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Synopsis: While delivering an award to her humanitarian father Ben Feld, the stylish wealthy Jewish Caucasian Marci Feld is surprised by the attack of the conservative senator Mary Ellen Spinkle to her father in the media. The motive is the lyrics of the rap "Shoot Ya' Teacha " sing by Dr. S and released by the hip-hop record label Felony Assault that belongs to Ben. He has a heart attack, and his daughter decides to assume the problem and negotiate a public excuse of Dr. S in the MTV Award. However, the bad boy sings a polemic song on television to humiliate Merci that gives senator Sprinkle the chance to promote the "Buttgate".
Genre: Comedy, Music
Director(s): Richard Benjamin
Production: Paramount Pictures
  4 nominations.
 
IMDB:
2.8
Metacritic:
20
Rotten Tomatoes:
9%
R
Year:
2003
84 min
$1,528,682
Website
125 Views


Mar-say!

Girlfriend.

Get down.

He says he's got the power

Somewhere in his pants

He says that I'm not real

That I don't stand a chance

Okay, I'm white, I'm blonde,

I'm Jewish

Could it get any worse?

But I have got a secret

The power in my purse

When I was very little,

my mom said to me

A man's just a man,

nothing comes free

Well, who can I trust

in this universe?

She said you trust the power,

the power in your purse

We've got the power

This one's Chanel

We've got the power

Mm, new purse smell

We've got the power

Yes, it's all right here

We've got the power

Come on, dawgs, get it in gear.

You tell it, girl!

Go on!

It's au courant,

just what you want

Hermes, Versace,

Saint Laurent

Please give me more

of Michael Kors

And Gucci, Pucci, Miss Dior

Louis Vuitton

just gets me gone

Ferra, Dolce, turn me on

Halston, Calvin, hip hooray

Herve Leger and Gaultier

Give me Ralph or give me Donna

Valentino, yes, I wanna

Lagerfeld, and in all candor

Balenciaga and Jill Sander

Armani, please, you know I gotta

And Missoni, Boss and Prada

Badgley Mischka,

Courreges, Cardin

Can I keep going?

Yes, I can

De la Renta and Kamali

Lecroix, Bill Blass,

bravo, Cavalli!

Betsey Johnson, Anna Sui

I see me in a Givenchy

Von Furstenburg and Perry Ellis

Please, Mark Jacobs,

don't be jealous

I love them all,

it's like a curse

It's fashion power in my purse

She's got the power

Oh! I love this thing

She's got the power

Everyone, sing, sing, sing

She's got the power

God, what it stores

She's got the power

So come on now, what's in yours?

-I got powder

-I've got gloss

-I got Kleenex

-I got floss

-I've got Visa

-MasterCharge

Yo, girlfriends,

you're living large

-I've got gum

-A bra with lace

-I've got tweezers

-I've got mace

-I got my smokes

-I've got a light

I've got the sun in the morning

and the moon at night

Thank you, Jesus

Thank you, Jesus

For my heavenly purse...

Me?

Okay, all right.

And I am telling you

I'm not going-ah...

That's all I know.

We've got the power

We cannot lose

We've got the power

Look, it matches our shoes

We've got the power

Come on, everyone dance

We've got the power

See, we don't need pants

Power

-Yeah

-Power

Power

Power, we've got the power

Power, Power

Power

Power, we've got the power

Power, Power

Power, we've got the power!

You my goddamn lawyer,

just get me out of here.

Dr. S is joining

a public service campaign

to promote sexual abstinence.

Still, Feldco stock

continues to plummet.

Yo, Tubby!

Go, mama.

Did you hear about that Marci?

How could you let

that happen to me?

Baby, I'm in the joint, boo.

Tubby, you and I have a deal.

You promised me total

personal management.

That is why I signed

with your label.

You gave me

your word on Dr. S.

You said that we could be

a power couple.

It's under control.

I know we got to do something

about that b*tch.

When, Tubby?

I'm on it.

I'll let you know, baby.

But he'll be here any second.

