All language subtitles for Marvels.Cloak.and.Dagger.S01E07.WEBRip.XviD-FUM

(pages rustling)

-(horn honking)-Previously onCloak and Dagger...

Daddy!

Mina:We aren't drilling for oil.

It burned ten times
better than oil.

Burns twice as hot.
Pumps in the old rig
couldn't handle it.

What gives it that snap?

My secret ingredient:
cardamom.

My name's Tandy Bowen.

You knew my dad.

♪ ♪

You were there
when Billy got shot.

You could tell everyone
what you saw.

O'Reilly!

-(gunshot)
-No!

-(grunts, gasps)
-Ty, what's wrong?

(timer dings)

"Eye of newt, toe of frog,
wool of bat, leg of dog."

Tongue, Dad.
The quote is "tongue of dog."

-Not leg.
-Is that the reason my
witches' brew never works?

That and magic doesn't exist.

What do you call turning flour,
sugar, and water into that?

Delicious chemistry.

I'd be willing to bet,
Mina, that primitive humans
would label what you're doing--

Dad! What are you doing?

You can't eat that
till you're at work,
that's the rule.

You're awfully
superstitious for someone
who doesn't believe in magic.

Yeah, well,
you always come home.

-Don't you?
-And I will again.

I think I cracked
the perfect cookie.

(sniffs)

Oh my God,
it smells amazing.
What's in it?

What would you say
if I asked you that question?

I'd say,
"Figure it out yourself."

So, figure it out yourself.

Fine.

Hey, it's tongue of dog,
isn't it?

-Bye, Dad.
-Bye, honey.

See you soon!

♪ We'll make our homes
on the water ♪

♪ We'll build our walls,
aluminum ♪

♪ We'll fill our mouths
with cinnamon ♪

♪ Fill our mouths... ♪

Evening, Tommy.
What's the latest?

Status quo.

Drill's at 2300 meters,
moving well.

No shale to date.

Temperature crept up to 150,

but I'm guessing it'll
come back down again
like it has been.

How'd the installation go?

The conductive
shielding tiles?

Never came.

-Wait. They what?!
-They said they told you!

(men shouting indistinctly)

-Hey, boss.
-Hello.

Hey, guys, head
to Level 3 when you can.

Hey, Sam! What's going on
with the shielding tiles?

I was told
they weren't coming.

-At all?
-That's what I was told.

Son of a...

Hey, Ivan.
How's your daughter?

I need Bowen.

-I'm sorry?
-Nathan Bowen, right now!

(door slams)

♪ ♪

♪ We'll fill our mouths
with cinnamon now ♪

♪ We'll make our homes
on the water ♪

♪ We'll build our walls,
aluminum now ♪

Hey, why is this taking so long?
I need to talk to--

(power rumbles off)

-(Klaxon blaring)
-(excited chattering)

♪ Hear all the bombs ♪

-(rumbling)-♪ Fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs fade away ♪

-(humming to song)-♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

(humming continues)

♪ ♪

What should I do?

That was my shot.

Duane saw it all happen.
He saw my brother get...

(sighs)
He could've put that
asshole behind bars,

and now he's dead.

And-- and I told him
to do the right thing.
I told him!

And now he's dead.

What do I do?

My dad...

he used to say our failures
are the steps we climb.

To what?

I don't know.

Look, I know this is
gonna sound...

I'm not even sure
how to bring it up.

What?

There was a survivor,

of the rig,
the one that blew up.

I think he might be the key
to clearing my dad.

But, um, there's--
there's a problem.

Look, I know this is just
about the worst possible time,

but I need your help.

-With what?
-A door.

(door opens)

(woman speaks
indistinctly over PA)

♪ ♪

Is this a normal thing
for you?

What?

Sneaking into a hospital
with someone in a coma.

Not a coma.
Catatonic.

Eight years ago,
they pulled a dozen bodies
off the rig that exploded.

Only one of 'em
was still alive.

Eight years ago as in...?

As in the night my dad
crashed off the bridge.

The explosion on the rig
is what made Connors
pull the trigger.

It also put the vacant sign
on Dr. Hess here.

See?

You are into some
messed up shit.

Ty, look, I know
this seems crazy.

-Seems?
-I don't know
what else to do!

ROXXON has stopped at nothing
to hide what happened
on that rig,

and they're blaming my dad
for the whole thing.

Only survivor...
means only person
that knows the truth.

This is the only way I know
how to get justice for my dad.

