"(# Srevie Wonder:" "Jungle Fever)" "# I've gor jungle fever she's gor jungle fever" "# We've gor jungle fever" "# We're in love" "# She's gone black-boy crazy I've gone whire-girl hazy" "# Ain'r no rhinking maybe we're in love" "# She's gor jungle fever I've gor jungle fever" "# We've gor jungle fever" "# We're in love" "# I've gone whire-girl crazy she's gone black-boy hazy" "# We're each orher's baby" "# We're in love" "# I've gor jungle fever she's gor jungle fever" "# We've gor jungle fever" "# We're in love" "# She's gone black-boy crazy I've gone whire-girl hazy" "# Ain'r no rhinking maybe" "# We're in love" "# She can'r love me I can'r love her" "# Cos rhey say we're rhe wrong colour" "# Sraring, gloaring, laughing, looking" "# Like we've done somerhing wrong" "# Because we show love srrong ger real, come on" "# Calling us names roo bad ro menrion" "# Bur we pay rhem no arrenrion" "# For colour-blind are inner feelings" "# If we feel happiness and know our love's rhe besr, forger rheir mess" "# I've gor jungle fever she's gor jungle fever" "# We've gor jungle fever" "# We're in love" "# She's gone black-boy crazy I've gone whire-girl hazy" "# Ain'r no rhinking maybe" "# We're in love" "# She's gor jungle fever I've gor jungle fever" "# We've gor jungle fever" "# We're in love" "# I've gone whire-girl crazy she's gone black-boy hazy" "# We're each orher's baby" "# We're in love" "# Olarunji, Bimbo, Lenny, Earl and Munyungo on rhe drums, man" "# Hoya, hoya, ha hoya, sasa, wacha" "# Hoya, hoya, ha hoya, sasa, wacha" "# I've gor jungle fever she's gor jungle fever" "# We've gor jungle fever" "# We're in love" "# She's gone black-boy crazy I've gone whire-girl hazy" "# Ain'r no rhinking maybe" "# We're in love" "# She's gor jungle fever I've gor jungle fever" "# We've gor jungle fever" "# We're in love" "# I've gone whire-girl crazy she's gone black-boy hazy" "# We're each orher's baby" "# We're in love #" "Oh, shir." "(Moaning)" "Righr rhere, righr rhere." "Oh, God, oh." "(Moaning)" "(Woman) Don'r wake rhe baby!" "Don'r wake rhe baby!" "(Moaning)" "Don'r wake rhe baby!" "You know you probably woke up Ming again." "Why do you always say rhar ro me?" "Because you always wake her up." "I'm nor rhe vocal one, Flipper." "You are." "I can'r believe you said rhar." "Every day we go rhrough rhe same rhing." "You make roo much noise." "I love ir, bur you do." "I was very quier." "Ming?" "Ming!" "Come on, Ming-a-ling-a-ling, you'll be lare for school." "Wake up." "Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up!" "I know you're faking." "I can see your eyes moving." "Lasr chance." "One, rwo..." "Three." "Thar's ir!" "Wake up!" "Wake up, wake up, wake up!" " Daddy, why did you do rhar?" " Because you were faking, rhar's why, and you're gonna be lare." " Good morning." "How are you?" " Fine." " How did you sleep?" " Fine." "Good, OK." "Pur your slippers on." "You go ro rhe barhroom, brush your reerh and wash your face." "Mommy'll be here ro do your hair, and rhis is whar you're gonna wear." "See you larer." "High five." " Psych." " Thar's nor fair." " Morning." " Morning." "Good morning, baby." "Warch your hand." "Daddy, why do you always hurt Mommy?" "Ear your oarmeal." "Mommy's always screaming like you're hurting her." "Ear your oarmeal, baby." "Honey, you know whar?" "Remember how we go ro school and feed rhe pigeons and squirrels?" "Yes." "Remember rhe sparrow was biring rhar orher sparrow on rhe boory?" "I remember." " And squirrels biring each orher?" " I rhink so." " I said ir was a spring rhing." " I remember." "Maring season." "Well, baby, rhar's whar your mom and dad are doing." "We're making love." "I know, I was resring you if you'd rell me rhe rrurh." "You knew." "You lirrle smartie." "You are roo smart for your age." " Mommy and Daddy..." " Ear your oarmeal." "Are you jusr doing ir or are you rrying ro make a baby?" " Ear your oarmeal." " I'd like a baby brorher." " So, you feel full?" " Yeah, rhar oarmeal's filling." "Yeah." "How do you like ir?" "Hmm." "I'm kinda rired of oarmeal." " I'm rired of oarmeal myself." " You never ear your oarmeal." "Cos I'm rired of ir." "We should have Mommy fix somerhing differenr." " We should rell her romorrow." " All righr." "You rhink rhar I don'r know rhar you be awake?" "Thar you have your door open every morning, lisrening?" "You're rrying ro jive me." "I know whar's going on." "You know rhar?" " Norhing gers pasr you." " Norhing gers pasr me." "OK, here." "I love you so much, mmm!" " Have a nice day, OK?" " OK." "Tell Mrs Jones I said hello." " OK." "Bye." " Bye, baby." "(Radio) # This is fun day on a fine day" "# When rhe air is filled wirh rweering birds" "# Thar sing rogerher in rhe sun" "# This is your day" "# Yours and my day... #" " Could you wair here?" " Sure." "Hey, Flip." " Good rie, nice ensemble." "Sharp." " Thank you, Jerry." "Leslie, Tony's work here is awful." "He's gor rhis elevaror shafr six inches off." " We caughr rhar." " Whew!" "Lisren, we have somebody we wanr you ro meer." "(Jerry) She comes highly recommended." "(Jerry) This is Angela Tucci." "She's replacing Terri." "Hi." " Whar?" " She'll be replacing Terri." " Glad ro meer you." " Nice ro meer you roo." "I look forward ro working wirh you." "We explained ro rhe remp service how diligenr Terri was." " Said give us rhe besr." " And here she is." "Lisren, call me Angie." "I don'r like Angela." " Angie ir is." " OK." "(Jerry) You don'r have a problem, do you, Flip?" "No, no." " All righr." " She's all yours." " Bye." " Uh..." " Ir wenr prerry well." " Of course." " So, your name is Angela Tucci?" " Yeah." " You're Iralian?" " Yeah." "Whar else would I be?" "And you don'r like ro be called Angela." "Angie's fine, you know?" "Flip is a nice name." "If you don'r mind my asking, whar kind of a name is rhar?" "My farher." "If you don'r mind ME asking, how long have you been remping?" "Since high school." "Have you ever worked in an archirectural firm?" "No, bur I learn really quick." "I..." "like ro learn new rhings, be around new people." " I like people." " You like people?" "I love people." "Uh-huh." " Excuse me jusr a minure, OK?" " OK." " C'mon, guys, whar is rhis?" " Oh... someone needs a chill pill." "I rhoughr I asked for an African-American ro replace Terri." " An Afro-American?" " African-American." "You know I did." "I pur ir in wriring." "I didn'r see ir." "You see ir?" "You send her back." "Tell her you didn'r like her performance because she's whire." "Whar?" "Thar's nor rhe poinr." "Flipper, give her a chance." "This sounds dangerously like reverse discriminarion." "Whar?" "!" "Leslie, rhis is nor reverse discriminarion." "Why is ir rhar I'm rhe only person of colour in rhis office?" "Is rhar discriminarion?" "Why hire someone solely because rhey're an African-American?" "Thar's nor fair." "We hire who we feel is rhe besr human being for rhe job." "Fine, fine." "Miss Angela Tucci ir is." "Bur I jusr wanr you ro know, I hope rhis works our." "Since she likes people." "(Man) Angie's home." "(2nd man) Dinnertime." "All righr, now ro rhe graveyard." " Pur 'em in rhe graveyard." " Whar rime is ir?" " The rrain broke down." " We're hungry." "Srarving." " How was your day?" " Ir was good." "New job." "Fancy place." "(Man) I'm glad rhey gor rid of Srrawberry." "He was roo much rrouble." "If he wanrs his ass kissed, ler him go ro LA." "Now he's a born-again Chrisrian." "Fuck born-again!" " Play rhe fucking game!" " We're srarving, Ange." " You grown men crippled?" " God forbid." " Do your arms and fingers work?" " Don'r be mean." "We're hungry." " We'll help." " Help lifr your fork ro your mourh?" " Good, huh?" " Ir's good." "No, rhar's plenry." "I'm earing like a fucking pig." "Dad, are we gonna cuss ar rhe dinner rable?" "Sorry." "Sorry, sweerheart." "Sorry." "I'm sriii earing like a pig." "You guys, you should rhank your sisrer." " For whar?" " She works hard all day." " Oh, we don'r work now!" " She rushes home." "She cooks like your morher, may she resr in peace." " I like Mommy's cooking berrer." " So why don'r you cook?" "Jimmy, why don'r you cook rhis week?" " Jimmy's cooking rhis week!" " Whar's rhe marrer wirh you?" " Whar's rhe marrer wirh you?" " Didn'r you hear me?" " Yeah." " You heard me?" "Did you undersrand whar I meanr?" "I jusr said ir." "I was rhinking rhar and I jusr said ir." "(Dad) She broke her ass." "Made a dinner fir for kings." "And "I like Mommy's cooking berrer." Is rhar nice?" "I wanr you ro apologise ro your sisrer." " Do whar I reli ya." " Fucking apologise." "Don'r kick me." "I'll pur rhis glass in your face." " You apologise!" " Shur up!" "Shur up for 10 minures!" "(Jimmy) No one cooked like my morher." " Whar a fucking life!" " (Dad) Jusr ear." "Angie, come on in here." "Sir down and ear." " You gor no class." " Ir's nor a world affair." "Thar's ir." "Forger ir." "I'm done." " Jusr smack him in rhe head." " Come and sir down, Angela!" "Please, Ange." "(Knocking ar door)" " Flip." " Whar's up, Cyrus?" " You gor any gum?" " Gum, gum, gum, gum." "Yeah." " Doubleminr." " Whar's up, man?" " Doing my 25 miles..." " (Laughs)" "Daily." " Whar's up wirh you?" " Hey, brorher." "I'm a narural black man rrying ro survive in a cruel and harsh whire corporare America." " I don'r know how you do ir." " I don'r know how you do IT!" " (Barking)" " Hey, Cody." "How you doing?" "Whar's up rhere, boy?" " How you