The Baron (1977) - full transcript
Black actor tries to make his own movie with an all-black cast, but to make it he's forced to borrow money from the Mafia. Complications ensue.
(dramatic beat music)
♪ The baron ♪
♪ Is comin' ♪
♪ Look out ♪
♪ Look out ♪
♪ He's coming ♪
♪ The baron ♪
♪ And his racing machine ♪
♪ Look out ♪
♪ He runnin' ♪
♪ A hero ♪
♪ Being pursued by his dreams ♪
♪ Look out ♪
(kids cheering)
(dramatic beat music)
- [Boy] Wow!
Wow, look at his car!
Wow, look at his car!
Look at his ride, man, look at this!
(boys shouting)
- [Boy] Wow!
(ominous music)
(man laughing)
(boys laughing)
(boys shouting)
- What're you doing here, little brother?
- I live here.
Nice automobile you got.
- Automobile?
Ha!
(man and boys laughing)
It's a jalopy.
- May we look at your jalopy?
- It's all yours.
- [Boys] Oh, wow!
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
(boys shouting)
Wow!
- [Little Brother] Cool!
- I bet you it isn't real.
- [Little Brother] I bet it is!
- Of course it's real, little brother.
I don't deal in toys.
- It must've cost a million dollars.
- If you've got enough money,
you can buy anything in the world.
- I bet you don't have
as much as my father.
- Oh, the world is full of
skeptics, little brother.
(man laughing)
- [Little Brother] Wow!
- [Boys] Wow!
(boy laughing)
(beat music)
♪ The baron ♪
- [Boys] Wows!
- Wow.
- [Boy] Wow, look at that.
♪ He's comin' ♪
- Just like mine.
- Wow!
- Who are you, mister?
(beat music)
♪ Look out ♪
- I'm Baron Wolfgang von Trips.
Racing car driver and hero to millions.
Ah!
Oh, I can't stand it!
I love it, I love it!
Wait till you see it with an audience.
Huh?
They gonna rip the seats apart.
It's better than anything
they got on Broadway.
Yeah, how do you like the time now, kid?
Huh?
They got niggers like
you going to see shit.
- Yeah, if you ever finish it.
- Look, just get the stuff over
to the screening room, huh?
- Hold it, Jason.
I need some money.
These people ain't gonna
work off of promises.
- Take a cab.
(camera snapping)
- [Man] Beautiful.
(pleasant beat music)
Smile.
(horn honking)
(camera snapping)
Okay.
One more.
Okay, take a break.
Leon.
(pleasant music)
- You wanna do it right here?
(woman laughing)
Huh?
Ah, sweet Caroline,
it's gonna be all right.
- How can you be sure?
What if he doesn't like it?
- What do you mean if he doesn't like it?
He'll love it.
And suppose he doesn't, huh?
So what.
Baby, don't no want monkey stop no show.
Hmmm?
And all you gotta do tonight, girl,
is look fantastic.
All right?
Huh?
Okay?
Okay?
- Deal, deal!
- Okay.
- Hey, man.
You better go downstairs
before your backer gets himself arrested.
- What?
Oh, Christ.
- [Man] Come on out here and talk to me.
- [Woman] Yeah, come on out here!
- [Man] What's happening?
- There are--
- Are you gonna let us
in here?
- No dogs allowed
in the screening room!
(dog barking)
- Kaiser,
out!
(Jason laughing)
- [Bald Man] Hey, little brother.
(Jason laughing)
- I see you brought
Lassie and Rin Tin Tin.
(women giggling)
Give me a minute.
(engine revving)
- What you gonna do?
- I'm gonna race right on
out of here, little brother.
(tires screeching)
(people laughing)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(women laughing)
(upbeat music)
So far, so good.
Did I tell you you look fantastic tonight?
- Did you talk about money, Jason?
- Not yet, sweetheart, give it time.
(people chattering)
- What're you waiting for?
- The right moment.
What're you worried about?
(Caroline laughing)
- You're amazing.
(people chattering)
(man laughing)
(upbeat music)
- Nigger, change your name
from Cokeman to Movie Man.
(girls laughing)
(upbeat funk music)
♪ Give me a little bit
of that nothing to last ♪
♪ Elegance came back in style again ♪
♪ People got along for awhile ♪
♪ Inside the diamond mine ♪
♪ Inside the diamond mine ♪
♪ Tell you something ♪
♪ I see glitter and ice ♪
♪ I'm doin' fine ♪
♪ And somewhere in your mind ♪
♪ There's a diamond mine ♪
♪ I see glitter and ice ♪
♪ You can do it twice ♪
♪ Somewhere in your mind ♪
♪ There's a diamond mine ♪
(people shouting)
(mellow funk music)
- Well wish me luck.
- Luck.
(Cokeman laughing)
- Come on in, little brother.
(Cokeman laughing)
Join the party.
- Hey, brother, how're doin'?
- My main, man.
- All right.
- Thanks, man.
- For what?
- For making me apart of all this.
It's gonna be everything you promised.
- Hey, man, wait till you
hear the rest of the music.
Sonny just finished the title song.
(Jason smooching)
- [Cokeman] Oh yeah!
- We might get a gold
album out of this, man.
Hang on to that.
- You really got your number
together, little brother.
When are we gonna see our
stuff on the silver screen?
- Well, we're almost out, man.
That's why I wanted you
to see what we got so far.
- I know what we got, Jason,
we got a beautiful movie.
- One more little shopping
bag and we're home free.
- Shopping bag, little brother?
- Not even a shopping bag.
Just a little baggie?
- Why don't you go and dance, baby?
- Okay, girls, everybody.
(swanky saxophone music)
- I must be totally out of it tonight.
Are you talking about a
shopping bag full of money?
- Little money, Cokeman, I'm
talking about little money.
- I don't know what
you mean, little money.
- 40 thousand dollars.
And that's it.
- 40 thousand dollars is little money?
- We don't need it all at once.
10 or 12 now--
- If 40 thousand dollars is little money,
12 thousand must be tiny, tiny money.
Who paid my 300 thousand dollars?
- Cokeman,
I am serious.
- I'm glad you are
because I want to ask you
a very serious question.
What if I wanted my money back tonight?
What would you do?
- [Jason] I haven't thought about it.
- Come on, pretend like
it's in your movies,
and I want my money back tomorrow.
- Well, we could try and
sell what we got already.
There's a guy on the coast I know
who makes deals with the studio.
Maybe we can get a negative pickup here.
- Magic words.
Negative pickup.
That means I get back my money?
- Yeah but--
- Do that!
- What are you talking about?
- I'm talking about my
money, little brother!
I want my money!
I want you to fly to California
in your pretty little party suit!
Hmmm?
Now!
♪ Seems like times that
money just won't last ♪
♪ Seems like times just won't last ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Going to the west to
see a friend he knew ♪
♪ Maybe with their help he
can see his way through ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Seems like time and
money just won't last ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man ♪
(birds chirping)
- Hi.
- [Jason] How is everything, Lone Ranger?
- Mighty fine.
Well, Mr. Producer, how
do you like Lotusland?
It sure makes New York
look real sick, doesn't it?
(Jason laughing)
- Yeah, I don't blame
you for living out here.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, boy.
I'm listening, man.
- Well can't you stop that thing?
- Oh come now, Jay.
I'm getting him for his show.
We can still talk, can't we?
(man chuckling)
- Show the film to anybody yet?
- Everybody who had to see it has seen it.
- Well, come on, man, what happened?
- They loved it.
It's a great story, it's really strong.
And Von Trip, he's like,
like a modern day Superman.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa now.
- [Jason] What kind of deal will I get?
(man chuckling)
- Now how would I know?
I haven't worked it out yet.
But what I'm saying, Jay, is
if you want a deal, you got it.
- Fantastic.
How soon can we start shooting?
- Well, Jay, I had a thought.
You know Bob Redford could
really play this part.
I mean, there's no reason this story
couldn't be about a white guy.
I mean, don't misunderstand me, bro.
You did an absolutely marvelous job.
But why limit ourselves?
- What do you mean?
- Well the big guy, he wants to,
well, he wants to start all
over again as a white movie.
And, Jay, let me tell you,
it's a much bigger
ballgame that way, really.
- I see.
- Well, what do you think?
- Well, as a would-be-star,
(Jason chuckling)
I'm not pleased.
But then again, as a producer,
well, why not?
And after all, it is your money.
- Oh,
Jay, they would like to
put on another producer.
- But you know I can handle it.
- Oh, come on, Jay, it's your
first film and it takes time.
Now don't be unfriendly.
Don't be unfriendly.
They just wanna have somebody
with a little more experience.
- And what do they have in mind for me?
- Why, you're gonna work
with the guy that takes over.
Whoa.
It's your baby, right?
- Right.
- And don't you worry about a thing, Jay.
You've got a job, I'll see to that.
Now what do you think?
You didn't know I could ride, did you?
Look at him.
What do you think of him?
- Oh, he's sure got you well trained, huh?
Motherfucker!
(horse neighing)
- Whoa, boy, whoa!
Whoa!
Hold it!
Oh, shit!
Hold it, boy!