(woman speaks
indistinctly over PA)

(sighs)

You owe me.

I know.

All right,
so what do we do now?

(sighs) I don't know.

Count to three?

Are you making
this up right now?

Completely.

Tyrone:
All right.

One...

-Two.
-Three.

(whooshing)

Can you hear me?

Loud and clear.

Tyrone:
Wow.

This is the door.

This is the door.

And you think I'm the key?

Look.

What do you think
is gonna happen?

I have absolutely no idea.

Hey, what's the worst
that could happen?

It doesn't open?

I can think of a lot of
worse things that can happen.

(wind howling)

-(Klaxon blaring)
-Tandy?

Tandy! Tandy,
where are we?

I don't know. I--

Ty? What's wrong
with that guy?

-Oh, don't-- don't worry.
He can't see or hear--
-Ty!

Tandy:
That guy just tried to kill us.

So, clearly, he saw us.

The rules here
must be different.

What the hell is going on?

The worst that can happen.

Look, we got to get
out of here. All right?

Come on!

In here! In here, look!

What the hell is going on?

Ivan:
My word.

Something new.

(laughs)
Something delightfully,
incredibly, wonderfully new.

And you talk!

(chuckles)

What a time to be alive!

♪ ♪

Important question, uh...

(Klaxon blaring)

Are you here to kill me?

What? No! No!

(chuckles)
Splendid.

Come on.

-You're Ivan Hess.
-Who?

-Ivan Hess.
-I don't know who that is.

Well, who are you then?

Uh, I'm me.
I don't have a name.

What do I need a name for?
Do you have a name?

Yeah, I'm-- I'm Tandy,
and this is Tyrone.

You both must be very
special to have names.

Where are we?

We're here.
That's where we are.

(phone rings)

Excuse me a moment.

(chuckles)

I'm afraid I can't do
anything about the Klaxons,

but I can at least eliminate
that damn ringing
that happens halfway.

So many bells.

Now, uh, where were we?

Doesn't matter.
You guys wanna--
you guys wanna sit,

and, uh, and watch
the game with me?

It's-- it's a very
exciting game.

It's, um, bottom of the 67th.

It's, uh, tied 1,382.

Wait, wait, wait.
Halfway to what?

Ivan:
Hmm?

You just said "halfway."

Uh, yes, to the end.

End of what?

Why, everything. Heh.

All of reality.

Time, space, you, me.

Those unpleasant sociopaths
running through the halls.

Starts with the Klaxons,
then, um...

concludes with a bang!

Has no one told you?

Oh my God.

You rang? Get it?

Ty?

-I think we're on the rig.
-How is that even possible?

Wait, wait, wait.
Doesn't that mean
everything is gonna explode?

Ivan:
Of course it is, in about
a minute and 47 seconds.

Give or take zero seconds.

So, exactly in one minute
and 43 seconds.

42 now.

-41.
-Wait, wait, wait!

How-- how do we stop this?!

Stop what? 39.

The explosion!

(laughing)
You-You can't stop it!

I mean, you could
if you got to the core room,

and, uh, hit
the kill switch button.

Then, closed up
all the shut-off valves.

Okay, where-- where
are the shut-off valves?

-In the core room.
-Where is the core room?

It's downstairs, of course,
in the core.

Tyrone:
Okay, okay. Kill switch
and then the valves.

Tandy?

Yeah, let's go.

Hey! But you'll
never get there!

-It's positively impossible!
-(door opens)

(Klaxons blaring)

(chains clanking)

Tandy:
What's going on
with these workers?

(glass shatters)

Hope you got better
at your thing.

Yeah, me too.

(grunting)

(Tandy yelps)

-(grunts)
-(steam hisses)

(grunting)

(man groans)

-(grunting)
-(woman yells)

-You All right?
-So you have gotten better.

I think it's easier here.

Still progress though--

(booming rumble)

Wait, was that the explosion?

No! No, no,
it couldn't have been!

I mean, not the big one
anyway, right?

Else we'd be dead.

(rumbling gets louder)

(silence)

What did the stag
say to the doe?

I'm not one to brag,
but I told you so.

What's going on?
What's happening?

What always happens.

It starts with the Klaxons,
concludes with a bang.

-(Klaxons, alarms blaring)
-I told you this already.

And it just repeats?

You know, for having names
and being special,

your intellect is in need
of a polish.

-How many times?
-Hmm?

How many times
has this repeated?