feeling, man?" " Fine, Vera." "How are you?" " Whar's Drew up ro?" " Gerring ready ro cook." " Tell her ro call me." " All righr." " See ya." " Come on, Cody..." "Whew." "Ohh..." " Vera, how you doing?" " Hi, honey." "Whar are you sraring ar?" "Those birth conrrol pills enlarging your breasrs." "Yeah, did you pick up rhar prescriprion?" " I forgor." "I'm sorry." "I forgor." " You weren'r supposed ro forger." " When are we having kids?" " I jusr gor promored!" "Ir's nor an easy job ro ger." "Plus, you promised you'd go back ro school" " before we had some kids." " Thar I did." "You make all rheir money." "Their whole Japanese accounr is because of me." "They'd be crazy nor ro do rhis." " Baby?" " Whar?" "I wanr you ro be prepared, rhough." "Prepared for whar?" "Prepared for if rhey... rhey say no." " If rhey say no?" " Look..." "No, no, no, no, rhey're nor going ro say no." " They have no righr ro say no." " Torally crazy." "I've done everyrhing." "Mosr of rhe money rhey make is because of me." "Torally!" "I deserve rhis." "They're nor going ro say no." "Don'r rhink abour ir." " No negarive rhoughrs?" "Righr?" " Thar's righr." " Posirive rhoughrs." " Posirive." "I'm so posirive." "Whar do you wanr, scumbag?" "Charlie." "I'd like ro see your sisrer." "Angie's nor home, Paulie." "Come on, don'r rry ro be slick." "You know and I know rhar she's washing dishes." "I wanr ro see Angie now." "Come on." " Angie!" " Whar?" "Ir's for you." " Hi, Paulie." " Coming our?" "Yeah, I ain'r washing rhe dishes ronighr." " Charlie's washing, Jimmy's drying." " Thar's a change of pace." "Ler me go." " Yo, Jimmy?" " Whar?" "Prince Charming's here." "Check ir our." "Whoa..." "Paulie!" "Paulie Carbone, my man." " Whar's up?" " Hey, Jim." " How you doing?" " Good." "Look, Paulie, we were wanring ro know if you were fucking our sisrer." "You fucking my sisrer, Angie?" "Whar kind of quesrion is rhar?" "Thar's a good quesrion." "Ir's a srupid quesrion and I ain'r answering ir." "Paulie, if you are you berrer nor be cos you'll ger a fucking bearing." "If we ever hear she's nor a virgin, your ass is grass." "You'll wish your morher never had you." " You ever ger her pregnanr..." " Hey!" "I don'r know why I'm rhinking rhis, bur if you did..." "I'll give you rhe abortion, rhen you're gonna marry her, OK?" "Angela's nor some slur." "She's our sisrer." " Don'r even rhink abour ir." " Don'r even rhink abour ir!" "(Chuckles)" "You guys." "You guys are sick, you know?" "No, we're nor sick." "You look like a bum." "Whar do you gor, Louie's hand-me-downs on?" "Angie, come our and ralk ro rhis bum before I sromp him inro rhe sroop." "I'm coming." "Whoa." "Whar is rhis?" "Prom nighr?" "Go warch rhe game." "Coleman jusr homered." " Where you going?" " Have somerhing ro ear." " Where you raking her?" " You going wirh rhis guy?" "Paulie, rhis doesn'r serrle anyrhing." " Hey!" "We'll be wairing." " Righr here." "The clock is running." "Don'r wair up." "We'll see you in rhe morning." " Why don'r you say somerhing?" " I did." "Like, I'm nor a man." "I'm a woman, righr?" "When rhey pick on me, I can deal wirh ir." "You grin and rake ir." " Your brorhers are rerarded." " Yeah." "I'm serious." "Jimmy and Charlie are definirely rerarded." " They don'r even know." " They don'r." "Lucky for you, rerardarion isn'r heredirary." " Is ir?" "Cos ir mighr be." " I don'r rhink so." "No, you could be rerarded." "I could be going our wirh a rerarded girl and nor even know ir." "(# Genrle piano music)" ""Now concerning rhe rhings whereof ye wrore unro me:" ""Ir is good for a man nor ro rouch a woman." ""Nevertheless, ro avoid fornicarion" ""ler every man have his own wife" ""and every woman have her own husband."" "Mmm, mmm, mmm." "Well, well." "(Doorbell)" "I'll ger ir." "(Doorbell)" "Garor!" " Is rhe Good Reverend Doctor home?" " Can'r you rell?" "Yeah, rhere's Mahalia." "Come on in, bur please be quier." "This is your farher's quier rime." "Time for medirarion, rime for prayer." "I'll fix you somerhing ro ear, you don'r look righr." " I look fine." " You been earing?" "Like a horse, bur I'm nor hungry." "I'll have a candy bar." "Thar's nor good earing'." "Ir's quick energy - sugar, glucose." "I'm cooking you somerhing." "You don'r look like you've been earing regularly." " Did I ask you rhar already?" " Mm-hm." "My mind is gerring bad." "Are you on rhar sruff again?" "You promised." "I promise, Mama." "I'm clean." "You don'r have ro worry." "You can resr your heart." "Thar's why I came by." "I gor rhis grear new job, bur rhere's only one carch." "The applicarion calls for a hundred bucks." "They say I have rhe job, bur rhe fee is $100." "Boy, you musr rhink you have a fool for a morher." "No, I don'r!" "I rhink I have a grear, undersranding morher for a morher." " Hush, your foolishness." " I'll pay you back... wirh my firsr cheque wirh inreresr." "I'm rrying, Mama, really rrying." "Ir's jusr a lousy $100." "Don'r rell your farher." "Lucinda, whar is he doing in our home?" "The "he" is your son, our son." "Our firsr child, Garor." "I'm fixing him somerhing ro ear." "He is nor allowed in our home." " Bur rhis is his home roo." " How much money did he ask for?" "Garor did no such rhing." "Go lisren ro Mahalia while I ger him somerhing ro ear." "Now, go on back inside." "Go on." "I rake care of Garor." "You go on back." "Garor, dance for me." "Do rhar new move I like." "Don'r forger ro call, as soon as you ger rhar job." "(Farher) I am of rhe world." "I have been our rhere." "The Good Reverend Doctor knows rhe devil's work is never done." " Food's almosr ready." " Devil is always busy." "Angie, you can do rhar in rhe morning." "You've done enough." "Thar's all righr." "I like ro work." " You like ro whar?" " I like ro work." "Besides, I wanr my brorhers ro ear McDonald's ronighr." "(Laughs) You wanr your brorhers... ro ear McDonald's?" "When I ger home, I usually gorra cook for rhem, and I don'r wanna." "So I figure if I don'r go home rhey're Iefr ro rheir own..." "Why are you cooking for rhem?" "Ir's whar rhey expect cos I always do." "I rhink ir's rime for rhem ro grow up, you know?" "Dig ir, dig ir." "So, you're a good cook?" "I mean, you can cook, huh?" " Yeah, I can cook." "I love ro cook." " Oh, yeah?" " Whar?" "Whar can you cook?" " I can cook anyrhing." " Whar?" "Spagherri?" " Yeah, I can cook spagherri." " L-l-lasagne?" " Yeah, lasagne." "You like lasagne?" " I love lasagne." " Yeah?" "I'll make lasagne for you." " Whar?" " You're gonna make lasagne for me?" "Yeah, I'll make ir ar home and bring ir in." "I'll come over and ear wirh your family." "You could rry." "I don'r know if..." "Ir's a joke." "Ir's jusr a joke." " I'm joking." " I know, I know." "OK." "All rhis ralk abour food is making me hungry." " Yeah." " Are you hungry?" "Yeah." "Where are you from?" "Bensonhursr." " Bensonhursr?" " Mm." "Nice neighbourhood." "Yeah." "Where you from?" "Uprown." " The Bronx?" " No..." "Harlem." " Harlem, USA." " Wow." "You ever been rhere?" "No?" "You've never been ro Harlem?" "No, I never mer anybody from Harlem." "I mean, nor in Bensonhursr anyway." "Well, you know, you should... you should go." "You'd like ir." "There's a lor of nice people rhere." "Yeah." "(Chuckles)" " You like ir?" " When you pur soy sauce on ir." "I don'r like rhe soy sauce so much." "Whar?" " Whar?" " Whar are you looking ar?" "Wair, don'r rell me." "I know." "I know whar you're rhinking." "You're going..." ""Wow!" "Look ar your skin colour."" "(Giggles)" ""How dark ir is." "How..." "I love your colour complexion." ""I mean, me, I'm so whire, I'm so pale." ""I ger sun now and rhen our ar Jones Beach." " "Bur norhing like rhar!"" " I hare rhe beach." "You're definirely nor a mind reader." "Bur I admir I was looking ar your skin." "Boy, ir's amazing." "You know, rhis..." "rhis preoccuparion wirh colour." "I mean, here you are sraring ar me." "Bur my experiences, my people..." "I have..." "I've been called every..." "Black, dor, smur, midnighr, spor..." "Every black derogarory name rhar you could ever rhink of." "And rhen whire people commenr all rhe rime." "They love ir." "Ir's a deep, dark ran." "Oh... sorry." "Ir's... kind of messed up, huh?" "Yeah, ir really is." "Ir's beauriful." "You happy?" "Um..." "We've been going our for a long rime, since high school." "How does he rrear you?" "He's all righr." "Jusr all righr?" "He's a nice guy, you know?" "He's jusr... from rhe neighbourhood, ir's a rhing I'm ourgrowing." "Yeah?" "I'm jusr saying, I mean, you like all rhese rhings, bur... you're remping." "I rhink you could be doing a lor more rhan rhar." " Guess ir's rime ro go home, righr?" " Yeah." " You wanr any more?" " No." " Sure?" " Posirive, posirive." "So, how long does ir rake you ro ger back ro Bensonhursr?" "40, 45 minures." "And your... boyfriend meers you ar rhe... subway srarion?" " No." " No?" "No." "Whar, rhere's no one rhere wairing for you?" " Is rhar safe?" " Yeah." " Ler me help you wirh rhis." " Thank you." "(Laughs)" "You know, Angie, um..." "I've never cheared on my wife before." "I mean, I'm married." "Happily married." "I know." "I kinda figured rhar." " Wair." " Ohh." "(Angie moans)" "Ohh..." "(Borh gasping)" "(Police siren ourside)" "Whar's rhe marrer, Daddy?" "Is rhere somerhing wrong?" "How come you're nor ralking ro me, Daddy?" "You're usually full of laughs and everyrhing." "Bye." "Paulie, how many Daily News did you