Wu-Tang: An American Saga (2019–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - All I Need - full transcript

I wanted a Wu seller release

for every quarter, and then
come with a second group album

at the end of the five years.

But I've got nothing from Dirty.

GZA's not ready.

I lost all of Deck's music.

Look, I know the flood
fucked up your whole plan,

but you haven't slept
in here in a week.

People are coming over to
celebrate Rae's album deal.

You need to show your face.

Whoa, whoa!



Y'all are my brothers.

It's time to let that shit go.

You're signing to Elektra, yo.

'Cause all I ever wanted
to be was on Def Jam.

Yo, chill the fuck...

When is this shit coming out?

When my cousin stop

trying to big bro me.

It's Dirty.

He's in the hospital.

Okay? Yeah.

Hi. I'm looking
for Russell Jones.

Russell Jones.

Oh.



You mean Ol' Dirty Bastard?

Yeah, that's right.

His room is right down there.

- Room 412.
- Thank you.

Tell him Nurse Shana
shift just started.

'Rie.

Whassup?

Hi.

How you doin?

Wonderful.

Ha.

What happened?

Yo, it was wild.

I found this little
kitten, right?

A stray. So I'm thinking,

yo, I gotta help
this little guy out,

you know what I'm sayin'?

So I scooped him up and I
took him... to a church.

Just as I was about to
set the little dude down,

some muhfucker come in with
a bomb strapped to his chest,

talking 'bout how he's
about to die for our sins.

I said, "Sir,

I ain't never sinned
in my whole life!"

Nigga said, "Then you
better save yourself."

So I picked up that
little pussycat,

ran as fast as I could,
jumped out the fucking window!

Next thing you
know, I got medics

pullin' blue and yellow
stained glass out my arm,

forcing me into the ambulance.

Hmm.

And the kitten?

Don't you know

they don't let
felines on ambulance?

No!

That shit's fucked up, 'Rie.

For real.

I'm glad you made it out alive.

Shit, me too.

Am I the first person here?

The whole family been
playin' telephone.

Well, Bobby's on his way.

Do you think you
could get me some, uh,

red Jell-O?

It's like the only thing I can
eat with this busted-ass tooth.

Please.

Yeah, okay, okay. Sure.

Hey. Yo, where he at?

He's gone.

What, they... they
let him out already?

Fuck. Yo, I knew it.

You know, I shouldn't have
smoked or drank last time.

We coulda got here
faster, I told you.

Now, which one of our drunk
asses was gonna drive?

He actually stole my
car keys and bounced

when he found out that
you were on the way.

- You want these?
- Why not?

Well, I gotta get home
to Infinite, so...

Hey, yo, yo, yo, hold up.

What, uh,

what exactly happened?

I don't
even know the story.

I think he jumped out of
a window or something?

Are you fuckin' kidding me?

Are you being serious?

Yeah, that's Dirty.

All right, you... you
want a ride home or something?

No, I'm okay.

Y'all wrap up with
the nurses, okay?

All right, come here.

Bye, girl.

"Alcohol, cocaine,
marijuana, PCP."

Look, there's
nothing you could've done

to prevent this...
He's responsible

- for his own actions.
- I shoulda...

- I shoulda been there.
- Yo, where is he?

He took Shurrie's
car and he dipped.

What? RZA: Found out I was

coming up here, he
made his grand escape.

What the...
God damn it, Bobby.

- Is he okay?
- Yeah, we don't know.

Yo, but look, we gotta
find him, a'ight?

We can head to Brooklyn, and
then we can hit Stapleton.

Find him on
foot? - Yeah, nigga.

Nah, nah, search
parties don't make no sense.

Let's just go back
to the office,

and then we'll make
some calls, okay?

Where the
fuck is Dirty?

Well, I did see Dirty
at the strip joint last month,

but he peaced out before
I could say anything.

Yeah, my brothers was
saying that they saw this nigga

cursin' out old ladies and shit
back in Stapleton last week.

Hey, yo, son, that's crazy

'cause I just heard
yesterday he was shaking down

some bootlegger at
the market and shit.

Ha. Fucking right, son.

Must be gettin' real
nice, you know what I'm saying?

Yo, staying nice
is what I heard.

Yeah, that explains
why he been duckin' us.

Nah, nah, but Dirty...
Dirty always stay nice,

you know I'm saying?

This is some other shit, though.

Him fuckin' himself up so bad,

he end up in the
hospital and all that?

That's 'cause he
gotta finish his shit.

Yeah, but all I'm saying is
I just got 'Rie that whip.

Nigga better not fuck
that shit up, for real.

Better not fuck up all that.

Word up to that.

But, yo, any of y'all
need a ride to Shaolin?

I gotta attend to some business.

- Nah.
- Nah.

Yo, if you
see him, though,

get my girl keys back, please.

- A'ight.
- Bring his ass here, man.

Yo, son probably spent
all his advance money already.

I don't know what
he think this is.

Yo, I don't even got
my solo secured yet,

and all I could think
about is my next verse.

