The DL Chronicles (2005–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Boo - full transcript
narrator)
black men. very much like myself.
some not.
black men
whose voices are muted,
swept under the carpet,
silenced by secrecy.
the dl man blurs the lines
between an otherwise
supposed clear distinction
between gay and straight,
normal and abnormal,
moral and immoral...
like a child joining
two bloodlines.
one dirty and one clean.
black men caught somewhere
in between a definition
and a designation.
living in a gray area.
living on the down low.
- .. to sing my life
- .. sing my life, sing my life ..
.. sing my life,
sing my life ..
narrator)
stereotype:
a formulaic
and oversimplified
conception,
opinion, or image.
one that is regarded
as embodying, or conforming
to a set image or type.
that of the black man:
powerful, angry, criminal.
sexual predator.
juxtapose to that
of the gay man.
distrustful, obscene,
sexually promiscuous.
now...into the down low.
both black and gay.
both misunderstood
and feared.
well, how?d he get
my phone number, then?
but how much is fact?
go home, boo.
and how much is fiction?
take your little
garbage bag
and go back home
to your momma house,
because you?re not
coming back up in here.
l told you to go back to your momma
house with your little bit of shit.
why are you
so fucking angry?
y ou got all these bitches
calling my house.
man, l ain?t got
no bitches--
all hours of the night.
why you trippin??
l told you to leave!
hear me out, keisha.
hear me out.
what the fuck
l need to hear?
l heard it all.
l?m tired of it.
l aint? done nothing.
l didn?t do shit.
why you tripping?
whatever.
whatever.
meet boo.
keisha!
fuck you, boo.
keisha, come on, man,
open the door!
keisha, l love you, girl.
lt?s me and you, girl.
l tore that shit up,
right?
laughing)
y ou know we gotta keep
this shit on the low, okay?
okay.
l tore that shit up,
right?
y ou ought to keep this on
the low, though, aight?
y o, keisha was by here
looking for you.
y ou got kicked
out again?
what she say?
she asked
where you was at.
what you tell her?
l don?t know where
the fuck you be at.
what up, d?
what up, boo?
give me a square.
man,
get your own squares.
lf you don?t give
me a square,
l?m gonna fuck
your little ass up.
bitch ass.
look at that faggot jesse.
jesse)
hey.
hey, little tony.
hey, boo.
jesse)
y ou got a square?
no.
shit. l need a square.
just got to suck
on something, don?t you?
anyways...you?re
looking good, boo.
l ain?t seen you around here in a while.
where you been?
why you all up in
this man?s business?
ain?t nobody talking
to you, deron.
get on my nerves.
hey man, take your
faggot ass home.
don?t you got some
dicks to suck?
fuck y?all.
wish you could.
y ou wish you could
have this tight ass,
but you
can?t touch this.
man, get your alds-infected
ass away from here.
l know you and kyle ain?t
talking about nobody
but y?all dirty dicks.
y eah, that?s right,
l heard.
that?s so sad.
can?t stand fags.
two rusty-legged ass niggas
in the bed together?
y eah, that?s why alds
and shit is everywhere.
pager beeping)
damn.
who dat?
lisa.
- gotta take her ass to the clinic.
- again?
l will never use
protection, do y?all?
man, she?s supposed to be on
the motherfucking pill, man.
man, you know these bitches
be trying to trip a nigga up.
fuck that.
shit ain?t mine anyway.
ain?t never yours,
is it?
now come on, carl,
let?s go, l?m out.
all right.
boo, tell the truth.
y ou ever sucked a dick
when you was locked up?
homosexuals
cannot produce children.
they?re not a family,
and so we?re about
as blunt as they are.
and to demonstrate,
l will show you.
two male ends, and there?s
nothing going on there.
lt doesn?t work.
when you have a female and a male,
then it works.
boo)
hey, mama.
boo)
hey, mama.
hey, baby.
man on tv)
and unfortunately,
if you
want to have a family--
now don?t you be making no dishes
after l done washed them.
l?ll wash them up.
do you see all
these gay people on tv?
