Darktown Strutters (1975) - full transcript
Syreena must investigate the disappearance of her mother, Cinderella. A series of wild complications follow.
[motorcycle engine rumbling]
- I didn't know that.
[groovy 70's music]
- [Marine] Man, I should
have worn my platforms.
- [Marine] Keep your hands out
of your pockets, short arms.
- Eyes front!
[Strutters laugh]
- Make mine a cola and a
diet lemon meringue pie.
- Same.
- Mine's a black bottom.
Lemon meringue.
[stomping on cycle]
- [Marine] Left, right,
left, right, left right.
- Strut your ass out
of my saddle, grunt.
- Sorry long and leggy,
but the marines have --
Landon!
- [Marine] Leathernecks
to the rescue!
- [Marine] Jesus,
I'm going blind!
- I don't think
they like our pies.
- Get your butt on your feet.
- I think I tore my pants.
- Hey, wait for me!
- Me, too!
- They gotta go to
the school blessing!
[crash]
[toilet flushing]
- Ladies, shall we go?
[Strutters humming]
[groovy 70's music]
[police officers
talking over each other]
- [Police Officer] But you
always put the siren on!
- [Police Officer] We
gotta have a siren on!
- [Police Officer]
I think it's on.
- [Police Officer] That's good.
- [Police Officer] I
wanted to put it on.
[tires squealing]
- [Police Officer] Well,
men, we're going in.
- [Police Officer]
Yeah, going in!
- [Police Officer] Hey fellas,
come on, give me
a hand, will ya?
I'm stuck in here fellas,
you know I can't get out.
- Okay girls, just keep
your hands at your sides.
Girls, just keep your
hands at your sides.
- Come on fellas,
give me a hand.
Come on, hey!
Oh, I can't get out.
Come on, somebody
help me a little bit.
- Can I see your
driver's license, please?
- Can I see your
driver's license, please?
- Step out of the car, please.
- Have I done something wrong?
Officer needs assistance!
- Call it in, lardass,
can't you see I'm
checking the motor?
- What are you doing here?
- Looking for my mama.
- Some bad mothers
in Watts. [laughing]
- [Police Officer] Knock it off.
- [Police Officer]
I was only kidding!
- [Police Officer] Maybe you
don't know about Watts, baby,
so let me fill you in.
Watts is a cesspool.
- And we're the toilets.
- Watts is a shooting gallery,
and you're the ducks.
[guns firing]
- Haul it down.
Haul it down!
Show 'em we can
play rough, Emmo.
- Keep your noses clean, girls.
[Emmo sneezes]
- What's faster than
a speeding bullet?
- Moving targets!
[playful chase music]
- [Police Officer] Shotgun!
- [Gangster] Oh,
man, these streets
just ain't safe no more!
[police officer coughing]
- [Police Officer] Oh, man,
that really pisses me off.
I just got my [car creaking
drowns out speaker].
- [Police Officer]
Whiplash, medic!
- [Police Officer] Can I see
your driver's license, please?
- Oh, man, you better
have insurance.
- [Police Officer] Insurance?
Hugo, do we have any insurance?
[banjo picking]
- [Carmen] Boy, Syreena,
I could eat a mule!
- [Syreena] That's all you
gonna get here, Carmen.
- [Man] This here bike
can go 190 at least,
I know that.
- [Man] This thing
says 150, man.
- [Man] I don't know.
[crowd overlapping each other]
- [Man] Mellow, Lord, look
what the Lord just done.
- [Syreena] Hey, Carmen!
Check out those yo-yos
over there on the left, girl.
- [Carmen] Looks like
the zoo's day off.
- [Man] Let me get up
here and get me a...
- We got all the
ladies we can use.
- Why don't you just trot
off like a nice boy, Sambo.
- [Man] Aw, we don't play that.
- Sure is a nice ride
you got here, mama.
Who put this together
for you, your old man?
- I did.
- Yeah, and I'm
Steve McQueen, too.
[men laughing]
Y'know, I ain't never seen
a mama that could ride
one of these mothers right here.
- Side-Saddle?
- Hey, hey, hey man,
how about a race?
Race the Strutter,
Mellow, race the broad.
[glass shattering]
- He just makes me nervous.
- Hey, what you pulling?
- Be cool, be cool.
He needed to rest anyway.
- [Man] Up or downs?
- Say, Mellow, you got
your hands on VD, man,
you're gonna get
diseased, touching VD.
- Better check it out.
- Oh, shit.
- Get to it, man, get to it,
I'm telling you...
- I'll tell you what to do.
You go get Comet.
We gonna have us a race.
- [Man] Yeah, Comet.
Fast, just like, [speaking
foreign language].
- Once around the police
station, how about that?
- What's the bet?
- My ass.
- Well, what if I win?
- Your ass.
Hah, how can you lose?
- I'll come up with something.
- No, I'll come
up with something.
[groovy 70's music]
♪ Syreena
♪ You raced a minute
♪ Defeated a-plenty
♪ Now here you go again
♪ And the stakes are so high
♪ You got to win
♪ But your heart
will return then
♪ Keep your rubber burning
♪ 'Cuz you're a motorcycle queen
- [Strutter] Get it!
Get down Syreena!
♪ And you must defend your team
♪ From any danger
♪ From any stranger
♪ And just like Virgin Mary
♪ You're frightened,
trying to hold on
♪ And all you want is your mama
♪ And keep your
wheels on the road
♪ Syreena, Syreena
♪ Let your hot wheels turn
♪ Let your rubber
burn from town to town
♪ 'Cuz Strutters
don't mess around
♪ And you know
♪ The stakes are so high
♪ That the race
♪ You got to win
[motorcyle engines
drown out song]
[strutters cheering]
- Mellow, what happened man?
What you doing down there?
- Not at all.
- Come on.
- You think she
really wants my ass?
- Yeah get on it, man, come on.
- Come on, man!
- Thataway!
- Thataway, go!
[men vocalizing]
[tires squealing]
- You got her, boy!
- Come on, Mellow!
- Hi-Ho, Silver!
Up and away!
- Win one for the boys, boy!
- Attaboy, boy!
[tires squealing]
[Strutters cheering]
- You should have
seen yourself, girl!
Mellow didn't have a chance.
- I saw them out there.
- The Klan.
- Then it's true,
they're riding again.
- Mellow, you either gonna
be last, or first next race.
- [Strutter] Aw, look at him.
- [Strutter] What
happened, Mellow?
What happened?
- It must be Comet,
Comet must be sick.
- Are you ready to pay up?
- What's the bet?
- You know.
It'll come to you.
- [Strutter] Oh, wow.
- [Strutter] Syreena,
you need rigged.
- Hey, you all right,
mama, you all right.
Hey, hey, let's party.
That's what we need,
we need to party!
[jazzy rock music]
- [Mellow] I hope you
know we the good guys
and you the bad guys,
now put your arm up here.
Put it on up here.
Now push.
- [Laughing] Delicious.
- Hey, VD, what
you dropping, man?
- It's penicillin,
baby, I gotta get clean.
- 25,000 dead flies
can't be all wrong.
- What a rack.
- [Wired] Fire, fire.
- [Mellow] Come on, push.
Push!
- What's a mellow
dude like you doing
hanging around all
these road warts?
- Well,
anybody can be mellow
in the mountains,
or the sea, or cruising around,
but you're King Kong mellow,
if you can be cool
around these dudes.
That's one for the good guys.
- Don't get too close, Carmen,
he's got a bad
case of funk fever.
- Sure does.
- You sure ran your ass up high.
- I missed.
- Oh, no you didn't.
- Whoo, Lord have mercy!
Now, I knew you weren't as
hard-ass as you was coming off.
- Gee, was I coming
off that way, Mellow?
I got to work on that.
- Oh, have mercy.
Maybe I can do
something to help.
[others chattering]
We gonna step into the rack.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
- You gon' make
her your mama, huh?
You gon' make her
your mama, huh?
[everyone laughing]
- Hey, I want
sloppy seconds, man.
- No doubt about it with you.
- [Mellow] Well
alright, alright.
- [Strutter] Go on in there!
- [Man] Leave the door
open a little bit, man.
[door slamming]
- [Strutter] Get
out of that keyhole.
- [Man] Give us a report.
[Hawaiian music]
- Maid's day off?
- Come on sister Syreena,
we're all alone.
You don't have to
come off like that.
Your sisters aren't here.
[slapping]
It's a good thing they
call me Mellow, isn't it?
- Strut off.
- How would you like the
best time of your life
with everything on it?
- I'll let you know.
No, no, put me down, no!
- Ooohwee.
I ain't never seen it
done that way before.
- [Syreena] Mellow, I can't
believe I'm here with you.
- That's what I call, a kiss.
- [Syreena] Come here,
Mellow, come here!
I have to talk to you.
I said I wanna get outta here.
Mellow, leave me alone!
No, no, please, leave me alone!
I said I wanna get outta here.
Come on now!
If you ever try
to rape me again,
I'm gonna break everything
that hangs, dangles, or swings.
- You're the kinda woman
make a man wanna go out
and start a fight and lose.
What I'm gonna tell the fellas?
- Tell em what you
gonna tell 'em anywho.
- They gon' wanna
see the scratches.
- Come here.
- Hot dog.
Sounds like it worked.
[wall crashing]
- [Man] Why didn't you come
through the ceiling, man?
- Alright.
Everybody up against the wall.
- Aw, man.
- I got a report here,
that one of you's been using.
Now which one is it?
- [Man] Aw, put the gun down.
- Which one is it?
- Maybe he's the dope user?
- Wired?
He's always like that.
- I think we got
a bad tip, Babel.
- Aw, fudge, let's go.
Tubbins, let's get in the car.
- I can't. I'm stuck.
- [Strutter] He's always stuck.
- Emmo, position.
O2, head down,
eyes closed, ready.
[motorcycle engine running]
[glass shattering]
- Syreena!
- Flash, baby
brother! [laughing]
How you doin'?
- Fine.
Well, look at you!
- Well, look at you!
Any word from Mom?
- No, not yet.
- How long's it been?
- Well, I bit the
neighbor's dog on June 23rd.
- Got your letter.
- Ain't that a bitch?
Mama went to work one
day and just disappeared,
never came back.
- Well, where's she work?
- Cross foundation.
