Blues Brothers 2000

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Wrote the book of the seven seals

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Wrote the book of the seven seals

You know, God walked down In the cool of the day

Called Adam by his name

And he refused to answer

Because he's naked and ashamed

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Well, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Wrote the book of the seven seals

You know, Christ had 12 apostles

And three he led away

Said, "Watch me when I walk Till I go yonder and I pray"

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Wrote the book of the seven seals

Christ came on the Easter morning

Mary and Martha was down to see

Go tell my disciples And meet me in Galilee

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Wrote the book of the seven seals

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Who's that writing? John the Revelator

Tell me, who's that writing? John the Revelator

Wrote the book of the seven seals

- Good morning, Warden. - Tom.

Is that Elwood Blues?

Yes, sir. Released yesterday.

Did you tell him about Jake?

No, sir. I thought you told him.

I'm sorry.

Listen, I work for a friend of yours.

Who's that?

Your old drummer, Willie.

I dance at his club.

They told him you were out and he asked me to come check on you.

He said he'd give you a job.

Matara, could you drop me off here, please?

- What can I do for you, boy? - Sir,

how much would something like

that full-sized Ford police package in the middle there run me?

Get yourself $500 and you come back to see me then.

Okay, sir.

That's a nice car.

I'll save it for you.

Thanks.

I wasn't sure you were going to come, Elwood.

I wasn't sure you were going to come, Elwood.

Hey, a letter from you is like a command, Sister. You know that.

- Actually, it's Mother Mary now. - That's a promotion, isn't it?

I'm sorry to hear about Jake.

Yeah, well, I guess he's in a much better place.

Uh...

Where is Curtis?

Curtis has gone on as well, Elwood. I'm sorry.

So, that's why he stopped writing me.

He was very upset when the orphanage closed.

Curtis was the closest thing to a dad that Jake and I ever had.

He gave us the music.

The Lord works in mysterious ways, Elwood. We all must go on and fight the good fight.

The orphanage is gone, Jake's gone, Curtis is gone.

I got no brother, I got no roots, I got no life. I got nothing, for Christ's sake.

Young man...

Ow!

...you were not taught and raised by me

to fold at the slightest whiff of adverse circumstances.

Now quit your silly moping,

pull your sorry self together and snap out of it!

But...

But nothing! Wise up! Turn your heart to the Creator.

You are so quick to despair.

You are not the only person in the world who has had tragedy in their lives.

You didn't know that Curtis had a son, did you?

Curtis had a son?

Before Curtis came to us at St. Helen of the Blessed Shroud

he had a musical group that toured the juke joints of the Midwest.

In one town, Curtis had an affair with a married woman.

Go, Curtis.

I mean, that's terrible.

That's what I thought you meant.

Anyway, the woman became pregnant and decided to remain with her husband,

never telling him that the boy child wasn't his.

Curtis was devastated.

He came to us as a custodian

and spent the rest of his life caring for little orphans like you, Elwood.

Thanks.

That's a beautiful story.

Hey, wait a minute. If Curtis had a son,

then that guy would be kind of like my stepbrother.

I have a family.

Curtis always stayed in touch with the boy's mother.

He sent his paycheck every week.

Where is this boy now?

He's a grown man now, Elwood, and doing quite well.

Lives in the city. His name is Cabel Chamberlain.

Cabel Chamberlain.

He doesn't know anything about Curtis, and it's not your place to tell him.

I wouldn't say anything.

I wouldn't say anything.

Do you know anything about mentoring, Elwood?

No. What about it?

There's someone I'd like you to meet.

Sister, would you send Buster in here, please?

Wait a minute.

Thank you.

I.-

Come in, Buster, and sit down.

Elwood, say hello to Buster.

Hi. How ya doing?

Buster, say hello to Elwood.

Hi. How ya doing?

Hey, the kid's a wiseass.

Shit!

What did you say?

I said, what a sweet kid.

That's more like it. Now, here's my proposal.

Young Buster here is a ward of the state, and due to lack of space

the archdiocese has agreed to house homeless children here at the hospital.

What's that got to do with me?

I thought perhaps that you would come and spend time with Buster.

Why don't you take Buster here to the library in the meantime?

You know, I've been jacked around...

The library. No problem.

See you in two hours, boys.

Okay, kid, here's the deal.

You wait here and I'll come back for you with the car.

Do you have a car?

I'm working on it.

Chicago. Cabel Chamberlain.

- Thanks for the ride. - Yeah, no problem.

Hey, kid, are you stalking me?

What are you, 15? Seventeen?

I'm 10.

Ten,huh?

Look, I know what you're going through.

You're lonely, searching for your place in life.

Just don't blow it like I did.

Stay away from drugs, gangs, cyber porn on the Internet,

and you could be President of the United States someday.

But I don't want to be President of the United States.

Look, I'm busy. I got kind of a brother in there.

He must be in some kind of trouble.

Besides, you don't want to hang around with some over-40 recidivist.

Now scram.

A Mr. Elwood J. Blues is here to see you. Yes, sir.

Mr. Blues, Commander Chamberlain's office is on the 12th floor. He's expecting you.

"Commander" Chamberlain?

Now, how can I help you, Mr...

Blues. Elwood J. Blues.

Would you mind taking your hat and glasses off in my office, please?

Okay, you can put your glasses back on.

Now, what exactly is the nature of your visit here, Mr. Blues?

Well, it's like this. See,

- I used to be in a band... - Yes.

...called the Blues Brothers.

So?

With a partner whose name was Jake Blues.

Go on.

And you are our long-lost brother.

Mr. Blues, lam an only child.

Yeah, but your real father was like a real father to me, too.

My real father?

Yeah, Curtis.

Have you noticed, Mr. Blues, that I am an African American?

Yeah, that's okay. So was Curtis.

You see, your mother and Curtis had an extramarital affair,

which produced a little boy, that's you.

My father passed away 14 years ago.

He was a full bird colonel in the United States Air Force.

My mother now lives in Phoenix, Arizona,

and a more honorable, sweet-tempered and goodly woman does not exist.

Look, I'm not making any moral judgments here,

but one can project what might have happened in this case.

Your mom, young, her husband in the military,

away from home much of the time,

which may have pushed her to reach out, stray from the nest.

That's enough.

Just a minute.

Please.

Hi, Ma. It's me, Cab.

Listen, I have a gentleman in my office here who's telling me

some story about some man named Curtis.

What?

Right.

So, what precisely is it you want from me?

Well, seeing as we're kind of like stepbrothers,

I thought maybe, you know, you could help me out.

How could I do that?

I need 500 bucks for this car, see.

And I thought maybe you could, you know, loan me the money. Or...

Or what?