he was a little bit scared
of the cartoon characters.
man on the news trying
to get married.
lord, that?s
a doggone shame.
the world has gotten
so corrupt.
but when jesus come back,
they all gonna have
to give an accounting.
mama, you ain?t got
nothing to eat in here?
did you buy
something to eat?
ah, there?s a little
collard greens in there.
some leftover chicken.
l don?t want soul food.
l could eat some cereal.
why you ain?t
over at keisha?s?
she done put
you out again.
the gas don?t work?
did you pay
the gas bill?
damn.
hey, you,
watch your mouth.
she done put you
out again, huh?
boo, when you
gonna settle down?
y ou need to find you a nice
girl and just settle down,
because you getting too old
for all this running around and stuff.
all these diseases
out here.
all right?
y ou young people, y?all
ain?t scared of nothing,
but you better be praying.
ma, keisha gonna
let me back in.
y ou know, she just
be tripping.
hmm.
y ou know, you
just hard-headed.
y ou gonna do what
you want to do,
?cause you grown, huh?
ah, look at there,
look at that.
y es, we have two sons,
caleb and alfred.
caleb is 8 years old,
alfred is 6.
mama)
lord, have mercy on his soul.
now, a man ain?t supposed to be
laying with no other man.
lord, l tell you, it ain?t
right, all this gay stuff.
why don?t they just
keep it to themselves?
l ain?t gay.
l mean, ain?t nobody
fucking me.
ain?t no man
going in my ass.
l?ll let you suck my dick.
l?ll fuck you, but
you ain?t fucking me,
lt?s like being
with a chick.
a bitch can suck my dick.
and l?ll fuck her.
but she can?t bang me.
that?s the way that
shit was in the pen.
l ain?t buying
no shit like that.
y ou just let him
get my nut off.
right.
man, a man ain?t meant
to be with just one woman.
back in the days
in africa and shit,
a man got as much
pussy as he wanted to,
and weren?t
nobody tripping.
when we laid the dick,
they had shit
to say but ??y es, sir.??
nowadays,
bitches be complaining
about a man?s natural desires.
falling in love and shit.
when they know all they want
me to do is hit it.
getting jealous.
l mean, fuck, just
because l?m with you
don?t mean there ain?t
enough of me to go around.
l?m still a man, you know?
um,
l gotta go to work
pretty early
in the morning,
and it?s getting
kind of late, so...
keisha!
open the door!
open the door, keisha!
well, don?t be making
no scene in my building.
why you got me looking
stupid out here?
what you come here for
in the first place?
come on, keisha.
l said l?m sorry,
man, aight?
now, why we gotta be
fighting like this, man?
this don?t make
no damn sense.
y ou fucking around on me
don?t make no sense.
l told you, that didn?t
mean nothing to me.
now, what?s most
important to me?
how l know you ain?t
just talking again?
l seen the error
in my ways.
plus, l brought
my stuff here.
l?m moving in.
for real this time.
lt?s me and you.
and l know
you miss this dick.
don?t be frowning.
ain?t nobody gonna pull
them lips back like me.
now l know you?re horny.
no one treat that
pussy like me, huh?
wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait!
what?
y ou got a condom?
y ou?re on the pill,
ain?t you?
y eah, but...
goddamn, keisha, you got
me all hard and shit.
why you gotta be bringing up the past?
l ain?t got shit.
keisha.
keisha.
hmm.
get up, l gotta go.
what time is it?
where you going?
going to get
some squares.
l gotta go to the
store real quick.
okay.
hey.
y ou got a couple dollars?
sigh)
boo)
y ou see, things be real stupid and shit.
man, they don?t know
what the hell they want.
any real man would tell
them what they want.
y ou see, a chick need a man
to tell them what they need.
they may get mad at you and all lonely
and shit, and upset with you.
man, truth is, just
wait that shit out...
because a little
dick will suffice,
and their asses
will be content.
y ou play that shit right,
shit, you can get them
to do just about anything.
hold up, hold up,
l?m about to come.
y ou liked that shit,
didn?t you?
lt was all right.
move!
where you go
last night?
what?
y ou heard me.
where you go last night?
what you mean where l go out?
l went to get some cigarettes.
well, where
they at, then?
man, don?t be
trying to dis me.
