The Island

Please, come join me.

Please, come.

Gracias.

- Bravissima. I'm a big fan of your voice.

You have an exceptional talent.

Thank you .

- Apologies. Where are my manners?

What can I get you to drink?

Oh, I'm okay, thank you.

- Please, after a performance like that,

you certainly earned one, for sure.

Yes?

- Okay, I'll have a glass of red wine please.

- Akheem, bring me one bottle of this new French red wine

we just received yesterday.

Yes, sir.

You're from Chicago, right?

You must be fan of cold winters then?

- Oh no, I hate the cold actually.

I'm from Florida, but I moved away as soon as I could.

To chase a dream.

And cold winters just became a price

for that dream, I guess.

It's paradise here.

Rarely gets below 72 degrees.

I'm offering you three times whatever you make in Chicago

to sing here in my club, exclusively for me.

- My God, that's an amazing offer.

- I'm so sorry, ma'am. Let me get that.

- It's all right. - I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

Akheem, it's okay, calm down.

She's right. It certainly was an accident.

How long have you been working for me, Akheem?

Almost two months, sir.

- Then you know the customer is king.

The customer deserve excellent service, always.

Yes, sir. I'm so sorry, sir.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

It's okay.

I'm so so sorry.

You should be sorry.

Apologies.

Why you don't go to get cleaned up a little bit?

Then come sing for me something special.

You work for me now.

- So, I finally had to tell her last night.

Bon voyage, Coco.

You know, I know she was wrong for me from the moment

we met, but was she beautiful, man.

She had them long legs she would just wrap around me.

Crystal blue eyes, like swimming pools of beauty.

Just, mm .

Hey, Mark, I'm over here just pouring my heart out to you

and I feel like you're not even listening.

Are you listening?

No.

Okay, all right. You're right.

You were right, because I know, from the moment you met her

you were all like ...

She wasn't right for you.

And why is that, exactly?

She was normal.

Well, yeah.

Well you know this is all kinda your fault, right?

My fault?

Well yeah.

We been working together for years now, man.

All you gotta do is come out with me every once in a while,

just have a couple drinks, and maybe you could

steer me clear of the wrong girls.

- I told you, I'm not into that singles dating thing.

- Singles dating scene, man, that's all the dating scene is

is a bunch of singles.

Come on, man, you're the only guy I know who's got

his ex-wife's name tattooed on his finger.

- She wasn't my ex-wife when I got the tattoo.

- Yeah, I know that. Just add a little something to it.

What does that say anyway, Attila?

It's Akilah. Akilah.

- Okay, so add a T and now it's Tequila.

Right? You'd be the cool guy at the bar.

You got Tequila on your knuckle.

They're here.

Get serious.

Rock, paper, scissors? Hm?

Okay. You always do rock anyway.

S'up, Los.

- Hello, my friend. How you doing?

- How the fuck you think I'm doing, man?

Waiting out here in West Bumblefuck for your ass, man.

What's up?

- Let's not waste time. You got the money?

- Yo, I aint wasting the time, man.

All right, yeah, I got your paper. You got my shit?

Si.

All right. What's up, Jose?

Oh, you too hard for that shit, right?

This motherfucker.

So what's up, man?

We gonna transact, or we gonna bullshit, what?

Go check it out.

- My brother's gonna get the money from your car.

- Hey, hey, hey. Yo, Rambo, man, is that shit necessary?

I'm afraid it is, amigo.

- Hey, yo, what's up with Senor Gun Show over here?

- It's cool, man, just show him the paper.

Come on now, Handsome.

Let me show you something real pretty.

- What's up, man? Where's my shit?

- Step into my office, my friend.

- About to make your day, man. Come on.

We happy?

Yeah, that's your happy face.

- Meat and potatoes, as promised.

Same quality as before?

Even better.

- Yeah. We're good, give him the money.

Great.

Well, it's been a pleasure doing business with you

but don't take this the wrong way when I say,

I'm not gonna lose any sleep if I never have to see

your ugly fucking face ever again.

Well, that's not good.

Yo, Phil. We good?

Talk to me.

Never better.

Just think we got a little lost in translation over here.

- I'm gonna need you to pick up that bag.

Or I will end you right here, right now.

- Wait, so this whole time you could speak English?

Pick up that bag.

All right.

Slowly

- Listen, man, okay, it was real rude of me,

and if I'm being honest with myself,

rather racist to assume you don't speak English.

- Hey, LAPD, motherfucker. Drop it, drop it.

Phil, talk to me.

He's a dead man. You both are.

Shut the fuck up.

Hey, Phil?

- Wait, wait! You're under arrest, LAPD!

Phil!

- You might as well shoot, because I promise you,

my family will come after you and everyone who loves you.

Phil?

- Till all of your lifeless bodies

are hanging from an overpass.

- Hey, hey. Shut the fuck up was not a request.

Shut up. Phil!

- You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law.

You okay?

- If you can't afford an attorney

one will be appointed for you.

Have you understood these rights as I have read them to you?

Hey, amigo. Buddy?

Ah, shit.

Hey, Mark, do you think he heard that last part

or am I gonna have to read him his whole Miranda rights

warning all over again, because I don't wanna.

- Well, judging by his rap sheet,

I think he's heard it before.

You, uh, look clean.

Your guy, he was a lot smaller.

- True. Maybe you should cuff him.

I don't know if you have the punching power

to keep him out very long.

- Oh, he's got jokes, and white pants. Heh.

Hey, it is not a good time.

We are gathered here today

to celebrate the life of our brother Akheem.

I have known Akheem's mother, Yvonne,

and his brother Mark for a long time.

I can remember the day Akheem was born,

bringing with him into this world, and to this island,

that infectious smile that all of us

would soon know and love.

I ask all of you now to remember fondly Akheem

and his infectious smile.

But also to let his tragic death be a reminder

that we must collectively guard the lives of our youths.

Because make no mistake about it,

whereas our island is surely a gift from God,

lest we forget the devil does not strike at us from afar.

No. He slithers along the soil we call home.

Waiting to coil around the feet

of any who dare oppose him.

Yvonne, I am so sorry.

Thank you, Akilah.

Please, come see me soon.

- We never met. I'm Manuel Alvarez.

I'm terribly sorry. My deepest condolence.

If there is anything I can do for you, please let me know.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

- I'm sorry, Son. I didn't get a chance to clean the house.

Mom, it's fine, it's fine.

- But I'm glad you're home, baby.

Me too.