I filed a missing person report,
but the police arrested me
for filing a false report
when they couldn't find her.
- Once more.
- They said it was
something about
balancing the books.
Made sense to the judge.
I just got out doing ten days.
- You mean she been
missing that long.
- Mhm, everybody's gone.
Where you been?
- Me and the sisters
been riding down America,
keeping the wind on us, y'know.
Not stopping long enough
to take a deep breath.
- Well, did you find anything?
- Just missed it.
- Probably them noisy
motorcycles scared it off.
Vroom, vroom, vroom.
- Don't come down on my bike.
Now I don't bring
down your trips.
We're into the same thing.
- Sorry, sister.
- What is it.
What are you into these days?
- I thought you'd never ask.
I'll show you!
[door crashing]
- Kung fu?
- Near.
- Still breaking through doors.
- Way beyond kung fu.
An ancient African art
practiced by the imperial guards
in the Zambezi River Basin.
- Who taught you?
- An old man rang the bell.
He was selling subscriptions
to Life magazine.
I took one and he gave me
these lessons for free.
- How's it work?
- I'll show you.
You gon' stay here?
No bed.
- No bed?
I'm starved, where's the greens.
- No food, either.
I don't eat anymore.
- You don't eat,
and you don't sleep.
Where do you keep your coffin?
- Hey, you're gettin'
pretty good you know that?
Yeah, let's try it again.
I'll show you.
[glass crashing]
[Syreena laughing]
- Now let me show you.
[glass crashing]
Get me out of here,
brother come on,
get me out of here.
[Syreena laughing]
[front of house crashing]
[harmonica music]
[crowd cheering]
- I've asked you
ladies and gentlemen
of the press here
this afternoon,
so that I might explain
the ambitious program
we are about to embark on
in the black community.
[crowd cheering]
As you know, the Cross
Foundation is a think-tank
dedicated to improving the lot
of our black
brothers and sisters.
[crowd cheering]
The black man has
been very good to me.
I'm to see that he is
aware of my gratitude.
[crowd cheering]
I believe it is
important that he know
that while some may ignore
their responsibility, I do not.
[crowd cheering]
- Who's that ass?
- That's Commander
Louisville Cross,
Sky Hog Barbecue millionaire,
and founder of the Cross
Foundation, Sister, bio?
- No, you're doin' fine.
- Now, I intend to see that
those who gave it to me
get it back.
- Get it back, get it down,
blow your faith out.
- A real fox, huh fellas?
- Spell it!
- F-O-X.
[crowd laughing]
- Lorelai?
I'm Cinderella's
daughter, Syreena.
I would like to talk
to you, if I could.
- Syreena, your
mother spoke of you.
You're some kind of
a motorcycle tramp.
- Mother wrote about you, too.
- Have they found her yet?
They will, now, don't you worry.
She's probably off on
some mission of mercy,
always doing something
for somebody else.
- When did you see her last?
- Oh, about two weeks ago.
She showed up for work,
and we checked out
our pails and mops.
- [Woman] You take that
big thing away from me!
- Would you like a bite?
Stuck-up.
[dogs barking]
- What do you think
happened to her?
Any idea?
- I don't know if I should.
- Please.
- Well maybe your
mother didn't tell you,
but she was organizing a
place where girls could go
who were gonna be mothers
and didn't want to.
- You mean, abortion?
- Please don't say it.
She was organizing
women doctors to help.
- Have you seen my mother?
- Mother superior?
- Cinderella.
- Oh, I'm not much
on shoes, Sister.
Food's more my line.
- Love your barbecue.
[banjo music]
- Afternoon folks.
What can I get for y'all?
- I'll take a Cotton
Chopper, and a Levy Shake.
- Get me a Suwanee River.
- Yes, ma'am!
- You gon' be in
town for a while?
- Looking for my mama.
- Really?
I been looking for my daddy.
- Somebody's always missing.
- Yeah, yeah.
[groovy 70's music]
[tires squealing]
- You know your fly's open?
- Did you hear what
she said to me?
[laughing]
- [Man] Do you have anything
for rope burns? [laughing]
- [Man] Try to get it
straight this time, Hugo.
Their first position was here.
Now, their second
position was over here,
and, Hugo.
Hugo?
Hugo!
[siren wailing and
firecrackers popping]
77th and Normandy.
- That's a bad spot!
- Nigger alarm!
- Tricycle squad, away!
[crashing and clattering]
- Where'd everybody go?
Oh!
Oh!
Nigger alarm!
Hey, I'm stuck!
- Tubbins, where are you?
Come on, fatso.
There's an alert at 77th
and Normandy, come on.
[Syreena whistling]
- This is 77th and Normandy.
- Holy cow pucky.
Hey fellas, the tactical alert
is here at the station house!
[police officers chattering]
- Search every room!
- I'll check the woodpile.
[jazzy drums]
Pardon me.
- Hold that.
Jesus, everybody's up-tight
because of a little get-up.
- It's not just the
get-up, Inspector,
but I was expecting a straight.
- Don't be too sure I'm not.
There's a white female
rapist on the loose,
and she prays on
black male faggots.
- Well, that outfit
ought to drive her crazy.
- I sure hope so.
[in falsetto] I
certainly hope so.
Okay, what is it you want?
- I want to know why you
haven't found my mother.
- Another missing
person, what's her name?
- Cinderella.
- Cinderella?
You ain't the only
one looking for her.
Vice wants to talk to her
about illegal operations.
- She's a spy?
Golly gee.
- None of that street
talk on me, huh?
Anyway, missing persons
is out of its head.
Several prominent black males
have been reported missing
in the past two weeks.
- And these
prominent black males
are far more important
than missing women?
- [Police Officer] Hey, you
know what'd look good in her?
- [Police Officer] Yeah, me.
- [Police Officer] Oops, sorry.
Hope the stick wasn't too cold.
- Well, they seemed to like me.
- [Officer Emmo] I hear
something down here!
- Where, where?
- There!
- There!
- No!
No!
[guns firing]
- Look out officer, there
might be more of them!
Cover her, men!
- It was...
It was...
It was...
- Now we'll never know.
- You sure fooled
them, inspector.
Better get a sponge and a
pail, there's been an accident.
- Happens all the time,
we'll just hose it out.
- [Officer Tubbins]
Oh, excuse me.
- [Officer Babel] Approach
with caution, men.
- [Woman] How much is this?
- That's $2.
- [Woman] And this?
- That one is $2.95.
- [Woman] Oh, how
much for this item?
- That ain't no item, missus,
that's an electric can opener.
- [Woman] Oh, fantastic.
- Never thought it
was much to look at.
- [Woman] Where
do you get these?
- I buy them from folks.
- [Woman] And where
do they get them?
- They steal them
from you folks.
- [Woman] And?
- And I sell them
back to you folks,
like the world just keeps
going round and round.
- I think that is detestable!
You ought to be reported.
- Syreena, my sweet angel!
- Hi, Grandpa, how you doing?
- Just fine, just fine.
This here is Mrs. Parasol.
- Mrs. Charles Parasol.
- Hi, Charles.
- What is that outfit?
- I don't know.
I saw Miss Judy Eisenhower
wearing one on television.
- I'll take that.
- I'll wrap it.
- This is outrageous!
- Thanks, it's nice
to be appreciated.
- I don't think you
should've done that.
- Hell, Grandpa, don't let
them scare you anymore.
Those days are gone.
- It ain't that.
She's my welfare caseworker!
You find your mama yet?
Never could figure her out.
Even when she was little
she wasn't like other girls.
- Just had to live
is all, though.
- Well, what do we have here?
- Mrs. Parasol's can-opener.
- Take that right
around the corner there.
- Flash tell you she was gone?
- Flash, he don't
talk to me no more,
he's ashamed of me.
I'm out of style.
- You had to wait, though.
It wasn't easy.
If you didn't, wouldn't none
of us be left here on Earth.
- They was a might
nasty in those days.
Some men came by here looking
for a girl your mama helped.
I don't remember her name.
They's the ones who told me
about your mama being gone.
- What color were they?
- Full red, round the neck.
Listen, you try Philo Raspberry,
the private detective,
he owes me a favor.
I been doing his
shoes for years,
so he better help you, too.
[explosion]
[groovy 70's music]
- I'm looking for Philo
Raspberry, private dick.
- You found him, sister.
- I need your help, baby.
I got a tiny problem.
My mother's disappeared,
and somebody said you were
good at finding people.
- I'm too busy, baby.
I gotta find eight
missing men first.
Somebody's ripping off
to clean the ghetto.
I gotta be careful myself,
'cuz I live inside, too.
- You could be next.
- You really think so?
- Sure, baby.
But it's like rape.
You got to ask for it.
- Garcon.
Well, I can rest as spades spook
the kinda nasty
niggas of Harlem.
- Oui, monsieur.
- Bring this lovely
dumpling a methuselah
of my finest champagne
from my private stock.
- Oui, monsieur.
Oui-oui to you, then?
- Alright, let's knock off
this Lauren Bacall shit.
Now we both know how
you're supposed to act.
Madame.
Don't worry my dear.
Love will find a way.
[champagne pops]
- Shit.
This is the worst shit
I have ever drank.
What is that?
Do you get that from the toilet?
No wonder it's private stock.
Philo, you don't have to
worry about getting kidnapped.
Not with tastes like that.
- That was beautiful!
- Thank you.
- I wasn't gonna tell you this,
but I knew your
mother, Cinderella.
She never put us down
for what we were.
- What do you know?
- A girl named Lixie.
She hooks for a black
pimp named Casabah Volt.
Your mother tried to help her,
but she was a real
hard case, baby.
[crowd chattering]
[carnival music]
- Aw, I can do better than
that with my head, man.
[spring bouncing]
[game dings]
- Hey, let's ride double.
- Strut off.
Hi-ho Silver, away!
- What are trying to do,
go through life like some kind
of John Wayne or something?
Y'know I heard about that dump
you put on Philo Raspberry.
Y'know what, sister Syreena,
you ain't gettin'
none by cuttin' men.
- They'll grow back.
Yours did.
I ain't gonna pretend
muscle turns me on.
- Yeah, but don't you
ever need somebody to just
hold you, y'know, to love you?
I mean, try me.
You'll like me.
[dramatic music]
- [Red Hood] Well!
We finally get a chance to talk.
- Call first, I'm in the book.
