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♪ Brother Stan is down got it together ♪

♪ Sinister lady the man is got it going ♪

♪ Lots of grooves lots of grooves here together ♪

♪ He does it just like a cool cool breeze ♪

♪ Cool breeze

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♪ This brother's smart he's with it ♪

♪ And believe me he's no fool

♪ He's supper hip and he moves he grooves ♪

♪ Oh he moves just like a super cool breeze ♪

♪ Cool breeze ♪

[male on CB radio] 'Attention all Los Angeles county units.'

'Wanted for.. Male negro, 25-30 years..'

[engine revving]

'Look like our man?'

[tire screeching]

[police siren blaring]

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[siren blaring]

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[tire screeching]

[siren blaring]

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[gun shot]

Shit man, who you shooting at?

Sorry.

I almost lost my natural.

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[tire screeching]

Dammit!

[John] 'In trouble, Travis?'

Hey, man. With you here I sure do get business.

- We're closed. - Open, now open.

- It's open. - When did he come in?

I don't keep time on people unless they're goofing off.

Where were you last hour, Travis?

Oh, just sweeping here, Uncle Tom, just sweeping.

Frisk him.

Watch your hands, man. I'm ticklish.

No gun, no money, no nothing.

- You're brothers, right? - Half brothers.

That's right same nig different jockey.

Shut up, Travis. Search the place, Harry.

You got a warrant officer?

John, don't make it hard on yourself.

I got a business here. You see all these people looking at you?

What're they gonna think, huh?

You disrupting my business without a warrant.

Alright, Travis, let's go now.

You gonna finish sweeping?

[male #1] 'Andrews, let's get it on.'

Smith Alteridge, step forward.

Age 55, no record or prior arrest.

- Put your hands down, Smith. - I'm dangerous--

Shut up. Don't rile a lieutenant.

Mr. Smith, will you put your hands down? Please.

Thank you, Mr. Smith.

Andrews, what in the hell is he doing here?

He was arrested at eight last night, sir.

Phoned in hisself. Said he murdered Miss Ann.

Miss Ann? Miss Ann, who?

Well, that's all lieutenant. A Miss Ann.

Said she was his main squeeze.

Next, Andrews.

Step back.

[Andrews] 'George William, step forward.'

'Put your hands down.'

Age 22, possession of narcotics.

Occupation, clerk.

Picked up downtown talking to himself.

- Claims he's Jesus. - Uh, who?

Jesus, you better handle this one careful, lieutenant.

You could be another Pontius Pilate. Ha ha.

Next, Andrews.

Step back.

[Andrews] 'Battle Travis, step forward.'

'Occupation none. Age 27.'

He was with football jive, served in Vietnam.

Honorable discharge.

[Andrews] 'Released from the club due to a war injury.'

'Regular hero, lieutenant.'

'1969, arrested for loitering. No disposition.'

1970, suspicion of narcotics traffic. Insufficient evidence.

'1971, suspicion of armed robbery, no disposition.'

'1972, suspicion of assault and robbery. Acquitted.'

We're damn sure he's been a lot busier than that.

Andrews, come here.

Yes, sir.

Is this the best you can do for a line up?

Well, that's it, sir.

You know what you got up there?

You got two jive nuts and a lucky crook.

- Get a coat and get up there. - Me, sir?

- Now! - Yes, sir.

Everett, bring in that clerk from the hotel.

Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Knowles.

You Mr. Davidson, right? From the Hotel Douglas.

- Yes, sir. - Good.

Okay, now do you see the man that robbed you last night?

Not down here. Up there.

[Davidson] 'I don't know.'

[Knowles] 'You don't know?'

[Davidson] 'Yes, I know. It's that all look alike.'

You know what they say about us niggas.

[all laughing]

Mr. Davidson, do I look like you? Take a good look now.

No, sir.

Then they lied to us, didn't they?

- We don't all look alike. - No, sir.

- Captain Harmon-- - What?

The message just says he wants to see you now.

Andrews.

Look at them.

Andrews, I want you to take Mr. Davidson here downstairs

and look at all the black mug shots we have in the building.

I don't care if it takes all night

'and then maybe we won't all look alike.'

Sit down, Knowles.

- Alright, what is it? - Sir?

'What the hell is going on in your division?'

'There've been 39 auto thefts'

'33 burglaries, 18 armed robberies'

'seven assaults, two race riots and five moral offenses'

'all in the last month.'

Since more Negros are in this division

the muggings and stick ups have gone up 20 percent.

That's a lot of crap, sir.

They've increased in every other division in the city.

That don't make it any better from where

you stand now, does it?

The only safe merchants around here are the black ones

who keep their places open as fronts for the bookie joints.

I closed them down.

'But they open up again, don't they?'

'That because you don't close 'em down hard enough.'

'I want you to tear out the phones, break the furniture!'

Bust 'em!

'You recognize him?'

You'd have to be white not to recognize him.

Sidney Lord Jones. What about him? He's in San Quentin.

Was, Knowles. Was.

Somebody greased that fruit cake parole board and now he's out

a lot sooner than anybody thought possible.

A lot of money was spent and investors want interest.

I wanna know the kind of interest he's gonna pay off.

'He's in LA, I want you to find him.'

'I wanna know every move he makes'

'every time he spends a dime to take a crap.'

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- Hey. - Where're you going, man?

What are you? The man or something?

Look more like a yellow pages nigga.

Sure a funny looking nigga, alright.

What you got in that bag? Come on, let me see.

- Can I trust you? - Him.

- Sure, man. You can trust me. - You can trust him.

You ain't going in there anyhow.

Don't try to talk, brother. You just listen.

In minute you'll feel better.

You get up and you go tell Mr. Finian

"Sidney Lord Jones is here to see ya."

And don't rub 'em, you'll just make it worse.

[indistinct chattering]

[telephones ringing]

Some bastard fixed this rate.

I knew I shouldn't have taken it.

Too much money on some no count nag.

You find out what white bastard is fixing his rates.

- It could've been lucky.-- - Make me lucky.

That's why I got you for. Jesus, lover of my soul

Stretch, some super space dude out there wants to rap with you.

You're in trouble or in a lot of luck.

Quit rubbing you balls. Who is he, what's he want?

He looks like he could be the man.

But he says his name is Sidney Lord Jones.

- Davis, send him in. - I'm in.

Ha ha ha!

I was waiting to see you! Dear God..

Man, they told me you was out.

Hey, man. How you doing?

I say, "Lord show me how to commit the perfect crime"

and here you is right here in my place.

- The Lord. - Yes, I wanna see Mercer.

Hold on, Lord. Show me how to commit the perfect crime.

This store ain't all I got going.

I need $50,000 from you.

In a whole over three million into.

Big enough so three million look like a pimple on a broads ass.

Something wrong, Mr. Finian?

Holy moly.

Nobody else talked to me about that kind of dough before.

$50,000? I don't know man.

White boys pull that kind of shit.

Shove it!

You playin' yourself cheap.

Brothers got a thing bigger than that.

Lot of dough man that's Whitey's kind a job--

Whitey's job?

Whitey is busy worrying when China's gonna drop the bomb.

I'm gonna get over. Are you ready for me or not?

I'm ready for you. I sure hope she gets old.

Dear God, make Mr. Finian give up the booze.

Oh, no, just one or two a day.

[knock on door]

Oh, it's you.

- What do you want? - I wanna make a bet.

