Original subtitles

♪ Oh, yeah

♪ Well the ragdoll gonna get you

♪ They're gonna get you tonight

♪ Well you'd better watch your step

♪ Where you're walking

♪ Don't you know the ragdoll's

♪ Gonna get you

♪ Mama done told me

♪ Oh, and papa done told me too

♪ That if you go round

♪ Somebody's gonna get you

♪ So the ragdoll's gonna get you

♪ You'd better hold yourself

♪ You'd better watch yourself

♪ Cause the ragdoll's gonna get you

♪ Oh, oh

♪ The ragdoll's gonna get you

♪ You'd better watch your step

♪ Watch your step

♪ You'd better watch where you're going

♪ You better watch what you say

♪ Cause the ragdoll's gonna get you

♪ Might get you today

♪ Oh the ragdoll

♪ Is gonna, gonna, gonna, gonna

♪ Gonna, gonna, gonna get you tonight

♪ Oh, hey hey

♪ I'm tellin' you the ragdoll

♪ Hey, is gonna get you

♪ Yes it is ♪

(crickets chirping loudly)

(suspenseful music)

- Sylvie!

Sylvie!

- [Sylvie] Quiet!

- [Voiceover] Sylvie, I got an idea.

- No, you can't stop it, it's come for its' pay!

Take her, take her upstairs!

- I won't.

- No, you can't stop it!

I don't want her to see.

- Come on, Alvie, come on! - [Alvie] Mama!

No, no, Mama, I don't want to go!

- Go with your Daddy.

- [Alvie] Mama!

- Go with your Daddy, angel.

(Alvie screams)

- Mama, Mama!

- Keep still, keep still come, come on.

(clunk)

- I know you.

And what the careless master did to you.

So you'd come back for the Shadow Man's pay.

Is that it?

Did you kill like I say?

(screams some foreign-like phrase)

(Sylvie's terrified screams)

- Come on, I want you to go with me.

(frantic panting)

I know your mama told you things,

and I know you got her blood.

But I want you to see what happens

when you conjure up the magic of the killing kind.

Come on.

- Mama?

- Hush, baby, hush.

Nothing can save you when you deal

with the Shadow Man.

(soft mystical music)

- Make my plea smoke,

make my plea fire.

Make my plea go up to heaven

by my magic,

by my charm,

(utters magic phrase)

Send a cure to Mary Hern's bad back.

By my magic, cassea.

(swishing)

- Hey, you, Gran.

Have you seen my red shirt?

- Hush, Kwame.

Can't you see Gran's conjuring here?

- Hey, look Gran, I've got to be in the Club

in like seconds, okay?

- Well, your legs ain't broke.

Go on now, they're in the laundry.

Gran's got work here.

- Yeah, I can see that.

Look, maybe you could conjure up my red shirt.

- Maybe I can conjure my red slipper

upside your head if you don't scat,

and leave me be.

- Whoo, alright then, Gran.

I'm out of here.

(swishing)

(doorbell chiming)

- [Kwame] Hold on, hold on, hold on,

I'm coming, I'm coming.

Hey, fellows, how you doing?

- Hey, just fine.

- Come on, Kwame, you ain't ready yet, man?

- Hey, look man, all I got to do is

put on a couple of buttons and I'll be ready.

Damn, Teesha.

You are looking extremely fine.

- Wait a minute.

I don't normally look this good?

- How I look, how I look, I mean.

- That ain't even nothing close to what

I'm trying to say to you.

And you, you just ugly.

Look at my face, uh, uh.

- Okay, okay. - [Teesha] So, wait a minute.

- Cause you making Bobby Brown look it.

- What?

- Yeah.

- So, I always look like this,

is that what you're saying?

- No, baby, you ain't hearing me.

I'm not saying anything like that.

- Come on, yo, they got this invention,

and it's called time.

- [Kwami] Alright - We need to be on it.

- You know I don't like that fussy mama thing.

I'm almost done.

Two more buttons and I'm out, okay?

- Well, come on it.

- Look, one, two.

- Now, from my boy,

KT Bounce.

- You, you, you give it up everybody,

give it up!

(cheering and applause)

♪ What

♪ You want to wave hands, do ya

♪ Shocked and stuff, gonna get up

♪ Like this

♪ Uh huh, what, what

♪ What, what, what

♪ Get up, get up

♪ Uh huh, what, what

♪ Get your hands up, hands up

♪ Let's get up and a funky funky jam

♪ Have a celebration, then we'll tell you

♪ Who we am

♪ We KT gonna make you beat oh you into the lead league

♪ Cause I just want you to party with me

♪ Get up, get up

♪ And have the funky, funky jam

♪ Get up, huh, and that's the master, master plan

♪ If you work it like that, let the beat

♪ Go left, right, left, right, left, left

♪ Left, right left

♪ And get up

♪ Steppin' with me, what, what

♪ You rollin' with the KKT

♪ Bouncin' in the bass to beat

♪ Teacher, teacher, tell 'em what we're doing

♪ We party and we're movin' and we're groovin'

♪ And we goin' and we showin' that was goin'

♪ Yet we never, never knowin'

♪ And if you just want to hit it with me

♪ You got to get up with somebody else to see

♪ Get up, get up, get up

♪ Count the people freakin' put your hands up

♪ Hands up, keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up, get the people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, hands up

♪ And keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up, get the people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, hands up

♪ And keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up, get the people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up and keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up, get up

♪ Get the people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, hands up

♪ And keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up

♪ Get the people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, hands up

♪ Keep the party live

♪ And keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up

♪ Get the people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, hands up

♪ And keep the party live

♪ Yeah, get up, and get those people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, hands up

♪ Keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up

♪ Get those people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, hands up

♪ Keep the party live

♪ Everybody say yeah

♪ Say yeah

♪ Keep the party live

♪ Now, scream

♪ Scream

♪ Get up, get up, get the people freakin'

♪ Get up, get up

♪ Get those people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, get up

♪ Get those people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, get up

♪ Get those people freakin'

♪ Put your hands up, get up

♪ Keep the party live

♪ Get up, get up

♪ Get those people freakin'

♪ Keep the party live

♪ Hands up, hands up

♪ Keep the party live

♪ KT don't stop ♪

(cheering and applause)

- Yeah!

