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That's not gangsta.

Got you.

- What do you want. Raj?

- Sin LaSalle produced her single.

So?

Man, that b*tch hung me out a window!

Now he gets to be a producer?

I ain't havin' it.

At least he's not hanging out at strip clubs

in the middle of the day.

Listen to me.

Chili called.

He said Linda played with Aerosmith

and killed.

Tried to offer me some kind of a

back-end bullshit deal to promote her.

Can you believe the balls on this guy?

So what you sayin'?

He's gonna make her a big star?

Not if he's dead.

Are you sayin' we can smoke him?

I'm saying you and Elliot

take care of him.

And I'll forget you tried to take me out.

Elliot, you home?

Elliot? Chili Palmer.

Got you an audition

on a Nicole Kidman picture.

T's next Tuesday at 3.00.

Give me a call.

No, he ain't.

Delete that sh*t.

I love that blues guitar.

It's nice.

I mean, it's lyrical, but it's tough now.

I could almost see the video.

We should get Shotgun

to do the video.

Now, he tight.

We'll never get him.

The man's the Scorsese of music videos.

It won't happen.

The man was my production assistant

on Get Leo.

I'll get him.

Linda! T was beautiful.

But when you do the hip thing.

need like a... more hip.

Like a... sexier hip.

Like a bigger. Sexier hip.

You... you'll do it.

I'll be back.

Okay? Right on action.

It's late. Shouldn't you

and Baby Huey be sleeping?

That's it?

No "Hey, Nick"?

"Good to see you, man"?

"Did you lose weight?"

She's good, bro.

You get Miss Bangkok in there

and you've got something.

Well, you always had an eye

for talent, Nick.

I think it's time you, me, and Edie

had a little talk.

You wanna talk business,

you talk to me.

You leave Edie out of this.

I'm already in negotiations with Edie.

I'm just coming to get you.

Is that right?

Well, if it isn't Flea Diddy.

It's P. Diddy.

Don't be comin' up in here

like you know anything about rap.

I bet I know more than you do.

You probably don't even know

who the Sugar Hill Gang is.

But I know who

the Bust A Cap In Yo' Ass Gang is.

Let me tell you something, Chil.

When I told you I wanted us

to work together, I was being genuine.

I could tell.

But now that Linda's making

a name for herself,

she's gonna need a real professional

managing her career.

So I'm gonna need

that contract back.

You know, just take it.

It's yours.

It takes a big man to realize

a bigger man swings a bigger dick.

Nobody's a bigger dick than you, Nick.

So what the hell is this?

That's Linda's contract.

We thought you'd appreciate the irony.

You know how turnabout's fair game.

Fair game. I like that.

That could be the name

of my next girl group.

Take care, Chil.

You disrespected me.

Move yo' ass.

It's a damn shame, Chili.

'Cause now what you're gonna do

is have to go commit suicide

up in a dark alley, man.

There goes your audition.

What audition?

I left you a message.

Stop bullshittin', man.

- At home and on your two-way.

- You didn't leave me a message.

I checked my messages.

Nobody called me.

Sounds like maybe

somebody erased your messages.

Check your two-way.

Go ahead.

Stop this sh*t.

We got business to take care of.

- You need help?

- All right.

There you go.

Is that it?

Just hit that button?

How could you do that, Raj?

What are you talking about, man?

Why am I standin' here?

You've been erasing my messages?

I have an audition on Tuesday.

What?!

Ain't no damn message on that thing.

Green light's on, man.

- How could you do that, man?

- Why you trippin' on me like that?

- E. Weazy!

- Elliot, be cool, man.

Cap easy in yo' ass!

- How could you do that?

- You actin' crazy, man!

Put the gun back

where it belongs, man!

You never wanted to see me in movies!

- Come on, sugar tank.

- After all these years, "sugar tank"?

- Come on, man. Check in.

- You afraid of the big gay man?

I'm your ace, man!

I've been your ace!

What? They got me!

Get 'em! They got me, Elliot!

They got me, man!

- Tuesday, right, Chili?

- That's right.

Sorry about your comrade, comrade.

- What the hell is this?

- Don't know.

- What the hell?

- Nick Carr!

You're under arrest

for the murder of Joe Loop.

And now, the final nominee

for MTV's Best Video of the Year.

Linda Moon, with her performance

of her smash hit Ain't No Reason.

Tell me, have you ever felt

like the sky was falling down

But the sun is gonna shine again?

Tell me, have you ever felt

like you've been left alone

But you know deep down you're wrong?

I wonder, have you ever,

ever felt a little unsure

But then again secure?

Tell me, have you ever felt

like you've been left alone?

But you can't 'cause you know

Ain't no reason to

No, no, no, no

No, no

Have you ever felt like giving up

But you know you love him

way too much?

I wonder if you've ever felt

Yeah

To

No, no, no

Ain't no reason to

No, no, no, no

Somethin', somethin'

Somethin' goin' down

Yeah, yeah, yeah

No, no, no, no, no

Ain't no reason to

No, no, no

Ain't no reason to

No, no, no

Ain't no reason to

No, no, no, no

Ain't no reason to

No, no, no

Tonight, you've heard

the five nominated songs. Dabu.

Yeah, I'm Dabu the Great,

you know what I'm sayin'?

We got the Dub MD's in the house.

Yeah.

The Best Music Video Award

goes to...

Tell 'em, Dabu!

First Believer. And now this.

Ain't No Reason To.

Linda Moon.

Fourth award of the night!

Yes!

- Sin.

- Linda Moon, what up?

Thank you.

Thanks.

This is amazing.

First, I would like to thank

my producer Edie Athens.

I'd also like to thank Hy Gordon

and Sin LaSalle.

Thank you.

And last, but not least,

I would like to thank the guy

who has believed in me

from the very beginning.

He made all of this happen...

Chili Palmer.

Thank you.

Thanks.

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