All language subtitles for South.Central.1992.720p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD2.0.x264-AJP69

Yo!
What's up?

What's up, Deuce?

Deuce!

Get your ass
Down here, man.

What's up?

Get in here, man!

Hey, what's up?

Deuce!

Yeah!

Give me a beer, man.

Hey, yo, ossifer,

Come here.

Yeah. Come here.

Look, i just wanted
to say i'm sorry--

That's my boy--
always get the last word

On a suck ass hack.

Welcome back to the street, man.

Let's swing back and spray that
poot-butt again.

I see Loco ain't changed none.

He's still loked out on PCP.

Yo, Bear, give me eight ball, babe.

Man, things changed
since you been locked down, Bob.

Deuce is springing
up and down Hoover street.

I'm organizing The Deuce gangs.

I'm fixing to throw
a meeting for all the new sets.

I was waiting on you.

Bobby, you want a hit of this tranq?

It's a fucking roller coaster.

Aw, man, get that shit off me.

I heard Carole pinched a baby boy.

What's up, man?
Is it yours?

Yeah, it's mine.

So, what she call it?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Hey, man, i don't fucking know, O.K.?

O.K., man. Calm down.

I'm locked down, man.
she don't come around,

So i don't know nothing.

A kid going to cramp
your style, Bobby?

No, man, he's just
another little Deuce.

[Loco]
That nigger mama
is so old,

She still ironing
her clothes with a hot rock.

Fuck you, man.
Your mama was so old,

I bet she was the waitress
at the last supper.

Hey, hey, Ray.

Yo, Bobby.

Yo, man.

What up?

Carole out here.

What?

Hey, Carole!

Bobby!

Baby!

Bobby!

Baby. Why didn't you tell me?

I could have done my hair
or something.

What's up, Ray Ray, Loco,
Bear?

Why didn't you tell me Bobby
was getting out?

Shit. Everybody knew, Carole.

You stink. You high on
that PCP shit?

That's cold, Bobby.
Why you dogging me?

Genie, This is Bobby.

I told you about Bobby.

Bobby, this is Genie Lamp.

Glad to meet you, Bobby.

Glad in your motherfucking
ass, cuz.

Smack man.

Long time, Ray Ray.

Yeah. Since they ran your ass
off of Grape street.

I don't run, Ray.
I move.

You move...

But your dope stays in my hood.

You are too possessive, Ray.

Plenty of drug addicts
to go around.

We don't like your shit
in our hood, man.

"we," my ass. You.

You don't like it, Ray, because no money
comes to you.

You don't give a shit
about no hood.

Now is not the time, Ray.

Bobby, let's go home.

It's your first day out.
Ray, no trouble.

This ain't over, Lamp.

This is my hood.

We'll take it up at another time, Ray.

Count on it, smack man.

Kill you, fool!

He's a Kansas City pimp.

Now, it's old hustlers like that...

They got to go so Deuce
can take over.

We got to weed out
the independents, man,

make our
neighborhoods safe

for our kids
and our bitches.

Go in the house.
I'll be in there in a minute.

Yo, Bobby, man,

Watch your bitch...

'cause that smooth-talking snake

is probably fixing to turn her out.

Now, at the meeting we'll figure out

how we going to deal with the rest
of this shit.

Cool?

Cool.

All right, man.

Tomorrow.

His name is Jimmie.

Why was you in that fool's apartment?

I didn't have no money, Bobby.

You had enough to buy PCP.

If it hadn't have been for Genie Lamp,

I wouldn't have had money for cigarettes.

What did you give him
In return?

I didn't give him
Nothin'.

He was just nice
To me.

Nice! He's a hustler.

Don't play me
For no sucker!

I ain't playing you,
Bobby.

Why no letters,
No visits?

I didn't even know
His fucking name!

I was alone, Bobby.

I didn't have no money,

No car, no nothing.

I had to go on
The county.

I cursed you.
I hated you
For leaving me.

And you know what else?

I had the baby
By myself, Bobby--

By myself.

And it hurt me.

It hurt me.

[door closes]

Shit.

I'm your daddy.

Goo goo?

Daddy?

What's up?

You're going to
Get me in trouble.

Hey, baby.
How you doing?

Hey.

All right?

Everything
Going to be all right.

I'm home now.

You did a good job.

He's a fine boy.

I missed you, Bobby.

I love you.

Hey, what up?

All right.

What up?

All right.

Shut the fuck up.

We...

Are Deuce...

And we multiplying.

Schools are turning out
More Deuces

Than graduates.

The gangs is fixing
To be the strongest force

On the streets of L.A.

So we...

Got to be
The strongest gang.

Yeah!
Yeah.

Yeah!
Deuce, Deuce, Deuce.

If they put us in jail...

Fuck 'em.

We take over the jails
And the streets, too.

Now, you all know

Bad ass Bobby Johnson.

Well, his daddy and my daddy
Are in prison today.

Why?

Because in the 1965
Watts riots,

They tried to control
The day.

You don't control the day.

The man controls the day.

But we will...

Control the night.

Now, at night
We take over the land,

And that's the same thing
As owning it,

And don't shit go down
In the hood

Unless we say so.

Every Deuce set
Should lay claim

To a school or a park
In their hood

And respect
Each others' rights.

And to make sure
There ain't no misunderstanding

About whose shit
Is whose,

Every gangster in the set

Should write his name
Somewhere obvious

In the park or playground.

Now, to finance us...

We got this.

My boy.

Homeboy.

You buy it from me,
The money stays
In the hood.

