Restaurant (1998) - full transcript
A few young waiters at a popular New Jersey restaurant are dreaming of becoming actors or otherwise getting into the artistic community.
[smooth jazz music]
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
[thunder crackling]
[keypad beeping]
[phone line ringing]
- [Leslie] Hello?
Hello?
- [Chris] There was
lightning, baby.
- [Leslie] What time is it?
- [Chris] It's late.
Up early.
- [Leslie] Are you okay?
Chris?
- [Chris] I drank tonight.
- [Leslie] Why?
What's the matter?
- Nothin'.
'Cause I wanted to, you know?
I mean.
- It's all right.
- No.
I'm not all right, Leslie.
I'm not all right.
I'm glad I drank though
'cause I wanted to, you know?
I mean I stopped drinkin'
'cause you wanted me to.
Stopped goin' out
'cause you wanted me to.
You fucked Kenny.
You fucked Kenny, right?
- [Leslie] You don't
wanna do this, Chris.
- Huh?
- You should call me back.
Call me back when you're sober.
I don't like it when you drink.
- Yeah, but you didn't fuck
other people when I got drunk.
You fuck other people, Leslie?
Or did you?
Huh?
Leslie, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- I'm still-
- I gotta go, Chris.
[dial tone buzzing]
- That was stupid.
So stupid.
[Chris sighing]
[funky rhythmic music]
♪ We're gettin' it
straight '98, y'all ♪
[Lenny vocalizing]
♪ Ooh love
♪ Yeah
♪ Tired of all the talk
♪ They're talkin'
all over this town ♪
♪ Tired of all the negativity
that's goin' 'round ♪
♪ We focus all our energy on
things that bring us down ♪
- Kenny Baker?
Kenny Baker.
♪ All together
♪ Make a joyful sound
[phone ringing]
♪ Do just what you wanna do
- [Chris] Hi, it's Chris.
Leave me a message.
- [Kurt] Chris, it's Kurt.
It's noon. I'm here
holding auditions
for a play that you wrote.
Where are you?
♪ Live
♪ Yeah
♪ Live
♪ Now yeah, yeah, yeah
♪ Everybody
♪ Live
♪ Sing in front
♪ Everybody
♪ Live
♪ You better do it
like you can now ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah
♪ Live
♪ You better live
♪ Yeah yeah yeah
♪ You better live
♪ Live
- You're gonna love this place.
♪ You better live
♪ You better live
- [Guest] Thanks.
Thanks very much.
- Hi, welcome to JT McClure's.
Will it be two for dinner?
- [Guest] Yes.
- Follow me.
♪ Starts to wither and I
feel like such a fool ♪
- Oh. [chuckles]
- If I can.
♪ Thank you
So much.
Hello folks.
How's everything?
- So special.
- Excellent.
- Terrific.
Now can I interest you in some
terribly delicious desserts?
- Well tonight's
our anniversary.
[waitress gasping]
42 years.
- Really?
Congratulations.
Then I am gonna let you
in on a little secret.
Tonight is my last night.
I am getting married.
- Congratulations to you.
- Thank you very, very much.
What do you think you're doin'?
- Here comes Kenny.
Here comes Kenny.
- You gave up smoking.
I think you deserve this.
- Ooh.
- Wow.
- Kenny, that's gonna go
straight to our inner thighs.
- Dessert and sex just
happen to be two things
that I cannot live without.
How 'bout yourself, Kenny?
- Well actually myself.
It's a very rare night
that I don't have dessert.
- Ooh!
- Woo! [chuckles]
- [Jeanine] Isn't
this what you ordered?
- No, I wanted the
blackened swordfish.
I mean what is this?
- It's okay.
- No, it's not.
This is what?
This is rare? This is medium?
Just take it back.
- 'Kay, sir.
So you want it well done?
- I wanted the
blackened swordfish.
Just get me the menu again.
- Okay.
No, okay.
What?
- Did you dump this here?
- Um, no.
Kenny. I know it's Kenny.
- Did you remember to put
the wine list down on 45
before you took the order?
All right. Well we need
more napkins, decaf.
Coffee mugs go here because
bus boy Todd is a memory.
We're out of the
blackened swordfish.
- I know.
- 'Kay.
And the prime rib special
does come with a
bottle of Beaujolais.
And I took 45 their
entrees for you
because I'm such a sweetheart.
- Thanks.
- Go, go, go, go.
- Right.
[rhythmic rock music]
- Behind you. Behind you.
- Thanks, Nancy.
♪ If were brave,
I'd dial star 69 ♪
♪ Bust whoever's calling
♪ Goin' outta my mind
♪ Maybe I'd find
- May I?
- Excuse me, Jeanine.
Chris?
- John.
- What do you need?
- Quarters, singles.
Stoli Orange which
I know we have,
but Eric didn't pull a rack on.
- Eric is no longer with us.
- Why?
- It's a long story.
What else?
- Lower the pressure
in the light keg.
- Oh, that guy.
That director
keeps calling here.
I am not your secretary.
- I know. I know.
What do you need?
- Stoli on the rocks
and a Guinness.
- [Chris] Welcome to purgatory.
You a singer, actress?
- Excuse me?
- You're a struggling
artist, right?
- Oh. Oh singer.
- You good or great?
- Great.
- Good answer.
That's the right answer.
- What about you?
- I'm a writer.
- Good or great?
- Beyond great.
- Beyond great.
- I am beyond.
- Oh my god, I do believe
I'm having a deja vu.
- Really, Ethan?
Is this a part of it?
- That's cute, Chris.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
♪ But I want
- Chris, look. You got a second?
I need to talk to you.
♪ But I want
- Grilled chicken breast,
cheddar burger medium,
grilled pork chop.
Who wrote this shit?
[chefs chattering]
- Where the hell is
Donna with the nice ass?
- Give her a break, Reggae.
She's swamped.
Hey Sanchez, Sanchez.
Cerveza, cerveza.
- I got somethin' for her.
I needed that hot plate
count two years ago.
- Hot plate count is 85/42.
I'm sorry.
- Thank you, sweetheart.
No, it's all right,
baby. Here you go.
- John was also
ready for coffee.
- Oh, Jeanine.
We're doin' a little survey.
This is a nightly
thing we do here.
We're asking all the employees
what is the strangest
place they've ever had sex?
- Is that my chicken?
- Keep it clean, Reggae.
- Hey, my bad. My bad.
Intercourse.
- All right, where was
it for you, Reggae?
- In the bed.
- Baked potato.
- Anybody with a free hand
take out glasses.
- Oh, I gotta tell
her in the butt.
But you know me, I
gotta be a company man.
- 5:46.
- Oh, Lenore.
Quick, strangest place
you've ever had sex.
- Wow, Reggae. That
would be in your dreams.
[chefs laughing]
- You're both fired.
♪ What has told you the lie
♪ As the woman is all
♪ Live a life of desire
♪ Or the moment with all
♪ When you're livin' around
- [Lenore] I was
the biggest loser.
[guests chuckling]
- How are you?
- Good.
'Sup?
- What's up?
[guests laughing]
- [Quincy] Pass 'em down here.
You're hoggin' 'em.
Take your time.
- So how'd that
audition go today?
- Wouldn't know.
I slept through it.
[Reggae chuckling]
- I can't believe
he's drinking again.
- I can't believe I'm gonna
have to deal with this shit
at my wedding.
- And Leslie's bringing her
boyfriend to your wedding.
- Oh, of course she is.
Oh, I do not need this
shit at my wedding.
- Hey.
- Billy fuckin'.
- 'Cause that who likes you now.
- Oh yeah. Nancy, please.
Stop buying me the
placebo shit, all right?
Okay? I'm off the wagon.
Accept it.
- Fine.
- 'Kay, good.
'Cause I don't need you
playing cop with me, all right?
I mean I ain't the one
gettin' sauced on the job.
You should drink that shit.
- I said fine.
- Hey guys, is Kevin
comin' by tonight?
- Kevin who?
- [Guest] Aww,
that was terrible.
- Yo, that's fucked up.
- She's fuckin' all on my fate.
- Care to partake?
- Nope, don't like drugs.
- See, me neither.
- Come in the livin' room.
Be sociable.
- The sequel.
It's "Chocolate Fantasy
2: Electric Boogaloo".
♪ Bow chica wah wah
♪ Chica chica wah wah
♪ Aw yeah
- Buffalo wings.
No, they are not from buffaloes.
- Yes, they are.
- They're not from buffaloes.
- They are.
- They're not wings.
They're not from buffaloes.
There's nothing
but buffalo wings.
- [Ethan] I'm not
gonna ask you again.
- Okay, buffalo wings.
I don't get it.
- They were invented by-
- Hey Chris.
I hear Eric got fired.
- No, he just
didn't even show up.
You know, John called his house.
His roommate said he moved out.
- Cokehead.
- Really?
- Well you know, I bartended
for two years down at school.
- Oh, what school?
- Howard. DC.
- My ex-girlfriend
went to Howard.
Then she transferred
to Seton Hall.
- Oh yeah?
I go to law school
at Seton Hall man.
Your ex-girlfriend
went to Howard.
She Black?
- Last time I looked.
- No, be careful.
He might fuck your ass up again.
Remember that time when we beat?
That was funny shit.
- Cut his hair.
Lookin' like Shaggy.
- God.
Here you go.
- Thank you.
Blow down this
motherfucker. [laughs]
Here, take this shit.
- You don't need
be smokin' anyway.
- [Marcus] Shut up.
- What?
[guests chattering]
- I got the lead.
I mean you know, I've been
tryin' to tell him all night.
- No, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
You got the lead in his play?
- Yeah.
- Is that what
you're talkin' about?
'Cause he's in there drinkin'.
[chuckles] We're
talkin' about the play.
- Yeah, I went in.
He wasn't there.
I got the part.
- [laughs] No.
♪ All rise
- Excuse me. I'm sorry.
- What's up?
- Kenny has somethin'
to say to you.
- [Chris] Help Kenny.
May I call?
And the drinks he needs
is all he gotta say to me.
- No, no, no.
It's about your play.
- What?
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Break a leg.
- What's going on?
- So listen,
got the lead in your play.
♪ Only for the fame for
- What'd you say?
What'd you fuckin' say
to me, you piece of shit?
Stupid.
- Chris.
- You cannot.
You cannot, you fuckin' shit.
Where you fuckin'
fucked her, huh?
Kurt, you wanna fuck me now?
- You still wanna say?
- Fuckin' bitch, get off me.
Get off me. Get off me.
I'll be good.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Chris.
You lost this.
- [Chris] Thanks.
Just to let you know,
I haven't been in a fight
since I lived in Newark.
- Why do you want
me to know that?
- Oh.
I don't know.
- Look, lemme help you.
- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah, I remember when I was 13,
my father and his brothers was
doin' this concert in Newark.
I can't remember
what park it was.
I just remember
that there were like
all these cherry blossoms.
- Branch Brook Park?
- Yeah. Yeah, you know it?
- I grew up in
Branch Brook Park.
- Englewood Cliffs.
- Ooh, money.
- [chuckles] Yeah,
well not so much us
but a lotta my friends.
But anyway, I remember
goin' to school the next day
and tryin' to tell my friends
how beautiful Newark was.
- And they wouldn't believe you?
- Yeah, it was really upsetting.
- Yeah.
[soft solemn music]
Said your father
and his brothers?
- Oh yeah, the Beggins Brothers.
My father was Frank
Beggins, the lead singer.
- Oh wow, I know who he is.
- Nah. [chuckles]
- "Ain't Nothin'
But a Love Thing".
Wow, he's great.
He's a great singer. Wow.
[sighs] I heard he passed away.
- Tobacco industry killed him.
- I lost my mom five years ago.
- And your dad?
- He had a heart
attack when I was 14.
[soft solemn music]
- It's a beautiful
view, isn't it?
- Yeah, it's like a beautiful
woman I'm afraid to approach.
- What you guys doin' there?
- Sounds like your date's here.
- Please.
- That's all right.
I'll see you later.
- [Chris] Okay.
- Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.
Yo, are you gonna tap that?
- Shh.
I'll tap you.
- You know, your old man'll
roll over in his grave
if he saw that shit.
- Yeah, if he rolled
over in his grave
every time I did somethin'
he disapproved of,
he'd be a fuckin' rotisserie.
- Oh shit!
Forgot to turn off the grill.
Fuck!
- Thanks.
Collar.
What's up?
- Listen, John. I
heard Eric got fired.
- No, he just disappeared
off the face of the earth.
- Well I was wondering if
maybe you'd consider me
for the bartending job.
- Oh, you applied as a
bartender, didn't you?
- Yeah, but you needed waiters.
Now I bartended for two
years at a college pub.
I can handle this
crowd no problem.
- Well the thing is I'm
waitin' to hear back
from this girl Karen
who used to work days.
So I'm gonna have to
get back to you on it.
- Well can I at least get
a drink list to study?
- Yeah, sure.
Remind me before
you leave tonight.
- Aight, I'll do that.
[birds chirping]
[waiters chattering]
- [Nancy] Here he comes.
- [Jeanine] Your
rays are bright?
- Yeah, I woke up
at five to 5:00.
- That guy Kurt has
been here over an hour.
- I know. I know.
You gimme a couple minutes?
- Ask her.
She's waitin' to
see the apartment.
- [Kurt] Thank you.
- Your apartment?
- Oh, go ahead. I'm in no rush.
[Nancy laughing]
Oh my goodness.
That's just a shame.
- Thank god.
Here.
- Kind women workin' here.
- We have a little system.
[Chris sighing]
- Oh yeah.
Oh, oh yeah.
- Sorry.
- Oh yeah, baby. Yeah.
- Ooh, green and red.
- Mmm, Christmas colors.
Jeez.
- That's what you get
for stayin' up all night lookin'
at yourself in the mirror.
[birds chirping]
[car horn honking]
- You look sick.
Have a seat.
- Listen, first off.
- No, no, no.
Chris, you don't not
show up to the audition.
Then come in here and
first off me, you got that?
Playwright courtesy is now
something you need to earn.
I'm raisin' the money
for the showcase.
I'm bringin' in the
off Broadway producers.
Either we get that straight
or I walk out on
you and your play
and you could stay
here and pour drinks
for the rest of your
life for all I care.
Look, all I know is you
and Kenny have a problem.
Work it out.
It's that simple.
- How did he get the part?
- How? I'll tell ya how.
He came in. He was outstanding.
That's how. Here, I
wanna show you somethin'.
Remember this one
act you gave me?
I just reread it today.
You know what this has that
"There was Lightning" doesn't?
A resolution.
- Yeah, so why do it?
- Exactly.
Work on it please.
[smooth rhythmic music]
[water trickling]
♪ Turn on your favorite show
♪ Wake by the fire
- Did he talk?
- Fuck you.
♪ Sweet little in the grass
[urinal flushing]
♪ What is in a new disguise
♪ That you're happy I'm
- Look, Chris.
- Lemme ask you somethin'.
Why aren't you like on
a soap opera by now?
Huh? Why?
'Cause you're a serious
actor, is that it?
So deep down, we both know
you're a seriously
limited actor.
♪ Oh my darlin', don't
you see your secret ♪
[birds chirping]
- [Jeanine] You really shouldn't
leave somethin' so valuable
lyin' around.
- Well you liked it?
- I loved it.
I mean you're a talented
boy, Chris Calloway.
You said you were great,
beyond great and you are.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
♪ Get it right
♪ Everybody's workin'
for the weekend ♪
[crowd shouting]
♪ Everybody wants
a new romance ♪
- Say hi to my new roommate.
