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'Fuck.'

'I'm gonna get away for a while. Alright?'

Y'all, Gina, I don't know where I'll end up.

But Gina...I know I love you, girl.

You're my boo, no matter what.

But baby, you deserve more

than I can give you right now.

How could you leave me?

Man, we are engaged, Martin.

I love you.

I need you.

I hope you are alright.

'Cause when I find you, I'm gonna snap your neck.

'But Gina, I know I love you, girl.'

'Gina, I know I love you, girl.'

'Damn the rewind button, Gina.'

'I said I love you.'

Okay, Cole. Here, take these.

- Right here. - Alright then.

"Lost boyfriend. Have you seen this man?"

- Hey, Gina. - Mm?

This brother look kinda familiar.

- Yeah. - That's Martin, Cole.

Now, tack those up on every tree you can find, okay?

And don't stop until you get to Arizona.

Now, go, go, go, go.

Tommy, I want you to put Martin's picture

on the back of some milk cartons, right?

And pass them all around at school.

You know Martin loved the kids.

Martin loved 'em kids, boy.

- Tommy, you gotta kid-- - Okay, okay. Okay, Gina, baby.

Baby, you buggin', honey.

I'm only doin' what any sane, normal person would do

to find a loved one.

Look, can I borrow 100 dollars? I need to pay for a searchlight.

Okay, Gina. Baby, I'll pay for the searchlight.

- You will? - Yes!

- Oh, Tommy! - I want you to get some rest.

- Okay? Rest. Rest. - Okay, okay.

He's so good to me.

- Gina. - What?

Gina, uh, you're alright.

You gonna have to pull yourself together.

I mean, look at you, Gina. Look how pale you are!

This is my natural complexion, Pam.

Oh, my bad.

Look Gina, you're gonna have to face the truth now.

Martin is not coming back!

You sittin' up here worried about his behind.

He left you! You didn't leave him.

I mean, you beginnin' to act like you--

- What? What? - Hah.

What are you tryin' to say? I'm crazy?

- Oh, Gina, no. - No, no, no.

You think I'm crazy. Go ahead and say it.

- Well, no, um. No, I.. - Say it, Pam. Say I'm crazy.

- Say I'm crazy, Pam. - Okay, Gina, look.

No sudden moves.

- Good. 'Cause you're sitting. - No, come on!

Shut up and we're gonna watch this tape. Okay?

- No, no, no. - No? You are.. You're watchin'!

Please, please Madame Anaconda, please.

You are my last hope. Please find my Martin, please.

- Ooh! - Alright.

I'm getting something from this sweater.

Okay, good, good, good.

I see a head

a big apple head.

- A muscle butt. - Oh, excuse me, excuse me.

No, sorry. That's, that's my shirt.

Here, try this one.

Aah! Much better vibes!

Sorry about that.

- I'm seeing a man. - Yeah.

A tall, very, very tall, dark, muscular man.

That's not my man!

- I'm not finished. - Oh, okay.

He's standing next to a short, scraggly, scrawny--

That's him! That's him!

That's him. That's my Martin. Alright. Where is he?

- I don't know. - Come on, come on, come on.

- It's a city! - What city?

Oh, no! Oh, no.. It's starting to fade..

Oh, don't start this again, man.

- It's fading.. - Come on.

- It's fading.. - I'm out of cash.

It's gone!

You know, I feel that eventually you will come into some money.

And when you do call me back.

Come on, Madame Anaconda. I need something to go on.

- Come on, please. - Oh, oh, okay.

Thank you.

The answer will be right in front of you.

- That's good enough. - Good.

Got it! Right in front of me.

All up in here.

All up in here. It's right here.

- Martin! Martin! - You okay?

Hey, here Gina, Pam said you weren't feeling well.

I mean, you need anything? Some soup, tea?

- Straight jacket? - Shut up!

- Just you shut up. - Hey, don't hit at me!

Look, youse the one who said, "Oh, she crazy!"

- Hey, hey! Shh, Shh. - Oh! Oh, my God!

What?

I don't know where your hands have been.

Look, I don't need anything, right?

I need Martin. That's what I need.

Come on. Let's clean up around here.

Open your stack of mail.

Come on, clean up. Clean up.

Gina, look. I don't know why you're mopin' around here.

I mean, to be honest with you, Martin has done some mean, cruel

cold-hearted things to us and you all know that too.

He's rude, he's loud, he's cheap.

He used to crackle on me all the time.

Called me "Headie Murphy."

Yeah, made jokes about my Big Shirley.

Called her "Free Willy" and all.

Yeah, but on the other hand

Martin always had a brother's back, you know?

Yeah, Big Shirley is big.

I mean, ain't like Martin named her.

- Y'all are making me sick. - 'Whoo!'

- Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! - We're backin' up! Backin' up!

- No, no, no, no, no! - Huh?

- Look at this. Look at this. - What? What?

Look. It's-it's-it's a cancelled check of Martin's.

It's dated last week and it's made out to "The Golden Palace."

"Golden Palace."

Ain't that a massage parlor over at Euclid?