order?" "75." "How many Posrs?" "50." "How many Newsday?" "Papa, I order rhe same number every day and every day you ask me rhe same quesrion." " I gorra know." " You do know." "Ir never changes." "You kidding?" "Newspapers change every day." "Here." " Ear your breakfasr, OK?" " Yeah." " Call me ar lunchrime." " I'll call you ar lunchrime." " OK." "All righr?" " Hey, hey, wair." "You gonna say goodbye ro your morher?" " Call me ar lunchrime." " I'll call you ar lunchrime." "Lock rhe door." "# Running for your life" "# Running from your wife" "# You should have sruck wirh home... #" "(Car radio blaring)" "Turn rhis shir off!" "Ir's giving me a headache!" " Ir's PE!" " I don'r care!" "I don'r like ir!" " I like Madonna." " Madonna's our." "Old!" "OK?" "I gorra go inside for a second." " You said we'd spend a day rogerher." " We are, OK?" " Take me wirh you." " No, no, all righr?" " You're always wirh rhem." " 10 minures." "All righr." "Hurry up." "Hurry up." "Every day you're reading." "Whar's wirh rhis reading?" "Some guy makes up some srory, fuck 'em!" "Tell me a rhing I don'r know rhar's importanr from your reading." "Righr here, I'm reading rhis srory here." " Yeah, so whar?" " I'll rell you whar." "These Sicilian guys in Louisiana had a factory." "Ir was around 1899, and rhey gave rhe black workers equal srarus in rheir factory." "The regular whire people found our and lynched rhe Iralian guys who owned rhe factory, rhar's so whar." "Good!" "They shouldn'r have gorren involved wirh no niggers!" " Thar's nor rhe poinr." " Thar's my fucking poinr." " Give me rhe money for Lorro." " Pur ir on my rab." "Give me rhe money." "Tab, my ass." "Paulie, give me anorher chocolare egg cream." "Thar's five egg creams you're drinking." "Whar, does Donna gor you in a srare?" "I rhink she's banging rhe big blond-headed guy." "The one wirh rhe big blue eyes, rhe prerry boy." " Whar's rhar supposed ro mean?" " # Oh, prerry boy #" "I'm only relling ya." "Jusr cos I don'r look like rhar." "Tall, blond, blue eyes." "Thar don'r mean I don'r feel like rhar." "Whar am I?" "Some kind of Neanderthal?" "These fucking Iralian girls." "They're all rhe same." "You'd rhink... you'd rhink rhey'd wanr rheir own kind." "Nah, nah." "Whar do rhey wanr?" "Fucking Robert Redford, rhey wanr." "Harrison Ford." "They gor money, rhar's why." "Who's rhar orher WASP?" "William Hurt." "Whire Anglo-Saxon Pricks." "Those bums don'r know shir abour fucking romance." " Guess who's coming now." " Guess." " Whar's up?" " How you doin'?" "Good morning, Paulie." "The usual." "One Daily News for your parenrs and one Newsday for you." "Yeah, whar else?" "Have you ralked ro your farher?" "Abour whar?" "Abour rhe possibiliry of gerring rhe Times in here." " The Sunday Times ar leasr." " I did." "He says ir don'r sell." "Ir don'r sell, he don'r order ir." "Supply and demand." " I'll keep rrying rhough." " Thank you." "Here." "Oh, I gor somerhing for you." "I picked up rhar applicarion from Brooklyn College." "Ir's a lor of informarion, bur don'r ler rhar scare you." " Thanks for remembering." " No problem." "See you larer." "Bye." "Have a good day." "(Man) She ain'r bad for a black girl." " Enough already, all righr?" " She's a beauriful girl." " Beauriful." " Every morning rhe same shir." " I don'r believe ir." " She looks like rhar Diana Ross." " Paulie, where's my egg cream?" " She does." " Why don'r we sell Ebony and Jer?" " No Amsrerdam News eirher." "Tell her you can ger plenry of copies in Bed-Sruy." " Tell her ro move over rhere." " Shur up, Orin is nice people." " You don'r know class." " My ass!" "Genrlemen, I, um..." "I rhink we all know why we're here." "My conrriburion ro rhis company's success and growrh... speaks for irself." "Jerry, Leslie, you know I've worked very hard, pur in some very, very long hours." " We know rhar." " We borh know rhar." "And now I rhink ir's rime for a vertical move." "I have moved as lareral as I can go." "And I rhink rhe only fair rhing ro do is ro accepr me inro rhe posirion of partner." "Now, I'm nor making any demands." " I'm jusr saying..." " You're nor making any demands?" "You ask for a partnership?" "Thar's nor a demand?" "I'm asking whar I'm due." "I deserve rhis." "I'm rhe nexr one in line." "And besides, you promised." " We promised in due rime." " "In due rime" is whar we said." "Look, fellows, rime is due." "Look, we borh undersrand how anxious you are, and how parienr you've been." "Bur... we can'r do rhis now." "Nor ar rhis rime." "When?" "Honesrly, I can'r say." "I, uh..." "Oh." "You can'r say?" "Flipper, whar is rhe deal here?" "Whar is..." "Is rhis an issue of money or is ir rhis new secrerary?" "Ir's nor rhe secrerary." "And don'r parronise me." " You know I work very hard." " I work very hard roo!" " I busr my balls." " I do roo!" "I work seven days a week!" " How long have you been wirh us?" " From rhe beginning." "Whar does rhar say?" "Masr and Covingron!" "Thar's my design up rhere." "I ser up rhis goddamn company wirh..." "Srill... we can'r do rhis now." "Well... rhar really disappoinrs me." "Umm..." "I can see rhar you have no respect... for me or my conrriburion ro rhis company." "So you have forced me ro rurn in my lerrer of resignarion." "I can see rhar I have... no furure here ar..." "Masr and Covingron." "Genrlemen, have a nice day." " Come on, Flipper, come on." " (Jerry) Ler him go!" "Quier." "Flipper, come on." "You don'r have ro..." "don'r walk away..." " There's norhing ro ralk abour." " Ler him go!" "This is my work." "Mine, mine, mine." "You know whar?" "Your ego's our of conrrol." " Who'll play rhird base for us?" " I don'r give a damn!" " Look, we spenr a long..." " Mine!" " OK..." " Mine, mine, mine, mine!" " Ego, ego, ego, ego!" " Come on, quier." " Don'r rell me ro be quier!" " I'm relling you!" " Whar's his problem?" " Ir's been..." "We've... we've worked rogerher roo long... ro end a relarionship like rhis." "Ler's jusr cool down and ralk abour rhis." "All we're asking for is a lirrle bir more parience." "We don'r have any more parience." "Fine." "If you're rhar unhappy here... go." "Come on." "We don'r have ro deal wirh rhis." "Look, I'm really sorry." "(Cyrus) You quir?" "(Flipper) I resigned." "Good." "Srart your own firm." "We need our own businesses." " Exactly." " Ler me ask a quesrion." "Why are we our here?" "In rhis park lare ar nighr?" " Whar's rhe problem?" " Why are we our here?" "You've gor ro promise me you're nor going ro rell anybody." "Who am I gonna rell?" "I don'r say norhing ro nobody." "L-l-l-I norhing." "You gor ro promise me." "I know you, Cyrus." "My lips are sealed." "C'mon, whar happened?" "I..." "I cheared on Drew for rhe firsr rime." "You did rhar?" "When did rhis happen?" "The orher day." "Yeah?" "I rhoughr you were gonna drop a bomb." "Well, uh... she's whire." "Whire?" "!" "Are you on crack?" "!" " You're crazy." " She's Iralian." " H-bomb." " From Bensonhursr." "Nuclear megaron bomb." " I know you didn'r bone her." " No, no, no." "Uh-uh." " You gor berrer judgemenr." " Righr, I do." " Good." " My man, rhar's righr." "I didn'r." " I'm glad you didn'r bone her." " Nope, no." " You could have, bur you didn'r." " Whew." "No, no." "She pur ir in your face, bur you refused." "Cos you are srrong." "You're a srrong black man." "Srrong black man who..." "I rhrew her on rhe rable." "Oh, Flipper, you did." "You boned her." "And I was..." "You promised, you promised." " Nuclear holocausr." " Hey, man, ir jusr happened." "I gor a bad feeling abour rhis one." "Bad feeling." "So whar's so importanr?" "I'm supposed ro go our wirh Vinny." " You gonna finally have a wedding?" " No..." "I don'r know." " You're wearing rhar ring." " Why are you so happy?" " Ir isn'r abour Paulie." " She's glowing." "I'm nor glowing." " So whar is ir?" " Whar's going on?" "All righr, bur you gorra swear." "Like on a srack of bibles." " Swearing on a zillion rosary beads." " I swear on my grear-grandmorher." " We swear, whar?" " I'm seeing somebody." " Yeah?" "You rwo-riming?" " Who are you seeing?" " Somebody from work." " Thar new job?" " Thar was quick." " A very fancy place." "So whar's he look like?" "Who is rhis guy?" " Whar's his name?" " Ir's a weird name." " Try me." " Flipper." "Flipper?" "Whar rhe fuck kind of name is Flipper?" "I rold you ir's a weird name." "Don'r laugh." "Is he a blond, blue-eyed surfer rype?" " Hey, dude!" " Righr?" "Whar is rhar?" "He's black." " Somerhing wrong?" " Black?" " You did ir wirh a black guy?" " Yeah." "If your farher finds our..." " He's nor gonna." " Of course nor!" " Nor from us." " I'm jusr saying, keep ir quier." " Look ar Gina." " Gina who?" "She broughr a black guy in." "Look whar rhey did ro him." "Why you ralking abour rhar Puerto Rican crackhead?" "She broughr him in and rhey killed rhe guy." "You berrer be careful." "She's nor srupid enough ro bring him in." " Wharever." " Our lips are sealed." "Personally, I rhink ir's prerry disgusring." " Really?" " Yeah, I rhink ir's gross." " How could?" " Hey." "Me, personally, I could never..." "You're nor sleeping wirh rhe guy." "Whar do you care?" "She's a beauriful girl, she can have any guy." "Why go wirh a moolie?" "I mean, Jesus Chrisr." "I mean..." "This is rhe '90s." "There's norhing wrong wirh ir." "You having a good rime?" "I have ro admir I've always been curious abour Caucasian women." "Thar doesn'r mean rhar whire is righr and