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                                                                1.



    If you have the guts to be yourself...other people'll pay
    your price.

    - RABBIT ANGSTROM

    John Updike, "Rabbit, Run"


1   1.                                                               1

    Run it under a harsh green fluorescent light. CLOSE ON AN
    ANGRY BLONDE PUNK, his head flying in and out of frame.
    Hard against SOME GIRL'S face. Banging against a dirty
    mirror. Sweating. Moaning.

                      GIRL
            Jim. Jim. Jimmy. Jimmy. Jimmy, oh
            god. Fuck me. Rabbit. Rabbit, yes,
            oh yes. Jimmy. Rabbit. Fuck. Fuck.
            Fuck.

    He's fucking her on top of a nasty sink. Fast. And furious.
    Her short skirt hiked up high around her waist - A wool cap
    pulled down tight over his face. This is Jim, James, B,
    Bunny, Rabbit, B-Rabbit & Jinny Smith Jr. To us he's just
    plain JIMMY.

                      GIRL
            Oh, Rabbit, fuck yes, oh yes.

    They're in a desolate bathroom. Wet. Full of noise. Beats
    thumping through the walls. Fists banging on the door.

    The girl moan-moaning. It’s all so fucking loud. CLOSE ON
    JIMMY, catching sight of himself bouncing up & down in the
    mirror. Ignoring the girl, he's somewhere else. Gone.
    Always moving. We hear her coming. Jimmy stops. Stares. The
    harsh light crowns his head, a burning halo. He doesn't
    look so good, cold sweat.

                      JIMMY
            - I gotta run.

    She jumps off the sink, yanks down her skirt.

                      GIRL
                 (pissed)
            Why? You still nervous? You’re
            lucky I ran into you 'cause I'm
            tryin' to help calm you down. But
            it's like you ain't even fuckin'
            here -
                                                               2.


                      JIMMY
                 (pulls up his pants;
                 distracted)
            - What? Wasn’t it good for you?

                      GIRL
            Yeah. You know I love the way you
            fuck me, Rabbit. Why do you always
            gotta ask?

    Before Jimmy can answer a queer look crosses his face. He
    rushes for a dirty stall and we hear him puking his fucking
    brains out.


2   2.                                                              2

    Jimmy, leaving the bathroom. Still a little green. No sign
    of the girl. A line of guys waiting outside.

    They scream, shout, Jimmy just laughs and gives 'em all the
    finger. Heads down the corridor alone into the darkness.


3   3.                                                              3

    An underground hip-hop club, THE SHELTER. A basement cave.
    You can see the noise and the heat. Wall-to-wall kids, all
    that sex. Mashing to the beat. Mostly black. Some white.

    Whatever. Jimmy wipes his mouth, slips on headphones,
    getting back into character. We hear his music, the song
    being pumped into his head. Angry. Defiant. Beautiful.

    He makes his way through cue crowd, a hip-hop gladiator.

    Walking tall. All attitude. Everybody around him dancing to
    a different beat. We're sampling Tony Manero strutting down
    the block from the opening of "SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER."

    Jimmy (Tony) checks out the girls, smiles their way,
    heading backstage. But this ain’t no fucking disco. Before
    he gets far some BIG RAD DUDE stops him-- Shines a
    flashlight in his face. Hollas some shit at him. Jimmy
    tears off his headphones. The song cuts out--

                      JIMMY
                 (yells over the music)
            - Yo what the fuck you call me?

                      BIG BAD DUDE
            Where ya goin', dawg - you ain't
            backstage, are ya?
                                                              3.


                      JIMMY
            What you say about me?
                 (gets right up in the big
                 man's face)
            Do you even know who I am?

    The big dude shines the light bright back in Jimmy's face.
    He's security.

                      BIG BAD DUDE
            Fuck no. You wanna go backstage or
            what?

                      JIMMY
            I ain't goin' nowhere 'til you tell
            me what the fuck you said, man -

    Before the big guy can respond, a skinny black superstar
    pulls Jimmy away. It's THE FUTURE aka Future, Fuche & David
    Porter. Also in his 20s, the Future's all good.

                      FUTURE
                 (to the Big Bad Dude)
            It's all good, brotha. He's with me
            -

    Future drags Jimmy past the big guy backstage. Laughing at
    him with love.

                      FUTURE
            - You crazy muthafucka. Why didn't
            ya just tell 'im you backstage for
            the battle, Jimmy?

                       JIMMY
            He said some shit -
                  (pulls away from Future;
                  spots something on his
                  shirt)
            Fuck.


4   4.                                                             4

    Outside the club. Downtown Detroit. Bleak winter night.
    Cold, as hell. A mess of kids waiting to get in. Jimmy
    hustles up some stairs. Future right on his tail.

                      FUTURE
            Where ya runnin' to?

                      JIMMY
            I fuckin’ puked on my shirt.
                                                                4.


                      FUTURE
                 (laughs)
            First timers always crazy -
            youknowhatlmsayin'? Didn't fucking
            Mary calm you down?

    A needy white guy in his late 20s with a big head,
    "CHEDDER" BOB ZUROWSKY aka Head, standing near the top of
    the line sees Jimmy & Future heading in the opposite
    direction. He’s slow.

                      CHEDDER BOB
            Hey Rabbit - where ya--?

    Jimmy turns, gestures "one-minute-I'll be-right back" and
    keeps walking away. Future laughs, follows.

    Chedder Bob grabs two black guys huddled against the wall
    smokin' dope; a short roly-poly freak in his early 20s
    named SOL GEORGE aka Mista Kingpin & Mista and his laid-
    back older brother. DJ IZ aka Israel George, Izzy & Iz, a
    pseudo­intellectual with dreads and glasses.

    They’re Jimmy £ Future's crew, RU466 ("Real Unforgiven For
    Killin" - also the abortion pill).

                      CHEDDER ROB
            C'mon. Rabbit an' Future're goin'
            without us -


5   5.                                                               5

    Jimmy & Future head into a dark alley next to the club.

    The crew follows. We can still hear the music booming
    through the walls. A lone spotlight pierces the gloom.

    Jimmy stops at a dumpster near the back.

                      SOL
            - T'night's the night, boy. You on
            your way up, yo. Next stop - Deal.

                      DJ IZ
                 (goes to hug Jimmy)
            No doubt no doubt - S'up, brotha?

                      JIMMY
                 (pulls back)
            Puked on my shirt.

    Cheddar Bob tries to get a closer look at Jimmy's T-shirt.
                                                           5.


                  CHEDDER BOB
        Lemme see -

                  JIMMY
             (pushes him away)
        Puck off, Chedder Bob -

Jimmy scrapes the dumpster away from the wall. Grabs a
trash bag hidden behind it.

                  SOL
             (laughs)
        Now listen, Bunny - if you battle
        that muthafucka Papa Doc, nigga was
        talkin' some serious shit, yo -

Jimmy opens the trash bag, starts rooting around inside.

All the guys stop and stare.

                  JIMMY
             (pulls out some clean
             clothes front the bag)
        Fuckin' Janeane an' I jus’ broke up
        an' shit, an' she took the house
        an' the goddamn car -

                   FUTURE
        - Again?

                  DJ IZ
        Maybe it’s 'cause you keep fuckin’
        all those other girls for a minute
        -

                  SOL
        Yeah, Rabbit -

                  CHEDDER BOB
        No you just need to forget that
        Janeane bitch. Rabbit. Just think
        about all the fine bitches you
        gonna get t'night after you win -

                  JIMMY
             (looking through the
             garbage bag)
        She says she’s pregnant, whatever,
        yo -

A long beat.

                   FUTURE
                                                         6.


        - Now that's the heaviest influence
        in that movie right there, man.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        I bet that bitch is lyin'. Rabbit.

                  SOL
             (to Chedder Bob)
        Lemme ask you a question, bitch - I
        bet you probably never even bust in
        a bitch before. Have you?

                  CHEDDER BOB
             (turns red; to Jimmy)
        You gonna stay at your mom’s?

                  JIMMY
        - fuck. Bob.
             (pulls out a clean T-
             shirt from the bag)
        Yo can I please get some privacy
        here, please -

The three guys acquiesce, walk toward the lit mouth of the
alley. The Future stays.

                   JIMMY
             (laughs)
        - my lucky shirt.
             (peels off the dirty
             shirt; shivering in the
             cold)
        It's my birthday in a couple weeks,
        Fuche - An' it's like, I gotta do
        somethin', ya know? Somethin' real.
             (puts on the clean T)
        - I mean all I ever wanted to do
        was rap, yo - be an emcee. But I
        know they ain't gonna like me in
        there -

                  FUTURE
        If you rap, you rap muthafucka. It
        don't matter. You just gotta stop
        givin' a fuck what other people
        gonna say, Jim -

Jinny hides the garbage bag back behind the dumpster.

                  JIMMY
        - People can't talk shit about me
        like that, yo.
                                                                7.


                      FUTURE
            Just wreck those mics an’ gain some
            respect, youhearwhatlmsayin'?

                      JIMMY
            It's like do or die time for me
            now. Fuche.

                       FUTURE
                  (laughs)
            I know whatchya sayin' - I'm tryin'
            to get straight with the Lord these
            days.

    They both head back up the alley toward their friends and
    the light.

                      JIMMY
            Are you high?

                      FUTURE
            You're B-Rabbit, yo. I believe in
            you thoroughly.
                 (jumps; shouts out)
            B-RABBIT, yo - youknowhatlmsayin'?
            B-RABBIT! B-RABBIT!

    They meet up with the rest of the crew. And they all shout
    out, jumping, laughing, barking, 'B-RABBIT! B-RABBIT! B--

                                                       SLAM TO:


6   6.                                                               6

    CLOSE ON A FREESTYLE BATTLE, up on fit age in the club.
    Spotlights glare. DJ spins. Two emcees squaring off. One-
    on-one. Two 60 second scoreboard clocks tick down... It's
    Fight Music. And right now one very short brother named
    LIL' TIC (Little Lunatic) is battling Jimmy. Up in his
    face.

    He's spittin' about--

    1. Jimmy's name - B-Rabbit.

    2. Jinny's skin color - White.

    3. Jimmy's inexperience - 1st battle.

    Jimmy just stands there, his wool cap pulled down tight.
    Bouncing a little to the beat. Shaking out the nerves.
                                                                8.


    Lil' Tic's killin' him. The clocks hit o. Time. The CROWD
    goes crazy. Judge and jury. Future takes center stage, he's
    hosting the battle.

    SPLIT SCREEN;

    CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

    CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

    Future hands him the mic. All eyes on Jimmy, Under the
    blinding hot lights. The beat kicks in. The clocks start...

    CLOSE ON JIMMY, bobbing his head up & down collecting his
    thoughts, opens his mouth to rap and--

    People start booing him right away.

    Calling him names. Booing. Booing.

    Booing Jimmy. And nothing comes out of his mouth.

    Mute. Burning up under the lights. Failure.

    Jimmy freezes.

    And the picture FREEZES.

    REWINDS. And PLAYS again-

    Jimmy opens his mouth to rap and nothing comes out. Freeze.

    Failure. Rewind. Play. We're SCRATCHING the film.

    Back & forth.

    Forth & back.

                                                        SLAM TO:

    MAIN TITLE:

    fight music

    We still hear the scratching which leads us into our title
    song, the song we first heard playing in Jimmy’s
    headphones...


7   7.                                                               7
                                                                9.


    Poor Detroit. Jimmy runs through the diseased streets of
    his life past all the crack whores and dead ends. Holding
    onto his garbage bag full of clothes, headphones back on
    his head. His breath visible in the night air. He and it
    the only white around. We still hear our title song.

    Jimmy runs. Runs through a busy intersection, right on by
    the entrance of a ratty trailer park, running down a side
    street. Running up to a big vacant field down at the end.
    Urban blight. Lying grass. A graveyard for shopping carts,
    broken appliances, used needles & other shit.

    Jimmy stops.

    And screams out at the top of his lungs.

    Loud and long.

    Then he runs to a chain link fence at the edge of the
    field, looks both ways making sure no one sees him, and
    hops over it.


8   8.                                                               8

    Jimmy makes his way through the maze of trailers. Up to a
    drab double-wide mobile home. A beat-to-shit big-ass '79
    Lincoln abandoned in front. Down. And out.


9   9.                                                               9

    Jimmy lets himself in. Drops the garbage bag. He's cold,
    blowing on his hands trying to warm himself up. The place
    is a dump. All white trash.

    The title song still blaring in his headphones and on our
    soundtrack.

                      JIMMY
            Mom?

    He heads for his man's bedroom. As he gets closer, we hear
    some noise. Moans. And grunts. A breathless scream.

    We hear sex. Raw. And loud.

    Not Jimmy. All he hears is music.

                      JIMMY
            Mom?
                                                             10.


     He slides open the flimsy vinyl bedroom door and sees his
     mom fucking some guy.' On top. Riding away--

     Jimmy pulls off his headphones. The title sang ends.

                       JIMMY
                  (in shock)
             Mom!?!

                       STEPHANIE
             Rabbit?


10   10.                                                           10

     Later. Jimmy's eating cereal in the lousy kitchen, dry no
     milk. A small TV, beer bottles & comic books litter the
     countertops. A rusty electric space heater vibrates heat.
     It's almost quiet for the first time in the movie.

     His mother, STEPHANIE, slinks in wearing an oversized
     "Osborne High" sweatshirt and little else. Her hair's a sex
     mess, she slurs her words a little maybe a little drunk.
     She's a young 40, small & sexy in that bleached blonde
     trailer trash sorta way.

                       STEPHANIE
             You okay, baby - Wan'me ta make ya
             somethin' ?
                  (ruffles his hair)
             - Dontchya think maybe ya shoulda
             knocked or maybe called first or
             somethin'?

                       JIMMY
             Yo - the phone's disconnected.

                       STEPHANIE
                  (defensive)
             Yeah I know, Rabbit. I know, I jus'
             gotta run down to the - um - the
             phone place tomorrow -

                       JIMMY
                  (mouth full of dry
                  cereal)
             - An' there's no milk. Ever.

                       STEPHANIE
             Hey - I been busy, ya know.

                       JIMMY
                                                          11.


        Still goin1 to bingo or get a job
        yet?

A thick lame white dude. GREG MINOR, stumbles into the
kitchen on one good leg like he owns the place. Just a few
years older than Jimmy, all Grog's got on is a two-day
beard, pair of "Osborne High" sweatpants, and a shit-eatin’
grin.

                  GREG
             (slaps Jimmy on the back
             of his head)
        Rabbit - what the fuck you doin'
        here? How 'bout knockin'?

Jimmy doesn't react. Too tired to fight. It's clear that
Greg makes him uncomfortable. Makes him feel like he's back
in high school. Jimmy seems to shrink when he's around.

                  JIMMY
             (turns to his mom)
        Janeane an' I broke up -

                  STEPHANIE
        None of those girls are right for
        you, baby. She say she's pregnant?

Jimmy nods.

                  STEPHANIE
        Right. I bet she took the car too -

                  JIMMY
             (doesn't want to talk
             about it; gets up)
        - I gotta work in the mornin'.

                  STEPHANIE
        - You and Future still at that
        Little Caesars in Warren?

She lights a cigarette. Greg takes it from her, smokes.

                  JIMMY
        No I - ahh - I--

                  GREG
        C'mon, man, you got fired from
        Little Caesars? Nobody gets fired
        from Little Caesars -

                  JIMMY
        - yo I'm too tired for this shit-
                                                             12.


                       STEPHANIE
             You stayin' here, baby?

                       JIMMY
             - just for a few weeks 'til I save
             enough to get my own place.

