Solomon King (1974) Movie Script
1
- The time has come to make our move.
I am ready to take over the country.
But first I must get rid of the king
and his daughter, Princess Oneeba.
They are now at the Rwanda oil fields
visiting with the American pig, Maney,
the brother of Solomon King.
You will launch an attack on
the oil fields immediately.
Do you understand?
The king and the princess
should be killed,
killed, killed, immediately!
Understand? Killed?
- I hear and obey, oh
mighty Prince Hassan.
- Now that well there
was thought to be dry.
We're getting 700 barrels
a day from it now.
Since you gave me and my
brother the oil concession,
we've increased production 60%.
- [Princess Oneeba] Why
couldn't Prince Hassan
get these kind of results when
he had the oil concession?
- [Maney] Well, I'll put it
like this, Princess Oneeba,
I think Hassan is putting
the profit in his pocket
as soon as we get it out of the ground.
(guns fire)
Get outta here! Get outta here!
They're shooting us!
(telephone ringing)
- Hello?
- [Maney] Hello, this is Maney.
- Who?
- [Maney] Maney, this is Manny!
All hell's breaking loose!
Where's Solomon?
- Oh, Maney.
- Yeah, Maney. This is Maney.
Let me talk to Solomon. Where's Solomon?
- Well, Solomon isn't here.
- [Maney] Where is he? Albert,
let me talk to Solomon.
Solomon, this is Maney.
(guns firing)
- Maney?
Maney?
(bombs explode)
(bullets ricocheting)
(guns fire)
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(telephone ringing)
- [Agent Winestock] Agent Winestock.
- [Prince Hassan] Winestock,
this is Prince Hassan.
Listen carefully. I've taken
control of the country,
but my uncle King Hassan and his daughter,
Princess Oneeba has
slipped through our grasp.
The king is somewhere here in
Rwanda and will eventually be
found by my men and disposed of.
Princess Oneeba has left the country
with the brother of Solomon King
and is right now on an airplane
headed for the United States.
I want her found and killed.
- [Agent Winestock] God dammit Hassan.
It's one thing to send
someone to your country
to knock a few people off
to help you get in power.
But if I start killing
people here in the states,
there's gonna be trouble.
We're under investigation
now just for keeping files
on a few bastards.
If the department finds
out I'm working for you...
- [Prince Hassan] Listen
Winestock, you CIA son of a bitch.
I pay you good money to take
care of my interest over there.
I want her dead.
Now you get someone to stick
close to Solomon King and find
the princess...
- [Agent Winestock] But...
- [Prince Hassan] You do it Winestock or
I'll feed your balls to the pigs.
- [Agent Winestock] Okay, okay.
O'Malley has already called Solomon King.
So he'll probably be in the office soon.
I'll be there when he
comes in. In the meantime,
I'll put a couple of boys on his trail.
(traffic noises)
- Keep a look out.
That nigger is pretty tricky.
- What the hell you
guys doing following me?
Next time I catch him I'm
gonna blow your damn head off.
- That's far out tomodachi,
there's two people watching
us across the street.
Do it, do it now.
- Next time I catch you following me,
I will blow your damn head off.
- Well, whatever turns you on.
- Now get the hell outta here.
(tires screech)
(telephone buzzes)
-Yes?
Solomon King? Yeah, send him in.
- Who's Solomon King?
- He used to be with my
department before you got here.
Sorry to see him go.
- Oh, that's that nigger
you're always talking about.
- Yeah, one smart nigger.
(door opens)
- Okay, man.
Now tell me what's going on.
I got a call from you and
one call from my brother.
- Well, the information
that I wanted to give you
was that Maney and
Princess Oneeba are safe.
They should be on their way
back to this country right now.
King, I need your help.
You spent a good many years over there
and we know that Hassan
has started his revolution.
- Hassan?
I know he's chicken shit enough
to do something like this,
but he don't have the
money to back himself
on nothing like this.
It's gotta be somebody bigger than him.
- Well, that's why I need your help.
You know the people in the country
and besides King, you all
have oil interest over there.
- It don't have to be coming
from over there, you know.
It could be coming from right here.
It could be a political thing.
- Well, our reports show
that Hassan is the leader.
- Well, O'Malley, until
I talk to my brother,
I don't wanna discuss this thing.
- King.
Keep in touch.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(airplane whirring)
- [Air Traffic Controller]
International 221,
this is Los Angeles central.
You were cleared for runway 25 left 67.
- [Pilot] Rwanda 221, roger.
- [Solomon King] Maney, what
in the hell is going on?
- [Maney] I think Hassan
has finally made his
move to take over.
He's blown up a lot of oil
wells and tried to kill
me and the princess. I
don't think he's gonna stop
just because we brought the
princess to the United States.
- [Princess Oneeba] Solomon, do you think
Prince Hassan would
try anything over here?
- [Solomon King] I wouldn't
put nothing past Hassan.
- Man, it sure is good
to be back home after
all the shit we've been through.
(crickets chirping)
- [Princess Oneeba] Oh, Solomon.
What a perfectly beautiful
view you have here.
- Beautiful view.
Say, you two can stand
here and look at the view
if that's what you want to do,
but I'm gonna have Albert to drop me off
over to Uncle John's
so I can get me some rest.
Is that cool with you?
- [Princess Oneeba] So pretty here.
- [Solomon King] My, you sure has grown.
Are you cold?
- [Princess Oneeba] I'm cold.
- [Solomon King] You have any clothes?
- [Princess Oneeba] Just what I have on.
- [Solomon King] Well,
we'll have Albert to get you
some clothes tomorrow.
Okay?
- [Princess Oneeba] Okay.
- [Solomon King] I think
you should go to bed too.
- [Princess Oneeba] Okay.
(slow jazzy music)
- I brought you some presents.
- Oh...
(presents falling)
Ah! You didn't have to...
Anything pretty?
What should I open first?
- Why don't you open this one?
- This one, okay.
- Hurry, hurry.
- Are you ready?
Oh!
- Isn't it beautiful?
- Oh, it is the most beautiful
thing I have ever seen.
What do you think? Huh?
Will it fit?
- Yeah!
I thought you'd like it.
- Albert, did you get my keys?
- Oh, I left them in the car.
I'll get 'em for you.
- It's all right.
- Okay.
- Solomon?
Thank you.
- See you guys.
- Okay.
Albert?
- Yeah?
What is it?
- Are you in love with Solomon?
- Me? In love with Solomon,
are you kidding?
No!
- [Solomon King] Look, man.
I'm not gonna stand by and see
friends of mine killed and do
nothing about it.
- [O'Malley] It's not up to
you to do anything about it.
It's up to the proper authorities.
The channel, the CIA states must function
outside of this country.
- I intend to function and function well
on anybody that tries
to kill the princess.
- Around laws that must
be obeyed, Solomon.
- There's a higher law.
The law of survival.
The princess is my responsibility
and I intend to protect
her by any mean necessary.
- Where is the princess now?
- Just outside the park
with Maney and Uncle John.
- Well, I guess she's safe
enough for the moment,
but if you're gonna follow
through with this Solomon
at least take your credentials back.
It'll help a lot if this thing gets thick
and it looks as if it might.
- If I need the help from the CIA,
you would be the first
one I'd call O'Malley.
For the time being, I just
want to keep the princess safe.
(birds chirping)
- Okay, Solomon.
You let me know if you need anything.
I'll be at the office.
- Yeah, you take it easy.
(footsteps approaching)
(tense music)
- Get out the car.
- Hey, Uncle John, just do like they say.
It'll be all right.
- Cut the fucking talking and
get out of the goddamn car.
(funk music)
(men scuffling)
(punching noises)
- Let me go, let me go!
(indistinct)
(footsteps approaching)
(car engine revving)
- [Prince Hassan] Winestock.
I'm sending you a trained
assassin to do what your CIA thugs
obviously cannot.
You will meet him in an outdoor
restaurant frequented by my
countryman.
He will receive from you
an envelope containing
the whereabouts of Princess Oneeba
and the movements of Solomon King.
You will utter a code word
to which he will answer.
That is all.
There will be no need for
directed conversation.
- Check mate.
- It's the black man's move.
(romantic bluesy music)
- What are you looking at?
Do I look funny?
I didn't have time to pack, you know?
- [Solomon King] Well,
tell me about your one
suitcase and your 10 maids.