- Well. - Davis says you gotta okay it.

- How much you in for? - About $2300.

Learn how to win, then come back.

Stretch, I need this bet to get ahead, man.

Okay. Okay.

Tell Davis your bet's good for 500 more, but that's it.

'You better pick a winner and start paying me back.'

If you can't, go learn yourself a trade.

Look, don't loud talk me like that.

I'll kick you so hard in your ass it'll make your nose bleed.

What's wrong with you, man? I want my money.

I put enough here to buy it three times over.

- Haven't I always paid you? - Ain't nobody said you didn't.

You're trying to make me out like a jive deadbeat.

- Oh, Travis, all I said-- - I don't want no favors.

You'll get your money tomorrow.

Son of a bitch.

I let this clown have my bread.

He gets uptight 'cause I bring it up.

Who is he?

Oh, he's just another loser around here bettin' on an angel.

My book whips the shit out, and he keeps comin' back.

Supposed to be some hip dude pushing his muscle around town.

Where were we?

I see Mercer.

Well, I don't know. Fifty thousand dollars..

- Give me a couple of days - Tomorrow. Early.

Mercer ain't never been in anything like this before.

He's got the money to invest. You just set it up.

Sorry we're closed..

'Lock that door.'

Well, what'd they jack you up for this time?

Same old bullshit.

Took me downtown and put me in a lineup.

Some hotel clerk couldn't identify shit.

- Was it you who hit the hotel? - What hotel, man?

I'm walkin' and the man starts chasin'.

All I need with my record, to get caught with a gun.

Wish I did pull that job.

Some dude got away with a whole bunch of money.

Knock off for a while, Travis, or they're gonna nail your ass.

The pigs go for blood.

Keep it up, you'll end up with your ass in the slam.

When I need somethin', I go out and get it.

And right now I need me $2300.

- Finian? - Yeah.

Let him sweat. Will do him good.

That fat ass dog. He can afford to lose a few pounds.

A weasel ass like him.

He's badmouthing me. Getting people to think I'm his bad bet.

What do you care about that loser.

Might be a blessin' if you can't find a book to give you credit.

I didn't come here to hear that.

Then hear this. You ain't getting a dime.

I ain't got 23 cents to give you.

Who gave you the money to buy this place?

And I paid you. Ten times over.

You've been nickel and diming me to death.

I ain't gonna let you take me down drownin' with you.

Brother or no brother I need the money.

- Hey, now look-- - Get out of my way.

Hey, I'm your brother.

Just because my old man poked your lady

don't make you special. Now, stay out of my way.

You alright, man?

I've felt better.

- Hey, man, I'm sorry. - Yeah.

Look..

...here's half of what you need, huh.

Since we're only half brothers.

You give Finian what you owe him..

...and you keep the rest for yourself.

Go on. Take it before I change my mind.

I'll try to get the rest of it to you tomorrow, okay?

I'll see Roy.

- Still messin' with that dude? - Yeah, some.

Once in a while.

Dudes downtown get hung up for a good driver on somebody's job

so Roy calls me.

Yeah, just be careful, huh?

Heh. Look who's talkin'.

Hey, did you read the paper today?

No.

The fuzz busted 38 massage parlors.

Boy comes and bumps you.

Yeah, Obalese, she works in one of them joints, don't she?

That dumb broad.

She always got her hands where they don't belong.

[baby crying]

I've gotta feed the baby, Roy. Just keep it up.

Just keep it up. I'm not going nowhere.

[shushing]

What is it? What is it? Hmm.

[baby crying]

There you go. Ain't that pretty?

- 'Put her down..' - Okay.

Yes. Okay. Go to sleep.

There's a good girl.

- Here I am, lover. - Oh.

[phone ringing]

Oh, yes.

Hell with that telephone.

[phone ringing]

Oh, fuck.

Yeah.

John, what the hell you calling me this time of night for?

What?

You call me at 2 o'clock in the morning

because you wanna borrow $1800?

It's going down.

If I had you here right now I'd kick your ass.

It's dying.

Hey, man, I haven't pulled a job in at least three months.

I got a family to support and if I was gonna go downtown

and burrow any money, I'd do it for myself.

Going.

Hey man, I don't have to listen to that crap.

Going, gone.

God!

That bitch.

Tryin' to make me feel cheap 'cause I wouldn't go downtown

and borrow $1800 for him to give to a loser like Travis.

And you should have heard what he called me.

I'm suppose to be his friend too.

Come to me, lover.

Oh, shit.

Oh, it's just not happenin', Roy.

Goddamn worthless thing.

[dialing]

Yeah, John, I'm sure I can get it for you.

Yeah, I'll have it there before noon. Okay.

Don't talk about it, baby, just do it.

[babbling]

Keep it cool. One.

Drivin' for two.

[knock on door]

Come in. Four.

- It's open. Five. - 'It's me, baby.'

Come on in. Six. Got to win. Seven.

Thought you was busted.

Oh, they was just goin' for newsprint.

They didn't have any evidence.

John told me you were in the slam.

I was jacked up for something somebody else did.

Oh, not you this time, huh, baby?

- Hmm. - Come on, get away.

Hey, what did I do? I mean, just what did I do?

Travis.

Travis, I'm for you, baby.

All the cats on the street diggin' me and I'm just trying..

Sure, baby, sure.

I don't like being alone.

I'd be good to you.

- Do anything you want. - Look you and I know better.

What's the matter with you anyway?

- I just wanna be with you. - Come here.

I'm hustlin' tryin' to get out of the city

and you try and hustle to get to me.

Baby, you're crowding me. I got plans.

I can't get it on in mighty's jungle.

When I get it together my way I'm goin' back home.

To clean air and open spaces and doin' my thing. Baby!

- Whoa! - Anything like that.

Yeah, but can I stay, huh?

- I'll be good to you. - Yeah, I bet you could.

- Make you feel good. - Mmm-hmm.

Mmm-hmm. Now, don't go funning me. Just a couple of days, huh?

Okay.

But don't go gettin' no ideas.

- Okay? - Mmm-hmm.

Ow!

[seagulls screaming]

Thank you.

They ain't got nothin' in this town worth million dollars

[Sidney] 'There's diamonds.'

Three million bucks worth, maybe more.

Von keeps the biggest diamond broker on the coast.

Ooh-whee!

You know I ain't one to throw my cash around.

And for 50 grand..

...I'm looking for a big hustle.

I laid it all down on paper, nothing's missed.

Except my 50 Gs.

- What you need 50 grand for? - Personnel, equipment.

- How many brothers? - 'Three.'

A box man. Him we pay the most.

I got him. Roy Harris.

He can open a safe like it was a can of beer, but he costs.

And a crack driver in case of trouble. He should get ten.

And muscle. Someone not all screwed up and shootin'.

For the right brother 15 grand.

I can get you all the dudes you want for nickels and dimes.

You pay for what you get.

I got thousands of dudes on me. Buildings full of them.

You don't like the deal, forget it.

Hold on, Bill. Now, Lord here he ain't no ordinary dude.

Now, just hold on one second.

Now, if I decide to go in and I say if..

...what's in it for me?

There's a group of brothers behind this.

The money will be used to set up a black people's bank.

You'll be into legitimate business and you'll be doing

something to help soul brothers for once.

Say I ain't looking to be nobel.

