In Living Color (1990) s02e23 Episode Script

You can do what you wanna do In living color - In living color- You know what I'm sayin' You can do what you wanna do - In living color- In living color You can walk on the moonFloat like a balloon You see, it's never too lateand it's never too soon - Take it from meIt's a'ight to be - In living color And how would you feel knowingprejudice was obsolete And all mankind dancedto the exact beat - And at night it was safeto walk down the street - In living color You can do what you wanna do In living color In living color You can do what you wanna do - In living color- In living color Everybody hereis equally kind Everybody hereis equally kind Everybody, everybodyeverybody, everybody - Everybody here is equally kind - In living color What's mine is yoursand what's yours is mine In living c-c-c-olor You can do what you wanna doin living color - In living color- You know what I'm sayin' You can walk on the moonFloat like a balloon You see, it's never too lateand it's never too soon - Take it from meIt's a'ight to be - In living color You can do what you wanna doin living color [Audience Applauding, Cheering.]
[Imitating Sugar Ray Leonard.]
All these guys are bums.
He'll wanna feel you out, see what you got.
[Imitating Muhammad Ali.]
He's got just one thing on his mind.
He's gonna wanna put you on your back right away.
[Imitating Mike Tyson.]
That's right.
So what I want you to do.
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is when you're both in close and you're hot and sweaty.
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I want you to throw it in his third rib.
You push that in there, it pushes all the bile out of the body right onto the floor.
But, Dads, it's just a date.
Do I have to wear these gloves? Oh, darlin', but it goes so nice with the mouthpiece we got you.
[Announcer.]
At first,there was Three Champs and a Baby.
Now, Touch-tone Pictures presents: Now, remember, no contact below the belt.
That's right.
Let's get these up there.
- Oh, Dad.
- Now, do you remember what I told ya? - No, Dad.
- Well, neither do I.
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but just in case.
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He may be pretty.
He may have zits.
Whatever you do, don't let him touch, uh.
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like a bee.
Thanks, Dad.
You know, you look pretty ecstatic, darlin'.
Thanks.
Oh, I think I might need some money, Dad.
Oh, that's fine.
All pretty girls need money.
How much you need, darlin'? - Here.
Take it all.
Here.
Take the watch.
- Oh.
Take the deed to the house.
Take it all.
Just get your baldheaded mother away from me! - Mike! Mike! - Michael! Michael! - It's over now.
- Ohhh.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I had a lithium flashback.
I'm all right.
- It's okay, Dad.
- No, darlin'.
That was pretty ludicrous.
Hey, "ludicrous.
" That's a pretty big word.
[Chuckles.]
Yeah.
I remember the first time I fell in love.
It was right after a big fight.
I looked down and saw one of the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, and it winked at me.
Then I picked it up and put it back in its socket.
Hey.
You know, I remember my first date.
- [Together.]
You do? - No, I don't.
Well, anyway, darlin', just remember.
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if you have any problems, just call the house.
I'll hop in the Mercedes.
I'll drive right.
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- No! - No! No, no! [Fight Bell Clangs.]
- Dad! Doorbell.
- [Giggles.]
That's pretty funny, Ali.
Pretty funny.
[Giggling.]
Dad, Dad, Dad.
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this is my date, Gerry Cooney, Jr.
Yeah.
How you doing, kid? - Oh, geez! - Like father, like son.
- Gerry Cooney.
- Easy, easy, easy.
Easy.
Put your arm over here.
Put your arm around him.
- There you go.
- All right.
- Good-bye, young people.
Have a good time.
- Good-bye, Dads.
- You kids have fun.
- Okay.
Have fun.
Say hello to your dad for me.
Geez.
Boy, her first date, guys.
- Mm.
- I don't know if I'm ecstatic or ludicrous.
Why don't we just fight another round, Mike? - All right.
I tell you what, you guess who I am this time, all right? - All right.
All right.
Check it out now.
We're in the second round, all right? Hit me with a right hand real soft.
Boom! I'm down.
"Hey! Where's my $22 million?" - Buster Douglas! - [Giggling.]