That's a good question.
I tried counting once.

But as you start
approaching 100,000,

the numbers become mush.

You know, it makes you think
about the nature of numbers.

I mean, if you think about it,

-what are they?
-(explosion)

Wait, what was that?

Yeah, I think we better go.

Otherwise,
we'll be ripped apart.

Which, I assure you,
is quite unpleasant.

Tandy:
Can you tell us
what happened here?

To what?

Tandy:
To here. All of here!
Eight years ago.

Tyrone:
Listen, just tell us
what's going on.

What's happening
right here, right now,

every time this
whole thing repeats.

Ah! A question I can answer.

Um, okay.

After the Klaxons
and emergency lights

is the initial
energy expulsion.

That boom we just heard?

It turns-- well, everyone
but me and now you,

into bloodthirsty monsters.

I call them "terrors."

Wait, what?

I have a theory about this
energy we're drilling for.

When, uh,
improperly released,

it infects the mind
with pure fear.

That fear spreads
from person to person,

and, well, terrorizes.

Anyway, after about
a minute, the phone rings,

some angry guy on the line.

Thirty seconds after that
is the first explosion.

Everything gets real
unsteady after that,

particularly, my cohorts.

Until, of course, you know,

the big bang
that, uh, ends it all.

Or begins it all.

It's, uh,
hard to know really.

Tomato and the egg.

Uh, you might want to hide.

Monsieur Flambé is coming.
You don't want him to see you.

-I-I think we better--
-Yeah.

(door opens)

(panting)

(panting)

Monsieur Flambé.

That's a good one.

French is funny, oui?

(chuckling)

Wee!

Ivan:
We're lollygagging.

And there's no better way
to be gagged by lolly

than to be here
when Wrenchy appears.

He's not very nice.

Not as bad as Axey
and Chainy, though.

Look, you-- you asked us
where we came from before.

We came from the real world.

-And we need your--
-Real world?

Yeah! Yeah,
none of this is real.

Now, do you mean that
in a philosophical sense?

Because it-- it's very hard
to prove anything is real.

No! No, I mean, this is--

This is not the real world.

This is some sort
of catatonic state,

and you've been in it
for eight years.

(chuckling)

(door opens)

So, you don't remember anything
from before this, do you?

Before what?

This is all there has ever been.

I-I think his mind is shot.

-There's no way we can--
-No!

No, I need him, Ty.

We have to help him
to figure out

what really happened here.

There's gotta be
a way to get to him.

Ivan.

Ivan, your daughter.
You remember her, right?

-Daughter?
-Yes!

Yes, her name is Mina.

(chuckles)
I've heard some
whoppers in my time,

but, uh, a daughter?

I don't have a daughter.

I always wanted one
deep down inside, you know.

She's out in the world
right now finishing your work!

What work?

-I don't have any work.
-Yes, you do!

The work you did
with my father, Nathan Bowen!

You guys were partners.

Nathan Bowen?

Bowen.
Where do I know that name?

Oh, you mean the guy
on the phone?

I'm sorry, did you just say...

Oh my God.

I gotta take this.

It's work.

Nathan Bowen.

Three very bad things
are going to happen.

Number one:
structural collapse.

And when the legs buckle
and the hull hits the water,

that'll cause number two,

a very large explosion.

He was talking to you.

Eight years ago,
he was talking to you.

I don't understand
why he keeps calling.

-It's rather annoying.
-(phone rings)

♪ ♪

(ringing distorts)

♪ ♪

(ringing continues)

Daddy?

Nathan:Hi, pumpkin.

Daddy.

Nathan (over phone):Tandy, I'm confused.

What are you doing on the rig?

That's a really good question.

I called work,

and they connected me.

I just really needed
to talk to you.

Okay. All right.

What do you need to say?

I just...

(explosion)

I miss you.

Tandy!

Tyrone:
Tandy, what the hell was that?

Listen, we need to find
a way to get out of here.

We-- we can't get sidelined--

(power rumbles off)

(Klaxons blaring)

(alarms wailing)

Tandy, listen to me.

We need to
shut off the valves.

We have to get everybody
out of here.

-Okay?
-Absolutely.

Eventually.

But, Tandy--

All right, fine, fine.

Fine. I'll--I'll just see
if I can do it myself.

(Klaxons, alarms continuing)

Charlie:
Look at the temp,
it's gonna spike!

We keep that up,
we'll have to change
out that bit.