(Teesha laughing)

- That was something.

- Aw, God.

- You were good, man, you say the same thing every time.

- Yeah, man, you was blazing.

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

I was pretty damn good, too, though, huh?

- You was top.

- What about me, what about me?

- Well, I'm going to stay away

from that subject.

- Black and ugly as ever.

- Whoo!

People, what is going on?

How we doing?

- We hanging, what about you?

- Cool, I'm cool.

Look, I want to ask you guys something.

Who's your rep?

- Our rep?

- Yeah, your agent.

- Well, you know, we kind of book our own gigs, right?

- Well, look.

I rep a bunch of groups, nothing big,

but they're happening people.

You guys say the word,

we could make things work.

Look, you guys call up,

you come down, and you see me.

- Shit.

- Ha ha, no shit man.

You ask around.

You guys are all over 18 though, right?

- Yeah. - [Kwame] Yeah, we straight.

- Uh, yeah.

- Well, we can make this work then.

So you guys coming down?

- Hell, yeah. - [Teesha] Heck yeah.

- Well, actually, you know, we got to talk

about this first, you know?

- No, no problem.

You guys talk about it,

then you come see me.

- Peace.

- [Kwame} Alright. - Alright, Man.

(laughs)

- I love you guys.

Each and every one of you.

- [Teesha] Peace. - Alright, man.

Hey, man, you were kind of cold.

- Well, you know you've got to be.

Someone hands you one of these,

you just got to be real cool about it,

you know?

- Yeah, baby, you were really cold.

- Aw, these two.

- Ah, shit, ya'll, this fool was a real agent.

(cheering)

- Whoo hoo!

KT Bounce, I love ya'll.

Ooh, I'm sorry, we we're fans.

- Hey, uh, Mr. LaHart, you know, the owner?

He don't allow people to come down here

with out passes. - Oh, oh now, don't worry

about him, he ain't gonna do nothing.

Or he sure ain't gonna bother us.

- [Kwame] Now look, we - Oh, I'm sorry, little

rapper, you know who we are, right?

- Yeah, you're Big Pere's brothers.

- That's right.

This big motherfucker over here is Gene,

and I'm Little Mikey.

So now with you knowing who we are,

am I right, you know who we are?

- Yeah.

- You don't want to be saying, "Now look," to us.

What you want to be saying is, "How can I help

"you, brother?"

- How can I help you

brother?

- Okay, here's what we gonna do.

Ya'll go ahead and pack up all your shit,

get your shit, cause we going on a little adventure.

Yes, shit.

- We ain't going nowhere with you.

- No, I didn't say ask Little Mikey

some bullshit question!

I said, "Get your shit."

- [Gene] For sure.

- Okay, here we are.

Go people, move it.

You ever been to Big Pere's before?

Of course not.

You wouldn't know class if it stepped on you.

Oh, these little brat rappers give me a rash.

Move it!

(soft music)

Marvie, how are you?

It's good to see you.

Glad you can make it.

Big Pere's gonna be with you

in just a little minute, okay?

- If I could talk to him right now.

- Why don't you go sit the fuck down

at the end of the bar.

This is your chair here.

What is this, King's Mark, I like what you've done.

Is this Japanese?

Sit down.

Oh, yes.

- Teesha, Teesha, look.

It's Big Pere.

- How ya'll doing?

No, no, sit your asses down.

That's one talented motherfucker there.

Kwame.

- Yeah, that's me.

- Shoot, I know.

You the man to talk to.

Am I right?

- Talk to about what?

- About your hoo, whatever you call it,

uh KT, whatever.

- Look, man, I don't even know what you're talking about.

What do you want from us?

- You know me, don't you?

- Yeah.

- I mean my reputation.

- Yeah.

(laughs)

- Oh, I see, I see,

you try to show your balls.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, sure.

Okay, I see the big motherfucking things,

now tuck them back in, why don't you?

Okay.

Well apart from my reputation being a mean,

crazy ass, fat, black cut your heart out and eat it

grand motherfucker,

I personally think of myself as being

in the happy business.

You know.

Whatever make people happy.

Good food, good weed, good piecing.

(chuckles)

Uh, you know what I mean.

But I know what else makes people happy.

Music.

So, I say to myself, Big K, you know there's

some folks you want to be in business with.

And you know I'm branching out in all sorts

of directions, and I always like to showcase.

You know, songs and shit.

See that?

That ain't empty.

That's money in that hand.

That's power.

That's my brains.

My ambition.

That hand, that hand hold a whole lot

of important shit.

And I want you in there.

- What?

You want us in there?

- What do you mean?

- He means he wants us to work for him.

- Oh, no, no, no, I want to work for you.

Next thing you know, I'm going to get you

places you never fucking dreamed of.

Kwame, come on, motherfucker, put your hand there.

Put yourself there.

You won't regret it.

I guarantee it.

- Kwame!

- Come on, man, what's the deal?

- Come on, Kwame, what you doing?

- Look, we got to think about it.

- Oh what, you want to weigh my pros and cons,

it that it?

- Yeah, something like that.

- Alright, well, I'm nothing if not reasonable.

Ya'll go and think about it.

We're just gonna see how it all wash out.

Just going to see how it all wash out.

You want to hold on just one moment?

See, Marvin here's been waiting.

Come on, Marvin, let's go talk for a minute.

Now, ya'll be cool, alright?

I'll be right back.

- I don't know man.

He seems like a nice guy.

- Are you stupid?

(stumbling footsteps)

(crash)

- Damn.

(thud)

(boom)

(thud)

(bump)

(bam)

(yelling and pounding)

Let's get the fuck out of here.

(yelling and thumps)

- You know, Kwame, you ought to talk to somebody

about this.

- Who?

Pastor Charlie?

The social worker at school?

- I mean the police.

- The police.

And what are they gonna do?

Well?

Look, Gran, these guys,

Big Pere and his two brothers,

they're into everything.

