The Green Hornet Page #2

And I told you, stop taking girls into my garage.

You do it again, I'll change the lock.

-Okay, but can you sign this for me?

-Yeah.

Never...stop...the party.

Digital Underground: The Humpty Dance

I look funny, but yo I'm makin' money see

so yo world I hope you're ready for me.

Now gather round

I'm the new fool in town

and my sound's laid down by the Underground.

I drink up all the Hennessey ya got on ya shelf

so just let me introduce myself

My name is Humpty, pronounced with a Umpty.

Yo ladies, oh how I like to hump thee.

Go, go, go, go.

Hello.

Get it, get the shot, get it.

How are you coping with your father's death?

If you're just joining us,

James Reid has been found dead from

an allergic reaction to a bee sting.

Leaving his son, his empire.

Johnny Cash:
I hung my head

Early one morning, with time to kill.

I borrowed Jebb's rifle,

And sat on the hill

I saw a lone rider

Crossing the plain

I drew a bead on him,

To practice my aim.

I hung my head, I...

-It was during my election campaign.

...hung my head, I hung my head.

-Running for district attorney

when I first met James Reid.

It was immediately clear to me that he was a

man of infallible integrity.

He dedicated himself to this city,

though his philanthropic endeavors and his newspaper,

The Daily Sentinel.

A shinning beacon of truth.

He was our north star.

He showed us the way.

Thank you James.

Britt, your father was truly a great man.

-When I first started campaigning...

-Yes, yeah, yeah, yeah.

-He was the best business man I've ever known.

-Yep.

-He always came out on top.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Britt?

Britt, hey.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

I just want to say that,

my father was a federal court judge.

So I think I kinda know how it feels.

When he passed away, I uh,

had some pretty big shoes to fill.

Just like you.

So if you ever need somebody to talk to.

I mean, if you ever just want

to grab a drink.

Want to get cheered up.

I'm around.

Okay, thanks man I really appreciate it.

-Yeah, lock it up....keep it tight.

-Yeah, okay.... Cool.

This is your newspaper.

Look, the burden doesn't have to

fall on you alone.

I've been with your father since I was just

in college for the past forty five years.

I'm going to make sure the Daily Sentinel

stays on the path.

It would make him proud.

So what do you think of all this?

I don't think anything, man.

I don't know a thing about this newspaper.

I've never really read a full edition of it.

You can do whatever the hell you want with it.

I'm not the guy to run The Sentinel.

Trying means a man will always fail.

Oh.

Where's my leaf?

Stupid bush!

Hello!

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