Exactly, that's
what I'm saying.

We all out here living
in the fuckin' sticks

like some fucking
Boy Scouts and shit.

We
here to make music,

you know what I mean?

Wake, up, eat, sleep, write...

That's it, know what I mean?

Well, for you,
nigga, it's more like

eat, sleep, eat some more.

- Eat more.
- Some more.

- And more.
- And eat some more.

Hey, yo, shut the fuck up.

You know what I mean?

He be reppin' the
Clan, we like that,

know what I mean, cool,

but you can't lean
on your brother

for your solo jump in.

Yo, I ain't even ready
for all that, for real.

I'm kinda glad labels
ain't checking for me yet,

know what I mean?

I been havin' a dream and
shit about the same thing.

Nightmares and shit.

Fans seein' me on the street,

shootin' at me and shit.

Yo, I had a dream like that
and shit one time, too.

Every time I wake up,
I'm askin' myself,

who... who am I,
know what I mean?

Like, as a rapper and shit.

You Raekwon the Chef, god.

- That's who you are.
- Yeah, son.

Know what I mean? Just
keep giving the people

what they like, you know?

"C.R.E.A.M" and "Can It Be."

You spit your truth. That's
who the fuck you are.

I don't know,
I only got, like,

four joints after 36
Chambers, man, I'm...

Yo, yo, yo yo yo,

you just need a little
inspiration is all,

- know what I mean?
- Nah, I...

Why don't we turn on
a flick or somethin'?

You know that always
get my mind going.

Yeah, yeah, you right,

I think I got a good one, too.

Dora.

He's okay, though?

Nah, it's just we got this
big Elektra meeting tomorrow,

and he's supposed to be there.

Yo, I can
go over there.

- No, don't come over.
- We understand,

- we're just asking...
- Yeah, I got it.

Look, there's
a lot at stake.

- I got it.
- All right, all right.

Okay.

- All right...
- later. - Later.

- He good, right?
- Yeah.

So how you feelin' about this
Elektra meeting tomorrow?

We gotta push it.

We can't do it if
Dirty ain't showin' up.

I pushed it like
five times already.

Yeah, I know.

You know, we still
don't have shit.

Y'all think that

Dirty and I just be
beefing out here for show?

Like, he comes through
undercover late at night

to record his tracks while
everybody else is sleepin'?

Nah, nigga.

A'ight?

That meeting ain't
happenin' this week.

Okay, look Rizz.

No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no,

y'all two need to
settle this, all right?

You know the competition
ain't restin',

and our reputation is
at risk of bruising.

A'ight, look.

He ain't ready.

And I ain't ready either.

Okay, okay, um,

I'll push the meeting once more.

But you really gotta
figure this out.

Because if we don't turn
in this album in time,

we'll be in breach
of our contract.

Like what? Like...
like, we gotta pay

the 175k for Dirty's album?

- No, it's 800,000.
- Oh, fucking shit.

Yes, that is the
penalty for breaching.

And you know what,
even though we're doing well,

we are also expanding,

so it's not like I got an
extra million under a mattress.

If you were so
worried about money,

I don't know why you would
lease a place like this, yo.

The Staten office
wasn't exactly saying,

"Look out, we taking over."

This location gets us more,
and every piece plays a role.

But I'ma calm my
ass down because

you gon' turn in
that album in time.

- Right?
- Get the fuck outta here, yo.

Bong-bong.

Take a breath, baby.

Yo, I don't know
what the fuck to do.

What you need to
do is take a break.

Yeah.

I took a break
last night, and...

all this shit is
blowing up in my face.

I'm talking rest and
relaxation, not partying.

Look, I know you
think I don't get it,

but I'm just trying to help.

You're about to snap.

I can see it.

A romantic night starting now.

I already have a few ideas.

Your work will be here tomorrow.

Yeah.

All right.

You and me.

You and me.

There he is, boys...

Hey, yo, now we back in
the '30s and shit, son?

Yo, why they keep
jumping around and shit?

We in the '20s, son.

And he's telling they
whole life story, man.

You gotta follow
along, pay attention.

- Peace, G.O.D.
- Peace, bro.

What y'all got, bro?
Let me get some.

Yo, you looking for
something in particular, son?

Anything with
no swine, lord.

Mm-hmm.

Yo, you know when these
dudes was running around

little Italy doin'
crimes and shit,

our people, we was in Harlem
listenin' to Marcus Garvey.

Trying to clean
ourselves up, man.

- Oh!
- Yo, yo!

Go get the broom,
man, clean it up.

Yo, come on. GARY:
Indeed, indeed.

I know about power
and refinement, lord.

- I'll be back with the
broom. - A'ight.

He remind me of Max, though,
from this shit, for real,

like the way he be

calculatin' his movements
and studying and shit.

Yeah, whatever, whatever, son.

Favorite character is Noodles.

He be coming through with the
ill hats and all that, son.

You know what I mean?

If you ain't
watching the flick,

you gotta take that to the
west wing, son, come on.

