Let's Do It Again

What happened out there, Billy?

- My clutch stuck. - Yeah, I saw what stuck your clutch.

See you tomorrow night at Lou's?

No, sir. No poker for me. Taking my wife to New Orleans this weekend.

You gonna see the fight?

No, just take in some shows. Do a little dancing.

What kind of dancing you gonna do with them two left feet you got there?

Two flat left feet.

If you don't watch it, you may find a flat left foot in your navel.

- You and who else? - Just me, chump.

And a flat left foot in your navel.

Look out. You'll get your clutch stuck again, up your...

Watch your lips.

They may get you into something that your behind can't get you out of.

And you may have two left feet dead in your sternum.

- I think we can get it on right now. - What?

Right now. Because I am tired of you, man.

Every time you come around, it's been words back and forth.

I'm sick of it. I don't care how much you swell up.

Keep an eye on him, now.

Now.

Wait. Don't throw no punches. I wanna talk to you for one second.

Let me tell you something. Before we get it on, I wanna say something.

This is all... I love you.

Come here.

Go on. Go and say hello.

Come here.

Sea? There you go.

You write "1.

Do.

She got me.

Thank you. She's all finished now.

Mr. Williams, Mr. Foster?

I'm sorry.

- You got to do it. - I said no.

- It's the end of the line. - There's got to be another way.

"There's got to be another way." Tell you what it is. You got to!

You're crazy. I haven't done it since I was in the Army.

- You did at Joan's birthday last year. - That don't count.

- I was fooling around. - It was beautiful. I saw it.

I got it all figured out.

I'm taking Beth to New Orleans this weekend to celebrate our anniversary.

You and Dee Dee come and help us celebrate, and while we're there...

- No! - Listen to me!

Some of these lodge members have been there for 60 years or more...

and they're our responsibility!

You better change your pants before people think you can't hold your water.

You got to do it!

- We're running an hour late already. - Maybe their taking so long is a good sign.

- I'd better tell them to start the meeting. - Go ahead.

Clyde, honey, the world is not run on CB time.

- You two will be late for your own funeral. - I hope so. Billy ain't here?

- No. - What they say?

Billy Foster, will you hurry up? Everybody's in there waiting on you.

- Where is our car? - I sold the car.

- Why did you sell our car? - I sold the car.

Is it our wedding anniversary tomorrow...

or is it not our wedding anniversary tomorrow?

- So what? - So, for 14 years...

you've been working your fingers to the bone from sunrise to sundown...

and I never had a dollar to spend nothing on you, so I sold the car.

I'm taking my wife to New Orleans for the weekend.

A man can always get a cheap car, but he can't get a wife.

- Ain't that sweet? - Yeah.

- They are up to something. - I know it.

- I am. - Yes, you are!

- And I'm gonna be. - Yes, you will!

- Triumph have I? - Yes!

- Steady of heart? - Yes!

- No valley of sorrow is deep enough. - No!

No mountain of pleasure is high enough...

to cause my feet to stumble one step in our everlasting journey...

- to the righteous side of life. - Praise to Him!

And marching out at the head of our great multitude...

to show us the way is our founder...

the great grand warrior of the Kingdom of Shaka.

Praise to the kingdom!

He stamped his feet on the ground that is Africa, and the Earth trembled.

- To the evil, he shows no mercy. - No!

- To the deceitful, his blows are swift. - Yes!

But to the pure in heart, he is love.

Love, brothers and sisters. He is our leader.

The great grand warrior of the Kingdom of Shaka.

All praises due to our founder!

All praises due to the Kingdom of Shaka!

Brothers and sisters...

another day has dawned...

and though we are here in our good health and strength...

today is not a good day for us.

The city has refused to grant us the extension that we wanted.

And so I guess the best way to start this meeting...

is with a financial report on our situation from our treasurer, Brother Billy Foster.

We all know the situation. We have known for the past three years...

that the city was gonna tear down this section, commencing next year.

In six weeks, we've got to be out of this building.

Two years ago, you all made pledges to the new building fund...

and you've fulfilled those pledges, but that's not enough.

Brothers and sisters, for the past two years...

we're raking and scraping, but it is not enough!

The initial cost of the construction...

is $55,000.

That means we got to have at least that before we can start.

And so far, in the kitty, we've got $18,000.