- I'd like to bring you up
on a rollercoaster myself,
but I been told to
deliver you a warning.
[Strutters and
Mellow's boys shouting]
[siren wailing]
- [Red Hood] Well, I
guess I showed them.
Now for a speedy
flight to my bike,
and a quick get away.
Up, up, and away!
- Alright, alright!
Arrest anybody who ain't Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Pollock.
[whistle blowing]
♪ I found the love
♪ That my heart
♪ Has been longing for
♪ I don't have to shop around
♪ Shop around, shop around
♪ Anymore
♪ And I found the love
♪ That my heart
♪ Has been longing for
♪ She'll never put me down
♪ Put me down, put me down
♪ Anymore
♪ No more ladies' man
♪ Life for me
♪ No more playing
♪ The field
♪ I found my love
♪ In a sweet little girl
♪ And I know
♪ I know, I know
♪ This love is real
♪ I found the love
♪ That my heart
♪ Has been longing for
♪ I don't have to shop around
♪ Shop around, shop around
♪ Anymore
♪ I don't have to shop around
[sirens wailing]
[motorcycle engines rumbling]
- [Tubbins] Hey, fellas,
come on give me a
hand, would you?
Aw, come on.
I'm stuck in here.
- Bye, see ya!
It's the girls.
- Can I see your
driver's license, please?
- But we ain't driving, man.
- Disturbing the peace, Emmo!
- This has been declared an
unlawful assembly, you are
- [Everyone] Ordered to
disperse immediately,
you have the right
to remain silent.
- Hold it, stay where you are.
Don't move!
Book 'em, cover 'em!
- Police brutality.
- Alright, hold
still, don't move.
- Hey, doggy, nice little boy.
Wanna shake hands?
You're under arrest!
I got him Babel!
- [Man] Don't forget
to call my mother!
- It's a bird!
- Uh-uh, it's a plane!
- No, no, no, no, no, it's
[dog barking overlaps].
- I am bringing up the reserves.
Go, go, go. [laughing]
[motorcyle engines rumbling]
Choppers, yes.
Ladies!
Hurry up.
Yes.
- Is this pimp, or what?
- Welcome to the castle.
No.
I need another broad like
I need a hole in the head.
- Baby you just might get that.
Which one's Lixie?
- Lixie?
Ain't had a Lixie
in several months.
Look, we're on our way
to an elks convention.
- Where can I find Lixie?
- Say, you wouldn't be
interested in picking up
a few extra bills,
uh, you got a specialty?
- Sure.
Where do you keep the
water buffalos tied?
- Well that would be
a little too kinky
for an elks convention.
- You are gonna be
the missing link
unless I get some answers.
Lixie, where is she at?
- I know where you
come from, mama.
Look, why don't you take
a pick of the girls here,
and they'll show y'all some fun.
I heard about you bikers.
- Now look, bozo.
- Okay, bring him in.
- She said "bring him in."
- Yeah, bring him in.
You do that.
- I'm gon' bring him in.
- Bring him in.
Yeah, bring him in.
[screaming]
No, no, please, please!
No, no, no, please, please,
no, no, no,
not the girls, not the girls.
Lixie, yeah.
Worked on the line here,
couldn't cut it.
Liked it her way.
To hell with the customers.
I had to let her go
after she made the
mayor too quick.
With the light on!
Last I heard she moved in
with some old cowboy dealer.
- Deals cowboys?
- Shouldn't be too hard to find.
- VD, I touched you.
Make me clean.
VD, make me clean.
Thanks.
I needed that.
- Hey.
Well if it isn't Huey,
Dewey, and brother Louie.
What's going on?
- Get your-
- Ass up against-
- The cart, Stuff.
- What's wrong
with you cats, man,
that queen lupaya
crack your brain?
- Nah, Stuff, it was-
- The coke bar,
couldn't get a flea-
- Off.
- Hey, man, I wouldn't
mess with the baby crips,
I got a reputation,
I got the best
shit in the world.
- We gon' make you eat-
- Every dope bar in the truck-
- To see if you get off.
- Wait a minute, man, to
show you where I'm at,
lemme show you
what I got in here,
I got some real goodies for you.
I got a speed-cicle,
and I got a downer-dump-stick,
okay, dig that?
I also got a cough
medicine Milky Way,
and I got a acid
peyote 50/50 bar.
Hey, mama.
- I'll take a vanilla ice cream.
- Not without a
prescription, baby,
I ain't givin' up nothing
today without a prescription.
- And Lixie's whereabouts.
- Wow, sure got a nice-
- Chopper-
- Sister.
- Thanks, men.
- What you want with Lixie?
- More questions.
She knows where something of
mine that's missing may be.
- Baby, Lixie's in deep trouble.
- Where is she?
- She's back at the freezer.
But don't you hurt her.
- I won't hurt her.
- If you need any help-
- We'll kick some ass for you-
- Anytime.
- [Syreena] We'll call you-
- [Strutter] If we-
- [Strutter] Need-
- You.
[motorcycle engine rumbling]
[wind howling]
[dog howling]
- Lixie!
[dogs barking]
- Lixie?
Lixie.
- [Lixie] Leave me alone.
- I'm a friend, I'm
Cinderella's daughter Syreena.
- Syreena?
Yeah, she mentioned you.
Did you find her yet?
- No, girl, but the
trail leads to you.
- They been looking for
me, and I don't know why.
- Well, who is?
- I don't know.
- Well, tell me how you
got mixed up with my mama.
What was happening?
- It's a long story.
- It's a long winter,
girl, come on.
- I split from Casabah
Volt's love factory,
and went to this home I heard
some church was running.
Some white dude by
the name of Tilly.
It was a runaway
home for mothers,
so I told him I was running,
they took me in.
- But, where is this home?
- Over on Vermont,
and listen,
after I was there for a week,
I started to feel real funny,
like I was a hind downer.
Then things really
started to get fuzzy.
- Did they drug you?
- Yeah, took me
somewhere late at night.
[dogs howling]
I woke up for a moment,
and I heard them say
something about a cross.
It was some kinda hospital.
- That's scary.
- The next day I was
back at the house,
and they told me I had
been sick and was dreaming.
A couple of weeks later, I
found out I was pregnant.
- Stop!
- Yeah, honey.
Now, I hadn't been...
You know, for a long time.
So you know I had to get out
of that place quick, fast,
and in a hurry.
I went over the wall, honey.
- Go ahead on, run
it, girl, run it.
- Well, I heard
about your mother,
so I went to her,
and she helped me
not be pregnant.
- She would.
- I ratted down to her
about the runaway house,
and she took off to see Tilly,
and she never did come back.
- Well, thanks, I'll let you
know if we hear anything.
You'll be okay here?
- Great.
Making pot-sicles by the score.
[clanging piano notes]
♪ It's on the floor
♪ That good old love you
got, you got to let it go
- You missed me!
Please try again.
I made it!
- Well if they got Philo,
they must have
everybody they want.
- Maybe they got him to mix
the drinks or something.
[clattering]
- Come on now [drowned
out by Flash].
- Get on in here,
you jive turkey, you.
- Don't you know that I'm...
Say what are you
doing down there girl,
playing in that filth,
will you get up from there?
- Beat him.
- What?
- Yeah, but before I do,
I see something I want.
You see anything
you like, Flash?
- Wait a minute, look,
look, what do you want?
- Who's paying the bills
at the runaway house?
- Now why are you
asking me that?
I'm just the numbers man.
You want to get something down?
- Yeah, we gonna get
you down in something.
- Now, look it's
even money they got
some kinda poverty
money or something, why?
- Shutup.
- Say, man, now, she gonna
kill me if I don't talk,
and you gonna kill
me if I do, huh?
Just show me how
I get out of here?
- Once more.
- The Cross Foundation.
They put money into it.
- How do you know, fella?
- I pick up the paychecks of
some of the people over there.
They bet losers, y'know.
- How come they ain't
kidnapped you Six Bits?
You big time.
- How come they
ain't kidnapped you?
- Oh, I been deferred.
- Listen, my mama's
been kidnapped.
- Three to one, you
never see her again.
- I'll take some of that.
- I got $20 against my clothes,
say that I'm the next to go.
- Aw, take it.
Ol' Sky Hog Cross,
payin' for runaway house.
How do you like that?
- That don't mean nothing to me.
- Lixie was taken to
some sort of hospital.
Cinderella was working
for the Cross Foundation.
Keeps coming up Cross.
Now I've asked enough questions,
and I've done enough looking.
Now I'm gonna show 'em some
righteous action!
[garage door crashing]
- Did you see that!
[tires squealing]
- [Red Hood] Oh,
you did it again!
You're gonna work without a net
if you continue to
do this all the time.
[tires squealing]
- Get this thing off me!
[bell ringing]
- [Red Hood] Meet the Messiah.
- [Syreena] Don't you look
like Little Red Riding Hood.
- That's me, my dear, when
I was in military school.
We were pig tendin'
champions that year.
I thought it only fitting
that I welcome you myself.
- Ol' Sky Hog himself.
Where's my mama?
- If I appear rude, I apologize,
but dinner is nearly ready.
Perhaps you'd like to join me.
- If it's that Suwanee
River of yours.
- Oh, my ribs.
Bone-sucking good.
[Cross clapping]
[harmonica music]
Dismissed. [Cross clapping]
Their costumes were my idea.
What do you think?
Oh, eat, eat, I cooked
the ribs myself.
More mayonnaise?
Y'know, after a hard
day of the hog work,
hanging around listening
to the darkies complaining,
being nice and sweet,
I like to come out here,
stand in this room,
and lean back and
yell as loud as I can.
[cheery music]
- Gentlemen, be seated!
- This year's a rocker though.
- Yes, Mister Bones?
- Little Rusty said his
first half-word today.
- His first half-word, you say?
- No, he said.
Just listen.
- I am listening!
What was his first half-word?
- Mother.
[all mock laughing]
♪ Gone are the days
♪ When my heart
was young and gay
♪ Gone are my friends
♪ From the cotton fields away
♪ Gone from the earth
♪ To a better land I know
- I'm coming, I'm coming.
- I'm leaving, I'm leaving.
♪ I'm coming, I'm coming
♪ For my head is bending low
♪ I hear those
gentle voices calling
♪ "Old Black Joe"
- I had to start as a kid,
selling ribs to darkies.