It's not the bit.
I mean, check out
the vibration indicator.

We're still cutting
through this rock at a clip.

Charlie:
Well, then, what's
heating everything up?

Sam:
I don't know, but the
pressure's building.

How's that possible?
Nothing has changed!

Let's get the Mud Man
on the line. Maybe he--

(explosion)

(Klaxons, alarms continuing)

Charlie:
Shit!

Sam, are you okay?

(shrieking)

(valve creaks)

(phone rings)

Daddy?

Are you there?

Nathan:I'm here, pumpkin.

I can't believe it's you.

Why are you acting
so surprised?

You see me every day.

Not anymore.

What do you mean?

It's just...

that you've been
working so much,

I feel like I never
get to see you.

I miss it.

Tandy:Miss our talks.

Our long car rides.

I even-- I even miss
your bad jokes.

Nathan:Well, I'm here right now.

What do you
want to talk about?

It doesn't matter.

I just want to talk.

Tandy:Is that okay?

Nathan:Absolutely.

Tell me about your day.

Nathan:You don't want
to hear about

all that boring,
science stuff, do you?

Tandy:Yeah, I do.

♪ ♪

I really do.

I promise.

(valve creaks)

(rumbling)

-(sniffs)
-It didn't work.

What didn't work?

(power rumbles off)

The whole thing,
the way to get him
out of here.

I got down to the core,

hit the kill switch,
it didn't work.

None of it.

I mean, I got right to it,
and it didn't work, Tandy.

You did?

Wow.

-That's actually
quite impressive.
-(explosion)

I'll be downstairs
if you need me.

Look, we need to get
back to the real world.

Okay? Find something
else to do.

Because this isn't working.

No.

No, I don't want
to go back, I--

Not yet! I wanna stay.
I wanna talk to my dad.

I don't think that's
how it works.

We came here together.
I-I might need you
to get me out.

-You might not.
-You think I'm just gonna
leave you here?

Okay.

Yeah, okay.

You're right.
Let's get out of here.

All right.

How are we gonna do that?

I don't know, but we were
both touching him, right?

Just... let go.

On the count of three, okay?

One...

-Two.
-Three.

(woman speaks
indistinctly over PA)

♪ ♪

Why are you such a good liar?

(grunting)

I should just leave,
you know that?

(woman speaks
indistinctly over PA)

(Klaxons, alarms blaring)

Tandy?

What happened to you, Tandy?

You were supposed to go back
with me to Ivan's hospital room.

Ivan?

Cookie guy?

His name is written
all over the papers.

Wait!

Where'd you learn that?

Wait, wait, Tandy. How long
have you been here since I left?

Well, let me answer
that question with
a question of my own.

-Yeah, okay, shoot.
-(phone rings)

What was your name again?

(phone ringing)

-Hi, Dad.
-Tandy.

No, not today. It's just
the same old, same old.

-Tandy!
-Wait, where did
we leave off last?

-Oh, right, right.
-Tandy, look at me!

Okay.

Oh--

-What the hell was that?
-You need to snap out of it!

You've lost your mind
just like Ivan.

You mean the papers
on the desk guy?

No. No, that's a special
kind of crazy.

Get it together.

Okay? We both need
to get out of here.

No.

No, I'm fine just where I am.

You're not anywhere!

You're stuck in the mind of
an insane, catatonic mud man!

-What's so bad about that?
-Everything!

Everything I just said
in that sentence
is-- is ridiculous.

Tyrone? Right?

Your name is Tyrone?

Okay, good.

Good.

Good. You-- you do remember me.

I remember bits and pieces
of my life, but...

From what I remember,
it was horrible.

Nobody called me.

Nobody called me
because nobody cared.

No one knows me!
They think that they do, but--

I was homeless,

aimless,

fatherless and friendless.

-Look, you have one friend.
-Who?

Me.

Yeah, we're not friends.

I came along with you
on this, so I could--

If I remember correctly,
I made an emotional appeal.

A damsel in distress
and you ate it up.

No. No, Tandy, I'm--

I smelled your weakness
a thousand miles away,

and I played you,
because that's what I do.

I play people.

(explosion)

No, Tandy, no!
That's not who you are.

Not here it isn't.

Here I have my stuff.

-(glass shattering)
-I have my cards.

I have my hat to throw 'em into.

I have the monsters
that stop by,
and I have my phone,

and once everything
resets again,

I'll have my dad, too.

(explosion)

Ivan:
Oh, this one's back.

