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hwp My first...
my last...
my everything.
And the answer to...
all my dreams.
Youre my sun...
my moon...
my guiding star.
Sing!
Thats what you are.
I know...
theres only...
only one like you.
Theres no way...
they could have made two.
They couldnt have made two!
You the only one!
Youre all Im living for.
Your love Ill keep forevermore.
Youre the first.
Youre the last.
My everything.
Oh, shit!
Go, man, go!
What you got?
Dodgers tickets,
Lakers tickets...
and Phantom of the Opera
tickets.
Its theater.
You ever been to the theater?
What the hell wrong with you?
Nobody give a damn
about Phantom of the Opera.
Franklin,
theres money in culture.
Let me tell you something,
Roland.
Black people
dont want to see that.
Get me some good shit,
like Luther Vandross tickets.
Luther Vandross is not culture.
Fuck culture!
People complain about
these fucked up tickets.
Youre making me look bad.
Next time,
come up with some better stuff.
OK.
Im not fuckin with you.
Im for real!
You owe me.
I dont owe you shit.
Where have you been?
Youre supposed to wash it,
not take it for a joyride.
Where you been?
I been looking for you.
What?
Ive been looking for you.
Im glad I found you.
Get the hell on.
Thats him. Lets do this.
I need two on the floor.
I need $ .
Same time. I dont know you.
Willie.
All righty.
Get out of here.
Try to hide some of this.
Keep it on the down-low.
Youll get a nigger busted.
Get me locked up.
Hurry up.
-How we doing?
-What you need?
Let me guess.
Two to the Phantom of the Opera?
Ive already seen it.
Wait a minute.
You that silly ass reporter
from the Channel Five News.
Channel actually.
Whats up?
James Russell. How you doing?
Wonder if we can talk to you
on camera.
Julio, is that all right?
Whatever you want to do.
Lets roll it.
Speed.
-Wait a minute.
-Cut.
Let me straighten out my shit.
Im ready. Lets go.
Youre ready? You sure?
Im sure.
This is James Russell...
reporting on our city
and her crimes.
Im here talking
to the car wash hustler.
Youve got
quite an operation here.
What is going on down here?
Im a businessman.
What the fuck you think
goin on?
What?
You cant use
that kind of language on TV.
What language?
Fuck.
Fuck what?
You cannot say "fuck"
on television.
Fuck that.
You the one wanted an interview.
Hurry up. I got shit to do.
I got shit to do, also.
Get on with it.
Speed.
This is James Russell reporting
on our city--
Hey, Franklin!
Whats up?
I gotta go.
Yall do a commercial
or find somebody else.
What up, Carmine?
I aint seen you in a long time.
Fucking cut!
When am I gonna get my money?
What money?
Wait a minute.
Youre talking about
the money I owe you.
Im gonna pay you.
You know Ill pay you.
And I got your phone calls.
When you call--
Somebody stole my phone.
Can you believe that shit?
I dont like brothers,
and I dont like welchers.
Killing you would be double fun.
Stop playing.
What are you talking
about killing for?
If you kill me,
how am I gonna pay you?
Open the door,
get out of my car...
get on the street,
and get my money.
Im gonna get it,
but dont leave mad.
Give me a hug or something.
-Get out.
-A kiss?
Franklin Hatchett?
He dead. They buried him
at the Compton cemetery.
Youre under arrest.
What the fuck yall doing?
I didnt do shit!
Nobody ever does.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Wait a minute.
Ill give you $ .
to let me out.
Bribery, too?
In the car.
Watch my head.
He offered me $ . .
Channel help a brother out?
Geraldo!
You aint gonna do nothing?
Im gonna get your ass!
A serious crime.
Justified punishment.
This is James Russell reporting.
Channel News.
We got him.
We didnt get shit.
Lets get out of here.
I am dead serious.
The po-po trippin.
Ever since that O.J. shit.
I was rolling down the street,
wasnt doing nothing.
They gonna pull me over.
I was just living
ghetto fabulous.
I had five of my finest hos--
Are you hot?
A little,
but I was just chillin.
The cop pull behind me,
lights and everything--
"Get out of the car."
I said,
"I aint gettin out the car."
Then all my hos was scared.
They was like, "We scared."
They be saying stuff
like that.
I was like, "I aint stopping.
I aint do nothing."
And he said, "Get out the car."
I got out and said,
"What you calling backup for?
"This is between me and you."
They got my license,
my registration, everything.
You gotta talk to em.
Stop playing.
He started trippin.
Thats when I slapped him.
I put his handcuffs on him...
put him in the back seat,
