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♪ So lulla-lulla-lulla-lullaby-by ♪

♪ Do you want the stars to play with? ♪

♪ Or the moon to run away with? ♪

♪ They'll come if you don't cry ♪

♪ So lulla-lulla-lulla-lullaby-by ♪

♪ In your mother's arms You're sleeping... ♪

You let anyone jump on your brother again

and you just stand and watch,

boy, I'll beat you to death!

I don't care who started what

or whether he was winning or losing,

boy, you get a stick or-- Or-- Or a goddamn brick,

get anything, and you knock the shit out of whoever's fighting your brother,

'cause if anything was to happen to me or your mother,

you ain't got nobody except your brother.

And this goes for him too, but he knows.

You the one that keep coming up with this off-the-wall bullshit about:

"Henry started it."

And if the son of a bitch is too big for you,

you come get me.

You are not a child anymore.

You soon will be a goddamn man.

Now, start learning what life is about now, son.

♪ So lulla-lulla-lulla-lullaby-by ♪

♪ Do you want the stars to play with? ♪

♪ Or the moon to run away with? ♪

♪ They'll come if you don't cry ♪

♪ So lulla-lulla-lulla-lullaby-by ♪

Ah--

Stop right there.

Get him, get him, get him. Get that mother...

Hey, man, quit bullshitting. Damn.

Hey, stop!

Can't you see the man's hurt?

You old poo-butt.

You all right?

Who hit him with that rock, man?

Man, I did, man.

Let me see, man. Let me see your sore, man.

- Aw, that didn't hurt. - You poo-butt.

Hey, man, who you calling poo-butt?

Get off of me!

Hey, man, why don't we go over to the Vicksburg--?

Why don't we go over to the Vicksburg Club,

watch the hos go in and out?

Nah, man.

If anyone told Mom that they even saw me on the same block as the Vicksburg Club,

shoot, man, my ass is hers.

They'd have to call the police to drag her off me.

- Yeah, push. - Push.

Hey, come here, man! Hurry up!

Stan Jr., where you going?

I'm going to get my BB gun.

Push.

Push, you guys.

You ain't doing it. Push!

Hey, man, what you doing?

Hey, man, what you doing, man, to my shoes?

- You broke the motherfucking antenna. - Man, don't worry about it.

What you looking at, punk?

- I'll kick your heart out. - Let's get on, man. Let's get on.

You ain't seen nothing.

Man, Black gonna call the police, man.

- I tell you, man, I didn't... - Man, come back, man.

Nah, man. Fuck that shit. I got something for him.

Oh, no, man. I got something for him!

- Hold on, hold on. - No, man. No, no.

- Fuck that punk! Nah! - No, man!

Man, I'm gonna fuck him up, man! I ain't playing!

♪ I wonder ♪

♪ My little darling ♪

♪ Where can you be again tonight? ♪

♪ While the moon is shining bright ♪

♪ I wonder ♪

♪ My heart is aching ♪

Just working myself into my own hell.

Can't close my eyes, can't get no sleep at night.

No peace of mind.

Why don't you kill yourself?

You'd be a lot happier.

Go out like Johnny Ace.

No.

I'm not gonna kill myself.

Got a feeling I might do somebody else some harm, though.

When was the last time you've been in church?

Back home.

Since then, I've done a lot of things.

Haven't done nothing yet that'd make the devil blush.

I don't have any trouble sleeping.

I ain't ashamed of nothing I can't help.

Hey, what's going on, killer?

- Where's my BB gun? - Mama threw it away.

- Why didn't you tell me? - Daddy! Daddy!

Hey, boy, stop acting like you ain't got no sense.

Daddy! Daddy!

- Young man--? Hey, what's going on? - I gotta go, man.

Oh, man, that cat's something else.

Here come Bracy and Ernie Cox.

I don't want them asking me for any money.

I'm going out the front.

I see the wife got you towing the cart.

I say, Oscar must have been here.

How do you know that?

He's the only one I know that wears that Old Spice aftershave.

Say, man, if you wanna catch Oscar, he just left.

Say, you want some coffee, man?

Yeah, black.

