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 sh*t

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, sh*t!

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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