- Oh yeah.
- You gonna sing, new roommate?
- What? Under these
circumstances?
Pssh.
- What's the matter, you're
too good to lose at karaoke?
- Yes.
- Let's go check the schedule.
- Oh okay.
[rhythmic rock music]
[crowd shouting]
[crowd cheering]
- What is this?
The kitchen staff is gonna sing?
- [Steven] If we
get drunk enough.
♪ Baby
- All right, we got a very
special for you tonight.
We got an actual
singer in the house.
She's very amazing.
She's like all that
and a bag of chips.
She's so luscious.
She don't need no dip.
I learned that from
the kitchen staff.
Oh, you like that?
So Jeanine Baggins is her name.
[crowd cheering]
[smooth rhythmic music]
- Hey, got your daughter.
♪ Yeah
♪ Ooh
♪ Yeah
[Quincy laughing]
♪ Yeah
♪ Ooh
♪ Yeah yeah
[crowd clapping]
♪ Mmm
♪ I saw swirls of clouds
painted by the settin' sun ♪
♪ The first of warm breeze
on my wintered skin ♪
♪ The dark of the night
after a long hard day ♪
♪ Nothing compares to you
♪ Nothin' compares
♪ Ain't nothin'
but a love thing ♪
♪ 'Tween us baby
♪ Ain't nothin' but
a love feelin' ♪
♪ Drivin' me crazy
♪ Ain't nothin' but a love
♪ 'Tween us baby
♪ And lovin' you
is all I wanna do ♪
♪ A walk in Paris
on a moonlit night ♪
♪ Sound of the waves
and candlelight ♪
♪ I've been in love,
but it was never right ♪
♪ 'Cause nothing
compares to you ♪
♪ Nothing compares
♪ Ain't nothin'
but a love thing ♪
♪ 'Tween us baby
♪ Ain't nothin' but
a love feelin' ♪
♪ Drivin' me crazy
♪ Love feelin' 'tween us baby
♪ And lovin' you
is all I wanna do ♪
♪ Whoa ain't nothin'
but a love thing ♪
♪ 'Tween us baby
[soft romantic music]
[Jeanine chuckling]
[birds chirping]
- [Chris] Nah.
You're not.
- [Jeanine] Mm-hmm.
- No, you won't.
- Yup.
- Mm-mmm.
- Yup.
What are you doin'?
- Nothin'.
You look like a
little girl, you know?
You must've been so cute.
- Oh yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- You're cute.
- Mm-mmm.
- Mm-hmm.
- You think?
- Mm-hmm.
The other night when you
asked me if I was a singer,
I knew we'd be here.
Did you?
- No.
Not really.
I mean after the party
outside of Nancy's, I thought
yeah, maybe.
- Yeah, I'm glad I'm here.
Your eyes are so green
and so beautiful.
They're a little sad though.
- They look sad to you?
- Yeah.
- Where you goin'?
- Goin' to sleep.
- No, you can't.
- I'm going to sleep.
Yes.
[chuckles] No?
- No.
- No?
- Not yet.
- Oh no. [chuckles]
- Hey Quincy, are they
still servin' string beans
with the special tonight?
- We 86ed 'em.
Asparagus.
- Hey white boy, what you
want on your hamburger, man?
- Nigga, I look white to you?
- No, I'm sorry.
You just sound it. I'm sorry.
[Quincy chuckling]
- Fuck you.
You know, I can't wait
'til I'm bartendin'
so I don't have look
at your sorry ass.
- Oh, you gon' bartend?
- Who's a bartender?
- Steven say he's bartendin'.
- I didn't say I was bartendin'.
- Yes, you did. Yes, you did.
Yes, you did.
- Yes, you did.
- You nigga.
- John's gonna gimme
a drink list to study.
- [Quincy] Man, that's
all he gon' give you.
- Better look at your hair.
Ain't lettin' no black
bartender be in this place.
- No homosexuals either.
He ain't let Ethan do
it when he wanted to.
- Well that give him two reasons
not to let Steven's
soft ass bartend.
[both laughing]
- That's fucked up.
- If you niggas could
read a drink list
or read anything
else for that matter,
you wouldn't be stuck
behind that line
for 7.50 an hour.
- 7.50?
[bell dinging]
- I guess that makes
me a nigga too, right?
- Nobody's talkin' to you.
You're a manager.
- Yeah.
You a nigga's manager.
You'll lucky to make 8.50.
Good boy.
- But that's 'cause
I's can read.
I's what you call
an educated nigga.
- You better ease up on that.
There's no need for
you to use that word.
- [gasps] Y'all niggas mind
if I call y'all niggas?
- You?
Naw, nigga.
- Naw, niggah.
Just don't call
me nigger, nigger.
- Sellouts.
- You know?
Steven, what's that, nigger?
Hey. Hey.
Hey boy, how you want
this cheeseburger?
[Reggae hocking]
- [spits] He asked
you a question.
Oh, that's fucked up.
You gon' let him do
that shit to you?
- [Marcus] Reggae.
♪ The people want more
- Can't you read this?
Because you knows I's
can't read, you know?
- I think he says he
wants it well done.
- Well done.
- Well done.
[Quincy laughing]
- Charcoal black
like his nigga ass.
- Watch your mouth, Zambo.
♪ And before I'll be a slave
♪ I'll be buried in my grave
♪ And go home
♪ To my Lord
[subway train screeching]
[subway train clacking]
[patrons chattering]
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Where you goin'?
- Boston, Ken. [chuckles]
- That's very funny.
No really, where you goin'?
- Luther Vandross is
havin' some auditions
for some backup singers.
- Yeah, you, a backup singer?
No, you're kidding.
You're nobody's backup singer.
- That's nice.
I'm with you on that one.
- Listen, I understand my agent
sends me out on these meetings
for these soap operas.
- That's good money.
- Yeah, yeah.
So is waiting tables.
- Yeah.
- You know, I think we
should go out sometime.
- Oh yeah? Why would that be?
- 'Cause call me crazy,
but I find you attractive
and I think you're
extremely talented
and you have a great voice.
- A great what?
- And you're funny.
- You know what? Could you do
me a favor and just back off?
Now?
- Okay.
Okay.
Why so hostile?
Okay, so you don't
find me attractive.
That's fine.
- Maybe I'm not at attracted
to your loose dick, all right?
Or maybe I'm involved
with someone.
- Who would that be?
Oh, lemme guess.
Lemme guess.
Is it some
playwright that happens
to hate my guts?
- Can I just-
- Huh?
- No, nevermind.
Nevermind.
- No, no.
What?
- No, I was just wondering
if this is the same approach
you used to get his
ex-girlfriend in bed.
- Lemme tell you somethin'.
There was a time when
Chris Calloway and I
were very good friends,
way before Leslie even
came into the picture
and Chris Calloway had a
looser dick than even me.
[chuckles] And another
thing, sweetheart,
you got a glorious ass.
But you ain't no fuckin' Leslie.
- Yeah, well that may be.
By the way, when you just
pressed up against me?
Sweetheart, you ain't no Chris.
Ciao.
[smooth sax music]
♪ Sang all my life.
- What do you need?
- Stoli screwdriver.
- You trainin' that
girl tomorrow night?
- No, Thursday.
- Trainin' who?
- A new bartender.
- I thought some girl who used
to work here was comin' back.
- What girl?
- Aw, shit!
I fuckin' told John
I wanted to bartend.
He gave me a fuckin'
drink list and everything.
- Steven, Steven,
Steven, Steven.
Steven. Steven, hold on.
Steven, hold on.
- [Steven] Kick that
motherfucker, man.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Lemme handle it.
Please listen. Stop, stop, stop.
Don't do this.
Please, you will have nothing.
No job, no bartendin', nothing.
You'll have nothin'
but student loans.
Stop.
- I'll sue him.
- Okay.
All right. Look, if I can't
get you behind the bar,
I will testify on your behalf.
- Go.
- Okay.
- I don't believe this.
- Yeah, well you
better believe it.
Now I'm tired of this shit.
First with Andy and now you.
Call that girl and tell
her not to show up.
- [John] I can't do that.
Where the fuck do you
get off comin' in here
puttin' a gun to my head?
You don't tell me what to do.
- [Chris] I'm tellin'
you right now.
If Steven doesn't
bartend, I won't
and I won't do it gracefully.
- Whassup?
- I've been here for
four years, John.
I've a lotta regulars, man.
I'll fuckin' blackball you.
- I give a shit.
Go on, take the fuckin' losers.
Like they'd be loyal to you.
- I'll call Bob tell 'em
down at headquarters.
I'll call Arnold
Diaz at CBS News.
I'll come in every night.
And every time you come
near the service bar,
I will scream out racist.
[rhythmic ska music]
[phone ringing]
- I cannot believe this shit.
Fuckin' playwright
puttin' a gun to my head.
Fuckin' playwright.
- Do the right thing, we
all get on with our lives.
- Fuck you.
Shit.
All right.
All right.
I'll talk to him
in a few minutes.
You tell Steven to
come in here in 15.
But you train his ass right.
No free porn bullshit,
you got that clear?
- I'll make him a company man.
You're gonna be proud, John.
- Fine.
End of subject.
Don't mention it again.
- Just make sure my schedule
doesn't suddenly change
like a shit detail, all right?
I've seen it happen.
- You have been here too
long, that's for sure.
- Yeah.
One more thing:
what about Ethan?
- Don't push me, Calloway.
Unless you want him
to have your job.
- You want me out?
- So?
- So learn your drinks.
I start training
you tomorrow day.
- Hey Reg.
- Thanks, man.
- You got it.
Go knock on the door
in about 15 minutes.
You'll be set.
- I owe you one.
- No, you don't.
[water trickling]
Hey.
- Hey.
So what happened in there?
- [sighs] I gave my notice.
- Good for you.
C'mere.
That was a good
thing that you did.
[soft solemn music]
[dog barking]
[Chris muttering]
- Hey, that's too big.
Where's the scale?
- Hm?
C'mon, I don't know
where no scale at, man.
I know what I'm doin'.
- Yo, eight ounces,
motherfucker.
Find the damn scale.
- Come on, Reggae.
I know what's up, man.
- Yo if Johnny comes in here
and sees that there's no scale,
it's my ass.
- I won't let Johnny
touch your ass, man.
I promise.
- Ethan.
- I'm not in the
mood, all right?
I heard about Steven
and I'm pissed.
I mean Steven?
On top of that,
Lenore's requesting that
I don't bring Robert
to the wedding.
So you know, I'm already
having a shit day.
- Ethan.
Look, c'mere.
This'll really cheer you up.
In about two weeks, you are
gonna be training to bartend.
- What? How?
- I told John you
should bartend.
- [Ethan] You told him?
- [Chris] Yeah.
I also told him I'm
retiring from JT's.
- You're leaving?
- Yeah, yeah.
It's time.
Anyway, you're bartending.
- Fucking Kodak moment here.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Eight ounces, motherfucker.
Get that scale.
- Hey yo Chris,
me and Quincy are gonna
go hang out tonight.
You wanna come?
- I can't.
Jeanine's first night
at the new apartment.
- Okay, I feel so terrible
and so, so, so, so sorry.
It's Ted, okay?
It's not me.
You know what he's like.
You know what his friends
are like, all right?
I am so, so sorry.
- Lenore, it is okay.
It's your day, not mine.
- No, wait.
Can you please forgive me?
I want you there, okay?
You.
That's what's important.
You know that.
Oh 'kay.
- I will be there
without a date.
- [Nancy] Hey Lenore, you
know what I was thinking?
- What?
- Seats available,
capons already paid for.
- Oh, very good.
Jeanine, you are
officially invited.
- I don't know.
You think it's a good idea?
- Yes.
- Yes.
It's great. [chuckles]
Chris.
- Oh good.
- Great, good.
You know what?
Janine is coming to
the wedding with Ethan.
- 'Kay.
- That's great.
'Cause you know, he
told me yesterday
that he wished that he had
an RSVP for this one person
'cause he wanted to bring you.
- Well that kills two capons.
- Well I'm gonna be
workin' that day,
so I guess I'll see
you at the reception.
- That's okay, right?
- Yeah, that's cool.
- Yeah, that's great.
This is a great idea.
Such a good idea.
All right you guys.
I'll see ya later.
Muah. Okay, bye. [vocalizes
"The Wedding March"]
- [screams] So exciting.
- I hate playin'
the straight man.
- Okay, I guess I
need a new dress.
- Let's go get you moved in.
- Right.
You sure it's okay?
- Yes, absolutely.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm, yeah.
- Okay, we'll see you tonight.
- Bye.
[rhythmic rock music]
- [Reggae] I think you have
a big trouble with authority.
Do you know why?
Because I'm taller.
That's why you're
upset about. What?
What was it?
- Where are you
guys goin' tonight?
- [Jeanine] You got it?
- [Nancy] Tilt it back a little.
Okay.
That's good.
It's just me.
- [Jeanine] I'm in.
♪ Tada
Okay, follow me.
- Ooh, champagne.
- Courtesy of JT McClure's.
- Mmm, okay.
So is this her,
Chris's ex-girlfriend?
- [grunts] Where?
Yeah, that's her.
That's Leslie.
- Ugly girl.
- Okay, a toast.
To my new roommate,
Jeanine Beggins:
future recording star.
- Thanks.
[glasses clinking]
- Best of luck.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Right up the block.
- We go. We go.
We go. We go.
Yo. [chuckles]
- What's up, man?
- What's happenin', nigga?
Unlead.
Thank you.
- What, like he doesn't
understand English or somethin'?
You don't speak the language?
- You never know nowadays.
Right? You never know nowadays.
All these people comin' over.
- [Quincy] I'm
not involved, man.
[Reggae chuckling]
- [Reggae] Look at him.
- What the hell, man?
It's past his bedtime.
- Yeah, I guess they go to
school early around here.
- Thank you oh so much.
- Beautiful, man.
It's beautiful.
- Oh, you are so right.
They smell very nice.
Here you go.
Have a nice night.
Alrighty, check ya later.
- [Chris] Shut up.
- Check ya later.
That was 'cause he
told to shut up.
- Shut up, man.
- Fuckin' bitch.
You happy?
Gonna have fun.
- Let's go.
- [Reggae] We're gonna party.
♪ Invisible
♪ Untouchable
♪ Invisible.
- So.
♪ When I look
- What was I just saying?
- Can I ask you a question?
- Shoot.
- Do you drink this
much all the time?
- Mm-mmm, only on
special occasions
like Monday through Sunday.
I'm kidding.
Why, is it a problem?
- Well yeah, to be honest,
I had a bad experience
livin' with somebody who was-
- You don't have to
worry about that.
Ask Lenore, ask Leslie.
I am a great roommate.
- Leslie.
Leslie,
on-the-refrigerator Leslie.
- I told you.
I didn't tell you that?
- No, you didn't.
- Shit.
[smooth rhythmic music]
♪ Hustlin' days
- [Quincy] Why you
rollin' in here, man?
- Why we rollin' in here, man?
- Tradition.
- See, this guy's pops was
born in this lot right here
by where the
refrigerator box is.
- Little higher though,
like on the fifth floor
on a kitchen table.
- Yeah, the building got
burned down durin' the riots.
My old man was born
two blocks that-a-way
on a different kitchen table.
Friday night, Jack Calloway
met a girl from Pittsburgh.
We used to watch all the
trains disappear from sight.
And she told her friends, "One
day, I'ma be on that train."
- That was beautiful, man.
But can we get the
fuck outta here?
Somebody gon' jack us.
- You all paranoid and shit.
I haven't even smoked yet, yo.