Sell it.

Don't use it.

Let the other fools
Have the habit.

And don't let nobody
Sell nothing in your hood.

Now, i know there are
A lot of drug dealers

On this side of town,

But that shit's
Going to stop.

Now, we going to
Have to kill somebody

To send out the message,
"don't fuck with Deuce."

Now, in 1972

Deuce started out
With two members.

Now there are hundreds.

In five years...

There'll be thousands.

Control your hood.

[Carole]
Everybody's going
To party tonight.

Ain't that right,
Jimmie?

Everybody's going
To party tonight.

* leave your worries
Behind *

* rain or shine *

* don't mind *

* we're ridin'
On the groove line-- **

[needle scratches]

What do you want,
Ray?

We came to party.

You guys got I.D.'s..?

Most of you look
Too young to party.

Got I.D.
In your face,
Motherfucker.

I.D.'s... We ain't
Got no I.D.'s...

Do you have a license

For that gambling club
Out back?

Play the music.

I said play the music!

[music plays]

* the wheels are turnin' *

* god knows
We won't stop *

* because the walls
Are burnin' *

* ooh ooh... *

You all
Try to enjoy
Your evening.

Drinks
Are on me.

We'll buy
Our own drinks, chump.

Whatever you say,
Little Bobby.

* leave your worries
Behind **

* sexual *

* healin', baby *

* is good for me *

* sexual *

* healin' is somethin'
That's good for me *

* whenever blue teardrops
Are fallin' *

* and my emotional *

* stability
Is leavin' me *

* there is somethin' *

* i can do *

* i can get on
The telephone *

* and call you up,
Baby... *

I missed you,
Bobby.

I missed having fun.

* the love you give
To me *

* will be released *

* if you don't know
The thing you're dealin' **

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Shh. Hey,
Don't wake him up.

Let's send
The bitches home, man.

Send the bitches
Away,

The bitches
Going to play

With somebody
Else.

What the fuck
Is that supposed
To mean?

Come on, man.
We got business
To take care of.

We check out
The crack factory.

We catch up
To them later.

Cool.

Fine.
You take Jimmie.

Come on,
Clarice.

Shit.

Bobby, don't go
Soft on me, man.

I need you
To help me pull off
This organization.

I know you got
A kid and all,

But you still Deuce,
Ain't you?

Course i am.

[laughter]

Yeah.

Going to be
Some wealthy
Motherfuckers.

Damn right.
Shit's changing
Everything.

Yeah. It ain't right.

Come on. Come on.
Let's go see
Your mama

In a minute.

Yo, man, put that baby
In bed.

Hey, hey. Hey, hey.

Hey, hey. Hey, hey.

This is only
The beginning, man.

Money's going to
Be flowin'.

Catch you later.

Hey, hey. Hey, hey.

Be cool, home.

What you want?

I just want to
Talk to you, Bobby.
Come on.

I ain't goin'
Nowhere with you.

Are you scared?

I ain't scared of you.

Him, then?

Fuck him.

Fuck you, too.

Come on, chump.

So, what's up?

Help yourself.

No, thanks.

You heard
What the man said,
Motherfucker.

Clean your plate, now.

Aah!

Ah-choo.

Ah-choo.

[sneezing]

What is that?

It's the big,
Bad boy, Bobby...

Smack.

You like it?

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

I know that
You young Deuces

Think that
You're tough,
And maybe you are.

But you don't
Fuck with me.

You don't fuck
With Genie Lamp!

I do my business,
And i keep on
Doing it.

Do you understand me?

Do you understand me?

Now, you tell
Ray Ray DeWitt
What i say here.

Either we live
In peace,

Or people
Are going to die...
A lot of people.

Have a nice day.

And enjoy
The big,
Bad boy, Bobby.

Grab my shit.
We're not coming
Back here.

* you're the girl who
Makes me feel so good *

[music stops]

Carole.

Carole.

Hmm?

Shh.

That snake
Give you this shit?

I'm going to kill
That motherfucker.

[tires screech]

Bad ass...

Kansas City smack man.

Look at you now.

Yeah, fuck you,
Ray Ray.

I tried
To tell you, Genie.

You don't fuck
With Deuce.

You remember Bobby,
Don't you?

Bust a cap
In that motherfucker.

No, Bobby,
Don't do it, man!

Don't listen to
What these guys
Are saying!

It's your woman
He's fucking with.

I swear to god,
I never touched
Your woman, man!

Bobby, i swear to god,
I didn't do this
To you, man.

I didn't do anything.
Bobby, don't do it!

Loco...

Spray the place.

[sirens approach]

Come on, man,
Let's go!

[tires screech]

Yo, man, fuck this
Sitting around shit.

We did what we
Had to do, right?

I mean,
The motherfucker

Was in the way
Of Deuce progress.

Now, he needed to
Get got.

Come on, Bobby, man.

You O.G., now,
Brother.

Bobby Johnson--

Original
Gangster killer.

Bear, you got the stuff?

Yeah.

You O.G. Now,
Man.

Now you get
Your heart.

Taking care
Of your own...

And let nobody...

Nobody...

Diss Deuce.

What's--Jimmie!

There you go.

Bobby, what's wrong?

Bobby, you didn't!

We got to move.

Pack your things.

I can't stand this
No more.

When we going to
Do something?

We been sittin'
Around here for months.

What's happened
To you?

You know what's up.

Yeah, i know what's up.
Hidin' out, layin' low.

What are we
Going to do?

Are we going to
Spend the rest
Of our lives cooped up?