                       GREG
             Just like Bob Zurowsky. All your
             friends still livin' at home -
             aren't they, Rabbit?
                  (laughs)
             Guys're a bunch a fucking losers -

     Without skipping a beat Jimmy grabs a beer bottle £ fires
     it at Greg's head! It just misses, smashing against the
     wall--

     Greg bolts up, cigarette still stuck in his mouth--

     Jimmy instinctively takes a step back.

     Violence about to break.

     Stephanie jumps in the middle--

                       STEPHANIE
                  (screams at Jimmy)
             YOU STOP IT! JAMES SMITH JUNIOR!
             STOPIT NOW!

     Just then a sleepy little angel appears in the doorway of
     the kitchen, six-year-old LILY, Jimmy’s little half-sister.

     She lights up when she sees Jimmy. Runs to him.

     He gives her a big hug. Violence broken. Greg laughs, gets
     himself a cold beer from the 'fridge instead.

                       JIMMY
             Yo - shouldn't you be sleepin',
             Lily?

                       LILY
             You woke me up ya know.
                  (whispers to him)
             - will you sing to me?

                       JIMMY
             C’mon - back to bed. It's late.


11   11.                                                           11
                                                               13.


     Jimmy carries Lily into her little girl bedroom. Neat,
     clean. A mountain of scuffed animals on her bed. As he puts
     her down, we hear him quietly sweetly lovingly rapping to
     her. And he's good. Real good. Suddenly they hear Stephanie
     shout out from the kitchen --

                       STEPHANIE (OS)
             Rabbit Ya Better Clean AllthisShit
             Upinhere Or I'll KickYouout For
             Good!

     Jimmy & Lily look at each other, share a laugh.


12   12.                                                             12

     Later. Jimmy's picking up the broken beer bottle in the
     tiny kitchen. Stephanie stands in the doorway watching.

                       STEPHANIE
             - Rabbit, if you're gonna stay here
             you better get along or--

                       JIMMY
             What'd I do? Yo he started this
             shit -

                       STEPHANIE
             - don't fuck this up for me, baby.
             You're not in high school anymore,
             okay?

     Rabbit pushes the last bits of broken glass against the
     wall with his foot. It’s been a long night.

                       JIMMY
                  (sarcastic)
             Forget it, whatever. I love Greg.
             Can I get a ride to work in the
             mornin’?

     Stephanie goes over to the kitchen table, grabs her car
     keys and tosses them to Jimmy.

                       JIMMY
             - you're lettin' me take the car?

                       STEPHANIE
             Nope. I'm givin' it to ya - It's
             your birthday present.

                       JIMMY
                                                             14.


             - thanks. My birthday's not for two
             weeks, yo -

                       STEPHANIE
                  (laughs; almost
                  flirtatious)
             You're still my lil' Rabbit, right?


13   13.                                                           13

     The next morning, cold & clear outside the trailer. Jimmy,
     trying to start the big-ass '79 Lincoln. Click. Nothing.

     Click. Click. It's dead.

                       JIMMY
                  (jumps out, checks his
                  watch)
             Shiiit -

     He's late, Jimmy pops the hood, looks underneath. Just then
     a chubby charismatic white hipster named WINK EPSTEIN aka
     3rd Person, ambles up. Early 20s, soul patch, and the
     harmonies of hip-hop verbalization.

                       WINK
             Yo Bunny you back home -

                       JIMMY
             - ain't my home, Wink. How the fuck
             you know I was here?

                       WINK
                  (smiles)
             Please. Who ya'think you talkin'
             to?

                       JIMMY
                  (slams down the hood)
             Don't tell nobody, okay?
                  (checks his watch; dirty
                  hands)
             Yo I gotta run - gimme a ride to
             work? I'm gonna be fuckin' late -

                       WINK
             My mow's got the car -
                  (kicks the Lincoln)
             Yo you should just blow this shit
             up, B.
                                                             15.


14   14.                                                           14

     Jimmy hops the fence at the edge of the dirty trailer park.

     Wink hot on his heels.

                       WINK
             - Why we goin' this way?

                       JIMMY
                  (just gives him a look)
             Yo where were you last night?

     They head through the vacant field together.

                       WINK
             I heard ya got caught out. People
             sayin' some fucked up shit, boy.

     Jimmy stops before he hits the street, wipes his dirty
     hands on his pants, wanting to run away from Wink and last
     night and the trailer park and everything else in his
     fucking life.

                       JIMMY
             - like what?

     He checks up & down the busy intersection making sure no
     one sees him, and hustles away from the trailer park, wink
     follows.

                       WINK
             You just gotta bounce wit' Wink, B.
             You tha franchise, baby. They just
             jealous, like Janeane -

                       JIMMY
             You talked to ’er?

                       WINK
             Forget it. An' fuck battlin' down
             at the Shelter, yo. Justa bunch a
             losers who ain’t got deals.

                       JIMMY
             - What else am I gonna do?

                       WINK
             Stay home, Bunny. You ain’t goin'
             nowhere down at that club. And you
             know 3rd Person's gotchya -

                       JIMMY
                                                         16.


        Who?

                  WINK
        3rd Person.
             (laughs; pounds his
             chest)
        Wink's all 3rd Person now. 'Bout to
        blow up, for real. An' I'm takin'
        you wit' me, B.

They make it to the bus stop, a few people waiting.

                  JIMMY
        - how we gonna do that? I'm bakin'
        the fuckin' bus to work, man.

Jimmy anxiously looks down the street for his bus.

Wink puts his arm around Jimmy's shoulder, bringing him in
close.

                  WINK
        Don't tell no one, but I jus'
        recorded a demo up at Paisley Park.

                  JIMMY
        - Paisley Park?

                  WINK
        With Prince. The Artist. 3rd
        Person? Prince gave me that name.

                  JIMMY
        You're full a shit, yo - How the
        fuck you know Prince?

Wink pulls out an envelope from his pocket.

                  WINK
        - He's friends with Lee Darucher,
        man. Serious. I just recorded at
        Paisley Park, yo.

Wink opens the envelope, shows Jimmy some photographs.

CLOSE ON PHOTOGRAPHS OF WINK & PRINCE, hanging out in a
giant studio control room. The massive console all lit up
with bright bright lights.

                  JIMMY
             (impressed)
        Shiiit. That's really Prince. You
        ain't lyin' -
                                                         17.


                    WINK
          Yeah an' I'm takin' a song down to
          96.3. try to get it on. They
          playin' one local demo every Friday
          night now -

Jimmy's bus finally arrives. Belching black exhaust.

                    WINK
               (puts away the
               photographs)
          - And yo you got next, Bunny. For
          real. Recordin' at Paisley Park -
          we can both fly outta here. Right?

Jimmy on the bus, looking out the window. Poverty. Hard
times & pain. He slips on his headphones, pulls out a pen
and starts writing on his dirty hand.

CLOSE ON JIMMY’S HAND, letters.

Words.

Rhymes.

CLOSE ON JIMMY'S face, closing his eyes.

And we hear the opening lines to the song, a cappella.

And then a beat kicks in, the bass line, and a groove.

And as the words & music come together in a song, Jimmy's
set free. He opens his eyes...

The bus, the poor, Detroit, it's all ANIMATED. By E. Crumb.
And Jimmy, he's a Superman. Costume, muscles, the whole
deal. SUPERJIMMY. He's rapping the song for all to hear.
Jumps up & bursts through the window of the bus, flying
away for good. Escaping his earthly bonds & dull reality.

SuperJimmy flying & rapping over the animated bad streets
of Detroit heading up toward the sun, leaving the earth
behind, flying Icarus high. He flies up up around & around
the globe faster & faster. A blur. Going BACH IN TIME to
last night.

LAST NIGHT. SuperJimmy flies onstage in the Shelter, grabs
the mic from LIL' TIC with one hand & with the other
squeezes Tic's animated head right off. Blood gushing
everywhere as SuperJimmy just freestyles cool to the crowd.
                                                             18.


     The rhymes and the blood flowing fast. The audience
     applauds screaming - going crazy - loving all of SuperJimmy
     and his music. He finishes & waves goodbye, flying off BACK
     INTO THE FUTURE, heading for the suburbs and the nice part
     of town...

     TODAY. The nice part of town. SuperJimmy flies over a five-
     star hotel. Up-scale, grand. Still singing his song. He
     darts down toward the back of the hotel and heads through a
     big open window, flying into a locker room in the basement.

     He dives at a locker changing super fast out of his
     costume. And into his uniform... Shirt. Tie. Vest.

     Becoming JIMMY THE BELLMAN. RACE TO REALITY (film). He
     takes off his headphones, glancing at his reflection in a
     locker room mirror, the song cutting out--


16   16.                                                           16

     Jimmy hurries up to the front of the fancy hotel lobby, his
     tie’s a mess, collar askew. He's late.

     Slides into position next to his friend Chedder Bob, and a
     thin black bellman in his early 30s named PAUL, who's
     greeting guests at the door. Classical music plays in the
     background.

                       PAUL
                  (to Jimmy)
             Mr. Springer wants to see you in
             his office, James -

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (to Paul)
             Fuck you, homo -
                  (straightens out Jimmy’s
                  tie & collar)
             You okay?

                       JIMMY
             Axe you drunk?

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (he is)
             Shhhhhh. You okay about last night?

                       JIMMY
             Fuck last night, bitch -


17   17.                                                           17
                                                           19.


CLOSE ON JIMMY, taking shit. Pissed off. Beat.

                  MR. SPRINGER (OS)
        - is that why you were late again,
        Mr. Smith? Well?

Jimmy doesn't say anything just looks down at his hands...
They’re still smudged dirty, lyrics scrawled all over them
like strange tattoos. He shifts in his seat and hides his
hands under his legs.

                  MR. SPRINGER (OS)
        What do you have to say for
        yourself, Mr. Smith?

Jimmy and his boss, MR. SPRINGER, a dark-skinned white man
in his late 40s with a mustache, are sitting right across
from each other in a cramped basement office. The door
behind Mr. Springer’s desk isn't closed all the way.

                  JIMMY
        - You can call me Jimmy.

                  MR. SPRINGER
        Okay. Jinny. You know we were
        hesitant to take you on in the
        first place, Jimmy, because you're
        friends with Mr. Zurowsky. But,--
        Are you sure you can cut it here,
        Jimmy?

Before Jimmy can answer that bullshit question the phone
rings. Mr. Springer snaps it up.

                  MR. SPRINGER (INTO THE PHONE)
        Rooms division -
             (some air goes out of
             him; whipped)
        - Yes, hon, I'll be home at
        seven... Yes...Yes, of course I
        will...Yes?

As Mr. Springer continues to tolerate his wife, Jimmy
notices a girl sitting down outside the office. He shifts
in his seat trying to get a better look through the door.

And catches sight of a HONEY-DIPPED GIRL, maybe 18 or so,
so sexy and indifferent she’s obscene, impossible. Short
hair. Long legs. Oh God...

Mr. Springer hangs up the phone, all business. Jimmy can't
keep his eyes off of the girl, the girl.
                                                                20.


                       MR. SPRINGER
             Okay, Mr. Smith. I have another
             meeting now so - If you're late
             again we’re gonna have to let you
             go. You have to do better,-- I know
             you can be a better bellman -

     Jimmy snaps out of it. Gets up. Shoves his dirty hands in
     his pockets and heads out. Time to eat more shit.

                       JIMMY
             Yes, sir. I will -

     When he gets to the door he turns back to Mr. Springer.

     The girl's now standing right behind him in the doorway.

                       JIMMY
             I guess it's not the right time to
             ask for extra shifts, Mr. Springer.
             Is it? But I - ahh - really need
             the money.

                       MR. SPRINGER
             - I'm sure you do, but let's just
             see how this week works out first,
             Jimmy, Okay?

                          MH. SPRINGER
                     (motions the girl in)
             Miss?

     Jimmy leaves humiliated, still managing to smile at the
     girl as she enters the office. Heading out, he turns back
     around pulling his dirty hands from of his pockets & throws
     up a middle finger in the direction of Mr. Springer’s
     office--

     The Honey-Dipped Girl looks up as she closes the door, sees
     Jimmy flipping her off. And gives him the finger right
     back!


18   18.                                                              18

     Dusk. Darkness falling visible on the ratty trailer park.
     Jimmy’s working under the hood of the Lincoln. The Future’s
     kickin' back in the front seat. They hear LYNYRD SKYNYRD's
     ’Sweet Home Alabama’ drift out of the mobile home.

                         JIMMY
                                                        21.


        - yo you shoulda seen this girl.
        Future. She was,-- I mean. Shit.
        She's perfect, yo.

                  FUTURE
        Perfect? Perfect got a name?

Jimmy shrugs, puts up the hood on his hooded sweatshirt.
It's getting cold. They hear Greg inside the trailer start
singing along with Lynyrd Skynyrd.

                  FUTURE
        - Who the fuck is that?

                  JIMMY
        That dude Greg Minor’s practically
        livin' with my mom, yo. Met at
        Bingo up in Windsor. Neither of 'em
        ever fucking win -

                  FUTURE
        - we went to school with 'im,
        right?

                  JIMMY
        He was a senior with Chedder Bob,
        man. I save some money an' get the
        fuck outta here, yo -

They listen to Greg sing; he's terrible. Hear him turn up
the stereo inside. And Future starts singing along at the
top of his lungs, off-key, making up the words as he
goes... Then he begins to freestyle over the rock & roll
beat. Jimmy takes a turn. Rapping over “Sweet Home
Alabama." They go back & forth spittin' out verses over the
music.

                  FUTURE
        - Yo there’s another battle next
        week, Jinny. Winner's takin' my
        place as host. I'm signin' you up -

                  JIMMY
        Don't.

                  FUTURE
        You gotta come down, ride those
        mics, youknowhat I'm sayin'? Keep
        workin’ at it. That's the only way
        you gon get any betta’.

                  JIMMY
                                                         22.


        Don't sign me up, yo. I'm just
        gonna play it by ear -
             (goes back to work under
             the hood)
        Try it now -

Future tries to turn the car over. Click. Click. Shit.

Jimmy keeps working on the car.

                  FUTURE
        You gotta let those people know you
        ain't playin', youknowhatlmsayin'?
        Ya know they say, that man, "Ill,
        ill, ill, ill."

                  JIMMY
        Fuck, I don't wanna get booed
        again, Fuche. It's gonna kill me.
        An' anyway, Wink says he knows
        Prince - Says I can record a demo
        up at Paisley Park an' shit, yo -

                  FUTURE
             (busts out laughing)
        Wink says he knows Prince? What the
        fuck does Prince gotta do with our
        music, Jimmy? Wink’s jus' talk.
        There will be no action, only
        talking,

                  JIMMY
        - Na, he had pictures, yo. This
        could be a real opportunity for me
        -

Greg limps out of the trailer singing 'Sweet Home Alabama'
to himself, sees Jimmy and Future working on the car. They
throw him a look. He just laughs and heads back inside
singing his ass off.

                  FUTURE
        - yo, that dude mentally ill?

                  JIMMY
        Car accident, man. S'pposed to get
        some big settlement soon -

                  FUTURE
        Fuck. Hear what Wink‘s callin'
        himself now?

                  JIMMY
                                                             23.


             3rd Person.
                  (motions to the car)
             Try it again -

                       FUTURE
             3rd Person? Shit. I don't wanna
             bring too much negativity towards
             my positive, but he is not a good
             rapper. That muthafucka's weak. I'd
             rather listen to funky ol’ Greg
             sing -

     Future tries to start the car. It groans. Sputters. Spits.
     And starts. Jimmy smiles, he fixed it. The Future's up.

