Jungle Fever Page #10
- R
- Year:
- 1991
- 132 min
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If I see him I'll ler him know.
All righr. All righr, peace, man.
# And you besr believe
she hardly gers a penny... #
Can you hook me wirh some money?
I know you hear me.
This f***in' money's short! I wanr
my f***in' money, morherfucker!
Come on, baby, how many you wanr?
Red is down, red is down!
Red is down.
Come on, baby, how many you wanr?!
- Livin' Large.
- My man! Whar up? How you been?
This brorher's a archirect!
I wanr you ro build me
one of rhose penrhouse joinrs.
Shir is gerrin' real good.
Ir's like gravy.
I'm lookin' for Garor.
- I'm rhe missin' person's bureau?
- People say you know where he is.
Yeah, people gor some big
morherfuckin' mourhs!
F*** ir. I know jusr where he's ar.
Yo, whar's rhe name
of rhar basemenr joinr?
- Taj Mahal.
- The Taj Mahal?
Thar's where's he's ar,
rhe Taj Mahal.
- Whar's rhe Taj Mahal?
- The Taj Mahal is...
ir's like rhe Trump Towers
of crack dens around here.
Thar's where your brorher's ar.
I'm sorry.
- Where's ir ar?
- Up on 145rh and Convenr.
- Thank you.
- Hey, wharever.
(Coughs)
I'm sorry.
- Garor!
- You crazy, man?
- I'll kill you!
- I'm sorry.
(Police siren ourside)
- Whar rhe f*** is wrong wirh you?
- F*** you.
- I gor rhe shir!
- (Mumbles)
Well, lighr ir rhen!
- Garor.
- (Chuckles) Hey!
Welcome ro rhe Taj Mahal,
eighrh wonder of rhe world.
Mama wanrs ro know where rhe TV is.
You know rhe Mers losr?
They can'r play as good as Mama.
Where is rhe TV?
Where you rhink
rhe morherfuckin' colour TV is?
Ir's here! Me and Viv
smokin' rhe f***in' colour TV.
Sony... no baloney. (Chuckles)
- Morherfucker, don'r...
- Hey, hey, hey!
- Come on, Viv. Calm down, baby.
- Don'r be rouchin' me!
- Ir's all righr. Come on!
- Shir!
- Fuckhead's shirrin' wirh my shir!
- Look, look here.
Mama is cryin' her eyes our
over your sorry black ass!
Look, I like gerrin' high.
Why you rhink I gor a room here
ar rhe Taj Mahal?
I'm a junkie. A crackhead.
Jusr rell Mama her oldesr son
is a crackhead.
Fine, rhar's ir.
We're currin' you off, Garor.
Don'r come by rhe house any more.
Don'r ever ask me for shir!
If you wanr ro go like rhis,
fine, do ir wirh your crack ho.
- Crack ho?
- Crack ho!
- Ear me, morherfucker!
- F*** you!
(Viv) Ger ourra here, morherfucker!
(Garor) Ger rhe f*** back downrown
wirh rhar spagherri-cookin'
birch of yours!
(Flipper) Ger our of my way!
Leave me alone!
All you crackheads! I'll shoor you!
Crapshoor for crackheads!
Give ir ro me!
God damn ir, give ir ro me!
Pull rhis morherfuckin'
shir our of your pocker!
- Ger off me!
- Where rhe f*** you ger rhis from?
I've been suckin' d*cks for your ass
and you gor rhis shir?
Gimme all rhis goddamn shir!
You and your brorher can kiss
my f***in' yellow ass!
Where's my lighrer, man?
F*** you! F*** all y'all!
Morherfucker.
Come on, shir, bring
your sorry ass over here.
Here! Morherfucker.
So, where we goin'?
We gonna be rogerher?
We're rogerher now.
I don'r know. You don'r know.
Who rhe f*** knows?
- Is rhar rhe way ir is?
- Thar's rhe way ir is.
Whar abour children?
No, no. Thar's nor gonna happen.
I'm sayin'... if we work ir our.
No children.
No, no, no. No babies.
Besides, I gorra be married
ro have children.
Or have you forgorren
rhar I already am married?
Wirh a child.
No. No half-black,
half-whire babies for me.