(horse thudding)
(upbeat funk music)
♪ Come on in and get yourself down ♪
♪ You're moving with
the upbeat music sound ♪
♪ And put your red money
down on another round ♪
♪ Uh huh ♪
♪ And be a bright light
on the dark side of town ♪
♪ There ain't no need to
think that we ain't proud ♪
- Oh, Lord have mercy!
Come on down here!
(people shouting)
I want some (Cokeman speaking muffled).
How many champaign cocktails?
All right.
(Cokeman laughing)
(woman laughing)
Hey, Joey, my friend.
- You're so fancy, Cokeman.
So flamboyant.
- I'm just doing my thing.
Listen, Joey, join the party.
- Oh no, no.
I don't wanna spoil the party.
I'm not in a very festive
mood tonight, Cokeman.
- What's the matter, baby?
- I just received a
distressing piece of news.
As a matter of fact, if
it's not an imposition,
I prefer to go downtown.
Maybe you could cheer me up.
- No imposition, Joey.
Let's go, baby.
Now, listen, keep the party going,
order anything you want, have a good time.
I'm just gonna take a
little ride downtown.
Look at that!
(Joey humming tune)
(Joey speaking foreign language)
- Don't be shy with me, Cokeman.
You're my guest, order anything you want.
- I've already eaten, Joey.
(Joey chuckling)
- You make people look at
this table, I don't like that.
- What do you mean?
- Your silly outfit.
You see, people here aren't used to seeing
people who look like you.
They're looking at this
table, it makes me nervous.
- I'm sorry, Joey.
I lied to you, man.
I never set up any situation in Albany.
I bullshitted you, my friend.
- I think it's effeminate
to dress up the way you do.
You're all dolled up like a woman.
- I put the money you
gave me into a movie.
(Joey laughing)
(Cokeman laughing)
A movie, Joey.
(Cokeman and Joey laughing)
- I don't go to movies.
There's too much violence.
- I'll make it up to you, Joey.
I have a partner on the coast
who's negotiating a deal right now.
- Oh, a deal, huh?
- I got somebody on this, Joey.
And I'll have the money for you.
- Those people are still looking at me.
They're wondering who
this classy looking guy is
with that gaudy black fag.
- I'm not bullshitting
you this time, Joey.
I'm playing it straight.
And I'll pay you back every cent.
- You black joke.
You make people look at me
like I'm some sort of jerkoff.
That's what happens when I'm with you.
People look at me and I get upset.
- Yeah, I was a fool to pull a number
like that on you, Joey.
I'll pay you back every
cent, I swear to God.
(Joey laughing)
- You probably feel like
peeing in your pants right now, don't you?
That can't happen at
the table now, can it?
(ominous music)
(Joey laughing)
You know, I always wondered
what you looked like
under all those fancy clothes.
And you know what?
You're just a chubby little black man.
(guys laughing)
(ominous piano music)
(traffic whooshing)
You scared of heights?
I'm scared of heights.
What's that called?
Oh, acrophobia, that's it.
Why don't you climb over the side?
I can't do that but I bet you can.
- Come on, Joey, be serious.
- [Joey] Get out there,
I want you to do it.
- I can't do that.
- I want you to climb
out there, fashion play.
Or maybe you need some help.
(ominous piano music)
(traffic whooshing)
Woo-wee.
Well you certainly are
a brave man, Cokeman.
Mmm-hmmm.
I couldn't do that.
Point to where you live, Cokeman.
Show me where you live.
(eerie music)
Both hands.
- [Cokeman] Fuck you, man.
(Cokeman yelling)
- Now you've got one month
before I see you where you live.
And I tell you, faggot, I do
not want to make that trip.
(upbeat funk music)
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
- Blow the damn horn, man.
(horn honking)
(Jason groaning)
- What a coincidence.
- What a what?
You are good at ducking
phone calls, Jason.
- I just got back yesterday.
- I don't wanna hear that shit.
What happened in California?
- I turned them down, man.
- You what?
My goodness.
I guess I've got to explain to you
where it's at, little brother.
Let's go uptown.
Get out of this white neighborhood.
(melancholy drum music)
Remember when Rodney's Pool
Room used to be right there
and I used to meet your little gang?
Sell you reefer.
When was the last time
you was in your old
neighborhood, little brother?
(melancholy drum music)
- You never told me where
you got that money, man.
- Where the hell do you
think I got this money from?
A bank?
(intense music)
Hey!
(dog barking)
What happened in California?
- I told you, man, I turned them down.
(dog barking)
- Hmmm.
Fuck you.
(producer laughing)
(dog barking)
- Out!
Up, Russ, up!
(somber beat music)
- We'll know in a week.
- A week?
- Look, I can't rush it.
That's the fastest way to spook people.
- How do you figure you can
turn anyone down, Jason?
Why are you fucking with my life?
- [Jason] We'll know in a week, Cokeman.
- I hope so, little brother.
I guess you know best.
Check this out.
- [Woman] Help me!
Help me!
- This oughta be a real treat for you.
(woman shouting)
He's an animal.
(woman crying)
- Help me.
- Sooner or later that money comes to me.
That's what I do.
- I know what you're into.
- It's best you understand
the kind of people
you're dealing with, little brother.
Get out and help the lady.
Get out.
(engine rumbling)
(woman whimpering)
- Please help me, mister.
Please, mister,
please.
- Did Cokeman find you?
- [Jason] Yeah, he found me.
- Is he trouble, Jason?
(Jason chuckling)
- You've been seeing too many movies.
He's my investor, that's all.
Wanna know what happened.
- Did you tell him you
threw away an offer?
- Don't start that.
I know what I'm doing.
- Do you know we don't have the money
for the rent next month?
(Jason chuckling)
- The rent, the rent.
You think I'm just standing
around doing nothing.
I got appointments setup
throughout the week.
- Don't you ever get tired?
(Jason chuckling)
I'm tired
of worrying about one
crazy scheme after another
for eight years.
- [Jason] What do you want me to do?
- Well, for openers, we
don't have to live like this.
We could live on a smaller scale.
Anything.
We don't have to be Nick and Nora Charles.
What's the use?
Jason, what are you trying to prove?
- Hmmm.
- Jason.
(Jason moaning)
It's gonna be okay, baby.
(pleasant music)
- I wanna see the head nigger.
Sapphire.
How you do?
- I got your sapphire.
- I hope so.
Girl, when are you gonna
let me put you in pictures?
Got a whole audience out
there waiting to see you.
- Does he expect you?
- Bruce Brown!
The richest colored man
in town, come on out!
- Who that?
(Bruce sighing)
(Jason laughing)
(Bruce singing tune)
♪ Sometime Mr. Hollywood ♪
What's happening?
Damn, I'm surprised you're
still talking to me.
Damn.
- It's been some time, man.
Expanding your office.
- I'm always expanding my office.
- Meledandri suits.
♪ Mele-mele. ♪
- Gucci.
♪ Gucci ♪
(Jason speaking foreign word)
Yeah.
- You're the most decadent man I know.
- Sure, got to be.
- Nigger,
I bet you're wearing Gucci drawers.
- Bill Blass.
Silk.
$14.95 a pair, motherfucker.
- Go on.
- I got everything a nigger
ain't supposed to have.
There it is.
Check it out!
(Jason laughing)
Go on, go on, go on.
Shit.
(Bruce laughing)
I'll drink to that, you jive, jive dude.
Jive!
Oh, oh.
Oh, my.
Look, man.
If you need some money,
I'll lend it to you.
But I can't put any money in that movie.
- Okay, man.
Let me have two grand for my pocket then.
- I see.
Well.
I guess there won't be a problem.
But let me check with Hellen a little bit.
See, she's been blowing a
lot on the house lately.
I just got the yacht out the yard.
But I tell you what.
Just give me a few days, okay?
A few days.
- Hey,
sweetheart.
- Hmmm?
- I brought you your first client.
I set you up in business.
- I did you a few favors
since then, Jason.
(Jason laughing)
- A few favors?
- A few favors.
- Yeah, a few favors.
Nigger!
- Samantha, darling,
is that what you call old money?
- Oh don't, stop.
(Samantha laughing)
Will you hush?
Oh.
- [Jason] Mama Lou, sweetheart!
- Jason!
- Oh my god, what a waste.
- Mmmm.
Sit down, Jason.
- Thank you, Mama.
- I'll take that.
- Thank you.
I'll get this ready for you.
- I'll buy you anything you want.
Just be my hotdog.
(Jason laughing)
- Mama, I'm a filmmaker.
- Dark men are so romantic.
- We can finish the movie
with the money you throw away on clothes.
- He must look so graphic on white sheets.
- Come on, Mama, shoot craps with me.
It'll be fun.
- That kind of money,
we'd have to do a lot
more than shoot craps.
(Jason laughing)
- Will you be serious, Mama?
After all, it's a great tax deduction.
- I am serious.
And quit cruising that fruitcake.
That high class slut.
(Jason chuckling)
We'll discuss business as lunch, hotdog.
- It's a little late for lunch, Mama.
- He really has wonderful taste.
- I know Colin would've adored him.
- You know Colin?
- Absolutely.