                       FUTURE
             Yo son, we goin' out t'night!

                       JIMMY
                  (slams down the hood)
             - I dunno, people talkin' shit, yo
             - ya know about last night an'--

                       FUTURE
                  (laughs)
             Fuck last night.

                       JIMMY
             I thought you wanted to start
             gettin' straight with the Lord.

                       FUTURE
             C'mon it's Saturday night, yo -


19   19.                                                           19

     Night. The whole gang's riding in the big-ass '79 Lincoln.
     Jimmy and Future up front, hip-hop thumping from the car's
     shitty radio, tinny speakers tuned to 96.3. Sol, DJ Iz and
     Chedder Bob in the back seat gettin' high.

                       DJ IZ
             Yo boy, this is your mom's birthday
             present? If it was me I’d--

                       JIMMY
                  (cute him off; on edge)
             Don't fuckin' start, Izzy -

     Sol smokes, exhales.

                       SOL
                                                          24.


        we betta' than this, fellas - we
        gotta get us a deal - Go platinum,
        get cheesed out.

Chedder Rob pulls out a bottle of vodka from inside his
coat.

                  FUTURE
        - Stealin' from your mom again,
        head?

                  CHEDDER BOB
        She don't notice, she's too lit up
        most a the time. Where's Wink?

He takes a drink and passes the bottle to Sol who hands him
the joint.

                  SOL
        - meetin' us there. Fuck, we need
        to be Elidin' in Navs, 600s an'
        Double Rs.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        Yeah an' get us all the hot bitches
        -

                  DJ IZ
        - no we gotta save up, put our
        money into Savings Bonds every week
        if we wanna make it. No doubt. Keep
        stackin' it, an’ then build our own
        studio. Cut a demo an' get it on
        96.3 -

Beat. What? Bonds?

                  FUTURE
        What the fuck you talkin’ 'bout,
        Iz?

                  SOL
             (to DJ Iz)
        Lemme ask you a question - How the
        fuck're we brothers? Nigga we need
        a muthafuckin' deal, fine women an'
        cars - not no muthafuckin' Savings
        Bonds, fool.

                  JIMMY
        Fuck. That's all you motherfuckers
        ever do is talk bullshit -
             (mimics Sol)
                                                               25.


             "We gotta get us a deal - "
                  (mimics Chedder Bob)
             "Get us all the hot bitches - "
                  (mimics DJ Iz)
             "Put our money into savings bonds-"
                  (in his own voice)
             Just shutthefuckup. I'm tired of
             everything. None a you ever do shit
             about nothin' - WE ALL STILL BROKE
             AS FUCK LIVIN' WITH OUR MOMS!
                  (laughs)
             Right, Fuche?

                       SOL
             Now hold on there, Bunny -

                       FUTURE
             Yo, I'm jus' tryin' to get straight
             with the Lord.
                  (laughs)
             And big titties. I'd like to get
             straight with that Big Titty Mary,
             man youknowhatlmsayin'?

                       JIMMY
             I hit that -

                       CHEDDER BOB
             - I heard she got VD.

                       SOL
             So what, nigga - I'd still fuck--

     Before Sol can finish the car goes black. Cuts off. The
     radio. The lights. The steering wheel. The brakes.
     Everything, dead. All the power's gone. Jimmy tries to
     maintain control of the car. The guys are screaming.

     The ’79 Lincoln gently coasts to the side of the road.


20   20.                                                             20

     Later. Dark side of the road. Silhouetted against the sky,
     the guys stand around the car like hunters examining kill.

                       FUTURE
             That was crazy -

     Jimmy hops in, starts up the car. Lights.

     The car running.
                                                             26.


                       JIMMY
             - Jus' must be a short in the
             electrical system, yo, whatever.
             Let’s go -

                       SOL
             Uh-uh. I'm not gettin' back in that
             piece a shit -

                        DJ IZ
                  (quiet so Jimmy can't
                  hear)
             - it's a fuckin' deathtrap. I think
             his mom must be tryin' to kill 'im.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (laughs; whispers)
             You think Rabbit's mom's tryin' to
             kill 'im?

     Jimmy's ears are so good he hears everything. He jumps back
     out of the car--

                       JIMMY
             What you say?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Nothin’, Rabbit -

                       JIMMY
             I hear everythin', yo - my mom
             ain't tryin' to kill me. Fuckin’
             kill your own self, bitch -

                       CHEDDER BOB
             - Hey I don't wanna die. Rabbit.
                  (thinks about it)
             I mean, I dunno what the fuck I'm
             livin' for, but I really don't
             wanna die.


21   21.                                                           21

     They pull into the crowded parking lot of a seedy Chinese
     restaurant, STANLEY'S CAFE. Red neon. Kids banging out
     talking groping and getting high. Noise and hip-hop fill
     the air. Jimmy gets out of the car first, keeps moving. The
     other four slip out with attitude and head for the
     restaurant.

     Jimmy leads the way. Future right behind him, a few steps
     in front of Sol & DJ Iz, Chedder Bob pulling up the rear.
                                                           27.


CLOSE ON JIMMY, looking around the parking lot. Outside
himself. Stops.

His friends catch up to him.

                  FUTURE
        You okay, Jim?

                  SOL
        Yeah c'mon, B. Where ya goin' -

They all keep moving. Jimmy stays there for a minute.
Throws up his sweatshirt hood, hiding. And finally follows
after them.

They pass by a group of kids hanging out under a
streetlight at the edge of the parking lot. Kids spittin'
out verses. Kickin' some rhymes. In a circle. This is a
cipha. It's not competitive, just people checking each
other out. Free. And easy.

RU486 joins in, Future leading the way.

Jimmy still trailing behind.

                  FUTURE
        RU486 is here, my people - Let us
        show you the way -

                  SOL
        Gonna kick some serious shit -

                  FUTURE
        Yeah, Mista.

Jimmy looks out from under his hood. Checks the crowd.
Future joins in the cipha, spits some alien shit. He is a
motherfucking star. Finishes. Now Sol's up (Mista Kingpin).
A freak.

A bigger crowd gathers. Bouncing. We see Wink hustle up,
smiling and handing out flyers.

Future pulls off Jinny's hood, pushes him forward. His
turn. CLOSE ON JIMMY, starting out slowly, unsure,
hesitant. Working into it. Faster. Quicker. Forgetting the
crowd. The words flow setting him free. Easily the best.
The Future laughs, he knows.

While Jimmy's rapping, we see the Honey-Dipped Girl from
work join the crowd. She's with a group of hip young kids.
They all listen to Jimmy. He doesn't see her.
                                                           28.


Jimmy finishes. DJ Iz steps up & smooths out some rhymes.

Jimmy spots two guys heading in his direction; a solid
black dude with a baseball cap pulled down tight over his
face named PAPA DOC, aka Papa, and his sidekick LC LYCKETY-
SPLYT aka LC & Lyckety-Splyt, a very skinny black clown.
They’re both part of RU486'S rival crew, LEADAZ OF THA FREE
WORLD, aka tha Free World. Aka the enemy.

Jimmy looks for someplace to run.

LC Lyckety-Splyt jumps onto the hood of a car near the
middle of the cipha--

                  LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
             (hyping; screaming)
        LISTEN UP NOW - LEADAZ OF THA FREE
        WORLD IN THA MUTHATUCKIN’ HOUSE an’
        shit! ME AN' PAPA DOC - WE’LL
        BATTLE ANY MUTHAFUCKAS HERE -

Papa Doc steps up on the car with Lyckety Splyt. They now
have everybody’s full attention. Cipha over, Jimmy takes a
step back into the crowd. His friends all up in arms--

                  SOL
        Yo, told y'all - Papa Doc an' LC
        Lyckety-Splyt been talkin' shit -

                  FUTURE
        Fuck tha Free World, man -

                  CHEDDER BOR
             (yells out)
        Yeah, Man. Fuck ’Em.

LC Lyckety-Splyt looking for someone to challenge, still
working the crowd over, eyes Jimmy and his crew.

                  LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
        Yo all you muthafuckas are weak an'
        shit - Lookit RU486, boy -
             (points to Sol)
        Mista Kingpin -
             (freestyles a few rhymes
             about him; points to the
             Future)
        The Fu--

Before LC can even say his name Future points right back at
him £ yells out--

                  FUTURE
                                                          29.


           Shut Up Bitch -

Papa Doc takes a step toward the Future.

                     PAPA DOC
                (menacing)
           What tha fuck you gonna do about
           it?

Jimmy stands up for his friend.

                     JIMMY
           Yeah? C'mon motherfucker -

                     LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
                (points to Jimmy)
           Yo Rabbit - B-Rabbit - You don't
           wanna battle me, white boy - You
           should be afraid. Caught your act
           at Shelter last night -
                (opens his mouth &
                nothing comes out & does
                it again, then falls over
                on the car, choking)
           AAAAAAAAAAAAH -

Some people in the crowd laugh. Humiliating Jimmy. And he
just fucking loses it, all that anger.

Jimmy yanks LC Lyckety-Splyt off the car by his neck
slamming his head hard into the ground. The violence real.
Ugly. Loud. Fast. Starts kicking him in the face—

Papa Doc dives off the hood, tackling Jinny to the ground—
Jimmy shoves him away, gets up ready to fight. Future, Sol
and DJ Iz run up getting Jimmy's back-- Chedder Bob trying
to act all tough and shit just stands over Lyckety-Splyt.

And Wink   jumps right into the middle of it all-- Pushing
Papa Doc   away from the fight, staying in the middle.
Breaking   it up. It's clear from the way Wink talks to Papa
Doc they   know each other. They're friends.

                     WINK
           - Yo what tha fuck. Papa? Please.
           LC's full a shit, yo - Actin' up
           like that -

                     PAPA DOC
           Stay outta this. Wink. It’s none a
           your fucking business -

                    WINK
                                                               30.


             Just chill, yo -

     Papa goes over to help up Lyckety-Splyt. Future drags Jimmy
     away from the fight.

                       JIMMY
                  (insane with anger)
             Fucking Motherfuckers! I’ll fucking
             kill those fucking pussies -

     Sol, DJ Iz and Cheddar Bob help to hold Jimmy back, trying
     to calm him down.

                       FUTURE
             - Not here, Jim. Don’t worry. We'll
             rush 'em later,
             youhearwhatlmsayin'?

                       SOL
             Fuck yeah.

                       CHEDDER BOB
             - they don't even know who they
             talkin' to, do they?


22   22.                                                             22

     CLOSE ON JIMMY, bouncing up & down. Still wired, on edge.
     It's later. He’s inside Stanley's Cafe. Old-school Chinese.
     Red. Crowded. Hip-hop music. We hear Sol talkin’ on & on in
     the background.

                       SOL (OS)
             - This gon be your only opportunity
             to blow the both of us. 'Cause
             after we go platinum, you won't
             even be able to get to me an' the
             Future, baby -

     Jimmy's standing next to Sol & Future, both sitting on one
     side of a booth, a real PRETTY GIRL squeezed in between
     them.

     Cbedder Bob alone on the other side. Chinese take-out's
     open. Restaurant's closed. Red booths line the mirrored
     walls, tables cleared out for a DJ and a dance floor.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (to Jimmy)
             - do you think I got a big head?

                       JIMMY
                                                          31.


        What?

                  PRETTY GIRL
             (flirting with Future)
        And why’re you the Future?

                  FUTURE
        I had a lotta names, baby - the
        most jealous names. I used to be
        called Maximum, Brimstone,
        Godfather D, Devastating D,
        Everlasting D - None of 'em worked,
        youknowhatImsayin'? 'Til one day
        someone said I was the future of
        hip-hop in Detroit. And that was
        it. You gotta find your name.
        Sometimes it finds you an' shit -

                  SOL
             (to the Pretty Girl)
        - Let's jus' go an' make this
        happen so ya can hurry an' tell all
        your friends our names. Say ya blew
        both the Future and Mista Kingpin!

Future laughs. And the girl cracks up too. Wink walks up to
the table. All the guys look at him. Beat.

                  WINK
        - Yo yo I’m sorry fellas, ya know I
        didn't know Papa an' LC were such
        muthafuckas till tonight. And I
        dunno what to say, I'ma - ahh -
             (pulls out a flyer from
             his jacket, hands it to
             Jimmy)
        And I'm promotin' a show with them
        next week ya know - and -

                  CHEDDER BOB
        Tha fuckin’ Free World?

                  FUTURE
             (to Jimmy)
        Hear what I'm sayin'?

Jimmy reads the flyer. Chedder Bob looks at it over his
shoulder.

                     WINK
                (straight to Jimmy)
                                                             32.


             - If ya wan' I'll pull outta tha
             show. You're my friend, yo. And I
             don't wantchya bein' mad at me -

     Jinny looks up and sees the girl, the Honey-Dipped Girl,
     the girl (wearing a sexy little concert T-shirt) on the
     other side of the crowded dance floor... He can't believe
     it. She disappears into the crush. Jimmy balls up the flyer
     and throws it away.

                       JIMMY
             Fuckit, whatever -
                  (looks over to Future)
             A’ight?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             - yeah, whatever. Fuckit.

                       FUTURE
                  (to Wink)
             That okay wit' you, Benedict
             Arnold?

                       WINK
             Hey fuck you, man -

     The Future laughs. Jimmy starts to walk away.

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Where ya goin', Rabbit?

                       JIMMY
                  (keeps walking, looking
                  out for the girl)
             You gotta see this girl, she's -

                          WINK
                     (follows after him)
             Yeah?

                       FUTURE
             Yo Jimmy, slide us your car keys -

                       JIMMY
                  (stops)
             What for?

                       SOL
             We gon be famous!


23   23.                                                           23
                                                        33.


Jimny, Wink and Chedder Bob snake their way through the
mess of bodies packing the dance floor tight. All bumpin' &
grindin'. Booming music. They have to shout to be heard--

                  WINK
        - I Dunno Why Future Don't Like Me.

                  JIMMY
             (looking for the girl)
        It's Not Like That - Ya Know, He
        Just Thinks sometimes You Talk Some
        Bullshit -

                  WINK
        Who Tha Puck Is He To Say What's
        Real? Just ’Cause He Hosts Those
        Batties? I Know He's Your Friend, B
        - But The Guy’s Still Fuckin’
        Workin* At Little Caesars.

                  JIMMY
        So?

                  WINK
        You Still Wanna Record At Paisley
        Park Or What?

                  JIMMY
        Yeah. But I'm Gonna Need To Get
        Some Songs Together First.

                  WINK
        Cool. Have Sol & DJ Iz Bring Their
        Shit Over to My House -

                  CHEDDER BOB
             (to Jimmy)
        - Will You Teach Me Howta Write
        Rhymes Like You, Rabbit? That's A
        Way To Get The Ladies - Right? I
        Mean I Wanna Be An Emcee Like,--
             (points into the dance
             floor)
        Shiiit, Is That That Bitch Janeane?

                  JIMMY
        Fuck Off -

                  WINK
        Where?
                                                        34.


Chedder Bob points again. Jimmy spots his ex-girlfriend
JANEANE GASKELL, a pretty 20 something bombshell smoking £
drinking on the edge of the dance floor.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        Thought She Was Pregnant, yo -

Jimmy turns around. Starts heading the other way.

                  JIMMY
        - I Gotta Go.

                  WINK
        What About Your Other Girl, Bunny?

Jimmy stops. Gives another quick look over the dance floor.

Sees the Honey-Dipped Girl dancing with her friends right
near Janeane. He turns back around, lowers his voice.

                  JIMMY
        Fuck. There she is, man - that girl
        in the concert T next to Janeane -
        Whaddaya think?

