Living Single (1993–1998): Season 5, Episode 6 - Up the Ladder Through the Roof - full transcript
‐ Hey! ‐ Hey.
We just got back from the
Thompsons' garage sale
and boy, did we hit the jackpot.
Say the Thompsons
hit the jackpot
when they saw you two suckers.
Obviously, you're not a
garage sale connoisseur.
My baby is playin' a genuine
faux leopard ensemble.
And in my hand is a virtual
cornucopia of 60's classics.
Oh, dear, dear, dear, if
only there was someone
in the brownstone who
still had a record player.
Oh, snap! Look what I found.
Hey, hey, hey, be
careful with that now.
That is an exquisitely
preserved Barbie collectible.
Made even more
special by the fact that
little artistic Ne‐ne
painted Barbie black.
With that blonde hair,
she's a dead ringer
for Mary J. Blige.
Oh, let's see what
we've got here.
Oh, oh, "Martha
and the Vandellas"
and, "Up the Charelles" and..
My personal favorite,
"Shonda and the Shoopettes"
who immortalized
that famous phrase.
"Doo‐wop shoop‐shoop‐shoop
shoop shoop‐doo‐wop shoop‐shoop."
I don't know how you can
get so worked up about music
that was played out
before we were born.
Oh, shoot, girl, all those
beautiful girl‐groups
in the 60's with their
big hair and their big..
Ooh, mama, look,
it's "The Supremes."
♪ We are living ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Single ♪
♪ Ooh in a 90's kinda world ♪
♪ I'm glad I got my girls ♪
♪ Keep ya head up ♪
♪ What ♪
♪ Keep ya head up ♪
♪ That's right ♪
♪ Whenever this life get
tough you gotta fight with ♪
♪ My home girl standin'
to my left and my right ♪
♪ True blue we tight like glue ♪
♪ We are living ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Single ♪
♪ Aaah ♪
♪ Callin' out ♪
♪ Around the world ♪
♪ Are you ready for
a brand new beat ♪
♪ Summer's here
and the time is right ♪
♪ For dancing in the street ♪
♪ They're dancing in Chicago ♪
♪ In the street ♪
♪ Down in New Orleans ♪
♪ In the street ♪
♪ In New York City ♪
♪ All we need is music.. ♪
‐ Hey! ‐ Hey, hey!
Listen, I'm tired, and I
have a lot of work to do.
So I'mma ask you nicely.
Get on the soul
train and choo‐choo
your asses out of here.
Now, let's see. There's two,
four, five of us and one of you.
Hmm, shall we vote or save
her some embarrassment?
I say we embarrass her.
‐ Embarrass her.
‐ Hmm, here we go.
Alright, fine.
Bump y'all. I'm out.
This may have been a mistake.
Boss lady, I hope you
haven't locked yourself out.
Regine made me give
back the key I copied.
Well, I'm too tired
to put up with you.
But Regine and the cast of
"Fame" are inside dancing.
Wait now, man. The pendulous
princess wiggling and jiggling?
Oh, dance, my soft,
little Gypsy. Dance.
Sometimes I really
wish I lived alone.
Stupid.
'Five, six, seven, eight.'
♪ If you want him to be ♪
♪ What do you want him to be ♪
♪ The very heart of you ♪
♪ Make you want to breathe ♪
♪ Here's the thing to do ♪
♪ Tell him tell him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're.. ♪
No, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
♪ Tell him tell him ♪
♪ Tell him tell him right now ♪
Five, six, seven, eight!
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
always gonna love him ♪
♪ Ooh tell him now ooh ♪
Uh, Flo?
Just sing it straight,
honey. Okay?
This ain't jazz.
Sorry, Maxie, I just
get so carried away.
'Yeah, I guessed.'
You know, I think we
all need to be reminded..
Just who started this
group, "The Flavorettes."
Me!
'Now, when I found
you, you were nothing.'
And you would be
nothing without me.
Nothing.
Nothing, nothing.
That's what a black man
in America has, nothing.
Well, we would have
something if you'd start singin'
and stopped hanging out
with those black leopards.
Black Panthers.
Black Panthers, man!
Hey, hey, hey, peace and
love, girls, peace and love!
Now, all your
bickering is upsettin'
my sweet wheezing Rupert.