- Now that's really
fascinating.
- No two ways about it.
Can we go somewhere and discuss it?
- Well I think we should go
somewhere and discuss it.
- Why don't we go to your house?
- My house.
Well, that's a good idea except...
- Her husband has a
Japanese lesson at four.
- Really?
- Well, do you have any other ideas?
- Uh, I hadn't really thought about it.
Yeah, I do, come on.
(horn honking)
- [Samantha] Oh my.
(Samantha laughing)
- You're not serious!
- Ride up front like a lamb, Donald.
(upbeat music)
(somber beat music)
- [Cokeman] Hey, little brother.
- Haven't had any word yet, man.
- [Cokeman] Then maybe we
oughta talk about it, Jason.
- Okay, some other time, man.
- [Cokeman] Now!
- I said later, dealer!
(gun cranking)
- [Gunman] Now!
- [Cokeman] Shall we go?
(ominous beat music)
- Well, what's it gonna be?
- I want you to forget
about them goddamn movies!
- Really?
What'd you have in mind?
- Sell snort to your rich,
freaky white friends.
Sell pussy!
Steal!
Anything, but forget
about them goddamn movies
and start thinking about making some money
the way a nigger knows how!
I do it every day in the streets.
And believe me, Jay,
you're gonna do it too!
Now I wanna see some of that money soon!
(ominous music)
I got to make you understand
the position I'm in, Jason.
I got to wake you up, nigger!
That's right.
I've got to wake you up.
(ominous beat music)
Watch!
(dogs barking)
(Cokeman hissing)
(suspenseful music)
(dogs growling)
(dogs barking)
Kaiser!
Out!
(dogs barking)
(dogs whimpering)
You all right, little brother?
You all right?
- Well, Valentino still lives.
June, help me out with this shirt, eh?
That's it.
Okay
Yep, yep.
Oh.
Ah.
Wait, wait, wait.
Oh, oh.
Wait a minute.
Just take it off.
- Ow!
Maybe we oughta call a doctor, man.
- Oh, come on.
- You might need stitches.
- Come on, June, you can take
care of it, it ain't that bad.
Come on.
Maybe we oughta do it sitting down.
(distant police sirens alarming)
- Man,
you got any idea at all
what you're gonna do?
- I got a rich woman up in Harrison.
If I move in, she'll pay all my bills.
- What about Caroline?
- I'm gonna have to cut her loose.
- Is that gonna be enough
to satisfy Cokeman?
- [Jason] Cokeman?
- Yeah.
- Cokeman?
(Jason laughing)
I'm gonna finish my movie.
- Didn't that nigger tell
you to forget about movies?
You're crazy.
Those dogs were trying to make a point.
- Fuck him.
He can wait.
- He can wait?
Those people are gonna take his life
if you don't come up
with some of that money.
They'll kill you two.
- They're not gonna kill anybody.
Where would that get them?
- Cokeman ain't buying that, nigger!
He'll be all over you!
- If he can find me.
You don't think I'm gonna stay around
once I get my hands on that money.
I can finish it anywhere.
- So you're gonna leave
the nigger holding the bag.
And what about your old lady?
No telling what they'll do to her.
- I'll be back before there's any trouble.
Month or two, maybe even less.
I am Baron Wolfgang von Trips.
Racing car driver and hero to millions.
- This is a rented car, Jason, remember?
The real Von Trips died
trying to win a race.
Is that what you're into?
(Jason mimicking race car)
- Vroom!
Vroom, vroom, vroom.
Vroom.
(Jason humming race car engine)
All my life I've been
selling hustles, June.
I've been a wind bag.
Showboat.
Blowing every chance I ever
bullshitted myself into.
But this time I actually got it on.
I'm this close, June.
This close to everything I want.
I don't plan to blow it, Junebug.
- [June] Suppose somebody gets killed.
- I'm gonna take that chance.
- I don't know you no more, man.
But I do know you must have a lot to do.
So don't let me hold you up.
- Vroom.
Vroom!
(Jason humming race car engine)
(pleasant music)
(Jason laughing)
- To us.
- To us.
Jesus.
I hope you didn't blow it all on dinner.
- Come on, this is a celebration.
I don't get three bookings everyday.
There must've been at least
30 other girls on that call.
I never thought I'd get that job.
Come on, try the steak.
Isn't it wonderful?
We haven't eaten like this in a month.
What's the matter?
- Look, baby,
we gotta start facing facts.
- What facts?
- I got turned down again today.
- What happened?
- Point is, I can't take
care of you anymore.
(Caroline chuckling)
- Come on.
Eat your dinner.
- But you can take care of yourself, baby.
All I can do now is hurt you.
- It might take a while
but I believe in you.
I know you can get it off.
- [Jason] I've been trying for 20 years
and I haven't gotten it off yet.
- Stop it.
You're just feeling down.
- Come on!
Damn it.
I'm trying to tell you the truth for once.
I might never get it off.
Then what?
Let you pay all of my bills.
- We're cool for the next month
and things really look great for me.
We've got nothing to worry about.
- Will you shut up?
I'm saying this for
your own damn survival.
- Jason, please.
- [Jason] You've got to leave me.
- Let me love you, please.
- You're going, Caroline.
You're going because I've got things to do
that I don't want you to see.
- [Caroline] No!
- [Jason] You're going because
I balled a fancy white lady
just to see if I had the jazz to do it.
- You're lying.
It's Cokeman.
Cokeman's making you do this!
- Forget about Cokeman!
It's me!
Can't you understand I wanna be rich
more than I wanna be your husband?
(somber music)
- No.
(Caroline crying)
- Get on out of here.
To tell you the truth, girl,
at least I made it that much for you.
(somber music)
I won't be here when you get back.
(pleasant tempo music)
(helicopter buzzing)
(bottle popping)
(pleasant music)
Oh, hello, hello.
Approve.
Thank you.
- To you, hotdog.
- To me, Mama.
(Jason chuckling)
- Hey, maybe we'll get you laid tonight.
- [Thug] Oh yeah?
- Hey, we'll see what he's got up there.
You don't mind doing a spook, do you?
- Not if she's pretty.
- What're you, a goddamn liberal?
(thugs laughing)
Yeah, that's what you are.
(Joey laughing)
(Mama giggling)
- [Jason] Hmmm.
The library.
What kind of books you
think these are anyway?
- I don't know.
It's Harold's club.
There he is.
- Oh, hello, Harold.
(Jason and Mama laughing)
I love the club, I think it's divine.
- Ah.
- See you later.
(men chattering)
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
(Samantha whispering)
(Jason laughing)
- Hey, sweetheart.
Well, well, well.
It's a far cry from horse and buggy days.
(Samantha laughing)
- [Samantha] What a treat to see you.
- You too.
- This gentleman took
me for a terrific ride
in his handsome cab
the other day, darling.
- Oh really?
- Jason, this is my husband, Lewis.
- Oh.
- And our friend, Prince Opaliński.
- Prince Opaliński, Mr.
Backgammon, himself.
- How are you?
- It's a real pleasure.
- [Prince] Glad to know you.
- Cabs?
Is that how you make your living?
Driving tourists through the park?
(Jason laughing)
- He's just as adorable as
adorable as you said he was.
Oh, come on, I know how to cheer you up.
Here.
Why don't you teach me your
fancy game and take my money?
- Oh, now that sounds like a fun idea.
Yes, let's do that, darling.
- Yes, darling, let's do that!
(Jason snapping)
- I already have an opponent.
- Well, why don't we have switch?
All three of us can play.
- Oh, Prince, I couldn't possibly.
I'm just a novice at this thing, you know.
- Well, all right, then
the two of you play.
I'll referee.
- Thank you.
Lovely.
- Get me a chair, please.
- All right.
What color do you want?
(Jason laughing)
(dog grunting)
(lock clicking)
(dogs growling)
(dogs barking)
(dog barks silencing)
(ominous music)
- Rusty?
Kaiser?
Rusty?
Kaiser?
(ominous music)
(thug growling)
- Pop, pop.
(thug laughing)
- Now you can go and get your other kid
before he starts stinking up the hall.
(upbeat piano music)
Red pajamas.
(Joey laughing)
I think you're a clown.
Oh.
(Joey laughing)
- I have 50 thousand dollars
here, in cash money, Joey.
- Oh.
Red pajamas, I can't even
look at you, it burns my eyes.
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, dear.
(Joey chuckling)
This is revolting.
I'm gonna be sick.
(Joey laughing)
Oh.
Are you alone in this funhouse
or do you have a guest?
Do you have a guest?
- There's a lady inside.
- Oh.
A lady?
Well, I told you I'd get you laid.
Well let's see the lady.
Let's see the hoe.
- Will you come outside
for a minute, baby, please?
- [Joey] And I hope she's clean.
I don't want my man to get a dose.
- I've got my partner working on it
and you're gonna have the
rest of your money in a month.
- She's not bad for a moulinyan, huh?
Go on, take her in the bedroom and do her.
- They ain't gonna hurt me, babe?
- Everything's gonna be fine, baby,
just be cool.
- Baby, please,
don't let them hurt me!
- Just trust me.
- [Woman] Baby!