- I didn't have time to bring them.
Solomon, I didn't have
time to do anything at all.
I was so, I was so confused.
I just knew I had to leave.
Remember when you came to our country and,
and you helped my father.
He gave you all the oil
and all that land and,
and most of all, his trust.
Everything's happening all over again.
It's crazy, I don't understand.
My cousin Hassan...
I think he's making a deal
with some people in America.
If they put him on the throne,
he'll give them the oil from our country.
It's so crazy.
- [Solomon King] Sounds like a bad dream.
- [Princess Oneeba] I know.
Only it's real.
The most frightening part about it is
in order for,
in order for him to succeed,
he's gotta have both my
father and myself killed.
He's put up such horrible
propaganda about the family,
old friends and,
and loyal citizens are
starting to believe it.
Solomon, I'm frightened.
(funk music)
(birds chirping)
(mechanical whirring)
(birds chirping)
(mechanical whirring)
(mechanical clanking)
(tense funk music)
(mechanical whirring)
- What's going, on little mama?
- I'm making breakfast for you.
- Oh.
- It's not ready yet.
- You can cut this off here.
You cooking...
pancakes and toast too?
Mmmm.
Take this off.
- It's horrible.
- All right, all right.
Hey, hey.
(Princess Oneeba crying)
It's okay.
(Princess Oneeba blubbering)
Look here. Look here.
You see this thing here?
You see this thing right here?
That's um, pork.
That stuff can kill you.
And those eggs you was eating,
we ate the chicken two months ago.
- [Solomon King] Hey,
get some stuff together.
We'll go to the beach and
forget all about that breakfast.
(birds chirping)
(garage door opening)
(car engine revving)
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(car engine revving)
- [Princess Oneeba] Solomon?
Would you teach me how to drive your car?
- [Solomon King] Well, hmm...
Okay, later.
(car engine revving)
(tense funk music)
(seagulls squawking)
(waves crashing)
(seagulls squawking)
- Come on, get down here.
- Woo!
(Princess Oneeba laughing)
- Solomon.
Is it true what they say about sea shells?
Can you really hear the
ocean in a sea shell?
- Well, you can see it too.
Why don't you go down and look at one?
- Well, all right.
- Watch out for that water!
(tense funk music)
(seagulls squawking)
(waves crashing)
(waves crashing)
(waves crashing)
(Solomon whistles)
(tense funk music)
- We gotta go.
- Why? Do we have to leave right now?
- You gotta promise me that you won't
go outside of the house
without me or Maney. Okay?
- Okay, Solomon. But why?
- I'll explain it to you later.
Let's get outta here.
- Okay.
(tense funk music)
(waves crashing)
(romantic bluesy music)
- Can I fix you something to drink?
- No.
- Would you like something
to eat from the kitchen?
- Nope.
- How would you like me to
fix you a nice warm bath?
- Nope.
- Do you think I'm as pretty as this girl?
- Nope.
- What?
- Oh.
Oh yeah.
(magazine pages crinkling)
- You think I am pretty at all?
- Oh yeah.
- Solomon.
-Yes?
- Would you like it if
I stayed here forever
and ever and ever?
- Mm-hmm.
- Would you like me to shut up?
- Mm-hmm.
Oh no.
Keep talking.
(romantic bluesy music)
- I'm not bothering you, am I?
A little bit?
- No.
- Why not?
You have to work all the time.
Why don't you do something
else for a change?
- Like what?
- I don't know.
Why do you ask me?
You're the man. You should
think of these things.
Maybe.
Maybe.
(laughter)
(Princess Oneeba squeals)
(romantic bluesy music)
- Shall we?
- Hmm?
- Let's go into the bedroom.
- There's more room on the floor.
(romantic bluesy music)
(tense funk music)
- Say, man, what in the
hell are you gonna do?
We've been here for a while now
and you ain't done a damn thing while
Hassan is gaining more
control of all our oil rights.
Now what in the hell are you going to do?
What do you think the
princess and I came here for?
A social visit, man?
- [Solomon King] Hey,
lighten up little brother.
I'm aware of what's going
on. And I have the situation
well under control.
- [Maney] Under control?
If you had everything under control, man,
then you would know about the Hunkies
recruiting black brothers
at the Sugar Hill club to go
and join Hassan's army.
- [Solomon King] Who told you this?
- [Maney] Uncle John told me.
And by the way,
he also told me he haven't
saw you in a couple of weeks.
- [Solomon King] I tell you what we do.
We run back by the house,
see how Princess Oneeba is doing.
And then we run by Uncle John's house.
- [Maney] Hey man, whatever
you say is cool with me.
(funk music)
(car engine idling)
(door opens)
(funk music)
(door closes)
(door opens)
(door closes)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(cat meowing)
(cat meowing)
(cat meowing)
(funk music)
(birds chirping)
(funk music)
(birds chirping)
- [Solomon King] Oneeba?
Where in the hell is she?
Oneeba?
I thought you promised me that
you were gonna stay inside.
(gun fires)
(tires screech)
- [Maney] Oh my God.
(jazz music)
(waves crashing)
- [Princess Oneeba] Oh,
Solomon. I love you.
(jazz music)
- [Prince Hassan] Yes, what is it?
- Princess Oneeba is dead now.
- Good.
And the king?
- The king is alive, but he
will not be alive for long.
- Excellent.
Excellent.
- [Club Announcer] We having fun here,
sister Sheila plays tonight.
Let me tell you, keep your hat on tight.
Gonna make you better,
gonna make it right.
Now lemme tell you about this
new group that you're gonna be
hearing in a short period of time.
But right now I think it's about
time for us to get ready to
bring them on to you right now.
Let's hear it for sister Sheila.
(funk music)
Sheila
(funk music)
They tell me down in New Orleans
They got foxy fortune telling queen
Called Sheila
Sister Sheila
She knows exactly what to do
When your woman tries to neglect you
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
She's well-known around the town
Her clients come from worlds around
Yeah
Sheila
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
One friend told me that he had been
Said she looks so when she let you in
You wanna steal her
That's sister Sheila
But it ain't no casual time to talk
Cause when you leave her
room your mind is done
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
You wait your turn and take some time
But when you're through
you'll jump back high
Yeah
Sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
- Solomon King, what's happening, man?
I saw you with this bitch, man.
I saw you with this broad, man.
She was light, bright,
and damn near white.
(men scuffle)
- Solomon.
Solomon.
Hey, hey.
Solomon, that's not your style.
She's well-known around the town
You really are hurting, aren't you daddy?
I heard about what
happened to the princess.
You shouldn't blame yourself.
- Who should I blame?
- Who killed her?
- That don't mean nothing.
It was my responsibility to protect her.
- Hey, stop it Solomon.
You don't have to explain anything to me.
Hey, it's me, Sheila.
I understand what you're going through.
Let me help you. Maybe together
we can find the answer.
(romantic bluesy music)
There's no such as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's a lot of people
Who spread themselves and run
Trying to play it safe
Never wanting to settle down
But the one who meets me
Wanted to be loved sometimes
Gets nothing here
'Cause I give it all every time
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
- Hello, Maney.
What are you doing here?
- You know what I'm doing here.
Solomon must have sent me,
O'Malley, you know what happened.
- Yeah, that was bad business.
- Hey, you got a line on the sniper yet?
What you all doing about it?
- No I don't. But I've given
this case top priority.
- Top priority, bullshit.
What does that mean?
- That means I'm putting
every available man on duty.
- Say, O'Malley, I don't trust you.
I don't trust no one
in the CIA department.
- You gotta trust somebody.
- If you can't handle
it, my brother and I can.
- Maney, let me tell you something.
If you and King get
involved, I can't help you.
This is government business.
- Government business.
Bullshit.
- [Solomon King] Why at this
club these whities supposed to
be recruiting black
brothers for Hassan's army?
- [Maney] The Sugar Hill club.
- [King Solomon] Why don't you
get Charlie on the phone and
tell him to bring a couple
of guys with him and
tell to meet us down there.
- [Maney] Right on.
(funk music)
- I promise you that you'll be
well paid for your services.
The money is damn good.
- So man, when you talking about money,
you talking about the whole club?
- Is this your whole club?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- This is your whole club.
- All of it.
- Well, you've heard about the oil crisis,
haven't you?
- Right on.
- It's bringing a bundle right now.
- Don't you suckers know
that the days of Uncle Remus
and old black Joe is gone?
