Girls Town (1996) Movie Script

1
[Tape rattling]
[Relaxing music]
[Distant car horn honks]
[Relaxing music continues]
- [Woman] No!
- [Car alarm blaring]
- [Woman] Yeah, would you stop?
- [Blaring continues]
- [Man] Let. [Shushing]
- [Woman grunts] Mm, mm, mm.
[Hip hop beat]
[Man moaning]
[Woman screaming]
[Blaring and music continue]
[Woman groaning]
[Woman groans] Help!
[Woman screaming]
[Music ends]
[Hip hop music - Native Tongues plays]
[Traffic whirring]
[Indistinct chatter]
It's not extra credit,
- it's an outline.
- Yo, what's up?
Yo, Lucci, what's up?
- Yeah, what's up?
- Why the fuck you late?
Oh, I mean, Tomy was putting up a fuss.
Grandma, you know, she couldn't watch her.
Thank you. Hey, hey man,
she loves your glasses.
I know.
Wait a minute, baby. One second.
Look what she's gonna give.
Give her the glasses, baby.
- Yeah, she loves 'em.
- Oh yeah.
There you go.
- Oh yo.
- Ah, I'm so tired.
[Group laughing]
You just roll out of bed?
Why are you saying that?
'Cause it looks like
you slept in your clothes.
Look, man, you always
dissing my outfits,
and it's like, I mean I got so much style,
and you don't even know it.
Ooh, what style? What style?
My style, all right.
What are you writing, Nikki?
[Nikki] None of your business.
Well, is it personal
or is it school-related?
- It's none of your business.
- Ooh, shit.
Leave it alone.
- Leave it alone.
- [Car horn honking]
Just leave it.
- Yo!
- [Man] Morning, cutey.
Get outta here.
Check it out, man. Check it out.
Look, I got me a new lip liner.
No?
Emma, you wanna try it?
I'll pass.
Cool 'cause I don't want your VD on it.
- Oh, fuck you.
- Ooh, damn.
Yo.
All right, you didn't
do your speech, right?
- We should go.
- What speeches?
Oh, oh.
- Okay.
- Speeches.
- Patti.
- That's easy though.
- You didn't do it?
- I could just easily
- come up with that.
- Yeah, right.
[Patti] 'Cause I don't got
nothing first period anyway.
[Emma] Okay, um, first of all,
I wanna be a journalist
when I get out of here.
Um, I think that it's really important to,
um, see what's going on in the world
and then communicate
your perspective on it.
[Angela] I don't like nicknames,
like Angie, and Anne Anne, or Ange.
My name is Angela, all right?
All right, my three dreams in life are,
one, to win the lotto,
two, to get the hell
outta this fucking town.
Excuse me. [Chuckles]
And three, to be a photographer
and travel around the
world taking pictures.
[Nikki] And I like writing in my journal
because it's a place, um, whatever,
to put my thoughts.
Um, I'm also, uh,
I have an internship
at the women's shelter.
Also, I would like to
get a camera for Tomy
so that she can learn, and
then when she gets a little older,
maybe she could be my assistant.
I like, um, writing poetry,
but I don't like to read
it, out loud, I mean.
And I'm accepted to Princeton next year.
And I wanna major in
African American studies
and creative writing.
But my father wants me
to major in business.
I do everything there from,
like, stuffing envelopes
to helping the women find, um,
new apartments to move into.
And, um, and that's it.
And this is most important.
I don't like people working
my business, period.
And that's it.
And I also think what
makes a good parent
is loving your kid and going easy on them.
Being mean to your kid
is stupid, and that's it.
[Mocking] And I can't wait to get
out of this fucking school.
Oh, excuse me, Miss Hill.
- Fuck you.
- You were so fucking funny,
No, Emma was fucking funny.
No, you were funny.
You were like so nervous, like blushing.
I was not nervous!
[Emma] Yes, you were.
[Patti] No, I wasn't.
- Oh man.
- I don't give a fuck
- about that stupid thing.
- Oh yeah, right.
- You were fucking nervous, man.
- [Toilet flushes]
You were spitting and
drooling all over the place.
She was.
You're the one drooling.
No, I wasn't.
You was walking with your
paper in front of your face.
That's just 'cause I can't read my
own writing, that's all.
Come on, Nik.
[Group laughing]
[Angela] Y'all making jokes.
I'm serious, I gotta go
home and study tonight.
[Emma] I know, me too.
[Nikki] Oh god, you wanna go right now?
I can't, I gotta go to the shelter.
Oh, shit, I'm going home.
- You leaving too?
- Yeah.
- Damn.
- It's time to go.
Just, just call me later,
let me know what's up.
- All right, cool.
- We'll hook up later, maybe study.
- [Patti] What's up?
- At least Patti's here, what's up?
- Yo, Patti.
- Yo.
What's up? Hey, Tomy.
Those daycare people
are pissing me off, man.
I mean, they always pastoring me
'bout how I take care of Tomy, you know?
Am I feeding all right?
Am I cleaning the cut all
right? It's making me sick.
Let's all do something fun, huh?
[Emma] I can't, I gotta go.
- All right.
- All right.
- Well, we should go.
- All right, let's go.
I'll call you later, all right?
- All right.
- Study real hard.
Right.
- What's up? Oh.
- What's up with that?
She's going to the shelter.
- Oh, shelter?
- Yeah.
Oh.
- Wanna go? [Chuckling]
- So good.
[Birds chirping]
[Dog barking]
- [Quiet emo music]
- [Nikki] Damn.
[Emma] What?
Look at this. These are dorms.
These are, these are fucking dorms.
Let me see.
Damn,
that is so cool.
With the windows and everything.
Wow.
Hey, hey, did you ever, um,
send in your housing application?
No.
You didn't?
Mm-mm.
All right. [Chuckling]
Nikki, you know where you're gonna be?
You're gonna be here in the cafeteria.
They're gonna be like, "Sorry,
Nik, we ran outta room."
[Emma chuckling]
You can be in, like,
the cafeteria kitchen.
Shit, guess I'll be
by the food. [Chuckling]
Right.
Oh man, we have this really
nice pasta pot stew for you to sleep in.
[Both laughing]
I can't believe you didn't do that.
Whatever.
Yeah, what?
Ah.
What?
No.
What?
You gonna let me touch that?
- Yeah.
- You're kidding.
Put your hand right here.
- Right here?
- Yeah.
Okay.
Alright.
See, like, even though we're
gonna be apart next year,
we'll always be together...
...like this.
Cool.
Now sign your name.
Should I write something corny?
Feel free. I, I know you can't resist.
Okay.
- Oh god. You're so crazy.
- [Emma chuckling]
That is so cool.
I'm gonna have to get you to do one
of those for me before you go.
I am really, really
gonna miss you next year.
[Upbeat hip hop music]
Sexy, sexy, sexy tremble, huh
Baby trembled when he walked
He had all the little
girls in the neighborhood
Y'all know brothers ain't no good
Yeah
He used to stay down
this corner when we were young
Because my mother treated him
Hey.
Hey.
Hey, [chuckling] What's up?
- What's up? What do you got?
- Huh?
What are you listening to?
Did you study?
Nope, you were supposed to call me.
- What happened?
- Ah, fuck.
That's all right, I wrote some shit.
Don't worry about it.
Sorry, I was gonna
call you from Nikki's,
but then we didn't even end up studying.
So where's Nikki?
I don't know, I guess she's late.
I guess so.
Yo, Patti.
- Hey, what's up?
- Yo, Patti.
That guy in there is such an asshole.
I'd to, like, steal these sugars
'cause he's like, "Two-sugar limit."
I'm like, "When did that start?
I always take four or
six sugars, you know?
You putting rules on it."
Why are you such a big
spender today anyway?
Because Grandma gave me twenty dollas.
- Oh word?
- She gave you $20?
- Yeah, yeah.
- That's so nice.
Oh, look what else I got too.
- Wait, hold on.
- [Package scrunches]
Shit, oh yeah, that's it.
- Oh!
- Oh.
Yeah, found it in the couch,
sticking under the pillows.
Yeah, it had hairs in it and shit.
[Emma] Oh, tasty.
Yeah, I'll save it for after school.
[Emma] Yeah, 'cause
we got that test 2nd.
Oh, there's a test today?
[Emma] Patti.
Hey, what's up, y'all?
- Yo, yo, what's up, yo?
- What's up?
- Yeah, what's up, girl?
- Oh, what's up, Marlys?
Yo, y'all going to
Wanda's party tonight?
- Hell fucking no.
- Wanda?
- I don't think so.
- Uh-uh.
Oh, word, I know, right?
Yo, but my boy Solomon's
gonna be up in there.
So I'ma go.
- Mmmmmm.
- Solomon?
That is a good reason to go.
Maybe we go in disguise, all right?
Word.
- For real it's like that?
- Yeah, right.
- Yeah, we'll go incognito.
- Yeah, see if you recognize us.
All right, you guys are bugging though.
- Solomon.
- Whatever!
I'll see y'all later, okay?
- All right, Marlys.
- See you later.
What time is it anyway?
We should probably go too.
Why you care about being so early?
Why do you always wanna be late?
'Cause I don't care.
Oh, all right, fine.
- Emma!
- What?
- Where the fuck are you...
- [Emma] I'm going.
[Angela] I swear, if
there was no school,
- you would be fucked up.
- I know.
- Where's Nikki?
- I don't know. What time is it?
[Emma] Come on now, pick up.
[Students chattering]
[Emma] Yo, Dylan, we got a test.
[Dylan] What is it on?
I don't even know.
Oops, what, didn't you study?