- I ain't paranoid, man.
Let's just get the
fuck outta here.
- So did your mom ever find
what she was lookin' for?
- Nah, I think she mighta
took the wrong train.
♪ My world won't let me go
- You ain't better be
gettin' this shit before me.
♪ We could be together
- [Quincy] Yo thank
god so fuckin' cool.
- [John] This is John English.
How can I help you?
- Oh, hey John.
It's Jeanine.
Yeah, I was just wonderin'
if Chris was there.
Okay.
Yeah, thanks.
Bye.
♪ Yo, I'm stayin' where
we gettin' crazy love ♪
♪ My noisy neighbors live
just above me up in 13-A ♪
♪ There's drama e'ryday
♪ The Super say he gon'
fix the heat for sure ♪
- You like that, right?
- How you doin', huh?
- Whatever he like.
- Could you keep it long
on top, short on the sides?
♪ I never knew love like
this could ever exist ♪
- Mm-mmm.
- Okay.
- Blowfish.
- It's funny.
Growin' up, I used to
love Italian girls.
After Leslie and I broke up,
I took this Italian girl out.
And 30 seconds into the date,
she's tellin' me about how
her car stereo got robbed
by a bunch of,
you know.
- What?
Niggas?
- Yeah.
- What, you can't say the word?
- Nah, man.
My whole life, I grew up
hearin' that fuckin' word
in my house every day.
My old man's a good guy.
But that word, man, was
always comin' outta his mouth.
- Lemme ask you somethin'.
You're drivin' along, right?
A white dude cuts you off.
You're pissed, right?
Same scenario, Black
dude cuts you off.
What you thinking?
- That I got cut off.
- That's some bullshit, man.
- No, no.
- That is some bull.
You see that
motherfucker over there?
He call me nigga
30, 40 times a day.
If I ever need anything,
if I ever needed backup,
I'd call him before I call
you because I trust him, man.
I mean y'all be
trippin' over this word.
I don't even...
It ain't that big of a deal.
I mean I think it's
just your own guilt
comin' back to haunt your ass.
But I don't even think
that's your problem, man.
I know you got a good heart.
I don't know.
I think your motivation,
your racial motivation
comes from the pussy.
Black pussy namely.
- Nah, man.
I don't know about that.
- Hey man, you can deny it.
Teach your kids though, man.
Teach your kids right.
And from what I can see,
your kids gon' be Black.
You don't wanna end up
like your father, right?
- [Hooker] Hey babe,
you wanna go out?
Wanna go out honey?
- Whoa, Quick Draw McGraw.
What's up, man?
Can we leave now?
- Next.
[Quincy chuckling]
[intriguing rhythmic music]
- [Quincy] Mmm, mmm, mmm!
Chocolate M&Ms.
[phone line ringing]
- [Jeanine] Hello?
- [Chris] Hi.
- [Jeanine] Where are you?
- [Chris] Home.
I you know, just went out
with Reggae and Quincy.
- [Jeanine] Oh.
Okay, so are you comin' over?
- [Chris] Um.
No, I got Reggae
on the couch here.
- Yeah, I got Nancy on the
couch over here passed out.
She's an alcoholic.
- [Chris] Yeah, she is.
- [Jeanine] Thanks
for tellin' me.
- [Chris] You took the apartment
before I had a chance to tell-
- Yeah, before you had
a chance to tell me
that your ex-girlfriend
used to live here.
And your not comin' over tonight
has nothin' to do
with that, right?
I mean because you'll be
by tomorrow night, right?
Right?
- [Chris] I don't know.
- You don't know.
- [Chris] No, I don't know.
- You don't know
when I'm stupid.
[intriguing rhythmic music]
[Chris sighing]
- [Actress] I swear you
just say these things
to drive me away,
to make me feel bad.
- I'm drivin' you away?
You had all afternoon,
you had dinner
and you bring it up now.
You bring it up now when
I'm tryin' to play with you.
Who's drivin' who away?
Tell me.
Look, if you wanna go
to church, that's fine.
But don't ever think you're
gonna drag my ass down there.
Now I'm goin' to the
bathroom to jerk off.
Pray for me.
What do you think?
Be truthful.
- Truthfully?
When I close my eyes, the
dialogue sounded great.
Truthfully, I've worked
a year and 1/2 on a play
that I will never be
able to watch objectively
'cause I gave it to you, Kurt.
Trusting you to make
something great out of it.
You know what? The rest of
the world may find it great.
I hope they do.
But unless God who I was
trashing in that scene
drops a safe on this
motherfucker, I am fucked.
- Chris, c'mon.
- Maybe God'll help
you write an ending.
- I'm gonna leave
right now because
as usual God is smiling on you.
- Okay, let's take a break.
- Is this girl even Black, huh?
Tell me that.
- Chris, keep working on the
ending and keep away from here.
- Done.
- [Kurt] Okay,
let's start again.
[servers chattering]
[soft intriguing music]
- Is that a charge?
No personal calls.
- Yeah, name is Louis.
Okay, hurry.
Look John, you might
have to call the cops.
- What?
- Well my ex-boyfriend's here
and there's a restraining
order against.
- He's at the bar.
- [snaps] Guys.
[siren wailing]
[police radio chattering]
- I can't tell.
[soft intriguing music]
[siren wailing]
- Lemme just talk to her!
Jeanine, I'm goin' away!
Jeanine!
- What'd he do?
- I think it's
Jeanine's ex-boyfriend.
He like hit her or something.
- I just wanted to talk!
- What?
- Take it easy.
- I love you!
[soft intriguing music]
[police radio chattering]
- He was this
amazin' bass player.
Sweetest guy in a while.
[siren wailing]
Except he had a
terrible coke habit.
He hit me one time
and I was outta there.
- Where'd he hit you?
- He wanted to pawn his bass,
so I hid it so he
couldn't find it.
Look, I know I shoulda told you.
It's just that I'm not used
to talkin' about my past.
I know you used to be
in with a nice girl.
- You are nice girl.
- Yeah, well I ain't no virgin.
I know that she was.
I don't know much
more than that.
I wasn't tryin' to be nosy.
Maybe I was.
I'm sorry.
- Let me tell you
somethin', all right?
When I met Leslie, she was a
virgin and she was religious
and I was neither.
And
after we slept together,
there was this period of time
that she'd make me feel guilty
for takin' her virginity.
Take and give.
You know me, I just lost it.
I paid 30 bucks to a hooker
on 11th Avenue years ago.
I'm not proud of it, you know?
I'm not ashamed of it.
It's just part of my past.
Everyone has one.
- I don't wanna scare
you or anything,
But I think I'm fallin'
in love with you.
[soft solemn music]
Don't run, okay?
Okay, don't feel like
you have to say anything.
Just don't run.
[Lenore moaning pleasurably]
- I can't believe
you'd give up after
marry some guy that
won't go down on you.
So apparently
Leslie's gonna take her
boyfriend to the wedding.
- Yes.
- Well that should
be very interesting.
- Yeah.
Look, Kenny.
I know you wanna come to
the wedding with Nancy.
But considering I didn't
send you an invitation,
you didn't get the
hint from that.
Just get the idea
out of your mind.
I don't need to see
you on my wedding day
so I can feel like a slut, 'kay?
- Is that how I make you feel?
- Just don't show up
at my wedding, Kenny.
[water pattering]
[Chris laughing]
- I'm sorry.
I usually can't stand to
be anywhere near your food.
Kinda weird, isn't it?
- Funny guy.
- Oh shit.
Shit, shit. I forgot about that.
Think you could help me out?
Help me out. Help me out.
See that guy right there?
That's Wallace's nephew.
He's come here
for Sanchez's job.
No, no, no, no.
All you need to do is give
him some bullshit interview
and then tell him to come
back tomorrow at 4:00.
- No, I'm not. I'm not.
- Yo, I got a party
of like 20 people.
C'mon, be a company man.
I'll make ya a steak.
Honey mustard peppercorn.
♪ Your armpiece
♪ Then we continue
♪ Plus I won't stop 'til your
whole frame is deceased ♪
♪ Aiyo man, all
your fire stations ♪
♪ Cause these rappers
burn through molecules ♪
♪ It's possible rockin' you
♪ From your pores
to your follicles ♪
- How you doin'?
- [Al-Tarique] I'm aight.
- Al-Tarique Williams.
You're Wallace's nephew, huh?
How's he doin'?
- He aight.
- I see you dishwashed before.
That's great.
The guy Sanchez is
goin' back to Ecuador.
♪ Would be extraordinary
♪ We toured through every fort
♪ And many thought we
couldn't motivate ♪
- Wallace was a great cook.
♪ Ain't nothin' personal
♪ It's just your flow we hate
♪ Backdraft
- All right, well can you
come back tomorrow at 4:00?
- Look, man. I can't
work 'til Monday.
- Look, you're not
hired yet, all right?
So I'd like you to
come back tomorrow
without this homie look,
without the bubble gum, okay?
You're gonna speak to a man
named Ray Garinger, okay?
He'll tell you whether
you're hired or not.
♪ Fluctuate
♪ Great dictation with them
- Nice to meet you.
♪ It's amazin' what be
comin' out the projects ♪
♪ Like suburban
families cleanin' out
they hallway closet ♪
♪ Deposit right into
sockets of wannabe ♪
- Thanks.
- You know, Jeanine's in
love with me, I think.
I mean she said she
thought she was.
- How nice for you, yo.
- [exhales] What do
you think about that?
- What do I think about that?
I think
there are girls that you love
and there are
girls that you fuck
the first night standin' up.
- I don't know why I
tell you anything really.
- I don't know why you
tell me anything either.
- I mean what's your
longest relationship?
- 20 minutes tops.
- Exactly.
- Yeah.
- So you think she's no
good because of that.
- No.
See, that's not what I said.
- What're you sayin'?
- What I said-
- Stupid.
- What I said
was that she just
ain't.
- Don't say it.
- What?
- What?
Leslie?
No, I wanna know your
opinion for real.
What?
- Stop.
Yo, I have no opinion.
I have no opinion.
I just wanna get high please.
[soft solemn music]
- Look, I have two
questions, all right?
[Reggae sighing]
One.
Lemme.
Is she?
Am I happy she's
in love with me?
And two, could I be
in love with her?
[soft solemn music]
[crickets chirping]
- No. See, that's
just one question
'cause the one that
answers the other.
'Cause if you're happy,
then it means you could.
- That's true.
That's true.
You know, I slept
through those auditions.
Maybe I could just sleep
through this wedding tomorrow.
[Chris sighing]
- Yo, could I confess
somethin' to you?
- Yeah, man. What?
- I love weed.
I've always loved her.
- I know, man.
I'm not blind.
- [Reggae] Oh, we're out.
You got the-
- [Chris] Nope.
Damn, it's nice out.
[classical wedding music]
[soft organ music]
[guests chattering]
- Leslie.
Leslie, c'mere.
I wanna show you somethin'.
- [Guest] You stole the wedding.
You just looked too good.
- Why didn't you tell me?
You look beautiful.
- Thank you.
- [Guest] Whatever.
[guests chattering]
[birds chirping]
- That was a 10 on the
uncomfortable-ometer.
Did he notice?
- Yeah.
- You should've told him.
[soft romantic music]
[guests chattering]
♪ I used to think
love was blind ♪
♪ Looking here and there
as I try to find anyone ♪
♪ That I thought
♪ Was right for me
♪ You see when your eyes meet
♪ Your heart beats
♪ Your knees shake
♪ Your soul awakes
♪ You come alive
♪ You know inside your
destiny has arrived ♪
♪ We live in each other like
a child and his mother ♪
♪ United eternally
♪ We are one
♪ You and me
♪ Like a bird with a tree
♪ We are one
♪ You and I
♪ Like the stars in the sky
- Come right back.
- Okay.
- [Guest] Come right back.
- Hey.
- Finally.
Hello.
- Yo, what's up?
How you been?
- Hey.
- What's goin' on?
- I thought you
fell off the earth.
- No, I've been busy, bro.
You know what I mean? I
got like a real job now.
You know what I mean?
You got no manners at all.
Hi, I'm Frank.
- Jeanine.
- How are ya?
You cannot be with this guy.
- [chuckles] No.
- This is my wife Margaret.
- Hi.
- Hey, what's up?
- I love your dress.
- Oh, thank you.
- So where's Chris?
I wanna see him. Where's he at?
- He's not here?
- [Frank] I don't know.
- Chris is late. That's weird.
- [Frank] His name's over here.
- Very weird.
- Wild stuff.
- Wild?
- [Margaret] Where's Chris?
- So tell me, man.
Tell me.
You still jerkin' off
five times a day or what?
- Frank.
- No, I was down to three.
I got a patch now.
- He's got a patch. [chuckles]
Did I tell you he was a fizzer?
- Yeah, you did.
- So what happened
to Kevin Kennedy?
- Oh, you didn't hear?
Company moved him
down to Atlanta.
He got like a big promotion
or somethin' like that.
That fucked up?
Yo, lemme get you a drink.
What do you want? I'm
gonna get a drink.
You want somethin'?
- Yeah. Yeah, whatever.
Scotch.
- Scotch?
Cool, you good?
You want somethin'?
- I'm fine.
- Fine?
Honey?
- Vodka.
- [Frank] You got it.
[guests laughing]
- [Ethan] Man, she look good.
- Yeah.
- Cheers.
- C'mon. Guess we're
not usin' the phone.
- [Jeanine] Please
leave a message.
Thanks.
- [Automated Voice]
You have no messages.
♪ A mobile phone
- there you go.
Squeeze of lime, right?
- One more hit.
One more hit.
- All right, one more?
- Thanks very much, pal.
♪ Had to work all day
♪ And listen what I got to say
♪ Baby, keep smilin'
♪ You know the sun is shinin'
[singers vocalizing]
♪ Baby, keep smilin'
- [Jeanine] I've
gotta get outta here.
- Aren't you gonna kill him?
- Can I borrow your car?
- And drive?
You want me to go get Reggae?
- No.
No, I'll just take a cab.
- Aren't you gonna kill him?
[guests chuckling]
- Hey.
- Hey.
- I love your dress.
- You look beautiful.
Both of you, excuse me.
[rhythmic swing music]
- Like your dress.
- [Jeanine] Fuck you.
[rhythmic Italian music]
[door slamming]
[guests clapping]
[guests shouting]
- [Leslie] How
you doin', Reggae?
- The same please.
- Seltzer with lime.
- [Bartender] Okay.
- Yeah.
- I'm still straight-lace.
What can I say?
- Here you go.
- Well guess you finally
got what you wanted, right?
- Thank you.
[light switch clicking]
- How'd you get in here?
Leave it here.
So you finally made
it to the apartment.
Which room was hers?
- Your room.
- Where you deflowered
her no doubt.
You know, you owe me money
for the cab I took, all right?
25 bucks.
I should charge your
ass for the dress too.
- It's like 17.
I've only got 17.
- No, don't do that.
Don't do that.
Don't drink in my apartment!
Get out!
- I gotta talk to you.
- Not now you don't.
God, I am really stupid, okay?
I shoulda run from you,
another frickin' loser.
- I just tried to go
to the wedding and-
- [Jeanine] Just get out!
- Please lemme just tell you.
- You don't have to
tell me anything, okay?
You can just write it down,
roll it up in a
ball and swallow it.
Just get out!
Hitting me woulda hurt less.
[door banging]
- I just mean look, if
I'm facin' this way-
- Yeah.
- I just wanna face out.
- All right, whatever
feels right for you.
It looks good.
I mean whatever feels natural.
- Yeah.
- It's your ending.