Well, maybe, sweet
wheezing Rupert
can stop suckin'
on that inhaler.
Maybe he can manage to
tell us if he booked us a gig.
Well, uh, uh, my‐my cousin
Marietta said we could play
at her big bridge party
in Chitalling‐Chow.
God, what kind of
jerk manager are you?
Oh, oh, God.
Guys, you know the offer
still stands for us to go and play
for my steady down
at the Highline Club.
Okay, I'm against
that for three reason.
Number one, it wasn't my idea.
Number two, it's not
a big enough house.
Number three, it was your idea.
Well, I think that we
should take the job.
I mean, I sure
could use the money.
Embutu, the little
African boy that I sponsor
he lost his goat in
the last heavy rain.
Look, man, dig this.
Now, we need to go
shake our groove thing
down at the Highline Club
so we can be seen.
Come on, who's in?
'Who's in?'
Oh, right, right, I'm
in, I'm in! I'm in! I'm in!
We'll change the lyrics
though. Think about this.
Tell him that our
children are starving.
Tell him that the time
of oppression is over.
Tell him! Tell him! Tell him!
Tell him we need jobs, man!
We need jobs, man!
Sorry, brother.
I'm sorry, brother.
Alright, I'm with it.
We play at the club.
Yeah, man.
But no more lyrics
from Cynthia X.
Girl, you need to get
with that high comb.
‐ Keepin' it natural, man. ‐ No!
‐ Keepin' it natural. ‐ No!
Why, sister, why?
Why? Think about it! Why?
Come on, stop it, now. Stop it.
I'm spoken for.
That's right, and
I speak loudly.
Get your own damn man.
Hey, groovy people,
welcome to the Highline.
Sunny Clifton.
If I'd known you were so pretty
we'd have taken you up on
that invitation a lot sooner.
Who is that sugar daddy?
The man who put "Shonda
and Shoopettes" on the map.
And Shonda's
husband on the curb.
That's right, kid,
it's me. OW Jones.
This could be the
luckiest night of your life.
And you won't be
disappointed, Mr. Jones.
Thanks for coming
out to hear me.
Yeah, you can, uh, thank
me by putting my butt in a seat
a drink in my hand and another
girl on my arm for balance.
‐ Oh, here you go. ‐ Oh, okay.
Yeah, this will do.
Oh, sing, Sunny!
Sing until my husband starts
to look good to me again.
Huh! Hey, hey, hey.
Thanks for loving me, baby.
But before I
shake, rattle and roll
I want to introduce you
to a hot new girl group.
Let's give a warm Highline
welcome to "The Flavorettes."
Hey, hey, hey, hey, be nice.
Or we'll stop giving away
those free Soul Power Afro picks.
♪ I know something about love ♪
♪ You've got to want it bad ♪
♪ And if that guy's
got into your blood ♪
♪ Go out and get him ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ If you want him to be ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ The very part of you ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ That makes you
want to breath ♪
♪ Here's a thing to do ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
always gonna love him ♪
♪ Tell him tell him tell
him tell him right now ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do
To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ I know something about love ♪
♪ You gotta take
him and show him ♪
♪ What the world is made of ♪
♪ One kiss will prove it ♪
♪ If you want him to be ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ Always by your side ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ Take his hand tonight ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ Swallow your foolish pride ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
always gonna love him ♪
♪ Come on and tell him ♪
♪ Tell him tell him tell
him tell him right now ♪
♪ Oh yeah‐h‐h‐h ♪
♪ Yeah‐h‐h‐h ♪
Ladies and gentlemen,
"The Flavorettes."
"The Flavorettes,"
ladies and gentlemen.
What in bell‐bottom hell
do you think you are doing?
I was trying to
entertain these people
till you got back
from your trip.
Uh, uh, excuse me.
Call me crazy
but I think I'm looking
at the next "Shoopettes."
Hey, man.
What makes you think we
want to be "Shoopettes?"
"Shoop, shoop," is the
sound that the broom makes
when it's sweeping the black
man under the carpet, man.
‐ Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey. ‐ Shoop! Shoop!
‐ Be quiet! ‐ Shoo..
He thinks we're out of sight.
Yeah, right. Okay.
And I could make
all y'all superstars
'cause when O‐Dubbs
says it, oh, it happens.
'And, oh, one other thing.'
