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Not getting hustled *

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[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Chello?

Dy-no-mite Greeting Card
Company.

J.J. Evans,
resident president speaking.

Yeah, we're the company

that makes
the black greeting cards.

Yeah, you want a dozen
Washington birthday cards?

Is that George or Booker T.?

Okay, you'll have them tomorrow.
Bye.

Well, Damon, we just got
another order.

Hey, that's
great, J.J.

Man, we're really
cooking, huh?

J.J., you should have been
at your rib delivery job

a long time ago.

You want a lift?

I'm going to show our line
to Sid's Discount Stores.

No, I've got a rendezvous

with a couple
of our crack writers.

Then I'll
check you later.

Hey, look here, crack writer.

Michael, how you coming along
with that black sympathy card?

Everything's
coming along great, J.J.

On the outside,
the card's gonna say...

[CLEARS THROAT]

"Expressing our sympathy
on the loss of your Cadillac."

And on the inside,
it's gonna go like this--

"Hot dog, you had a hog,

"your fortunes
were really blessed.

"We just hope
that you can cope

since it's just been
repossessed."

A couple more like that,
Michael,

and I'll be able to
quickly repay the money I got

to get this business going.

Thelma, how are you coming along

with that
St. Patrick's Day card?

Oh, I only wrote
one little verse.

Well, let's hear it,
my little leprechaun.

Well, um...

"Hello, St. Patrick,
a big welcome back.

It's a good thing you're Irish
instead of black."

Wait, now...

"Because people would stare
wherever you'd go

and say, 'Who's the dude
with the green Afro?'"

[CLEARS THROAT]

Thelma, forget
St. Patrick's Day.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Mm-mm-mm. Mm.

Chello?

Dy-no-mite Greeting Card
Company.

J.J. Evans,
resident president speaking.

Oh, hello, Mr. Jason.

Oh, yeah.

I know I'm more
than an hour late,

but I'm on my way.

Yeah, you say
you're up to your what

in orders of ribs to go?

Well, why don't you

get Ferguson's Funeral Home
to deliver them?

Yeah, they're
used to delivering cold ribs.

Just jiving.

Just jiving.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Okay, bye.

Well, I've got to keep on
keeping on, y'all.

Get off to work here.

THELMA:
Okay.

MICHAEL:
All right, J.J.

Find out
what's happening.

Well...

Whoo, looky, looky,
at this little brown cookie.

I'm looking
for Mr. James Evans, Jr.

Well, look no further.

I am James Evans, Jr.,

known far and wide
as "the beige rage."

Karen Casey.
I'm an accountant.

The Minority Business Office
asked me to come over

and help you set up your books.

Oh, yeah, we've been
expecting you,

but when they said
an accountant,

I thought you'd be
a bald-headed,

shriveled-up old man
with glasses.

Well, Damon, you go
to your accountant,

and I will go
to mine.

The Dy-no-mite
Greeting Card Company

has three partners,
Miss Casey.

I'm Damon Stevenson,
the super printer,

Curtis Gordon
is our super salesman,

and the artwork
is handled by J.J.,

the super weird.

Enough of the
small chitchat.

Why don't me and you

go down here
with the books

and discuss the, uh...

figures.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Preferably, we can, uh...

start with yours.

No, Mr. Evans,

you just give me
the books,

and I'll do it all
myself.

Well, our ledger
and financial data

is right there.

Thank you, Mr. Evans.

Uh-huh.

[CHUCKLING]

Well, it's time for me
to get to the job

that pays the rent around here.

I'll talk to y'all later on.

MICHAEL & THELMA:
See you later, J.J.

Ooh, kids, I'm so glad
you're all here.

I want to read to you
the Mother's Day card I wrote.

Oh, but Ma,
I'm late for work.

Oh, but this will
only take a minute,

and it's gonna sell millions,
it's so original.

On the outside it says,
"Happy Mother's Day, Mom."

Oh, that's original.

[CHUCKLES]

And then
you open it up,

and it says,

"To a dear, sweet,
wonderful mother,

"who nursed me
and burped me

when I was a baby..."

