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(ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING)

CHOIR: (SINGING)
This little light of mine

I'm gonna let it shine

This little light of mine

- GIRL: You know
- I'm gonna let it shine

- GIRL: Whoa
- This little light of mine

I'm gonna let it shine

Let it shine, let it shine

- Let it shine
- Oh, yeah

- Jesus told me
- You know my Jesus told me

- He said it's time to let my...
- Let my moonlight shine

- Whoa
- Jesus told me

- Whoa!
- Young lady, what is wrong with you?

You just cut out all that
wild gyration and blues shoutin' in here.

Ain't the Fourth of July picnic,
and you ain't singin'

with Mr. Bootsy Whitelaw
and his slide trombone.

Show the Lord a little more respect.

Do you understand me?

"Bright light," from "bright light."

(SINGING) Bright light
My little light

- I'm gonna let it shine
- Oh

Bright light
My little light

I'm gonna let it shine

- My pretty little light
- My bright light

I'm gonna let it shine

Let it shine, let it shine

- Let it shine
- Oh, yeah

Oh

- This little light of mine
- Oh, yeah

I'm gonna let it shine

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
- This little light of mine

- Yeah, yeah
- I'm gonna let it shine

- Oh-oh-oh-oh
- This little light of mine

- Oh, yeah
- I'm gonna let it shine

- Let it shine, let it shine
- Shine

Let it shine

(DOOR OPENING)

WOMAN: (YELLING) I can't stay here
and let him beat me like that.

You understand what I'm sayin' to you?
I'm sick of that man!

- I ain't lettin' him beat me no more.
- You better come back here!

You take care of Anna Mae,
you understand?

- I won't!
- Take care of her!

It's too much trouble
to take care of both of 'em.

You can't leave Anna Mae here!

(INDISTINCT ARGUING CONTINUES)

(TRUCK DOOR SLAMS)

- You can't leave Anna Mae!
- Take care of my baby!

You goddamn bitch!

GIRL: She took Alline and not me.
How could she?

GRANDMA: Don't you worry
about a thing.

You're gonna stay with Grandma,
ya hear?

GIRL: When is she
coming back to get me?

GRANDMA: She ain't, honey,
she just ain't.

Lord, what I'm gonna do
with another teenager?

Well, she's not my mistake.

- Alline, don't get fresh with me.
- I'm not gettin' fresh, Mama.

I wonder what she look like now.

Probably look like
that damn no-good daddy of hers.

Now, you said you wasn't gonna
start today. Mama, please.

What, y'all don't recognize
your own kin?

- Anna Mae!
- Alline!

My God, is this her?

- Anna Mae!
- Anna Mae?

- Mama, look at her.
- Hi, sweetie, how ya doin'?

- Hi, Ma.
- Look at you,

you ain't nothin' but skin and bone.

Come here.

All right, all right.
Did you have a good ride, sweetie?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, what did you bring with you, baby,
some bags? You got some bags?

That big brown one right there.

- ALLINE: I'll get it.
- All right, come on.

- All right, come on.
- How'd you ever get so tall?

You know what?
I kept all your letters, Alline.

MAMA: I'm sorry
we missed Grandma's funeral.

You know, by the time we heard,
Anna Mae, it was...

Yeah, I know.

ALLINE: Mama, can I borrow
some of your new perfume?

Go ahead on, girl.

(GIGGLING)

And that was some
fine sweet potato pie, baby.

- Your grandma teach ya how to cook?
- Who else?

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.
Anna Mae, sit down. Sit down.

Now, Anna Mae,
I know I wasn't around...

But believe me, honey,
you was too young to understand

what was goin' on
with your Daddy and me.

Did Alline understand?
She ain't that much older than me.

Now, don't think you gonna come live
in my house and make me feel bad.

You're gonna pull your weight, girl.

This ain't just
some party town, ya hear?

Yes, ma'am.

Now, we all got jobs.
Tomorrow you start lookin'.

(DISHES CLATTERING)

You headin' for the club, Alline?

Mm-hmm. Reggie gonna meet me there
and wait for me till I'm ready to go.

- I want you to take Anna.
- Mama, I got to work.

- Reggie don't want nobody...
- Well, I have a date.

Go on, Anna Mae, put on a dress.

I need some privacy.

And, Anna Mae, looky here.

Don't you get any ideas, baby girl.

I'm the only sinner in this house. Okay?

(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN: (SINGING) Well, I got a girl
She lives up on the hill

- Alline!
- Come on, Anna Mae.

Excuse me!

Well, she moves mighty quick Lord,
but I love her still

Oh, boy

Gonna jump for joy

Yeah, man

Have you had your baby, boy

My baby bought me
a brand-new choo-choo toy

There you are.

Anna Mae, this is Fross, this is Spider.
You already met Reggie.

Spider?

Yeah, Spider.
I play piano for the Revue.

Anna Mae Bullock.

Anna. That's a pretty name, little girl.

ANNOUNCER: He's back!

That's right,
lke Turner and the Kings of Rhythm.

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)

All right!

(ROCKET 88 PLAYING)

You heard of jalopies
and the noise they make

Let me introduce
my Rocket 88

Yes, it's great
Just one wing

Everybody love
my Rocket 88

Gonna ride in style
movin' all along

It's got the V8 motor
with a modern design

Convertible top
and the girls don't mind

Rollin' with me
ridin' all around town for joy

Play that thing.

(PIANO PLAYING)

Come on, step in my Rocket
Don't be late

Baby, we're pullin' out
'bout half past 8:00

We're goin' around the corner
and get us a fifth

Everybody in my car
gonna take a little nip

Movin' on out
boozin' and cruisin' along

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)

I know you love me, baby

Yeah!

But you never tell me so

- Yeah, over here!
- Here, Ike!

I know you love me, baby

But you never tell me so

If you don't tell me you love me

Oh, yeah, swing it.

I'm gonna pack my rags and go

All right, who's gonna
help me out now, huh?

Ike!

(FEEDBACK)

I live across the street
from the jukebox, baby

I...

Every time
they spin that record, baby

Alline, they're just awful.
How come they get up?

It makes me think of you

Please, girl. Every woman in here
wanna sing with Ike's band.

He's got a reputation.

Oh, there's one song
in particular, baby

No, not from his looks.

Always make me think of you

Well, he been with 'bout
every woman in here.

He's somethin' else.

One song in particular, baby

Always stays on my mind

(SCREAMING)

There's one particular song, baby

Always stays on my mind

(SCREAMS)

Every time you play it, baby

I just break down and cry

(SCREAMING)

No, no, no, Mr. Turner, I'll wear it out.

(HUMMING, GIGGLING)

ANNA MAE: (SINGING) Oh, just one
little song in particular, baby

Is that Anna Mae in there?

Always sticks in my mind

Yes, one little song

- I knew it! You been bit by the bug.
- Ah!

You been bit by the Ike Turner bug!
You got the flu.

- (LAUGHING)
- Shut up, Alline!

- ANNA MAE: (HITS DOOR) Shut up!
- Come on. Leave her alone.

There's been some lonely
lonely nights

Baby, yeah, since you been gone

Lay my head on my pillow

How I cried all night long

Lord, Anna Mae, I told you
not to borrow the white dress!

- Oh, my!
- Is anyone sittin' here?

You stick around, Anna Mae,

'cause I'd like to take you out
after the last set.

Breakfast. For breakfast?

All right.

I see.

So you a big girl, now, huh? Well...

I hope you know what comes along
with that territory.

Can I get you something to drink?

- Coca-Cola, please.
- Why, certainly, ma'am.

All right now,
who's gonna help me out now?

Me!

I live across the street
from the jukebox, baby

All night they play the blues

Gee whiz!

And when they spin that record, baby
You know, it makes me

- I love you, Ike!
- No!

ANNOUNCER: Come on! Pass it up!

IKE: Come on, now. Must be somebody
out there who'll sing tonight.

Bring it here!

Come on. You ain't deaf.
Bring the microphone.

Here!

Here, here, here!

Here, right here. Give it to my sister.

What you want, girl?

Give it to Anna Mae. Go on, Anna Mae.

Girl, go on now, you've been practicin'
in the bathroom enough.

- Go on. That's right.
- (LAUGHING)

ANNAMAE: I know you love me, baby

But you never tell me so

I know you love me, baby

But you never tell me so

If you don't tell me you love me

I'm gonna pack my rags and go

(CROWD CHEERING)

Oh, I live on the street
from the jukebox, baby

All night long
they play the blues

I live across the street
from the jukebox, baby

All night long
they play the blues

Every time they spin that record

Honey, it makes me think of you

Ohhh

And there's just one thing
in particular, baby

Always sticks in my mind

Yes, one little song in particular, baby

Always sticks in my mind

And every time they play it, baby

I start right in and cry

Oh please don't leave me, baby

(CROWD CHEERING)

Yeah! That girl can sing!

Lord, give it to her!

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

Do you want a refill? No?

- White people eat here?
- Yeah.

Spider, get going.

Where did Spider go?

- I sent him to get me some cigarettes.
- Yeah?

What's wrong? Ain't you never been
in a restaurant before?

- Of course!
- Coffee?

That's all right. That's all right. Forget it.

Here you are, miss.

Thank you.