I-I-I got a two-for-one coupon offer for that joint.

Hey, wait, wait, wait. Look!

The-the address is stamped on the back.

Far Pines, Michigan. That's from the Boonies.

See? See, brother's chillin', you know.

Sippin' on some 40s..

...gettin' all oiled up by some hoochie mamas

wearin' nothin' but towels givin' a mad play.

Boy, get away from me!

Oh, that ain't gonna happen.

- Unh-unh. - No, no. Gina.

Do you realize that that place is six hours from here?

- Not the way I drive. - Oh, God!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

We come together here today, at the lost and found

nation of righteous believers and other worshippers of life.

love and pursuit of happiness.

To see the light

and to get yourself right. Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

What the hell did we roll up on?

Wait, wait, wait. Maybe this isn't the right place, okay?

I know my baby wouldn't be up in here.

We invite our latest lost soul, to come in from the cold

to see the light and to get himself right.

And he is going to testify for us, right now.

Brother Shaquille Sunflower.

Martin!

Martin..

I used to be large.

I had the number one radio show in the world.

I'm sure you must have heard of it.

"Wassup?"

You see, I was searching for happiness.

- In all the wrong places. - Mm-hmm.

You know, it's not in some motel, hotel, holiday inn!

- No. - No!

It's in that little place I like to call, the heart.

True.

"He who defines his conduct by ethics

imprisons his song bird in a cage."

Gibran, 1923.

Right, right.

Let me think..

Yabadabbadoozay, baba! Funk of a dog baby bubba.

Wind me up, I wanna be your toy. Bootsy, 1976.

- Ha. Brother Sunflower. - Yes.

It is time for the supreme test of faith.

Lay down, brother.

No, I'm cool. I got some rest earlier.

I ain't sleepy.

It's all in the mind.

Let yourself down and believe, brother.

Lady, I ain't..

Alright. Okay, alright.

Oh, alright. Oh, you ain't got to be rushing me, y'all.

Only I hardly know y'all.

Anybody don't want me to do this, please speak up.

Go. Go. Go. Go.

Alright, alright, alright.

Ow! Ouchy ouchy ouch!

Ouch!

Naaji raamba! Naaji raamba! Naaji raamba!

- Rrrrrrrr. Ouch! - Yes.

'Ouch! Here we go..'

Ouch! Ow! Ow!

Aah! Ow! Ya-ha..

- Martin! - Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!

- Let's see where this goes. - Martin.

Aha-ha! I did it! I did it! I did it!

Aah! I did it! Aah! Naaji baba!

Damn! Damn!

Naaji ramba!

We gonna be alright. We just gonna keep rising! Naaji baba!

I kept the faith. I kept the faith.

Everything is gonna be alright.

I got a splinter in my ass.

Naaji Baba! Naaji Baba! Naaji Baba!

Brother Rock, without you the world would be nothin'.

All these years, I have ignored your presence.

To most people, you're just a rock.

But to me, you're special.

Excuse me?

- Right. - Martin.

Martin. Baby! Oh, baby, baby, Oh baby!

- Baby, baby, look at you! - Hey, hey.

- I love you, Martin. - Hey.

Baby, what is this place?

Where you've been? What are you doing here?

Nothin', just chilling.

Chillin' with my rock, Gina.

- Chillin' with your rock. - Yeah.

Man, what is up with you, ah?

What's the matter with you? You-you can't call a brother?

Where was I gonna call you, Tommy? At work?

- You don't even know where-- - Hey, hey, look, look, Martin.

I don't care what you did, alright.

- As long as you're okay. - Alright, alright.

Um, right now I'm a little hungry though.

So, uh, tell a brother where we can get

some of that temple grub.

Look, baby, baby, hey! Let's go home. Okay?

We, we'll talk about everything.

We'll work everything out, okay?

Let's just get your things. We're goin' home now, okay?

I can't leave, Gina.

My quest for knowledge

has not yet reached completion.

Martin, now cut the crap and bring your

Ike-Turner lookin' ass up on out of here

so I can get out of this hot ass robe

and get out of here.

Sister's tryin' to test me.

The old Martin is on vacation.

Shaquille Sunflower is with you now.

Shaquille Sunflower?

- Hmm, listen up, Shaq. - Yes.

Uh...whatcha doin' with the rock?

Funny you would ask, my janitorial friend.

I'm communing with His Oneness.

You're talking to a rock.

I can tell because the rock looks bored.

Ah-ha. Excuse me.

The next time you come

you gonna have to tie your camel up outside.

We don't allow animals in the shrine.

We don't have food for the animals.

- Knock it off, Martin. - We don't have hay.

We don't have any of that for her.

- We don't have it! - Martin! Look, look.

Look, I'm not goin' to say it again.

We're goin home, now!

And I'm not gonna say it anymore.

I can't go with you.

I'm on a journey and I have transcended.

Well, you can transcend on up, out of here, Martin.

Things have changed.

How have they changed, Sunflower?

I'm celibate.

- Ain't no more of that.. - Oh!

No more!

Ain't gonna be no more at least for a while..

- No more.. - How could you?