Whatever, y'all, that's that
Staten Island shit, man.

Exactly. Our
"costora nostora."

Costa nostra.

For real, like Staten
Island was like

a haven and shit for
the mob back then, son.

But now, we the new family

puttin' on for the
island, for real.

What you sayin'?

I'm sayin' that...
that's who you are.

The Tony Montana of
the streets, nigga.

Hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Hmm, I like that
right there, word.

Nah, Tony Montana period.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
that's it, that's it.

Son, that's it,
that's the record!

That's what we bringin'
to the game and shit, son!

Yeah, yeah. SHA:
We was a Mafioso.

I'm talkin' about larger
than life mafioso,

I'm... not this street shit.

Not this street shit, I'm
talkin'... I'm talkin' epic.

I'm talkin' movie, son.

- Oh, yeah, I see it, I
see it. - Cinematic.

Word. See it like a
Zenith, god, word.

Fuck that.

I always thought
the movies made it,

you know, look too
perfect.

You know, this my
first time too.

- Really?
- Oh, yeah.

You've lived in this city
your whole life almost,

and you've never been to the top

of the Empire State Building?

I never thought it was for me.

Thought it was...

for these people.

Not anymore, baby.

Look how far you've come.

Your determination
was the first thing

I noticed about you.

Even when you were
off the music,

you always knew something
bigger was comin'.

Yeah, that's true.

I really wanted
to be a part of that.

This is the part of the
journey where I get off.

What are you...

I'm sorry.

I can't do this anymore.

I love you
so much, Bobby,

but you've been all work,

and I've tried to be supportive.

No, you have been supportive.

Babe, I wouldn't... I
wouldn't had made it

these past six
months without you.

You know that.

- I feel like I'm in the way.
- But you're not.

I started sleeping
in that giant-ass bed

putting pillows around me
because you were crashing

in the studio most nights.

It got lonely up there.

But you told me that
you was cool with that.

Because I knew how
stressed you've been.

I'm not gonna beg
you to come to bed.

You have to want that.

I do.

Well, I don't see
your "to do" list

getting shorter anytime soon.

Look...

I know I haven't put
in the time with us.

But I will.

But the flood just
pushed everything back.

I don't even got a single
beat ready for Deck yet.

Why are you bringing up
Deck right now, Bobby?

This is what I mean.

Okay, Mecca, please.

- You a queen.
- I know that.

You're the one who
said this was our time,

that you were ready.

Did I fully believe you?

No.

But I believed that's
what you wanted.

Not like when you
left me in Ohio

after everything
we went through.

All right,
that was fucked up.

But you right.

You know I... I love you, girl.

You're the best thing
that ever happened to me.

You know that?

And I want you here.

I need you here with me.

I know you, and I know you think

you can handle your
Wu-Tang business

plus expanding plus us,

but no one can do all that.

I could. I'm determined
to, all right?

I love that about
you... I love that about you.

But I've given this
a lot of thought.

I wish it wasn't this way.

- Mecca.
- But this is...

this is what's right.

Mecca.

Please, please.

I'm sorry, Bobby.

- I love you.
- I'm sorry.

Pedialyte, for
when babies have diarrhea.

You feelin' shitty?

Your mom called. She
wants you to go home.

But you can crash here
if you really want.

Man, I'm sorry
about your car, yo.

I think one of them doctors

put a chip in my head
or something, for real.

You know I wouldn't even
mess with you like that.

You play too much.

- Me?
- Yeah, you!

Look at your wrist!

Playing too much.

There's things in this life
you have to take seriously.

I take life serious.

You know
you have that meeting

with Elektra too, right?

I don't give a
damn about no meeting.

Yo, this whole thing with Bobby

and this fuckin' label...

I'm dead serious
about that shit, yo.

That shit hurt.

You feel me?

Yeah, I do.

And I know he can be a
control freak, but...

He be acting like...

I don't know what's good for me.

Like I'm a kid or somethin'.

But you're taking it really far.

So why you ain't mad at me?

Oh, I'm furious.

Yeah, you messing
with my sitter,

which means messin' with my baby

while you was
fucked the fuck up?

I'm not letting you
live that one down.

But you can start
by washing my car

when you feel better.

Little wax on, wax off action?

Yeah, that's right.

I can do that.

Can I turn this on?

Yeah.

Just keep it quiet.

Okay.

Shit.

Ooh-hoo-hoo!

This my shit!

Yeah.

Hey, baby,
you need help?

- No, I got it.
- You sure?

Hey, peace, peace.

Hey, son.

I know what
you're here for.

You're here for that check, yes?

'Course I'm here for that check.

- What's up, Nia?
- Whassup, U?

I'm loving
the place, son.

Oh, thanks.

We actually got Def Jam
seven blocks that way,

then we got Loud five
blocks, one avenue that way.

And then we got
Sony three avenues

and two blocks that way.

A'ight, son, I see you, son.

Yo, why my, uh...

why this so short?

Well, actually, you
can see on the line

what's been taken out for
health insurance and taxes.

