fat!

It is morally emaciated.

You sell fucking slave labor,
Cassius!

What the fuck
isn't slave labor?

Oh my god! Side-stepping.

You side-step more
than the fucking Temptations.

You know what,
fuck you, man!

Fuck you, alright!

Fuck you 'cause
I'm doing something

that I'm really
fucking good at.

I'm really good at it
and I'm important.

I'm making shit happen.

And you don't
appreciate the shit

cause you already
fucking had it.

And you're talking to me
about slave labor?

What is Squeeze and them
gonna do about slave labor?

What does Squeeze
have to do with this?

They ain't gonna do shit.

And you ain't
gonna do shit neither

by selling fucking art
to rich people.

Fuck it.

Gimme the damn covers!

- What you doing?
- Taking them.

- I'm cold.
- I'm not playing Cassius.

- You're being greedy.
- Don't play with me, Cassius.

You don't even need all those covers.
It's not necessary.

(exhales sharply)

The whole reason
I went to work for Regalview

was to make myself
more interesting to you.

Cassius, the old you
was way more interesting.

If you go to work
today at Regalview

crossing the picket line...

we're done.

(crowd shouting angrily)

Elbows and assholes, people!
Let's go!

Chisels or dynamite, Cassius.
You pick.

(white voice)
Yeah, agreed. I just have to follow up

on this lead
I've been working on.

This motherfucker right here...

is on fire!

Let's give it up
for the boy wonder!

Huzzah!

Yeah, yeah! Some for the homeys.

And some for me!

Bag them, tag them, rag them!

I trained her. I trained her.

- We hunted mammoths!
- Yeah!

MANAGER: Douse him.
Douse our winner with champagne.

H“

CROWD (chanting):
Scabs won't pass!

Scabs won't pass!
Scabs won't pass!

Scabs won't pass!

Scabs won't pass!
Scabs won't pass!

Move!

OFFICER:
I said get back!

WOMAN:
Have a cola and smile, bitch!

(crowd shouting, indistinct)

(screams)

CASSIUS (white voice):
Thank you very much, Miss Welcrott.

I'll talk to you soon.
Mm-hmm.

Okay, bye.

You, my friend,

you are the best decision
I've made in quite a long time.

I have to pat myself
on the ass for that.

Thank you,
Mister (beep).

Feels good
to be appreciated.

Don't call me Mr. (beep),
Cassius.

Call me (beep).

Million-dollar question
for you, Cassius.

Do you like to party?

I like parties.

What are you
doing tonight?

Oh, I got this thing.

Well my girlfriend,
ex-girlfriend--

Fudge all that.

Hmm!

Steve Lift is throwing
his yearly party.

Wants to see
our new star there.

Wants to talk to you, Cassius.

I have been waiting years
for this invite.

Even Jay and Bey
can't get this invite.

(chuckles)

Hell yeah. I just got to do
this other thing.

You go to your other thing.

And I'll be there waiting.
Pick you up.

This is the kind of party
that could change your life.

(rock music playing)

DETROIT (white voice):
Beauty, love, and laughter,

must be stimulated to thrive and flourish
under almost any circumstances...

I realize you were
asking about specific-- that one.

Yes, that's interesting.

You know what,
will you please excuse me just one minute?

(Sighs)

- Hey.
-(normal voice) Hey.

I wouldn't miss this
for the world, you know.

It's beautiful.

- You're beautiful.
- Cash...

I love you too...

but I can't hang with
what I see in you now.

What happened to your head?

Oh, urn...

It's nothing.
I was just shaving...

Alright, I have to go get ready
for my performance.

You should really stay
and see it, okay?

Okay, but I can only stay
for a little while, baby,

cause there's this party
I got to get back to. It's important.

A slave auctioneers party?

- Hey.
- Yo, what's up?

DETROIT:
Thank you for coming.

I wouldn't miss this
for the world.

You always know just
what to say, huh?

I literally just said that.

I hope you stay.

Yo, is the reason why
you don't call me no more

is cause you sell out or
cause you're just a star?

What are you talking about?

Eleven million views, man!