- Man, (indistinct) he all right.
- If you keep on this course,
you and uncle Remus are going
to be partners in heaven.
- Listen, man.
Oh, listen.
- Because it don't send fools to hell.
Unfortunately this has
been a trend of niggas
like you for the last hundred years.
You always underestimate yourself.
You can't do a thing without
the white man calling the
motherfucking shots.
- Hold it, hold it.
- You touch me one, I'm
gonna more push upside your
motherfucking head. You hear me?
- You worry about it.
Get off me.
- Now, if you standing up
for this hunky for something,
you gonna lay down for me for nothing.
Didn't I tell you to keep
your damn hands off of me.
(men scuffling)
(guns fire)
(machine gun firing)
(funk music)
- You know, some people just
don't listen to a damn thing
you tell 'em.
(doorbell rings)
- Solomon. How you doing?
- Okay.
- Good, good.
I'm surprised that you're
looking so good, man.
I'm telling you the truth.
If you look like you've been
eating your (indistinct) or
gravy train or something.
Come on in, man.
I wanna talk to you. I
got some talk for you.
Come on in.
I want to talk with you, man.
Come on, sit down, sit down.
I don't have to ask you
how you've been doing
because I know.
I've been hearing all about it.
Listen, let me tell you something fella.
You cannot go around here shooting up bars
and killing people like you trying to send
newspapers up to a dollar
and a half or something.
Man, look.
Let me tell you this.
Now, if you want to do something
about Oneeba's murder...
Let me tell you something.
You better get back over here
and try to sit down and listen
to me with your gold smellin' ass.
Look, let me tell you.
I've been trying to get you
to go back and see O'Malley
and get your credentials back.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait a fucking minute.
Those sons of bitches
didn't have no credentials
when they shot Oneeba.
- Look, if you kill somebody
without your credentials,
you're gonna spend 99 years and
one black son in the clinks.
Is this what the hell you're trying to do?
Go and get your credentials from O'Malley
and damn make sure when
you go see O'Malley,
there's nobody in the
office but you and him.
See, there's been some leaks
coming out of that office
and it's not O'Malley.
Now you worked for him for five years
and you know damn well
he's an ex-service man
and he goes strictly by the books.
Look, the dude is in your corner, man.
And he's already covered up
for the shit that you pulled.
- Well, I'll think about it.
- Look.
Think my ass. Let me tell you something.
You know, I've always told
you as long as you live
and ass your pinned to the ground,
when you lose your head,
your ass goes with it.
(phone ringing)
- Hello? Officer Miller.
(coughing)
Yes, sir.
No, just a little cold.
Pardon me?
You want me to follow Solomon King?
The Solomon King?
Yes, O'Malley.
Suggestions?
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Nightclub act.
Singing undercover.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Thank you very much, O'Malley. Bye.
(Samaki laughs)
Ooooh.
(Samaki laughs)
- Come in.
Chuck, how you doing?
- How the hell are you?
- How you doing?
- Good to see you again.
- Sit down.
- Yeah. Okay.
- O'Malley said he was
gonna send somebody,
but I didn't think he was gonna send you.
- Well, you know, we worked
together for a long time there.
- Yeah. What?
What's that? Oh, left
over from a job, you know,
but old horse shit O'Malley
it'll probably come off a little while.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. I don't need to
ask you how you're doing.
I walked through your club
out there. Really nice.
- Yeah it's something else. Huh?
- It's good to see you again man.
- Yeah, you too.
- Yeah. Say, well...
- How long did we work together?
- At least five years.
- Five years?
- Yeah. Long time.
Well, he said to give you
these and to welcome you back.
- Yeah, yeah. For a while.
Yeah.
- Yeah. Right.
Here's the hit man.
- That's him, huh?
- That's the son of a bitch.
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
- [Kids] Mmmm.
- Where did you say he was?
- At the Beach hotel.
- Where?
- The Beach hotel.
- Mmm!
- Mmm.
- You like that chicken?
- [Kids] Yeah.
- Hey mister!
You want me to tell you
where the Beach hotel is?
- No little fella, we'll find it.
- Yes, sir?
- Yeah. Do you have this
man registered here?
- No, I don't, sir.
- Has he been here?
- He checked out yesterday, sir.
- What room was he in?
- Sir, I'm not allowed
to give information out.
- Okay, well could you
take me up to his room?
- Uh...
Yes sir!
I certainly can.
- Sorry to disturb you.
- What, what is this a hold up?
- Oh, no nothing like that.
- What's going on?
- We were just looking for guys
in this room the other day.
- What, what he do?
- Nothing much.
What do you do besides eat?
- Well, I'm a preacher.
I preach the gospel.
But he didn't leave no
papers or nothin' around here
did you see the other day?
- The Bible says seek and you shall find.
Or if you find it, just keep looking.
You might find what you seeking for.
But what, what y'all gonna
do too, when you find it?
- We just gonna talk to him real.
- Don't do like that to me
when y'all come busting in with
pistols, man.
I thought sure, y'all
are going to hold me up.
- Oh no, nothing like that.
(indistinct)
- You say a prayer for me, Rev.
- I'm gonna pray for you, I'm
gonna pay for that guy too.
Because if y'all find gonna be a mess.
- Sorry to disturb you, Rev.
- (Indistinct)
Every man can see
And a lot of you women out
there know that I ain't lyin'
It takes a whole bunch of lovin'
To soothe this soul of mine
Changes
I'm number two but before I'm through
I plan to be number one
- Hey Fred.
- Hey.
- What's happening?
- (indistinct) and Albert.
- All right.
- Where have you been?
- I've been to the Virgin Islands.
You know, just relaxing.
- Wow, man.
- It sure is good to see you, man.
(laughter)
- Let me introduce you
to my lady, lady Cecelia.
This is Albert. This is Maney.
- Hey, how you feel?
It's real good to see you, man.
You just don't know how
good I am back home.
Right on, right on.
Say, Solomon will be here in a minute.
So we gonna be standing
over here in the corner.
Is that cool with you?
- Yeah, man.
- Yeah, let's see what's
happening in here.
Right? Alright.
- Bye.
Everything is everything
I'm strong but he's stronger
It might take a little longer
But I'm gonna get my man
Changes
Changes
I'm not changing to get my man
In spite of his blindness
I'm using any weapon
that God gave a woman
I'm gonna kill that man with kindness
Changes
Changes
Makin' me blue, changes
Woooo
(applause)
- Thank you. Thank you very much.
(applause)
[Samaki Miller] I would like
to invite all of you back
tomorrow night at the same
time, at the same place
with the same mellow lady.
I gotta go. Bye bye.
- Thank you very kindly.
Miss Samaki Miller.
How about a great big
wonderful round of applause for
Miss Samaki Miller.
(applause)
Thank you very kindly. Well
that just about does it.
We hope that you've enjoyed yourself some.
If you have, tell your friends
about the Kings Row club.
If you haven't, don't tell
your friends about the
Kings Row club.
Keep your big mouth shut
and let your friends get
stuck like you did.
Well, it's a time to go.
It's a time to get. It's a time to split.
Like this is it.
Those of you who
understand, saya bo bo nara.
(applause)
- Thank you.
Oh.
Want a drink?
- Yeah.
(glasses clank)
What's been happening?
- Everything, man.
- You like that band?
- Oh, I love them.
They're so good.
- How you like singing in this club?
- I love singing in this club.
- Good.
- But you know what?
When you walked in here
tonight night you made
me stutter, baby.
- Why?
- You was looking so good.
- Yeah, you look good too, mama.
- Yeah. Yeah. I look good too.
Listen, when you gonna
take care of me, nigga?
(Solomon King laughs)
And that ain't funny either.
- Look, why don't you go get dressed
and we'll talk about it.
- Okay.
You better be sitting right
there when I come back.
- Have I ever failed you?
- Yeah, but I don't
want to talk about that.
- Close the door, nigga.
(Solomon King laughs)
(door closes)
(chatter)
- I'd like to see the boss, please.
- Follow me.
(knocking)
(knocking)
- [Solomon King] Come in.
- You're Solomon King, right?
- Who wants to know?
- May I sit down?
I've got a message for you.
I know who killed the princess.
- Why didn't you go to the police?
- I'm just a messenger.
I can take you to him.
Shall we?
(crickets chirping)
- Let's go.