Man, I offer you the biggest deal since Columbus hustled

that broad Isabella and all you do is bullshit.

Alright. Just tell me one thing.

Just tell me how do you plan to dump the take?

We're talking to the biggest fences.

It's gonna take more than one.

I'm thinking I could handle it myself.

Bless my soul. You a fence, Bill? Oh, come on.

Well, I got connections and like the man says

it's a worthy cause.

And we may as well make the best of it, right?

Alright, my man, you can count me in.

Oh, by the way, uh, Stretch will advance anything you need.

Right, Stretch?

Uh. yeah, yeah, oh, yeah.

I got a beautiful life set up for you.

In-ses, out-ses. Broads from 9 to 90.

Any color but white. Anything you want.

Look, I'll take it with my eyes closed.

Surprise me.

- Thanks. - So long, Bill.

[female #1 singing] ♪ La la la la la

♪ La la la la lala la

♪ La la la la la

♪ La la.. ♪

'What's the matter, cheeky baby? Hmm?'

- Don't call me cheeky baby. - I thought you liked it.

I got to go.

I said I got to go.

Oh, why do you have to go?

I don't understand.

Lie in here with your old lady.

I got to go to work, baby.

You're not like my old cheeky baby.

You ain't gotta be doin' nothin' better than stayin' with me.

[giggling]

Sometimes. Sometimes. That is.

I can eat you up right here just like a

bowl of cornflakes and champagne.

I think I'd be just a little too much

for a little lady like you.

You haven't been you know.

I love you.

[instrumental music]

[woman on TV] 'Bill, come out of there. You let..'

[Bill] 'Tinker.'

Bill.

Ah, no, no cockfight.

What do I care about a bunch of chickens.

My wife, the TV and Eugene.

Eugene, the goddamn dog.

Look, man, I ain't payin' you.

Now, you listen to me.

I got a list I want taken care of.

Tinker, I don't have to read the paper, I can feel it.

I got some people owing me real money.

And I want it. Now, you listen to me?

No fuckups and no no's.

My name's Mona.

And you were good.

That's no crap.

Was it nice for you?

Maybe half a bill, huh?

Do you talk?

What is this?

You son of a bitch.

Baby, I want you, I know what number to dial.

I'm gonna dial me a cop. I gotta make a living.

Guys like you can put a girl on welfare.

You don't shut up, you ain't gonna need welfare

you're gonna need Medicare.

Oh, you're so dumb.

Here I'm hustlin' you gettin' nothin'.

And you're hustlin' Mercer gettin' nothin'.

Big ass Sidney Lord Jones

you been gettin' it all up for Mercer

and he ain't got a dime.

Dumbass.

Gettin' homey already, huh?

Your brother was here this morning

and he left this for you.

- Some gag fan. - 'Hmm?'

This dough ought to stop Finian's badmouth.

It'd be nice if you could save some of that.

You want my head busted?

I mean if you start a business or something.

You're a regular Geraldine, aren't you?

Oh, trash.

Small businesses always gettin' hurt.

My folks have a business.

A turkey farm in Texas.

A regular outdoor sweatshop.

Working 12-14 hours a day. Watchin' gobblers.

'And then Thanksgivin' time comes'

'and some happiness man comes along'

'and gives them a few pennies and a redneck snow job.'

Forget it. I don't want no business.

- What are you supposed to do? - What suits me.

I got talent.

I could've been somebody too.

And I'll get it together.

Once I get out of this city.

Go back home to Texas.

Maybe a small town with some funky high school

or junior college.

A football team that wants a pro coach.

All I need is some break to get me started.

And smack some cat to give me a job.

And I wanna go with you.

Baby, I have to make a hit to get it together.

My skin's thick. I can't feel a thing.

You hurt too easy.

Being with you Travis I'm starting to get harder

all the time.

♪ Everlasting life ♪ Everlasting

♪ Jesus came to me ♪ Everlasting

♪ Everlasting life is free

♪ Oh, everlasting ♪ Everlasting life

Well, the devil's really gettin' his comeuppance

today you being here.

How you feel?

Got a little nookie last night, didn't you? How was it?

A year and a half don't change how it goes in and out.

She damn well talked a lot.

♪ Sometimes in life

How solid is Mercer?

You kiddin' me?

Mercer's got God on his side as far as I'm concerned.

As far as I'm concerned

I got my ass and 3 million dollars on the line.

Is Mercer for real or not?

♪ Seek everlasting life

♪ Oh, everlasting life ♪ Everlasting life

♪ Jesus gave to me

♪ Everlasting life is free

Somebody's been jivin' you.

Look, Bill owns over half the real estate

When he's in the hustle, cops ain't even let go of you.

I got a piece last night that said different.

You get the holy Church go back to being Jewish

if I'm wrong.

Now you're gonna believe me or some no-count bitch?

♪ Oh, everlasting ♪ Everlasting life

♪ Everlasting life

♪ Everlasting life is free ♪ Free oh

♪ I'm so glad ♪ I'm so glad

You stick around.

After services I'll introduce you to our peterman.

♪ ...life is free ♪

We'd like to thank the choir for that inspiring hymn.

[all] Amen.

My friends..

...brothers and sisters

'Something good...is going to happen to you.'

'But I'm here today to assure you of God's word.'

'Of our Lord himself that he does here. He loves you.'

'He's near you. You can actually reach out and touch him.'

'And I have personally.'

'I want to see something done in your lives today.'

[all] Amen.

'Wisdom of the ages makes claim to moral and ethical principles'

'from which there is no regress.'

'Retribution never fails.'

I got your money for you, turkey.

This ain't the time. I'll catch you later.

I ain't havin' you put my business in the street no more.

Put it back.

[all] Amen.

No. I ain't some dog you can jump up and down on, you know.

By God, this is the Lord's house.

Take it easy. Hang loose.

I wasn't musclin' you.

No, you were loudtalking me in front of strangers. What? Huh?

[whispering] I made a mistake. I'm sorry.

I made a mistake.

[Roy] 'Liquor breeds..'

'Heed yourself to prayer.'

'Because prayer moves the hand that moves the world'

'that brings salvation down.'

It's all there, Mr. Finian.

[Roy] 'Anytime, ain't no time at all.'

[Priest] 'Choose the time. Make a chair in the corner.'

'Your meeting place with God.'

[all] Amen.

'Make it your meeting place.'

[knock on door]

Mercer in?

Tell him Tinker's here.

[growling]

We are havin' so much fun. You can see him later.

Bill, you haven't finished the game yet.

I deserve some of your time.

Emma, I'll be back in a minute.

Get rid of that mother and bring your ass back up here.

Emma. We can talk in here, man.

Alright, man. Lay it on me.

- How much you touched? - Not a nickel. No one.

Not a goddamn crumb.

Tinker, I got to have the cash, man.

Look, maybe one or two of 'em would come through, I doubt it.

I roughed 'em up. I ain't gonna waste 'em.

- Look like you'll have to sue. - Sue?

- Sue myself into Sing Sing. - What's the matter?

Havin' trouble with that new broad of yours?

- Shut up, Tinker. - Huh, cheeky baby.

- 'I said shut up.' - Don't shut me up.

I ain't one of your ass-kissing flunkeys.

Alright, man, I'm sorry.

Just don't hassle me.

Tinker...man, I'm busted.

Flat, busted, broke.

- What about this place? - Mortgaged up the ass.