- (GIGGLING)
- (CHUCKLING)

I thought you ran out of smokes.

- Yeah, well...
- Here's your silverware.

Ready to order?

Look here, I'm gonna have
the steak and eggs, over easy.

And be sure to get
whatever you want, hear?

- Miss?
- I'll have a steak.

Okay.

Mmm-mm-mm. Anna Mae!

Girl, you shocked the hell out of me!

Where a little woman like you
get such a big voice?

You had them folks tore down in there!

Let me put it to you this way.
It's like you sang like a man.

I mean, you all woman.

You all woman, any man can see that,

but girl, it's like you got your own
particular way of gettin' a song out ya.

It's unique.
You got your own unique sound.

See, that's what sells records.

Whoo, you got a flair.
Yeah, you definitely got a flair, girl.

(LAUGHING)

- Do you have a flair?
- A flair? Yes, I do.

Matter of fact,
I got a flair for writin' songs

and I also have a flair
for makin' singers famous.

What do you mean?

People that's come up with me,
folks that sang in my Revue,

a lot of 'em went on to be big time.

After they with me, they take off,
but that's all right, though.

That's all right.
That's all fixin' to change.

- Steak.
- I got a new singer in mind.

Yeah? He good?

Oh, yes, indeed. She is real good.

Matter of fact, she's very good.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

ANNA MAE: He say he want me to be
his new singer.

What's she talkin' about now?

- He told you that?
- Uh-huh.

- Who?
- Ike, Mama! Ike Turner!

And he gave you his address to
come around and rehearse. Lord...

What's a Ike Turner?

Anna Mae, get your
gullible country ass out of the clouds.

He does that to all the girls.

That's his line.
You know what I'm sayin'?

MAMA: Alline, how come
this string of pearls is shorter?

Did you cut off my pearls, girl?
This is tighter around my neck.

Maybe it's all them chitlins you ate.

- Don't get smart with me, Miss Alline.
- What?

(CAR HORN HONKING)

Who is that in a red convertible?

Red convertible?

(KNOCKING, DOOR OPENING)

Mornin'.
May I speak to your mother, please.

My mother?

Anna Mae Bullock's mother,
Mrs. Bullock, does she live here?

I'm her mother.

This is Anna Mae's mother!
Y'all believe that?

- I can't believe that.
- No.

My goodness,
what's a fine young thing like you

doin' with two grown daughters?

- Hey, Miss Alline.
- How can I help you, Mr...

Turner. Ike Turner.
The Kings of Rhythm.

We play down
at the Club Royal every...

Listen, Mrs. Bullock.
Anna Mae sang at the club last night.

- She knocked everybody out.
- No joking.

Mr. Turner say I got a flair, Mama.

- The kind would sell records.
- Mama, Anna Mae can sing.

I didn't pay for Anna Mae to come

all the way up here
from Nutbush, Tennessee

to be wastin' time
with a bunch of musicians.

Well, wait a minute, Mama,
it wasn't like that. Anna Mae...

- Alline, take Anna Mae in the back.
- But, Mama...

Yes, ma'am.

- Come on, Anna Mae.
- MAMA: Go on, girl.

Mr. Turner, I don't know
what you had in mind,

but this little girl's gonna be a nurse

and bring a steady paycheck
in this house.

Yes, ma'am, but Miss Bullock,

did you ever see a nurse
drivin' an automobile as fine as mine?

Meaning... May I?

Now, look here,

if you let Anna Mae work with me,

I guarantee you she'll be makin'
big money in no time.

You tellin' me
Anna Mae sing that good?

Put it like this.

I could get anybody in St. Louis
to sing in my band, but I want her.

Think about it.
Let her come to a few rehearsals.

Let me work with her.
You're welcome to sit in if you like.

You have my word as a gentleman
she'll be under my protection.

I noticed my boys crushed some of
your flowers accidentally outside.

That should cover the damages.

We'll be expectin' her
around seven o'clock this evening.

It's been a pleasure meeting you,
Mrs. Bullock,

and you have a nice day now.

ANNA MAE: (SINGING) Make me over
Make me nice

And when I'm done
Oh, I wanna be right

I wanna be made up

Anna Mae, you're gonna have to
sing rougher. You hear me?

Rougher! From here.

Okay? All right.
We'll take it from the top.

Here we go. And one, two, three, and...

I'm talkin' to the priest

Rougher, Anna Mae.

The high priest

Come on. Rougher.

And everybody out there
in the universe

If what I'm sayin' is wrong

I don't understand
what you mean by "rougher."

- What's "rougher" mean?
- Sing.

Now you got that girl
screamin' like a maniac.

- Yes, ma'am. Keep singing.
- That makes no sense.

Look here.
That's what sells records, Ms. Bullock.

- Look, do you want a drink?
- Yeah, I want a drink...

- Keep singin'.
...but I'm watchin' this rehearsal.

Come on, I'll get you a drink in the back.
Come on, Alline.

I wanna watch this rehearsal.

Give me a liniment

And wash me clean

Make me over
Make me nice

And when I'm done
Oh, I wanna be right

Hey Lord, make me over
I wanna be made over

Make me over
I wanna be made over

From here. Let me hear it.

I wanna go crazy
I wanna do some things

Yeah.

I wanna be a star
Oh, I wanna have a big name

And in my heart let beauty reign

And when I'm done
Oh, I wanna have fame

Oh Lord, make me over
I wanna be made over

Oh Lord, make me over

All right! Go ahead, Anna.

I wanna be made over
I wanna be made over

Make me over

- I wanna be made over
- Make me over

I wanna be made over

- Oh Lord, make me over
- Make me over

Make me over

Come on. Keep goin'!

- Oh Lord, make me over
- Make me over

Lord, make me nice
Lord, make me good

- And give me power
- Make me over

- Give me love
- Wanna be made over

- Give me voluptuousness
- Make me over

I wanna be made over

All right, bye-bye.

Hey. Hey, hey, Fross, Fross,
tell them to be quiet.

Y'all look here.
We're fixin' to go on tour.

That's right, we're goin' on tour.

Which means
my name's gonna be on this thing,

which means any time
you fuck up a step,

you fuckin' with my good reputation,
you understand?

Jackie, you was 15 minutes late
to rehearsal today, wasn't you?

A $5 fine.

(SPIDER LAUGHING)

What you laughing at, Spider?

You ain't but that far from not even
having a job your damn self.

(LAUGHING)

All right, now. Y'all, look here.

It's gonna be Anna Mae's first run
out the startin' gate.

I want all y'all to pitch in,
help her out, do what you can, all right?

All right.

Yeah, hey, Lorraine!

- I'm tired of this shit, Ike.
- Lorraine.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Now, now, come on, yeah.

JACKIE: We finally get paid, and he
invents a new way to take it back.

And he want everybody to help her out.

He sure got a sudden case
of the niceness.

Yeah, I wonder why.

I guess he caught it from that new swing
in somebody's ass.

Come on. He's with Lorraine.

Lorraine! Oh, honey, please.

Lorraine was Ike's last gig.
He's always bookin' ahead.

Now, you watch yourself.

Ike's got a thing for every young heifer
sticks her butt out.

- Yeah, you wish he did.
- Come on, Anna Mae. Let's go.

All right, in a sec, okay?

- Hey, now.
- I was...

Just about to go home,
but I wanted to say good night.

Well, don't go nowhere yet. Come on.
Sit down and let me talk to you.

(LAUGHING)

You know, you got the prettiest smile.

You do.

Come on. Open your mouth for me.

You ain't been to the dentist before,
have you?

What?

I said, you ain't been
to the dentist before, have you?

I'm gonna have Fross carry you
to the dentist in the morning.

You got a lot of cavities back there.
All right?

All right.

It's kind of late for you to be goin' home.
I want you to stay here tonight.

I got a room in the back,
it's all made up for you.

And don't you worry,
I'm gonna call your mama

and let her know
you're stayin' here, okay?

- All right.
- Why don't you go on back there.

Go on.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Ahhh!

What the fuck is goin' on here?

Lorraine, don't. Please, don't.

You ain't even worth the bullet.

(CRYING)

(GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMS)

(SOBBING)

- Lorraine. Lorraine!
- IKE: What's the matter? Hey!

- Lorraine, Lorraine!
- Lorraine!

- Open the door! Open, open the door!
- Lorraine!

(SCREAMING)

(LORRAINE CRYING)

Lorraine! Anna Mae!

(ANNA MAE GAGGING)

Anna Mae. Hey, Fross!
Hey, Fross, get up here, man!

(ANNA MAE SCREAMING)

Oh, shit! What happened?

IKE: Hey, call an ambulance.
LORRAINE: You drove me to this, Ike!

I'll get an ambulance.
You, you stay with her.

(BABY CRYING)

- Ike, Jr., go back downstairs, now.
- Hey, hey, hey!

Watch him, Ike! Watch him!

(LORRAINE CRYING)

- Ike, come on. Let's go. We got to go.
- (SIREN WAILING)

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

How's Lorraine? Is she...

No, she's fine. She's gonna be all right.

Doctor says
she gonna pull through just fine.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Yeah, I'm gonna be okay.

Damn.

I can't stand hospitals, ma'am.

My daddy got holes
kicked in his stomach.

