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Hi, I'm Charles S. Dutton.

This year "Roc" will
be coming to you live.

Now a lot of you might be
saying, "So what's the big deal?

All shows are done
before live audience."

But this is live, live.
I am here now.

We didn't shoot the show
a couple of weeks ago.

We're shooting this
while you're watching it.

Unless, it's a, it's a rewrite.

Oh, man. This is more trouble
than I thought.

Okay, okay.
It's August 16, 1992.

What, you don't believe me?
Well, alright.

"The Los Angeles Times."

"The New York Times."

"The Baltimore Sun."

Check out the headlines.

"Orioles, fall in 9th, 5-4,."

Now, we can fake dates
but we can't fake headlines.

Oh, so now you might say,
"So what?

"They shot the show
in the morning

and edited it in the afternoon."

Well, you know what?
I don't care anymore.

I got a show to do.

I can't stand here
trying to convince you.

It's live, that's it.
Enjoy the damn show.

And by the way,
happy birthday, Ms. Meryl.

- Let's go.
- Here we go.

- 'Fifty seconds.'
- 'Here we go, guys.'

♪ Them that's got shall have ♪

♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪

♪ So the Bible says ♪

♪ And it still is news ♪

♪ Mama may have ♪

♪ Papa may have ♪

♪ But God bless the child ♪

♪ That's got his own ♪

♪ That's got his own ♪ Them that's got shall get ♪

♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪

♪ Them that's got shall get ♪

♪ Them that's not shall lose ♪

Happy birthday, baby.

Eleanor!
Who are you?

- Who are you?
- I asked first.

- Don't touch me. I'll scream.
- Alright, alright. Okay.

I know what happened.

You got together
with my brother Joey

at a club last night, right?
He brought you here.

You're into what?
Aerobics? Astrology?

Bulimia?

Oh, of course,
you must be Roc.

Joey's told me about you.

Hi, I am Carol.
I am Joey's guest.

My brother, Joey,
America's innkeeper.

Well, Joey said, you wouldn't
mind if I wore your wife's robes

since he is letting you live in
his house for free and all.

He let me do what,
do what the, what what?

I know, Joey told me,
it's only till you find a job.

Good thing. Joey's here
to take care of you.

Hey, I was not dreamin'.

- Hey, mornin', baby.
- Mornin', baby.

So, uh, I see you
two have met, huh?

- Hey, come here a minute, jag.
- Sure, jag. Excuse us, we...

What's up?

Well, for starters,
I wanna thank you

for lettin' me
live in your house.

Oh, yeah, well, I'm sorry
the furniture's a little tacky.

Joey, this is my house.

You know, it's bad enough
you're spongin' off me.

The last thing I wanna hear
you goin' around tellin' people

- I'm spongin' off you.
- Alright.

Now go in there
and tell that woman the truth.

- That's a good one--
- I ain't askin'.

Fine. Fine. If I do that
she'll walk out on me.

Well, you should've thought
about that before you lying.

Get in there
and straighten it out.

Alright, alright, fine.

But you owe me another woman.

'Hi, guys.'

I hope you like
blueberry pan cakes?

Uh, Carol, there's something--

Joey, Joey, Joey, Joey

don't say nothin'
till after the pancakes.

♪ Yeah keep on walking ♪

Hey, hey, hey,
stop that, right now.

What? I'm just getting
the house ready for the party.

You're not allowed
to work on your birthday.

I want you to sit down and
I'll take care of everything.

Okay, Roc,
but I better warn you

I get used to this real quick.

Well, you deserve it, baby. Hm.

It's gonna be a great party.

I got you the greatest
present in the world.

- What?
- It's a surprise.

Come on, Roc,
give me a little hint.

Alright, alright.
I got you two presents.

The first one
will knock you out.

And the second one
will happen after the party...

...in our bedroom...

...while I'm thanking you
for the first one.

I likes that.

In fact, we can just skip
present number one

move straight on
to present number two.

Well, now, you know,
I can do that, baby.

- Ooh, I can't.
- No, no, you gotta be kiddin'.

- Come on.
- No, Roc.

I gotta get to the beauty shop
in 20 minutes.

I'll only need but five.

No way, baby.
It's my birthday now.

I ain't settling
for some rush job.

I want the whole treatment.

Don't make me beg, baby.
'Cause you know I will.

Damn, man.
I can't believe this.

- Hey, Roc.
- Joey, get

Joey, Joey,
get away from here now.

Oh, my God.

What's the matter, Joey?

I just got off the phone
with Curtis Vincent.