You won't be seein' me.
♪ Do you remember the
way that I kissed you ♪
♪ Baby
♪ And the feel of my
breath on your skin ♪
♪ Yeah, I can
remember the nights ♪
♪ That you were
beggin' me for more ♪
♪ Well sugar, you know
every fairytale must end ♪
♪ All I'm sayin' is goodbye
♪ And you know the reason why
♪ I had enough
♪ All I'm sayin' is goodbye
♪ And you know the reason why
♪ I've had enough
♪ Goodbye
♪ Whoa
♪ Ooh
[crowd cheering]
♪ Oh goodbye
♪ Goodbye baby
♪ Ooh
- [Reggae] Woo!
Go Jeanine!
[crowd cheering]
- Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.
Someday you'll be sayin',
"I saw her back then."
[crowd cheering]
[Kenny retching]
- [Nancy] Oh god.
- Don't touch me.
Don't touch me.
Oh god. [retches]
I know everyone
fuckin' hates me.
I know that.
- [Nancy] No, everybody
doesn't hate you, Kenny. Okay?
- No one's goin' to
the fuckin' play.
- Everybody doesn't hate you.
- The wedding.
- Kenny, everybody
doesn't hate you, okay?
- Oh, don't touch me.
- Sorry. We're
coming to the play.
Right, Ethan?
- Yes, we're coming.
Please stop vomiting.
[Kenny retching]
- [Nancy] Get it all out.
That's good.
[Kenny retching]
- Our specialty for tonight
is blackened swordfish.
We'll be serving that with
a free bottle of wine.
Red or white, Jen?
- [Jen] Whitefish, red meat.
- And Kenneth Baker
joins as tardy.
But we'll forgive him because
he has just landed a role
on a soap opera in Los Angeles.
[servers applauding]
What's the man of the show?
- "Days of Passion".
- Oh my god, that
is my favorite show.
- Really?
- [John] And what's
the name of the role?
- Dakota.
- Dakota. That's right, Dakota.
Well let's give him a big hand.
[servers applauding]
Now Kenny's gonna be
leaving us after the play
which brings us finally to
our resident playwright,
Chris Calloway
who will be bartending
his final night tonight
at JT McClure's.
Let's give him a big hand.
Come on, six years.
Congratulations.
- Thanks, John.
[smooth bossa nova music]
[patrons chattering]
- [Patron] Just consider it.
- Why can't you just be happy?
- I don't know.
- Can I get you anything?
- [Patron] Yeah,
another white wine
and I'll have
another swig after.
Thanks.
♪ And robbin' those
that are fine ♪
♪ Backdraft
♪ Engine engine number 17
♪ Mic the gasoline
to pass the team ♪
♪ And lead us to
the finish line ♪
♪ On a domination tip 'cause
you tried livin' mine ♪
♪ Give it time
♪ And you can spray it
with murderous rhymes ♪
♪ I burn the world
♪ Like rims on cars,
rooftoppin' with Tupac ♪
♪ My havoc jam traffic
♪ Leavin' thoughts
gridlocked for two blocks ♪
♪ For 22 blocks
[smooth bossa nova music]
- [Reggae] So DB
Cooper, what's what?
- What's what?
In roughly five hours,
I'm outta this hellhole.
That's what's what.
- What happened?
You saw your ex
getting freaked out?
- Yeah, somethin' like that.
And when I finally stumbled in,
guess who's waiting
in my apartment.
Leslie.
- What'd she have to say?
- Said a lotta things.
- Yeah?
I gotta go.
What you doin' later?
- I don't know. I got
this nice bottle on ice.
What's the matter? You're not
interested in my conversation?
- Oh no. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
But you know, the
meter's runnin' and shit.
We could meet at
the bench later.
- All right, you could. Yeah.
- You all right?
- Man, I'm fine.
You know, I got my play ending.
I got five more hours I'm
outta this fuckin' purgatory.
Everything's great, man.
Everything's great.
- All right.
Later.
You know that part in the play
where he talks about what he
wants to be when he was little?
Nobody wants to be a line cook.
I like it here.
[smooth bossa nova music]
- Yo, I'll see you on the bench?
- Yeah, bring your stoneware.
- [Nancy] Now that's
irony for you.
- Excuse me?
- I remember the first
night that you worked here.
You went out on a bench
and you got stoned.
And now here it is
four years later.
You're the playwright, c'mon.
- In 10 years from now, where
are you gonna be, Nance?
- Here, maybe.
Married,
drunk.
I'm not sure.
But I'm not gonna be miserable.
Where are you gonna be?
Better still, where
is she gonna be?
Chris.
I love you.
And when you drink, you
have been mean to me.
God.
It's all right. It's all right.
I wanted you to know that.
[smooth bossa nova music]
[intriguing rhythmic music]
[seagulls squawking]
- [Actress] You have no
idea how much I want to.
- [Dakota] Look,
I understand that.
I do. I respect that.
You know, I've only ever
been with people
a couple of times.
And it's like
I'm afraid to be with you.
- Why?
- Because you scare me.
- [Actress] Are you gonna leave?
- I don't know. I don't.
You see, I can't live
without sex at this point
and you say it's blackmail
and I say it's a fact.
But I'll tell you something.
I'll tell you
something in my heart.
I don't feel wrong.
- You're not wrong.
I'm ready.
- Are you sure?
- I know I love you.
And yeah,
I'm sure.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
[Reggae inhaling]
♪ Can I get a witness
♪ Ghetto people
[siren wailing]
- Thanks.
- Oh no. Don't leave.
Don't leave. Just one sec.
- You got more money?
- Yeah.
- Well what?
- You're the most
beautiful thing.
- Listen, I got work.
- No, no, no, no.
- I gotta go.
It's late.
[soft solemn music]
- I don't believe this.
I don't believe this.
How did you get in?
- I still have the key.
- So I was wondering
you know, what you were doing.
- [Leslie] I'm getting married.
- 'Cause I never-
- Did you hear me?
- Yeah.
You're getting married.
- Thought I should come
here and tell you myself.
- Want a drink?
- No.
And I really wish you
wouldn't while I'm here.
- So when are you due?
- August 10.
- [Chris] This guy,
what's his name?
- [Leslie] James.
- James.
Right, James.
I bet mom loves him.
- You want me to go?
- No.
No.
[sighs] So James.
Do you love James?
- Yes.
- God bless you.
- I should go.
You know, when I first started
workin' at the restaurant,
I remember we were
all in non-smokin'
and everybody was smokin'.
Everybody except me, of course.
Kevin, Wallace
and Reggae, they were all there.
Guess it must've
been the first night
that Ethan brought Robert in
because they were all
makin' fun of him, you know?
Laughin' at him,
goin' up to him.
It was real mean.
Then you came in.
You weren't workin'
because you were wearin'
that beat-up leather jacket.
Guess you were checkin'
your schedule or somethin'
and you asked everybody
"What was so funny?"
and they told you.
And you said,
"Oh well.
At least they're not
goin' home alone."
And then you turned around
and you walked out the door
past the window.
In my heart,
I remember thinkin' to myself
who is that guy?
[soft solemn music]
And a week later, I kissed you
and there was lightning.
I guess.
I guess I started to feel like
Ethan and Robert must have.
No people staring,
her parents.
So I stayed in.
I thought we were
safe, you know?
- Why were you upset that time
when you found out
you weren't pregnant?
- I don't know.
I guess
I always felt like
I was losin' you.
You know,
I wanted to be married
and you didn't.
I wanted to stay in
that room with you.
I don't love him
like I love you,
but I still love you.
That's why I-
- You did somethin'
I'll never forgive.
- No.
That's why I did something
I'd never forgive.
- There's nothin' I'd forgive.
[soft solemn music]
There's nothin'.
- I gotta go.
He's waitin'.
[audience applauding]
- So good.
- [Attendant] What's up, man?
- [Reggae] Same as usual.
- [Attendant] Unleaded?
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Just take it.
Just.
[gun blasting]
♪ One, two, three, four
[crowd cheering]
- Congratulations.
- [Nancy] Oh my god,
that was awesome.
- That was great.
- You're scarin' the writer.
Don't hog him.
- I'm so proud of you.
[rhythmic rock music]
[guests chattering]
- You ready to work weekends?
- Absolutely.
- I agree.
You start Saturday.
- I like you better than you.
Huh? [chuckles]
Great.
Listen.
[rhythmic rock music]
[guests chattering]
- Can I get you somethin'?
- Coke.
- Go for it.
- Jeanine.
Hey look, I'm sorry.
Would you come here please?
I just wanna talk
to you for a minute.
What I did, I-
- Shouldn't have
been so unclear.
- Jesus, you're not.
You're not.
- I'm no good for you.
I mean I'm beautiful.
You never said that I was.
- Look, there are a lotta
things I haven't said.
You know, I wanna
make it up to you.
- You can't, all right?
- Look, I'm movin'.
I'm gettin' an apartment in
Manhattan and I want you to-
- What?
You better not say it.
- Damn, girl. [chuckles]
I mean I know you can
do better than that.
- Look. All right, Al-Tarique.
I'd appreciate it if you would
just get back to work, okay?
Please.
- Al-Tarique.
Basement's flooded again.
C'mon.
- Shit.
[rhythmic rock music]
[patrons chattering]
- 'Sup, man?
You all right?
- Yeah.
[singers vocalizing]
[phone ringing]
- [Kenny] John, you
got a call on line two.
- I got it.
Sign that.
This is John English.
How can I help you?
- No, no, no.
♪ Twist of your mouth and
a tear you've allowed ♪
- Bye.
♪ Believed to be true
♪ In an ignorant bliss
♪ There's a secret you missed
♪ Everyone knows it but you
- So rumor has it you
attended this evening.
- I did.
♪ Life slips away
- So?
♪ To sparkle and fade
♪ You're a bird oversea
- You were good.
♪ And a flower in bloom
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- You know, this may
be the first time
I ever leave this place alone.
♪ There's a stain
on your dress ♪
♪ And a mark on your neck
♪ And a mantra you stole
- We were friends once.
♪ And though you
feel you're exiled ♪
♪ Like a redheaded child
- I'll see you later.
- [Chris] Listen, don't let
them limit you out there.
- Likewise.
♪ Alive in your eyes
♪ A fragile religion
- Thanks, man.
♪ Of truth in disguise
♪ You're a gift more than good
♪ In a season renewed
- Excuse me.
Excuse me, folks.
We're sorry.
We're gonna have to ask
everybody to leave right now
and we'd also like
all the employees
to meet down in the prep room.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
[rapper vocalizing]
♪ I'ma you up with
an exclusive ♪
♪ Joint got two
throws like on point ♪
♪ Bitch, niggas gettin' drowsy
♪ Droppin' to their knees like
♪ Shout to my queen's posse
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Could you ask him to turn
that down please, Quincy?
- Al-Tarique!
Al-Tarique!
Turn it down!
♪ Jargon threw a
jungle at a bargain ♪
♪ I'm hydro-sparkin'
- I just got a call.
Somethin' terrible.
Ray Garingers was killed.
- Oh Jesus.
- Oh my god.
- Oh my god.
- How?
- He was carjacked.
- Where?
- In Newark.
- Oh my god.
- Damn!
- What was he doin' in Newark?
- He's just lookin' for weed.
- I told him not
to go down there.
- Why, man? That's
where he's from, man.
That's where I'm
from. It's Newark.
- Not that part of Newark.
- Just lookin' for trouble.
- Always tryin' to be down.
- Had to be Black.
- What?
- What you say, faggot?
- All right, now that's enough.
- I wasn't talking to you.
- No, but I heard you
whisper like the bitch.
- Fuck you.
- What?
- Like the bitch you
are, motherfucker!
- Just shut up!
- Come on!
- How, John?
- Chris, I-
- How was he shot, John?
- He was shot in face
and the head a couple of time.
- [Nancy] Oh my god.
Oh my god. [weeps]
- Al-Tarique!
- What?
Damn, man. It ain't that loud.
You got me moppin' and
shit which ain't my job
and I can't even play my music.
- I gotta go.
- [Al-Tarique] Come on now.
- Excuse me.
- Oh my god.
- Man, you can walk around.
- [Chris] Please move.
- [Quincy] Al-Tarique,
move please.
- Why you gotta be all
screamin' at me and shit?
- [John] It's 11
o'clock now or 11:30.
We're gonna close this place.
- [Quincy] What was
he doin' in Newark?
- Get your bitch to move.
- What?
- Man, I wasn't talkin' to you.
- Say somethin'?
- Man.
What you got a problem, huh?
- [John] All right,
now let them out.
- What you eyeballin'
me for, huh?
What, you want somethin'?
You're so fuckin' ignorant.
You fuckin' want something?
- Nigger! [bashes]
- Wake up, wake up!
- Hey!
- Motherfucker, I'll kill you.
I'll fuckin' kill
you, you bitch.
Get the fuck off me!
Fuckin' nigger!
- Yo, ease up. Ease up.
Man.
Ease up, ease up.
[servers shouting]
- Fucking mother.
♪ To the pop rock Chevy Nova
♪ Gimme a chauffer
♪ A 20-foot leather sofa
♪ I'll feel any
closer the toaster ♪
♪ Rhyme the hit when
it's supposed to ♪
♪ Be 'til I D-I-E
of coaster nostra ♪
- Shit.
- God.
- Fucked up.
[Chris breathing heavily]
[soft solemn music]
- No. [weeps]
All my fault.
[Chris sobbing]
My fault.
- Ensure uncertain hope of the
resurrection to eternal life
through our Lord Jesus Christ,
we commend to almighty
God our brother Raymond
and we commit his
body to the ground.
Earth to earth, ashes
to ashes, dust to dust.
The Lord bless him and keep him.
The Lord make his
face to shine upon him
and be gracious unto him.
The Lord lift up his
countenance upon him
and give him peace.
Yea though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil.
- Fear no evil.
- [Both] For thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff
they comfort me.
- [Father] I'm sorry
he lost you, son.
[birds chirping]
- Your mom?
- Yeah.
- Where's your father?
- He's buried over that way.
- Why aren't they
buried together?
- Some family
bullshit, I don't know.
I mean they were
never really close.
My mom used to sleep
on the couch a lot.
So the fact that
they're buried apart is.
If someone did somethin'
or said somethin' that
they couldn't take back.
- When did you hear that
word for the first time?
See, most Black people remember
where they heard that
word for the first time,
but I guess you
wouldn't remember.
I should go.
- It was at the dinner table.
My father sat at
the dinner table.
Some rhyme, stupid limerick.
That's where I heard it.
You know, my mom wanted
me to be a writer.
- What did you wanna be?
- Right now, I just
wanna be happy.
- [Jeanine] Do you
think that you can be?
- You could make me happy.
- Yeah?
I don't believe that.
When did I make you happy?
- Many times.
That time you told
me about that guy
when you wouldn't
let him pawn his bass
'cause you knew how
important it should be.
That made me happy.
- Yeah, you know what
that got me, right?
- My heart.
You're so beautiful, Jeanine.
I know I never told you that
and I'm sorry, so sorry.
- You know, a week ago,
that might've meant
everything to me.
- What about now?
- Well it's nice but-
- I know it's just words.
I'm tired of words.
I gotta go visit my father.
- Yeah, I got this
ride waiting for me.
- I could give you a lift
if you wouldn't mind comin'
with me to visit him.
- Yeah, he'd like that.
[soft solemn music]
[birds chirping]
No, I should go.
Listen, the band that I'm with,
we're gonna be playing
in Hoboken next month.
Maybe you should come.
- Okay.