Took him three long years to die.

And you could smell his insides.

'Cause he was messin' around
with some gangster's woman.

Can't stand hospitals, ma'am.

I'm sorry.

I need to go.

Come on, Anna Mae.
Don't go nowhere now.

Don't leave me by myself.
I can't be by myself tonight.

- But, Lorraine, she's your wife.
- No, we ain't married.

We ain't never been married.

I just can't make her happy no more.

Things could change. I mean, maybe...

- Y'all can work it out.
- No.

She did the worst thing you could do
to anybody like me.

She stopped believin' in me.

See, I got dreams, Anna Mae.

I got dreams
that's bigger than St. Louis.

And she can't touch me like you do.
She don't make me feel the way you do.

I can't even talk to her.

You're the only one.

You're the onliest one
I could talk to like this.

Just like everybody else

I tried to help out my whole life,
she done left me.

I wouldn't do that,

what those other people did to you,
leave you.

- I would never do that.
- I know.

- Never.
- I know.

(MOANING)

(MOANING CONTINUES)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

Look, look.

Oh, shit.

Hey, look here, y'all.

I want y'all to take Anna down
to this beauty shop here.

Get her a bleach job
like Marilyn Monroe,

like the lady on the poster up there.

Get her hair did like that, all right?

- Okay.
- Come on, come on.

- Come on, Marilyn.
- Come on, come on, come on.

- Where?
- Right here. Come on. Let's go.

Hey, Anna Mae, what ya think, honey?
Is it me, girl?

- Hey, what's the matter with you?
- Nothin'.

I just didn't think we'd be playin'
in a place like this.

What, thought we'd be playin'
at Carnegie fuckin' Hall?

(LAUGHING)

From what I heard about Ike, baby,
the shit's about to hit the fan.

Girl, now you know
Ike'll work the fuck out of you.

- Do I detect a note of bitterness?
- It's a gig.

And you know what they say about Ike.

(LAUGHING)

Oh, child, don't mind me.
I'm just havin' a little fun.

Now, Anna Mae,
what's that do doin' back there?

- It's lookin' kind of orange.
- No, it's supposed to look like that.

- Hey, you the singer?
- Yeah.

But you got to have more up there.

She'll get bigger
the way she's been eatin'.

Yeah, Anna Mae,
we scared to eat around ya.

Girl, your appetite done
picked up lately.

DARLENE: I noticed that, too.

LEANNE: Noticed it?
Honey, Ray Charles could see it.

- Uh-oh.
- Uh-oh, what?

(SCREAMING)

Darlene!

Look what you did, girl.
Now look at that!

Now, you know you need
an ass whoopin'!

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

Anna Mae.

Anna Mae, get your butt out here, girl!

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)

Rock me, baby

Rock me all night long

Rock me, baby

I said I want you to
Rock me, baby

Rock me all night long

Rock me, baby
Rock me, baby

I want you to rock me

Like my back ain't got no bone

Then I want you to roll me, Daddy

Like you roll your flour dough

I want you to roll me, Daddy

Like you roll your flour dough

(CROWD CHEERING)

I want you to roll me

Till I want no more

Play my song.

(LAUGHING, CHEERING)

Hey, little Ann, girl, you were slick!

Ooo-eee!

Baby, you blew those people way out.
You were wonderful!

Girl, girl, I'll tell you! Mmm-mmm.

All right now.

Ike finds out Jack Daniels been dancin'
with the Ikettes,

you're gonna be in big trouble.

I ain't thinkin' about Ike.

Yeah, Jack better stop dancin'
on my feet.

(LAUGHING)

Whose idea was this? Darlene? Jackie?

Leanne, how come ain't nobody told me

about this new look
we got goin' on here, huh?

- See, Ike...
- I like it! I like this!

I mean, this is perfect!
We're gonna keep this in the act.

We gonna make it part of the act
from now on.

Now, we got 92 dates
between here and a good night's sleep.

- So y'all know what y'all got to do, right?
- Yes.

Look here, Anna Mae.

You did real good out there tonight.

- Really, Ike?
- Yes, ma'am, you did real good.

Now I got this new song I'm writin'.
You keep singin' like you've been doin,

and I might let you record it for me
when we get in the studio. All right?

How 'bout that?

You like that, huh?

Baby, look like you put on
a few pounds there.

- Well...
- Wait, wait, wait. Now, now, it's all right.

I like that.
I like it when you're healthy like that.

Stop!

(CRYING)

IKE: Come on, little man.
Smile for your daddy. Come on.

You know what?

Your daddy's rich
and your mama's good-looking.

Come on. Smile.

- (ANNA MAE SINGING ON RADIO)
- Come on, Craig, come on.

Let the baby rest and the nurses, too.

DEEJAY: Don't forget
you heard that first on WTEX,

lke and Tina Turner with Fool In Love.

I don't know even when y'all got time
to make that record.

"Ockateena"? Who is that?

Ike and Tina!

(LAUGHING) Sounds like weddin' bells
to me, baby.

Yeah, girl. The man gave you his name.

Tina! What kind of name is that?

What's the matter, baby,
don't you like it?

Come on. It's like Sheena of the Jungle,

gorgeous, sexy woman
on God's green earth!

Sexy thing on God's green earth!

MAMA: Go on, Ike, go on!

Hey, Doc, she lookin' kind of peaky.
What's wrong with her?

DOCTOR: Well, she's quite ill.

We're looking at
a severe case of anemia.

IKE: A who?

She needs rest,
and I'm not releasing her.

Not for at least another three weeks.

No, no, no, not now.

I got a lot of dates booked
between here and then.

I got San Antone. I got Austin.

No, no, Sam,
we be talkin' about a lot of money here.

This is very serious, Mr. Turner.

All right,
your man come to take ya home now.

- Come on. Sit up for me.
- Ike?

Come on. Sit up for me.
Come on, Fross.

There ya go.
Now let him put his arm around you.

- There ya go.
- Yeah, that's it.

(BABY CRYING)

What happened to the baby?

Fross got you. Come on. Let's go.

What time is it?

(CRYING CONTINUES)

Hey, little man, I got ya.

ANNA MAE: (GROANING)
Ike, ain't I supposed to stay?

You all right, little man?

Look here, darling,
you're supposed to stay with your man.

Who you gonna listen to, a doctor who

don't know me from Adam,
don't know you from Eve?

- Or you gonna listen to your man?
- But, Ike, are you sure?

- I'm sure.
- But no, wait. Put me down.

Hold on, Anna Mae, hold on.
Look here, look here.

Come on, Little Ann,
I can't wait no longer.

Now?

Yeah, we'll go down to Mexico
and get it done in a few hours.

No, I can't take my baby to Mexico.

Wait. Now hold on, now.
Alline downstairs in the car, hon.

Your mama can look after the baby
while we're gone.

We'll go to Mexico,
get it done in a few hours,

and then we off to New York City.

New York? What's in New York?

We are, baby, you and me.

Ike and Tina.

There's somethin' on my mind

Won't somebody please tell me
what is wrong

You're just a fool
You know you're in love

What you say

- Yes, sir! Did you hear that, Fross?
- Yeah, congratulations.

Look here, I'm a married man.
Come on. Let's get out of here!

TINA: (SINGING) Darlin'
IKE: Yes, Tina

It's time to get next to me

Honey, that was my plan
from the very beginning

Darlin'

I never thought
that this could be

- What do you mean?
- Oh, yeah

Your lips set my soul on fire

And you fulfill
my one desire

- Oh, darlin'
- IKETTES: Yes, yes

- I think it's gonna work out fine
- It's gonna work out fine

I wanna tell you something, lke.

Ikey

I've been to see the preacher man

The preacher man?
Why, you must be losin' your mind.

- I started
- Started what?

I started makin' wedding plans

Oh, really?

Oh, yeah

If your love is half as true

As the love I offer you

- Oh, darlin'
- Yes, yes

- I think it's gonna work out fine
- It's gonna work out fine

- I keep on tellin' you
- I think it's gonna work out fine

- Oh, I can feel it's gonna
- I feel it's gonna work out

- I want ya to know it's gonna
- I know it's gonna work out fine

- Oh, I can feel it's gonna
- I feel it's gonna work out

- I want ya to know it's gonna
- I know it's gonna work out fine

Girl, you look like I felt last night.
(LAUGHING)

- Go on and drink that. You'll feel better.
- Thanks, Jackie.

Come on. Give me the baby.
Come on, come on, precious.

They don't never give a nigger no ink!

If I was one of them ofays,
I'd be number one with a bullet by now.

No, no, I got to murder somebody
before I can get some ink.

(BABY CRYING)

Jackie, check on the girls.

You tell Leanne
if she miss a step tonight,

she be fryin' fish tomorrow, hear?

Hey, Ann, why ain't you dressed yet?
The show fixin' to start.

- Ike, I'm tired.
- What you talkin' about, you tired?

You can't be tired. Not tonight, now.
I got too much ridin' on tonight.

(CLEARING THROAT)

No, it's not me, Ike. It's my throat.

I mean, suppose I go out there,
and don't nothin' come out?

Look, Anna,
I don't know what you talkin' about,

but you can't do this tonight,
not tonight.

I got too much ridin' on this, all right?
Now, come on.