For about, like, two seconds.
[Dylan] Yeah, I don't even wanna go.
I got Statmore.
Are you gonna skip?
I don't know.
I gotta go, I guess, you know?
Yeah, I gotta go too.
All right, see you later?
Yeah, okay.
Bye. [Smooching] When?
I don't know, later.
All right, just bye.
Bye.
[Students chattering indistinctly]
- What's up?
- What's up?
Class, I've just come
from Mrs. Clinton's office.
- [Teacher] Last night--
- Nikki's dead, Nikki's dead.
Nikki's dead.
Yeah, I was just in
the principal's office.
A cop was there, and, um,
they were talking about Nikki.
[Teacher] Hey, wait a minute.
Yeah, and then one girl
said that she took pills
and the other girl said
that she... hung herself.
I can't believe it.
Come on, let's go.
I can't believe it.
Come on, let's go.
[Sad music]
[Sad music continues]
[Train horn blows, in distance]
[Sad music continues]
[Man] Hey yo, shoot there, shoot there.
[Music continues]
We were thinking that
we were gonna take up a
collection in school, you know?
And use the money to, um,
paint a, a big mural in her memory.
Yeah, our friend Marlys,
she's a really good artist, so.
We just want you to know that
we're really sad about Nikki.
Yeah, we, we, we really loved her.
Ah, um, Mrs. Wells,
could I use the bathroom?
Go ahead, Emma. You know where it is.
Okay, thanks.
[Ice cubes clattering]
Um, we were thinking that, um,
we, we don't wanna pry or anything, but-
We were really close to Nikki.
Yeah.
And we were wondering
if, um, [throat clearing]
um, did she leave a letter or something?
You, you know, just,
did she try and explain?
Nikki left a lot of things behind.
Going through all of her things
are not really our priority right now.
But did, did she say anything?
Yeah, I mean, we were her best friends.
It's very personal, okay?
Uh, girls, [sighing] I'm sorry,
but I've got a lot of things
that I need to take care of.
So, uh, I better get
started on that right now.
[Footsteps upstairs]
[Patti sighing]
[Toilet flushing]
[Floorboard creaking]
Oh, um, Emma,
would you please thank your mother for me
for those flowers that she sent over?
- They were very pretty.
- Sure, yeah, okay.
- Thanks a lot, Mrs. Wells.
- Thanks, Mrs. Wells.
Sorry about, you know?
[Door clicking]
[Bird chirping]
- Oh, man.
- The fuck
was taking you so long?
I had do something up there.
- That was such a mess.
- Come on.
Leave us dangling like that.
Just keep walking cause
look, look what I got
- Oh, what?
- Oh shit, oh shit.
I got her fucking journal.
Whoa, Emma.
Just keep walking. Come on, God.
What the fuck?
- Come on, let's keep going.
- [Gate creaking]
Let's go
[Gate creaking]
[Patti] Come on, Emma, start.
I don't think I can read this.
Come on, Emma.
"This morning,
I couldn't get out of bed.
I don't even wanna get up
to go to school."
This is all just stuff about college.
[Paper rustling]
"Late at night, I lie awake
thinking about the future,
and I don't see anything good.
I just wish I could
walk away and come back,
and I'd feel differently."
This is all stuff about her mother.
Jesus, look at her handwriting.
She's so fucked up.
Oh, Nikki.
Oh, why'd she go do it?
It's her poems...
Oh... is this your hand, Emma?
Lemme see.
It's your hand...
Yeah.
What's this? A drawing?
"Fuck you, Richard Helms."
Richard Helms, who's Richard Helms?
He's a guy at her
internship at the magazine.
"I couldn't even look at him."
"I couldn't believe
someone could do that."
"I feel so bad."
"No matter how hard, I..."
She was raped.
Get the fuck outta here.
"Fuck you, Richard Helms".
She was raped.
God.
She fucking didn't say nothing.
I mean, we could have helped her.
Man, she shoulda said something.
- This is fucked up.
- She shoulda said something.
This is really fucked up.
What kinda shit is that to
keep to your fucking self?
Man, I mean, that makes
me wonder, you know?
You think you know someone,
and I thought I knew Nikki,
and I don't know Nikki,
you know what I mean?
I don't know.
I mean, it makes sense to me.
What?
Well, you know, she was, like,
always totally in control of
everything, like Miss Perfect?
And she thought she could
handle it by herself, you know?
And she couldn't.
[Patti] Yeah, if she handled it by
herself and she ain't here no more -
Oh, wait a second.
What are you talking about, Emma?
I mean, we, we hung out every day.
We talked about everything.
Well, I guess we didn't, you know?
I mean, she walked around
with that for, like, too long.
[Angela] That's really fucked up.
Yeah, but it's true. I mean,
people don't talk about that shit.
What people?
Well, [scoffing] I mean,
how much do you tell me
about shit that you're going through?
Like what?
What's, you know, with like, your life?
What do you wanna know?
Look, Angela, that's not what I mean.
I'm not trying to fight with you.
I'm just trying to say
like, I've known you,
I've been friends with you for as long
as I've known Patti and Nikki.
And I, I don't know practically
anything about your life.
I'm asking you.
So what you wanna know?
All right, fine. You
wanna talk about it now?
I wanna know everything.
Well, I'll tell you this.
I'm not like Nikki, all right?
I'm not gonna go and fucking kill myself
'cause I know what's going
on in my life, all right?
Whatever, you're not
hearing what I'm saying.
Oh, like, I'm just supposed to start
spilling my guts out
about what happened to me?
A'ight - I ate cereal this morning, right?
I washed my fucking ass, got dressed,
walked out my house, went to school,
found out something really
fucked up happened to my friend,
and now I'm hearing all
this bullshit, all right?
No, that's bullshit, Angela!
You know, you're telling me
that you want me to open up,
and you want us to tell-
But I can tell you how
the fuck, I wanna tell you.
- That's my fucking point, Emma!
- Oh, please...
Oh man, let's stop fighting,
- all right?
- Damn.
Let's just chill out, man, fuck.
I mean, all right, like, for me,
you know, like, I don't
need to know... everything
that's going on in the world, you know...
But maybe the more major events, you know,
you could tell us about, you know?
Instead of go and fucking
killing yourself, man.
I mean, what is the big fucking deal?
So you say, you know,
look, I got fucked up,
you know? Whatever.
I got fucked up.
[Angela] What?
[Patti] What? What do
you mean you got fucked up?
I got raped.
- I don't believe this shit.
- When did you get raped?
[Emma] It was in October.
You got raped last year
and you didn't fucking say nothing?
I didn't know what to say.
Oh, man, I mean, this is scary to me.
I feel like I don't know nobody no more.
I mean, all these secrets.
Well, I'm telling you now, okay?
Emma.
Emma.
What happened?
I was on a date with
this guy and he raped me.
[Patti] You were on a date
with a guy and he raped you?
Yeah, I was on a date
with a guy and he raped me.
Do you have a problem with that?
Ahhhh, all right, look.
You wanna know what happened,
I'll tell you what happened.
I was at this party,
and I was with Josh.
- Josh?
- Yeah.
We've been going out for, like, two weeks.
We hadn't had sex yet.
And we were at this party,
and we were kissing,
and I was having a really good time.
So I was like, "Let's go outside."
So we go out to his car,
and we're kissing
and
got my shirt open.
And then he says, "I'm
gonna fuck you now."
And I'm like, "What?"
And he's like, "I'm gonna fuck you."
And then he pushed me
and the door was locked.
And...
Emma.
Emma, shit, I mean, you go into a car
like that with a guy...
I didn't wanna have sex.
Look, man, I believe you.
But I mean, what do you expect?
I mean, they wanna have sex with you,
you don't have sex with them,
they gonna fuck you anyway.
I mean, if, if you call that rape,
then you know, I've been raped by,
by just about every
guy I've gone out with.
This shit is not fucking funny, Patti.
I'm not saying it's funny.
I'm just saying that's just the reality.
But that doesn't make it right, Patti.
[Patti] Look, you just
don't get in that situation
in the first place.
But you're in that situation now.
What the fuck are you talking about?
When I don't wanna fuck someone,
I don't get in no car
with my tits hanging out.
Patti, I'm talking about Eddie
and the fact that he
beats on you all the time.
That's the situation you're in.
What the fuck are you
bringing up Eddie for, huh?
You don't bring him into this.
He has nothing to do with this!
[Emma] He has everything
to do with this.
You give me a break.
You coming outta left field with this.
I don't even get that
fucked up from Eddie.
- [Angela] Oh, so what?
- There's a level to it?
Patti, look, you have
no control over Eddie
and what he does to you, all right?
No control?
You go fuck yourself.
I mean, I broke up with
him a long time ago.
That's taking control.
[Emma] And he still fucks with you.
Well, what am I gonna do, all right?
I mean, look, at least I'm not just
sitting around complaining about it.
Exactly, you don't complain.
You just keep taking that shit
just like everybody else.
Yeah, well, we take
it because [chuckles]
we try to talk about it
and look what happens -
we fight for 20 minutes.
Well, at least, you know,
we're talking about it
and not fucking killing
ourselves, you know?
Mmmm, talking about it,
Talking about it is cool.
Like, don't get me wrong,
but when the fuck does it
dawn on you to do something?
Like, to fight back?
You know what I'm saying?
And saying, "I'm not gonna
take this shit anymore.
I'm tired, I'm outta here."
'Cause he ain't gonna fucking stop.
- Uh uh.
- No way.
[Static buzzing]
[Sad music plays -
Somedays by Neneh Cherry]
I'm fucking hung over.