Drugs, prostitution, loansharking,

murder, everything.

Now if the police could do something about them,

and I'll make them believe right about now

that they even want to do something about them,

don't you think they would have already?

And if they can't do nothing about them

for all of that,

what makes you think they gonna swoop their asses

on down here and arrest Big Pere

because he asked to be our manager?

I mean, he didn't even threaten us in so many words.

And I'll tell you something, Gran,

when you see a guy get his face broke in half,

and shoved into a bunch of hot grease,

you don't need so many words.

- Well, maybe you and Teesha and the others,

maybe you ought to just give it up.

- Give it up.

Why didn't I think of that?

Give it up.

Yeah.

But you know something, Gran?

I just don't remember Big Pere offering us that

as an option.

Jeez.

You know, I really wish that stuff you did

in your conjuring room really worked.

I would love to send some big black magic

against Pere right about now.

And shove his ass in a deep fryer.

Damn him, damn him to hell!

(slap)

- Now, you listen to me, Kwame.

Don't make no mind to me what you think or don't

about my conjuring, but the magic's in your blood,

same as it's in mine, same as it was in my mama's.

And that magic puts power in your words!

- Gran.

- No, boy.

Some things you don't speak lightly.

You, you think I, ain't, ain't got spells

over in my conjuring room?

Magic that can wither a man's limbs,

or cause them a cancer, or send out a killing thing?

You think I can't do it?

I could show you things that'd wither your soul.

But it don't come for free.

Whatever you do with the art, Kwame,

it comes back on you, good or bad.

A conjurer can't call up the magic of the killing

kind unless he's willing to pay the price.

And that ain't a price I'm gonna pay.

Nor you neither.

- Don't worry, Gran.

I ain't looking to your conjuring to solve my problems.

It can't hurt nothing,

and it can't save nothing.

So I guess nothing's about all it's good for.

But don't ya'll worry.

I'm going to solve my own problems myself.

- How, Kwame?

Kwame, solve it how?

- I'm going to give Big Pere his answer.

- So, Big Pere, he's this big time gangster, right?

What do we care?

We just need somebody to get us out there.

Somebody to promote us.

- KT, in the house!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

What's all these long faces?

The crowd is hyped,

and ya'll going on in two minutes.

Not one, uh uh, but two.

Alright?

- Alright. [Teesha] Okay.

- We'll be there.

- In two.

KT.

- Now.

Look, look, look.

Maybe it's not so bad.

I mean, maybe he can get us this record deal

finally.

I mean, at least get some airplay or something,

come on, ya'll.

- Hey, Teesh, you been pretty quiet.

What do you say?

- What do you want me to say?

If we say yes, we lose.

If we say no, we lose.

When it comes down to it, what can we do?

- Sh, Miss Negative over here.

- I'm not being negative.

- Yes you are.

- Come on, ya'll, you act life somebody died.

We KT Bounce.

Come on, man, let's go perform,

besides, I saw some honeys upstairs.

Yeah.

- That's what I'm talking about.

- [Teesha] He doesn't want to either.

- You're already there. - [Kwame] You think so?

Come on.

KT Bounce!

Baby!

Whoo!

♪ I'm gonna give it to you

♪ Anyway that you want me to

♪ Mm, we can do it all night

♪ If you're feeling right

♪ I keep it coming on strong

♪ So slow

♪ And you won't have to wait

♪ No longer

♪ Yeah

♪ Cause I'm going to give it to ya, yeah

♪ You own it, you need it ♪

(applause and cheers)

- Alright, alright, let's give it up

my girl April.

Now, let me bring out my boys,

KT Bounce!

(applause and cheers)

- Yes, give it up,

KT Bounce in the house.

- Everybody clap your hands.

- Hold up, hold up, hold up.

Alright ya'll.

I want to dedicate this next set

to an upstanding fat ass New Orleans

drug pusher, murderer, pimp.

Big Pere, ya'll.

Give it up.

Now you see, he wants to take KT Bounce over.

But I got an answer for you.

Now, I can't speak for nobody but myself,

but knowing what's been in your hand,

there ain't no way I'm gonna be in it.

So, if you want to kill me, go ahead.

But you do that shit now.

Otherwise, you get the fuck out of here!

(applause)

- You know what?

That's for me, too!

- Yeah, me, too.

♪ So check it, get out my face

♪ Why, you comin' here with all that bullshit

♪ What you think I'm gonna live and bleed

♪ Hell no, stop sniffing up them lines, what

♪ What, you think I'm gonna sign on that dotted line

♪ But I ain't and I cain't do all that

♪ Because everything I do is gonna be on track

♪ Listen to the shit I say

♪ Little kid brother with no delay

♪ I ain't gonna be playin' no games man

♪ Cause I'm true to this, not new to this

♪ I know how to get down with this KT Bounce thang

♪ Nah, you ain't gonna take this from me

♪ Cause we gonna make this money, yeah

♪ You better know, we go toe to toe

♪ With anybody, we represent that N-O

♪ Hot like songs all up his legs ♪

(doorbell chimes)

♪ Yeah, you feel that heat, bro

♪ Get out my face,

♪ Get out my face

♪ Get out my face

♪ Get out my face ♪

(telephone ringing)

- Yeah, what?

- What?

Hello?

Oh, my God.

Excuse me.

Could you tell me where Suzette DeVol's room is?

- Room 117.

- Thank you!

Gran, Gran.

- [Teesha] God, Kwame.

- I knew some kind of bad shit was gonna

come out of this.

- Shut up, man.

- Hail, hail the gang's all here.

It's about time ya'll got here.

- You fucking piece of shit! - [Teesha] No, man.

It's not even worth it.

- You better listen to your girl, Kwame.

What you gonna do with that chair, huh?

You gonna beat me to death with it?

You don't want to do that, Kwame.

You don't want to do nothing.

Now, take this like it's coming from a friend.

Don't do nothing's that's gonna jeopardize

your Granny's recovery.

Cause folks in the hospital, they get better,

then they get worse all of a sudden.

And when that happen, there ain't nothing can

be done to stop it.

There ain't nothing can be done to change that.