Ike, I'm really exhausted.

I mean, it's all happenin' too fast.

The baby and the road
and the whole thing.

I just need a rest.

All right, now, but look now,
you got to understand,

if we don't get out on that stage tonight,
we don't get paid.

Ya hear?
Now, if we don't get paid, we don't eat.

- What about me?
- What about the band?

Well, you talkin' about the baby and the
road and it's all happenin' too fast.

You got more excuses
than a nigger goin' to jail.

You got too many excuses, woman.

This here's about business right here.

That marquee out there say,
"Ike and Tina Turner,"

and the people out there
are waitin' on me,

and you layin' up here
talkin' about you tired.

Now, what you wanna do?

You wanna take care of business,
or you lookin' for a way out?

I see, you wanna leave me like all them
other suckers I done made famous.

- That's not what I meant.
- Well, what you talkin' about then?

Now, we're here. We're at the place
I been tryin' to get to my whole life.

We got the right song
at the right place, the right time!

Now, I need you to get out
on that stage right now.

I'm sorry, Ike.

Yeah, you sorry.
The sorriest motherfucker I ever seen.

I'm supposed to do a show tonight,

and you done
fucked up my head for that.

It's supposed to be the greatest night
of my career,

and you done fucked that up.

Yeah, you're a sorry motherfucker,
all right.

ANNOUNCER: And now, from St. Louis,

lke and Tina Turner
singin' their new song, Fool In Love.

(APPLAUSE)

(CHEERS, APPLAUSE)

Ohhh

There's somethin' on my mind

Won't somebody please

Please tell me what's wrong

IKETTES: You're just a fool
You know you're in love

What you say

You got to face it
to live in this world

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

You take the good along with the bad

Sometimes you're happy
and sometimes you're sad

One more time

You know you love him
You can't understand

Tell me why

Why he treats you like he do
when he's such a good man

Listen, he's got me smilin'
when I should be ashamed

Got me laughin'
when my heart is in pain

Oh, oh, now I must be a fool

'Cause I'll do anything he wants me to

Now, how come

You're just a fool
You know you're in love

Tell me one more time

You've got to face it
to live in this world

Hey, hey, hey, hey

You take the good along with the bad

Sometimes you're happy
and sometimes you're sad

One more time

You know you love him
You can't understand

Tell me why

Why he treats you like he do
when he's such a good man

Listen, without my man
I don't wanna live

You think I'm lyin'
but I'm tellin' you like it is

He's got my nose open
and that's no lie

And I'm gonna keep him satisfied
Tell me how come

You're just a fool
You know you're in love

Tell me how come

You've got to face it to live in this world

How, how come

- You take the good along with the bad
- Tell me how come

Sometimes you're happy
and sometimes you're sad

One more time

You know you love him
You can't understand

Tell me about it

Why he treats you like he do
when he's such a good man

Listen, the weight of action
speaks louder than words

Truest saying that I ever heard

I trust a man and all that he do

And I'll
I'll do anything he wants me to

Now, how come

You know you love him
You can't understand

Tell me about it

Why he treats you like he do
when he's such a good man

Come on, tell me

Do, do, do, do

Tell me one more time

- Do, do, do, do
- Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

- Tell me one more time, whoo
- Do, do, do, do

(CHEERING)

ALLINE: This what you got
off of Fool In Love?

It's an advance from Sue Records
for songs I ain't even wrote yet.

My, oh, my, I am a fool in love!

(LAUGHING)

Yeah, we used to work
without gettin' paid,

now we get paid before we even work.

Anna Mae Bullock,
you're priceless, girl. Priceless!

Yeah, yeah, she priceless, all right.

Shit, she ain't seen a dime of it yet.

Here, here, here, hand me that baby.
Give me Craig.

- Come on, Craig. Hey, he's sweet.
- Thanks, Mama.

Anna Mae, what you plannin' on doin'
with all that money, honey?

Live better.
Ike wants a big house with a pool

and I know he's always wanted
his own recording studio.

Now, don't forget about those
who helped you to get to where you are.

No, Ma. Never forget my blood.

- (CRYING)
- Shh.

I told you you're gonna get in trouble,
messin' with other people's stuff.

Puttin' your hands
where they don't belong...

Just playin' around.

Mmm.

What's wrong with you, girl?

Every time I turn my back, Ma.

Child, he's just bein' a man.
Don't be worryin' about him.

Don't be naggin' him now.
Look here, you got yourself a good man.

You just keep him happy.

- Ya hear?
- Yeah.

Go on. I got the baby.

- No, honey, put 'em back on.
- (GIGGLING)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Give me my money,
and put them glasses back on.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Shit! Damn! Hold on, baby, hold on.
I'll be right back.

Come on. Come on, come on!

All right, Lorraine,
I ain't got time for your mess now.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I hear you're playin' daddy, huh?
You're playin' the family man!

- All right, let me finish this up.
- Ike, here they go.

They're yours.
Y'all say hello to your daddy.

Come here. Wait right here.

I'm gonna talk to your mama.
Don't go nowhere.

- Lorraine, come here.
- No.

Look here, now.

I told you about showin' up here
and startin' this mess.

I'm not messin' with you.

What am I gonna do
with two more kids?

What am I gonna do with two
more kids, woman! Come back here!

Leave me alone, Ike!

You always wanna come around here
and start some mess!

You better get your ass away
from around here...

Don't fuck with me, Ike!

You better not never bring
your ass around here again!

I said, don't fuck with me, Ike.

Come on, you guys take those on out.

What the hell am I gonna do
with two more kids?

What am I gonna do
with two more kids?

I saw you.

It's all right, it's okay.

- Hey, you ever been to California?
- No.

- No? Me, neither.
- We did not.

No? It's gonna be an adventure, huh?

I saw you.

You wanna go inside
and see what toys I packed up?

Yeah? All right. Come on.

I wanna see.

DEEJAY: It's the cool sound of KAJT

and here comes the hot sound
of the British Invasion.

Manfred Mann and Do Wah Diddy.

Do wah diddy diddy
Dum diddy do

Snappin' her fingers
and shufflin' her feet

Singin' do wah diddy diddy
Dum diddy do

- She looked good
- Looked good

- She looked fine
- Looked fine

She looked good, she looked fine
and I nearly lost my mind

Before I knew it
she was walkin' next to me

Singin' do wah diddy diddy
Dum diddy do

Holdin' my hand
just as natural as can be

Singin' do wah diddy diddy
Dum diddy do

MAN: So what's your take on the new
English music invading the States?

Well, actually there ain't
nothin' new about it.

It ain't nothin' but black music.

I mean, Negro music with an accent.

But, personally, I like a lot of it.

Ike, I sense you don't feel
fully appreciated here?

Well, we have been doin'
a lot of touring all over the country

and Ike's been writin' a lot of
great new songs.

Ike?

(LAUGHS)

- Thank you.
- Sure. You're welcome.

Thank you.

(I ONLY WANNA BE WITH YOU
PLAYING)

(SCREAMING, LAUGHING)

Jackie! Jackie!

(SCREAMING)

(LAUGHING)

(WOMEN SCREAMING, LAUGHING)

Hey, you motherfuckers,
be quiet out there!

I'm tryin' to work, goddamn it!

I'll be right back.

I only wanna be with you

It doesn't matter where you go
or what you do

Ike, come on, come on,
take a break with us.

What you talkin' about?
I ain't got no time.

I got to work. I got to write these songs.

Sue Records, motherfuckers been after
me about these songs for six months.

You know how much money
I owe Sue Records?

What you mean, owe Sue Records?
As much as we work?

They always givin' you stacks of cash
whenever we do a show

and I know I don't spend it.

No? Well, what about all them
wigs and wardrobe

and whatnot you got in the back there?

What about the way
you got this place decked out, huh?

All this furniture, that fish tank.

The sofas, that fountain and shit.
That shit costs money, Anna Mae.

I got to pay the girls
and I got to pay the band

and on top of that,
I'm tryin' to build us a studio.

You know you want the studio.

And I'd have it by now
if you would sing the songs

the way I tell you to sing 'em, Anna Mae.
Goddamn.

That's what I've been tryin' to do, Ike.

But they all sound the same, you know?

What?

I ain't hear you. What you say? Hmm?

I ain't hear you.

- I ain't hear you. What you say?
- I said...

- I mean, not exactly, you know?
- Mm-hmm.

I mean, but you do have your own style.

(WHIMPERS)

- (CRYING)
- My own style, huh? What's wrong?

Ike, you promised you wouldn't hit me.
Don't hit me, please!

- Seems like you wanna fight.
- No, no!

Where you goin'?
Come here. Here we go.

- No!
- Here we go, huh?

(SCREAMING)

Ike, no! No!

(SCREAMING)

Ike, please!

Please! Stop!

- Shut the fuck up!
- Stop it!

- Get in here! Shut the fuck up!
- Ike, please!

No!

Huh?

(CRYING)

I guess you gonna leave me now, huh?

Go on then.

Now keep your behind in there, hear?

Everything all right.
Me and your mama just talkin'. Go on.

Y'all, go on!

(CRYING)

I said, go!

(RONNIE CRYING)

(ANNA MAE COUGHING)

Oh, Anna. Oh...

No, no, no.

