Krush Groove Page #4

I'll fly your f***ing head.

You crazy!

Stupid!

The Disco Three!

Are you ready?

The winner is New Edition!

Damn, man!

Oh, my God!

We shouldn't have come here.

We got jerked, man.

I was checking you out.

Come on, chill, man.

Look, y'all were good.

What are y'all feeling bad about?

It'll be all right.

I know they'll need an alternate group

this weekend...

...to fill in if somebody doesn't show up

at the finals.

If you meet me backstage,

I'll make sure you get that shot.

Okay?

Hey, Russ, man.

I'm sorry.

I know Beiker got to you, too.

Don't explain nothing.

- He offered me half a million.

- Don't explain!

We go too far back to be arguing like this.

We shook hands. We're friends.

That means more to me than money.

I came to ask your advice.

You want my advice?

Don't be stupid. Take the money.

I guess I was stupid.

It's finished! It's through!

I'm tired of it.

You want my advice? Go to Galaxy.

They got all the cards.

You're serious?

Yeah.

Then I'll see you around.

Calm down. It ain't that bad.

Hey! You guys.

Where are you going?

You have to pay more money!

That was so funny, boy!

Oh, man! That was wild!

What's so funny?

You, fat man.

Get out of here, man!

Don't get mad. You're fat, we're all fat.

I ain't fat, man.

What's this?

Step off.

That's why we got cheated

out of that contest.

When we're on stage,

we're scared to be who we are.

We should rap about things that we like.

Like food!

That's whack.

You buggin', that's def and you know it.

Don't you like food?

- Yeah, but...

- But nothing!

We're fat boys who like food.

Fat boys?

Yeah! Fat Boys! That's def.

Fat Boys. That is kind of def.

Nobody calls themselves fat.

From now on, we're the Fat Boys.

You with it?

I'm with it.

Word, I'll be with it.

Fat Boys!

Unless you got a signed contract,

you got nothing, Russ.

Get me my money. All of it.

I'm gonna have to drop you

to your knees, Russ.

I think God is testing you.

Rick, man! Get up! Wake up!

- Listen to me. It came to me last night.

- What?

We record Sheila and pay Jay B back.

Get on. Come on.

Put on your pants and shoes.

We'll make some money. It's perfect.

Come on, man, get up!

We got the sound. We got the look.

You got to go, Rick.

Get up. Come on! Take your pants.

I got your shoes.

I got your shades. Move! Come on.

Hey, Sal,

I got the latest from Krush Groove.

I recorded this new record with Sheila

and it's a monster.

I'm sorry, but I can't do that.

I can't play your record.

What? You always play my records.

I got two for you. Guaranteed def!

I told you not to mess with him,

but you didn't listen.

You guys always think you know it all.

That guy's a bad dude

and I can't get involved.

You're really in big trouble.

I'm sorry. I can't help you, not on this one.

I'm sorry, but that's how it is.

What's done is done.

Sal, we got big trouble, man.

New Edition called. They won't be here.

They got a contract with a company in LA.

They canceled.

That's just one less group.

Come on, let them go on. Do this for me.

Do it for me.

One more favor. But they better be good.

Let's go. Hurry up.

You go and get ready to go onstage.

I just hooked everything up.

Word, Kurt?

So, let's do it.

You got to do it now.

Let's give a big welcome, a big

Tin Pan Apple welcome to the Fat Boys!

Yo, hold it.

One, two, one, two.

And we said one two.

- It's the place to be.

- Most definitely.

About this time on the M-l-C.

We are the Fat Boys.

Let me hear you say Fat Boys!

Let me hear you say Fat Boys!

You know what we need to do?

We need to bring some ladies up here.

What about Aisha?

Our third prize goes to Poet Kid Jazz.

I thought you were great.

- You did?

- Yeah.

Do it again!

Second prize goes to Chad.

Do you know what I could do with this?

I could...

Save your applause for this guy,

the guy that gave it to us was Crazy Eddie.

And now, let's get to our first prize,

which is beautiful, indeed.

This also includes a recording contract.

First prize, the Fat Boys.

Where are they? Fat Boys.

Come on, let go.

It's ours, man. Let go.

- It's ours, man!

- What are you doing?

What's going on here?

Take it easy.

- What's up?

- Chad is stealing my stereo.

This ain't your equipment, it's his.

He won second prize.

Where's our stereo?

There isn't any. You won

a recording contract. Now get onstage.

You should be happy you won.

Let's go.

You, Lip Lock.

Here they are, the Fat Boys!

- Everything's cool, right?

- No, it's not. Play my jam.

I can't play that record.

In this club they want techno-rock.

I already talked to Jay.

We want to be sure you understood.

I understood.

I said I understood!

Motherf***er,

you don't understand nothing.

He wants all the money tonight,

or we rip your sh*t off all the way.

You got it?

Who is it?

Russell.

Russell, what's wrong?

It's 3:
00 a.m.

I'm sorry I woke you.

I'm in a tight spot. I need a place to stay.

Can you help me?

- Yeah, come on in.

- Thanks.

That's the best thing we did yet, man.

I'm really excited about this, man.

- What's up? We def.

- We gonna get paid.

We def, right?

The record's all right, man,

but things don't seem right to me.

You know what I mean.

Us being here without your brother.

You still on that tip.

We've always been down.

Right from the start.

You were the son of Kurtis Blow...

...and your brother was the DJ.

It don't seem right

that he ain't down no more.

Is that how you want to live your life?

This is how I want to live my life. Paid.

You know what I'm talking about?

I produced the record, man,

and I ain't with it no more.

Later.

So what's up? We def, right?

We gonna be def.

You know what I think?

I think Kurtis is right.

You've been illin' lately.

What you talking about? Nobody illin'.

Chilling.

If you ill-out on your family,

who knows what you could do with us.

Ain't nobody illin' on no family, man.

I'm breaking out.

Ain't nobody illin'.

You just be fronting. I want to get paid.

- Chill, man.

- Chill.

Russell?

Run. I thought you were Russell.

This ain't Russell.

I'm glad you're here anyway.

- I don't know why I came.

- Run, wait.

Russell's in trouble.

Jay B is after him. He might hurt him.

You got to help him. I'm worried.

Russell's old enough to take care

of himself. He's a grown man.

He's in trouble! He needs you.

You f***ed him! You help him.

What are you talking about?

I can't believe it.

You only think about yourself!

Everything is Run.

After everything Russell did for you...

...you don't give a sh*t about nobody.

F*** it, I'll go.

- I'll go.

- Forget it!

Just tell me where he's at.

I want to see what's up with my brother.

He's at Rick's.

I'm breaking out.

What the f***...

This is gonna happen every day

till Jay gets his money.

Russell.

Chill.

What are you doing coming here

with your little fly behind?

I was trying to save yours.

I was all right without you.

They were getting tired.

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