(ominous piano music)
(woman whimpering)
- Well, fix me a drink.
(Joey grunting gibberish)
Sit down.
- What?
- I said, sit down.
I got it!
- What?
- I understand.
I figured it out!
Now I know why you wanna give me
some chickenshit small change
when you owe me 300
thousand plus interest!
- I got this money off the streets and
it's good money, Joey!
- I figured it out!
Now I know why you
bullshit me all the time!
It's so simple.
- I got my partner working.
He's hustling this rich
white broad in Harrison
and he'll get the money!
- Your red pajamas!
Your goddamn red pajamas.
They tell why you try
to make a fool of me!
(Cokeman yelling)
You lie to me.
You make me look ridiculous.
But you're gonna pay.
(Cokeman yelling)
- Cut this crazy shit!
I'll pay you back your money!
- That's your problem.
Your red pajamas, your whole vulgar place.
You can't pay me back!
Because you got better cake!
(Cokeman yelling)
(Cokeman whimpering)
(somber piano music)
Tell me about your business partner.
Maybe he's got a little
more class than you.
- I don't know when
I've had a better time.
- [Jason] My goodness, what
an enchantedly clever game.
- Why don't you stop pretending
you've never played this game before?
- Oh dear fellow, I usually play this game
when bit boats go into the old country.
But never before on dry land.
- I'll give you my marker for this.
Let's go home.
- Oh come on, let's have fun.
Look, I'm just a lucky flash in the pan.
Don't let me rattle you.
- You don't rattle me.
(upbeat piano music)
(Cokeman huffing)
- Why are you out of breath?
Man, you know, you've gotta quit smoking.
- Joey, there's 50 thousand dollars here.
Take the money, man.
- [Joey] No, no, no, no.
- [Cokeman] Come on, Joey.
- Uh-uh, no.
I don't take any money from anyone
who crawls in red pajamas.
That's bad taste.
(heartbeat thumping)
You know, you got no class at all.
(Cokeman whimpering)
(Cokeman gasping)
(heartbeat thumping)
(audience applauding)
- This has been a divine evening.
But really, darling, we must stop.
I mean, after all,
he has won 20 thousand
dollars or our money.
- Okay, cab driver.
Double or nothing.
(Cokeman gasping)
(heartbeat thumping)
- Help me.
(Cokeman gasping)
- What do you know?
A dope dealer with a heart condition.
(thug laughing)
(Cokeman gasping)
(heartbeat thumping)
(Cokeman gagging)
(Jason laughing)
- [Jason] Woo.
- Here's my marker.
- Hmmm?
- Uh-uh.
(Jason chuckling)
- Mmmm.
Didn't see that.
- You're gonna burst out
of all your clothes, Jason.
- I gotta keep my strength up.
I'm back in business and
I've got a very heavy day.
- [Mama] I thought you were
through with the film business.
- That's what my partner thinks too.
But what goes around comes around.
And it's all coming my way, Mama.
- Careful of the car, hotdog.
You pay for the scratches.
(Jason laughing)
- I'll try to see you tonight, sweetheart.
I'll try.
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(foreboding music)
- I sure hope you got my money.
Because your friend didn't have enough.
He said you could make
up the difference, huh?
Well,
you got my money?
- Like I told you, some of it.
(Joey chuckling)
- You won 40 thousand dollars
playing black gay-man?
- Backgammon
I'll teach it to you sometime.
(Joey chuckling)
- Well, Mr. Movie Star Stud,
you just saved your life
showing good faith.
You are a pretty one, aren't you.
You must be a prize
stud, huh, movies star?
- Look, I made a deal with Cokeman.
I need more time.
(Joey chuckling)
- Ah, you're so impractical, movie star.
You know, you pretty people got no head
for the nitty gritty, you know?
- Look, let's go see Cokeman
right this fucking minute, huh?
- I don't go to funeral
parlors to talk business.
- What're you saying?
Huh?
What happened?
(Joey chuckling)
- Well.
Well, you see, he was so upset with you,
he started to bleed.
It's nice country out
here, lots of fresh air.
Look, I didn't kill the
fat, black fool, you did.
You did, movie star.
Oh, you're a pretty
little killer, aren't you?
You play games I never heard,
you go to movie premieres
and you kill your business partners
by choking them with bullshit.
- Get your fucking hand off me!
(Joey laughing)
(Jason groaning)
- You're a fine stud.
And you've already shown good faith.
I know you're going to perform
for your fat rich lady friend
and I know she's gonna
give you some money for it.
Because that's the only way
you're gonna stay alive.
(door thudding)
- Over here, hotdog.
Did you make your deal?
Oh well, what difference?
We'll go downtown and do some shopping
and I'll get you a pretty
shirt or something.
That'll cheer you up.
When things go bad, I always go shopping.
It's like taking a cold shower.
(Jason chuckling)
- Mama Lou,
I need 300 thousand
dollars or I'm a dead man.
- Is it that bad, hotdog?
- It's that bad.
- That's a lot of money.
What do I get out of it?
(Jason chuckling)
(Jason laughing)
- You get me.
(Jason snapping)
(Mama giggling)
- I'll buy that.
(Jason laughing)
(people chattering)
- Goombah, como va.
- Sit down, paisan.
- I got it.
- Please, my friend.
Let's talk business later.
Go on, eat, help yourself.
- Oh, I've eaten.
- Now don't be rude and
insult my friendship.
I said eat, movie star.
- I thought we were gonna meet in some
(Jason chuckling)
parking lot or trailer out in Brooklyn.
- You go to the movies too much.
- Well,
this is a bit out in the open, isn't it?
- We're friends, we're partners.
We don't have to hide
like a couple of scumbags.
(Jason laughing)
You've shown good faith
bringing me all this money in two days.
Brought all, that's the
best faith I've ever seen.
- Well,
I wanted to get this over
with as fast as possible.
- Eat the zucchini,
Mr. Black Gay-man.
- It's good.
- The whole kit and
caboodle in just two days.
You're fantastic.
You know what?
I'm asking you, my
black friend, know what?
- No.
- There's some business associates of mine
might think that a nigger,
excuse me,
black man,
who coughs up that amount of money
in just two days is a pussy.
Pigeon and a pussy.
But not me, no, I know you're a movie star
and you can do the impossible.
300 thousand dollars in two days.
How'd you do it?
- I took a loan.
(Joey laughing)
- What do you have, notches on it?
- It's all there.
Nice, crisp 50s.
- You really are a sharp-looking dude.
Isn't dude the word you guys use?
- I gotta go now.
- You mean you're gonna walk out of here
owing me 300 thousand dollars
like I'm some kind of asshole?
- What're you talking about?
- A man's died.
A dealer who was worth money to us.
Of course, interest on the
loan has occurred alarmingly
and there are traveling
expenses, they mount up.
And it's an estimate, mind you.
But the amount of your
obligation has escalated
to another 300 thousand.
(Joey sighing)
We're gonna love each other like brothers.
You're gonna teach me
your games and your jive
and all your fancy black tricks.
You've shown such good
faith, I wanna work with you.
In fact, Mr. Polish,
Mr. Sharp Guy, Mr. Hung
Black Gay-man Movie Star,
I'm gonna be your personal manager.
Black films are very interesting,
something I'd like to get
into, there's lots of action.
- Hey.
- Hey, what?
- What am I doing here?
I spent my whole life
trying to be fantastic
and here I sit,
talking to a piece of shit like you.
- Are you nuts?
- Shit.
- You still owe me 40 thousand dollars.
(Jason chuckling)
- I'm gonna kill you myself.
- Since you've shown such good faith,
I'll take a deposit.
Huh?
- I'm gonna blow your brains out.
(Jason chuckling)
- Goodbye.
And good luck.
Hands on the table.
Well, I guess you've gone about
as far as you can go, huh?
- Get this fork out of my neck.
- How are you going to explain this
to your family of greaseballs, huh?
(Jason chuckling)
Will you answer me that, little man?
(Joey gagging)
(intense music)
(heartbeat thumping)
See ya later.
(thudding)
(phone ringing)
- Hello, Jason!
- We're already here, bright boy.
We know you don't give a damn
about your friends up here.
But she told us there is
somebody you care about.
Your pretty little wife.
We want you, we want the money
and if we don't get it,
bye, bye birdie.
(upbeat bongo music)
- [Boys] Wow!
Wow!
- [Boy] Who are you, mister?
Who are you, mister?
Who are you, mister?
Who are you, mister?
(melancholy music)
(door pounding)
(metal cranking)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(suspenseful music)
(tires screeching)
(exciting beat music)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(explosions rumbling)
(police sirens alarming)
- [Radio] Calling car 24.
- This is car 24, the
ambulance just got here.
They're both dead.
Truck driver's okay, a
little shook up though.
- [Jason] Okay, it's time to go to work.
(birds chirping)
(lights hissing)
- [Man] 96, take six.
(clapper clicking)
- [Jason] Action!
- Hey, baby, what's happening?
- Fantastic!
(people cheering)
(upbeat music)
- Hey!
Ole, ole!
Hey!
