What's Love Got to Do with It Page #8
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- Year:
- 1993
- 118 min
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- All y'all get the f*** out.
- Come on.
Come on. We got to go
to work now. Come on.
Hey, hey, where the f***
you goin'? This ain't flour.
- Now get the f*** out. Sh*t.
- Come on.
Come on. Let's go, let's go.
Get the f*** out of here.
See you tomorrow, girl.
All right.
No wonder can't nobody hear you.
You need to give me them glasses
so I can look at that ugly motherf***er.
Hey, look here, um,
what you want me do?
- You want me to go?
- Oh, go on. I'm gonna work.
- All right, man. All right.
- All right. See you tomorrow.
- All right. Hey!
- Hey!
- Don't get none on ya.
- Hey, hey, all right now.
Sh*t.
Ike, that's it for me,
honey. Come on.
No, it ain't.
Ike!
No!
No!
Oh, I like this one.
Darlene, look at this.
Darlene, you think
I could wear this?
Let me see that.
The mirrors. There are
too many mirrors on it.
- Oh, but it's black and it's sexy.
- They don't wanna see you...
Well, let's see that silver one.
Who wore this dress?
Honey, nobody could fit into it.
That's why we couldn't wear it.
Whoo-ooo! Girl, you know
I could wear this dress.
I could wear this dress.
We don't get paid...
if we not on time.
Polka dots?
No, not polka dots.
Well, I don't care
what y'all pick.
You just better pick
somethin' and hurry up.
- Make sure Ike get pa-paid.
- Anna? Anna, what is it?
Darlene! Darlene,
somethin' wrong with her!
- Anna, Anna, what'd you take?
- Outta here.
Oh, sh*t.
Ike. Ike. Ike!
Hold on to this.
Come on, Anna Mae.
Come on, baby.
You gonna make it now.
Goddamn, if you don't make it...
I kill you, hear me?
Hear me, b*tch? If you don't
make it, I'll kill you.
Miss Turner? Sorry.
I know you said no visitors...
but your sister's here.
Just one minute.
Anna Mae Bullock?
Tina Turner.
I was afraid they wouldn't
let me in if I wasn't family.
- Jackie.
- Oh, little Ann.
Well, honey, this isn't a good way
to take a coffee break from Ike.
I got a sofa bed.
It's yours if you need it.
- I'll be all right.
- I just want you to know...
that I'm here.
I'm still your friend.
I love you, Anna Mae.
You take care of yourself,
little Ann.
- Hey. Psych.
- Horseshit.
Turner. Turner.
Oh, hey, Ann.
Mornin', Ike.
Feelin' all right?
Ike Junior?
Junior. Junior!
- Say hey to your mama.
- Hi, mama.
How you like the way we got
Look here,
next time you gonna take some
time off, give a n*gger some notice.
I mean, goddamn, we on the road.
and, and end up in a hospital.
For what? For nothin'.
You done run up this doctor bill. Cost me
a whole lot of money. You know that?
Look, we got,
some new material...
and I want you to get
together with the girls
and come up with some new routines.
We got...
we got wardrobe fittings.
We got,
what, 12 more cities
in a couple of weeks,
and we got to get
on the road next week.
Michael and Ronnie runnin' around here
like they done lost their mind.
Now you supposed
to be their mama.
I wish you'd get after them 'bout
that schoolwork and things. Now...
I hope you got you some rest,
'cause I'm gonna need you.
I'm gonna need you be on top of your
game, 'cause we got to go out here...
and do what we got
to do, all right?
- Sure, Ike. Sure.
- All right.
Good to see ya.
Just a minute!
Anna Mae!
Well, what a surprise.
Hello, Jackie.
I know it's not like me
to come by without callin', but...
I just really
felt like seein' you.
It's okay.
I'm glad ya did.
Oh! Well, come on in
and make yourself at home.
Well, this is...
this is a little different.
Yeah, I know.
Would you like some tea?
Yeah. Hey, why not?
- So how ya doin', Anna?
- Oh, you know, busy as ever.
Gettin' ready to go on tour.
Twelve cities.
- How are you doin'?
- Hey, you know me.
Once I'm on stage, I'm fine.
- And when you're not?
- Hey, all right now. See?
Now, ain't no such thing
as not bein' on stage.
You what... you ain't on stage,
you gettin' ready to go on stage?
Hey. Hey, b*tch. Wait, wait, wait a minute,
motherf***er. What you doin'?
What, you...
you makin' fun of me?
Now you know, fine.
Fine your ass!
See that? Now, now, see, now that's
the sh*t there that I'm talkin' about.
Oh! Next time I just might not take your
motherfuckin' ass t-to the hospital.
Oh, I... Ike, I'm sorry, Ike.
Am... am I late for rehearsal?
B*tch! B*tch, you came here late. You gonna
owe me at the end of the week, goddamn it.
Jackie! Jackie, what you doin'?
Jackie, what you doin'?
You gonna try that again?
You gonna try that again,
Jackie? Fine your ass.
Oh, Lord.
Oh, Anna.
Oh, Anna, I'm...
Oh, Anna, I'm...
no, I'm...
- No, I'm sorry. No, I'm sorry.
- No. No, Jackie.
Oh, Jackie, I just...
you know, I know what it's like to have
your own blood walk out on you.
And I just can't walk out.
I just...
I just can't walk out.
I just...
It's going to be okay.
Oh, it's gonna be okay.
Now listen.
It's gonna be okay.
Anna, come here.
Come here. Come on.
I want to share
something with you.
This is what you were doin'
when I came up?
Yeah, I was, and I'd really
like to finish it with you.
Okay.
Just follow me, Anna.
Jackie, what...
I don't know what...
I don't know what I'm sayin'.
It sounds...
I know. I know.
I know it.
It feels strange,
but it's chanting.
I'm a Buddhist now. And when you
chant, Anna, you can see things clearly.
It's like life's mirror.
And when you can
see yourself clearly...
you can change anything.
Come on. You wanna
try it with me?
Hey, Fross?
- Turn the music up.
- Turn it up?
- Hey. Oh, now, what you doin'?
- Come on, Ike.
I'm tryin' to get some sleep.
Careful with that chocolate bar.
Don't get it on your suit.
Hey, come on, Ann.
I'm tryin' to get...
Where you goin'?
Hey! Where you...
What's wrong? Hey.
Ann, you better come back over here
so I can get some sleep now.
Go straight to hell, Ike.
- Hey, Ann, where you goin'?
- Taxi!
Come on now.
Get in the car now.
- What you talkin' about taxi?
- I'm goin' shoppin'.
Look, you ain't goin' shoppin'.
You wanna go shoppin', I'll
have a man take you shoppin'.
Come on, Ike!
Woman, I tell you, get your ass in
this car. I ain't playin' with you now.
Hey, hey, call me when you're
ready to go to sound check.
Yeah, don't worry 'bout it now.
Make sure everybody be there
when they supposed to be there.
All right, all right.
What's wrong with you,
talkin' to me like that?
Don't. Leave me...
- What'd you say?
- Don't start with me.
- I ain't in the mood today, all right?
- You ain't in the mood?
Don't you ever talk to me
like that again!
You hear me?
You hear me?
I'm gonna make sure you don't ever talk
to me like that no more. Come here.
- No, Ike. No!
- Come here. Come here.
Show you somethin'. You gonna
talk to me like that again?
No!
Come here.
Come here.
Is that your best shot?
You can't do no better than that?
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