[SILENCE]
[MAN]
PEOPLE.
GIVE ME SOME LOVE, BRETHREN.
[CROWD CHEERING]
I'M CALLING ON MY PEOPLE.
TONIGHT, MY BROTHERS
TONIGHT, MY SISTERS
FATES WILL BE DECIDED
FUTURES WILL BE SE LIVES WILL BE CHANGED
DESTINY REACH ME, BRETHREN
DESTINY REACH
YOU GOT MY MONEY, RUDE BOY?
YOU GOT MY MONEY?
WHEN YOU SEE ME 'PON THE ROAD,
STEP ASIDE, BREH.
WHEN YOU SEE ME 'PON THE STREET,
JUST SLIDE, YEAH.
WHEN THE BROTHERS
COMING THROUGH,
BETTER HIDE SCARE,
'CAUSE I'M BRINGING
SOMETHING NEW,
AND I DON'T CARE.
WOOH!
WHAT THE BITCHES
IN YO' CLIQUE WANNA SAY, YEAH.
IF THEY FEEL ALL MY FLOWS
ARE TOO TIRED, YEAH.
MM-HMM.
MY RHYTHMS IS SICK,
AND MY RHYMES ARE THE LICK,
AND MY BEATS DRIVE COMPETITORS
TO DRINK, YEAH.
YEAH.
OH.
THAT'S SOME BRUCE LEE
TYPE SHIT.
[CHATTER]
DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES
WHEN YOU'RE TRAINING.
FUCKIN' BATTY, MAN.
IF YOU RECKON
I'M ALL BRAGGADOCIO.
IF YOU RECKON I'M LYING
LIKE PINOCCHIO.
THAT A BROTHER CAN'T FLOW
'CAUSE HE'S A HOMO.
WELL, YOU--
WELL, YOU GONNA--
WELL, YOU GONNA SEE A SISSY
THAT CAN, THOUGH.
WELL, YOU GONNA SEE A SISSY
THAT CAN, THOUGH.
IF YOU RECKON'
I'M ALL BRAGGADOCIO.
IF YOU RECKON' I'M LYING
LIKE PINOCCHIO.
THAT A BROTHER CAN'T FLOW
'CAUSE HE'S A HOMO.
WELL, YOU GONNA SEE A SISSY
THAT CAN, THOUGH.
[DOOR SLAMS]
OH, SHIT.
IF YOU THINK
YOU'RE A BAD MAN, THEN COME
I'M A SHOW YOU
A BAD MAN, BETTER RUN
LYRIC TAKE YOU DOWN
LIKE A BULLET FROM A GUN
ONE SHOT,
ONE SYLLABLE, THEN DONE
[CAR HORN HONKS]
OLLIE!
JUST A MINUTE.
ONE MINUTE, YEAH?
OLLIE!
SEE HOW ME RUN THINGS,
SEE IT THERE
SEE HOW ME RUN THINGS,
SEE IT THERE
SEE IT THERE,
SEE HOW ME RUN THINGS
WHOA-HO-HO.
HEY! HEY, YO, KKK.
WHAT?
THIS IS DANCE HALL
STYLEE.
HEY, YO, K.
YO.
HEY!
SISTER, GIVE ME A TWIX.
K!
YO, SISTER.
K, BOY, WE AIN'T GO TIME.
'CAUSE WHAT, AM I BLACK
OR SOMETHING?
SEE THAT THERE BEHIND YOU?
THAT LINE OF PEOPLE
STOOD PATIENTLY WAITING.
HERE IN CIVILIZATION
WE CALL THAT A QUEUE.
AND YOU SEE THIS
HERE IN FRONT OF YOU?
THIS GLEAMING EBONY PROOF
THAT THERE IS A GOD
AND HE LOVES BLACK WOMEN.
WE CALL THIS A BLACK MAN.
AND BLACK MAN
DON'T DEAL WITH QUEUES
YOU GET ME, SIS?
BLACK MAN HAS STOOD UP
ENOUGH LINES SINCE TIME.
BREAD LINE, WELFARE LINE,
IMMIGRATION LINE,
AND POLICE IDENTIFICATION
LINE-UP.
WELL, BLACK MAN
BROKE AWAY, SEE?
BLACK MAN DON'T STAND IN LINE
NO MORE FOR NOTHING,
SISTER GIRL, YOU GET ME?
SORRY, I KEEP TRYING
TO CATCH A GLIMPSE
OF THIS SISTER
YOU KEEP TALKING TO.
OR IS SHE LIKE
YOUR IMAGINARY FRIEND
THAT ONLY YOU CAN SEE?
WHO YOU
A TALK TO SO?
I DON'T KNOW, MATE.
WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? NEXT.
I SUPPOSE THAT MUST BE ME.
EXCUSE ME, BROTHER.
LISTEN, BITCH,
AND LISTEN GOOD.
THAT'S MY NAME,
DON'T WEAR IT OUT.
STOP.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
BITCH WILL DO FINE.
HELP A BROTHER OUT, YEAH?
SEE ME TRYING TO AC LIKE KOFI ANNAN?
TRYING TO REUNITE
THE PEOPLES, YEAH?
WHY DON'T YOU CONTRIBUTE
TO WORLD PEACE, YEAH?
AND JUST GIVE US YOUR NAME.
CHARISMA.
OH, NOW THAT'S A NAME.
SEE HOW CREATIVE
NUBIAN PEOPLES CAN BE.
PURE POETRY RIGHT THERE,
FOR REAL.
MY PARENTS NAMED ME JULIA, MAN.
I MEAN, WHAT'S THAT ABOUT?
JULIA WOLFOVITZ,
AKA WHITE FANG, WHAT'S UP?
NOW, SEE MY MAN HERE?
CHRISTENED DIJON SOCRATES
LAWRENCE THE THIRD,
AKA IN THE AREA AS KKK.
KRAZY KOP KILLA.
PROBABLY HEARD OF HIM.
NO.
WELL, SISTER,
FOR SURE YOU WILL.
INEVITABILITY IN EFFECT.
IT'S ALL ABOUT TIME, SIS,
CA' TONIGHT,
MY MAN HERE AND HIM CREW,
THE ILFORD ILLMANICS--
THEY'RE MY COMPETIN' AC IN THE URBAN SLAM.
MEK I TELL YOU,
AS THEIR PROMOTER,
MANAGER, MENTOR,
WHAT-HAVE-YA
THAT SAID COMPETITION
IS SEIZED FOR REAL.
PRISONERS TAKEN,
CASTLE CAPTURED,
DECLARE A DAMN
CEASE-FIRE.
SEE, WHAT YOU
A DEAL WIT' HERE
IS A LYRICAL LANDSCAPER,
READY TO TAG
HIS OWN SISTINE CHAPEL.
A FLEDGLING LEGEND
ON THE EDGE OF SUCCESS
AND SO HE'S JUS A LICKLE BIT CRANKY,
JUST A LICKLE BIT WIRED.
IT AIN'T ABOUT YOU, SIS,
OR THIS LICKLE
CHI-CHI MAN.
IT'S ABOU ARTISTIC TEMPERAMEN AND THE AGONY OF GENIUS.
CA' ALL THIS NUBIAN WARRIOR
NEEDS
IS JUST ONE ITTY-BITTY
LICKLE TWIX
TO SOOTHE HIS SAVAGE BREAST,
SO THE MOJO WILL FLOW.
AND ANOTHER BROTHER
CAN RISE.
CONTRIBUTE
TO WORLD PEACE, SIS.
SUPPORT THE ARTS.
UPLIF' THE RACE,
AND GIVE THE BRUDDA
A FLIPPIN' TWIX,
FOR FUCK'S SAKE, YEAH?
NEXT.
[GASPS]
YO.
SISTA.
GIVE ME A TWIX.
[DANIEL]
EXCUSE ME.
DO YOU THINK YOU COULD
TAKE YOUR HAND OFF HIM?
SORRY,
THAT WAS RUDE OF ME.
DO YOU THINK YOU COULD
TAKE YOUR HAND OFF HIM,
PLEASE?
DAMN RAASCLAAT,
BATTY BOYS, MAN--
THEY'RE FUCKING EVERYWHERE!
[KKK]
NO.
HE AIN'T GAY,
JUS' POSH.
AIN'T IT, BLUE BLOOD?
YOU AIN' NO GAY PUSSYRAAS?
I PREFER QUEER,
ACTUALLY.
WELL,
I'M OLD-FASHIONED.
CAN'T BEAR
TO STAND ASIDE
WHILST A BRUTE
MANHANDLES A BEAUTY.
JUST HAVE TO 'STEP UP.'
I BELIEVE
THAT'S THE PHRASE?
STEP UP, SPEAK UP
AND ASK YOU RESPECTFULLY
TO TAKE YOUR HAND
OFF HIM,
PLEASE.
YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW
WHAT BRUTE MEANS?
YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW
WORDS AND MEANINGS?
YOU DRINK SPUNK FOR BREAKFAS UP YOUR DIRTY RAAS
AND YOU TALK DOWN TO ME?
WHAT IF I AM JUST ANOTHER
IG'ERANT BELLIGERENT NIGGER,
N' I COMPLETE
YOUR PICTURE OF ME
AND CRUSH YOUR BITCH'S PAW
IN MY FIS LIKE A BISCUIT?
WHAT IF I FUCK YOU BOTH UP
AND STEP OVER YOUR BODIES
WITH MY TWIX N' GWAN MY WAY?
WHAT THEN?
I DON'T KNOW.
WHAT THEN?
YO...
SISTA...
GIVE ME A TWIX.
MAGIC WORD?
PLEASE.
KEEP THE CHANGE, YEAH?
YOU THINK
YOU'RE CUTE, INNIT?
JUST 'CAUSE YOUR
UPWARDLY-MOBILE NIGGER DADDY
FOUND A WHITE BITCH
TO BE HIS BABY MAMA,
AND YOU GREW UP
TALKING LIKE THE ENEMY,
YOU THINK
YOU AIN'T GHETTO.
WELL,
WHEN YOU MARRY
YOUR NICE LICKLE WHITE BOY
WITH HIS NICE LICKLE
WHITE JOB
AND HIS NICE LICKLE
WHITE HOUSE
IN NICE LICKLE
WHITE TOWN,
AND YOU TAKE YOUR
NICE LICKLE MULLATTO BABY
OUT IN HIS NICE LICKLE
WHITE PRAM,
AND ALL THE NICE LICKLE
WHITE MUMS
ARX HOW LONG YOU BEEN
HIS FUCKING NANNY...
YOU'LL SEE JUST HOW GHETTO
YOU ARE,
AND HOW CUTE YOU AIN'T.
AND WHEN THAT MOMENT REACH,
AND YOU CALL
YOUR GAY BEST FRIEND,
AND HE SENDS YOUR CALL
TO VOICEMAIL,
THINK OF THIS MOMENT, YEAH?
AND REMEMBER--
YOU COULDA CONNECTED
WITH A BRUDDA.
[MUSIC]
ARE YOU OKAY?
'EAR ME NOW!
JUDGEMENT DAY REACH
AND T'ROUGH THE RIDDIM
ME A' SAY CREATION A PREACH!
MEK MAN, WOMAN AND PICKNEY,
LET THE BEATS THEM A TEACH
YOU LEAAAARN!
[BEAT BEGINS]
SEE ME 'ERE LIKE A LILY
'PON THE WATER.
WHITE FI TRUE!
WHITE FI TRUE-- OH!
TAKE ME DOWN LIKE A LAMB
TO THE SLAUGHTER
WHITE FI TRUE!
WHITE FI TRUE!
CLOSE YOUR EYES, SEEN,
AND OPEN YOUR MIND
SEE ME THERE WITHOU PREJUDICE AND LIES
YOUR SOUL BRUDDA,
YOUR PARTNER IN CRIME
HEAR ME SOUL IN THE FLOWS
OF THE RHYME
LIKE THE SOIL AND THE SIL FROM THE SHORE OF THE NILE
RIVER
DARK FI TRUE, DARK FI TRUE
LIKE THE SWEET SUGAR CANE
FROM THE HEART OF MUDDA AFRICA
DARK FI TRUE, DARK FI TRUE
FEEL ME NOW, ME BRUDDA,
FATHER, SISTER, MUDDA
WHINE THE CHUGGA, CHUGGA,
DANCE THE CHUGGA CHUGGA
WHINE IT!
CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA
GRINE IT!
CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA
FEEL THE HUMANITY ME BREDREN,
FEEL THE LOVE!
FOR IN THE EYES OF THE MUSIC,
WE ARE ALL AFRICAN!
UNITY!
PEACE!
OH!
[CROWD]
GO WHITE BOY GO WHITE BOY GO!
[CHANTING CONTINUES]
GIVE IT UP
FOR EMCEE J.--
J.!
ALL RIGHT, RIPPIN IT UP,
RIPPIN IT UP, RIPPIN IT UP.
HEY, YO YO YO YO, COME HERE--
WHERE YOU GOING? WHERE YA GOING?
COME HERE MAN, COME HERE MAN,
LET ME GET A CLOSE LOOK ON YOU.
COME HERE CASPAR.
LET ME SEE YOU... OH!
HE IS WHITE!
BLACK PEOPLE,
HE'S WHITE!!
[CROWD CHEERS]
HEY MAN, HEY MAN,
WHY YA HAVE TO GO
FOOL MY HEAD LIKE THAT, MAN?
WHY? ALL RIGHT,
LETS HAVE
THE OTHER CONTESTANTS UP, YEAH?
GET A BIT OF CROWD RESPONSE
TO THESE PEOPLE HERE, SO RIGHT.
PLEASE PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER
FOR EVERYBODY TONIGHT.
COME ON NOW.
MAKE UP SOME NOISE.
ALL RIGHT,
DRILLAMAN!
[BOOS AND APPLAUSE]
OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.
HOW BOUT THE ENZ?
[BOOS AND APPLAUSE]
AW BABY.
HEY, MY MAN
PIMP PARTY?