That's great, Ma.

"Who, as my first
birthday passed,

kept me dry and
fondled me with love..."

Oh, Ma.

"Who, after I was 2,

"patiently taught me
to talk, walk,

and feed myself."

Oh, Ma.

"And who, when I reached
the tender age of 3--"

Uh, Ma, hold it.

Hold it.

But I'm not finished.

Uh, Ma,
that makes Roots

sound like
a "Bicentennial Minute."

I guess
it is a little long.

Ma, don't worry.
The thought is there.

Thank you.

Yeah, we can
always edit it.

Yeah, Ma, you gotta
poe-cize it.

Get it down to something
like this.

"As a child,

"I was glad I had
a mother like you,

"who saw me through

"all the changes
I put her through,

"but as I'm older,
I'm luckier still

"that when
you were younger,

they didn't have
the pill."

That's not what I was thinking.

Well, Ma, we'll talk
about that later.

I gotta
get off to work.

Hi.
Bye.

Hold it, hold it.

The boutique girls want 42 more
"Goodbye, Tacky Turkey" cards.

That's wonderful.

That's great, Willona.

Ooh, whoever wrote that

is going to have
a nice royalty.

I certainly will.

Okay, how does
your card go again?

On the outside it says,
"Goodbye."

On the inside it says,

"You told me that I was
the only woman in your life,

"then I found out
you had a wife.

"Now, I didn't yell
or do none of that mess.

I just gave a mugger
your name and address."

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Chello? J.J.--

Oh, hello there, Mr. Jason.

Yeah. Well, I know I'm--
I'm not at the rib joint.

Well, I'm not there
because, uh...

I'm here.

but I'm on my way.

I'm on my-- What?

Hand in my cow?

Oh, but wait a minute.

I'm fired?

But wait a minute, I didn't--

Hello?

How do you like that?

I just got canned.

Oh, J.J., I'm sorry
to hear that.

Oh, J.J.,
that's terrible.

Well, come on, son,
don't worry about it.

You'll more
than make up for it

with these
greeting cards.

No, Ma.

We can't afford
to take any money

out of the business yet.

The family
needed that job.

We'll manage.

Now, this is the first
chance you've had

to make good money
with your art.

This isn't just a hustle
or a pipe dream.

It's something
you can be...proud of.

Yeah, I guess
you're right, Ma.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, I'll have
plenty of time

to work at it now.

Thanks, Ma.

Hello, everybody.

Look who's here.

The soul version
of the Goodyear Blimp.

What do you want, Bookman?

I just thought I'd drop by

to throw the kid
some business, Mrs. Evans.

What did you have in mind
for cards, Bookman?

"Sorry to hear about your fat?"

Very amusing.

You know, I felt I was
losing touch with my tenants.

So I decided to close
the humanity gap.

Honey, you could
close the gap

in the Grand Canyon

by sitting on it.

That's a cold shot,
Miss Woods.

I'm hip, hippo.

However, I had in mind

a card printed
with this warm sentiment.

"It's from me to you,

"and it's fact,
not fiction,

my very best wishes
for a happy eviction."

Look, J.J., give me
a break on this, man.

We're old friends,
you know?

Hey, Bookman, man,

isn't that your car down there
they're towing away?

I ain't got no car.

Well, it must be my mistake.

It must be Mrs. Bookman
they're towing away.

I've gotta go to work,

and if I hurry,

I can hitch a ride
on Mrs. Bookman.

Yeah, Ma,
I have to leave too.

I'm going to the library
to do some research

on black holidays.
Okay.

Yeah, and I gotta
go cook dinner.

All right.
You're cooking?

I better do some research
on food poisoning, then.

Mr. Evans...

Yes, my sweet?

Mr. Evans,
have you given me

all of your assets?

Uh, what you see
is what I got.

Uh, excuse me.

Excuse me, is this the, um...

Dy-no-mite Greeting Card
Company?

Yeah, that's us. Uh,
what can we do for you?

I'm Robert Lawrence

out of Woodruff, Clay,
and Jacoby.