                     WINK
                (checks her out; wow)
        Yeah.
             (leans in)
        Don't worry - Wink's gotchya.

                    JIMMY
        What?

                  WINK
        I'ma go invite her & her friends to
        an after hours party, yo -

                    JIMMY
        Where at?

                  WINK
        My house, dawg.

                  JIMMY
        - what about your mom?

                  WINK
        Please. She's workin' nights now.
        Just meet me outside - I'll take
        care a the whole thing for ya, B -
                                                                35.


24   24.                                                              24

     Later. Jimmy, DJ Iz and Chedder Bob standing in front of
     the restaurant, off to the side. In the bitter cold. The
     joint's closing, kids streaming out.

                       DJ IZ
             Shit it's sold. Where the fuck's
             Wink wit' your girl, yo?

     Jimmy throws up his hood keeping his head low. Hiding.

                       JIMMY
                  (to Chedder Bob)
             - You seen Janeane yet?

                         CHEDDER BOB
             Nope.

     Wink walks out with the Honey-Dipped Girl, three of her
     girlfriends and a couple guys. They're all very young, arms
     around each other, high on Ecstasy. Touching, in love.

                       WINK
             Yo Jimmy is it okay if some of us
             ride wit' you?

                           JIMMY
                     (hides a smile under his
                     hood)
             Yeah.


25   25.                                                              25

     Jimmy and his friends, the girl and one of her girlfriends,
     all walk up to the big-ass ‘79 Lincoln. The windows all
     steamed up.

                       DJ IZ
             C’mon, Let's go, I'm cold -

     Just then a naked foot slides against the foggy rear window
     smudging a view. A girl's ass flashes into frame, a head
     bobbing up 4 down, hands grabbing. A scream.

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Are they killin’ that bitch or
             what?

     DJ Iz opens the back door, a pretty naked leg spills out.

                         DJ IZ
                                                        36.


        - She ain’t dead yet.

DJ Iz jumps right in. More screams—

                  SOL (OS)
        What the fuck, yo? Can't you knock
        first?

                  DJ IZ (OS)
        It's a car, nigga - An' it's
        muthafuckin' cold out -

While Sol & DJ Iz argue, everybody starts piling into the
car. Jimmy and the Honey-Dipped girl suddenly find
themselves standing next to each other. Alone. Eyes meet.
Time for names. She’s ALEXANDRA LATOURNO, Alex & Al, and
she shivers just a little bit in the cold.

                  JIMMY
             (slips off his hood)
        - hey.

                  ALEX
             (big eyes; fucked up)
        You're Jimmy Smith Jr. - right?

                  JIMMY
             (smiles; flattered she
             knows his name)
        Yeah -

                  ALEX
        You went to Osborne with my older
        sister, Janice Latourno -

                  JIMMY
             (no idea who she is)
        - yeah I think I remember her.

                  ALEX
        My name's Alex.

                  JIMMY
        - yo you don't look like an Alex.

She smiles at him. Oh god, she smiled at him.

                  ALEX
             (smiling at him)
        It's Alexandra. But nobody ever
        calls me that ya know. Sounds like
        an old actress or whatever -
                                                             37.


     Alex slides into the Lincoln. Before Jimmy gets in he hears
     someone call out "Hey Rabbit!" from across the parking lot.
     It's Janeane. He jumps into the car,

                       FUTURE
                  (laughs, shouts out from
                  the back seat)
             Quick. It’s the baby mama drama!

     And Jimmy peels out before Janeane gets close --


26   26.                                                           26

     Fast car flying. Nine people packed inside tight. Future &
     Sol with their girl on their laps playing around in the
     back seat next to DJ Iz & Chedder Bob squeezed together. Up
     front. Wink flirting with Alex's girlfriend, Alex on her
     lap sittingthisclosetoJimmy driving.

     It's crazy, loud. 96.3 on the radio. Fighting, tickling,
     laughing, singing. Everybody doing their own thing. Jimmy
     trying to stay cool. So close. To her. It’s agony.

                       ALEX
                  (low under the music)
             - So you work at the hotel? That
             Springer guy always such a dick -
             or ya know just with you?

     Jimmy laughs, shrugs his shoulders.

                       ALEX
             What are you, like a bellboy -

                       JIMMY
             No, yo - bell man.

                       ALEX
                  (smiles)
             - Whatever. I'm justa tea girl. Not
             for long ya know -

     There's a commotion in the back between Sol and DJ Iz
     jockeying for position.

                       DJ IZ
             - yo what kinda shit you pullin',
             Sol?

                       PRETTY GIRL
             Who's Sol?
                                                           38.


Future grabs the girl and starts kissing her in the jam.
Sol pushes DJ Iz.

                  SOL
        Shut up, Izzy -

Sol and DJ Iz fight in close quarters. Chedder Bob sees
Future and the girl gain' at it hands all over each other.
He starts barking. Chaos.

Everybody in front turns to see what's going on in the
back. Alex leaning even closer to Jimmy when she looks, her
face brushes against his, her hand on his shoulder,
steadying. Oh... Jimmy swerves the car

She falls against him, on him. Over him. He straightens it
back out trying to concentrate on the road. She leans over,
a short distance, almost kissing his face.

                  ALEX
             (laughs)
        - Lucky you rap better than you
        drive, Jimmy.

                  JIMMY
        Huh?

                  ALEX
        I heard you were a real dope
        rapper.

                  JIMMY
             (giving her shit)
        - "dope rapper?"

                  ALEX
             (pushes him; joking)
        Shit yeah -

                  JIMMY
             (hides a smile)
        - ya know.

                  ALEX
        So are you like signed or anything,
        whatever yet? Ya know what's your
        deal?

SPLIT SCREES:

                  WINK
                                              39.


        Not yet, but he's recordin' with me
        & Prince at Paisley Park. He jus'
        needs to get some songs together -
        - Really?

                  JIMMY
        Well - I dunno -

                    ALEX
        - Really?

CUT SPLIT SCREEN;

                  JIMMY
        - Yeah. It's cool.

                  ALEX
             (touches Jimmy's arm)
        Prince?

CUTSPLIT SCREEN:

                   FUTURE (OS)
             (calls out from
             underneath the Pretty
             Girl)
        - Did I hear one a you muthafuckas
        say Prince?

                  JIMMY
             (looks down at Alex
             touching his arm)
        Well I - um -

CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

                  WINK
        Yo don't be jealous, Future - I’m
        3rd Person now, man -

                  FUTURE (OS)
             (laughs)
        Jealous? You crazy, muthafucka?
        Fuck Prince -

CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

                  FUTURE
             (squeezes the Pretty Girl
             out of the way; to Alex)
        - If you really wanna see Jimmy
        trip, baby, c'mon out to the next
        battle -
                                                                40.


                       JIMMY
             - yo, man, whatever.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (leans in, drunk)
             Yeah he's gonna kill those Free
             World muth-er-fuck-ers -

     CUT SPLIT SCREEN;

                       JIMMY
             Yo shut-up, Bob -

                       ALEX
             When's that?

     CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

                       FUTURE
             - Next weekend.

                       ALEX
             Yeah? Shit, Jimmy - all that and
             Prince too?

     CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

                       JIMMY
                  (looks like he wants to
                  run; stuck)

     END SPLIT SCREEN:

     Jimmy looks like he wants to run, but he's stuck between
     Wink and Future's plans for him, going nowhere.

     So he just hits the gas, he can't run but he can drive
     faster. Kick it into HIGH SPEED. He hear another song,
     letting us into Jimmy's head--


27   27.                                                              27
                                                        41.


HIGH SPEED. Speeding up & down the streets of Detroit,
driving into a neighborhood of small two-story brick
houses, parking in front of Wink‘s room’s house, a bunch of
other kids parking heading inside smoking laughing drinking
yelling cranking music dancing partying inside. Sol making
out with Pretty Girl while Wink leads a little girl past DJ
Iz who’s all over some other girl in the corner near
Chedder Bob hanging out drunk alone watching a bunch of
young girls dancing in the living room in front of a big
picture window, including Alex who's moving slow & sexy
playfully touching her friends and herself kissing them
laughing high on E.

CLOSE ON ALEX, moving slow & sexy playfully touching her
friends and herself kissing them laughing high on E-- Jump
to REGULAR SPEED.

Say it again. Alex moving slow & sexy, playfully touching
her friends and herself, kissing them, laughing high on E.
Jimmy & Future hanging out drinking on the couch, watching
Alex dance. They talk over the music never taking their
eyes off of her.

                  JIMMY
        Yo Fuche - Why'd you say that shit
        in the car?

                  FUTURE
        Damn - you weren’t fuckin’ around,
        were ya, James - she is perfect, yo
        - What’s her name?

                  JIMMY
        - I told you I ain't gonna battle,
        yo.

Sol walks by holding hands with the Pretty Girl, laughing.

                  JIMMY
        She really blow the both of ya?

                  FUTURE
        Hell yeah - I'ma sinner, James.
        What’s your girl's name?

                  JIMMY
        - Alex.

                  FUTURE
        You sho as hell gonna battle if
        Alex is there, boy - you gon care
        what she says, youknowhatlmsayin’?
                                                                42.


                       JIMMY
             - I dun no.

                       FUTURE
             Youknowhatlmsayin' -

     They sit and watch Alex dance sexy with her friends. Course
     he knows what he's saying.

                       FUTURE
             You know what I'm sayin'.
                  (lights up a cigarette)
             We all weak in the flesh, yo -
             That's the devil right there, ain't
             it?
                  (laughs)
             Just like wink. Tryin' to keep us
             all in division an' shit wit' all
             his Paisley-fuckin'-Prince talk.
             You gotta come to church with me in
             the mornin', yo -

                       JIMMY
                  (shakes his head no)
             - You ever meet Wink's mom?

                       FUTURE
             Uh-uh. I don't think she exists,
             man. No one's ever seen 'er -
             right?

     They look at each other and crack up laughing. All of a
     sudden they see Chedder Bob race across the room and jump
     into the middle of all the young girls dancing spilling his
     drink barking, jumping & dancing like a freak.

     Jimmy & Future hop up off the couch and join Chedder Bob
     and the girls jumping & dancing a laughing. And then Sol &
     DJ Iz join in. And Wink. And before ya know it the whole
     crew's loving each other and dancing and Alex moves closer
     to Jimmy.

     Moves in and starts kissing him hot & heavy so high needing
     to touch him and then they're all over each other and --

                                                         CUT TO:


28   28.                                                              28

     Morning. Jimmy getting cut of the skinny trailer shower,
     singing PRINCE'S "Sexy M.F." to himself. Grabs a towel.
     Dancing silly and sexy, motherfucker.
                                                               43.


     Suddenly he hears his mother scream out "No!" Hears the
     front door slam shut!


29   29.                                                             29

     Jimmy runs out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around his
     waist. His mother’s holding onto a piece of paper. Freaking
     out. Lily's on the couch. The TV on.

                       JIMMY
             What's the matter?

                       STEPHANIE
             - I just got served, goddamnit.
             We’re gettin’ evicted. Why me?

                       STEPHANIE
                  (leans against the wall;
                  trying not to cry)
             Shit -

                       JIMMY
                  (uncomfortable)
             C'mon, not in front a ya know -

     He motions to Lily, leads his mom toward her bedroom.

                       JIMMY
             - How many months late're you?

                       STEPHANIE
             - oh God Greg can't find out-

                       JIMMY
             Fuck Greg -

     They walk into her bedroom. It's a mess. He slides the
     flimsy vinyl door shut.

                       STEPHANIE
             Shit - Okay,-- Three months late -
                  (losing it)
             So we got - what - thirty days to
             come up with the money, right -

                       JIMMY
             Whaddaya mean "we?

                       STEPHANIE
                  (snaps)
             - Hey you need to start chippin'
             in, Rabbit, if you're livin' here.
                                                             44.


                       JIMMY
             Fuck that, yo I'm savin' money to
             get the fuck outta here, Mom.
             When's Greg gettin' his settlement
             check? Get the money from him -

                       STEPHANIE
             No I think he might ask me an' Lily
             to move away with him someplace
             nice, and I just don't wanna freak
             him out, baby, and--

                       JIMMY
             Yo I don't need this. I got a lotta
             shit goin' on right now. I'm goin'
             to Paisley Park. Maybe even
             recordin' with Prince an' shit.

     Beat.

                       STEPHANIE
                  (starts to smile)
             - Really? Prince?

                       JIMMY
             Yeah. Maybe.

                       STEPHANIE
                  (still smiling; gives him
                  a big hug)
             I knew you were a genius. We gonna
             be rich. Rabbit!


30   30.                                                           30

     Jimmy the bellman, unloading luggage from a cart into a
     suite. A hip guest in his early 30s named MR. LEONARD is
     across the room talking on the phone like Jimmy isn't even
     there.

                       MR. LEONARD (INTO THE PHONE)
             - I didn't sleep with her. I’m in
             love with you...of course I think
             you're beautiful...Hold on -
                  (puts his hand over the
                  phone; to Jimmy)
             Hey busboy -

     Jimmy stops, did the guy just call him "busboy?" Jimmy
     holds his tongue, continues unloading the luggage cart. Mr.
     Leonard snaps his fingers, motions him over--
                                                                45.


                        MR. LEONARD
             Busboy -

                       JIMMY
             Excuse me - my name is Jimmy, Mr.
             Leonard. And I'm a bellman, not a
             busboy -

                       MR. LEONARD
                  (doesn't give a shit)
             Sorry - can you get me a pack a
             Marlboros, man?

                       JIMMY
             Sure, Mr. Leonard -

                       MR. LEONARD (INTO THE PHONE)
             - sorry, sweetie, I just gotta find
             some money for the busboy...You
             sure you're okay?

     Mr. Leonard turns his back on Jinny, looking around the
     nightstand for cigarette money.

     Jinny closes his eyes; we hear an angry song thump on the
     soundtrack. He opens up...

     The roan is ANIMATED. SuperJimmy flies at MR. LEONARD.
     Grabs the phone out of his hand. Starts strangling him to
     death with the chord, rapping out about calling him a
     busboy.

     Mr. Leonard turns cartoon blue. And dies. SuperJimmy just
     picks him up & throws him out the window still spitting.
     Mr. Leonard crashes down to the ground.

     Ana SuperJimmy flies up up & away into the sky.


31   31.                                                              31

     BACK TO reality (film). Jimmy, wheeling the cart back to
     the front lobby. Pissed off. Runs into EARL, a quiet old
     bellman in his 60s, tired. Classical music in the
     background.

                       EARL
             What’s the matter?

                       JIMMY
             Some fuckin’ guest just called me a
             busboy -
                                                        46.


                   EARL
        - Huh?

                  JIMMY
             (raises his voice)
        Some Sonuvabitch Called Me A
        Busboy, A Busboy, Earl. And now I'm
        gettin' 'im cigarettes -
             (laughs, leans in closer)
        Lemme ask you, man, how you put up
        with all this shit for like 30
        years?

Just then, Mr. Springer walks by. Slows down. Checking up
on Jinttry and Earl.

                  MR. SPRINGER
             (already knows the
             answer)
        On time today, Mr. Smith?

                   JIMMY
        Yessir -

Mr. Springer smiles, continues on his way.

And Jimmy flips him off behind his back.

                  EARL
             (takes the cart from
             Jinny)
        - sometimes it helps to be hard a
        hearing, Jim.

                   JIMMY
        Yeah -

                  EARL
             (smiles)
        Or ya could just rip out their
        vocal chords.

What? Earl walks off with the cart. Jimmy watches him for a
moment. Shakes his head, gets moving.