He gave me his word.

He's already cost us

over two hours.

You know, he's on his way.

He's in the car.

His people called.

Yo.

Oh, Dr. S.

I told you.

Oh, you look great.

Doctor, this is

your director, Todd.

Okay, what is this sh*t?

Well, we're making

a public service spot

sponsored by the Save

Our Families Foundation

and you are going to

be its spokesperson.

Isn't that the best?

Hold on, spokesperson for what?

Yes.

Let me introduce you

to your costars.

This is so major.

Just last week they sold

over 1 2 million copies

of their new CD.

What are you doing?

Look, they are huge.

This way.

Parents love them

because they are

non-threatening.

Now if you appear with them,

people will see that

you're not so, you know,

filthy and evil and disgusting.

Not that those are bad things.

You know, last night,

I thought you were just

some crazy-ass b*tch.

Now I have three little words

to say.

"Thank you, Marci"?

"Bye, bye, bye."

If you don't do this,

I will call Feldco

and we will stop

shipping your CDs today.

And you will be dead meat.

Which also describes abstinence.

Okay, what do I got to do?

Come on, the press

will be here soon.

We've got all the magazines

and the papers.

Don't you love this?

Oh, it reminds me of

my playhouse when I was little.

Did you have a playhouse?

-I did. -I did.

-I did. -I did.

Okay. Dr. S, this is Mikey,

Jonathan, Adam and Kelly.

Dr. S, may I present

Boyz R Us.

-What up?

-Props to the Doctor.

Okay, why don't we

run through the song

so Dr. S can see what it is

he'll be doing with you.

Okay.

Watch it. Here.

Bell, please.

Okay, this will be

a full rehearsal

with cameras and everything.

-You want to sit? No.

-Can I get some lights, please?

And... action!

"A" mark.

Sexual abstinence spot,

take one.

Hold on... Hold on

Let's wait... Let's wait

Let's hold hands in the sunset

Let's date

What I feel for you is special

So let's not spoil it

Our bodies are a temple

Not a public toilet

Take care... Take care

Say whoa... Say whoa

If you see me coming

Girl, it's time to go

Let's be patient

till our wedding day

Till God tells us that it's okay

Till then,

let's stay six feet away

Girl, shut that gate

Hold off... Hold off

Hold off,

Hold off

Let's wait

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Let's wait.

Cut!

-Love of God.

-Perfect!

-Wonderful! -Beautiful!

-Wasn't that something?

Guys, that was really nice.

Can you get through?

Yeah, that was something.

Bravo.

Honestly.

And you're going

to introduce them.

Isn't that inspiring?

We have a responsibility

to our fans.

Yeah, we get so many

beautiful letters

from these sweet

little girls.

And their families.

And college-educated older men.

Dr. S?

Okay, I'm there.

But first, I'm gonna need

somewhere private to rehearse.

Of course.

With my dawgs.

Bell, please.

Okay.

You see?

I told you he'd be into this.

He's gonna make America say,

"Hey, let's give this guy

another chance."

-We're lucky to have him.

-Yeah.

"A" mark.

Sexual abstinence spot,

take two.

And action!

Hey, kids.

Gather 'round.

It's me, Dr. S.

And I know,

especially when you're young,

this world can be

a very complicated place.

So I want you to listen up

to some good pals of mine

'cause they got a very important

message for today's teens.

Hey, guy... Hey, guy

Let's date... Let's date

Let's date... Let's date

'Cause we're both

something special

Not straight

What I feel for you

is groovy

So let's enjoy it

I think your sister's pretty

But let's boy and boy it

I saw... I saw

You wink... You wink

And life is so much better

Now that we're in sync

Ah...

I really like

your smiling face

My beach house has a fireplace

We'll watch reruns

of Will and Grace

Let's fornicate

Hold on... Hold on

Hold tight... Hold tight

Let's date,

let's date, let's date

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Let's date.

-That was so good.

-Wasn't it?

Now please keep in mind

this is your last chance

to clean up your act.

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