Oh, I'm James Evans, Jr.,

out of poverty, hunger,
and pain.

Uh...

We're an advertising agency,
Mr. Evans.

We offer free consultation
to minority businesses

to help them compete
in the marketplace.

Oh, that's great.

Over there is my partner,
Damon Stevenson.

How you doing?

And this here's my mother,
Florida Evans.

How do you do?
Mrs. Evans.

Now, then,
when we gonna get on

with doing them TV commercials?

[CHUCKLES]

Well, I doubt that this business

is quite ready
for TV commercials.

But of course
they're ready.

We've even got
a slogan.

"For a message with soul
that says it right,

"send a card from...

Dy-no-mite."

Well, uh, I'm afraid
there's more to TV advertising

than slogans.

Uh, here.

If you'll just fill out
this marketing questionnaire,

it'll help us determine
your advertising needs.

I'll pick it up
in a couple of days.

In the meanwhile,

may I take a few of your cards
back to the agency?

Yeah, sure.

Uh, as we say in
the advertising business,

we'll run it
up the flagpole

and see
if anybody salutes.

Well, as we say

in our advertising
business,

let's feed it to the duck
and see if it quacks.

You say that?

[CHUCKLES]

See you in a couple of days.

Uh, Ma, how you coming along
with that Mother's Day card?

Oh, I was just
working on it.

See how this sounds.

"I could take you
to a movie,

"I could take you to a drama,

"but I'd rather take this time
to say,

'Hello there, Mama.'"

Well, Ma, you're
a regular Gwendolyn Brooks.

Oh, thank you.

Good afternoon,
everybody.

Damon. J.J.

Hey, Carl.

Hi, there, Carl.

Florida.

Mm.

Well, now,

being an investor
in this concern,

I thought I'd stop by
to see how my money is doing.

It's doing great, Carl,
just great.

I mean, business
is a little slow now,

but, you know,
we be picking up, picking up.

That's right, J.J.
Give it time.

J.J., Damon, hey, everybody,
we're gonna be rich.

I just made the biggest sale

since the Indians
sold Manhattan.

Don't tell me
you sold our company

for some jive beads.

No, fool.

I just left the buyers
at Sid's Discount Stores,

and he wants our cards.

Not just for the ghetto stores,

not just
for their Chicago stores,

but for all the stores
in Illinois!

Whoa! Look out!

And here is his order
for 10,000 greeting cards.

Ooh, 10,000.

Look out, brother!

J.J.!

You did it.

Excuse me.

Excuse me, uh,

but as your accountant,
I'd better tell you...

you have to buy
a lot of paper and ink

to print up 10,000 cards.

So we'll buy it.

It means you'll have to spend
at least $2000.

So we'll spend it.

Not when all you have
in the bank is $68.13.

So we'll lose
the business.

68 dollars
and 13 cents?

J.J.?

What are you
gonna do?

Hey, we still got time
to figure something out.

I mean, the contract says

we don't have to deliver
for 30 days.

Uh, J.J., why don't you
do like I did?

Go to a bank.

I went to a bank once
and got a loan.

I admit it's tough,

but it's
not impossible.

Carl is right, J.J.

Well, okay, but suppose
I go to the bank,

try to get a loan,
and they don't give it to me?

There's always the S.B.A.,

the Small Business
Administration.

It lends money
to small businesses.

Well, I know one thing
for sure.

If we don't get the money
from the S.B.A.,

and we don't get
the money from the bank,

we'll get
one thing for sure.

What's that, son?

It's from Bookman to us.

"And it's a fact,
not fiction.

My very best wishes
for a happy eviction."

I don't know why
we're here at the S.B.A.

We don't stand
much better chance

than we did
at the banks.

J.J., I know
it sounds silly

to say "cheer up"

after you've been
turned down by four banks.

But what the hell?
Cheer up.

It's supposed to be
an equal opportunity lender.

The only opportunity
a brother has

walking out of a bank
with any money

is if he walks in
wearing a ski mask.

That's a lot of bull.

I got money
from the bank.

I didn't wear
a ski mask.

