Dance Flick Page #4

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your beat-up bucket.

Anyway, come on, let's go. Get...

- I thought...

- Just get in, hurry, hurry up.

You, hold this.

All right, here we go.

First, you need to take off

that sorry ass coat...

'cause it's country,

and you look country in it.

Take off those whack ass earrings,

'cause those are played.

And those shoes they've got to go.

Come on, hurry up. All right.

Now, put this on.

And take a little bit of this

and some of that.

Now, you are good to go, girl.

You look good. You ready.

Yo, check it.

- What it do, shorty?

- Damn!

- Girl, you looking good now.

- Let's bounce, girl.

Not y'all.

- Yo, what up, A-Con?

- Yo, what up, fam, you good?

- Chilling.

- All right. Dude.

Oh, hell, no. Con.

Got some girls coming to the after party?

No doubt, I'll bring the condoms, B,

I got you.

- Yeah, I'll be there, man.

- You ain't invited.

- Cool, I'll bring the chips.

- Hey, A-Con.

- How you doing, love? Love, you good?

- Good, looking good.

- You're looking better.

- Thank you.

- What up, ma?

- Get out of here!

Sorry, I'm taken.

Hey, ladies!

Yo! Hook a sister up.

- Don't look, don't look.

- At who?

My baby daddy, that's him over there.

Don't look.

I see you. How you doing?

Why don't you ask

how your son is doing?

That's a line you ain't tried in a while.

- Can I buy you a drink?

- You need to buy your baby something.

You right.

- Hey, bartender.

- Yeah.

Let me get a milk on the rocks,

and put it in a sippy cup.

- You got it.

- Oh, yeah...

...and a Patrn pineapple for my son.

- So, you wanna dance?

- No.

Come on, Charity.

You know you wanna dance with me.

That's all you ever wanna do,

is argue with me and dance with me.

Come on.

You so crazy.

I'll be back in, like, five minutes, okay?

One second.

Turn around!

So, what do you wanna drink?

I don't know.

You're the genius, remember?

You know everything.

I don't know everything.

Like I don't know how Jermaine Dupri

got with Janet Jackson.

And I don't know why porn stars pray.

It's pointless.

You know God's up there like...

I definitely don't know how Star Jones

didn't know her husband was gay.

I mean, he laughs like this.

You need to take care of your

responsibilities.

Yeah, but you still love me though,

right?

You right. You know what, boo?

I was thinking that we should have

another baby.

This is my song! Yes, yes!

I'm so happy! Yes, yes!

I'm so excited! Yeah!

Yes!

- Come on, let's dance.

- No, I really don't feel like dancing.

Come on. I wanna see you

dancing circles around me.

- Okay.

- Watch the body.

Let me show you how it's done.

Right.

- Where am I?

- Where are you?

- I don't know. Where am I?

- Where'd you go?

- Where did I go? I don't know.

- Seriously, though.

- Where are you?

- Here I am.

- Oh, hey. That was...

- Just magic.

Follow me.

Yeah. Step. Step.

- This is easy.

- Yes!

That's right, your boy A-Con

in the building right now.

Yeah, here we go, y'all. Bass drop!

Put your hands up

Put your hands up...

You got a $20 bill

Put your hands up...

You got a $50 bill

Put your hands up...

You got a $100 bill

Put your hands up...

Now give me all your goddamn money,

everybody, right now!

That's right, B!

Come on, that's right. Put it in there.

Trick or treat, smell my heat,

so me and my baby moms can eat.

Come on!

Hey. Yo, where y'all suckers going?

Well, well, well, if it isn't the Pied Piper

of short dancers.

We're ready to battle.

So you think you can dance?

Well, step up. Bring it on.

'Cause we,

we America's best dance crew.

Yeah!

Hey! What'd I tell you?

Like Michael Jackson's video!

- I lean, you catch me.

- Okay. Okay. All right.

I think y'all better roll bounce

before we stomp your yard.

And take honey here with you,

'cause she's coyote ugly.

You better be at the Streets.

We gonna be at the Streets, fam,

so y'all best be on yourjob.

Oh, we on ourjob. Let's roll, 409!

- What you gonna do?

- What'd I say?

Man!

Thomas, hang on!

Thomas, wait! Hold on a second.

- What was that back there?

- Believe me, you don't wanna know.

- Well, I had a great time tonight.

- I'm glad you liked the club.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- You got a ride?

No, I'm just gonna walk home.

No, no, no, no. There's too many

wannabe thugs around here.

- Yeah, I'll walk you.

- No, it's fine, I can protect myself.

I was actually hoping

you could protect me.

- You're serious.

- Yeah, I'm serious.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Don't worry about me.

Lil' man is packing.

Good night.

Do you have one of those?

- I had a really great time tonight.

- Yeah, me, too.

If you ever wanna, like,

hook up sometime...

...and work on your dance moves,

I'm totally, like, up for it.

- Well, yeah, that'd be great.

- Well, I'll see you tomorrow, then.

- All right. Thanks for the dance.

- No problem.

You have to teach me that one.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- See you.

- Bye.

My house is that way.

Are you gonna do your show tomorrow?

Don't have any more alcohol.

Don't you see what it's doing to you?

It's ruining your life. You're on the floor

with no shirt and tight pants.

Promise me you're not gonna have

any more alcohol.

I promise.

Don't have any more alcohol or else

I'm gonna disown you. Say you promise.

I don't have anyone.

What? What do you mean?

Of course you have me.

I don't have a little black boy.

That's true but that doesn't mean

you don't have me. So say you promise.

I promise.

All right. Let's warm up.

Okay, let's do this.

- Okay.

- Yeah, now you're getting it.

See, hip-hop is aggressive.

It's raw, so what I'm gonna do

is I'm gonna invade your space...

...and then you invade mine back.

- It's like a battle. All right?

- Okay. Okay. Okay.

All right. So, I'm gonna guide you.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Your space, my space.

Your space, my... How's that feel?

- Good. Good.

- Good? All right.

'Cause I'm gonna let go

of the training wheels now, so...

- Really?

- Yeah, get ready.

- Okay.

- You got it. Feel it.

It's aggressive.

You gotta be aggressive towards me.

Okay.

B*tch, what's wrong with you?

You just gonna invade my space?

Don't invade my space!

You're gonna invade my... Knees!

Good.

Now what you gotta do

is learn how to back your sh*t up.

- You wanna try it again?

- No, no, no.

- All right.

- I'm good.

Very good. Very good.

So, that's it for today. Tomorrow

I'm gonna teach you how to do this.

Okay.

So, tell me, what's up

with you and A-Con?

I don't get why you guys hang out.

You're so different.

Look, me and him got into some stuff

a while ago. He got caught, I didn't.

But he never ratted me out,

so I owe him for that.

But don't you wanna be something

more than just a street thug?

I know you've got bigger dreams

than that. What do you wanna be?

I wanna be a doctor.

I bet you wanna work with kids,

don't you?

- No, vaginas.

- What?

I wanna be a vaginacologist.

They're all I think about.

Big ones, small ones, the cute ones

with the little Hitler mustaches on them.

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