[BOOS AND APPLAUSE]
OKAY.
HOW ABOUT...
MC J.J.?
[CROWD CHEERS]
WHOO!
OKAY.
ROUND ONE TO J.J.!
THE BLUE-FOOT'S
THE BOY TO BEAT.
ROUND TWO
IN 15 MINUTES, YEAH?
LETS GET SWEATY,
LETS GET DRUNK,
LETS GET MAD,
LETS GET CRAZY,
LETS GET MESSY!
LETS BRING ON THE BOYS NOW.
OUR VERY OWN
FROM LONDINIUM.
THE RIGHTEOUS...
RIGHTEOUS CREW!
PEOPLE, ARE YOU
READY?
ME SAY PEOPLE ARE YOU READY?
BROKEN WINGS
CAN FLY AGAIN NOW
BE YOUR ANGEL,
YOUR HERO AND FRIEND
JAMMIN' EVERY PLACE
WE GO
I CANNOT TOUCH
THE CLOUDS...
ALONE...
CAN'T TOUCH
THE CLOUDS ALONE
BLESSED TO READ THE FEATURES,
BEST I SEEN IN AGES
HAVE THIS THING FOR GIRLS
WITH SEXY CLOTHES
AND ANGEL FACES
TELL ME WHAT'S YOUR STATUS
CAPTURED BY YOUR FREQUENCE
I CAN SEE YOU BY MY SIDE
UPON YOUR DAILY GRACES
IF I SEEM IMPATIENT,
THAT'S NOT 'CAUSE
I'VE LOST MY PATIENCE
IT'S JUST WE MAY NEVER
MEET AGAIN
SO TIME IS SACRED
IT IS NOT FOR WASTIN'
SO WHY CHOOSE
NOT TO WASTE IT
SHE'S GOT ME GOIN' CRAZY
GOD, CAN'T LOOK,
IT'S SO AMAZING
WE CAN LIGH OUR FLAME AGAIN
WE CAN FIGH THE WORLD AGAIN
REDEMPTION,
REDEMPTION
BABY STEPS TO REACH THE END
ALL OPPRESSION WE'LL DEFEND
HATE CAN'T BREAK US
NUH-UH.
WE CAN LIGH OUR FLAME AGAIN
WE CAN FIGH THE WORLD AGAIN
REDEMPTION
REDEMPTION
BABY STEPS TO REACH THE END
ALL OPPRESSION WE'LL DEFEND
HATE CAN'T BREAK US
YO,
[MUSIC DIMS]
ORLY.
I CAN'T HELP IT, RUDEBOY!
YOU KNOW
I'M HELPLESSLY HORNY
WHEN YOU CHAT BLACKNEY
LIKE THAT.
[LAUGHS]
YOU THINK
YOU'RE HELPLESS NOW,
WAIT TILL I GET YOU HOME,
JJ...
SOON AS WE REACH YARD,
MAN,
BEFORE THE DOOR EVEN CLOSE,
YOU GET ME?
GONNA WINE YOU
AND GRINE YOU,
MAKE YOU FEEL
MY LOVER'S ROCK.
[LAUGHS]
WHY IS THA SO BLOODY SEXY?
'CAUSE BLACKNESS IS REALNESS.
REALNESS IS SEXY.
WHAT, AND YOU
ENDED UP WITH
THE WHITEST BOY
ON THE PLANE THIS SIDE
OF PRINCE CHARLES.
YOU AIN'T WHITE, ORLY.
YOU'RE BLINDING.
WE CAN LIGH OUR FLAME AGAIN
WE CAN FIGH THE WORLD AGAIN
REDEMPTION, REDEMPTION
BABY STEPS
TO REACH THE END
ALL OPPRESSION
WE'LL DEFEND
HATE CAN'T BREAK US
[MUSIC DIMS]
WHASSUP?
OH MY DAYS, WHASSUP!
ILLMANICS, YEAH?
M.C. KKK, MC VENOM,
MC EGGY, YEAH,
BOSS MAN,
BOSS MAN, I FEEL YOUR WORK,
LEGENDS MAN, LEGENDS!
YOU'RE THE MANAGER.
PEACE, FAM.
I KNOW YOU?
MC J.J.!
SECOND ROUND,
TWO MINUTES!
SECOND ROUND?
[VENOM]
WHAT THE RAAS HAPPENED
TO THE FIRS' ROUND?
YEAH, I'LL FIX IT.
HEY BIG MAN,
HAVE I EVER FUCKIN'
LET YOU DOWN?
[COMPERE]
YOU HAVE NO REASON
TO GET HOSTILE.
IT AIN' GONNA HAPPEN.
I KNOW, BUT WHO DO
THEY WANNA SEE?
I CAN TELL YA
WHO THEY AIN'T GONNA SEE.
MC GAY-GAY?
J.J.
FROM WHERE?
BRISTOL, MAN.
WEST COUNTRYSIDE ENZ.
TRICKY, MASSIVE ATTACK,
MC J.J.!
I LOVE YOUR WORK, FI TRUE.
I FEEL THAT SHIT.
[KKK]
YOU FEEL THAT SHIT?
BELIEVE.
YO FANG.
WHA' GWAN, FAM?
YOU'RE MAKING ME LOOK BAD.
I BRUNG YOU IN
'CAUSE YOU RECKONED
YOU COULD MANAGE.
SO, WE SKIPPED
THE FIRST ROUND OR WHAT?
[FANG]
THEM RECKON WE MISSED
THE WHOLE THING, PERIOD.
WE BOUNCED!
BOUNCED?
BOUNCED?
BOUNCED, BROTHER.
YOU MEAN YOU DID STAN' THERE
AND LET THEM TELL YOU
WE WAS BOUNCED AND NEVER
TELL 'EM NUTTIN' BACK?
WHAT YOU WANT ME
'A TELL 'EM, MAN?
"IT'S 'CAUSE
WE'RE BLACK"?
THE ILLMANICS IS BOUNCED,
AND THE LITTLE WHITE
PIG-FUCKER
FARM BOY IS T'ROUGH?
HOW YOU PULL THAT TRICK,
COUNTRY?
[ORLANDO]
HE WAS ON TIME?
ORLY...
YO!
MC J.J.!
GET READY,
YOU'RE GONNA BE UP!
[ORLANDO]
I'M COOL.
YOU'LL SEE ME BETTER
FROM OVER HERE, YA.
J.J.,
I'M COOL.
MC J.J., GET READY
TO TAKE THE STAGE.
COME.
OVER HERE.
PLEASE.
[LAUGHTER]
RIGHT HERE.
WHERE I CAN
SEE YOU, YEAH?
YO,
SOON AS THIS TRACK DONE,
YEAH?
YEAH, MAN.
SAFE.
[CROWD SINGING]
[GASPS]
SORRY.
I'VE NOT SAID
THANK YOU, HAVE I?
GRATITUDE IS SOMEWHA OF A DYING ART.
ONCE A MAIDEN WOULD'VE AWARDED
HER KNIGHT HER FAVOUR TO WEAR.
AND HE WOULD HENCEFORTH
WEAR IT WITH PRIDE.
YOU KNOW IT WASN' YOUR FAULT, DON'T YOU?
THAT YOUR PEOPLE
DON'T APPRECIATE YOU.
IT MUST BE EVEN MORE
DISAPPOINTING FOR YOU,
WHEN IT COMES
FROM YOUR OWN, LIKE THAT.
AS OPPOSED TO WHEN
IT COMES FROM YOUR OWN?
[CHUCKLES]
WELL,
YOU COME TO EXPECT IT FROM
THE WHITE-TRASH ELEMENT.
BUT NEVER FROM THE NICE
MIDDLE-CLASS WHITE BOYS.
I MEAN, THEY JUST LOVE
THE QUEERS, DON'T THEY?
TRUST ME, I'M UNDER NO ILLUSIONS
REGARDING THE MIDDLE-CLASSES.
BUT THEY DON'T GO QUEER-BASHING
ON THE STREETS.
NO, THEY GO QUEER-BASHING
IN THE PRESS
AND THE HOUSE OF LORDS.
AND AS FOR THE BLACKS,
SURELY THEY SHOULD
UNDERSTAND OPPRESSION,
SHOULDN'T THEY?
AFTER ALL
THEY'VE BEEN
THROUGH'?
WELL, SHOULDN'T THEY?
AFTER ALL,
WE'RE ALL ON THE SAME SIDE,
AREN'T WE?
AREN'T WE?
IN A WORLD WHERE
TWO AND TWO MADE FOUR,
WE SHOULD BE.
WHAT DOES TWO AND TWO MAKE
IN THIS WORLD?
A LYNCH MOB.
IT DOESN'T LOOK BROKEN.
I'M SORRY!
[DOOR CLOSES]
IT'S NOT YOU, IT'S ME
TRUTH IS--
I'M A BI OF A THEORETICAL QUEER.
STRONG ON CONCEPT,
LOUSY IN PRACTICE.
KISSING...
CONFUSES ME.
YOU ARE
ARRESTINGLY LOVELY
AND INSTANTLY
INTRIGUING
AND HENCEFORTH,
I SHALL INVARIABLY
RECALL THE...
TREMBLING
EXCITEMENT OF...
SITTING ON A BEAN-BAG
IN YOUR...
STRANGE LITTLE BURROW
OF A HOME.
AND I WILL SMILE AND WEAVE
FLORID FANTASIES
OF WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN
IF ONLY I'D HAD THE BALLS
TO ASK YOU OUT.
BUT IF I FUMBLE THROUGH
A CLUMSY ATTEMP TO ACTUALLY CONNECT WITH YOU
FOR REAL...
I'LL FUCK IT ALL UP.
AND SO, REGRETTABLY...
I CANNOT STAY.
WAIT.
TO TREASURE.
[CROWD ROARS]
[J.J.]
HEAR ME NOW!
SECOND ROUND REACH!
WHITE BOY COME AGAIN
FE SNATCH THE CROWN!
WHINE IT!
CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA!
GRINE IT!
CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA!
OH, WHINE IT!
CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA!
GRINE IT!
CHUGGA CHUGGA CHUGGA!
[MUSIC STOPS]
[SCRATCHING SOUNDS]
[VENOM]
NIGGAS REEEEACH!
THIS IS NOT A TES',
SAY THIS IS NOT A DRILL!
THIS DANCE HALL
A REQUISITION BY THE PEOPLE
DEM LIBERATION ARMY
KNOWN 'PON THE STREE AS THE ILLMANIC CREW!
RESISTANCE IS FUTILE, REPEAT,
RESISTANCE IS FUTILE
IS TIME FE SURRENDER
T'ROW UP YOUR 'ANDS,
MUTHAFUCKAS,
AND ASSUME THE
POSITION!
ALLA MY NIGGAS
AT THE MC TROW-DOWN
ALLA MY HOMIES
OUTTA BRIXTON, LOCKDOWN!
TROW THEM GATS IN THE AIR,
FIRING ONE ROUND
SHOUTIN'
WHERE MY NIGGAS AT?
[CROWD]
ILLMANICS!
MY SWEET BITCHES
IN THE BARKING AREA
MY SWEET HUNNIES
INNA ILFORD, SEE 'EM DERE?
TEAR THEM WEAVE
FROM THEIR SCALP IN HYSTERIA
SCREAMIN'
WHERE MY NIGGAS AT?
YO, WHERE MY ILLMANICS?
NIGGAS REACH!
[CROWD]
EAS' LONDON!
LOOKING CRIS, LOOKING DOWN,
COME FE CLAIM THE BLACK CROWN
[ILLMANICS]
NIGGAS REACH!
[CROWD]
EAST LONDON!
SEE HOW ME DRESS TO IMPRESS
HOW ME STEP WID'OUT STRESS?
[ILLMANICS]
NIGGAS REACH!
[CROWD]
EAST LONDON!
IS A BLACK MAN TING
TO LOOK THIS FINE
TAKE A BRUDDA TIME
MEK WHITE BOY COME EARLY
AND NAS' UP THE PLACE
HEY YO, BLACK MAN DRESS
TO REPRESENT THE RACE!
[CROWD GOES WILD]
[MUSIC STOPS]
HEY WAIT WAIT,
HOL' ON, HOL' ON NOW,
HOLD ON, HOLD ON.
[MUSIC STARTS]
SCUSE ME, BRUDDA,
IF YOU DON'T MIND
THIS IS MY MOMENT,
AND THIS IS MY TIME
SORRY BLOOD, YEAH?
NUFF RESPECT
BUT THIS IS MY STAGE,
AND J.J'S IN EFFEC'
HOW COME JOHNNY-COME-LATELY
YOU SAY ONLY
WHITE BOYS REACH EARLY
FI TRUE?
WHEN ROCKING THIS HOUSE
IS A SEA OF BLACK FACES
ALL REACH IN DIS PLACE
BEFORE YOU?
A WHA' G'WAN?
AIN'T YOUR MAMMA
RAISE YOU TO KNOW
THAT IT'S RUDE TO INTRUDE?
A WHA' GWAN?
AIN'T YOUR PAPA TELL YOU
EVERY TING IN THIS WORLD
AIN' ALL ABOUT YOU?
A WHA' GWAN?
ALL YOUR PLANS SPANNERED
SO YOU FORGET YOUR MANNERS
AND THEN YOU STEP
TO A BROTHER LIKE YOU
FIXING FI FIGHT?
AIGHT, AIGHT,
SOMETHIN' AIN'T RIGHT.
BWOY, SOMETHIN'
AIN'T RIGHT!
[CROWD CHEERS]
STEP TO IT, MAN,
FINISH HIM.
FIRST 'TING MUTHAFUCKA,
YOU BES'
START ADDRESS ME AS MISTA
'CAUSE THIS NIGGA
HE AIN'T YOUR BROTHER
NO WAY, AND YOU AIN' MY SISTER!
MAKE ME LAUGH HOW YOU 'TINK
YOU CAN STAN' PON THIS STAGE
LIKE YOU SOME KIND
OF REAL STAR
WHEN YOUR HAIRY-ASS BITCH
HAS A DICK FOR A CLIT
'CAUSE YOUR GIRL
IS A GEEZER!