You hear what I'm saying?

Now, I'm gonna come by your place tomorrow.

I got some shit I want ya'll to sign.

We gonna go places together.

Yeah, I'm gonna take real good care of ya'll.

Ya'll my niggers now.

(dark music)

(rustling papers)

(mystical percussion music)

(liquid pouring)

(clinking)

(soft rattle)

- Ah.

(sizzling)

I

call on you

Shadow Man.

I call on you to make a bargain.

And I call on you, Shadow Man

by your secret name.

I call on you, Shadow Man.

(rattling)

(rushing wind)

What, what.

Oh, oh!

- What do you want, Kwame?

- I want, want, wait, what happened to the lights?

- I did.

Where I am, Kwame, there's only shadows.

If I stood in the noonday sun, the whole world

would go dark.

What did you think I'd be like?

- I'm not sure.

- Are you afraid of the dark,

Kwame?

- I'm,

I'm not afraid of you.

- Tell me what you want.

- I want.

I want you to kill Big Pere

and his two brothers.

- I could do that for you.

What will you give me in return?

- I don't know.

Whatever you want.

Except for my Gran.

If anything else happens to my Gran,

then the deal's off.

- Agreed.

I will take my pay as we go.

Here it is.

Now, where do we put it?

- What is it?

- This is the killing magic that you bought.

But we got to put it in something.

- I don't get you.

What do you mean?

- We must put it in something bad, Kwame.

That will do it.

(spooking tinkling music)

(Shadow Man groans)

(sizzling)

- Whah.

(Shadow Man laughs)

- Oh, my God.

(doll continues to make demonic sounds)

- Oh, don't be like that.

Old Ragdoll here gonna get you what you want.

Come and see, come and see,

come and see.

And now, we just let it do its' work.

(doll hisses and shrieks)

- And the price?

- Oh, don't you worry.

Ragdoll will handle that, too.

It's always a pleasure doing business

with your family, son.

- But what.

Damn.

- Put your hands together

The war is on,

Voux Doux.

♪ Don't get mad at me

♪ That's your man I see drinking

♪ My thousands got you balling your fists

♪ It's an embarrassment, miss, I'm fly

♪ Deal with it, you think I let some rinky dink

♪ Act run up in this

♪ I'm tryin' to have a good time

♪ Till it hurts, no need to work

♪ I'm confident that teachers knew

♪ How to party from birth

♪ What you all know about a Louisiana Creole

♪ The Voux Doux oh, they got north, east

♪ West, south evil

♪ Just play that ego and let your body

♪ Do the talkin' when I walk by all the sister

♪ They stare and stalk and say well she think she cute

♪ He said it and I'm agreeing and all the ladies

♪ Hold your hands up in the cloud and so free

♪ Well, let's put your hands in the sky

♪ And yell with us, voo voo voo was Voux Doux fabulous ♪

- There.

- There we go.

Aha, that's a fine piece of penmanship.

- Oh, yes, that's a very nice John Hancock.

Oh, I said cock, didn't I, I'm sorry.

- Now we all friends, huh?

That's a good thang.

- Don't we get a copy?

(laughter)

- Oh, he's full of shit.

- You sure this is gonna go?

- Well, you just watch us.

They're still here.

- I don't think he chose us at all.

- Now, we all happy, huh?

How about you, little girl, huh?

You happy?

- No, I ain't happy.

But I do what I got to do.

- I got to do what I got to do.

You go ahead and do it, girl.

♪ Do it till you're satisfied

♪ Whatever it is

♪ Do it, do it till you're satisfied ♪

- What about this bad ass nigger?

(laughs)

You're start throwing chairs?

Or you gonna do what you got to do?

Huh?

- I already did what I got to do.

- I got this rap.

- Mm, mm, mm.

♪ Is it my hair

Whoo!

♪ Is it the clothes I wear

♪ Is it my bit

♪ I'm sorry that I make more ins than you

♪ So tell me again

♪ Tell me what's my sin

♪ Is it your policy ♪

Whoo!

(doll makes demonic sounds)

(needle scratching vinyl)

What?

♪ You're messing with mine and me

♪ Yeah, hey, whoo

♪ Hey ♪

- Ah, ah, ah.

Ah.

- What the fuck?

(screaming)

- Oh, my God.

- Hey, fellows, what's up?

- It's seven o'clock. - [Teesha] Hey.

- Hey, Kwame, did you hear the good news?

- It's not good news, man.

- Yes it is.

- What good news?

- Pere's brother.

Somebody killed him yesterday.

- [Voiceover] Yeah, and they skinned his face, too,

just for fun, so bad.

They didn't even put his picture in the paper.

- Man, you talk about adding insult to injury.

- Hey, man, that ain't funny.

- What?

- I said that ain't funny, so don't be making

no smart ass, bullshit remarks, okay?

- Come on, man, what's up with you?

- Nothing's up with me, what the fuck's up with you?

- Yo, Kwame, he's just kidding.

- Damn, man, I don't know why you're getting

so bent out of shape for, man.

It just means we have one for less to worry us.

You know what I'm saying?

- [Voiceover] Yo!

- Hey.

What's wrong with you?

What's going on?

- Teesh.

- [Teesha] What?

- It's nothing.

- Tell me.

- Teesh, if you.

If you had to do something wrong,

you know to stop somebody from doing

the worse wrong,

would that be wrong at all?

I mean, if it came out better in the end,

all around.

- I'm not getting you.

- I mean, we all got to deal with God, right?

When the time comes?

So other than that,

oh man.

- What?

Please talk to me.

- It's nothing.

It's nothing.

Look, if somebody killed Big Pere's brothers,

then, then that's all the better for us.

Am I right?

I mean, that's better for everybody.

Better for the whole damn world.

Ain't nobody got to feel bad about that shit.

Am I right?

- Sure, Kwame, whatever.

- Yeah, man, whatever you say, man.

- Yeah, yeah.

Everything's gonna be okay.

- It is.

- Hm, mm.

- Is she going to be okay?

- Yeah.

She'll be okay.

She's just having a bad dream.

