Richard Pryor ...Here and Now Page #2

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''Big black motherf***er.

Look what he did to my jacket.

F***ed my sh*t--

F***ed my sh*t up.''

'Cause he was sitting in there

in the room with me...

I didn't want to f*** around

'cause his whole leg was big as me.

So I say, ''Hey,Jim,

sh*t, this is hip.

I can't wait till I put

this sh*t on tonight.''

I ain't gonna wear

this motherf***er.

F*** you,jacket.

This is the set and sh*t.

This ain't real, now.

'Cause there might be

some tourists and sh*t be saying...

''Hey, there's Bourbon Street.

It look like my house.''

But they fixed this sh*t up.

In Hollywood, them motherfuckers,

boy, they're good, ain't they?

They done created an illusion.

Hey, I like the way

that did that. Sh*t.

Creative. Listen, listen. This

motherf***er would be f***ed up,Jack.

You should have this on the street

when the motherf***er leave home drunk.

You flip this sh*t out

in front of your house.

Right?

Motherf***er come back--

''Hey, baby! Sh*t! Baby?

B*tch, what's happening?''

But this is always the impression

that people get of New Orleans, right?

This Bourbon Street.

Like I said.

Like there ain't

no more of New Orleans.

If you ain't in the

French Quarter, f*** it.

But they got a whole lot

of sh*t here.

How you doin', sir?

The motherf***er walk like he dared

for somebody to be in his seat.

Look at him.

You knew wasn't nobody

gonna be in your sh*t, right?

This is a strange place though,

New Orleans...

'cause you can't tell what

no motherf***er is down here.

No, 'cause you motherfuckers

look white and be black.

So--

And then the black ones

talk that funny kind of sh*t.

You know, you talk to 'em, say--

''What you want?

You come back-- You like me, yeah?''

And the girls say,

''You gonna f*** me for true?''

Sh*t like that. You know. Sh*t!

See, you go up north, white folks

don't know what to do,Jack.

''Why, this is

a different kind.

Sh*t, he must be from

Brazil or somewhere.''

You know what? Down here, motherfuckers

have the biggest fun of anybody.

Motherfuckers have a parade,

start dancin' at a drop of a hat.

Right? Just go outside

in the sunshine.

''Say, have you

a buzz on yet?

I like it, me.'' The motherfuckers

start dancin' and sh*t.

Be 400 people be

dancin' down the street...

talking about,

''The sun is shining, hey!''

And I understand like

you dance at funerals and sh*t.

Have a good time.

You don't be f***ing around.

''Motherf***er dead.

Let's dance his ass off.

It's a good day to die, motherf***er,

'cause we having big fun.''

That's the way to do it. It ain't

supposed to be around cryin' and sh*t.

Motherf***er's gone.

That's it.

You say, ''Sh*t, we had

big fun when he was here.

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