Your entire race has
held it against me.
All their white hatred,
taken out on me.
But I just kept a-smiling
and collecting the money.
But the world is about to turn.
- A regular Disneyland.
- Oh, perhaps you
recognize these men.
Some of the finest examples
of the black community.
Everybody happy?
- Yeah.
But who cooked them ribs?
- Oh, Philo.
- Syreena.
See, they got me.
See, they really wanted me.
[Syreena shouting]
Syreena!
- I'd like to show
you something.
Are you familiar
with the biological
process called cloning?
- Uh-uh.
- Cloning is the first totally
asexual reproductive process.
The scientists at the Cross
Foundation perfected it.
- [Syreena] You mean you can
have babies without the...
Getting it on?
- Women have nearly
been eliminated
from the reproductive process.
- We can use the rest.
- You see, certain
cells are removed
from the body of the donor,
such as those of the
black men we kidnapped.
Fertilized in the womb
of one of our mothers,
the cells become a fetus,
and are then transplanted
to our miracle machine.
The baby is programmed
an exact duplicate,
genetically, of his father,
and if allowed to mature, he'll
grow up at the normal rate.
[bouncing spring]
He will be an exact physical
duplicate of his father.
- But his father would
always be years older.
- Oh, but this here contrivance,
I call it Growing Up,
accelerates the process.
Total physical and
intellectual maturation
can be controlled
and assimilated
as the clone grows
in a matter of hours
to the exact age of the donor.
- And you have an exact
duplicate of, say,
a prominent black figure?
- Exactly.
These highly respected
black puppets
will then endorse my
political aspirations
and I will effectively
control the black vote.
All my work will be rewarded.
- And that's it.
- That's right.
I think it's pretty damn clever.
- Why don't you grab
white celebrities?
White folks vote, too.
- My own people?
- You grabbed my mama
for a few lousy votes.
- Votes are power.
- Why me, pig?
- You're a fanatic.
Fanatics don't learn.
Your mother was a fanatic.
- She found out you were
behind runaway mamas.
- Worse.
She spied on the
Cross Foundation.
She found out we were
kidnapping blacks.
She wouldn't cooperate.
[wailing]
The labor pains are
starting right on time!
Sometime today, our
first full-grown clone
is gonna emerge from that,
no, that end of
this here machine.
And, if the process
is deemed a success,
we can begin
eliminating our donors.
- Painlessly?
- I haven't really made
a decision on that.
- Left piggy, left
piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, halt.
Left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left
piggy, forward, march.
Left piggy, left
piggy, left piggy.
- Wasn't the ribs delicious?
[blowing raspberry]
Syreena.
- Oh, please, no ribs, please.
- Honey, I got something
better here than ribs.
- What you got?
- You got to get out of here,
and tell the world
what this man's done.
- You know he stole a
recipe from me and Ben.
- That hog.
- Tell the world,
honey, tell the world.
- I'll tell them about
that mayonnaise, too.
[door clanking]
[funky 70's music]
♪ Some people
♪ Are made of plastic
♪ And you know some people
♪ Are made of wood
♪ Some people
♪ Have hearts of stone
♪ Some people
♪ Are up to no good
♪ But, baby
♪ I'm for real
♪ I'm as real
♪ As real can get
♪ If what you're looking for
♪ Is real loving
♪ Then what you see
♪ Is what you get
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
♪ I said what you
see, what you see
♪ Is what you get now
baby, is what you get
♪ And the real thing
♪ Is the best thing yet
♪ The best thing yet
♪ You know some people
♪ Are made of lies
♪ To bring you down
♪ And shame your name
♪ But baby
♪ I have good intentions
♪ 'cuz breaking hearts
just ain't my game
♪ Breaking hearts ain't my game
♪ All I want to do is love you
♪ And sugar I won't
pin you with regret
♪ No, no
♪ If what you're looking
for is real loving
♪ Real loving
♪ Then what you see
♪ Is what you get
♪ I got to see a G
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
- Oh yeah!
Whoo, ow!
That's great, Ron.
That's real bad,
Dramatics, I loved it.
- Syreena, aren't you gonna
stay and hear "And I Panicked?"
- Oh, I'd love to,
but I got it on tape.
I really gotta run.
- [The Dramatics]
Hey, you go that way.
- Seeya!
- [Cinderella] Syreena!
Remember when you
were a little girl
and you asked me why men
get to keep their names
when they got married
and women didn't?
- Oh, yes!
- [Cinderella] You
remember what I said?
- No.
- [Cinderella] I don't
either, and it's bothering me.
- Mama!
- [Cinderella] Syreena.
- Oh, Mama, I came
looking for you, Mama.
- Cross got you, too.
I been watching
that man for years.
I knew he was too much
the black peoples' friend.
He just kept getting richer
and we kept getting poorer.
The runaway mothers
scam led me down
to the Cross Foundation.
I got down there and
went to peeking around,
that man hates black people.
All you gotta do is
just look at him.
- He used the mothers to
carry the clone babies, right?
- Drugged them,
implanted the cell, then held
them captive in the home,
but Lixie escaped and I
took her to a good doctor.
- That'd really piss him off.
- Watch your language Syreena.
- I ought to burn
this place down.
- No!
Lord, no.
Do you realize that Cross
has nearly perfected
an artificial womb?
That could be the answer
to all our problems.
Transplant unwanted births.
- I need to get me
a shotgun and rip...
- Child, come here.
Come here, honey.
Ain't you learned nothing
from all them hippie children
that got their heads beat
in from the dead Panther.
- Yeah, I learned
that you beat them
before they beat you, Mama.
That's what I learned.
- You gonna go on fighting
forever like that,
you ain't never gonna win.
The enemy's in our heads.
- Now, I feel that we
should go and get them.
- Hold it, honey.
I ain't got all night to talk,
it's wisdom you're getting.
- Yeah, but if we
kick they asses-
- Okay, kick their
asses one more time,
but let's do it right.
Syreena, you're
forgetting something.
- For old time's sake.
- Syreena, ain't you
forgetting something?
- [Philo] I got
him Syreena, run!
Run!
[jazzy drums]
[motorcycle engine running]
[gate crashing]
[tires squealing]
- I want her back!
She took the keys!
[tires squealing]
[playful music]
[groovy 70's music]
[water splashing]
[water splashing]
[groovy 70's music]
[playful music]
[water splashing]
[groovy 70's music]
[paraglider screaming]
- [Paraglider] Is this
grip really necessary?
[motorcycle clattering]
[motorcycle engines rumbling]
[jazzy 70's music]
[Red Hood shouting]
[tires squealing]
- Where you been!
I been calling all over for you.
- It's the Klan!
- The Klan?
I'll give emergency a buzz.
[motorcycle engine
rumbling, tires squealing]
Emergency?
Dear Abby?
Dear Abby, I got a problem.
- [Mellow] There come my baby.
Come on here to me girl
with your fine self.
- They're making white blacks!
I found Cinderella.
We're gonna need all
the help we can get.
Get on!
[motorcycle engines rumbling]
Cross got Mama!
[tires squealing,
engine rumbling]
The Klan is coming!
The Klan is coming!
The Klan is coming!
- Cash me in!
- Follow me!
- We're with you, sister!
[tires squealing]
[orchestral march]
[sirens wailing]
- [Police Officers] Nickel
for the first ten minutes,
quarter for the second,
put your money
where the meter is,
and no slugs, buster,
put that money in there,
get your money in there.
[crowd chattering]
- [Casabah] This looks
like the elk convention.
[dramatic drums]
- [Officer Babel] Hugo,
come here. I sense danger.
- [Red Hat] You gonna
let 'em burn a cross
on our front lawn?
I say no!
[marching drumbeat]
[trumpet fanfare]
[crowd shouting]
[playful music]
- A riot!
- A riot?
- We're going in!
[Officer Babel shouting]
- Hold it, in the
name of the law!
- Yeah, you hold it!
- Hugo, hold this.
- Emmo, hold that, thank you.
[explosion]
[bird chirping]
- [Officer Babel] Emmo,
that is not funny.
[explosion]
- Officer needs assistance!
[explosion]
- I don't want him!
- Well, I don't want him!
- [Syreena] Well, I want him!
- [Carmen] Me, too!
- [Syreena] One for Mama!
- Hey, hey how about the bat!
- Yeah, the bat!
- And one for the controller!
To the castle!
[excited shouting]
[bell ringing]
- [Mellow] Watch out!
There's pig iron!
- [Syreena] But we
gotta get through!
But how?
- [Everyone] Pancakes!
[everyone shouting]
- [Syreena] Come on, Mel,
we gotta get to Mama!
Ooh, pigs.
[pigs squealing]
- [Man] Come on, man,
move let me get out here.
- [Man] Move, super
fly, get out of the way.
[Philo whimpering]
- I'm innocent, I'm innocent.
I'm innocent!
I'm guilty!
I'm guilty!
- [Skeleton] Stop choking me!
- I'm innocent, Syreena,
and you're my witness.
I'm innocent,
Syreena, I really am.
- Mama, mama!
- Hurry, hurry, Cross
is in the delivery room.
He's about to give birth!
I heard the screaming.
It was awful.
- You better go
check that stuff out,
I'll get her loose
from here somehow.
- Okay.
- Alright.
[Mellow screaming]
[machine beeping]
- Why are you smoking, honey?
Is the thing too much for you?
Complications.
- It happens to the best of us.
- I know the symptoms.
- Complications.
- And he's gonna have a baby.
- [Mellow] Hey, Mama.
- [Cross] It'll happen.
It's gonna happen.
[machine hissing]
It's me!
He's beautiful.
Sonny!
- Mammy!
[funky 70's music]
♪ You've had your troubles
♪ And I've had mine
♪ Now it's time to party
♪ Time to get on down
♪ Time to let the music
take control of your feet
♪ Let the rhythm of the drums
♪ Guide you in the street
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down, y'all
♪ Creep up your motorcycle
♪ If riding is your thing
♪ Don't matter what you do
♪ Or who you wanna bring
♪ Makin' everybody happy
is our only concern
♪ Don't care about religion
♪ Or how much you earn
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ They said we wouldn't win
♪ They said it couldn't be done
♪ Here we are together
♪ And get busy having fun
♪ Love is back and in demand
♪ 'Cuz a woman is a woman
♪ And a man is a man
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
- I didn't know that.