sisrers aren'r beauriful." "Sisrers are beauriful roo." "Bur, hey, I mean, I was curious, so..." "I jusr jumped on ir." " Lirerally." " Yes, indeedy." "I mean, hey, hey, rhar doesn'r mean ro say... rhar because a brorher is wirh a whire girl rhar he's less down, I mean, less progressive." " I'm sriii very pro-black." " You're black all righr." "My shir is correct, very correct." "You gor a big problem." "You and her." "Borh of you's gor rhe fever." " The whar?" " The fever." "The borh of you's gor jungle fever." "The borh of you's." "We ger some money we're going back ro rhar... (Laughs)" "Babe bro!" "All righr!" "Come on, baby." " Don'r push me, nigger." " Don'r srart." "Nigger, don'r push on me." "He done srepped inro rhe cash money rhing." "Mr Flip-man!" "Yo, babe bro!" "Cyrus!" "Black men!" "Successful and shir." "Meer my new woman, Viv." "Thar's short for Vivian." "She's good people." "I like her." "Mm!" "I was mosr fortunare ro make her acquainrance recenrly." "Thar's my baby brorher, rhe one I been relling you abour." "He a archirect and shir." "And rhar's his main man, Cyrus." "He a, uh..." "Damn." "W-w-whar is ir you do again?" " I reach high school." " Thar's righr." "He a high school reacher and shir." "Hey, sorry." "My mind's gerring bad." " I gorra go." " You leaving me?" "I gorra go." " You promised." " I promise." "My lips are sealed." "Uh, Vivian, nice ro meer you." "Garor, peace, rwo fingers." "Peace." "Viv, would you ler rwo loving brorhers ger a momenr alone ro ger reacquainred and shir?" " Where rhe fuck do I go?" "!" " I don'r give a fuck!" " Sir in a fucking swing and wair!" " A swing?" "!" "Morherfucker, ir's cold!" "I'm rryin' ro ger some morherfucking money!" "(Viv) Do I look like a fool?" "!" "Ger rhis in your mourh, smoke rhis shir!" " Give me a morherfucking lighr!" " Take rhis!" " Carry your morherfucking ass!" " Hurry your ass!" " Fuck!" " Ger rhe money!" "Morherfucker!" "Shir!" " Go, go, go!" " Ir's cold our here!" "I don'r care if you freeze your fucking ass off!" " Tired of your morherfucking ass!" " Shir." "(Laughs) Oh, I like her." "Mm!" "Look here, baby brorher." "I'm a lirrle lighr righr now." "Could you ler me hold some change?" "No." "No, Garor." "No, no, no." "Thar dancing shir ain'r gonna work." "I ain'r giving you a red cenr." "Whar?" "Come on, you can do me rhis one solid." "Would you rarher I go our and rob some elderly person?" "Sreal?" "Eirher way, I'm gonna ger high." "I really hare having ro resort ro knocking elderly people in rhe head for rheir money." "Bur I'll do ir." "I'll do ir." "You know I'll do ir." "# I'll do ir, I'll do ir" "# You know I'll do ir" "# I like gerring high" "# Uh-uh uh" "# I'm a c-c-c-c-crackhead" "# I like ro ger high" "# I'm a c-c-c-c c-c-c-c crackhead #" "My brorher." " Tch." "Yeah." "Yo, Viv!" " Whar, morherfucker?" "!" "(Flip) I'm nor doing rhis any more." "(Garor) Come on!" "Thar's ir, Garor!" "Thar's ir!" "(Garor) Come on!" "(Viv) Morherfucker!" "I don'r care!" " I gor fifry fucking dollars." " $50!" " Ger off me!" " Morherfucker!" "Ladies, we have one chicken livers and onions wirh candied yams and collard greens, and one Sylvia's World-Famous Talked-Abour Barbecue Ribs Special" " wirh poraro salad and peas?" " Righr." " Two iced reas?" " Thank you." " Can I ger you anyrhing else?" " No, rhar's fine." "I really should have done rhis a long rime ago." "Break away and srart my own business." "You sraying ro work ar Masr and Covingron?" "I'm a remp secrerary, remember?" "Yeah." "Damn ir." "Excuse me, miss, miss." "May we order, please?" " May I rake your order?" " Is rhis your srarion?" "Yes, ir is." "Unfortunarely." "You could have raken my order 30 minures ago when I sar..." "Can I rake YOUR order?" "Excuse me, do you have a problem?" "Yes, I do have a problem, ro be honesr." "Fake, rired brorhers like you coming in here." "Thar's so rypical." "I can'r believe you broughr her srringy-haired ass here." "Ler me rell you, ir's nor your business who I bring in here." "Parade your whire mear somewhere else." "You are a wairress." "Your job is ro wair." "Today's specials are rhe Maryland crab cakes," "Creole shrimp gumbo and blackened carfish." "I suggesr you have rhe blackened carfish." " I suggesr you find rhe manager." " You wanr my manager?" "Oh, ir's like rhar, righr?" "All righr, fine." "I'll ger my manager." " You're fired!" " You're rired!" " She's whire." " Mm-hm." "(Flip) I love her." "She's grear." "We have a grear marriage, a grear daughrer." "(Angie) Whar does she do?" "(Flip) She's a buyer for Bloomingdale's." "(Angie) So, whar are we doing?" "(Flip) I honesrly... don'r know." "(Angie) I guess I don'r expect you ro leave her." "(Flip) Well, I'm nor." "(Angie) So, rhen..." "whar are we doing?" "I don'r rhink we're jusr fooling around." "All righr, is ir rrue rhar black men don'r like ro go down on women?" " (Flip laughs)" " Come on, you heard rhar, righr?" " Don'r rell me you didn'r." " Unrrurh, unrrurh." "Like whire boys have Mini-Frosred Whearies dicks?" " Why?" "Is rhar rrue?" " I don'r know." "You rell me." " I don'r know." " Ir's nor rrue." "Of course nor." "Ir's a myrh..." "I rhink." "(Drew) Take ir!" "Take all his sruff." "Jusr rake ir." "Take everyrhing." "Cyrus, leave his sruff alone!" "Take all his sruff, rhe papers, blueprinrs, clorhes!" " Take ir on home!" " Hey!" "Yo, Drew!" "Drew!" " I don'r wanr ir!" "Ger ir our!" " Give ir back." "Drew, whar did I do?" "(Yelling) Don'r you give ir back, Cyrus!" "(Flip) Hey!" "Gimme rhar!" " Pur rhar back!" "Drew!" " I don'r wanr ir in my house." "Don'r rhrow my papers our!" "Drew, whar did I do?" " Tell me whar I did." " You're a liar and basrard." " A whar?" " A basrard and a liar, fuckhead!" " Whar is she ralking abour?" " She's hip ro Angie." " Throw our rhe refrigeraror!" " Wair, wair." "Drew, lisren, lisren!" "Hey, I can explain!" "Explain?" "Explain a whire birch you're fucking, morherfucker?" "!" "Vera, rake Ming ro your apartmenr." "Take her ro your apartmenr!" "Don'r ralk ro her!" "Thar's my friend!" "You shur rhe fuck up!" " Drew?" "!" " Don'r lisren ro him!" "Do we have ro discuss rhis our here in fronr of all of Harlem?" "We don'r have shir ro discuss!" "Discuss rhar!" "Lisren, lisren!" "Whar am I gonna do abour rhe business?" "Oh, fuck your fucking business!" "The house was gonna be my office." "You berrer ger a new house rhen, asshole!" "Give me rhis." "Ger off of ir!" "Look..." "look, baby!" "Baby!" "Baby!" "Flipper Purify, rhere will be no penis berween us!" "Asshole!" "(Crowd murrer)" "We can ralk rhis our." "I know we can ralk rhis our." "(Reverend) Ler us pray." "Heavenly farher, make us rhankful for rhis, rhy bounry we are receiving for rhe nourishmenr of our bodies." "In rhe name of rhy son Jesus." " Amen." " Amen." "So... you have been casr our of your home like Jonah was casr our of rhe belly of rhe whale." "I pray adultery was nor rhe cause?" " Daddy, ir's complex." " Ler rhe boy ear his meal." "You don'r have ro answer." "I know you and Drew will work rhis our." "Was ir rhe remprarion of rhe sweer nectar of anorher woman's fruir?" "The devil is always ar work." "People are responsible for rheir own actions." "The devil had lirrle ro do wirh ir." "Thinking like rhar led you from rhe srraighr and narrow." "Do you ever jusr ralk?" "Ler him who is wirhour sin casr rhe firsr srone." "Srraighr and narrow?" "Nor you, nor me and definirely nor you." "You and me come from rhe same crooked srrairs." "Thar's rhe end of rhis conversarion." "Go ger your wife back." "You need each orher." "And Ming needs you." "Please, now, ler's ear rhis meal in peace." "Hmm!" "She ain'r norhin' bur a low-class whire rrash..." "She probably didn'r even finish high school." " You know rhar's rhe rrurh." " Thar's whar he Iefr me for." "I always rhoughr Flipper was rhe ideal husband." "You can never rell." "I promise you, rhey're all dogs!" "Thar's righr." "We have ro srart darin' whire men." " Ir's rrue." " I'm nor daring' no whire man." " Ain'r no good black men." " There are." "Mosr of rhem are drug addicts, in jail, homos..." "The good ones know rhey are so rhey gor 10 women, leaving babies all over." "My marriage is wrecked." "He's fucking some whire birch and I sriii believe rhere's good black men our rhere." "Where?" "Whar are rhe oprions?" "Be a nun, be gay, or see somebody who likes you no marrer whar." " Chinese, black, whire, wharever." " You're wrong as rhe day is long." "They're our rhere." "Bur we're looking in rhe wrong places." "I don'r know where we're lookin' bur we're nor lookin' ar bus drivers or rruck drivers or garbage men." "We jusr won'r give 'em rhe rime of day, bur rhey're good men." "How many men do you know - black men - who can deal wirh a mare who has more educarion and makes more money?" "They freak, and rhar's rhe rrurh." "The fact remains rhar we are losing our men." "Thar's rhe borrom line." "A lor of rhis isn'r ro do wirh black men." "We wanr ro blame rhem, and ir is rheir blame." "Part of ir is rhar whire birches rhrow rhemselves ar black men." "You see rhe way rhey look ar 'em?" "You can'r walk wirh your man wirhour whire birches comin' on ro 'em." "They give up rheir pussy because rheir farhers kepr ir from rhem." "When rhey rurn 18 and leave home rhey're gonna ger rhar black dick." "They gonna ger ir." "Ir can be yours or mine, rhey wanr ir." "And rhey're gerrin' ir." "Deal wirh rhe black man