(crickets chirping)
(gun cocks)
(gun fires)
(Solomon King falls)
(gun falls)
(thud)
(thud)
(door opens)
(men scuffling)
- Ah!
- Ah!
(thud)
(punch)
(men scuffling)
(men grunting)
(men scuffling)
- [Assassin] You go to hell.
- [Maney] Who-
Who hired you?
- [Assassin] You go to hell.
- Get outta here. Get outta here.
- Solomon, baby. Oh baby.
Are you hurt?
(Solomon King grunts)
Let me take you home.
- Follow him.
(tires screech)
- Come on, Solomon.
- [Maney] Damn, Albert.
Don't follow so close.
- Oh baby.
Sit down, sit down.
You all right?
- Yes.
- Come on baby, let me take off your coat.
Man, they almost got you this time.
- Oh yeah.
- Oh wow.
Wait, be cool.
One second.
One second, okay?
Come on.
Hey baby.
(Solomon King grunts)
Oh Solomon, I don't want
nothing to happen to you, baby.
- Oh.
- Let me take off your shoes, okay?
Just lay back and relax.
You okay? Ooh.
I'll loosen your belt.
Oh, Solomon.
Oh, I'm gonna go get a towel.
I'll be right back, okay?
- Okay.
- Oh.
- [Samaki Miller] I'm
hurrying babe, I'm hurrying.
- Is that any better?
- Mm yeah.
- Solomon, who's trying to kill you?
- I don't know.
Don't worry about it, baby.
- Man, Maney whooped his ass.
(Solomon King grunts)
Okay, baby it'll be alright.
(Solomon King moans)
- Solomon?
(Solomon King moans)
Do you really feel hurt?
(Solomon King grunts)
- I'm sorry.
Right there?
- Kiss it.
- How's that?
Any better?
- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
- Hey...
want some of my medicine?
- Oh yeah.
- You do?
- Mm-hmm.
(Samaki Miller laughs)
Okay.
I untie this and give it to you.
Uh-huh.
You sure?
Oh, Solomon.
(Samaki Miller moans)
(Solomon King moans)
- Say Albert, can you see
which apartment he went into?
- Number two.
(crickets chirping)
- What'd you tell him man?
- Nothing.
- What the hell you tell him?
- I told you nothing.
Now hold it partner. Hold it.
We're in the same business.
- Not anymore.
(gun fires)
- Hey, sounds like I heard a shot.
- You did?
(coughing)
(gun fires)
- Mobile operator. Give
me JR 34599, please.
Hey Solomon. We just heard two shots.
I think I see someone coming out now.
Okay, cool.
All right.
He said for us to follow him.
- Solomon.
Hey Solomon!
That son of a bitch done
took the medicine and ran.
(knocking)
(door crashes)
(ladder falls)
- Hey, you black son of a bitch!
- [Maney] Fuck you and your white ass!
(ladder clanks)
(gun fires)
(gun fires)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(bullets ricocheting)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(gun cocks)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(gun fires)
(gun fires)
- Spend it now with your bad ass.
(tires screeching)
(police sirens)
- Solomon!
Are you shot again?
(traffic noises)
- Hailey, this is Hassan.
I'm sending Winestock to you.
His fumbling has cost us a
good man. When he arrives,
I want you to kill him
quickly without mercy.
- Get him with a drink,
Tiger. Will you please?
You really let me down.
You really did it to me this time.
- Well, I won't take this crap from you
or from the devil himself.
(gun fires)
- You'll take it
and love it too.
Come here, baby.
(seagulls squawking)
- Hello King.
Sorry. I'm late.
But you were right about
that leak in the office.
I just fished one of my
agents out of the bay.
- Who was it?
- His name was Winestock.
Well, Winestock was an employee of Hassan.
He's the one that's
responsible for bagging
all of Hassan's revolution.
Hassan still has control of the country.
- But what you gonna do about Hassan?
- King, since you know the
country so well over there,
I suggest you get some of
your old Green Beret buddies.
- You talking about, uh...
- That's right.
- Come on, Boogie!
Make a good play now.
Hey, come on.
I see boy. Throw it here now.
Hey, come on boys.
Come on, now.
Let's have a good day.
All right.
That's a beautiful catch there, Boogie.
Let's make another one like that. Come on.
- Hey, Tito what's happenin' man?
- Hey, good to see you.
- Yeah.
You still playing ball?
- Yes.
That's my life, man.
- You heard about the
little trouble I had, huh?
- Yes I have.
- Princess getting killed and all?
Yes. I'm very sorry about that.
- Yeah I think I need
your help a little...
Let me hit one.
- Anytime.
Can you hit?
- Oh yeah.
- He's gonna be hitting.
(bat tumbles to the ground)
What's happening?
- I got shot in the arm the other day.
- Oh, I didn't know about...
SO you better stay
away. Don't hit anymore.
- I'll do one more, one more.
- Can you hit?
- Oh yeah.
- Okay. King's gonna hit one more.
(Solomon King hits the ball)
Yeah, that was good, man.
That was beautiful.
- I got your number and everything,
I can get in touch with you, can I?
- Yes, that would be cool.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Don't forget that, okay?
Anything I can do for you.
- Keep on hitting that ball, man.
- I sure will. Hey, come on kids.
We got a few more. Come on.
(funk music)
(laughter)
- Come on, do it.
(funk music)
They tell me down in New Orleans
They got a foxy fortune teller queen
Called Sheila
Sister Sheila
She knows exactly what to do
When your woman tries to neglect you
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
She's well-known around the world
Her clients come from worlds around
Yeah
Sheila
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
One friend told me that he had been
Said she looks so when she let you in
You wanna steal her
That's sister Sheila
But it ain't no casual time to talk
Cause when you leave her
room your mind is done
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
You wait your turn and take some time
But when you're through
you'll jump back high
Yeah
Sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
(funk music)
She's well-known around the town
Her clients come from worlds around
Yeah
Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
Yeah
- Wooo!
(Middle Eastern music)
(Middle Eastern music)
(funk music)
(waves crashing)
(funk music)
(waves crashing)
(funk music)
(waves crashing)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(thud)
- Ah!
- This line's been cut.
Gotta keep a close lookout.
- Hey!
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(explosion)
(fire roaring)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
- Ah!
(funk music)
(crickets chirping)
(shrubbery rustling)
(explosion)
(fire roaring)
- Ah!
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(explosion)
(fire roaring)
(funk music)
(footsteps)
(crickets chirping)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(explosion)
(distant explosions)
(guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(men struggling)
(guns fire)
(soldier groans in pain)
(crickets chirping)
- You son of a bitch!
(funk music)
- Ah!
(men scuffling)
- Ah!
(Hassan yells)
- This is for Oneeba.
- [TV Announcer] Really
have a competition game
to sort of split into teams...
- [News Anchor] The country's
still feeling the bite
of the energy crisis and there's
no official word from the
capital when prices will stabilize.
Now, for the international news.
About six months ago,
there was a violent coup
to overthrow King Hassan.
At this time his daughter,
princess Oneeba was Killed.
And the latest news we receive...
The leader of that crew, his nephew
was Killed in a violent gun
battle outside the castle.
- I hope they buried that
son of a bitch standing up.
- Word received from the State Department,
The king is back on his throne.
Everything seems to be fine in that land.
- [Airport Worker] First call
for DWA flight 69 nonstop
to San Francisco. Now boarding at gate 11.
- Hello.
Welcome.
- Jasmaine.
- Teresa, I haven't seen
you since school days.
- Have you been?
- Not too good, really.
Ever since I got outta school
and went back to my country,
my father's had all kinds of problems.
- Yes, I heard about your
father and I was sorry
to hear that.
- Well, that's why I'm on
my way to the states now
to see if I can get
some kind of assistance.
- But do you know Solomon King?
- No, but I've heard of him.
- Well, he's booked on his flight.
Maybe he could be of great help to you.
- How am I gonna meet him?
- Don't worry. I'll take care of that.
- Okay.
- Mr. King.
Your seat has been changed to E4.
Right here, please.
-E4?
- Yes.
- Thank you.
- Pardon me, are you Mr. King?
- You got ESP, huh?
(Jasmaine laughs)
(airplane whirring)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
- The time has come to make our move.
I am ready to take over the country.
But first I must get rid of the king
and his daughter, Princess Oneeba.