[groovy 70's music]
- [Marine] Man, I should
have worn my platforms.
- [Marine] Keep your hands out
of your pockets, short arms.
- Eyes front!
[Strutters laugh]
- Make mine a cola and a
diet lemon meringue pie.
- Same.
- Mine's a black bottom.
Lemon meringue.
[stomping on cycle]
- [Marine] Left, right,
left, right, left right.
- Strut your ass out
of my saddle, grunt.
- Sorry long and leggy,
but the marines have --
Landon!
- [Marine] Leathernecks
to the rescue!
- [Marine] Jesus,
I'm going blind!
- I don't think
they like our pies.
- Get your butt on your feet.
- I think I tore my pants.
- Hey, wait for me!
- Me, too!
- They gotta go to
the school blessing!
[crash]
[toilet flushing]
- Ladies, shall we go?
[Strutters humming]
[groovy 70's music]
[police officers
talking over each other]
- [Police Officer] But you
always put the siren on!
- [Police Officer] We
gotta have a siren on!
- [Police Officer]
I think it's on.
- [Police Officer] That's good.
- [Police Officer] I
wanted to put it on.
[tires squealing]
- [Police Officer] Well,
men, we're going in.
- [Police Officer]
Yeah, going in!
- [Police Officer] Hey fellas,
come on, give me
a hand, will ya?
I'm stuck in here fellas,
you know I can't get out.
- Okay girls, just keep
your hands at your sides.
Girls, just keep your
hands at your sides.
- Come on fellas,
give me a hand.
Come on, hey!
Oh, I can't get out.
Come on, somebody
help me a little bit.
- Can I see your
driver's license, please?
- Can I see your
driver's license, please?
- Step out of the car, please.
- Have I done something wrong?
Officer needs assistance!
- Call it in, lardass,
can't you see I'm
checking the motor?
- What are you doing here?
- Looking for my mama.
- Some bad mothers
in Watts. [laughing]
- [Police Officer] Knock it off.
- [Police Officer]
I was only kidding!
- [Police Officer] Maybe you
don't know about Watts, baby,
so let me fill you in.
Watts is a cesspool.
- And we're the toilets.
- Watts is a shooting gallery,
and you're the ducks.
[guns firing]
- Haul it down.
Haul it down!
Show 'em we can
play rough, Emmo.
- Keep your noses clean, girls.
[Emmo sneezes]
- What's faster than
a speeding bullet?
- Moving targets!
[playful chase music]
- [Police Officer] Shotgun!
- [Gangster] Oh,
man, these streets
just ain't safe no more!
[police officer coughing]
- [Police Officer] Oh, man,
that really pisses me off.
I just got my [car creaking
drowns out speaker].
- [Police Officer]
Whiplash, medic!
- [Police Officer] Can I see
your driver's license, please?
- Oh, man, you better
have insurance.
- [Police Officer] Insurance?
Hugo, do we have any insurance?
[banjo picking]
- [Carmen] Boy, Syreena,
I could eat a mule!
- [Syreena] That's all you
gonna get here, Carmen.
- [Man] This here bike
can go 190 at least,
I know that.
- [Man] This thing
says 150, man.
- [Man] I don't know.
[crowd overlapping each other]
- [Man] Mellow, Lord, look
what the Lord just done.
- [Syreena] Hey, Carmen!
Check out those yo-yos
over there on the left, girl.
- [Carmen] Looks like
the zoo's day off.
- [Man] Let me get up
here and get me a...
- We got all the
ladies we can use.
- Why don't you just trot
off like a nice boy, Sambo.
- [Man] Aw, we don't play that.
- Sure is a nice ride
you got here, mama.
Who put this together
for you, your old man?
- I did.
- Yeah, and I'm
Steve McQueen, too.
[men laughing]
Y'know, I ain't never seen
a mama that could ride
one of these mothers right here.
- Side-Saddle?
- Hey, hey, hey man,
how about a race?
Race the Strutter,
Mellow, race the broad.
[glass shattering]
- He just makes me nervous.
- Hey, what you pulling?
- Be cool, be cool.
He needed to rest anyway.
- [Man] Up or downs?
- Say, Mellow, you got
your hands on VD, man,
you're gonna get
diseased, touching VD.
- Better check it out.
- Oh, shit.
- Get to it, man, get to it,
I'm telling you...
- I'll tell you what to do.
You go get Comet.
We gonna have us a race.
- [Man] Yeah, Comet.
Fast, just like, [speaking
foreign language].
- Once around the police
station, how about that?
- What's the bet?
- My ass.
- Well, what if I win?
- Your ass.
Hah, how can you lose?
- I'll come up with something.
- No, I'll come
up with something.
[groovy 70's music]
♪ Syreena
♪ You raced a minute
♪ Defeated a-plenty
♪ Now here you go again
♪ And the stakes are so high
♪ You got to win
♪ But your heart
will return then
♪ Keep your rubber burning
♪ 'Cuz you're a motorcycle queen
- [Strutter] Get it!
Get down Syreena!
♪ And you must defend your team
♪ From any danger
♪ From any stranger
♪ And just like Virgin Mary
♪ You're frightened,
trying to hold on
♪ And all you want is your mama
♪ And keep your
wheels on the road
♪ Syreena, Syreena
♪ Let your hot wheels turn
♪ Let your rubber
burn from town to town
♪ 'Cuz Strutters
don't mess around
♪ And you know
♪ The stakes are so high
♪ That the race
♪ You got to win
[motorcyle engines
drown out song]
[strutters cheering]
- Mellow, what happened man?
What you doing down there?
- Not at all.
- Come on.
- You think she
really wants my ass?
- Yeah get on it, man, come on.
- Come on, man!
- Thataway!
- Thataway, go!
[men vocalizing]
[tires squealing]
- You got her, boy!
- Come on, Mellow!
- Hi-Ho, Silver!
Up and away!
- Win one for the boys, boy!
- Attaboy, boy!
[tires squealing]
[Strutters cheering]
- You should have
seen yourself, girl!
Mellow didn't have a chance.
- I saw them out there.
- The Klan.
- Then it's true,
they're riding again.
- Mellow, you either gonna
be last, or first next race.
- [Strutter] Aw, look at him.
- [Strutter] What
happened, Mellow?
What happened?
- It must be Comet,
Comet must be sick.
- Are you ready to pay up?
- What's the bet?
- You know.
It'll come to you.
- [Strutter] Oh, wow.
- [Strutter] Syreena,
you need rigged.
- Hey, you all right,
mama, you all right.
Hey, hey, let's party.
That's what we need,
we need to party!
[jazzy rock music]
- [Mellow] I hope you
know we the good guys
and you the bad guys,
now put your arm up here.
Put it on up here.
Now push.
- [Laughing] Delicious.
- Hey, VD, what
you dropping, man?
- It's penicillin,
baby, I gotta get clean.
- 25,000 dead flies
can't be all wrong.
- What a rack.
- [Wired] Fire, fire.
- [Mellow] Come on, push.
Push!
- What's a mellow
dude like you doing
hanging around all
these road warts?
- Well,
anybody can be mellow
in the mountains,
or the sea, or cruising around,
but you're King Kong mellow,
if you can be cool
around these dudes.
That's one for the good guys.
- Don't get too close, Carmen,
he's got a bad
case of funk fever.
- Sure does.
- You sure ran your ass up high.
- I missed.
- Oh, no you didn't.
- Whoo, Lord have mercy!
Now, I knew you weren't as
hard-ass as you was coming off.
- Gee, was I coming
off that way, Mellow?
I got to work on that.
- Oh, have mercy.
Maybe I can do
something to help.
[others chattering]
We gonna step into the rack.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
- You gon' make
her your mama, huh?
You gon' make her
your mama, huh?
[everyone laughing]
- Hey, I want
sloppy seconds, man.
- No doubt about it with you.
- [Mellow] Well
alright, alright.
- [Strutter] Go on in there!
- [Man] Leave the door
open a little bit, man.
[door slamming]
- [Strutter] Get
out of that keyhole.
- [Man] Give us a report.
[Hawaiian music]
- Maid's day off?
- Come on sister Syreena,
we're all alone.
You don't have to
come off like that.
Your sisters aren't here.
[slapping]
It's a good thing they
call me Mellow, isn't it?
- Strut off.
- How would you like the
best time of your life
with everything on it?
- I'll let you know.
No, no, put me down, no!
- Ooohwee.
I ain't never seen it
done that way before.
- [Syreena] Mellow, I can't
believe I'm here with you.
- That's what I call, a kiss.
- [Syreena] Come here,
Mellow, come here!
I have to talk to you.
I said I wanna get outta here.
Mellow, leave me alone!
No, no, please, leave me alone!
I said I wanna get outta here.
Come on now!
If you ever try
to rape me again,
I'm gonna break everything
that hangs, dangles, or swings.
- You're the kinda woman
make a man wanna go out
and start a fight and lose.
What I'm gonna tell the fellas?
- Tell em what you
gonna tell 'em anywho.
- They gon' wanna
see the scratches.
- Come here.
- Hot dog.
Sounds like it worked.
[wall crashing]
- [Man] Why didn't you come
through the ceiling, man?
- Alright.
Everybody up against the wall.
- Aw, man.
- I got a report here,
that one of you's been using.
Now which one is it?
- [Man] Aw, put the gun down.
- Which one is it?
- Maybe he's the dope user?
- Wired?
He's always like that.
- I think we got
a bad tip, Babel.
- Aw, fudge, let's go.
Tubbins, let's get in the car.
- I can't. I'm stuck.
- [Strutter] He's always stuck.
- Emmo, position.
O2, head down,
eyes closed, ready.
[motorcycle engine running]
[glass shattering]
- Syreena!
- Flash, baby
brother! [laughing]
How you doin'?
- Fine.
Well, look at you!
- Well, look at you!
Any word from Mom?
- No, not yet.
- How long's it been?
- Well, I bit the
neighbor's dog on June 23rd.
- Got your letter.
- Ain't that a bitch?
Mama went to work one
day and just disappeared,
never came back.
- Well, where's she work?
- Cross foundation.
I filed a missing person report,
but the police arrested me
for filing a false report
when they couldn't find her.
- Once more.
- They said it was
something about
balancing the books.
Made sense to the judge.
I just got out doing ten days.