What the fuck?

SAL: You're like the Ariana Grande
of disloyal niggas.

Have a cola and smile, bitch!

(cartoon sound effects)

You could really
help us out right now.

We got them by the balls,
but they're holding out.

We got the info on how much
this is costing them.

You flipping sides
could turn the tide.

Don't be the leaf
that floats down the river.

Be the stone that
splits the stream.

Is that Tupac?

(dramatic music plays)

(white voice)
Welcome, friends! Gather around,

form a semi-circle.

Tonight, we will have a
transformative experience.

In those containers,

there are broken cell phones,
used bullet casings,

and water balloons filled
with sheep's blood.

Cellphones can only work
with the mineral Coltan,

which is found
in Africa's Congo.

The profit involved in this
has created hardship and wars.

I will stand here.

If you feel so moved,

you may throw the items
in the containers at me.

While I'm standing here,

I will be reciting excerpts

from the timeless
Motown-produced movie entitled

"The Last Dragon".

I'll recite those lines
Angela says to Eddie Arcadian

as she leaves him.

Let's begin.

"And in the end, Eddie,
you know what?

"You're nothing but a misguided
midget asshole

"with dreams
of ruling the world.

"Yeah, and also
from Kew Gardens.

And also getting by
on my tits."

WOMAN:
Bravo!

(applause)

"And in the end, Eddie,
you know what?

"You're nothing
but a misguided midget asshole

"with dreams
of ruling the world.

"And also from Kew Gardens.

And also getting by
on my tits."

(crowd cheers)

"And in the end, Eddie,
you know what?

"You're nothing but a mis--

"misguided midget asshole

"with dreams
of ruling the world.

"Yeah, also from Kew Gardens.

And also getting by
on my tits."

CASSIUS:
Hey, hey, hey! Stop!

What the fuck is this?

Why would you subject
yourself to this?

(normal voice)
It's a part of the show, Cassius.

You of all people should
understand, right?

- Stick to the script.
- No.

Don't you have a party
to get to, Cash?

Go!

Go, Cash.

(white voice)
Let's begin again.

"And in the end, Eddie..."

(snorting)

(ominous music)

Well, I guess
you're all wondering

why I've called this meeting!

(loud cheers)

(electronic music playing)

Hey.HeY-

Fucking sexy chocolate
motherfucker!

(laughing)

43h yes!
- Cool guy_

- You're coming with me.
- You're a cool guy.

I know you're loving
the new digs.

Or even better,
I'm digging the new loves.

Stick around because...

I think a lot
of these bitches

are gonna be
getting naked later.

You know, I mean,
your parties are the stuff of folklore.

You got to meet the man
of the hour though.

(white voice) Hey Cassius Green.
It's a pleasure to meet you.

An honor even, sir.

It's okay, he's friendly.
He's friendly.

Oh, yeah, how you doing man?
You alright?

I'm really well,
thank you.

Thank you for inviting us, Mr. Lift.
It's amazing.

Just don't call me
"Mister."

Oh, uh... Steve.

I never said "Steve."

Sir.

- I'm fucking kidding with you, man.
- Ow! Ow!

You can call me
whatever you want,

you keep
closing those deals.

-(chuckles)
- You must be like a fucking genius.

I'd love to pick your brain

because we need people like you
at WorryFree.

People who can comprehend
the big picture, you know?

It's people like you that are
gonna save this nation.

I mean look
don't get me wrong;

we still need the workers
to do the work.

Per se.

But we also need
people like you.

People that can be trusted.

People that can analyze
the challenge and adapt.

Like a cunning racoon.

Like a snake.

Or like a tardigrade!

Thanks...

Go, I'll lock up.

WOMAN:
Great performance tonight, D!

I told you,
you didn't have to do that.

No, it's my pleasure.
It was good.

(both chuckle)

So, you gonna tell me what
you thought about the show now?

It was, uh...

fiery.

Fiery? What the fuck?

That's what you thought?
That's it?

It was fiery.
It was great.

Alright. Shh,
you can tell me later.