Angie.

Angie.

Say, what does it remind you of when you hold it next to your cheek?

Not a damn thing but hot air.

I mean, doesn't it remind you of when you're making love,

how warm her forehead get sometimes?

Just like this?

Myself, I don't go for women who got malaria.

So how y'all been doing, man?

Walking the streets all night.

We passed here about 3:00 last night and saw the lights on,

but we decided to keep on stepping.

- Why didn't you stop? I'm always awake. - Yeah, counting sheep.

Man, I guess it's time for me to get ready and go to work.

Hey, man.

Maybe me and Ernest can luck up on a slave if we lucky.

♪ This old man, he played one ♪

♪ He played knick-knack on my thumb ♪

♪ With a knick-knack paddywhack Give a dog a bone ♪

♪ This old man came rolling home ♪

♪ This old man, he played two ♪

♪ He played knick-knack on my shoe ♪

♪ With a knick-knack paddywhack Give a dog a bone ♪

♪ This old man came rolling home ♪

♪ This old man, he played three ♪

♪ Now I'm craving your body ♪

♪ Is this for real? ♪

♪ Temperatures rising I don't want to feel ♪

♪ I'm in the wrong place to be real ♪

♪ Whoa, when I'm longing to love you Just for a night ♪

♪ Kissing and hugging And holding you tight ♪

♪ Please, let me love you With all my might ♪

♪ Reasons ♪

♪ The reasons that we're here ♪

♪ The reasons that we fear ♪

♪ Our feelings won't disappear, oh ♪

♪ And after the love game Has been played ♪

♪ All our illusions were just a parade ♪

♪ And all our reasons start to fade ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la ♪

You never smile anymore.

I used to think you was just tired...

but I think deep down inside, you worried you ain't happy.

Don't nothing ever make you wanna smile?

Why don't you try to get some sleep?

I could do the dishes tomorrow.

- Hey, y'all, stop whistling! - Come on.

Hey, y'all, look out!

Hey, boy, you better move before you get hit.

Hey, don't hit me.

♪♪♪ What is America to me? ♪

♪ A name, a map, or a flag I see ♪

♪ A certain word, democracy ♪

♪ What is America to me? ♪

♪ The house I live in ♪

I'll do it.

♪ A plot of earth, the street ♪

♪ The grocer and the butcher ♪

♪ And the people that I meet ♪

♪ The children in the playground ♪

♪ The faces that I see ♪

♪ All races, all religions ♪

♪ That's America to me ♪

♪ Mother's there expecting me ♪

♪ Father's waiting too ♪

♪ Lots of folks gathered there ♪

♪ All the friends I knew ♪

♪ All the friends I knew ♪

Hey, Stan, can you come out and play, man?

That's my hope-to-die buddy.

Come on out of there, man.

I know you're--

Hey, man, let me have a buck, man.

- You went there, man. - Hey, Stan, open the door, babe.

Come on out of there.

Say, look here, let me rap with you a minute, man.

Go on, tell him the plan.

Jive turkey.

Say, look here, man, you understand, we need a third man, you understand.

Somebody recommended you.

Now, let me tell you, man,

it's a 1-to-5 proposition offhand.

Me and him face a dark day if we ever go before the magistrate.

- I don't wanna hear it. - Wait.

- I don't wanna hear it! - Wait a minute, Stan.

Let the man keep telling it to you.

Mm-hm.

You know somebody that can keep their mouth shut?

- You can make some dough, man. - And won't blush to murder?

Man, you know more kind of people like that than I do.

Who the hell told you I'd help you do away with somebody, anyway?

- Friend of yours. - Who?

That don't make no difference.

Say, look, we're gonna do the actual killing.

All we want you for is the unnecessary details.

- Just be in the background. - Don't wanna hear it.

Why don't you let me borrow your roscoe?

Man, I don't keep no gun.

Why you always wanna hurt somebody?

Who, me?

That's the way nature is.

I mean, an animal has its teeth,

and a man has his fist.

That's the way I was brought up, goddamn me.

Right on.

When a man's got scars on his mug

from dealing with son-of-a-bitches every day for his natural life...

ain't nobody going over this nigga,

just dry long so.