(exciting music)
(music distorting)
(pleasant music)
(exciting beat music)
(exciting beat music)
♪ The baron ♪
♪ Is comin' ♪
♪ Look out ♪
♪ Look out ♪
♪ He's coming ♪
♪ The baron ♪
♪ And his racing machine ♪
♪ Look out ♪
♪ He runnin' ♪
♪ A hero ♪
♪ Being pursued by his dreams ♪
♪ Look out ♪
(kids cheering)
(dramatic beat music)
- [Boy] Wow!
Wow, look at his car!
Wow, look at his car!
Look at his ride, man, look at this!
(boys shouting)
- [Boy] Wow!
(ominous music)
(man laughing)
(boys laughing)
(boys shouting)
- What're you doing here, little brother?
- I live here.
Nice automobile you got.
- Automobile?
Ha!
(man and boys laughing)
It's a jalopy.
- May we look at your jalopy?
- It's all yours.
- [Boys] Oh, wow!
Wow!
Wow!
Wow!
(boys shouting)
Wow!
- [Little Brother] Cool!
- I bet you it isn't real.
- [Little Brother] I bet it is!
- Of course it's real, little brother.
I don't deal in toys.
- It must've cost a million dollars.
- If you've got enough money,
you can buy anything in the world.
- I bet you don't have
as much as my father.
- Oh, the world is full of
skeptics, little brother.
(man laughing)
- [Little Brother] Wow!
- [Boys] Wow!
(boy laughing)
(beat music)
♪ The baron ♪
- [Boys] Wows!
- Wow.
- [Boy] Wow, look at that.
♪ He's comin' ♪
- Just like mine.
- Wow!
- Who are you, mister?
(beat music)
♪ Look out ♪
- I'm Baron Wolfgang von Trips.
Racing car driver and hero to millions.
Ah!
Oh, I can't stand it!
I love it, I love it!
Wait till you see it with an audience.
Huh?
They gonna rip the seats apart.
It's better than anything
they got on Broadway.
Yeah, how do you like the time now, kid?
Huh?
They got niggers like
you going to see shit.
- Yeah, if you ever finish it.
- Look, just get the stuff over
to the screening room, huh?
- Hold it, Jason.
I need some money.
These people ain't gonna
work off of promises.
- Take a cab.
(camera snapping)
- [Man] Beautiful.
(pleasant beat music)
Smile.
(horn honking)
(camera snapping)
Okay.
One more.
Okay, take a break.
Leon.
(pleasant music)
- You wanna do it right here?
(woman laughing)
Huh?
Ah, sweet Caroline,
it's gonna be all right.
- How can you be sure?
What if he doesn't like it?
- What do you mean if he doesn't like it?
He'll love it.
And suppose he doesn't, huh?
So what.
Baby, don't no want monkey stop no show.
Hmmm?
And all you gotta do tonight, girl,
is look fantastic.
All right?
Huh?
Okay?
Okay?
- Deal, deal!
- Okay.
- Hey, man.
You better go downstairs
before your backer gets himself arrested.
- What?
Oh, Christ.
- [Man] Come on out here and talk to me.
- [Woman] Yeah, come on out here!
- [Man] What's happening?
- There are--
- Are you gonna let us
in here?
- No dogs allowed
in the screening room!
(dog barking)
- Kaiser,
out!
(Jason laughing)
- [Bald Man] Hey, little brother.
(Jason laughing)
- I see you brought
Lassie and Rin Tin Tin.
(women giggling)
Give me a minute.
(engine revving)
- What you gonna do?
- I'm gonna race right on
out of here, little brother.
(tires screeching)
(people laughing)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(women laughing)
(upbeat music)
So far, so good.
Did I tell you you look fantastic tonight?
- Did you talk about money, Jason?
- Not yet, sweetheart, give it time.
(people chattering)
- What're you waiting for?
- The right moment.
What're you worried about?
(Caroline laughing)
- You're amazing.
(people chattering)
(man laughing)
(upbeat music)
- Nigger, change your name
from Cokeman to Movie Man.
(girls laughing)
(upbeat funk music)
♪ Give me a little bit
of that nothing to last ♪
♪ Elegance came back in style again ♪
♪ People got along for awhile ♪
♪ Inside the diamond mine ♪
♪ Inside the diamond mine ♪
♪ Tell you something ♪
♪ I see glitter and ice ♪
♪ I'm doin' fine ♪
♪ And somewhere in your mind ♪
♪ There's a diamond mine ♪
♪ I see glitter and ice ♪
♪ You can do it twice ♪
♪ Somewhere in your mind ♪
♪ There's a diamond mine ♪
(people shouting)
(mellow funk music)
- Well wish me luck.
- Luck.
(Cokeman laughing)
- Come on in, little brother.
(Cokeman laughing)
Join the party.
- Hey, brother, how're doin'?
- My main, man.
- All right.
- Thanks, man.
- For what?
- For making me apart of all this.
It's gonna be everything you promised.
- Hey, man, wait till you
hear the rest of the music.
Sonny just finished the title song.
(Jason smooching)
- [Cokeman] Oh yeah!
- We might get a gold
album out of this, man.
Hang on to that.
- You really got your number
together, little brother.
When are we gonna see our
stuff on the silver screen?
- Well, we're almost out, man.
That's why I wanted you
to see what we got so far.
- I know what we got, Jason,
we got a beautiful movie.
- One more little shopping
bag and we're home free.
- Shopping bag, little brother?
- Not even a shopping bag.
Just a little baggie?
- Why don't you go and dance, baby?
- Okay, girls, everybody.
(swanky saxophone music)
- I must be totally out of it tonight.
Are you talking about a
shopping bag full of money?
- Little money, Cokeman, I'm
talking about little money.
- I don't know what
you mean, little money.
- 40 thousand dollars.
And that's it.
- 40 thousand dollars is little money?
- We don't need it all at once.
10 or 12 now--
- If 40 thousand dollars is little money,
12 thousand must be tiny, tiny money.
Who paid my 300 thousand dollars?
- Cokeman,
I am serious.
- I'm glad you are
because I want to ask you
a very serious question.
What if I wanted my money back tonight?
What would you do?
- [Jason] I haven't thought about it.
- Come on, pretend like
it's in your movies,
and I want my money back tomorrow.
- Well, we could try and
sell what we got already.
There's a guy on the coast I know
who makes deals with the studio.
Maybe we can get a negative pickup here.
- Magic words.
Negative pickup.
That means I get back my money?
- Yeah but--
- Do that!
- What are you talking about?
- I'm talking about my
money, little brother!
I want my money!
I want you to fly to California
in your pretty little party suit!
Hmmm?
Now!
♪ Seems like times that
money just won't last ♪
♪ Seems like times just won't last ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Going to the west to
see a friend he knew ♪
♪ Maybe with their help he
can see his way through ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Seems like time and
money just won't last ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man, we're going fast ♪
♪ Race car man ♪
(birds chirping)
- Hi.
- [Jason] How is everything, Lone Ranger?
- Mighty fine.
Well, Mr. Producer, how
do you like Lotusland?
It sure makes New York
look real sick, doesn't it?
(Jason laughing)
- Yeah, I don't blame
you for living out here.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, boy.
I'm listening, man.
- Well can't you stop that thing?
- Oh come now, Jay.
I'm getting him for his show.
We can still talk, can't we?
(man chuckling)
- Show the film to anybody yet?
- Everybody who had to see it has seen it.
- Well, come on, man, what happened?
- They loved it.
It's a great story, it's really strong.
And Von Trip, he's like,
like a modern day Superman.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa now.
- [Jason] What kind of deal will I get?
(man chuckling)
- Now how would I know?
I haven't worked it out yet.
But what I'm saying, Jay, is
if you want a deal, you got it.
- Fantastic.
How soon can we start shooting?
- Well, Jay, I had a thought.
You know Bob Redford could
really play this part.
I mean, there's no reason this story
couldn't be about a white guy.
I mean, don't misunderstand me, bro.
You did an absolutely marvelous job.
But why limit ourselves?
- What do you mean?
- Well the big guy, he wants to,
well, he wants to start all
over again as a white movie.
And, Jay, let me tell you,
it's a much bigger
ballgame that way, really.
- I see.
- Well, what do you think?
- Well, as a would-be-star,
(Jason chuckling)
I'm not pleased.
But then again, as a producer,
well, why not?
And after all, it is your money.
- Oh,
Jay, they would like to
put on another producer.
- But you know I can handle it.
- Oh, come on, Jay, it's your
first film and it takes time.
Now don't be unfriendly.
Don't be unfriendly.
They just wanna have somebody
with a little more experience.
- And what do they have in mind for me?
- Why, you're gonna work
with the guy that takes over.
Whoa.
It's your baby, right?
- Right.
- And don't you worry about a thing, Jay.
You've got a job, I'll see to that.
Now what do you think?
You didn't know I could ride, did you?
Look at him.
What do you think of him?
- Oh, he's sure got you well trained, huh?
Motherfucker!
(horse neighing)
- Whoa, boy, whoa!
Whoa!
Hold it!
Oh, shit!
Hold it, boy!
