Soul Men Page #2

right into next week.

Gorgeous blue skies

and sensationally warm.

It doesn't get any better than that.

This just in.

Soul music fans around the globe

are mourning the loss

of Marcus Hooks.

The legendary singer and songwriter

apparently suffered

a massive heart attack

while peforming last night

in front of a capacity crowd

at Kungstrardgarden Park

in Stockholm, Sweden.

His body's being

flown home to New York,

where a memorial service

will be held next week.

The seven-time Grammy Award winner

was 63 years old.

# I'll do anything for you #

We're back in just a moment.

Humh!

Kezian Motors. Can I help you?

Who?

Hinds, telephone!

Dealing drugs out of my garage?

Listen, you doing something illegal,

I'll find out and send your ass

back to prison

so f***ing fast, it will make

your black monkey head spin.

You know, there was a time

I would've knocked your teeth

down your throat

for saying some sh*t like that to me.

But I'm a changed man.

I'm trying to be

all centered and sh*t.

Now, I could'a called you

a unibrow-shaving, pilaf-eating,

greasy-ass goat f***er,

but I didn't, did I?

- Uh-uh.

- 'Cause I didn't want to hurt your feelings,

and I didn't want to piss you off,

just like I know

deep, deep down inside,

you don't want to piss me off, either.

- Now, do you?

- Uh-uh.

Uh-uh. No. Uh-uh.

All right.

Peace.

Scruffy, Kibbles...

Yeah, this is Louis.

Hey. Mr. Hinds.

It's Danny Epstein

calling from New York. How are you today?

Who?

Marty's son.

Oh, yeah?

Sh*t,

I ain't seen you since you were in diapers.

Yeah. Well,

I assume you heard

about Marcus' passing, yeah?

Oh, yeah. I'm crying the tears

of a motherfucking clown.

Okay. Here's the thing.

VH1 is putting together

a farewell tribute at the Apollo,

and they got a lot of big names lined up.

And they want Henderson and Hinds

to perform, right?

That's right! The Real Deal

back together again.

It's a great opportunity.

You talk to Floyd?

I did.

Mr. Henderson is in.

Good.

Then I'm out.

# Born under a bad sign #

# Been down since I began to crawl #

# If it wasn't for bad luck #

# You know I wouldn't have

no luck at all #

# Hard luck and trouble... #

That is disgusting.

Ooh!

I don't believe this. Hmm.

Hey!

Uhh!

Ohh. Damn!

Ooh. F*** happened, man?

Hell if I know. I came in,

found your ass laying there.

Bullshit.

You looked me dead in my eyes.

Man, you recognized me.

I didn't recognize you.

You done changed.

I come all the way down here,

and, man, you gonna

look me in my face

- and knock me the f*** out?

- Should've called first.

How the hell I'm gonna call

and you ain't got no phone?

What kind of person

ain't got no land phone?

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