- where, boo?
- they must be in my pants pocket.
oh, which pants pocket?
l went through the ones
you wore last night,
and l ain?t found
no cigarettes.
man, keisha, l most
have smoked them all.
get out!
see, keisha, damn!
there you go again,
tripping, man!
get out!
told you there ain?t
no other woman!
give me a square.
got kicked out again.
she gonna let me
back in.
she gonna let me back in.
phone ringing)
answering machine)
hey, this is keisha,
l?m not home, l?m probably
out getting my party on,
so leave me a message, and l?ll
call you back if l feel like it.
keisha, pick up
the phone.
pick up the phone, keisha!
phone ringing)
answering machine)
what up? this is d.
hit me back. peace.
what?s up, man? lt?s boo.
lt?s been a minute.
where you been?
hit me back, aight?
y ou take care
of that business?
no, man.
fuck that bitch.
what happened?
she didn?t want
to go through with it.
talking about she gonna
have the baby and shit.
see, man, what?s wrong
with y?all little shorties
is y?all don?t know how to pimp
these bitches like a real player.
man, you fuck
with these hos,
they get you all
strung and shit.
before you know it they telling you
what the fuck is up.
fuck her, man.
that shit ain?t
mine anyway.
l know what?s up.
she think l don?t know she
been creeping with her ex
since he been
back in town.
so you ought
to go fuck him up.
nah. lt?s cool.
been seeing
this new honey
from over east.
puerto rican chick.
bad as hell.
she be calling you papi chulo
and shit like that, right?
y eah.
hey, uh, let?s go
take care of this.
.... distant gospel)
choir)
.. god set me free ..
.. lord ..
.. god set me free ..
y o.
what?s up?
nothing.
all right, hold up,
hold on.
all right, turn over.
what?
turn over.
nah, nah.
l don?t know.
come on, man, my shit
is hard as a rock, man, come on.
turn over.
we ain?t got no hats.
oh, what?s up, baby.
y ou don?t trust me, huh?
open the door!
boo, what is your
fucking problem?
- let me in.
- boo, it is 7:00 in the morning.
why you ain?t
answering my calls?
boo, go back to your momma
house and grow the fuck up.
see, keisha, there you
go again, you talk--
y ou goddamn right.
lt?s 7:00 in the morning,
and you banging
on my goddamn door.
man)
why don?t you shut up!
y ou?re waking everybody
in the building up.
well, let me in, then.
l?ve been calling
your ass for two weeks.
l keep getting that silly-ass
answering machine.
and so what?
y ou got somebody
in there, keisha?
please.
then why you won?t
you let me in?
keisha, you got
somebody in there?
no!
y ou got another nigga
in there, keisha?
man)
who the fuck is that?
- who the fuck is that?
- nobody.
man, stop lying.
lt was the tv.
bitch, you just
woke the fuck up.
how the fuck the tv
supposed to be on?
y ou better let me
in this motherfucker.
- indistinct male voice)
- ssh!
go home, boo, it?s too
early for your shit.
go home, boo, or l?m
calling the police!
l don?t care!
y ou gonna violate your parole, and they
gonna lock your dumb ass back up.
l don?t care.
keisha!
y o, player, the lady says
she don?t want to be bothered.
what?
l said the lady said she
don?t want to be bothered,
so let?s just be cool
and step on, player.
okay.
aight.
l ain?t even gonna
sweat this shit.
aight, then.
this nigga?s dick ain?t
even as big as mine.
l know you planning
on replacing that milk,
after putting your
dirty mouth on it.
but l guess you gotta get
you a job first, don?t you?
come on, ma,
not right now.
lf not now, when?
boo, you have to start
carrying your weight around here.
l can?t keep
taking care of you.
l?m moving out
real soon.
gettin? my own spot.
oh really?
with who, keisha?