They are now at the Rwanda oil fields
visiting with the American pig, Maney,
the brother of Solomon King.
You will launch an attack on
the oil fields immediately.
Do you understand?
The king and the princess
should be killed,
killed, killed, immediately!
Understand? Killed?
- I hear and obey, oh
mighty Prince Hassan.
- Now that well there
was thought to be dry.
We're getting 700 barrels
a day from it now.
Since you gave me and my
brother the oil concession,
we've increased production 60%.
- [Princess Oneeba] Why
couldn't Prince Hassan
get these kind of results when
he had the oil concession?
- [Maney] Well, I'll put it
like this, Princess Oneeba,
I think Hassan is putting
the profit in his pocket
as soon as we get it out of the ground.
(guns fire)
Get outta here! Get outta here!
They're shooting us!
(telephone ringing)
- Hello?
- [Maney] Hello, this is Maney.
- Who?
- [Maney] Maney, this is Manny!
All hell's breaking loose!
Where's Solomon?
- Oh, Maney.
- Yeah, Maney. This is Maney.
Let me talk to Solomon. Where's Solomon?
- Well, Solomon isn't here.
- [Maney] Where is he? Albert,
let me talk to Solomon.
Solomon, this is Maney.
(guns firing)
- Maney?
Maney?
(bombs explode)
(bullets ricocheting)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(telephone ringing)
- [Agent Winestock] Agent Winestock.
- [Prince Hassan] Winestock,
this is Prince Hassan.
Listen carefully. I've taken
control of the country,
but my uncle King Hassan and his daughter,
Princess Oneeba has
slipped through our grasp.
The king is somewhere here in
Rwanda and will eventually be
found by my men and disposed of.
Princess Oneeba has left the country
with the brother of Solomon King
and is right now on an airplane
headed for the United States.
I want her found and killed.
- [Agent Winestock] God dammit Hassan.
It's one thing to send
someone to your country
to knock a few people off
to help you get in power.
But if I start killing
people here in the states,
there's gonna be trouble.
We're under investigation
now just for keeping files
on a few bastards.
If the department finds
out I'm working for you...
- [Prince Hassan] Listen
Winestock, you CIA son of a bitch.
I pay you good money to take
care of my interest over there.
I want her dead.
Now you get someone to stick
close to Solomon King and find
the princess...
- [Agent Winestock] But...
- [Prince Hassan] You do it Winestock or
I'll feed your balls to the pigs.
- [Agent Winestock] Okay, okay.
O'Malley has already called Solomon King.
So he'll probably be in the office soon.
I'll be there when he
comes in. In the meantime,
I'll put a couple of boys on his trail.
(traffic noises)
- Keep a look out.
That nigger is pretty tricky.
- What the hell you
guys doing following me?
Next time I catch him I'm
gonna blow your damn head off.
- That's far out tomodachi,
there's two people watching
us across the street.
Do it, do it now.
- Next time I catch you following me,
I will blow your damn head off.
- Well, whatever turns you on.
- Now get the hell outta here.
(tires screech)
(telephone buzzes)
-Yes?
Solomon King? Yeah, send him in.
- Who's Solomon King?
- He used to be with my
department before you got here.
Sorry to see him go.
- Oh, that's that nigger
you're always talking about.
- Yeah, one smart nigger.
(door opens)
- Okay, man.
Now tell me what's going on.
I got a call from you and
one call from my brother.
- Well, the information
that I wanted to give you
was that Maney and
Princess Oneeba are safe.
They should be on their way
back to this country right now.
King, I need your help.
You spent a good many years over there
and we know that Hassan
has started his revolution.
- Hassan?
I know he's chicken shit enough
to do something like this,
but he don't have the
money to back himself
on nothing like this.
It's gotta be somebody bigger than him.
- Well, that's why I need your help.
You know the people in the country
and besides King, you all
have oil interest over there.
- It don't have to be coming
from over there, you know.
It could be coming from right here.
It could be a political thing.
- Well, our reports show
that Hassan is the leader.
- Well, O'Malley, until
I talk to my brother,
I don't wanna discuss this thing.
- King.
Keep in touch.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(airplane whirring)
- [Air Traffic Controller]
International 221,
this is Los Angeles central.
You were cleared for runway 25 left 67.
- [Pilot] Rwanda 221, roger.
- [Solomon King] Maney, what
in the hell is going on?
- [Maney] I think Hassan
has finally made his
move to take over.
He's blown up a lot of oil
wells and tried to kill
me and the princess. I
don't think he's gonna stop
just because we brought the
princess to the United States.
- [Princess Oneeba] Solomon, do you think
Prince Hassan would
try anything over here?
- [Solomon King] I wouldn't
put nothing past Hassan.
- Man, it sure is good
to be back home after
all the shit we've been through.
(crickets chirping)
- [Princess Oneeba] Oh, Solomon.
What a perfectly beautiful
view you have here.
- Beautiful view.
Say, you two can stand
here and look at the view
if that's what you want to do,
but I'm gonna have Albert to drop me off
over to Uncle John's
so I can get me some rest.
Is that cool with you?
- [Princess Oneeba] So pretty here.
- [Solomon King] My, you sure has grown.
Are you cold?
- [Princess Oneeba] I'm cold.
- [Solomon King] You have any clothes?
- [Princess Oneeba] Just what I have on.
- [Solomon King] Well,
we'll have Albert to get you
some clothes tomorrow.
Okay?
- [Princess Oneeba] Okay.
- [Solomon King] I think
you should go to bed too.
- [Princess Oneeba] Okay.
(slow jazzy music)
- I brought you some presents.
- Oh...
(presents falling)
Ah! You didn't have to...
Anything pretty?
What should I open first?
- Why don't you open this one?
- This one, okay.
- Hurry, hurry.
- Are you ready?
Oh!
- Isn't it beautiful?
- Oh, it is the most beautiful
thing I have ever seen.
What do you think? Huh?
Will it fit?
- Yeah!
I thought you'd like it.
- Albert, did you get my keys?
- Oh, I left them in the car.
I'll get 'em for you.
- It's all right.
- Okay.
- Solomon?
Thank you.
- See you guys.
- Okay.
Albert?
- Yeah?
What is it?
- Are you in love with Solomon?
- Me? In love with Solomon,
are you kidding?
No!
- [Solomon King] Look, man.
I'm not gonna stand by and see
friends of mine killed and do
nothing about it.
- [O'Malley] It's not up to
you to do anything about it.
It's up to the proper authorities.
The channel, the CIA states must function
outside of this country.
- I intend to function and function well
on anybody that tries
to kill the princess.
- Around laws that must
be obeyed, Solomon.
- There's a higher law.
The law of survival.
The princess is my responsibility
and I intend to protect
her by any mean necessary.
- Where is the princess now?
- Just outside the park
with Maney and Uncle John.
- Well, I guess she's safe
enough for the moment,
but if you're gonna follow
through with this Solomon
at least take your credentials back.
It'll help a lot if this thing gets thick
and it looks as if it might.
- If I need the help from the CIA,
you would be the first
one I'd call O'Malley.
For the time being, I just
want to keep the princess safe.
(birds chirping)
- Okay, Solomon.
You let me know if you need anything.
I'll be at the office.
- Yeah, you take it easy.
(footsteps approaching)
(tense music)
- Get out the car.
- Hey, Uncle John, just do like they say.
It'll be all right.
- Cut the fucking talking and
get out of the goddamn car.
(funk music)
(men scuffling)
(punching noises)
- Let me go, let me go!
(indistinct)
(footsteps approaching)
(car engine revving)
- [Prince Hassan] Winestock.
I'm sending you a trained
assassin to do what your CIA thugs
obviously cannot.
You will meet him in an outdoor
restaurant frequented by my
countryman.
He will receive from you
an envelope containing
the whereabouts of Princess Oneeba
and the movements of Solomon King.
You will utter a code word
to which he will answer.
That is all.
There will be no need for
directed conversation.
- Check mate.
- It's the black man's move.
(romantic bluesy music)
- What are you looking at?
Do I look funny?
I didn't have time to pack, you know?
- [Solomon King] Well,
tell me about your one
suitcase and your 10 maids.
- I didn't have time to bring them.
Solomon, I didn't have
time to do anything at all.
I was so, I was so confused.
I just knew I had to leave.
Remember when you came to our country and,
and you helped my father.
He gave you all the oil
and all that land and,
and most of all, his trust.