No, you going to
Sit your ass down

And shut up.

Out on this!

I'm trying to feed
This kid.

Bobby, Ray Ray's
Getting rich.

Some of that money
Is ours.

Fuck it.
I'm going out.

You know what's up.

Shit.

Don't talk to nobody.

Damn!

[car horn honks]

[honk]

[honk honk honk
Honk honk]

Come on. Come here.

Come here.

[car radio plays]

Check me out, Bob.

Ooh! Nice ride,
Ken dog.

Cash money, baby.

Yeah. We traded
A sack of rocks

For this
Motherfucker.

You both own it?

Yeah. But i drive.

Shit, you don't
Want to ride with
Loco drivin'.

Hee hee hee.

Hop in, man.
We'll ride.

No, man.

You still worried
Over smack man?

You got to relax,
Homeboy.

Word on the streets
Is that cops
Stopped looking.

Shit, man.
You did the neighborhood
A favor.

Little Deuce,
You want to go
For a ride, babe?

Sure, we do.

Huh?

Come on, let's go.

Damn!
Look at that bitch.

Damn.
She a hustler?

Be cool, Loco.

Relax, Bobby.
It's only
A fine-ass bitch.

Damn! I know
You ain't hustling, baby.

Why's that?
You the police?

We look like
The police to you, bitch?

We Deuces, baby.

You bad boys
Kill anybody?

Shit, you know we down
For that 1-8-7, baby.

Why? You want
Somebody killed?

Man, shut up!
Drive off, ken dog.

Take me with you.

God damn it!

So, you selling fur
Today, baby?

Huh?

How much you charge Loco
For the kitty cat?

What? You need to be high?

'cause i got the rock.

How much
This party cost?

Nothing, baby.
It's on the state.

Lapd. Pull over.

What the fuck?
You a cop?

I'm busting your asses
For soliciting
And possession.

Pull over!

I never heard of him.

Yeah, really?

What's this mean, man?

Don't touch.

Aah!

That's a Deuce sign,

Or somebody just
Shit in your face.

Tell me about
Ray Ray DeWitt.

I never heard of him.

Don't bullshit me,
Johnson!

You and him
Are leaders
Of this Deuce gang.

You run together
On Hoover street.

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

Well, here's another
Name for you--

Genie Lamp.

You definitely
Heard of him.

I never heard of him.

Let me help you out
A little bit.

The morgue said
He was hung like
A quarter horse.

Big tally whacker,
Length and girth.

Real cocksman
With the ladies.

I never heard of him!

Ooh.

O.K., Bobby.

O.K.

You like potatoes,
Bobby?

This looks like
It could have been
An idaho red.

It's a little bit
Mangled, though.

There's a hole
Right through it.

I got your
Fingerprints all over
That gun, Bobby.

You want to talk
To me now?

My boy still here?

I think so.

Can i see him?

Sure.

Why not?

Yeah, it's me.

Bring his kid down.

These two guys we
Picked up with you.

Were they
In on this hit?

You're going up
For this.

This isn't
The youth authority.

You think it's right
You take the rap?

You'll do 10 years

While they do
Three or four months
For possession.

[knock on door]

Oh.

This is a cute baby,
Bobby.

Too bad
It's going to be
A long, long time

Before he sees
His daddy again.

You're going
To miss him

Saying
His first words.

You'll miss
His first days
Of school.

You'll miss it all.

And why?

Give me some names.

I'll cut you
A soft deal.

Think about this one.

* always told
My best friends *

* about the red *

* they want to see me dead *

* like i give
A motherfuck *

* i am firing live,
They're getting ready
To duck *

* lookin' bad at the gun
That we're packin' *

* a motherfucker like you
Left me hangin' *

* to see if some old
Gangster like me *

* could go on tour and
Take a gang of O.G.'s *

* the big bad "w" *

* we came to trouble you *

* you diss my homeboys?
Then fuck you *

* like i said,
I tell my homeys
Be an old man *

* 'cause the rumor's
Gonna rail *

* rumors of a dead man *

* they're gonna do
What they're gonna do now *

* i'm fuckin' it up,
I'm fuckin' it up *

* for the homeboys *

* what they wanna do,
What they wanna do, now *

* i'm fuckin' it up,
I'm fuckin' it up *

* for the homeboys *

* what they wanna do,
What they wanna do, now *

* i'm fuckin' it up,
I'm fuckin' it up *

* for the homeboys *

* what they wanna do,
What they wanna do, now *

* i'm fuckin' it up,
I'm fuckin' it up *

* for the horrible rumors
Of a dead man *

* into the madman *

* i wish the motherfuck *

* had told me
What the fuck's wrong *

* i look 'em in the eye,
What they want to do *

* they'll fuckin' roll *

* they'll fuckin'
Get smoked, fool *

* they'll be on
The west side *

* where the gang of rumor
Shows their cool glide *

* until they kick it
And get shot *

* don't you know,
Crazy ass *

* rumors you can't drop *

* so they want
To catch a freight train *

* but that's suicide *

* because they got to fuck
With the O.G.'s **

Man, what you
Talking about?

J-Rock, what's up?

All right.
What's up, y'all?

J-Rock, Jimmie, man,
What it was, cuz?

What that Deuce
Like, termite?

We kicking down, cuz.
Holding down the set.

Word.

Hey, man.

Let me
Give it back.

Hey, booty.

Get back, man.

Get back.

Get him, J-Rock.

Don't let him treat you
Like that.

Get him, man.
Get him!

That ought
To do it.