Now, me and Smoke here, we taking our issue.

You be a man if you can, Stan.

Hey, you wait-- You wait just one minute. You talk about "be a man, stand up."

Don't you know there's more to it than just with your fists?

Scars on your mug, you talking about an animal?

You think you still in the bush somewhere?

You here. You use your brain, that's what you use.

You nothing-ass niggas got a lot of nerve coming over here--

- Wait. - What do you mean?

I ain't gonna wait, 'cause if it was wait, you wouldn't ever come here.

- You gonna sit and let them do this? - Wait a minute.

Look at Stan. What has he got?

He worked all his life, and what has he got?

He don't even have a decent pair of pants.

All we trying to do is help the nigga.

Hey, you can't live if you afraid of dying.

Is that right? Is that right?

Forget it, man. Forget it. Let's go.

Come back and put on your shoes.

If you get sick, I ain't got no money to take you to the doctor.

Mudeah, can I have a dollar?

Say, old long-headed boy,

how many times I tell you don't call your mother "Mudeah"?

You ain't in the country or something.

♪ Shine my way Gotta keep on rocking to another day ♪

♪ Keep bumpin' ♪

- Leave me alone! - Gonna catch you!

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Hey, I'm gonna shine my way ♪

♪ Gotta keep on rocking to another day ♪

♪ Keep bumpin' ♪

Do the bump.

♪ Yeah ♪

I got you again.

♪ I'm gonna shine my way ♪

♪ Gotta keep on rocking to another day ♪

- I caught you. - You can't get me, Janice.

You can't run fast.

- Get out of my way, you scags. - Who you talking to?

I know you not talking to me.

Kick his butt, Suzie.

I sure am, you ugly fag.

I'm gonna tell your mother on you. I'm gonna go get my big brother.

Is he fine?

- Come and get your old raggedy bike. - You dog.

Yeah, come get this raggedy thang.

You better take it home.

Yeah. Like I said, man, you know, the apartment units are beautiful,

but goddamn, how you gonna live in an apartment building

with all them fucking kids

and all them motherfucking people bugging you?

When you wanna go out your backyard,

you gotta share it with four or five other tenants.

Girl, come on in this house!

Haven't I told you about listening to grown folks talk?

Somebody wants to buy it, somebody wants to this, you know...

What do you want with another raggedy-ass car for, huh?

Trying to get ahead, man.

You niggas are sick.

Now you think you're middle-class.

Man, I ain't poor.

Look, I give away things to the Salvation Army.

You can't give away nothing to the Salvation Army if you poor.

We may not have a damn thing sometime-- You wanna see somebody that's poor?

- Mm-hm. - Now, you go around and look at Walter's.

Now, they be sitting over a oven and-- With nothing but a coat on,

and sitting around there rubbing their knees all day

and eating nothing but wild greens picked out of a vacant lot.

No, that ain't me.

And damn sure won't be.

And tomorrow, after I cash my check,

let's go over to Silbo's and buy that motor and put it in.

Right on.

How come you not in the streets?

- I need some money. - What?

I need some money!

Get yourself together and get out of here,

because you know you're a no-good woman.

You get yourself in line!

♪ It brings sorrow to my heart ♪

♪ Tears fall from my eyes ♪

♪ It brings sorrow to my heart ♪

♪ Tears fall from my eyes ♪

♪ Well, my baby... ♪

Get out this damn car and go buy us a Johnnie Walker

and leave that damn Ripple and shit at the counter.

Damn, baby, I'm feeling tired.

Get your ass up, and don't roll your eyes at me.

Damn.

♪ Oh, why do you have to go? ♪

Hey, mister, you wanna watch that car door?

Oh, don't get mad. I'm sorry.

♪ Well, that mean old Old Frisco ♪

♪ And that low-down Santa Fe ♪

♪ Yes, that mean old Frisco... ♪

- May I help you? - Can I get this check cashed, please?

Wait a minute, now.

- This is your check? - Yes.

- It's your check? - Yes.

Jerry.

You should check that.