[CROWD HOLLERS]
BUT WAIT, DREAD, MY BOY HERE,
HE CAN'T BE A HOMO
ME NA UNDERSTAND
FOR THE DUDE
TO BE BATTY, MY NIGGA
HE'D HAVE TO BE SCREWING
A MAN!
YEAH, I KNOW HIS LICKLE BITCH
NEEDS A SHAMPOO AND SHAVE
AND HE MUST BE OU OF HIS MIND
BUT LOVING A DOG,
WELL IT MIGHT BE A SIN
BUT TECHNICALLY
IT AIN'T A CRIME
CRAZY KOP KILLER!
YO, DID YOU REALLY THINK,
WIGGA TO REAL NIGGA
YOU COULD PULL WOOL
OVER THIS BRUDDA'S EYES?
THAT YOU AND YOUR
PUSSY-RAAS PUNK BOY
COULD MUG UP
THE NEGROES
AND TAKE HOME
THE PRIZE?
IF YOU TINK YOU CAN FUCK
WITH THIS BLACK MAN
THEN WHITE BOY,
YOUR CORNROWS
THEM FIX UP
TOO TIGHT
JUST DO WHAT YOU DO BES AND BEND OVER BITCH
'CAUSE YOU REALLY GETTING
FUCKED TONIGHT!
ALLA DEM SO-CALL
LYRICAL GANGSTAS
AND BRUK-ASS M.C.
PRETENDA
A WHA' G'WAN?
ALLA DEM
NASTY RAAS
CHI-CHI MEN, BATTY BWOY
NATURE OFFENDER
THEM SWALLOW MAN'S DICK
THEN WAN FI SPIT LYRIC
AND THEN STEPPIN' TO A BROTHA
LIKE THEM FIXING FI FIGHT?
[ILLMANICS]
AH G'WAN!
SOMETHING AIN'T RIGHT, BWOY,
SOMETHING AIN'T RIGHT!
SO, THE WORD'S ON THE STREET,
YO THE HOMIE'S A HOMO
ILLMANICS FEEL SICK
BUT WHAT AM I MADE OF THA YOU'RE SO AFRAID OF
A GUY WHO LIKES DICK?
[CROWD CHEERS]
NOW COULD IT BE WHAT'S
REALLY FREAKING YOU OUT
IS YOUR ASS GETTIN' KICKED?
'CAUSE THIS FAGGOT'S PROUD
TO SAY I NEVER FOUND ME
A PUSSYRASS I COULDN'T LICK
OR MAYBE IT'S JUS THAT THE BABE ON MY ARM
IS WAY FINER THAN
YOU'LL EVER OWN
YEAH, ACTUALLY BLOOD,
SEEIN' AS YOU'RE SUCH A STUD
HOW COME
MISTER LOVER-LOVER'S ALONE?
COULD IT BE BEING BIGOTED
DON'T MAKE YOU BLACKER
IT JUST MAKES YOU
FUCKED UP AND SAD?
OR WHAT'S MESSIN'
WITH YOUR HEAD
IS THE FACT THA LAST NIGHT DREAD
I FUCKED BOTH YOUR MUM
AND YOUR DAD?
[CROWD CHEERS]
A WHA' GWAN?
WHAT THE BIG DEAL
WHO I FUCK WITH
IF I AIN'T FUCKING
WITH YOU?
OR MAYBE THAT'S WHAT'S REALLY
FUCKING YOU BOYS
ARE YOU HUNGRY FOR A LICKLE
PIECE OF J.J. TOO?
A' WHA' G'WAN?
SHOULD I BE FLATTERED?
ARE YOUR HOPES
SHATTERED?
IS THAT WHY YOU STEP
TO A BROTHER
LIKE YOU'RE FIXIN'
FOR FIGHT?
[CROWD JOINS]
SOMETHING AIN'T RIGHT, BWOY,
SOMETHING AIN'T RIGHT!
[ALL]
A WHA' GWAN,
A WHA' GWAN
[CONTINUES]
HO, HO, HO,
HO HO
SOMETHIN' AIN'T RIGHT BWOY,
SOMETHIN' AIN'T RIGHT
HEY, COME ON, COME ON,
COME ON, COME ON,
CUT THE MUSIC.
THIS IS OFFICIAL.
THE DISQUALIFICATION
STANDS.
ILLMANICS,
PLEASE LEAVE THE STAGE.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
[CROWD BOOS]
I SAID...
THE DISQUALIFICATION
STANDS.
ILLMANICS,
PLEASE LEAVE THE STAGE.
[UPROAR]
[VENOM]
SCRATCH THAT J.J. SHI [UPROAR CONTINUES]
PLEASE, PLEASE, LET'S CHANGE
THE TEMPERATURE NOW.
LETS MAKE UP SOME NOISE.
MAKE UP SOME REAL NOISE
FOR MC J.J.
[BOOS AND APPLAUSE]
[CONTINUES]
[MUSIC RESUMES]
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
[J.J.SINGS]
ILLMANICS MUST RETIRE
AND TAKE THEIR LICKS
NEXT TIME YOU MUST BUILD
YOUR HOUSE FROM MIRACLE BRICKS
W'APPEN, BLOOD!
WHASSUP BREDREN!
[THEY LAUGH]
HAS RUDEBOY WON YET?
WELL, I THINK
HE SHOULD.
BUT THEN YOU WOULD.
OOH, RHYME!
I GOT SKILLZ,
WITH A Z!
I SHOULD BE DOWN THERE!
SURROUNDED BY BLACK BLOKES
IN STRING VESTS,
ALL RAPPING ABOU THE SIZE OF THEIR DICKS.
OH GOD, I HATE YOU.
KEVAN!
I SUPPOSE THEY ARE
SORT OF SEXY,
IN A SCARY WAY.
THE BEST KIND OF SEXY.
I REALLY SHOULD
COME DOWN THERE.
ORLY, MATE?
YEAH?
DO YOU WANT ME
TO COME DOWN THERE?
I'M FINE.
DON'T WANT TO OVERRUN THE PLACE.
THAT'S THE TROUBLE
WITH YOU HONKIES.
DON'T KNOW WHEN YOU'RE
NOT WELCOME.
'HONKIES'?
DO PEOPLE STILL SAY THAT?
PROBABLY.
THIS ISN'T THE MOST POLITICALLY
CORRECT ENVIRONMENT.
GOD, IF I HEAR THE N-WORD
ONE MORE TIME--
THE N-WORD?
FORGIVE ME,
I DON'T SPEAK COY.
DO YOU MEAN NIGGA?
KEVAN!
WITH AN 'A'!
IT'S OKAY WITH
AN 'A' AT THE END.
THAT'S JUS KEEPING IT REAL.
YOU JUST SAID YOURSELF
THEY'RE ALL SAYING IT.
WELL, I CAN' GET USED TO IT.
I'M SORRY, EVERY TIME
I HEAR THE WORD--
NIGGA--
I JUST HEAR THE E-R.
HONESTLY, IT'S NIGGA THIS
AND NIGGA THAT,
THERE'S A NIGGA IN EVERY
SENTENCE.
IT MAKES ME CLENCH.
I'M CLENCHING RIGHT NOW
AS WE SPEAK.
YEAH, WELL, DON' GIVE YOURSELF CONTRACTIONS.
WELL, I CAN'T BE BANDYING
WORDS WITH YOU.
I'VE GOT A WIGGA TO WATCH!
LATERS YEAH?
PEACE OUT!
INNIT!
'NIGGER?'
DID I HEAR YOU
SAY 'NIGGER?'
WITH AN 'A.'
ANYWAY, I WAS JUST SAYING
HOW I HATE THAT WORD.
HOW YOU HATE NIGGERS?
THE WORD.
I HATE THE WORD.
I LOVE NIGGAS--
BLACK PEOPLE.
I DON'T HATE ANYONE.
WE ARE ALL AFRICANS.
[LAUGHS]
AH, MAN, LEAVE HIM.
HE'S JUST A LICKLE CHI-CHI MAN.
MAKE HIM GWAN WITH HIM
NASTY SELF, YEAH?
OH MAN, NOW YOU'RE BEING
SCANDALOUS AND SLANDERLOUS.
HOW CAN AN AFRICAN MAN
BE A CHI-CHI MAN?
THAT JUST AIN'T LOGICAL.
HOW COULD A A RIGHTEOUS,
GOD-FEARING AFRICAN MAN
BE A BATTY BOY?
AIN'T NO WAY.
ORVILLE, YOU AIN' DUTTY SO, IS IT?
HEY, LEAVE HIM,
HE'S COOL.
YOU'RE COOL,
INNIT, BLOOD?
[EGGY]
GO ON, PUT THIS FOOL
STRAIGHT!
TELL HIM YOU DON' TAKE DICK.
YOU'RE AMONGS FAMILY NOW, BREDREN.
YOU AIN'T GOTTA
BE POLITICALLY CORREC'.
SO JUST TELL HIM YOU AIN' BATTY, YEAH, DREAD,
AND HE'LL LET YOU GO.
[FANG]
HE CAN'T SAY I 'CAUSE HE IS QUEER.
INNIT WHITE BOY?
YOU ARE A DUTTY RAAS
PUSSYRAAS,
BLOODCLAAT QUEER.
INNIT?
CHI-CHI MAN?
YES.
IS WHA' HIM SAY--
WHAT HE SAID YES?
YES.
AND EVERY NIGHT,
YOU SUCK THAT WIGGA
WANNABE'S COCK, INNIT?
AND YOU FUCKING
LOVE IT, INNIT?
SAY IT!
YOU FUCKING LOVE IT!
I LOVE...
HIM.
YOU LOVE HIM?
A MAN?
WELL AIN'T THA A FUCKING BITCH?
NAH, MAN.
THAT'S A FUCKING BITCH!
[CHILDREN SINGING]
[YOUNG ORLY]
NANA! NANA!
NANA!
[NANA'S VOICE]
ORLY, MY LOVE.
WHAT'S WRONG?
[CHILDREN]
ORLY KISSES BO-OYS!
THEY WON'T PLAY
WITH ME, NANA.
THEY SAY
I'M NOT A REAL BOY.
THEY HATE ME.
THEY CAN'T, ORLY.
THEY DON'T KNOW YOU.
THEY'RE JUST LITTLE BOYS
AND GIRLS,
WHO DON'T KNOW BETTER.
BUT WE
KNOW BETTER, ORLY.
WE KNOW BETTER.
THANK YOU, NANA.
[CROWD CHEERS]
WHOA WHOA WHOA,
YO YO, OKAY.
ALL RIGHT,
SECOND ROUND.
WHITE MAN REACH!
WHOO!
[CROWD CHEERS]
YEAH YEAH,
J.J., J.J., MY BRUDDA,
J.J., MY BRUDDA,
ALL Y'ALL SECKLE DOWN NOW,
YOU ARE THE OFFICIAL WINNER.
THE OFFICIAL WINNER
OF THE URBAN SLAM
M.C. THROWDOWN FINALS!
[CROWD CHEERS]
AND IN YOUR OWN WORDS,
MY FRIEND, TELL ME,
HOW DOES IT FEEL?
I WANT TO THANK MY BREDREN
AND SISTREN THEM,
FOR GIVING A LICKLE WHITE BOY
FROM BRISTOL A SQUEEZE, YEAH?
[GRUNTS]
I WANNA THANK YOU FOR PROVING
THAT ALLA DEM DAT RECKON
RAGGA AND HIP-HOP AIN'T READY
FOR SOMETHING NEW.
DON'T SPEAK FOR ALLA US, YEAH?
[GRUNTS, SCREAMS]
I WANT TO THANK THE LEGENDS
WHO PAVED THE WAY,
BLACK, WHITE, BROWN,
WHATEVER, YEAH?
[ILLMANIACS HOLLER]
ALL RIGHT,
BUT MOST OF ALL,
I WAN TO THANK MY BOY
[ILLMANIACS LAUGH]
AIGHT, MY LOVER,
ORLANDO YEAH,
ORLANDO.
MY BEAUTIFUL LOVER
ORLANDO, YEAH.
FOR BEIN' MY
INSPIRATION.
[CROWD BOOS]
AN' FOR, FOR BEING
MY HEART AND MY SOUL.
[SCREAMS]
[VENOM]
YO, GET OUT THE WAY!
WELL THANK YOU, YEAH?
ONE LOVE!
YO YO YO YO, RELAX.
RELAX PEOPLE, DJ,
DROP SOME BEATS.
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT,
LET'S CALM DOWN,
PEOPLE, CALM DOWN NOW.
[MUSIC STARTS]
ORLY, I TOLD YOU
TO STAY WHERE I COULD...
[MIC DROP ECHOES]
NO NO NO...
[J.J. WHIMPERS]
WOULD SOMEONE COME
AND HELP ME?
[HOLLERING, LAUGHING]
[ALL]
BOOM GO A GA IN A BATTY BWOY BRAIN!
GO ON PULL THE TRIGGER
IN A NIGGER BRUTHAS NAME
[SIRENS WAIL]
HEY, PULL OVER, MAN!
FUCK.
WHAT'S UP, BLOOD?
I SAID PULL OVER, MAN.
DO IT!
YO SISTA,
GIMME A TWIX, YEAH?
PLEASE?
HE WAS WHITE.
WHAT?
MY MOTHER
WAS THE BLACK ONE.
HE WORKED IN A TANNERY
SKINNING SHEEP.
HE WASN'T A NIGGA,
NOR WAS SHE,
AND NOR AM I.
'WAS?'
WHEN THEY WERE ALIVE.
MAYBE WE SHOULD SPLIT UP.
[SIREN WAILS]
[CAR DOORS SLAM]
[SIRENS CONTINUE]
I'LL SEE YOU ROUND, YEAH?
AND TURN OVER, PLEASE.
T-SHIRT, PLEASE SIR.
STRAIGHTEN UP.
SEE ANYTHING YOU FANCY,
BATTYMAN?