Really...
Hung over from life...
Hmm, no shit.
This is just... so fucked up, you know?
Emma...
look, I'm sorry.
Me too.
Thank God it's fucking Friday,
- That's all I can say.
- [Angela chuckling]
T-G-I-F-F.
Yeah, well, don't go
thanking him too soon.
You know what today is, right?
- What?
- Fucking pep rally.
[Emma] Man, Nikki did
more for this school
than those assholes, you know?
But she was in the pep
squad, so who gives a fuck?
[Patti] Yeah, man, they're so phony man.
They're full of shit 'cause
they own it all, you know?
[Angela] I know.
[To passing girls] I hate
this fucking school!
[Emma] It's like house of freaks.
- Let's get outta here.
- [Patti] Where you going?
- [Emma] Dug out.
- [Patti] Dug out?
- Let's go.
- Yeah.
[School band music from inside]
- Yo.
- [Cheering]
Check it out.
- Number 33.
- That's Josh's car.
[Angela] This is his car?
[Emma] Yeah.
Hold on, this is the Love Machine?
Oh, shut up.
[Angela] I'm sorry. [Chuckling]
Oh, man, he's a motherfucker.
He's a fucking dick.
- Motherfucker.
- Damn.
- [Keys clinking]
- [Bag zipping]
I don't think your keys are gonna work.
Yeah, they are.
- They're gonna fucking work.
- [Keys scratching]
Jesus Christ.
What are you doing?
Oh, sick.
[Patti] I know what I'm fucking doing.
I'm a fucking mechanic, you fucker.
Damn.
- Holy shit.
- [Screwdriver grating]
Shit.
- Oh!
- Shit.
[Patti] Goddammit, fucking asshole.
She is fucking...
- [Tire pops, hisses]
- Got it! Got it!
- [Tire rim clanging]
- [Car thudding]
Shit, Patti, gimme that.
- Check it out.
- [Paint spray rattling]
Go, go on, man.
All right, all right.
Oh shit.
Oh, Emma, Emma!
[Emma grunting]
Wait, move, move, move.
[Block clacking]
Fuck, fuck, Emma.
Fucking do it, girl!
There you go.
Emma, fuck, shit.
Give me that spray.
- [Paint spray rattling]
- Go, go, fuck.
Give me that fucking screwdriver.
[Patriotic music from band continues]
Wait til he fucking sees this.
- Oh shit.
- Oh,
let's get the fuck out, Emma.
- Come on.
- Come on!
- Oh shit.
- Wait, come on. Wait.
Come on, baby.
[Patti] Here we go.
- All right.
- Oh, shit, okay.
They gonna have a good rally for this?
[Group laughing]
All right.
Okay, let's make a toast.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
[Upbeat hip hop from boombox]
To Nikki.
Yeah.
- To Nikki.
- To Nikki.
[Glasses clinking]
All right, and to Josh's
face when he sees his car.
[Laughing]
All right.
Oh, man, I wish I could
have seen that, man.
Picture it, Emma.
I mean, [chuckling]
He's gonna see his car,
he be like, "What the fuck?"
That's my fucking car, man!
You know how some guys, they put, like,
"Smooth Lover" on their car.
[Emma and Angela crack up]
Oh, they put like, "You can't touch this."
[Group laughing] "Smooth lover"...
It's true, Angela, I've
seen it, I've seen it.
That old boy's gonna be driving around
with "Rapist" on his car.
Oh shit. Oh man.
[Patti] He's gonna get
the ladies now, right?
Oh man.
Damn though, we forgot to
break off that antenna, man.
So?
Well, he can still listen to music.
I don't like that, man.
- It bothers me.
- Oh yeah, right?
Like he's sitting in his car
with all those flat tires
and the broken glass,
- Listening to music.
- [Patti's grandma] Patti!
Hold on, hold on...
What?
[Patti's grandma] What's
going on down there?
- We're just...
- [Emma chuckling]
We're just chilling out.
- I know...
- [Boombox volume decreases]
...she's like, listening to
Lawrence Welk up there.
What?
What, Lawrence Welk?
Yeah, she loves him.
Right. [Laughing]
No, it's 'cause Tomy's sleeping.
- Oh.
- But it's cool, it's cool.
- It's cool.
- I think we should be
- thanking Tomy.
- Why?
Because your box sounds like shit.
[Emma and Patti laughing]
When the fuck you gonna
get a new one, man?
It does suck.
All right, all right, I heard it.
Point taken, all right?
Eddie took the good one, all right?
So why don't you get some bars
bars on your fucking windows
so he can't be coming
up in here all the time?
You know how much bars cost?
Like $500.
Yeah, we should have stolen
Josh's car and sold it.
And then we'd have the money.
[Patti] Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, but we also coulda
bought something nice for Nikki.
Yeah, like paint for Marlys to do
- that mural or something.
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Yeah, maybe some flowers
for her mother or something.
Mm-mm, mm-mm, fuck her mother, uh-uh.
- I don't think so.
- Fuck her mother.
[Angela] Uh-uh. [Chuckling]
Damn, though, damn.
So much has happened in three days.
It's like... so much.
[Emma] It's like a movie or something.
Yeah, no, but if it was a movie,
we would've shot 50 people by now.
True...
Patti, Emma, and Angela
starring in "Those Crazy Girls."
Yeah.
No, but we'll be like
wearing smeared lipstick
and be crying 'cause, like,
we don't know how to hold a gun,
- You know?
- Right. [Laughing]
Yeah. No, this ain't no movie.
But that felt good today though.
- That felt good.
- Oh, felt real good.
All right.
[Powerful music - PJ Harvey plays]
A'ight, one second.
Well, hello, ladies, what a surprise.
- What's up?
- Hi, Eddie.
Hey, how's my little girl doing?
- Damn.
- She's doing fine,
- but get your hands off her.
- She's dripping, man.
Yeah, well, she's freaking
hot, all right, she's tired.
Not for nothing, Cora,
but do the letters A-C
mean anything to you?
Would you shut up?
I'm talking quiet, all right?
Keep it quiet, man, you... ugh
Jesus, man, chill out.
Don't you keep her up all night
watching talk shows and shit?
Yeah, that's what I did.
- Who's that for?
- That's for me.
What about her?
She want something?
Well, why don't you get her something?
Can I have some potato chips, please?
Would you get her
something nutritious, please?
Like a sandwich, right?
- Yeah, get a sandwich.
- Can I have
a cheese sandwich, Cora, please?
Yeah, make it Swiss.
Swiss is too spicy, all right?
She doesn't like that spicy shit.
[Cora] She said...
Look, man, I said I don't
like American, all right?
I had American in my sandwich last week,
She couldn't get enough of that shit.
- I'm telling you.
- American has nothing good in it,
- all right?
- All right, Swiss, Swiss.
- Swiss!
- Okay, Swiss, please.
She said, "Swiss."
[Faint upbeat music]
[Angela's mom] Angela? Angela,
I'm going to a board meeting.
I'ma be back late.
Look, I want you to get those
clothes out of the hamper upstairs
and bring them down to the laundry.
Tonight, okay?
[Headphones music continues]
Words.
- Word.
- [Marlys chuckling]
Yo, that's real fucked
up about Nikki, man.
Yeah.
I thought she was a real
cool person, you know?
Yeah.
Can't believe we're saying "was"...
- Right?
- ...You know?
Man, people get so sad sometimes.
Yeah.
Was it like, like, like that thing
you guys did to Josh's car...
...is that what happened to Nikki?
Well, no, not, not exactly.
Well, whatever, when I heard about it,
I was like, "Oh shit, that
shit was mad as fuck."
I was like, "Oh no!"
- Really?
- Y'all was like,
"Representing for all of us, man."
You know how proud I felt.
- I was like, "Yeah."
- Really?
- Yeah.
- It was cool.
- It was really cool.
- Yeah, it was that cool.
I, I, like, broke the window.
Word.
- Yeah.
- I was like,
[Emma imitates shattering].
- Oh shit.
- Yeah.
- That was cool.
- Cool, right?
Excellent.
- Yeah, we'll use this one.
- Yeah, man, cool.
All right, so I'm gonna go,
and, uh, Tomy's gonna stay here.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, uh-uh.
Patti, where are you going?
I got car shop.
If I don't go, he's gonna fail me.
- Patti.
- Patti,
we got a lot of work to do.
Well, I got five absences
already, all right?
And now I'm gonna be late.
What about daycare?
They couldn't get a sub today.
I mean, come on, you guys.
Why are you giving me
such a hard time, huh?
Patti, you can't just...
It's okay, Patti, I'll watch her.
- Just leave her with me.
- Thanks, Marlys.
All right, you wanna
play with these, huh?
She loves playing with these.
- All right.
- All right.
All right, man, I'll see you.
- I'll see you later on, bye.
- Thanks.
[Emma] Thank you, bye.
She did it again.
She's like, "Peace."
Marlys, let me ask you a question.
Why the fuck you always agree
to do stupid shit like this, huh?
What is she gonna do?
She can't help it.
Yeah, but we're working
on the last fucking issue.
It's already late.
And, and what if she starts crying?
Just chill, Angela, you
gonna make her feel bad.
Marlys, give me a break.
Tomy does not know what
I'm talking about, look.
Right, you don't know how
this really fucks shit up?
- [Emma laughs]
- See?
I just wish she'd be
a little more, you know,
like, I mean, I'm happy
to do it sometimes, right?
But when it fucks up the paper,
then I'm like, "No."
Fuck up the paper?
Try fucking up your fucking life.
Yo, what is she supposed to do?
It happened, what would y'all have done?