He's teachin' now.

One of the best bass players
in the business.

And he's gotta give it up
just so he can make a living.

- Boy, it just blows my mind.
- You know, Joey, you amaze me.

It used to be
you'd just refuse to get a job.

Now you look down
on anyone who works.

You know, you have
really twisted values.

Oh, yap-yap-yap.

- Oh, good. You're all here.
- 'Hey, pop.'

I finally picked up my pictures
from my California trip.

- Alright.
- For my birthday?

Hey, uh, pop, thank you

for stayin' out
of our room last night.

And, Carol thanks you as well.

Oh, don't mention it, son.

I enjoy spending
nights in bus stations.

I slept like a baby.

I mean, those diesel fumes
really knock you out.

Wait a minute, pop.

You mean, you spent the night
in a bus station?

Oh, Roc, the man wants to show
us some pictures.

- Let's take a look, shall we?
- 'Let's see 'em, dad.'

Okay.

This is me standing
in front of the Hollywood sign.

- Look at you.
- Grauman's Chinese Theatre.

- Ah-ha.
- This is Sunset Boulevard.

Uh, 7-11 on fire.

The national dog.

That's the national guard
watchingthe 7-11 on fire.

Daddy, it just figures
the one week

you go to Los Angeles,
riots break out.

Yeah, I'm a lucky man.

I was stuck in Jersey
doing a '65 Watts riot.

Oh, check out this.

My man, Leo says he's gonna
take me to the track.

I'll see y'all later, okay?

Oh, Joey, you could
stay and help Roc

get the house
ready for the party.

I could also devote
my life to helping humanity

but whose got the time, right?

Do you believe him?

I cook for him,
I clean for him.

And one day I ask him
to help out, my birthday

he can't even show me enough
consideration to do.

Ah, he's been getting on
everyone's nerves all summer.

Look, I've been
thinking about this a lot now

Joey's been
living here for a year.

You know what, he's just
getting lazier and lazier.

He sure seems to be
wasting away.

Yeah, that's our fault
because we keep givin' him

the means to do it.

But if we really love him,
we gotta do somethin'

to get him off his butt.

And the only thing
I can come up with is...

...well, throwing him out.

Roc, now I agree
we gotta do somethin'

but isn't that a bit extreme?

Well, hat's the alternative,
Eleanor

another lecture
on responsibility?

He doesn't listen to that.

We should just toss him in
the water and make him swim.

I just wished
there was another way.

Oh, look, you two.

Now this is your house.

Now I don't get to vote,
and that's fine.

But, this business of
brother throwing out brother

it could cause
a lot of bad blood.

Now I've seen families torn
apart by a lot less than this.

Now if somethin'
would have happened to me

I'd wanna know my boys will
look out for each other.

That's exactly
what I am doing, pop.

Okay, Eleanor,
this is your house too.

I'm not doing it
unless you're with me.

I don't know, Roc.

Maybe it is time
for some tough love.

- Okay, I'm with you.
- 'Alright.'

I'll tell him
after the party, tonight.

Well, maybe tomorrow.

Well, sometime this week.

Well, I'm still afraid
of what might happen

but I guess I can understand
why you're doing it.

I never was tough enough
on Joey the way he needed it.

- You're a good brother.
- Alright, pop.

He sure is.

You'd be a
good father too.

Much better than I was.

Oh, thanks, pop.

Too bad your
sperm don't work.

♪ Whoa-whoa whoa
whoa-whoa-whoa ♪

I still say,
it looked better over there.

Oh, now, come on, pop,
I told you

nobody will see it
if we hang it over there.

I think my point is made.

Ah! Hey!
That must be Eleanor's gift.

Hey, hey, Roc.
Uh, that's my bouquet--

- Yeah, I know you're not here.
- No, pay him, please.

- Mr. Emerson.
- Yeah, great.

I've been waiting
for this all day. Thanks a lot.

Hey. Hey, look, I've never had
somethin' like this delivered.

Am I supposed to tip?

Aw, well, it's optional, sir.

Ah, perfect.

What is that, Roc?

Pa, this is an oil
painting of Eleanor.

- She's gonna be so surprised.
- Wait a minute.

'How did you get an oil painting
of Eleanor without her posing?'

I gave the artist a snapshot
and he painted it from that.

You know, the one with Eleanor
with her friend Helen.

You know, the sun setting
behind her and she looks like

some kind of an angel.

Yet at the same time, she's got
this little smile going

like she knows somethin'.
And she's hot and ready.