That's right! [Announcer.]
Three Champs and a Little Lady.
Coming to a theater near you.
[Man.]
KYYTnow presentsa minority affairs program, Black Like You.
Here are your hosts,Tom and Tom.
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the Brothers Brothers.
[Applause.]
All righty! Why, thank you.
- How are ya? I'm Tom.
- Howdy.
We're delighted to host this very worthwhile show.
- What do you say, Tom? - That's right, Tom.
In fact, we've written a very special song just for this show.
- Well, let's kick it off, brother.
- Shall we? [Folk.]
Problems and blacks seem to go hand in hand Wherever they roam in this glorious land We'll help them with customs We'll help them with laws And we'll try to solve all the problems they cause - All righty.
- [Cheering.]
- [Laughs.]
- Oh, stop it.
Stop it! All righty.
Well, let's get started, shall we? Yes, we certainly shall.
Today's guest is a young man who says he was sent to prison for a crime he didn't commit.
Yeah, right.
Well, let's meet him anyway.
Say hello to Mr.
Rajeem Carter.
Come on out, Rajeem.
What's happening, brothers? Is that some sort of karate move there? Well, what's happening is we're doing a show.
So, I mean, let's just cut right to the chase, Raj.
- Right to it.
- Yeah.
What is your beef? All right, first of all, I want to say how glad I am.
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that there's finally a show where we brothers can discuss things.
- Oh, your brother's here? Where's your brother? - Bring your brother out.
- Come on out here.
- I didn't see him backstage.
Yo, yo, man, yo! I'm talking about us three brothers.
I think you're kind of confused.
We're the Brothers Brothers.
You're a black guy who came to complain about something.
Man, I'm not here complaining, see.
I just want people to know how the Man screwed me up.
- The man? What man? - The man? What man? You know, the Man.
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Mr.
Charlie, Bobo.
His legal system has railroaded me, brother.
Well, there's your problem.
Mr.
Charlie Bobo's legal firm.
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hardly sounds like a reputable one to me.
I mean, never trust a manwith the last name "Bobo.
" I mean, would you buy a home from Louie Bobo? I sure wouldn't.
[Laughing.]
Say what? - What.
- What.
Y'all don't even understand, man.
The police arrested me for no reason.
- Come on! - Oh, come on.
The police don't do that.
They're your friends.
They're here to protect and serve.
Well, my friends dragged me out my crib butt naked.
Well, gosh darn it, what the heck were you doing.
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butt naked in the baby's crib? Man, don't y'all understand? Man, I went to prison for eight years.
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and the only thing I learned was how to resole shoes.
Well, gosh darn it, you should be darn happy that you learned a trade.
- You're darn tootin'.
- A trade? Man, nobody wants to get their shoes resoled anymore.
- That's not true.
- Well, heck, I've got a few pair backstage.
You can start on them right after the show.
You can even shine 'em for me.
[Brothers Laughing.]
Shine shoes? Now, what kind of a Tom do you think I am? - There you go again.
- I think he's confused.
We're the Toms.
- You're the angry black guy.
- Right.
You got that right.
You're the biggest Toms I ever seen.
- Why, thank you.
- Thank you very much.
I've been working out a little at the gym.
- Well, actually, Tom Brokaw is bigger than us.
- Yeah, he is.
I guess it's obvious.
Y'all guys, you can't relate to this at all.
Man, I suffered in the joint.
Hey, hey, hey! You don't give us that doohickey nonsense, mister.
- That's right.
I'll say "doohickey" again.
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- Hey, Tom, take it easy.
'Cause I'm outraged! Doohickey, darn it, heck! Now, I want you to know suffering, mister.
When you talk to Tom and Tom, we know suffering.
Tell him about the time in Tahoe, mister.
We flew to Tahoe for a work engagement, mind you.
We had reservations, a confirmation number and got there.
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and only one of our rooms were available.
- We had to share it.
- And needless to say.
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that we were pretty upset behind that.
I had to call my mom.
Lucky it was a suite, huh? Y'all don't even know what time it is, do you? - Sure I do.
