Blackout Page #4
- Year:
- 2007
- 95 min
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Wherever he is, I'm sure he's fine.
I hope so.
How are you going to go
get Little J in Bed-Stuy?
By foot if I have to.
I'm gonna keep walking.
Hopefully, I can catch a cab or
a express van or something.
-I don't know.
-Hopefully.
You know, bin Laden
has something to do with this.
-You think so?
-Yes, man.
Where is he?
He should be here by now.
-Probably got stuck in traffic.
-You think I can get a cab at the corner?
-Let's do it.
-All right.
You know, when the going gets tough,
the tough get going.
"Searching for service."
Yeah, that's exactly what I'm doing.
I don't even have one of those things.
This is a low down dirty shame, people!
That even on doomsday,
you can't find it in your heart
to help a fellow man.
That's why it's about to get crazy.
This is nothing but a plot
by the government
to kill off all the black people.
The original man...
Hey, come on, taxi! Taxi, come on!
...until every last one
of you niggety-negroes...
MAN:
Oh, shut up!...is dead on the floor.
Like that.
Hey, taxi! Come on!
Maybe we better go back
to my apartment
until you can get a hold of your guy.
Port Authority says no trains
or subways are running...
What's up?
Yo, how the f*** you was going to
leave me like that back there, son?
Sh*t, nigga, 5-0 was coming.
Why the f***
you running from the police?
You see your mentality, dawg?
I don't know where
you come from, B, but around here,
you hear po-po coming, you dip.
You want to stand around
while they sweeping people up,
you go ahead.
'Cause any nigga will do...
Oh, I guess you don't have to worry
about that kind of stuff, huh?
-Mr. College Boy...
-Okay, dead that sh*t. All right? For real.
Don't run game on a nigga
who's known you all your f***ing life.
I know you.
Stop following behind those niggas, Ty.
For real.
You will end up in a real bad place
and I can't help you.
-Yo, C.
-Yo, get off me, son.
All right, man?
What's up, B?
Watching all these cats wilding out.
Yeah, for real.
These cats out here, man,
they ain't wasting no time, B.
I can understand the looting, right?
'Cause it's a blackout.
But damn,
can't they wait till the evening?
I'm saying, it's daylight outside.
I see you, nigga.
You know what I'm saying?
Crazy.
Hip-hop and R&B, 24/7 for the NYC.
I'm telling you, ain't this nothing?
Biggest blackout in American history
on the hottest day of the year.
What is it, like 98 degrees?
No air conditioning working.
I hear people over at
Harlsborough Projects are assed out.
They're calling me up like, "Asia, girl,
"you know, we ain't got no water,
no air, no gas, no nothing. "
I'm telling you, devil's playing games.
Give me a call, though.
Let me know what your story is.
Where you at? What part of the city?
What's going on?
What you doing up north?
-That's right, that's right...
-Just chilling.
I'm saying. I feel you, man.
-I'm scared.
-What the f***'s up?
I could've stayed locked
the f*** up north, man.
This some old Gaza Strip-type sh*t.
Motherfuckers ain't got no water.
This ain't no Third World country, dawg.
I'm an American, man.
Why work hard when you can
stick a motherf***er for free?
Everybody got
a solid motherfucking hustle.
Know what I mean? Cops out here
just going in niggas' pockets.
Prez out there
sticking niggas up for their oil.
Let's walk over to the Holy Land.
I'll bet you all them camel cocksuckers
are open.
Cactus-drinking motherfuckers
keep water and food.
And you know Wisdom
got to keep his commissary full.
I smell something.
Somebody's barbecuing something.
We need some grills
or something out here.
Go down there and get some chicken.
No, I'm chilling.
-Hold this.
-Send her down there. She done.
-I'll be back. Okay?
-All right.
Didn't your mama tell
you to go into the house?
-No.
-Yes, she did.
-No, she didn't.
-I think she did.
-No, she didn't.
-Whatever.
Oh, sh*t.
Sh*t! DeeDee, man, wake up.
Why the f*** you didn't
wake me up, man. What time is it?
Oh, sh*t, I gotta go.
-Yo, CJ, how's your mother?
-Just chilling. She's fine.
Start heading inside,
it's going to get dark, all right?
-Yeah, I will. Have fun, enjoy it.
-All right.
Oh, my God.
-Babe, are you okay?
-Yeah... Hey...
-Listen, I'm sorry I'm late, you know...
-You sure?
Wait, how did you get home?
Hey, you made it home.
Yeah. I trekked it all the way, too.
Ditto.
Oh, God.
Same way I always
get home baby, by train.
How's that possible?
What do you mean, "How's that
possible?" What are you talking about?
How'd you get home by train?
You know, I caught the train
like I always catch the train.
-Hey...
-Wait, Reggie,
what was you,
on some kind of magical train?
I mean, was it running on
batteries or something?
The power's been out in
the whole city since this afternoon.
Baby, you know, I didn't have
Maybe my train was...
Running on a special train.
Hey, we're running late
let's go get this thing going...
What are you doing, man?
What's going on?
Where were you, Reggie?
-What do you mean, where was I?
-Where were you, Reggie?
-Where were you, Reggie?
-Hey, baby, you know I got to...
What were you doing, Reggie?
What were you doing?
Yo...
-Where were you, Reggie?
-I been at work.
You was at work?
You gonna lie to me now?
You gonna f***ing lie to me now?
Get out!
-No stop it...
-No, get out!
Get the f*** out!
-Listen, baby...
-No, get your sh*t and get out.
Get the f*** out!
Well, I just wanted to make sure
you made it home safely, you know?
I should probably make my way out.
I didn't pack all my stuff,
so I have to come back later, okay?
I don't think it's such a wise idea to go
out there tonight. I mean, I don't...
I don't see what's the reason
why you can't stay one more night.
Another evening with me
isn't going to kill you, right?
Yeah, yeah, I guess you're right.
Hey, the fridge is still cool, you know.
None of the food is spoiled.
That's good.
-Are you hungry?
-Yeah.
You're probably hungry.
Got some food on the stove.
-I'll go get it.
-Okay.
Okay.
Hi. This is Susie.
I'm calling from Chelsea.
And I just wanted to say
where I am right now,
things are really kind of beautiful,
you know.
We're all sort of hanging out together
and taking in
and helping each other, you know.
And there's a guy on the corner
with like...
And my neighbors have
that they're carrying out to people.
And the kids are all playing
out on the street.
It's kind of like a big street party,
you know.
And we're all just pulling together
and enjoying the time together.
It's a great time for us
to get to know each other, actually.
So, I know it's still so hard,
but we're having a good time
and pitching in...
I don't know, it's like the spirit of the city
-What's up, man?
-Chilling. I'm good.
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