02x07 - Shinin

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Adventures of two boys, Riley and Huey Freeman, who undergo a culture clash when they move from Chicago to the suburbs to live with their grandfather.
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02x07 - Shinin

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What's good with you, Earth?
This is your boy, Thugnificent,

representing Terra-Belle,
Georgia, you know?

Lethal Interjection
moving next to your home.

Check the chain, n*gga.

I know y'all love my music,
and love my videos and sh*t,

but be fully prepared
to drink hella Haterade, n*gga.

'Cause y'all about to see
how good it is to be me

and how bad it is to be you.

We got plenty of ho's bending,
we got 's spinning.

It's Thugnificent's crib,
n*gga. Let's roll.

I like to give haters
something to hate

right when they
get to the door, n*gga.

WOMAN:
Ding... dong.


Not nobody do it like
this here, n*gga.

We do it real grande
around here, man.


Ain't nobody
got one of these:

A doorbell with real b*tches
singing the notes.

Ding... dong.

That's right, n*gga.

Whore-bells.

[LAUGHING]

Yeah, you know, I believe
in investing in the arts.

And I believe
in investing in myself.

Now, this sh*t right here,

this is some old John Woo sh*t,
n*gga, from the movie k*ller.


Know what I'm saying?
That's me, though.

You mad?
You hating, my n*gga?

Well, it's hard
not to, n*gga. Ha-ha!

You might wanna send
your lady out of the room

for this next one, man.
She about to look at you

like a serious disappointment.

A living room

with a m*therf*cking
Jacuzzi, n*gga.

Oh, but there's more,
my n*gga.

This is the straw that breaks

the haters' camel's back,
n*gga.

I got Hulks on tap, n*gga.

Observe.

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sh*t. This one n*gga

came through here
with his bitch.

Left with a case
of hate poisoning, n*gga.

You know what
I'm saying? Hey, Flo.

Tell 'em about that n*gga
that got his spirits crushed

by the diamonds and sh*t.
He k*lled hisself,

took his own life and sh*t,
you know?

su1c1de note was some sh*t
about his ex-girlfriend

and all of that.

We all knew
that the sh*t was about

the diamonds and the rubies
and the Jacuzzi.

Now, this aquatic
adventure park

is especially for
y'all n*gg*s out there

with your little
inground pools,

diving boards or whatever.
Step your pool game up, n*gga.

We slide down with ours.

You know what I'm saying?

Your bitch does.

[LAUGHING]

Now, this right here is what
I like to call my bitch t*nk,

and this bitch is Debbie.

Y'all broke n*gg*s keep buying
fish food if you want.

Hey, don't sweat it, homey.
'Cause when it's time

to show the world
how the broke n*gg*s live,

maybe MTV will come
to your house,

and it'll be your turn to shine,
but until then,

tell your moms to get off
my d*ck, n*gga.

And get the hell up
out of here, b*tches.

? I am the stone
The builder refused ?


? I am the visual
The inspiration ?


? That made lady
Sing the blues ?


? I'm the spark
That makes your idea bright ?


? The same spark
That lights the dark ?


? So that you can know
Left from right ?


? I am the ballot in your box
The b*llet in the g*n ?


? The inner glow
That lets you know ?


? To call your brother sun ?

? The story that just begun ?

? The promise
Of what's to come ?


? And I'm 'a remain a soldier ?

? Till the w*r is won
Won ?


? Chop, chop, chop
Judo flip ?


? Chop, chop, chop
Judo flip ?


? Chop, chop, chop
Judo flip ?


? Chop, chop, chop ?

THUGNIFICENT:
To being on Cribs.


The fulfillment
of a lifelong dream

of the last
six or seven years.

RILEY: It was a big day for
my homey, Thugnificent,


being on Cribs and all.

I love to see my n*gg*s
on TV shinin',


'cause when they shine,
I shine.


Sort of.

g*dd*mn. Could somebody
tell me what time it is?

What's wrong with your watch?

The sun is reflecting
all this ice.

I can't see a thing.
Man, get the f*ck out of here.

No, for real, n*gga. Look.
Oh, sh*t. Damn, man.

Flo, you got your stunna shades?
Yeah.

Put the m*therf*ckers on, n*gga.
Tell me what time it is.

Damn, n*gga. It's : .

Hey. The doorbell girl
was wondering

if you're expecting
more company,

because she can stay
if you want, but in minutes

it's gonna be time and a half.

Time and a half?
Hell no.

Send that bitch home.

Mack, the ho's are
supposed to be here at noon.