Hey, Gran, Gran, take it easy.

It's, it's just a bad dream, Gran.

You're going to be okay.

It's just a bad dream.

It's okay, Gran.

♪ Keep stepping with me

♪ You're messing with the K to the T

♪ Get out my face

♪ Get out my face ♪

(squeaking)

(clang)

- [Ragdoll] Ah.

Whah.

(knocking)

(knocking)

Whah. - [Voiceover] Kwame!

Whoo hoo.

- [Ragdoll] Ah.

(squeak)

Ah.

- What the fuck?

Ah!

Ah, no!

No, ah!

(Ragdoll chanting demonically)

(screams)

- Thanks for coming with me.

- You know you don't have to thank me.

So, are you going to be okay?

- Yeah, I will be.

- Everything's going to be alright.

- Thanks, baby.

- Mm, you're here all by yourself.

- Hm, yeah I am, aren't I?

- Are you going to invite me in?

- Yeah, come on.

(Teesha gasps)

- [Teesha] Oh, my God!

- [Kwame] Oh my God!

Oh my God!

- [Teesha] Oh, my God!

- [Kwame] It's Gem, Gem! - Somebody killed him!

- [Kwame] Oh, my God!

Nobody picked this shit!

- [Teesha] Ew!

- Come on, baby, get up.

I want you to go over there to the Bonaventures, okay?

I want you to call the police!

- No!

- Please, please baby - [Teesha] Don't leave me!

- Listen to me.

Okay, I've got to get back to the hospital

and get to Gran, okay?

So just do what I say.

Go, go!

God!

(pounding footsteps)

Where is everybody?

- Well, well, well.

If it isn't the bad motherfucker

I wanted to talk to anyway.

- Why'd you do it?

- Say what?

- If you wanted to kill somebody,

why the fuck didn't you come and kill me?

- Kill who?

- Gem, motherfucker, don't act like you

don't know what I'm talking about!

- Well, you bad ass motherfucker, guess what?

I'll tell you whatever the fuck I want to tell you.

And if I don't want to tell you shit,

I'll do that, too.

And don't worry about me lying to your ass,

you want to know why?

Cause a little bad ass motherfucker like you

ain't worth lying to, cause nobody give a half a shit

what you know or don't know.

So you know what you're gonna do now?

You gonna sit your black ass down right there,

move it, sit your black ass down!

For you and your granny ain't gonna have a head

left between the two of you!

Move it!

And keep your eye trained on that third eye,

because that third eye is watching you, motherfucker.

Yes, it is.

(thud)

Now, you listen up, motherfucker.

I don't know shit about your friend,

and I don't give a shit about your friend.

You want to know why?

Cause under normal circumstances, you and your

friends together ain't but a small piece

of fried shrimp on a whole plate of shit

I got to eat anyway.

But these ain't normal circumstances.

Somebody done skinned my brother's face clean off.

And I been spending the last couple of days

talking to myself about it.

How about you, you been spending some time,

talking to yourself about it?

- No, bitch.

I've been too busy celebrating.

- You know, balls don't do a man no good when they cut off

and sewn to his face, so I'd watch who the fuck

I'm talking to!

And don't think I don't know about Granny,

and her conjuring shit.

I know that shit run in the blood,

don't think I don't know it.

- My Gran ain't got nothing to do that.

- Shut the fuck up!

Look like Granny here waking up,

maybe she got the answer.

No, no, no, motherfucker!

Sit your black ass down, unless you want me

to perform some mean ass brain surgery on grandmother

over here.

Sit down.

Cause you know how I hate needles.

You hear that, Granny?

Is that what happened?

Kwame been playing with the family magic,

is that it?

- Man, leave her alone!

- Shut the fuck up!

Is that what he done did?

Huh?

(growling)

What the fuck?

What the fuck is this?

What the fuck is that?

(screams)

(demonic shrieks and sounds)

(agonized screams)

(clunk)

(terrified screams)

- Then the Ragdoll grabbed onto Little Mikey's face,

and they were wrestling around on the ground,

and then the Ragdoll stabbed Little Mikey with a bunch

of hypodermic, hypodermic needles.

And yes, I had Little Mikey's gun, but I didn't use it!

- And that's Kwame's statement?

- And he signed that?

- Yep.

- What the fuck you think's going on here, boy?

You think this is an X-Files episode?

You think you're on a fucking TV show here?

Well, let me tell you something, you stupid

little motherfucker.

Let me tell you something.

You ain't going nowhere till I get some sense

from you, you hear what I'm saying?

Yeah, we'll put your little minor ass

in a real jail with the big boys,

that's what we'll do with you, how'd you like that?

(bang)

Dammit you're lucky he's here!

Write some shit like that.

(thud)

(phones ringing)

(dispatcher over police radio)

- I already told you everything I know.

- And I don't even know that.

- So, what you're telling me is, Big Pere

wanted to be like repping your rap group so bad,

that once he makes you sign the contract,

he turns around and kills one of you?

That's the idea?

- Maybe.

- Oh, right.

Right.

He figured that in the whole, wide world,

you four kids were the ones that did his brother, Gene.

And that's why he did what he did to your friend, Gem.

That's the idea.

- No, no, the idea is you go ask him.

Because I would love to see how you ask Big Pere

questions.

You do that, "That's the idea" shit with him,

or is it more like, "Thank you so much, Mr. Pere

"for finding the time to come down, because we have

"a few questions we'd like to ask you."

Is that the idea?

- Girl, you put that shit away!

Do you know what land you're in, baby?

You're in the defendant shall be tried

as an adult land, and that's some bad

fucking place to be.

Bad for the both of you, and bad for your friend, Kwame.

So the next time you open up your mouth, little girl,

I don't want to be seeing no fucking attitude coming

out of it.

- Trial?

Trial for what, what the fuck did we do?

- Well, boy, that's what we trying to find out.

So you be real careful

about what you gonna say,

cause what you need to be thinking about,

is what your friend Kwame is saying about you

in the next room.

You ever hear that saying, "Last to flip,

"takes the trip"?

Think about it.

I'll be back in a minute.

- What's up, babe?