It's called an abortion.
Emma, don't even talk like
that right in front of Tomy,
that's fucked up.
It's reality.
Whatever, just take it
easy on her, all right?
Who, Tomy?
What are you, working for
The Fetus Rights Organization
Or something? [Chuckling]
- [Marlys] Okay.
- Look, look, all I know is that
I'm not having any fucking kids.
Never?
Look, I wanna do whatever I wanna do.
You know what I'm saying?
Anything and everything.
I wanna write, I wanna be successful.
I just don't wanna deal with
the bullshit like Patti,
- you know what I'm saying?
- No, wait.
But let's say you got pregnant,
then what would you do?
It's not gonna happen.
- [Marlys] How do you know?
- You never gonna have sex?
I've had sex, I don't
have a baby, right?
Wait. You've had sex?
- [Marlys laughing]
- [Emma laughing]
[Angela laughing]
Fuck you.
[Emma] So then, right, in
bio, Mr. Dole is sitting there,
and he's like talking to the clock, right?
He's so fucked up.
He's like,
- "The piston, the flower."
- Ewww, no, stop, no.
"And the petal..." What you writing?
She's probably writing her number.
Oh, no, I already wrote it over there.
- On the other side...
- Oh. [Chuckling]
No one's called me.
They will, they will.
Wait, seriously, I'll fuck
you up if you fuck... with...
- Me.
- [Angela laughs]
Oh, I'm scared.
Oh, I just pissed in my pants, for real.
Oh damn. Give me a break.
- [Patti burps]
- No, you didn't.
That's so fucking nasty.
I haven't had anything to eat all day.
That's even worse.
Oh man, that's like a day
old, man, a day-old burp.
What are you writing?
Pervert? What are you writing?
Subvert the...
All right, all right, all right.
What is it?
- Subvert the pa-tri-archy...
- Patriarchy.
It's like a fucking term paper.
Emma, we'll have to give you "C".
You know, we don't like
those big-ass words, right?
[Toilet paper thuds]
Oh, look, look.
All right, make sure you
throw that shit up there,
- not at us, all right?
- No, I know what I'm doing.
No, just make sure you wet it enough.
Yeah, I know, I know.
It's just different toilet paper.
I, I just wanna see it fall
on someone's head, that's all.
- Not like that.
- What are you guys
trying to fucking do?
Trying to add to the fucking thing.
[Emma] Yo, check it out.
Oh, man, Josh's car.
- Yeah.
- Put number 33 on it.
Oh, right.
[Angela] This is like
the door of shame and shit.
Check it out, nice dicky.
It's a little crooked.
You would know.
Don't even talk like that.
It's true.
These guys will
- fuck with you.
- What're you do...
...oh, this is turning into a drama.
Now, if anybody has names to add,
- They just put 'em down.
- [Door squeaks open]
Hey, hey, we got visitors.
Oh. It's Heather.
And her friend, Heather.
I mean, Benita.
[Angela laughing]
Why don't you cut it out?
Why don't you cut it out?
You think that's funny?
Yes, we do think that's funny.
Y'all gotta use the bathroom?
Yeah, why don't y'all
go do what you need to do?
It's our bathroom too.
"It's our bathroom too."
Like who gives a fuck, all right?
Did you do that?
[Angela] Did you do it?
Well, I mean, we just came
and discovered it, imagine.
And you're standing right next to it.
Because it's a free country, girl,
I can stand where I wanna stand.
Is that okay with you?
The markers are right
there in your pocket.
Do you think we're stupid?
Yeah.
Yeah, we do think you're stupid.
Well, you're wrong,
okay, 'cause we're not.
'Cause we know that you
did that to Josh's car.
How do you know?
[Heather] We know.
Well, give me some
information. How do you know?
It doesn't matter.
[Patti] You're talking bullshit.
I don't have to tell you.
Look, stop talking bullshit, all right?
Why the fuck you comin' our face anyway?
Because Josh is our friend.
Oh. Oh, I'm sorry, Josh is your friend?
You know what?
Get the fuck out right now.
I just think you should be careful
if you're gonna go around
telling lies about people.
Lies?
The fuck you talking about telling lies?
- You go fuck yourself.
- Hold up, hold up.
Is that a fucking threat?
Whatever, look, just
because your friend is dead,
don't go taking it out on other people.
- Oh no.
- All right, listen.
God! Fuck!
- Fuck!
- Right, fuck, fuck, fuck!
[Emma] Fucking bitch! Hey!
[Group screaming indistinctly]
[Students chattering indistinctly]
[School bell ringing]
[Chairs grating]
[Students chattering indistinctly]
Hey.
Where were you?
Clinton's office.
What'd she want?
She wanted to congratulate me
on what a fine student I am.
You get in trouble for the fight?
No, I didn't, but um,
Patti and Angela got suspended.
That's good.
So, um, where were you all weekend?
What do you mean?
Well did you get any of my messages?
I left you a whole bunch.
Yeah.
So why didn't you call me back?
I don't know.
I was busy.
Okay, busy doing what?
I was, like, taking
care of shit, you know?
So you were hanging
with your posse, huh?
My friends, yeah.
[Dylan] You know, it kinda
pissed me off, Emma.
What pissed you off?
That I sat around for three days,
and I didn't hear from you.
Well, I didn't ask you to
sit around for three days.
I didn't say you did. It just, you know?
- Oh, it's fucked.
- Look, Dylan. [Sighing]
No, I have enough going on in
my life right now, you know?
And then to come into school,
and then my boyfriend be like,
"Oh, I'm really pissed
at you," it's like, no.
I'm sorry. You know, forget it.
It just, it was just frustrating,
- you know?
- Well, I'm sorry.
So you heard about Josh's car?
Yeah.
[Dylan] I heard he's pretty pissed.
Well,
I'd be pretty pissed if
I was the girl he raped.
No, totally.
Still it's, like, violent, you know?
Violent? [Sighing]
I don't know, Dylan.
I mean, it looked to me like somebody
was trying to make a point, you know?
I mean, did you see
what it said on the car?
Do you know what rapist means?
Yeah, I know.
Why'd you do it?
What are you talking about?
[Dylan] I know you were there.
The whole school knows.
So?
So what?
So what? What do you mean, "So what?"
How can you just say, "So what?"
'Cause I'm proud of what I did.
Oh my God. I don't understand.
You, I mean, I understand
that you're upset about Nikki,
but I don't know how you think that
trashing someone's car is gonna make any-
You really don't understand, do you?
Why do you have to
get sarcastic with me?
I'm trying to talk to you.
Talk away.
[Scoffing] You know,
you can talk about all
this stuff with your little
friends, but what I try to-
Dylan, what the fuck do you
know about any of my friends?
What do I need to know?
I mean, just look at them!
I mean, what about Patti?
It's like she got a fucking kid.
Like, what's up with that?
I don't fucking believe this.
She's a fucking juvenile delinquent.
No, not even juvenile.
I mean, she's been let back so many times.
What is she now, like 40?
I mean, come on, Emma, she
takes fucking car shop.
You were accepted to
Columbia for next year,
and you're hanging out,
where are you going?
I'm going to class. Where
do you think I'm going?
You know, I really, I think
you're throwing shit away.
Yeah, I can tell you how much
that shit means to me that
I'm throwing away, right?
This much. Right now, it means this much.
[Door creaking]
[Door clicking]
[Angela's mom] Angela,
what are you doing home?
Angela, what are you doing home?
What are you doing home?
I'm picking up some papers
for the school meeting.
Did you get out early?
Could say that.
Okay, did you do your homework?
Nope, I didn't have any homework.
Got suspended.
- Excuse me?
- I said I got suspended.
Now, why did you get suspended?
And look at me when you're speaking to me.
I wasn't talking yet.
I got suspended 'cause I got in a fight.
I know you better lose
that attitude right now,
young lady, right now!
Now I have a meeting that I am late for.
Here I am fighting to keep a school open,
and you're getting suspended from yours.
Are you finished?
Oh, don't you dare tell
me when to finish. Now...
...you were fighting
over what and with who?
- She got in my face.
- I don't know her name.
Oh, she got in your face.
You don't even know her name.
And you just started to fight her.
Out of the clear blue sky?
She got in my face, that's it, alright?
That's it.
You think it's that simple?
Of course not, nothing's that simple
when I'm talking to you.
Life is not simple, Angela,
but I didn't make the rules.
- What was I supposed to do?
- You were supposed
to use some common sense.
Oh, okay, so now I'm stupid?
No, you are not stupid,
but fighting was stupid, yes.
And you know better than that!
I know to stand up
for what I believe in.
Oh, and what is
that, Angela? Huh?
What could some little school
girl possibly say to you
that could make you fight her?
She dissed Nikki, all right?
Who does she think she
is to come in my face
telling me, "So what
your friend got killed?"
I'm not supposed to feel for that?
God!
Baby, I'm not saying that
you're not supposed to feel for that.
I understand that.
Angela, Nikki is dead, and
that's a horrible thing.
I'm sorry. But what is important
is for you to keep living.
Getting in some little fight
is not going to bring Nikki back.
I know, but you know what?
It felt real good at the time.
So how does it feel now?
This is your life, Angela.
Exactly.
My life.
[Sad hip hop music]
[Sad music continues]
[Distant siren wails]
[Emma and Nikki chuckling]
[Nikki] Put your hand right here.
Right here?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
[Nikki] All right.
See, like, even though
we're gonna be apart next year,
we'll always be together
like this.
[Emma] I am really, really
gonna miss you next year.
[People exclaiming]
[Boombox music in park]
You know it's not my birthday.