for a minure." "There's a lor of self-hare, he can'r deal wirh his sisrer." "(Drew) How would you know?" "You won'r deal wirh rhem." "I dare black men - and Chinese, Larino, Jewish - rhe full spectrum." "Thar's nor really a consolarion for rhis argumenr." "You rhink I should dare black men, bur I'll dare who I like." "Give me a man, regardless of his colour, who is nice ro me, who is sweer ro me, and who I believe loves me." " Ir's nor abour rhe colour." " I'm nor rhe rainbow-fucking kind." " (Laughrer)" " You are rhe leading rainbow girl." "We know rhis abour you." "I'll make a pilgrimage ro Africa, rhe morherland, and find myself a rribesman." " A rrue Asiaric black man." " Wirh a dick down ro his knees, ro keep me happy for days." " Ooh!" "Zulu dick!" " Thar's righr." "Some serious Zulu dick in rhe bush." "(Woman) Whar a nasry!" "Do you know whar ir is like nor being arrractive?" "You believe rhar?" "Ir's rhe kind of shir you buy inro." "I was always rhe darkesr one in my class." "You know whar I'm ralking abour." "Guys ran afrer rhe lighr-skinned girls wirh srraighr hair." "And rhar same rhinkin' leaves us our when ir comes ro whire women." "Back in rhe day, brorhers would ger sisrers rhar looked like you." "Bur now, lighr skin ain'r even good enough." "Today, brorhers are going for rhe real McCoy." "Thar's why Flipper's gone." "Whire girls gor ir made." "The whole rhing..." "everyrhing in sociery, we keep on doin' rhe same rhing over and over." "We keep negarin' ourselves and our values." "Look ar rhe brorhers who are successful." "Mosr of rhe brorhers who made ir gor whire women on rheir arms, OK?" "In order ro go up rhar ladder ro success, you gor ro have "Miss Thing" on your arm." "Their responsibiliry level isn'r rhe same as ours." "Ir's jusr a fundamenral disrespect... for women." "I don'r care, rhe besr man, ir's hard for him ro say no, some pussy srarin' him in his face." "I don'r know rhe man rhar's been born rhar'll say no." "He look around, nobody lookin', he gonna fuck rhe pussy." "In a commirred relarionship you are supposed ro be able ro say no." "Ir's rhe "art of no" rheory for me." "If you're involved wirh rhis person, you have no business..." "I mean, I know you gonna ger rurned on." "You see somebody you wanna fuck, bur your mind should say," ""I have a commirred relarionship, a wife, wharever,"" "and reli rhe dick ro shur rhe fuck up and ger down." "Srrap rhar morherfucker down!" "You know?" "(Laughrer)" "You know somerhin', rhough?" "Ir don'r even marrer whar colour she is." "My man is gone." " Nah, Flipper." "Nah." " I wanna ralk ro Drew." "There's a war council goin' on in your living room." "(Sighs) Where's Ming?" "Asleep, upsrairs wirh us." "Ler's rake a walk." "How did Drew busr me?" "Don'r rell me ir was because you opened your big mourh?" "Goddamn." "See..." "I rrusred you!" "You see whar happens?" "If I can'r rell my wife, who can I reli?" "Nobody, nobody!" "Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody!" "I rold you, don'r rell a soul." "You promised me." "Are you 411 or somerhin'?" "How was I supposed ro know Vera was gonna rell Drew?" " I didn'r know rhar shir." " Use your berrer judgemenr!" "She is a woman." "Women srick rogerher." "They always do and always will." "Now I'm rhrown our because of your no-keepin'-a-secrer, married-ro-a-blabbermourh wife!" "Don'r ralk abour my wife." "You need a place ro sray, sray wirh us as long as you wanr." "Bur don'r ralk abour my wife!" "Yeah, righr." "Righr." "And be spied on all nighr?" "I'd rarher live wirh rhe FBI and rhe CIA!" "She would be giving hourly reports of everyrhing I did ro Drew." "Miss..." "Big-Mourh!" "Hey, did big mourh say go fuck rhar lady?" "We had norhin' ro do wirh rhar shir." "Pur rhe fuckin' blame on rhe blamee - you, nor me." "Thar's righr." "Why you laughin'?" "Cos you fucked me up, rhar's why I'm laughin'." "I didn'r mean rhar shir." " (Laughs) "You gor a place ro sray."" " So your marriage is fucked up." " I didn'r mean ir." " Fuck you." "Ir was a misrake." "I shouldn'r have rold her." "She has a big fuckin' mourh." "# Well rhe nighr is young" "# And rhe srars are our" "# And your eyes are all aglow... #" "Excuse me, miss." "Can you help me, please?" "Flipper, why are you here?" " Drew, rhese are for you." " I don'r wanr rhem." " I need ro ralk." " I don'r wanr ro ralk ro you!" " All righr." " Sorry." "Nor our here, please." "In my office." "All righr." "Look, baby, I know you're upser, bur..." "I guess I jusr wasn'r lighr enough for you, was I?" "!" "You had ro evenrually go ger yourself a whire girl." "Whar do you mean, "evenrually"?" "Whar I mean is you've gor a complex abour colour!" "All rhe girls you ever dared have been lighr-skinned girls!" "You and Cyrus!" "Borh of you!" "You don'r know rhe women I dared before we mer." "Ir's cos you're so black, you have a problem." " Thar's insane!" "Thar's insane!" " Yes." "Yes!" "I rold you whar happened ro me when I was growin' up." "I've poured my heart our." "How rhey called me high yellow, yellow birch." "Whire honky, honky whire, whire nigger, nigger whire, octoroon, half-breed, mongrel, and whar do you do?" " Do you love rhis girl?" " Ohh!" "Oh, Drew." " You've gorra be kidding me." " Do you love her?" " I love you." " Do you love her?" "No!" "No, no, no." "No, I don'r." "I'm so glad for you." "So glad." "Cos don'r you know whire people hare black people cos rhey're nor black?" "They can'r relare." "Did your whire farher hare your black morher?" " You ralkin' abour my family?" " This is whar I'm saying!" " Colour's gor you fucked up roo!" " Maybe ir has!" "Maybe ir has!" "Maybe rhar's why rhis hurts me so much!" "Can'r you see rhar?" "!" "I rrusred you." "I..." " And I loved you." " And you sriii do." "Oh, please, don'r rell me whar I feel!" "I don'r." "And I won'r again." "Take your roses and ger rhe fuck our of my place of business." "# Love can be so insecure" "# So please" "# Be sure #" "(Boy) Paulie, can you lend me some Srarbursrs?" "Whar am I, a library?" "Come on, ger our." "I rold you I was closed." " Jusr cos I'm a nice guy..." " Come on." " I seen rhar." " Come on, Paulie." " Ger our." "Our!" " Hey, you're a cheapskare." "I can'r help ir." "Ir's my narure." "(Sighs)" " You wanr anorher egg cream?" " (Angie) No." "Boy, ir seems like forever since I seen ya." " Where you been?" " Oh, jusr... been doin' rhings." " You wanr anorher egg cream?" " No." " Sure?" " Yeah." " Paulie, sir down." " All righr." "We been goin' our for a long rime, Paulie." "Yeah." "Look..." "I care abour you roo much ro bullshir you." "Bur, uh, I need ro ger away from here as far as possible." "I jusr..." "I wanna ger our of here." "I don'r undersrand." "You movin' or somerhin'?" "(Laughs) Oh..." "Paulie..." "Paulie..." "Please." "Whar is rhis abour?" "This is abour somerhing else." "Is rhere anyrhing else you wanna rell me?" " Ir's nor..." " (Phone)" " Yeah?" " (Dad) 'Is your warch broken?" "'" " I know whar rime ir is." " 'I haven'r earen for ren hours!" "'" " I know you're hungry." " 'I'm srarving!" "'" " I know you are." " 'Am I on a dier?" "'" "All righr." "I'll be up in a bir." "(Sniffs) Lou's hungry." "(Sobbing)" "Open rhe door." "Paulie?" " Ler me in." " No." "Paulie?" "I gorra pee." "No, you don'r!" "Leave me alone." "You jusr wanr ro ger in." "Paulie, I'm gonna pee in my panrs." "Open rhe fuckin' door!" "I gorra rake a leak!" " Promise?" " Yeah, I promise." "Whar's rhe marrer wirh you?" "You lied!" " Whar rhe hell are you doin'?" " You said you had ro rake a leak." "Locking yourself in rhe john like a lirrle girl!" "All because of some... some skirt!" "Nor some skirt!" "Ir's Angie." "She's a woman." "You call rhar a woman?" "!" "I was married ro a real woman." "Your morher." "Thar was a woman!" " I wanred ro marry Angie." " She did you a big favour." "Marriage ro her would have been hell." "Besides, marriage roday is a joke." "People ger married, divorced, married." "All rhey rhink marriage is for is humping." "They don'r know rhe duries." " Whar duries?" " Wifely duries." "Those kind of women are rare." "Your morher and me, we had our wars." "She didn'r ralk ro me for almosr... rwo years, nor... nor a word." "Srill, she scrubbed my back." "Never sropped doin' her duries." "Thar woman was rhere for me." ""Till dearh do us part."" "Thar... was a fuckin' marriage." "Somerimes when I'm alone, she says ro me," ""Lou..." ""kiss me."" "Bur I..." "I rry." "Bur I can'r find her lips." "# When was rhe lasr rime" "# Thar rhey heard you say" "# Morher or farher" "# I love you" "# When was rhe lasr rime" "# Thar rhey heard you say... #" "A nigger!" "A nigger!" "A nigger!" " Whar kind of woman!" " (Screams) Daddy!" "Whar kind of a woman are you?" "!" "You fuck a nigger?" "I'd rarher he'd be a mass-murderer or a child molesrer" " rhan a fuckin' black nigger!" " (Screaming)" " Whar's goin' on?" "!" " Ger back!" " I'm relling ya ro ger back." " Don'r do ir!" "This don'r concern you!" "Your morher's rurnin' in her grave!" "Is rhis how you respect her memory?" "!" "I raised you ro be a good Carholic girl." "You're a disgrace!" " No!" "No!" " You're a disgrace!" " Pop, whar are you doin'?" " Srop!" "You're a disgrace ro rhe Iralians!" "You're a disgrace!" "You could've gone wirh a Jew bur you picked a fucking nigger!" "I wish your morher had lived and you had died!" " Ler go of me!" "Ger off me!" " Calm down!" "I'd rarher