Look here, baby.
‐ You sing lead. ‐ Oh.
'Cause you've got the
moves and the grooves.
♪ Does he love me ♪
♪ I want to know ♪
♪ How can I tell if
he loves me so ♪
♪ Is it in his eyes ♪
♪ Oh no you'll be deceived ♪
♪ Is it in his eyes ♪
♪ Oh no he'll make believe ♪
♪ If you want to know ♪
♪ Shoo‐shoo‐shoo ♪
♪ If he loves you so ♪
♪ Shoo‐shoo‐shoo ♪
♪ It's in his kiss ♪
♪ That's where it is ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
Look here, look here.
Baby, baby, baby.
Come on, we need to
see those beautiful eyes.
I tell you, um, you're
my favorite Flavorette.
Let me tell you one
damn thing, man.
Even if my vision wasn't blurry
you'd still wouldn't be my type.
You hear me?
Baby, look here.
I'm rich. I'm every
woman's type.
‐ Give me my glasses.
‐ Now, look here.
This is what y'all need to
do. Let's get back to work.
'Cause it's not the way you sing
it's the way y'all work it.
Now, let's do this!
Oh, and is this how
we're working it?
With Flo heading us up?
Back‐up is meant
for people like that
tone deaf Aretha chick upstairs.
‐ Dig the new look. ‐ Oh!
Wigs?
You, you expect
me to wear fake hair?
Well, I'm sorry, mister
but you're not turning
me into some... diva.
Come on now, Gina.
I mean, listen.
‐ We're always
gonna be friends. ‐ Oh!
Look, OW is just
trying to make us rich
famous, glamourous friends.
Dig?
Well, well, well.
You ladies have been
with me all of what, a day?
And already I got a gig for
"The Flavorettes" at the Apollo.
The Apollo? You're jiving me!
If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.
Bright lights, big city.
Here come Flo.
And everybody else.
Gather around, ladies, and take
a look at history in the making.
"Live at the Apollo.
Flo and The Flavorettes?"
How?
You changed the name of
our group behind our backs?
Hey, it's what's
best for me, right?
And what's best for me is
what's best for the group.
There you go.
I quit!
I never wanted the‐the
money, or the fame
or the‐the fancy dresses
and the‐the‐the hair.
I just wanna be with Rupert.
Hush puppy, are you sure?
I wanna marry you and‐and
put some beans in this oven.
Yeah, I'm out, too.
It's hard to change the world
while you're doing a shimmy.
Sunny!
Hey, you brought me flowers.
Oh, I knew you
wouldn't let me down.
These aren't for you,
Run‐Around Sue.
‐ Well.. ‐ Oh!
Seemed like a fair trade, Flo.
You get to sing lead, I
get your main squeeze.
‐ Hey, hey, hey, hey.. ‐ Argh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh..
Ho‐ho‐hold it, ladies,
there, ladies, ladies, ladies!
As much as I love
a good chick fight
and I do love chick fights..
The dresses and wigs, I
ain't paid for yet. Okay?
Two minutes,
ladies, two minutes.
Well, my sisters, I say we go.
I may be militant, but
my mama's out there.
Alright, I'll do it.
But you'll see me in hell
before I share a
stage with her again.
Sharing a stage with you?
Sharing a stage
with you is hell!
I lost my friends.
My man.
I mean, is this
the price of fame?
Oh, yeah.
Look here, baby.
Don't worry about it.
You've got it.
Yeah.
Who the hell needs 'em?
She's turned into a ruthless,
spotlight hoggin' bitch.
My work here is done.
♪ Oh... ♪
♪ Yeah babe ♪
♪ You are my heat ♪
♪ You are my fire ♪
♪ Made me weak
with strong desire ♪
♪ To love you child
my whole life long ♪
♪ Be it right or be it wrong ♪
♪ I just want to satisfy you ♪
♪ Though you're not
mine I can't deny you ♪
♪ Don't you hear
me talking baby ♪
♪ Love me now or I'll go ♪
♪ You're the heat ♪
♪ You are the fire ♪
♪ Crazy ♪
♪ You're not mine
I can't deny ya ♪
♪ Don't you hear
me talking baby ♪
♪ Love me now ♪
♪ And I love you ♪
♪ Or I'll go crazy ♪
♪ Ooh yeah‐h‐h ♪
♪ Oh‐oh.. ♪
How's it like, y'all?
