Ray

Synopsis: The story of Ray Charles, music legend. Told in his adult live with flashbacks to his youth we see his humble origins in Florida, his turbulent childhood which included losing his brother and then his sight, his rise as pianist in a touring band, his writing his own songs and running his own band and then stardom. Also includes his addiction to drugs and its affect on his working life and family life.
Director(s): Taylor Hackford
Production: Universal Pictures
  Won 2 Oscars. Another 52 wins & 54 nominations.
 
IMDB:
7.7
Metacritic:
73
Rotten Tomatoes:
80%
PG-13
Year:
2004
152 min
$75,000,000
Website
19 Views

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Always remember

your promise to me.

Never let nobody or nothing

turn you into no cripple.

All right!

Rest stop, 45 minutes.

Come on, folks.

We gotta move.

We leave at 2:
45 p.m.

On the dot. Can't be late.

Hot meals

and bathrooms inside.

All right, uh, there's a

window out back

for y'all to buy sandwiches.

And I suggest you make

good use of them outhouses.

Ain't nothing but bushes

for you in the Carolinas.

Sir.

Can I help you, sir?

Yes, sir.

Seattle?

Who you riding with?

Nobody. Just me.

Boy, I can't take

responsibility

for some blind nigger

traveling 3,500 miles alone.

I... I... I paid for this here

ticket, and it says

that you have to take me

to Seattle.

Don't you be smarting off

to me, boy.

With all due respect, sir,

I earned the right.

I may have left my eyes

on Omaha Beach,

but I ain't asking no charity

from Uncle Sam.

I got a job waiting

for me in Seattle.

You were in Normandy?

Shuttling troopers

to the beach.

We took a direct hit.

I'm sorry, son.

I'll keep an eye on you

myself.

Come on.

Take a seat in the back.

Anytime

You're feeling Ionely

Anytime

You're feeling blue

Anytime

You feel downhearted

That will prove

your love for me is true

Anytime

You're thinkin' about me

Til, what the hell

do you think you're doin'?

Billy, don't get

your feathers all ruffled now.

I met this ol' boy over

at the O.C. At Clarkfield,

and well, he plays

a mean jazz piano.

I don't care if he whistles

Dixie out his ass.

He ain't gonna

do it here.

Sir.

Boy, are you blind?

Yes, sir.

Since I was seven.

Well, let me help you

out then.

This is a country band.

We don't play

no boogie-woogie.

Uh, yes, I understand.

I love country music.

All right, go on.

Tell me.

What is it you love

about country music?

I... I love the stories.

Uh, you know,

about fallin' in love

and having love

knock you around

and then the pressures

of the world on you so tough.

It... It makes you

feel small.

You want to give

your soul to God.

You might as well.

Your ass belongs to Him.

Boy, are you sure

you blind?

Last time I checked.

Okay. Come on in.

Billy,

I think you're outvoted.

Til, one hint of trouble,

and your blind nigra's

out of here.

Damn!

Here.

I'm gonna have

to put some glasses

before he scares

somebody half to death.

Seattle, Washington, folks.

Change bus here

for all points north:

Bellingham, Mount Vernon.

Vancouver, Canada.

Uh, that's Diz. Emanon.

Yeah. But what's it

spell backwards?

Ah... ah... ah, come on, man.

Why don't you give me

something difficult?

"No Name."

Say, daddy-o,

what ax you play?

Uh, piano.

Just blew in

from Tampa, Florida.

Me and my partner,

Gossie McGee, came here,

you know, want to

fatten up our style.

Cop some licks from some more

experienced cats. You dig?

You know what?

Why don't you let me

take you inside?

You know,

show you around.

All right. Perfect gentleman. Yeah.

This is just

like my place.

So, what's your name?

Ray Robinson.

I'm Quincy Jones.

Quincy Jones.

Hey, Gerry!

This here's my man, Ray.

He's here to see his friend,

Gossie McGee.

So I figured

I'll show him inside...

Don't mess with me, Q.

He can come in, but not you.

Vice is on my ass for letting

you underage kids in.

Get out of here, Q.

Can't you see...

Get out of here, Q.

He's blind! I gotta

show him in. Get out.

Jive-ass.

What?

Hey, Ray Robinson, when am

I gonna hear you play, baby?

Uh, well,

that may cost you.

Welcome, all you cool cats

and fine felines.

You've come to the place where

the sophisti-cats and hipsters

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James L. White

James L. White (November 15, 1947 – July 23, 2015) was an American screenwriter best known for his original screenplay for the 2004 film, Ray, a biopic on Ray Charles. White received a BAFTA Award nomination for Best Original Screenplay for his work on Ray.White was born on November 15, 1947, in Mount Sterling, Kentucky. He was raised by his single mother in Mount Sterling, approximately 35 miles east of Lexington. A love of reading led White to pursue a career as a writer. He served in the U.S. Navy before enrolling at the University of Massachusetts. He left the university after a year and worked a series of jobs in the Boston area. He moved to Los Angeles during the 1970s to pursue screenwriting.White credited his friend, actor Sidney Poitier, with helping in get his first screenwriting job. Poitier hired White to 1992 to pen the screenplay for a thriller called "Red Money." The film was never made, but it marked White's breakthrough into screenwriting after decades of attempts. In a 2005 award acceptance speech before the Friends of the Black Oscar Nominees group, White publicly thanked Poitier, "I would like to publicly thank Mr. Poitier, who was the first person in Hollywood to take a chance on me as a screenwriter."White was working on two screenplays at the time of his death in 2015 - a biopic on Bessie Smith titled "Empress of the Blues" and second film focusing on Dinah Washington, which is in pre-production.James L. White died from complications of liver and pancreatic cancer at his home in Santa Monica, California, on July 23, 2015, at the age of 67. He was survived by his wife, Elizabeth, two daughters and a son. more…

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