(horse thudding)
(upbeat funk music)
♪ Come on in and get yourself down ♪
♪ You're moving with
the upbeat music sound ♪
♪ And put your red money
down on another round ♪
♪ Uh huh ♪
♪ And be a bright light
on the dark side of town ♪
♪ There ain't no need to
think that we ain't proud ♪
- Oh, Lord have mercy!
Come on down here!
(people shouting)
I want some (Cokeman speaking muffled).
How many champaign cocktails?
All right.
(Cokeman laughing)
(woman laughing)
Hey, Joey, my friend.
- You're so fancy, Cokeman.
So flamboyant.
- I'm just doing my thing.
Listen, Joey, join the party.
- Oh no, no.
I don't wanna spoil the party.
I'm not in a very festive
mood tonight, Cokeman.
- What's the matter, baby?
- I just received a
distressing piece of news.
As a matter of fact, if
it's not an imposition,
I prefer to go downtown.
Maybe you could cheer me up.
- No imposition, Joey.
Let's go, baby.
Now, listen, keep the party going,
order anything you want, have a good time.
I'm just gonna take a
little ride downtown.
Look at that!
(Joey humming tune)
(Joey speaking foreign language)
- Don't be shy with me, Cokeman.
You're my guest, order anything you want.
- I've already eaten, Joey.
(Joey chuckling)
- You make people look at
this table, I don't like that.
- What do you mean?
- Your silly outfit.
You see, people here aren't used to seeing
people who look like you.
They're looking at this
table, it makes me nervous.
- I'm sorry, Joey.
I lied to you, man.
I never set up any situation in Albany.
I bullshitted you, my friend.
- I think it's effeminate
to dress up the way you do.
You're all dolled up like a woman.
- I put the money you
gave me into a movie.
(Joey laughing)
(Cokeman laughing)
A movie, Joey.
(Cokeman and Joey laughing)
- I don't go to movies.
There's too much violence.
- I'll make it up to you, Joey.
I have a partner on the coast
who's negotiating a deal right now.
- Oh, a deal, huh?
- I got somebody on this, Joey.
And I'll have the money for you.
- Those people are still looking at me.
They're wondering who
this classy looking guy is
with that gaudy black fag.
- I'm not bullshitting
you this time, Joey.
I'm playing it straight.
And I'll pay you back every cent.
- You black joke.
You make people look at me
like I'm some sort of jerkoff.
That's what happens when I'm with you.
People look at me and I get upset.
- Yeah, I was a fool to pull a number
like that on you, Joey.
I'll pay you back every
cent, I swear to God.
(Joey laughing)
- You probably feel like
peeing in your pants right now, don't you?
That can't happen at
the table now, can it?
(ominous music)
(Joey laughing)
You know, I always wondered
what you looked like
under all those fancy clothes.
And you know what?
You're just a chubby little black man.
(guys laughing)
(ominous piano music)
(traffic whooshing)
You scared of heights?
I'm scared of heights.
What's that called?
Oh, acrophobia, that's it.
Why don't you climb over the side?
I can't do that but I bet you can.
- Come on, Joey, be serious.
- [Joey] Get out there,
I want you to do it.
- I can't do that.
- I want you to climb
out there, fashion play.
Or maybe you need some help.
(ominous piano music)
(traffic whooshing)
Woo-wee.
Well you certainly are
a brave man, Cokeman.
Mmm-hmmm.
I couldn't do that.
Point to where you live, Cokeman.
Show me where you live.
(eerie music)
Both hands.
- [Cokeman] Fuck you, man.
(Cokeman yelling)
- Now you've got one month
before I see you where you live.
And I tell you, faggot, I do
not want to make that trip.
(upbeat funk music)
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
♪ Come deal with Cokeman ♪
- Blow the damn horn, man.
(horn honking)
(Jason groaning)
- What a coincidence.
- What a what?
You are good at ducking
phone calls, Jason.
- I just got back yesterday.
- I don't wanna hear that shit.
What happened in California?
- I turned them down, man.
- You what?
My goodness.
I guess I've got to explain to you
where it's at, little brother.
Let's go uptown.
Get out of this white neighborhood.
(melancholy drum music)
Remember when Rodney's Pool
Room used to be right there
and I used to meet your little gang?
Sell you reefer.
When was the last time
you was in your old
neighborhood, little brother?
(melancholy drum music)
- You never told me where
you got that money, man.
- Where the hell do you
think I got this money from?
A bank?
(intense music)
Hey!
(dog barking)
What happened in California?
- I told you, man, I turned them down.
(dog barking)
- Hmmm.
Fuck you.
(producer laughing)
(dog barking)
- Out!
Up, Russ, up!
(somber beat music)
- We'll know in a week.
- A week?
- Look, I can't rush it.
That's the fastest way to spook people.
- How do you figure you can
turn anyone down, Jason?
Why are you fucking with my life?
- [Jason] We'll know in a week, Cokeman.
- I hope so, little brother.
I guess you know best.
Check this out.
- [Woman] Help me!
Help me!
- This oughta be a real treat for you.
(woman shouting)
He's an animal.
(woman crying)
- Help me.
- Sooner or later that money comes to me.
That's what I do.
- I know what you're into.
- It's best you understand
the kind of people
you're dealing with, little brother.
Get out and help the lady.
Get out.
(engine rumbling)
(woman whimpering)
- Please help me, mister.
Please, mister,
please.
- Did Cokeman find you?
- [Jason] Yeah, he found me.
- Is he trouble, Jason?
(Jason chuckling)
- You've been seeing too many movies.
He's my investor, that's all.
Wanna know what happened.
- Did you tell him you
threw away an offer?
- Don't start that.
I know what I'm doing.
- Do you know we don't have the money
for the rent next month?
(Jason chuckling)
- The rent, the rent.
You think I'm just standing
around doing nothing.
I got appointments setup
throughout the week.
- Don't you ever get tired?
(Jason chuckling)
I'm tired
of worrying about one
crazy scheme after another
for eight years.
- [Jason] What do you want me to do?
- Well, for openers, we
don't have to live like this.
We could live on a smaller scale.
Anything.
We don't have to be Nick and Nora Charles.
What's the use?
Jason, what are you trying to prove?
- Hmmm.
- Jason.
(Jason moaning)
It's gonna be okay, baby.
(pleasant music)
- I wanna see the head nigger.
Sapphire.
How you do?
- I got your sapphire.
- I hope so.
Girl, when are you gonna
let me put you in pictures?
Got a whole audience out
there waiting to see you.
- Does he expect you?
- Bruce Brown!
The richest colored man
in town, come on out!
- Who that?
(Bruce sighing)
(Jason laughing)
(Bruce singing tune)
♪ Sometime Mr. Hollywood ♪
What's happening?
Damn, I'm surprised you're
still talking to me.
Damn.
- It's been some time, man.
Expanding your office.
- I'm always expanding my office.
- Meledandri suits.
♪ Mele-mele. ♪
- Gucci.
♪ Gucci ♪
(Jason speaking foreign word)
Yeah.
- You're the most decadent man I know.
- Sure, got to be.
- Nigger,
I bet you're wearing Gucci drawers.
- Bill Blass.
Silk.
$14.95 a pair, motherfucker.
- Go on.
- I got everything a nigger
ain't supposed to have.
There it is.
Check it out!
(Jason laughing)
Go on, go on, go on.
Shit.
(Bruce laughing)
I'll drink to that, you jive, jive dude.
Jive!
Oh, oh.
Oh, my.
Look, man.
If you need some money,
I'll lend it to you.
But I can't put any money in that movie.
- Okay, man.
Let me have two grand for my pocket then.
- I see.
Well.
I guess there won't be a problem.
But let me check with Hellen a little bit.
See, she's been blowing a
lot on the house lately.
I just got the yacht out the yard.
But I tell you what.
Just give me a few days, okay?
A few days.
- Hey,
sweetheart.
- Hmmm?
- I brought you your first client.
I set you up in business.
- I did you a few favors
since then, Jason.
(Jason laughing)
- A few favors?
- A few favors.
- Yeah, a few favors.
Nigger!
- Samantha, darling,
is that what you call old money?
- Oh don't, stop.
(Samantha laughing)
Will you hush?
Oh.
- [Jason] Mama Lou, sweetheart!
- Jason!
- Oh my god, what a waste.
- Mmmm.
Sit down, Jason.
- Thank you, Mama.
- I'll take that.
- Thank you.
I'll get this ready for you.
- I'll buy you anything you want.
Just be my hotdog.
(Jason laughing)
- Mama, I'm a filmmaker.
- Dark men are so romantic.
- We can finish the movie
with the money you throw away on clothes.
- He must look so graphic on white sheets.
- Come on, Mama, shoot craps with me.
It'll be fun.
- That kind of money,
we'd have to do a lot
more than shoot craps.
(Jason laughing)
- Will you be serious, Mama?
After all, it's a great tax deduction.
- I am serious.
And quit cruising that fruitcake.
That high class slut.
(Jason chuckling)
We'll discuss business as lunch, hotdog.
- It's a little late for lunch, Mama.
- He really has wonderful taste.
- I know Colin would've adored him.
- You know Colin?
- Absolutely.
- Now that's really
fascinating.
- No two ways about it.
