Soul Men

Marcus Hooks

and the Real Deal, take 6.

- That's three names.

- You want me to sing the main line?

Oh, yeah, here we go, here we go.

Tonight we take a musical journey south,

where the legendary soul band

Marcus Hooks and the Real Deal

developed their signature sound.

1, 2!

# Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh #

They started out singing for pennies

on the street corners of Memphis.

# Pull the string #

# And I'll wink at you #

# I'm your puppet #

# Mm-hmm, yeah #

# I'll do funny things #

# If you want me to #

# I'm your puppet #

# I'm yours #

# To have and to hold #

# Darling, you've got #

# Full control #

# Of your puppet #

But by 1972,

Marcus Hooks and the Real Deal

had become one

of the biggest R&B acts in the world.

# Nothin' like sweet soul music #

# To bring us together #

They played to sellout houses

all over the world.

They'd sold 6 million records

and influenced a generation

of American musicians.

# Dance to the sweet soul music #

# Yahh #

But that all ended on July 24, 1977,

when Marcus Hooks

began his solo career

with a dramatic concert

at New York's Madison Square Garden.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Marcus Hooks.

Marcus.

# Ooh-ooh-ooh #

Hey, boy, hi.

Hey, boy, dance.

Yeah.

But while Hooks

became a music legend,

the journey took

a decidedly different direction

for former band mates

Floyd Henderson and Louis Hinds.

Renowned for their

signature dance stylings

from their one

breakout hit, "Walk in the Park,"

the duo broke up in 1979.

Citing creative differences

and a desire to pursue separate projects.

Back off! Freeze!

Get your hands up! Let me see them!

Oh. Wait. Wait, wait.

It ain't... Ohh!

The gun ain't real! Ow! It ain't real! Ow!

I'm just broke, God it!

I ain't tryin' to hurt no!

Watch your damn hands!

Police mother brutality!

While Floyd Henderson...

Come on down to Floyd's Car Wash,

where everything is done by hand.

...combined his showmanship

with an entrepreneur spirit.

And don't forget about

Super Soul Sundays,

with a full body wash

to guarantee a free rimjob.

Come on. Get your rimjob.

Come get your rimjob.

Come and get your rimjob!

Whatever happened

to the forgotten duo...

The Real Deal?

Baby, turn the navigation on.

I hope we can find this place

sometime tonight.

He gonna love it there.

They got Craftmatic adjustable beds,

clap-on lamps.

Y'all better shut up back there,

I'm tellin' you.

I'm gonna reach back there

and pop one of them little boys

upside the head so bad.

I think that's it, Uncle Floyd.

Whoo!

Now, I can't believe

I let you talk me into this bullshit.

What you talking about?

It's beautiful. You don't like this?

It's a death camp.

Oh, how is it a death camp, Unc?

We got 36 holes of golf.

Three swimming pools.

You know the ratio

of women to men here

is 5 to 1, Unc? 5 to 1.

That mean you got 'em everywhere.

You can't even move.

There's women...

Every time you look around,

women crawling between your legs,

arms, anything.

I mean, damn, Unc.

And if you're worried about the business,

I got that.

You taught me everything you know.

Yeah.

Yeah. You know something, son?

You're real crafty.

Appreciate that.

See, first you move into my house.

Then you take over my business.

- Aw, man, I ain't taking...

- Oh, yeah.

Then you move me

all the way out to the Valley, man,

so can't nobody hear me scream. Right?

Actually, that's why

we're moving you here.

So the nurses can hear your ass scream.

You remember you fell on that floor

for three days

- and couldn't nobody hear you.

- I remember.

Yeah. Now, stop being bitter, man.

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