What the f*ck?

Man, Quinten just texted me.
He say the ho's is en route.

Quinten's ho's
is always en route.

They ain't never in here.

Damn. We might as well
be working at Kinko's.

Hey, Thugnificent,
I'm taking off.

Just wanted to say thanks for
the opportunity. It was great.

Hey. Why don't you stay
and kick it with us?

Hey, hey.
You sure you gotta leave?

Sorry. My boyfriend's here.
He wanted to meet you so bad,

but he's gotta get back to work
at Kinko's, so bye.

Hey, did you want the water
slide to keep going?

Because it is getting expensive.
I mean, it's your money.

I'm all, like, it's-
Whatever.

No.

No, cut it off.
Shut it off!

[FAUCET SQUEAKING]

[SQUEAKING, MAN SCREAMING]

My ass!

Hey! Who turned off
the m*therf*cking water?!

? Stomp 'em in the nuts ?

? We'll stomp 'em in the nuts ?

? We'll stomp 'em in the nuts.
I'm 'a... ?


Hey, guys.
What I got to do

to become a member
of Lethal Interjection?

Man, you wanna
be down with us?

You're talking about
joining a family.

This crew is made up
of n*gg*s.

I've known my whole life,
shorty.

Except Flonominal
and Macktastic,

who I met through the label,

but we're like brothers
though.

Lethal Interjections is about
rags to b*tches, n*gga.

Man, I'm about
rags to b*tches too.

It's about getting paper,
my n*gga.

Now, you know I'm all about
getting my paper.

Come on, man, you gots
to let me in the crew.

Now, Riley, I want you to know

that even though
we doin' it real grand,

if this rap sh*t don't work,
we running up in n*gga's houses.

You know what I mean?
For real. Better believe that.

We're gonna be hittin'
the streets, son,

moving mad rock all day,

selling that real heavy
drug sh*t.

MAN: Know what I mean?
All day, son.

Or we be flipping them burgers
at Wendy's, my n*gga.

You know what I mean? With fries
and sh*t. I'll do whatever.

Shakes, all that.
Extra ketchup.

"You need some napkins?"
You feel me?

What the f*ck is you-?
What the f*ck was that?

I'm sorry, man.
THUGNIFICENT: Shut the f*ck up.

I wasn't thinking
about it when I did it.

I- I should've said,
like, Burger King.

Let's just go
to the initiation.

The first test
is the agreeability test.

Before you are a member
of the team,

we have to make sure you share

my Thugnificent
taste and sensibilities.

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

Ho-ho, sh*t, n*gga.
That m*therf*cker's banging.

You hear that bass line?

It's blazing, son.
That sh*t is incredible, kid.

I mean, it's hot-hot,
but you know me.

I would just turn up the bass
a little higher in the monitor...

f*ck you, n*gga.
Nobody give a f*ck

what your dumb ass think.

Give me this m*therf*cker.

Get your ass out of here,
hook-ass n*gga.

MAN : Tired of this.
MAN : Punk-ass, p*ssy-ass n*gga.

Get the f*ck out of here
with that bullshit.

MAN : b*at it.
MAN : n*gga.

[CLANGS]

Anyway, Riley,
what do you think?

Uh, I think
it sounds really good.

Are you sure you like it?
'Cause if you wanna be down

with the Lethal Interjection
crew,

you got to really think
it sounds good.


I do.
How good?

Uh, real good?

Okay, you passed.

Next is a test of courage.

[?]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[TIRES SCREECH]

[GRUNTS]

Yeah, yeah.

ALL: Yeah.
Oh, hey, shorty.

[ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY]

You got it, n*gga.
Get on and do that thing.

Yeah, yeah, my n*gg*s.

What up, dog?

What, what, what?

[GASPS]

[SCREAMING]

[THUDS]
[CREW SHOUTING]

[GROANS]

MAN : Yeah.
Hey!

MAN : Do that sh*t.

Yeah!

I see you, homey.
Go ahead, n*gga.

Ride it out, n*gga.

The third test is a test
of intelligence.

Find a way to get
some ho's over here.

[ALL LAUGH]
MAN: Do it, man.

Yeah, good luck with that one.
I can get ho's over here.

What y'all n*gg*s know
about MySpace?

Uh, wait.
Yo, word to mother,

I heard about this sh*t.
You know what I mean?

I know a lot of girls
on MySpace.

I mean, I don't pay much
attention to 'em though,

'cause I be's
all about my paper.

Yo, you talking
to girls your age,

or grown-up girls and sh*t?