Yo, just... just do the
math, it all checks out.

Yo, I don't need none of that.

Yeah, you do.
Otherwise, you'll owe

one lump of taxes at the end
of the year, and that's...

That'd be a harder hit to take.

You know, in some
ways, hustling was

more straightforward,
know what I mean?

Yo, what about this
health insurance, son?

Well, God forbid
something happens.

Or if you want a physical
and, you know, not pay $300.

All right, son, whatever.

- Yo, God, you good?
- Yeah, man.

Sound kind of sexy when
you talk like that.

- About taxes?
- Mm-hmm.

- And health insurance.
- Mm.

All responsible and knowin'
how to run a business.

I'm proud of you.

Oh, thanks, baby.

Mm-hmm.

I gotta get all our
money squared away

as soon as it comes in.

We may end up owin' Elektra
at the end of the year,

and I really can't have
our debts, you know,

running on top of each
other, know what I mean?

They'll figure it out.

Yeah.

It's not gonna get to that.

I hope so.

It's not, trust me.

I do.

- Good.
- I do.

- Lucky.
- I... I know.

Package from Def Jam.

All right.

Ooh!

Yo, baby, do you remember

which box we put
the DAT player in?

Yo, yo, nah,
for real, though.

Word.
When son popped 'em

in the eye and the diamonds
and shit went flying, god?

Word, that's when they
leveled up right there.

Yeah, but niggas
lost the diamonds, though.

That shit crazy.

Nah, you right, you right.

That's... that part was
on some dumb movie shit.

Nah, but they
was on some hard shit

when they was stickup
kids, though, for real.

Word.

No fucking with
the jakes and shit.

- Word.
- Bagging all the little honeys

Word, word.

From stickup kids to
bigger and better.

- Right, right, right.
- Know what I mean?

Sound like it's straight outta
our books, know what I mean?

That's some deep shit
right there, god, for real.

Word, god, word. Word.

Word.

- Hey, yo, son.
- Yo, what up?

Yo, you gotta be on
this album with me, son.

Oh, yeah, word.

Yo, but I'ma 'bout
to be guesting

on all... all the best tracks.

I mean the whole thing.

Know what I mean? On
some movie co-star shit.

Think about it, son.

That's what made "Once Upon
a Time in America" so great.

Plus, Tony needs Manolo.

Come on, son.

Whew! SHA: It only
makes sense, son.

Yo, yo, yo, yo, son. SHA:
It only makes sense, son.

Yo, word, word, god, word.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm feeling it.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
fuck it. - Word.

Yeah, we 'bout to do the
whole album in the morning.

Word, word, this shit
gotta be the most gangster,

most ill album in
the fuckin' streets.

My shit gonna be

thorough in every borough, son.

Right, right, right.

Yo, son.

You know how niggas be
quotin' our lyrics and shit?

Our verses? DENNIS: Yeah, yeah,

they be biting our
shit, too, Word.

What if they start quotin'
our... our scene, son?

Oh, shit.

Word, so, like, the movie scenes

is connected to the tracks.

- Right, right, right.
- But they also connected

to each other and shit...

- Right, right, right.
- Know what I mean?

So at the end of the
track, we start...

And me talkin', you
know what I'm saying?

Me
and you walk outside...

Yo, who seen the remote?

Rae, Ghost? DENNIS: Yo, yo.

- Y'all had it last.
- Yo, genius,

the shit was already
missing, god.

Come on, damn, son!

So, we walkin' and
talkin' and shit...

Nah, son. I'm off that
at the second, son.

Niggas has got me
fucked up and shit, man.

Hey, yo, hey,
yo, let's take a walk

and keep politickin', nigga.

Stay in the... Stay
in the mindset.

You right, son. DENNIS:
Word up, word up.

Hey, I know one of y'all

got it somewhere.
Check your rooms.

I'm tryin' to watch Shaolin
vs Lama and shit, god.

I think that's it,

you can actually just
stick that in there,

and I can take
this down the hall.

Hey, you don't have... no,
you don't have to take that.

Oh, no, I can take it.

I'm sorry.

Hey!

Good to see you, man.

- Good to see you too.
- Yes, man,

I was nearby having lunch,

thought I'd stop by
and congratulate you

- on the new space.
- Oh!

- Well, thank you.
- Yeah, man, yeah.

I'll be seeing you
tomorrow. I'm really excited

to hear what RZA and
Dirty been working on.

Uh, well, actually,
if you could just

give us a little more time.

You're gonna be very excited
from what you're gonna hear.

You want to reschedule?

- Yes.
- Again?

I know, I know, my brother.

Divine, I can't go
back to the people

I report to and tell
them we're two-thirds

through the recording budget

and we still have
nothing to show for it.

Listen, I've been working around

the creative needs of
artists for many years,

but at some point, it all
comes down to delivery.

And I don't wanna hold you
in breach of your contract.

- Oh, we goin' there with
it. - Mm-hmm.

- Respectfully.
- I have to.

