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Synopsis: A musical set in the Prohibition-era American South, where a speakeasy performer and club manager Rooster must contend with gangsters who have their eyes on the club while his piano player and partner Percival must choose between his love, Angel or his obligations to his father.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Musical
Director(s): Bryan Barber
Production: Universal Pictures
  1 win & 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.2
Metacritic:
55
Rotten Tomatoes:
47%
R
Year:
2006
121 min
$12,549,485
Website
796 Views


What am I going

to do with you?

Let me see your gun, Sonny.

Come on, Sonny.

Give him the gun.

Thank you.

Spats once told me.

He said in every relationship,

the person least interested in maintaining

the relationship is going to dominate,

because they won't compromise.

See, Sonny.

No compromise.

In this relationship

right here,

I can't afford to compromise.

Now take it like a man.

Stand still.

Take it like a man, Sonny.

Come on.

Pissed him off now.

All the world's a stage,

and all the men and women

merely players.

They have their exits

and their entrances,

all with

a specific role to play.

Even at a funeral.

Sometimes in a show, a lead

actor's contract expires.

When that happens, an understudy

has to step in and perform,

whether he's ready or not.

Sorry about what happened

with Spats, man.

Sure going to miss him.

Yeah, me, too.

Now I got to run the club,

pay everybody

and sing on top of that.

You'll figure it out.

You always do.

I don't know.

If I don't get killed first,

Zora gonna leave me

for real this time.

She always says that.

You know

she ain't going nowhere.

Trumpy raising

the price of hooch.

He's sucking up

all the profit.

I ain't making a dime.

No, it's all right.

What if you go around Trumpy?

Like you always tell me,

can't find a way, make one.

I need a favor.

Yeah.

I need to borrow the hearse.

Bring it back by 8:00.

God don't make no mistakes.

You ain't said nothing

slick to a can of oil.

Meet you at the house.

Ain't life a b*tch?

How you holding up, Rooster?

Never bad, never bad.

That's what Spats used to say.

I can float you for a while,

but you're gonna have to pay me.

And you gonna

have to keep this quiet.

Yeah

Somebody done told you wrong

Thought I was gonna lay it off

like that there, huh?

If Trumpy get wind of it...

Trumpy ain't gonna hear about this.

Just give me a little time.

Too motherfucking hot

I'm motherfucking cool

Give me a bad word

Okay, I started out alone

'Cause my baby mama left me

Now there's nobody at home

Beginning to feel like

Ms. Jackson done got cloned

Well, it's some real sh*t and

I'm living it through this song

A moving vehicle

took my family

As I slept out on the sofa

in the Boom Boom Room

I woke up very upset

I throw the covers back and

peek out through the draperies

My daughter, my baby,

my baby mama all escaping me

Like a candle in the wind,

she was my friend

She was my passion, never lied

Therefore we tried

and tried again

But in the end you pay

attention to the pluses

But the minuses behind it

make it seem like you can't win

Throw your neck out,

throw your back out

Oh, hell, no!

All right, I told you not to

do that to... Give me a sec.

Okay.

What you doing, Cap?

You got one more time, Cap.

One more time.

Throw your back out

Round two, a single parent,

what is Big to do?

Throw a party? Not hardly I'm

trying to stay up out of that womb

Or that P-U-S-S uss, I say uss

Luther Vandross couldn't make a home

out of this house that we smooshed

Smashed, pushed to the limit

Smash and turned it timid

And everyone was suffering,

the house was feeling wicked

What is this, the break room? Get

y'all ass back out there on stage!

I'm sorry.

Oh, God.

Now let's fight for it

You build it up to break it

down and take it from the start

Repeatedly leading a path

that only ends in the clash

Of two stubborn minds,

grown folks blind to the sign

Throw your neck out

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I will cut your ass.

I will cut your ass.

Wait now, wait now.

Come on, brother.

Put that chair down, brother.

Put that down, now. Come on,

look. Okay, work this out. Okay?

Throw your neck out,

throw your back out

Why not come here

and do your job, too?

Man, I got this. You

owe me $74... Oh, damn.

Throw your back out,

throw your back out

KO, knocked out

by technicality

The love has kissed the canvas

Now the whole family

gets mad at me

My daughter don't want me

at her PTA meetings

And then my son, he can't talk,

when I change him he's peeing

I think he's pissed

I can't dismiss the matter of the

fact because he saw me and you argue

Now the energy is coming back

Set an example, a positive

pattern, keep life on track

But I'm married to the music and

committed to the wax, taste and tea

Baby, please,

you make me wanna scream

You're on the team starting first

string so why are we arguing?

Wax, taste and tea

Baby, please

Motherf***er!

How you gonna leave me without

paying me my goddamn money?

Get him! You cheap

son of a b*tch! Get him!

Get him!

What?

Get back here.

Get him, Rooster!

Throw your neck out,

throw your back out

Throw your neck out,

throw your back out

Throw your neck out,

throw your back out

Throw your neck out,

throw your back out

Taste and tea Baby, please,

you make me wanna scream

You're on my team starting first

string so why are we arguing?

Party up in here!

Stirring it up!

Ladies and gentlemen, Rooster!

What's the line?

What's the line?

What's the line, Sonny?

You get to lose.

Put it on the line,

you stuttering son of a b*tch.

Get up.

F*** you.

Oh, my, my.

Damn.

God damn.

Give me my damn money.

You took all my money,

you stuttering idiot.

Give me my damn money.

Monkey mouth!

Hey, Roo,

you don't look so good.

Oh, you came here

to tell me that?

Well... No, I came here

to borrow some bread.

You know, I owe Ace $85,

but now that he's dead,

my debt is clear. Yeah!

Boy, I feel so good he gone.

Excuse me, but I'm free.

I'm free, baby. I know it.

Your debt ain't clear.

It says so right in the books.

$85. It's right here in the book.

You got one week to pay up.

Let me see.

Man, get off my desk.

'Cause I want my money

and the money you owe Ace.

I won't forget it.

Me, I will not forget. Where

you going with that hooch?

Give me a second.

I'll be right back.

Oh, I don't see a problem.

Well, why don't you

buy me a drink first?

The answer's no,

so don't waste your breath.

Excuse me.

May I have a word with you?

Thank you.

As you may or may not know,

Ace and I had a contract.

And if you take a close look

at this contract,

you are obliged to provide me one first

class ticket to my next destination

which is Saint Louis,

Missouri.

Mmm-hmm.

And seeing as how you're now the

manager of this establishment,

the responsibility of honoring

this contract falls upon you.

You know, it don't make no

difference if Ace is dead or not.

Says so right there in the

fine print. Let me see that.

I'll have you know that's a legally-binding

obligation signed by both parties.

You know what?

You're right.

It obliges you to sing.

And it's your first week.

You still want me to sing?

You ain't got no choice. It

says so right here at the top.

"Club owner hereby engages artist

for a period of four weeks. "

In fine print.

As you pointed out, this is

a legally-binding obligation.

Yeah. Well, of course, it'll

take me a little while to prepare.

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Bryan Barber

Bryan Barber (born December 20, 1970) is a music video and motion picture director. He has directed many music videos for popular artists. more…

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