Man, grown up. They got little
pictures of each one too

so you can see
what they look like.

And you can reach these ho's

and tell 'em to come over
and get bucked-naked?

Yep, yep.
How many?

I don't know.
About a hundred, ...

thousand.
[ALL GASP]

MAN:
Damn.


RILEY: See, this search
engine hooks it up

so that I can find all the ho's
in a -mile radius

that are fans of your music.

Hey, yo, dog.
You're like a m*therf*cking

computer genius and sh*t-
Oh, wait.

g*dd*mn.

Want me to ask them
to come over?

[WOMEN LAUGHING]

MACK: Say, baby girl.
Hey, boo, check it out.

Come holler at a pimp one time
with your fine yellow ass.

Come here. Let me holler at you.
WOMAN: Uh-uh.

Well, f*ck you then, bitch.
Bucket-mouth ho.

Well?
Not bad for short notice.

So- So am I in the crew?

Do I get a chain?

Come back tomorrow, partner.
Yeah, yeah.

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I'm gonna get a chain.

Oh, of course.
Now I get it.

Huey, you not a real n*gga
like me, see.

You don't understand how bad
a n*gga need a chain.

If I had a chain,

everything in my life
would be perfect.

Well, what happened to the chain
that Aunt Cookie bought you?

[?]

n*gga, you know that wasn't
no chain. That was a necklace.

This'll be a real chain.
Ooh-hoo.

Man. I can't wait for n*gg*s
to start hating. I can't wait.

So you judge your success
by the amount of ill will

you generate
from those around you?

Hey, if n*gg*s ain't mad at you,
then you doin' something wrong.

By that definition, then,
you have a very bright future.

Thanks, man.

THUGNIFICENT: Having been shown to
be a n*gga of impeccable character,

I do hereby announce
that Riley Freeman

is officially part
of the Lethal Interjection crew.

All the hate and envy
that I've collected

with this chain
over the years

will now transfer to you.

Now, just remember
what you represent

when you have it on,
and be proud of it.

There isn't a single member
of the Lethal Interjection crew

that isn't ready to die
for his chain, n*gga.

MAN:
Uh, no, not me. Uh-uh.

Well...
No thanks.

except for Leonard.

But he's bitch-made.

Your chain, my n*gga.

Your chain.

Yeah.

[RAP SONG PLAYING]

? Whoo ?

? I done came up?
? Yeah ?


Got my name up ?

? So when they speak
Of who blinged up ?


? I'm who they bring up ?

? Come up dissing
And you'll come up missing ?


? I'm a cutthroat baller
Like O.J. Simpson ?


? Little homey, listen,
Try and serve me ?


? I'll put a . in your back
Like Barry Bonds serves you ?


? On the streets
Or on the b*at ?


? Y'all ain't able
'Cause true artists ?


? Or rappers
Like major labels ?


? What's with the ice cream
Homey, change your face ?


? 'Cause he done
Do more to tan you ?


? Than to change your race ?

? Girls love Metaphor
And I love them back ?


? Addicted to gettin' head
Chicks call me the brainiac ?


? Battle rap with words
w*r like jihad ?


? Like dope 'fore cr*ck
My notepad be rehab ?


? Both y'all see these ?

? You can't
See these or touch these ?


? Rhymes so chronic, my songs
Give you the munchies ?


[GROANS]
[BOY LAUGHS MENACINGLY]

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RILEY: As soon as I woke up,
I knew who took my chain.


Butch Magnus Milosevic.

Butch Magnus?
Crazy Butch Magnus?

Ha. Something's wrong
with that kid.

The most f*cked-up child
I've ever met in my life.

My long-ass, sorry,
m*therf*cking g*dd*mn life.

Butch Magnus?
Awful, terrible human.

It makes me sick to think
of him. I'm gonna vomit now.

RILEY: Otherwise known
as "One-Punch" Butch.


He like to jack you first,

and then ask for your sh*t
all after the fact.


What kind of sandwich
is this?

[GRUNTS]

What are you listening to?

Let me ride your bike
real quick, bitch.

Last year, Butch was expelled

from the Jesus, Mary and Joseph
Academy for Boys


for assaulting a nun.
[GRUNTS]


Give me this sh*t.

[GASPS, SCREAMING]
[GRUNTS]

He even made it on one of them
Maury Povich episodes,


where they send them kids
to boot camp.


You listen to me,
you fat turd.

I'm not your mama,
and I'm not gonna...

[SCREAMING, GRUNTS]

[WHIMPERS]

[?]