I've warmed them up
for ya out there now.
‐ Thank you. ‐ Okay, bye‐bye.
‐ Great. ‐ Yeah.
That sister's
workin' it real hard
but she ain't never
gonna make it.
‐ Never. Come on,
let's go. ‐ Alright, let's go.
‐ Come on. ‐ Hey,
our turn. Alright!
‐ Alright, do it.
‐ Alright, Apollo.
Give it up.
For their debut at
the Apollo Theatre
let's hear it for "Flo
and the Flavorettes."
♪ Come with me ♪
♪ And we shall
run across the sky ♪
♪ And illuminate the night ♪
♪ Oh oh oh ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ Will try to guide you ♪
♪ To better times ♪
♪ And brighter days ♪
♪ Don't be afraid to go ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Where we can see ♪
♪ Heaven much better ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Where we can be
closer to heaven ♪
♪ We're going up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ We're gonna walk ♪
♪ Walk ♪
♪ We're gonna talk ♪
♪ Talk ♪
♪ We're gonna sing ♪
♪ About love and understandin' ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Hey we're going up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Ooh ooh up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Come on come on and walk ♪
♪ Walk ♪
♪ Come on and talk ♪
♪ Talk ♪
♪ Come on and sing about
love and understandin' ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Aah ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
Oh, that was wild.
Wow.
♪ Oh oh oh I ♪
Alright, y'all, listen now.
I got one question.
Am I still invited to the party?
Let's see what you got.
Whoo.
Sli‐I‐ide.
You know what I'm sayin'?
‐ Alright, good enough? ‐ Hmm.
Good audition, now step
to the back of the line.
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Where we can see
heaven much better.. ♪
One, two, three.
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ You are my head
you are my fire ♪
♪ You make me weak
with warm desire ♪
♪ To love you child
my whole life long ♪
♪ Be it right or it be ♪
♪ Whoo ♪
♪ I just want to satisfy you ♪
Woo‐hoo!
We just got back from the
Thompsons' garage sale
and boy, did we hit the jackpot.
Say the Thompsons
hit the jackpot
when they saw you two suckers.
Obviously, you're not a
garage sale connoisseur.
My baby is playin' a genuine
faux leopard ensemble.
And in my hand is a virtual
cornucopia of 60's classics.
Oh, dear, dear, dear, if
only there was someone
in the brownstone who
still had a record player.
Oh, snap! Look what I found.
Hey, hey, hey, be
careful with that now.
That is an exquisitely
preserved Barbie collectible.
Made even more
special by the fact that
little artistic Ne‐ne
painted Barbie black.
With that blonde hair,
she's a dead ringer
for Mary J. Blige.
Oh, let's see what
we've got here.
Oh, oh, "Martha
and the Vandellas"
and, "Up the Charelles" and..
My personal favorite,
"Shonda and the Shoopettes"
who immortalized
that famous phrase.
"Doo‐wop shoop‐shoop‐shoop
shoop shoop‐doo‐wop shoop‐shoop."
I don't know how you can
get so worked up about music
that was played out
before we were born.
Oh, shoot, girl, all those
beautiful girl‐groups
in the 60's with their
big hair and their big..
Ooh, mama, look,
it's "The Supremes."
♪ We are living ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ Single ♪
♪ Ooh in a 90's kinda world ♪
♪ I'm glad I got my girls ♪
♪ Keep ya head up ♪
♪ What ♪
♪ Keep ya head up ♪
♪ That's right ♪
♪ Whenever this life get
tough you gotta fight with ♪
♪ My home girl standin'
to my left and my right ♪
♪ True blue we tight like glue ♪
♪ We are living ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Check check check it out ♪
♪ Single ♪
♪ Aaah ♪
♪ Callin' out ♪
♪ Around the world ♪
♪ Are you ready for
a brand new beat ♪
♪ Summer's here
and the time is right ♪
♪ For dancing in the street ♪
♪ They're dancing in Chicago ♪
♪ In the street ♪
♪ Down in New Orleans ♪
♪ In the street ♪
♪ In New York City ♪
♪ All we need is music.. ♪
‐ Hey! ‐ Hey, hey!
Listen, I'm tired, and I
have a lot of work to do.
