Down to Earth Page #6

For someone to love you

All you need | is someone who cares

For someone to love you

Someone who will always be there

Well, that was different | than what I thought it would be.

Different good | or different weird?

It was a little bit | of both, I think.

I guess you just didn't | seem like my type.

Not your type. | So, uh, what's your type look like?

It's not all about looks. I mean, | you don't have to be fine or anything.

I just kind of like a guy | with all of his teeth.

Well, that's a good rule. | That's a good rule.

I like a slim guy. | A guy with a goatee.

Nice eyes. | And he's gotta be funny.

Hmm.

I guess I don't have a chance.

- What's your type? | - My type?

I like my women | same way I like my coffee-

Puerto Rican.

- Just playin'. Just playin'. | - You watch it.

Oh, boy, here we are.

So, can I call you?

Well, let me ask you somethin'.

All that stuff you were sayin' | at the hospital,

were you just tryin' | to get with me?

At first, yeah.

Yeah, that's all | I could think about.

Then I remembered what you said. | "Do somethin' positive with your money. "

So I figure, you know, | I'm in this body, I might as well help.

I mean, if I get with you, great.

But if not, | at least somebody'll be happy.

You know what? | I- I better go.

Yeah. I guess I better be goin' too.

Yeah. I wonder | who the Knicks played.

I think they played | the Lakers or somebody-

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. W-Was I wrong?

No, it's- I knew you were | gonna try to kiss me tonight,

and I thought I'd be mad,

but I'm not.

It's- It's somethin' | about your eyes.

You know, the first kiss...

is always in the middle | of a sentence.

It's always like, "Yeah, | tomorrow I'm gonna go to the zoo,

because I got this whole thing | with orangutans, and I just-"

Or...

it could be like, um, "Did you hear | about that new war in Russia?

I heard they were gonna-"

So I can call you, right? | I mean, just to talk.

No nasty talk or anything. Unless | that's what you're into, then, hey!

Good night.

Yes! Yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

- My baby! My baby! | - Yes!

- Oh! | - Yes! Yes!

Yes, yes!

Yes! Yes! Yes, yes!

Oh, no | That's how Ruff Ryders roll

- Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie | - What, what

Then niggas wonder why | niggas wanna die

Yes! Yes!

Get off my foot, b*tch!

- Okay, let's go. | - Hey! Don't sneak up on me like that.

What are you, The Great Gazoo?

Sorry. Hi. How are you? | I got a new body for you.

I don't need the body anymore. | This one's just fine.

We have about one minute to get you | into this truly fabulous corpse.

Hey, I'm cool with Wellington.

You know why? | 'Cause Sontee's cool with Wellington.

I just waited through Ol' Dirty Bastard, | Mystikal and Silkk the Shocker for you.

Keeping this body | is not an option,

regardless of whether | you're smitten with some girl.

It's not some girl. | It's the girl.

I mean, you got heaven, | But you don't got this, man.

She's fine. She's smart.

We like all the same stuff. | We hate all the same stuff.

She laughs at my stupid jokes.

And I don't have | to censor myself around her.

But you know what? She only knows me | as this guy Wellington.

So I don't want | to up and change now.

Lance, trust me, | it's better this way.

- Yo, money, gimme your wallet. | - One second.

Are you sure I won't die | for 40 years?

Are you sure I won't die | for 40 years?

- Technically, yes- | - Mother-

But this body's just a loaner! | Nobody listens to me.

Come on, man! Rob me! | Don't run! I got money! You bad!

What does that mean, he wants to be | more involved with running the company?

It means, uh... | he wants to be more involved...

with, uh, running... the company.

I thought you had him | under control.

I do. I mean, I did. I don't | really know where this came from.

It's like he's gone crazy.

Maybe the fact you were shtupping | his wife changed his attitude a little.

There's really no need | to get, uh, personal.

I'll tell you | what I take personally:

the statement, "What if | we lose a few million dollars?"

I didn't get into | this business to lose money.

Do you think this goody-two-shoes crap | that Wellington's been spewing...

extends to, say, auditing | the company's finances?

- Jesus, I hope not. | - Blah, blah, blah. Let's just kill him.

What are you laughing about?

Winston, do you want to take | the lead on this one?

Cisco, you know what I need you to do?

I need you to get in contact | with a man named Whitney Daniels.

He lives on 104th and Lennox. | Tell him I need to talk to him.

Uh-

Pretty sweet, huh? | Up here, Mr. Daniels.

Entering second floor.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah. | I saw this girl the other day.

She was ugly.

She's so ugly, she's talkin' about | give her a booty call.

I said, "Girl, you so ugly, | I'm gonna give you a zootie call. "

What the hell do you think you're | doing here, huh? This isn't your act.

Calm down. Hey, hey, hey! | Everybody, Whitney Daniels!

Shut up!

You guys have been great, but we're | gonna take a little break right now.

All right. Come on, everybody. | Let's get back to work.

Come on.

What the hell is going on here?

I know it looks kind of crazy, | but if I'm gonna get...

an amateur spots at the Apollo, | I'm gonna need a place to work out.

Y- You wanna do one of | the amateur spots at the Apollo?

You?

What do you do, | have your butlers...

hang around comedy clubs | and steal people's acts?

- You think my act is stolen? | - I know it is.

Personally, I would have | stolen some better material.

But the kid who wrote it, | he used to work it pretty well and-

Two Rheingolds comin' at ya.

Thanks a lot, Cisco.

Damn, you took everything | from the kid, huh?

Don't tell me that Rheingold | is all you can afford, Mr. Wellington.

Whit, I didn't steal anything.

I just want to play the Apollo. You're | the only man who can help me do it.

No. I'm out | of the comedy business.

Last person | I was gonna help is dead.

But, anyway, | he was a special case.

Really? | What was so special about him?

About him? Nothin', really, | ifyou want to know.

He didn't have much talent to speak of.

But no matter | how bad it went-

and, believe me, sometimes | it went really bad-

he wanted to get back onstage.

He was a good kid.

And I wanted to be there | when things got good for him, but-

Thanks for the beer.

Whitney, it's me- Lance.

Uh- I got hit by a truck,

and I went up to heaven, | and they took my body quick.

And I'm in heaven, | and it's all blue.

And this guy- | And then the other guy, Mr. King,

he looked like Ricky Ricardo and-

I don't know if it's drugs you're takin' | or drugs you need to be takin',

but do something.

Whitney, remember when we did | that gig in Atlantic City?

They were supposed to pay us 500, | but they only gave us 250.

And we got real drunk | and hung out with these two girls.

We got so drunk, we thought | they was transvestites.

Turns out they weren't | transvestites.

They were just | two real ugly girls.

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