So now, I gotta climb over the side
of this overturned jeep

cause I got to
pry the AK out

from under the crushed
bloody body

of my now inconveniently
deceased guide, right?

And just as I get this thing out
I spin around.

And this fucking thing
starts to charge and it got a--

(imitates machine gun fire)

Fucker took two mags
to the head.

Turned that bitch
into a trophy.

What about you, Cash?

You ever had to bust a cap
in anybody's ass?

(laughing)

- Green, no--
- Shut the fuck up, (beep)!

I'm talking to the man
of the hour here.

Come on man, have a seat.

Come on.

I want to hear about some of that
Oakland gangster shit, man.

- Oaktown.
- Just right here?

- Just sit down?
- Yeah.

Well...

Luckily, I have not had
to put a cap in anyone's ass.

Or head or anything.

So, I don't have any cool
stories, sorry.

Alright, well I mean
give us something. Right?

These boring cunts are at
every single one of my parties.

You're different, man.
Make an impression.

At least take off
the white voice.

And I know you can
bust a rap, right?

(normal voice)
No, actually I can't.

Bullshit. Come On. Bullshit.

I can't, man.

I mean I can listen to rap,
well, but I just can't rap.

It's actually embarrassing.

I don't know.
I think he's lying.

I think you can rap.

I think you should rap.

Rap, rap, rap...

CROWD (chanting):
Rap, rap, rap, rap, rap, rap.

Rap, rap, rap-

rap, rap, rap-

Rap, rap, rap-

rap, rap, rap-

H“

♪ My name is Cash. I like to...' ♪

Smash!

♪ I come from the land of dope S'

♪ Somebody got something to smoke?' ♪

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit E

♪ Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit E

♪ Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

CROWD:
E Nigger shit. Nigger shit E

♪ Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

- ♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit ♪
- CASSIUS: Yeah!

♪ Nigger, nigger, nigger shit I'

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit I'

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

CROWD". E Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit I'

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit I'

CROWD". E Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

CASSIUS:
♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit ♪

CROWD: E Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

♪ Nigger shit. Nigger shit.
Nigger, nigger, nigger shit E

(crowd cheering)

(light piano music)

(moaning)

(normal voice)
Go through that big ass foyer.

Go through the door
next to the stairs.

Go down the other stairs.
Hang a left.

Go to the end of the hallway.

Then make a right.

You'll see it.

Big magenta colored doors
at the end of the hall.

Steve Lift will be
waiting for you.

He wants you in there.

Look here, young blood. We don't cry
about the shit that should be.

We just thrive on what is
and what is...

Opportunity.

This could be big, Cassius.

Don't do that thing.

- What thing?
- That thing where you fuck it up.

Clean yourself up.

H“

(laughing)

(sighs heavily)

(eerie music)

Heads up.

This place is fucking nuts, man.

Thank you. I will accept
your backhanded compliment.

Please. Take a seat,
Mr. Cassius Green.

- How's your head, you alright?
- No, it's perfect.

Well, here, in this lair

we do no line
before its time.

And for you, my friend,
it is time.

Cause you are rolling
with the big dogs now.

Fuck it!

Fuck! It's strong, man!

Oh yeah.
I have a proposition for you, Cash.

And I want to listen to your
proposition, Stevie.

I want you at WorryFree.

I see something in you.

I think that you are more

than just the world's
greatest telemarketer

since Hal Jameson.

You know what
that's very interesting.

Boring, though.

I want to talk
about the dollars

and zeros and the commas
and shit.

Cocky. I like it.

Watch this little video proposal
we put together

and you'll understand
everything. Alright?

(upbeat music
playing on TV)

You know, I kind of
got to piss.

So, could we, like,
kind of watch this

after I get back
from the bathroom?

No.

Hella gotta piss, man.

Okay fine.
Out the door,

halfway down the hallway,
jade door.

Jade door, okay.

Qkay...

Wow...

Alright...

Serious?

One stall.

Hey, you on your way
in or out, man?

Can you help me?

No. No, I can't. Sorry.

Please. Could you help me?

Fucked up, man.
I'm really hurt.

Oh, shit. Okay.

Just hold on, man.