Now, what are we going to do about it?

- Fight it! - Tighten up and dig deeper.

Now, I know it's gonna be rough. It is now or never!

Now, the sons and daughters of Shaka have always thrived on adversity.

That's right!

- We live to overcome suffering. - Yes!

We live to create light where there was darkness.

- We have got to put our heart in it. - Yes!

- We've got to put our soul in it. - Yes!

- We've got to put our spirits in it. - Yes!

And we've got to put some more money in it!

- That money should be in a bank. - It was.

- We can go to jail if this don't work. - It's gonna work.

- It's been a long time. - But you still got the touch.

'Cause I remember, at Sister Joan's party, with Victor Brown...

you had him going around there, crowing like a rooster in a hen house.

That's right.

- How much is that? - $2,000.

Mortgaged my furniture, sold my car, closed my bank account.

$2,000 from me. $18,000 from the lodge.

$20,000.

No, man. I'm a milkman. You're a factory worker.

We don't look like nobody who'd come up with no $20,000.

- We gonna look like we got a million. - How?

You just leave that up to me. I'll take care of that.

Our women must never know nothing about this.

Never. They're just going to New Orleans to have a good time.

That's for showing me one of the nicest times I've ever had in my life.

- Is that all I'm gonna get? - That's all you gonna get in public.

Stop!

You fresh thing.

- You know you love it. - Yes, I do.

And tonight I'm gonna lay a blockbuster on you.

Yeah? I'm gonna have a block for you to bust, too, baby...

so you better bring a whole lot of hammer.

Have hammer, will travel...

and go deep into your crevice.

- It's the truth. - I know, but I certainly wish...

you two would stop putting your business in the street like that.

Are you gonna sit there and act all proper...

like Clyde ain't been hitting your switch regularly?

- I ain't in it. - I could say something, but I won't.

Of course Clyde and me have relations.

We certainly don't let the whole world know about it. Do we, honey?

Me and Dee Dee, we don't make no noise. We whisper a lot.

"Oh, baby."

We're all grown. And we know what's happening.

- Besides, it's our anniversary. - I know that.

But suppose somebody who didn't know you heard you talking.

What would they say?

They'd say I was having a horny conversation...

with a man in a fancy restaurant, and he was picking up on my vibe.

Picking up on them.

- Dee Dee, I didn't know you were a prude. - I am not a...

Lam not a prude.

But there are some things that I won't do, and that's all.

La-di-da.

Baby, that was a good lunch.

Now I'm ready for a nap, but first I'm gonna go take a wee-wee.

Dee Dee, come on and go to the powder room with me.

Come on, girl.

- You tell me why? - Why?

The fella with the pink flower...

the biggest of the bigtime gamblers in Louisiana.

Kansas City Mack. Owns this restaurant, right here.

Your books don't look good. I don't like it.

22% off can only mean one thing: Bad management. You.

You got to start increasing your volume in all your operations...

especially in gambling, joy houses, and the liquor business.

Boss, inflation...

That ain't bothering Biggie Smalls in Kentucky and Alabama.

They're rolling along, heading in this direction.

It's your territory they'll grab first.

We're pushing as hard as we can. We're on top of it seven days a week.

That's not good enough. You got to come up with new ideas.

That's why Biggie Smalls keeps beating us to the punch.

Young college-educated fagots are doing his thinking for him.

Maybe y'all are too old. Maybe y'all need to take a walk.

Maybe I ought to get some young college-educated fagots to think for me.

- How are things looking on this fight? - Not so good.

We're getting action on 40th St. Black, but nothing on Farnsworth.

That figures. Even his mama ain't dumb enough to bet on him.

Look, use your heads.

If there ain't no Farnsworth money around, close your books and set this one out.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the training camp...

of the Middleweight Champ of the World...

who will defend his championship the night after tomorrow...

right here in the fabulous city of New Orleans, at the Sports Center.

He is now coming to the ring to spar in three rounds of boxing...

for your entertainment.

The Middleweight Champion of the World, 40th St. Black!

Let's hear it, ladies and gentlemen!

Anybody running into him better be driving a Mack Truck.

- Okay, let's go see the challenger. - What's his name?

- Bootney Farnsworth. - Bootney Farnsworth?

Come on, keep your right up, protect yourself.

Protect yourself! Move! Jab with your left hand. Jab!