I can't do it no more for a while.

They say in the shrine, you gotta chill on this.

I am celibate.

That's what I'm sayin', man. I'm ready to celebrate too.

Yeah, got us a champagne and-and beef bars out in the van.

Martin, Martin, you, you're stressin' me, okay?

You-you, you're stressin' me out.

I came here because I had stress.

Excuse me. Look, Dumb flower.

Personally, I think you should stay for as long as it takes.

The place is nice, you're eatin', the world looks great.

Let's go, y'all.

Hold on, my masculine friend.

See, what you don't understand is I am no longer shackled

by the trappings of this world.

I was lost in a world of

o-o-of, card payments, taxes, rent.

But that's why I came here.

To find my future self.

Queen of my past.

Let me tell you something, alright.

You haven't given up anything.

You are runnin' from yourself, not tryin' to find yourself.

Go on your own journey

before you criticize me.

Hell, all of you!

Walk in my shoes.

All of have done, what you've done to me.

Hold on! Hold on!

Now, maybe in another life, on another level

our paths will cross.

But right now, what I think you ought to do

is pack up your camel and go.

Please everyone watch the hump.

Martin, you have finally lost your ever lovin' mind.

What I think you should do is go!

Well, what I think you should do

is have somebody break the rest of your nappy head.

- Hey, bruh. - Hey

I thought we were boys, man.

I thought we were too..

You used to be my homie.

Now you're actin' like you don't know me.

I don't know you, Cole. I don't know you.

Martin, I love you

but you are pushing me to the limit.

All the things that we've been through and you gonna,

you're gonna do this.

I'll be there for you, Martin.

I've been there.

But I won't wait for forever.

I don't know any woman who could do that.

Now, you could tell that to Brother Rock.

'Brother Shaquille.'

Brother Sunflower.

You wanted to see me?

Yes, your motherness.

Ah! I'm in a state of transition right now.

- I'm down in my corner. - Ah.

But you are a natural born fiery persuader.

You can spread the word.

Not many can do that.

That's why I want you to be my high priest.

Straight up?

You-you, you ain't, you ain't frontin' on me?

So, ohhhh.. Okay. Okay.

If I'm gonna be your high priest the first thing I'm gonna do

I want to get rid of that bed of nails, you know.

That would be tragic on our back.

Yes, but before you can become high priest

there's a special ceremony you must go through.

And it starts right now!

Ooh! Mother of all mothers!

- You're my man, you daddy. - Ah.

And mama hasn't eaten in weeks.

Ooh..

Come out!

Hey! Hey! Aah.. Aah..

Hey, big daddy!

I feel a lot of love in this room.

I feel a lot of nasty love!

Come here, you sweet, sexy thing. You, come on, baby!

Wait! Hold on now, Rose Ann.

I ain't tryin' to cull a goat.

More problems with you and Tom now.

Oh, no baby. Come on, really.

Wait. But we supposed to be celibate.

- Well, damn that! Come on! - No, no, now!

Let's not damn that.

Now when I came here, I was lookin' for something.

But now I've realized that what I was looking for

I had had at home, the whole damn time.

So, if you will excuse me, Mama Jama..

...I got to go!

So, I'll see you when I see you.

Oh! So, you're tryin to play hard to get, huh?

Well, I like that in a man.

But once you taste these goodies

you'll be begging like Keith Sweat.

Aight, alright. You want it?

- You want me? - Yes, baby.

- I'll give it you! Come on! - Aaa! Yes, ha-ha.

Yes, baby! Whoo! Ha-ha! Yes. Give it to me, honey.

Give it to me! Ha-ha-ha!

Aah! No! No! I'm not going to give it all to you now.

- What? - That's right.

'Cause tonight I want to save some of them.

'Cause tonight you gonna be hollering.

You gonna be screaming.

Whoa! Stop it, stop it, baby.

Yeah and that's what you gonna be saying tonight.

- So, what I need you to do.. - What, baby?

Is, uh, go upstairs, uh-huh!

- And wait for me. Okay? - Yes, baby.

I need you to slip in a little something more, less revealing.

Okay? And I'll be right up.

Oh, no, you don't. You ain't getting away from me.

- What are you talking about? - I'll slip into something sexy.

I'll be right back. Stay there, sweetmeat.

- Rarara, I'm coming! - Whoo-hoo!

- Whoo-hoo! - Ha-ha! Yeah!

'If you're nice, I'll let you search me for the key.'

Damn, I ain't never gonna find that key!

Oh..!

I mean, I ain't gonna get out of here.

Ah-ha-ho! Ah-ha!

Ah-ho! Ah-ho!

I gotta get out of here. Ah-ho-ho!

Ah. Brother Rock!

I need to get home to my baby!

Gina! I need her.

Brother Rock, please. Take me home.

- I'm celibate. - Oh!

Don't. None of that no more. None of that.

None of that. No more of this.

No more that. No more that.

- No more that? - No more that.

- That? - No more of that.

No more of this.

No more of that.

- Aah! Aah! - Yes, it hurts.

Aah! Ouch!

Makes you wanna puke, doesn't it?