Undercover Brother

Narrator:

After a generation of struggle

changed the face of our nation,

African Americans

entered the '70s

with new found hope.

- I am...

- I am...

- somebody!

- "somebody!"

Vibrant leaders emerged

and black culture reached

its high point,

influencing all facets

of American life.

## Say it louder... ##

Audience:

## "I'm black and I'm proud" ##

Let me hear you-

## Say it louder... ##

But progress slowed

in the decades that followed.

Black culture began to lose

its distinctive flavor.

And as the millennium

drew to a close,

disaster struck.

These seemingly random events

were in fact orchestrated

by The Man,

a villain obsessed

with turning back the clock

on race relations.

Just when it seemed

the funky spirit

of the '7 Os

would be lost forever,

a new hero emerged.

His name, Undercover Brother.

## "Tear the roof off, we're gonna"

"tear the roof off the mothersucka" ##

## "Tear the roof off the sucka" ##

## "Tear the roof off, we're gonna"

"tear the roof off the mothersucka" ##

## "Tear the roof off the sucka" ##

## "Tear the roof off, we're gonna"

"tear the roof off the mothersucka" ##

## "Tear the roof off the sucka" ##

## "Tear the roof off, we're gonna"

"tear the roof off the mothersucka" ##

## "Tear the roof off this sucka" ##

## You've got a reaI type

of thang going down ##

## Getting down ##

## There's a whole lot

of rhythm going round ##

## Whoa! We want the funk ##

## Give up the funk

Ah, we need the funk... ##

Give it to me.

Need it, got to have it.

- ## We need the funk ##

- We need the funk.

- ## "Gotta have the funk" ##

- Say!

## La-la-la-ya-ya ##

## Do-do-do-do-do... ##

## "Turn this mother out... " ##

It ain't no thang.

Yeah.

A bird gonna shit

on my windshield?!

Not on my Cadillac!

I'm gonna chop your feathers

off and put you in Chinatown!

They gonna make

Peking Pigeon out of you!

Damn!

Unbeknownst

to Undercover Brother,

there was a secret organization

dedicated to truth,

justice,

and the Afro-American way.

They had never crossed paths

until now.

Headquarters, come in.

Good work, Sistah GirI.

Data from the mainframe

ready to commence.

- She's transmitting! Are we up and ready?

- Yes, sir.

And I've hacked into

the bank security system.

Computer:

You've got soul.

- We're in.

- "Aha!"

The computer!

Another idea stolen from the black man.

Did you all know that

George Washington Carver

made the first computer

out of a peanut?

- Hmm?

- A peanut?

- A peanut!

- Shut up and get back to work!

I've spent six months

setting up this operation

and I want

to see everything-

off-shore accounts,

dummy corporations, money laundering.

If we can cut off his funds,

we may finally be able

to stop The Man.

Waited a long time for this.

- What the hell?

- What the hell?

- What the-

- "Dissed. "

- Ah, solid.

- "Hey!"

What the hell

are you doing, old man?

Whoa!

- Headquarters...

- is there another agent on this case?

- Hell, no!

Damn it, who is that guy?

I'll cross-reference the bank's

security camera with our database.

Guard 1:

Come on, Uncle Ben!

Whoa!

Oh, shit!

It's Macy Gray

with pork-chop sideburns!

Who's bad?

Ohh! Right up

the pooper!

Right on, sweet sistah.

Chief:

Damn it, who is he?!

Sistah GirI, abort mission!

Damn it.

Who was that guy?

## "Hey, Undercover" ##

- ## "Undercover Brother" ##

- Solid.

## "Here's the plan-"

"he's got to fight the man" ##

## "And he's looking fine"

"when he goes head to head" ##

- ## "Dig those funky threads" ##

- ## "Wears his daddy's black" "medallion" ##

## "And it stands for pride" ##

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