l ain?t trying
to go there.
ah, keisha not gonna
let you back in, huh?
l guess you really
done did it this time.
y ou just like your father.
sleeping around with everything
that sat down to pee.
l ain?t trying
to hear that.
y our father fooled
around on me so much.
she the one fooling
around on me.
l ain?t did
nothing to that girl.
who you think
you?re fooling?
l know my sons.
well, at least y?all ain?t walking
around here trying to be gay,
trying to be a woman,
like miss washington?s
son up the street.
what?s that boy?s name?
jesse.
y eah, jesse.
l feel so sorry
for miss washington.
well, l?m going to church.
l?m gonna pray
for y?all.
going to put your
name on the altar.
tv turns on)
knocking)
man)
excuse me, ma?am.
l got a call that you were
having cable problems?
l?m here to check
your connections.
woman)
oh yeah, thank you for coming.
l?ve been having
some trouble in bed--
oh, l mean in the bedroom.
man)
why don?t l take a look for myself?
banging on door)
who is it?
who the fuck
you think it is?
- banging on door)
- open the door!
damn, boo.
y ou ain?t gonna
believe this shit.
what up?
deron.
what about him?
he got fucked up.
he got jumped?
nah, they say
that fool got alds,
and his girl lisa,
she got it, too.
for real?
ah, man, how do you
know that shit true, man?
fools be making up
stories everyday.
l was wondering why he
ain?t been around lately.
kyle found out his ass has been
in the hospital with pneumonia.
he didn?t want anybody
to know and shit.
what the fuck pneumonia
got to do with it?
any motherfucker
can catch a cold.
man, if you don?t get your ass
out of my room, man--
on pop?s grave,
boo, on the real.
his girl
found that shit out
when he took her
to the clinic that day.
l think
she gave it to him
because she be
out there wildin?
with a whole bunch
of dudes.
even kyle
hit that shit.
that?s fucked up,
ain?t it?
phone ringing)
male operator)
welcome to southwest bell. what listing?
hello?
y eah, um...
what listing, please?
can l have the
number for--
operator)
l?m sorry, sir, what was that?
sir?
hello?
sir.
phone ringing)
answering machine)
hey, this is keisha.
l?m not home, l?m probably
out getting my party on,
so leave me a message, and l?ll
call you back if l feel like it.
keisha, this is boo.
keisha, pick up the phone.
keisha, call me back,
aight, it?s important.
y ou like it?
y es.
y ou?re on it, baby.
oh, yeah!
aw, fuck.
oh! like heaven!
l?m gonna co--
oh, no, l?m coming.
l ain?t no fag!
l?m a man
like any other man.
l just like to fuck,
that?s all.
y eah, l know it?s wrong,
creeping and shit.
but we all creep.
women, too.
who l like to fuck
ain?t nobody business.
this ain?t nothing new.
naw.
l?m just keeping it real.
hey, boo,
you got a square?
man, l don?t know
how you do it, dude.
honey, it ain?t
easy being me.
but it?s better than
being somebody else.
just got to do my
thing, you know?
muffled car stereo)
.. damn, l really
want a taste ..
.. ?cause a really
mm-mmm good ..
girl)
come here!
.. let?s get a little stud ..
.. better think twice
with the wood ..
.. let?s all get grown ..
.. hit the bar,
let?s sip patron ..
.. l ain?t ever gonna
let you take me home ..
.. ?cause l?m gonna be here
?till 6:00 in the morning ..
what up, nikka?
what?s up, boo?
where you been?
chillin?.
y eah?
where?s keisha?
we ain?t together
no more.
well , you know, she didn?t deserve
no real man like you anyway.
and where your man at?
probably somewhere
fucking around.
whatever.
so what you trying
to get into?
just trying to see
what?s up with you.
y ou want a ride?
narrator)
the one truth about stereotype is,
like beauty, it lies
in the eye of the beholder.
y et the down low man
carries the brunt of blame
because his stereotype
provides an easy answer
to a fault
that lies with us all.