So I'mma ask you nicely.
Get on the soul
train and choo‐choo
your asses out of here.
Now, let's see. There's two,
four, five of us and one of you.
Hmm, shall we vote or save
her some embarrassment?
I say we embarrass her.
‐ Embarrass her.
‐ Hmm, here we go.
Alright, fine.
Bump y'all. I'm out.
This may have been a mistake.
Boss lady, I hope you
haven't locked yourself out.
Regine made me give
back the key I copied.
Well, I'm too tired
to put up with you.
But Regine and the cast of
"Fame" are inside dancing.
Wait now, man. The pendulous
princess wiggling and jiggling?
Oh, dance, my soft,
little Gypsy. Dance.
Sometimes I really
wish I lived alone.
Stupid.
'Five, six, seven, eight.'
♪ If you want him to be ♪
♪ What do you want him to be ♪
♪ The very heart of you ♪
♪ Make you want to breathe ♪
♪ Here's the thing to do ♪
♪ Tell him tell him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're.. ♪
No, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
♪ Tell him tell him ♪
♪ Tell him tell him right now ♪
Five, six, seven, eight!
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
always gonna love him ♪
♪ Ooh tell him now ooh ♪
Uh, Flo?
Just sing it straight,
honey. Okay?
This ain't jazz.
Sorry, Maxie, I just
get so carried away.
'Yeah, I guessed.'
You know, I think we
all need to be reminded..
Just who started this
group, "The Flavorettes."
Me!
'Now, when I found
you, you were nothing.'
And you would be
nothing without me.
Nothing.
Nothing, nothing.
That's what a black man
in America has, nothing.
Well, we would have
something if you'd start singin'
and stopped hanging out
with those black leopards.
Black Panthers.
Black Panthers, man!
Hey, hey, hey, peace and
love, girls, peace and love!
Now, all your
bickering is upsettin'
my sweet wheezing Rupert.
Well, maybe, sweet
wheezing Rupert
can stop suckin'
on that inhaler.
Maybe he can manage to
tell us if he booked us a gig.
Well, uh, uh, my‐my cousin
Marietta said we could play
at her big bridge party
in Chitalling‐Chow.
God, what kind of
jerk manager are you?
Oh, oh, God.
Guys, you know the offer
still stands for us to go and play
for my steady down
at the Highline Club.
Okay, I'm against
that for three reason.
Number one, it wasn't my idea.
Number two, it's not
a big enough house.
Number three, it was your idea.
Well, I think that we
should take the job.
I mean, I sure
could use the money.
Embutu, the little
African boy that I sponsor
he lost his goat in
the last heavy rain.
Look, man, dig this.
Now, we need to go
shake our groove thing
down at the Highline Club
so we can be seen.
Come on, who's in?
'Who's in?'
Oh, right, right, I'm
in, I'm in! I'm in! I'm in!
We'll change the lyrics
though. Think about this.
Tell him that our
children are starving.
Tell him that the time
of oppression is over.
Tell him! Tell him! Tell him!
Tell him we need jobs, man!
We need jobs, man!
Sorry, brother.
I'm sorry, brother.
Alright, I'm with it.
We play at the club.
Yeah, man.
But no more lyrics
from Cynthia X.
Girl, you need to get
with that high comb.
‐ Keepin' it natural, man. ‐ No!
‐ Keepin' it natural. ‐ No!
Why, sister, why?
Why? Think about it! Why?
Come on, stop it, now. Stop it.
I'm spoken for.
That's right, and
I speak loudly.
Get your own damn man.
Hey, groovy people,
welcome to the Highline.
Sunny Clifton.
If I'd known you were so pretty
we'd have taken you up on
that invitation a lot sooner.
Who is that sugar daddy?
The man who put "Shonda
and Shoopettes" on the map.
And Shonda's
husband on the curb.
That's right, kid,
it's me. OW Jones.
This could be the
luckiest night of your life.
And you won't be
disappointed, Mr. Jones.
Thanks for coming
out to hear me.
Yeah, you can, uh, thank
me by putting my butt in a seat
a drink in my hand and another
girl on my arm for balance.
‐ Oh, here you go. ‐ Oh, okay.
Yeah, this will do.
Oh, sing, Sunny!
Sing until my husband starts
to look good to me again.