[THUD]
[ORLANDO]
THIS IS A MISTAKE,
RUDE BOY.
ORLY.
I'VE BLOWN A MONTH'S BUDGE ON DRESSING LIKE BEENIE MAN,
AND I'M MINCING
OUT OF THE HOUSE
LOOKING LIKE
QUEENIE MAN.
I'M A LIABILITY.
YOU'RE NOT A LIABILITY.
THEN...
WHY'VE YOU NEVER
BROUGHT ME ALONG BEFORE?
'CAUSE EVERYONE
ON THE URBAN SCENE
HATES BOTTYBOYS
AND CHA-CHA MEN.
BATTYBOYS
AND CHI-CHI MEN.
IT'S JUST MUSIC, ORLY.
ONCE THEY GET TO KNOW YOU,
THEY'LL LOVE YOU
JUST AS MUCH AS I DO.
[PHONE RINGING]
BLOODY HELL, ORLY,
IT'S THREE IN THE MORNING.
HEY, UM, UM--
HELLO?
HELLO?
I'M SORRY,
SORRY TO BOTHER YOU,
SO LATE, UM...
FOR CHRIST'S SAKES,
DON'T YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?
UH, YEAH, I'M SORRY.
WHO IS THIS?
WHERE DID YOU GET THIS PHONE?
IT'S-- IT'S J.J.
ORLANDO'S BOYFRIEND?
[DIAL TONE]
HELLO?
HELLO?
[DIAL TONE CONTINUES]
[PHONE VIBRATES]
[PHONE VIBRATES]
[CONTINUES]
HELLO?
[DOOR OPENS]
MISTER...
WOLFAVITZ?
DANIEL PEARL.
I'VE BEEN ASSIGNED BY LEGAL AID
TO DEFEND YOUR CASE.
YOU'RE FIRED.
WELL, THAT WAS
NICE AND QUICK.
TELL 'EM I WANT A BRUTHA
ON MY CASE, ALL RIGHT?
AND MAKE HIM STRAIGH WHILE YOU'RE AT IT.
AH.
WHAT?
WHAT?
THAT MAY PROVE IRKSOME.
I'M AFRAID THERE'S ONLY ONE
HETEROSEXUAL BLACK MAN
ON LEGAL AID
IN THIS CATCHMENT AREA,
AND HE'S SNOWED UNDER WITH CASES
FOR A LEAST A YEAR.
THERE ARE
A COUPLE OF BLACK WOMEN.
I THINK ONE OF THEM MIGHT BE
STRAIGHT OR AT LEAST...
BISEXUAL.
WOULD YOU LIKE ME
TO MAKE ENQUIRIES?
SO WHY AIN'T YOU
BOOKED UP?
YOU THE DREGS OR WHAT?
I AM THAT RARE BREED--
THE BRIGHT-EYED,
BUSHY-TAILED IDEALIS BURDENED WITH ENOUGH
WHITE LIBERAL GUIL TO PRESENT YOUR CASE
WITH THE UTMOST COMMITMEN TO THE RULE OF LAW WITHOU PERSONAL PREJUDICE.
[HISSES]
HOWEVER, AS YOU
SEEM SO SURE
THAT A HETEROSEXUAL
BLACK SOLICITOR
WILL BE MORE SYMPATHETIC
TO YOUR POSITION,
I HUMBLY BOW TO YOUR
DECISION, GOOD DAY.
[VENOM]
HE CALLED US NIGGERS.
[GAVEL SLAMS]
HE THOUGH WE WAS DRUG DEALERS.
AND WHEN WE SAID WE'RE WEREN'T,
HE CALLED US
THE N-WORD.
AND WE OVERREACTED.
I'M USUALLY A PEACEFUL MAN,
YOUR HONOR,
I SWEAR ON MY BIBLE,
I DON'T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME.
BUT I KNOW THIS, MA'AM.
I'M REALLY, REALLY...
SORRY.
[DANIEL]
IMAGINE YOU ARE ONE OF THESE
FOUR HARD-WORKING,
FOCUSED YOUNG MEN,
AT THE STAR OF YOUR DREAM CAREER,
A CAREER THAT WILL
TAKE YOU AWAY
FROM YOUR HUMBLE BEGINNINGS,
AND TO A WORLD OF INFINITE
POSSIBILITIES.
YOU ARE HYPED UP.
BLOOD FILLED
WITH A HEALTHY SURGE
OF MID-COMPETITION TESTOSTERONE,
WHEN YOU ARE SUDDENLY CONFRONTED
WITH A DRUNK, ANGRY SUPPORTER
OF THE COMPETITION,
TRYING TO PSYCHE YOU OU WITH A TORREN OF THE MOST SHOCKING
AND PAINFUL RACIST ABUSE.
IMAGINE SOMEONE
LOOKS YOU IN THE EYE
ON THE BEST NIGHT OF YOUR LIFE
AND CALLS YOU A NIGGER.
AND TELL ME THAT YOUR RESPONSE,
HOWEVER MILD,
HOWEVER IMPASSIONED...
IS UNPROVOKED.
[GAVEL SLAMS]
WOULD THE DEFENDANTS
PLEASE RISE?
I HEREBY SENTENCE
HUNTER, CAMPBELL, AND LAWRENCE
TO TWO YEARS
IN HER MAJESTY'S PRISON.
AS FOR YOU, WOLFAVITZ,
I HAVE TAKEN
INTO ADDITIONAL CONSIDERATION
THE SUBMISSION
FROM YOUR SOLICITOR,
THAT CONSIDERING
YOUR BACKGROUND AND EDUCATION,
THIS SITUATION WAS NOT TYPICAL
OF YOUR PREVIOUS CHARACTER,
AND THAT YOU WERE
TO A GREATER EXTEN PLAYING THE NAIVE GAME
OF FOLLOW-MY-LEADER.
YOU ARE SENTENCED
TO EIGHTEEN MONTHS.
BAILIFF, TAKE THEM DOWN.
[GAVEL SLAMS]
TEN MONTHS ALREADY SERVED
ON REMAND.
THEY'LL BE OUT IN, LIKE,
SIX MONTHS
WITH TAGS ON THEIR ANKLES.
[GROANS]
IT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE A BOY
VOTE TORY.
[ORLY]
J.J.?
[J.J.]
ORLY?
[ORLY]
J.J.!
HEY, HEY, BABY.
WHAT YOU DOING UP AGAIN
SO SOON?
I HAD ANOTHER DREAM.
MY HEAD WAS ICE CREAM,
AND YOU WAS AN ALSATIAN,
AND, AND, YOU--
YOU KEPT LICKING
MY FACE
AND SWALLOWING ME!
BIT BY BIT, MY,
SHH, SHH.
MY EYES, MY EARS,
MY EYEBROWS, MY NOSE
I WAS A DOG'S DINNER.
HEY, HEY HEY HEY,
SHUSH...
SHUSH.
HEY.
THIS IS REAL.
SEE?
I'M ME AND YOU'RE YOU.
WE'RE REAL.
[WATER DRIPS]
ORLY.
WHAT?
[J.J.]
YOU KNOW WHAT,
WE'VE DISCUSSED THIS.
[ORLY]
KEEVIE!
[CHUCKLES]
HEY YOU.
KEEVIE, KEEVIE, KEEVIE!
[LAUGHS]
[ORLY]
WHAT'S WRONG?
YOU LOOK SO SAD.
SHUSH.
[ORLY]
ARE YOU FEELING SICK?
I GOT HEADACHE PILLS,
YOU WANT SOME?
OH, MY GOSH!
J.J.,
CAN KEVAN STAY?
ORLY, KEVAN DON' WANT TO STAY, SILLY,
HE'S GOT THINGS TO DO.
OH PLEASE,
PLEASE, PLEASE!
HE CAN SLEEP
IN OUR BED,
THERE'S, THERE'S
LOADS OF ROOM!
CAN HE, CAN HE,
PLEASE?
KEVAN, DO YOU WAN TO STAY?
SURE.
YEAH!
I'LL GO AND GE MY SPARE PAJAMAS!
HEY, CAREFUL, CAREFUL.
[KEVAN]
YOU ALRIGHT?
YOU MUST HATE THEM
SO MUCH.
NOT ALL OF THEM.
JUST THE ONES
WHO ARE LIKE THEM.
THE GHETTOEY ONES.
THIS DIDN'T HAPPEN
'CAUSE THEY WERE BLACK, MATE.
BUT THAT'S WHY THEY'RE
GETTING AWAY WITH IT,
ISN'T IT?
THAT'S WHAT'S BEHIND
THE JUDGE'S RULING.
IN THE END,
YOU SHOULD'VE KNOWN
HOW THEY'D REAC TO A PAIR OF BATTY BOYS.
THEY'RE NOT SUPPOSED
TO KNOW BETTER,
AND YOU ARE.
KEVAN, WE CAN' THINK LIKE THIS, MAN.
THEY CAN?
OH, THEY CAN FEEL
WHAT THEY LIKE
BECAUSE THEY'RE STILL
RECOVERING FROM SLAVERY,
IS THAT IT?
WE'RE NO SLAVE-OWNERS.
WE'RE NOT RACISTS.
DOES THAT MEAN WE
HAVE TO BE FUCKING PUNCH-BAGS
JUST BECAUSE WE'RE
LIBERAL WHITE QUEERS?
ALL RIGHT, THEY DON' HAVE TO LOVE US BACK
BUT DO THEY
HAVE TO HATE US?
ONE OF THEM WAS WHITE,
REMEMBER.
HE WAS WHITE
ONCE HE GOT TO COURT,
BUT WHEN HE WAS STAMPING
YOUR LOVER'S BRAINS OUT,
WHAT COLOR WAS HE TRYING
TO BE, THEN, EH?
[ORLY]
KEEVIE!
HE'S COMING!
I'LL BE UP
IN A MINUTE, YEAH?
OKAY.
[SOBS]
[CONTINUES]
JUST BE GOOD GIRLS.
[SOBS]
[GRUNTS]
WHATTUP, MY BREDREN?
[THEY LAUGH]
HOW YOU GE SO SKINNY, SON?
GANJA DIET.
BAD BWOY.
[EGGY]
STAYING LEAN,
STAYIN' MEAN!
MY BOYZ!
MY NIGGA!
HOW'S THE RUNNIN'S
OVER IN C WING, MAN?
YOU SOME BUFF NIGGA'S
BITCH YET?
YO, FUCK YOU
AND THE DICK
YOU RODE IN ON, ALL RIGHT?
I'M IN A CELL WITH
TWO WHITE MUTHAFUCKERS, MAN.
SHIT MAN,
THAT JUST AIN'T RIGHT!
YEAH, YOU FEELIN' MY PAIN?
JUS' WRONG, BRO!
IS THEM DO THA TO YOUR FACE, BLOOD?
YEAH, THEY SEE ME
COME IN WITH YOU LO AND THEY HAD A PROBLEM.
I HAD TO REGULATE, INNIT?
IT'S ALL UNDER CONTROL.
BLACK PEOPLES!
NEGROOOOOO!
[EGGY]
REUNIOOOON!
ILLMANICS IN THE HOUSE!
SO, FANG, ME BREDREN,
IS WHA' THE PLAN, MAN?
PLAN?
FOR THE APPEAL OR WHATEVER.
AIN'T THAT WHY YOU ARRANGE
THIS RENDEZVOUS?
AW MAN, YOU GOTTA BE
FUCKIN' KIDDIN' ME!
WELCOME TO
'MEET THE VICTIM'!
FUCK THIS, MAN.
SIT DOWN!
PLEASE.
[EGGY]
SO WHA' Y' WANNA HEAR,
WIGGA BOY?
APOLOGIES?
YOU WANT US TO BREAK DOWN
IN TEARS
AND BEG
FOR FORGIVENESS?
YOU WAN' SEE NIGGAS
ON THEIR KNEES?
[FANG]
HE WANTS US TO TURN BACK TIME
AND CURE HIS BITCH, INNIT?
NAH, MAN.
HE WANTS TO HEAR
THE S-WORD.
HE WANTS US TO FEEL
THE S-WORD.
HE WANTS US TO RESTORE
HIS FAITH IN 'UMANITY.
WANTS TO BELIEVE AGAIN
THAT THE BLACK FOLK
AIN'T ALL BAD.
WANTS TO FEEL OKAY
FOR LOVING US
DESPITE EVERYTHING,
FOR STILL WANTING
TO BE US.
HE DON'T WANT TO FACE THE FAC THAT HE AIN'T A REAL NIGGA,
AND HE'S JUST A TOURIST.
WANTS TO LIVE
IN HIS DREAM WORLD,
AND FOR IT ALL
TO ALL MAKE SENSE.
INNIT, WIGGABOY?
[EGGY]
IS THAT IT, WHITE BOY?
IS THAT THE MIRACLE
YOU'RE HERE FOR?
I JUST WANTED
A LOOK AT YOU.
THANKS.
G'WAN, G'WAN,
THAT'S MY BATTY BWOY!
GWAN WIT' YOUR NASTY-RAASTY,
DIRTY STINKIN'...
[MUFFLED]
AHH!
[ILLMANIACS LAUGH]
WELL, THAT WAS FUN.
[SAM]
TEN.
[GIGGLES]
NINE.
EIGHT.
[GIGGLING CONTINUES]
SEVEN.
SIX.
FIVE, FOUR,
THREE, TWO,
ONE!
WHERE IS THA WILY LITTLE ORLY?
I TELL YOU,
HE'S FAR TOO CLEVER
FOR ME.
MAYBE I'LL JUST HAVE TO...
BOO!
OW!
OOH!
COME HERE, SILLY!
POOR ORLY!
KISS IT UP TO HEAVEN!
OH, YOU'RE A TOUCH DAMP
IN THE RUMP.
COME ON, IT'S WIPING TIME,
PANTIES OFF, PRINCIPISSA.
AWWW, FLIP, HAVE I...
SAT IN SOMETHING AGAIN?
NO, LOVE,
YOU'VE PISSED YOURSELF.