Yeah, man.
That ought to do it.

Check it out!

Ray Ray and Bear
In a benz.

What's up,
Little homeys?

What up,
Ray Ray?

That a fine ride,
Man.

Deuce travel in style,
Little cuz.

Sure. You right.

Yeah. What's up,
Little J?

We down, Ray Ray.

What's that
You claiming?

We claiming Hoover
And south shore.

We down with 32s
And quads.

Straight like that.

Straight
Like that, huh?

Come here.
Let me talk to you.

Bear, entertain
The little homeys

While i talk
To J-Rock.

So i was thinking...

Maybe it's time
To jump you in on a set.

You down for that?

Yeah, Ray Ray.

This is an honor,

So you got
To put in the work.

What you need?
That 1-8-7?

No. Not right now.
Come here.

What i need is car sounds.

I got a good market,

So i need good stuff.

Don't lift no junk.

Just the good stuff.
You dig me?

Sure, Ray Ray.

Bring me that good stuff,

And i'll turn it
Into cash. Sound good?

Sure. You right.

Here's some gappers
To fill them gaps
In your pockets.

Spread this around
To your homeys,

And they'll respect you.
All right?

They'll work for you,

And you work for me. Cool?

Whoa!
Thanks, Ray Ray.

That's O.K.

Just bring me
Them sounds.

Later, i'll set you
To slanging for me.

You'll have a BMW

Before you're
Old enough to drive.

Here's some bud, too.

Hell, man!
Thanks, Ray Ray.

All right.
Be cool.

Bear, let's go
Get some shrimp.

There you go.

Come on.
One more. One more.

Come on.
Drive it. Drive it.

Come on. You got it.

Come on, cuz.
Push it! Push it!

Push it!

There you go.

Yeah!

Yeah. All right.

All right, cuz.

Let me get some.

Is that Loco?

Time's up, motherfucker!

Loco.

Hey, what the fuck
Are you doing, darky!

This brother
Is Hoover Deuce,
Motherfucker!

Straight like that.

I don't care
If he's your butt-wife.

He owes my brothers
Eight box of smoke.

Fuck these homos.

Hey! You two motherfuckers
Want to go head up,

That's O.K., but Deuce eyes
Don't want to see

Aryan nation banging on one
Consolidated Deuce brother.

Aryans
Don't want nothing
With the Deuce.

This punk owe us.

So what up, Bobby?

This is my home boy
From the set,

Hoover Deuce,
And i'm keeping him.

Just give me the tranq.

He ain't no Deuce.

He's a motherfucking
Sherm head.

You take him, bastille,

The debt on you.

You going to owe aryans
10 box.

These peckerwoods
Going to make it
Real expensive.

This is a O.G. Call.

I'm keeping him.

O.G.?

Fuck.

We owe you one,
Buddha.

No, you owe us
15 box.

Aryan interest,
Motherfucker.

[alarm]

Ray Ray don't
Give a rat butt
About no hood.

He run me off the set.

Wait a minute.
He what?

Mm-hmm.
He run Loco off the set.

And dig this.

I've been on
Hoover Deuce set forever,

And he run me off

Like some old orphan dog.

Since then, i've been committing me

Some robbery with iron, baby.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Ray Ray's supposed
to be taking care of business.

Protecting his own.

He protecting his own,
All right.

That's all he doing.

Get moving, you two.

Exactly. So if...

I mean,
If you can do that,

Then we're on.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, well, we can do that tomorrow.

You're spitting a lot of negative at me

About Deuce, Loco.
What's up?

Ray Ray don't share a dime

With no motherfucker on the set.

He got himself a new car for Ray Ray.

A new house for Ray Ray.

He got all new sets
out selling his crack.

Hell, he even got
them little wannabes out working.

What you talking about?

Ray Ray got them
Little boys out there

Stealing car stereos for him,

And he's cheating 'em, too.

He give 'em $20...Maybe.

He sells those stereos for $100.

Hell, Ray Ray
Got your boy

Out there
Stealing stereos.

What?

Little J-Rock his star.

Ray Ray using my boy
To steal for him?

He a snake.

Loco, look at me.

Jimmie 10 years old.

At that age,
They don't ask no questions.

Come here.

It's wednesday night,

And daddy is ready.

Come here, baby.

Come here.

I been waiting all week for this.

[alarm]

Shit!

God damned burglar!

For god sake, Willie.
What was it?

I got that bastard.

Call the cops.

He was just a baby.

Baby, my ass.

That so-called baby
Stole my car sounds.

Come with us,
Mr. Manchester.

How could i know
That was a boy?

I was protecting
My family.

I have that right.

You still
Have to come down
To the station.

Oh, Willie! No!

I can go to vietnam
And protect the country,

But i can't protect
My own family.

Man, this is fucked!

Keep it warm, baby.
I'll be back.

You hang in there,
Little black child.

Fight for your life, baby.

You got lots to live for.

Yes. You just
Hang in there.

Brother Bobby.

How you living,
Homeboy?

We heard about J-Rock.
He O.K.?

What the fuck
You doing, cuz?

Ain't doing nothing,
Bastille.

Fuck that.
You need your homeboys.

Leave me alone.
I need time to think.

We Deuces, Bobby.
We down.

That's bullshit!

What you saying?

You saying you want out?

I don't...

No, man. Look,
Just leave me alone.

You Deuce or you ain't.

Deuce got my kid shot.

Deuce will take care
Of that.

Ray Ray
Will smoke that bastard.

Fuck Ray Ray.

Fuck that!
Fuck this!