- You mean she been
missing that long.
- Mhm, everybody's gone.
Where you been?
- Me and the sisters
been riding down America,
keeping the wind on us, y'know.
Not stopping long enough
to take a deep breath.
- Well, did you find anything?
- Just missed it.
- Probably them noisy
motorcycles scared it off.
Vroom, vroom, vroom.
- Don't come down on my bike.
Now I don't bring
down your trips.
We're into the same thing.
- Sorry, sister.
- What is it.
What are you into these days?
- I thought you'd never ask.
I'll show you!
[door crashing]
- Kung fu?
- Near.
- Still breaking through doors.
- Way beyond kung fu.
An ancient African art
practiced by the imperial guards
in the Zambezi River Basin.
- Who taught you?
- An old man rang the bell.
He was selling subscriptions
to Life magazine.
I took one and he gave me
these lessons for free.
- How's it work?
- I'll show you.
You gon' stay here?
No bed.
- No bed?
I'm starved, where's the greens.
- No food, either.
I don't eat anymore.
- You don't eat,
and you don't sleep.
Where do you keep your coffin?
- Hey, you're gettin'
pretty good you know that?
Yeah, let's try it again.
I'll show you.
[glass crashing]
[Syreena laughing]
- Now let me show you.
[glass crashing]
Get me out of here,
brother come on,
get me out of here.
[Syreena laughing]
[front of house crashing]
[harmonica music]
[crowd cheering]
- I've asked you
ladies and gentlemen
of the press here
this afternoon,
so that I might explain
the ambitious program
we are about to embark on
in the black community.
[crowd cheering]
As you know, the Cross
Foundation is a think-tank
dedicated to improving the lot
of our black
brothers and sisters.
[crowd cheering]
The black man has
been very good to me.
I'm to see that he is
aware of my gratitude.
[crowd cheering]
I believe it is
important that he know
that while some may ignore
their responsibility, I do not.
[crowd cheering]
- Who's that ass?
- That's Commander
Louisville Cross,
Sky Hog Barbecue millionaire,
and founder of the Cross
Foundation, Sister, bio?
- No, you're doin' fine.
- Now, I intend to see that
those who gave it to me
get it back.
- Get it back, get it down,
blow your faith out.
- A real fox, huh fellas?
- Spell it!
- F-O-X.
[crowd laughing]
- Lorelai?
I'm Cinderella's
daughter, Syreena.
I would like to talk
to you, if I could.
- Syreena, your
mother spoke of you.
You're some kind of
a motorcycle tramp.
- Mother wrote about you, too.
- Have they found her yet?
They will, now, don't you worry.
She's probably off on
some mission of mercy,
always doing something
for somebody else.
- When did you see her last?
- Oh, about two weeks ago.
She showed up for work,
and we checked out
our pails and mops.
- [Woman] You take that
big thing away from me!
- Would you like a bite?
Stuck-up.
[dogs barking]
- What do you think
happened to her?
Any idea?
- I don't know if I should.
- Please.
- Well maybe your
mother didn't tell you,
but she was organizing a
place where girls could go
who were gonna be mothers
and didn't want to.
- You mean, abortion?
- Please don't say it.
She was organizing
women doctors to help.
- Have you seen my mother?
- Mother superior?
- Cinderella.
- Oh, I'm not much
on shoes, Sister.
Food's more my line.
- Love your barbecue.
[banjo music]
- Afternoon folks.
What can I get for y'all?
- I'll take a Cotton
Chopper, and a Levy Shake.
- Get me a Suwanee River.
- Yes, ma'am!
- You gon' be in
town for a while?
- Looking for my mama.
- Really?
I been looking for my daddy.
- Somebody's always missing.
- Yeah, yeah.
[groovy 70's music]
[tires squealing]
- You know your fly's open?
- Did you hear what
she said to me?
[laughing]
- [Man] Do you have anything
for rope burns? [laughing]
- [Man] Try to get it
straight this time, Hugo.
Their first position was here.
Now, their second
position was over here,
and, Hugo.
Hugo?
Hugo!
[siren wailing and
firecrackers popping]
77th and Normandy.
- That's a bad spot!
- Nigger alarm!
- Tricycle squad, away!
[crashing and clattering]
- Where'd everybody go?
Oh!
Oh!
Nigger alarm!
Hey, I'm stuck!
- Tubbins, where are you?
Come on, fatso.
There's an alert at 77th
and Normandy, come on.
[Syreena whistling]
- This is 77th and Normandy.
- Holy cow pucky.
Hey fellas, the tactical alert
is here at the station house!
[police officers chattering]
- Search every room!
- I'll check the woodpile.
[jazzy drums]
Pardon me.
- Hold that.
Jesus, everybody's up-tight
because of a little get-up.
- It's not just the
get-up, Inspector,
but I was expecting a straight.
- Don't be too sure I'm not.
There's a white female
rapist on the loose,
and she prays on
black male faggots.
- Well, that outfit
ought to drive her crazy.
- I sure hope so.
[in falsetto] I
certainly hope so.
Okay, what is it you want?
- I want to know why you
haven't found my mother.
- Another missing
person, what's her name?
- Cinderella.
- Cinderella?
You ain't the only
one looking for her.
Vice wants to talk to her
about illegal operations.
- She's a spy?
Golly gee.
- None of that street
talk on me, huh?
Anyway, missing persons
is out of its head.
Several prominent black males
have been reported missing
in the past two weeks.
- And these
prominent black males
are far more important
than missing women?
- [Police Officer] Hey, you
know what'd look good in her?
- [Police Officer] Yeah, me.
- [Police Officer] Oops, sorry.
Hope the stick wasn't too cold.
- Well, they seemed to like me.
- [Officer Emmo] I hear
something down here!
- Where, where?
- There!
- There!
- No!
No!
[guns firing]
- Look out officer, there
might be more of them!
Cover her, men!
- It was...
It was...
It was...
- Now we'll never know.
- You sure fooled
them, inspector.
Better get a sponge and a
pail, there's been an accident.
- Happens all the time,
we'll just hose it out.
- [Officer Tubbins]
Oh, excuse me.
- [Officer Babel] Approach
with caution, men.
- [Woman] How much is this?
- That's $2.
- [Woman] And this?
- That one is $2.95.
- [Woman] Oh, how
much for this item?
- That ain't no item, missus,
that's an electric can opener.
- [Woman] Oh, fantastic.
- Never thought it
was much to look at.
- [Woman] Where
do you get these?
- I buy them from folks.
- [Woman] And where
do they get them?
- They steal them
from you folks.
- [Woman] And?
- And I sell them
back to you folks,
like the world just keeps
going round and round.
- I think that is detestable!
You ought to be reported.
- Syreena, my sweet angel!
- Hi, Grandpa, how you doing?
- Just fine, just fine.
This here is Mrs. Parasol.
- Mrs. Charles Parasol.
- Hi, Charles.
- What is that outfit?
- I don't know.
I saw Miss Judy Eisenhower
wearing one on television.
- I'll take that.
- I'll wrap it.
- This is outrageous!
- Thanks, it's nice
to be appreciated.
- I don't think you
should've done that.
- Hell, Grandpa, don't let
them scare you anymore.
Those days are gone.
- It ain't that.
She's my welfare caseworker!
You find your mama yet?
Never could figure her out.
Even when she was little
she wasn't like other girls.
- Just had to live
is all, though.
- Well, what do we have here?
- Mrs. Parasol's can-opener.
- Take that right
around the corner there.
- Flash tell you she was gone?
- Flash, he don't
talk to me no more,
he's ashamed of me.
I'm out of style.
- You had to wait, though.
It wasn't easy.
If you didn't, wouldn't none
of us be left here on Earth.
- They was a might
nasty in those days.
Some men came by here looking
for a girl your mama helped.
I don't remember her name.
They's the ones who told me
about your mama being gone.
- What color were they?
- Full red, round the neck.
Listen, you try Philo Raspberry,
the private detective,
he owes me a favor.
I been doing his
shoes for years,
so he better help you, too.
[explosion]
[groovy 70's music]
- I'm looking for Philo
Raspberry, private dick.
- You found him, sister.
- I need your help, baby.
I got a tiny problem.
My mother's disappeared,
and somebody said you were
good at finding people.
- I'm too busy, baby.
I gotta find eight
missing men first.
Somebody's ripping off
to clean the ghetto.
I gotta be careful myself,
'cuz I live inside, too.
- You could be next.
- You really think so?
- Sure, baby.
But it's like rape.
You got to ask for it.
- Garcon.
Well, I can rest as spades spook
the kinda nasty
niggas of Harlem.
- Oui, monsieur.
- Bring this lovely
dumpling a methuselah
of my finest champagne
from my private stock.
- Oui, monsieur.
Oui-oui to you, then?
- Alright, let's knock off
this Lauren Bacall shit.
Now we both know how
you're supposed to act.
Madame.
Don't worry my dear.
Love will find a way.
[champagne pops]
- Shit.
This is the worst shit
I have ever drank.
What is that?
Do you get that from the toilet?
No wonder it's private stock.
Philo, you don't have to
worry about getting kidnapped.
Not with tastes like that.
- That was beautiful!
- Thank you.
- I wasn't gonna tell you this,
but I knew your
mother, Cinderella.
She never put us down
for what we were.
- What do you know?
- A girl named Lixie.
She hooks for a black
pimp named Casabah Volt.
Your mother tried to help her,
but she was a real
hard case, baby.
[crowd chattering]
[carnival music]
- Aw, I can do better than
that with my head, man.
[spring bouncing]
[game dings]
- Hey, let's ride double.
- Strut off.
Hi-ho Silver, away!
- What are trying to do,
go through life like some kind
of John Wayne or something?
Y'know I heard about that dump
you put on Philo Raspberry.
Y'know what, sister Syreena,
you ain't gettin'
none by cuttin' men.
- They'll grow back.
Yours did.
I ain't gonna pretend
muscle turns me on.
- Yeah, but don't you
ever need somebody to just
hold you, y'know, to love you?
I mean, try me.
You'll like me.
[dramatic music]
- [Red Hood] Well!
We finally get a chance to talk.
- Call first, I'm in the book.
- I'd like to bring you up
on a rollercoaster myself,
but I been told to
deliver you a warning.
[Strutters and
Mellow's boys shouting]
[siren wailing]
- [Red Hood] Well, I
guess I showed them.