H“

- Please... help me.
- Fuck!

Help me! Help me!

(screaming neigh)

No, no, no, no, no, no!
Don't touch me.

- Help us!
'Help me!

(shouting, indistinctly)

Hey, dumb fuck!

- What the fuck, man!
-(gun cocks)

- I said the jade door.
- That is the jade door.

No, that's an olive door.

That's very clearly
an olive door.

That's a jade door.

Look, you got to get me
the fuck out of here.

Okay, calm, calm. This is
a big misunderstanding. Okay?

Let's just take a deep breath
and calm down.

We're gonna go back
to my office.

I'm gonna explain
everything to you, alright?

Wait, do you
still have to pee?

I mean, I pissed
on myself, man.

So, no I don't have to pee.

Look, I got to get
the fuck out of here.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Here's the deal.

I can't let you leave without
explaining everything. Alright?

And if you'd even
seen the video

before you went in there
you wouldn't even be scared.

What the fuck was that thing
in there, man?

It's...

the video is gonna
show you everything.

Don't worry about it.

(ethereal music plays)

STEVE: There's a lot of
production value in this.

(chirping)

NARRATOR (on TV):
Since the dawn of time,

or least since before anyone
cares to remember,

we have used our wits
to survive.

But what has
allowed us to thrive

was our use of tools.

A natural development.

But what are tools

if not extensions
of the appendages

with which we were born?

Humans have modified ourselves
throughout history.

- We train ourselves to fight.
{groans

- We work out.
-(man groans)

We study.

WorryFree is carrying
forward this lineage

of natural developments
that began in prehistoric times.

We realize that human labor
has its limitations.

And, so, our scientists
have discovered a way.

A chemical change to make
humans stronger,

more obedient, more durable

and therefore more efficient
and profitable.

We are proud to announce
to our shareholders

that a new day in human
productivity is dawning.

Our workforce
of Equisapiens

will make WorryFree

the most profitable company
in human history.

And you, our shareholders,

will be a part
of that history.

See?
It's all just a big misunderstanding.

This ain't no fucking
misunderstanding, man!

So, you making half-human,
half-horse fucking things

so you can make more money?

Yeah, basically.

I just didn't want you
to think I was crazy.

That I was doing
this for no reason.

Because this isn't irrational.

Oh.

Cool. Alright.

Cool. No, I understand.

I just-- I just got
to leave now, man.

So, please get the fuck
out of my way.

We haven't finished
the movie.

Call me about that
next week, please.

And then we'll talk about it.

Sit in that chair

and we're gonna
watch this movie.

And then I'm gonna
make you a proposal.

- Come on.
-(patting chair)

(music plays on TV)

NARRATOR (on TV): Our worker modification process

is simple and rather quick.

It works for
70% of humans

who take the
fusing catalyst.

(eerie music)

STEVE:
And, see, this is how we begin

the process
of the transformation.

They take what's called the
fusing catalyst. And what happens is--

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Wait a minute, man.

What the fuck did you
give me to snort? Huh?

What the--what the fuck
was that?

- Wait, what?
- What did I snort?!

Cause I'm, I'm not
even fucking high.

You're not what?
Wait, wait wait. Wait.

No, I don't give a fuck
about that anymore, alright?

I don't give a fuck
about that shit.

If you had me
snort some shit

that's gonna have
me mutated, man,

I want you to fucking shoot me!

Cash. What you snorted was
100% Peruvian, man.

I need you to be a little bit
more particular, man.

You know, they got fucking
horses in Peru, probably.

- Motherfucker!
- You're gonna get semantic on me?

No, I'm not
getting semantic.

You're the one
that's being semantic

if you refer to the fucking
horses as a 100%.

Fuck that.
It doesn't even matter.

Was it coke?
Was it not coke?

- What was it?
- Cash. It was coke.

Calm down, man.

You're--I wouldn't
just give you

the fusing catalyst
without telling you.

I'm not evil. Okay?

The reason you're not high

is because your adrenaline
is pumping so hard right now

that to be perfectly honest

you're starting to harsh both
of our mellows. Okay?

