House Party
- R
- Year:
- 1990
- 100 min
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This is the party.
Chris! You awake?
Breakfast is on the table.
Come eat this sh*t
before it get cold.
lt'd help if you
wouldn't call it sh*t, Pop.
lt'd help if you get
your ass down and eat it.
Pop, Play--Peter's having
a party, and l wanted to...
Finish your breakfast, boy!
Yo, man, you are wrong.
We're homeboys.
Why you pretending like
you don't want to D.J. the gig?
l don't D.J. for free anymore.
Plus, you never provide
transportation.
How do l get my turntables,
records, and speakers there?
Yo, man, l have the house keys
and the car keys.
My parents--down south,
way down south. We're in.
Let me rap,
and then we'll consider it.
You already got gonged
Why you want to embarrass
yourself again?
l've been practicing.
l got dope lyrics.
hooking you up with.
This ain't no tackhead party.
Def women like those.
You like that?
l do.
Check this out. lt's Play time.
Hook me up, all right?
That's a weave, girl.
Yo, ladies, ladies.
l know y'all gonna be
in attendance...
at the super-def,
throw-down jizzam of the year.
Sharane, you hear anything
about a party tonight?
Not any good ones.
Yo, wait a minute.
Don't even try and play me.
l'm not beggin'
either one of y'all.
-You have before.
-You will again.
Listen, you know the address.
10:
30, and you canbring some friends.
Hey, don't play.
Since you're not into sharing,
l'll get my own.
While you're over there,
give the ladies my regards.
Right.
Stab, l'm really sorry.
l'm sorry. l'm really sorry.
No, don't get up.
l'll get you another milk.
l'll pay for it myself.
You need a milk?
l'll be right back.
lf l was you,
l'd kick his f***in' ass.
Damn.
You went out like a sucker.
So if l throw with them,
you got my back?
Of course. You know that.
l'm your man.
You know l'm gonna take--
-Hi, Kid.
-Hi.
You finished?
We were about to sit with you.
l was gonna sit a little longer,
so you should.
Are you really not coming
to the party tonight?
Why? Should we?
lt's up to you.
lf you weren't going,
l'd probably skip it, too.
-We'll probably see you there.
-Maybe.
You should be nice to him.
You started it.
"Why? Should we?"
Shut up.
Anyway, l was over there, right?
That's twice.
You conscious motherf***er.
You got a sleepwalking problem,
we can fix it.
We'll break your legs
and kick your f***ing ass!
l'll break my leg off
up in your ass so far...
you'll sh*t sneaker for a month.
-l've done it before.
-He'll do it again.
Why you sweating me, man?
You're wrinkling
my school clothes.
"You're wrinkling
my school clothes."
Yo, wait, wait.
What's the problem?
Your mama can't afford no iron?
Tell her to come on over
to Stab.
l'll put her on the stroll.
She can save up, get one.
He can't f*** with you.
Watch out, man! Watch it!
This punk motherf***er
throwing sh*t at us.
l smell something, man.
l definitely smell something.
l smell p*ssy!
-He's a p*ssy, man!
-Kick his ass!
How you like that, boy?
Do it, do it!
Go, go, go!
Wait, wait. OK, now!
OK, fellas!
What you got to say now, punk?
Your Shaolin technique
is very good.
He thinks we're joking--
Homeboy, you all right, man?
lt's over?
Kid, we had your back.
Yeah, way back.
Damn.
Mr. Wilson with the Jell-O...
but Stab called my mother a ho.
You see, my mother's dead.
l'm very sorry about
your mother, Christopher...
but you can't fight because you
have a chip on your shoulder.
You're a good student,
so go back to class.
But your father
will have to be notified.
As for you, young man...
in this office.
Could you tell me
why in God's name...
you called his mother
a garden tool?
How mad could he be?
Maybe the school
didn't even call him.
l'm so glad you're home.
Sit down. l need to talk to you.
What's up, Pop?
l'm making some Dick Gregory.
You want some?
No, thanks, Pop.
You know l need this stuff, boy.
l got a weight problem.
Can't wait to eat.
Pop, are these the only...
pieces of mail you got today?
Just some bills.
You want to pay them?
What?
Bila? Bilyle?
Whatever your name is,
what you want?
lt's for you.
l'll take it upstairs.
Why they name that boy
that African name?
They from Cleveland.
Yo, what's up?
Kid, have you talked to Play?
l been calling his house.
Nobody answers.
He was supposed
to come pick me up.
l haven't spoke to him.
l'm really sweating
this pink slip from school.
lf Pops finds out l got
l'm definitely gonna be
on punishment.
You're still
worrying about that?
lf you ain't got a letter yet...
then they'll call
That's when they expect
your parents to be home.
Sh*t. What do l do?
Just leave and don't come back
till after the party.
l still got to get dressed.
l can't come
to the set stinking.
Throw some Brut on
and meet me at the party.
Chris, get off the phone
and come down here.
l got to jet.
l'll see you tonight.
All right, man. Peace.
Don't tie up the telephone
talking to your friends.
l'm expecting a call
for some overtime.
OK, Pop.
There's a party
at Play--Peter's house.
-Can l go?
-On a school night?
l'll make sure l'm back
before curfew.
Oh, man.
l had plans for us tonight.
"Dolemite."
You like "Dolemite."
You grew up on it.
All right.
lf you got to, you got to.
But after you finish
your homework.
No problem, Pop.
What's wrong with you?
Don't like "Dolemite"?
"Way down in the jungle deep...
"bad-ass lion stepped on
the signifyin' monkey's feet."
Toe to toe,
Kid 'n Play is on a roll again
lt's only right that we
keep the crowd dancin'
Rhymes are dope,
the tempo is steady
You ready? Let's rip up
the floor like confetti
Y'all, l got a great
new album in the mail today.
Onyx Communications
and Hey Love Productions...
proudly present "Hey Love."
All the commercials
they showin' nowadays.
Cut the television off,
comin' through the damn walls.
The incomparable Delfonics
and much, much more.
l got to get this fan fixed.
lt was so hot in here
last night...
l saw the devil
sittin' in the living room.
Sh*t. N*ggers ain't gonna
break my mama's good stuff.
Let 'em f*** with this plastic.
What up?
Play Martin in the place to be.
The place to be
is my house an hour ago.
lf you want a D.J.,
stop smokin' that crack...
and drive your mother's
raggedy-ass Chevy over here!
Chill, man.
l'll jet over in one minute.
l don't like fooling
with you, man.
Come on now, Play!
All right!
l love you.
Kid, answer the door!
Answer the door.
l'll get the phone.
Yeah, what's up?
l sure was depending on
that overtime.
Give me that letter.
Are you retarded?
No, l wasn't talking to you.
Crazy mophead boy of mine.
Ready to cut his hair off.
Look like a young tree stump
walkin' around here.
What's old James up to?
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