Listen, if Dirty's
record is late,

then we gotta push
back the release date,

which affects our entire catalog

and affects people's jobs.

With you expanding your business

and hiring personnel.

I know you can understand that.

Respectfully.

So, uh... tomorrow it is, then.

Excellent.

Great
space you have.

Yeah.

Yeah, thank you.

Hey. Peace, god.

Look, I'm... I'm
sorry, but, you know,

I couldn't get that
Dirty meeting pushed.

Your beats will just have to do.

We can't afford to
be in breach, Bobby.

We just can't.

Bring in ten to play in...

- Ten?
- Mm-hmm.

- For Dirty.
- Mm-hmm.

By tomorrow.

Got it.

Where's Mecca?

Mecca went back to Ohio.

Uh... this life was too
much for her, you know?

Yo, Mecca was great for you.

Yeah. Just, uh... I didn't
give her enough time.

Bobby, you can't say
you haven't been busy.

I just didn't see it coming, yo.

Hey, I'm
sorry, little bro.

Listen, it's not easy
getting to where we're goin'.

It's funny, in
chess, they call...

they call what I did

the queen sacrifice, right?

Only, uh, you can
only make that move

if you know you're gonna win.

We, uh...

we gotta win, Vine.

Yeah, abbott, we gonna win.

Um, hey, so listen, uh...

I got the, uh,
"All I Need Remix"

here for your approval.

Already? DIVINE: Mm-hmm.

Who did it?

Puff.

Yeah, a'ight.

- How does it sound?
- It's good.

I mean, I could see it
playing nationally, Bobby.

Well, let's hear it.

♪ To get by, by ♪

♪ You're all I need ♪

♪ Like sweet mornin' dew ♪

♪ I took one look at you ♪

♪ And it was plain to see ♪

♪ You were my destiny ♪

♪ With you, I'll
spend my time ♪

♪ I'll dedicate my life ♪

♪ I'll sacrifice for you ♪

♪ Dedicate my life
to you oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ I got a Love Jones for your
body and your skin tone ♪

♪ Five minutes alone,
I'm already on the bone ♪

♪ Plus I love the fact you
got a mind of your own ♪

♪ No need to shop around, you
got the good stuff at home ♪

♪ Even if I'm locked up
north, you in the world ♪

♪ Rockin' three-fourths
of cloth ♪

♪ Never showin' your
stuff off, boo ♪

♪ It be true, me for
you, that's how it is ♪

♪ I be your Noah,
you be my Wiz ♪

♪ I'm your mister, you my
missus with hugs and kisses ♪

♪ Valentine cards and
birthday wishes? Please ♪

♪ We on another level of
planning, of understandin' ♪

♪ The bond between man
and woman and child ♪

♪ The highest elevation,
'cause we above ♪

♪ All that romance crap,
just show your love ♪

So, watchu think, yo?

It's a long way from the
album version, fo' sho'.

You happy?

I got a track with
Mary J. Blige, son.

If you ain't happy about
that, you just a asshole,

you know what I mean?

Yeah, oh, yeah, yo.

Oh, nigga. Yo, how
was your tour, yo?

Tshh. Tour was crazy, son.

I just started missing
my girl like crazy.

That's really what made me
write the shit, you feel me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

♪ Born to science my
alliance analyzes ♪

♪ Wild surprises, keeping
my eyes wide to this ♪

♪ The unfortunate, laying
in mountains counting ♪

♪ With jewelry on, can it be
the next team house the phone ♪

Hoo! Word, son. Yo when...
When you wrote that shit, dog?

Few weeks ago, son.

- Word, that shit's hot, son.
- Word.

So boom, so boom, we
be... we basically

got like a full track already.

Yeah, son, we just need
RZA to cook up the beat

- and shit, son.
- Mm-hmm.

You know.

Yeah.

Hey, yo, I finally feel like I'm

catching this Zen
shit, god, for real.

Word. It smell mad good
out here, too, son.

- Word up.
- Word.

So what you been
sitting on, son?

Yo.

Hell nah, nah, I ain't
fucking with this.

Chill, son, that's
just a squirrel, son.

Nah, nah, that
ain't no squirrel.

That's the... that's that
Jersey Devil shit, god.

Je... whatchu talking
about, Jersey Devil?

It's that kangaroo horse nigga

that be eating people
and shit like that!

Are you
serious right now, son?

Yo, yo, yo...

Come on, we
just got here, son!

Yo, this woods
and all this shit?

Yo, god, this shit
ain't for me, a'ight?

The woods and all
that. Naw, shit.

Who told you about...
You not from Jersey!

Hmm.

Honey, I'm home.

Yo.

Peace.

Mm.

Yo, this is definitely where
we're gonna get that billy at.

Know what I mean? Nah, for
real, it look good in here.

Yo, appreciate that. Nia
came through and, you know,

she gave it some love,
know what I mean?

- Yeah? How she doing?
- Yeah, yeah.

Eh, she okay. You
know, smooth sailing.

I'm, uh... yo, listen, I'm
actually about to head.