He passes by the lobby lounge and sees Alex shadowing an
older woman, getting trained. Serving tea to wealthy old
ladies, mothers & daughters. It’s formal afternoon tea, and
Alex is a "tea girl' dressed in a short black skirt, black
hose, black shoes, and white blouse. Sexy in that French
maid way.

Alex looks up and sees Jimmy.
                                                              47.


     She smiles and discreetly gives him the finger. Flirting.

     He laughs.


32   32.                                                            32

     Jimmy, heading into the hotel's gift shop.

     He hears someone call out "Rabbit!"

     Shit. It's Janeane.

     Jimmy looks around. No place to run. No place to hide.

     Janeane finally catches up to him.

                       JANEANE
             Why haven't you called?

                       JIMMY
             Yo Janeane - shit, I can’t talk now
             - I’m working -
                  (to the salesperson)
             Can I get a pack a Marlboros?

                       JANEANE
             - I don't care. I'm your
             girlfriend. Rabbit.

                       JIMMY
                  (looks around; lowers his
                  voice)
             Keep your voice down. Shit. I work
             here, yo.

     Jimmy pays for the cigarettes and heads out of the store.
     Janean follows after him.

                       JIMMY
             - An' you're not my girlfriend
             anymore. We broke up.

                       JANEANE
             But you took off this time without
             even sayin’ a word. We weren't even
             fighting -

                       JIMMY
             At least I left you the car an’
             shit.

                       JANEANE
                                                        48.


        Was it 'cause I said I was
        pregnant?

Jimmy heads down the hallway back toward the front lobby.

                  JIMMY
             (getting pissed)
        I can't talk now, Janeane - You
        gotta get the fuck outta here -

                  JANEANE
        I just wanna be your girlfriend.
        Rabbit -

                  JIMMY
        - you're gonna get me fired.

                  JANEANE
             (stops; starts to lose
             it)
        - Just tell me why you left,--
        What'd I do, What'd I do - tell me,
        an’ I’ll leave you alone, Rabbit -

Jimmy pulls Janeane aside, fast. Trying to calm her down.
He looks over to the lounge to see if anybody's watching
them. Alex is working. No one notices him & Janeane.

                  JIMMY
             (keeping an eye on Alex;
             talks fast)
        - you didn't do anything, Janeane.
        It's my shit. I just had to get
        out,-- I felt all trapped an' shit
        - ya know the dishes were pilin'
        up, you were always outta
        cigarettes, an’ the TV was always
        goin' - and, and, and I knew you
        weren't pregnant, you jus' told me
        that shit to get me to stay, but -

                  JANEANE
             (pushes him away)
        Fuck You, you ain't willin' to do
        the work, Rabbit - what're you
        runnin' from?

                  JIMMY
        - Nothin'.

And Jimmy just walks away. The classical music playing in
the background. Janeane keeps up the fight, eyes red--
                                                           49.


                  JANEANE
             (calls after him)
        Why do you always gotta run away?

He doesn't answer, keeps walking.

                  JANEANE
        RABBIIIIT!

Everyone in the place looks over at Janeane. Jimmy turns
red. He hurries back, putting his arm around Janeane and
quickly leads her out toward the front door, desperately
trying to avoid any further embarrassment.

                  JIMMY
        Janeane, you gotta go -

                  JANEANE
        I'm your girlfriend, Rabbit - you
        can't do this to me -

Everybody’s now watching them.

Jimmy hustles her outside, out into the cold.

Storm clouds loom overhead. It's gonna rain, maybe snow.

                  JIMMY
        C'mon, baby, go home -

                  JANEANE
        - Ya know everybody's callin' you a
        loser from the other night.

                  JIMMY
        Who told ya that?

                  JANEANE
             (she grabs his arm;
             holding on)
        I heard ya got booed off stage at
        the Shelter. Froze up. They're all
        talkin' about it -

                   JIMMY
             (yanks his arm away;
             hard)
        Fuck you, Janeane. Go home.

Jimmy heads straight back inside.

Alex is waiting for him by the door, standing next to Paul,
the other bellman.
                                                                50.


                       ALEX
             Is everything, ya know, okay?

                         JIMMY
                   (keeps walking; head
                   down)
             Yeah -
                   (quiet so Paul can't
                   hear)
             - Did everybody hear that shit or
             what?

     Alex looks at him.

                          ALEX
                     (hides a smile)
             Yeah.

     Jimmy just shakes his head, walks to the elevators.

     Alex follows after him.

                       ALEX
             Was that your girlfriend?

                          JIMMY
             No -

     Alex just laughs.

                       ALEX
             Hey, can you gimme a ride home or
             whatever after work?


33   33.                                                              33

     After work. Pouring rain. Dark, it's getting darker,
     Jimmy’s car is parked in an empty lot near the hotel. He
     and Alex are inside the Lincoln. Out of uniform. Jimmy
     can’t get the car started. Click. Click. Dead.

     He looks over at Alex. He’s still fucked up from his fight
     with Janeane. The windows fogging up. It’s the first time
     they’re all alone. Silence. Tension. Are they gonna kiss?

     Alex lights up a cigarette, inhales deeply. Jimmy tries
     again. Click. Nothing. Exhales.

                       JIMMY
             - I think there’s an umbrella in
             the trunk, yo.
                                                                51.


     And we hear a more upbeat jazzy version of our opening
     title song...


34   34.                                                              34

     Jimmy & Alex walking in the rain, sharing an umbrella.
     Heading for a crowded bus stop. Bright headlights
     intermittently cut the darkness. Jimmy's lost in his own
     world. We still hear the song.

     A car drives by and splashes a puddle all over Jimmy.

                       JIMMY
             Fuck -
                  (looks down at his wet
                  clothes)
             Fuck fuck fuck fuck -

     Alex cracks up. Jinny throws a fit.

     Which make Alex laugh even harder.

     We hear the song.

     He looks at her laughing, pulls away the umbrella and into
     a puddle, splashing Alex.

     She’s soaked. Kicks water right back at him.

     We hear the song.

     They make their way down the street jumping and kicking
     water back & forth at each other...

     And Jimmy starts singin’ in the rain, just singin’ in the
     rain. Showing off for Alex. Trying to impress her. Singing
     along to the song. Splashing in puddles. Playing with the
     umbrella.

     Singin' and dancin' in the rain, just sampling some old
     fucking movie.

     Jimmy finishes the song just as the bus pulls up. They run
     to make it, drenched and laughing.


35   35.                                                              35

     Jimmy and Alex on the crowded bus. Standing up, packed
     tight. Dripping wet. And cold.
                                                        52.


                  ALEX
             (leans into him)
        - I hate the bus, ya know, it’s
        such a drag. Makes me look like a
        laser. But I'm saving up my money
        so -

Swinging back & forth, Alex grabs onto Jimmy for support -
She shivers a bit. Turning him on. He shoves his hands into
his pockets, covering. Excited riding the bus.

                  JIMMY
        - How was work?

                  ALEX
        Ya know. Serving tea to rich ladies
        and their daughters all dressed up,
        thinking they're better than me -

Jimmy smiles. He knows.

                  ALEX
        - And I know that look, 'cause I
        used to have this “I’m better than
        you attitude" that made me like a
        real bitch. But I’m not gonna be
        doing this that long ya know. I can
        hardly wait to get outta this
        shithole before I kill somebody -

                  JIMMY
             (laughs)
        - you know where ya goin'?

                  ALEX
        New York or Germany - I won this
        modeling contest and this guy was
        all, “Hey would ya like to come to
        New York?" And I was all like sure
        why not - I just gotta put my book
        together.

                  JIMMY
        What if the guy's full a shit, yo?
        Then what?

                  ALEX
        - Hey, I'm not an idiot. He's with
        Elite. And I just know I wanna get
        famous. If I don't make it as a
        model, I'll just become an actress
        or whatever -
             (laughs)
                                                  53.


        - It's gotta be exciting for you -
        recording with Prince and
        everything.

                  JIMMY
        I dunno about Prince. But Paisley
        Park sounds cool.

                  ALEX
        When’re you goin'? I wanna come -

                  JIMMY
        I dunno, yo. Soon.
             (leans in closer)
        - You wanna do somethin' tomorrow
        night?

                  ALEX
             (raises her voice;
             fucking with him)
        You asking me out on a date, Jimmy?

People look over at them. Listen in. Eye Jimmy.

                  JIMMY
             (looks around)
        Yeah -

Beat.

                   ALEX
        Okay.

He smiles.

                  ALEX
        - But I can't tomorrow night.

                   JIMMY
        Why not?

                  ALEX
        Wink invited me to his show.

                  JIMMY
        The Free World show?

                  ALEX
             (nods her head yes)
        - Ya know I saw you fight those
        guys in the parking lot the other
        night at Stanley's Cafe.
                                                             54.


                       JIMMY
                  (surprised)
             - You were there?

                       ALEX
             Yeah. Me and all my friends - They
             think you're crazy.

                       JIMMY
                  (snaps)
             They don't even fuckin' know me -

     Alex just looks at him.

     An awkward beat.

                       JIMMY
                  (trying to stay cool)
             - and you heard all that shit
             Lyckety-Splyt said?

                          ALEX
             Yeah.

     The bus pulls over for a stop, the doors open.

     Jimmy wants to go.

                       JIMMY
             - This's my stop, yo.

                       ALEX
                  (looks out the window)
             Nice neighborhood.

     Jimmy heads out the door. In a hurry.

     Hurting Alex's feelings.

                       JIMMY
             Thanks, I'll see ya later, yo.

     Jimmy gets off the bus in the rain, stays on the sidewalk.
     Waits for it to drive away. And then screams out. Angry.
     Loud.

     Beat.


36   36.                                                           36
                                                           55.


Later. Chedder Bob driving Jimmy and Future in some old
beater. He's a terrible driver. The rain has let up. The
world is grey, blue.

                  JIMMY
             (hard; on edge)
        - head down to the Shelter, Bob.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        I thought we were goin' to Wink's,
        mom's house.

                  JIMMY
        I wanna jump those Free World
        motherfuckers first - It's time
        they got theirs.

                  CHEDDER BOB
             (looks at Jimmy)
        But Sol & DJ Iz're already settin'
        up all their shit at Wink's.

                  FUTURE
        What?

Chedder Bob almost rear-ends the car in front of them.

                  JIMMY
        Watch the road, fool! Where'd ya
        get this car from anyway?

                  CHEDDER BOB
        Stole it from my sister.

                  FUTURE
             (shakes his head at
             Jimmy)
        Yo I can't believe you’re takin'
        this Wink bullshit serious, Jim.

                  JIMMY
        Back off, yo -

                  CHEDDER BOB
             (to Future)
        Maybe you jus' jealous - like Wink
        keeps sayin’.

                  FUTURE
        Yo I don't give a tuck what any man
        says. I only need God. I went back
        to church the other day -
             (to Jimmy; pointed)
                                                             56.


             YouhearwhatImsayin’?


37   37.                                                           37

     The car's parked across the street down from the Shelter.

     The guys are sitting low, staking out the joint.

     Jinny and Future not talking. Still tense.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (to Future)
             Ya know Rabbit's gonna teach me
             howta write rhymes, yo -

     Beat.

                         FUTURE
             You?

                         CHEDDER BOB
             MC Bob.

                         JIMMY
             What?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             That a good name, homes?

                       JIMMY
             What's the matter with Chedder Bob?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             I dunno. I like MC Bob -

                       FUTURE
                  (laughs)
             How about Big Fat Head Bob?

     They see a white van pull up in trout of the Shelter and
     park. Papa Doc, LC Lyckety-Splyt and the rest of THA FREE
     WORLD (two black guys and a white guy named E) pile out.

                       JIMMY
             About time.

                       FUTURE
             Yeah, dawg.

                          JIMMY
                     (to Chedder Bob)
                                                                57.


             You ready?

                          CHEDDER BOB
                     (nods; serious)
             Yeah.
                  (pats his belt)
             I’m ready.

     They all slide out of the car.


38   38.                                                              38

     Jimmy and Future walk up to the club. Chedder Bob a step
     back. Tha Free World's unloading equipment for their show.
     Stacking speakers and mixers and turntables.

     They all stop when they see Jimmy and Future. Jimmy just
     walks right up to Papa Doc. Shoves him--

                       JIMMY
             C'mon motherfucker. Lets go.

                       PAPA DOC
                  (laughs)
             You're gonna fuck wit' us?

     LC Lyckety-Splyt jumps in, talking trash.

                       LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
             Yeah, boy - you don't wanna fuck
             wit' us! You can't even battle us -

                       JIMMY
             Get the tuck outta here -

     He shoves Lyckety-Splyt, wheels and punches Papa Doc in the
     face. It's on. Future grabs E--

     The other guys close in.

     All hell's about to break loose and--

     Bang! A gunshot!

                       JIMMY
             - What the fuck?

     Everybody freezes. Turns around.

     Chedder Bob is standing there, holding a .38 up in the air.
                                                              58.


     Everybody checks.

     Nobody was shot.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (waving the gun in the
                  air; hysterical)
             Yeah fuck with us - huh? You wanna
             fuck with us? Yeah?

     Tha Free World just stands there.

     Jimmy and Future stare at Chedder Bob.

     Beat.

     They bear police sirens in the distance.

                       CHEDDER BOB
             You don't wanna fuck with us!
                  (to Jimmy; panicked)
             We-should-go-now -

     Chedder Bob backs away, keeping the gun on Cha Free World.

     Jimmy just shakes his head. He and Future follow after
     Chedder Bob. The sirens getting closer.

     They make a run for the car.


39   39.                                                            39

     Speeding in Chedder Bob's sister's car. He's still holding
     onto the gun. Jimmy in the front seat. Future in the back-
     Pumped up. And freaking out-

                       JIMMY
                  (yelling at Chedder Bob)
             Where the fuck ya get that, man?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             - it's my dad's.

                       FUTURE
             You know how to use it?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Just point an' shoot, homey.

     He points the gun into the back seat.
                                                               59.


                       FUTURE
                  (leans out of the way)
             - Yeah, well, don’t be pointin' it
             at me, "homey."

                        JIMMY
                  (slaps Chedder Bob on the
                  head)
             Put that shit away, fool - Before
             you fuckin' shoot one of us!

     Suddenly the white van appears behind them.

                        CHEDDER BOB
             Oh shit!


40   40.                                                             40

     The old car whips around a turn. Chedder Bob weaving in and
     out of traffic. Driving like a maniac. The white van still
     on their tail.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (panicking)
             Fuck fuck fuck -

                       JIMMY
             What'd ya think was gonna happen?
             You pulled a gun on ’em -

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (looks at Jimmy)
             I dunno -

                       FUTURE
             Watch the fucking road. Head!

     Chedder Bob takes another turn fast. Almost hits a car.
     Speeds up.

     The van still there. Gaining. Gaining.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (hands Jimmy the .38)
             Here. Shoot at 'em.

                       JIMMY
             I ain't gonna shoot at anybody, you
             idiot! Just fucking drive -

     Chedder Bob floors it. A light up ahead changes from yellow
     to red.
                                                           60.


Chedder Bob doesn't slow.

Runs the red light--

Zigzags fast between two cars!

The van follows--

A horn beeps!

The van brakes! Skids just missing an oncoming car--

And sideswipes a parked car! Crashing to a stop.

The guys look back. See tha Free World jump out of their
car. Up in aims.

                  JIMMY
        Turn the car around, Chedder Bob -
        turn the fuck around.

                    CHEDDER BOB
        Why?

                  JIMMY
        Just do it -

Chedder Bob whips a U-turn, speeds back toward tha Free
World.

