Where's the Money
- R
- Year:
- 2017
- 86 min
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Listen, la, la,
big city of dreams, baby.
You got Hollywood,
bel air,
silicon beach,
and Beverly hills, right?
Four of the wealthiest
neighborhoods in the country.
And then...
There's south central.
Now be honest,
all right,
when you hear the words
"south central,"
what do you think,
gangs, drugs, guns?
Well, then,
what the hell
are all these rich white people
doing here, hmm?!
You see, six blocks from one
of the most expensive colleges
in the country sits one
of the poorest neighborhoods
in the country.
And that's
where your boy grew up.
We got a family business.
More emphasis
on "family" than "business. "
'Cause we always broke.
20 years ago,
my dad and uncle
started this gym
to keep kids out of gangs
and off the streets,
give them
some positive role models.
Then they got locked up
for bank robbery.
I believe
they call that irony.
That left me and my moms
to run this place on our own.
She done a whole lot of good
for this community,
but doing good don't really
pay the bills,
you know what I'm saying,
and the bank's about
to shut us down.
Over the years we kept
the doors open
with endless side hustles,
and that's where my boy
juice comes in.
We've been best boys
since I was a little jit.
Now juice?
He the plug.
You need anything,
he can get it.
Just don't ask him how.
Why you laughing?
Why you laughing?
But luckily
my girlfriend Alicia
has always been there
to get us back on track.
I mean, she don't know
she's my girlfriend yet.
She got a serious crush on me.
Like, serious crush.
She say she waiting
for a real man,
but if that's not me,
then why she been flirting
so hard?
Look at her!
Look how she looking at me!
Zoom in.
Come on, you see that, right?
So that's life in the hood.
I mean,
we don't have much,
but if I can keep
those gym doors open,
I can keep my little family
together, and really,
that's what it's all about.
Nah! I'm just f***ing with you.
It's about
them dead presidents, y'all!
Get it!
I'm gonna kick your ass
so hard,
you're gonna be able
to give yourself a rim job.
You really wanna
go out like that?
South central, baby.
Yeah, think about it.
It's no game.
You in it right now.
- Let's go.
- I'm crazy.
I'm crazy! I'm crazy!
You will die today!
Now I apologize
for the language, y'all,
but this is the kind
of tough talk
you're gonna hear out
in these streets.
y'all how to fight.
Give 'em a little one,
two, three, four.
But what's that gonna solve?
What I'm uniquely qualified
to teach y'all
is that sometimes your best
weapons are your words.
and pick this up.
Words?
This is the mma class.
and let's fight.
Oh, okay, look at this guy.
Little hyped up.
Tone it down a notch.
That's great.
I see what you're doing.
Nothing he says
can provoke me
because I am de-escalating
the situation.
this close to a vagina
- -What's a vagina?
Look, I'm gonna tell you
one time and one time only.
in that corner,
- One.
- - Three!
Whoo! Punched my dick!
Okay, listen!
Oh!
What you-
time out, okay?!
What's up?!
This is my class!
I command y'all to sit down!
Sit down and listen to me!
- What about with my deep voice?!
- Hey!
Oh, that was an accident. Y'all
saw it was an accident, right?
You, you, you.
You look like you know cpr.
Come on, white girl,
go ahead, do some magic.
Go, go, go, check his pulse.
What the heck
is going on here, del?
Listen, y'all don't ruin
this for me.
Just stay tight.
Hey, Alicia.
We're just wrapping up
our session on de-escalation.
He gonna be okay.
And that is how not
to get into a fight.
Oh, man! Whoo!
Watch out for the kid
with the curly hair.
- He is mean.
- It's not a joke, del.
I ask you to watch my class
for ten minutes.
He started it. Hey!
That's the dumbest sh*t I've
heard from anyone all day,
- and that includes juice.
- As promised, I got you a pair
of refurbished Jordans, okay,
and according to the shoefax,
I only got two people
wearing these shoes prior.
You realize you're
the adult here, right?
When you gonna start
acting like one?
Del, quit trying to get
my staff pregnant
and fix the damn air
conditioner!
Ain't nobody trying
to get her pregnant, ma.
- Mind your business.
- Just 'cause you f***in' it up
don't mean you ain't tryin'.
Del, look at that thing.
It's gonna fall
and kill somebody.
You were gonna call
the repairman.
- That's your fault, mama.
- Oh, a rep-
you know what?
I'm trippin'.
Let me dip into
this discretionary fund
so I can pay for that sh*t.
You cannot give your own son
the middle finger.
Why not? I've already
tried the first two.
One, del,
get yourself out of bed
and go to school
before you flunk out.
Two, I'm not
gonna tell you again,
stop smoking weed
and playing video games.
No results,
so I'm gonna try three
and see what happens.
When the phone
get turned back on?
Dre's gym.
This is del speaking.
You have
a call from fulsom prison.
This call is timed
and monitored.
Yo, yo, yo, del!
It's your pops.
What you calling
here for, dad?
Did you not just say
"this is dre's gym"?
Who the f*** you think dre is?
It's me, nigga! It's me!
I can call
whenever the f*** I please!
Now, look, I know you
struggling and everything,
but, listen,
i might have a way to help you.
We've been getting along
just fine my whole life
- without your help.
- Look, I know, son-
you have one more minute.
F***ing jail robot.
I ain't got time to be polite.
I know you are mad at me,
but listen,
I care about you,
and I care about your mama,
wanna keep that place open,
you get your skinny ass
down here and see me
before it's motherfuckin'
too late.
My boy!
You done came to see
your old man, huh?
Look, dad,
this is business, all right?
Let's not pretend
it's anything else.
You said you could help me.
I'm here to find out how.
You know what?
You smart. Just like me.
I'm nothing like you.
Okay, now look, look, look.
Now, I know i
wasn't in your life.
All right? But I wanna
make it up to you.
Okay? I wanna
make it up to you.
- Ba-dow.
to contain
my entire childhood, dad.
It's a gift
from my motherfuckin' heart.
What is this?
That's a Mr. potato head.
- A what?
- Look at that.
I knew you was gonna
love that. Look at that.
You got the little eyes
right here,
then you got
the little nose.
Got a little comb
for the mustache.
This is some smart sh*t.
This is gonna teach you
some sh*t.
And he also got that,
just in case I got to lay
a couple motherfuckers down
up in here.
Look, dad, I'm an adult now.
Oh, so you too old to learn?
So I guess you
too old to learn
how to solve your little
bank problem, huh?
Look, what I meant to say
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