Never Die Alone

Synopsis: A film noir centering around a hard-boiled, stylish kingpin drug dealer, called King David, who returns to his hometown seeking redemption--but ends up only finding violent death. King David's final moments are spent with Paul, an aspiring journalist who knew him for just a few minutes; yet King David would forever more have an impact on Paul's life. Half preacher, half Satan, and all street smarts, King David had recorded the story of his exploits on audiotape, leaving behind an often-poetic sermon on villainy and its consequences. The tapes reveal that the cycle of violence and retribution, which his actions have spawned, has come back to him, full circle, as he suspected they might all along.

Genre: Action, Crime, Drama

Director(s): Ernest R. Dickerson

Actors: DMX, Michael Ealy, Drew Sidora, Antwon Tanner

Production: Fox Searchlight Pictures

1 nomination.


IMDB:: 5.7
Metacritic:: 38
Rotten Tomatoes:: 26%

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: R
Year:: 2004
: 88 min
: $5,531,230
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We reap what we sow.|That's what the Bible says.
Payback's a motherf*cker.
I think James Brown said that.
Same shit.|We all know the story...
or at least we pretend we do.
The Hindus have|a word for it--karma.
They believe in reincarnation--
that a man pays in the next life for all|the shit he's done in the previous one.
Keeps on payin'too,|till he gets it right.
Now, if I had to do it|all over again...
well--
Responsibility. Redemption.
In order to be truly redeemed, a man|has to own up to his responsibilities.
Hey, sweet thing,|what's your name?
Bitch.
"Makin' amends."
The cats out in Cali|like to use that one a lot...
especially when they get back|from a stint in rehab.
Of course, those be|the same motherf*ckers...
sky-pagin' my ass in the middle|of the night a week after they got out.
Ain't that a bitch?|Still, they had a point.
I been away too long.
Runnin', hidin'.
Today's the day|I stop runnin'from my past.
Today's the day...|set shit straight.
End of chapter 12.
Quit it.|Damn pervert.
Quit what?
Oh, shit. Check it out.
The wolf|is the motherf*ckin' mack.
Enter the motherf*ckin'|dragon.
- Why you still here?|- We were just kickin' it.
Just kickin' it.
I'm gonna kick your ass,|you don't get yourself to school.
- Damn, dog--|- Stay the f*ck outta this, Blue.
- It just don't concern you.|- Wh-What?
Come on. I ain't gonna ask you again.
Hey.
- I'll pick you up after school, all right?|- Whatever.
Damn, dog. I thought|my moms was tough.
I wouldn't know.
- Moon give you that address?|- Yeah.
This is what the f*ck will|happen every time you don't pay me.!
That's the f*ck I'm talkin' about! You told|Moon you was gonna have his two grand.
- Where the f*ck is the money at? I'm sorry.|- I'm trying to get it.
I really can't hear you, man.|Why don't you repeat that for me, huh?
This really ain't the time to be playin'|that Bruce Willis bullshit.
- Put your motherf*ckin' hands where I can see 'em at!|- Okay, I'll--
F*ckin' deadbeat!
This what I'm talkin' about|right here. Hey, don't worry.
I'll leave you enough|to buy you a pack of Newports.
That's for a new shirt, n*gger!|F*cked up my boots!
- Please!|- Stupid motherf*cker.!
You make your point?
That for sure.
- Got you a little bonus.|- That belongs to Moon, man.
F*ck Moon, man.|He gettin' his. This interest.
Then give it to him. Shit, you know|I don't play him like that.
So now you about to give me|this big-ass speech...
about what a great future we got|if we trust in Moon.
And they ain't gonna|do f*ck about you, man.
After 10 long years...
the King has returned to reclaim|his rightful home, sweet home.
And goddamn,|if it don't feel good!
What else can I say?
Enter the motherf*ckin' dragon.
- Lookee here, lookee here.|- Well, I'll be goddamned.
You're still uglier|than a motherf*cker.
- You miss me?|- N*gger, are you insane?
Ain't nobody never missed|a rattlesnake.
How the hell could somebody|possibly miss you?
Oh, baby, you ain't gots|to be that cold.
Why don't you fix me a drink.
Gin and Squirt?|Still drinkin' that shit?
You don't forget shit, do you?
- Keep the change.|- You gonna have to do a hell of a lot better than this...
if you want to keep|my ass from callin' Moon...
and tellin' him what kind of suicidal|fool just walked into his bar.
- Is that so?|- That's right.
You just saved me some money.|I was about to give you $1 00...
to get him on the horn for me,|but you f*cked that up.
Go on. Get him on the horn.|Go on now.
Sorry to disturb you, boss, but there's|somebody here you might wanna talk to.
Where's somewhere private|I can talk?
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