Jimmy grabs the wheel from him, heads straight for Papa
Doc.

Chedder Bob freaks.

Papa Doc doesn't move.

Jimmy just keeps his hand on the wheel. Playing chicken.

Gonna run him right over--

And Papa Doc jumps out of the way just in time!

Jinny spins the car around, takes his hand off the wheel
and leans out the window--

                    JIMMY
        Yo -

He smiles. And gives them all the finger.
                                                                61.


41   41.                                                              41

     Jimmy, Future and Chedder Bob walk up to Wink's mother's
     house. Laughing. All hopped up.

                       JIMMY
             We fuckin’ showed those guys -

                       FUTURE
             - That shit was crazy.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (beside himself)
             Yeah, I can hardly wait to tell
             everybody!

     Jimmy stops -

                       JIMMY
             Fuck. Don’t say shit to Wink, Bob.

                        FUTURE
             Why not?

     Jimmy checks inside the big picture window.

     Doesn’t see anybody.

                       JIMMY
             You know -

                       FUTURE
             Yeah, you don’t wanna fuck up your
             chances with 'im - is that it?

                       JIMMY
             Fuck you, Ruche -

                       FUTURE
                  (shakes his head)
             - I can't believe you give a shit
             what that little bitch is gonna
             think, Jimmy.


42   42.                                                              42

     Inside Wink's mom's house, Jinny, Future and Chedder Bob
     make their way down some dark stairs, descending into the
     fluorescent lit basement. Panelled walls, couch, card
     table, shitty TV.
                                                        62.


Sol and DJ IZ are setting up equipment. A crate of records,
a mixer, two turntables £ a microphone. Wink's got his arm
around some pretty YOUNG GIRL, carrying on.

                  WINK
        - Yo where the fuck you guys been?

Beat.

                  JIMMY
             (looks at Future)
        Around.

Future sits down on the couch, smokes a cigarette. Pissed
off.

                  DJ IZ
             (hooking up the mixer)
        We're almost all hooked up here.

                  SOL
        Yeah. An' Wink was jus' cellin’ us
        how he got in wit' Prince.

                  CHEDDER BOE
        Isn’t he just called the Artist
        now?

                  WINK
        Naw he’s Prince again, dawg - And
        he's friends wit Lee Darucher.

                  DJ IZ
        Isn't that Moochie?

                  SOL
        Moochie is Lee Darucher?

                  WINK
        No. Lee Darucher's a concert
        promoter, man. He’s tight with
        those guys down at 96.3 - And yo he
        says they're gonna play some 3rd
        Person this Friday. Said they
        flipped over my songs an' shit.

Everybody stops,

Beat.

                  JIMMY
             (impressed)
                                      63.


Shiiit. They’re gonna play it on
the radio?

          FUTURE
So? Doesn’t even raise my fuckin'
eyebrow.

          WINK
     (to Future)
C'mon, man it's 96.3 -

          FUTURE
Prince is a faggot.

          YOUNG GIRL
- Prince isn't gay. Michael Jackson
is gay.

          SOL
Michael Jackson is not gay. Maybe
Tito -

         JIMMY
Tito?

          SOL
Hell, yeah. But not Michael - No.
You see, Michael just never had a
childhood or nothin', yo -

          DJ IZ
     (going through his stack
     of records)
- no no, Michael has some serious
self-image issues, man.
     (pulls out MICHAEL
     JACKSON'S "Thriller")
He used to be black. Now he's just
tryin' to make himself white to
please White America. Get that
white love an' shit - no doubt no
doubt.

          SOL
What the fuck're you talkin' about?

          FUTURE
- It’s always easier for a white
man to succeed in a Black man’s
medium -
     (looks straight at Wink;
     fucking with him)
YouknowhatImsayin'?
                                                          64.


                  WINK
             (to Future)
        Why do you always gotta give me
        shit? Just 'cause you host those
        battles? Like that’s some big
        fucking deal -

Future jumps up off the couch, gets right in Wink’s face.

Right between all the equipment (turntables t microphone) -
-

                  DC IZ
        - Be careful, yo. That shit cost us
        a fortune.

                  SOL
        Why else you think we still livin’
        at home, dawg?

                  FUTURE
             (laughs at Wink)
        - If you’re so good why don’t you
        spit for us right now, 3rd Person?

                  WINK
        What?

Future grabs the mic and hands it to Wink.

                  FUTURE
        You couldn’t freestyle if your life
        depended on it, bitch - C'mon. Rap
        somethin' for us. You're gonna be
        on the radio -

Future flips on the turntables. Puts on Michael Jackson
"Wanna He Startin’ Somethin'."

                  WINK
             (puts down the mic)
        You’re psycho, man -

                  FUTURE
        Am I? Just ’cause you recorded at
        Paisley Park don’t mean you any
        good. Anybody can record at Paisley
        Park if you got the money, right?

Jimmy steps in between the two. Michael Jackson singing in
the background.

                  JIMMY
                                                             65.


             Leave 'im alone, Fuche. This is
             bullshit. I’m fuckin’ sick a you
             two always talkin’ shit about each
             other - Just tryin' to pump your
             own, selves up. Ya know?
                  (walks away)
             I'm outta here -


43   43.                                                           43

     It's late. But Jimmy's still going home the back way.
     Through the field. Over the fence.


44   44.                                                           44

     Inside the trailer, Jimmy walks past the kitchen.

     Stephanie’s at the table all alone watching TV.

                       JIMMY
             Hey, didya win at bingo tonight?

                       STEPHANIE
             - no. Did you hear from Prince yet?

                       JIMMY
             No. Fuck -
                  (shakes his head)
             You guys never win.

                       STEPHANIE
                  (whispers)
             Shhh - Greg's sleepin’. I know you
             don't like him an' he don’t like
             you but -

     Stephanie sits there. Beat.

                       JIMMY
                  (whispers)
             You alright?

                       STEPHANIE
                  (whispers)
             I’m havin' a, a - ahh - a problem
             with Greg -

                       JIMMY
                  (whispers)
             What. Did he find out about the
             eviction?
                                                          66.


Stephanie shakes her head no.

                  JIMMY
             (whispers)
        His settlement check‘s not comin*?

                  STEPHANIE
             (belligerent)
        No. No. It's coming. It's me and
        Greg's sex life. It's good, I mean,
        ya know, real good, but the--

                  JIMMY
        Yo I don't wanna hear this shit -

                  STEPHANIE
             (just keeps talking)
        But see the problem is Greg doesn't
        like to go--

                  JIMMY
             (cutting her off)
        Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom Mom I don't
        wanna hear it yo -

Jimmy heads for the bathroom. Getting ready for bed. He
peels off his shirt. Stephanie follows after him.

                  STEPHANIE
        Hey you've got a nice body, Rabbit
        -

                     JIMMY
                (stops)
        What?

                  STEPHANIE
        Greg won't go down on me.

                     JIMMY
        Mom!

                  STEPHANIE
             (whispers)
        He won’t go down on me. I mean I
        keep askin' him an' like I have no
        problem goin' down on —

Jimmy puts his hands over his ears, running into the
bathroom--

                  JIMMY
        Mom, stop, I'm not hearin' this -
                                                               67.


     He closes the door in her face.


45   45.                                                             45

     Early morning, behind the hotel. Jimmy's getting out of
     Sol' s mother's shitty car. Sol drove him to work. Garbage
     bags line the filthy alley. Sun rising. Harsh reality.
     Jimmy pauses for a moment before he closes the door.

                       JIMMY
             - Hey Sol, ya ever wonder at what
             point ya just say “fuckit." When ya
             know ya gotta stop livin' up here -
                  (gestures over his head,
                  then drops his hand down
                  low)
             And start livin' down here.

     Beat.

                        SOL
                   (looks at him half­
                   asleep)
             - It's fuckin' 6:30 in the morning,
             dawg.

                       JIMMY
                  (laughs)
             Thanks for the rider yo - and thank
                                             ‐
             your mom for tendin' you the car­
             l'll see ya after work.


46   46.                                                             46

     Hours later. Jimmy the bellman, finishes loading luggage
     into a brand spanking new Porsche parked in front of the
     hotel. Everything's SILENT. Except we hear Jimmy rapping a
     song to himself. Quiet. Simple. Poetry.

     He closes the trunk and quickly looks around, never
     stopping his music. Everything else still silent. Jimmy
     slips into the sports car. Checking out the interior.
     Suddenly the passenger side door swings open, SOUND
     crashing back--

     And Alex jumps in, holding onto her "French maid" uniform.

     Jimmy can't believe his eyes. He looks again. She's still
     there.

                       ALEX
                                                        68.


        C'mon, let's get outta here -

                    JIMMY
        Where to?

                  ALEX
             (laughs)
        Anywhere in this car -

She leans over to give him a kiss, all turned on. Looks up.

And stops.

                    ALEX
        Uh-oh -

Jimmy follows her eyes...

A chubby guest, MR. KOSKO, is standing there watching them
about to kiss in his new Porsche. Alex just laughs, gets
out of the car and heads for the hotel leaving Jimmy
behind.

Jimmy quickly jumps out--

                  JIMMY
        I can explain, Mr. Kosko - I--

                  MR. KOSKO
             (dismissive)
        Don't. You're just a terrible
        bellman -

A frantic woman. Mr. Kosko’s wife, hurries up to the car.

                   JIMMY
              (trying to stay cool)
        - Your wife's luggage is all loaded
        up, sir. Will there be anything
        else?

Mr. Kosko's cell phone rings.

                  MR. KOSKO
        There's a blue suit in my room I
        need dry cleaned. Do you think you
        can handle that?

                  JIMMY
             (forces a smile)
        - Yessir. Room 722, right?
                                                               69.


47   47.                                                             47

     Jimmy, running back into the hotel. Looks for Alex. Chedder
     Bob and Paul are in the middle of an argument--

                       PAUL
             Call me a faggot again and I'll
             beat your ass -

                       CHEDDER’BOB
             But you're gay -

                        PAUL
                   (hard)
             So?

     Chedder Bob backs down.

                       JIMMY
                  (laughs)
             Yo Chedder Bob, didya see Alex come
             in -

                        CHEDDER BOE
             MC Bob.

                       JIMMY
             Whatever. Didya see her?

     Cbedder Bob points down the hall.


48   48.                                                             48

     Jimmyy runs down the hallway. Catches up to Alex. She's
     walking backwards, still holding onto her uniform. A
     crooked smile pasted on her face.

                       ALES
             Hey. Why'd ya take off like that
             yesterday?

                       JIMMY
             - It was jus' my stop, yo. And then
             I hadda show those Free World
             motherfuckers what was up -

                       ALEX
                  (impressed)
             You did?

                       JIMMY
             Yeah I did.
                                                                70.


     She turns back around. They head down the hall together.

                       ALEX
             - Ya know we shoulda just stolen
             that fucker's Porsche.

                       JIMMY
                  (laughs)
             You ever steal a car before?

                       ALEK
             No. But I figure you have, right?
             And then we coulda just taken off
             for good, whatever -

     She turns down another hallway, toward the hotel’s giant
     kitchen, waiters & waitresses busy coming & going.

                       JIMMY
             Where ya goin', yo?

                       ALEX
             Pickin’ up a little somethin1 for
             tonight, "yo" -


49   49.                                                              49

     In the kitchen. Busy & bright. Alex walks up to a thin
     white prep cook, pulls him aside to the comer and whispers
     into his ear. Jimmy talks to the other prep cook, CLIO, a
     cool black chick. A cheap boom box whines in the
     background.

                       JIMMY
             - Clio, can you make me a
             hamburger?

                       CLIO
             Sure thing, Rabbit.

     Alex makes her way over, slipping some pills (E) into her
     front pocket -

                       ALEX
             - Hey why do some people call you
             Rabbit?

                       JIMMY
             That's jus’ one a my names ~

                       CLIO
                  (laughs)
                                                        71.


        'Cause he's fast - and likes to
        fuck a lot.

                  ALEX
        Yeah?

                  JIMMY
        - Yeah.

Alex smiles.

                  CLIO
        Tell ya what, Rabbit - I'll battle
        ya for the hamburger -

Some of the other kitchen help overhear. Get excited.

Jimmy notices. Unsure.

                  JIMMY
        Oh I dunno -

                  ALEX
             (pushes him)
        C'mon, "Rabbit" -

Jimmy looks at her. He cares what she says.

                  JIMMY
        A'ight, a’ight -

Some of the other cooks and dishwashers pipe in. A couple
of 'em start banging on the counters getting a beat
together. Gathering around Jimmy and Clio. And Clio goes
first, battling Jimmy.

Freestyling about--

1. Jimmy being a bellman.

2. Always late.

3. And white.

She's pretty good. Finishes. Now it’s Jinny's turn.

Alex watching. He looks at her.

Opens his mouth to spit and he goes off, freestyling like
mad.

He's fast and clear.
                                                                72.


     Words flowing, focused, kicking Clio’s ass.

     Showing off in front of Alex.

     He finishes. The kitchen goes crazy. He looks over to Alex.

     And she's hot. In love.

     By now, more waiters & waitresses are hanging around
     getting into it, clapping, dancing. Someone turns up the
     boom box, more music. Can anyone say "Hot Lunch" - shit,
     we're sampling "FAME."

     A teenage PUERTO-RICAN DISHWASHER jumps in to battle Jimmy.
     Everybody clapping and moving, whooping and hollering.

     Music everywhere.

     Jimmy battles the dishwasher.

     Back & forth.

     The rhymes flow.

     It's all good.


50   50.                                                              50

     Jimmy & Alex leave the kitchen. She's exhilarated.

     He's wolfing down his hamburger.

                       ALEX
             That was,-- Ya know, that was
             amazing -

     Jimmy smiles as they head down the hall, a bounce in his
     step.

                       ALEX
             You're definitely gonna make it.
             Not like all those losers back
             there.

                       JIMMY
             They're not really losers, yo -

                       ALEX
             They're not recording with Prince -

                         JIMMY
                                                          73.


             (between bites)
        I should probably get back to work
        an' shit -

                  ALEX
        No I think me & you should--

Alex sees the older woman we saw training her the other
day, the tea director, her boss, heading their way.

                  ALEX
        Shit. There's my boss, I'm late -
        C'mon -

She grabs Jimmy's free hand, turns around and takes off
running in the opposite direction--

Running together, Jimmy still with a mouthful of hamburger,
running down the hall.

They turn down another hallway, hauling ass and see--

Mr. Springer getting off an elevator.

They screech to a stop.

Searching for an escape route, nowhere left to run.

Or hide. Caught between two authority figures.

Mr. Springer sees them, waves and heads in their direction.

Alex checks around for her boss. Jimmy stuck with a
mouthful of food. Chews hard, fast to swallow.

Mr. Springer getting closer.

Jimmy doesn't knew what to do with the hamburger in his
hand.

Puts it behind his back.

Mr. Springer walks up. And Jinny stuffs the sandwich into
his back pocket.

                  MR. SPRINGER
        Mr. Smith, Miss Latoumo -

                  ALEX
        Hey, Mr. Springer -

Jimmy smiles, swallowing the last of his food.
                                                              74.


                       MR, SPRINGER
                  (to Jimmy)
             I just wanted to say, Mr. Smith,
             you’ve been doing a much better job
             -

                       JIMMY
             - thanks. So how 'bout those extra
             shifts?

     Alex catches a glimpse of her boss turning the corner.

                       ALEX
                  (so innocent)
             Excuse me, Mr. Springer - But I
             gotta go change for work. I don't
             ya know wanna be late -

                       MR. SPRINGER
             And where are you going, Mr. Smith?

                       JIMMY
             I'm running an errand for a guest,
             sir.