Just fuck it, Cam, all right?
I'm somewhere else right now.
What, you having one
a those female problems?
Don't even start with that shit, Cam.
Oh, check it out, man.
Your game is-
Look, as a matter of fact,
yes, I am having a female problem.
It's my fucking mother, all right?
I mean, it's bad enough she
sweating my shit at home,
now, she's fucking up
my game over here too.
Just forget about it.
You're graduating next week.
Summer's coming up in a few weeks.
Baby, it's all good.
Yeah, you're right, it is all good.
That's why I'm out.
Soon as I get my fucking diploma,
I'm outta here, I'm going.
Hold up, hold up.
School starts in September.
You saying you leaving early?
Hell yeah, I'm leaving early.
I'm tired of being under her roof
and following her fucking rules.
You know what I'm saying?
All right, all right, A-S-A-P?
Yes, N-O-W.
O-K-A-Y.
Fuck you, Cam.
- [Rim thuds]
- [Angela mocks; Cam laughs]
I hope it clears up today
so we can go hang out later
or something, you know?
I wanna play today, you know?
- It's our day off. Right?
- I'm sayin'.
We should go to Max's though.
You should get those pants.
- Oh yeah, you think they cool?
- They're super cool on you.
- Okay.
- [Man] Yo baggy pants,
Why don't you let me crawl
in those pants with you?
Oh, fuck off.
[Man] I could if
you come back in five.
I got a break coming up.
No, he didn't, uh-uh,
- no.
- Angela, I'm so sick of it.
I'm so sick of it.
- Look.
- What's up?
Yeah, what, a lot.
I got a problem with you.
You got no respect, man.
What's your fucking problem?
I got respect for you.
No, you don't.
If some guy talk to your
girlfriend, your mother that way,
I think you'd have a problem with that.
- Yeah, but I ain't got no girlfriend.
- Ah, that's a big surprise.
Why?
[Patti] 'Cause you an asshole.
Why don't you come back in five, cutie?
Come back and see me.
Right, in your dreams.
The fuck was he talking about?
You know, they think
they talk to you that way,
and you just sit down there and fuck 'em,
Stupid, look like you
screamed at him, though.
Yeah, fucking hell, yeah.
[Boombox plays upbeat hip hop]
She's so cute. She loves playing it too.
Oh, I wish I could have seen her face.
- I know.
- She's like that.
[Group laughing]
Oh man...
[Patti] Where were you?
[Angela] In Ms. Clinton's office
filing and shit for, like, two hours.
[Patti] Oh man, like community service
- or something?
- Yessir...
And she was looking for you, Lucci.
No one even fucking told me that, man.
- I didn't even know!
- No, oh.
[Eddie] Yo, thunder woman
and her mighty Lightning Bolts.
Jokes.
What's up?
Where you coming from?
You know, none of your
business, that's where.
Yo, ho, very funny, Patti.
You been by the store?
No.
You seen Julius around?
No, why.
Well, why?
What's his problem, Eddie?
You're fucking looking at it.
Oh, well, that's pretty tough.
Why don't you shut
the fuck up, all right?
I'm not talking to you,
talking to her, alright?
It's not fucking recess, just stay
- out of it, all right?
- Look, man, just leave them
- out of it, all right?
- All right, you got
- rude friends, all right?
- I do not have rude friends,
man, I got nice friends!
Okay, that's cool, very nice, okay.
You have a match?
No, I have a lighter.
Can I use your lighter?
I hear you and the lightning bolts
did a job on some schoolboy's car?
Yeah, what do you know about it?
- Give it back, man, fucker.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
You really fucking damaged it.
You scratched it up and
you put some paint on it.
You forgot to soap the fucking windows.
What are you talking bout - man -
we did about $300 worth of
damage on that car, alright?
If you would've sold that,
you'd have $300 in your pocket right now.
Yeah, well, look, man.
First of all, we didn't
wanna steal it, alright?
That wasn't the point.
- Oh, that's not the point?
- No.
What's the fucking point then?
Huh, you have a problem with this boy,
why didn't you come to me then, huh?
Why didn't I come to you? Cause why?
'Cause you're a chicken head, that's why.
[Slap cracking]
[Eddie] You don't
fuck with me, all right?
- What the fuck?
- Hey, Patti!
- Patti, are you all right?
- Don't fucking touch, man.
- She knows what she did.
- Fuck you, Eddie.
- You ain't shit anyway.
- Fucking talk to me like that
- in front of your stupid girl friends?
- You'll never hit a man, right?
- Fuck you, little bitch.
- Fuck you.
Go read some comic books!
Go! You fucking read a comic book.
I dare you, illiterate motherfucker.
- Fucking asshole, man.
- Patti, wait!
[Upbeat music]
[Traffic whirring]
[Patti] Yeah, man. Callin' me stupid.
Yeah, he's the stupid one.
He forgot I had the key.
[Emma] Asshole.
Yeah, no, man, he's gonna
think that Julius did it...
Yeah, let him think that.
Right...
All right.
I got it.
All right. [Hands clapping]
All right, okay, look, look.
I'll put it in my...
I'll get the TV...
Yeah, lemme get the...
- You got it, Patti?
- [Cable snapping]
- Yes now.
- [Hands clapping]
You want these CDs?
- Yeah.
- All right.
[Patti] Right!
- Here.
- Okay.
[Patti] Ahhhh!
[Emma] What?
[Patti laughing]
- Put it down!
- [Hands clapping]
[Patti laughing]
- Wait, wait, his guitar.
- Oh, his guitar.
Yeah, I'm gonna keep this for later.
Oh, shit, you guys,
look, look, look, look.
[Patti] Edward Penishands...
[Emma laughing]
- This is...
- Yeah.
Look, no, let me...
- We're getting...
- Yeah, no, make it look like a robbery!
Take 'em right down.
Alright, I'll do the lamp.
[Emma] Okay.
[Cassettes clacking]
- [Angela] Ohhhh.
- [Emma chuckling]
All right, man.
Pick this up.
I can get the TV.
- You all get the CDs.
- I'll get the CDs.
All right, now put this up on the TV.
Go, I'll get this shit, all right.
I'll get the guitar.
[Angela laughing]
[Patti screaming]
[Patti] Ow.
[Door thudding]
[Laughter]
[Angela] Yo, Nikki should be here
with us sharing this shit.
- You know what I'm saying?
- I know, I know.
She'll be liking it,
- right?
- Mm-hmm.
She'd be, like, counting up the mone
and dividing it up evenly and shit.
She wants this, baby.
- Yeah.
- Oh, hell yeah.
Definitely. I mean, just think about it -
we wouldn'ta been
doing this hist a week ago.
Well, I mean, I mean, I woulda, but...
'I mean, I had it in me...
Oh yeah, right? [Laughing]
[Money rustling]
- Alright?
- All right.
Alright, cool, thanks.
What if the Fed's broke in or something.
Oh yeah, right.
No, well, I'll just point to you
and say, "It was her, officer."
[Laughter]
You know, when they get those cameras,
they make your, um, face all static-y...
- Right, right, right.
- Fugitives from the law.
[Car alarm blaring]
Wait, let's go this way, come on.
Let's go Toys "R" Us.
[Emma] Yeah, let's
get some stuff for tomy.
- Yeah.
- But mad,
it's like everything we do, man, you know,
it's like, see this car, fuck it up.
See that house, rob it.
[Angela] Fuckin' criminals, man.
Nah, ah, Eddie's the criminal.
[Angela] Oh, please - and Josh, too.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
I don't know... let's rob a bank next.
- Oh.
- [Angela] Oh, Rob a bank...!
Oh, got some food.
Got some clothes.
All right, check it out, check it out.
Oh, that's cute, man.
That would fit you, man.
- Yeah, no, no, no.
- Look at you.
No, she loves wearing the full piece.
- This is mad.
- Yeah, yeah,
we'll both share it. Tomy and I.
What else we got?
Let's check the stuff.
Yeah, the squigglers, she
loves coloring that...
Look it, look it, look it.
- Beautiful.
- Nice.
Oh, she gonna love these.
Those are nice...
I like this, this is cool.
I think this is cool.
- That's cute.
- Grandma! Bring Tomy down!
- Mm, mm, mm, mm. [Sighing]
- [Angela chuckling]
What's next? Y'all be
wearing colors and shit?
- Pink bandanas.
- Oh yeah, yeah, whatever.
You know, that's a lotta shit.
Please, Cam, do not give me
the big brother speech, a'ight?
Eddie's a piece of shit.
He'll never know we fucking did it
'cause everybody hates
his fucking ass anyway.
Look, all I'm saying is watch your ass.
No, I think you better watch your ass
'cause I'm gonna bust
it in about 10 minutes.
- Is that so?
- Uh, that's so.
- Then I suggest What?
- You go home
and get outta your little
girly things, you know?
So you can throw down a proper.
Cam, Cam, Cam, Cam, I think you
and I both know that I have bust your ass
many occasions dressed just like this.
Ohhhh - well, in that
Don't hurt me.
[Angela] I know, you
know I'm gonna hurt you.
- You know that.
- Well, bring it, girl.
[Angela] Oh, I'm
definitely gonna bring it.
I'm sayin'. [Chuckling]
I hope you bring your skills
as much as you bring
your big fucking mouth.
Where you going?
Hoover Park or 12th Street?
- Hoover.
- Hoover?
- Yeah.
- That's my home court.
You know that right?
Can I see this ball for a minute?
- Mm-hmm.
- Thank you.
Hey yo, yo, yo, don't even play that.
- Come here.
- Ahhhh...