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
closed-captioned by
j.r. media services, lnc. burbank, ca
black men. very much like myself.
some not.
black men
whose voices are muted,
swept under the carpet,
silenced by secrecy.
the dl man blurs the lines
between an otherwise
supposed clear distinction
between gay and straight,
normal and abnormal,
moral and immoral...
like a child joining
two bloodlines.
one dirty and one clean.
black men caught somewhere
in between a definition
and a designation.
living in a gray area.
living on the down low.
- .. to sing my life
- .. sing my life, sing my life ..
.. sing my life,
sing my life ..
narrator)
stereotype:
a formulaic
and oversimplified
conception,
opinion, or image.
one that is regarded
as embodying, or conforming
to a set image or type.
that of the black man:
powerful, angry, criminal.
sexual predator.
juxtapose to that
of the gay man.
distrustful, obscene,
sexually promiscuous.
now...into the down low.
both black and gay.
both misunderstood
and feared.
well, how?d he get
my phone number, then?
but how much is fact?
go home, boo.
and how much is fiction?
take your little
garbage bag
and go back home
to your momma house,
because you?re not
coming back up in here.
l told you to go back to your momma
house with your little bit of shit.
why are you
so fucking angry?
y ou got all these bitches
calling my house.
man, l ain?t got
no bitches--
all hours of the night.
why you trippin??
l told you to leave!
hear me out, keisha.
hear me out.
what the fuck
l need to hear?
l heard it all.
l?m tired of it.
l aint? done nothing.
l didn?t do shit.
why you tripping?
whatever.
whatever.
meet boo.
keisha!
fuck you, boo.
keisha, come on, man,
open the door!
keisha, l love you, girl.
lt?s me and you, girl.
l tore that shit up,
right?
laughing)
y ou know we gotta keep
this shit on the low, okay?
okay.
l tore that shit up,
right?
y ou ought to keep this on
the low, though, aight?
y o, keisha was by here
looking for you.
y ou got kicked
out again?
what she say?
she asked
where you was at.
what you tell her?
l don?t know where
the fuck you be at.
what up, d?
what up, boo?
give me a square.
man,
get your own squares.
lf you don?t give
me a square,
l?m gonna fuck
your little ass up.
bitch ass.
look at that faggot jesse.
jesse)
hey.
hey, little tony.
hey, boo.
jesse)
y ou got a square?
no.
shit. l need a square.
just got to suck
on something, don?t you?
anyways...you?re
looking good, boo.
l ain?t seen you around here in a while.
where you been?
why you all up in
this man?s business?
ain?t nobody talking
to you, deron.
get on my nerves.
hey man, take your
faggot ass home.
don?t you got some
dicks to suck?
fuck y?all.
wish you could.
y ou wish you could
have this tight ass,
but you
can?t touch this.
man, get your alds-infected
ass away from here.
l know you and kyle ain?t
talking about nobody
but y?all dirty dicks.
y eah, that?s right,
l heard.
that?s so sad.
can?t stand fags.
two rusty-legged ass niggas
in the bed together?
y eah, that?s why alds
and shit is everywhere.
pager beeping)
damn.
who dat?
lisa.
- gotta take her ass to the clinic.
- again?
l will never use
protection, do y?all?
man, she?s supposed to be on
the motherfucking pill, man.
man, you know these bitches
be trying to trip a nigga up.
fuck that.
shit ain?t mine anyway.
ain?t never yours,
is it?
now come on, carl,
let?s go, l?m out.
all right.
boo, tell the truth.
y ou ever sucked a dick
when you was locked up?
homosexuals
cannot produce children.
they?re not a family,
and so we?re about
as blunt as they are.
and to demonstrate,
l will show you.
two male ends, and there?s
nothing going on there.
lt doesn?t work.
when you have a female and a male,
then it works.
boo)
hey, mama.
boo)
hey, mama.
hey, baby.
man on tv)
and unfortunately,
if you
want to have a family--
now don?t you be making no dishes
after l done washed them.
l?ll wash them up.
do you see all
these gay people on tv?
he was a little bit scared
of the cartoon characters.
