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Officer Al.

Badge number...

1324273.

Emergency Unit.

Report for duty, commissioner!

Did you bring the man?

l looked for him everywhere.

l couldn't find him

until my bike couldn't carry me any more.

Hit the road again.

By tonight,

l expect another answer.

It's your job at stake.

Yes, commissioner.

Thank you very, very much.

Commissioner, it's him.

The boy's mama says him a bad boy!

Says everyday him do a bad thing!

Everyday a baddest thing!

Obviously, officer Al,

your language doesn't get any better.

Do you mean that here is my man?

Yes, commissioner. l believe so. The one and only Badou Boy.

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l know we would help his mom and everybody else

if we locked him up.

Very well. Wait with him

in the hall.

In a few minutes., l'll let you know

my decision.

Ayo bimbam, ayo bimbam

Mama it's not that l don't want it but l'm scared

Ablutions, veils and clerics...

Mama it's not that l don't want it but l'm scared

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Ayo bimbam

Mama it's not that l don't want it but l'm scared

Beards and veils...

It's not that l don't want it but l'm scared...

The girI Kine's got me crazy...

Fool! How can you mess with a blind man?

You're fooling yourself! Thug! Rascal!

The girI Kine's got me crazy Don't fool me, baby

Disgusting!

l'm not begging for this dirt!

Officer Al?

Yes, sir!

Bring the young man.

Yes, sir. Right now, sir!

Boy,

since you want to play with the big boys

and show some attitude,

l have the perfect playground for you.

Officer Al, take a vehicle

and drive the young man to delinquents' Garden.

- It's ok? - Ok.

lt's ok?

- Is it really ok? - It's ok.

l'm staying for you, only you

You're Iike a gas pump talking to a diesel tank:

Move it (No there!) Go there

You drive me nuts

l'm staying for you, only you

Enough of the Wild West, dear listeners.

It's time for some Bossa Nova!

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Dear listeners, we interrupt our program

to give you flash news of the highest importance:

the crisis between France and Senegal rose to a critical scale

that no one could predict since its beginning

when Senegalese officials

prematurely left the Conference

for the creation of an African Species of Luxury Dogs.

Senegalese troops just invaded the French Riviera.

The outstanding fitness of Senegalese soldiers

very much impressed the French summer troops.

The Red Cross volunteers are overwhelmed.

The Riv�era mayor declared:

''As they did in the past, our men and women will resist.''

Tonight, in New York,

an extraordinary meeting will be held by the Security Council.

May God and the U.N. save France,

We'll keep you updated about the situation

as we receive the information. Now back to our program.

There's more to life than Bossa Nova.

Now, enjoy ''Tristesse du Soir'',

Our show comes to its end.

But we'll be back tonight, Same time, same station.

Hey, Moussa!

Potato Boy! l'm sure he took no breakfast yet.

He'll fall soon.

Sit down, man. How you doin'?

l saw your boss yesterday. Diakhate, right?

At the movies.

Well, he asked me to tell you that the bus got towed.

There's no work this morning. Some like that.

l don't know what's up.

All l know is that he's messing with you.

Maybe he's trying to get rid of you and replace you.

He could have told me yesterday.

l wouldn't get up to be killing myself on the road day and night!

l'd be in bed right now!

But anyway, l don't even know if you're telling the truth.

l don't know.

l'm just transmitting.

Why would l lie to you?

If you do., l'll get your ass, soldier.

You'd better tell me the truth or you'll get hurt.

l'm telling you, you'd better tell me the truth!

Don't forget we walk the same streets.

You can run but you can't hide.

Anyway, forget it. Diakhate is a jerk!

Who the hell asked you to upgrade my bus?

Chill, man! What you doin'?

Moussa's off today. l think he's sick.

But it's gonna be a good day for business.

l'll get the passengers.

Keep on decorating the bus. l'll be back!

Matar Ndiaga Samba Come and open the shop! Damn...

PUBLIC BUS STOP NATlONAL TELEVISlON

These public buses!

l don't get it.

You've seen the mess, lady.

Not a single seat available!

What an ugly face!

Oh, come on, don't be mean!

Why not?

Oh, don't be a mocker.

You've seen him? So ugly!

l don't know about my friends but l can handle several.

l never stop. They keep telling me to calm down.

Every time l spot one l'm like ''let's get some girls!''

l feel for you... It's so hot!

Tell me about it!

l work as a cook in Wakam. l'm used to the ocean winds.

So hot!

Oh, God...

Hey, mind your business!

Mind your business!

Show me your lD's! Right now!

Barefoot derelicts!

l'm mad about the girl Oumou, mad about Oumou...

What's wrong with you, man?

l don't know what pissed you off but, God willing, it will get worse.

l leave you with God! You'll get bitterer!

life will teach you and educate you!

You're nothing!

- You've seen those road workers? - What about them?

- l cook for them every single day. - Ah!

- It's a tough job. - l feel for you.

- That's why my clothes are stained. - And wrinkled!

What can you do when you work in the dirt?

l... really like your fashion.

And l really like your gold teeth!

- Oh, these... - They look great!

l had them in Las Palmas.

Get on the bus!

Sit down!

Hi, Grand Pa'!

Come on, man! Get off the bus and help!

like he's too good for this!

Honestly, l'm tired, man.

Come on! let's handle this like men!

- Push for real or give it up, man! - The driver's accelerating!

Come on, guys!

Push!

l'm tired, man.

Come on guys, faster!

Shift the gear!

Backwards!

What you doin', girl? Stupid donkey!

Why you steppin' on me, man?

If l wasn't so tired, l'd kick your ass!

Delinquent! Derelict!

Bandit!

Here we go again! The police...

the elections.

Endless elections!

The promises!

Endless promises!

The trips!

Endless trips!

The cocktails parties!

Endless parties!

Somebody took my job!

He said somebody took his job!

We've seen these assassins!

That's nothing new!

But in this final round...

They can't kill us!

Not with your support!

Listen to me, kids! All we old folks have is begging.

But this country should be good to its youth!

And provide good and useful jobs!

This country belongs to you!

They say we, blind beggars., made the city dirty. We didn't!

The guilty ones know who they are!

They're supposed to clean this city. Where do they put the money?

They deport us farther than Tambacounda!

That's right, l said it! In clear Wolof!

And l'll translate if you want!

Them say the blind beggars bring dirt in the city.

But the money to clean these streets,

them steal it! Everybody knows!

Them say we dirty up the streets!

The blind people are not guilty!

The money to clean the streets, them eat it!

Me can't see but me know! It's the naked truth!

And since we can't see, even though we disagree,

them deport us farther than Tambacounda!

We can't afford to be that far!

let us live!

This is Moussa.

He started the street congress

and talked about all those things!

So,

you're a politician, no7.

Commissioner, l don't think so, sir.

Not politics.

l just wanted my job back.

Somebody took my job.

You did politics! Confess!

Commissioner, let me beat his ass!

Calm down, Officer Al.

listen, young man, if somebody took your job,

then blame it on the thief.

But not on those

in police uniforms whose heavy duty

is to protect you.

Furthermore, my intention is

to offer a reward

for Badou Boy's capture.

He intrigues me much.

You might be interested.

Commissioner,

l'm not a snitch. l can't sell out Badou Boy,

even though he stole my job.

We're from the same neighborhood.

Here we go again! The police...

the elections.

Endless elections!

The promises!

Endless promises!

The trips!

Endless trips!

The cocktails parties!

Endless parties!

Somebody took my job!