[Patti] Yeah, and then they got this book
"The Holes in Your Nose."
And it's all about how, like, dust
and stuff makes the snot
- And all this other stuff.
- [Angela laughing]
Oh God, that's, that's real nice.
I know.
And um, it said, uh,
if you pick your nose,
you'll get a bloody nose. Right?
[Laughter] You know what?
It's a good thing Tomy's learning all
- these important things.
- Right?
Yeah, but no, they say though that,
you know, even if, if the
kid doesn't understand it,
to keep reading it to them,
because later they'll remember
like, you know, in 10 years or whatever.
Mm-hmm.
And plus she loves
looking at those pictures.
- She loves that.
- Okay.
And, um...
...yeah. I don't know.
Soon, she'll probably be
reading my comic books.
[Angela laughing]
And Grandma's birthday's next week.
- Oh yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
You want me to go with
you to get her something?
No, I already got her, um,
a box of chocolate-covered cherries.
- Oh, Patti, no.
- I know.
No, those are so fucking nasty...
But Grandma loves those though.
But I know it's like you eat one,
it's like the cherry juice is, like,
Drooling outta your mouth. [Chuckling]
But once in a while, they're
okay though, you know?
Mm hmm.
Plus, um, I fixed her car.
I gave her, um... changed her oil,
gave her new plugs, gave her new pads.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
I'm glad you can fix cars
as good as you can fuck 'em up
'cause you can fuck up some cars
- for real.
- I know.
I hope, um, I hope I have
my own to fix up someday.
So you thinking about getting a job
down at Marinello's this summer?
Yeah, that pervert,
wouldn't hire a girl mechanic.
Oh, please, you are so much better
than those motherfuckers
he got down there now.
They put my mom's tires all wrong,
she almost had a fucking wreck.
I know, I know.
I'm just gonna start my own garage -
I'll take his business.
- That's right.
- You know,
I'll help the ladies
with the car troubles.
- Ladies'll come to me.
- Mm-hmm.
[Patti sniffing]
Lucci.
[Patti sniffing]
You all right?
No.
What's up?
I don't know.
Talk to me, Patti.
I'm just...
I just wanna finish school, you know?
I just wanna...
be able to get my kid
something someday, you know?
Oh, you'll be fine.
Definitely gonna finish school.
Yeah, I don't know.
I'm just tired, you know?
Yeah.
You'll be fine, don't worry about it.
I'm not feeling too good, though.
Oh, come here, come here.
- Come here.
- Oh, I hate this shit.
- Mmm, I know.
- Fuck this shit.
Just fuck it.
[Patti] Fuck this.
Fuck it.
Now I need tissue paper.
There goes my shirt.
Grandma be like, "what you do
with your shirt?" [Laughter]
[Bass and drum groove]
[Students chattering indistinctly]
Oh shit, look at this.
Please don't put no nasty, stink,
bloody sanitary napkins
in the broken toilet."
- Ugh!
- They had the nerve
to say thank you too, "thank you".
[Emma] That's nasty.
Look, "just like you, dick"
- What does that mean?
- [Laughter]
Yo, keep looking.
[Marlys] Oh, oh, shit.
[Emma] Keep looking though, keep going.
Oh shit, this was y'all?
Da da da...
Yeah Mm hmm. That's what
I was telling you about.
- Oh shit.
- Lookit.
"These guys will fuck with you."
Look, Scott Chambers...
- Chambers.
- Wait, wait, wait.
- What?
- Wait, those,
"These girls are bitches,
they can't get laid."
Mm. [Scoffing]
I know who wrote that.
- Heather.
- Heather bitch face.
Yep, look, "Kyle Buckley hit me."
[Marlys] Who's that?
He's that guy with the glasses,
- you know?
- Oh.
"Watch out, Mr. Thomason
will try to fuck you."
That's good you wrote that.
- Who, me?
- Yeah.
- I didn't write that.
- You didn't write that?
Mm-mm.
Oh, well, then that's good
'cause everyone's gonna
know what a pig he is.
Pig guy teacher.
Fucking pig.
[Marlys] Right, he sucks, man.
So Marlys.
[Marlys] Whas up?
Have you talked with Solomon?
Mm, no, I saw him, though.
- You did?
- Mm-hmm.
[Patti] Did he say anything?
About what?
Well, I had a little talk with Solomon.
No, don't be mad.
It's gonna sound harsh, but I told him
basically that you wanted to,
you know, fuck him.
Eh, but no, no, no, don't
get mad, don't get mad
because look, I'm doing you a favor.
- Yo.
- It sounds worse than it is,
but it came out very,
I thought, very nice.
And the way Solomon reacted was so good
because he got all shy and giggly,
and you know that he wants it too.
Yo, Patti, why are
you blowing up my spot?
No, blowing up your spot, baby, look at,
you are taking it so slow.
It's like-
You are moving so slowly
and nothing is gonna happen.
It's never gonna happen
the way you're taking it.
- You know what I'm saying?
- So she's helping you out,
- all right?
- So I'm speeding it along.
And I'm telling -
Look, y'all, I'm trying to
do this on a dicky down low.
- You know what I'm saying?
- What's up??
No, 'cause you're doing
it. On the diggy-down slow.
That's why I did it, Marlys,
put a little oomph to it,
you know what I'm saying?
You.
- She's doing you a favor.
- Y'all, mm-hmm.
I need to get the fuck outta here
'cause y'all, fucking with y'all,
I'll be in the dean's
office for four hours
messing with y'all crazy motherfuckers.
But you're gonna now be doing it
- this century.
- Doing it?
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] One.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Two.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Three.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Four.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Five.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Six.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Seven.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Eight.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] Nine.
- [Coach] One, two, three.
- [Players] 10.
[Students cheering]
[Students laughing]
[Students chattering indistinctly]
Hey.
Look, um, I'm really
sorry about the other day,
- I didn't, I didn't mean to--
- Whatever.
No, really. I mean, you were right.
You know, I was just-
Look, Dylan, just forget it, okay?
It's not worth it.
Okay. Alright. I'm sorry.
It's just that I think,
you know, I mean, these girls,
you're hanging out
with them an awful lot,
and you guys are doing some fucked up shit
- and I'm like, I feel--
- What Dylan? What?
Why don't you finish your sentence, okay?
I didn't even say anything.
No, you don't have
to say anything, Dylan,
'cause it's not what you say,
it's what you think.
Oh, okay, now you're
telling me what I think?
I know what you think, Dylan. [Scoffing]
You know? I mean, when,
when you figure out what's so scary to you
about my friends, why
don't you let me know?
You know what,
I don't have to take this.
No, you don't.
You don't have to take it
and you don't understand it...
so why don't you just go?
[Locker clanking]
I'm just bummed now
'cause... now I can't go to the prom.
- Oh.
- Ooh.
I know you were looking
forward to that too.
Damn, so was I.
- Me too.
- I had my nice sequin dress.
But I am gonna go.
- You are?
- Mm-hmm.
I asked Joe, you know that boy
with glasses, the Urkel boy?
- Oh no.
- [Marlys laughing]
Oh no, you didn't.
- I did.
- That's
- oh, man, you guys are-
- Wait, wait, wait.
- Did he say yes?
- In fact, "I gotta go soon...
- Shit.
- [Angela laughing]
- It's skin time.
- [Group laughing... Then silent]
- Is that Benita?
- Did she just said hi?
- What did she say?
- She said hi.
- What she said hi for?
- She said hi.
- I don't know.
- That's weird.
I think she wants to come over here.
I mean, she might as well being that,
you know, she's not going to the prom.
She's going to the fucking prom.
No, she ain't going.
She wouldn't even be here if
she was going to the prom.
Anyone's going to prom
ain't in school today.
- Nope.
- That's for sure.
I mean, it takes you 15 hours, you know,
just to do your eyes, you know?
- Blue eyeshadow...
- Get your nails done...
Excuse me.
Excuse me, hello?
- Excuse me, miss, I...
- [Patti sighs]
...I just want to talk for a second.
I just wanna say I'm sorry about
what I said to you the other day.
I feel really bad.
Right, yeah, you're sorry, right.
No, I mean it, I heard what you said,
and I, I feel really bad.
I shouldn't have said what I said.
I'm, I'm sorry.
All right.
I mean it, because you know,
you don't deserve to
hear something like that.
You're a nice person, you know?
You don't even fucking know me, man.
I know, I know.
It's just, you know,
these guys I work with,
they're pigs, you know what I mean?
Well, look, just 'cause you know,
you work with a monkey, don't
mean you need to act like one.
I know, I know! That's what I'm saying.
But you, you, you spend a whole day
digging holes out here, you know?
After a while, you start...
you know what I mean?
But after I get outta here,
I'm not like that, you know?
I know how to treat a woman right.
Take her out to dinner,
a little lobster, a little
wine, whatever she likes.
Yeah, well, I like lobster.
Yeah?
Yeah, my name's Anthony.
- Patti.
- Patti, it's a nice name.
Nice to meet you, Patti. Ah, ah, yeah.
So you still think I'm a jerk, right?
Well, I'll tell you what,
if you want, I could give you my number.
We could, you know, hang out sometime,
have a cup of coffee, talk.
No, I don't think so.
No, I don't wanna
pressure you or nothing.
No pressure or anything,
just, you know, talk.
Hmmmm. All right,
I'll take your number.
Excellent, excellent, alright.
You got something, a book you...
Yeah, I got paper.
And I got a answering machine.
So if I'm not home, machine will pick up,
you could just leave me a message, okay?
Mm hmm... Nothing dirty though.
[Scoffing] Right.
- No.
- Just leave it on the back page.