♪ And my papa told me too ♪

♪ Yes, my mama told me... ♪

Hell, no.

Hi, Stan.

What can I do for you?

Uh...

Uh...

- I wanna know if I can cash a check. - Hmm, maybe.

How come you don't come and work for me?

I don't know, liquor stores get robbed too much,

and I'd just hate to get shot in a hold-up.

Oh, I'd protect you.

You could work in the back with me. He takes care of the register.

You think about it.

It's a warm proposition, I think, but...

What's the matter?

- Five, six. - No, no, sit down.

I got one or two left.

Why don't you separate the money,

and, you know, you won't have to pull it all out?

Thank you.

Who beat you up?

None of your damn business.

Adolf and Boulevard jumped on him.

- Hey, what's happening? - What's happening, old dude?

- Say, who's been working on you? - Adolf and Boulevard kicked his ass.

- Who? Who kicked him in the face? - Adolf.

What'd he do that for?

He didn't have nothing else to do with his hands and his feet, nigga.

Yeah, he kicked your ass for being smart, huh?

Wait till I get on my feet.

- I'm just going outside. - Okay, baby.

Boo!

How come you're not going to school?

I've been sick.

You gonna fall behind.

You play cards?

Solitaire.

Suit yourself.

- All I got is $10. - I told you.

What is this? A damn regular sideshow?

How is my sister married to such a silly-ass foulmouthed dick?

How come me and you ain't never got together?

What would you do?

I wouldn't know what position to take, Mama.

You dirty dog.

You ought to find yourself a place to stay instead of sponging off my sister.

- This is my uncle's house too. - Please!

Well, tell this nigga to shut up, then.

Don't you have any money?

- I ain't got nothing but $5. - Five dollars.

That's all. Tell him we'll give him 15. Tell him we'll give him 15.

Say, we, uh-- All we got is $15.

Don't sell them nothing, Uncle, hear? Nothing.

Hey, man, why don't you be cool?

You know, you would be a good-looking fella

if you didn't frown so much.

Who, me? Some sisters told me I look just like Clark Gable.

You about as tasteless as a carrot.

You always in an old nasty frame of mind.

You're just a regular hardship case.

Someone always trying to revive your poor ass or give you first aid.

Always feeling sorry for yourself.

If I don't, nobody else will.

You're just an all-day sucker, bitch.

Sil, Sil, Sil, she kicked your nephew over here, man.

Say, man.

Come over here, man, and see about him.

I've got more important things to do. My hair is falling out.

Sil, man, he's bleeding.

Why'd you have to kick the son of a bitch in his damn head?

Silbo, you'd better come over here and see about your nephew.

Can't you see I don't give a damn?

He shouldn't have run his damn mouth so much.

Give me $15 for the motor and a shirt for collateral,

and it'll be slick.

Watch it, now.

- Go all the way back there. - Mm-hm.

You got that?

Now you're gonna go all the way...

- You got one more step down. - One more?

Get it over like...

Got it?

Get it-- Get it up. It's on my finger.

- All right, you got it? - Yeah.

- Got it out? - Ah, yeah.

- You all right? - Leave it there. It'll stay.

- It won't. Let's push it back up in there. - It'll stay up there.

You all right? Huh?

Just smashed it a little bit. I think it'll be all right.

Should we put this all the way back up there?

It'll stay there. Just leave it there.

Let's just go. It'll stay on there.

Ah...

Block is busted now. It ain't no good.

May as well forget it.

It ain't no good. It's busted. Nothing we can do with it.

All that work for nothing.

♪ Just leave it to me ♪

♪ Don't ever be ashamed ♪

♪ Just give me a chance ♪

♪ I'll take care of everything ♪

♪ Your troubles I'll share ♪

♪ Let me know, and I'll be there ♪

♪ I'll take care of you ♪

♪ Anyplace and anywhere ♪

♪ Shake a hand, shake a hand ♪

♪ Shake a hand, shake a hand ♪

♪ Shake a hand, shake a hand ♪

♪ Shake a hand if you can ♪

♪ Be truthful to me ♪

♪ I'll be truthful to you ♪

♪ I'm in love with you so ♪

♪ And I don't know what to do ♪

♪ So let's call it a day ♪

♪ I said all I have to say ♪

♪ Except don't forget to pray ♪

♪ And shake a hand every day ♪

Throw my goddamn shades down!