man on the news trying
to get married.
lord, that?s
a doggone shame.
the world has gotten
so corrupt.
but when jesus come back,
they all gonna have
to give an accounting.
mama, you ain?t got
nothing to eat in here?
did you buy
something to eat?
ah, there?s a little
collard greens in there.
some leftover chicken.
l don?t want soul food.
l could eat some cereal.
why you ain?t
over at keisha?s?
she done put
you out again.
the gas don?t work?
did you pay
the gas bill?
damn.
hey, you,
watch your mouth.
she done put you
out again, huh?
boo, when you
gonna settle down?
y ou need to find you a nice
girl and just settle down,
because you getting too old
for all this running around and stuff.
all these diseases
out here.
all right?
y ou young people, y?all
ain?t scared of nothing,
but you better be praying.
ma, keisha gonna
let me back in.
y ou know, she just
be tripping.
hmm.
y ou know, you
just hard-headed.
y ou gonna do what
you want to do,
?cause you grown, huh?
ah, look at there,
look at that.
y es, we have two sons,
caleb and alfred.
caleb is 8 years old,
alfred is 6.
mama)
lord, have mercy on his soul.
now, a man ain?t supposed to be
laying with no other man.
lord, l tell you, it ain?t
right, all this gay stuff.
why don?t they just
keep it to themselves?
l ain?t gay.
l mean, ain?t nobody
fucking me.
ain?t no man
going in my ass.
l?ll let you suck my dick.
l?ll fuck you, but
you ain?t fucking me,
lt?s like being
with a chick.
a bitch can suck my dick.
and l?ll fuck her.
but she can?t bang me.
that?s the way that
shit was in the pen.
l ain?t buying
no shit like that.
y ou just let him
get my nut off.
right.
man, a man ain?t meant
to be with just one woman.
back in the days
in africa and shit,
a man got as much
pussy as he wanted to,
and weren?t
nobody tripping.
when we laid the dick,
they had shit
to say but ??y es, sir.??
nowadays,
bitches be complaining
about a man?s natural desires.
falling in love and shit.
when they know all they want
me to do is hit it.
getting jealous.
l mean, fuck, just
because l?m with you
don?t mean there ain?t
enough of me to go around.
l?m still a man, you know?
um,
l gotta go to work
pretty early
in the morning,
and it?s getting
kind of late, so...
keisha!
open the door!
open the door, keisha!
well, don?t be making
no scene in my building.
why you got me looking
stupid out here?
what you come here for
in the first place?
come on, keisha.
l said l?m sorry,
man, aight?
now, why we gotta be
fighting like this, man?
this don?t make
no damn sense.
y ou fucking around on me
don?t make no sense.
l told you, that didn?t
mean nothing to me.
now, what?s most
important to me?
how l know you ain?t
just talking again?
l seen the error
in my ways.
plus, l brought
my stuff here.
l?m moving in.
for real this time.
lt?s me and you.
and l know
you miss this dick.
don?t be frowning.
ain?t nobody gonna pull
them lips back like me.
now l know you?re horny.
no one treat that
pussy like me, huh?
wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait!
what?
y ou got a condom?
y ou?re on the pill,
ain?t you?
y eah, but...
goddamn, keisha, you got
me all hard and shit.
why you gotta be bringing up the past?
l ain?t got shit.
keisha.
keisha.
hmm.
get up, l gotta go.
what time is it?
where you going?
going to get
some squares.
l gotta go to the
store real quick.
okay.
hey.
y ou got a couple dollars?
sigh)
boo)
y ou see, things be real stupid and shit.
man, they don?t know
what the hell they want.
any real man would tell
them what they want.
y ou see, a chick need a man
to tell them what they need.
they may get mad at you and all lonely
and shit, and upset with you.
man, truth is, just
wait that shit out...
because a little
dick will suffice,
and their asses
will be content.
y ou play that shit right,
shit, you can get them
to do just about anything.
hold up, hold up,
l?m about to come.
y ou liked that shit,
didn?t you?
lt was all right.
move!
where you go
last night?
what?
y ou heard me.
where you go last night?
what you mean where l go out?
l went to get some cigarettes.
well, where
they at, then?
man, don?t be
trying to dis me.