So, sit down
and just take a breath, man.

It's fucking adrenaline.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

It's fine, okay.
Just breathe.

Okay?

This is fucking weird shit.

Okay?

Now, the proposal that
I want to make you is this...

That is the future
of labor. Okay?

They're bigger.
They're stronger.

They hopefully
gripe a lot less.

And also, soon, I'm gonna
have millions of them.

Fucking crazy...

They're gonna form
their own society.

They'll probably form
their own culture.

Then maybe
they want to organize.

Maybe they
want to rebel.

And that's why we need
someone on the inside

who represents
WorryFree's needs.

Someone they can relate to.

Talking about a manager

for fucking horse people.

No. No.

The Equisapien
Martin Luther King, Junior.

But one that we create.

One that we control.

So, you want to--
want to have a false leader

for these fucking
horse people.

But at the same time,
he works for you?

Yeah. Keeps shit simple.

Well, why the fuck
did you choose me?

Out of everybody you could have chose,
why did you pick me?

- For what?
- Cash. Cash.

You are awesome.

I've never seen anyone
go through the ranks

at Regalview
like you did.

And I want someone
like that at WorryFree.

Someone hungry.

Someone who'll fucking shank
their own friend in the back

if it means getting
what they want.

Now, look, I can see that
you're freaked out.

And that you
want to say no.

But I wouldn't do that before
you see what I'm offering.

No, man. No, no.

There's no fucking
amount of money

that will make me
do that shit.

Two things.

One:
it's a short-term contract.

Five years. Done.

Then we give you
the diffuser antidote

special sauce serum

and you're back to normal.

And the second one,
and I want you to remember this.

You're gonna have
a horse cock.

What the fuck is a special antidote
sauce serum? What the f--

It sounds like you made that shit up, man.
That shit ain't real.

No, it's real.
And so is my offer.

Five years as our man
amongst horses.

For one hundred
million dollars.

Just go sleep on it. Okay?

And after that,
holla at your boy. Okay?

Get out in that party
and go fuck something.

(ominous music)

(whispering)
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

(shouts)
Fuck! Fuck!

Where's my cell phone?

(dial tone)

(beeping)

(line ringing)

WOMAN (on phone):
San Francisco Chronicle, good morning.

Urn... Eric.
Eric Arnold, please.

One moment.

ERIC (on phone):
Hello.

Okay, Eric Arnold.
My name is Cassius Green.

I have some
important information.

Some very, very
important information

that I think you would really,
really be interested in.

- Okay, shoot.
- Okay, uh... alright.

They turning motherfuckers
into horse-people.

Horse-- half-horse, half-human
people that work. Alright.

Look, they have you
snort some fucking coke,

and, well,
it's not really coke,

but you snort it and it has
your nostrils get all big

and then you get
a horse dick and shit.

And listen-- listen, you got
to get this story out here, man,

because look, you put--

Jake?

What you talking about?
No. Cassius.

Cassius Green.

(dial tone)

WOMAN (on TV): The first thing we 're gonna do

is cut a little nib
into the cola can.

Voila! "Have a cola
and smile, bitch," wig!

Fuck! Where the fuck
is my cellphone?!

REPORTER:
And the strangest thing

to happen in
advertising history

Soda Cola has announced
working with Cynthia Rose,

the foul-mouthed heroine
with perfect aim

from the "Cola-and-Smile-Bitch"
YouTube clip.

Rose reportedly signed
for an amount of money

that could buy
four white babies.

The strike breaker who's hilariously
pegged in that clip

has been revealed
to be named...

- Cassius Green.
- Cassius Green.

Alright Doc,
now I'm, uh...

I got a little worried,
you know.

Because I was looking at it
maybe from up here.

But that it might be different.

Is it bigger?

No. No, it's the same size.

I mean, I'm glad
you're feeling yourself.

Is that why you tried to
booty call me last night?

I didn't try to booty call you.
I lost my phone. I told you.

It doesn't matter.
I got a new one.

What is up with you, Cash?

You called me at 3:23.
You left a video message.