Huh! Hey, hey, hey.
Thanks for loving me, baby.
But before I
shake, rattle and roll
I want to introduce you
to a hot new girl group.
Let's give a warm Highline
welcome to "The Flavorettes."
Hey, hey, hey, hey, be nice.
Or we'll stop giving away
those free Soul Power Afro picks.
♪ I know something about love ♪
♪ You've got to want it bad ♪
♪ And if that guy's
got into your blood ♪
♪ Go out and get him ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ If you want him to be ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ The very part of you ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ That makes you
want to breath ♪
♪ Here's a thing to do ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
always gonna love him ♪
♪ Tell him tell him tell
him tell him right now ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do
To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ I know something about love ♪
♪ You gotta take
him and show him ♪
♪ What the world is made of ♪
♪ One kiss will prove it ♪
♪ If you want him to be ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ Always by your side ♪
♪ To do‐do to do‐do ♪
♪ Take his hand tonight ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ Swallow your foolish pride ♪
♪ To do‐do ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
never gonna leave him ♪
♪ Tell him that you're
always gonna love him ♪
♪ Come on and tell him ♪
♪ Tell him tell him tell
him tell him right now ♪
♪ Oh yeah‐h‐h‐h ♪
♪ Yeah‐h‐h‐h ♪
Ladies and gentlemen,
"The Flavorettes."
"The Flavorettes,"
ladies and gentlemen.
What in bell‐bottom hell
do you think you are doing?
I was trying to
entertain these people
till you got back
from your trip.
Uh, uh, excuse me.
Call me crazy
but I think I'm looking
at the next "Shoopettes."
Hey, man.
What makes you think we
want to be "Shoopettes?"
"Shoop, shoop," is the
sound that the broom makes
when it's sweeping the black
man under the carpet, man.
‐ Hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey. ‐ Shoop! Shoop!
‐ Be quiet! ‐ Shoo..
He thinks we're out of sight.
Yeah, right. Okay.
And I could make
all y'all superstars
'cause when O‐Dubbs
says it, oh, it happens.
'And, oh, one other thing.'
Look here, baby.
‐ You sing lead. ‐ Oh.
'Cause you've got the
moves and the grooves.
♪ Does he love me ♪
♪ I want to know ♪
♪ How can I tell if
he loves me so ♪
♪ Is it in his eyes ♪
♪ Oh no you'll be deceived ♪
♪ Is it in his eyes ♪
♪ Oh no he'll make believe ♪
♪ If you want to know ♪
♪ Shoo‐shoo‐shoo ♪
♪ If he loves you so ♪
♪ Shoo‐shoo‐shoo ♪
♪ It's in his kiss ♪
♪ That's where it is ♪
♪ Oh yeah ♪
Look here, look here.
Baby, baby, baby.
Come on, we need to
see those beautiful eyes.
I tell you, um, you're
my favorite Flavorette.
Let me tell you one
damn thing, man.
Even if my vision wasn't blurry
you'd still wouldn't be my type.
You hear me?
Baby, look here.
I'm rich. I'm every
woman's type.
‐ Give me my glasses.
‐ Now, look here.
This is what y'all need to
do. Let's get back to work.
'Cause it's not the way you sing
it's the way y'all work it.
Now, let's do this!
Oh, and is this how
we're working it?
With Flo heading us up?
Back‐up is meant
for people like that
tone deaf Aretha chick upstairs.
‐ Dig the new look. ‐ Oh!
Wigs?
You, you expect
me to wear fake hair?
Well, I'm sorry, mister
but you're not turning
me into some... diva.
Come on now, Gina.
I mean, listen.
‐ We're always
gonna be friends. ‐ Oh!
Look, OW is just
trying to make us rich
famous, glamourous friends.
Dig?
Well, well, well.
You ladies have been
with me all of what, a day?
And already I got a gig for
"The Flavorettes" at the Apollo.
The Apollo? You're jiving me!
If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.
Bright lights, big city.
Here come Flo.
And everybody else.
Gather around, ladies, and take
a look at history in the making.
"Live at the Apollo.
Flo and The Flavorettes?"
How?
You changed the name of
our group behind our backs?
Hey, it's what's
best for me, right?
And what's best for me is
what's best for the group.
There you go.
I quit!