Uh-oh. Looks like someone
caught a b*at-down.

Ain't nobody catch
no b*at-down.

I got snuck by this bully,
Butch Magnus.

He sucker-punched me.
Hm? A bully, huh?

There's only one way
to deal with bullies.

You gotta stand up to him.
I remember when I was young,

there was one bully, big dude.
I forget his name.

Anyway, he used
to pick on anybody.

Steal your bike, your chain.

And one day I had enough.

And I confronted him.

And I had a g*n.

But I didn't want
to use my g*n.


Back in my day,
we fought with our hands.


Deebo, that was his name.
Deebo. Big, old, ugly dude.


And- And I had
a friend named Smokey.


And then I grabbed myself
a brick-


Granddad, you didn't live that.
That's from that movie, Friday.


Oh, yeah.
Heh-heh-heh.

Well, the lesson
is still the same.

Uh, wait,
what was the question?

BOY:
Dude, that is really sweet.

That's like a sweet piece of...

RILEY: Hey. Bitch Magnus.
BOY : Uh-oh.

What did you call me?

I called you a bitch,
'cause you's a bitch.

What, you thought
I wouldn't come see you?

Thought you wouldn't
get the taste

smacked out of your mouth

for trying to jack
young Reezy.

You better fall back, n*gga.

You can't b*at me.
I'm Butch Magnus.

[SCREAMS]

You real good when you come
out of nowhere and sucker punch.

Why don't you fight
a n*gga straight up?

[RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

? Tree stout, they call me
Metaphor the Great ?


? But my mother
Named me Jabrayo ?


? Jabrayo got it
You know what I mean ?


? Come on?
? Where you all do this? ?


? That's nothing, come here ?

? Ain't nobody playing ?

? With none of y'all ?

? You want a problem? ?

? You want a problem? ?

? You got a problem ?

? Let's get it, let's get it ?

[GRUNTING]

[GROWLING]

BOY:
Yeah. Ha-ha.

Yeah, you didn't see
that coming, did you?

[GRUNTING]

[INDISTINCT RAP MUSIC PLAYING]

Did you see that?
I hit that fool like...

BOY:
Yeah!

BUTCH:
You gonna b*at Butch? Come on.

[INDISTINCT RAP MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHUCKLES]


[YELLING]

Ow. Ah.

[GROWLING]

[SCREAMS, GRUNTS]

You had enough?
You had enough of Butch?

Ha!

[LAUGHING]

Is that all you've got?

Little bitch.

You gonna give me
my chain back.

? ... Force, not the type
To bury the hatchet ?


? I'm more the type to bury
You bastards in caskets ?


? Watch your mouth?
[GRUNTS]


? When I'm in the building
I'm not famous for nothing ?


? Like Paris Hilton ?

Well, you were looking for hate.
Way to go.

Shut up, punk.

Instead of being
Mr. Funny n*gga,

why don't you try being.

Mr. Help-a-n*gga-
Get-His-Chain-Back?

Man, I gotta find
a way to get it

before Thugnificent finds out.

Riley, let the chain go.

Thugnificent wants it,
he can handle it.

Then he'll think I'm a punk
and kick me out the crew.

It's just rocks and metal.

It's only worth what you're
willing to give up for it.

Is it worth getting hurt again?
Yeah.

Going to jail?
Yeah.

Getting k*lled?
Yes, sir.

Kissing a man?
Yeah, yeah. Oh, no.

Whoa. Kissing a man?
I mean, if it feels natural,

and that's what
you're into...

No, that don't count.
That's a do over.

I didn't know you was
gonna say that.

Guess you really want
that chain.

No. The answer is no!
[DOOR CLOSES]

Hell no, I don't
agree with Huey.

Don't let nobody
take nothing from you, boy.

sh**t, I remember back
when I let a friend

borrow my copy
of Al Green's Live in Tokyo.


He never gave it back to me.
Then when I asked for it,

he said he didn't have it.

Well, I knew he was lying,

but he would never let me
back into his house after that.

Well, one day he wins

this all-expense-paid
trip to Hawaii.


And after he left,
that's when I made my move.


I knew it.

Wow. That is so gangster.

You ran up into his crib?
Sure did.

But you wanna know
the brilliant

part of this story?

He didn't win no
all-expense-paid trip to Hawaii.

I bought those tickets myself.

Nice move, Granddad.

So you spent, what,
a thousand dollars

to retrieve a $ album?

Well, back then it was probably
more like a $ album,

but I got my album back.

Nobody can say they got one over
on your granddaddy.