Clear the line!

You want to be
On your own?

You got it, fool.

But don't come trying
To suck your way
Back into Deuce

When the aryans punk you
In your motherfucking ass.

Let's go.

Got to go, Bobby.

Can't be alone in here.

How you feeling today?

Oh...

Kind of hurts, huh?

Ow.

It's all right,
Baby.

Yes?

How is he?

He's quite critical.

May i ask
Your business?

I'm his mama, fool.

I'm sorry.

Is he O.K.?

No, he isn't O.K.

Can he talk?

He's very weak.

He sleeps
Most of the time.

You can sit
With him.

I'll leave you
Alone.

Maybe i'll just wait
Till he can talk.

You don't want
To sit with him?

No point in just
Staring at him, huh?

You suit yourself.

He got his self caught

Robbing off
Somebody's goods.

He'll end up in the pen

Just like his daddy...

And his granddaddy.

Hey!

Hay is for
A jackass, darky.

There it is.

Ping-pong.

Shit.

You never played
Ping-pong?

Ain't you got a pool table?

No, but this is fun.

Want to try it?

That's honky ball.

I ain't playing
Honky ball.

Honky ball?

Kim, do you two mind
If we try?

No, nurse Shelly.
He can play.

Don't put yourself out.

I ain't interested
In no honky ball anyhow.

Nonsense.

You're going
To love it.

Pick up your paddle.

1 for me,
Nothing for you.

You're going to be
Real easy to beat.

2 for me
And nothing for you.

Really easy to beat.

Good.

Ray!

Hey, bubba!

This ain't my house.

Come on. In.

What about my stuff?

We'll take care of it.

Just got out of the
Hole, didn't you,
Jitterbug?

Now, what you want?

World's been
Showing you its booty
A long time, right?

What? I got
A glass forehead, man?

Yeah, man.

Well put.

These eyes see right
Through to your brain.

And with your mind,

You can't do
But one of three things.

You can kill your enemy

And wind up
On death row,

You can turn on yourself
And go crazy,

Or you can change.

My name's Ali.

Oh!

Jimmie, are you all right?

Yeah. My back hurts
When i slam.

Well, don't slam.

No way!

You getting
To like honky ball
Just a little, huh?

Your boy?

Yeah.

How old?

He's 3 in that picture,

But he's 10.

Birthday's july 13, 1981.

[buzz]

Line 'em up!

Close 'em.

What the fuck is this?

You're here
Because you are
Now my property.

You belong
To the aryans,
You little sugar.

We own you.

Suck my dick!

I don't tolerate
No disrespect

From my property.

Fuck you, Buddha.

That's better.

Now let's get down
To business.

Making a big mistake

Butting in
On aryan business,
Ali.

I do not mean
To pry, Buddha,

I truly do not.

I just want to ensure

This man
Gets a fair turn.

He is
Aryan property now.
He belongs to me.

The Deuce
Paid their debt
With him.

Are you
Going to stand

In the middle
Of that?

No, Buddha.

I break no jailhouse laws.

It's not my intent
To break the peace.

But somebody got to ensure
You don't break any laws.

What the fuck
You talking about?

We all know
Bobby here a man.

He a man,

So nobody punking
Nobody here.

Am i right, Buddha?

Buddha, do you,
Or do you not
Recognize

This a man
Standing here?

Yeah.

Yeah, i know
He's a man.

Good.

Now all that remains
Is the terms.

What is it you require
Of an indentured servant?

A what?

Um, a helper.

Oh...

Well, cigarettes,
Lots of cigarettes.

Give me
A specific number,
Buddha.

How many cigarettes?

15 box,
Plus interest.

You don't have to--

Quiet!

What interest?

Yeah, laundry,
Shoeshines, errands.

I want his dessert
For 15 years.

Let's be reasonable.

Let's say three months.

All of the above
For three months.

O.K.

Let's eat breakfast.

Jimmie.

Oh, i'm sorry
To interrupt your game.

I'm out of here.
I'll see you,
Jimmie.

Jimmie,
This is dr. King.

He'd like to talk
With you, O.K.?

Why don't we
Have a seat over here

By the window?

All right?

O.K.

Do you know
What child abuse means?

Sure. That's parents
Riding down on their kids.

Does your mama
Ride down on you?

She used to.

She's a sherm head now.

A what?

PCP.

Yeah, she smokes it
In her cigarettes.
You know.

Does she fix meals
For you at home?

Nope.

Not ever?

I take care of myself.

What about school?

Does your mama send you
To school every day?

School's for squares.

A fool can't make
No money at school.

So how many
Parole hearings
You been denied on?

Six.

Whew.

This brother, Ray Ray,

You trying to kill him?

Yeah...Maybe.

'cause you think
He shot your boy.

No, because
He's responsible,

Because
He had Jimmie out
Stealing for him,

Because he used me,
And he used my son.

So where were you...

The boy's daddy,

While Ray Ray
Was abusing him?

I was in here.

Mmm-hmm.

In prison.

What you saying?

You saying
It was my fault
He got shot?

You saying
I should have
Been there?

I ain't saying
A damn thing.

You doing
All the saying.

Why do you even
Give a shit?

What is it to you?

I'll tell you.

I had a boy.

Now you going to
Preach to me, right?

Yeah,
I'm going to preach...

And you
Going to listen!

I had a boy...

And i was on him.

I was on him
About how he dressed
For school,

And i was on him

About leaving his toys
Cluttered around the house.

He'd say, "hi, daddy,"
And wave his hand.