Everything's happening all over again.
It's crazy, I don't understand.
My cousin Hassan...
I think he's making a deal
with some people in America.
If they put him on the throne,
he'll give them the oil from our country.
It's so crazy.
- [Solomon King] Sounds like a bad dream.
- [Princess Oneeba] I know.
Only it's real.
The most frightening part about it is
in order for,
in order for him to succeed,
he's gotta have both my
father and myself killed.
He's put up such horrible
propaganda about the family,
old friends and,
and loyal citizens are
starting to believe it.
Solomon, I'm frightened.
(funk music)
(birds chirping)
(mechanical whirring)
(birds chirping)
(mechanical whirring)
(mechanical clanking)
(tense funk music)
(mechanical whirring)
- What's going, on little mama?
- I'm making breakfast for you.
- Oh.
- It's not ready yet.
- You can cut this off here.
You cooking...
pancakes and toast too?
Mmmm.
Take this off.
- It's horrible.
- All right, all right.
Hey, hey.
(Princess Oneeba crying)
It's okay.
(Princess Oneeba blubbering)
Look here. Look here.
You see this thing here?
You see this thing right here?
That's um, pork.
That stuff can kill you.
And those eggs you was eating,
we ate the chicken two months ago.
- [Solomon King] Hey,
get some stuff together.
We'll go to the beach and
forget all about that breakfast.
(birds chirping)
(garage door opening)
(car engine revving)
(funk music)
(car engine revving)
- [Princess Oneeba] Solomon?
Would you teach me how to drive your car?
- [Solomon King] Well, hmm...
Okay, later.
(car engine revving)
(tense funk music)
(seagulls squawking)
(waves crashing)
(seagulls squawking)
- Come on, get down here.
- Woo!
(Princess Oneeba laughing)
- Solomon.
Is it true what they say about sea shells?
Can you really hear the
ocean in a sea shell?
- Well, you can see it too.
Why don't you go down and look at one?
- Well, all right.
- Watch out for that water!
(tense funk music)
(seagulls squawking)
(waves crashing)
(waves crashing)
(waves crashing)
(Solomon whistles)
(tense funk music)
- We gotta go.
- Why? Do we have to leave right now?
- You gotta promise me that you won't
go outside of the house
without me or Maney. Okay?
- Okay, Solomon. But why?
- I'll explain it to you later.
Let's get outta here.
- Okay.
(tense funk music)
(waves crashing)
(romantic bluesy music)
- Can I fix you something to drink?
- No.
- Would you like something
to eat from the kitchen?
- Nope.
- How would you like me to
fix you a nice warm bath?
- Nope.
- Do you think I'm as pretty as this girl?
- Nope.
- What?
- Oh.
Oh yeah.
(magazine pages crinkling)
- You think I am pretty at all?
- Oh yeah.
- Solomon.
-Yes?
- Would you like it if
I stayed here forever
and ever and ever?
- Mm-hmm.
- Would you like me to shut up?
- Mm-hmm.
Oh no.
Keep talking.
(romantic bluesy music)
- I'm not bothering you, am I?
A little bit?
- No.
- Why not?
You have to work all the time.
Why don't you do something
else for a change?
- Like what?
- I don't know.
Why do you ask me?
You're the man. You should
think of these things.
Maybe.
Maybe.
(laughter)
(Princess Oneeba squeals)
(romantic bluesy music)
- Shall we?
- Hmm?
- Let's go into the bedroom.
- There's more room on the floor.
(romantic bluesy music)
(tense funk music)
- Say, man, what in the
hell are you gonna do?
We've been here for a while now
and you ain't done a damn thing while
Hassan is gaining more
control of all our oil rights.
Now what in the hell are you going to do?
What do you think the
princess and I came here for?
A social visit, man?
- [Solomon King] Hey,
lighten up little brother.
I'm aware of what's going
on. And I have the situation
well under control.
- [Maney] Under control?
If you had everything under control, man,
then you would know about the Hunkies
recruiting black brothers
at the Sugar Hill club to go
and join Hassan's army.
- [Solomon King] Who told you this?
- [Maney] Uncle John told me.
And by the way,
he also told me he haven't
saw you in a couple of weeks.
- [Solomon King] I tell you what we do.
We run back by the house,
see how Princess Oneeba is doing.
And then we run by Uncle John's house.
- [Maney] Hey man, whatever
you say is cool with me.
(funk music)
(car engine idling)
(door opens)
(funk music)
(door closes)
(door opens)
(door closes)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(cat meowing)
(cat meowing)
(cat meowing)
(funk music)
(birds chirping)
(funk music)
(birds chirping)
- [Solomon King] Oneeba?
Where in the hell is she?
Oneeba?
I thought you promised me that
you were gonna stay inside.
(gun fires)
(tires screech)
- [Maney] Oh my God.
(jazz music)
(waves crashing)
- [Princess Oneeba] Oh,
Solomon. I love you.
(jazz music)
- [Prince Hassan] Yes, what is it?
- Princess Oneeba is dead now.
- Good.
And the king?
- The king is alive, but he
will not be alive for long.
- Excellent.
Excellent.
- [Club Announcer] We having fun here,
sister Sheila plays tonight.
Let me tell you, keep your hat on tight.
Gonna make you better,
gonna make it right.
Now lemme tell you about this
new group that you're gonna be
hearing in a short period of time.
But right now I think it's about
time for us to get ready to
bring them on to you right now.
Let's hear it for sister Sheila.
(funk music)
Sheila
(funk music)
They tell me down in New Orleans
They got foxy fortune telling queen
Called Sheila
Sister Sheila
She knows exactly what to do
When your woman tries to neglect you
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
She's well-known around the town
Her clients come from worlds around
Yeah
Sheila
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
One friend told me that he had been
Said she looks so when she let you in
You wanna steal her
That's sister Sheila
But it ain't no casual time to talk
Cause when you leave her
room your mind is done
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
You wait your turn and take some time
But when you're through
you'll jump back high
Yeah
Sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
- Solomon King, what's happening, man?
I saw you with this bitch, man.
I saw you with this broad, man.
She was light, bright,
and damn near white.
(men scuffle)
- Solomon.
Solomon.
Hey, hey.
Solomon, that's not your style.
She's well-known around the town
You really are hurting, aren't you daddy?
I heard about what
happened to the princess.
You shouldn't blame yourself.
- Who should I blame?
- Who killed her?
- That don't mean nothing.
It was my responsibility to protect her.
- Hey, stop it Solomon.
You don't have to explain anything to me.
Hey, it's me, Sheila.
I understand what you're going through.
Let me help you. Maybe together
we can find the answer.
(romantic bluesy music)
There's no such as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's a lot of people
Who spread themselves and run
Trying to play it safe
Never wanting to settle down
But the one who meets me
Wanted to be loved sometimes
Gets nothing here
'Cause I give it all every time
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
There's no such thing
as a little bit of me
'Cause if you get any of me
You'll get it all
- Hello, Maney.
What are you doing here?
- You know what I'm doing here.
Solomon must have sent me,
O'Malley, you know what happened.
- Yeah, that was bad business.
- Hey, you got a line on the sniper yet?
What you all doing about it?
- No I don't. But I've given
this case top priority.
- Top priority, bullshit.
What does that mean?
- That means I'm putting
every available man on duty.
- Say, O'Malley, I don't trust you.
I don't trust no one
in the CIA department.
- You gotta trust somebody.
- If you can't handle
it, my brother and I can.
- Maney, let me tell you something.
If you and King get
involved, I can't help you.
This is government business.
- Government business.
Bullshit.
- [Solomon King] Why at this
club these whities supposed to
be recruiting black
brothers for Hassan's army?
- [Maney] The Sugar Hill club.
- [King Solomon] Why don't you
get Charlie on the phone and
tell him to bring a couple
of guys with him and
tell to meet us down there.
- [Maney] Right on.
(funk music)
- I promise you that you'll be
well paid for your services.
The money is damn good.
- So man, when you talking about money,
you talking about the whole club?
- Is this your whole club?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- This is your whole club.
- All of it.
- Well, you've heard about the oil crisis,
haven't you?
- Right on.
- It's bringing a bundle right now.
- Don't you suckers know
that the days of Uncle Remus
and old black Joe is gone?
- Man, (indistinct) he all right.
- If you keep on this course,
you and uncle Remus are going
to be partners in heaven.