COME ON, CHOP CHOP,
YOU DON'T WANNA GET NAPPY RASH.
I LOVE YOU, SAMMY.
SAM.
AND YOU LIKE ME.
YOU LOVE J.J.
YES.
BUT WHEN I TELL J.J.,
HE LOOKS SAD.
WELL, THAT'S MEN FOR YOU.
THEY CAN'T HANDLE COMMITMENT.
JUST KEEP TELLING HIM ANYWAY,
'TIL HE SMILES.
YOU HAVE TO WEAR 'IM DOWN.
[ORLY]
EXCUSE ME.
YES?
ORLANDO?
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?
YOU'VE HAD
AN ACCIDENT, LOVE.
OH, YEAH.
[ORLY]
IS IT SUMMER NOW?
I LOVE THE SUMMER,
DON'T I?
THEY'RE NEVER LONG ENOUGH
IN LONDON.
WHEN YOU SEE J.J.,
WILL YOU TELL HIM
THAT I MISS HIM?
JUST IN CASE I FORGET?
I WILL,
BUT YOU TRY AND REMEMBER, YEAH?
[ORLY]
AAH,
I STINK.
OH, I'LL FETCH YOU
SOME CLEAN KNICKERS.
[GROANS]
MY BUM'S SORE!
ORLANDO?
SAMMY, MY BUM'S SORE!
WHAT YOU DOING
ON THE FLOOR BABY?
COME ON!
J.J.!
SAM!
ORLY.
I LOVE YOU J.J.
YOU WANT TO PLAY
MUMMIES AND DADDIES?
ORLY!
YOU CAN BE DADDY!
ORLY--
[KNOCK AT DOOR]
WELL, SEEING
AS I DON'T LIVE HERE,
I'M GUESSING
THAT MUST BE FOR YOU.
SAM, TAKE ORLY
TO THE BATHROOM, PLEASE.
COME ON, SKUNKY BUM.
LOCK THE DOOR, YEAH?
YEAH?
MR. JOHANNSON?
I'M DANIEL PEARL.
I REPRESENTED THE DEFENSE
AT THE RECENT TRIAL.
DANIEL PEARL?
I'M SORRY TO HAVE
BOTHERED YOU AT HOME.
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
JUSTICE.
I KNOW THAT YOU BELIEVE
THAT IF YOUR PARTNER'S ATTACKERS
HAD BEEN JAILED FOR LIFE,
THAT WOULD BE JUSTICE.
IT WOULD NOT.
AS REPELLENT AND DEPRESSING
AS THEY ARE,
THOSE IGNORANT BULLIES
ARE NOT WHAT HAS CAUSED
YOUR UNSPEAKABLE SUFFERING.
THEY ARE MERELY THE CARRIERS
OF THE DISEASE
THAT STRUCK YOUR LOVER DOWN.
I USED TO THINK
THIS DISEASE WAS SOCIETY.
STRUGGLING TO MAKE SENSE
OF THIS SENSELESSNESS,
TO FATHOM THIS BRUTALITY,
UNTIL YESTERDAY,
[RADIO PLAYS]
I CAME ACROSS THIS...
EXTRAORDINARY SOUND.
BASS, DRUMS.
HYPNOTIC.
SEDUCTIVE.
SEXY.
HIJACKING THE VERY BEA OF MY CORRUPTIBLE HEART.
UNTIL I FOUND MYSELF
CHANTING TOO.
BOOM GO A GA IN A BATTY BWOY'S BRAIN
GO ON PULL A TRIGGER
IN A NIGGER BROTHA'S NAME
SEND A CHI-CHI MAN TO HELL
WITH A SPIKE IN HIS EYE
CHI-CHI MAN DIE,
CHI-CHI MAN DIE.
I'VE GOOGLED CHI-CHI
ON THE NET.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS?
TERMITE.
COCKROACH.
VERMIN.
VERMIN.
AND I WAS SINGING ALONG.
AND THEN I LOOKED
TO MY RIGHT.
BOOM GO A GA IN A BATTY BWOY'S BRAIN
OUR BRAINS WERE BEING
COLONISED, INFECTED.
GWAN PULL THE TRIGGA
IN A NIGGER BRUTHA'S NAME
I THINK YOU SHOULD TAKE OU A CIVIL CASE
AGAINST THE COMPOSERS,
PRODUCERS,
AND PERFORMERS RESPONSIBLE
FOR THIS MUSIC.
THEY ARE THE DISEASE.
WE CAN BE THE CURE.
AND THAT, PERHAPS,
MIGHT BE SOMETHING
LIKE JUSTICE.
[ORLY]
J.J.?
STAY IN THE BATHROOM, BABE,
I'LL BE THERE IN A MINUTE.
[ORLY]
J.J.,
LOOK AT MY FOOTSTEPS,
I'M ROBINSON CRUSOE!
MAN FRIDAY, ORLY.
[SAM]
MORE OF A WET WEEKEND, I'D SAY.
COME ON, SOGGY,
WE NEED TO SORT OUT YOUR TOES
BEFORE YOU GET TRENCH-FOO AND FUCK UP MY CV.
OH, HELLO.
HELLO, SAM.
HELLO!
OH, HELLO ORLANDO.
[KEVAN]
HEY YOU!
HOW'D IT GO?
WHO'S THIS?
[SAM]
THIS IS DANIEL.
HE WAS THE DEFENSE LAWYER
IN THE--
I KNOW WHAT HE IS,
WHAT'S HE DOING HERE?
I JUST WANTED
TO HAVE A QUICK WORD.
HOW ABOUT CUNT?
THAT'S A QUICK WORD.
KEVAN.
COME TO GLOAT, HAVE YA,
FUCKING CUNT!
KEVAN!
COME IN A MINUTE, YEAH?
[RAGGA MUSIC PLAYS]
BOOM GO A GA IN A BATTY BWOY'S BRAIN
DID YOU GET THAT?
BOOM SOMETHING?
CONVENIENTLY,
IT'S THE TITLE.
"BOOM GO A GA IN A BATTY-BOY BRAIN."
J.J.?
'GAT?'
GUN.
'BATTY-BOY?'
I KNOW WHA BATTY-BOYS ARE.
I THINK
THE WORD 'BRAIN' IS UNIVERSAL.
"BANG GOES A GUN
IN A QUEER BOY'S BRAIN."
[MUSIC RESUMES]
GWAN PULL A TRIGGA
INNA NIGGA BRUDDA NAME
"GO ON, PULL A TRIGGER
IN THE NAME OF BLACK MEN."
SEN' A CHI-CHI MAN A HELL
WIT A SPIKE IN THE EYE
[MUSIC STOPS]
"SEND A CHI-CHI MAN TO HELL
WITH A SPIKE IN THE EYE."
IT'S JUST MUSIC.
JUST MUSIC?
[DANIEL]
MUSIC CAN BE INFLUENTIAL.
THAT'S WHY WE HAVE
NATIONAL ANTHEMS,
AND HYMNS,
AND FOOTBALL CHANTS.
SO IF THERE WERE
NO FOOTBALL CHANTS,
MUSIC CAN BE A RALLYING CRY.
YEAH, MUSIC CAN BE
A LOT OF THINGS.
BEFORE I FOUND ORLY,
MUSIC WAS
THE ONLY THING
THAT COULD HELP ME.
DID IT HELP YOU BE GAY?
WHAT MUSIC
HELPED YOU BE GAY?
RUFUS WAINWRIGHT.
HIS FIRST ALBUM
WAS MY COLLEGE BIBLE.
AND IF RUFUS TOLD YOU
TO GO OUT AND SHOOT PEOPLE,
WOULD YOU HAVE DONE IT?
NO.
WHY NOT?
[SAM]
'CAUSE HE'S A NICE
WELL-EDUCATED WHITE BOY.
AND WE'RE A BUNCH
OF IMPRESSIONABLE
JUNGLE-BUNNIES WHO DON' KNOW ANY BETTER.
IS THA WHAT YOU THINK I MEAN?
DO YOU KNOW
WHAT YOU MEAN?
YOU FIND THIS MUSIC
ACCEPTABLE?
I FIND IT PAINFUL.
BUT SOME PEOPLE FIND THE SIGH OF TWO MEN KISSING PAINFUL.
IS IT RIGH TO MAKE IT ILLEGAL?
THOSE ARE THEIR ISSUES.
THESE ARE OUR LIVES.
ARE YOU REALLY SUGGESTING
THAT CHALLENGING BLACK PEOPLE
ON HOMOPHOBIA
IS AUTOMATICALLY RACISM?
ARE YOU PLANNING TO PICKE ANY WHITE ARTISTS?
LIKE?
LIKE EMINEM?
GUNS AND ROSES?
KATY PERRY?
I NEED TO LISTEN TO MORE MUSIC.
HERE'S THE THING,
DANIEL.
BLACK PEOPLE EXPEC TO BE UNDER ATTACK.
IF YOU GO AFTER
THE HANDFUL OF BLACK PEOPLE
WHO ARE MAKING ANY MONEY,
ALL WE'LL SEE
IS ANOTHER WHITE MAN
TRYING TO TAKE OUR POWER.
THIS ISN'T ABOU BLACK AND WHITE.
THIS IS ABOUT PEOPLE
TRYING TO HURT US.
IF I WAS HERE TODAY TALKING
ABOUT ROCK MUSIC,
WOULD YOU JOIN US?
I DON'T KNOW.
WELL, JOIN US.
WORK WITH US.
HELP US.
US?
ME.
JOIN ME.
US.
I WON'T BE THE GOLLIWOG
ON THE DUST-CART.
SORRY?
SORRY?
I WON'T BE THE MASCOT.
PROOF THAT YOU'RE ALL
GOOD NON-RACIST WHITE FOLKS.
OKAY.
I'LL GO EDUCATIONAL
BUT NOT OPPOSITIONAL.
OKAY...
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
EACH ONE, TEACH ONE,
OUTREACH.
EXCELLENT!
EACH ONE TEACH ONE.
EACH ONE TEACH ONE.
EACH ONE TEACH ONE.
YOU WHAT?
WHASSAT?
WHAT ARE YOU?
A NIGGER?
YOU WHAT?
YOU NIGGER!
I'M A NIGGER.
AND WHAT DO YOU
WANNA BE, NIGGER?
WHAT DO YOU
WANNA BE, NIGGER?
MORE THAN ANYTHING?
WHAT IS BETTER
THAN ANYTHING?
A WHITE BOY.
AAH!
IN YOUR DREAMS,
NIGGER!
YO, YO BLOOD!
YO, FANG ME BRUDDA!
COME AWAY
FROM ME, MAN.
IS WHA' YOU SAY?
WE CAN'T SPEAK.
THEY'RE WATCHING.
THEY GOT A PROBLEM
WITH COONS, INNIT?
THEY AIN'T FEELING 'EM
FOR REAL.
FANG, MAN.
THE FUCK
YOU JUST CALL ME?
I KNOW YOU, NIGGER?
I FUCKING KNOW YOU?
WALK AWAY, BLOOD,
I'M BEGGIN' YOU.
BLOOD...
NIGGER!
I'M SORRY,
I'M SORRY!
DO IT!
PLEASE, FOR ME, MAN!
FOR YOU?
THEY'LL FUCKING CRUCIFY ME!
JUST THE EYE.
IN THE EYE, YEAH?
PLEASE, I'M FUCKING
BEGGING YOU, MAN!
RELEASE ME, MAN!
FANG, MAN--
WHITE FANG, YOU FUCKING COON!
WHITE FANG!
YOU FUCKING IGNORAN FUCKING JUNGLE BUNNY!
FUCK, MAN!
FUCKING MONKEY!
FUCKING BABOON!
FUCKING GORILLA
MONKEY COON!
[MONKEY HOOTING]
OO OO OO OO OO OO OO...
[SHOUTS]
RIGHT,
WE'RE JUS ASSESSING EVERYONE'S
BASIC FIGHTING SKILLS.
PUNCH-BAG
IS THE ATTACKER.
JUST GOTTA
DEFEND YOURSELF.
DO WHAT YOU CAN.
GO!
WAIT, LOOK, YOU'RE FACING
A DRUNK, HARD-FACED BASTARD
WHO'S ABOUT TO PUNCH
YOUR FACE IN WITH
A KNUCKLE-DUSTERED FIST.
WHAT DO YOU DO?
AW BLESS.
SOME PEOPLE NEVER LEARN.
ALL RIGHT SAM,
WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
WELL, THERE'S
THIS TRICK I LEARNED
FROM MY GRANDMOTHER,
AUDREY CAMPBELL,
KNOWN AS THE BATTLING BITCH
FROM BRIXTON.
THEY'RE FACING YOU DOWN,
RIGHT?
AND YOU HAVE TO MAINTAIN
EYE CONTACT,
BUT YOU GRADUALLY LOWER
THE CENTER OF YOUR GRAVITY,
AS IF YOU'RE CURTSEYING
IN SUPPLICATION
AND SUBORDINATION,
UNTIL YOU CAN JUS SLIP OFF YOUR SHOE,
AND BATTER THE FUCKER
ON THE FACE!
AND THEN RUN!
WITH ONLY ONE SHOE?
I KNOW,
ITS NOT VERY GRACEFUL
WHEN YOU'RE IN HEELS, BUT HEY,
SURVIVAL IS THE ULTIMATE
GLAMOR, I SAY.
UH, OKAY.
RIGHT, BALL THE FIST UP.
DON'T TUCK THE THUMB INSIDE,
YOU DON'T WANT TO BREAK IT.
YOU WANNA PICTURE WHOEVER
RELEASES YOUR ANGER, YEAH?
A MUGGER.
A HOMOPHOBE.
ABUSIVE EX.
[SCREAM]
SCHOOL BULLY.
TEACHER.
BASTARD!
KEVAN?
BASTARD, BASTARD,
FUCKING FUCKING
BASTARD BASTARD!
OKAY, OKAY,
GOOD GOOD GOOD GOOD!
GOOD, JUST, UM,
TAKE A BREATH.