I wore a suit,
a shirt, and a tie.

Well, you would have
left with more money

if you had worn a suit,
a tie, and a ski mask.

J.J., that's
the wrong attitude.

That's
the right att-o-tude.

Well, I'll
tell you what,

you keep your "att-o-tude"
to yourself,

and while we are here,
I'll do the talking.

Oh, but Carl...

No buts.

I'm the one with the cash
in this business,

and I don't aim
to lose it,

so keep your mouth shut.

I'll be as quiet
as a little mousy.

Shh.

Gentlemen.

I'm sorry
to keep you waiting,

but waiting is part of the game.

I'm J.J. Evans, the Dy-no-mite
Greeting Card Company President.

[LOUDLY]
Now, I'm here--

J.J.!

To introduce my, uh,
financial consultant,

Carl Dixon.

How do you do?

I'm Irma Austin.

Sit down.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Now, Miss Austin--

That's "Ms."

Ms. Austin,
we are here to see--

To see about some money,
some dinero,some yen,

some moola, mama.

J.J.!

We... We are here to see
about getting a loan.

Well, in order to qualify
for an S.B.A. loan,

you must be turned down
by at least two banks.

Four would be better.

Uh, well,
we qualify perfectly.

We've been turned down
more times

than a training bra
on Charlie's Angels.

J.J.!

Well...

since 91 percent
of all new businesses fold

within the first five years,

the banks have gotten
a little cautious.

Cautious?

J.J...

J.J., remember
the little mousy.

How much of a loan
do you need, Mr. Dixon?

Two thousand dollars.

You see, we got a big order
for greeting cards,

but we don't have the raw stock
to fill it.

Do you have any collateral?

A-A building, equipment,
a small child?

That's just my little joke,
you know?

[CHUCKLES]

Your little joke.

Well, we do have
a printing press--

Yeah, it's
in great condition,

thanks
to the po-lice.

The po-lice?

J.J.!

Uh, yeah, you see,

it was seized
in a numbers raid.

Two brothers tried
to flush it down a toilet,

but what happened was

when they got it
down there,

it got a little heavy
for the machine--

J.J.! J.J.!

Will you
please be quiet?

Now, here is our balance sheet.

Oh.

Uh, profit and loss statement.

Uh-huh.

And other pertinent papers.

I see.

Well, now, uh...

Oh, dear.

You haven't been
in business very long.

You don't have very much cash
in the bank.

Oh, it's going to be tough.

But I think

that due to the nature
of the loan,

and the, uh...

and the amount,
it can be approved.

You-- You mean we've--

we've got the loan?

Oh, I'll recommend it, yes.

When do we get...

get the check?

Well...

Well, it takes
at least 30 working days

to process the loan,

and then after that,
about 60 more days.

That's 90 days.

We can't wait
that long!

J.J...

J.J., J.J., please.

This has to be handled
with delicacy and tact.

[CHUCKLES]

Why the hell do we have to wait
so long to get it?

Because we don't have any funds.

You mean the government
is broke?

No, no,
I don't mean that.

I mean that we've used up
all our allotted funds

for this quarter,

and we won't have
any more funds to loan

until next quarter.

You're joking.

Okaying the loan

and not giving it to us
for three months

is like handing us a life raft
with a hole in it.

Well, Mr. Evans,

why don't you ask
for an extension on your order?

[LAUGHS]

Ninety days is nothing.

Why, sometimes our loans
are held up for six months.

No wonder so many
small businesses sink.

The government
is firing the torpedoes.

Mr. Dixon,
that's the wrong attitude.

Ms. Austin,
that's the right att-o-tude!

Uh, Carl, I think
we better be going here.

Well, if you get that
extension, just remember

your government's
behind you.

Well, I'd rather have 'em
out in front of me

where I can
keep a eye on 'em.

Come on, Carl,
I told you

we should have wore
that ski mask.

[DOOR CLOSES]

It's been an odd day.

Odd.

Hey, J.J.,
are you sure

you want to print
this novelty card Michael wrote?

Which one is it?

Dig this.