Alright. You give me a call.
It's Anthony Grosso.
Here's my number, alright?
You take this. That's
a lucky number, okay?
Yeah, what is it? 1-900?
No, no, I'm serious, I'm serious.
That's my number.
That's a lucky number.
You should call that.
- We could be friends.
- Yeah, yeah, right, yeah.
Like, you wanna be friends, right?
I'm serious, I'm serious, alright?
Alright, I'll see you around.
- Alright, Patti.
- Alright.
See ya.
Call me.
All right?
[Patti] Yeah, if you're lucky.
[Boombox hip hop]
[Angela] I'll see what I can do.
I'll put in a good word for you.
[Marlys] All right, check it out.
This is what you can do,
you get me some digits...
- Let me know what's up...
- Mm-hmm.
Oh, what's up, Jess?
Yo, check it out, give me some digits.
You know what's up?
But I, I'm gonna check y'all
- around school.
- All right, later.
- Bye, Marlys.
- Peace, babies.
You doing okay?
Want a smoke?
Yeah, so I got me some,
uh, numbers last night, too.
- Word?
- Yeah.
- You got a number?
- Yeah.
From who? Robbie?
No, not Robbie, stupid.
- Robbie.
- [Lighter scratching]
All right, well, from
who? Who's the guy?
[Angela] Say, what's up?
[Emma] So who is it,
Patti? Who's the guy?
Alright, his name's Anthony.
[Angela] And?
And... we saw him the other day.
Alright, remember that guy
was talking shit to us?
I went up and I told him off.
- Who?
- Who?
Wait, wait, wait a second.
Wait a second, that guy who
was popping all that shit?
What the fuck you going out with him for?
'Cause he's a shawty.
Mm-mm, he is butt-ass ugly for real
- Angela, that's cold.
- He's ugly.
Angela, look, all right.
He, he, he, he said he was sorry.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
He yelled shit at you,
and now, you're taking his number?
He apologized.
- Oh.
- Oh.
[Patti] He listened to me.
He was probably listening to his dick.
Angela, so cold to me.
Fuck off, all right?
I don't even wanna discuss it no more.
[Emma] All right, all right, all right,
forget it, forget it.
Just, just I hope you have
a good plan, all right?
Just check him out really good.
Yeah, thanks for the tip, Emma.
I'll take the cigarette, thank you.
- Alright.
- Ouch. Oh.
[Angela] For real, no frill.
Patti, congratulations.
Fuck off.
For real, Patti, congratulations.
I hope you have a good time, Patti.
- Patti.
- I'm going to school.
Wait, man, she's, like,
running off to school
for the first time in,
like, six years, man.
[Angela] We're only joking with you.
- Patti, wait up.
- Patti
[Groovy music]
[TV guest] Real lady that...
...had to get up in the
morning to cook, right,
take care of her man, I would
treat her the same way.
[Other guest] Is that
your idea of a real lady?
[Door thudding]
[Eddie] You stole my shit.
I didn't fucking steal your-
Don't fucking lie to me!
I went by the pawn shop, I knew you -
First of all, shut the fuck up now!
She's fucking sleeping, alright?
Are you fucking crazy robbing me, huh?
Well, I'm sorry, fucking man,
she's hungry, alright?
Give me my fucking key and
all the money you got for my shit.
I don't have your fucking key.
Where the fuck is my money?
Give me my fucking money
right the fuck now.
I can't give you your fucking money.
Where the fuck is it?
Where's, yeah, where's,
here's your fucking money, man.
Here's your fucking money, all right!
- I'm fucking sick of this shit.
- All right, chill out!
Chill out.
I'm fucking sick of this shit -
you're fucking up my life, alright?
Next time, you fucking do this, I'll,
I swear to fucking God, man,
you'll fucking be sorry, alright?
You know what, fucking asshole?
There's not gonna be a fucking next time.
You get the fuck
- outta my place now.
- Oh yeah?
I'm not fucking kidding now.
You get the fucking hell out!
I'm fucking not kidding now!
You don't fucking to
me for anything else...
Get the fuck out now!
I'm fucking sick of you!
[TV host] I don't
think this of me either.
All this time you've been talking
I don't think that you
really feel that way.
You seem like a sensitive person.
You feel like, you know,
you don't seem that way really.
You seem like a real good person.
[TV guest] I don't
know if I'm explaining...
...I don't care for what-
C'mere, babe. It's all right.
[TV guest] I'm not saying that
every single woman on earth,
I want and she wants me and all that
but I do feel that when are with a woman,
you should make her feel
- Like you are god's gift...
- [Patti crying]
[Melancholic music]
[Angela] Long flowing braids
interlocking her knowledge.
University of the streets is
where she went to college.
Large, deep set eyes, knowing all,
hiding nothing, assuring your fake ass
like you're really saying something.
Nose wide open like some art on display,
smelling all the bullshit
coming a mile away.
Her lips full and ready,
either smiling or in a pucker.
Always ready to spit out truth,
she's one bad motherfucker.
Sometimes it's mistaken that
she's nothing but a diva
'cause she can turn it on
and be fierce like a diva.
But that's not her steelo
everyday type of thing.
She demands respect,
to be treated like a queen.
She's looking for knowledge.
Her goal is to be paid,
and occasionally rest, and regularly laid.
What you see is what you get.
It ain't cheap. It ain't free.
It's all unmistakably, undeniably me.
[Melancholic music continues]
"This morning,
I couldn't get out of bed.
I don't even wanna get up to go to school.
Late at night, I lie awake
thinking about the future,
and I don't see anything good.
I just wish I could
walk away and come back,
and I'd feel differently."
[Paper rustling]
[Patti] Richard Helms,
who's Richard Helms?
[Emma] He's a guy at her
internship at the magazine.
[Patti] "I couldn't even look at him.
I couldn't believe someone could do that.
I feel so bad...
...no matter how hard I..."
- Just a second.
- [Office chatter]
Yes, I'll hold. Okay, fine.
[Dial beeps]
- Hi.
- Hi.
You're here for the
cheerleading article?
No, I don't think so.
You are, uh, Richard Helms?
Yeah, yeah, is there
something I can do for ya?
Maybe, yeah.
Okay, I'm a friend of, uh, Nikki's.
Uh-huh.
- [Emma] Nikki Wells.
- Yeah, right.
[Emma] You knew her?
Yeah, yeah, she worked here.
She doesn't work here anymore?
Uh, no, she, uh,
she had an internship, but it's over.
Do you know why it ended?
Actually, no, I don't.
But you know, if you
wanna talk to the person
about internships, you have to go
- down...
- Actually, Nikki's dead
[Fax tone beeping]
Oh, I, I didn't know that.
[Chair creaking]
Why don't you read this, right here?
No, don't, don't touch it, just read it.
Well, why don't you
put it, I can't see it.
Look, why don't you put it down,
and then I'll be able to...
No, just tell me what the
fuck it says, all right?
Look, why don't you just sit down,
and we'll have a little,
little talk about whatever...
No, I don't think I wanna
talk to you, alright?
'Cause you're fucking lying, okay?
And you're not gonna get away with this.
Why don't you just [sighing].
[Door creaking]
And I just went right up to his desk,
and he just sat there with this
empty fucking smile on his face.
What are you trying to do?
- Yeah.
- What'd he say?
Don't know, I mean, nothing, you know?
Emma, I can't believe it.
I don't know what I was thinking.
I mean, I couldn't stop
thinking about Nikki, you know?
And I guess I just
thought if I went there,
he would look guilty, you know?
Like he was paying for it
or something like that.
[Patti] Emma, you
should have told us, man.
We would've come with you.
I know.
[Patti] Jesus, Emma.
We gotta just...
Let's go.
This is the door right here.
Right here.
So are we gonna just go
right into him or what?
- Right.
- Are we gonna wait?
[Car starts, loud hip hop
plays: Roxanne Shante]
I think we should.
I think we should wait,
I think we should wait.
I mean, it's six o'clock,
he should be coming out here soon.
And I really don't
care where he's been
The fuck is he...
[Distant siren blaring]
All right, that's him in plaid.
Hmm?
- [Angela] Smile on his face.
- The plaid shirt.
[Angela] Figures...
Hi.
[Emma] Hi.
How you doing?
- [Patti] No good.
- [Emma] Not so good.
Yeah, she was in the
office the other day.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yesterday, I was here.
- Yeah.
Uh, you know, I'm glad.
I think we should have a little talk.
- Okay?
- Yeah, okay, yeah.
So maybe just you and me.
- No, no.
- Watch your hands.
- Watch your hands, all right?
- All right, just relax, okay?
- No, we won't not relax.
- I don't think
- we wanna relax.
- I think this might,
you might have a
misunderstanding or something.
- No, we don't.
- I don't think
- I misunderstand anything.
- I think you might and I-
Ah, no, we don't, buddy!
We know what you did to
fucking Nikki, all right?
How could you
misunderstand fucking rape?
- Yeah, baby.
- Whoa, whoa...
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, what?
- I think it's a real big
misunderstanding,
if we're making some accusations here,
I think that's a really
big misunderstanding.
Look, man, we fucking know, all right?
Who the fuck you think you are?
- Hold on, hold on, hold on.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey!
- You fucking bastard!
- What the fuck!
- [Patti] Fuck you, man.
- You fucking asshole!
And you too, you little motherfucker!
- Who do you think you are?
- Enough.
[Patti] Fuck you, enough. Fuck off.
[Angela] Shut the fuck up.
Laugh now, motherfucker.
Where's the smile?
You happy?
Just go, all right? [Groaning]
[Passing woman] Please,
please, boys. Stop that.