YOU ALL RIGHT?
I'M FINE,
THIS CUNT'S
DEAD THOUGH, DEAD!
FUCKING DEAD!
NASTY, DIRTY,
HOMOPHOBIC CUNT!
ALL RIGHT.
FUCKING CUNT!
NASTY FUCKING CUNT!
BASTARD, BASTARD...
[SOBS]
BASTARD.
HEY, HEY HEY HEY,
HEY HEY.
EVERYONE, JUST KEEP GOING,
JUST HAVE FUN WITH IT, YEAH?
KEVAN, WHAT'S GOING ON?
WHAT'S GOING ON?
YOU'RE GONNA STAND THERE,
WITH ORLY RIGHT THERE
AND ASK ME
WHAT'S GOING ON?
WE'RE BEING MASSACRED!
SHIT.
I'M SORRY.
IT'S JUST, KNOWING
THEY GET RELEASED SOON,
AND THERE'S YOU,
SO FUCKING STAUNCH.
I DON'T KNOW WHETHER
I'M PISSED OFF WITH YOU
OR IN AWE.
MAYBE I JUST NEED
A BOYFRIEND.
WELL, I CAN RECOMMEND THAT.
I SUPPOSE WE'RE BOTH
A BIT OUT OF PRACTICE, EH?
MAYBE WE COULD
HELP EACH OTHER OUT?
MAYBE, GO OUT ?
WE COULD CHECK OU THE BABES DOWN AT BARCODE,
HAVE A DRINK,
HAVE A FLIRT.
JUST A LITTLE DATE-ETTE?
A DATE-ETTE?
NO RUSH.
MAYBE BEFORE
THE PICKET THIS SUMMER.
HEY, WHAT IS THA ORLY'S LISTENING TO?
JUST SOME RANDOM TRACKS
I DOWNLOADED FOR HIM.
J.J., FUCKIN'
RAGGAMAN?
DON'T TELL DANIEL, YEAH?
HOW CAN YOU
STILL LOVE THAT MUSIC,
AFTER ALL IT'S DONE?
IT'S NOT THE MUSIC--
IF IT'S NOT THE MUSIC,
THEN WHAT IS IT?
I DON'T KNOW.
ALL I KNOW IS
ORLY LOVES IT.
OF COURSE ORLY LOVES IT.
ORLY LOVES EVERYTHING!
[EGGY]
YO!
V!
V, MAN!
[VENOM]
EGGY, WHATTUP?
WHATTUP YOU, CUZ?
YOU COOL?
I'M COOL, CUZ.
I'M STILL TRYING
TO GET US
PUT IN THE SAME CELL
WHEN YOU GET OUTTA THE HOLE,
BUT BABYLON JUST COLD.
MUTHAFUCKAS!
EGGY, YOU GONNA WAKE
YOUR CELLMATE AND THAT?
MY CELLMATE'S
WELL SLEEPING.
CAN'T YOU
HEAR HIM SNORING?
HE SOUND LIKE
A VACUUM CLEANER, LISTEN!
[SNORING]
[VENOM]
CRAZY BLACK BASTARD.
HOW'D WE END UP HERE, CUZ?
CAUGHT UP IN ALL THIS
RAGGA BUSINESS?
WE AIN'T EVEN
JAMAICANS, MAN.
ALWAYS TRYING TO KEEP UP
WITH THE WINDIANS.
AIN'T WE THE REAL AFRICANS,
THOUGH?
IT ALL STARTED WITH US,
AND HERE'S US TRYING TO HANG.
STRAINING TO CHAT LIKE THEM
FROM THEIR TINY ISLAND.
DON'T DO THAT, MAN.
WE NEVER DO THAT,
WE NEVER TURN ON OUR OWN.
EVERY BLACK MAN
IS A BROTHER.
WHAT ABOUT COPPERS?
AND QUEERS?
THEY FORFEI THEIR BLACKNESS.
AND IT'S IN THE BIBLE,
AIN'T IT MAN?
THOU SHALT NOT...
SOMETHING.
I DON'T KNOW, MAN.
I SWEAR.
MARQUIS, MAN.
WE JUST HAVE TO BE STRONG,
AND HOLD ON.
WE AIN'T IN HERE FOREVER,
WE CAN COME THROUGH.
YEAH, MAN,
WE CAN COME THROUGH.
STAY STRONG,
AFRICAN MAN!
STAY STRONG.
COME THROUGH.
[KKK]
I TRIED HATING YOU,
DISMISSING YOU,
DEMONIZING YOU.
BUT YOU'D TAKEN OVER
A ROOM IN MY BRAIN,
AND WAS HOLDING
A PART OF ME HOSTAGE.
SO I GAVE IN AND WRIT YOU.
I NEVER THOUGH IN A MILLION YEARS
YOU'D ACTUALLY COME.
SO, YOU'RE NOT GONNA ASK ME
TO BAKE YOU A CAKE
WITH A FILE IN IT?
SHOW YOU MY TITS
WHILE YOU WANK FURTIVELY?
WELL, I'M DISAPPOINTED.
I WAS LOOKING FORWARD
TO BEING OUTRAGED.
SO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
WE DON'T TALK ABOU THEM THINGS IN HERE.
I AIN'T IN THERE.
NO, YOU'RE OUT THERE,
JUDGING ME.
WELL, THANKS
FOR COMING, YEAH?
FUCKING BITCH.
YOU'RE WELCOME.
YEAH, GWAN, RUN,
LIKE EVERYONE ELSE RUN.
RUN FROM THE DEVIL,
GWAN,
RUN FROM YOUR SHAME.
THE SHAME YOU FEEL
WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME.
ANOTHER BLACK MAN
IN JAIL.
ANOTHER BLACK MAN
BRINGING DOWN THE RACE.
ANOTHER BLACK MAN
WITH NO SHAME.
I ATTACKED SOMEONE.
HURT 'EM BAD.
BRAIN DAMAGE.
WHY?
HE WAS GAY,
HE WAS WHITE,
HE WAS THERE.
I DISGUST YOU,
INNIT?
YOU HATE ME.
I DON'T KNOW.
DID YOU HATE HIM?
I DIDN'T KNOW HIM.
ACTUALLY, YEAH,
I MEAN WHAT, LIKE,
MAN AND MAN TOGETHER,
I MEAN,
JUST, IT AIN'T RIGHT,
THAT'S IN THE BIBLE.
YOU KNOW THE BIBLE WELL,
THEN, DO YOU?
I KNOW THAT PART.
YOU A CHRISTIAN, THEN?
THAT'S HOW I WAS RAISED.
FINALLY,
SOMETHING IN COMMON.
I'M A BI OF A JESUS FAN, ME.
"IF THINE EYE OFFEND THEE,
PLUCK IT OUT."
"JUDGE NOT,
LEST YE BE JUDGED."
NOT A WORD ABOUT HOMOSEXUALITY,
FUNNILY ENOUGH AS I RECALL,
EXCEPT MAYBE "BLESSED ARE THEY
THAT ARE PERSECUTED FOR
RIGHTEOUSNESS SAKE."
GAYS AIN'T PERSECUTED,
THEY'RE PROMOTED.
THE TV'S SCREAMING LIKE
"BE GAY, BE FUNNY!"
GIVIN' STRAIGHT MEN
MAKE-OVERS
LIKE WE CAN'T DRESS
OURSELVES!
SO WHAT IF
EVERYONE WAS GAY?
THE HUMAN RACE
WOULD DIE OUT, INNIT?
I MEAN, IT'S OUR PURPOSE
TO BREED.
OUR IMPERATIVE.
HOW MANY KIDS YOU GOT?
FOUR.
DON'T THINK
THERE'S MUCH CHANCE
OF THE HUMAN RACE DYING OU WITH YOU AROUND, MATE.
YOU AIN'T GONNA CONVINCE ME
THAT IT'S COOL AND DANDY
FOR ONE MAN TO KISS
UPON THE NEXT MAN
LIKE IT'S NATURAL, OKAY,
'CAUSE YOU KNOW IT AIN'T.
WHAT'S NATURAL?
THIS PLASTIC CHAIR
WE'RE SITTING ON?
THE FOOD WE EAT?
SHAVING?
TAMPONS?
LASER SURGERY?
CARS?
I'VE SEEN YOU AROUND
IN YOUR TRACKSUIT.
THERE'S NOT A NATURAL FIBRE
IN SIGHT.
IT ALL HAS TO COME FROM NATURE
IN THE BEGINNING, THOUGH,
DON'T IT?
LIKE WHAT,
PLASTIC, NYLON,
IT ALL HAS TO COME
FROM SOMEWHERE
BEFORE IT'S REFINED,
YEAH?
SO IT'S ALL
NATURAL, YEAH?
YOU THINK YOU'RE
WELL CLEVERER 'N ME, INNIT?
WELL LOOK, THIS CHI-CHI MAN,
HE WEREN'T NATURAL.
ALL RIGHT,
HIM ACT LIKE A GYAL.
AND YOU DON'T LIKE GIRLS?
NOW YOU'RE
JUST TALKING STUPID.
ALL RIGHT, YOU KNOW
WHAT I'M SAYING.
MAN IS MAN,
WOMAN IS WOMAN.
THAT'S HOW
THE SYSTEM WORKS.
I MEAN, YOU WANT YOUR MAN
TO BE A MAN, DON'T YOU?
I WANT EVERYONE
TO BE THEMSELVES.
WELL, I'M A MAN
WHO DON'T LIKE QUEERS.
THAT'S ME.
WHAT?
YOU WANT ME TO APOLOGISE?
DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD
IT IS TO BE ME?
TO BE A MAN IN THIS WORLD,
IN THIS LIFE?
A BLACK MAN?
YOU DON'T KNOW.
YOU CAN'T KNOW.
BLACK WOMAN'S PAIN...
DON'T EVEN COMPARE,
YOU HEAR ME?
I'M NOT QUALIFIED
TO COMPARE.
WELL, I AM.
OH REALLY?
YEAH REALLY.
NUFF SPARE TIME
IN DIS HERE PLACE, YUNNO.
I BEEN READING, RESEARCHING.
BLACK WOMEN.
FOUR TIMES MORE EMPLOYED.
FIVE TIMES MORE LIKELY
TO DO WELL IN SCHOOL.
NINE TIMES LESS LIKELY
TO END UP IN JAIL.
AND SO BLACK WOMAN
SHOULD APOLOGIZE
FOR BLACK MAN'S FAILURE
IN THE SYSTEM?
SHE SHOULD BE AWARE
OF HOW THE SHITSTEM
IS FAILING HER MAN.
SHE SHOULD GET IT.
SHE SHOULD SUPPOR HER SOLDIER.
SOLDIER?
THIS IS A WAR, WOMAN!
AND YOU WANT ME TO INDULGE
IN SOME WHITE BOY'S PRIVILEGE
TO BE SOFT?
HE WAS THERE,
ALL UP IN OUR CLUB.
UP IN OUR MUSIC,
UP IN OUR FACE,
WHAT DID HE EXPECT?
A KISS AND A CUDDLE?
OR WHAT HE GOT?
SO, THAT'S WHAT YOU'VE
BROUGHT ME HERE TO TELL ME?
THAT YOU'VE GOT NO SOFT SIDE?
YOU WHAT?
NO GENTLE SIDE,
NO GRACEFUL SIDE,
NO ELEGANCE
YEARNING IN YOU?
WHAT THE FUCK
YOU TALKING 'BOUT?
ARE YOU...
JUST A WALL OF MAN
WITH NO WAY IN,
NO KEYHOLE
OF TENDERNESS ANYWHERE?
WHAT YOU TRYING HERE,
GYAL?
YOU TRYING TO MESS
WITH A BROTHA'S MIND?
I DON'T KNOW.
IS THAT WHY I'M HERE?
TIME!
TIME'S UP.
ALREADY.
MUTHAFUCKAS
DON'T GIVE YOU NUTTIN'.
OKAY.
YOU AIN'T COMING AGAIN?
YOU AIN'T INVITING ME?
I AIN'T NEVER HAD A...
TALK LIKE THIS BEFORE.
UM...
PROB'LY YOU WEN COLLEGE, YEAH?
SO CONVERSATION'S
LIKE NORMAL.
TRUST ME,
THIS IS ALL BRAND NEW.
SO, NEXT MONTH?
IF I TRY AND COME UP WITH
A LITTLE SUMP'IN TO SHOW YOU?
LIKE ON THE...
FEMININE SIDE?
HOW COULD A GIRL RESIST?
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
I'LL WORK ON IT.
YO.
'SUP.
HEY THERE MAN, YA ALL RIGHT?
WHITE BOY.
[SOBS]
WAS IT THE MUSIC?
YOU HAD ME AT HELLO.
WAS IT THE MUSIC
THAT MADE YOU DO IT?
DID YOU CHANT LYRICS
WHILE YOU
BEAT HIS BRAINS OUT?
WAS IT CHURCH?
DID THE PREACHER INSPIRE YOU
TO DESPISE PEOPLE
WHO FALL IN LOVE
WITHOUT YOUR PERMISSION?
DID YOU LEARN IT IN SCHOOL?
IN THE PLAYGROUND?
AT HOME?
WHERE DOES IT ALL
COME FROM?
THE LAWS IN JAMAICA
AND AFRICA?
BRAINWASHING YOU?
WHERE DOES THE RAGE
AT MEN LOVING MEN BEGIN?
OR DID SOMEONE JUST...
JUST COME OUT OF NOWHERE
AND CRUSH YOUR LIFE UNDERFOO WHEN YOU WEREN'T LOOKING?
SHOULD I BE
IN THE HATE ALREADY?
SEE, I--
I ENVY YOU.
I WANT TO FEEL NOTHING
JUST LIKE YOU DO.
I WANNA... I WANNA LAUGH
ABOUT YOU BEING IN HERE
JUST LIKE YOU DO.
I WANT TO HATE.
BUT I CAN'T.
[ORLY LAUGHING]
[CONTINUES]
[J.J.]