I didn't check it,

cause I assumed it was lewd as fuck
and I wasn't trying to do that--

Can I see that?

Come on.

We're hurting!
We're hurting!

Help us! Help us!

MAN (on video):
Get back in there. Get in there.

-(alarm blaring)
- Please help us!

We're hurting!

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Security code cleared.

STEVE (on video):
Love of Christ.

If you beautiful perversions
don't shut the fuck up,

I will turn you all into glue!

Found my phone.

(breathing heavily)

I don't know, Cash...

You got to do something.
People got to know.

Right? Honey,
you got to tell them, right?

Yeah. Yeah I mean...

- Why did you show--
- I don't know, alright.

I snorted something that was--

I thought it was activated

but it turned out
it was just coke--

But why did you focus
on your dick, though?

They have big nostrils

you could have just asked me
to check your nostrils.

- Okay check 'em, check 'em.
- Okay, okay.

Yeah, they look bigger.

- No, they don't.
- I think that's just cause--

- Yeah. You're flaring them.
- No, I'm not flaring them.

- You are, you are.
- No, I'm not.

Just relax them a little bit
so I can see.

Okay. Look, listen. They're normal size.
They look normal size.

-(whimpering)
- They look normal size.

(crying)

(electronic music plays)

I need you to know...

I want to be clear--

this can't happen again.

I'm not going back.

I'm not going to be
a fucking Power Caller.

That's a good decision.

But I--

- I still have problems with all this.
- I'm not--

Only something happening to you
turned you against them.

Okay. But I know
how they view me.

How I look in the eyes

of fucking WorryFree
and Regalview.

They just view me as another one
of their fucking creatures

to control and to manipulate.
And that's not me.

Good.

Good.

That doesn't change
what I said about us.

And also, I kind of
messed around

with somebody last night.

What? Wait--

what do you mean you kind of--

I need you
to explain that one

cause I don't understand

what you mean by you kind of
messed around with somebody.

- I mean did you...
- Everything but.

Everything but.

You see, that's
almost worse than

anything I can imagine
in my mind.

- Everything but. So, did you--
- Cassius, we were broken up.

Okay? It's over.

It's me and you that shouldn't have
messed around tonight.

(Cassius exhales deeply)

You want to know
who it was?

Do you plan on fucking

or "everything but"-ting
with that person again?

No.

Nah. No,
I don't want to know, then.

No, I don't want to know.

(horn honks)

H“

(indistinct shouting)

MAN: I have absolutely
no idea what this is about.

Maybe it's saying that
capitalism dehumanizes them.

Maybe the artist
is being literal.

Maybe WorryFree is
turning workers into horses.

And literally fucking them?

H“

Hey, bro.

Ain't you the dude
from the clip

that got hit in the head
with the can?

No. No, everybody thinks
that's me, man.

- But that's not me.
- What's wrong with your head then?

Damn, everybody
thinks that's--

That's you,
that shit is funny!

- What the fuck, man?!
- Why you lyin'?

"(_9l'unts)
-(jeering)

MAN:
That's alright.

Happen to the best of us.

(men laughing)

Walk it off.

(phone dialing)

(line ringing)

This is Cassius Green

from "Have-A-Cola-And-A-Smile-Bitch"
fame.

I want to be on
your show tomorrow.

(singing)
"Have a Cola and smile, Bitch"

(audience applauds)

CROWD:
"I Got the Shit Kicked Out Of Me".

Today, YouTube sensation
Cassius Green is here.

You had
500 million people

watch you get pegged
to the noggin

and get utterly humiliated.
It was effin hilarious.

The way your hair
went up like that--

-(cartoon sound effect)
-(audience laughs)

The whole world is laughing
'til they pissed.

(audience laughs)

Well, I got a new clip
that I need you to play

and the only reason
I came on the show

was because you agreed
to show this clip

to your 150 million viewers.

Well, if you want some ass,
you have to bring some ass.

So, we'll get ready
for an ass whipping,

then jump in the shit tank.

Then we'll play your clip.

(audience applauds)

-(blows landing)
-(grunting)

H“

(audience laughing)

_Could you play
my °"P now, please?