Throw my goddamn shades!

You can forget about living when I catch you.

The only thing that looks good dying is a rose.

Hey, Truman Doyle. Truman Doyle, wait a minute.

- Hey, Truman Doyle. Is that you, man? - Who the shit does it look like, man?

Like somebody that owes me some money.

Look, man, I ain't got nothing but my good looks.

You know where we can get a few bucks at?

Yeah, go rob a damn liquor store.

Look, you look better going than you did coming anyway, so get on, nigga.

Come on, Gene.

Why don't you go in the house and put some shoes on?

Shit on you.

♪ This bitter earth ♪

♪ Well, what a fruit it bears ♪

♪ What good is love ♪

♪ Mm, that no one shares? ♪

♪ And if my life ♪

♪ Is like the dust ♪

♪ Ooh, that hides the glow of a rose ♪

♪ What good am I? ♪

♪ Heaven only knows ♪

♪ Lord, this bitter earth ♪

♪ Yes, can be so cold ♪

♪ Today you're young ♪

♪ Too soon you're old ♪

♪ But while a voice ♪

♪ Within me cries ♪

♪ I'm sure someone may answer my call ♪

♪ And this bitter earth ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ May not ♪

♪ Oh, be so bitter ♪

♪ After all ♪

Memories that just don't seem mine,

like half-eaten cake,

rabbit skin stretched on the backyard fences,

my grandma.

Mudeah.

Mudeah, Mudeah, dragging her shadow across the porch,

standing bare-headed under the sun,

cleaning red catfish with white rum.

Come get me.

Get out the way.

Don't do that.

- Where the dog at? - That mothersucker fucker.

Come on, dog.

Oh! Oh, here they come!

Keep running.

♪ This is a mean old world ♪

♪ Try to live it by yourself ♪

♪ This is a mean old world ♪

♪ Try to live it by yourself ♪

♪ Can't get the one you love, and ♪

♪ Have to use somebody else ♪

♪ I've got the blues ♪

♪ Gonna pack my things and go ♪

♪ Yes, I've got the blues ♪

♪ Gonna pack my things and go ♪

♪ Well, I guess you don't love me... ♪

Four hundred and... 450, 451, 452, 453,

453, 454, 455, 456, 451, 450...

452, 453, 454,

455, 456, 450... 452, 450...

Can't you count?

Count yourself, then.

Look at them old ugly girls.

Your daddy!

You wanna come on and wanna fight, then?

- Okay, I'll see you later. - All right, take care.

- Hey, you! - Hey!

So, what'd you do today?

I gotta find me a job.

Tomorrow's Saturday.

Let's go to bed.

Catch a rat, cat!

Gene, we need food in the house.

You shouldn't have spent your last dime to get this car fixed.

It ain't right.

Don't worry about it, babe.

If things come to worse, we can always sell it.

Trouble is, what we gonna do about it now?

Something jammed.

- How's it going, Dian? - Ain't nothing to it.

- Gene. - What it is?

- Not too much. What are you doing? - Oh, trying to get this old car together.

Yeah. Look, let me give you a hand.

Oh.

Here, take this.

Miss Sally gave me $5 for cleaning behind the garage,

and she gave me some peaches too.

Yeah, thanks. I'll pay you back.

Go on, you can have half.

No, thank you.

It's getting late.

Let's go in and have some coffee and, uh, see what my guests is doing.

♪ I'm gonna get up in the morning ♪

♪ I believe I should go back home... ♪

I love you. Let's get married.

♪ I believe I should go back home ♪

♪ I'm gonna find my baby ♪

♪ Acknowledge that I done her wrong ♪

♪ I don't want no woman... ♪

Are you happy now?

- Oh, you got a point. - You got a point here.

- In a row. - Nine, nine more points.

What's wrong with you? You're going crazy. Shoot the dice.

Six. Bet you 5 you roll nine.

Bet you 5 you roll nine.