Some whiteys conned me into shufflin' the last of my dough

into some busted oil wells.

I'm a party to lawsuits leaning on every nickel and dime

'them building's ever made.'

- I don't wanna hear it. - You're gonna hear it.

'Cause I got a way out. Lord come here yesterday--

Oh, man, you've really gone and flipped.

Sidney Lord Jones.

That dude came yesterday and tried to hustle me.

- He's in Quentin. - Not anymore, he ain't.

He came to the beach house with a hot diddly play in his pocket.

Who gets hit?

Von Keep.

- Three million in diamonds. - Okay, okay.

I'm all ears. What's he want?

Only 50 grand.

You cheeky baby? You ain't got 50 grand.

Well, what if I was to tell you I know how to

come away with the whole three million?

Now, I told him I'd fence the stuff myself.

No waitin'. Cash on delivery.

But when he delivers..

...I'll tell him I need one or two more days to get the dough.

Now, the stuff's hot, right?

Now, I get him to leave it with me.

And with his rep, they'll damn sure be lookin' for him.

But certainly not here.

And not with me.

And I could split with it.

Another name..

...another place.

And three million in diamonds.

'You funny-time old man.'

You're just comin' in your pants, ain't you?

What a crook.

'All I need is fifty grand.'

If I show you how to get it, what's in it for me?

- Third. - 'Uh-uh.'

'Half.'

Okay. Okay, you just tell me how to raise it.

Simple. People do you favors.

- Like who? - Finian.

He's always suckin' up to you.

He'll sweat, but he'll do it.

Gonna make him feel real big.

Oh, sweet Jesus.

You know, Tinker Bell, I think you might be right.

Generous gift you gave, Stretch.

Fantastic sermon, Roy.

[chuckling]

You know Lord Jones here?

We've got a job for you.

Sorry, Stretch, I'm not into it.

I need a tool man, reverend.

It ain't goin' on Sundays, so it shouldn't conflict.

'You get your money upfront. Twenty five grand.'

- 'It's a sure thing.' - 'You sure you don't want in?'

What boxes have you opened?

Cannonball, Diebold, double door, name it.

Can you bust a Diebold with a time lock and relockin' device?

[Sidney] 'What do you use? Glock..'

We're going to the moon nowadays.

I can open things that don't have openings.

[Sidney] 'What is that?'

[Roy] 'A Co2 laser.'

'I sort of found it sittin' in a government building..'

'...doing nothing.'

It can cut through five inches of steel, two feet of concrete

and any man that is fool enough to stand in the way of it.

- What do you say? - Praise the Lord.

- Okay, who else? - Uh, we're shoppin' now.

The only driver I know is John Battle.

- Finian knows him. - Amen. He's good.

Alright, he's in. Now we need some muscle.

Uh, who's good with the piece?

There's Renner. Remember, you pumped him in the balls?

We don't have time for losers.

- How about this, um, Travis? - Oh, my God.

Of all the dudes in the city wha..

What do you want with that fart-buster?

Hey, he's tough and he's good with the piece.

John Battle goes, Travis goes.

- 'They're brothers.' - I don't like him.

That's good enough for me. He's in.

I don't think of light colors good, lieutenant.

I kinda dig it myself. What don't you like about it?

Even if it's big it ain't gonna hide that bulge like dark ones.

Anybody'd tell you're funny. I'll try the blue one.

Finian, over here.

Oh, lieutenant.

- How are you? - Fine, fine, fine.

Wasn't expecting you till the end of next week.

Yeah, well, fact of the matter is I had something to tell you.

I gotta raid you. Bust the place a little.

- Book you even. - Book me?

I thought you was my friend.

Oh, today I ain't got no friend.

Look, Stretch, they're pushing me downtown

so I gotta push you a little.

Gotta look good, don't I?

- Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. Why me? - Finian, Finian, Finian.

Everybody knows who the biggest hustlin' book in town is

and it ain't the pacific telephone, hmm?

This look okay? Hmm?

This ain't the best holy mother time to run me downtown.

- The tie's too big. - Let me try the brown one.

Look, man, ain't I always cooperative?

Finian, I'm gonna let you slide.

But I want you to close this joint up tight.

Hear me? I'll tell you when to open up.

Oh, thanks a lot, lieutenant.

- Thanks a lot. - How about this one?

Oh, that's bo.. That's a whole lot better. Yeah.

Yeah.

Phew!

- What's the fuzz doin' in here? - How'd you know?

Well, he walks like a duck. Smells like a pig.

Oh, just in here to see big daddy that's all.

- Mmm-hmm. - Nothing's the matter.

[laughing]

He recognized me.

Don't you go. He's my inside man.

Everything is keyed to go at midnight tomorrow.

The manhole is near the corner.

The soft spot's here through the old steam tunnel.

The wall blocks it off on this end, you bust through

you move in, you take over.

Roy, you're the artist, you draw the circles in the right places.

Here, here, here

and look out for the alarm system here.

Travis, you ain't no trouble, so see to it we don't have any.

John, you drive and wait in here.

- 'Any questions?' - Everything sounds cool, man.

Yeah, but what about the bread? It's upfront, remember?

Pay the brothers, Finian.

He's sweatin' so full.

Money makes me sweat.

Emma, how many times have I told you about that?

- Where are you goin'? - A business trip.

- I'll be gone one or two days. - Criminal.

- What are you talkin' about? - 'Your crimes.'

'Your crimes of passion, you criminal.'

That young girl and you with that shrunken up thing of yours.

- Emma. - 'Don't Emma me.'

You wanna drive me to suicide?

You put me here. You put me here.

You wanna drive me to suicide?

Emma, you tried suicide already, but you botched it up. Remember?

Hmm.

You, you like titties? Huh?

You a titty man.

- You wanna see some titty? - Emma.

I told you this was a business trip.

You afraid I ain't comin' back?

Go to hell.

That bitch, she'll be shovin' 'em down your goddamn throat.

I found letters.

And I found pictures.

And I found hairs.

- And you haven't had a black-- - Emma!

Now, this is very important to me. Now, please.

You haven't had a black hair

since your last time you got it up.

[dramatic music]

[mumbling]

[music continues]

[music continues]

- Hey, what's up, man? - Okay, man. Okay.

[indistinct chattering]

[Travis] 'It's a hell of a time to be.'

'Ladies versus the champions.'

[all laughing]

'Man, you gotta be kiddin'.'

- 'I could get shot lookin' like this.' - 'You'd get shot if you don't'

'What are you moanin' about? I'm gonna be chairman Nixon.'

[music continues]

See you inside, Roy. Just remember.

Open the door for your friends.

[music continues]

[John] Look at that.

[John grumbling]

What are you doin' out there? Collecting fares?

Come on. Let's get it going.

Now, listen. I want you acting human.

I don't want anybody killed.

Brush it away but not bumped.

Gee, I hope I'm in the right place.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[Sidney] Travis, I told you, you're no trouble.

You see to it we don't have any. Watch the back door.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[explosion]

Get it on. We ain't shootin' targets in Atlantic City.

Hey, man, I gotta focus it first.

Ain't gonna see the beam anyway.

[music continues]

[buzzing]

Alright. Now, it's shittin'.

[buzzing continues]

[music continues]

[crashing]

Here. Start collectin' the rocks. I'll check it.

[Travis] Hmm, I wonder if I can get my name engraved on this.

Sounds a little rustic to me.