Did you get anything?

- If they're lying, they're a pair of Robert DeNiros.

I don't think they know anything.

They're just a couple of kids.

- Someone's got to know something.

- Mm.

It's got to be your boy.

Is he coming up with anything?

- Yeah, gave us one hell of a statement.

You know, the whole damn thing's just weird.

I don't know.

See, he's not fucking with us, though.

It don't see that way anyhow.

- Hm?

- Hey, do me a favor.

Keep playing with those two, alright?

They're too close to this shit not to get

something splashed on them,

he said something, they heard something, something.

Alright? - [Woman] Alright.

Do what I can.

- Alright, thanks.

- You know son, no matter how you put it together,

it don't work.

- What do you mean?

- Only people ever did any killing for Pere

was his brothers.

He kept it in the family that way.

Gene was already a day cold.

Both Pere and Little Mikey were right here

in this building answering questions

when your friend got killed.

So even if we leave out all this magic

doll bullshit,

and even if they had a reason, which they didn't,

they didn't kill your friend.

Now, maybe that makes it all nice and neat

in your head, but the fact is, it doesn't work.

Even if we lay Gene on some unrelated psycho motherfucker,

or if we chalk Little Mikey up to self defense,

which is okay by everybody,

it still doesn't work.

So, what do you say you put on your little thinking cap.

And try again.

- You girl!

Teesha Roy.

- That's me.

- Yeah, how you doing?

Ya'll come with me, okay, because you're being

charged with accessory to murder.

- [Teesha] What? - What?

- Yeah, that's right, you can just thank

your little friend, Kwame.

- [Teesha] Kwame? - Just move your little black

ass. - [Teesha] You don't have

to grab me. - [Cop] Relax, sweetheart.

- You know, this is just some good cop,

bad cop shit, I'm not stupid.

- Honey, here we're all bad.

Sit down there.

Fill that out. - [Teesha] You don't scare me.

- Yeah, well, that just goes to show

how blonde you are.

Fill it out!

- So, Louis.

- What?

I told you, I don't know nothing

about no murders.

- Cut the bullshit, Louis, you've been

talking in circles for a long time.

I'm tired of it.

Look, you ready to join Teesha?

Accessory to murder?

This must be what you want.

(Ragdoll's demonic voice)

Ooh, what the fuck?

(piercing scream)

- Kwame, all you have to do is tell me the truth.

- Look, I've told you everything I know.

(shrill ring of telephone)

- How much you want to bet one of your friends

decided to empty the pot?

- There ain't nothing to em.

(screams over the speaker)

- What the fuck?

Go on, go on!

(agonizing screams)

- Oh, my God.

Oh!

Come on, Teesha!

- [Voiceover] Oh, my God!

Oh!

(Teesha cries out)

- Shit!

Come on, we got to get out of here.

- Oh my God, what about Louis?

- Louis is dead.

Baby, let's go!

- Get some help!

Get some fucking help in here!

- I don't understand this, Kwame.

What are you doing?

- I'm copying down this spell of protection.

I think it should stop the magic.

I think it should.

I'm not quite sure.

- The magic?

- Yeah.

I used this book,

my Gran's book.

I called up the Shadow Man is what I did.

But I didn't think about the price,

and I didn't think about what I was doing.

- Kwame, are you telling me that some magic

actually killed people?

- Yeah.

I used the killing magic to get revenge

on Pere and his brothers for what they did

to my Gran.

And now the Shadow Man,

he's taken a life for a life.

Gem, Fagene,

Louis, Little Mikey.

And if it takes Big Pere,

well, then, it'll take payment for that, too.

- Payment?

You mean me?

No, Kwame, that's crazy!

- Oh, baby, it ain't crazy, I seen it.

And now I got to try to stop it.

Baby, if I can save Big Pere,

then the deal is broken.

And it can't take you.

So go on, baby, go on.

Go on and get me the phone, okay?

- What?

Who are you calling?

- I got to call Big Pere.

- Welcome to the fort.

- [Teesha] What?

- Don't mind this, little girl.

Come on in!

Move, motherfucker, move!

- [Kwame] Where is everybody?

- I sent them home.

Closed the place up.

Didn't know what the etiquette was,

whether I suppose to wear two armbands,

one for each brother,

or let the first one ride piggyback on the second.

Like old Kwame here ain't into the black band thang.

He too busy being a mean ass spell casting motherfucker.

Am I right?

- Yeah.

Whatever you say.

- Whatever I say?

You the one called me, motherfucker!

- Yeah, that's right.

I did call you.

And you better hear what I got to say to you,

you fat fuck.

Cause I don't give a shit about you.

I called the Shadow Man on you and your brothers

for what you did to my Gran.

And now,

the Shadow Man,

he done put his killing magic into my Gran's Ragdoll.

- A ragdoll?

You're fucking with me, right?

- Yeah, I'm just fucking with you.

Only you don't think I am,

on account of you still here, ain't you?

- I'm listening, that's all.

- Yeah.

Well you listen.

The Ragdoll killed Gene, and he killed Little Mikey.

And he's coming after you, now,

unless I can stop him.

And believe me, if it was just your fat ass,

I wouldn't stop him.

I would sit back and cheer and watch while he cut

you up like the fucking hog you are!

You hear me?

- I'm listening.

So what, you hate my ass.

What the fuck you here for, huh?

What you here for?

What's all that about?

- You want an answer?

Because for every useless piece of scumbag shit,

every scumbag shit like you and your fucking

dead skin brothers, that the Ragdoll takes,

he takes somebody I care about.

And fucking dough boy, you just ain't worth it.

So I got to save your black ass instead.

(Ragdoll moaning)

- Kwame!

I heard something.

- What is it?

- I don't know.

- Alright.

Now, if you want to live,

you move your black ass.

Move.

Take off your shirt.

- What?

- [Kwame] I'm not having a conversation with you!

You do what I tell you to do.

If you want me to save your ass,

you take off your shirt.

And you better move it, because if the Ragdoll

ain't here now,

I guarantee you, she's coming.

Teesha, remember what I told you to do, okay?

You gonna cooperate, or not?

