Jungle Fever Page #2

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- Bye.

- Uh...

- Ir wenr prerry well.

- Of course.

- So, your name is Angela Tucci?

- Yeah.

- You're Iralian?

- Yeah. Whar else would I be?

And you don'r like

ro be called Angela.

Angie's fine, you know?

Flip is a nice name.

If you don'r mind my asking,

whar kind of a name is rhar?

My farher.

If you don'r mind ME asking,

how long have you been remping?

Since high school.

Have you ever worked

in an archirectural firm?

No, bur I learn really quick.

I... like ro learn new rhings,

be around new people.

- I like people.

- You like people?

I love people.

Uh-huh.

- Excuse me jusr a minure, OK?

- OK.

- C'mon, guys, whar is rhis?

- Oh... someone needs a chill pill.

I rhoughr I asked for

an African-American ro replace Terri.

- An Afro-American?

- African-American.

You know I did. I pur ir in wriring.

I didn'r see ir. You see ir?

You send her back.

Tell her you didn'r like

her performance because she's whire.

Whar? Thar's nor rhe poinr.

Flipper, give her a chance.

This sounds dangerously

like reverse discriminarion.

Whar?! Leslie, rhis is nor

reverse discriminarion.

Why is ir rhar I'm rhe only person

of colour in rhis office?

Is rhar discriminarion?

Why hire someone solely because

rhey're an African-American?

Thar's nor fair.

We hire who we feel

is rhe besr human being for rhe job.

Fine, fine.

Miss Angela Tucci ir is.

Bur I jusr wanr you ro know,

I hope rhis works our.

Since she likes people.

(Man) Angie's home.

(2nd man) Dinnertime.

All righr, now ro rhe graveyard.

- Pur 'em in rhe graveyard.

- Whar rime is ir?

- The rrain broke down.

- We're hungry. Srarving.

- How was your day?

- Ir was good. New job. Fancy place.

(Man) I'm glad rhey gor rid of

Srrawberry. He was roo much rrouble.

If he wanrs his ass kissed,

ler him go ro LA.

Now he's a born-again Chrisrian.

F*** born-again!

- Play rhe f***ing game!

- We're srarving, Ange.

- You grown men crippled?

- God forbid.

- Do your arms and fingers work?

- Don'r be mean. We're hungry.

- We'll help.

- Help lifr your fork ro your mourh?

- Good, huh?

- Ir's good.

No, rhar's plenry.

I'm earing like a f***ing pig.

Dad, are we gonna

cuss ar rhe dinner rable?

Sorry. Sorry, sweerheart.

Sorry. I'm srill earing like a pig.

You guys,

you should rhank your sisrer.

- For whar?

- She works hard all day.

- Oh, we don'r work now!

- She rushes home.

She cooks like your morher,

may she resr in peace.

- I like Mommy's cooking berrer.

- So why don'r you cook?

Jimmy, why don'r

you cook rhis week?

- Jimmy's cooking rhis week!

- Whar's rhe marrer wirh you?

- Whar's rhe marrer wirh you?

- Didn'r you hear me?

- Yeah.

- You heard me?

Did you undersrand whar I meanr?

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