I'm all right. I'll be out in a second.

Somebody needs to slap
his ass around.

Thank you.

He just got a lot of worries right now,
but I know he's sorry.

Is he sorry for all the other times, too?

- He's a pig!
- Uh-uh. Don't do that, Jackie.

Don't do that.

Can't nobody understand that
he got a lot of pressure right now?

Money. Music ain't right.

This, that and the other thing,
and what do I do?

I insult him when I know he try.

No, Anna. Look, this has got to stop.

You can't keep hiding
black eyes from us

pretending like nothing's happening.
We know.

I know what I gotta do.

I'm gonna help get it back on track

and then things between me and him
gonna get better.

Thank you.

(SLIDING DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

MAN: Now your last few songs
haven't quite reached

the all-time popularity of Fool In Love,
but you're still going strong.

It must be difficult to be
such a busy performing couple.

How do you do it?

Well, Ike's always busy writin' songs,
touring, everything.

And me, I'm just a homebody.

I love cookin', cleanin',
takin' care of the boys.

So between the two of us,
it just works out.

And here they are with their contribution

to the latest dance craze
sweeping the nation.

It's Ike and Tina Turner
with Shake A Tail Feather.

Well, I heard about the girl
you've been dancin' with

All over the neighborhood

Tell me why didn't you ask me, baby

Or didn't you think I could

Well, I know there's a possum
wanna step aside

I seen you do the jerk all night

Tell me why didn't you ask me, baby

I would have shown you
how to do it right

- Do it right.
- Do it right.

Do it right

Do it right
Do it right

Ahhhh

Twistin'

Shake it, shake it
Shake it, baby, baby, whoo

Here we go loop the loop

Let me shake it up, baby

Here we go loop de la
All right now

Said bend over let me see you
shake a tail feather

You bend over
Let me see you shake a tail feather

Will you bend over
Let me see you shake a tail feather

Will you bend over
and let me see you do it

Ahhhh

Twistin'

Shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, baby

- Come on, baby
- Shake it, shake it, shake it

Come on, come on, baby

Shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, baby

And do the twist
And do the fly

Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, baby

Shake it, shake it, shake it

Now come on, come on, baby

Shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, baby

Shake it, shake it, shake it
Shake it, baby

Shake it, shake it
Shake it, shake it, baby

- Ahhh
- Ahhh

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)

MAN: I'm gonna need you
to move those lights there.

There's a whole bank.

Tina? Mr. Spector would like
to have a word with you.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Turner.

Thank you.

Your performance was wild.

Hey, Phil Spector.
I didn't know you was a fan.

Look here, anything you got
to say to her, you can say to me.

All right then.
I'd like to record a song with her.

Hey, y'all hear that?

Phil Spector want to record
with Ike and Tina.

GIRL: All right!

I'd like to record a song with Tina.

Oh.

All right then.

Look here. Come on in my office.
Let me talk to you about that here.

(RIVER DEEP, MOUNTAIN HIGH
PLAYING)

When I was a little girl

I had a rag doll

Only doll I've ever owned

Now I love you just the way
I loved that rag doll

But only now my love has grown

And it gets stronger

In every way

And it gets deeper

Let me say

And it gets higher

Day by day

And do I love you
My, oh my

Yeah, river deep mountain high

Yeah, yeah, yeah

If I lost you would I cry

Oh how I love you, baby

Baby, baby, baby

When you were a young boy
did you have a puppy

That always followed you around?

Well, I'm gonna be as faithful
as that puppy

No, I'll never let you down

'Cause it goes on and on
Like a river flows

And it gets bigger, baby
And heaven knows

And it gets sweeter, baby
As it grows

And do I love you
My, oh my

It's real good, Ann.

Real good work.

- Really, Ike?
- Yeah. It's out of sight now.

I ain't lyin' to ya. It's out of sight.

- Really out of sight.
- Thanks, Ike.

No, it's really out of sight.

DEEJAY: Of course,
that's number one in Europe

and it's movin' up the charts
here in the U.S.

You wanna turn that shit down?

That's Tina Turner and River Deep.

More of your favorites comin' up,
so stay right where you are.

- Turn the music down.
- Just a minute.

- Hey.
- Fross!

- Hey there, Jackie. There's Anna Mae.
- Yeah.

Look, what y'all want?

They got any beer?

Hell, no, they ain't got no beer, girl.

- Don't y'all want some breakfast?
- I don't want any.

No, none for me.

- How y'all feelin'?
- I feel good.

She should feel good
with a hit song on her hands.

Could I have your autograph,
Miss Turner?

That's Mrs. Turner.

That's a married woman
you're talkin' to, boy.

GIRL: So when are you gonna make
another single, Mrs. Turner?

ANNA MAE: Who knows, you know?

- There you go.
- Thanks.

Thanks a lot.

- All right. Bye-bye.
- Bye.

What's up with the bullshit, man?

We're supposed to be celebrating, huh?
Come on.

We supposed to be celebrating,
I guess. Ike and Tina Turner Revue

fixin' to go on tour
with the Rolling Stones.

- There you go.
- We're gonna celebrate.

Hey, can we get some of that cake?

Matter of fact,
bring that whole cake over here.

Cake, cake.

Yeah, let's have some cake.

Come on. Bring us some plates.
Get rid of these.

Yeah. All right.

Come on. Let's see.
Don't that look good?

- Come on, Anna Mae.
- I don't even want any cake.

- Come on. Just a little piece.
- Come on, Ike.

- What's the matter, baby?
- You high. You embarrassing me.

- Come on now. Open your mouth.
- Come on.

See that?
White man ask her to open her mouth,

she sing all goddamn day long.

I ask, you ain't gonna say nothin', huh?

- Come on now. I'm asking you nicely.
- And I'm saying no nice.

- Ike, come on.
- You know you want some of this cake.

- Come on, Ike...
- Come on, eat some cake.

Ike! Shit!

So you done lost
your motherfuckin' mind...

No, Ike, Ike. No, leave her alone, Ike.

- (SCREAMING)
- Stop it! Stop it!

- Come on! Come on, bitch, get up!
- Fucker! Fuck you, you motherfucker!

- Come on, get up! Come on!
- Fuck you, Ike!

- I'm out of here, Ike!
- IKE: I'm all right.

Fuck you, Ike! I'm out of here!
You ain't gotta hit me but once!

Jackie, it's all right.

It is not all right to let
some motherfucker pound on you!

If you had any sense,
you'd get out of here, too!

If you had any sense
you'd get the fuck out of here!

Kiss my ass!
You a dead woman if you stay here.

And don't let me catch you
around my house either!

Come on.
Sit down and eat some cake, Anna Mae.

What the fuck y'all lookin' at?
Just mind your own goddamn business.

Hey, somebody,
clean this shit up, please!

Goddamn, Fross, this cake good.

Anna Mae, come on.
This cake real good.

Anna Mae, just take the cake, please.

(GROANING) Where you goin'?

To the bathroom.

(GROANS)

Ike, Jr., come on. Wake up.

Michael, wake up. Come on. Hurry.

Go wake your brother. Come on!

Hey, Ma. It's so good to hear your voice.

Yeah, they're great.

Ma, I need to ask you a huge favor.

Yeah, well...
I need to come stay with you.

- IKE JR: Ma, why you wake us up?
- Huh? Shh, shh.

Come here. Come here. Hurry.

Yeah, well... What?

- Can we have some breakfast?
- Over there.

- When did you talk to him? Shh, shh.
- Mom, where's Dad?

When he what?

Ike bought you a house?

Jesus.

Jesus!

Ma, Ma, I'm comin' to see you, all right?
Put this on.

Ma, I'm gettin' on a bus.

Do me a favor please, Ma.
Don't tell Ike. Please.

- Where are we going?
- All right, help me. Hurry.

ANNA MAE: (SINGING)
This little light of mine

I'm gonna let it shine

This little light of mine

I'm gonna let it shine

(PHONE RINGING)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

(SIGHS)

Hello.

Hello, Ike.

Okay. Sorry.

All right.

- Donuts?
- 50 cents.

Keep the change. Thank you!

Here we go.

(RONNIE CRYING)

Michael!

- How long do we have, sir?
- About five minutes.

Ike, Jr.!

Ike, Jr. And Craig!

No!

Ike!

Don't get in the car!

Get out of the car! Come on, boys! No!

I ain't got time for
this foolishness now, Ann.

You gonna get in
or you gonna stay here?

You're crazy!

You better get your ass in this car,
woman. You hear me?

- Get out of the car!
- I've been looking all over for you.

Don't nobody know where you're at.
I'm callin' your mama.

Jackie don't know where you're at.
Get in the car!

You know, they lock people up
for kidnapping their kids.

Get in the car. Get in the car.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

ANNOUNCER: All right,
sorry to keep you all waiting.

Are you ready? Come on!

(CHEERING)

We have a special, special treat.

For the first time in London,

the fantabulous duo,
lke and Tina Turner!

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)

You know,

every now and then I think you might
like to hear something from us

nice and easy.

But there's just one thing.

Left a good job in the city

You see, we never ever do nothin'...

Workin' for The Man
every night and day

...nice and easy.

We always do it nice and rough.

And I never lost
one minute of sleep

But we'll take the beginning
of this song and do it...