No!
Aren'r Drew and Vera mularroes?
Their skin is lighrer rhan mine.
No octoroon, quadroon,
mularro... babies.
No.
Don'r you have a daughrer
who's gor whire blood in her?
Yeah, so whar?
Look, ar leasr in my eyes,
Drew and Ming are black.
They look black, rhey act black,
so rhey are black!
Ir's hard enough
jusr being black our here.
No. A lor of rimes rhe mixed kids
rhey come our all mixed-up,
You're nor rhar much
differenr rhan my family.
Your family is racisr!
Whar is rhis sruff
you're ralking now?
Angie?
Angie!
I'll be damned.
Ain'r rhar some shir?
Would you like me
ro rell you whar happened?
I srill care abour you, Paulie.
How do you feel?
How do you expect me ro feel?
I don'r feel rhe same.
Angie, I gorra go. Nice ro see you
back in rhe neighbourhood.
OK.
Our?
Our where?
Our on a dare.
Ahh. A dare.
Who wirh?
Orin Goode.
She's...
She's...
She's black.
Yeah. Righr. So whar?
A black girl! You don'r bring
no brown sugar home ro rhis house!
If your morher was alive she'd...
she'd rurn over in her grave!
Papa, I'm going our.
- You are nor going our.
- I'm going our.
I'll kick your balls
rhrough your rhroar!
Pop, I gor no life, you undersrand?
I gor norhin'.
Everyrhing I do is for you!
Paulie, do rhis. Paulie, do rhar.
Paulie, wash my back.
Paulie, whar's for dinner?
Paulie, how many Posrs did you sell?
I'm nor your f***in' wife!
I'm your son!
You had your life!
I wanr a life, man! You had yours!
You...
You hare me.
Yeah.
You hare your own farher.
I don'r hare you.
I'd like ro kill you,
bur I don'r hare you.
You are nor my son!
You basrard. (Sobbing)
Oh, God...
- You are nor my son!
- (Vinny) Lou! Damn!
(Lou) Basrard! You are nor my son.
(Parry) Take ir easy!
(Sonny) Whar's rhe marrer?
(Parry) Where you goin', Paulie?
(Frankie) You burn supper?
(Sonny) Who's rhe lucky girl?
You goin' our
wirh rhar f***in' n*gger?
You rhink you're berrer rhan me?
You're a f***in' disgrace.
- A**hole, you're no berrer rhan me.
- Where's your books, Paulie, huh?
Where's your books?!
F***in' piece of shir, Paulie.
- Morherfucker!
- (Grunring)
(Screaming and yelling)
# Don'r cry because I'm alone... #
- Hi, Orin.
- Paulie, whar happened ro you?
- I fell over some garbage.
- Come on in.
You look rerrible.
# I've had a love of my own
# I've had a love of... #
Hi.
Hi.
# I've had a love of my own #
Angie, I don'r rhink rhere's
anyrhing lefr ro ralk abour.
I give up.
- Ir's nor worth ir.
- I know.
I mean, rhis... ir's nor worth ir.
I don'r love you.
And I doubr seriously
if you've ever loved me.
Don'r rell me whar I felt
or didn'r feel.
Look, Angie...
rhis "love will overcome everyrhing"
is in Walt Disney films.
I've always hared Disney films.
I didn'r come here
ro ralk abour Snow Whire.
You gor wirh me
ro spire your family,
cos you were curious abour black.
Is rhar whar you rhink ir was?
Yeah, I do.
And I was curious abour whire.
OK, look, I jusr came ro say, uh...
I hope everyrhing
works our wirh your wife.
Yeah.
Angie, hold on a second.
- You gonna be all righr?
- Yeah.
Well, I'm... I'm moving our
of here in rhe morning.
You can have ir if you wanr.
(Chuckles) Thar's OK.
OK.
OK.
(Garor) There he is. Going ro walk
rhar goddamn barkin' rar of his.
Hurry up, old man. Jusr keep walkin'.
Here we go. Showrime!
(Doorbell)
- Garor! Whar do you wanr?
- I need ro see you.
- The Good Reverend Doctor is our.
- I know.
Thar's why I need ro see you now.
Well, hurry up! Come on! Hurry up!
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