Can we go somewhere and discuss it?
- Well I think we should go
somewhere and discuss it.
- Why don't we go to your house?
- My house.
Well, that's a good idea except...
- Her husband has a
Japanese lesson at four.
- Really?
- Well, do you have any other ideas?
- Uh, I hadn't really thought about it.
Yeah, I do, come on.
(horn honking)
- [Samantha] Oh my.
(Samantha laughing)
- You're not serious!
- Ride up front like a lamb, Donald.
(upbeat music)
(somber beat music)
- [Cokeman] Hey, little brother.
- Haven't had any word yet, man.
- [Cokeman] Then maybe we
oughta talk about it, Jason.
- Okay, some other time, man.
- [Cokeman] Now!
- I said later, dealer!
(gun cranking)
- [Gunman] Now!
- [Cokeman] Shall we go?
(ominous beat music)
- Well, what's it gonna be?
- I want you to forget
about them goddamn movies!
- Really?
What'd you have in mind?
- Sell snort to your rich,
freaky white friends.
Sell pussy!
Steal!
Anything, but forget
about them goddamn movies
and start thinking about making some money
the way a nigger knows how!
I do it every day in the streets.
And believe me, Jay,
you're gonna do it too!
Now I wanna see some of that money soon!
(ominous music)
I got to make you understand
the position I'm in, Jason.
I got to wake you up, nigger!
That's right.
I've got to wake you up.
(ominous beat music)
Watch!
(dogs barking)
(Cokeman hissing)
(suspenseful music)
(dogs growling)
(dogs barking)
Kaiser!
Out!
(dogs barking)
(dogs whimpering)
You all right, little brother?
You all right?
- Well, Valentino still lives.
June, help me out with this shirt, eh?
That's it.
Okay
Yep, yep.
Oh.
Ah.
Wait, wait, wait.
Oh, oh.
Wait a minute.
Just take it off.
- Ow!
Maybe we oughta call a doctor, man.
- Oh, come on.
- You might need stitches.
- Come on, June, you can take
care of it, it ain't that bad.
Come on.
Maybe we oughta do it sitting down.
(distant police sirens alarming)
- Man,
you got any idea at all
what you're gonna do?
- I got a rich woman up in Harrison.
If I move in, she'll pay all my bills.
- What about Caroline?
- I'm gonna have to cut her loose.
- Is that gonna be enough
to satisfy Cokeman?
- [Jason] Cokeman?
- Yeah.
- Cokeman?
(Jason laughing)
I'm gonna finish my movie.
- Didn't that nigger tell
you to forget about movies?
You're crazy.
Those dogs were trying to make a point.
- Fuck him.
He can wait.
- He can wait?
Those people are gonna take his life
if you don't come up
with some of that money.
They'll kill you two.
- They're not gonna kill anybody.
Where would that get them?
- Cokeman ain't buying that, nigger!
He'll be all over you!
- If he can find me.
You don't think I'm gonna stay around
once I get my hands on that money.
I can finish it anywhere.
- So you're gonna leave
the nigger holding the bag.
And what about your old lady?
No telling what they'll do to her.
- I'll be back before there's any trouble.
Month or two, maybe even less.
I am Baron Wolfgang von Trips.
Racing car driver and hero to millions.
- This is a rented car, Jason, remember?
The real Von Trips died
trying to win a race.
Is that what you're into?
(Jason mimicking race car)
- Vroom!
Vroom, vroom, vroom.
Vroom.
(Jason humming race car engine)
All my life I've been
selling hustles, June.
I've been a wind bag.
Showboat.
Blowing every chance I ever
bullshitted myself into.
But this time I actually got it on.
I'm this close, June.
This close to everything I want.
I don't plan to blow it, Junebug.
- [June] Suppose somebody gets killed.
- I'm gonna take that chance.
- I don't know you no more, man.
But I do know you must have a lot to do.
So don't let me hold you up.
- Vroom.
Vroom!
(Jason humming race car engine)
(pleasant music)
(Jason laughing)
- To us.
- To us.
Jesus.
I hope you didn't blow it all on dinner.
- Come on, this is a celebration.
I don't get three bookings everyday.
There must've been at least
30 other girls on that call.
I never thought I'd get that job.
Come on, try the steak.
Isn't it wonderful?
We haven't eaten like this in a month.
What's the matter?
- Look, baby,
we gotta start facing facts.
- What facts?
- I got turned down again today.
- What happened?
- Point is, I can't take
care of you anymore.
(Caroline chuckling)
- Come on.
Eat your dinner.
- But you can take care of yourself, baby.
All I can do now is hurt you.
- It might take a while
but I believe in you.
I know you can get it off.
- [Jason] I've been trying for 20 years
and I haven't gotten it off yet.
- Stop it.
You're just feeling down.
- Come on!
Damn it.
I'm trying to tell you the truth for once.
I might never get it off.
Then what?
Let you pay all of my bills.
- We're cool for the next month
and things really look great for me.
We've got nothing to worry about.
- Will you shut up?
I'm saying this for
your own damn survival.
- Jason, please.
- [Jason] You've got to leave me.
- Let me love you, please.
- You're going, Caroline.
You're going because I've got things to do
that I don't want you to see.
- [Caroline] No!
- [Jason] You're going because
I balled a fancy white lady
just to see if I had the jazz to do it.
- You're lying.
It's Cokeman.
Cokeman's making you do this!
- Forget about Cokeman!
It's me!
Can't you understand I wanna be rich
more than I wanna be your husband?
(somber music)
- No.
(Caroline crying)
- Get on out of here.
To tell you the truth, girl,
at least I made it that much for you.
(somber music)
I won't be here when you get back.
(pleasant tempo music)
(helicopter buzzing)
(bottle popping)
(pleasant music)
Oh, hello, hello.
Approve.
Thank you.
- To you, hotdog.
- To me, Mama.
(Jason chuckling)
- Hey, maybe we'll get you laid tonight.
- [Thug] Oh yeah?
- Hey, we'll see what he's got up there.
You don't mind doing a spook, do you?
- Not if she's pretty.
- What're you, a goddamn liberal?
(thugs laughing)
Yeah, that's what you are.
(Joey laughing)
(Mama giggling)
- [Jason] Hmmm.
The library.
What kind of books you
think these are anyway?
- I don't know.
It's Harold's club.
There he is.
- Oh, hello, Harold.
(Jason and Mama laughing)
I love the club, I think it's divine.
- Ah.
- See you later.
(men chattering)
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
(Samantha whispering)
(Jason laughing)
- Hey, sweetheart.
Well, well, well.
It's a far cry from horse and buggy days.
(Samantha laughing)
- [Samantha] What a treat to see you.
- You too.
- This gentleman took
me for a terrific ride
in his handsome cab
the other day, darling.
- Oh really?
- Jason, this is my husband, Lewis.
- Oh.
- And our friend, Prince Opaliński.
- Prince Opaliński, Mr.
Backgammon, himself.
- How are you?
- It's a real pleasure.
- [Prince] Glad to know you.
- Cabs?
Is that how you make your living?
Driving tourists through the park?
(Jason laughing)
- He's just as adorable as
adorable as you said he was.
Oh, come on, I know how to cheer you up.
Here.
Why don't you teach me your
fancy game and take my money?
- Oh, now that sounds like a fun idea.
Yes, let's do that, darling.
- Yes, darling, let's do that!
(Jason snapping)
- I already have an opponent.
- Well, why don't we have switch?
All three of us can play.
- Oh, Prince, I couldn't possibly.
I'm just a novice at this thing, you know.
- Well, all right, then
the two of you play.
I'll referee.
- Thank you.
Lovely.
- Get me a chair, please.
- All right.
What color do you want?
(Jason laughing)
(dog grunting)
(lock clicking)
(dogs growling)
(dogs barking)
(dog barks silencing)
(ominous music)
- Rusty?
Kaiser?
Rusty?
Kaiser?
(ominous music)
(thug growling)
- Pop, pop.
(thug laughing)
- Now you can go and get your other kid
before he starts stinking up the hall.
(upbeat piano music)
Red pajamas.
(Joey laughing)
I think you're a clown.
Oh.
(Joey laughing)
- I have 50 thousand dollars
here, in cash money, Joey.
- Oh.
Red pajamas, I can't even
look at you, it burns my eyes.
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, dear.
(Joey chuckling)
This is revolting.
I'm gonna be sick.
(Joey laughing)
Oh.
Are you alone in this funhouse
or do you have a guest?
Do you have a guest?
- There's a lady inside.
- Oh.
A lady?
Well, I told you I'd get you laid.
Well let's see the lady.
Let's see the hoe.
- Will you come outside
for a minute, baby, please?
- [Joey] And I hope she's clean.
I don't want my man to get a dose.
- I've got my partner working on it
and you're gonna have the
rest of your money in a month.
- She's not bad for a moulinyan, huh?
Go on, take her in the bedroom and do her.
- They ain't gonna hurt me, babe?
- Everything's gonna be fine, baby,
just be cool.
- Baby, please,
don't let them hurt me!
- Just trust me.
- [Woman] Baby!
(ominous piano music)
(woman whimpering)
- Well, fix me a drink.