[smooth rhythmic music]
[birds chirping]
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
[thunder crackling]
[keypad beeping]
[phone line ringing]
- [Leslie] Hello?
Hello?
- [Chris] There was
lightning, baby.
- [Leslie] What time is it?
- [Chris] It's late.
Up early.
- [Leslie] Are you okay?
Chris?
- [Chris] I drank tonight.
- [Leslie] Why?
What's the matter?
- Nothin'.
'Cause I wanted to, you know?
I mean.
- It's all right.
- No.
I'm not all right, Leslie.
I'm not all right.
I'm glad I drank though
'cause I wanted to, you know?
I mean I stopped drinkin'
'cause you wanted me to.
Stopped goin' out
'cause you wanted me to.
You fucked Kenny.
You fucked Kenny, right?
- [Leslie] You don't
wanna do this, Chris.
- Huh?
- You should call me back.
Call me back when you're sober.
I don't like it when you drink.
- Yeah, but you didn't fuck
other people when I got drunk.
You fuck other people, Leslie?
Or did you?
Huh?
Leslie, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
- I'm still-
- I gotta go, Chris.
[dial tone buzzing]
- That was stupid.
So stupid.
[Chris sighing]
[funky rhythmic music]
♪ We're gettin' it
straight '98, y'all ♪
[Lenny vocalizing]
♪ Ooh love
♪ Yeah
♪ Tired of all the talk
♪ They're talkin'
all over this town ♪
♪ Tired of all the negativity
that's goin' 'round ♪
♪ We focus all our energy on
things that bring us down ♪
- Kenny Baker?
Kenny Baker.
♪ All together
♪ Make a joyful sound
[phone ringing]
♪ Do just what you wanna do
- [Chris] Hi, it's Chris.
Leave me a message.
- [Kurt] Chris, it's Kurt.
It's noon. I'm here
holding auditions
for a play that you wrote.
Where are you?
♪ Live
♪ Yeah
♪ Live
♪ Now yeah, yeah, yeah
♪ Everybody
♪ Live
♪ Sing in front
♪ Everybody
♪ Live
♪ You better do it
like you can now ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah
♪ Live
♪ You better live
♪ Yeah yeah yeah
♪ You better live
♪ Live
- You're gonna love this place.
♪ You better live
♪ You better live
- [Guest] Thanks.
Thanks very much.
- Hi, welcome to JT McClure's.
Will it be two for dinner?
- [Guest] Yes.
- Follow me.
♪ Starts to wither and I
feel like such a fool ♪
- Oh. [chuckles]
- If I can.
♪ Thank you
So much.
Hello folks.
How's everything?
- So special.
- Excellent.
- Terrific.
Now can I interest you in some
terribly delicious desserts?
- Well tonight's
our anniversary.
[waitress gasping]
42 years.
- Really?
Congratulations.
Then I am gonna let you
in on a little secret.
Tonight is my last night.
I am getting married.
- Congratulations to you.
- Thank you very, very much.
What do you think you're doin'?
- Here comes Kenny.
Here comes Kenny.
- You gave up smoking.
I think you deserve this.
- Ooh.
- Wow.
- Kenny, that's gonna go
straight to our inner thighs.
- Dessert and sex just
happen to be two things
that I cannot live without.
How 'bout yourself, Kenny?
- Well actually myself.
It's a very rare night
that I don't have dessert.
- Ooh!
- Woo! [chuckles]
- [Jeanine] Isn't
this what you ordered?
- No, I wanted the
blackened swordfish.
I mean what is this?
- It's okay.
- No, it's not.
This is what?
This is rare? This is medium?
Just take it back.
- 'Kay, sir.
So you want it well done?
- I wanted the
blackened swordfish.
Just get me the menu again.
- Okay.
No, okay.
What?
- Did you dump this here?
- Um, no.
Kenny. I know it's Kenny.
- Did you remember to put
the wine list down on 45
before you took the order?
All right. Well we need
more napkins, decaf.
Coffee mugs go here because
bus boy Todd is a memory.
We're out of the
blackened swordfish.
- I know.
- 'Kay.
And the prime rib special
does come with a
bottle of Beaujolais.
And I took 45 their
entrees for you
because I'm such a sweetheart.
- Thanks.
- Go, go, go, go.
- Right.
[rhythmic rock music]
- Behind you. Behind you.
- Thanks, Nancy.
♪ If were brave,
I'd dial star 69 ♪
♪ Bust whoever's calling
♪ Goin' outta my mind
♪ Maybe I'd find
- May I?
- Excuse me, Jeanine.
Chris?
- John.
- What do you need?
- Quarters, singles.
Stoli Orange which
I know we have,
but Eric didn't pull a rack on.
- Eric is no longer with us.
- Why?
- It's a long story.
What else?
- Lower the pressure
in the light keg.
- Oh, that guy.
That director
keeps calling here.
I am not your secretary.
- I know. I know.
What do you need?
- Stoli on the rocks
and a Guinness.
- [Chris] Welcome to purgatory.
You a singer, actress?
- Excuse me?
- You're a struggling
artist, right?
- Oh. Oh singer.
- You good or great?
- Great.
- Good answer.
That's the right answer.
- What about you?
- I'm a writer.
- Good or great?
- Beyond great.
- Beyond great.
- I am beyond.
- Oh my god, I do believe
I'm having a deja vu.
- Really, Ethan?
Is this a part of it?
- That's cute, Chris.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
♪ But I want
- Chris, look. You got a second?
I need to talk to you.
♪ But I want
- Grilled chicken breast,
cheddar burger medium,
grilled pork chop.
Who wrote this shit?
[chefs chattering]
- Where the hell is
Donna with the nice ass?
- Give her a break, Reggae.
She's swamped.
Hey Sanchez, Sanchez.
Cerveza, cerveza.
- I got somethin' for her.
I needed that hot plate
count two years ago.
- Hot plate count is 85/42.
I'm sorry.
- Thank you, sweetheart.
No, it's all right,
baby. Here you go.
- John was also
ready for coffee.
- Oh, Jeanine.
We're doin' a little survey.
This is a nightly
thing we do here.
We're asking all the employees
what is the strangest
place they've ever had sex?
- Is that my chicken?
- Keep it clean, Reggae.
- Hey, my bad. My bad.
Intercourse.
- All right, where was
it for you, Reggae?
- In the bed.
- Baked potato.
- Anybody with a free hand
take out glasses.
- Oh, I gotta tell
her in the butt.
But you know me, I
gotta be a company man.
- 5:46.
- Oh, Lenore.
Quick, strangest place
you've ever had sex.
- Wow, Reggae. That
would be in your dreams.
[chefs laughing]
- You're both fired.
♪ What has told you the lie
♪ As the woman is all
♪ Live a life of desire
♪ Or the moment with all
♪ When you're livin' around
- [Lenore] I was
the biggest loser.
[guests chuckling]
- How are you?
- Good.
'Sup?
- What's up?
[guests laughing]
- [Quincy] Pass 'em down here.
You're hoggin' 'em.
Take your time.
- So how'd that
audition go today?
- Wouldn't know.
I slept through it.
[Reggae chuckling]
- I can't believe
he's drinking again.
- I can't believe I'm gonna
have to deal with this shit
at my wedding.
- And Leslie's bringing her
boyfriend to your wedding.
- Oh, of course she is.
Oh, I do not need this
shit at my wedding.
- Hey.
- Billy fuckin'.
- 'Cause that who likes you now.
- Oh yeah. Nancy, please.
Stop buying me the
placebo shit, all right?
Okay? I'm off the wagon.
Accept it.
- Fine.
- 'Kay, good.
'Cause I don't need you
playing cop with me, all right?
I mean I ain't the one
gettin' sauced on the job.
You should drink that shit.
- I said fine.
- Hey guys, is Kevin
comin' by tonight?
- Kevin who?
- [Guest] Aww,
that was terrible.
- Yo, that's fucked up.
- She's fuckin' all on my fate.
- Care to partake?
- Nope, don't like drugs.
- See, me neither.
- Come in the livin' room.
Be sociable.
- The sequel.
It's "Chocolate Fantasy
2: Electric Boogaloo".
♪ Bow chica wah wah
♪ Chica chica wah wah
♪ Aw yeah
- Buffalo wings.
No, they are not from buffaloes.
- Yes, they are.
- They're not from buffaloes.
- They are.
- They're not wings.
They're not from buffaloes.
There's nothing
but buffalo wings.
- [Ethan] I'm not
gonna ask you again.
- Okay, buffalo wings.
I don't get it.
- They were invented by-
- Hey Chris.
I hear Eric got fired.
- No, he just
didn't even show up.
You know, John called his house.
His roommate said he moved out.
- Cokehead.
- Really?
- Well you know, I bartended
for two years down at school.
- Oh, what school?
- Howard. DC.
- My ex-girlfriend
went to Howard.
Then she transferred
to Seton Hall.
- Oh yeah?
I go to law school
at Seton Hall man.
Your ex-girlfriend
went to Howard.
She Black?
- Last time I looked.
- No, be careful.
He might fuck your ass up again.
Remember that time when we beat?
That was funny shit.
- Cut his hair.
Lookin' like Shaggy.
- God.
Here you go.
- Thank you.
Blow down this
motherfucker. [laughs]
Here, take this shit.
- You don't need
be smokin' anyway.
- [Marcus] Shut up.
- What?
[guests chattering]
- I got the lead.
I mean you know, I've been
tryin' to tell him all night.
- No, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
You got the lead in his play?
- Yeah.
- Is that what
you're talkin' about?
'Cause he's in there drinkin'.
[chuckles] We're
talkin' about the play.
- Yeah, I went in.
He wasn't there.
I got the part.
- [laughs] No.
♪ All rise
- Excuse me. I'm sorry.
- What's up?
- Kenny has somethin'
to say to you.
- [Chris] Help Kenny.
May I call?
And the drinks he needs
is all he gotta say to me.
- No, no, no.
It's about your play.
- What?
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Break a leg.
- What's going on?
- So listen,
got the lead in your play.
♪ Only for the fame for
- What'd you say?
What'd you fuckin' say
to me, you piece of shit?
Stupid.
- Chris.
- You cannot.
You cannot, you fuckin' shit.
Where you fuckin'
fucked her, huh?
Kurt, you wanna fuck me now?
- You still wanna say?
- Fuckin' bitch, get off me.
Get off me. Get off me.
I'll be good.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Chris.
You lost this.
- [Chris] Thanks.
Just to let you know,
I haven't been in a fight
since I lived in Newark.
- Why do you want
me to know that?
- Oh.
I don't know.
- Look, lemme help you.
- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.
Yeah, I remember when I was 13,
my father and his brothers was
doin' this concert in Newark.
I can't remember
what park it was.
I just remember
that there were like
all these cherry blossoms.
- Branch Brook Park?
- Yeah. Yeah, you know it?
- I grew up in
Branch Brook Park.
- Englewood Cliffs.
- Ooh, money.
- [chuckles] Yeah,
well not so much us
but a lotta my friends.
But anyway, I remember
goin' to school the next day
and tryin' to tell my friends
how beautiful Newark was.
- And they wouldn't believe you?
- Yeah, it was really upsetting.
- Yeah.
[soft solemn music]
Said your father
and his brothers?
- Oh yeah, the Beggins Brothers.
My father was Frank
Beggins, the lead singer.
- Oh wow, I know who he is.
- Nah. [chuckles]
- "Ain't Nothin'
But a Love Thing".
Wow, he's great.
He's a great singer. Wow.
[sighs] I heard he passed away.
- Tobacco industry killed him.
- I lost my mom five years ago.
- And your dad?
- He had a heart
attack when I was 14.
[soft solemn music]
- It's a beautiful
view, isn't it?
- Yeah, it's like a beautiful
woman I'm afraid to approach.
- What you guys doin' there?
- Sounds like your date's here.
- Please.
- That's all right.
I'll see you later.
- [Chris] Okay.
- Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm.
Yo, are you gonna tap that?
- Shh.
I'll tap you.
- You know, your old man'll
roll over in his grave
if he saw that shit.
- Yeah, if he rolled
over in his grave
every time I did somethin'
he disapproved of,
he'd be a fuckin' rotisserie.
- Oh shit!
Forgot to turn off the grill.
Fuck!
- Thanks.
Collar.
What's up?
- Listen, John. I
heard Eric got fired.
- No, he just disappeared
off the face of the earth.
- Well I was wondering if
maybe you'd consider me
for the bartending job.
- Oh, you applied as a
bartender, didn't you?
- Yeah, but you needed waiters.
Now I bartended for two
years at a college pub.
I can handle this
crowd no problem.
- Well the thing is I'm
waitin' to hear back
from this girl Karen
who used to work days.
So I'm gonna have to
get back to you on it.
- Well can I at least get
a drink list to study?
- Yeah, sure.
Remind me before
you leave tonight.
- Aight, I'll do that.
[birds chirping]
[waiters chattering]
- [Nancy] Here he comes.
- [Jeanine] Your
rays are bright?
- Yeah, I woke up
at five to 5:00.
- That guy Kurt has
been here over an hour.
- I know. I know.
You gimme a couple minutes?
- Ask her.
She's waitin' to
see the apartment.
- [Kurt] Thank you.
- Your apartment?
- Oh, go ahead. I'm in no rush.
[Nancy laughing]
Oh my goodness.
That's just a shame.
- Thank god.
Here.
- Kind women workin' here.
- We have a little system.
[Chris sighing]
- Oh yeah.
Oh, oh yeah.
- Sorry.
- Oh yeah, baby. Yeah.
- Ooh, green and red.
- Mmm, Christmas colors.
Jeez.
- That's what you get
for stayin' up all night lookin'
at yourself in the mirror.
[birds chirping]
[car horn honking]
- You look sick.
Have a seat.
- Listen, first off.
- No, no, no.
Chris, you don't not
show up to the audition.
Then come in here and
first off me, you got that?
Playwright courtesy is now
something you need to earn.
I'm raisin' the money
for the showcase.
I'm bringin' in the
off Broadway producers.
Either we get that straight
or I walk out on
you and your play
and you could stay
here and pour drinks
for the rest of your
life for all I care.
Look, all I know is you
and Kenny have a problem.
Work it out.
It's that simple.
- How did he get the part?
- How? I'll tell ya how.
He came in. He was outstanding.
That's how. Here, I
wanna show you somethin'.
Remember this one
act you gave me?
I just reread it today.
You know what this has that
"There was Lightning" doesn't?
A resolution.
- Yeah, so why do it?
- Exactly.
Work on it please.
[smooth rhythmic music]
[water trickling]
♪ Turn on your favorite show
♪ Wake by the fire
- Did he talk?
- Fuck you.
♪ Sweet little in the grass
[urinal flushing]
♪ What is in a new disguise
♪ That you're happy I'm
- Look, Chris.
- Lemme ask you somethin'.
Why aren't you like on
a soap opera by now?
Huh? Why?
'Cause you're a serious
actor, is that it?
So deep down, we both know
you're a seriously
limited actor.
♪ Oh my darlin', don't
you see your secret ♪
[birds chirping]
- [Jeanine] You really shouldn't
leave somethin' so valuable
lyin' around.
- Well you liked it?
- I loved it.
I mean you're a talented
boy, Chris Calloway.
You said you were great,
beyond great and you are.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
♪ Get it right
♪ Everybody's workin'
for the weekend ♪
[crowd shouting]
♪ Everybody wants
a new romance ♪
- Say hi to my new roommate.
- Oh yeah.
- You gonna sing, new roommate?
- What? Under these
circumstances?
Pssh.
- What's the matter, you're
too good to lose at karaoke?