I got a picture of a lulu
with the same look.

Oh, yeah, pop.
Well, you check this out, huh.

It's not Eleanor.
That's her friend, Helen.

I don't care who she is.

She's not going up
on the wall next to Malcolm.

He painted the wrong nurse.
Oh, man!

Oh, and look, it's even got the
artist signature on the bottom.

Stevie Wonder.

Hey, Jake.
Yeah, this is Roc Emerson.

Do you know
you painted the wrong woman?

Hey, when a black man brings
in a picture

of a black woman
and a white woman

take a guess
which one his wife is.

No! The black one.

Wha-what? Her birthday is today.
What am I supposed to do?

Alright, alright, alright.
Fine.

Oh, he's gonna rush through
another painting.

I just gotta bring
the frame back.

- I'll see y'all later.
- Goodnight, son.

'Sorry about that, Roc. I am.'

Well, it sure is nice to see
Roc ticked off

at somebody besides me
for a change.

- Son?
- Yeah.

I wanna talk.

Sit down.

Sure, pa.

What's up?

I don't know how to say this.
So I'm just gonna say it.

Joey, you've been here
for a year now

and I think
it's about time you moved on.

Pop, are you, are you serious?

Oh, it's been real
nice havin' you around.

But a man my age after all
I've been through in my life

I need my own bedroom.

Now, maybe after the party

you should think about
making other arrangements.

Listen, pop, now, I, I just need
a couple of more months, okay?

See, I got, I, I know this guy,
his name is Curtis Vincent.

See, he's available
and maybe we can put this--

Maybe. But I don't wanna
wait no longer.

Now, it's been a year.
And that's long enough.

More "Roc," live, after this.

Then they start coming out
with all this adultery stuff.

First they say
Clinton had an affair.

Now they're sayin'
Bush is having an affair.

I don't believe it. George Bush
ain't the cheating type.

Oh, no?

When he speaks at the convention
watch his eyes.

He'll be scanning the crowd
for babes.

'Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.'

That whole thing get started

I'm on up tomorrow,
I'm gonna watch him.

You wanna watch the Republican
National Convention. Why?

Well, there's this
fun little game I play.

It's called
"Finding The Black Delegate."

Roc...

Yeah, I know you've been
had a busy day.

- Oh, okay.
- But I really gotta talk to ya.

Okay, pop, I'm sorry
I ignored you. What's up?

Well, you see, I gotta--

This must be
Eleanor's portrait.

Boy, am I glad to see you.
I was gettin' worried.

- She is black.
- Isn't she?

- As the nation of Islam, sir.
- Okay.

Alright. Well, thanks a lot.

I'm sorry, um, we changed
our tippin' policy.

- So, tippin' is mandatory now.
- Huh?

Well, It's a good thing I bought
this under the old policy.

Sir...

How you doin', Helen?
Huh? Hey, Cynthia.

Hey, Eleanor,
it finally came.

Happy birthday, baby.

Just a little something to
show you how much I care.

Thank you, baby.

Ooh, you present
from myhusband.

Well, that's not me.
Helen, that's you.

I'mblack!

Oh, my God! I-I'm black!

I mean, not that there's
anything wrong with being black.

- I mean--
- Oh, Helen.

Perhaps, we better leave
these two love birds alone.

Poor thing,
her husband must hate her.

Well...

This is the present
that was suppose to put me

in a lovin' mood?

I know they say
"It's the thought that counts"

but, baby, what the hell
was you thinkin'?

I'm sorry, sweetheart.
The artist screwed up.

I searched all through every
picture I had of you, you know.

I was lookin' for the one
that best captured

how much I love about you,
you know, and...

Then I found that one
with you and Helen

where you look like an...

...angel from heaven.

Yeah, that's it.

He painted Helen,
but I got him to redo it.

- And he still...
- Oh, baby.

You went through all that
trouble for lil' ol' me.

Yeah, and I'd do it again.

Well, you better,
'cause I still don't have

a birthday present yet.

Roc, now, I really have
to tell you something.

Alright, pop,
what's so important?

Oh, fine. Well, you see--

So you must think
you're pretty smart, huh?

- Skip it.
- What's the matter, Roc?

You don't have the guts
to face me by yourself?

- What're you talkin' about?
- Come on, Roc.

Don't play dumb with me,
it's your house

you're the only one
that throw me out. But, no.

You sent pop
to do your dirty work, huh?

You did,
pop, did you talk to him?

I told you, I don't want
my boys hatin' each other.

Joey, he didn't send me
to throw you out.