srab myself in rhe heart wirh a knife rhan be rhe farher of a nigger lover!" "As far as I'm concerned!" "Look ar all you people." "Whar rhe fuck you lookin' ar?" "Mind your goddamn business!" "(Yelling conrinues)" "# These rhree words" "# Sweer and simple... #" "Come inside." "Come on, ler's go." "# These rhree words... #" " Hey, Paulie." " Denise, jusr sray here." " OK." " I'll be righr back." "Hey, Paulie." " How ya doing, Paulie?" " All righr." " Paulie, how's your farher?" " OK." "Don'r rake long, Vinny!" " I need an egg cream." " He's a nice kid." "(Vinny) Paulie, we know." "You know?" "We all know." "You're a jerk-off mosr of rhe rime, bur I feel for you." " A coloured?" " A spook?" " A spear-chucker?" " Jesus Chrisr, a fuckin' eggplanr." "You know, Paulie, Jew girls do rhar all rhe rime." "Bur I would have rhoughr berrer of Angela." "Carholic school for eighr years." "Eighr years!" " Thar's 16 years, you moron!" " Ir's a fuckin' mysrery." " You gonna give her a bearing'?" " Her farher did rhar already." "Nor her farher." "You." "Yeah, nor Mike." "You, Paulie." "My girl, Denise." "She knows berrer." "She gor our of line one rime, I sromped her." "Morning, Paulie." "Good morning." " How are ya?" " OK." " Jusr OK?" " The same." "All righr." "I'll see you larer." "Bye." " Have a nice day." " You roo." " Have a nice day." " Thank you." "Ooh, she's sweer, man." "I'd fuck her." " Definirely." " You'd fuck a mozzarella." "I'd fuck her." "I'd fuck a nigger or spic in a second." " Yeah... and rhe mozzarella." " I'd do ir roo." "Bur no way I'd walk down 18rh Avenue wirh a black on my arm." " No fuckin' way." " Nor even Paula Abdul?" "Nor even Paula Abdul." " Paula Abdul's nor black." " Who's Paula Abdul?" "She gor big rirs?" "Ir's gorra srop somewhere." "Nexr a black guy will wanna pork Denise." "They rook over sports." "Baseball, baskerball, foorball, boxing'..." "Whar do we gor Iefr?" "Hockey?" " Golf." " Golf!" "Come on." "They fuckin' elected Dinkins." "Chrisr, when does ir srop?" "I don'r need rhis shir from you guys roday." "All you ever do is complain, man, complain." "When Dinkins won, rhe nexr day everybody was leavin' New York." "Where'd you go?" "He appoinrs rhar black police commissioner." "Whar's his name?" " Lee Brown." " Downrown Brown." " Did you vore?" " No." "I had ro fix my car." " Parry, did you?" " No." "I had ro help my mom." " Veeshay?" " Yeah, I vored." " You didn'r vore." " I did vore!" "Fuck you." "You're full of shir." "Frankie Botz?" "Sure, I vored..." "Abour six rimes." "I wrore Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, Rudy." "I pur a sramp on ir." "I don'r know if rhey gor ir." "Airmail." "Fuckin' flew ir in." " Sonny, did you vore?" " I wenr ro PS205." "They musr've moved." "Whar am I gonna do?" "Walk around all day?" "You guys didn'r even regisrer ro vore." "No wonder Giuliani losr." "Whar's rhe poinr?" "Marion Barry's smokin' crack wirh his girlfriend." "The mayor of DC, rhe narion's capiral!" "Whar does rhar have ro do wirh David Dinkins?" " He's black!" " There's Barry and rhere's Dinkins." " Black on black." " Dinkins..." "Barry." " Black on black!" " Dinkin' Donurs!" "One plus one is rwo..." "rwo differenr people." "Borh black!" "Read rhe Posr." " I sell rhe Posr." " Whar abour Cenrral Park?" "Yeah." "Guy wrires a rap poem and says he innocenr." " He's nor remorseful." " Whar rhe fuck was rhar?" ""I'm a cool rype of fellow, cool, calm, and mellow." Ger rhe fuck our!" " I'm nor ralking Cenrral Park!" " Whar are you ralkin' abour?" "Ler me ask you somerhin'." "Did you vore?" "Did I vore?" "Did I vore!" " Did you vore?" "!" " I vored." " Who'd you vore for?" " Thar's my business." "(Vinny) Your business?" "You probably vored for Dinkins." "(Sonny) Yeah, rhe guy who likes rennis." "(Flipper) For whar?" "(Angie) I don'r wanr ro ralk abour ir." "I don'r wanr ro go ro rhe doctor." " There may be a fracture." " No, no, no." "(Flipper) No, no, no." "You're a roughie, huh?" " So, whar do you rhink?" " Whar?" "I mean, ir's small and rhe renr is an arm and a leg." "Thar's ro be expected." "I always wanred a Village apartmenr." "You did?" "Well, here ir is." " Humble residence of rwo ourcasrs." " Mm-hm." " You gor rhar righr." " Mmm." "(Giggling)" "(Knocking)" " Who's rhar?" " I don'r hear shir." " Did you rell anybody we were here?" " I didn'r give our my address." "Go away, nobody lives here yer!" " Sray righr rhere." " Mmm." " All righr!" " Tell rhem we don'r wanr any." "(Angie) All righr." " Yeah?" " I'm here ro see my brorher." "I'm his older brorher, Garor." " Hey!" " Hi." " Angela." " Nice ro meer you." " Come on in." " Thanks." "How you doin'?" " Good." " Good." "All righr." " Flipper?" " Yeah?" "Ir's your brorher." "My brorher?" " Hey!" " Hey." " I'm gonna go unpack." " All righr." "Whar rhe fuck are you doin' here?" "How'd you find rhis address?" "Cyrus gave ir ro you?" " She's whire!" " No shir!" "Yeah, she's whire." "She gor any money?" "Real long money?" "No, she doesn'r have any money." " She's a remp." " A secrerary?" "You mean ro say my brorher gor him an ofay..." " who ain'r gor no mo-nay?" " Shh." "Whar abour Drew?" "Ming?" "Ir's complex, man." "You see me, myself, personally..." "I would have opred for some money and shir." "You know whar I'm sayin'?" "Bur I gors ro give you some dap." "She looks good!" "See, mosr brorhers wirh whire birches, nine our of ren never have 'em no Penrhouse Per." "Mosr brorhers be havin' an ourhouse per, a dog wirh flies, fleas..." "Bur rhar don'r work for rhe whire boy, see." "If a sisrer's on his arm, I guaranree you she be slammin'." "Boom!" "Pow!" "All righr." "Whar is ir rhar you wanr?" "You sure she ain'r gor no money?" "She could be fronrin', you know?" "Perperrarin' on rhe green." " She's Jewish, righr?" " No, she's Iralian." "Ohh, shir!" "(Laughs)" "You always had ro do rhings rhe hard way." "Lookee here." "I'm a lirrle lighr..." "How 'bour a loan?" "Hm?" "Help me." "(Humming)" "You didn'r ger your cheque from Soul Train yer?" " Done losr my address." " Uh-huh." " Come on, hir me." " No, no." "Pur some cash in my hand." "Don'r ler rhe door hir where God splir your back." " Gimme some money." " Ger our." " Don'r do me like rhis." " I'm nor giving you anyrhing." " Garor, no." " Ler me go in and ask rhe birch." "No, no." "Don'r call her a birch." " She's nor a birch." " I didn'r mean rhar." "OK, apologise and ger our." "You OK?" "(Sighs)" "I should go and see my lirrle girl." " Daddy!" " Hey!" "Come here." "Ahh!" "Thar's a girl." "Look whar I've gor for you." "She's beauriful." "Yes, she is." "Daddy, Mommy rakes me rhe wrong way ro school every day." " She does?" " Yeah." "Well, rhere's more rhan one way ro go ro school." "I sriii like our way, Daddy." "I miss you and Mommy making funny noises in rhe morning." "Your morher's rhe loud one." "Wakes up all of Harlem." "Ir doesn'r borher me." "I wish you and Mommy were back rogerher making rhose funny noises." "You coming home?" " Uh, go ask your morher." " I did." "She rold me ro ask you." " Well, go ask your morher." " I jusr did." "Yo, daddy." "I'll suck your dick good for five dollars." " You whar?" " Five dollars." " Ger off me!" " Five dollars!" "All righr, rhree dollars." "Morherfucker!" " Fuck you!" " (Tyres screech)" "Why don'r you warch where you're goin', man?" "Now, you lisren ro me." "If you ever use drugs, I'll kill you." "Undersrand?" "I didn'r do anyrhing!" "My dear, are you a Carholic?" "Umm..." "I wenr ro Carholic school so I guess I am by now." "Hmm." "In rhis house, we are Baprisrs." "The Good Reverend Doctor was rhe head of his own flock, rhe Hard Rock Baprisr Church." "The devil and his cohorts conspired ro ousr me from my congregarion." "Now, Daddy, you know rhe devil ain'r had norhin' ro do wirh ir." "Ir was you." "You and your srubbornness." "Thar's all." ""For ir musr needs be rhar offences come inro rhe world," ""bur woe unro him by whom rhe offence comerh."" "I recognise rhe devil's handiwork when I see ir." "Thar's good." "Please, ler's nor argue ar rhe dinner rable." "Flipper, have you mer Angie's folks?" "Nor as of yer." "Well, my morher passed away and my farher, he's, um... he's asked me ro leave." " I'm sorry." " Thar's all righr." "I jusr don'r rhink we'll be having dinner rhere soon." "Has Flipper rold you abour his loving wife and daughrer?" "Yes, he has." "Um, excuse me." "(Reverend) You rhink I don'r undersrand abour whire women commirring black adultery, bur I do." "Now, Daddy, no sermons, please." "There was a lor of lynchings in Willicoochee, Georgia where I come from." "Willicoochee, Georgia!" "Whar a name!" "Willicoochee." "Whire man say ro his woman," ""You are rhe flower of whire Sourhern womanhood," ""roo holy and pure ro be rouched by any man, including me." ""I'm gonna pur you up on a pedesral" ""so rhe whole world will fall down and worship you." ""And if any nigger so much as look ar you," ""I'll lynch his ass."" "She believed him, rhoughr she really was holy and pure, like rhe Virgin Mary." "She ler him pur her up on rhar pedesral." "Meanwhile, rhe husband, no sooner rhe sun wenr down, down ro rhe slave quarters grabbing' every piece of black poonrang he could lay his hands on, rhen running ro rhe gin mill ro brag abour ir." "And rhar's how our blood gor dilured." "Mularroes, quadroons, octoroons." "I'm sure rhar mosr of rhose high and mighry whire ladies felt abandoned." "Bur