City on a Hill

Suspenseful music

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Did you say "nigger"?

Is that what you called him?

Hey.

You already fucked up, brother,

so you might as well talk to me.

Did you say that word to a police officer?

Yeah, I said the word.

You said that word

to a Black Boston police officer?

You put the hard R on it too, didn't you?

Yeah. I called him a house nigger.

Why?

'Cause he is one.

You, uh...

do you know the price of hate?

- What? - It's a saying.

Eldridge Cleaver.

Man, fuck you.

Talking about Eldridge Cleaver right now.

I'm in jail.

So you know Cleaver.

Yeah, I know Eldridge Cleaver.

So you've educated yourself somewhat.

Yeah, somewhat, just like you.

Then why are you in here...

"just like me"?

Man, every day I get off the bus,

this motherfucker jacks me up.

I go to Latin.

When I went to King, I never had any problems.

Now, all of a sudden, when I go to Latin,

here's this big motherfucker every day.

Did you hit him?

Nah, man, I ain't- I ain't hit him.

You wanna tell me what happened?

I'm supposed to trust you now that we talking?

'Cause they keep you around, you Uncle Tom the rest of us?

Yeah, I said "Tom."

That cop's a bitch, and you're a Tom.

I've read Eldridge Cleaver.

A lot.

You're one of them.

You know, maybe you're smart...

or maybe you think you're smart...

but you damn sure ain't wise.

Nah, see, if you were, you'd ask for a lawyer.

Would've never even opened your mouth,

but you, you still holding out hope.

You still think your mom isn't gonna find out.

You still think you're going home,

that maybe... maybe...

there's some justice in the world,

there's someone who cares about the truth of what happened.

Now, that may be smart...

but that sure ain't wise.

Doesn't mean you're wrong, though.

Maybe you can go home.

But you gotta decide right now.

You wanna be right...

...or do you wanna be happy?

Because maybe I'm that guy.

Maybe I just give a fucking shit.

Man, if you're lying to me...

that's fucked.

You wanna be right, or you wanna be happy?

- - Come in.

I dumped the Townsend case.

Which one is that?

Sixteen-year-old. Resisting.

Kid Black?

Yeah.

You trying to prove a point?

Nah, no point.

You sure this isn't some passive-aggressive way

of you telling me to fuck myself?

That you don't prosecute what you don't want to?

What's, uh...

what's that line you've been telling me

the last few months?

You wanna be right or you wanna be happy?

Yeah.

You tell the fucking cop, then.

I'd be delighted, boss.

You ever been called a house nigger?

Yeah, to my face.

And I've been that kid.

And I've known cops like you.

Know what?

Fuck you,

you Huxtable-looking motherfucker piece of shit.

The Doobie Brothers' "Jesus is Just Alright"

upbeat rock music

Doo-doo-doo, doo doo, doo doo doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo doo, doo doo doo

Doo-doo-doo, doo doo, doo doo doo

Doo-doo-doo doo doo

Watch where you're going!

I've been driving boosted cars on this road

since before your mother got her period.

I know where the fuck I'm going.

You know, Emerson says you can tell

the best heroes by their humor.

Sir Thomas More on the scaffold, et cetera.

- - So what's that make me?

- Mm... Henry VIII? - Oh.

I ain't never been that fucking fat.

Oh, but you'd kill your wife, maybe?

Okay, okay, so we go right to that subject, huh?

Oh, you already established that you'd cheat on her.

- Hearsay. - Uh-huh.

There are all these stories about the great Jackie Rohr,

and I gotta say,

I'm a little disappointed in the new nickname.

What new nickname?

Oh, you don't know what they call you.

I am woman.

- - Ah, fuck.

I am woman, hear me roar.

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Jesus is just alright with me

Jesus is just alright, oh yeah

Jesus is just alright with me

Jesus is just alright

No. Holly!

Hey, hey, what the fuck?

Fuck! Fuck me!

Holly! Hey!

Holly.

Oh, no!

Salvy! What hospital are you working at now?

No! No, no, no. The fucking road's closed.

All right, listen. Listen to me.

Listen to me!

Take a walk outside in ten minutes.

Fuck me.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Jesus Christ!

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Oh, nice! Nice!

Hey, thanks for stopping by!

Nice seeing you!

Oh! Oh, my God.

Young lady?

Jesus H. Christ.

I need a doctor!

Tia?

Child, what happened?

Nana Campbell, they taking my house.

How they gonna take your house?

- Can I help you? - Who are you?

Randy Finch. I-I do mortgages.

How come I haven't seen you before?

I just transferred here from Hyde Park.

And you make ladies cry in Hyde Park?

Ma'am, she's defaulted.

Did you default?

I just need two more weeks.

You can't give this girl two weeks?

Why are you telling me my business?

I'd like to make a withdrawal.

You can step right over there...

No. You're gonna help me.

I'd like you to call Al Jacobi, your boss,

and tell Al I'd like to withdraw

all of the money out of the tenant management account

for the Braxton Summit housing projects.

This is ridiculous.

Al, I have a, uh...

person here who wants you to know

that my actions are causing her to make a withdrawal.

All the funds in the Braxton Summit account.

- What's your name? - Grace Campbell.

Her name's Grace Campbell.

Yes, I have her, uh, portfolio right here.

No.

I know.

We don't have those kind of funds on hand.

Yes, sir.

Okay, I will.

- Mrs. Campbell... - Ms. Campbell.

Um... we can work with Miss Jones here.

Mm. You're a good man.

Kill 'em, kill 'em

My lyrical beatdown will leave you in a coma

'Cause you can't hang

Without a high school diploma

Your brain of fatigue, you're out of your league

You're running out of gas and your tank is on E

Somebody buy him a heart 'cause he's petro

Take your whipping like a man

Brother, let go

No apologies, tears, or violins

Get your black suits 'cause I ain't smiling