I'd say,
"hold your shoulders back."

Later on in school,
I kept him
From his friends

'cause his grades
Were too low.

I embarrassed him
By marching him home
In front of me.

I loved my job
And my women

More than my own son!

Behaved like that
His whole young life.

He ran away

When he was 13...

Hooked up
With a tough bunch
Of hardheads

And got killed
Not much later.

Shot down dead.

So i took their lives,

Three of them,

And i ended up
In here...

For life, man.

I was some daddy.

See...

That's a problem
In our community, man.

Black man
Is in prison

Or dodging prison,

And his kids suffer.

It's the anger
In the black man,

The cycle of hate.

You in that cycle,
Little brother.

Did you grow up
With your daddy?

No.

I see inside you, man.

You still got some time
Before it eats you up,

But you've got to break
Your cycle.

Hate is broken by giving.

I give to you,

And i break
My own hate cycle.

Why do i give a shit?

Me...And you...

We brothers,
And we got to be there
For our children.

For me, it's too late,

But not for you.

You owe me 15 box
Of cigarettes.

You repay me by reading.

Two hours every day.

I owe everybody
In this joint,

And all i did
Was help my homeboy
Loco.

Helping is costly.

Hello.
I'm nurse Shelly.

I'm sorry i'm late.

I've been taking care
Of Jimmie.

Excuse me.

All healed up.

The pain gone?

You know,
We're going to
Miss you, Jimmie.

You've been like
One of the family
Around here.

I'm real proud of you.

Jimmie...

These people are here
To help you.

I know
You don't think so
Right now,

But you need help, baby.

They're going to help you
Have a better life

So you can grow up
To be a good man.

You understand
What i'm saying?

Do you trust me?

Then trust them, too.

O.K.?

Come on.

I'm going to miss you
Most of all, nurse Shelly.

I'm going to
Miss you, too, baby.

I got pretty good
At honky ball,
Didn't i?

You sure did, honey.

I'm real proud of you.

Bye, nurse Shelly.

Goodbye, Jimmie.

All right, guys,
Listen up.

This is Jimmie.

He's our new boy.

This bunk
Will be yours,
All right?

Breakfast around here
Is at 7:00.

Lunch is at noon.
Dinner is at 6:30.

If you're late,
You miss it.

Lights out
At 9 P.M. Sharp.

Get yourself situated,
And we'll talk later.

Off that bunk,
Rodriguez,

Or your ass
Is in a sling.

* i had a knife *

* all the little homeys
Had bats *

* but the old man
Had a gat *

* we tried to take
His money *

* but he wasn't
Havin' that *

* i ran from my homeys *

* got shot in the back *

* O.G.'s
In the hood... *

Deuce here!

* if you fuck
With the hood *

* they'll break you off *

* say yo *

* if you fuck
With the hood *

* they'll break you off *

* you off *

* if you fuck
With the hood *

* they'll break you off *

* you off *

* yo *

* if you fuck with frog,
He'll break you off **

I feel like my brain's
Swelling, Ali.

Look at all this stuff
I never knew about,

All these people
I never heard of--

Adam Powell, Garvey,

Elijah, W.E.B. Dubois.

Man!

Lights
Are coming on
Inside you.

Man, that's
A glorious feeling
When that happens.

Listen to this.

"you may tie my hands
With chains

"and my feet
With shackles

"and put me
In a dark prison,

"but you shall not
Enslave my thinking,

"for it is free,

"like a breeze...

In the spacious sky."

Mmm.

That's a little beautiful poetry
about attitude.

Bobby.

You remember i asked you about
your parole denials?

Yeah.

You know why you keep getting turned down?

No.

Attitude.

And lie with your mouth,

Say you're going to be good,

You're going to go straight forever,

But your attitude is saying the truth--

"i'm going to kill you.

I'm going to rape your daughter."

Ain't nobody
Going to let you
Out of this cage,

And ain't nobody going to let you
into their confidence

Until you change your attitude.

Truly change your thinking.

Like this says, "my thinking is mine.

I choose."

That's it.

Buddha said shine those.

Tell Buddha it's done.

A salaam aleichem.

Aleichem salaam.

How's it going?

We're about there.

He wanted ferrari red,

But i talked him into soul-brother brown.

Ow!

This will be the final touch
of the new you,

Jitterbug.

Aah!

Come on, let's get your mind
off the pain.

Author.

"one day on the red hills of Georgia,

"the sons of former slaves

"and the sons
Of former slave owners

Will sit together at
The table of brotherhood."

Martin Luther King, Jr.

Author. "you can't hold a man down

Without staying down with him."

Booker T. Washington.

Good.

Author. "we have allowed
Death to change its name

"from southern rope
To northern dope.

"too many black youths
have been victimized

"by pushing dope into their veins

Instead of hope into their brains."

Finish.

Jesse Jackson.

You sure don't look
Much like a killer no more

With that badge of shame off your face.

Ali...

Thank you...

For helping me.

You repay me...
By helping another.

Bless yourself
By helping someone else.

Faith...

Hard work...

Help.

You got it?

I got it.

You got parole?

I got parole.

Congratulations.

Thank you
Very much.

You got
Your second chance.

Don't blow it, brother.

I won't blow it.

Are you a Deuce?

No, i am not.

Can you stand alone
Like a man has to?

Yes.

Go find your boy.

Save his life.

I'll do it.

If it takes my life,
I'll do it.

I believe you, Bobby.

Hey.

Carole.

Hey...

Bobby?

Why didn't you
Tell me you was
Getting out, Bobby?