THIS IS ORLY.
I'M AN AIRPLANE!
EVERYONE'S SO SAD.
NO!
DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!
LEAVE MY BOY, YEAH?
I'M SORRY,
J.J.
I JUST WANTED
TO GIVE HIM A CUDDLE.
I KNOW,
BABY, IT'S COOL.
[J.J.]
SAM, PLEASE.
COME AWAY
FROM THE BAD MEN,
LOVELY.
SO THIS IS YOUR
SECRET WEAPON, IS IT?
THE SPASTIC AND HIS MAMMY?
AN WHO YOU CALLIN'
MAMMY, BWOY?
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU CALLING
BWOY, MAMMY?
[SMACKS LIPS]
JUST WANTED YOU
TO MEET ORLY.
BULLSHIT.
YOU WANTED TO FUCK US UP,
AND YOU
BROUGHT AUNT JEMIMA HERE
TO PROVE
YOU AIN'T A RACIST!
WELL, I GOT NEWS FOR YOU,
WHITE BOY.
THAT AIN'T BLACK,
THAT'S A FUCKING COCONUT!
[SAM]
OH, SING US ANOTHER SONG
WHILE YOU'RE
ON THE CHAIN-GANG.
THAT ONE IS TOO TIRED.
I'M A COCONU BECAUSE I'M GAY?
BECAUSE YOU'RE A TRAITOR
TO YOUR RACE.
LOOK AT YOU.
I BET YOUR DADDY'S
WELL PROUD OF YOU, INNIT?
AND I BET YOUR MAMMA'S
WELL PROUD OF YOU,
PRISONER EIGHT SIX SIX SIX
ONE ZERO, INNIT?
WHAT IS IT YOU
REALLY WANT TO KNOW?
WHY THIS DID HAPPEN TO YOU?
THE NIGGALOVER?
WHY DO NIGGAS
HATE NIGGALOVERS?
WHY DO NIGGAS HATE QUEERS?
WHY DO NIGGAS HATE EVERYONE,
EVEN OTHER NIGGAS?
BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT NIGGAS DO.
NIGGAS HATE.
NOT ALL, MAN.
ALL!
NOT ALL BLACK PEOPLE
ARE NIGGAS.
SEE, WHITE BOY,
THAT'S WHAT YOU AIN' BEEN GETTING.
EVERYONE'S A NIGGA.
EVERY LAST ONE OF US.
AIN'T YOU?
WHY DID YOU WANNA BE AN EMCEE?
ALL THE WAY OUT THERE
IN COW COUNTRY?
BECAUSE YOU WANTED
TO BE A NIGGA?
OR BECAUSE YOU KNEW
YOU WERE ONE?
WHAT IS IT YOU RELATED TO?
THE PASSION?
THE RAGE FOR HOW FUCKED UP
AND UNEVEN AND UNFAIR
THIS WORLD IS?
YOU COME IN HERE TALKING,
"I WANNA FEEL THE HATE."
YOU ALREADY FEEL IT.
WE ALL FEEL IT.
WE'RE ALL NIGGAS,
AND WE ALL HATE QUEERS,
INCLUDING YOU.
ME?
YES, YOU.
YEAH, YOU.
[EGGY]
AIN'T YOU HERE IN HERE WITH ALL
OF US?
UNDER THE SAME LAWS?
UNDER THE SAME RELIGIONS?
[SAM]
YOU WATCH YOUR HANDS
IN CONVERSATION,
AND YOU WONDER
HOW GAY YOU LOOK.
YOU BUILD UP AN ARMOR
OF MUSCLES, LIKE A BILLBOARD
THAT ADVERTISES YOUR
MASCULINITY,
AND STILL YOU WONDER
WHAT EARTHLY USE YOU ARE
IF YOU DON'T PROCREATE.
YOU WONDER WHAT IT IS THA MADE YOU QUEER.
WAS YOU BORN LIKE IT?
OR DID YOUR MOTHER ROCK YOU
WRONG IN THE CRADLE,
OR HAVE YOU GOT A WOMAN'S BRAIN
IN A MAN'S BODY?
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU?
WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU?
YOU MARCH, AND YOU CHANT,
AND YOU LAUGH IN THE FACE
OF THOSE WHO SPIT AND SHI ON YOU AND TELL YOURSELF
YOU CAN BE GAY AND PROUD
AND STILL BE A MAN.
YOU CAN BE BLACK IN THIS WORLD
AND STILL BE A MAN.
BUT THEN
THERE'S THE DOUB THERE'S YOUR HATE.
AND THERE'S YOUR NIGGA.
TRYING TO BE A MAN IN A WORLD
THAT SAYS YOU CAN'T.
TRYING TO BE HERE IN A WORLD
THAT SAYS YOU AIN'T.
AND THE BEST YOU MANAGE
IS TO BE IS A--
CARTOON.
[EGGY]
YES.
IT'S THE MUSIC.
AND THE PREACHER,
AND THE PLAYGROUND,
AND THE PARENTS,
AND YEAH, THEM LAWS
THAT WAS PUT IN PLACE
BACK IN THE DAY
BY THE BRITISH EMPIRE.
THE SAME LAWS
THAT WAS IN PLACE
INNA DIS 'ERE COUNTRY
NOT SO LONG AGO.
IT'S ALL OF THAT,
AND MORE.
THERE AIN'T ONE REASON
WHY NIGGAS HATE QUEERS.
THERE IS EVERY REASON.
'CAUSE WE'RE ALL
QUEERS.
WE'RE ALL NIGGAS.
STRUGGLING TO BE MEN.
UNABLE TO HANDLE YOU,
AND YOUR BOY THERE FUCKING.
FORGET THE MEN LOVIN' MEN
BULLSHIT.
IT'S THE FUCKING.
THAT'S THE MIND FUCK.
MEN GETTING
FUCKED!
TOO CLOSE TO THE SITUATION
A NIGGA IS LIVING.
BUT CAN YOU FEEL ME...
NIGGA?
I FEEL YOU,
NIGGA.
THANKS.
FOR WHAT?
HELPING YOU FIND YOUR HATE?
FOR HELPING ME FIND
MY TRUTH.
THAT HATE IS WEAKNESS.
AND LOVERS CAN'T AFFORD
TO BE WEAK.
"THESE ARE THE WORDS
OF MY MASTER,
"KEEP ON TELLING ME, NO WEAK
HEARTS SHALL PROSPER.
AND WHOSOEVER SHALL
DIGGETH A PIT SHALL--
FALL IN IT.
SHALL BURY IN IT.
SO, YOU KNOW YOUR MARLEY.
HE'S MY PROPHET, MAN.
"I DON'T FEAR
THEIR HUMILIATION,
"JUST TO PROVE
MY DETERMINATION,
"I DON'T YIELD TO TEMPTATION.
"I HAVEN'T LEARNED MY LESSON
IN REVELATION.
"THE ROAD OF LIFE IS ROCKY,
"AND YOU MAY STUMBLE TOO,
"AND WHILE YOU POIN YOUR FINGER,
"SOMEONE ELSE IS JUDGING YOU.
"WOULD YOU LET THE SYSTEM
LET YOU KILL YOUR BROTHER MAN?
"NO, DREAD, NO.
"WELL, THE BIGGEST MAN
I EVER DID SEE...
"WAS--
"A BABY."
WE GOIN' A HELL,
INNIT MAN?
HUSH, MAN.
WE'RE ALREADY THERE,
INNIT?
WE'VE ALREADY GONE.
"LET THEM ALL PASS
THEIR DIRTY REMARKS.
"THERE'S ONLY ONE THING
I'D REALLY LIKE TO ARX.
"IS THERE A PLACE
FOR THE HOPELESS SINNER,
"WHO HAS HURT MANKIND
JUST TO SAVE HIS OWN?"
CUZ, CUZ, CUZ,
CUZ, HUSH.
OH FUCK, MAN.
WE'RE THERE, MAN.
BURNING FOR SURE.
FOR SURE.
LOST.
LOST.
OUR SOULS IS LOST.
[VENOM SOBS]
HIT ME.
HIT ME.
WE GOTTA DO SOMETHING INNIT?
WE GOT TO MOVE ON,
OR DIE OR SUMMINK.
I WANNA FEEL,
WHASSIT, REMORSE.
AND YOU WANT VENGEANCE,
DON'T YOU?
SO JUST HIT ME,
FOR ALL OF US.
I AIN' GONNA HIT YOU, MAN.
BUT THANKS FOR ASKING.
WELL, IF YOU EVER
CHANGE YOUR MIND,
YOU KNOW WHERE I AM.
IF YOU WANNA
TALK ABOUT MUSIC,
MARLEY, WHATEVER,
THAT'S COOL.
COOL?
IT'S COOL.
[KARISMA]
THIS WAS TAKEN A WEEK
BEFORE HE KILLED HER.
WITH HIS BARE HANDS.
SHE WAS GETTING TEXTS
FROM A MAN AT WORK,
AND HE THOUGHT SHE WAS
ENCOURAGING HIM.
BY THE TIME I CAME HOME
AND FOUND 'EM,
HE'D HUNG HIMSELF.
NOW YOU TELL ME
YOU'RE QUALIFIED
TO JUDGE
A BLACK WOMAN'S PAIN.
DON'T WORRY,
I'M NOT GOING TO CRY.
I'M SORRY.
NO, YOU'RE NOT.
YOU DON'T KNOW THEM.
I KNOW YOU.
NO, YOU DON'T.
I WANT TO.
AND...
I WANT TO BE SORRY.
I'M READY TO BE SORRY.
SEE, I BEEN THINKING.
THINKING?
WHAT NEXT,
FEELING?
ABOUT MY FEMININE SIDE.
DO YOU WANNA SEE IT?
GO ON THEN,
SEEING AS I'M HERE.
[GASPS, LAUGHTER]
WHY, MISS JONES,
YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.
WHERE'D YOU GET THEM?
AGENT PROVOCATEUR?
I BOUGHT THEM ON EBAY.
GOD BLESS THE INTERNET.
SO, THAT GOOD AM I?
ONE VISIT,
AND YOU'RE CONVERTED
FROM LAGER LOU TO LADY-BOY?
NO WONDER
I CAN'T KEEP A MAN.
I HAD THESE BEFORE YOU.
OH?
IT'S THE THINKING
THAT'S NEW.
NOT THE FEELING.
AND ALL DOWN TO YOU.
AND I'VE BEEN
LISTENING, STUDYING.
YOU CAN CRY IF YOU WANT.
FOR YOUR PARENTS.
I'LL KNOW WHAT TO DO.
WELL, I CAN'T HOLD YOU.
NOT IN HERE.
BUT I'LL WANT TO.
I WON'T LET YOU
CRY ALONE.
WHAT HAPPENED
TO THE SOLDIER?
HE FOUND SOMETHING NEW
TO FIGHT FOR.
YOU REALLY
HAVE BEEN STUDYING.
AND LEARNING.
WE ARE ALL NIGGERS,
AND WE'RE ALL QUEERS!
[KARISMA LAUGHS]
NOW I'D WEAR THAT T-SHIRT.
GYAL, YOU SOMETHING ELSE,
YOU KNOW THAT?
ALWAYS GOT A LINE.
AND YOU'VE GO A PRETTY SMILE.
SO, UHM...
YOU AIN'T GOT NO MAN?
ALL THE BEST MEN
ARE QUEER.
[CAR HORN]
[J.J.]
ONE MINUTE, YEAH?
ORLY!
I'M DOING WEE-WEE!
HE'S DOING A WEE-WEE.
HE DOES THAT A LOT.
WE KNOW.
SO YOU'VE GOT A COUPLE
OF CHANGES OF CLOTHES,
IN CASE, YEAH, AND YOU'VE GO BOTH MY MOBILE NUMBERS?
[EGGY]
COOL, BLOOD.
I'VE GOT A KID MYSELF,
TAKE HER OUT EVERY THURSDAY.
I KNOW THE RUNNINGS, MAN.
[ORLY]
MARKY!
MARKY!
MARKY MARK!
MARQUIS, ORLY.
MARQUIS.
DID YOU FLUSH?
COME AND CHECK OU THIS POO FIRST,
IT'S THIS BIG!
LEAD ME TO IT, MAN.
CAN'T WAIT.
COME ON,
BEFORE IT SINKS!
ALL RIGHT, ORLY?
J.J., ME AND MARKY
ARE BUSY.
HOW ABOUT MY GOODBYE KISS?
NO HUG?
I HAVEN' WASHED MY HANDS.
I LOVE YOU!
I KNOW.
YOU'RE ON SPEED-DIAL,
NOW GWAN, ENJOY.
LATERS.
[TOILET FLUSHES]
[EGGY GROANS]
[CAR RADIO]
BOOM GO A GAT...
GWAN PULL THE TRIGGA...
CHI-CHI MAN DIE,
CHI-CHI MAN DIE
I SHOULD HAVE
SAID SOMETHING.
NEXT TIME.
YEAH, NEXT TIME
THE WHITE BOY'LL TELL
THE BLACK MAN WHAT TO PLAY
IN HIS OWN CAR.
DO YOU HAVE TO BE BLACK
TO HAVE A VOICE, THEN?
IM SORRY, THIS
IS A SHIT DATETTE.
IT'S FINE.
IT'S SHIT.
I SHOULDN'T EVEN
BE HERE.
YOU DESERVE BETTER.
I DON'T THINK YOU REALLY
ARE HERE, ANYWAY.
I DON'T KNOW
WHERE THE FUCK I AM.
IF I WAS BLACK,
WOULD YOU BE HERE?
WHAT?
WOULD YOU LOVE ME THEN,
NO MATTER WHAT I DID?
KEVAN.
WE'RE LATE.
[VENOM]
ORLY.
ORLY!
[EGGY]
ORLY!
PIC-N-MIX.
POPCORN, PLEASE.
YOU SAID
YOU WANTED PIC-N-MIX!
POPCORN, PLEASE.
BITCH, GIVE ME A POPCORN.
PLEASE.
PLEASE.