Whatever, pop, Roc, do you or
don't you want me outta here?

Look, damn it, I don't wanna get
into this here mess the party.

- Let's talk in the kitchen.
- No, I just got my--

No, come on, Joey,
let's talk about it.

Now, look, I don't know what pop
told you, but I love you, man.

That's what this
is really about.

Oh, that's really sweet, Roc.

Now there's no need
to be sarcastic.

Pop, please now.
This is between me and Roc.

Okay, I'll just stand over here
by the refrigerator.

You won't even know
I'm in the room.

Joey, don't you see?
This is for your own good.

If you're outta here,
you've no choice

but to get yourself a job,
do something

that'll give your life
some meaning.

- Like pickin' up garbage, huh?
- Ouch.

- I'm not here.
- Look...

Look, Joey,
I'm proud of what I do.

I go out there
and I bust my butt

and when I come home, I've done
something I can feel good about.

Yeah, well, I'm not you, Roc.

Now some dumbass menial job's
not gonna make me

a more fulfilled
human being. I'm a musician--

No, a musician spends his time
playing music.

Not hanging out
on the racetrack all day.

How do you know
that's what I do, Roc?

How do you know
when I say I'm at the track

I'm not out hustling some gig

or goin' to some
damn audition?

Every time I lose,
I'm supposed to come back

and tell you how I fail?

You know, that's real sad, Joey.

If I didn't think it was one of
your scams, I'd be crying.

Oh, right, right, so everything
about me is a scam now, huh?

- I should be like you, Roc.
- Oh, you could do worse.

No, Roc! I couldn't!

See, you've never been anything
more than what you are now.

- Which is nothing.
- Oh, this has gone too far.

Roc.

Now, who in the hell are you

to talk to me like that, huh?

I support you for a year
and this is what I get?

You know, you treat everyone
you know like garbage.

- And you know garbage.
- Yeah, I do.

- And I'm lookin' at it.
- See, Roc, you're damn fool.

Get the hell outta my house,
Joey, before I throw you out.

Alright, you got it, bro,
I'm goin'.

Joey? Roc?

L-lovely party, Eleanor.

We really must do this again
real soon.

Yeah.

Oh, I'm sorry this had to happen

on your birthday.

Thanks. Goodbye.

Shoot!

I couldn't even
fix myself a plate

to take home with me.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birth.. ♪ Happy birth.. ♪

Roc, I can't wait to see
what you got planned next?

'Cause if it makes me
feel foolish enough

I can still go catch
some of the guests.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

I wanted this, this day
to be special, you know.

I guess I screwed up as usual.
Damn!

It's not how
I wanted this to go.

Alright, I'm goin'.

Where are you going to go?

I don't know.
Why do you care?

I care, damn it.
Whether you believe it or not.

- I'm doin' this outta--
- I'm going to the bus station.

Tell Ramone,
"Andrew said hey."

Well, look,
here's a hundred bucks

I don't want you
out on the street.

That's not why I did this.

No, Roc, I don't think so.

Joey, take the money.

Alright, if it will
make you feel better.

Make it $200.

This is all I got, Joey.

Joey...

...why don't you just stay until
you get yourself situated?

No, that's okay, pop.

Happy birthday, sis.

"Roc" will be right back, live.

♪ Whoa-ooh whoa-ooh
whoa-oh-whoa ♪

Oh, I'll get it.

Hello?

Joey! Where are you?

- Joey.
- 'It's Joey.'

- Hey, how's he doing?
- Oh, he sounds fine.

Oh, that's good son.

Yeah, we were all worried
about you.

- Yeah.
- 'Yeah.'

Me? Oh, I'm fine.

Walking on egg shells though.

You never know
when Roc will throw

my tired old butt
on the street

Hey! He's right here.
You wanna talk to him?

Okay. Hang on.

Uh, he wants to talk to Eleanor.

Oh! Okay.
Hey, Joey.

Yeah, yeah. Oh, don't worry,
I'll have plenty more birthdays.

Yeah, the portrait came today.

Yeah, it's me.
Yeah, I'm black.

Uh-huh, Roc's still here.

Oh! Oh, okay.
Hold on.

Ah, he wants to talk
to daddy again.

Huh.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'll remember.

Alright, hold on.

- Uh, Roc. Joey wants to--
- He went upstairs, daddy.

Roc went upstairs.

Yeah, I don't
understand it either.

After all that's happened,
you'd think at least

he'd wanna talk to you.
Uh...

Joey, you remember
that girl Brandy?

Well, could I have her
phone number, son?