7:25.
- Sure I do.
7:25.
I guess you're on C.
P.
Time.
- [Laughing.]
- Can we get away with that? So I suppose y'all think I'm supposed to just move out into the suburbs, man.
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get a nose job, marry some white woman.
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buy a BMW and just totally sell out, right? - That's the spirit! - Yeah.
Maybe you want to put a brim on that hat.
Forget y'all! Well, I guess we showed him how to look at things on the brighter side.
I think we certainly have.
- Tell you what, why don't we sing a song about it? - All righty, brother.
And you know I mean fraternal.
[Folk.]
When you're in trouble just call 911 And right to your doorstep the police will run But if they should cuff you and give you a smack It's because you're guilty Not 'cause you're black - Good-bye.
- Good night, everybody.
Babaloo! - [Drums.]
- [Elephant Trumpets.]
[All Murmuring.]
Greetings.
I'm Margaret Linsford-Hall, and this is my interpreter Mr.
Mbutu.
[Interpreting In Naganawanese.]
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Margaret Linsford-Hall.
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bung-tanga-ndosilleh.
! President Bush has seen fit to appoint me ambassador.
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to your little nation.
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rather than sending me to Majorca, as I had expected.
[Translating.]
I didn't know what to expect, based on the briefing I received in Washington.
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but I find your little country really rather quaint.
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in a Third World sort of way.
[Chattering, Laughing.]
Uh, we have much to offer your country.
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in terms of agricultural assistance and hunger relief.
[Murmuring, Groaning.]
L-I'm very sorry that I don't speak your language.
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but Mr.
Mbutu has been so kind as to teach me a phrase to close with.
Um.
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[Speaking Naganawanese.]
Jum bakoo, bare booty.
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cum bwee-bwee.
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[Clicks Tongue.]
Uh, bango-bango.
[Shouting, Cheering.]
[Hip Hop.]
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That's right.
We gonna teach you how to get paid with absolutely no money down.
That's right.
I'm Willis, 'dis da Iceman.
- Chillin'! - Yo, our secret to success.
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is right here in our new little booklet, How To Make Mo'MoneyWithout Using Yo'Money.
Might well you ask, "Whose money should I use?" Who got more money then they know what to do with? - The Gub-ment.
- That's right.
And in part one of our booklet, we gonna show you how to use that money from the government.
For example, did you know.
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that food stamps cannot be used to buy alcoholic beverages? Hmm.
But how could I use that knowledge to work for me? I'm glad that you asked.
Let's look at the chart.
I go into a store and purchase a pack of beer for, let's say, $3.
99.
Or even less, depending on the security system.
And I trade it to some unscrupulous individual, such as this man right here.
For, let's say, $40-50 worth of food stamps.
- Uh-huh.
- Now, he's easy to find.
He might even be in your family.
And I take that money, and I find a little fat lady named LaQuita.
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with about 15 children, and I trade it to her for $25.
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That's right.
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Now he's got a look most businessmen just can't seem to say "No" to.
That's right.
But wait.
Hol-Hol-Hold on.
- You say, "Yo, homeboy.
" - What? - "Yo, homeboy.
" - "What?" - You drive a big Mercedes.
- Yes, I do.
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and give you a luxury car.
Yo, some of them will even tip you before turning over the keys.
- [Pounding.]
- [Man.]
FBI.
! Open up in there.
! Yo.
You know what that means.
We're moving locations.
That's right.
Yo, people are just banging on the doors trying to get into on our seminars.
So just send $50 to the Homeboys care of this station.
- See you next time.
- Peace.
[Pounding Continues.]
- [Audience Cheering.]
- Thank you very much.
We'll see you next week.
Takin' us home tonight.
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on theJ MJ label.
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The Afros.
- [Woman.]
Yeah.
!- [Reverb.]
[Reggae.]
- Special request to all the people around the world.
- Yes! Black, purple and green, boy and girl.
This style our "rude boy" style.
Love and unity we are needin' for the '90s.
You no see? Do it, star! [Singing Reggae.]
[Ends.]