Night Pulse Page #11

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of the Rhythm nation tour

and I might give you a dime on L.A. Gear.

- You see this crazy.

- Man I mean its crazy.

- This is what I'm trying to tell you.

- I'm losing money.

- We go back together.

- You mother f***er,

- Get the hell out of here.

- You mother f***er,

- And you did this to me.

- You get the hell outta here.

- You promised to me.

- New Jack city mother f***er.

- That we are gonna have.

- You on the wrong side of.

(yelling)

- This whole city's ready to explode.

- Hold on, Friedkin, shut up for a minute.

What the hell.

(yelling) (dramatic music)

- [All] New Jack city New Jack city,

New Jack city, New jack city.

- There's a lot of angry black individuals

out and about tonight aren't there?

- You see, you see

what's going on out here.

N.J.C.P. New Jack city man.

- Hey listen man, ive

gotta get back inside,

I don't wanna deal with all these men.

- Panthers.

- [All] New Jack city,

(dramatic music)

New Jack city, New Jack city,

New Jack city, New Jack city.

- F*** Westwood man, f*** Westwood.

(smashing)

- [All] New Jack city,

(dramatic music) (shattering)

New Jack city, New Jack city,

New Jack city, New Jack city,

New Jack city, New Jack city,

New Jack city, New Jack city,

New Jack city, new Jack city,

New Jack city, New jack city.

(dramatic music)

- Dispatch where's my next pick up.

F***, Jesus Christ man.

(shattering)

They're coming at me every where man.

(shattering)

- Look at you and look

at me, I'm safe here.

I'm safe here, this is Westwood

and I'm safer than you right now.

- F***, we gotta drop this broad off,

she's a corporate lawyer.

You gotta get us outta here man.

New Jack city. (Dramatic chord)

- Hey Mac, you forget who're dealing with.

I am the controller.

(dramatic music) (chattering)

What, what, what is this?

(sputtering)

What the f*** is this?

What's happening?

(dramatic music)

(clangs)

Gasoline, gasoline.

Okay alright, don't forget

who's in charge here.

I make the rules.

I make the policies.

I order the government,

I run the corporations.

Stay back, The Guardian in theaters now.

We're all gonna burn.

We're all gonna.

(screaming) (fire whooshing)

(dramatic music) (sirens)

(dramatic music)

- [All] New Jack city,

New Jack city.

(screaming) (fire crackling)

- Oh my God.

That's me burning over there,

somebody help me, somebody.

- [Man] Look at that public theater

down there, they never showed up.

- [All] New Jack city, New jack city.

New Jack city, New Jack city.

- Somebody put that fire out.

Oh my God I'm burning up.

(dramatic music) (hissing)

- It's over man, it's the end

of the world as we know it.

R.A.M. it is the end of

the world, time is frozen.

(fire crackling) (gurgling)

(suspenseful music)

(taps)

- [Chooford] This whole

goddamn city's lit.

Look at it it's lit.

It says it right there.

Hot bloggers maniacs.

Disco haters, I like disco.

- [Chasuhaga] What you

don't like rap music?

- [Chooford] It's not going away,

this shits gonna be with us forever now.

No more eagles what

happened to the eagles?

Take it easy, this is the times,

this is the house of music.

You know what year this is Chasuhaga?

- [Chasuhaga] Yeah it's 1991.

- [Chooford] You're damn right,

it's 1991 and we're not

going anywhere, we're stuck.

Be year 1991 forever.

- What are you.

Is this that time freezing

talk you've been telling me?

With the glass bricks?

I don't even understand,

you just a bunch of full of crap,

you're just a crazy as

the f***ing rioters.

- You bet.

(dramatic music)

- [Woman] Did you hear the

new Milli Vanilli album?

- Oh my goodness, I love Milli Vanilli.

- Oh you would.

- They can put vanilla in everything.

- [Woman] They do.

- What is up with this creep over here?

- [Woman] Oh yeah.

- [Woman] I mean seriously,

it's been non stop.

- What is up with men,

why are they so creepy?

- I don't know.

Why are they so creepy.

- [Woman] It's like he

can't control himself,

men are so brutish.

- Seriously what is wrong with that guy?

He has staring problem,

you have a staring problem?

- [Woman] We're not

feeling it, what a phyco.

- Isn't it?

- But why can't we go to this bar and not,

you know have this creep

crushing his fists in our face?

It's like get a grip.

- [Woman] Yeah he's trying.

- You guys, Kurt Cobain is so hot.

- So hot.

- [Man] That f***ing

b*tch, she ruined my life!

She ruined my life!

- Men are such creeps.

- Yeah, you know f*** men.

- F*** men.

- F*** me.

- [All] Well f*** men, f***

men, f*** men, f*** men.

(laughing)

- But I do love that new Brian Adam

song in the new Robin Hood?

- [Woman] Oh do not get me

started on Kevin Costner.

- [Woman] Kevin Costner.

- [Woman] So dreamy.

He can save me any day.

- [Woman] Wasn't there,

there was a part in the movie

where he put the arrow in

his mouth, what was that?

- Oh yeah, no, no, no,

he like rips off some

of those feathers and it

makes it more arrow dynamic.

- Why did everything blow up at the end,

it was medieval times, why

would it explode like that?

- That was the black gun

powder that they had.

- [Woman] Really, so big like

that in the medieval times?

- Well yeah I mean they had gun powder

that's how they blew things up.

- [Man] They're all f***ing b*tches!

- [Man] They don't need us.

- [Man] I can't believe she did it to me.

- [Man] They don't need you boy.

- [Man] I can't believe it!

(yelling) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)

- This is the last drive in open.

They shut them all down.

Double angry they closed

all the drive in the down.

Tobo likes silence of the lambs.

Tobo's favorite film.

Tobo like crime.

(dramatic music)

- American tale, fibo goes

west, what the f*** man.

So if a black boogies once

in a while God damn it.

Took five dollars on that bullshit.

Kevin Costner as Robin Hood,

man f*** that sh*t man.

F*** them movies man, just

like Tower of records man,

f*** all that music that's going

on today man, bullshit man.

F*** Vanilla I've, f*** U2 to, not you,

I'm talking U2, Achtung Baby.

F*** that album man.

Sell outs.

(dramatic music)

- Kill all men, kill

all men, kill all men,

kill all men, kill all men, kill all men.

(dramatic music)

(honking)

(dramatic music)

- [Man] Hey watch it!

(bangs) (honks)

(dramatic music)

(sirens) (dramatic music)

- [Man] I'm not paying for medical bills

after I knock the sh*t out of her.

(yelling) (dramatic music)

(cars)

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