- where, boo?
- they must be in my pants pocket.
oh, which pants pocket?
l went through the ones
you wore last night,
and l ain?t found
no cigarettes.
man, keisha, l most
have smoked them all.
get out!
see, keisha, damn!
there you go again,
tripping, man!
get out!
told you there ain?t
no other woman!
give me a square.
got kicked out again.
she gonna let me
back in.
she gonna let me back in.
phone ringing)
answering machine)
hey, this is keisha,
l?m not home, l?m probably
out getting my party on,
so leave me a message, and l?ll
call you back if l feel like it.
keisha, pick up
the phone.
pick up the phone, keisha!
phone ringing)
answering machine)
what up? this is d.
hit me back. peace.
what?s up, man? lt?s boo.
lt?s been a minute.
where you been?
hit me back, aight?
y ou take care
of that business?
no, man.
fuck that bitch.
what happened?
she didn?t want
to go through with it.
talking about she gonna
have the baby and shit.
see, man, what?s wrong
with y?all little shorties
is y?all don?t know how to pimp
these bitches like a real player.
man, you fuck
with these hos,
they get you all
strung and shit.
before you know it they telling you
what the fuck is up.
fuck her, man.
that shit ain?t
mine anyway.
l know what?s up.
she think l don?t know she
been creeping with her ex
since he been
back in town.
so you ought
to go fuck him up.
nah. lt?s cool.
been seeing
this new honey
from over east.
puerto rican chick.
bad as hell.
she be calling you papi chulo
and shit like that, right?
y eah.
hey, uh, let?s go
take care of this.
.... distant gospel)
choir)
.. god set me free ..
.. lord ..
.. god set me free ..
y o.
what?s up?
nothing.
all right, hold up,
hold on.
all right, turn over.
what?
turn over.
nah, nah.
l don?t know.
come on, man, my shit
is hard as a rock, man, come on.
turn over.
we ain?t got no hats.
oh, what?s up, baby.
y ou don?t trust me, huh?
open the door!
boo, what is your
fucking problem?
- let me in.
- boo, it is 7:00 in the morning.
why you ain?t
answering my calls?
boo, go back to your momma
house and grow the fuck up.
see, keisha, there you
go again, you talk--
y ou goddamn right.
lt?s 7:00 in the morning,
and you banging
on my goddamn door.
man)
why don?t you shut up!
y ou?re waking everybody
in the building up.
well, let me in, then.
l?ve been calling
your ass for two weeks.
l keep getting that silly-ass
answering machine.
and so what?
y ou got somebody
in there, keisha?
please.
then why you won?t
you let me in?
keisha, you got
somebody in there?
no!
y ou got another nigga
in there, keisha?
man)
who the fuck is that?
- who the fuck is that?
- nobody.
man, stop lying.
lt was the tv.
bitch, you just
woke the fuck up.
how the fuck the tv
supposed to be on?
y ou better let me
in this motherfucker.
- indistinct male voice)
- ssh!
go home, boo, it?s too
early for your shit.
go home, boo, or l?m
calling the police!
l don?t care!
y ou gonna violate your parole, and they
gonna lock your dumb ass back up.
l don?t care.
keisha!
y o, player, the lady says
she don?t want to be bothered.
what?
l said the lady said she
don?t want to be bothered,
so let?s just be cool
and step on, player.
okay.
aight.
l ain?t even gonna
sweat this shit.
aight, then.
this nigga?s dick ain?t
even as big as mine.
l know you planning
on replacing that milk,
after putting your
dirty mouth on it.
but l guess you gotta get
you a job first, don?t you?
come on, ma,
not right now.
lf not now, when?
boo, you have to start
carrying your weight around here.
l can?t keep
taking care of you.
l?m moving out
real soon.
gettin? my own spot.
oh really?
with who, keisha?
l ain?t trying
to go there.
