Richard Pryor ...Here and Now Page #4

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a doorway and sh*t. You'd be-- ''Sh*t!

Hey, man, it cold.

Be prejudice this summer.

It's all right now.''

- Bullshit!

- Bullshit? My dick.

People in the audience get hostile.

You drunk, motherf***er?

''F*** it! Bullshit!''

I stopped drinking.

I used to drink a lot. Stopped.

It's been seven months.

That's a strange-- It was really--

it's really strange.

- I don't believe that sh*t.

- Oh, you don't have to.

I know you ain't gonna believe it

'cause you f***ed up.

''Listen, I don't-- Hey!

Sh*t!''

No, I just thought I'd try that

for a while after 20 years.

Motherf***er, give yourself a break.

I'll probably die tomorrow.

Trying to slow down,

you know.

- But it's different.

- Don't do that!

Don't do that. Well--

You f***ed up, Rich!

No, I just been through

like a life-- in your life.

I guess you go through

changes in your life, you know.

You get one moment,

and then you just f***ing change.

Something happened in my life f***ing

changed my mind about all the sh*t.

'Cause I used to think

I knew everything, man.

I'd be f***ed up. I just knew it.

I knew all the sh*t.

And all of a sudden,

I don't know sh*t.

I'm one of the dumbest

motherfuckers ever lived.

If you catch me on the wrong day and

ask me my name, you gonna get trouble.

''Hey, what's your name?''

''Uh, wait. Sh*t.

Motherf***er, don't rush me,

motherf***er.

Just take it easy.''

'Cause I feel a lot different. I feel

a lot of different sh*t, man, you know.

When I was drinking though,

it was fun.

I stopped drinking 'cause I got tired

of waking up in my car, driving 90.

You know, trying

to talk to the police...

when your mouth don't work.

I don't know what it is

that make drunk people want to talk.

But you can bet if somebody drunk,

he gonna talk. You know what I mean?

You ever be driving and

the police ease up behind your ass...

put them bright lights

on you?

And your brain start going,

''Don't worry about it.Just be cool.

Everything--

Don't worry.Just be cool.

Now straighten up.Just put your arm--

put your arm on the window.

That's right. Put your arm

on the window. Be cool.

Lay back. All right.Just get it

together. You're ready now.

When he come up, say

everything's fine, all right?

Just say everything's fine.

Everything's fine.''

Now, that's what you say in your brain,

but your mouth has made up its mind.

Your mouth be saying, ''I'm going to say

these words the way I f***in' want to.''

Policeman come up talkin' about,

''How you feeling?''

''Yeah, right. Wanna get out?''

''Sh*t, ain't I out?''

I had a partner they used

to make walk that white line.

Motherf***er mashed potatoes.

Mother--

''Just f*** it! Sh*t!''

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