Biker Boyz

Hey, sexy, let's go.

Yo, Chu Chu...

No, I'm out, man. He's coming.

It's a rap. He's coming!

No, he's coming.

Tell Smoke his punk-ass...

...was supposed to be here|30 minutes ago.

Instead he out there hiding.

Instead of coming|and facing me like a man.

Listen, Chu Chu,|he'll be here.

No, that's bullshit.|I'm out.

He'll be here.

I want my money.

Listen, if you ask me...

...he's just waiting|to make an entrance.

Look out,|little girl.

All right, I'll give him|five minutes.

No, make it one.

Black Knights!

Hear ye! Hear ye!|Gather 'round!

Black Knights in town.

And all you mere mortals|need to bow that ass down!

If you have never seen Smoke|do his thing on a motorcycle...

...then you have never seen...

...a brother on a motorcycle|do his thing.

Oh, glory be to God...

...y'all, 'cause you know|He had a vision.

He put Arthur Ashe on the clay...

Jackie Robinson on the diamond...

Muhammad Ali in the ring|and my man, Smoke...

...on the two wheels!

So don't be s-s-stuttering|and standing your ass around.

Get down on your knees|and bow that ass down.

Word!

He's still gonna lose.

Slick Will.

Right on, brother.

What up, Kid?

Hey.

Long as I can remember...

...my dad and Smoke|were best friends.

As long as anyone can remember,|Smoke was known...

...as "The King of Cali."

But if anyone outraced him,|they could win his crown.

203 races.

I ain't found nobody with enough|ride to take this from me.

Let's make it a lot better.|Two grand.

Sound like money|in the bank to me.

Cha-ching.

The deal was,|a lot of people had dreams...

...of one day winning that crown.

You all right?

Yeah, I just needed|more acceleration.

Yeah, and you would've|fallen on your behind...

...a lot faster.

Come on, let's get this.

All right, Dad.

Here we go.|One, two, three.

Go help get Smoke's ride|off the truck, all right?

Damn!

Damn!

Damn.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

You're sort of in my path.

I like the way you put that.

Put what?

You could've said|I was in your way.

But you said I|was in your path.

You know, it's like|me and your paths...

...are meant to cross.

Feel what I'm saying?

No.

Anyway, my name is Kid.

You want a medal|for that or something?

I just want some|conversation, that's all.

Just a little conversation.

Hmm.

Well, there's|only one problem, Kid.

What's that, beautiful?

I don't converse|with prospects.

Excuse me.

A prospect.

I was at the bottom.

I wanted to be recognized|as a true rider.

Especially from my dad.

Dad. Dad!

What?

When do I get my colors?

What?

I'm saying,|this prospect thing...

I can't roll|like this no more.

That's Smoke's call, boy.

Good, man. Good.

Damn, Will,|she is tight.

The way I saw it,|my concerns were not his.

Being Smoke's mechanic,|there was only one rider...

...my dad seemed to care about.

Nice work, Will.

Hey, thanks, baby.

You, too, Kid.

Hey, Smoke, listen, man.

Burn rubber,|not your soul, baby.

Burn rubber, not your soul.

I don't see why we stay up|all night fixing his bike...

...while he takin'|all the bows.

First of all, "we" didn't|stay up all night, I did.

You fell asleep, remember?

Second of all, you know,|Smoke always tells me...

...that when he lines|his bike up for a race...

...he doesn't see anything,|he doesn't hear anything.

Just a finish line.

A cat like that gets in the|zone... That's a gift from God.

Sound like bullshit to me.

Well, you should wish|you could be half as good.

My dad once said the difference|between men and boys...

...is the lessons they learn.

Well, my father|taught me plenty.

Is that nitrous I smell...

...up underneath that|bike, Chu Chu?

What you smell is your ass,|which I'm about to take.

No, what I'm smellin'|is victory, brother...

'cause, by the time you get|to second gear to kick it in...

I'll be across the finish line...

...and all you gonna smell|is my smoke.

And that's when you gonna|wake up and realize...

...the only reason you smoked|so much ass up in Fresno...

...is because I wasn't in it.

I bet a G on Smoke.

You take Chu Chu.

Chu Chu? Aw, hell, no.|Not Chu Chu, man.

See, Slick Will is almost|as good a mechanic as me.

Almost.

You gon' have|to take Chu Chu.

You must be crazy.

Brothers,|when the green light turns red.

Smoke, Chu Chu.

All right.

Let me tell you something.

Bottom line:
I don't want|to hear all of this.

Somebody ain't got my money.

Why it got to be like that?

Let's go, baby!|Come on!

Go! Go!

Yes!

Yeah!

Oh!

Will!

Come on, hurry up, man!

Will! Will!

Hey, get an ambulance!

My God!

Breathe!|Now, breathe!

Don't touch him!|Don't touch him!

Don't nobody touch him.

...thank you for the life|of William Alex Crooms.

If it's all|right with you...

...we'd like this|buried with him.

Everybody has signed it.

He'd be proud to have this.

Look, Nita, if you need|anything, money, anything...

...come to me first,|I got you.

You all right?

Just got to get|out of here, man.

Jalil, you know I don't want him|playing those violent games.

It's not that violent,|is it, Willie?

Nope, it ain't|that violent.

Okay, that's it.

You go to bed...

...brush your teeth...

...and take them little|cruddy shoes with you.

Hey, hey.

Five more minutes...

...on that phone,|then I want you off.

We're going over homework.

Oh, I was not born|yesterday, Miss Thing.

Five minutes.

All right, scrub,|move on over.

Oh, yeah, let Mama|give that baby...

...a little spanking,|come on.

Okay.

Let's see what|you're working with.

You're the scrub.

Honey, your mama|got skills.

Ooh.|That must've hurt.

Boy, you still alive?

Go on, lay down and die.

You're injured?

Let me just finish|you off... Here you go.

Ooh!

Hey!

Man!

That's all right, baby.

I'll give you a rematch.

It is all right.

Yeah, I know it's okay.

I'm gonna go get me|something to eat.

Boy, you just ate dinner|an hour ago.

Stop tripping.

Jalil...

...you be careful.

Don't worry about me.

I usually only get|gunned down once a night.

Cee Cee! Cee Cee!

Off the phone now!

Donny!

Yo, Donny, come on,|I'm calling you out!

Donny!

Go on. Ten dollars.|Have your cash ready.

Donny, come on out!

Yo, what's up, Jerome?

Kid? Oh, sh*t, Kid!

Yo, dawg!|Put me down, man!

Hey, where the hell|you been, brother?

Man, ain't nobody|seen you since...

Any-anyway, man, it's good|to see you again, dawg!

Yeah.

I have $500 that says|I'm gonna take your helmet.

That's a funny dude.

I'm gonna go bust|his fool ass.

Now, hold on.|Is Donny here yet?

Yeah, he's here.

I mean, if you want me to,|I'll tell Donny what's up.

Have Donny bust that fool,|feel me?

Donny.

Yeah.

Yo, Kid, don't be such a|stranger, man, come on.

Whoo! Looks good.

Yeah, you hooked|this one up.

It looks real good.

You're gonna have|to keep this on here...

...for another day|at least, though.

Mm-hmm.

Yo, I need you|to hook me up.

I got this new girl|who want to get a tattoo, right?

Uh-huh.

She want to put my name|on her cheek.

I take it you don't|mean on her face.

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