Bulworth Page #4

for five years.

Go on. You're good.

He ain't doin' it to honor

all the subspecies of life.

Hey.

Good to see you, my friend.

That's...

What you said

at the church... brave.

If you haven't

been able to talk to me...

you can talk to me now.

- Go stand by the door.

- Why?

- Keep a look out.

- Nobody can get in.

Good work. Sit down.

Tell these n*ggers what's up

Come, come get it

Senator?

Sir, if you're having...

Excuse me.

I need to talk to the Senator.

If you're having a problem,

we should talk about it.

What are you concerned about?

I'm concerned that you told

300 people in a black church...

they wouldn't be a factor...

as long as we're controlled

by insurance.

I'm concerned you went to

a Beverly Hills fund-raiser...

and told people in entertainment

their product is lousy.

And, since many of them

are Jewish...

you thought it prudent

to mock their Jewish paranoia.

I'm concerned we're in a club

in Compton...

before the most important

campaign swing.

God knows what illegal activity

is taking place...

and you're smoking marijuana!

I work for you.

You call the shots...

but I can do my job much better

if you just tell me...

what is this new strategy?

Have a drink, Murphy.

Live your life.

Bartender.

What the hell are you

doin' here, sugar? Chillin'?

God damn!

Leroy, get over here!

Have a drink on me, sweetness.

Leroy, look who's here...

Clint Eastwood! Damn!

- That ain't Clint Eastwood.

- What do you mean?

That's George Hamilton.

George Hamilton?

He got that TV show.

Hey, George, what's happenin'?

What's up, man?

God damn!

- He with you?

- Yeah.

What's happenin'?

I don't care who you

think you know. You can't enter.

What you doin'?

Senator, this is fun,

but I'm gonna tell Mac...

to get ready to go.

Put it away.

What's up?

Hi.

You lost, massa?

How you doin'?

This place

ain't for you, motherf***er.

Can we talk?

This place

is for our homies, real n*ggers.

- He ain't no n*gger.

- I ain't no what?

You ain't no real n*gger.

Is you a real n*gger?

You callin' me n*gger,

motherf***er?

Don't call me n*gger,

motherf***er.

Would you prefer

"motherf***er, " motherf***er?

What the f***?

You can't call me motherf***er.

Sh*t!

You gotta get out of here!

I don't need my sister

coverin' my ass!

Yes, you do!

- Move.

- Where you goin'?

Get in your car and go!

I saw you rush your brother out.

That's f***ed up.

He owes me money.

If I left him there,

you'd cap his ass.

Motherf***er rip off L.D.,

he a dead-ass motherf***er.

I give people protection

around here. Right?

Mm-hmm.

I can give you

protection or pain.

It's wrong to embarrass me,

Nina...

wrong and detrimental

to my way of life.

That motherf***er owe me money.

I'm workin' on gettin' it.

I'm tired of playing with you.

Whenever I see you,

you say that.

I said I'm gonna get it.

The only reason his legs

ain't snapped by now...

is 'cause he's your brother.

If you fall absolute

I thought ya knew,

I thought ya knew

B*tches are hustlers, too

I thought ya knew

Now, what I really want to know

Is where did little Nina go?

I'm lookin' here,

I'm lookin' there

But I can't find her anywhere

Where, oh, where

Is little Nina?

I'm happy with Nina

Hello, Nina

Where you been-a

Nina, Nina

Nina

Has anybody seen 'er?

Nina, Nina where you been-a?

You're the prettiest girl

Leave.

OK, OK

You come downstairs,

and then we'll play

Excuse me.

Coming through. Sorry.

Damn, motherf***er,

watch yourself!

I am terribly...

You's a sorry-assed

motherf***er.

I'm terribly sorry, ma'am.

Keep walkin', b*tch.

I'll whup your ass up,

motherf***er!

I'll give you five dollars

to buy a new suit, punk!

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

- He won't leave.

- He's not tired?

I doubt he's slept

the past five days.

- There's something else.

- What?

He's rhyming now.

- Rhyming?

- Rhyming.

He's talking in rhymes.

It's very, very disconcerting.

Yo, Nina, Nina, I'm over here

And this is really good

if you give it a chance

I never even knew

that I could dance

I guess some people can

and some people can't

But I don't even care

if I splits my pants

We had a neighbor

who'd lose her mind sometimes.

What's weird is,

when she got that way...

she'd only speak in song lyrics.

Murphy, Feldman,

you're lookin' pretty beat

I thought you might feel better

with some ribs to eat

Eat 'em, gentlemen,

you'll think they're really fine

And if you want a couple more,

you can get 'em anytime

I'm incredibly frightened.

Hey-oh

Hey, hey, hey-oh

Hey-oh,

hey, hey, hey-oh

Hey, you sing, hey-oh

Hey, hey, hey-oh

Hey-oh

Hey, hey, hey-oh

Let's go, come on,

just bounce to the beat, yeah

Just bounce to the beat

Just bounce to the beat, yeah

That George Hamilton

sure can move.

Just bounce to the beat, yeah

I once knew a girl

named Peggy Sue

The only thing

that she liked to do

Was take the club,

get on the funk

All I did was jump and go

Hey, Lou,

look at that girl right there

The one with the weave

all in her hair

Just bounce to the beat,

yeah, yeah

Just bounce to the beat,

come on, come on

Tell that girl in the blue

What she got to do

to get with you

Come on, just,

just bounce to the beat, yeah

Just bounce to the...

Tell that girl in the big ol'...

Talkin' 'bout the firm

That is, that is,

that is, that is

My pops used to warn me

Never fall victim to the pornie

Keep the p*ssy tight

The... the... the p*ssy,

the p*ssy tight

The p*ssy... the p*ssy tight

That b*tch

If I'm gonna f***,

raise that dick

I whip my dick out... whu-whu...

When I whip out my dick,

I do my duty

Hey, guys!

The dick,

his dick, his dick

Plays that dick, that d-dick

I need some p*ssy

Some dick, dick

Senator Bulworth, sir?

The fund-raiser!

Some p*ssy, his dick,

some p*ssy, his dick

The Beverly Wilshire

fund-raiser starts in 5 minutes!

Senator, the brunch

begins in five minutes.

But are you up to speaking?

Up? What's up?

Perhaps Barbara Boxer

should talk.

It'll be fine.

Give me the speech.

Hey, Murphy, we had a good time.

You're very tired, sir.

Just give me the speech.

You girls want breakfast

at the Beverly Wilshire?

Where's Nina?

We could drop you at

that chicken and waffles place.

It's really yummy.

Have you ever tried it?

Where's Nina?

Nina said

she'd see you later, George.

- I'm comin'.

- Oh. OK.

I think it'll be fine.

He got it out of his system.

Don't worry.

I'll be fine this time.

You can get some sleep

at the hotel afterwards.

It's gonna be fine.

And freshen up.

OK, Macavoy.

Beverly Wilshire, chop chop.

You got nothin'

to worry about.

I'm tellin' you,

the man is a rock.

He looked in my eyes and said,

"This bill is un-American. "

This man is granite.

Good. We're down 31/8, and

the bill's still in committee.

It never will get out.

Jay Bulworth's on this baby.

I'm sure all he needed

was a good meal and some sleep.

Senator?

Your speech, sir.

Go get 'em.

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