THE FUCK
YOU GRINNING AT?
YOU'D BETTER PRAY
HE DON'T PISS HIS SELF.
THAT'S YOUR DEPARTMENT.
ME? YOU THE ONE
WITH THE KID.
YEAH, WELL,
HE AIN'T MY KID.
I DON'T HARDLY
TOUCH HER.
I AIN'T GONNA BE WIPING
SWEET BOY'S ARSE, AM I?
YOU DON' TOUCH YOUR KID, MAN?
YOUR DADDY TOUCH YOU?
ME NEITHER,
AND WE TURNED OU JUST FINE.
I LOVE HER AN' ALL DAT,
BUT TOUCHING HER
JUST AIN'T NECESSARY.
FUCK THIS, MAN.
WHY YOU STRESSING ME?
I THOUGHT WE COME OU OF PRISON, STILL.
TAKES MORE THAN A KEY, CUZ.
IF YOU DON'T WANT TO DO THIS,
THEN WHY WE HERE?
SO YOU DON'T GO TO HELL.
A-HA.
A-HA.
BITCH, WHERE'S THAT POPCORN?
MUSIC NOT MURDER.
RAGGA NOT RAGE.
[SAM]
SORRY I'M LATE!
OH, IT'S OKAY, YOU'RE HERE!
OH, YOU'RE HERE.
HOW'S IT BEEN GOING?
OH, COOL.
WICKED.
SAFE.
WELL, WHAT'S THAT?
OH, NO, IT'S--
AAH! OH MY GOD!
AAH! OH MY GOD!
OH MY--
MUSIC, NOT MURDER.
BEATS, NOT BEATINGS.
[BOTH]
MUSIC, NOT MURDER.
RAGGA, NOT RAGE.
MUSIC, NOT MURDER.
BEATS, NOT BEATINGS.
MUSIC, NOT MURDER.
[KEVAN]
MUSIC, NOT MURDER!
RHYMES, NOT CRIMES!
HI.
HI.
MUSIC, NOT MURDER,
TRACKS, NOT ATTACKS!
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
ALL RIGHT?
OH, I'M GREAT.
JUST WICKED.
NO FUCKING BOYFRIEND,
NO FUCKING LIFE,
BUT HEY,
NO BRAIN DAMAGE!
OKAY?
I'M DOWNRIGHT LUCKY!
MUSIC, NOT MURDER.
VERSES,
NOT HEARSES!
J.J., EXCELLENT!
HEY.
EACH ONE,
TEACH ONE, COOL?
COOL.
HEY, I'M GONNA CHECK
BACK AT HIS PLACE, YEAH?
YOU JUST KEEP LOOKING,
YOU GET ME BRUV?
HEY, OI, EGGY!
I'M GONNA TRY THE PARK.
[EGGY]
ALRIGHT MAN,
YOU KEEP SEARCHING, YEAH?
OH NO, EGGY!
[J.J.]
EGGY!
EGGY, MAN!
J.J.!
HOW'S IT GOING,
YOU ALRIGHT?
GOOD TO SEE YOU, MAN.
HEY, WHERE'S VENOM AND...
HEY,
HEY, WHERE'S ORLY?
J.J., BRUV,
IT'S COOL--
WHERE'S ORLY,
YOU MURDERING BASTARDS?
[EGGY]
J.J., J.J.!
ORLY!
J.J., LOOK AT ME,
LOOK AT ME, LOOK.
ORLY IS FINE,
HE'S HERE SOMEWHERE.
J.J., WE'LL FIND HIM,
IT'S COOL.
IT'S COOL.
SORRY!
HELLO!
[VENOM]
ORLY, MY BROTHER!
WHERE THE FUCK, MAN?
[ORLY]
WHAT'S UP, BREDREN!
HOW YOU BEEN, MAN?
SURVIVING.
YOU LOOKING AFTER HIM, THEN?
FOR J.J., YEAH.
THAT'S GOOD, MAN.
THAT'S GOOD.
[VENOM]
SEE YOU AROUND, MAN?
PEACE.
PEACE OUT,
MY NIGGA!
FUCK'S SAKE!
BREDREN!
YEAH, FAIRY BOY,
LET'S GO YEAH!
[KEVAN]
OY!
WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK
YOU'RE DOING?
WONDERING
WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE.
I'M HIS FRIEND,
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
COME ON, ORLY.
WHO THE FUCK AM I?
JUST THE NIGGA WHO'S GONNA
HOSPITALIZE YOU, MUTHAFUCKA.
OKAY, DURAN,
THERE'S NO NEED FOR THIS.
HE'S RIGHT, EGGY MAN, AIN'T NO
NEED TO ESCALATE, ALL RIGHT?
EGGY? FUCKIN' EGGY?
ALL RIGHT, YOU KNOW WHAT,
GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS--
KEVAN!
OR WHAT?
OR I'M GONNA
HAVE TO BE THE MUTHAFUCKA
THAT HOSPITALIZES YOU,
NIGGER.
[GIGGLES]
[EGGY/VENOM]
NIGGER?
NIGGER!
N-I-G-G...
E-R!
[SHOUTS]
COME ON!
GIVE ME YOUR BEST SHOT!
YOUR BEST SHOT!
YOU THINK WHITE MEN
CAN'T JUMP?
THINK AGAIN, MOTHERFUCKER!
IT'S ALL RIGHT, PET.
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
YOU GET ME?
TIME, GENTLEMEN.
[GROANS]
[CAR HORN]
SWEETHEART!
[KKK]
I KNOW!
[CAR HORN]
ONE MINUTE!
ONE MINUTE, MATE!
BABYCAKES, HOW LONG YOU GONNA
BE IN THAT BATHROOM?
TAXI'S OUTSIDE!
I KNOW!
BLEEDIN' WOMEN.
POSSESS YOUR SOUL
WITH PATIENCE, MAN.
[WIND CHIMES]
BEAUTY TAKES TIME.
KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
OH MY GOD.
DIJON.
ALL IS FORGIVEN.
DIONNE.
TONIGHT, I'M DIONNE.
YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.
MIND THE LIPS!
[DOOR OPENS]
[FRIENDS WALKING IN]
BATHROOM!
[EGGY]
HEY, YOU KNOW HOW LONG
AN AMBULANCE TAKES
TO REACH THESE ENDS?
[VENOM]
FUCKING HELL, MAN,
IS WHA' YOU HAVE TO HIT HIM
SO HARD FOR?
YOU STARTED IT.
HEY, YOU GO SOME ANGER MANAGEMEN ISSUES.
JUST PUT HIM DOWN.
DANIEL?
FUCK'S SAKE, MAN!
WATER.
BATHROOM.
BATHROOM'S OCCUPIED!
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
DIONNE'S GIRLFRIEND.
[BOTH]
DIONNE?
DIJON, I'M
DIJON'S GIRLFRIEND.
HE ONLY JUST COME OU OF PRISON!
WATER!
I'M FINE.
FUCK'S SAKE, MAN, WATER!
KITCHEN, IT'S ONLY
UPSTAIRS.
FUCK THAT MAN,
DIJON!
[VENOM]
OPEN THE DOOR, BLOOD!
LOOK, DIJON!
DIJON'S SICK.
OPEN THE DOOR MAN,
IT'S ME!
I'LL GO UP AND GET IT.
LORD JESUS CHRIST,
BABYLON REACH!
HEY, YOU LOT.
WHASSUP?
WHASSUP?
WHASSUP?
YOU STAND THERE,
LOOKING LIKE A
DOWN-LOW J-HO,
AND YOU HAVE THE NERVE
TO ARX US WHASSUP?
WHAT THE FUCK
IS GOIN' ON?
NONE OF YOUR
BUSINESS.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN
YOURSELF, DIJON.
AND WHO THE FUCK IS THIS
IRRITATING BITCH,
YOUR BOYFRIEND?
[ORLY]
HIS LOVER.
AM I RIGHT?
THAT'S YOUR LOVER?
I'M ORLANDO.
SHIT, J.J.!
[KEVAN]
J.J., MATE, WHERE ARE YOU?
YOU DO KNOW
WHO I AM, YEAH?
YOU KNOW
WHAT I'VE DONE?
DO YOU BELIEVE
THAT'S WHO YOU ARE?
WHAT YOU'VE DONE?
WHAT ELSE CAN I BE?
HE'S ON HIS WAY.
WELL, WHY NO DO SOMETHING ELSE?
AND BECOME THAT?
[EGGY]
SO WHAT, YOU'RE GAY NOW?
NO, BLOOD,
I AIN'T GAY.
TRUST ME,
HE AIN'T GAY.
TRUST YOU?
YOU TURNED HIM
INTO A WOMAN!
I AIN'T TRYING
TO BE A WOMAN, BREDREN.
CAN'T CALL ME BREDREN
DRESSED LIKE THAT, MAN!
[CAR HORN]
I BETTER PAY
THAT TAXI OFF.
WE WERE GOING
TO A BALL.
[LAUGHS]
A BALL?
OKAY, CINDERFELLA,
HELP ME UNDERSTAND, YEAH?
WHAT THE FUCK
IS GOING ON?
AIN'T YOU GO A FEMININE SIDE?
IF I HAVE,
IT DON'T LOOK LIKE THAT.
WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE?
A LADY TRUCK DRIVER,
PROBABLY.
FUCK OFF,
THAT'S HIS JOB.
I DUNNO, DO I?
IT LOOKS LIKE LOVE.
LIKE WHAT?
HE SAYS IT LOOKS
LIKE LOVE, CUZ.
YOU LOT JUS COME AWAY FROM ME, MAN?
YOU ALL JUS TOO DAMN SISSY, MAN!
SO WHAT IF IT LOOKS
LIKE A LADY TRUCK DRIVER?
A LADY'S A LADY, INNIT?
HEY,
YOU STAY OUT OF IT,
YOU GET ME?
YOU ALRIGHT, DREAD?
YOU AIN'T CONCUSSED
OR NUTTIN, ARE YOU?
OH, I'M FINE, THANKS.
OH, MAN!
ORLY?
J.J.?
ORLY.
WHERE'VE YOU BEEN,
RUDE BOY?
LOOKING FOR YOU, ORLY.
THERE'S SOMETHING
WRONG WITH ME, ISN'T THERE?
THERE AIN'T NOTHING WRONG
WITH YOU.
YOU'RE PERFECT.
OH MAN!
OH MAN,
THAT AIN'T RIGHT.
THAT SHIT AIN'T RIGHT.
[ORLY GRUNTS]
HE PUT HIS TONGUE
IN MY MOUTH!
ORLY?
J.J. KISSES BOYS!
J.J. KISSES BOYS!
NO, ORLY, ONLY YOU.
IT'S ALRIGHT,
WE WON'T TELL ANYONE,
WILL WE?
J.J. KISSES BOYS.
[ORLY]
WOW,
WHOSE ARE
ALL THESE RECORDS?
YO, LET ME, YEAH?
[RAGGA PLAYS]
RAGGAMAN!
[MUSIC STOPS]
WHAT'S WRONG?
IT'S RAGGAMAN, ORLY.
HE DOESN'T LIKE US.
WELL,
THEN WE JUST HAVE...
TO LOVE HIM MORE, INNIT?
IT'S TOO DISAPPOINTING, ORLY.
YOU GET INTO THE MUSIC,
AND YOU'RE DANCING HAPPY
FOR THAT FIRST MINUTE,
AND THE LYRICS
JUST KICK YOU IN THE TEETH.
WELL, BEFORE THE LYRICS,
J.J., THERE'S JUST MUSIC,
AND THE MUSIC'S INNOCENT,
ISN'T IT?
MAYBE.
THEN IF WE JUST DANCE...
TO THE MUSIC...
SO ARE WE.
LET'S DANCE, J.J.
JUST FOR A MINUTE, YEAH?
IS WHA'Y'SAY,
STAR?
I SAY...
LYRICS.
LYRIC
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I CUT YOUR THROAT DEEP?
OH, WILL YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I MAKE YOUR HEART WEEP?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I TREAT YOU POORLY?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I LEAVE YOU LONELY?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I DON'T COMPLAIN?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I BRING YOU DANGER?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I RIP YOU...
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME NOW?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME NOW?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME NOW?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME
AFTER ALL
I'VE DONE?
HOW CAN YOU EVEN...
BE MY FRIEND?
STILL YOU HOLD ME
IN YOUR ARMS
LIKE YOUR ONLY SON
SO GRACEFULLY
YOU CRADLE
MY DISGRACE
AND WHEN THE FURY
STARTS TO RISE
YOU ARE RIGHT HERE
BY MY SIDE
AND WHEN THE DEMONS
GOT MY HAND
SOMEHOW YOU UNDERSTAND
BUT ONCE AGAIN
I BETRAY YOUR TRUST
AND EVERY TENDER HOPE
YOU HOLD WILL RISE
STILL YOU LOVE ME
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW COULD I HATE YOU
AFTER ALL WE'VE SHARED
WHY WOULD YOU THINK
THAT I MIGH RUN AWAY
WE COME TOGETHER
HUNGRY, HOPEFUL
SCARED
LONG ANGRY NIGHTS
AND ALL THESE
BURIED DEBTS
AND WHEN THE WIND
THAT CHILLS MY BONES
YOU ARE THE FIRE
IN MY HOME
AND WHEN THE FEVER
SEIZES ME
YOUR SONG RELEASES ME
AND WHEN MY ANGEL
TURNS AWAY
AND I SURRENDER TO HIM
AND THERE'S LIGHT OF DAY
AND SHAME
STILL YOU LOVE ME
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
YEAH!
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I CUT YOUR THROAT DEEP?
OH, WILL YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I MAKE YOUR HEART WEEP?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I TREAT YOU POORLY?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I LEAVE YOU LONELY?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I DON'T COMPLAIN?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I BRING YOU DANGER?
OH, DO YOU LOVE ME WHEN
I RIP YOU...
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME NOW?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME NOW?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME NOW?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?
HOW DO YOU LOVE ME?