So, how are you?

(power rumbles off)

(Klaxons blaring)

You know, maybe I better...

-(door opens)
-If you touch that phone...

What? You'll what?

-How long have you been here?
-I don't know.

I stopped counting after 200.

Tandy, you're sick!

No, actually, for the first time
I can remember, I'm not.

Look, I get it.

You want to hear
your dad's voice again,
and I-I get it.

-No, you don't.
-Look, I might be the
only one who does.

-But it's not worth it.
-Bullshit.

-(explosion)
-You're saying if the
situation were reversed,

you wouldn't want to stay
and talk to your--

what was it,
your-- your brother?

What was his name again?
It was, uh...

It was Bobby, right?

-Billy.
-See?

You feel that?

That anger rising because
somebody forgot his name.

That is exactly
what I feel every day!

(phone rings)

What did I say?

-You're pulling a weapon
on me now?
-(phone ringing)

Don't touch that phone.

It's not a phone!
It's not real!

None of it is, Tandy.
It's a memory in Ivan's--

Hey, Daddy.

No, I'm just talking
to this guy I used to know.

(line clicks off)

Why did you do that?!

Because none of it is real!

Now I'm gonna have to wait
for everything to reset

until I can talk to him again!

And I'll be right here
to hang it up every time
until you stop!

-(grunts)
-(shatters)

-Are you kidding me right now?
-(grunts)

Tandy!

Look, I'm trying to
help you and stop you--

All right!

Fine, Tandy, fine.

But have you told him the truth?

-What truth?
-That nobody calls you?

That you have no friends?
That you push everyone away?

That you're a thief?

(grunts)

I bet you he doesn't even
know you're a liar either.

(explosion)

Does he know that you're in
such a state since he's died

that you've turned to drugs?

What would he think
of his drug addict daughter?

(screams)

(sighs)
I'm sensing some aggression
between you two.

You know what? Never mind.

Go home, Tyrone.

Damn it, Tandy,
you can't just--

Okay, okay.
Look, I-I give up.

I get it.

I would do the same thing
if it were Billy.

But honestly, I--

I don't remember the sound
of his voice anymore.

I wouldn't even know
if it was him.

The real him.

(explosion)

Tell you what.

I'll leave you here.

Let you be here
as long as you want.

If you just ask him
one question.

-What question?
-Something Ivan wouldn't know.

What are you talking about?

Look, if this is your dad,

your real dad,

then you can ask him something
that only he would know.

If he answers, then
maybe you're right.

Maybe your time
is better spent here.

But if this isn't your dad...

(phone rings)

Just one question.

-Just one question, then
I promise, I'll leave you alone.
-(phone ringing)

(phone continues ringing)

Daddy?

I need to ask you a question.

Nathan:Anything, sweetheart.

Who's in the back of your car?

I don't understand.

You're driving over
Paris Road Bridge right now.

Who's in the back seat?

Nobody.

(explosion)

There's no one
in the back seat.

Daddy...

Yeah?

I miss you.

I'm right here, pumpkin.

No.

You're not.

-(metal scraping)
-(steam hissing)

(crying)
Goodbye, Dad.

(clattering)

(explosion)

Ivan:
Exciting news.

The Red Sox scored.

The game is no longer tied.

(power rumbles off)

What are you doing?

Where do you think
this cookie came from?

Well, if that isn't
a theological question,
I don't know what is.

Your daughter
made this for you...

eight years ago!

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

Hey, I-I just wanna
watch some more TV.

The Red Sox
are finally winning,

-and if they can hold on--
-No!

No, you have a responsibility
as a father.

You can't just leave.
It's not fair.

A girl needs her father.

To be there more
than she would ever admit,

and longer than she would
ever admit she needed him.

And listen,
sometimes shit happens
and they can't be there.

And it's nobody's fault,
but sometimes...

sometimes they have a choice.

And you have a choice.

A father has to do
the right thing.

That is what they're
supposed to do.
Do you understand?

(phone ringing)

(hangs up phone)

She made this for you.

Mina. Do you remember?

I do not.

In her Easy-Bake Oven,

with her own special recipe
and her own secret ingredient.

I vaguely understand
what you're trying to do,

-and I feel I should
appreciate it--
-Cardamom.

Of course.

Cardamom.

It's a natural
anti-depressant.

She never got the chance
to tell me.

That's what it is. It's, uh...

It's cardamom.

Mina...