I was worried 'bout the way
the thing might have been

Easy.

Big wheel keep on turnin'

But then we're gonna do
the finish rough.

That's the way we do...

Proud Mary keep on burning

...Creedence Clearwater's Proud Mary.

- And we're rollin'
- IKETTES: Mmm

Rollin'

Rollin' on the river

Listen to the song now.

- Left a good job in the city
- Down in the city

Workin' for The Man
every night and day

And I never lost
one minute of sleep

And I was worried 'bout the way
the thing might have been

You know the big wheel
keep on turnin'

Big wheel keep on turnin'

Proud Mary keep on burnin'

- And we rollin'
- Rollin'

- Rollin', yeah
- Rollin'

- Rollin' on the river
- Rollin' on the river

- Said we're rollin'
- Rollin'

- Rollin', yeah
- Rollin'

- Rollin' on the river
- Rollin' on the river

(CHEERING)

(TEMPO SPEEDS UP)

Oh, I left a good job in the city

Workin' for The Man
every night and day

And I never lost
a minute of sleep

And worried 'bout the way
things might have been

- Big wheel keep on turnin'
- Turnin'

- Proud Mary keep on burnin'
- Burnin'

Rollin'
Rollin'

Rollin' on the river

Rollin'
Rollin'

Rollin' on the river

Give up, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do

All right

Oh, I cleaned a lot of plates
in Memphis, y'all

And I pumped a lot of 'tane
down in New Orleans

But I never saw
the good side of the city

Till I hitched a ride
on the riverboat queen

- Big wheel keep on turnin'
- Turnin'

- Proud Mary keep on burnin'
- Burnin'

We rollin'
Rollin'

Rollin' on the river

Rollin'
Rollin'

Rollin' on the river

Give up, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do

Yeah
All right

Ooh, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If you come down
to the river

Oh, I bet you're gonna find
some people who live

You don't have to worry
if you got no money

People on the river
are happy to give

- Big wheel keep on turnin'
- Turnin'

- Proud Mary keep on burnin'
- Burnin'

Rollin'
Rollin'

Rollin' on the river

Rollin'
Rollin'

We're rollin' on the river

Give up, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do

Shake that thing!

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)

Thank you.

AUDIENCE: (CHANTING)
Tina! Tina! Tina!

(CHANTING, CHEERING CONTINUES)

Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina!

Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina!

Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina!

(CHEERING)

(NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS PLAYING)

ANNA MAE: (SINGING)
A church house, gin house

Schoolhouse, outhouse

On highway number 19

The people keep the city clean

They call it Nutbush

Oh, Nutbush

They call it Nutbush city limits

Nutbush city

Goddamn, Ann. What the fuck
you doin' in there, huh?

That ain't what you supposed to sing.
Now, you know better than that.

You know you got to sing
this motherfucker

the way I told you to, right?

Goddamn, Ann.

How many motherfuckin' times
I got to tell you?

If you gonna sing the song,
you got to sing this motherfucker.

You dig what I'm sayin'?

I wanna feel this motherfuckin' song
through my skin.

You got to get up.
I want you to get up from way in here.

You better put some stink
on this motherfucker.

You better sing this motherfucker

like your life depend on it,
you understand me?

All right, all right, all right, all right.
Come on, Ike. Come on, come on.

Goddamn! How many motherfuckin'
times I got to tell her this shit?

(INSTRUMENTAL TAPE ROLLS)

A church house, gin house

Schoolhouse, outhouse

On highway number 19

The people keep the city clean

They call it Nutbush

Oh, Nutbush

They call it Nutbush city limits...

(INSTRUMENTAL TAPE STOPS)

Look here, Ann,
what the fuck was that, huh?

What's the problem here? You, what?
You done forgot the words?

Of course I can remember
the words, Ike. I wrote it.

Yeah, you wrote a motherfuckin' song,

and now you can't even remember
the goddamn words?

I mean, what the fuck are you doin'?

- Later, man.
- Yeah, all right now.

Look, ain't nobody
gonna buy this motherfucker

unless you sing this motherfucker
the way I know you can sing it, Ann.

I'm tryin' to help, Ike. All right?

Tryin' to help Ike?

You tryin' to help Ike?
I ain't the motherfucker that need help.

You the one that need some help.
What y'all think about this song?

- I don't know.
- No, no. It ain't cool.

It ain't cool till I say it's cool.
This is Ike and Tina.

And you gonna sing
like I tell you to sing.

You gonna sing this motherfucker
till you get it right.

You understand me? Come on, y'all.
We need some privacy.

- All right, come on. Come on.
- Get these people out of here.

- Get the fuck out. Y'all, get the fuck out.
- Come on. Let's go.

IKE: Come on. We got to go to work.
We got to go to work.

FROSS: Hey, hey, hey, where the fuck
you goin'? This ain't flour.

Now get the fuck out. Shit.

- Come on. Let's go, let's go, let's go.
- (KNOCKING)

- Get the fuck out, people.
- See you tomorrow, girl.

- All right.
- No wonder can't nobody hear you.

- Your goddamn shirt too loud.
- (SNORTING)

Give me them glasses so I can look
at that ugly motherfucker.

Hey, look here, what you want me
to do? You want me to go?

- Oh, go on. I'm gonna work.
- (SIGHING)

- All right then.
- All right. I'll see you tomorrow.

All right, all right. Hey! (KNOCKING)

- Hey! Don't get none on you!
- Hey, all right now.

- (LAUGHING)
- Shit.

Ike, that's it for me, all right?

No, all right.

(SCREAMING)

Ike! No!

(CRYING) No!

No!

(SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERING)

(GROWLING, SHOUTING)

(PANTING)

IKETTE: I like this one.
Darlene, look at this.

Darlene, do you think I could wear this?

Let me see that.

The mirrors.
There are too many mirrors on it.

- Oh, but it's black and it's sexy.
- They don't wanna see you in 3D.

Well, let's see that silver one.

- Who wore this dress?
- Honey, nobody could fit into it.

That's why we couldn't wear it.

Girl, you know I could wear this dress.
I could wear this dress.

(MUMBLING) Don't get paid...

If we're not on time.

IKETTE: Polka dots? No, not polka dots.

I don't care what you pick. You just
better pick something and hurry up.

- Make sure Ike...
- Anna? Anna, what is it?

- Get paid.
- Darlene!

Darlene, something wrong with her!
Anna, Anna, what you take?

(MUMBLING)

- DARLENE: Oh, my God.
- Ike. Ike!

(SIREN BLARING)

(COUGHING)

Hold on to this.

Come on, Anna Mae. Come on, baby.
You gonna make it.

Goddamn, if you don't make it...

I kill you, hear me?

Hear me, bitch?
If you don't make it, I'll kill you.

Miss Turner? Sorry. I know you said
no visitors, but your sister's here.

Just one minute.

(WHIMPERS)

Anna Mae Bullock?

Tina Turner.

I was afraid they wouldn't
let me in if I wasn't family.

Jackie.

Oh, little Ann.

Well, honey, this isn't a good way
to take a coffee break from Ike.

I got a sofa bed.

It's yours if you need it.

I'll be all right.

I just want you to know that I'm here.

I'm still your friend.

I love you, Anna Mae.

You take care of yourself, little Ann.

(BLARING ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

MAN: Whoo!

Hey.

Psych. Horseshit.

- Turner. Turner.
- Oh, hey, Ann.

- Morning, Ike.
- Feelin' all right?

Ike, Jr.! Junior! Junior!
Say hey to your mama.

Hi, Mama.

How do you like the way we got
the place decked out for you, huh?

Look here, next time
you want to take some time off,

give a nigger some notice.

I mean, goddamn, we on the road,
you gonna fuck around

and end up in a hospital
for what? For nothing.

You done run up this doctor bill.

Cost me a whole lot of money,
you know that?

Look, we got some new material,

and I want you
to get together with the girls

and come up with some new routines.

We got wardrobe fittings. We got...

What, 12 more cities
in a couple of weeks.

And we got to get on the road
next week.

Michael and Ronnie
running around here

like they done lost their mind.
Now you supposed to be their mama.

I wish you'd get after them
about that school work and things.

Now, I hope you got some rest
'cause I'm gonna need ya.

I'm gonna need ya
to be on top of your game.

'Cause we got to go out and do
what we got to do. All right?

Sure, Ike.

- Sure.
- All right.

Good to see ya.

(DOG BARKS)

(INDISTINCT CHANTING)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

JACKIE: Just a minute.

(SIGHS)

Anna Mae. Well, what a surprise.

Hello, Jackie.

I know it's not like me
to come by without calling,

but I just really felt like seeing you.

It's okay. I'm glad you did.

Well, come on in
and make yourself at home.

Well... (LAUGHS)

This is... This is a little different.

Yeah, I know. Would you like some tea?

Yeah. Hey, why not.

So how you doin', Anna?

Oh, you know, busy as ever.
Gettin' ready to go on tour.

- Twelve cities.
- How are you doin'?

Hey, you know me.
Once I'm on stage, I'm fine.

- And when you're not?
- Hey, all right now.

See? Now, ain't no such thing
as not being on stage.

You ain't on stage?
You gettin' ready to go on stage, huh?