[Roy] 'Travis, who do you think you are? Sidney Poitier?'

That camera thing ain't makin' no screen test.

Wearin' a mask don't mean it's Halloween.

'No trick or treatin'. Come on, move your ass outta there.'

[Travis] I'm comin', Roy. I'm comin'.

[gunshot]

[alarm ringing]

- Come on, we gotta get out. - Don't wet your pants.

You're supposed to be watching the back door, aren't you?

Hey, man, Rent-A-Cop.

[gunshots]

Travis, Travis. It's okay. Come on, let's get outta here.

Roy. Roy.

[alarm continues ringing]

[siren wailing]

[tires screeching]

[cop #1] Get that bus outta here.

[dramatic music]

[Roy groaning]

Take me, Lord. Take me home.

I got it in the side.

I can feel it goin' up.

I'll get you to a doctor.

No, no, man. Take me home.

[knock on door]

Come right in, boys. Right in.

Now, how'd everything go?

- You're Renner? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

This is Tinker James, my business partner.

Mr. James.

What's he doin' here?

My business partner.

Okay.

- Can we see the stuff? - It's all here.

- This is good. - Better be.

The store don't give refunds.

You don't have to read paper to find out what's in it.

What's in it is here.

I'm sure we're gonna do much better than we--

Sure, but let's see the color of your cash.

You did one hell of a job. One hell of a job.

'Course you understand that yesterday was Sunday.

Hmm, and today is Monday. Now cut the shit.

Well, I haven't got the money quite yet.

- 'You haven't got it?' - I haven't got it now.

But I will get it. Wednesday morning. Maybe tomorrow.

Now, you boys have to understand

people sticking their necks out with a million bucks

in cash ain't ready to part with it easy.

They'd be getting a little too quick.

We moved on you.

Wait a minute, man, I'm Bill Mercer.

Now you know I'm good. Give me a few days.

Few more days? The cops ain't gonna be boppin' around

waitin' for few more days. They're warmin' for us now.

We gotta remain flexible. We gotta be flexible.

Trust me, but if you don't--

You want me to leave the stuff with you?

- Nobody's knockin' my door. - Fuck off, man.

I'd let the clam decorate the cross

'than leave 'em with you.'

- Hold it. Tinker here. - Tinker, what are you doin'?

Shut up, Bill.

'Talk ain't gettin' us nowhere.'

- Now, toss it over here. - You're bad man, Mercer.

And you, get your hands up. Get 'em up.

- Nervous, Travis? - A little bit.

You'll be nervous and alone if you don't toss that over here.

'Now, toss that over here.'

[gunshot]

[glass clinking]

[gunshots]

[panting]

Get up. I said get up.

This bullet might not kill you

but you'll remember it the rest of your damn life.

[mumbling]

It's a cold shot, man.

Tryin' to hog it all for yourself.

Where's your head at? You could've been somebody.

Come on, man, now, please. Now, please. I'm sorry, man.

Look, I'm broke.

I ain't got credit in the dime store.

Oh, man, please. Give me a break, man.

Lord, let me give him the cure..

Don't get your bows in an uproar now.

Mr. Mercer here has messed things up.

And Mr. Mercer is gonna straighten things out.

- Man, I can't do nothin'! - Oh, sure.

Sure you can.

[laughing]

See, we are the sticker.

And the insurance company is stuck!

So you're gonna go to the insurance company.

- Insurance company? - Sure.

This heist has set 'em back quite a few bucks.

So we're just gonna offer them their beads back for 'em

easily 25% of what they're worth.

They might buy it. No questions asked.

Yeah, well..

Yeah, I guess I could try. I--

[chuckling] You ain't got no choice.

Well, after all you and Tinker were partners. Hmm?

You could be lyin' that way.

Still partners.

[John] Mercia!

Dammit. Where's that woman?

Marcia!

Get your ass up. Marcia!

Marcia.

Marcia!

Nip it. The baby's sleepin'.

[Roy groaning]

- 'Easy, boy. Easy, boy.' - 'I'm dyin'.'

John, what's happened?

Let me lay him down before you start in on me.

- No! - Dammit.

Ain't nobody leaving you, my dear boy.

Why can't we take him to a hospital? Call an ambulance.

- Do something. - Finian has send in for a doc.

If we take him to the hospital, they'll use him for spare parts.

[Roy groaning]

[crying] You've always been trouble.

Blame me? Shit.

Ain't my fault. It was a fight--

Roy don't fight. You know that.

[siren blaring]

Listen to that.

Yeah.

Must be a fire or somethin'.

[Roy groaning]

John, John.

I pray to god that doctor gets here quick.

[yawning]

Did you ever see such hard flab?

Ain't I deserving to have somethin' to go right.

Why did it all go wrong?

Sweet mother of God, why did it all go wrong?

Shut up.

You want to complain? Go, put your head in the toilet.

Travis, you want Finian to call you a doctor?

You worry me gettin' whiter all the time like that.

Give me a drink. That'd hurry my tan.

Pour Travis a drink, Finian. Christ will save you.

Yeah. Well, who's gonna' save me the 50 grand I'm out?

Jesus Christ! Why I get caught up in these messes?

[phone ringing]

Maybe that's the Lord callin' you out, Finnie.

Yeah. Probably collect.

'Hello. Yeah. '

'It's John. Yeah.'

He wants to talk to you, Travis.

Yeah, go ahead. Yeah, I'm okay.

'Who the hell you wanna talk to?'

Alright.

Lord, it's for you.

Lord here.

[siren ringing]

Looks like box springs and stained sheets tonight, man.

My business is here.

Stay loose.

Well, cops are starting to twist arm.

Bustin' folks who don't show.

They're lookin' for anybody and everybody.

John, they just got.

[guitar music]

[indistinct chatter]

They got me down here on a false charge.

- You know what happened to me? - Hey, you wanna listen to me?

Hey, you better listen, I mean what you gonna do about this?

Get your ass off my paper.

I ain't moving till you take down my complaint.

- Look, I wanna see the captain. - Man, we'll call you.

Rustlin' me outta my bed, embarrassing me in front of my..

What are you gonna do about my bus?

We'll call you when we're ready.

I ain't like one of them hustlers

you know, who got someone every hour. I'm particular.

- Vivian. - Hey, you, you.

You, cool it. I'll be with you in a minute.

Hey, hey that's not you, Captain..

- I said cool it. - Now, where's my-my bus?

Get your ass in there and shut up.

Vivian, the sooner you settle it down and answer a few questions

the sooner you can get it out in the streets again.

Now, all I wanna know from you is

you seen this man?

All I ever see is the ceilin', baby.

Now, you sure you haven't seen this man?

You got a picture of him from his waist down?

No. I ain't never seen him.

Now, you through?

Yeah, yeah, and the only reason I'm being generous to you

and lettin' your ass sit on my desk is

I might wanna use your services someday.

Over my dead body.

I might like it that way.

Now, out. Out!

Maybe we're barkin' up the wrong tree, lieutenant

Nah. This job has got his name written all over.

'Obalese Eaton.'

Have you ever seen this man at any time in the last 10 days?

I don't think I've ever seen him before.

You don't think? Take a good look.

'Did you or didn't you?'

- No. - 'No, what?'

No, I don't think I've ever seen him before.

[Bill] Boys, you got to understand.

I've got a name in the community.

And that's why these men came to me with this offer.