Okay.

Is it as crazy as the
cola-and-a-smile-bitch clip?

Not possible.

(audience laughs)

It's crazy, Mary.

-It's fucking crazy.
- Woo-hoo.

Let's roll the clip.

Help us. We're hurting!

We're hurting!

If you beautiful perversions
don't shut the fuck up,

I will turn you
all into glue!

(audience gasps)

As a Power Caller
for Regalview,

WorryFree was
my premier client.

This is just
incontrovertible proof

of WorryFree's
evil practices.

They're turning humans into
grotesque horse-people.

And I want the world to know

that- that- that they're
manipulating humanity

for the sake of profit.

Now, we cannot
let this go on.

You have to call your
congressman, alright.

Call your local politicians

and let them know
we will not stand for this.

REPORTER:
It's been one day

since the viral celebrity
leak to the world,

new scientific achievements
made by WorryFree

and their genius
CEO, Steve Lift,

which caused WorryFree stocks
to sky rocket

at a rate faster than any
other company in history.

House and
Senate leaders

joined Lift in
ringing the bell

to celebrate the record
stock market rally

WorryFree's success
has created.

FUCK you!

We are all sinners,
but in every sinner lies a winner.

The Lord lifted you
from the whore house,

you from flop house,
you from drop house...

(preacher continues,
indistinct)

- Stop! Stop!
- Out devil!

Stop!

SQUEEZE: No. No.
We're just doing dutch.

- Thanks for calling, man.
- Yeah.

Look, I betrayed you.

I know it's not
gonna change anything,

but I wanted to say I'm sorry.

- I acted stupid, I was--
- Man, hey, we-- we good.

Alright, but all you
got to do is just--

just do right
from now on, man.

Yeah, I know
and that's what--

I tried to change it.
I tried to stop it. But it's--

it's just right in front
of their faces.

They're turning human beings
into monstrosities

and nobody
gives a fuck.

Most people that saw you
on that screen

knew calling their congressman
wasn't gonna do shit.

If you get shown a problem,

but have no idea
how to control it,

then you just decide to get
used to the problem.

Yeah, and that's why our plan
for tomorrow...

is important.

'Cause if we stop them

from crossing the picket line
this time, we win.

- That's a good plan.
- Yeah.

Tomorrow we show 'em
how to give fucks.

(people cheering)

Ain't that about a blip.

- Happy Halloween
- Look at that shit. You see that shit?

What the fuck is that about?
What the fuck, man?

That's what
I'm talking about.

(indistinct grunting)

- MAN: Get back in there!
- HORSES: We're hurting! Help us!

(beeping)

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
Security code cleared.

CROWD (chanting):
Fuck you, RegalView!

Fuck you, RegalView!
Fuck you, RegalView!

None of the strikers here
at the Regalview strike

will tell us why
they're all wearing

their Cola-And
A-Smile-Bitch wigs.

Although the strikers
have been

extremely militant
over the past weeks,

they've not been able to stop
the Stackwaterjuggernaut

from breaking through the lines.

CROWD (chanting):
Scabs won't pass! Scabs won't pass!

Scabs won't pass!
Scabs won't pass!

Scabs won't pass!
Scabs won't pass!

Elbows and assholes, people!

Let's g0!

Scabs won't pass!
Scabs won't pass!...

-(grunting)
-(whistle blowing)

CROWD:
Scabs won't pass! Scabs won't pass!

Scabs won't pass!
Scabs won't pass!

Scabs won't pass!

-(whistle blowing)
- Scabs won't pass! Scabs won't pass!

(grunting)

Oh!

(crowd cheering)

(blows whistle)

REPORTER:
The infamous Cassius Green,

former Power Caller
and strike line crosser,

has switched sides.

- Yeah, man!
- Yeah!

(reporter continues, indistinct)

Looks like the calvary's
arrived, folks.

(grunting)

(indistinct shouting)

(screaming)

Get the fuck back!

This way! This way!

Come on!

-(indistinct shouting)
-(blows landing)

Over here! Over here!

(alarms blaring)

This is when
the magic happens.