- Yes.
- Let's go check the schedule.
- Oh okay.
[rhythmic rock music]
[crowd shouting]
[crowd cheering]
- What is this?
The kitchen staff is gonna sing?
- [Steven] If we
get drunk enough.
♪ Baby
- All right, we got a very
special for you tonight.
We got an actual
singer in the house.
She's very amazing.
She's like all that
and a bag of chips.
She's so luscious.
She don't need no dip.
I learned that from
the kitchen staff.
Oh, you like that?
So Jeanine Baggins is her name.
[crowd cheering]
[smooth rhythmic music]
- Hey, got your daughter.
♪ Yeah
♪ Ooh
♪ Yeah
[Quincy laughing]
♪ Yeah
♪ Ooh
♪ Yeah yeah
[crowd clapping]
♪ Mmm
♪ I saw swirls of clouds
painted by the settin' sun ♪
♪ The first of warm breeze
on my wintered skin ♪
♪ The dark of the night
after a long hard day ♪
♪ Nothing compares to you
♪ Nothin' compares
♪ Ain't nothin'
but a love thing ♪
♪ 'Tween us baby
♪ Ain't nothin' but
a love feelin' ♪
♪ Drivin' me crazy
♪ Ain't nothin' but a love
♪ 'Tween us baby
♪ And lovin' you
is all I wanna do ♪
♪ A walk in Paris
on a moonlit night ♪
♪ Sound of the waves
and candlelight ♪
♪ I've been in love,
but it was never right ♪
♪ 'Cause nothing
compares to you ♪
♪ Nothing compares
♪ Ain't nothin'
but a love thing ♪
♪ 'Tween us baby
♪ Ain't nothin' but
a love feelin' ♪
♪ Drivin' me crazy
♪ Love feelin' 'tween us baby
♪ And lovin' you
is all I wanna do ♪
♪ Whoa ain't nothin'
but a love thing ♪
♪ 'Tween us baby
[soft romantic music]
[Jeanine chuckling]
[birds chirping]
- [Chris] Nah.
You're not.
- [Jeanine] Mm-hmm.
- No, you won't.
- Yup.
- Mm-mmm.
- Yup.
What are you doin'?
- Nothin'.
You look like a
little girl, you know?
You must've been so cute.
- Oh yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
- You're cute.
- Mm-mmm.
- Mm-hmm.
- You think?
- Mm-hmm.
The other night when you
asked me if I was a singer,
I knew we'd be here.
Did you?
- No.
Not really.
I mean after the party
outside of Nancy's, I thought
yeah, maybe.
- Yeah, I'm glad I'm here.
Your eyes are so green
and so beautiful.
They're a little sad though.
- They look sad to you?
- Yeah.
- Where you goin'?
- Goin' to sleep.
- No, you can't.
- I'm going to sleep.
Yes.
[chuckles] No?
- No.
- No?
- Not yet.
- Oh no. [chuckles]
- Hey Quincy, are they
still servin' string beans
with the special tonight?
- We 86ed 'em.
Asparagus.
- Hey white boy, what you
want on your hamburger, man?
- Nigga, I look white to you?
- No, I'm sorry.
You just sound it. I'm sorry.
[Quincy chuckling]
- Fuck you.
You know, I can't wait
'til I'm bartendin'
so I don't have look
at your sorry ass.
- Oh, you gon' bartend?
- Who's a bartender?
- Steven say he's bartendin'.
- I didn't say I was bartendin'.
- Yes, you did. Yes, you did.
Yes, you did.
- Yes, you did.
- You nigga.
- John's gonna gimme
a drink list to study.
- [Quincy] Man, that's
all he gon' give you.
- Better look at your hair.
Ain't lettin' no black
bartender be in this place.
- No homosexuals either.
He ain't let Ethan do
it when he wanted to.
- Well that give him two reasons
not to let Steven's
soft ass bartend.
[both laughing]
- That's fucked up.
- If you niggas could
read a drink list
or read anything
else for that matter,
you wouldn't be stuck
behind that line
for 7.50 an hour.
- 7.50?
[bell dinging]
- I guess that makes
me a nigga too, right?
- Nobody's talkin' to you.
You're a manager.
- Yeah.
You a nigga's manager.
You'll lucky to make 8.50.
Good boy.
- But that's 'cause
I's can read.
I's what you call
an educated nigga.
- You better ease up on that.
There's no need for
you to use that word.
- [gasps] Y'all niggas mind
if I call y'all niggas?
- You?
Naw, nigga.
- Naw, niggah.
Just don't call
me nigger, nigger.
- Sellouts.
- You know?
Steven, what's that, nigger?
Hey. Hey.
Hey boy, how you want
this cheeseburger?
[Reggae hocking]
- [spits] He asked
you a question.
Oh, that's fucked up.
You gon' let him do
that shit to you?
- [Marcus] Reggae.
♪ The people want more
- Can't you read this?
Because you knows I's
can't read, you know?
- I think he says he
wants it well done.
- Well done.
- Well done.
[Quincy laughing]
- Charcoal black
like his nigga ass.
- Watch your mouth, Zambo.
♪ And before I'll be a slave
♪ I'll be buried in my grave
♪ And go home
♪ To my Lord
[subway train screeching]
[subway train clacking]
[patrons chattering]
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Where you goin'?
- Boston, Ken. [chuckles]
- That's very funny.
No really, where you goin'?
- Luther Vandross is
havin' some auditions
for some backup singers.
- Yeah, you, a backup singer?
No, you're kidding.
You're nobody's backup singer.
- That's nice.
I'm with you on that one.
- Listen, I understand my agent
sends me out on these meetings
for these soap operas.
- That's good money.
- Yeah, yeah.
So is waiting tables.
- Yeah.
- You know, I think we
should go out sometime.
- Oh yeah? Why would that be?
- 'Cause call me crazy,
but I find you attractive
and I think you're
extremely talented
and you have a great voice.
- A great what?
- And you're funny.
- You know what? Could you do
me a favor and just back off?
Now?
- Okay.
Okay.
Why so hostile?
Okay, so you don't
find me attractive.
That's fine.
- Maybe I'm not at attracted
to your loose dick, all right?
Or maybe I'm involved
with someone.
- Who would that be?
Oh, lemme guess.
Lemme guess.
Is it some
playwright that happens
to hate my guts?
- Can I just-
- Huh?
- No, nevermind.
Nevermind.
- No, no.
What?
- No, I was just wondering
if this is the same approach
you used to get his
ex-girlfriend in bed.
- Lemme tell you somethin'.
There was a time when
Chris Calloway and I
were very good friends,
way before Leslie even
came into the picture
and Chris Calloway had a
looser dick than even me.
[chuckles] And another
thing, sweetheart,
you got a glorious ass.
But you ain't no fuckin' Leslie.
- Yeah, well that may be.
By the way, when you just
pressed up against me?
Sweetheart, you ain't no Chris.
Ciao.
[smooth sax music]
♪ Sang all my life.
- What do you need?
- Stoli screwdriver.
- You trainin' that
girl tomorrow night?
- No, Thursday.
- Trainin' who?
- A new bartender.
- I thought some girl who used
to work here was comin' back.
- What girl?
- Aw, shit!
I fuckin' told John
I wanted to bartend.
He gave me a fuckin'
drink list and everything.
- Steven, Steven,
Steven, Steven.
Steven. Steven, hold on.
Steven, hold on.
- [Steven] Kick that
motherfucker, man.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Lemme handle it.
Please listen. Stop, stop, stop.
Don't do this.
Please, you will have nothing.
No job, no bartendin', nothing.
You'll have nothin'
but student loans.
Stop.
- I'll sue him.
- Okay.
All right. Look, if I can't
get you behind the bar,
I will testify on your behalf.
- Go.
- Okay.
- I don't believe this.
- Yeah, well you
better believe it.
Now I'm tired of this shit.
First with Andy and now you.
Call that girl and tell
her not to show up.
- [John] I can't do that.
Where the fuck do you
get off comin' in here
puttin' a gun to my head?
You don't tell me what to do.
- [Chris] I'm tellin'
you right now.
If Steven doesn't
bartend, I won't
and I won't do it gracefully.
- Whassup?
- I've been here for
four years, John.
I've a lotta regulars, man.
I'll fuckin' blackball you.
- I give a shit.
Go on, take the fuckin' losers.
Like they'd be loyal to you.
- I'll call Bob tell 'em
down at headquarters.
I'll call Arnold
Diaz at CBS News.
I'll come in every night.
And every time you come
near the service bar,
I will scream out racist.
[rhythmic ska music]
[phone ringing]
- I cannot believe this shit.
Fuckin' playwright
puttin' a gun to my head.
Fuckin' playwright.
- Do the right thing, we
all get on with our lives.
- Fuck you.
Shit.
All right.
All right.
I'll talk to him
in a few minutes.
You tell Steven to
come in here in 15.
But you train his ass right.
No free porn bullshit,
you got that clear?
- I'll make him a company man.
You're gonna be proud, John.
- Fine.
End of subject.
Don't mention it again.
- Just make sure my schedule
doesn't suddenly change
like a shit detail, all right?
I've seen it happen.
- You have been here too
long, that's for sure.
- Yeah.
One more thing:
what about Ethan?
- Don't push me, Calloway.
Unless you want him
to have your job.
- You want me out?
- So?
- So learn your drinks.
I start training
you tomorrow day.
- Hey Reg.
- Thanks, man.
- You got it.
Go knock on the door
in about 15 minutes.
You'll be set.
- I owe you one.
- No, you don't.
[water trickling]
Hey.
- Hey.
So what happened in there?
- [sighs] I gave my notice.
- Good for you.
C'mere.
That was a good
thing that you did.
[soft solemn music]
[dog barking]
[Chris muttering]
- Hey, that's too big.
Where's the scale?
- Hm?
C'mon, I don't know
where no scale at, man.
I know what I'm doin'.
- Yo, eight ounces,
motherfucker.
Find the damn scale.
- Come on, Reggae.
I know what's up, man.
- Yo if Johnny comes in here
and sees that there's no scale,
it's my ass.
- I won't let Johnny
touch your ass, man.
I promise.
- Ethan.
- I'm not in the
mood, all right?
I heard about Steven
and I'm pissed.
I mean Steven?
On top of that,
Lenore's requesting that
I don't bring Robert
to the wedding.
So you know, I'm already
having a shit day.
- Ethan.
Look, c'mere.
This'll really cheer you up.
In about two weeks, you are
gonna be training to bartend.
- What? How?
- I told John you
should bartend.
- [Ethan] You told him?
- [Chris] Yeah.
I also told him I'm
retiring from JT's.
- You're leaving?
- Yeah, yeah.
It's time.
Anyway, you're bartending.
- Fucking Kodak moment here.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Eight ounces, motherfucker.
Get that scale.
- Hey yo Chris,
me and Quincy are gonna
go hang out tonight.
You wanna come?
- I can't.
Jeanine's first night
at the new apartment.
- Okay, I feel so terrible
and so, so, so, so sorry.
It's Ted, okay?
It's not me.
You know what he's like.
You know what his friends
are like, all right?
I am so, so sorry.
- Lenore, it is okay.
It's your day, not mine.
- No, wait.
Can you please forgive me?
I want you there, okay?
You.
That's what's important.
You know that.
Oh 'kay.
- I will be there
without a date.
- [Nancy] Hey Lenore, you
know what I was thinking?
- What?
- Seats available,
capons already paid for.
- Oh, very good.
Jeanine, you are
officially invited.
- I don't know.
You think it's a good idea?
- Yes.
- Yes.
It's great. [chuckles]
Chris.
- Oh good.
- Great, good.
You know what?
Janine is coming to
the wedding with Ethan.
- 'Kay.
- That's great.
'Cause you know, he
told me yesterday
that he wished that he had
an RSVP for this one person
'cause he wanted to bring you.
- Well that kills two capons.
- Well I'm gonna be
workin' that day,
so I guess I'll see
you at the reception.
- That's okay, right?
- Yeah, that's cool.
- Yeah, that's great.
This is a great idea.
Such a good idea.
All right you guys.
I'll see ya later.
Muah. Okay, bye. [vocalizes
"The Wedding March"]
- [screams] So exciting.
- I hate playin'
the straight man.
- Okay, I guess I
need a new dress.
- Let's go get you moved in.
- Right.
You sure it's okay?
- Yes, absolutely.
- You sure?
- Mm-hmm, yeah.
- Okay, we'll see you tonight.
- Bye.
[rhythmic rock music]
- [Reggae] I think you have
a big trouble with authority.
Do you know why?
Because I'm taller.
That's why you're
upset about. What?
What was it?
- Where are you
guys goin' tonight?
- [Jeanine] You got it?
- [Nancy] Tilt it back a little.
Okay.
That's good.
It's just me.
- [Jeanine] I'm in.
♪ Tada
Okay, follow me.
- Ooh, champagne.
- Courtesy of JT McClure's.
- Mmm, okay.
So is this her,
Chris's ex-girlfriend?
- [grunts] Where?
Yeah, that's her.
That's Leslie.
- Ugly girl.
- Okay, a toast.
To my new roommate,
Jeanine Beggins:
future recording star.
- Thanks.
[glasses clinking]
- Best of luck.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Right up the block.
- We go. We go.
We go. We go.
Yo. [chuckles]
- What's up, man?
- What's happenin', nigga?
Unlead.
Thank you.
- What, like he doesn't
understand English or somethin'?
You don't speak the language?
- You never know nowadays.
Right? You never know nowadays.
All these people comin' over.
- [Quincy] I'm
not involved, man.
[Reggae chuckling]
- [Reggae] Look at him.
- What the hell, man?
It's past his bedtime.
- Yeah, I guess they go to
school early around here.
- Thank you oh so much.
- Beautiful, man.
It's beautiful.
- Oh, you are so right.
They smell very nice.
Here you go.
Have a nice night.
Alrighty, check ya later.
- [Chris] Shut up.
- Check ya later.
That was 'cause he
told to shut up.
- Shut up, man.
- Fuckin' bitch.
You happy?
Gonna have fun.
- Let's go.
- [Reggae] We're gonna party.
♪ Invisible
♪ Untouchable
♪ Invisible.
- So.
♪ When I look
- What was I just saying?
- Can I ask you a question?
- Shoot.
- Do you drink this
much all the time?
- Mm-mmm, only on
special occasions
like Monday through Sunday.
I'm kidding.
Why, is it a problem?
- Well yeah, to be honest,
I had a bad experience
livin' with somebody who was-
- You don't have to
worry about that.
Ask Lenore, ask Leslie.
I am a great roommate.
- Leslie.
Leslie,
on-the-refrigerator Leslie.
- I told you.
I didn't tell you that?
- No, you didn't.
- Shit.
[smooth rhythmic music]
♪ Hustlin' days
- [Quincy] Why you
rollin' in here, man?
- Why we rollin' in here, man?
- Tradition.
- See, this guy's pops was
born in this lot right here
by where the
refrigerator box is.
- Little higher though,
like on the fifth floor
on a kitchen table.
- Yeah, the building got
burned down durin' the riots.
My old man was born
two blocks that-a-way
on a different kitchen table.
Friday night, Jack Calloway
met a girl from Pittsburgh.
We used to watch all the
trains disappear from sight.
And she told her friends, "One
day, I'ma be on that train."
- That was beautiful, man.
But can we get the
fuck outta here?
Somebody gon' jack us.
- You all paranoid and shit.
I haven't even smoked yet, yo.
- I ain't paranoid, man.
Let's just get the
fuck outta here.