I gotta go pick
her up some dinner.

Oh, well, look, let me
get right to it, then.

So, look, so you know
that I been trying to push

this Wu Wear shit, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- And, you know, the mom

and pop stores, they nibbling,
but these department stores

ain't buying shit
unless there's a demand.

So, I got a retail
spot out in Staten.

Great location,

you know what I'm saying?

The rent is decent.

I just need the investment.

Uh...

- Listen, I love the vision.
- Right.

But to be honest with
you, now's not the time.

What is it? We got money
in the bank, don't we?

Come on, son, we got all
these plaques up in here.

Right?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, no, of course we do.

- Word.
- Yeah, 'course we do.

Come on, man.

I look forward to
seeing it come to life,

you know what I
mean? - Word up.

Mm-hmm.

Waiting on you now.

♪ When it was your
wife that shop stolen narc ♪

♪ Catch a swollen heart
from not rollin' smart ♪

♪ I put mad pressure on phony
wack rhymes that get hurt ♪

♪ Shit's played like zodiac
signs on sweatshirts ♪

♪ That's minimum and
feminine like sandals ♪

♪ My minimum table stacks
a verse on a gamble ♪

♪ Energy is felt once
the cards are dealt ♪

♪ With the impact of roundhouse
kicks from black belts ♪

♪ That attack the mic-phones
like cyclones or typhoon ♪

♪ I represent from
midnight to high noon ♪

♪ I don't waste any... ♪ Yo.

Oh, that shit's hard, nigga.

What's up with you, god?

Nothing, yo.

We got this meeting
with Elektra tomorrow

and me and Dirty
ain't record shit.

Man, not a fucking thing.

A'ight?

And now I gotta make
ten perfect Dirty beats

to convince this fuckin'
label that we all good.

Damn.

But I'm gonna come
through for Dirty.

- I got to.
- He's your cousin.

I don't care if you niggas
ain't talk for two years.

At some point, everything's
gonna be a'ight, bruh.

Yo, I don't think you get it.

We don't have two years.

We set y'all up in different
shops so we could take over.

If we don't deliver...

then what?

Yo, these labels are gonna give
our slots to other artists.

Yo, these five-year contracts,
they cover everybody's solos.

We only got one
done so far, nigga.

And we got four more
years. You do the math.

Cuz, I understand you
under some stress.

But when it's my time
to go up? Tshh...

I promise you, you ain't gonna
have to take that pressure.

I appreciate that.

- Nah, for real.
- Nah, for real.

We're the standard
bearers of hip-hop, god.

This ain't supposed
to be easy, son.

All right.
It's gonna be good, cuz.

You want to
save that girl's life?

Then it's this or we're dead.
Now take off your jacket.

These are for you. Time
to cover that ass up.

You kickin' me out?

Nah, you can stay another night.

Just don't forget
about my carwash.

A'ight, but...

what's these?

Yo, I know Ghost
got something better

for me back there.

Let me get that blue polo
or something, come on.

Excuse you? No.

You really gonna let me out
here walking in these rags?

You're
worse than Infinite.

Listen to me.

You get what you get
and you don't get upset.

You sound just
like your brother.

I'm giving you
clothing and shelter.

A thank you wouldn't hurt.

There you go again, man.

Are you serious right now?!

Like, I been takin' care
of your ass all day,

and now you want to be
treated like a grown-ass man?

Look, that's not gonna
happen until you stop

acting so immature all the time.

Stealing my car.

Getting yourself so hurt
you end up in a hospital,

worryin' everybody
who cares about you?

If you want to be
treated differently,

you need to grow up.

Hello?

- Hey, yo, what's up, 'Rie?
- Hey, Bobby.

Is, uh, Dirty still there?

No, he
left last night.

- Shit. You know where he at?
- No.

We got this meeting
with the label today,

and I really want
him to be there.

I don't know, Bobby.

He knows about the
meeting, but you know

you're gonna have
to do it yourself.

All right.

- Later.
- Later.

Oh, I'll come check later, cuz.

No, you good.

I'm just finishing
up this last beat.

Oh, yeah? RZA: I
got ten solid beats

for this label meeting... I
think we're gonna blow them away.

Bobby D, you is a machine,
god, I ain't gonna...

What's up with you, yo?

What's on your mind?
I wanna hear it.

You sure? RZA: Yeah, yo.

I'm not playing
with this one, cuz.

I'm in a whole other different
chamber on this, cuz.

Yo, you wanna lay it down?

'Cause you know I got
that staccato beat

for you with that Willie
Mitchell sample on it.

Yo, lace it up, Bobby, let's go.

♪ Dreams of
you are so fine ♪

Yo, yo, come on, son.

Damn, son, my bad.

Sound like your man
GZA putting in work.

Yo.

Yo, god, yo, yo, this fucking
house shit is killing me, son.

Hey, yo, how the fuck
are we supposed to do

a album with the
loud-ass bird chirping

and this nigga fuckin'
all the time, son?

Naw, it's too early for me.