- Recipe.

The recipe, where is it?

- I got it, I got it right here.

Okay, now.

You see these words?

Now, I want you to read them from left to right.

In order, okay?

And um, kind of say them under your breath.

- Under my breath, okay.

- Now you, you stand where you are.

I'm gonna mark you in.

Um Balla.

To save these legs.

(creepy music)

(utters magic words)

- Alright.

Shit, okay.

Balla, save his arms.

Oh, Balla, save his head.

- Oh, Balla.

Kwame?

- Come on baby, just hurry up with that stuff, okay?

- I'm hurrying.

- Un Balla, save his heart.

- You got some chant for my dick?

- Just shut the fuck up and let me

do this shit, will you?

- Shit!

We don't have any cayenne pepper!

- What?

- We need cayenne pepper.

- I thought you got it from the house.

- I thought you got it.

- Over there, over there on the shelf,

yo, over there on the shelf by the refrigerator.

(hurried footsteps)

- Where is it?

- Over there, girl, on the shelf by the refrigerator,

can't you see this boy putting rigry on me?

You fuck something up and no telling what's

going to happen to poor old Pere.

- Oh, yeah.

Poor fucking Pere.

(Ragdoll's demonic voice)

(Ragdoll shrieking)

(Teesha's bloodcurdling screams)

Shit, fuck!

Teesha!

(thud)

- Hey, boy!

- Teesha!

(rattling)

Shit!

Teesha, hold on!

- Hey, boy!

- Look, you just stay right there.

Stay right there!

- Teesha, Teesha!

(knocking)

Shit!

- Hey, hey, boy?

What's going on over there, boy?

Huh?

- I said stay in the circle!

- Teesha, fuck!

- Hey, boy!

Hey, boy, I'm talking to you.

What's up over there?

- [Ragdolll] Eh, eh.

- No, no, no, Ragdoll,

you don't want to fuck with Big Pere,

no, no, no.

See, I got this sawed off shotgun,

and I'll blow your little ass away.

No, you don't want to fuck with me, see.

You don't want to fuck with me.

No!

Ah, shit!

(terrified screams)

- Shit!

- Kwame!

I saw it, I saw it, I saw it.

- Let's go!

Let's get the fuck out of here.

Come on, put the stuff in the bag.

- Where's Pere?

- I don't know, I don't know.

- It's going to kill me next, isn't it?

Just like it did with Gem and Louis, isn't it?

- I don't know baby.

Now come on, and help me get this stuff in here.

- Why?

It didn't do Pere no good.

Bye.

- Baby, I am so terribly sorry.

I understand that this is all my fault,

and I fucked up big time.

But I want you to listen to me now, okay?

I want you to listen to me, and have just

a little bit of faith in me.

Because I'm either gonna save your life,

you hear me?

I'm either gonna save your life,

or I'm gonna die trying.

So, please, help me.

Come on, come on.

Shit, come on, come on!

Come on!

- Ah, ah.

(Teesha screams)

- Let's get!

- [Voiceover] Talk to me, Ella.

- Oh, Lord, no.

No.

- Mama dia, mama dia, protect her.

- What time is it?

- I don't know, it's,

I think it's almost morning.

Come on, give me a hand.

- What do you think?

You think if it don't come by morning,

maybe, maybe, maybe it just won't come?

- No, baby, it's not no vampire.

Give me your other hand.

Okay.

(says mystical words)

Okay, now turn around.

(rattling and squeaking)

- Did you hear something?

- Oh, yeah.

She's coming!

The Ragdoll's coming.

Okay, come on.

Turn back around.

Alright.

(recites magic words)

- Hurry.

- I'm hurrying.

I'm going as fast as I can.

- I'm scared.

- It's okay.

Shh, just be quiet.

I got to concentrate, I got to concentrate.

(clunk)

- No, boy.

Them marks won't do no good!

- Gran?

- They can't protect no promised thing.

- Promised?

- Nothing promised to the Shadow Man.

What were the exact words you said to him?

The exact words, boy.

- I said, I said he could have whatever he wanted.

- Oh, Kwame.

You must've been crazy!

- I said, I said he could have whatever he wanted,

but he couldn't hurt you.

If anything else happened to you, that the deal

was off.

That's what I said.

- God help you, Kwame.

What you did.

- I know.

Gran, I know.

I did wrong.

But,

look, I will pay.

I will pay, but first,

Gran, I just want to save Teesha.

Please.

- Ain't so easy.

You just about promised him the whole world.

Even my poor mama made a better deal

with the Shadow Man than that.

She only ended up dead herself.

So all them marks and words for protecting,

they ain't gonna do no good.

- You mean the Ragdoll's gonna come?

- Ragdoll's gonna come.

Shadow Man's done his side of the bargain,

now he wants to get paid.

Kwame promised him whatever he wanted.

He wants you, because Kwame loves you.

And the Shadow Man means to collect.

Dang fool!

Nobody ever made a deal with the Shadow Man

and come out ahead.

That's why nobody with sense ever deals with him.

- I didn't know, Gran.

I didn't know!

- Hush now.

You were always two thirds of a damned fool.

Boy, don't make me wonder about the last third.

You want old Gran to save your girl.

- Can you?

- Maybe.

Just maybe.

But if'n you want me to,

you got to make Gran a promise.

- What?

I'll promise anything.

- That's it.

That's the promise

I want.

- What?

- You don't bargain, and you don't ask

what's to be done.

You simply say the words.

I will give anything for Teesha to be saved.

Say it!

- I will give anything for Teesha to be saved.

- You, too, girl.

Trust me, girl, just trust me and say it.

Swear!

- I swear.

- I don't know if even that'll be enough.

Come on girl, help me to my room.

- No!

I'll go.

- No, boy, you stay here.

We'll come and fetch you later.

Girl, come on.

I believe that love can save you.

Even from the Shadow Man,

if the love is strong enough.

Come on, girl.

(swishing)

Now, listen, girl.

What we got to do is gonna be hard.

Hard for me, and hard for you.

You must believe that the powerful good

in this world is much stronger than any evil,

and you must believe in me because what we

have to do is gonna take all the power

in my blood.

