Fury of the Fist and the Golden Fleece

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1

Farid Morocco

My fellow Americans, thank you

for sharing your time

with me tonight.

Tonight we're

launching an effort

which holds the promise of

changing the course

of human history.

There will be risks and

results take time.

But I believe we can do it.

[narrator]

I heard about a man who carries

his own coffin.

He doesn't wear a watch.

He decides what time it is.

[playing "La Cucaracha"]

[laughing]

[music stops]

[screaming]

[farts]

[yells]

[music resumes]

[moaning]

You know why they call me

Nino Grande?

[women shrieking]

Nino, are you ready for dinner?

[laughing]

-Drop 'em.

-You gonna make me?

[The Fist]

No. But Dirty Harry will.

Ay, chinga!

I've been looking for

the six-fingered man.

What does that make you?

I am Nino Grande!

You bang my sister.

Now! Prepare to die!

[grunting]

Nino Grande,

always a foot short.

Adios, muchacho.

You just got Fisted.

[women chattering]

[women moaning]

[spurting]

This is a stick-up, mofos,

put your hands in the air!

We can either

do this the easy way...

Or my way.

-I can do it both ways.

-Give me everything you've got.

Lollipops, chains, keys,

jewels everything.

I don't want your

dirty ass cash,

where's your bling-ass pimp?

Spread out!

I want this b*tch

platinum by morning!

Put your weight on it.

Fools!

Everybody, bow your

heads to Superfly.

Your new god.

Don't you all know who I am?

-Who is that guy?

-You don't know,

that's, that's...

That's the best kung-fu rapper

on the planet.

What you looking at,

motherf***er, you ain't

gonna do--

[screams]

What the hell are you

doing, Chinaman?

[screaming]

Now put some weight on it!

You ain't nothing but a fake-ass

Bruce Lee kung-fu fool!

Hey, don't you la-la's

know who I am?

You better ask somebody!

-Superfly motherfuckers!

-That's right.

Hey, somebody get this

fake-ass pimp?

[moaning continues]

-Superfly motherfuckers!

-That's right.

Bow your heads!

And girls, ladies,

you with me now!

Take his hat too.

What's my name?

-Superfly motherfuckers!

-What's my name?

-Superfly motherfuckers!

-What's my name?

-Superfly!

-Remember...

I'm Superfly!

When you see me coming.

Bow your heads!

[narrator]

New York City, 1984.

Ain't nothing like the

Disco-funk, free love

of the '70s.

Grown men are moving right on

back home with mama.

And everybody's on welfare.

With the central planners in

full genocidal effect,

this whole city man,

needs a hero,

to fight back against

the blight, the smack,

the crack, the gangs,

the boys in blue,

the agents in suits.

And all that trickle down

Reaganomics bullshit!

We find our heroes in the

most unusual places.

[alarm blaring]

[grunts]

Okay, man, okay.

Goddamn, you like King Kong.

Conyo, wake up, man.

Come on you gotta do your job.

Don't call me conyo, pendejo!

You don't even speak Spanish!

I speak everything,

what you talking crazy for?

-Dude you want me to

call the IRS?

-You mean the I-N-S.

Whatever I send your

ass back to Guantanamo.

I'm from Mexico, cabron.

What the f*** difference does it

make where you're from,

Hector?

Did you want me to come,

we start over again?

This eye in the sky

You know what I mean

Vengeance is mine

Yeah, you know how I feel

Wipe the self

The felt is the birthplace

I see the G-O-D

In some blackface

Zeroes and heroes

Fist knew about this

Solid ages

Flagrant, and they talk sh*t

What has the world come to?

What are you gonna do, Fist?

Return to sender.

Now you talking, baby!

That I like.

Keep it coming...

Well, ain't this special.

Okinawa Jackson was wondering

when you

homos was gonna show up.

Sign says the shop

opened 20 minutes ago.

Okay, Jackson. Get a job, man.

You know what I saying.

I talking to you.

Guapo, that's not funny.

You know I got fired from

Chuck E Cheese last week.

Is that why you wearing your

Mickey Mouse outfit?

Guapo! You know I'm broke, man.

Wanna buy me some Chuck's?

-No, man.

You know what I buy you?

-What?

I buy you some

Soul Glo in your fro.

Because it looks like you got

pelicans in your head, man.

Man, I can't afford a haircut,

okay? Hell, I can't afford

clippers, shoot! And my rent...

It's too damn high!

[man] You got meet for

the week? You gotta order

anything from the boss?

[Willy] I got more beef than

you can handle.

[man] Okay.

Order up.

Yeah, give Okinawa some water.

Okinawa, you know water costs

money, right?

Come on, man. I'm black.

I'm hot.

-What's that have to do with you

wanting water?

-I'm black, I'm hot.

-So what? Again, so what?

-Black people need water

when it's hot.

KGB! What's goin'

on wit' ya? Hey?

How about you hook me up

with some

of them Soviet b*tches.

-Them's the finest honeys ever.

-Yes, good. Boss there,

must sweep.

Boss? Where?

What are you talking

about, crazy lady?

Remember, boss is

always watching.

Listening. Video cameras,

listening devices, everywhere!

He likes to watch.

-But you can't get

away all day...

-Like Soviet Russia.

Shut up! On hay,

down by the bay,

all day, on hay, by the bay,

when the kids come to play,

but you can't get away all day,

'cause when the kids

come to play,

all day on hay,

down by the bay,

when the kids come to play,

cause one way,

or another, crime don't pay!

You know what, you know

what a hassa is?

It's a pig that

don't fly straight.

You know that hassa

hasn't paid me in two weeks.

-He pay you, Willy?

-Not a damn thing.

No, he don't pay Willy either.

What you doing, cuckoo bird?

Hey, the loony bin is

down that way.

What you need?

I just want you to know,

we're being watched.

They're everywhere.

They're everywhere.

They're everywhere.

People are getting killed...

And I'll have a bagel burger,

fries and a Coke.

Willy, let me get a bagel burger

with fries, Coke and a Diet Coke

for that loony guy.

Hey, you don't want that burger.

If I get you a good lawyer,

we can sue the government

for your crack addiction.

You know that the CIA sells all

the cocaine, right,

all the crack?

The Drug War's a fraud!

It's a fake, it's a scam!

And don't believe it!

You know that CIA! CIA!

Runs all the drugs

in this country!

On the planet! It's nonsense.

They made it up so they

could take all of our money.

They made it so they can

steal our tax money!

F***ing thieves!

I'll just have fries then.

Just the fries.

You know--

[shrieking]

Ho, it's a stick-up. Okay?

I don't want nobody to make

any kind of f***ing noise.

I know you got some

money in here.

-Hey, give me your money.

-I don't have anything.

You don't have anything,

how about you?

There's something wrong with

everybody in here, okay!

Manolo, is that you? Manolo...

Primo, what are

you doing here, Guapo?

What am I doing, I work at the

Bagel Burger.

What are you doing here, man?

-You work here?

-Yeah.

Can I talk to you real quick.

I'm going through

some things, you know.

And my food stamps, they don't

really buy me anything,

no Coke, nothing.

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