                       MR. SPRINGER
                  (looks at both of them)
             Okay. Well, get to work -

     They walk slowly away from Mr. Springer, Jimmy keeping his
     hands behind his ass covering the hamburger in his pocket.

     They round the next corner, then take off running again--

     Down the hall. Take a turn.

     Up to another bank or elevators.

     They jump into an open elevator, just as the doors close.


51   51.                                                            51

     In the elevator, Jimmy & Alex catching their breath.

     It's empty.

     They look at each other and start laughing.

     Their eyes meet.

     Still out of breath.
                                                                75.


                       JIMMY
                  (crooked smile)
             - what do you think we should do
             now?

                       ALRX
             What do you think we should do?

     He leans in closer. Both of them having a hard time
     catching their breath. Excited, turned on.

                       JIMMY
             You know -

                       ALEX
             - yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah I think
             you should fuck me.

     He slides his hands down her pants. She moans.

     They kiss, still out of breath, pulling at each other's
     clothes--


52   52.                                                              52

     Jimmy, opening the door to room 722. He pulls her inside
     and they fall in on and all over each other. Breathing
     heavy.

     He pushes her up against the door. Pulls up her shirt.

     Her face hot and red.

                       ALEX
                  (whispering)
             I want it all!

                       JIMMY
             - yeah.

                       ALEX
             Everything.

     She pulls down her pants. No underwear.

                       ALEX
                  (slowly)
             I wantchya to do everything to me
             Jimmy. Take me everywhere. Promise.

     She kisses him.
                                                               76.


                       ALEX
             Fucking promise me, Jimmy.

     She moans.

     And he fucks her, hanging against the door in rhythm with
     their breathing and moaning.

                       JIMMY
             How does this feel, do you like it?

     Fucking her harder.

                       ALEX
             Yes yes yes.


53   53.                                                             53

     Sitting down, against the door. Both sweaty, hot & wet.

     Disheveled. Happy. Alter sex. He looks at her.

     Beat.

                       JIMMY
                  (stands up, pulling up
                  his pants)
             - I gotta get back to work, yo.

                       ALEX
             Uh-uh, Rabbit.

                       JIMMY
             Why? Wasn't that good for you?

                       ALEX
             Yeah. But -

                       JIMMY
                  (sits back down)
             - oh this is the part where I'm
             supposed to like open up an' share
             same shit with you - right?

                          ALEX
                     (smiles)
             Yeah.

                       JIMMY
             But I don’t want to -
                                                                77.


                        ALEX
              Like why dontchya wanna battle on
              Stage again? Wink says the last
              time you tried you--

                        JIMMY
                   (snaps)
              Fuck. I don't want people talkin'
              shit about me no care - what's so
              fuckin' hard to understand about
              that? You ever been booed before,
              have a whole crowd label you?

                       ALEX
              No -

                        JIMMY
              Well it sucks. And I got enough to
              worry about - if I'm ever gonna
              really do anything, ya know - I'ma—
                   (beat)
              I'm just tired a - ahh - I -

     Before Jimmy can finish, he hears someone talking at the
     door. Good ears. He motions to Alex to be quiet.

     It's Mr. Kosko.

     They look at each other. Shit.

     Grab their clothes, hop into the closet fast.


54   54.                                                              54

     Inside the closet, trying to stay quiet. Darkness.

     They hear Mr. Kosko come into the room, arguing on the
     phone.

     Upset.

                        JIMMY
                   (mouths to Alex)
              Oh fuck - fuck.

     Alex’s eyes go wide. A naughty smile.

     They can still hear Mr. Kosko babbling away on the phone.

     And Alex leans over and quietly goes down on Jimmy.

     CLOSE ON JIMMY, biting onto his bottom lip.
                                                               78.


     Having to stay quiet.

     It's so fucking good.

     Alex's head bobbing in and out of frame.

     Up & down.


55   55.                                                             55

     After work, late afternoon. Jimmy fixing his car in the
     hotel parking lot. He can't stop smiling.

     Future, Sol and DJ Iz hanging out.

     Sol's sitting on the hood of his mother’s car in the middle
     of telling a story--

                       SOL
             - you won't believe what happened
             ta me this mornin', yo.

                       JIMMY
             Bitch, it ain’t gonna beat what
             happened to me -

                       SOL
             Yo lemme finish, dawg. So I was up
             6:30 in the mornin' with my mom's
             car an’ nuthin’ to do, so I decide
             to do laundry.

                         DJ IZ
             What?

                          SOL
                     (ignores him)
                                                        79.


        - An’ there was this girl in the
        laundromat, an' she wasn't that
        good lookin' - not ugly - just not
        good lookin’, ya know what I mean?
        So we get to talking an' we hit it
        off. I’m talkin' all this shit an’
        she’s givin' it right back to me,
        ya know we're really gettin1 into
        it. An1 then she says a good man
        like me must have a good woman
        somewhere, an' I tell her the
        truth, I tell her that me an’ my
        woman just broke up - an' she asks
        why, an' I say that she did me
        wrong ya know. An' she says she
        know women like that. But that’s
        not her, that‘s not how she treats
        her man. An’ then she says she's
        lookin’ for a good man.

Sol jumps off the hood of the car, and starts talking to it
like it was the woman in the laundromat.

                  SOL
             (all cool an' shit)
        - So I say, “What would you do with
        a good man?" An' she tells me, I
        mean she tells me exactly what she
        would do with a good man. And I
        mean it includes muthafuckin'
        everything - everything, man - anal
        sex, everything.
             (moves his hips back &
             forth, humping the car)
        So man, I know this's the girl for
        me, yo. 6:30 in the mornin' at the
        laundromat an' I'm talkin' about
        fuckin' this girl in the ass -
        shit, she wasn't that good lookin'
        man, but she wasn't ugly either-
        Know what I mean, Future? Maybe me
        & you can both do 'er -

                  FUTURE
        C'mon, Mista - I'm tryin’ to flip
        the script with that shit. You know
        that -

                  DJ IZ
             (to Sol)
        So what happened?

                  SOL
                                                                80.


                  (stops humping the car)
             - I got 'er number an' finished my
             laundry.

                       JIMMY
                  (laughs)
             That's it? C'mon, Guess who I
             fucked at work this afternoon?

                       SOL
             Chedder Bob?

     Beat.

                       JIMMY
             Alex.

                       FUTURE
             Get the fuck outta here -

                       SOL
             She's so fucking het, dawg. We
             should share her -

                       JIMMY
                  (shakes his head no)
             She's on me, yo. We fucked this
             afternoon in this dude’s room. An'
             then he came back. An' we hid in
             the closet, an' get this - She
             sucked my dick until he left.
             Serious. I'm in love -

     The guys all gather around, whooping and hollering high-
     fiving Jinny. He’s the man.

                       DJ IZ
             Shit. When ya gonna see 'er again?

                       JIMMY
             - I think she's goin' to Wink's
             show tonight. Hopefully I'll see
             'er after that.


56   56.                                                              56

     The sun goes down. Jimmy parks the newly-fixed Lincoln in
     front of the drab double-wide mobile home. Slips on his
     headphones. Getting lost in his own world.


57   57                                                               57
                                                               81.


     Jimmy hurries into the trailer, tuning out. Walks past the
     kitchen. Sees Alex and Wink hanging out drinking cheap
     champagne with Stephanie.

     What?

     Jimmy pulls off his headphones. Horrified.

                       STEPHANIE
             - Hey, Rabbit - C'mon in we're
             havin' a party! Greg’s settlement
             check's comin' in tomorra! Our
             luck's changin' -
                  (pours Wink more cheap
                  champagne; flirting)
             Dontchya love the car I gave Rabbit
             for his birthday, Wink? I love
             being generous -

     She grabs Wink's hand. He smiles at her.

                       ALEX
                  (to Stephanie)
             You call him Rabbit too?

                       STEPHANIE
                  (hisses)
             - I gave 'im that nickname. When he
             was little he had these buck teeth
             and big ears and he was so cute,
             wike a wittle wabbit -
                  (to Jimmy)
             Right, baby?

     Jimmy turns red, turns back around. And leaves.


59   58.                                                             59

     Jimmy, walking away from the trailer. Fast. It's almost
     dark. Walking through the trailer park.

     Getting the fuck outta there.

     Out toward the field.

     Wink runs out after him. Catches up to him at the chain
     link fence.

                       WINK
             Yo where ya goin’, B - What's the
             matter?
                                                          82.


                  JIMMY
             (grabs Wink & throws him
             up against the fence)
        - I thought I fucking told you not
        to tell nobody I was living here!

                  WINK
        You got nothin1 to be embarrassed
        about, B. And I didn't think ya’d
        mind if it was Al -

Jimmy pushes Wink harder up against the fence.

                  WINK
        - Shit, yo. We were goin’ to my
        show an' she said we hadda come get
        you. What was I supposed to do?

Jimmy's so fucking angry it looks like he's gonna cry.

                  WINK
        C'mon, Bunny. Chill out. Al really
        likes you, man - Really, I’m
        helpin' 'er find a photographer for
        her book that's all -

A long beat.

                  WINK
        - Did Chedder Bob really shoot at
        those guys yesterday?

                  JIMMY
        Fuckit.

Jimmy lets him go and turns around, heading back to the
trailer. Wink follows after him.

                  WINK
        - I got some good news, yo. Spoke
        to Lee Darucher today. We can get
        into Paisley Park on Monday if you
        can get your shit together in time
        -

Jimmy stops.

                  JIMMY
        This Monday?

                  WINK
             (smiles)
        Yeah, dawg - you got four days.
                                                        83.


Jimmy softens. Thinks.

                  JIMMY
        Yeah - yeah, I can do that -

Jimmy sees Alex heading their way.

Too late to run. Alex walks up. Looks to Wink.

Then Jimmy.

Beat.

                  ALEX
        Everything okay?

Jimmy can’t look at her. Caught in a lie. So embarrassed.

                     JIMMY
                (looks down)
        Yeah.

                  ALEX
             (uncomfortable)
        Do you hafta stay home tonight?

                  JIMMY
             (still staring at the
             ground; dying)
        - Yeah I should work on some songs
        for my demo an' shit. Wink jus'
        told me we‘re goin' to Paisley Park
        on Monday, so -

                    ALEX
        Okay.

                     JIMMY
                (finally looks up at her)
        Yeah.

Okay. It’s awkward.

Beat.

                  WINK
             (to Jimmy)
        Yo B - don't forget, tomorrow night
        we’re all goin’ down to 96.3,
        right?

                  JIMMY
        Yeah okay -
                                                               84.


     The three of them stand there for a moment.

     Beat.


59   59.                                                             59

     CLOSE ON A PENCIL, scratching on a wall. Words. Flying fast
     & furious. Rhymes pouring out about all the shit Jimmy
     sees.

     Jimmy and Lily are hanging out in her little girl room.

     Stuffed animals. She's drawing. He's a giant. Both in their
     own worlds. He shakes his right fist back & forth, in
     rhythm. And quickly scribbles some more shit on the wall
     above her bed, puking out his feelings.

     CLOSE ON JIMMY'S FACE, closing his eyes. We hear the song
     he’s working on. Opens his eyes...

     The trailer park is ANIMATED. Back to the Adventures of
     Super Jimmy by R. Crumb. He flies out the window, rapping
     the song, flying up over dirty Detroit, heading for the
     Shelter, the place where he cartoon kills. Storms into the
     club, sees WINK sitting with ALEX. And somebody else...
     It's animated PRINCE!

     LEADAZ OF THA FREE WORLD are playing on stage. PAPA DOC, LC
     LYCKETY-SPLYT, R and the other two guys. When they see
     SuperJimmy enter they make a run for it! SuperJimmy chases
     after them--

     Running through the club, Lyckety-Splyt grabs Alex hostage.
     Papa Doc pulls out an animated gun and holds it to her
     head. Wink covers. SuperJimmy stops. He’s still rapping the
     song. It's a standoff.

     SuperJimmy makes eye contact with Prince. They exchange
     smiles. And Prince starts singing along with him. A super
     duet.

     Tha Free World can’t help themselves. The song’s too good.
     Getting into the beat. Bouncing. Papa Doc lovers the gun--

     And Super Jimmy rushes then. Beating them all to the
     ground. Prince jumps in and helps out.

     They beat the shit out of tha Free World. Blood everywhere.

     And SuperJimmy grabs Alex, rescuing her. Taking her away.

     They fly out the door and into the dark alley-
                                                              85.


     She can’t keep her hands off of him, kissing him.

     Pulling at his costume.

     He pulls off her shirt and yanks down her animated jeans
     and starts fucking her up against the wall, super fast and
     super hard--

     Suddenly we hear someone shout out--

                       GREG (VO)
             You are such a fucking LOSER!


60   60.                                                            60

     CLOSE ON JIMMY, startled awake. BACK TO REALITY (film). The
     next day. He's under a blanket, on the ratty couch. Greg
     and Stephanie are in the middle of a fight--

                       GREG
             - Just like Rabbit was in high
             school, Jesus, the both of ya are,
             ya know - fucked -

     Jimmy sits up.

                       JIMMY
             Yo did you just call me a loser?

     Greg laughs yeah, limps up to Jimmy showing him the
     eviction papers.

                       GREG
             Didjya know your mom’s gettin'
             evicted?

     Stephanie fellows after him, holding Lily in her arms.

                        JIMMY
                  (grabs the papers from
                  Greg)
             That's none a your fucking
             business, Greg -

                        STEPHANIE
             Stay outta this, Rabbit -
                   (puts Lily down; to Greg)
             Don't worry, baby - I'm gonna take
             care a it - it's gonna be okay -
             Okay?

     She goes to hug him. He shoves her away. Hard.
                                                       86.


                  GREG
        - You're so fucking stupid
        sometimes!

                  JIMMY
             (jumps off the couch)
        Keep your fucking hands off my mom,
        asshole!

Jimmy jacks Greg up against the wall--

Greg shoves him away.

                  GREG
        Get off me -

Stephanie pulls Jimmy away from Greg.

                  STEPHANIE
        Rabbit! Stop it!

Beat. Jimmy looks at his mom. He wants to kill Greg.

                  JIMMY
             (to Stephanie)
        How can you let him do that to you?

                  STEPHANIE
             (pleading with Jimmy)
        Don't do this. Please -

                  GREG
        - How the fuck can I go out with
        someone who's homeless?

Lily starts to cry.

                  JIMMY
             (to Stephanie)
        Are you just gonna let 'im talk to
        you like that?

                  STEPHANIE
        Stay out of it, Rabbit -

She goes to calm Lily down,

                  GREG
        - With two homeless fucking kids.

                  JIMMY
             (flips him off)
        Fuck you. I'm outta here -
                                                             87.


61   61                                                            61

     Grey skies. Storm clouds overhead.

     Jimmy walks up to Wink’s mother’s house. Still wired.

     Looks inside the big picture window.

     Wink’s passed out on the couch, the TV blaring.


62   62.                                                           62

     Wink and Jimmy descending into the basement. Wink’s still
     half asleep. It's dark down there.

                       WINK
             - It went good last night - that
             shit was sold out - but they ain’t
             as good as you, Bunny -

                       JIMMY
             - did Alex like it?

                       WINK
             Yeah. A lil' bit, ya know - but she
             was kinda drunk so. Where the
             fuck's everybody else?

                       JIMMY
             Sol's mom's droppin1 'em all off
             an' shit on her way to work -

     Wink turns on the light. The equipment's still all set up.

                       WINK
             Even Future?

                       JIMMY
             Yeah. Why?

     The doorbell rings.