My Lord, uh, where is she?

She's been visiting you.

Every day in the hospital.

Do you wanna see her?

More than anything.

But-- but I can't.

I can't get out of here.

-I'm trapped.
-You might not be.

You just need to get
to the core room,
and close the valves.

I thought you said you tried.

I did, but he has to be
the one to do it.

-It's his mind.
-That's impossible.

I can't get down there.

I've tried. (chuckles)

Time and time again.

See, I've--
I've considered every factor,

every variable.

(explosion)

Actually...

there are exactly two variables
you haven't factored in yet.

(glass shattering)

You, my dear, are
your father's daughter.

I know.

(explosion)

♪ ♪

We should get to it.

It isn't gonna be
a tied game forever.

♪ Ain't it funny,
when you think... ♪

(grunting)

(yelling, grunting)

(groans)

-(groans)
-(metal clatters)

♪ Don't count your chickens
till they hatch ♪

♪ My momma said don't share
your bed quite so fast ♪

(grunting)

(alarm wailing)

(explosion)

♪ Ain't it scary when
you think you know somebody ♪

♪ But you don't ♪

(grunting)

♪ Ain't it funny when
you think you love somebody ♪

♪ But you don't ♪

-(valve squeaking)
-(grunts)

♪ Ain't it scary when
you think you know somebody ♪

♪ But you don't ♪

♪ ♪

He's okay.

You're okay.

(chuckles)

Who are you people?

Where's my daughter?

I need to see Mina.

Dad!

-Dad!
-Hi. Ohh.

(Mina laughing)

Ivan:
Oh, I missed you.

-Oh my...
-How you doing?

You look great.

You okay?

Yeah, of course.

-You?
-Yeah.

Tyrone:
Hey.

Your dad?

What he said about
the steps we climb?

He was right.

He usually was.

♪ ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs ♪

♪ Fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs ♪

♪ They fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs ♪

♪ Fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs ♪

♪ Fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the
bombs fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the
bombs fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the
bombs fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the
bombs fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the
bombs fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the bombs
fade away ♪

♪ Hear all the
bombs fade away ♪

(phone ringing)

-Hello?
-Hey.

Hey, is it too late to call?

Totally.

Lenny the altar rat
has a big meeting
in the morning.

(chuckles)

How'd you get this number?

Well, you're not
the only one

with a sweet con-artist
sleight of hand.

And, um...

I don't know. I...

just needed someone to talk to.

About what?

I dug out this old tape.

My father, um, gave us
his old hand recorder,

and we messed around with it.

I haven't thought about it
in years, I mean...

Then you did.

-Why'd you call me?
-I...

I just needed someone
who would understand.

Press play.

(recorder buzzes)

Tyrone:I want to play with it!

Billy:Dad gave it to me, Ty-Ty.

Tyrone:But let me
play with it, please!

Billy:Yeah, okay, okay.

Can you make this
sound for me?
There you go.

(Billy beatboxing)

-Billy: Go.-(Tyrone beatboxing)

Billy:Uh, uh, uh.

♪ Billy J is here to play
all the way from the ward ♪

♪ I got a smile and a style
y'all can't never ignore ♪

♪ Heed my call, I will ball,
I'll bust and I'll break ya ♪

♪ First rattle in the battle
be ya last mistake ♪

♪ With a beat lifting up
from my baby bro, Ty ♪

♪ I'ma float, I'ma fly,
I'ma touch the sky ♪

♪ From up here it's a clear
look down on New Orleans ♪

♪ And all you chumps
look like ants ♪

♪ And franks and beans ♪

-Tyrone: "Franks and beans?"-(Billy laughing)

Billy:I don't know, this is
harder than it looks.

I need a pen
and a paper, I think.

(recorder clicks off)

He was actually pretty good.

(laughs softly) Yeah.

Yeah, he was.

You, on the other hand...

you were horrible.

Oh, come on.
I was like six years old.

Yeah, even for a six-year-old.

-But I'll excuse it,
you know why?-Why?

'Cause you hadn't met me yet.

Yeah, that must be it.

(chuckles)

Hey.

Can you play it again?

Yeah, yeah.

(tape rewinding)

♪ When we arrive ♪

♪ Sons and daughters ♪

♪ We'll make our homes ♪

♪ On the water ♪

♪ We'll build our walls ♪

♪ Aluminum ♪

♪ We'll fill our mouths ♪

♪ With cinnamon now ♪

♪ ♪