8 Mile

Hold on a minute.

What the fuck? - Hold on a fucking minute!

Yo, what the fuck?

Quit playing with your fucking self! Open the door!

Fuck, man. Who the fuck is you, nigga?

Where are you going?

- Backstage. I'm in the battle. - You can't.

- I got a stamp on my hand. - Go around front.

- Man, you just seen me... - I didn't see nothing.

You just fucking seen me. I went to the bathroom.

- He's got a problem with me. - Shut the fuck up.

He's straight, dawg.

- He with you? - Yeah.

Okay. Cool, Future. But your boy got an attitude problem.

Come on. You're crazy, trying to fight bouncers.

The guy's obviously got something against me. I go to the bathroom...

Rise above that bullshit.

Hold on, man.

You fucking threw up on yourself? Come here!

- Hey, Rabbit. - I know you're ready, Rabbit.

Where you goin'? He hurled on his shirt.

- Let me see. - Get the fuck off me, Cheddar.

What are you doing, man?

Come on, it's deal time.

Our clica will be on the map after you whup some ass tonight.

Me and Janeane broke up.

- What, again? - I left her the car.

Come on, Rabbit.

She said she's pregnant.

She's gonna need the car if she's pregnant.

I'll need a place to crash.

You going to stay at your mom's?

Can I get some fucking privacy here?

All right, come on.

My bad, man.

If something's gonna happen with this shit, it needs to happen now.

I feel you. I know exactly what you're talking about.

All right, come on, man. How you feeling?

- I feel good. - You feel good?

- You sure? - I'm ready.

Ready, baby. I want to see you rip that shit, all right?

Let these motherfuckers know, man. It's all you, baby. Three One Third.

Your lyrics are shitty like when I cop a squat

Who told you to fuck with the mighty Papa Doc?

For stepping onstage I should rock your knot

Don't get too close or you might get shot

You need to call your mama and tell her come get ya

If she knew him, she could bring your midget pops with her

I put a hole in your head Like a 12 gauge

Lookin' like Kris Kross Jiggity jump yo' ass offstage

I'm a grown man, son I'll slaughter you

Make your ma wish her fat-ass aborted you

A lot of hostility at the end of the 45 seconds. Let me get the mike.

Open up a little bit. Let everybody see Future.

How y'all feel about Shorty Mike?

Kind of mediocre love?

Just all right for Shorty Mike?

All right, what about Papa Doc?

All right, Papa, you go to the next round.

Next up is my man Bunny Rabbit

and Lil' Tic.

Come on, bring your asses onstage. We ain't got all day.

All right, enough of the fanfare.

- Heads or tails? - Heads.

Tails. Choose.

You first.

Lil' Tic, set it off. DJ, 45 seconds.

Spin that shit.

I'ma murder this man!

He's the type to lose a fight with a dyke

They don't laugh 'cause you wack It's 'cause you white with a mic

You're a laughingstock When will this laughter stop?

When you and Everlast bitch-ass get popped

You a wigga that invented rhyme for money

Watch Lil' Tic spit kick the Energizer Bunny

Rip the Rabbit head off Toss it to Hugh Hefner

'Cause I don't play, boy Tell me who's fresher

LT, that's right Cock the heat and shoot ya

I'll punish Rabbit or obsolete Future

My paws love to maul an MC

'Cause he's faker than a psychic with caller ID

So that bullshit, save it for storage

'Cause this is hip-hop You don't belong, you're a tourist

Put your hockey sticks and baseball bat away

This here's Detroit 16 Mile Road is thataway

Whoa, whoa, okay, 45 seconds, very nice.

You did a good job, Lil' Bitch. I mean, Lil' Tic. My bad.

All right, next up is my boy Bunny Rabbit.

Hey, talk that shit if you want, but I vouch for this motherfucker.

He's a motherfuckin' genius.

Hit that shit. Forty-five seconds. DJ, kick it.

Hey, yo.

Boo!

Where'd y'all find this nigga at?

Come on, Rabbit!

Come on, Rabbit! Come on!

(CHANTING) Choke! Choke!

Yo, Jimmy.

Hold up.

Don't worry about it, dawg. I'll call you tomorrow.

I got to go back inside.

Stay strong, my brother.

You'll rip 'em next time.

- Yep. - Yeah. Next time.

Peace out, Rabbit!

(HIP-HOP BEAT ACCOMPANIES INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)

What the fuck?

- Oh, shit, Rabbit. Oh, God.

You okay, baby?

Don't you think you should have called or knocked first or something?

Phone's disconnected.

I know that, Rabbit.

I gotta get down to the phone place tomorrow.

I've been busy, you know.

Rabbit, what are you doing here?

How about knocking?

Me and Janeane just broke up.

I'm sorry, honey.

I thought you had a good thing going with her.

- She sleeping with someone else? - No.

I got work in the morning, so...

You and Future still at that Little Caesars in Warren?

- No. I'm at New Detroit Stamping now. - Oh!

That's good. What?

He got fired from a pizza place.

- At least I got a fucking job. - Okay, stop it.

Only ex-cons and welfare moms work at that plant.

Baby,

are you staying here for a while or what?

Just for a couple weeks, till I can save enough to get my own place.

Just like Bob Zurowsky.

All your friends still living at home, aren't they?

What a bunch of fucking losers.

Fuck you! - What's your problem?

What's your problem, bitch? Don't kick my clothes!

- Don't fucking judge me! - Why don't you grow up!

Stop it! - It's him, not me!

I've fought guys bigger than you.

- Fucking punk. Stop it!

Hey, Lily.

Hey, baby. What are you still doing up?

You woke me up.

Yeah, I'm sorry, baby.

What'd I do?

- Go back to bed. - Will you sing to me?

Yeah. Of course I will. Come on.

(SINGING) I know this girl

Her name is Lily

And it's past her bed

T-l-M-E

She goes to sleep

And she can just dream

And not have to be

In a stinky trailer with me

So when I feel blue

Don't know what to do

I look at you

And I just say

Good night, baby. Go to sleep.

If you're going to live here, you have to get along with Greg.

He started it.

You can't fuck this up for me, baby.

- You just can't. - Whatever.

No milk.

Can I get a ride to work in the morning?

Where's your car?

I left it for Janeane.

You're going to let me borrow your car?

Nope.

It's your birthday present.

My birthday's not for two weeks.

I know.

But you're still my little Rabbit, right?

I need to get to sleep.

Bunny! What up, doe?

Heard about you and Janeane.

- I thought you might be back home. - This ain't my home.

Why you up so early?

Up, man? I ain't even been to bed. I came to talk to you...

I don't got time to talk right now. I'm late for work.

- Can you give me a ride? - My ma's got the car.

Don't tell nobody I'm living back here, man.

What happened last night? I heard you got caught out.

People are saying fucked up shit.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Why are you still going to The Shelter?

There's nobody there but clowns who ain't got deals and never will.

You need to stay at home. You know Wink's got you.

- Whatever, man. - I'm telling you, I'm on my way.

I'm taking you with me. You're the franchise, baby.

- The franchise? - Yeah.

I'm taking a fucking bus to work.

Look, I was just on the horn with my man Roy Darucher.

- The promo guy? - Yeah.

Roy's all hooked up at 98.

So what's he need you for?

What's he need me for? Talent, dawg. You know that's my specialty.

I'm the one that tipped him on Big O,

and got that fat man out of flipping burgers at Mickey D's.