"I hope your marriage
turns out all right,

"though you are black,
and he is white.

"A lot of people
might not think it's wise,

but I don't care,
you're two great guys."

The kid's all heart.

Hey, Curtis,
our super salesman.

What's happening?
Hey, man.

Did you sell Sid
on the extension?

No, he wouldn't go for it, J.J.

The order's been canceled.

You're jiving.

No, I wish I was.

Wow, what are we
gonna do now?

Well, guys, what
this boils down to

is I think we should
do an "el foldo."

Do we have to?

Well, we can't get enough dough
to print the big orders,

and the little orders
don't pay the light bills.

So if we sell all
the equipment in here,

we can repay all the money
we borrowed from our friends.

I guess.

I guess
you're right.

Well, Dy-no-mite
Greeting Cards

bites the dust.

J.J., did you
get the extension?

Yeah, we got extended
right out of the business.

Oh, I'm sorry, J.J.,

but even though
it didn't work out,

I'm proud of you.

Why? I let
the whole family down.

No, you didn't.

Now, the important thing
is you tried,

and look
what you learned.

Yeah, I learned
that if you're black,

and you can't get any green,
you wind up in the red.

Hello, Mrs. Evans.

J.J., the guys
at the agency went over that

marketing questionnaire
you filled out

and came up
with some workable ideas.

Yeah, well, unless one of them
includes life after death,

you can forget 'em.

What do you mean?

Our greeting cards are going

to that big post office
in the sky.

You're out of business?

Yeah, things didn't work out.

Oh, that's too bad...

but to tell you the truth, J.J.,

this could be a blessing
in disguise.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, if it is,
the disguise is so good

that it's fooling
everybody.

No, I mean it.

J.J., you remember
those greeting cards

I took back to the agency?

Yeah.

Well, I fed them to the duck,
and the duck quacked.

The creative people loved them.

They thought the artwork
was really something special.

Well, you know, what can I say?

They told me
to offer the artist a job

if he ever became available.

Oh, is this artist
available!

The job title is
"junior art director."

You'd do renderings,
layouts, paste-ups,

what all our art guys do
when they start,

but with your talent,
you'd go up the ladder fast.

J.J., that's wonderful.

I don't know, Ma.

J.J., Mr. Lawrence
is offering you a career.

Now, working with your art
is what you've always wanted,

and it's where you belong.

Take the job, dummy.

But Ma, I can't just

leave my partners
out in the cold.

I mean, we launched
this ship together,

and we're gonna
deep-six it as one.

Forget it, man.

It's you they want.

Yeah, but wait a minute, man.

We're partners.

Together, the three of us.

Hey, a funny thing
happened at Sid's, J.J.

Yeah, I know.
You didn't get the extension.

No, uh, they offered me
a job as a salesman.

Yeah, but you turned it down.

No, J.J., I-I took it.

Well, there's still
me and Damon.

Well, J.J.,

until I can find
a steady printing gig,

I'm gonna take
this part-time job

I just copped.

Part time job?

My cow!

Hey, man, somebody
had to take the gig.

It was open.

Better me
than a stranger.

Anyway, it's time
for me to split.

You know how crazy
Mr. Jason is

about delivering
his ribs on time.

CURTIS:
I've gotta be going too, J.J.

Good luck on your job, man.

All right,
thanks, man.

Take it easy, okay?
See you later.

Okay, later on, bro.

Well, Mr. Lawrence,

looks like you got yourself
a new art director.

Junior art director.

That's today.

Be at my office
at 9:00 a.m. sharp,

in the morning.

Oh, he'll be
there at 8:30.

See you then, J.J.

Goodbye, Mrs. Evans.

Goodbye.

Oh, J.J.,
I'm so happy for you,

and you should be
happy too.

I am, Ma,

and if I were
a greeting card,

I would read,

"The struggling and hassling
have finally passed,

"the cute kid
from the ghetto

has made it at last."

That's the spirit, son.

That's the spirit.

* Mmm *

* Just looking
Out of the window *

* Watching
The asphalt grow *

* Thinking how
It all looks hand-me-down *

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Above water *

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