- Listen, man.
Oh, listen.
- Because it don't send fools to hell.
Unfortunately this has
been a trend of niggas
like you for the last hundred years.
You always underestimate yourself.
You can't do a thing without
the white man calling the
motherfucking shots.
- Hold it, hold it.
- You touch me one, I'm
gonna more push upside your
motherfucking head. You hear me?
- You worry about it.
Get off me.
- Now, if you standing up
for this hunky for something,
you gonna lay down for me for nothing.
Didn't I tell you to keep
your damn hands off of me.
(men scuffling)
(guns fire)
(machine gun firing)
(funk music)
- You know, some people just
don't listen to a damn thing
you tell 'em.
(doorbell rings)
- Solomon. How you doing?
- Okay.
- Good, good.
I'm surprised that you're
looking so good, man.
I'm telling you the truth.
If you look like you've been
eating your (indistinct) or
gravy train or something.
Come on in, man.
I wanna talk to you. I
got some talk for you.
Come on in.
I want to talk with you, man.
Come on, sit down, sit down.
I don't have to ask you
how you've been doing
because I know.
I've been hearing all about it.
Listen, let me tell you something fella.
You cannot go around here shooting up bars
and killing people like you trying to send
newspapers up to a dollar
and a half or something.
Man, look.
Let me tell you this.
Now, if you want to do something
about Oneeba's murder...
Let me tell you something.
You better get back over here
and try to sit down and listen
to me with your gold smellin' ass.
Look, let me tell you.
I've been trying to get you
to go back and see O'Malley
and get your credentials back.
- Wait, wait, wait, wait a fucking minute.
Those sons of bitches
didn't have no credentials
when they shot Oneeba.
- Look, if you kill somebody
without your credentials,
you're gonna spend 99 years and
one black son in the clinks.
Is this what the hell you're trying to do?
Go and get your credentials from O'Malley
and damn make sure when
you go see O'Malley,
there's nobody in the
office but you and him.
See, there's been some leaks
coming out of that office
and it's not O'Malley.
Now you worked for him for five years
and you know damn well
he's an ex-service man
and he goes strictly by the books.
Look, the dude is in your corner, man.
And he's already covered up
for the shit that you pulled.
- Well, I'll think about it.
- Look.
Think my ass. Let me tell you something.
You know, I've always told
you as long as you live
and ass your pinned to the ground,
when you lose your head,
your ass goes with it.
(phone ringing)
- Hello? Officer Miller.
(coughing)
Yes, sir.
No, just a little cold.
Pardon me?
You want me to follow Solomon King?
The Solomon King?
Yes, O'Malley.
Suggestions?
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Nightclub act.
Singing undercover.
Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Thank you very much, O'Malley. Bye.
(Samaki laughs)
Ooooh.
(Samaki laughs)
- Come in.
Chuck, how you doing?
- How the hell are you?
- How you doing?
- Good to see you again.
- Sit down.
- Yeah. Okay.
- O'Malley said he was
gonna send somebody,
but I didn't think he was gonna send you.
- Well, you know, we worked
together for a long time there.
- Yeah. What?
What's that? Oh, left
over from a job, you know,
but old horse shit O'Malley
it'll probably come off a little while.
- Yeah.
- Yeah. I don't need to
ask you how you're doing.
I walked through your club
out there. Really nice.
- Yeah it's something else. Huh?
- It's good to see you again man.
- Yeah, you too.
- Yeah. Say, well...
- How long did we work together?
- At least five years.
- Five years?
- Yeah. Long time.
Well, he said to give you
these and to welcome you back.
- Yeah, yeah. For a while.
Yeah.
- Yeah. Right.
Here's the hit man.
- That's him, huh?
- That's the son of a bitch.
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
- [Kids] Mmmm.
- Where did you say he was?
- At the Beach hotel.
- Where?
- The Beach hotel.
- Mmm!
- Mmm.
- You like that chicken?
- [Kids] Yeah.
- Hey mister!
You want me to tell you
where the Beach hotel is?
- No little fella, we'll find it.
- Yes, sir?
- Yeah. Do you have this
man registered here?
- No, I don't, sir.
- Has he been here?
- He checked out yesterday, sir.
- What room was he in?
- Sir, I'm not allowed
to give information out.
- Okay, well could you
take me up to his room?
- Uh...
Yes sir!
I certainly can.
- Sorry to disturb you.
- What, what is this a hold up?
- Oh, no nothing like that.
- What's going on?
- We were just looking for guys
in this room the other day.
- What, what he do?
- Nothing much.
What do you do besides eat?
- Well, I'm a preacher.
I preach the gospel.
But he didn't leave no
papers or nothin' around here
did you see the other day?
- The Bible says seek and you shall find.
Or if you find it, just keep looking.
You might find what you seeking for.
But what, what y'all gonna
do too, when you find it?
- We just gonna talk to him real.
- Don't do like that to me
when y'all come busting in with
pistols, man.
I thought sure, y'all
are going to hold me up.
- Oh no, nothing like that.
(indistinct)
- You say a prayer for me, Rev.
- I'm gonna pray for you, I'm
gonna pay for that guy too.
Because if y'all find gonna be a mess.
- Sorry to disturb you, Rev.
- (Indistinct)
Every man can see
And a lot of you women out
there know that I ain't lyin'
It takes a whole bunch of lovin'
To soothe this soul of mine
Changes
I'm number two but before I'm through
I plan to be number one
- Hey Fred.
- Hey.
- What's happening?
- (indistinct) and Albert.
- All right.
- Where have you been?
- I've been to the Virgin Islands.
You know, just relaxing.
- Wow, man.
- It sure is good to see you, man.
(laughter)
- Let me introduce you
to my lady, lady Cecelia.
This is Albert. This is Maney.
- Hey, how you feel?
It's real good to see you, man.
You just don't know how
good I am back home.
Right on, right on.
Say, Solomon will be here in a minute.
So we gonna be standing
over here in the corner.
Is that cool with you?
- Yeah, man.
- Yeah, let's see what's
happening in here.
Right? Alright.
- Bye.
Everything is everything
I'm strong but he's stronger
It might take a little longer
But I'm gonna get my man
Changes
Changes
I'm not changing to get my man
In spite of his blindness
I'm using any weapon
that God gave a woman
I'm gonna kill that man with kindness
Changes
Changes
Makin' me blue, changes
Woooo
(applause)
- Thank you. Thank you very much.
(applause)
[Samaki Miller] I would like
to invite all of you back
tomorrow night at the same
time, at the same place
with the same mellow lady.
I gotta go. Bye bye.
- Thank you very kindly.
Miss Samaki Miller.
How about a great big
wonderful round of applause for
Miss Samaki Miller.
(applause)
Thank you very kindly. Well
that just about does it.
We hope that you've enjoyed yourself some.
If you have, tell your friends
about the Kings Row club.
If you haven't, don't tell
your friends about the
Kings Row club.
Keep your big mouth shut
and let your friends get
stuck like you did.
Well, it's a time to go.
It's a time to get. It's a time to split.
Like this is it.
Those of you who
understand, saya bo bo nara.
(applause)
- Thank you.
Oh.
Want a drink?
- Yeah.
(glasses clank)
What's been happening?
- Everything, man.
- You like that band?
- Oh, I love them.
They're so good.
- How you like singing in this club?
- I love singing in this club.
- Good.
- But you know what?
When you walked in here
tonight night you made
me stutter, baby.
- Why?
- You was looking so good.
- Yeah, you look good too, mama.
- Yeah. Yeah. I look good too.
Listen, when you gonna
take care of me, nigga?
(Solomon King laughs)
And that ain't funny either.
- Look, why don't you go get dressed
and we'll talk about it.
- Okay.
You better be sitting right
there when I come back.
- Have I ever failed you?
- Yeah, but I don't
want to talk about that.
- Close the door, nigga.
(Solomon King laughs)
(door closes)
(chatter)
- I'd like to see the boss, please.
- Follow me.
(knocking)
(knocking)
- [Solomon King] Come in.
- You're Solomon King, right?
- Who wants to know?
- May I sit down?
I've got a message for you.
I know who killed the princess.
- Why didn't you go to the police?
- I'm just a messenger.
I can take you to him.
Shall we?
(crickets chirping)
- Let's go.
