Beat Street Page #3

I'm afraid this performance

is limited to our students.

- How come no one told him that?

- I thought they had.

I made it perfectly clear to Lee.

That's cool. Ain't no big deal.

I've never been on TV before,

so if you just flip on that tape...

I don't think so. Maybe tomorrow,

if you come back, we can...

- But I don't understand.

- We're too busy now.

Wait a minute. He can't see the tape?

After you all check him out

like he's some freak?

- Wait a minute...

- You wait a minute, mister.

Lady, you're showing people

how you down with breakin'...

and that's bullshit,

because you ain't down with nothing.

And you looked so proud.

"I found that little n*gger myself.

Do I get an A, teacher?"

You're like all the biters.

You just take a bite and leave the rest.

- Our tape!

- Let him have it.

Linda.

Little runt.

Carmen!

Ramon!

Where have you been all week?

I missed you.

I had some stuff to take care of.

Yeah, I know.

I've been wanting to talk to you.

- Where's Julian?

- He's in the kitchen.

- I brought a gift for him.

- You did?

Hello, Mrs. Cavarro.

Here's your daddy.

That's a joke.

How can you even look him in the face?

Ramon.

It's so beautiful.

A little T-shirt doesn't make up for anything.

When will you take

some responsibility, Ramon?

- I'll put it on him right now.

- Is everybody deaf?

- Mommy, please don't start.

- I have to know why...

I'm sorry.

You can see how bad it is here.

Take us somewhere.

I got no place to take you.

Please, Ramon.

We'll be together.

- Where?

- Anywhere.

Two more.

Now single count.

Reach left and right,

and left, and right. Come on.

Hold on now. Just four more.

- Yes?

- Is this Lee Kirkland's house?

I'm Lee's mother. What you want him for?

I'd like to talk to him.

Maybe you want to talk to his brother.

I'd like to talk to him, too.

- Come on in.

- Thank you.

This young lady's looking for Lee.

For what?

Could you turn that down a little?

Lee's out right now.

If you want,

I can tell him what you came for.

Exactly what did I come for?

To get your tape back.

Who do you think you are?

You wreck my class with bullshit about me...

taking a bite out of your brother

and leaving the rest.

Let me tell you something.

I'm not a taker, and I'm not a user.

I told Lee exactly what was involved.

He's out right now.

I don't know what to tell you.

You just tell him I came by.

I know where Lee's at.

Where?

It's kind of dangerous.

I mean, you might not be up to it.

- Let me be the judge of that.

- Yes, ma'am.

Can I ask what you were doing?

Mixing, just trying some new stuff.

Like what?

It's kind of hard to explain.

Do you want to hear something?

Yeah.

See, I tape anything I think sounds good.

You know, add it with a lot of other stuff.

Water coming off a pipe...

making that tick-tock sound.

Add a little reverb.

Or this...

That's my piece.

- You mean you wrote that?

- Why, is that strange?

No.

That is some heavy sh*t.

You know, it's not so different

from what you're doing here.

How do you mean?

When I wrote this,

I tried to combine different styles...

- but it's really hard.

- Tell me about it.

I can't get the sounds in my head on tape.

I haven't got the right equipment.

You should come to school.

We have great equipment.

- I'd introduce you to the studio guy.

- You'd really do that?

Yeah.

You still feel like being dangerous?

Come on.

You sure now?

Let's go.

Where are we going?

Down there? I'm not going down there.

You're crazy.

It's not too far. This time of night,

locals run every 16 minutes.

- There's lights all the way.

- I'm not going down there.

I'm not gonna let you get hurt.

I promise.

There's no electricity this side of the tracks.

Stay right with me.

When the spur comes in up ahead,

just watch where I'm walking.

Right over here.

Train!

A white one.

Train's coming.

Come on.

- Yo, Ramo.

- Yo, check this out.

All right. Get back up, guys.

I saw a cop on that last train.

Hurry!

- Hi, Lee.

- Hi. How you doing?

I dig it. This is really fresh, Ramo.

Where'd you learn to do this?

- English class.

- No, I'm serious.

No kidding.

I used to trace these old DC comics,

'cause it was so boring.

That's where I figured out

all the streaks and blurs and sh*t.

Not too high on that cloud, all right?

You're gonna go over that Phase 2.

Come on, I ain't stupid.

What's Phase 2?

Phase 2 is the guy who practically

invented the idea of burners.

Before that,

everything was just these little tags.

A tag is your name.

And this...

That's a burner.

Pack it up!

Want to get something to eat?

No. We got some plans.

How about you?

Do you have brothers and sisters,

besides Lee?

I had an older brother.

What happened?

He was in this big gang in the Bronx.

He was into some bad sh*t.

When the cops came down on them...

a lot of guys got wasted,

and Franklin was one of them.

I was 12 years old, and I was mad.

I wanted to go to war.

But my friends told me that that was stupid.

Anyway, gangs died out back then.

Are you cold?

No.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Not really.

What are you doing here?

You have a home?

Damn, you smell good. I'd say you got up.

Be cool, Kenny. Let me hear the details.

Kenny, was she good?

- What?

- Man!

Little brother might have to learn

that information someday.

Turn me loose right now,

or you'd better never let go.

See that, Lee? Man gets a little nooky,

he cops an attitude.

He already has an attitude.

Damn it! You're gonna give me rabies.

You keep your voice down.

What are you doing here, man?

Opportunity is beating on our door, man.

DJ at the Burning Spear

got his fingers smashed by his little brother.

Slammed 'em in a window.

We'll be in Kool Herc's office

before Kool Herc.

- Kenny, tell me how she feels.

- Shut your dumb mouth.

Sounds to me like Double K is in love.

Better get some sleep, brother.

We got work to do.

It's a shame about

Super Ease's hands and all...

but you're gonna love Double K.

He is the baddest,

the freshest young DJ in the Bronx.

He better be.

Funk

Ain't it funky now?

- You think you got it together?

- Yeah, man, it's chill.

All right, you people get ready to cheer

For the Christmas show

at the Burning Spear

All you hip-hops are in for a treat

'cause Santa Claus is on Beat Street

Open up your door

I'm Santa Claus, and guess what, y'all?

I got something to show

I came to bring some Christmas spirit

I got a big bag, now guess what's in it

Something for the rich

and something for the poor

So Merry Christmas and ho, ho, ho!

"Ho, ho, ho, Merry Christmas", my foot

I'm gonna tell you what Santa really put

Under my so-called tree

But in reality looked like nothing

but a decorated pole to me

Man, you talk about a tree,

it makes me wonder

'Cause I never had a tree

to put anything under

If I ever did luck up and get a tree

There was never anything under it for me

Man, y'all should be glad that I didn't quit

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