- [Patti] It's all right.
- Cut that out.
It's all right. It's all right.
[Angela] Big fucking joke.
The fuck you want?
[Soft music - U.N.I.T.Y.
by Queen Latifah plays]
Uh
U-N-I-T-Y
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
U-N-I-T-Y
Love a black man from infinity
to infinity [here we go]
Who you calling a bitch
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y
You, yo
Come on, here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
Uh
You gotta let him know
Love a Black woman from
You ain't a bitch or a ho, here we go
Here we go, uh
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
Come on, come on
Now here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
Love a Black man
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
Instinct leads me to another flow
Every time I hear a brother
Call a girl a bitch or a ho
Tryna make a sister feel low
You know all of that gots to go
Now everybody knows there's
exceptions to this rule
Now don't be getting mad
when we playing, it's cool
But don't you be
calling me out my name
I'll bring wrath to those
Who disrespect me like a dame
That's why I'm talking
One day I was walking down the block
I had my cutoff shorts on right
'Cause it was crazy hot
I walked past these
dudes when they passed me
Uh
One of 'em felt my booty
He was nasty
Yeah
I turned around red, somebody
was catching the wrath
Then the little one said
Yeah, me, bitch
And laughed
Since he was with his
boys, he tried to break fly
Uh, I punched him dead
in his eye and said
Who calling a bitch
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
You, yo, yo
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
Love a Black woman
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
Here we go, here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
Uh
You gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
Yo, come, here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
- [Song fades out]
- [Patti humming]
- Ah, shit, oh.
- Oh! Patti.
Get the fuck away from me, get away!
- Ew.
- Oh shit!
Oh, you would find some shit like that.
That is gross.
Well, I'd like to know who
was doing it up here, you know?
It's a rough spot, man.
Yeah, right.
Well, this is a good place to do it
I mean, the only thing this
place is good for anyway.
- I know.
- Mm-hmm.
I think this is where
Tomy was conceived.
What?
- No.
- I think so, maybe yeah.
- For real?
- Uh, maybe.
I should have used one of those.
Oh shit, that's foul.
That's cold.
Oh, come on, like you know,
man, you know I love her.
- Sure.
- We just fucking with you.
Maybe you shoulda Maybe you
should have used a different guy.
- Exactly.
- Daddy.
Seems weird, you know? Another week.
What? Another week.
Yeah.
Yep, fucking college, man. I can't wait.
- I know.
- For real.
Yeah, me too, man.
I don't know whether I'm gonna go to Yale
or whether I go to Harvard.
I just don't know, you know?
They're both so good...
And now our valedictorian, Patti Lucci.
- Whoa!
- Yeah, man.
No, they fucking won't even tell me
if I'm gonna fucking graduate.
Oh, please, what do they want?
How many years has it been, what, like...
Five, six.
10, maybe.
All right, enough, man.
Look, I know it's been a long time,
but it has not been a century.
Decade, babe, decade.
What? Oh, decade, whatever, you know?
[Group laughing]
Man...
Summer is just gonna fly on by, you know?
Mm-hmm.
Everything's gonna be so different.
Oh man, this month's been different.
This whole fucking year.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, this ain't no,
this ain't no "90210," you know?
You watch that shit?
No, but it's like
they get to stain on
their prom dress, man,
They're crying, and I saw
one episode, man, that's it.
- One episode.
- One episode.
Yeah, right. You know you watch that shit.
[Patti] No, I don't,
I just saw it once because
I... anyways... you
know when something's so bad
you just have to fucking keep watching?
[Emma] You're totally bullshitting.
[Angela laughing]
[Angela] Yeah, but you
watched that entire episode.
[Emma] All right.
[Angela and Patti chuckling]
[Patti] Then I did.
[Emma] Okay, okay.
[Angela] I know you watched it.
You watch it up there
with your grandmama...
[Patti] No, man, we
watch "woman's world."
[Emma laughing]
[Angela] Man.
[Train horn honking]
[Emma] I'm gonna be
psyched to get outta here.
- [Train horn honking]
- [Angela] I know.
Every time I hear that fucking train,
I always wonder where the fuck it's going.
- The train?
- Where it's going?
- Yeah.
- [Emma] I wanna get on it.
[Angela] I know, as
long as we've been here,
I've never gotten on that shit.
[Patti] You never got on that train?
I've been on that train.
- Really?
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
- For real?
[Patti] Mm-hmm, just once.
[Emma] When?
[Patti] Like, when I was seven.
[Emma] Hmm. Where'd you go?
[Patti] Florida.
[Angela] You went to Florida?
[Patti] Yeah, man.
- Was it fun?
- I like Florida, man.
I'd like to be back in Florida.
- Cool.
- [Angela] That must have been
a long-ass ride though.
- [Patti] To Florida?
- Yeah.
[Patti] Tell me about it.
[Angela] When you
don't have no money, man,
you take the train.
[Patti] But better than the bus though.
- [Angela] Oh, hell yeah.
- [Emma] Oh, damn.
[Angela] You never get fucking there.
[Patti] Have you ever
taken a long bus, bus trip?
- [Angela] Hell yeah.
- [Emma] Yeah,
I took a really long bus ride.
[Patti] Did you get sick?
[Emma] Yeah, 'cause you
can't eat anything, you know?
You eat, like, candy bars
for, you know, forever,
- How long you're on the train.
- [Patti] Yeah, but sitting
in the back of that bus, man, I get sick.
- [Emma] Well, it stinks too.
- Exactly.
- Disgusting.
- I always get the seat
- next to the toilet.
- Yeah.
[Group laughing]
[Train horn honking]
[Patti] Hey, look at the moon, man.
[Emma] Oh man.
[Angela] Oh, that's cool.
[Patti] Man, I think it's full tonight.
That's why we feel so funny.
[Loud honking]
Damn, that train's running in my head.
[Emma and Angela laughing]
[Emma] The moon is really cool.
- [Patti] There she goes.
- [Emma] There she goes.
Let's get on it, you guys, come on...
[Train horn honking]
[Soft music - U.N.I.T.Y.
by Queen Latifah plays]
- Oh
- [Patti] There she goes...
U-N-I-T-Y
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
U-N-I-T-Y
Love a Black man from
infinity to infinity
Who you calling a bitch
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
You, yo, come on, here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
Uh
You gotta let him know
Love a Black woman
From infinity to infinity
You ain't no bitch or a ho
Here we go, here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
Uh, you gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y
Come on, come on
Now here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
Love a Black man
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
Instinct leads me to another flow
Every time I hear a
brother call a girl
A bitch or a ho
Tryna make a sister feel low
You know all of that gots to go
Now everybody knows there's
exceptions to this rule
Yeah
Now don't be getting mad
When we playing, it's cool
But don't you be
calling me out my name
I bring wrath to those who
disrespect me like a dame
That's why I'm talking
One day, I was walking down the block
I had my cutoff shorts on right
'Cause it was crazy hot
I walked past these
dudes when they passed me
Uh
One of 'em felt my booty
He was nasty
Yeah
I turned around red, somebody
was catching the wrath
Then the little one said
Ha ha, yeah me, bitch
And laughed
Since he was with his
boys, he tried to break fly
Uh, I punched him dead in his eye
And said, who you calling a bitch
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
You, yo, here we go
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
Love a black woman
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
Here we go, here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
Uh, you gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y
You, yo, come on, here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
Love a Black man
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
I hit the bottom, there ain't
nowhere else to go but up
Right
Bad days at work
Give you an attitude and you erupt
Right
And take it out on me
But that's about enough
You put your hands on me again
I'll put your ass in handcuffs
I guess I fell so deep in
love I grew dependent see
I was too blind to see just
how it was affecting me
All that I knew was you
was all the man I had
And I was scared to let you go
Even though you treated me bad
But I don't wanna see my
kids see me getting beat down
By daddy smacking mommy all around
You say I'm nothing without ya
But I'm nothing with ya
Uh
A man don't really
love you if he hits ya
Yeah
This is my notice
To the door, I'm not taking it no more
I'm not your personal whore
That's not what I'm here for
And nothing good gonna come to ya
'Til you do right by me
Brother you wait and see
Who you calling a bitch, uh
U-N-I-T-Y
They gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
Come on, here we go
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
Love a Black man
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
Here we go, here we go, uh
U-N-I-T-Y
They gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
Come on, here we go
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
They gotta let him know
Love a Black woman
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
What's going on in your
mind is what I ask ya
But like yo-yo
Uh
You don't hear me though
You wear a rag around your head
And you call yourself a gangsta bitch
Now that you saw Apache's video
I saw you wilding, acting like a fool
Uh
I peeped you out the window
Jumping girls after school
But where did all of this come from
A minute ago, you was a nerd
And nobody ever heard of ya
Now you a wannabe hard
You barely know your ABC, please
There's plenty of people out there
With triggers ready to pull it
Why you tryna jump in front
of the bullet, young lady
Uh
And real bad girls are the silent type
Yeah
Ain't none of this worth
getting your face sliced
'Cause that's what happened
to your homegirl, right
Barking with no bite
She got to wear that for life
Who you calling a bitch
U-N-I-T-Y
Uh, you gotta let him know
U-N-I-T-Y, that's a unity
Come on, here we go
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You gotta let him know
Love a Black man
From infinity to infinity
You ain't no bitch or a ho
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
You have to let him know
U-N-I-T-Y
Come on, here we go
Here we go
U-N-I-T-Y
Come on, just let him know
Love a Black woman
From infinity to infinity
You ain't a bitch or a ho
To infinity
[Song continues]
[Song fades]