(Joey grunting gibberish)
Sit down.
- What?
- I said, sit down.
I got it!
- What?
- I understand.
I figured it out!
Now I know why you wanna give me
some chickenshit small change
when you owe me 300
thousand plus interest!
- I got this money off the streets and
it's good money, Joey!
- I figured it out!
Now I know why you
bullshit me all the time!
It's so simple.
- I got my partner working.
He's hustling this rich
white broad in Harrison
and he'll get the money!
- Your red pajamas!
Your goddamn red pajamas.
They tell why you try
to make a fool of me!
(Cokeman yelling)
You lie to me.
You make me look ridiculous.
But you're gonna pay.
(Cokeman yelling)
- Cut this crazy shit!
I'll pay you back your money!
- That's your problem.
Your red pajamas, your whole vulgar place.
You can't pay me back!
Because you got better cake!
(Cokeman yelling)
(Cokeman whimpering)
(somber piano music)
Tell me about your business partner.
Maybe he's got a little
more class than you.
- I don't know when
I've had a better time.
- [Jason] My goodness, what
an enchantedly clever game.
- Why don't you stop pretending
you've never played this game before?
- Oh dear fellow, I usually play this game
when bit boats go into the old country.
But never before on dry land.
- I'll give you my marker for this.
Let's go home.
- Oh come on, let's have fun.
Look, I'm just a lucky flash in the pan.
Don't let me rattle you.
- You don't rattle me.
(upbeat piano music)
(Cokeman huffing)
- Why are you out of breath?
Man, you know, you've gotta quit smoking.
- Joey, there's 50 thousand dollars here.
Take the money, man.
- [Joey] No, no, no, no.
- [Cokeman] Come on, Joey.
- Uh-uh, no.
I don't take any money from anyone
who crawls in red pajamas.
That's bad taste.
(heartbeat thumping)
You know, you got no class at all.
(Cokeman whimpering)
(Cokeman gasping)
(heartbeat thumping)
(audience applauding)
- This has been a divine evening.
But really, darling, we must stop.
I mean, after all,
he has won 20 thousand
dollars or our money.
- Okay, cab driver.
Double or nothing.
(Cokeman gasping)
(heartbeat thumping)
- Help me.
(Cokeman gasping)
- What do you know?
A dope dealer with a heart condition.
(thug laughing)
(Cokeman gasping)
(heartbeat thumping)
(Cokeman gagging)
(Jason laughing)
- [Jason] Woo.
- Here's my marker.
- Hmmm?
- Uh-uh.
(Jason chuckling)
- Mmmm.
Didn't see that.
- You're gonna burst out
of all your clothes, Jason.
- I gotta keep my strength up.
I'm back in business and
I've got a very heavy day.
- [Mama] I thought you were
through with the film business.
- That's what my partner thinks too.
But what goes around comes around.
And it's all coming my way, Mama.
- Careful of the car, hotdog.
You pay for the scratches.
(Jason laughing)
- I'll try to see you tonight, sweetheart.
I'll try.
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(foreboding music)
- I sure hope you got my money.
Because your friend didn't have enough.
He said you could make
up the difference, huh?
Well,
you got my money?
- Like I told you, some of it.
(Joey chuckling)
- You won 40 thousand dollars
playing black gay-man?
- Backgammon
I'll teach it to you sometime.
(Joey chuckling)
- Well, Mr. Movie Star Stud,
you just saved your life
showing good faith.
You are a pretty one, aren't you.
You must be a prize
stud, huh, movies star?
- Look, I made a deal with Cokeman.
I need more time.
(Joey chuckling)
- Ah, you're so impractical, movie star.
You know, you pretty people got no head
for the nitty gritty, you know?
- Look, let's go see Cokeman
right this fucking minute, huh?
- I don't go to funeral
parlors to talk business.
- What're you saying?
Huh?
What happened?
(Joey chuckling)
- Well.
Well, you see, he was so upset with you,
he started to bleed.
It's nice country out
here, lots of fresh air.
Look, I didn't kill the
fat, black fool, you did.
You did, movie star.
Oh, you're a pretty
little killer, aren't you?
You play games I never heard,
you go to movie premieres
and you kill your business partners
by choking them with bullshit.
- Get your fucking hand off me!
(Joey laughing)
(Jason groaning)
- You're a fine stud.
And you've already shown good faith.
I know you're going to perform
for your fat rich lady friend
and I know she's gonna
give you some money for it.
Because that's the only way
you're gonna stay alive.
(door thudding)
- Over here, hotdog.
Did you make your deal?
Oh well, what difference?
We'll go downtown and do some shopping
and I'll get you a pretty
shirt or something.
That'll cheer you up.
When things go bad, I always go shopping.
It's like taking a cold shower.
(Jason chuckling)
- Mama Lou,
I need 300 thousand
dollars or I'm a dead man.
- Is it that bad, hotdog?
- It's that bad.
- That's a lot of money.
What do I get out of it?
(Jason chuckling)
(Jason laughing)
- You get me.
(Jason snapping)
(Mama giggling)
- I'll buy that.
(Jason laughing)
(people chattering)
- Goombah, como va.
- Sit down, paisan.
- I got it.
- Please, my friend.
Let's talk business later.
Go on, eat, help yourself.
- Oh, I've eaten.
- Now don't be rude and
insult my friendship.
I said eat, movie star.
- I thought we were gonna meet in some
(Jason chuckling)
parking lot or trailer out in Brooklyn.
- You go to the movies too much.
- Well,
this is a bit out in the open, isn't it?
- We're friends, we're partners.
We don't have to hide
like a couple of scumbags.
(Jason laughing)
You've shown good faith
bringing me all this money in two days.
Brought all, that's the
best faith I've ever seen.
- Well,
I wanted to get this over
with as fast as possible.
- Eat the zucchini,
Mr. Black Gay-man.
- It's good.
- The whole kit and
caboodle in just two days.
You're fantastic.
You know what?
I'm asking you, my
black friend, know what?
- No.
- There's some business associates of mine
might think that a nigger,
excuse me,
black man,
who coughs up that amount of money
in just two days is a pussy.
Pigeon and a pussy.
But not me, no, I know you're a movie star
and you can do the impossible.
300 thousand dollars in two days.
How'd you do it?
- I took a loan.
(Joey laughing)
- What do you have, notches on it?
- It's all there.
Nice, crisp 50s.
- You really are a sharp-looking dude.
Isn't dude the word you guys use?
- I gotta go now.
- You mean you're gonna walk out of here
owing me 300 thousand dollars
like I'm some kind of asshole?
- What're you talking about?
- A man's died.
A dealer who was worth money to us.
Of course, interest on the
loan has occurred alarmingly
and there are traveling
expenses, they mount up.
And it's an estimate, mind you.
But the amount of your
obligation has escalated
to another 300 thousand.
(Joey sighing)
We're gonna love each other like brothers.
You're gonna teach me
your games and your jive
and all your fancy black tricks.
You've shown such good
faith, I wanna work with you.
In fact, Mr. Polish,
Mr. Sharp Guy, Mr. Hung
Black Gay-man Movie Star,
I'm gonna be your personal manager.
Black films are very interesting,
something I'd like to get
into, there's lots of action.
- Hey.
- Hey, what?
- What am I doing here?
I spent my whole life
trying to be fantastic
and here I sit,
talking to a piece of shit like you.
- Are you nuts?
- Shit.
- You still owe me 40 thousand dollars.
(Jason chuckling)
- I'm gonna kill you myself.
- Since you've shown such good faith,
I'll take a deposit.
Huh?
- I'm gonna blow your brains out.
(Jason chuckling)
- Goodbye.
And good luck.
Hands on the table.
Well, I guess you've gone about
as far as you can go, huh?
- Get this fork out of my neck.
- How are you going to explain this
to your family of greaseballs, huh?
(Jason chuckling)
Will you answer me that, little man?
(Joey gagging)
(intense music)
(heartbeat thumping)
See ya later.
(thudding)
(phone ringing)
- Hello, Jason!
- We're already here, bright boy.
We know you don't give a damn
about your friends up here.
But she told us there is
somebody you care about.
Your pretty little wife.
We want you, we want the money
and if we don't get it,
bye, bye birdie.
(upbeat bongo music)
- [Boys] Wow!
Wow!
- [Boy] Who are you, mister?
Who are you, mister?
Who are you, mister?
Who are you, mister?
(melancholy music)
(door pounding)
(metal cranking)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(suspenseful music)
(tires screeching)
(exciting beat music)
(engine rumbling)
(tires screeching)
(explosions rumbling)
(police sirens alarming)
- [Radio] Calling car 24.
- This is car 24, the
ambulance just got here.
They're both dead.
Truck driver's okay, a
little shook up though.
- [Jason] Okay, it's time to go to work.
(birds chirping)
(lights hissing)
- [Man] 96, take six.
(clapper clicking)
- [Jason] Action!
- Hey, baby, what's happening?
- Fantastic!
(people cheering)
(upbeat music)
- Hey!
Ole, ole!
Hey!
(exciting music)
(music distorting)
(pleasant music)
(exciting beat music)
(exciting beat music)