(crickets chirping)
(gun cocks)
(gun fires)
(Solomon King falls)
(gun falls)
(thud)
(thud)
(door opens)
(men scuffling)
- Ah!
- Ah!
(thud)
(punch)
(men scuffling)
(men grunting)
(men scuffling)
- [Assassin] You go to hell.
- [Maney] Who-
Who hired you?
- [Assassin] You go to hell.
- Get outta here. Get outta here.
- Solomon, baby. Oh baby.
Are you hurt?
(Solomon King grunts)
Let me take you home.
- Follow him.
(tires screech)
- Come on, Solomon.
- [Maney] Damn, Albert.
Don't follow so close.
- Oh baby.
Sit down, sit down.
You all right?
- Yes.
- Come on baby, let me take off your coat.
Man, they almost got you this time.
- Oh yeah.
- Oh wow.
Wait, be cool.
One second.
One second, okay?
Come on.
Hey baby.
(Solomon King grunts)
Oh Solomon, I don't want
nothing to happen to you, baby.
- Oh.
- Let me take off your shoes, okay?
Just lay back and relax.
You okay? Ooh.
I'll loosen your belt.
Oh, Solomon.
Oh, I'm gonna go get a towel.
I'll be right back, okay?
- Okay.
- Oh.
- [Samaki Miller] I'm
hurrying babe, I'm hurrying.
- Is that any better?
- Mm yeah.
- Solomon, who's trying to kill you?
- I don't know.
Don't worry about it, baby.
- Man, Maney whooped his ass.
(Solomon King grunts)
Okay, baby it'll be alright.
(Solomon King moans)
- Solomon?
(Solomon King moans)
Do you really feel hurt?
(Solomon King grunts)
- I'm sorry.
Right there?
- Kiss it.
- How's that?
Any better?
- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.
- Hey...
want some of my medicine?
- Oh yeah.
- You do?
- Mm-hmm.
(Samaki Miller laughs)
Okay.
I untie this and give it to you.
Uh-huh.
You sure?
Oh, Solomon.
(Samaki Miller moans)
(Solomon King moans)
- Say Albert, can you see
which apartment he went into?
- Number two.
(crickets chirping)
- What'd you tell him man?
- Nothing.
- What the hell you tell him?
- I told you nothing.
Now hold it partner. Hold it.
We're in the same business.
- Not anymore.
(gun fires)
- Hey, sounds like I heard a shot.
- You did?
(coughing)
(gun fires)
- Mobile operator. Give
me JR 34599, please.
Hey Solomon. We just heard two shots.
I think I see someone coming out now.
Okay, cool.
All right.
He said for us to follow him.
- Solomon.
Hey Solomon!
That son of a bitch done
took the medicine and ran.
(knocking)
(door crashes)
(ladder falls)
- Hey, you black son of a bitch!
- [Maney] Fuck you and your white ass!
(ladder clanks)
(gun fires)
(gun fires)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(bullets ricocheting)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(gun cocks)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(gun fires)
(gun fires)
- Spend it now with your bad ass.
(tires screeching)
(police sirens)
- Solomon!
Are you shot again?
(traffic noises)
- Hailey, this is Hassan.
I'm sending Winestock to you.
His fumbling has cost us a
good man. When he arrives,
I want you to kill him
quickly without mercy.
- Get him with a drink,
Tiger. Will you please?
You really let me down.
You really did it to me this time.
- Well, I won't take this crap from you
or from the devil himself.
(gun fires)
- You'll take it
and love it too.
Come here, baby.
(seagulls squawking)
- Hello King.
Sorry. I'm late.
But you were right about
that leak in the office.
I just fished one of my
agents out of the bay.
- Who was it?
- His name was Winestock.
Well, Winestock was an employee of Hassan.
He's the one that's
responsible for bagging
all of Hassan's revolution.
Hassan still has control of the country.
- But what you gonna do about Hassan?
- King, since you know the
country so well over there,
I suggest you get some of
your old Green Beret buddies.
- You talking about, uh...
- That's right.
- Come on, Boogie!
Make a good play now.
Hey, come on.
I see boy. Throw it here now.
Hey, come on boys.
Come on, now.
Let's have a good day.
All right.
That's a beautiful catch there, Boogie.
Let's make another one like that. Come on.
- Hey, Tito what's happenin' man?
- Hey, good to see you.
- Yeah.
You still playing ball?
- Yes.
That's my life, man.
- You heard about the
little trouble I had, huh?
- Yes I have.
- Princess getting killed and all?
Yes. I'm very sorry about that.
- Yeah I think I need
your help a little...
Let me hit one.
- Anytime.
Can you hit?
- Oh yeah.
- He's gonna be hitting.
(bat tumbles to the ground)
What's happening?
- I got shot in the arm the other day.
- Oh, I didn't know about...
SO you better stay
away. Don't hit anymore.
- I'll do one more, one more.
- Can you hit?
- Oh yeah.
- Okay. King's gonna hit one more.
(Solomon King hits the ball)
Yeah, that was good, man.
That was beautiful.
- I got your number and everything,
I can get in touch with you, can I?
- Yes, that would be cool.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Don't forget that, okay?
Anything I can do for you.
- Keep on hitting that ball, man.
- I sure will. Hey, come on kids.
We got a few more. Come on.
(funk music)
(laughter)
- Come on, do it.
(funk music)
They tell me down in New Orleans
They got a foxy fortune teller queen
Called Sheila
Sister Sheila
She knows exactly what to do
When your woman tries to neglect you
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
She's well-known around the world
Her clients come from worlds around
Yeah
Sheila
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
One friend told me that he had been
Said she looks so when she let you in
You wanna steal her
That's sister Sheila
But it ain't no casual time to talk
Cause when you leave her
room your mind is done
She's a healer
That's sister Sheila
You wait your turn and take some time
But when you're through
you'll jump back high
Yeah
Sister Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
(funk music)
She's well-known around the town
Her clients come from worlds around
Yeah
Sheila
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
They call her sister Sheila
Yeah
She's a love healer
That's sister Sheila
Yeah
- Wooo!
(Middle Eastern music)
(Middle Eastern music)
(funk music)
(waves crashing)
(funk music)
(waves crashing)
(funk music)
(waves crashing)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(funk music)
(thud)
- Ah!
- This line's been cut.
Gotta keep a close lookout.
- Hey!
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(explosion)
(fire roaring)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
- Ah!
(funk music)
(crickets chirping)
(shrubbery rustling)
(explosion)
(fire roaring)
- Ah!
(funk music)
(guns fire)
(funk music)
(explosion)
(fire roaring)
(funk music)
(footsteps)
(crickets chirping)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(guns fire)
(explosion)
(distant explosions)
(guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(distant guns fire)
(men struggling)
(guns fire)
(soldier groans in pain)
(crickets chirping)
- You son of a bitch!
(funk music)
- Ah!
(men scuffling)
- Ah!
(Hassan yells)
- This is for Oneeba.
- [TV Announcer] Really
have a competition game
to sort of split into teams...
- [News Anchor] The country's
still feeling the bite
of the energy crisis and there's
no official word from the
capital when prices will stabilize.
Now, for the international news.
About six months ago,
there was a violent coup
to overthrow King Hassan.
At this time his daughter,
princess Oneeba was Killed.
And the latest news we receive...
The leader of that crew, his nephew
was Killed in a violent gun
battle outside the castle.
- I hope they buried that
son of a bitch standing up.
- Word received from the State Department,
The king is back on his throne.
Everything seems to be fine in that land.
- [Airport Worker] First call
for DWA flight 69 nonstop
to San Francisco. Now boarding at gate 11.
- Hello.
Welcome.
- Jasmaine.
- Teresa, I haven't seen
you since school days.
- Have you been?
- Not too good, really.
Ever since I got outta school
and went back to my country,
my father's had all kinds of problems.
- Yes, I heard about your
father and I was sorry
to hear that.
- Well, that's why I'm on
my way to the states now
to see if I can get
some kind of assistance.
- But do you know Solomon King?
- No, but I've heard of him.
- Well, he's booked on his flight.
Maybe he could be of great help to you.
- How am I gonna meet him?
- Don't worry. I'll take care of that.
- Okay.
- Mr. King.
Your seat has been changed to E4.
Right here, please.
-E4?
- Yes.
- Thank you.
- Pardon me, are you Mr. King?
- You got ESP, huh?
(Jasmaine laughs)
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