Hey. Hey, bitch. Wait, wait,
wait a minute, motherfucker.

Now what, what you doin', huh?

What, what, what?
You, you makin' fun of me?

Now you know, fine. Fine your ass!

See that? Now, now, see, now that,

that's the shit there
that I'm talkin' about.

Next time I just might not
take your motherfuckin' ass

to the hospital.

Oh, Ike... I'm sorry, Ike.

Am I late for rehearsal?

Bitch! Bitch, you came here late.

You gonna owe me
at the end the week, goddamn it.

Jackie? Jackie, what you doin', huh?
Jackie, what you do?

You gonna try that again? You gonna
try that again, Jackie? Fine your ass.

(JACKIE LAUGHING)

Oh, Lord. Mmm.

Oh, Anna. Anna, I'm...

- (LAUGHS)
- Oh, Anna, I'm... No, I'm...

- No, I'm sorry. No, I'm sorry.
- No, no, Jackie.

(CRYING)

Oh, Jackie, I just...

You know, I know what it's like

to have your own blood walk out on you.

And I just can't walk out.

(SOBBING)

I just...

I just can't walk out.

I just...

Oh. It's going to be okay.

Oh, it's gonna be okay.

Now, listen. It's going to be okay.

Mm-mmm.

Anna, come here.

Come here. Come on.

I want to share something with you.

ANNA MAE: This is what you were doin'
when I came up?

Yeah, I was.
And I'd really like to finish it with you.

Okay.

Just follow me.

Anna, just say these words with me.

Nam myoho...

Renge kyo.

Jackie, what... I don't know what...

I don't know what I'm saying.
It sounds...

I know, I know, I know.
It feels strange, but it's chanting.

I'm a Buddhist now.

And when you chant, Anna,
you can see things clearly.

It's like life's mirror.

And when you can see yourself clearly,

you can change anything.

Come on.

You want to try it with me?

(CHANTING)
Nam myoho renge kyo.

Nam myoho renge kyo.

BOTH: Nam myoho renge kyo.

ANNA MAE: Nam myoho renge kyo.

- (ANNA MAE CHANTING QUICKLY)
- (BLARING ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Nam myoho renge kyo.

(ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BELL CHIMES)

Nam myoho renge kyo.

Hey, Fross.

(ANNA MAE CHANTING)

- Turn the music up.
- Turn it up?

- (INCREASES VOLUME)
- (CHANTING CONTINUES)

- Hey.
- Come on, Ike.

Come on now. What you doin'?

I'm tryin' to get some sleep.

Be careful with that chocolate bar.
Don't get it on your suit.

Hey, come on, Ann. I'm tryin' to get...

Where you goin'? Hey, where you...

What's wrong? Hey. Hey, Ann,
you better come back over here

- so I can get some sleep now.
- Go straight to hell, Ike.

- Hey, Ann, where you goin'?
- Taxi!

Come on, now. Get in the car now.

- What are you talkin' about, taxi?
- I'm going shopping.

Look, you ain't goin' shoppin'.

When you wanna go shoppin',
I'll have a man take you shoppin'.

Woman, I tell you,
get your ass in this car.

I ain't playin' with you now.

Hey, hey, call me when you're
ready to go to sound check.

Yeah, don't worry about it.
Make sure everybody be there

- when they're supposed to be there.
- All right, all right, all right.

What's wrong with you,
talkin' to me like that?

- What you say?
- Don't start with me.

- I ain't in the mood today, all right?
- Oh, you ain't in the mood?

What the...

Don't you ever talk to me
like that again. You hear me?

You hear me?

I'm gonna make sure you don't never
talk to me like that no more.

- Come here.
- No, Ike.

- Come here. What?
- No!

I'll show you somethin'.
Gonna talk to me like that again, huh?

No!

(WHIMPERING)

All right, girl!

Come here. Come here.

- (SCREAMS)
- Fight like a man?

(SCREAMS, GROANING)

Is that your best shot? Huh?

You can't do no better than that?
Come on. Come on!

(GROANING)

(IKE SCREAMING)

Turner.

Thank you.

Can I call you a doctor, Miss Turner?

Nobody don't need no damn doctor.

- Where the elevator at? Come on.
- Just around the corner.

TV: Tab diet cola

Hey, Ann, I want you to wake me up
an hour before the sound check, hear?

Anna Mae Bullock, you hear me?
You hear what I said?

- You hear what I said, woman?
- Sure, Ike.

Is there anything else
you want me to do for you, baby?

Go on in there
and clean yourself up. (SNIFFS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Ike?

(SNORES)

Miss Turner?

(CAR HORN HONKING,
TIRES SCREECHING)

(WHIMPERING)

(PANTING, MOANING)

I need to speak with your manager.

Yes, ma'am. Right away. George.

I'm... I'm Tina Turner.

My husband and I just had a fight.

I'm supposed to open
at the Academy tonight.

I have 36 cents and a Mobil card,

but if you would give me a room,

I swear I will pay you back.

- No, no, no. That won't be necessary.
- Take these.

Now, Miss Turner,
I'd be honored. Really.

We'll take care of you.

Thank you.

Nick.

Let's give Ms. Turner a room.

Thank you.

IKE: People keep asking me
where I'm hidin' my investments.

Because he's right.

The only investments I got,
she done destroyed.

The Ike and Tina Turner Revue,
that was my investment.

Ike, Jr.! Ike, Jr.!

We couldn't play all the dates I booked.

People are mad at me all over
the country.

$750,000 she done cost me.

What I got left: I got some clothes,
I got some jewelry.

The rest I got tied up in investments.
I ain't got nothin' else.

Please instruct your client to remove
his sunglasses. This is a courtroom.

Well... You ain't got to
instruct me to do nothin'.

Your Honor, in order to expedite
this matter, my client would like

to make an oral motion
amending her petition for divorce,

revoking any financial claims.

I want you to be very sure about this.

It means you're going to walk
out of here with absolutely nothing.

Except my name.

I'll give up all that other stuff,
but only if I get to keep my name.

I worked too hard for it, Your Honor.

The name is mine.
The name got my daddy's blood on it.

Now she want to go...

She can go wherever she want
to go, but the name belong to me.

No, no, look here now. Hey, hey,
hey, get your hand off me, man.

Mr. Turner. Sir?

Now, look, if she want to go, she can go.

That's fine.
She can go, but the name stays home.

As Mrs. Turner has decided
to drop all claims,

I hereby grant her divorce on the
grounds of irreconcilable differences.

Mr. Turner will retain all publishing
rights, royalties, all real property,

clothing, jewelry and all other assets.

Mrs. Turner will retain
the use of her stage name.

We did it, Mama. We did it.

Anna Mae Bullock! See, you ain't know
that was her name. Hey!

That's all right. I'm gonna talk to her.
Yeah, you keep the name, Anna Mae.

You keep the name. But remember
who gave it to you? I did!

That's right, I gave it to you!

What you gonna do?
You got four grown boys.

Yeah, carry your country ass back
to Nutbush!

No, it's all right, man. It's all right.

FROSS: All right, sonny.
Come on now. Let's go.

Ike, Jr., come on. We goin' home now.

(CROWD MURMURING)

ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to San Francisco,

and welcome to the Fairmont Hotel.

This marvelous truffle salad
and lovely chicken,

prepared specially this evening.

ANNA MAE: Oh, my God.
Roger Davies came.

Ohh.

(LAUGHS)

I really want this manager
to sign me. I'm so nervous.

We are very, very happy tonight
to have an old-time favorite.

"Old-time?" Old...

Miss Tina,
of lke and Tina Turner Revue.

Go get 'em, Grandma.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

(DISCO INFERNO PLAYING)

- Yes! Oh, baby!
- We love you!

I don't want to see the show
if I have to pay extra.

- It's included, sir. Have a seat.
- Does it come with a drink?

- No, ma'am.
- No, that's how they get you.

Burn, baby, burn

- Burnin'
- To my surprise

One hundred stories high

People gettin' loose now

Gettin' down on the roof

I tell ya

Folks screamin'

Out of control

It was so entertainin'

When the boogie
starts to explode

I heard somebody say
burn, baby, burn

Disco inferno

- Burn, baby, burn
- Burn that mother down now

- Burn, baby, burn
- Disco inferno

Burn, baby, burn

You see, Ike... Ike was straight R&B.

You know? My baby done left me...

Took all my money, cut up my clothes.

I'm standing here naked. I'm so sad.

(LAUGHING)

But I ain't about the blues
anymore, you know?

- Well, what are you about?
- Ooh.

- Rock and roll. Yeah!
- Yeah?

- Rock and roll.
- (LAUGHING)

That's right.
I'm talkin' about the energy of it.

Fun stuff, you know. You hear it in
the music of, like, Bowie and Jagger.

You know, that's the stuff I wanna do.

Not that old sad-sack stuff
I used to do with Ike

and not this boring stuff
I have to do for these hotels.

You know, rock and roll
is for young people.

It's a very different audience
to what you'd be used to with Ike.

I just believe that anything is possible.

You know? Anything.

Now it took me a long time
to get Ike out of my system...

And now that I've done that, I'm ready.

I'm ready, and I know what I want.

Tina, cheers.

To you.

- To us.
- To us.