And all the faith in your heart.

- I believe.

- Give me your hand.

Hold up your hand.

(uttering magic words)

(sizzling)

- What is this, Teesha?

- This has to be done.

Just sit still.

- Go on girl, go on up to the top of the stairs,

and do as I ask.

- Teesha, where you going?

- No questions, you promised.

- Where you going, baby?

Come on.

- Look, just remember that I love you.

I love you with all my heart.

- Teesha.

- [Teesha] I got to go.

- Teesha!

- By the salt of the sea,

and the blood of the earth,

you cannot pass.

- Gran, Gran, why'd you tie me up?

- By the salt of the sea,

and the blood of the earth,

you cannot pass.

- Gran, untie me, please!

- By the life of the seed,

and the strength of the tree,

you cannot pass.

- By the life of the seed,

and the strength of the tree,

you cannot pass.

- Gran, please, untie me!

(Ragdoll makes demonic sounds)

Gran, Gran!

It's the Ragdoll, please untie me,

fast as you can and let me do something!

- I can't.

- What?

Why not?

- I promised.

- Come on, Gran, please!

- By the force of the heart,

and the strength of the bone,

you cannot pass!

(Ragdoll pants and hisses)

(thud)

- You did it, Gran.

The Ragdoll's gone!

You did it.

- No, boy.

Shadow Man don't give up that easy.

- By the force of the bone,

and the strength of the heart,

you cannot pass.

(demonic sounds of Ragdoll)

(Teesha screams)

Oh, my God, it's coming!

It's coming!

- Teesha!

- She's coming, she's up here!

- Teesha!

Come on Gran, untie me!

Please!

Come on, Gran, let me loose.

I've got to help her, please.

Let me loose!

- Goddammit, Kwame, shut the fuck up!

(Ragdoll shrieks)

(Teesha cries out)

(rustling and clattering)

(thud)

- [Kwame] Teesha, Teesha!

Teesha, Teesha! - [Teesha] No, I'm here.

I'm here.

- Teesha, Gran. - [Teesha] I'm sorry.

- [Kwame] Gran, - [Teesha] She made me

promise. - [Kwame] Come on, untie me.

Untie me, untie me.

- No! - [Kwame] Oh, God!

Gran!

Hey, Gran.

Oh, my God, Gran.

Oh my God.

- I had to make you swear.

I had to break the Shadow Man's bargain.

I had to make it

kill me, I knew you wouldn't

agree to the price, Kwame.

I had to trick you.

But you see,

I was right after all.

Love can stand even

against the Shadow Man.

- I'm sorry, Gran.

I'm so sorry.

- I love you, Kwame.

- I love you, Gran.

(Gran gasps)

Gran, Gran, Gran?

No, no, Gran.

Gran.

Oh.

(crickets chirping loudly)

♪ Oh, oh, oh

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Once there was a baby girl

♪ Brought up in the crazy world

♪ In the time that wasn't pretty

♪ Her mama bid the girl, is gone

♪ Got a grandson to carry on

♪ Yeah

♪ Trying to make it it ain't easy

♪ Now let your magic show

♪ Shine all over me

♪ Yeah, mm

♪ Nothing more I can say

♪ But I love you

♪ I'm sorry

♪ I never meant to hurt you

♪ I'm so sorry

♪ It's hard to live without you

♪ Your actions more than set me free

♪ I praise the life you gave for me

♪ Now I really know what the power

♪ Of your love is all about

♪ Raised me up with hands so strong

♪ Showed me all the rights from wrong

♪ Yeah

♪ Well my hands are so special

♪ The special little gift you gave to me

♪ Opened up a book of mysteries, yeah

♪ So be careful what you ask for

♪ Now let your magic show

♪ Shine all over me

♪ Yeah, oh

♪ Nothing more I can say

♪ But I love you

♪ I'm so sorry

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh

♪ I'm so sorry

♪ It's hard to live without you

♪ Your actions more than set me free

♪ I praise the life you gave for me

♪ Now I really know what the power

♪ Of your love is all about

♪ Oh, oh, oh, yeah, mm mm

♪ Hold on to your dreams, yeah

♪ Mm, mm, hey, mm

♪ Yeah

♪ Grandma's hands she told me

♪ I'm sorry ♪

♪ Well, she think she cute

♪ He said it, and I'm agreeing

♪ All the ladies hold your hands up in the cloud and stuff

♪ And all the fellows put your hands in the sky

♪ And yell with us

♪ Voo, voo, voo is Voux Doux fabulous

♪ What, you know the drill on that wild eyed tip

♪ Ya'll know the hook don't find it you better finish

♪ Eh, eh, eh, eh

♪ Give a little broad, unruly

♪ Maybe I'll find a way

♪ Eh, eh, eh, eh

♪ Live a little unruly

♪ Maybe I'll find a way

♪ Let the good times roll

♪ Microphone check one, two

♪ Who's next, the old U-X-T-O you at the tubler

♪ The two reps that ya'll want

♪ I say yo rep, you the bomb

♪ What's up now

♪ You know, somethin' somethin'

♪ Good butt, twerk, twerk

♪ Beanie weanie, Eddie Bauer

♪ Watch the crowd go nuts

♪ When the emcee announce

♪ Voux Doux

♪ Straight down south, in that down south

♪ Feeling Voux Doux down south dippity

♪ Eh, eh, eh, eh

♪ Living the song uruly

♪ Maybe I'll find a way

♪ Eh, eh, eh, eh

♪ Living the song unruly

♪ Maybe I'll find a way

♪ Let the good times roll

♪ And across the south

♪ In a funky town

♪ And across the south

♪ In a funky town

♪ I walked up in the place

♪ Dipped in rags and yell hey

♪ They made me stop for that proper

♪ Sock whazzay nassay

♪ Not bolay, nig

♪ I'm just trying to front cool

♪ There go my girls holding it down

♪ Like Voux Doux, Voux

♪ No fancy jewels

♪ Just direct me to the stage

♪ And all the ladies who gave me no play

♪ Was pretending they half gay ♪