Idlewild Page #5
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,
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
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
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,
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
down and take it from the start
Repeatedly leading a path
that only ends in the clash
Of two stubborn minds,
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
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
You know, it don't make no
difference if Ace is dead or not.
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
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