I'm original O.G.

You do whatever it takes, boy.
Whatever it takes.

[?]

Oh, come on, Ed,

you gots to help me out.

Kidnapping? Uh-
I don't know, Riley.

My grandpops would
be tripping, man.

Why don't you try
something different,

like diplomacy for a change?
Man, just snatch him up,

and if the n*gga
don't have the chain,

get to regulatin' him, and make
him tell you where it at.

ED: Now, what I want
you to do is think.

Just think of these
two grapes...

[WHIMPERING]

as your two little

itty-bitty kiddy testicles.

[MUFFLED YELL]

Where is the chain?
I don't know!

I swear to God!

Don't swear to God.
I talk to God all the time,

and God happens to be the one
that told me to t*rture you,

you lying,
stealing m*therf*cker.

You gonna tell me where
that chain is. I know that.

Ed, can I
talk to you outside?

Please.

Look at my face.
Look at it.

I'm gonna crush
your kiddy penis

with this hammer
when I get back,

if you don't tell me
where that chain is at.

Now, Ed.
Oh, no!

That's the wrong kid, Ed.

I told you to grab Butch Magnus,
' ", pounds.

Well, how was I supposed
to know it's wrong?

I gave you a picture, man.

How hard is it to grab
the right kid, Ed?

You told me to grab a kid.
I grabbed a kid.

You don't like the way I do it,
then do your own kidnapping.

You know what?
That's your only freebie.

You want me to kidnap
anybody else,

you're paying top dollar.

That's not fair.
You grabbed the wrong kid.

Tough titty.

[WHIMPERING]

My bad.
You go ahead and leave.

What the f*ck you looking
all scared for?

I said you was free
to go, right?

Which part of "my bad"
do you not understand?

Oh, so now you wanna
make this

a whole big
f*cking thing, huh?

Well, f*ck you then.
Whoa, whoa, okay, okay.

Enough, man.
Enough.

No, no, I'm sick of this sh*t.
I'm trying to squash it, right?

And this m*therf*cker's
acting like he hurt and sh*t.

I ain't even touched
this m*therf*cker yet.

I ain't even brushed
past you yet.

I ain't even made eye contact
with your punk ass.

Yeah, come on over here.

I'll give your ass
something to cry about.

What's up, world?
This is Sway.

A member of the Lethal
Interjection crew

was apparently the victim
of a violent robbery

in the exclusive suburb
of Woodcrest today.

The perpetrator,
a local -year-old

named Butch Magnus Milosovic,
talked to us

with apparently
no fear of repercussions.

Yeah. You know,
all I'm saying is, you know,

I caught one of them
Lethal Interjection cats

out here slipping. You know,
I ain't gotta say which one.

But, uh,

if he wanna
buy his chain back,


he know where to find me.
[CHUCKLES]


I ain't hidin'.

SWAY: Thugnificent could not
be reached for comment.


I'm sorry, guys.

I did everything I could
to get it back.

Why didn't you tell us
when it got took?

I didn't want y'all to think.

I couldn't handle
my own business like a man.

Riley.
That's the whole point

of belonging to a crew,
n*gga.

So you ain't never got to worry
about handling sh*t like a man.

Yeah, man.
We don't fight fair, n*gga.

We believe
in overwhelming force.

Flo, go with the little n*gga
to get his chain back.

Yeah, I'll go with you right now

and b*at the little sh*t
into the dirt.

f*ck the bullshit.
Come on, let's go.

Wow. You know,
you guys are good role models.

[?]

FLONOMINAL: Butch Magnus.
[GRUNTS]

Yeah, m*therf*cker.

You f*ck with one member
of the Lethal Interjection,

you're f*cking with
every last one of us.

Come try all that
tough sh*t with me...

Ooh.

Oh, man.

[THUDS] Oh.

My m*therf*cking leg.
Leg, uh...

Man, you can take this
piece-of-sh*t chain.

My dad had it appraised.
He said it was worthless.

Oh, Jesus.
My motherfuck...

Oh. Oh, Jesus.

You broke bitch.
Get a real chain.

FLONOMINAL:
My leg is broken.

[FLONOMINAL SOBBING]

m*therf*cking
stupid-ass bitch.

m*therf*cker.

RILEY:
Know what? It's still better


than an old funky necklace.

Call some-m*therf*cking-body,
Riley!

We crew, n*gga, remember?

Help me, Riley!

? I'm a cutthroat baller
Like O.J. Simpson ?


Remember, we crew!
? Little homey, listen ?


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