Roxanne, Roxanne Page #7
- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2017
- 100 min
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The record label want me back.
Well, go back, then.
And my sisters need me.
It's just a lot, and I can't...
I can't.
I just...
I think it's quits.
It's quits.
F*** you think this is?
This is some grown-up sh*t,
Ms. Roxanne Shante. Ain't no quits.
[subway train roaring]
[shouting]
[sobbing]
[Mitchell]
How are those ribs feeling today?
You did fracture three of them,
so you're gonna be in pain for a while.
Get some rest and we should be able
to release you tomorrow morning.
We talked to your father.
He going to sign the release forms.
You talked to my father?
Yeah, Mr. James Cross.
He was here with your little brother?
You didn't see them?
[Fastima] Shante.
[Mitchell] Careful, okay? Be careful.
Ms. Gooden, do you need anything else?
No.
- Thank you, nurse.
- You're welcome.
All right now, girls. Come on.
Sit down. Sit down.
Give your sister some room to breathe.
What the hell happened to you, Shante?
I just wanted to be a kid, Mommy.
That's all.
I watched my whole life change that day.
I lost you.
I lost my friend.
I lost my mommy.
When you took that drink...
it all fell on me.
[crying]
I'm so sorry, baby.
I'm so sorry.
[Ranita] So, you mean
you haven't seen Chucky in two weeks?
That motherf***er.
Look, Shante, you gotta talk to him.
You don't miss your son?
Of course I miss my baby.
Then you gotta talk to him.
Well... at least let me talk to him.
Dial the number.
- [Cross over phone] Hello?
- Yo, nigga. Where's Chucky?
- Put Shante on the phone.
- She don't wanna talk to you.
Put Shante on the phone
or I'm hanging up.
[sighs]
You gotta talk to him.
Come home, Shante.
Say it.
I hit you 'cause I love you.
Now, bring your ass back home.
I just want Kareem.
You just want Kareem? Really?
That's all you want?
- After all the sh*t I did for your ass?
- Cross, just stop.
- I ain't coming back.
- No, b*tch, ain't no stopping this.
You want your son back?
You're gonna listen to me, goddamn it.
I gave you the world, Shante.
And now you don't wanna act right.
I should've beat your ass worse.
You shut your mouth,
we wouldn't even be in this situation.
You know what? F*** it.
About through with your ass anyway.
You want him back? Ten Gs.
You got 10 thou?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
Now, bring your ass back home.
You know, Shante,
you people never cease to amaze me.
I... [chuckles]
I can't help you buy your baby back.
You can't buy and sell people.
What is wrong with you?
This is like modern-day slavery.
The chutzpah of this motherf***er.
Wants to sell his own kid for $10,000.
And you sit here wanting me
to give you f***ing paperwork
to solidify the sale?
It's un-f***ing-believable.
F***.
I can't believe I'm gonna help you with
this sh*t. And you better not tell a soul.
You ain't even gotta pay me back.
I owe you one.
Again, my bad about that, Shante.
Yo, let me know
where you gonna meet up with dude.
You know I can get that 10 back
and it'll be all yours. For real.
You meet him, give him the bread,
and then you move out with the baby.
And we move in.
It'll be just another nigga dead.
People die around here all the time.
Won't nobody think twice about him.
You won't ever have
to worry about him again.
I can't do that.
You sure, Shante?
What's the sh*t you want me to sign?
You always gonna be my woman.
Remember that.
Chuck.
It's a big house in Newark.
Oh, baby. It is so good them girls
are moving out there with you.
- Mm-hm.
- Yeah, Ms. Peggy told me. She was...
The way she was smiling? I ain't seen her
grinning like that for years.
Yeah. And my first album about to drop.
- It's looking good, Ms. Denise.
- Congrats.
Girl, I am so proud of you.
Making all of us out here look good.
This cutie-pie here.
We about to get ice cream and check out
the Park Jam if you wanna come.
Oh, no, girl.
My back has been giving me problems.
But I'm still hanging in there.
Like a loose tooth.
I'll cook some food.
That's what I'll do.
You want some of that?
That's good, right? [chuckles]
You better not walk past me
and not say nothing.
- Peace, Shante.
- Peace?
You done grew up on me.
- You got an MC name?
- Nas.
All right, Nas.
Bust your rhyme.
You remember what I told you
if you ain't know your sh*t.
- Hi, Ms. Denise.
- You gonna get f***ed up.
- Let me hear it.
- Take your ass back upstairs.
- [Shante] Go ahead.
- Nobody got time for this.
- [Shante] You thought I was playing?
- Look at your girl.
- Look at that. She just like you.
- Hey, Mommy. Come check this kid out.
He say he can rap.
He gotta prove it, though.
You trying to battle rap my girl, Nasir?
The Queensbridge Champ
since she was 9? She ain't never lost.
How much money you got?
She don't rap for free.
I'm older now, devoted
Ready to hold it down
That they stole the crown
Got props for watching cops in vans
Trying to be Roxanne's man
Pent it for my brothers
Submitted in the jungle
Group they summer youth checks
Put it in the bundle with that crumble
Ready to serve
Not just merging these words
I'm firm 'cause I learned
From the best girl in town
And I vowed to make these Jects
World renowned
And if they ever make a record
Diss me I go wild like
R-O-X-A-N-N-E
Yeah.
- That was good.
- Thanks.
Good job.
Take your ass to school.
[laughing]
The reason it's important
for a man to know more about a woman
is 'cause then he knows
the things that she likes done,
to keep her happy,
'cause that's what we're trying to do.
Get more back into the family thing.
And you can't have a family if you don't
know what it takes to have one.
The reason why I feel
we lost the family thing is because...
And, fellas, please don't get mad at me.
Please. Please don't.
...men weren't living up
to their responsibilities.
I don't know if I should say this.
[chuckles]
They weren't. I say that because
fellas got more into hanging out.
They didn't wanna be home, flowers...
Nobody was buying flowers anymore.
You had to die to get flowers.
[Roxanne Shante's "Pay Back" playing]
Well, Mother's back
Yes, the queen is home
You best believe to get off my throne
All you other MCs
I will demolish
Just for me
You can wax and polish my chin
Because I don't care
To talk back to me
You know you wouldn't dare
I gave you a chance
To see who you could be
And now I see that you can't be me
Two of y'all
Matter of fact, even four
Now I think it's gonna take much more
Of you to do what I do
And this is the reason
Why I'm telling you
When Shante's in the place
Give up the mic
'Cause to rhyme on the mic
Is what I like
To do as a fact
And you know that's true
That's the reason why I'm here
Telling me to you
Because Mother's home
That's what I say
And the reason why I say it
In the very nasty way
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