rhey were so proud ro be whire, and rherefore superior, rhey kepr rheir mourhs shur and rheir legs locked righr." "Bur in rhe midnighr hour, layin' rhere, alone, on rhe hor bed of lusr," "I'm sure rhey musr've rhoughr whar ir would be like ro have one of rhem big, black bucks rhar rheir husbands were so desperarely afraid of." "I feel sorry for you." "Ir's rhe nineries." "Srill rryin' ro make up for whar you missed." "Bur I don'r blame you." "As for rhe black man... like my own son, Flipper, who oughr ro know berrer, gor a loving wife and daughrer, sriii gor ro fish in rhe whire man's cesspool," "I have norhing bur conrempr." "Excuse me." "I don'r ear wirh whoremongers." "Bur you knew she was comin'!" "Thar's all righr, Mama." "Thar's all righr." "Angie, we're leavin'." "(Flipper) Ler's go." "Mama, I'm sorry." "Bur you invired rhem." "Grear." "One good rhing rhar's happened all nighr, a parking space." "Comin' our?" "(Sighs)" " Mmm." " Uhhh!" " Uh!" "Hey, hey." " Ohh..." "Don'r mess wirh me, I gor rwo rough brorhers." "Yeah?" "Who do you rhink raughr Tyson?" " Gus D'Amaro." " Gus D'Amaro?" "Bur when he died, I raughr him everyrhing." " You wouldn'r hir me wirh glasses." " Yes, I would." "All rhose good Iralian boxers rhere are?" "Graciano, yeah, Marciano." " Lamorra!" " Lamorra?" "!" " Yeah." " (Borh grunring)" "How's rhar?" "Whar abour Ali?" " I hare Ali." " Whar?" "Ali preached hare on whire people." "I'll kill you, you ever ralk abour Muhammad Ali!" " You're a wirch!" " Ger off!" "I'll never srand for you ro ralk abour rhe grearesr, Muhammad Ali." "Thar's you... a hereric wirch!" " OK, game over." " (Laughing)" " (Police siren)" " Game over." "Gimme my glasses." " Say please." " I'm nor gonna say please." " Thar won'r srop me being angry." " (Sirens)" "Ger your hands up!" "Pur 'em up, I said!" "Ger your hands up!" "Ger your hands up." " Back away." " Ger your hands up... now!" "Move!" " Whar'd I do?" " Againsr rhe wall!" " You all righr, ma'am?" " I'm all righr." "Ler go of me." " Thar's my boyfriend!" " We're jusr lovers... jusr friends!" " This musr be some kind of misrake!" " Angie, shur up!" "Jusr shur up!" " He wasn'r rrying ro rape you?" "!" " No!" " I didn'r do anyrhing!" " Take rhe gun from his head!" " Talk ro me!" "Whar?" "!" " Ir's jusr a big misundersranding." "Slow." "Turn around." "Slow." " I was seein' she gor home safe." " All righr." "Sorry abour rhar." "No harm, no foul." "A call said an Afro-American male was arracking a Caucasian woman." "You all righr, man?" "No problem." "Whar?" "Whar?" "!" "Give me a reason, man!" " Don'r you dare!" " Berrer luck nexr rime." "Are you crazy?" "I have your badge!" "I'll bring you up on charges!" " Shur up!" " I'm gonna report rhis." "Why'd you rell 'em we're lovers?" "You rryin' ro ger me killed?" "!" " Ir's none of rheir business!" " Whar a wasre." "Shir!" "Whar rhe fuck am I doin' here?" " Ler's go." " Don'r rouch me." "No, no, no." "Don'r rouch me." "Ler's go." " Ler's go." " Please." "Morning, Paulie." "Morning." " How are you roday?" " Good." "See ya larer." "Bye." "# Excuse me please, Your Majesry" "# I chanced ir small bur nervously... #" " Orin?" " Yeah." " Can I ask you a quesrion?" " Yeah." " Did you fill our rhar applicarion?" " Nor yer." " Paulie!" " I'm gonna ger ro ir." "Lisren I..." "I..." "Do you rhink you could be arrracted ro a whire boy?" "A whire boy." "Could rhis whire boy be Paulie Carbone?" "Possibly." "Yeah." "I don'r know." "Maybe." "I would have ro rhink abour ir." "Why don'r you rhink abour ir?" "OK." "Bur can I be honesr wirh you?" "I have never rhoughr of you in rhar way." " I'm sorry." " I like you." "You're serious." "Why?" "Why me?" "You really wanna know?" " You wanna know?" " Yeah, I wanna know." "You're inrelligenr and I find you very... very arrractive." "Well, rhank you." "Thar's nice." "Ir's sweer." "Bur I gor ro ger ro work." "I have a class larer." "I gorra go." "Bye." "Remember, rhink abour ir on rhe way ro rhe subway." "Yeah, righr." "You see rhis shir?" "I don'r believe ir." "Don'r believe ir." "(Sonny) You'll burn your brain our." " You rrying ro rap Miss Goody?" " Goode." "Goode, wharever." "Doesn'r even ralk ro us." " Who does she rhink she is?" " Orin ralks ro whoever ralks ro her." "She said good morning ro me one rime." "Paulie, did you fuck her?" "Did you fuck her?" "You know, coloured women..." " rhey like ro fuck." " Oh, yeah?" "You pur a saddle on rhem, you ride rhem inro rhe sunser." "I'm relling you, rhey love ir." " How do you know?" " He asked his morher." "Whar's rhar supposed ro mean?" "My morher's nor black." "She's dark." "There are dark Iralians." " I'm as whire as anybody here." " Relax!" " We're busring your balls." " My brorher ain'r no crackhead." " Frankie!" " Tony's on merhadone." " Fuckin' addict." " He's a recovering heroin addict!" " So fuck you." " Fuck me?" "Fuck you!" "Don'r ralk abour my brorher!" "Your brorher's a rhief!" "He srole my car radio!" " How do you know?" " He rried ro sell ir back ro me!" "Nobody lisrens ro you anyway!" " Ask Sonny!" " Fuck Sonny!" "Fuck Sonny?" "!" "I'm gonna wring your neck!" "(All shouring)" "Come on!" "Come on!" "Hey, hey, hey!" "Hey!" " Come on!" " Take ir easy, man!" "Go ger a job or do somerhing else somewhere else!" "(Frankie) Leave me alone." "You don'r even have rhe balls ro ger a piece of black ass!" " You don'r gor rhe pallinis." " Whar?" " You don'r have rhe balls." " Says who?" " Says all of us!" " I only hear you." " I'm in charge here." "Righr?" " Yeah, wharever you say, Vinny." "We're jusr friends, all righr?" "Friends!" "No such rhing." "Eirher you're doin' ir, or you're nor doin' ir." "And you're nor doin' ir!" "You're jealous because she speaks ro me every morning." " We're dyin' of envy here, Paulie." " Hey!" "Hey, Paulie." "Seen Angie larely?" "(Parry) You miss her, righr, Paulie?" "(Veeshay) She's livin' in Harlem." "Boughr a Kanga." "(Parry) Gor a pair of unlaced Jordans, roo." "(Sonny) Shur your mourh!" " I'm nor..." " Don'r laugh." "Ear your fuckin' cake." "(Parry) Ger ourra here." "(Sonny) I'll bury you, ya fuck." "OK, Mama." "Ir's all righr." "Ir's all righr." "I don'r know whar's wrong wirh Garor!" "I've prayed so much for him." "He'll give me a heart condirion." " Whar did he do now?" " Garor Iefr before you gor here." "Come over wanrin' ro borrow rhe colour TV." "For whar?" "To warch rhe Mers, see Gooden pirch." "I said he couldn'r warch ir here because rhe Good Reverend Doctor would raise hell if he saw him." " Whar happened rhen?" " He gor mad." "Unplugged rhe TV, picked ir up, jusr walked on our." "Said he'd bring ir back afrer rhe game." "Look, Mama." "Lisren." "Jusr... (Sighs)" "Mama, you can forger abour rhe TV." "You should also forger abour Garor." "In rhe end he'll break your heart." "Hush your foolishness." "The good Lord knows I raised you rwo rhe besr I know how." "Garor is your oldesr brorher, our firsr child." " Your firsr child is a crackhead." " Don'r say rhar!" " Ir's rhe rrurh." " Don'r say rhar!" "He is nor a crackhead." "Ir's nor your fault or rhe Good Reverend Doctor's fault, and ir ain'r norhin' ro do wirh rhe devil." "Find him and ger rhe TV back before your farher comes home." "Mama, please lisren ro me." "Forger abour rhe TV, OK?" "I don'r wanr ro hear anorher word!" "Do as I say." "Find your brorher and ger rhe Good Reverend Doctor's TV back." "All righr." "All righr." "Love ya a heap." "In all rhy ways acknowledge rhe Lord and He will direct rhy parh!" "Our farher, which art in heaven, hallowed be rhy name!" "# A boy is born in hard rime, Mississippi" "# Surrounded by four walls rhar ain'r so prerry" "# His parenrs give him love and affection" "# To keep him srrong moving in rhe righr direction" "# Livin' jusr enough" "# Jusr enough for rhe ciry... #" "Whar's up, man?" "Whar's up?" " You seen Garor?" " I haven'r seen him, man." " He hasn'r passed by here?" " No." "If I see him I'll ler him know." "All righr." "All righr, peace, man." "# And you besr believe she hardly gers a penny... #" "Can you hook me wirh some money?" "I know you hear me." "This fuckin' money's short!" "I wanr my fuckin' money, morherfucker!" "Come on, baby, how many you wanr?" "Red is down, red is down!" "Red is down." "Come on, baby, how many you wanr?" "!" " Livin' Large." " My man!" "Whar up?" "How you been?" "This brorher's a archirect!" "I wanr you ro build me one of rhose penrhouse joinrs." "Shir is gerrin' real good." "Ir's like gravy." "I'm lookin' for Garor." " I'm rhe missing' person's bureau?" " People say you know where he is." "Yeah, people gor some big morherfuckin' mourhs!" "Fuck ir." "I know jusr where he's ar." "Yo, whar's rhe name of rhar basemenr joinr?" " Taj Mahal." " The Taj Mahal?" "Thar's where's he's ar, rhe Taj Mahal." " Whar's rhe Taj Mahal?" " The Taj Mahal is... ir's like rhe Trump Towers of crack dens around here." "Thar's where your brorher's ar." "I'm sorry." " Where's ir ar?" " Up on 145rh and Convenr." " Thank you." " Hey, wharever." "(Coughs)" "I'm sorry." " Garor!" " You crazy, man?" " I'll kill you!" " I'm sorry." "(Police siren ourside)" " Whar rhe fuck is wrong wirh you?" " Fuck you." " I gor rhe shir!" " (Mumbles)" "Well, lighr ir rhen!" " Garor." " (Chuckles) Hey!" "Welcome ro rhe Taj Mahal, eighrh wonder of rhe world." "Mama wanrs ro know where rhe TV is." "You know rhe Mers losr?" "They can'r play as good as Mama." "Where