And another thing I want you to understand.

I don't be fooling around with no stolen goods.

[male #1] I'm sure, but what makes you think it's a legitimate offer?

[Bill] Well, judging from the way they sounded on the telephone

based on my own experience

I'd definitely say that the offer was real.

But you see, it's up to you fellas.

Well..

...what am I supposed to tell 'em when they call back?

[male #2] I'm not excited about it, Bray. We're making it easy for them.

There's always a possibility the police department

will come up with something.

Maybe they'll take less than 25 percent.

[Bill laughing]

[coughing]

I think we just soon flush it down the toilet

than haggle with you.

- On principle, I'm against it. - Who knew?

Three million dollars is a lot of money to lose

on some measly principle.

And besides, you all know you can buy a principle

pretty cheap nowadays.

Thank you, Mr. Mercer.

This isn't something we can decide for ourselves.

We'll have to consult others in the firm.

Well, I could appreciate and understand your position.

Oh, by the way just consider me like

well, the Lone Ranger in this kinda deal. Kemosabe.

[laughing]

You maybe a sharp ass businessman

but you sure ain't no pool shot, honey.

If you play fair and have your feet on the floor, I'd win.

Funny man. Funny man.

There's a couple of cops out here to see you, Mr. Mercer.

If the flatfeet ain't got no warrant, throw 'em out.

You into anything, Bill?

Barry, tell 'em I'll be right there.

'Oh, but, honey we were having so much fun.'

You can see 'em later.

Oh, bastard.

- Mr. Mercer? - Yeah?

I'm Lt. Holster. This is officer Matten.

What's your problem, boys?

- Do you know a Tinker James? - Yeah.

When was the last time you saw him?

- 'Oh, yesterday sometime.' - Yesterday?

'Yesterday afternoon. Is he in some kinda trouble?'

'Not anymore, he isn't.'

'We fished his body out of the ocean this morning.'

Jesus! Well, I didn't know he could swim.

Not pumped through like a sieve, he can't.

- We found this on his body. - What is it?

It's a list of names on your business stationary.

- Know any of 'em? - Oh, just a bunch of deadbeat.

Tinker was collecting some debts from me. That's all.

- Was he using muscle? - Why's that my business?

If he was, I ain't got nothin' to do with it.

I see. When did you say you saw him last?

I told you. Yesterday afternoon.

The coroner puts his death at 1 or 2 this morning

after the Von Keep job.

We figure there might be some connection.

One was shot. There was blood on the floor.

'Maybe it was Tinker's. Maybe he died in the getaway car.'

'And they tossed his body in the ocean.'

Lieutenant, Tinker was nickels and dimes.

If you ask me, I think it was some heavy white dudes.

One more thing, Mr. Mercer.

Just for the record, where were you last night?.

- I could, but I'd rather not. - I rather you would.

Well, I'm nearly 60, but I'm living much younger than that.

- 'You understand?' - Go on.

[Bill] 'Well, uh, I was out with a young lady last night.'

[Holster] 'Uh-huh.'

Well, her name is Lark Williams.

- 'Uh-huh.' - And she lives at the beach.

Now, I got there by 11:30.

And I stayed a little longer than I planned.

- Uh, you understand. Don't you? - Yes, sir. We understand.

Thank you, sir.

Hello, Lark. No, maybe tomorrow.

Now listen to me very carefully, baby.

You might get a knock from the police.

Quiet down. Quiet down.

No, I ain't in no kinda trouble.

But if they ask you about last night

you tell them that I spent most of the night with you.

What? There is?

Oh, well, it's, uh, just 'em sauce on the rug

and you clean it up real good, huh?

[tires screeching]

I hate driving this big bat, huh?

[honking]

[siren blaring]

[tires screeching]

[siren blaring]

[Lord] 'Pull over nice.'

Remember. They all think we look alike. So act like it.

[siren blaring]

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Let me see your driver's license?

You know you went through a stop sign back there?

Yes, sir.

[indistinct chatter on radio]

Run a make..

[tires screeching]

[glass shattering]

Who's left?

You talked to nearly all the sickles in town.

You've been gettin' thousands of phone calls

from all over the state.

Man, this Lord Jones, sure gets around.

Look, I am a citizen.

Now, why can't I see the captain?

Man, you're still here.

I am responsible for a $4200 conveyance.

Now, you wouldn't understand about that, huh?

Look, man, you can't have people goin' around stealin' 42 grand.

That's what them buses cost. And I am responsible.

That's what this is all about?

I mean, knockin' me in my head, stealin' my bus--

Now, you just go sit there and I'll take the report.

[instrumental music]

[panting]

[bell buzzing]

Ah. Why can't this happen to me at home?

[snapping fingers]

Uh, excuse me, honey. I gotta go get some more oil.

Shh. Don't start panicking. Just listen.

Get rid of him and I'll be in the shower room.

- I've scared for you-- - Just get rid of him.

[water gurgling]

You plan and you plan, you don't cut corners

and they don't matter.

'I'd had done better drawing straws.'

Fuck, man. It can't be dumb luck.

[sighing] Tackle the Rent-A-Cop. The dumb shell dumps the deacon.

'Geronimo and Tinker, smashing into squad cars and..'

Oh, Travis, baby. I was so worried about you.

Cops been running down everybody.

- Oh, Travis, you're hurt. - Forget it.

We need to hide here.

But cops been askin' everybody 'bout him.

They want him bad.

Forget him.

Can we stay here 'til tomorrow night?

What is wrong with you, Travis?

What you got against stayin' alive?

I can't stand pain and you give me one in the ass.

Now can we stay here? Yes or no?

Yeah, Travis. We close tomorrow.

Alright. Uh, like what happened?

Uh, she confirmed what Mercer said.

That he was with her from 11:30 to 3:00.

Yeah. Did you believe it?

I don't know.

Mercer doesn't have enough stamina

to stay with her more than half an hour.

I didn't send you over there to determine Mercer's virility.

'Was she telling you the truth?'

I guess so. If he wasn't, he's crazy.

Jeez, an old nigger like that.

You know, I can tolerate a little masturbation.

I can even tolerate some sodomy. Let him cavort with a cow.

But an old man like that with a nice, pretty young girl.

That's too much.

That's too much like incest.

'You know, she could be his daughter for all I know.'

I gotta guy out here, I think you oughta listen to.

- About what? - The Von keep business.

Alright. Alright, bring him in.

Holster, that's all. I'll see you later.

Yeah.

Oh, and Holster, you watch out for that, that...pervert.

Sit down.

'Alright, what do you got to tell us?'

Now, not everybody wants to listen, huh.

I mean, I've been sittin' here for eight goddamn hours

waitin' for ears to listen

Okay.

Now, I'm Charles Waynewright Washington.

I mean, Charles Washington Waynewright.

You see, I've told you I was in this place too long.

Now, I'm a bus driver, you see. My number is 6362RTD.

- Now, I-- - Charlie.

Tell him about the man on the bus.

Alright. What did they look like?

I'm tied up lying in the back of the bus.

I mean, they got me scrunched up against the wall.

Alright, alright. Tell him what you heard, Charlie?

The point is, I am a city employee.

I've got responsibility.

'Now, look, they didn't take nothin'

'but they used up some little gas'

'they made a little dent on the left side.'

I mean, that bus costs forty-two thousand dollars!

I mean, that's city property. That's city money.