- I'll see you tomorrow, noon.
- Noon?

- Yes. No, you need to come in early.
- You said 1:00.

Hey, Tina, between you and Roger,
how do you expect us to get any rest?

I'll just stay up till then.

Good night, fellas.

Hello, Anna Mae.

Hey, look, I...
Look, I just wanna talk to you now.

Give me a few minutes of your time.

No. I don't think so, Ike.

Come on, Ann. Now hold on.
Look, I brung you something.

I brung a gift for ya. Hold on.
Look here. You're gonna like this.

Oh, yeah, you gonna like this.
Look here. Huh?

Come on. I brung 'em for ya.
Now, go on and take 'em.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome. Now, I'm...

Look, I just need to talk to you
a couple, two, three minutes, all right?

All right?

I'm not gonna make it.
I need to talk to somebody. Please.

All right. Two minutes.

- There you go.
- Uh-uh.

Okay. Okay, two minutes. Two minutes.

Goddamn, girl. You look good!

- Thanks.
- Mmm-mmm-mmm. (SNIFFING)

What is that you got on?
You smell good.

- Look, Ike...
- All right, all right, all right.

What is this about, huh?

Well, the record company
tryin' to put me in jail.

Talkin' about I owe them all kind
of money, and I got to do somethin'.

Well, you do, Ike. I mean,
you took a lot of advance money,

and you didn't make good on it.

Yeah, well, look here,
I know all that, but...

See, if I could just get me another
hit record, now I'd be all right.

They'd get off my back
and give me some slack.

You know what I'm talkin' about?

Look, I've been writing some songs.
Yeah, I have.

And I wrote this one song. It's called...

Goddamn, I forgot the name of it.
Anyway, look here, I wrote it for you.

And it's got...
I mean, it's a beautiful love song.

It's got that real nice slow groove
everybody listen to now.

And every time I hear it,
it remind me of us.

I got my own band now, you know.
I got my own songs.

But a lot of that stuff you do in there,
there ain't nobody gonna buy that.

I mean, maybe somebody gonna buy it,
but it ain't like you and me.

I mean, when we was together,
our thing was... Like this here.

Look, I really got to go.

Just hold on a second, will ya?
I got one more thing I wanna say to you.

Look, I been doin' a lot of thinkin' and...

Two minutes.

All right, now! Look...
Goddamn it, I miss you, Ann.

I'm tired of this.
This done gone on long enough,

and I want you to come home now.

I know everything between us wasn't...

Look, everybody got problems, Ann.

I'm tryin' to take care of mine.
I gave up that narcotic.

I'm just... Look, I'm tellin' you
right here and right now,

I'm gonna try
and do right by you this time.

- Bye, Ike.
- Bye? Wait a minute!

I ain't through talkin' to you yet now.
You think about this: I made you.

You wasn't nothin' without me,

and you ain't gonna be nothin'
without me.

I was wonderin' when old Ike Turner
was gonna show up.

You get on. Do your la-di-da thing.
Go ahead.

Yeah, all right. Lay it on.

You ain't Donna Summer.
I'm gonna see you again, Ann.

Goddamn it.
You done broke my window.

Look what you done did now.
You messed up a nice automobile.

That's all right.
I'm gonna take care of that.

This shit ain't over, Anna Mae.

You can believe this shit ain't over.

I'm a soul survivor

Soul survivor

DAVIES: Okay, well, it's very exciting.

We've booked the Ritz
in New York City.

One of the reasons for doing
this showcase at the Ritz

is that a lot of these people,

a lot of these doubters
can come along and see

how exciting this new stuff
really is and how,

how focused she really is
at the moment.

In Buddhism, we do a chant
called "Nam myoho renge kyo"

and what that signifies
is that everything in our life

is cause and effect.

If there's anything within you
that needs to be changed, you do it.

You change it.

MAN ON TV: Can Tina Turner
really make a comeback at age 44?

- Forty-three! Here.
- What? Thank you.

- Tell 'em to get it straight.
- (KNOCKING)

- JACKIE: Who is it?
- About time he turned up.

Ike, Jr., Mother.

Hey.

What happened?
Who did this to you, Junior?

Father. He freaked out.
He kicked me out of the house.

Jackie. Come on in here.

Get me something
to clean him up with, please.

- Yeah, yeah.
- What happened?

Turn that off, please. Come on. Ronnie.

Listen. I don't want you
goin' back over there, all right?

I want you to stay with me.

Ma, there's something
you should know.

I mean, he's been sayin' crazy stuff.

I mean, anybody mention you or
the show at the Ritz, he just go nuts.

He go nuts. He said you ain't
gonna walk out on that stage.

- That man has got a hit out on you.
- Thank you, Jackie.

Listen, Junior. Don't you
think about that. You hear me?

I'm sorry. I know it hurts.

Mama, he wants to hurt you.

He's gonna hurt you.
I don't know what he's gonna do.

Come here.

I'm sorry. I know it hurts.

(BELL CHIMING)

Nam myoho renge kyo.

(KNOCKING)

- MAN: Five minutes, Miss Turner.
- Okay, thank you.

All right, now, listen. I'm going
out the front. See you after the show.

- Okay. All right.
- All right. All right.

Roger?

Thanks.

Good luck, huh?

(SIGHS)

Okay.

(KNOCKING)

Yeah, come in.

Damn, who died?

You got enough flowers
in here for a funeral, eh?

How'd you get in here, Ike?
What do you want, huh?

Hey, it's a big night for little Anna Mae.

I come to see the show
just like everybody else.

How'd you get past security?

Oh, come on, now.
You know me better than that.

Now look here, I told you.
I told you it wasn't over.

I told you you was gonna see me again.
Here I am, big and bold as shit.

You didn't even believe me. Thought
you was gonna get away from me.

Thought a nigger like me
was gonna let you get away from me?

You can't get away from me, Ann.
I'm in here.

Now you gonna act like
you don't even know me.

Yeah, I know you, Ike.

- I know you real well, all right?
- All right, Ann.

You know me so well,
tell me what I'm gonna do now.

Hmm?

Come on. I can't hear you.

You ain't got all that mouth now.
Come on. Tell.

- Talk to me, Ann. I can't hear you.
- That supposed to scare me?

Oh, yeah.

What you gonna do? I don't know.

Do what you wanna do, Ike. I don't care.

Let me tell you what I'm gonna do.

I got a roomful of people
who've come to see me.

You hear me, Ike? Come to see me.

So what do you wanna do? I don't know.

Shoot me?

Pistol-whip me?

Mm-hmm.

(AUDIENCE SHOUTING)

Yeah, Tina!

ANNOUNCER: Here she is in her
first solo performance at the Ritz...

Ladies and gentlemen, Tina Turner!

(WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT
PLAYING)

(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)

You must understand

Though the touch
of your hand

Makes my pulse react

That it's only the thrill

Of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract

It's physical

Only logical

You must try to ignore

That it means more than that

Oh, oh what's love
got to do, got to do with it?

What's love
but a secondhand emotion?

What's love got to do
got to do with it?

Who needs a heart
when a heart can be broken?

It may seem to you
that I'm acting confused

When you're close to me

If I tend to look dazed
I read it someplace

I've got cause to be

There's a name for it

There's a phrase that fits

But whatever the reason
you do it for me

Oh, oh what's love
got to do, got to do with it?

What's love
but a secondhand emotion?

What's love got to do
got to do with it?

I've been taking on
a new direction

And I have to say

I've been thinkin'
about my own protection

It scares me to feel this way

Oh, oh, what's love

Got to do
I said got to do with it?

What's love
but a secondhand emotion?

What's love got to do
got to do with it?

Who needs a heart
when a heart can be broken?

- What's love
- Got to do got to do with it?

- What's love
- What's love

But a secondhand emotion?

What's love

Got to do
I say got to do with it?

Who needs a heart
when a heart can be broken?

(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)

(I DON'T WANNA FIGHT PLAYING)

There's a pale moon in the sky

The kind you make your wishes on

Whoa, like the light in your eyes

The one I build my dreams upon

It's not there any longer

Something happened somewhere
and we both know why

Hmm, but me I'm gettin' stronger

We must stop pretending
I can't live this lie

I don't care who's wrong or right
I don't really wanna fight no more

Too much talkin', babe

Let's sleep on it tonight
I don't really wanna fight no more

This is time for letting go

I hear a whisper in the air

That simply doesn't bother me

Boy, can't you see that I don't care

Or are you looking right through me

- It seems to me that lately
- Seems to me that lately

You look at me the wrong way
and I start to cry

- Could it be that maybe
- Could it be that maybe

This crazy situation is the reason why

Oh

I don't care who's wrong or right
I don't really wanna fight no more

Too much talkin', babe

Don't care now who's to blame
I don't really wanna fight no more

This is time for letting go

Hanging on to the past

It only stands in our way

We have to grow for our love to last

But we just grew apart

Oh, don't wanna hurt no more

But, baby, don't you know
No, I don't wanna hurt no more

Too much talkin', babe

Don't care now who's to blame
I don't really wanna fight no more

Tired of all these games

I don't care who's wrong or right
I don't really wanna fight no more

This time I'm walkin', babe

So let's sleep on it tonight
I don't really wanna fight no more

This is time for letting go

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