It's not weed.
My cigarillo shit.

I got the perfect solution.

♪ That my
love is gone... ♪

You see where they
recorded this shit, son?

Belgium.

Or Belize.

We could go wherever we want
to record this shit, son.

That shit just came to
me, it's... that's my new

conclusion with this.

Just like Nas was talking
about with that one joint,

about getting away with
the pen and the pad.

Word, One Love.

You better believe we
ain't just going there

- for two days, son.
- Hmm.

You know what I mean?

Let's do this whole
fucking album out there...

- Anywhere.
- Shit, I'm about to

go start packing now.

- Word!
- Swear I'm 'bout to fuck

Word.

Close my door, son.

Tony and Manolo these niggas.

♪ Whoo, hey ♪

Ah, shit. Yo, I
forgot some documents.

I'll be right back, okay?

My man. Oh, shit.

- RZA.
- Yo, what up, Puff?

Whassup?

Not much. What you
doin' around here?

Just bought that building
right over there.

Damn, a'ight.

What about you?
What's up, playboy?

Yo, this is, uh, this
is my office right here.

Oh, damn.

Yeah, hell yeah.

Neighbors? RZA: Neighbors, yo.

Yo, how about that remix?

The execs are going crazy.

I smell a Grammy,
and you know what?

That's all I need.

That's a good one, nigga.

How about that next collab, man?

Let's keep the people talking.

Uh, yeah, yeah, that's,
uh, that's a great idea.

Look, they always trying
to divide us in New York,

but we gotta stick together
if we want to stay on top.

Word.

Look, we gotta get to
this luncheon meeting

real quick, so I'ma
see you around.

Word.

- A'ight.
- All right, man.

We're thinking that
this is gonna be a great

collaboration track, you
know what I'm saying?

Like, this is the way for
you to get more of the Wu,

more of the Clan onto
this album, right?

- Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah.

This is, you know, every...

Every track has its
own unique style,

- you know what I'm saying?
- Yes, absolutely.

Like, check this,
check this, a'ight?

All right, this one right
here, you gotta love.

If you don't, I don't know
why we here, you know?

Oh, see you hear

- that switch-up?
- You gotta hear

- the switch-up, right?
- It's good.

Just wait for it. Wait, wait.

Boom!

Yeah! Come on!

Come on!

RZA, these
beats are great.

We know you make great beats.

But they're not songs.

We need Dirty to
tell us his vision.

We know you were
hoping to hear a single,

but the beats are done for
almost an entire album.

That is great progress.

Yeah, but I need something
to bring to marketing.

If we don't have songs, we
can't start on the album art,

and we get further behind.

So, when is Dirty gonna be here?

Well, shit, we...
We got a concept.

And we do have ideas
for the album art,

so I don't think we as
far behind as it seems.

Look, this album, like
many first solo albums,

is gonna be all about,
uh, Dirty's personality.

Which we all know is
fucking unique as hell, man.

With Dirty's voice
along with the beats,

I mean, it's gonna...
It's gonna top the charts.

Sho!

It's gonna be spontaneous.

Like I just walked into the room

and you ain't even
know I was comin'.

You wanna know what
my album gonna be?

I'll tell you.

My welfare card, son.

Yeah.

Play a beat so we can
show 'em how we get

down in Shaolin, you
know what I'm saying?

♪ Hippa to da hoppa and
you just don't stoppa ♪

♪ Oh, shit, here
I go once again ♪

♪ Rhymes get shitty from
the time that I spend ♪

♪ I come old like
toe fungus mold ♪

♪ Ask my grand-pop pop,
duke gave me soul ♪

♪ Then I came through with
that old Al Green shit ♪

♪ Saaa-die, taught
me the ballistic ♪

♪ The shit is blurry in your
eye with the high note ♪

♪ Down with the Brownsville,
oops, you got smoked ♪

♪ This shit I'm dropping
is stinking up your area ♪

♪ When I'm comin' through
like a messenger carrier ♪

♪ I keep my breath smelling
like shit so I can get ♪

♪ Funky, baby, uh,
I'm not having it ♪

Yo.

All right, I mean,

that's some unique
Dirty shit, guys.

I love it, I want more of it.

But I can't give you
an advance on it.

- At least not the rest of it.
- Okay.

- Keep
working. - Yeah.

- Keep working.
- Thank you.

It's fantastic.

Thanks for your time.

Got subroom right there.

Got the bathroom to your right.

This right here, son?
This one you, king.

Word.

Oh-ho, y'all didn't
even fuck it up yet!

How would we fuck it up?
Another guy was gonna show up?

But yo, it's important
that you made it, though.

Word. But yo, why I don't
got a king mattress, son?

You know a king needs a king!

Don't even worry about
that, son. It's big enough.

I had two honeys in here
the other night. Two, nigga.

Yo, what?!

Yo, where the abbott at, son?

Probably in the lab with
the basement and shit,

but holler at me if you
need something, a'ight?

Word, son yeah.

ODB is back!

Yeah!

Dirty!