You know, you oughta do somethin' about those guys

and find them and put them away.

They're just regular nuts.

Just tell the captain what you heard, Charlie.

Now you wanna know what did they say? Nothin'.

Then I hear one of them say, "Don't call me The Lord.

Call me Dicky baby."

Nuts. Regular nuts.

They used the bus for a getaway?

'What else? What other names did you hear?

Uh. There was a Wallace. Then there was a-a Georgie baby.

Then they mentioned a guy named...Finian.

Finian. Finian, Finian, Finian..

That's the name of the book over Nose division.

Right, sir.

Hello? Hello, look..

Hello? Connection..

Hello, Nose?

Nose, call me back. This connection's lousy.

Right.

Hello, hello, get me someone there run down

everybody's first and last names

that sounds like Wallace, Dicky, Georgie.

Right away. Yeah

[phone buzzing]

Hello, Nose? Nose?

Listen, you lean on your boy Finian

and find out about Sidney Lord Jones.

And his Von keep business. You hear me? Right away.

And you better not come back empty handed

or you'll be sweepin' here for the rest of your life.

We got a positive ID on Lord Jones in the Broadway area.

He's got Travis Battle with him. Battle backed into a squad car.

'and busted that pretty good.'

[laughing] Oh, he's bustin' loose all around us.

Hey, listen, surround that area. The whole thing.

[whispering] Only quiet. Real quiet, mate.

Hey, what about me, huh?

You, you? Get outta here. Get him outta here.

Well, what about my..

They kidnapped my--

We are, we're so..

Listen, we crack this one

maybe we get a promotion?

We can be mayors.

Who knows?

Travis, I don't know nothin' about this.

You better get a doctor.

You haven't slept all night.

Just pack me up tight.

Here.

Here's a grand. Go, get me a car. Okay.

[coughing]

Well, we're the last ones.

I don't know what you're sayin' about luck and not hiding.

Yeah. We will get out. L.A. is too big a town.

Yeah. I'm gonna be headed to Chicago. Do you wanna come?

L.A., Chicago, Detroit, is just another place to die.

I'm going where whitey ain't paved all the roads yet.

Listen, man, I, uh, I hate to ask you, you know.

I haven't given you a deal

but I need some dollars.

I've only few hundreds left--

- Sure. - Say, two grands.

You take a piece of glitters, huh?

Here, say somethin' like this. Hmmm

[chuckling] It's worth it.

Keep them.

Oh, come on. Take it.

Sit down for a couple of years and cool off.

I need my gun. Tryin' to battle Mrs. Harris can be trouble.

'Still thinkin' like a poor boy, huh?'

Alright, man. Where you gonna be?

Forget it.

You know better. I hope that you'd stay in this town.

'Bein' black and no protection against..'

[chuckling]

Remember..

...you're a winner until you get caught.

[dramatic music]

- You're free? - Yeah. Get in.

Well, where to?

Drive me North, up the coast to San Luis Obispo.

Hey, that's a lot of miles. This ain't no joke.

I gotta a television show to do up there.

You know, I thought I recognized you.

Freeway is faster.

'Take the coast that way.'

Oh, you just like waves, huh?

'You ain't gonna see them in the dark.'

I like the dark. Got plenty of time.

Finian!

I swear to God, I had nothing to do with that business.

And you know I'm a religious man.

O-oh! Finian, Finian, Finian, Finian!

Sucker, you got about as much religion in you

as a dollar-come-by.

'Finian, why don't you tell me about it?'

Sure, you saw Lord Jones here.

I didn't see anybody here. I didn't see nothin'.

Then why connect me with Von Keep?

Simple. Captain knows somethin' about you.

'And I'm down here to find out what.'

Finian, Finian, do you think I get jollies

by tearin' this place up like this, huh?

Please, believe. He just comin' here to buy a suit.

That's all.

You wear our clothes too. Don't you?

Well, he's just wears it, too.

[indistinct]

I'm your friend. Don't you..

Mm-hmm. I don't remember nothin'.

Now, Finian..

Finian!

Finian, why don't you do yourself a favor.

I'll make a deal with you.

You turn states..

...tell me all about it, and what I'll do is

I-I'll make sure, I'll make absolutely sure

that you won't get more than a year. Two, at the most.

Hmm? Huh?

Jesus! Ah, that hurt.

[crying] Give me a chance, will you?

Tell them you couldn't find anything. Yeah, that's it.

I-I'm out of town.

But you're here, here.

Finian, the captain is out for blood. Hmm?

And you know damn well it ain't gonna matter.

Jesus! Don't harass me.

[indistinct]

You better watch out.

Finian, I bet you would narrow me, would you?

That's right.

But I'll tell, tell, I'll tell about all

that you've been gettin' out of me.

I wish you hadn't said that, Finian.

'Cause now you have pissed me off.

Oh! Jesus! You crazy!

What's wrong..

[panting]

[Finian screaming]

Sucker..

[indistinct]

Huh, up until now.

But now, I'm going to be a good cop.

'Cause if I let you go, I'll be a bad cop.

[Finian groaning]

You just aren't happy. I will expect you make me work on it.

[panting] Look, I'm sorry. I'm your friend.

Don't move.

Dammit, don't make me..

That'll kill me. Don't make me.

[train horn blaring]

[coughing]

[siren blaring]

Hurry, take the back.

You're up here with me.

[humming]

Hey, turn around real slow.

- Where's Roy Harris? - He's in there.

Hey, what's the problem here?

He's wanted for robbery.

That can't be. Harris is dead.

How'd he die?

He had an illness.

- How was he taken by? - He got shot.

That Von Keep robbery.

No. Street fightin'.

'His thing was breakin' up street fights.'

- Street fight, huh? - Yes.

Bishop's comin' tomorrow. It's in the papers.

The mayor is comin'.

Even the Police Commissioner will be here to honor him.

The Police Commissioner?

[instrumental music]

[door opens]

I got to see a doctor right away.

Have a seat, please, and fill up this form.

An accident. My husband has had an accident.

He's fainted, and he's in the car, and he's bleedin'.

You oughta go to a hospital.

Dr. Fields is a gynecologist.

Ma'am, hold it. Ma'am, you can't.

'He's got a patient.'

Will this be alright?

'Oh, what is this?'

My-my husband's had an accident.

He's hurt and he's bleeding and he's fainted.

And he's in the car.

Excuse me, please. I'm sorry.

Let me see what this is all about.

[engine revving]

[groaning]

[coughing]

Sit down here.

Lie back.

He's been hemorrhaging. He's lost a lot of blood.

Hold this. Hold it. Thank you.

Um, I've got to get some more bandages.

Now hold that bottle up high.

Hello, sheriff?

This is Dr. Fields.

Fields.

Some colored woman has just brought

her husband into my office.

He's got a bad wound. Looks like a gun shot.

Hang up.

Out.

Get him up. I want him in the car.

He's lost lot of blood. He should be in a hospital.

You should've been callin' a hospital

when you was callin' the damn cops?

'Hey, you. Get that bottle.'

But that's wrapped.

'Come on.'

Now help him. Come on, help him.

[instrumental music]

[chuckling]

That's good.

- 'This one?' - Yeah.

You see, honey.

Five minutes of this treatment and all your troubles disappear.

Ten minutes and your fingers will be

just like another erogenous zone.

Did that mean that we'll be making love in half hour?

Cheeky, honey. You're so over sex.

