Be Cool Page #3
- No. No, you did not.
- Can I talk to you for a minute, man?
Marty, hold on a sec, will you?
What do you want, Raj?
It says in the paper that Chili Palmer
used to be a gangster.
He was a hired hand.
You know him?
Tell me what you want, Raj.
Linda Moon says she's gonna leave
and have Chili Palmer be her manager.
She told you that?
No, man, he told me that.
What'd you do?
I told him she's got five years
on her contract, you know.
You feel you had to explain it to him?
You didn't kick his ass?
Man, he hit Elliot
right in the damn throat.
He broke him smooth down.
Wow. What a surprise.
Elliot's a f*ggot.
P*ssy.
You think it's cool to have a queer
for a bodyguard?
What good is he?
Chili Palmer's no manager.
He's a talker.
You shoulda hit him in the mouth.
What he does is make movies
about shylocks, 'cause that's all he was.
A shylock.
That's right.
He did that movie Get Lost.
That's my sh*t, man.
That sh*t was tight.
There is no way
we are losing Linda Moon.
"A," she's under contract,
and "B," she's under contract.
So, what's crackin'?
You want Joe Loop.
Man, all I want is
for Chili Palmer to disappear.
You want Joe Loop.
Yeah. Joe Loop.
Loop. Nick Carr said should call.
Yeah, sure.
Well. got something
for you to take care of
or do need to call somebody else?
No, no, no, no.
You don't understand.
I would love to.
Here's your breakfast, sweetie.
Pancakes again?
Panca... Yes, pancakes again.
Baby, would you tell this girl
when we were comin' up,
all we had was sugar sandwiches?
Please. She does not know
how good she has it.
She does not know
how good she has it.
- Bye, baby.
- Bye, Mommy.
Bye, baby.
Deshawn, eat the pancakes, okay?
I put cinnamon on there,
there's butter, they're very good.
The strawberries are fresh.
Eat up.
We got ten minutes, okay?
I don't want you to be late.
Top of the morning, Marge.
Top of the morning, Sin.
Ain't this somethin'?
What's up, dawg?
Must you play into the stereotypes?
Turn that mess down.
This is the suburbs.
I'm on the damn Neighborhood Watch.
- Who did it?
- Not me.
You know, that b*tch
owed me 300 grand.
I shoulda sent the coalition.
Now sh*t's gonna have to get ugly.
Ugly?
Why you trippin'?
It ain't like you need it.
Dabu, it's the principle.
Today it's 300 grand,
tomorrow it's three million.
I gotta send a message.
I feel ya, dawg.
You talk to the PD?
The police?
"The poli... "
The program director.
Check this out.
Well, hello, Mr. Program Director.
You see what happen
when you don't spin my records?
Good morning, guys!
Hey, y'all, speak to my daughter.
Good morning, Deshawn!
Deshawn, sweetie,
why don't you go back inside?
Okay?
Daddy's having a little meeting.
I'll take you to school in my car.
Bye, guys!
Good-bye, Deshawn!
Okay, boo-boo.
All right.
Play my records!
You hear me? Play! Play!
Play my records!
Play Dub Records! Dub MD's!
- Move yo' head. Move it.
- Stay still!
She gone?
I'm telling you, Edie,
she's got a voice,
she's got the attitude.
- You're gonna love her.
- Sounds like you love her.
Well, if you're asking me
if I think she's talented, yes.
I can't believe this.
Condolences on a two-way and
half of them are Tommy's ex-girlfriends.
Look, Chil, producing an album,
you know, it's not like making a movie.
Good.
I think movies are too corporate.
I like to be spontaneous and creative.
I'm just saying, you know,
the music biz is a b*tch, you know?
It's dangerous.
It's rough out there.
Believe me, I know.
That's why I loved working at
MoMo's club, if you know what I mean.
What'd you do at MoMo's?
You book bands?
Not really.
- Were you a bouncer?
- Not really.
You really were a shylock,
weren't you?
Did I tell you
that she writes her own music?
Here she is.
Here we go.
You ready to show off?
Chili, look, I'm so sorry,
but my damn replacement didn't show up.
I ended up stuck in the drive-through.
It's all right.
Calm down, calm down.
Edie, Linda.
Linda, this is Edie Athens.
This is Tommy's widow.
Hi. Nice to meet you.
- Look, I'm really sorry about being late.
- Don't worry about it.
So Chili tells me
you've got a great voice.
Really?
Well, you do.
That is so sweet.
Thank you.
Is this where you play?
I can't really afford my own piano,
so they let me play here.
Come on, let's go hear you.
Yeah? Let's go.
Life is what you make it
At least that's what they say
Well, I think I'm gonna make it
Fulfill my dreams someday
I feel this fire growing
Deep inside of me
I'm so inspired knowing
that it's my destiny
I breathe like a champion
I dream like a champion
I see I'm a champion
It's meant to be
My will's getting stronger
I can't wait any longer
I'm singing a song
that's inside of me
'Cause I'm a believer
I know that I can make it
no matter what they say
'Cause I'm a believer
The future is now
It starts today
I'm impressed.
Did you write that song?
Yeah. It's called'm A Believer.
Just tell us you got
nine more just like it.
Forty more.
But as long as I can do 'em my way.
I like that.
- Let's get you in the studio.
- All right.
Good girl.
You weren't kidding.
I mean, the girl's got something.
- She's amazing.
- I told you.
I mean, the only thing is, you know,
it costs a lot of money
to break someone, you know?
I mean, we gotta pay a mixer,
a publicist.
Hey, look.
- Steven Tyler's in town.
- Yeah.
Aerosmith playing
at the Staples Center.
Tell me Dream On is not the greatest
rock 'n' roll song you ever heard.
You know what we oughta do,
we oughta call him.
- Call who?
- Steven.
Why?
So he could listen to Linda's music,
he could see for himself it's terrific,
and maybe he'll help us launch her
at his concert.
- That's a great idea, Chil.
- Yeah.
Hey, and maybe
Bono and Sting'll come down
and we could all cut
a Christmas album.
You know him, don't you?
Know him? Steven Tyler.
Chili, I know his socks!
He's never gonna remember me.
Edie, you have a tattoo of Aerosmith
on your ass.
You can't get a meeting with him?
We want Steven Tyler,
we get Steven Tyler.
Would let the music
do the talking to me
to tell me what lyrics to sing.
And even when got caught up
in not having anything pre-written.
Which never did. would scat to it.
It's just the music.
It's the funk.
It's the sound. It's the words.
It's the rhyme. It's the sh*t.
You can't be creative
unless you step outside a little bit.
T's...
A little early, aren't you?
Open house is on Sunday.
- Yeah.
- Hey, it's Chili Palmer.
- Yo. Chil.
- How soon can you get here?
2:
00 A.M.And there's traffic on the 405.
- Who's your friend?
- I don't know.
I come home and he's bleeding
all over my one-sheet.
Is this the guy that did Tommy Athens?
Nah. That guy had a black eye
and was wearing a rug.
This ain't no rug, pal.
This guy's got plugs.
I hate plugs.
It looks like doll's hair.
Personally, I think grafting's
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