Now for a speedy
flight to my bike,
and a quick get away.
Up, up, and away!
- Alright, alright!
Arrest anybody who ain't Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Irish.
- Pollock.
[whistle blowing]
♪ I found the love
♪ That my heart
♪ Has been longing for
♪ I don't have to shop around
♪ Shop around, shop around
♪ Anymore
♪ And I found the love
♪ That my heart
♪ Has been longing for
♪ She'll never put me down
♪ Put me down, put me down
♪ Anymore
♪ No more ladies' man
♪ Life for me
♪ No more playing
♪ The field
♪ I found my love
♪ In a sweet little girl
♪ And I know
♪ I know, I know
♪ This love is real
♪ I found the love
♪ That my heart
♪ Has been longing for
♪ I don't have to shop around
♪ Shop around, shop around
♪ Anymore
♪ I don't have to shop around
[sirens wailing]
[motorcycle engines rumbling]
- [Tubbins] Hey, fellas,
come on give me a
hand, would you?
Aw, come on.
I'm stuck in here.
- Bye, see ya!
It's the girls.
- Can I see your
driver's license, please?
- But we ain't driving, man.
- Disturbing the peace, Emmo!
- This has been declared an
unlawful assembly, you are
- [Everyone] Ordered to
disperse immediately,
you have the right
to remain silent.
- Hold it, stay where you are.
Don't move!
Book 'em, cover 'em!
- Police brutality.
- Alright, hold
still, don't move.
- Hey, doggy, nice little boy.
Wanna shake hands?
You're under arrest!
I got him Babel!
- [Man] Don't forget
to call my mother!
- It's a bird!
- Uh-uh, it's a plane!
- No, no, no, no, no, it's
[dog barking overlaps].
- I am bringing up the reserves.
Go, go, go. [laughing]
[motorcyle engines rumbling]
Choppers, yes.
Ladies!
Hurry up.
Yes.
- Is this pimp, or what?
- Welcome to the castle.
No.
I need another broad like
I need a hole in the head.
- Baby you just might get that.
Which one's Lixie?
- Lixie?
Ain't had a Lixie
in several months.
Look, we're on our way
to an elks convention.
- Where can I find Lixie?
- Say, you wouldn't be
interested in picking up
a few extra bills,
uh, you got a specialty?
- Sure.
Where do you keep the
water buffalos tied?
- Well that would be
a little too kinky
for an elks convention.
- You are gonna be
the missing link
unless I get some answers.
Lixie, where is she at?
- I know where you
come from, mama.
Look, why don't you take
a pick of the girls here,
and they'll show y'all some fun.
I heard about you bikers.
- Now look, bozo.
- Okay, bring him in.
- She said "bring him in."
- Yeah, bring him in.
You do that.
- I'm gon' bring him in.
- Bring him in.
Yeah, bring him in.
[screaming]
No, no, please, please!
No, no, no, please, please,
no, no, no,
not the girls, not the girls.
Lixie, yeah.
Worked on the line here,
couldn't cut it.
Liked it her way.
To hell with the customers.
I had to let her go
after she made the
mayor too quick.
With the light on!
Last I heard she moved in
with some old cowboy dealer.
- Deals cowboys?
- Shouldn't be too hard to find.
- VD, I touched you.
Make me clean.
VD, make me clean.
Thanks.
I needed that.
- Hey.
Well if it isn't Huey,
Dewey, and brother Louie.
What's going on?
- Get your-
- Ass up against-
- The cart, Stuff.
- What's wrong
with you cats, man,
that queen lupaya
crack your brain?
- Nah, Stuff, it was-
- The coke bar,
couldn't get a flea-
- Off.
- Hey, man, I wouldn't
mess with the baby crips,
I got a reputation,
I got the best
shit in the world.
- We gon' make you eat-
- Every dope bar in the truck-
- To see if you get off.
- Wait a minute, man, to
show you where I'm at,
lemme show you
what I got in here,
I got some real goodies for you.
I got a speed-cicle,
and I got a downer-dump-stick,
okay, dig that?
I also got a cough
medicine Milky Way,
and I got a acid
peyote 50/50 bar.
Hey, mama.
- I'll take a vanilla ice cream.
- Not without a
prescription, baby,
I ain't givin' up nothing
today without a prescription.
- And Lixie's whereabouts.
- Wow, sure got a nice-
- Chopper-
- Sister.
- Thanks, men.
- What you want with Lixie?
- More questions.
She knows where something of
mine that's missing may be.
- Baby, Lixie's in deep trouble.
- Where is she?
- She's back at the freezer.
But don't you hurt her.
- I won't hurt her.
- If you need any help-
- We'll kick some ass for you-
- Anytime.
- [Syreena] We'll call you-
- [Strutter] If we-
- [Strutter] Need-
- You.
[motorcycle engine rumbling]
[wind howling]
[dog howling]
- Lixie!
[dogs barking]
- Lixie?
Lixie.
- [Lixie] Leave me alone.
- I'm a friend, I'm
Cinderella's daughter Syreena.
- Syreena?
Yeah, she mentioned you.
Did you find her yet?
- No, girl, but the
trail leads to you.
- They been looking for
me, and I don't know why.
- Well, who is?
- I don't know.
- Well, tell me how you
got mixed up with my mama.
What was happening?
- It's a long story.
- It's a long winter,
girl, come on.
- I split from Casabah
Volt's love factory,
and went to this home I heard
some church was running.
Some white dude by
the name of Tilly.
It was a runaway
home for mothers,
so I told him I was running,
they took me in.
- But, where is this home?
- Over on Vermont,
and listen,
after I was there for a week,
I started to feel real funny,
like I was a hind downer.
Then things really
started to get fuzzy.
- Did they drug you?
- Yeah, took me
somewhere late at night.
[dogs howling]
I woke up for a moment,
and I heard them say
something about a cross.
It was some kinda hospital.
- That's scary.
- The next day I was
back at the house,
and they told me I had
been sick and was dreaming.
A couple of weeks later, I
found out I was pregnant.
- Stop!
- Yeah, honey.
Now, I hadn't been...
You know, for a long time.
So you know I had to get out
of that place quick, fast,
and in a hurry.
I went over the wall, honey.
- Go ahead on, run
it, girl, run it.
- Well, I heard
about your mother,
so I went to her,
and she helped me
not be pregnant.
- She would.
- I ratted down to her
about the runaway house,
and she took off to see Tilly,
and she never did come back.
- Well, thanks, I'll let you
know if we hear anything.
You'll be okay here?
- Great.
Making pot-sicles by the score.
[clanging piano notes]
♪ It's on the floor
♪ That good old love you
got, you got to let it go
- You missed me!
Please try again.
I made it!
- Well if they got Philo,
they must have
everybody they want.
- Maybe they got him to mix
the drinks or something.
[clattering]
- Come on now [drowned
out by Flash].
- Get on in here,
you jive turkey, you.
- Don't you know that I'm...
Say what are you
doing down there girl,
playing in that filth,
will you get up from there?
- Beat him.
- What?
- Yeah, but before I do,
I see something I want.
You see anything
you like, Flash?
- Wait a minute, look,
look, what do you want?
- Who's paying the bills
at the runaway house?
- Now why are you
asking me that?
I'm just the numbers man.
You want to get something down?
- Yeah, we gonna get
you down in something.
- Now, look it's
even money they got
some kinda poverty
money or something, why?
- Shutup.
- Say, man, now, she gonna
kill me if I don't talk,
and you gonna kill
me if I do, huh?
Just show me how
I get out of here?
- Once more.
- The Cross Foundation.
They put money into it.
- How do you know, fella?
- I pick up the paychecks of
some of the people over there.
They bet losers, y'know.
- How come they ain't
kidnapped you Six Bits?
You big time.
- How come they
ain't kidnapped you?
- Oh, I been deferred.
- Listen, my mama's
been kidnapped.
- Three to one, you
never see her again.
- I'll take some of that.
- I got $20 against my clothes,
say that I'm the next to go.
- Aw, take it.
Ol' Sky Hog Cross,
payin' for runaway house.
How do you like that?
- That don't mean nothing to me.
- Lixie was taken to
some sort of hospital.
Cinderella was working
for the Cross Foundation.
Keeps coming up Cross.
Now I've asked enough questions,
and I've done enough looking.
Now I'm gonna show 'em some
righteous action!
[garage door crashing]
- Did you see that!
[tires squealing]
- [Red Hood] Oh,
you did it again!
You're gonna work without a net
if you continue to
do this all the time.
[tires squealing]
- Get this thing off me!
[bell ringing]
- [Red Hood] Meet the Messiah.
- [Syreena] Don't you look
like Little Red Riding Hood.
- That's me, my dear, when
I was in military school.
We were pig tendin'
champions that year.
I thought it only fitting
that I welcome you myself.
- Ol' Sky Hog himself.
Where's my mama?
- If I appear rude, I apologize,
but dinner is nearly ready.
Perhaps you'd like to join me.
- If it's that Suwanee
River of yours.
- Oh, my ribs.
Bone-sucking good.
[Cross clapping]
[harmonica music]
Dismissed. [Cross clapping]
Their costumes were my idea.
What do you think?
Oh, eat, eat, I cooked
the ribs myself.
More mayonnaise?
Y'know, after a hard
day of the hog work,
hanging around listening
to the darkies complaining,
being nice and sweet,
I like to come out here,
stand in this room,
and lean back and
yell as loud as I can.
[cheery music]
- Gentlemen, be seated!
- This year's a rocker though.
- Yes, Mister Bones?
- Little Rusty said his
first half-word today.
- His first half-word, you say?
- No, he said.
Just listen.
- I am listening!
What was his first half-word?
- Mother.
[all mock laughing]
♪ Gone are the days
♪ When my heart
was young and gay
♪ Gone are my friends
♪ From the cotton fields away
♪ Gone from the earth
♪ To a better land I know
- I'm coming, I'm coming.
- I'm leaving, I'm leaving.
♪ I'm coming, I'm coming
♪ For my head is bending low
♪ I hear those
gentle voices calling
♪ "Old Black Joe"
- I had to start as a kid,
selling ribs to darkies.
Your entire race has
held it against me.
All their white hatred,
taken out on me.
But I just kept a-smiling
and collecting the money.
But the world is about to turn.