- So did your mom ever find
what she was lookin' for?
- Nah, I think she mighta
took the wrong train.
♪ My world won't let me go
- You ain't better be
gettin' this shit before me.
♪ We could be together
- [Quincy] Yo thank
god so fuckin' cool.
- [John] This is John English.
How can I help you?
- Oh, hey John.
It's Jeanine.
Yeah, I was just wonderin'
if Chris was there.
Okay.
Yeah, thanks.
Bye.
♪ Yo, I'm stayin' where
we gettin' crazy love ♪
♪ My noisy neighbors live
just above me up in 13-A ♪
♪ There's drama e'ryday
♪ The Super say he gon'
fix the heat for sure ♪
- You like that, right?
- How you doin', huh?
- Whatever he like.
- Could you keep it long
on top, short on the sides?
♪ I never knew love like
this could ever exist ♪
- Mm-mmm.
- Okay.
- Blowfish.
- It's funny.
Growin' up, I used to
love Italian girls.
After Leslie and I broke up,
I took this Italian girl out.
And 30 seconds into the date,
she's tellin' me about how
her car stereo got robbed
by a bunch of,
you know.
- What?
Niggas?
- Yeah.
- What, you can't say the word?
- Nah, man.
My whole life, I grew up
hearin' that fuckin' word
in my house every day.
My old man's a good guy.
But that word, man, was
always comin' outta his mouth.
- Lemme ask you somethin'.
You're drivin' along, right?
A white dude cuts you off.
You're pissed, right?
Same scenario, Black
dude cuts you off.
What you thinking?
- That I got cut off.
- That's some bullshit, man.
- No, no.
- That is some bull.
You see that
motherfucker over there?
He call me nigga
30, 40 times a day.
If I ever need anything,
if I ever needed backup,
I'd call him before I call
you because I trust him, man.
I mean y'all be
trippin' over this word.
I don't even...
It ain't that big of a deal.
I mean I think it's
just your own guilt
comin' back to haunt your ass.
But I don't even think
that's your problem, man.
I know you got a good heart.
I don't know.
I think your motivation,
your racial motivation
comes from the pussy.
Black pussy namely.
- Nah, man.
I don't know about that.
- Hey man, you can deny it.
Teach your kids though, man.
Teach your kids right.
And from what I can see,
your kids gon' be Black.
You don't wanna end up
like your father, right?
- [Hooker] Hey babe,
you wanna go out?
Wanna go out honey?
- Whoa, Quick Draw McGraw.
What's up, man?
Can we leave now?
- Next.
[Quincy chuckling]
[intriguing rhythmic music]
- [Quincy] Mmm, mmm, mmm!
Chocolate M&Ms.
[phone line ringing]
- [Jeanine] Hello?
- [Chris] Hi.
- [Jeanine] Where are you?
- [Chris] Home.
I you know, just went out
with Reggae and Quincy.
- [Jeanine] Oh.
Okay, so are you comin' over?
- [Chris] Um.
No, I got Reggae
on the couch here.
- Yeah, I got Nancy on the
couch over here passed out.
She's an alcoholic.
- [Chris] Yeah, she is.
- [Jeanine] Thanks
for tellin' me.
- [Chris] You took the apartment
before I had a chance to tell-
- Yeah, before you had
a chance to tell me
that your ex-girlfriend
used to live here.
And your not comin' over tonight
has nothin' to do
with that, right?
I mean because you'll be
by tomorrow night, right?
Right?
- [Chris] I don't know.
- You don't know.
- [Chris] No, I don't know.
- You don't know
when I'm stupid.
[intriguing rhythmic music]
[Chris sighing]
- [Actress] I swear you
just say these things
to drive me away,
to make me feel bad.
- I'm drivin' you away?
You had all afternoon,
you had dinner
and you bring it up now.
You bring it up now when
I'm tryin' to play with you.
Who's drivin' who away?
Tell me.
Look, if you wanna go
to church, that's fine.
But don't ever think you're
gonna drag my ass down there.
Now I'm goin' to the
bathroom to jerk off.
Pray for me.
What do you think?
Be truthful.
- Truthfully?
When I close my eyes, the
dialogue sounded great.
Truthfully, I've worked
a year and 1/2 on a play
that I will never be
able to watch objectively
'cause I gave it to you, Kurt.
Trusting you to make
something great out of it.
You know what? The rest of
the world may find it great.
I hope they do.
But unless God who I was
trashing in that scene
drops a safe on this
motherfucker, I am fucked.
- Chris, c'mon.
- Maybe God'll help
you write an ending.
- I'm gonna leave
right now because
as usual God is smiling on you.
- Okay, let's take a break.
- Is this girl even Black, huh?
Tell me that.
- Chris, keep working on the
ending and keep away from here.
- Done.
- [Kurt] Okay,
let's start again.
[servers chattering]
[soft intriguing music]
- Is that a charge?
No personal calls.
- Yeah, name is Louis.
Okay, hurry.
Look John, you might
have to call the cops.
- What?
- Well my ex-boyfriend's here
and there's a restraining
order against.
- He's at the bar.
- [snaps] Guys.
[siren wailing]
[police radio chattering]
- I can't tell.
[soft intriguing music]
[siren wailing]
- Lemme just talk to her!
Jeanine, I'm goin' away!
Jeanine!
- What'd he do?
- I think it's
Jeanine's ex-boyfriend.
He like hit her or something.
- I just wanted to talk!
- What?
- Take it easy.
- I love you!
[soft intriguing music]
[police radio chattering]
- He was this
amazin' bass player.
Sweetest guy in a while.
[siren wailing]
Except he had a
terrible coke habit.
He hit me one time
and I was outta there.
- Where'd he hit you?
- He wanted to pawn his bass,
so I hid it so he
couldn't find it.
Look, I know I shoulda told you.
It's just that I'm not used
to talkin' about my past.
I know you used to be
in with a nice girl.
- You are nice girl.
- Yeah, well I ain't no virgin.
I know that she was.
I don't know much
more than that.
I wasn't tryin' to be nosy.
Maybe I was.
I'm sorry.
- Let me tell you
somethin', all right?
When I met Leslie, she was a
virgin and she was religious
and I was neither.
And
after we slept together,
there was this period of time
that she'd make me feel guilty
for takin' her virginity.
Take and give.
You know me, I just lost it.
I paid 30 bucks to a hooker
on 11th Avenue years ago.
I'm not proud of it, you know?
I'm not ashamed of it.
It's just part of my past.
Everyone has one.
- I don't wanna scare
you or anything,
But I think I'm fallin'
in love with you.
[soft solemn music]
Don't run, okay?
Okay, don't feel like
you have to say anything.
Just don't run.
[Lenore moaning pleasurably]
- I can't believe
you'd give up after
marry some guy that
won't go down on you.
So apparently
Leslie's gonna take her
boyfriend to the wedding.
- Yes.
- Well that should
be very interesting.
- Yeah.
Look, Kenny.
I know you wanna come to
the wedding with Nancy.
But considering I didn't
send you an invitation,
you didn't get the
hint from that.
Just get the idea
out of your mind.
I don't need to see
you on my wedding day
so I can feel like a slut, 'kay?
- Is that how I make you feel?
- Just don't show up
at my wedding, Kenny.
[water pattering]
[Chris laughing]
- I'm sorry.
I usually can't stand to
be anywhere near your food.
Kinda weird, isn't it?
- Funny guy.
- Oh shit.
Shit, shit. I forgot about that.
Think you could help me out?
Help me out. Help me out.
See that guy right there?
That's Wallace's nephew.
He's come here
for Sanchez's job.
No, no, no, no.
All you need to do is give
him some bullshit interview
and then tell him to come
back tomorrow at 4:00.
- No, I'm not. I'm not.
- Yo, I got a party
of like 20 people.
C'mon, be a company man.
I'll make ya a steak.
Honey mustard peppercorn.
♪ Your armpiece
♪ Then we continue
♪ Plus I won't stop 'til your
whole frame is deceased ♪
♪ Aiyo man, all
your fire stations ♪
♪ Cause these rappers
burn through molecules ♪
♪ It's possible rockin' you
♪ From your pores
to your follicles ♪
- How you doin'?
- [Al-Tarique] I'm aight.
- Al-Tarique Williams.
You're Wallace's nephew, huh?
How's he doin'?
- He aight.
- I see you dishwashed before.
That's great.
The guy Sanchez is
goin' back to Ecuador.
♪ Would be extraordinary
♪ We toured through every fort
♪ And many thought we
couldn't motivate ♪
- Wallace was a great cook.
♪ Ain't nothin' personal
♪ It's just your flow we hate
♪ Backdraft
- All right, well can you
come back tomorrow at 4:00?
- Look, man. I can't
work 'til Monday.
- Look, you're not
hired yet, all right?
So I'd like you to
come back tomorrow
without this homie look,
without the bubble gum, okay?
You're gonna speak to a man
named Ray Garinger, okay?
He'll tell you whether
you're hired or not.
♪ Fluctuate
♪ Great dictation with them
- Nice to meet you.
♪ It's amazin' what be
comin' out the projects ♪
♪ Like suburban
families cleanin' out
they hallway closet ♪
♪ Deposit right into
sockets of wannabe ♪
- Thanks.
- You know, Jeanine's in
love with me, I think.
I mean she said she
thought she was.
- How nice for you, yo.
- [exhales] What do
you think about that?
- What do I think about that?
I think
there are girls that you love
and there are
girls that you fuck
the first night standin' up.
- I don't know why I
tell you anything really.
- I don't know why you
tell me anything either.
- I mean what's your
longest relationship?
- 20 minutes tops.
- Exactly.
- Yeah.
- So you think she's no
good because of that.
- No.
See, that's not what I said.
- What're you sayin'?
- What I said-
- Stupid.
- What I said
was that she just
ain't.
- Don't say it.
- What?
- What?
Leslie?
No, I wanna know your
opinion for real.
What?
- Stop.
Yo, I have no opinion.
I have no opinion.
I just wanna get high please.
[soft solemn music]
- Look, I have two
questions, all right?
[Reggae sighing]
One.
Lemme.
Is she?
Am I happy she's
in love with me?
And two, could I be
in love with her?
[soft solemn music]
[crickets chirping]
- No. See, that's
just one question
'cause the one that
answers the other.
'Cause if you're happy,
then it means you could.
- That's true.
That's true.
You know, I slept
through those auditions.
Maybe I could just sleep
through this wedding tomorrow.
[Chris sighing]
- Yo, could I confess
somethin' to you?
- Yeah, man. What?
- I love weed.
I've always loved her.
- I know, man.
I'm not blind.
- [Reggae] Oh, we're out.
You got the-
- [Chris] Nope.
Damn, it's nice out.
[classical wedding music]
[soft organ music]
[guests chattering]
- Leslie.
Leslie, c'mere.
I wanna show you somethin'.
- [Guest] You stole the wedding.
You just looked too good.
- Why didn't you tell me?
You look beautiful.
- Thank you.
- [Guest] Whatever.
[guests chattering]
[birds chirping]
- That was a 10 on the
uncomfortable-ometer.
Did he notice?
- Yeah.
- You should've told him.
[soft romantic music]
[guests chattering]
♪ I used to think
love was blind ♪
♪ Looking here and there
as I try to find anyone ♪
♪ That I thought
♪ Was right for me
♪ You see when your eyes meet
♪ Your heart beats
♪ Your knees shake
♪ Your soul awakes
♪ You come alive
♪ You know inside your
destiny has arrived ♪
♪ We live in each other like
a child and his mother ♪
♪ United eternally
♪ We are one
♪ You and me
♪ Like a bird with a tree
♪ We are one
♪ You and I
♪ Like the stars in the sky
- Come right back.
- Okay.
- [Guest] Come right back.
- Hey.
- Finally.
Hello.
- Yo, what's up?
How you been?
- Hey.
- What's goin' on?
- I thought you
fell off the earth.
- No, I've been busy, bro.
You know what I mean? I
got like a real job now.
You know what I mean?
You got no manners at all.
Hi, I'm Frank.
- Jeanine.
- How are ya?
You cannot be with this guy.
- [chuckles] No.
- This is my wife Margaret.
- Hi.
- Hey, what's up?
- I love your dress.
- Oh, thank you.
- So where's Chris?
I wanna see him. Where's he at?
- He's not here?
- [Frank] I don't know.
- Chris is late. That's weird.
- [Frank] His name's over here.
- Very weird.
- Wild stuff.
- Wild?
- [Margaret] Where's Chris?
- So tell me, man.
Tell me.
You still jerkin' off
five times a day or what?
- Frank.
- No, I was down to three.
I got a patch now.
- He's got a patch. [chuckles]
Did I tell you he was a fizzer?
- Yeah, you did.
- So what happened
to Kevin Kennedy?
- Oh, you didn't hear?
Company moved him
down to Atlanta.
He got like a big promotion
or somethin' like that.
That fucked up?
Yo, lemme get you a drink.
What do you want? I'm
gonna get a drink.
You want somethin'?
- Yeah. Yeah, whatever.
Scotch.
- Scotch?
Cool, you good?
You want somethin'?
- I'm fine.
- Fine?
Honey?
- Vodka.
- [Frank] You got it.
[guests laughing]
- [Ethan] Man, she look good.
- Yeah.
- Cheers.
- C'mon. Guess we're
not usin' the phone.
- [Jeanine] Please
leave a message.
Thanks.
- [Automated Voice]
You have no messages.
♪ A mobile phone
- there you go.
Squeeze of lime, right?
- One more hit.
One more hit.
- All right, one more?
- Thanks very much, pal.
♪ Had to work all day
♪ And listen what I got to say
♪ Baby, keep smilin'
♪ You know the sun is shinin'
[singers vocalizing]
♪ Baby, keep smilin'
- [Jeanine] I've
gotta get outta here.
- Aren't you gonna kill him?
- Can I borrow your car?
- And drive?
You want me to go get Reggae?
- No.
No, I'll just take a cab.
- Aren't you gonna kill him?
[guests chuckling]
- Hey.
- Hey.
- I love your dress.
- You look beautiful.
Both of you, excuse me.
[rhythmic swing music]
- Like your dress.
- [Jeanine] Fuck you.
[rhythmic Italian music]
[door slamming]
[guests clapping]
[guests shouting]
- [Leslie] How
you doin', Reggae?
- The same please.
- Seltzer with lime.
- [Bartender] Okay.
- Yeah.
- I'm still straight-lace.
What can I say?
- Here you go.
- Well guess you finally
got what you wanted, right?
- Thank you.
[light switch clicking]
- How'd you get in here?
Leave it here.
So you finally made
it to the apartment.
Which room was hers?
- Your room.
- Where you deflowered
her no doubt.
You know, you owe me money
for the cab I took, all right?
25 bucks.
I should charge your
ass for the dress too.
- It's like 17.
I've only got 17.
- No, don't do that.
Don't do that.
Don't drink in my apartment!
Get out!
- I gotta talk to you.
- Not now you don't.
God, I am really stupid, okay?
I shoulda run from you,
another frickin' loser.
- I just tried to go
to the wedding and-
- [Jeanine] Just get out!
- Please lemme just tell you.
- You don't have to
tell me anything, okay?
You can just write it down,
roll it up in a
ball and swallow it.
Just get out!
Hitting me woulda hurt less.
[door banging]
- I just mean look, if
I'm facin' this way-
- Yeah.
- I just wanna face out.
- All right, whatever
feels right for you.
It looks good.
I mean whatever feels natural.
- Yeah.
- It's your ending.
You won't be seein' me.