I would have
Done my hair up,
Or something.

Shit.

[moaning]

I don't
Feel good, Bobby.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, baby.

Come on.

Get up.

Come on.

Come on, get up.

Oh, Bobby.

Baby...

Where's Jimmie?

Aw, Carole.

Carole.

Come here.

Here. Drink this.

Drink this.

All of it.

Bobby. Baby,
I didn't know
You was getting out.

Carole. Carole!
What is this?

I'll pay.
Don't worry.

Carole!

This says they took
Jimmie away. Why?

They--they took him.
He gone.

He just gone.

Gone where?

He gone bye-bye.

Carole--

Look, don't let--

Don't let
This be happening.

How are you doing?

As it says--

James was brought here
Back in august

As a ward of the court.

I'd like to see him.

No. No, no.

No, that would be
Impossible.

Why impossible?

Well, for one,

Visitors must have
A visitor's pass
Issued by the county.

Two--visiting day
Is thursday.

This is friday.

Three--
Even to visit on thursday,

You have to be put on
The boy's visiting list.

I'm going to level
With you.

I just got out
Of prison.

I haven't seen my son
In 10 years.

Prison? Oh, shit.

We have to get permission
From the state

And the parole officer
And the county

To even put an ex-convict
On the visiting list.

Sorry, buddy.

I need to see my son,

But will you help me?

I'm sorry.

I understand.

It's not your call.

Wait.

Wait a minute.

I'm going to let you
Visit your son.

Thanks.

Keep it short.

In the future,
All visits will be
By the rules.

Agreed?

Yeah.

This way.

Keep it short.

Hi.

So, what up?

It's me, Jimmie.

Bobby Johnson.

It's your daddy.

They treating
You right in here?

They feeding you O.K.?

Yeah.

You're really my dad?

Yeah.

You going to
Take me out of here?

Yeah, i'm going
To get you out of here,

But that's going
To take some time.

How much time
You talking about?

I don't know how long...

Exactly.

Yeah, right.

But i am going
To get you out of here.

You have to believe me.

I'm not going
To leave you in here.

When i get out,

We can ride down
On that buster
Willie Manchester.

Who?

Willie Manchester,

The fool that gauged me.

Look, man.

I'm sorry, man.

I should've been here for you.

I should've been here.

We could do it tonight.

Go find that nigger

And spray his butt.

No, we can't do that.

What you mean, we can't?

I mean, it's not about killing.

Where your black heart at?

I took it off.

Why?

What you do that for?

Listen, Jimmie,

I've put all that
Gangbanging stuff
Behind me,

And you should
Do the same.

No way, man.

You crazy.

Jimmie,
Listen to me.

You ain't my daddy.

You ain't
Bobby Johnson.

Who are you?

I am your daddy.

Man, i'm outty.

[gasps]

Bobby, you scared me.

Listen, i'm going out.

Juwanda told me
To tell you hi.

She said
She don't know why
You haven't stopped by

In all this time.

They just took
Jimmie away?

They just took him?

I got to go, Bobby.

I got to go.

[jackhammer]

[knock on door]

[knock knock]

[knock knock]

Yeah, yeah.

Ahem.

Good morning.

Step back, please.

Can we come in?

We're looking for
A James Michael Johnson.

Jimmie?
Is he here?

No, he isn't.
Why?

Who are you?

Bobby Johnson.
I'm his daddy.

Whoa, whoa,
Whoa, whoa.

What's this about?

Jimmie's at the detention center, right?

Not anymore.

Your son ran away last night.

What?
What happened?

Well, we're trying to find out.

You're sure that he didn't come here?

Of course.

O.K.

If he gets
In touch with you,

You contact us
Immediately.

You got that?

Yeah.

Hey, man, what the hell
You think you're doing?

What's up?

You guys know
Jimmie Johnson?

Who wants to know?

I'm his daddy.

You can prove that?

How we supposed to know

You ain't
No damn dick, man?

Look,
You know him or not?

Hey, know my ass, man.

Get your ass
Out of the car,
Motherfucker, all right?

[laughing]

He is punking out.
Shit.

You motherfucker, man.

Here you go.
Here you go.

Any y'all
Know Jimmie Johnson?

Man, you better
Have an invite,
Walking on this turf.

I'm O.G. Bobby Johnson.

You're killer
Bobby Johnson?

You J-Rock's daddy?

Yeah. J-Rock
Broke out of jail.
I'm looking for him.

Sure you right.

You going to ride down
On Willie Manchester?

Yeah. I need J-Rock.
Know where he at?

He at Ray Ray's
Storehouse

On Crenshaw and Hope street.

Cool.

Hey, O.G. Bobby Johnson,

You need help killing
Willie Manchester,

You just call.

Bear.

What you want?

Where's Ray Ray?

Who is it, Bear?

[laughs]

Well, well, well.

O.G. Killer...

Bobby Johnson.

Heard you got out
Of the joint, homeboy.

Also heard a whole lot
Of other bad shit.

I'm looking
For my boy, Ray Ray.

You seen him?

What'd you do, man?

It's cool.

What you
Trying to prove?

I'm through with that.

Through with what?

How you going
To be through
With your family?

No, that's your family.

I ain't
Playing games anymore.

Do you know
Where Jimmie is?

Look, i ain't
Playing games either.

Now, the Deuce
Is 50,000 strong

All across L.A. Now,
Bobby.

I built
The organization

That we were
Talking about.

You helped start it.

So--so what
You telling me now, man?

You don't want
No part of it?