SQUEEZE:
Get them here quick.

(whistle blows)

MAN:
Hey, Cassius.

(indistinct shouting)

(groans)

-(screaming)
-(blows landing)

MAN:
Look out! Look out!

Hey! Hey!

(woman grunts)

Let me out!

Hey!

(indistinct shouting)

(engine revving)

(bodies thudding)

-(engine idling)
-(tires screeching)

(tires squealing)

(gears clanking)

MAN:
Hold your ground!

CASSIUS:
Yes! Yes!

(loud bang)

(blows landing)

(men grunting)

(man screaming)

(metal scraping)

(heavy clanking)

Wow!

Thank you.

We. Are Honored.

To. Be. In.
Your. Presence.

Dude. I'm from
East Oakland.

Talk regular.

My name is DeMarius.

Thanks for
breaking us out.

Oh, I'm Cassius.
Cassius Green.

No problem.

(helicopter blades whirring)

WorryFree is here.

Hey. Same struggle.

Same fight.

Equisapiens!
Let's be out!

(indistinct shouting,
cheefing)

WOMAN:
Equisapiens, thank you so much!

Hey!

Mastermind.

Are you serious right now?

Serious as kicking the can.

Don't--don't play
with me, Cash

cause that's some
serious shit.

No, man. That's yours.

And I've got a car
that'll do me just fine

fillgetback
to work at Regalview.

Plus, I wanted
to say I'm sorry.

Cash, man. Look.

Just saying sorry is fine.

This is good.
This is perfect.

This is the
perfect apology.

I don't want disrespect you.
You know this is cool, I'm--

Hey!

So, uh...

now that we
won that strike

you cool coming
back to work with us

lowly regular
telemarketers.

Well, if the new
and glorious

telemarketers union
will have me.

You got to start fighting
somewhere.

- Huh?
- Alright, bro.

- Be good.
- Mm-hmm.

DETROIT:
Kiss already, y'all.

So, what about being part
of something important, huh?

Oh shit.

It looks like the sun
is about to explode.

Oh my god...

Come here, sugar.

We are a part
of something important.

Changing the world.

Before the sun explodes.

Well...

I couldn't come back
to the exact same thing

after all that, right?

What happened?

(moans)

What, Cash?

(moaning)

H“

H“

(phone ringing)

(continues ringing)

What?

CASSIUS (on video):
I'm Cassius Green calling on behalf of

stomp a mud hole
in your ass.com.

Sorry to bother you but--

(Static)

(distant thudding)

(alarm blaring)

(roars)

H“

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Alright I'

♪ Hell, yeah I'

♪ That's tight E

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Alright I'

♪ Hell, yeah,
that's tight a'

♪ Hey, Hey 4'

FHeyS

FHeyS

FHeyS

FHeyS

♪ Hey, Hey 4'

♪ I'm Boots Riley,
they ain't merdd me yet A'

♪ Gon' get shit popping
like Percocet A'

♪ Got pent up anger
that ain't surfaced yet A'

♪ Two stepping like the boss
dispersed the check X

♪ Imagine this hymn
is a hand grenade A'

♪ Asphalt
sheet rock serenade A'

♪ Jack and Coke
is the marinade I'

♪ But we sober up quick
at the barricades I

♪ Joint in my mouth,
pass the fire F

♪ Everything out they
mouth is a pacifier I

♪ I'm not preaching,
ask the choir I'

♪ The green one,
the red one, pass the wire X

♪ Camel toe,
camouflage with fashion A'

♪ Passing the shell codes
on to the assassin A'

♪ Dash in security,
mall expansion I'

♪ Whatever I wear,
know I'm here to be clashing a'

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Alright I'

♪ Hell, yeah I'

♪ That's tight E

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Alright,
Hell, yeah A'

♪ That's tight E

♪ Hey, Hey 4'

♪ Hey, Hey 4'

♪ Hey, Hey 4'

♪ Hey, Hey 4'

♪ We came ♪

♪ To bleed a'

♪ Electricity I'

♪ We came to bleed 4'

♪ Electricity I'