Talk To Me Page #4

and I'm here to work

in this funky joint.

And ain't no way

in blue blazes I'm leaving

till I get what's mine.

Right on!

So figure it out.

That's right.

(WHISPERING) Sir,

would you excuse us

for one moment please?

Would you like

to come with me?

Yeah. Talk to me. Sh*t.

(VERNELL EXCLAIMS)

This is my song!

(R&B MUSIC PLAYING)

Girl, you can't feel that?

What y'all trying

to do to me and sh*t?

Get your goddamn hands

off of me!

Have you lost your mind?

Are you trying

to get me fired?

Man, I'm trying

to get me a job!

Look, I admire

your determination, okay?

But you do not walk in here

and talk to Mr. E.G.

Sonderling like that!

And where the hell

did you get the idea

you'd be a disc jockey?

From you, brother.

(LAUGHING) What?

I never said that.

I said, "Look me up." Okay?

And even if I could

get you a job,

it would be as a janitor,

or a window cleaner, maybe.

Oh, I don't do windows,

Jack.

I guess that kind of work

is beneath a convict

of your pedigree, huh?

You know what, man? F*** you.

I thought you was real.

You ain't nothing but another

white boy with a tan.

See, a cat come out

of Hard Time, U.S.A. Looking

to turn his life around...

Sh*t, I expect

to get rejected by whitey!

So because I'm black,

I'm supposed to ignore

the fact that your only

experience has been in jail

and hire you as a DJ?

You goddamn right.

You sound

just like my brother.

Nigga, I ain't him.

I'm out here trying

to get what's mine.

His ass is back there

in Lorton, cooling his heels.

But you know what?

That's all right.

You Sidney Poitier-ass nigga,

I'm gonna get what's mine.

And when I do, I'm coming

right back here and shove it

in your f***ing face!

Sellout!

(HUMMING)

Vernell. Come on, baby,

we're splitting.

All right, baby.

Come on.

All right!

Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait!

One second. Wait.

I'll be right back!

Wait for me, okay, sugar?

That Formica?

Hey, you're...

No, you can't go in there.

(MO ANING ON RADIO)

(KISSING)

You make me so hot.

(GIGGLING)

Bye-bye! Thank you!

It was so lovely meeting

all of y'all.

Bring your ass on!

Shut the f*** up!

I'm coming, God damn it!

Blue Blazes, you so cute!

I'm gonna take this

off your hands, girl.

Power to the people!

(CHUCKLING)

PETEY:
Vernell!

Shut up! Sh*t!

I told your ass I was coming

up here to see the Nighthawk!

Thanks.

You're welcome, brother.

Hello, brother.

Democratic freedom, brother.

First Amendment, baby.

God bless you.

Go straight to hell!

Go straight to hell!

WOL! WOL!

WOL! WOL!

Go straight to hell!

Go straight to hell!

You're embarrassing

yourselves.

ALL:
WOL!

You're embarrassing...

You're embarrassing

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