Look, your fingers has goosebumps on 'em.

No.

[doorbell ringing]

Who could that be? It's late already.

Edna, wait, wait. Now, wait a minute.

- Do you love me? - Of course, silly.

I wouldn't be massaging your fingers if I didn't.

Why do you love me?

Damn it, because you're nice and do favors.

[instrumental music]

[doorbell ringing]

God, it's late boys.

- 'Never too late for business.' - 'Can we come in?'

- Uh, no. - 'Yeah.'

Hands on the table. Feet apart.

- What the hell is this? - You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent, Mercer.

Anything you say maybe taken down

and used against you as evidence.

- I've heard that on TV before. - Inside.

Now, what the hell is this all about?

You are charged of complacently, robbery and murder.

Find the girl.

And come on, let me tell you something, lieutenant.

My lawyers are fanatic about suin' for false arrest.

If you think you're gonna make those charges tick

you better get yourself a good crooked judge

and a rigged jury.

How about a nice honest confession?

Your friend, Finian, had a lot to say.

Here.

Why don't you read it?

[woman crying]

'Hey, come on out of there.'

'Come on out of there.'

I'm not gonna tell you again.

Lieutenant, she's locked herself.

What am I supposed to do?

Just get her out of there.

Uh, should I use the gas bomb in there, lieutenant?

I hope it don't kill her.

I got nothin'.

Shh, now, come on.

It's alright, it's alright now.

It's alright.

It's alright, baby.

Old Finian sure knows how to make things read

mighty religious, don't he?

Cheeky, baby. What kind of trouble we in?

Real trouble.

Mercer wasn't with you that Monday night, was he?

Tell him the truth, baby. Go ahead.

- No. - Did he tell you what to say?

No, not all of it.

I made up some of it myself.

Officer here is gonna take a new statement.

You better be sure you give him the whole truth this time.

Another few minutes and your fingers

would have felt real good, cheeky baby.

I know, baby. I know.

Oh, lieutenant, do you mind if I go to my study

'to call my wife.'

I mean, I ain't goin' no place else.

Yeah, go ahead.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Lieutenant, I have a gun and if you don't let me go

I'm gonna start drilling this place with holes.

And maybe you..

...or maybe the girl.

[gunshots]

There's a note, lieutenant.

Gun wasn't even loaded. What a dumb thing to do.

He wouldn't have got more than two or three years.

"Please don't tell my wife about the empty gun, she'll laugh.

Lemme go grand."

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

Where are you going with that?

Well, I thought you'd feel better if I put it in the trunk.

Go on now.

[Sidney] 'Isn't it early in the week for football game?

'Yeah, they've been making that racket for two days now.'

They're having Miss Black Venture County or..

...some contest here tonight.

Man, you oughta see the broads in that place.

Well, Joey..

Thank you.

I gotta hit to John, I'm takin' a rest off here.

Wait, don't you think we oughta be gettin' on?

I've been hackin' it all night long

I can't spend on it forever, give me a break.

[music continues]

Sure we are gettin' you on that one.

Alright, give me the cue, okay, Miguel?

From Del Mar Junior College, Miss Debbie Jigson.

[whistles]

You're on roller skates, baby.

That's it, okay! Come on!

From Santa Paula, Miss Odada Jasmerry.

Odada Jasmerry, that right, dear? Okay, come on.

Hold it just there, what is this, bum bum bum?

We ain't going no strip here.

And you ain't Tina Turner neither.

- Humph. - Oh, girls, look.

You and I are no different

'but as far as tonight's audience gotta know'

you as virgin as my ass is black, dig it?

Now, shake it a little less

'and squeeze it together a little more.'

Finian?

- We're gonna burry your head. - Get off!

You hear me? You hear me?

[Lt. Carl] 'We expect to capture their leader and recover'

'the stolen jewels momentarily.'

Get that up to P.R. and tell him to fix it.

Mention my name.

About time this department got some good publicity.

Lt. Knowles is here to see you, sir.

Well, send him in.

Oh, god damn it, Knowles, what am I gonna do with you?

'The commissioner wants a black officer at the business'

and you get it.

Then you go into business with a Jesus freak bookmaker.

Oh, Jesus, Knowles.

Tell you, you got me over the barrel in a whole new way.

Oh-ho, you got it all wrong, captain.

Oh, I got you dead to rights, Knowles.

- Finian fingered you. - Oh, you've been had, captain.

Finian's a confessed criminal.

His testimony don't mean a damn thing.

'And you're a crook, Knowles.'

And I'm gonna get the grand jury to indict ya.

- 'You really think so?' - Uh-huh.

After all I did, umm, break the Barren keep case.

And I am the token black officer in the division.

All that looks good on paper, of course credit goes to you too

''cause like I was tellin' them on television this morning--'

- You were on television? - 'Oh, didn't you, yes, sir.'

- And you mentioned my name? - I really did.

- I told 'em all about you. - Oh, God.

♪ We're almost home, oh, baby ♪

♪ We're almost home

♪ Gee it's been on stop

♪ And the heart struck in a big city ♪

♪ And I leave behind

♪ Memories of my..

♪ But together we're going to make it ♪

♪ Lot of trouble we sure can take it ♪

♪ When we're almost home ♪

Where am I?

You're almost home, baby.

Just a few more miles to go.

You're gonna be alright.

Sidney Lord wouldn't let me downstairs

unless I took his little present.

He's funny.

You think I should've taken it.

Baby, we're gonna be rich and live forever.

[contestants giggling]

'Girls, we move around the winner, okay?'

Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Black Ventura County.

Stop it! Hold it! Take it back.

Told ya a dozen times.

We got a celebrity here, gonna present a prize.

We're gonna have hundreds of people looking at ya.

So, let's not screw it up.

Okay, girls, back in your places.

[indistinct chattering]

Alright, give it, okay, Miguel?

'Damn.'

'Bullshit.'

[indistinct]

Hey, hey, hold it a minute.

Yeah.

Hey, you recognized me, huh?

Oh, man, saw me on the TV last night, huh.

You know what, I gettin' to be more

and more brothers on TV nowadays, yeah.

Well, I'm-I'm becoming so well known

I almost had my clothes torn off me the other week.

I could've used you fellas.

Hey, I might be able to use you tonight, yeah.

It might be fun helping me out there

when I choose a winner tonight.

You know, yeah, yeah, hey..

...you give this to the doorman

he's the cheapest bribe I know.

He'll get you good seeds.

Yeah.

And umm...after the show

come by, you see, and I will introduce you

to one hell of a girl, yeah.

Hey, wave-wave to Sherley.

Hey, Shirley! Hey, Shirley!

- 'Hey, Shirley.' - Hi, Shirley, hi.

Yup, listen, fellas, I got to go, now, yup.

But come by tonight after the show.

- Okay, sure. - Yeah, right, right.

Hey, keep on boogie, yeah.

- Yeah, right. - Yeah.

- Hey, hi. - Hi.

[instrumental music]

[Solomon Burke singing "Get Up And Do Something For Yourself"]

♪ You gotta get up and do something for yourself ♪

♪ For yourself

♪ You gotta get up and do something for yourself ♪

♪ For yourself

♪ Well, you can't depend on anybody else ♪

♪ If you want it done you got to do it yourself ♪

♪ You gotta get up and do something for yourself ♪

♪ For yourself

♪ Oh, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it ♪♪

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