House Party 2 Page #8

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There he is right now!

Give it to him!

"D."

Get him, Mo!

Oh, sh*t!

Freeze that ass!

Oh, sh*t!

See ya, mophead.

Away!

Goddamn!

That must be

the fifteenth time...

We lost the p*ssy!

Whose p*ssy is this?

Give me that good college p*ssy.

Get up, punk! Get up!

Wait! Get that mother!

Get him!

Yeah, right there.

Freak show!

What? Pull out a dick?

What the f*** is going on?

Where's my gun?

He's got a gun!

- Hurry up!

- You crazy motherfuckers!

I'm tryin' to f***!

You ain't sh*t.

I'm through messin' around

with you.

Oh, you gonna squab

like a man now, boy?

This one's for the black!

Is that all you got? Come on!

See ya.

And I sure wouldn't wanna be ya.

Would you pull me up?

- Stay still!

- Get me out of here.

I'll never listen to another of

your harebrained schemes again!

You in no position to talk sh*t.

Just... just get me up.

Just calm down, buddy.

I got ya.

What is going on here?

Hey, get...

Get off me!

What up with that?

Yo, man, yo,

we just doing our goddamn job.

We got an 8-19,

breaking and entering.

The description

matches you three clowns.

Now, wait a minute.

I am a very patient man...

but I want somebody to tell me,

what is going on here?

I'll tell you what's going on.

She stole my boy's money.

Oh, so that's where

your tuition money went.

- Got it.

- That's right.

And he stole his money, too...

and hurt his girl.

Listen,

it'll all make more sense...

if, you know,

you knew the business.

- It's close enough.

- And Sheila Landreaux...

Sheila Landreaux?

- A.k.a. Shareese Taylor?

- A.k.a. Sharnelle Butler?

- That ho again?

- Well done, gentlemen.

Let these men go.

And I am very concerned that

your treatment of my officers...

indicates

a deep-seated hostility...

toward black men

in positions of authority.

But, sir, I'm a black man.

Then act like one.

These men

have performed duties...

above and beyond

the call of duty...

and they will be

rewarded for it.

Rewarded? Hey, fellas,

that means we get our stripes.

Young man, you have a bright

future at this university.

Miles,

your future is behind you.

You're out of here. Take him!

But, Dean Kramer,

it's a complete fabrication.

It's a miscarriage of justice.

I ain't goin' out like that.

Get 'em out of here.

As for the rest of you,

fair warning...

Time waits for no man.

You have fifty-nine minutes

and thirty-two seconds...

to put this building

back in its original shape...

or you face expulsion.

Have you got that?

Peace.

Will you look at this place?

And I thought

they f***ed my place up.

- What am I gonna tell Mr. Lee?

- It's OK, man.

I don't know,

but it better be real good.

I'm out.

That's your ass!

Mr. Lee...

Mr. Lee, my ass.

I got three telephone calls,

including Dean Kramer...

asking if I gave authorization

to use this hall.

Now, now, uh, Mr. Lee, right?

Check this out,

I know it looks bad...

but it was for a good cause,

my brother.

See, we had to borrow the place

to raise money for my man.

Play, thanks, but no excuses.

Give me the money.

What, the ends for school?

Are you crazy?

Play, no excuses.

Give me the money.

I have to do this by myself.

Oh, and you expect me to stand

around and watch this, right?

l... I can't do it.

Illegal party,

half-naked women...

What kind of way is that

to handle a money problem?

How come you didn't come

to talk to me?

I'm sorry I disappointed you,

Mr. Lee.

Hey, I don't want your money.

I want to kick your ass.

I know, but take this.

And if it's not enough to cover

all the damages...

I'll do whatever it takes

for as long as it takes...

to make things right.

Sorry, Pop.

It's all right, Kid.

No, man. Hello, Play, what's up?

What are you doing here?

I had a feeling

you'd be up here...

so I figured I'd come up here

and give you a lift back.

Thanks...

but if you don't mind,

I'd rather be alone.

Got a couple of cuties

waiting in the car, man.

Remember the ones

in the pink negligee...

You know,

I'm really gonna miss you.

Come on, now.

You know I'm gonna be up here

every weekend looking after you.

Kid, I'm your boy.

You know I'm gonna take care

of your girl while you're gone.

Don't worry about it.

You just keep those nasty-ass

dreads off my woman, all right?

Yo, guys, I got to get

this stuff downstairs.

Play's already an hour late.

That means I got another

15 minutes before he gets here.

That Kid

be on some serious C.P.T.

Wait. Hold up.

There's some people

I got to see before I go.

How you doin', son?

Not so good.

Things didn't work out, so...

I'm gonna be leavin' school.

Just remember what I told you.

Sometimes you got to do

what you don't want to do...

in order to get

where you want to be.

Remember,

if you ever need anything...

I'm here for you.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Lee.

I'll be back.

I'll save a plastic cap

for you...

with your name on it.

Professor Sinclair?

Sir?

I was wondering

if you had a minute.

Missed you in class today.

I missed being in it.

I guess that's something

I have to get used to.

I have to drop out of school.

Money problems.

You quitting, Mr. Robinson?

Well, I guess I just haven't

proved I belong here...

at least not now.

I thought that the student

who wrote this paper...

did prove that he belonged here.

"A-"?

I had to take off

for the coffee stain.

Chris...

you are a talented writer...

and you have earned a place

in this school.

I have?

If I got you a job

as my student assistant...

could you get by?

It just wouldn't cover

all my expenses.

But, hey, it's no big deal.

I'll get a job, save my money.

I'll be back.

A lot of brothers and sisters

say that...

and never come back.

Make sure that you do.

Check out our new car.

We got our stripes!

I'll be right back.

- Y'all don't be long now.

- OK, baby.

All right.

- What's up?

- Where's ForPlay?

Yo, man, it's my fault

you had to drop out of school...

and we can't have that.

Here. I'm sorry, man.

You said the "S" word.

What do you want,

a f***ing bullhorn or something?

I can't believe it.

You sold ForPlay?

Sometimes you got to pay

what you owe, man.

l... I can't believe it, man.

I don't know what to say.

Yo, man, just let your grades

do your talking, man.

That's all I want.

Play, we're going to be late

for our centerfold shoot.

I'm the photographer.

Hurry up!

Wait a minute.

You're gonna need an assistant.

Let me put my things away,

and I'll get right with you, OK?

Whoa, wait a minute, man, no.

What I need you to do

is go upstairs...

study your ass off...

'cause I'm coming back

periodically...

and I'm gonna check

the professors...

and make sure

you're doing good, man.

Don't let me down.

You're an investment now.

I'm out of here,

five thousand on this thing.

Come on, girls, let's go.

Come on, Bilal.

Bilal, did I mention to you

the guy who bought ForPlay...

has a brother

who's in the record business?

Thanks, Pops.

Hey, what's up? You stayin'?

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