I never wanted the‐the
money, or the fame
or the‐the fancy dresses
and the‐the‐the hair.
I just wanna be with Rupert.
Hush puppy, are you sure?
I wanna marry you and‐and
put some beans in this oven.
Yeah, I'm out, too.
It's hard to change the world
while you're doing a shimmy.
Sunny!
Hey, you brought me flowers.
Oh, I knew you
wouldn't let me down.
These aren't for you,
Run‐Around Sue.
‐ Well.. ‐ Oh!
Seemed like a fair trade, Flo.
You get to sing lead, I
get your main squeeze.
‐ Hey, hey, hey, hey.. ‐ Argh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh..
Ho‐ho‐hold it, ladies,
there, ladies, ladies, ladies!
As much as I love
a good chick fight
and I do love chick fights..
The dresses and wigs, I
ain't paid for yet. Okay?
Two minutes,
ladies, two minutes.
Well, my sisters, I say we go.
I may be militant, but
my mama's out there.
Alright, I'll do it.
But you'll see me in hell
before I share a
stage with her again.
Sharing a stage with you?
Sharing a stage
with you is hell!
I lost my friends.
My man.
I mean, is this
the price of fame?
Oh, yeah.
Look here, baby.
Don't worry about it.
You've got it.
Yeah.
Who the hell needs 'em?
She's turned into a ruthless,
spotlight hoggin' bitch.
My work here is done.
♪ Oh... ♪
♪ Yeah babe ♪
♪ You are my heat ♪
♪ You are my fire ♪
♪ Made me weak
with strong desire ♪
♪ To love you child
my whole life long ♪
♪ Be it right or be it wrong ♪
♪ I just want to satisfy you ♪
♪ Though you're not
mine I can't deny you ♪
♪ Don't you hear
me talking baby ♪
♪ Love me now or I'll go ♪
♪ You're the heat ♪
♪ You are the fire ♪
♪ Crazy ♪
♪ You're not mine
I can't deny ya ♪
♪ Don't you hear
me talking baby ♪
♪ Love me now ♪
♪ And I love you ♪
♪ Or I'll go crazy ♪
♪ Ooh yeah‐h‐h ♪
♪ Oh‐oh.. ♪
How's it like, y'all?
I've warmed them up
for ya out there now.
‐ Thank you. ‐ Okay, bye‐bye.
‐ Great. ‐ Yeah.
That sister's
workin' it real hard
but she ain't never
gonna make it.
‐ Never. Come on,
let's go. ‐ Alright, let's go.
‐ Come on. ‐ Hey,
our turn. Alright!
‐ Alright, do it.
‐ Alright, Apollo.
Give it up.
For their debut at
the Apollo Theatre
let's hear it for "Flo
and the Flavorettes."
♪ Come with me ♪
♪ And we shall
run across the sky ♪
♪ And illuminate the night ♪
♪ Oh oh oh ♪
♪ I ♪
♪ Will try to guide you ♪
♪ To better times ♪
♪ And brighter days ♪
♪ Don't be afraid to go ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Where we can see ♪
♪ Heaven much better ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Where we can be
closer to heaven ♪
♪ We're going up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ We're gonna walk ♪
♪ Walk ♪
♪ We're gonna talk ♪
♪ Talk ♪
♪ We're gonna sing ♪
♪ About love and understandin' ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Hey we're going up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Ooh ooh up the ♪
♪ Up the ♪
♪ Come on come on and walk ♪
♪ Walk ♪
♪ Come on and talk ♪
♪ Talk ♪
♪ Come on and sing about
love and understandin' ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Aah ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Ooh ooh ♪
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
Oh, that was wild.
Wow.
♪ Oh oh oh I ♪
Alright, y'all, listen now.
I got one question.
Am I still invited to the party?
Let's see what you got.
Whoo.
Sli‐I‐ide.
You know what I'm sayin'?
‐ Alright, good enough? ‐ Hmm.
Good audition, now step
to the back of the line.
♪ Up the ladder to the roof ♪
♪ Where we can see
heaven much better.. ♪
One, two, three.
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ You are my head
you are my fire ♪
♪ You make me weak
with warm desire ♪
♪ To love you child
my whole life long ♪
♪ Be it right or it be ♪
♪ Whoo ♪
♪ I just want to satisfy you ♪
Woo‐hoo!