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Crooklyn Page #5
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1994
- 115 min
- 3,430 Views
- Who is that?
- That was Nate.
- It wasn't me, Mommy!
If the TV's not off,
I'm whippin' everybody.
[Joseph]
Troy! I have to go to the bathroom!
- [Knocking]
- Open up before I pee on myself.
Come on, Troy!
- [Knocking]
- Troy! What are you doing?
Come on!
Open the door!
...if you ever
chastise your boys.
Hey! Clinton,
don't let me get up there!
- Clinton!
- [Joseph] Troy!
In a minute!
- Walt Frazier's not payin' my bills!
- It ain't about Walt Frazier!
[Carolyn]
I'm sick of this sh*t.
Troy! Troy!
Surprise, boys.
- I'm watchin' the game!
- Boy, I'll knock you out.
- What's the big deal?
- I said no TV on
a school night, damn it!
The Knicks got a job.
You need an education.
out the window.
Troy, let Boogie
in the bathroom.
She won't let me
watch the game.
How dare you go to your father
to defy me, boy!
- Let him watch the game.
- Woody, don't touch me.
- Come on, Gem.
- Get your hands off of me.
- Troy won't let me go to the bathroom.
- Shut up!
I own this mammy-jammy house.
I pay Con Ed for the electricity.
When you start payin' the bills,
everybody else gets to decide...
when you put the TV on and when not.
I'm watchin' this game.
- Boy, I'm gonna knock you out!
- Get off me!
[Screaming, Shouting]
Hey, Troy!
[Shouting, Screaming]
Everybody, stop!
Stop!
What I want...
is some respect for my work...
in this house.
You get out of my house.
You call your brother, and
you tell him to come and get your sh*t.
That's just fine.
If that's what you want,
that's what you get.
[Nate] See what you did?
See what you started?
- [Clinton] It wasn't my fault.
- You want to go to your room?
[Nate]
You want some ice?
# I, oh, I #
# I know a place, y'all #
# I'll take you there #
- [Door Buzzer]
- Ain't nobody cryin' #
# I'll take you there #
# Ain't nobody worryin', yeah #
# I'll take you there #
- [Indistinct Shout]
- # I'll take you there #
- Now with black side.
- # I'll take you there #
- Hey, little Miss Coomish Mimmish.
- Hi, Uncle Brown.
- Here's the other bag, man.
- # I'll take you there ##
- You ready to go?
- Yep.
- Get down.
Troy, where's Clinton and Nate?
Nate's upstairs with Mommy,
and Clinton's in his room.
- Okay, Boogie, I'm gonna see you soon.
- I'm gonna wait for you.
No, come on. Come on now.
You're gonna be a big man.
I'll put you in a big chair.
Like that? Hmm?
V-v-v-oom.
- Bye-bye, Daddy.
- Bye-bye.
All right,
Miss Coomish Mimmish.
Don't go, Daddy.
You're too grown
to give me a hug, huh?
Come on.
Now...
I'll be over at Uncle Brown's.
You have his number.
You call me if you need me, okay?
- Okay.
- Wendell?
Come on, Wendell.
Don't be like that now.
Wendell.
- Okay, Troy?
- Yes, Daddy.
All right.
- Bye, Dad.
- [Door Closes]
Good morning, Mommy.
How are you today?
I'm fine.
Thank you, ladybug.
I made you some breakfast.
I see. Thanks.
- All y'all mad at me?
- Nah.
[Door Buzzer]
I'll get it.
- Hi, Daddy.
- Hey.
- Where's Mommy?
- In her room.
Come here.
I want to talk to you.
Guess what? I cleaned the kitchen,
and I made Mommy breakfast.
- That's great.
- I think she's feeling better now.
That's good.
Troy, your father's sorry
about last night.
It's not your fault, Daddy.
You know Daddy doesn't want to fight
or yell or scream or holler.
is play his music.
- That's all.
- Maybe if you played
other people's music...
Mommy wouldn't
scream and yell at you.
I can't do that anymore, Troy.
I got to work on my music now.
Well, maybe you should
just go for taking her out on a date.
- You think so, huh?
- I do.
Hey, listen,
this is for you
and your brothers.
- What, you don't like candy no more?
- No, I do.
I want you to give this
to your mother for me.
- Okay?
- Sure.
- Everybody else doin' all right?
- Yeah. I think.
All right,
Miss Coomish Mimmish.
Come here.
Hey.
I love you too, Daddy.
Ah.
These are from Daddy.
He told me to tell you he wants
to take you out on a date.
Candy from Dad.
Can I have a quarter?
# Oh-oh yeah #
# Who #
# Mr. Big Stuff #
# Who do you think you are #
# Mr. Big Stuff #
# You're never
gonna get my love #
# Now because you wear
- # Oh, yeah #
- # And have a big, fine car #
# Oh, yes, you do now #
# To give you my love #
- # Oh, yeah #
# Mr. Big Stuff #
# Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff #
Thank you.
# You're never gonna get my love ##
- I still say y'all are rich.
- No, we aren't.
Yes, you are. I can tell by these fancy
antiques and that foreign car you got.
It's not fancy.
It's just rare. Ow!
Oh, my God!
I gotta go home.
Thanks for the ice cream.
- Yeah.
- Happy you drove my company away?
# Tell me, tell me
Who do you think you are #
# Mr. Big Stuff #
# You're never gonna get my love ##
[Squeals]
Stupid!
I hate you! Idiot!
Hey, Wendell!
You seen my tickets?
- No, it wasn't me.
- Hey, man, you can't find the tickets?
I know, man. Shoot!
I can't find 'em.
Well, keep looking.
Troy!
Troy, I know
you can hear me calling.
Troy! You seen
my Knicks tickets?
- Who cares about you and your stupid...
- You seen my tickets?
- If you touched my tickets,
- Break it then.
- Ow! Get off of me!
- Shut up! Give me my tickets.
Why should I? You started
the fight between Mommy and Daddy!
- Give me my tickets!
- You're hurting me!
I don't care.
Gimme my tickets and I'll let you go.
All right, n*gger.
I hate your guts.
I hate your guts.
Who told you you could go in my room
in the first place?
Next time, I'm gonna punch you
in your face. Heifer!
I spent them funny-lookin' nickels
of yours also.
M-o-o-o-o-m!
H-E-L-L N-O
and you are not it.
Outta here.
# There's a German in the grass
with a bottle up his ass #
- Hell, no.
- N-O spells "no" and you are not it.
Hot peas and butter!
Come and get your supper!
Come on. You can run faster than that.
I know you can find it.
- You can't even guess. Come on, come on.
- I warned you!
Miss Carmichael, I see you.
- Be quiet.
- I heard that.
You better keep tryin'.
Oh, you're cold.
- [Kids Chattering]
- Oh!
Oh, you boilin' hot!
[Indistinct Shouts]
I beg your pardon.
I beg your pardon!
- Bye, Troy.
- Bye, Minnie. See you tomorrow.
Where you goin', Troy?
And you stop
following me, Greg.
I ain't followin' you,
Troy old boy.
Troy!
Huh?
I need to ask you somethin'.
Clinton claims you stole
his prize collection of Buffalo nickels.
They're very valuable,
and they mean a lot to him.
- Did you take them?
- No.
- Did you take 'em?
- No!
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