I owe you, man.

We--we owe you...

10 years...

Of our lives.

Half--

Half this shit is yours.

I don't want it.

I'm just looking
For my boy.

Now, for the last time,

Do you know
Where he at?

He right here, cuz.

Jimmie.

I ain't
Going back there.

Listen, son,
You're doing this wrong.

I ain't
Going back there.
No way!

Jimmie, listen,

If you don't
Go back there now,

You'll be
Running from the law
Your whole life.

I won't let you
Make the same mistakes
I made.

I'll get you out...

Legally.

That's bullshit!

I know it'll
Take some time,

But i can do it.

I want you
Back with me.

He don't want to go.

That's no place
For a Deuce.

Stay out of this, Ray.

This is between
Me and my son.

This is not
Your business!

Wrong.

It is my business.

Now, the county's
His mama now,

And Deuce
Is his daddy.

And i am Deuce.

Deuce ain't his daddy.

I'm his daddy!

Deucing got me
10 years in prison,
Jimmie,

And it got you shot.

It's wrong.

You can see that.

Now, fuck that!

Let him decide
For himself.

Now, J...

You going to stay with us,

Make some money,

Drive a BMW, have fun,

Or you want to go back to kiddie jail?

I ain't
Going back there.

It isn't jail,
Jimmie.

Don't let him
Lie to you.

Ray Ray
Is a drug dealer.

He hurts people.

I don't want
To see you die
In these streets.

J-Rock,
How's your back feel?

You want to take care
Of that business?

You want to
Smoke old Willie

Since your
Punk-ass daddy here

Ain't got the heart
To put in the work?

I spent
10 years of my life
In prison

For putting in work.

I'm your daddy,
Jimmie.

I love you.

I want you
Back with me.

Deuce take care
Of their own.

Like you
Took care of Loco.

Fuck that sherm head.

Let's put in the work.

Stay here, J.

We going to
Put in some work.

Get your punk ass
Out of here.

Uhh!

Say...

Say, brothers,
What's going on here?

You fucking
With the Deuce.

No, no, no,
Damn it.

You got
The wrong man.

I don't know
No aces, Deuces,

Or anybody.

Sure, you do.

Come here, J.

This is J-Rock.

You recognize J-Rock,
Don't you?

I ain't never
Seen him before
In my life.

Look real good,
Willie.

Show him, J.

Th-that was
An accident.

I was protecting
My family.

Stop bitching!

Now, you shot him
In the back,
Motherfucker.

I swear.

I didn't mean
To hurt him.

Take him out, J.

He's all yours.

Jimmie!

Stay out of this,
Bobby.

Jimmie,
Put the gun down.

Shut the fuck up!

Jimmie,
Look at me.

Look at me!

Think a minute!

Bear!

Uhh!

Don't try
To interfere.

You an outsider
Now, Bobby,

And i will
Shoot you down.

All right, J.

Now, this motherfucker
Shot you in the back.

Show him what's up.

No...

Young man,

Please.

All right, J.

This'll get you
Your black heart.

As god as my witness,
I didn't mean it!

This is for
Your homeboys.

Jimmie, don't.

Just steady,

Aim,
And pull on it.

Nothing to it.

No!

Let him go now!

Do what you going to do.

I'm going to blow your fucking head off!

Go ahead then.

Let him go!

Can't do that.

Fuck this!

You going to kill me, then kill me!

Man.

Prison sure has made you stupid.

Jimmie...

Son...

If you hit a man
In his face,

In time,

His wounds will heal.

And later on,

You can apologize
To that man.

If you steal his goods,

Later on,

You can return those goods,

Or you can repay him
Equal value.

But if you kill...

There is no later on.

There's no way
To repair it

With that man.

There's no way to make it right
with him

Or his family.

His life
Is gone forever.

You never
Come back from that.

Ray Ray...

That boy
You're holding
Is my son.

My son.

I told a man
In prison

That i would
Save my son's life,

Even if
It took my life.

I'm willing to die here today,
Ray...

For my boy...

Because
I love him that much.

Do you love him?

All i want
Is to give him

Something
That you or i

Never had.

A father.

You said...

Out there...

That you owed me.

All i want is my boy.

The court will give you back to me.

Then we're going to start
this whole thing

All over again.

And we're going to do it
the right way.

O.K. With you?

* alright *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* ohh ohh ohh *

* it's a new beginning *

* let's start again
Together *

* you and i *

* although the time
Has passed *

* my love for you *

* will never,
Ever die *

* it's been so long *

* to tell you
How i feel *

* but i want you to know *

* that my love's
For real *

* and it's alright *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* alright *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* now that time
Has changed *

* my love for you *

* it will remain the same *

* but it's been so hard *

* and i promise *

* we can make
A brand-new start, baby *

* ooh *

* go, go *

* go, go *

* but it's been so long *

* to tell you
How i feel *

* but i want you to know *

* that my love's
For real *

* and it's alright *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* alright *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* yeah *

* yeah *

* alright *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* oh, yeah *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* oh, yeah *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* alright *

* won't you sing it, t.J.? *

* oh *

* it's been so hard *

* to tell you
How i feel *

* but i want you to know *

* that my love's
For real, baby *

* alright *

* oh, yeah *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* oh, yeah *

* yeah *

* alright *

* oh, no *

* it's gonna
Be alright *

* alright *

* yeah *

* i've got a feelin' *

* everything's
Gonna be alright *

* it's alright *

* it's alright *

* it's alright *

* alright *

* ahh ahh ahh *

* alright... *

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