ah, keisha not gonna
let you back in, huh?
l guess you really
done did it this time.
y ou just like your father.
sleeping around with everything
that sat down to pee.
l ain?t trying
to hear that.
y our father fooled
around on me so much.
she the one fooling
around on me.
l ain?t did
nothing to that girl.
who you think
you?re fooling?
l know my sons.
well, at least y?all ain?t walking
around here trying to be gay,
trying to be a woman,
like miss washington?s
son up the street.
what?s that boy?s name?
jesse.
y eah, jesse.
l feel so sorry
for miss washington.
well, l?m going to church.
l?m gonna pray
for y?all.
going to put your
name on the altar.
tv turns on)
knocking)
man)
excuse me, ma?am.
l got a call that you were
having cable problems?
l?m here to check
your connections.
woman)
oh yeah, thank you for coming.
l?ve been having
some trouble in bed--
oh, l mean in the bedroom.
man)
why don?t l take a look for myself?
banging on door)
who is it?
who the fuck
you think it is?
- banging on door)
- open the door!
damn, boo.
y ou ain?t gonna
believe this shit.
what up?
deron.
what about him?
he got fucked up.
he got jumped?
nah, they say
that fool got alds,
and his girl lisa,
she got it, too.
for real?
ah, man, how do you
know that shit true, man?
fools be making up
stories everyday.
l was wondering why he
ain?t been around lately.
kyle found out his ass has been
in the hospital with pneumonia.
he didn?t want anybody
to know and shit.
what the fuck pneumonia
got to do with it?
any motherfucker
can catch a cold.
man, if you don?t get your ass
out of my room, man--
on pop?s grave,
boo, on the real.
his girl
found that shit out
when he took her
to the clinic that day.
l think
she gave it to him
because she be
out there wildin?
with a whole bunch
of dudes.
even kyle
hit that shit.
that?s fucked up,
ain?t it?
phone ringing)
male operator)
welcome to southwest bell. what listing?
hello?
y eah, um...
what listing, please?
can l have the
number for--
operator)
l?m sorry, sir, what was that?
sir?
hello?
sir.
phone ringing)
answering machine)
hey, this is keisha.
l?m not home, l?m probably
out getting my party on,
so leave me a message, and l?ll
call you back if l feel like it.
keisha, this is boo.
keisha, pick up the phone.
keisha, call me back,
aight, it?s important.
y ou like it?
y es.
y ou?re on it, baby.
oh, yeah!
aw, fuck.
oh! like heaven!
l?m gonna co--
oh, no, l?m coming.
l ain?t no fag!
l?m a man
like any other man.
l just like to fuck,
that?s all.
y eah, l know it?s wrong,
creeping and shit.
but we all creep.
women, too.
who l like to fuck
ain?t nobody business.
this ain?t nothing new.
naw.
l?m just keeping it real.
hey, boo,
you got a square?
man, l don?t know
how you do it, dude.
honey, it ain?t
easy being me.
but it?s better than
being somebody else.
just got to do my
thing, you know?
muffled car stereo)
.. damn, l really
want a taste ..
.. ?cause a really
mm-mmm good ..
girl)
come here!
.. let?s get a little stud ..
.. better think twice
with the wood ..
.. let?s all get grown ..
.. hit the bar,
let?s sip patron ..
.. l ain?t ever gonna
let you take me home ..
.. ?cause l?m gonna be here
?till 6:00 in the morning ..
what up, nikka?
what?s up, boo?
where you been?
chillin?.
y eah?
where?s keisha?
we ain?t together
no more.
well , you know, she didn?t deserve
no real man like you anyway.
and where your man at?
probably somewhere
fucking around.
whatever.
so what you trying
to get into?
just trying to see
what?s up with you.
y ou want a ride?
narrator)
the one truth about stereotype is,
like beauty, it lies
in the eye of the beholder.
y et the down low man
carries the brunt of blame
because his stereotype
provides an easy answer
to a fault
that lies with us all.
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
.. to sing my life?s
chronicles than me? ..
.. who better,
more qualified ..
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