- What up, son?
- Spot been a little cold

without you, god.

Hey, you know, son, I'm about
to come light this shit up.

Yeah, of course you
will. Yo, check this out, god.

♪ I flow like the blood... ♪

Yo, this is that classic
genius fire leveled up, son.

Yo, it need a hook.

- Nah, on this track?
- On this track, son.

Yo, your rhymes

is the illest. But
they mad complex.

If you put a simpler part to it,

you gonna invite more people
to the party, son, yeah!

We can't
compromise the music

to make it more accessible.

You remember that shit we
used to kick when we was kids?

Simple. Joyful.

Like, when me, you, and RZA
was in "All In Together Now."

♪ When the MCs came ♪

♪ To live out the name ♪

♪ Ba-bada-ba-ba-ba-bada-ba ♪

Oh-ho-ho!

All I'm saying...
We used to love them

joints, you know
what I'm saying?

A'ight, a'ight. Yo, but look,

we gotta make it a
little longer, god.

I gotta kick that shit on
some shit like... psssh...

♪ When the MCs came to
live out they name ♪

♪ And to perform, some had ♪

both: ♪ To snort cocaine!

♪ To act insane ♪

♪ Before Pete Rocked it on ♪

♪ Now listen to the track ♪

Oh, hold up son.

Both: ♪ With the
building to be born ♪

Hey yo, come on, Rizz.

Yo, do it again.

ALL: ♪ When the MCs came
to live out they name ♪

♪ And to perform, some had ♪

♪ To snort cocaine,
to act insane ♪

♪ Before Pete Rocked it on ♪

♪ Now on with the mental
plane to spark the brain ♪

♪ Building to be born ♪

Yo, RZA, dude!

- Hey, yo, yo.
- Ha ha ha!

You took that shit to
another chamber, nigga!

- Word.
- Yo, for real, yo.

Dirty mind might be a mystery,

but he pulled that hook out
with the quickness, lord.

So, what y'all trying
to do, y'all, you wanna...

You wanna record
that shit or what?

- Yeah, come on, sure.
- Nah, nah, nah, nah.

I think y'all should
talk first, god.

Word, y'all handle that.

Peace, see y'all later.

A'ight.

Let's talk, cuz.

Yo, uh...

I'm sorry for signing
you to Elektra

before talking to you about it.

I should've involved you
in that conversation.

Yeah, you should have, son.

But...

I do think Elektra's
the right spot for you.

Yeah, we'll see.

Can't be treating me
like no kid no more, son.

We're not teenagers.

Yeah, I know, nigga.

And you can't be out
here fucking around

when we got work to do.

I'm ready to work now.

Shit.

What's changed?

Yo.

Shurrie got some wisdom in that

big-ass head of hers, son.

Yeah, she... she do.

Well, shit, yo.

We know Elektra's now
ready to work with us.

Yo, how the fuck your ass
even come up with that timin'?

I told you, son, you gotta trust

the Ol' Dirty bastard, man.

A'ight, a'ight.

Man, I got this.

Plus...

I need some money,
man, I ain't gon' lie.

Needed that shit.

Nigga ain't got a dime left.

You spent all that shit already?

Hey, you know how
them strip clubs be.

Nigga.

Oh, shit.

Ay yo.

The Genius was
playing me that...

That Puff remix from Meth joint.

Yeah?

What you think?

It's a'ight.

Might be our biggest hit ever.

But it ain't Wu-Tang.

Hey, I'm trying to hear
more about this, uh,

about this welfare card shit.

Yeah, I'm
telling you, yo.

I was at Shurrie crib, uh,
watching some Pryor shit.

- Oh, word.
- Some, uh, Silver Streak.

Ooh! DIRTY: Yeah, son.

- Got me thinking.
- Yeah, yeah.

Feeling something
for the album, like,

some comedy shit, you
know what I'm saying?

Not like Pryor, but I
don't even know yet.

Some Ol' Dirty Bastard
rap-comedy album.

With no father to its style,
you know what I'm saying?

Hey. Remember this?

Yeah!

♪ Ooh ah ♪

Anybody wanna pile on my back
can see my lawyer about it.

♪ Hearts are wild ♪

♪ And love is free ♪

♪ Pain is real ♪

♪ Was born to be ♪

♪ Hearts are wild ♪

♪ And love is free ♪

♪ But pain is real ♪

♪ Was born to be ♪

♪ Born to be a wild heart ♪

♪ Hearts are wild ♪

♪ Wild heart ♪

♪ And love is free ♪

♪ Born to be a wild heart ♪

♪ But pain is real ♪

♪ Wild hearts ♪

♪ I was born to be ♪

♪ Born to be a wild heart ♪

♪ Born to be a wild heart ♪

♪ Hearts are wild ♪

♪ Love is free ♪

♪ Wild hearts ♪

♪ Pain is real ♪

♪ Born to be born
to be a wild heart ♪

♪ Hearts are wild ♪

♪ And love is free ♪

♪ Wild heart... ♪

Get on the line.