♪ Do you remember the
way that I kissed you ♪
♪ Baby
♪ And the feel of my
breath on your skin ♪
♪ Yeah, I can
remember the nights ♪
♪ That you were
beggin' me for more ♪
♪ Well sugar, you know
every fairytale must end ♪
♪ All I'm sayin' is goodbye
♪ And you know the reason why
♪ I had enough
♪ All I'm sayin' is goodbye
♪ And you know the reason why
♪ I've had enough
♪ Goodbye
♪ Whoa
♪ Ooh
[crowd cheering]
♪ Oh goodbye
♪ Goodbye baby
♪ Ooh
- [Reggae] Woo!
Go Jeanine!
[crowd cheering]
- Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.
Someday you'll be sayin',
"I saw her back then."
[crowd cheering]
[Kenny retching]
- [Nancy] Oh god.
- Don't touch me.
Don't touch me.
Oh god. [retches]
I know everyone
fuckin' hates me.
I know that.
- [Nancy] No, everybody
doesn't hate you, Kenny. Okay?
- No one's goin' to
the fuckin' play.
- Everybody doesn't hate you.
- The wedding.
- Kenny, everybody
doesn't hate you, okay?
- Oh, don't touch me.
- Sorry. We're
coming to the play.
Right, Ethan?
- Yes, we're coming.
Please stop vomiting.
[Kenny retching]
- [Nancy] Get it all out.
That's good.
[Kenny retching]
- Our specialty for tonight
is blackened swordfish.
We'll be serving that with
a free bottle of wine.
Red or white, Jen?
- [Jen] Whitefish, red meat.
- And Kenneth Baker
joins as tardy.
But we'll forgive him because
he has just landed a role
on a soap opera in Los Angeles.
[servers applauding]
What's the man of the show?
- "Days of Passion".
- Oh my god, that
is my favorite show.
- Really?
- [John] And what's
the name of the role?
- Dakota.
- Dakota. That's right, Dakota.
Well let's give him a big hand.
[servers applauding]
Now Kenny's gonna be
leaving us after the play
which brings us finally to
our resident playwright,
Chris Calloway
who will be bartending
his final night tonight
at JT McClure's.
Let's give him a big hand.
Come on, six years.
Congratulations.
- Thanks, John.
[smooth bossa nova music]
[patrons chattering]
- [Patron] Just consider it.
- Why can't you just be happy?
- I don't know.
- Can I get you anything?
- [Patron] Yeah,
another white wine
and I'll have
another swig after.
Thanks.
♪ And robbin' those
that are fine ♪
♪ Backdraft
♪ Engine engine number 17
♪ Mic the gasoline
to pass the team ♪
♪ And lead us to
the finish line ♪
♪ On a domination tip 'cause
you tried livin' mine ♪
♪ Give it time
♪ And you can spray it
with murderous rhymes ♪
♪ I burn the world
♪ Like rims on cars,
rooftoppin' with Tupac ♪
♪ My havoc jam traffic
♪ Leavin' thoughts
gridlocked for two blocks ♪
♪ For 22 blocks
[smooth bossa nova music]
- [Reggae] So DB
Cooper, what's what?
- What's what?
In roughly five hours,
I'm outta this hellhole.
That's what's what.
- What happened?
You saw your ex
getting freaked out?
- Yeah, somethin' like that.
And when I finally stumbled in,
guess who's waiting
in my apartment.
Leslie.
- What'd she have to say?
- Said a lotta things.
- Yeah?
I gotta go.
What you doin' later?
- I don't know. I got
this nice bottle on ice.
What's the matter? You're not
interested in my conversation?
- Oh no. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
But you know, the
meter's runnin' and shit.
We could meet at
the bench later.
- All right, you could. Yeah.
- You all right?
- Man, I'm fine.
You know, I got my play ending.
I got five more hours I'm
outta this fuckin' purgatory.
Everything's great, man.
Everything's great.
- All right.
Later.
You know that part in the play
where he talks about what he
wants to be when he was little?
Nobody wants to be a line cook.
I like it here.
[smooth bossa nova music]
- Yo, I'll see you on the bench?
- Yeah, bring your stoneware.
- [Nancy] Now that's
irony for you.
- Excuse me?
- I remember the first
night that you worked here.
You went out on a bench
and you got stoned.
And now here it is
four years later.
You're the playwright, c'mon.
- In 10 years from now, where
are you gonna be, Nance?
- Here, maybe.
Married,
drunk.
I'm not sure.
But I'm not gonna be miserable.
Where are you gonna be?
Better still, where
is she gonna be?
Chris.
I love you.
And when you drink, you
have been mean to me.
God.
It's all right. It's all right.
I wanted you to know that.
[smooth bossa nova music]
[intriguing rhythmic music]
[seagulls squawking]
- [Actress] You have no
idea how much I want to.
- [Dakota] Look,
I understand that.
I do. I respect that.
You know, I've only ever
been with people
a couple of times.
And it's like
I'm afraid to be with you.
- Why?
- Because you scare me.
- [Actress] Are you gonna leave?
- I don't know. I don't.
You see, I can't live
without sex at this point
and you say it's blackmail
and I say it's a fact.
But I'll tell you something.
I'll tell you
something in my heart.
I don't feel wrong.
- You're not wrong.
I'm ready.
- Are you sure?
- I know I love you.
And yeah,
I'm sure.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
[Reggae inhaling]
♪ Can I get a witness
♪ Ghetto people
[siren wailing]
- Thanks.
- Oh no. Don't leave.
Don't leave. Just one sec.
- You got more money?
- Yeah.
- Well what?
- You're the most
beautiful thing.
- Listen, I got work.
- No, no, no, no.
- I gotta go.
It's late.
[soft solemn music]
- I don't believe this.
I don't believe this.
How did you get in?
- I still have the key.
- So I was wondering
you know, what you were doing.
- [Leslie] I'm getting married.
- 'Cause I never-
- Did you hear me?
- Yeah.
You're getting married.
- Thought I should come
here and tell you myself.
- Want a drink?
- No.
And I really wish you
wouldn't while I'm here.
- So when are you due?
- August 10.
- [Chris] This guy,
what's his name?
- [Leslie] James.
- James.
Right, James.
I bet mom loves him.
- You want me to go?
- No.
No.
[sighs] So James.
Do you love James?
- Yes.
- God bless you.
- I should go.
You know, when I first started
workin' at the restaurant,
I remember we were
all in non-smokin'
and everybody was smokin'.
Everybody except me, of course.
Kevin, Wallace
and Reggae, they were all there.
Guess it must've
been the first night
that Ethan brought Robert in
because they were all
makin' fun of him, you know?
Laughin' at him,
goin' up to him.
It was real mean.
Then you came in.
You weren't workin'
because you were wearin'
that beat-up leather jacket.
Guess you were checkin'
your schedule or somethin'
and you asked everybody
"What was so funny?"
and they told you.
And you said,
"Oh well.
At least they're not
goin' home alone."
And then you turned around
and you walked out the door
past the window.
In my heart,
I remember thinkin' to myself
who is that guy?
[soft solemn music]
And a week later, I kissed you
and there was lightning.
I guess.
I guess I started to feel like
Ethan and Robert must have.
No people staring,
her parents.
So I stayed in.
I thought we were
safe, you know?
- Why were you upset that time
when you found out
you weren't pregnant?
- I don't know.
I guess
I always felt like
I was losin' you.
You know,
I wanted to be married
and you didn't.
I wanted to stay in
that room with you.
I don't love him
like I love you,
but I still love you.
That's why I-
- You did somethin'
I'll never forgive.
- No.
That's why I did something
I'd never forgive.
- There's nothin' I'd forgive.
[soft solemn music]
There's nothin'.
- I gotta go.
He's waitin'.
[audience applauding]
- So good.
- [Attendant] What's up, man?
- [Reggae] Same as usual.
- [Attendant] Unleaded?
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Just take it.
Just.
[gun blasting]
♪ One, two, three, four
[crowd cheering]
- Congratulations.
- [Nancy] Oh my god,
that was awesome.
- That was great.
- You're scarin' the writer.
Don't hog him.
- I'm so proud of you.
[rhythmic rock music]
[guests chattering]
- You ready to work weekends?
- Absolutely.
- I agree.
You start Saturday.
- I like you better than you.
Huh? [chuckles]
Great.
Listen.
[rhythmic rock music]
[guests chattering]
- Can I get you somethin'?
- Coke.
- Go for it.
- Jeanine.
Hey look, I'm sorry.
Would you come here please?
I just wanna talk
to you for a minute.
What I did, I-
- Shouldn't have
been so unclear.
- Jesus, you're not.
You're not.
- I'm no good for you.
I mean I'm beautiful.
You never said that I was.
- Look, there are a lotta
things I haven't said.
You know, I wanna
make it up to you.
- You can't, all right?
- Look, I'm movin'.
I'm gettin' an apartment in
Manhattan and I want you to-
- What?
You better not say it.
- Damn, girl. [chuckles]
I mean I know you can
do better than that.
- Look. All right, Al-Tarique.
I'd appreciate it if you would
just get back to work, okay?
Please.
- Al-Tarique.
Basement's flooded again.
C'mon.
- Shit.
[rhythmic rock music]
[patrons chattering]
- 'Sup, man?
You all right?
- Yeah.
[singers vocalizing]
[phone ringing]
- [Kenny] John, you
got a call on line two.
- I got it.
Sign that.
This is John English.
How can I help you?
- No, no, no.
♪ Twist of your mouth and
a tear you've allowed ♪
- Bye.
♪ Believed to be true
♪ In an ignorant bliss
♪ There's a secret you missed
♪ Everyone knows it but you
- So rumor has it you
attended this evening.
- I did.
♪ Life slips away
- So?
♪ To sparkle and fade
♪ You're a bird oversea
- You were good.
♪ And a flower in bloom
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- You know, this may
be the first time
I ever leave this place alone.
♪ There's a stain
on your dress ♪
♪ And a mark on your neck
♪ And a mantra you stole
- We were friends once.
♪ And though you
feel you're exiled ♪
♪ Like a redheaded child
- I'll see you later.
- [Chris] Listen, don't let
them limit you out there.
- Likewise.
♪ Alive in your eyes
♪ A fragile religion
- Thanks, man.
♪ Of truth in disguise
♪ You're a gift more than good
♪ In a season renewed
- Excuse me.
Excuse me, folks.
We're sorry.
We're gonna have to ask
everybody to leave right now
and we'd also like
all the employees
to meet down in the prep room.
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
[rapper vocalizing]
♪ I'ma you up with
an exclusive ♪
♪ Joint got two
throws like on point ♪
♪ Bitch, niggas gettin' drowsy
♪ Droppin' to their knees like
♪ Shout to my queen's posse
[rhythmic hip-hop music]
- Could you ask him to turn
that down please, Quincy?
- Al-Tarique!
Al-Tarique!
Turn it down!
♪ Jargon threw a
jungle at a bargain ♪
♪ I'm hydro-sparkin'
- I just got a call.
Somethin' terrible.
Ray Garingers was killed.
- Oh Jesus.
- Oh my god.
- Oh my god.
- How?
- He was carjacked.
- Where?
- In Newark.
- Oh my god.
- Damn!
- What was he doin' in Newark?
- He's just lookin' for weed.
- I told him not
to go down there.
- Why, man? That's
where he's from, man.
That's where I'm
from. It's Newark.
- Not that part of Newark.
- Just lookin' for trouble.
- Always tryin' to be down.
- Had to be Black.
- What?
- What you say, faggot?
- All right, now that's enough.
- I wasn't talking to you.
- No, but I heard you
whisper like the bitch.
- Fuck you.
- What?
- Like the bitch you
are, motherfucker!
- Just shut up!
- Come on!
- How, John?
- Chris, I-
- How was he shot, John?
- He was shot in face
and the head a couple of time.
- [Nancy] Oh my god.
Oh my god. [weeps]
- Al-Tarique!
- What?
Damn, man. It ain't that loud.
You got me moppin' and
shit which ain't my job
and I can't even play my music.
- I gotta go.
- [Al-Tarique] Come on now.
- Excuse me.
- Oh my god.
- Man, you can walk around.
- [Chris] Please move.
- [Quincy] Al-Tarique,
move please.
- Why you gotta be all
screamin' at me and shit?
- [John] It's 11
o'clock now or 11:30.
We're gonna close this place.
- [Quincy] What was
he doin' in Newark?
- Get your bitch to move.
- What?
- Man, I wasn't talkin' to you.
- Say somethin'?
- Man.
What you got a problem, huh?
- [John] All right,
now let them out.
- What you eyeballin'
me for, huh?
What, you want somethin'?
You're so fuckin' ignorant.
You fuckin' want something?
- Nigger! [bashes]
- Wake up, wake up!
- Hey!
- Motherfucker, I'll kill you.
I'll fuckin' kill
you, you bitch.
Get the fuck off me!
Fuckin' nigger!
- Yo, ease up. Ease up.
Man.
Ease up, ease up.
[servers shouting]
- Fucking mother.
♪ To the pop rock Chevy Nova
♪ Gimme a chauffer
♪ A 20-foot leather sofa
♪ I'll feel any
closer the toaster ♪
♪ Rhyme the hit when
it's supposed to ♪
♪ Be 'til I D-I-E
of coaster nostra ♪
- Shit.
- God.
- Fucked up.
[Chris breathing heavily]
[soft solemn music]
- No. [weeps]
All my fault.
[Chris sobbing]
My fault.
- Ensure uncertain hope of the
resurrection to eternal life
through our Lord Jesus Christ,
we commend to almighty
God our brother Raymond
and we commit his
body to the ground.
Earth to earth, ashes
to ashes, dust to dust.
The Lord bless him and keep him.
The Lord make his
face to shine upon him
and be gracious unto him.
The Lord lift up his
countenance upon him
and give him peace.
Yea though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil.
- Fear no evil.
- [Both] For thou art with me.
Thy rod and thy staff
they comfort me.
- [Father] I'm sorry
he lost you, son.
[birds chirping]
- Your mom?
- Yeah.
- Where's your father?
- He's buried over that way.
- Why aren't they
buried together?
- Some family
bullshit, I don't know.
I mean they were
never really close.
My mom used to sleep
on the couch a lot.
So the fact that
they're buried apart is.
If someone did somethin'
or said somethin' that
they couldn't take back.
- When did you hear that
word for the first time?
See, most Black people remember
where they heard that
word for the first time,
but I guess you
wouldn't remember.
I should go.
- It was at the dinner table.
My father sat at
the dinner table.
Some rhyme, stupid limerick.
That's where I heard it.
You know, my mom wanted
me to be a writer.
- What did you wanna be?
- Right now, I just
wanna be happy.
- [Jeanine] Do you
think that you can be?
- You could make me happy.
- Yeah?
I don't believe that.
When did I make you happy?
- Many times.
That time you told
me about that guy
when you wouldn't
let him pawn his bass
'cause you knew how
important it should be.
That made me happy.
- Yeah, you know what
that got me, right?
- My heart.
You're so beautiful, Jeanine.
I know I never told you that
and I'm sorry, so sorry.
- You know, a week ago,
that might've meant
everything to me.
- What about now?
- Well it's nice but-
- I know it's just words.
I'm tired of words.
I gotta go visit my father.
- Yeah, I got this
ride waiting for me.
- I could give you a lift
if you wouldn't mind comin'
with me to visit him.
- Yeah, he'd like that.
[soft solemn music]
[birds chirping]
No, I should go.
Listen, the band that I'm with,
we're gonna be playing
in Hoboken next month.
Maybe you should come.
- Okay.
[smooth rhythmic music]
[birds chirping]