No, I see where you might have gone wrong.

Hey, man, come on, get in the game.

Hey, brother, why don't you two fellas come on, get in the game, man?

Hey, seven, seven.

- Come on, shake your ass, man. - My turn.

Add a point.

- Go for it. - Back off.

- Can't be rolling like that. - Bet you 20 you roll nine.

- Bet. Bet. - Twenty for nine.

Just get nine with a three.

Three and six is nine.

It was some time in the a.m. when I dropped my last red.

Sun was going over the street sign.

And-- And I said all I could think of was the blood getting to my head.

Huh? Huh?

And, uh, Alma Jean, all I could see was her wearing that cascade on her head

- that looks like a birdcage. - You telling that story, nigga?

So her Boulevard, as she called him...

- I ain't got time... - Fire to her jibs!

Come on, don't you wanna go? Come on.

- Come on. - Bring the rest of the stuff.

- Boulevard-- - Man, what is your problem?

- I don't have time. - Boulevard--

- We're gonna get something to eat. - I don't have time.

Boulevard kept circling the 5-4 Ballroom,

thinking we can get some music and some food together.

- Honey, stop. - I said... I said...

"Alma Jean, tell this nigga of yours

that don't he know we can get 15 years for him acting felonious?"

Get out of the way.

Hey, man, come on, get in the car.

I said, "Alma Jean,

don't you know that nigga of yours can get 15 years for being felonious?"

- Don't you know people have changed? - We ready to go.

- We don't act like this no more! - Get in the car.

Gene's gonna drive me till I swear.

Don't go so damn fast. We might miss where we going.

The country. Please.

If I had a few bucks, I'd bet on that old son of a bitch

in the ninth race at Los Alamitos.

How much he paying, child?

10-to-1 odds.

That ain't enough. Catch one of them long shots.

Hell, this is a long shot. Shit.

- 10-to-1? - Yeah, 10-to-1.

30-, 40-, 50-to-1, that's a long shot.

Shit.

Look, man, I told you to have a spare tire

and don't be coming out here in the middle of nowhere.

I got to get to this race out at Los Alamitos, man.

Look here, in the ninth race, I got me a nag, man,

that I know is gonna come in.

I got me some money, man, and you ain't got no spare.

Look, look, look. Oh, shit.

Man, I'm out here singing the blues.

Got my money on a horse can't lose.

You out here on a flat.

I always told you to keep a spare, but you was a square.

That's why you can't keep no spare.

Now how we gonna get there, huh?

Just have to ride back on the rim, that's all.

I ain't got no spare.

Get back in the car. We'll ride back on the rim.

Stan Jr. done left this house open, I'm gonna kill that boy.

It's gonna rain.

And the roof still needs fixing.

Daddy, what makes the rain?

Why, it's the devil beating his wife.

Is that all I get?

Mm.

Stan Jr.!

Stan Jr.!

You know you hear me calling you, boy!

I know that boy heard me calling him.

Oh, girl!

Well, well. Look who's visiting.

Hey, tell me why you're wearing that pretty smile on your face.

Well, she's gonna have a baby.

I thought her old man was shooting blanks.

But I see he's dropping bombs on occasion, I guess.

♪♪♪ Unforgettable ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ That's what you are ♪

- ♪ Unforgettable ♪ - ♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Mm, that's what you are ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

- ♪ Unforgettable ♪ - ♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Though near or far ♪

♪ Like a song of love that clings to me ♪

♪ Ooh, how the thought of you Does things to me ♪

- ♪ Never before ♪ - ♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Has someone been more ♪

♪ Mm ♪

- ♪ Unforgettable ♪ - ♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, in every way ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

- ♪ And forevermore ♪ - ♪ Ooh ♪

♪ I intend to stay ♪

♪ That's why, darling ♪

♪ It's incredible ♪

♪ That someone so unforgettable ♪

- ♪ Ooh ♪ - ♪ Thinks that I am ♪

♪ Unforgettable too ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Please, won't you think that I am ♪

♪ Unforgettable ♪

♪ Too ♪

♪ I'm just going ♪

♪ Home ♪

♪ Going home ♪