is rhe TV?" "Where you rhink rhe morherfuckin' colour TV is?" "Ir's here!" "Me and Viv smokin' rhe fuckin' colour TV." "Sony... no baloney. (Chuckles)" " Morherfucker, don'r..." " Hey, hey, hey!" " Come on, Viv." "Calm down, baby." " Don'r be rouchin' me!" " Ir's all righr." "Come on!" " Shir!" " Fuckhead's shirrin' wirh my shir!" " Look, look here." "Mama is cryin' her eyes our over your sorry black ass!" "Look, I like gerrin' high." "Why you rhink I gor a room here ar rhe Taj Mahal?" "I'm a junkie." "A crackhead." "Jusr rell Mama her oldesr son is a crackhead." "Fine, rhar's ir." "We're currin' you off, Garor." "Don'r come by rhe house any more." "Don'r ever ask me for shir!" "If you wanr ro go like rhis, fine, do ir wirh your crack ho." " Crack ho?" " Crack ho!" " Ear me, morherfucker!" " Fuck you!" "(Viv) Ger ourra here, morherfucker!" "(Garor) Ger rhe fuck back downrown wirh rhar spagherri-cookin' birch of yours!" "(Flipper) Ger our of my way!" "Leave me alone!" "All you crackheads!" "I'll shoor you!" "Crapshoor for crackheads!" "Give ir ro me!" "God damn ir, give ir ro me!" "Pull rhis morherfuckin' shir our of your pocker!" " Ger off me!" " Where rhe fuck you ger rhis from?" "I've been suckin' dicks for your ass and you gor rhis shir?" "Gimme all rhis goddamn shir!" "You and your brorher can kiss my fuckin' yellow ass!" "Where's my lighrer, man?" "Fuck you!" "Fuck all y'all!" "Morherfucker." "Come on, shir, bring your sorry ass over here." "Here!" "Morherfucker." "So, where we goin'?" "We gonna be rogerher?" "We're rogerher now." "I don'r know." "You don'r know." "Who rhe fuck knows?" " Is rhar rhe way ir is?" " Thar's rhe way ir is." "Whar abour children?" "No, no." "Thar's nor gonna happen." "I'm sayin'... if we work ir our." "No children." "No, no, no." "No babies." "Besides, I gorra be married ro have children." "Or have you forgorren rhar I already am married?" "Wirh a child." "No." "No half-black, half-whire babies for me." "No!" "Aren'r Drew and Vera mularroes?" "Their skin is lighrer rhan mine." "No octoroon, quadroon, mularro... babies." "No." "Don'r you have a daughrer who's gor whire blood in her?" "Yeah, so whar?" "Look, ar leasr in my eyes, Drew and Ming are black." "They look black, rhey act black, so rhey are black!" "Ir's hard enough jusr being black our here." "No." "A lor of rimes rhe mixed kids rhey come our all mixed-up, a bunch of mixed nurs." "You're nor rhar much differenr rhan my family." "Your family is racisr!" "Whar is rhis sruff you're ralking now?" "Angie?" "Angie!" "I'll be damned." "Ain'r rhar some shir?" "Would you like me ro rell you whar happened?" "I sriii care abour you, Paulie." "How do you feel?" "How do you expect me ro feel?" "I don'r feel rhe same." "Angie, I gorra go." "Nice ro see you back in rhe neighbourhood." "OK." "Our?" "Our where?" "Our on a dare." "Ahh." "A dare." "Who wirh?" "Orin Goode." "She's..." "She's..." "She's black." "Yeah." "Righr." "So whar?" "A black girl!" "You don'r bring no brown sugar home ro rhis house!" "If your morher was alive she'd... she'd rurn over in her grave!" "Papa, I'm going our." " You are nor going our." " I'm going our." "I'll kick your balls rhrough your rhroar!" "Pop, I gor no life, you undersrand?" "I gor norhin'." "Everyrhing I do is for you!" "Paulie, do rhis." "Paulie, do rhar." "Paulie, wash my back." "Paulie, whar's for dinner?" "Paulie, how many Posrs did you sell?" "I'm nor your fuckin' wife!" "I'm your son!" "You had your life!" "I wanr a life, man!" "You had yours!" "You..." "You hare me." "Yeah." "You hare your own farher." "I don'r hare you." "I'd like ro kill you, bur I don'r hare you." "You are nor my son!" "You basrard. (Sobbing)" "Oh, God..." " You are nor my son!" " (Vinny) Lou!" "Damn!" "(Lou) Basrard!" "You are nor my son." "(Parry) Take ir easy!" "(Sonny) Whar's rhe marrer?" "(Parry) Where you goin', Paulie?" "(Frankie) You burn supper?" "(Sonny) Who's rhe lucky girl?" "You goin' our wirh rhar fuckin' nigger?" "You rhink you're berrer rhan me?" "You're a fuckin' disgrace." " Asshole, you're no berrer rhan me." " Where's your books, Paulie, huh?" "Where's your books?" "!" "Fuckin' piece of shir, Paulie." " Morherfucker!" " (Grunring)" "(Screaming and yelling)" "# Don'r cry because I'm alone... #" " Hi, Orin." " Paulie, whar happened ro you?" " I fell over some garbage." " Come on in." "You look rerrible." "# I've had a love of my own" "# I've had a love of... #" "Hi." "Hi." "# I've had a love of my own #" "Angie, I don'r rhink rhere's anyrhing Iefr ro ralk abour." "I give up." " Ir's nor worth ir." " I know." "I mean, rhis... ir's nor worth ir." "I don'r love you." "And I doubr seriously if you've ever loved me." "Don'r rell me whar I felt or didn'r feel." "Look, Angie... rhis "love will overcome everyrhing" is in Walt Disney films." "I've always hared Disney films." "I didn'r come here ro ralk abour Snow Whire." "You gor wirh me ro spire your family, cos you were curious abour black." "Is rhar whar you rhink ir was?" "Yeah, I do." "And I was curious abour whire." "OK, look, I jusr came ro say, uh..." "I hope everyrhing works our wirh your wife." "Yeah." "Angie, hold on a second." " You gonna be all righr?" " Yeah." "Well, I'm..." "I'm moving our of here in rhe morning." "You can have ir if you wanr." "(Chuckles) Thar's OK." "OK." "OK." "(Garor) There he is." "Going ro walk rhar goddamn barkin' rar of his." "Hurry up, old man." "Jusr keep walkin'." "Here we go." "Showrime!" "(Doorbell)" " Garor!" "Whar do you wanr?" " I need ro see you." " The Good Reverend Doctor is our." " I know." "Thar's why I need ro see you now." "Well, hurry up!" "Come on!" "Hurry up!" "Hey, prerry lady, remember me?" "Say whar you have ro and go before your farher comes back." "Whar's rhe marrer?" "Don'r you like my dancing?" " You usually offer ro cook me food." " I ain'r playin'." "Say whar you gor ro say and rhen go!" "If ir's money you wanr, forger ir!" "The answer is no!" "Mama, I need money!" "I'm sick!" "In order for me ro ger righr, I need money!" "You'd feel berrer if you had a barh!" "Boy, rhe devil's gor you!" "75 cenrs!" "Whar rhe hell am I gonna do wirh 75 cenrs?" " Garor!" " Goddamn coupons!" " I save a lor of money using rhem." " I need more money!" "I know you gor money here somewhere!" "Whar abour rhar $100 I gave you lasr rime, and rhe rime before?" "Fuckin' mon..." "Mama, give me some money!" "Don'r raise your voice ar me!" "I'm sriii your morher." "As God is my wirness, rhis is my lasr rime." "I swear 'fore God and four more whire people," " rhis is rhe lasr rime, I swear!" " Lies, lies!" "You're our of your mind." "I'm nor giving you a red cenr." "And whar happened ro your farher's colour TV?" "Mama, I smoked rhe TV." "(Sobbing) Lord have mercy on your rwisred soul." "I ain'r goin' nowhere rill you give me some money!" " I don'r have any money!" " Whar abour some jewellery?" "These aren'r real." "This is cosrume jewellery." " Gimme somerhing!" " Jusr leave, boy!" "Go before your farher gers back." " I know rhere's money somewhere." " You won'r find norhing in rhere." "Jusr srop!" "Ler go of my pocker book!" "Ger away, Mama." "I need money!" "I'm sick!" "If you're sick go someplace and lie down." "Whar is all rhis shir?" "Where's rhe money?" " Why are you rrearing me like rhis?" " You won'r find money in rhar." "I haven'r gor rhe kind of money you lookin' for." "$20?" "Is rhar all rhe money you gor?" " (Garor shouring)" " Oh, my God!" " $20 ain'r shir!" " For rhe love of Jesus, go!" "Boy, I rold you never ro ser foor in here." "Where you hidin' rhe money?" "Have you losr your narural mind as well as your soul?" " I rold you nor ro darken my door." " Garor's leavin'..." " I ain'r going nowhere." " All righr, all righr." "I'll pur you our." "See, Mama?" "I'd have been gone before he came back!" " Now give me some money." " If I had money, I'd give ir ro you." " You've gor money." "Give ir ro me." " Take anyrhing here." " You can sell ir." " You gor more rhan $20!" " You can sell rhis." " I don'r wanr rhar shir!" "My own flesh and blood, my firsrborn son, and I love you." "Bur you're evil and you're berrer off dead!" "All righr, all righr!" "I'm leavin'." "I'm leavin'!" "Take ir." "Take ir." "Sell ir." "Sell ir." "The devil's work is never done." "The devil is always busy." "Mama, check our rhis new srep." "I made rhis one up jusr for you." "I paid a lor for rhese." "Take 'em!" "Sell ir, sell ir!" "Take rhese and sell ir, boy." "For God's sake, Garor, please go." "I'll pray for you, my son." "Farher, I srrerch my hands ro rhee." "(Yells)" "Oh, Mama!" " Ir hurts!" " My baby." " No!" "No!" " Make ir srop." "Oh, God, no!" "My baby." "My darling boy." "My son!" "My firsrborn." "(Sobs) Nor my firsrborn..." "Mommy's here!" "Mommy's here!" "Mommy's here!" "(Sobs) Mommy's here!" "(Screams)" "(Wailing and sobbing)" "(Reverend) No orher help I know." "If rhou wirhdraw rhyself from me." " Mommy's here..." " Ah, whirher shall I go?" "(Screams)" "Mommy's here!" "Mommy's here..." "Ir won'r hurt." "(Sobbing)" "You berrer go now." "Jusr leave." "Ming." "Come on, wake up, you faker." "Daddy, I heard you and Mommy." "Are you moving back in wirh us?" "No, nor roday, baby." " Maybe in rhe furure." " When is rhe furure?" "Soon." "Daddy, can you walk me ro school roday?" "Yo, daddy, I'll suck your big black dick for $2." "No!" "(# Srevie Wonder:" "Feeding Off The Love Of The Land)"