- A regular Disneyland.
- Oh, perhaps you
recognize these men.
Some of the finest examples
of the black community.
Everybody happy?
- Yeah.
But who cooked them ribs?
- Oh, Philo.
- Syreena.
See, they got me.
See, they really wanted me.
[Syreena shouting]
Syreena!
- I'd like to show
you something.
Are you familiar
with the biological
process called cloning?
- Uh-uh.
- Cloning is the first totally
asexual reproductive process.
The scientists at the Cross
Foundation perfected it.
- [Syreena] You mean you can
have babies without the...
Getting it on?
- Women have nearly
been eliminated
from the reproductive process.
- We can use the rest.
- You see, certain
cells are removed
from the body of the donor,
such as those of the
black men we kidnapped.
Fertilized in the womb
of one of our mothers,
the cells become a fetus,
and are then transplanted
to our miracle machine.
The baby is programmed
an exact duplicate,
genetically, of his father,
and if allowed to mature, he'll
grow up at the normal rate.
[bouncing spring]
He will be an exact physical
duplicate of his father.
- But his father would
always be years older.
- Oh, but this here contrivance,
I call it Growing Up,
accelerates the process.
Total physical and
intellectual maturation
can be controlled
and assimilated
as the clone grows
in a matter of hours
to the exact age of the donor.
- And you have an exact
duplicate of, say,
a prominent black figure?
- Exactly.
These highly respected
black puppets
will then endorse my
political aspirations
and I will effectively
control the black vote.
All my work will be rewarded.
- And that's it.
- That's right.
I think it's pretty damn clever.
- Why don't you grab
white celebrities?
White folks vote, too.
- My own people?
- You grabbed my mama
for a few lousy votes.
- Votes are power.
- Why me, pig?
- You're a fanatic.
Fanatics don't learn.
Your mother was a fanatic.
- She found out you were
behind runaway mamas.
- Worse.
She spied on the
Cross Foundation.
She found out we were
kidnapping blacks.
She wouldn't cooperate.
[wailing]
The labor pains are
starting right on time!
Sometime today, our
first full-grown clone
is gonna emerge from that,
no, that end of
this here machine.
And, if the process
is deemed a success,
we can begin
eliminating our donors.
- Painlessly?
- I haven't really made
a decision on that.
- Left piggy, left
piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, halt.
Left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left piggy,
left piggy, left
piggy, forward, march.
Left piggy, left
piggy, left piggy.
- Wasn't the ribs delicious?
[blowing raspberry]
Syreena.
- Oh, please, no ribs, please.
- Honey, I got something
better here than ribs.
- What you got?
- You got to get out of here,
and tell the world
what this man's done.
- You know he stole a
recipe from me and Ben.
- That hog.
- Tell the world,
honey, tell the world.
- I'll tell them about
that mayonnaise, too.
[door clanking]
[funky 70's music]
♪ Some people
♪ Are made of plastic
♪ And you know some people
♪ Are made of wood
♪ Some people
♪ Have hearts of stone
♪ Some people
♪ Are up to no good
♪ But, baby
♪ I'm for real
♪ I'm as real
♪ As real can get
♪ If what you're looking for
♪ Is real loving
♪ Then what you see
♪ Is what you get
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
♪ I said what you
see, what you see
♪ Is what you get now
baby, is what you get
♪ And the real thing
♪ Is the best thing yet
♪ The best thing yet
♪ You know some people
♪ Are made of lies
♪ To bring you down
♪ And shame your name
♪ But baby
♪ I have good intentions
♪ 'cuz breaking hearts
just ain't my game
♪ Breaking hearts ain't my game
♪ All I want to do is love you
♪ And sugar I won't
pin you with regret
♪ No, no
♪ If what you're looking
for is real loving
♪ Real loving
♪ Then what you see
♪ Is what you get
♪ I got to see a G
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
♪ What you see, what you see
♪ Is what you get,
is what you get
- Oh yeah!
Whoo, ow!
That's great, Ron.
That's real bad,
Dramatics, I loved it.
- Syreena, aren't you gonna
stay and hear "And I Panicked?"
- Oh, I'd love to,
but I got it on tape.
I really gotta run.
- [The Dramatics]
Hey, you go that way.
- Seeya!
- [Cinderella] Syreena!
Remember when you
were a little girl
and you asked me why men
get to keep their names
when they got married
and women didn't?
- Oh, yes!
- [Cinderella] You
remember what I said?
- No.
- [Cinderella] I don't
either, and it's bothering me.
- Mama!
- [Cinderella] Syreena.
- Oh, Mama, I came
looking for you, Mama.
- Cross got you, too.
I been watching
that man for years.
I knew he was too much
the black peoples' friend.
He just kept getting richer
and we kept getting poorer.
The runaway mothers
scam led me down
to the Cross Foundation.
I got down there and
went to peeking around,
that man hates black people.
All you gotta do is
just look at him.
- He used the mothers to
carry the clone babies, right?
- Drugged them,
implanted the cell, then held
them captive in the home,
but Lixie escaped and I
took her to a good doctor.
- That'd really piss him off.
- Watch your language Syreena.
- I ought to burn
this place down.
- No!
Lord, no.
Do you realize that Cross
has nearly perfected
an artificial womb?
That could be the answer
to all our problems.
Transplant unwanted births.
- I need to get me
a shotgun and rip...
- Child, come here.
Come here, honey.
Ain't you learned nothing
from all them hippie children
that got their heads beat
in from the dead Panther.
- Yeah, I learned
that you beat them
before they beat you, Mama.
That's what I learned.
- You gonna go on fighting
forever like that,
you ain't never gonna win.
The enemy's in our heads.
- Now, I feel that we
should go and get them.
- Hold it, honey.
I ain't got all night to talk,
it's wisdom you're getting.
- Yeah, but if we
kick they asses-
- Okay, kick their
asses one more time,
but let's do it right.
Syreena, you're
forgetting something.
- For old time's sake.
- Syreena, ain't you
forgetting something?
- [Philo] I got
him Syreena, run!
Run!
[jazzy drums]
[motorcycle engine running]
[gate crashing]
[tires squealing]
- I want her back!
She took the keys!
[tires squealing]
[playful music]
[groovy 70's music]
[water splashing]
[water splashing]
[groovy 70's music]
[playful music]
[water splashing]
[groovy 70's music]
[paraglider screaming]
- [Paraglider] Is this
grip really necessary?
[motorcycle clattering]
[motorcycle engines rumbling]
[jazzy 70's music]
[Red Hood shouting]
[tires squealing]
- Where you been!
I been calling all over for you.
- It's the Klan!
- The Klan?
I'll give emergency a buzz.
[motorcycle engine
rumbling, tires squealing]
Emergency?
Dear Abby?
Dear Abby, I got a problem.
- [Mellow] There come my baby.
Come on here to me girl
with your fine self.
- They're making white blacks!
I found Cinderella.
We're gonna need all
the help we can get.
Get on!
[motorcycle engines rumbling]
Cross got Mama!
[tires squealing,
engine rumbling]
The Klan is coming!
The Klan is coming!
The Klan is coming!
- Cash me in!
- Follow me!
- We're with you, sister!
[tires squealing]
[orchestral march]
[sirens wailing]
- [Police Officers] Nickel
for the first ten minutes,
quarter for the second,
put your money
where the meter is,
and no slugs, buster,
put that money in there,
get your money in there.
[crowd chattering]
- [Casabah] This looks
like the elk convention.
[dramatic drums]
- [Officer Babel] Hugo,
come here. I sense danger.
- [Red Hat] You gonna
let 'em burn a cross
on our front lawn?
I say no!
[marching drumbeat]
[trumpet fanfare]
[crowd shouting]
[playful music]
- A riot!
- A riot?
- We're going in!
[Officer Babel shouting]
- Hold it, in the
name of the law!
- Yeah, you hold it!
- Hugo, hold this.
- Emmo, hold that, thank you.
[explosion]
[bird chirping]
- [Officer Babel] Emmo,
that is not funny.
[explosion]
- Officer needs assistance!
[explosion]
- I don't want him!
- Well, I don't want him!
- [Syreena] Well, I want him!
- [Carmen] Me, too!
- [Syreena] One for Mama!
- Hey, hey how about the bat!
- Yeah, the bat!
- And one for the controller!
To the castle!
[excited shouting]
[bell ringing]
- [Mellow] Watch out!
There's pig iron!
- [Syreena] But we
gotta get through!
But how?
- [Everyone] Pancakes!
[everyone shouting]
- [Syreena] Come on, Mel,
we gotta get to Mama!
Ooh, pigs.
[pigs squealing]
- [Man] Come on, man,
move let me get out here.
- [Man] Move, super
fly, get out of the way.
[Philo whimpering]
- I'm innocent, I'm innocent.
I'm innocent!
I'm guilty!
I'm guilty!
- [Skeleton] Stop choking me!
- I'm innocent, Syreena,
and you're my witness.
I'm innocent,
Syreena, I really am.
- Mama, mama!
- Hurry, hurry, Cross
is in the delivery room.
He's about to give birth!
I heard the screaming.
It was awful.
- You better go
check that stuff out,
I'll get her loose
from here somehow.
- Okay.
- Alright.
[Mellow screaming]
[machine beeping]
- Why are you smoking, honey?
Is the thing too much for you?
Complications.
- It happens to the best of us.
- I know the symptoms.
- Complications.
- And he's gonna have a baby.
- [Mellow] Hey, Mama.
- [Cross] It'll happen.
It's gonna happen.
[machine hissing]
It's me!
He's beautiful.
Sonny!
- Mammy!
[funky 70's music]
♪ You've had your troubles
♪ And I've had mine
♪ Now it's time to party
♪ Time to get on down
♪ Time to let the music
take control of your feet
♪ Let the rhythm of the drums
♪ Guide you in the street
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down, y'all
♪ Creep up your motorcycle
♪ If riding is your thing
♪ Don't matter what you do
♪ Or who you wanna bring
♪ Makin' everybody happy
is our only concern
♪ Don't care about religion
♪ Or how much you earn
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ They said we wouldn't win
♪ They said it couldn't be done
♪ Here we are together
♪ And get busy having fun
♪ Love is back and in demand
♪ 'Cuz a woman is a woman
♪ And a man is a man
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all
♪ Everybody happy
♪ Time to get on down y'all