In Living Color

- How you livin'? - What?

- How you livin'? - What?

The place really is just charming, isn't it? Here's my business card.

Please feel free to call me if you have any questions at all.

Bye-bye now.

Hello there. I'm Sheila Peace.

Hi. Hey, this place isn't that bad. Have you rented it yet?

Why, no, we haven't. Please feel free to take a look around.

Course, I will mention that there's an application...

and you'll be required to list your employer.

That's no problem. I have a job.

Well, of course you do. Now, what team do you play for?

- I'm a doctor. - You're not Dr.J., are you?

I've heard you're quite talented.

Lady, I'm a medical doctor.

Well, good for you. Now, you must have studied very hard.

Let me tell you a little bit about the apartment, shall I?

Firstly, this locale is ideal for you.

There is a Golden Bird Fried Chicken right down on the corner.

And do you know something? There is a crack house over on Seventh.

I tell you. People are getting beat up and shot there all the time.

And what, with you being a doctor and all, your business could be booming.

Of course, I can't guarantee that the corner store...

would carry that Afro Sheen activist stuff.

They're Mexican, you know.

They have plenty of those "torteelas,"

and the rest of us just have to make-do.

Lady, I'm gonna have a look around... by myself.

Oh, please do.

You know, there is plenty you can do with this space.

You can put your big stereo there in the corner and play that rap music...

just as loud as you like.

Listen to me. You go ahead and look all you want.

Are you still showing the apartment?

We certainly are. Hello. How are you? I'm Sheila Peace.

I must say, you speak English very well.

Please feel free to have a look around.

Hey, this isn't bad, honey.

Yeah, but I'm not sure I like the neighborhood.

Well, let me just say this about that.

This neighborhood is conveniently close to everything you need.

Why, Chinatown is just 10 blocks away.

That was a good movie, wasn't it? Chinatown.

Course, there weren't a lot of Chinese people in it.

That must have chapped your hide.

Course, now you people are buying up Hollywood.

You'll show them, huh?

Hey, we're Korean.

Oh, well, then this apartment is just perfect for you.

Here you are on the first floor. You won't disturb anyone down below with that karate stuff.

And there's a Fotomat right across the street.

You know, we are one of the few buildings in the area...

that feature speed bumps in the parking garage.

Can I get you an application?

No. I think we're looking for something a little bigger.

Oh, well, of course you are. What, with that whole boat people situation.

Well, the thought of that brings tears to my eyes.

I'm sure you guys have relatives coming in all the time.

Listen, good luck to you.

- Excuse me. - It's just as well, really.

You know, that rice that they cook sticks to the garbage disposal.

It takes forever to get it out.

Oh, would you listen to me? I haven't even introduced myself.

- Hi. I'm Sheila Peace. - Hi. How are you?

Aren't you adorable? I bet when you grow up...

you wanna manage a 7-Eleven just like your father.

You'll get all the Big Gulps you want, won't ya?

Come on, Son. We're gonna look around some more.

Well, hello again there, Doctor.

Have you decided you'd like an application?

No, lady, I would never rent an apartment from you.

Well, my goodness, you do drive a hard bargain.

Okay, then I'll put up a hoop in the backyard.

Oh, and you can barbecue all you please.

Lady, you are sick.

I am?

Oh, my goodness, I feel all right.

Well, you're the doctor. Toodle-loo.

- Excuse me. - Have you had a good chance to look around?

You know, this place really is perfect for you.

There's plenty of room for all of your wives to belly dance.

Plus, you know, the bedroom window faces Mecca.

You know, if you don't like the bare floors, you could put a magic carpet down.

- Les. -

Look, I've been looking for you everywhere, man. Where have you been?

- Don't sneak up on me like that. - You gotta help me, man.

Why? What's going on? What happened?

I accidentally killed a guy. I got in a fight with him.

I hit him one time, man. It was like I had the strength of two men.

- What do you want me to do? - I need money.

Okay. Well, here's my paycheck.

- Um... - Three dollars?

Okay, I've been holding out. Here's a quarter.

I was gonna play video games at lunch.

Hey, Les, you wanna get back to work?

I'm not paying you to hang out with riffraff. Customers are waiting.

All right, all right, I only have one hand.

Wes Rawls, we know you're in there.

- Come out with your hands up. - Oh, my God, they found me.

- - They must have been following you.

They knew I'd make contact with you sooner or later.

- I'm scared, man. - Oh, stop "snivering."

You gotta get outta here. You gotta get outta here, Wes.

- You're right. See you around. - Okay.

Damn it, Les. Are you gonna do any work today?

What are you talking about? I just cleaned off the entire counter for you.

- What do you want from me? - Hey, is there another way outta here?

- Just the window. - All right, little brother, I gotta go.

Okay, man. Hey, can I get you something else?

Good idea, Les. They probably would have thought of that one.

Come on, son. We've got the place surrounded.

You'll never take me alive, coppers.

- Freeze! Nobody move! - Back up! I got a hostage!

Yeah, he's got a hostage.

- Who? - Move or I'll do him!

- You, stupid, you! Back up! - Oh.

Let him through. He's got a hostage.

Shut up, you whimpering punk.

- I'm telling Mom. - Mom never liked you anyway.

- Give me back my quarter. - Take it. Take it, big man.

Wes, don't do this to me, man. Please don't do this to me.

- Shut up. Shut up. -

All right, stay back, or I'll do this little punk.

I'm not that much of a punk.

Listen here. It's me they want, kid.

Go on, get outta here, man. Run as fast as that little foot can take ya.

Okay, but keep in touch, buddy.

Why would I keep in touch with a punk like you? Just go!

Okay, buddy. You take it easy. I'll see you around.

Wes, stop, stop. Wes, you got my foot now.

Well, Paul, it looks like it's almost time to be moving on.

No, Pappy. Don't leave me, Pappy.

Yes'm, I'm on my way to that big cotton field in the sky.

You can't leave me, Pappy. I's too dumb to make it.

- I can't. I'm just a dumb ol' slave. - Hush up!

- Yes, sir. - You's ain't no slave, boy.

- No. - We's runaways.

- I run away from that plantation 123 years ago. - Yes, sir.

And I done raised three generations of children here in this cave.

Now you gots to go. You're the last of the Timbuks.

I can't make it out there, Pappy.

- You gots to. - I can't.

- You gots to. - I can't.

- I'll put my foot in your ass. - Okay, I'll try.

All right. Well, now you gots to head up north...

- Yes'm. - And find the Underground Railroad.

- Yes'm. - Gots to find Harriet Tubman.

- Harriet Tubman. - Look like Cicely Tyson.

- I thought that was Jane Pittman? - No, that's Esther Rolle.

I want you to do one other thing for me, boy.

- What is it, Pappy? What, Pappy? - Take care of my good jacket.

- Oh, yes, sir. -

Pappy! Pappy.

Oh, Pappy!

He'd wants me to have this.

Well, it looks like I'm on my own now.

I gots to find my freedom and get outta here before this body starts stinkin'.

Before I be a slave, I be buried in the grave.