                       WINK
             - ‘Cause I heard he signed you up
             to battle this weekend.

                          JIMMY
                     (surprised)
             What?

                         WINK
                                                        88.


        He's killin' you, yo. Runnin’ your
        life an' shit, B - You don't wanna
        he a loser your whole life workin'
        at some Little Caesars when you're
        like 40, now - Do you?

Wink runs back up the stairs, leaving Jimmy behind.

Starts pacing the room...

Getting more and more agitated.

He sees the photographs of Wink & Prince on top of DJ Iz's
records. Picks one up. Hears the guys upstairs.

                  SOL (OS)
        Where's your mom, dawg?

                    WINK (OS)
        Workin' -

Wink leads Sol, DJ Iz and Future down the stairs.

Jimmy stuffs the photograph into his front pocket.

As soon as he sees Future, Jimmy speaks up.

                  JIMMY
             (angry)
        - yo did you fucking sign me up to
        battle down at the Shelter this
        weekend?

                    FUTURE
        What?

                  JIMMY
        You heard me. Did you sign me up -

Future walks down to the bottom of the stairs.

Looks at Jimmy.

Beat.

                  FUTURE
        Jimmy, you gotta come down. You
        gotta come down. That's the only
        way you gon get over the other
        night, youknowhatlmsayin'? An' the
        winner takes my place as host, yo -
        That’s instant respect -
                                                        89.


Jimmy picks up one of the records and wings it at Future--

He ducks. It misses.

Jimmy walks up in his face.

                  JIMMY
        Fuck the other night. I'm fuckin'
        tired of you always tellin' me what
        to do, always thinkin' you know
        what's best for me. Well Fuck You.
        I told you not to sign me up -

                  FUTURE
        You wanna fight me? Is that it?

Jimmy pushes him.

                  JIMMY
        Why not? You ain't the future a
        shit, bitch. You're just David
        fuckin' Porter -

Future looks at him.

Turns and walks away.

                  FUTURE
        Do whatever the fuck ya want, man -
             (laughs)
        - I don't give a shit about what
        you & Prince gonna do.

Future leaves.

The guys all just stand there.

That was heavy.

Beat.

                    SOL
        Shit.

                  DJ IZ
        What are we gonna do now?

                  WINK
        I wanna go get high -

                     JIMMY
                (turns away)
                                                                90.


             - No let's do some fuckin' work.

     Kick into HIGH SPEED, as the guys start making music. We
     hear some song play over--


63   63.                                                              63

     HIGH SPEED. Writing lyrics back & forth fucking around in
     the make-shift basement studio bouncing beats and hooks and
     shit all off each other bobbing their heads together
     getting it right all perfectly choreographed like a dance
     or a symphony running faster £ faster until they're all
     just a blur of non-stop music.

     Suddenly Wink jumps in the middle of it all.

     Puts up his hands. Stop. Stop.

     STOP-- Jump to REGULAR SPEED.

     The song ends.

                        JIMMY
             What?

                       WINK
             Al jus' called from work, yo - She
             needs a ride to this photographer I
             set 'er up with.

                       JIMMY
             - Does she want me to pick 'er up?

                        WINK
             I dunno.

                       SOL
             Can we come?


64   64.                                                              64

     It's gonna rain soon. Jimmy and Wink sit in the front seat
     of the car parked at the hotel. Chedder Bob's ducking
     through the rear window, dressed in his bellman's uniform,
     rapping for Sol & DJ Iz. He sucks.

     Wink leans over to Jimmy, who's keeping an eye out the
     window for Alex. Fidgety. Embarrassed.

                       WINK
             You comin’ to 96.3?
                                                             91.


                       JIMMY
                  (distracted)
             Yeah -

                       WINK
             Cool. But the radio DJ was at the
             show last night an’ she invited
             Papa Doc & Lyckety-Splyt up. So ya
             know they might be there.

                       JIMMY
                  (sees Alex leaving the
                  hotel)
             Fuckit then -

                       WINK
                  (defensive)
             Yo there was nuthin' I could do
             about it, B -

     Before Jimmy can respond Alex walks up to the car, holding
     onto a garment bag. All the guys quiet down.

                       CHEDDER BOB
             - Gotta go, homes. Ya know ya can't
             leave old Earl all alone for long.

     Chedder Bob hustles back to the hotel. Wink pops out of the
     car, letting Alex into the front seat. Then sits right back
     down next to her.

     Jimmy throws him a look.

     It starts to rain.


65   65.                                                           65

     Rain spits. Jimmy, driving next to Alex and Wink. He can't
     even look at her. Doesn’t know what to say. Music low.

     Alex lights up a cigarette, excited. Sol and DJ Iz lean in.

     She’s the center of attention--

                       ALEX
             - I saw this model on a TV show and
             she was sayin' that looks alone
             don't mean anything if you don't
             have confidence and self-esteem. Ya
             know like a confidence in yourself
             that you're you and everything.
                                                      92.


Jimmy finally looks at her. And Wink smiles.

                  WINK
        Yeah, Al. And this guy's gonna help
        you do that.

                  ALEX
             (to Wink; excited)
        - yeah I just wish I had more time
        to ya know,-- I mean if I had known
        it was today r wouldn't have gone
        out drinkin' last night -

Wink turns up the stereo, making sure it's on 96.3.

                  WINK
        Don't worry, yo. I'm sure there’ll
        be make-up & hair people there.
        This is a professional photo shoot
        -

Sol leans forward, all smooth and shit.

                  SOL
        So how soon we gonna see this
        pictorial in a magazine, Alex?

                  DJ IZ
        Pictorials are Playboy, yo. In
        fashion it's called an editorial,
        Sol.

                  SOL
        Shut up, Iz. Who gives a fuck -

                  JIMMY
             (yells at Sol; on edge)
        It’s just for her book, fool - so
        she can get a job-

                  SOL
        - Damn. That's one book I'd read.

                    DJ IZ
        No doubt.

Alex laughs. Jimmy’s still uncomfortable.

                  JIMMY
             (to Sol £ DJ Iz)
        Alex won a modeling contest and
        this guy from Elite asked 'er to
        come to New York City -
                                                             93.


                       ALEX
             It's no big deal -

                       SOL
                  (impressed)
             You won a contest? For Elite? I
             heard a them. Shit - that's the big
             time, yo. Who were the judges?
             Anybody famous?

                       WINK
                  (points out the window)
             Hey it's right over here, B -


66   66.                                                           66

     Still spitting rain. Downtown Detroit, bleak industrial
     buildings. Fog. Lonely & blue. Alex crossing the street to
     a run-down warehouse, leaving the guys behind in the car.

     Jimmy jumps out and catches up to her.

                       JIMMY
             - Is everything okay?

     Alex doesn't stop walking.

                       ALEX
             With what?

                       JIMMY
             Us -

                        ALEX
                  (without skipping a beat;
                  cold)
             Yeah. But I really gotta go -

     They walk together.

                       JIMMY
             You want me to come up -

                       ALEX
             No that's okay.

                       JIMMY
             - You sure everything's okay?

                       ALEX
                                                                94.


             I'm justa little hungover from last
             night or whatever and ya know I'm
             worried that I won't photograph
             good. This is really important to
             me - Okay?

     Jimmy stops.

     And she just keeps walking up to the building.

                       JIMMY
                  (calls out after her)
             Am I gonna see you later?

                       ALEX
             You goin' to the radio station?

                       JIMMY
             - No.

                       ALEX
                  (not listening!)
             Okay. I'll see ya later then -
             maybe we can talk about goin' to
             see Prince next week.

     He stands there, watching her go. And we hear a some kinda
     remake of THE WHO's "Love Reign O'er Me."


67   67.                                                              67

     The sun dies in the sky. Jimmy standing in the drizzle, out
     in the fog covered field next to the trailer park.

     Headphones on. White out. You can’t see any trash.

     It's almost beautiful. Otherworldly. And SILENT.

     All we hear is "Love Reign O'er Me’ in Jimmy's head.

     Jimmy closes his eyes and screams.

     But we don't hear it, only the song.

     He screams loud and long.

     Screams his fucking heart out.

     He opens his eyes and sees a giant shape emerge from the
     fog...
                                                                95.


     It's a HORSE.

     A big brown horse.

     Jimmy can't believe it's real.

     The horse looks at him, and then begins to graze in the
     field.

     Another horse appears from the fog.

     And then another.

     And another. One of them has a blue blanket on, "DETROIT
     MOUNTED POLICE."

     Jimmy stands there. With the horses, snorting and pulling
     up dead grass in the fog.

     Jimmy takes off his headphones, SOUND comes rushing in.

     The song fades away. He hears police sirens off in the
     distance. Jimmy walks up to the big brown horse. It looks
     back up at him.

     Jimmy's now face to face with the horse. The horse goes
     back to grazing. Jimmy rubs its head. The police sirens
     getting closer. Darkness closing in.

     Jimmy just keeps patting the horse's head.

     The song's playing.

     The sirens wailing.


68   68.                                                              68

     Later. Still wet and foggy. Jimmy walks up the trailer.

     Sees his mom passed out on the front steps.

     He steps. The song ends.

     He looks at her for a moment.

     Then puts an arm under her, struggles to help her up to her
     feet. You can tell he's done this before.

                       STEPHANIE
                  (coming to; mumbles)
             Greg left me -
                                                                96.


                         JIMMY
             what?

     Jimmy drags his mom inside.

                       STEPHANIE
             We're gonna go to bingo but, he
             came over and said now that he had
             money he, that he couldn’t be with
             someone like me -


69   69.                                                              69

     Jimmy, putting Stephanie down in her unmade bed. Goes to
     take off her wet shoes.

     She gets back up.

                       STEPHANIE
             - I gotta go to bingo it's Friday
             night. Maybe he'll be there -

                        JIMMY
             You ain't goin' nowhere, Mom -
                  (gently pushes her back
                  down)
             And you're better off without 'im.

                       STEPHANIE
                  (snaps)
             Yeah ya know Rabbit it’s your fault
             he left me -

     Stephanie stumbles out of bed.

                       STEPHANIE
             You ruined it, you fuckeditallup -
             that's why Greg really left, it's
             'cause a you, an' now what? Who's
             gonna want me? Where we gonna live?
             we got not money. What about
             Prince?

                         JIMMY
             What?

                       STEPHANIE
             You an' Prince. We can be rich -

                          JIMMY
                     (shakes his head;
                     disgusted)
                                                              97.


              why does everybody keep bringin' up
              Prince all the fuckin' time - ya
              know?
                    (beat)
              - shit. Fuck him and fuck Greg too.

                        STEPHANIE
              No no no. I don't have anybody now,
              James. Why did ya do this to me?
              Why?
                   (pushes Jimmy out)
              Just get the fuck out!

                        JIMMY
              It's pouring rain -

                        STEPHANIE
                   (screaming; pushing)
              I DON'T CARE I WANT YOU OUT OF MY
              FUCKING HOUSE GET OUT GET OUT GET
              OUT GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT OF MY
              FUCKING HOUSE!

     She keeps pushing Jimmy out the door.


70   70.                                                            70

     Night. Jimmy, driving in the rain. A downpour.

     He turns on 96.3. They're playing Wink's song...

     And it's terrible. Bad rhymes. Weak voice.

     Jimmy stares at the radio.

     He shakes his head.

     Can't help but laugh to himself. Future was right.

     Jimmy shuts off the radio.

     Suddenly the car goes black. Cuts off.

     The lights. The steering wheel. The brakes. It's dead.

     Again.

     The Lincoln silently coasts to the side of the road.

     Stops.
                                                                98.


     And Jinny just sits there, in the dark.

                         JIMMY
             Fuck -


71   71.                                                              71

     Jimmy, walking down the dark side of the road. Pouring
     rain. Empty neighborhood. Pouring rain.

     He walks up to Wink's mother's house. Soaking wet. Pears
     voices. Pouring rain. Takes a quick look in the window
     before he heads inside.

     Sees Wink on top of some naked girl.

     Jimmy takes a closer look. Pouring rain wherever he goes.

     The naked girl rolls on top of Wink.

     It's Alex.

     The girl is Alex.

     Alex.

     SPLIT SCREEN:

     CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

     CUT SPLIT SCREEN:

     END SPLIT SCREEN:

                          JIMMY
                     (staring into the sun;
                     drowning)


72   72.                                                              72

     Jimmy, busting into Wink'k mother’s house. Enraged.
     Surprising Wink & Alex on the couch--

     She screams covering herself up.

     Wink pulls up his pants, gets tangled up with Alex.

                       WINK
             Yo, B - I can--
                                                               99.


     Jimmy grabs Wink up off the couch, and slams him onto the
     ground. Starts hitting him. All that rage.

     It isn't a fight. It's a beating.

     Alex stands on the couch, freaking out.

                       ALEX
             Leave him alone - STOP IT!

     Jimmy pounding Wink. Over. And over. And over again.

     It's loud. Wild. And out of control.

     Blood splatters on Jimmy's shirt.

     Alex jumps off the couch, screaming, crying.

     Tries pulling Jimmy off of Wink--

                       ALEX
             LEAVE HIM ALONE! Just fuckin' get
             out! Get out! GET OUT!

     Jimmy gets up, out of breath. Worked up. Looks at her.

     Beat. Beat.

     Beat.

     Is he gonna fucking hit her?

     We hear CONTROL MACHETE bang out ”Si Senior.”

     And Jimmy takes off. Running away.


73   73.                                                             73

     Jimmy running down the dead streets of Wink's mother's
     neighborhood in the cold rain. We still hear the song
     pumping --

                                                       JUMP CUT:

     Jimmy running, crores the street. Almost gets hits by a
     car, slamming on its brakes. Jimmy just keeps running--

                                                       JUMP CUT:

     Running through another shitty neighborhood--
                                                          100.


                                                  JUMP CUT:

                                                          92-

Jimmy runs up to a plain old house on a street called
Novaro. Falling apart porch. Lights on inside. The song
blasting on the soundtrack. Jinny knocks on the door,
screams. Out of breath.

                  JIMMY
        Janeane - fuckin’ Janeane let me in
        - I’M FUCKING SORRY - LET ME IN,
        PLEASE LET ME IN -

He knocks again.

Janeane cracks open the door.

                  JANEANE
        - What are you doing here, Rabbit?

Beat.

Beat.

                  JIMMY
             (catching his breath)
        I dunno. I was runnin' and, and
        this is just where I ended up - and
        I'm sorry, Janeane -
             (beat)
        You were right and, I'm really
        sorry.

She looks at him for a moment -

And shuts the door in his face.

Jimmy just stands there.

He puts his hands in his pockets. Cold. And wet. Feels
something in one of them...

Pulls out the photograph of Wink & Prince.

And rips it up into little pieces.

Throwing it in the air.

Jimmy sits down on the porch steps. Out of the rain.

Exhausted.
                                                              101.


     The song finishes.


74   74.                                                             74

     Later. Jimmy still sitting on the porch. Shivering, And
     cold. The rain's letting up. The white van pulls over in
     front of the house. Dented side. Stereo booming, bass
     thumping. Bright lights shine in Jimmy's face.

     Jimmy just sits there.

     Papa Doc, LC Lyckety-Splyt and the rest of tha Free World
     jump out of the van. They all walk up toward the porch.

     Papa Doc leading the way, his hat pulled down over his
     eyes.

                       PAPA DOC
             Yo wassup, man. You ready to go
             down?

     Jimmy gets up. Sees Alex and Wink get out of the van.

     Wink's a mess. Broken nose. All bloody and shit.

     Jimmy takes a few steps toward Papa Doc.

                          JIMMY
                     (never taking his eyes
                     off Alex)
             What?

     Papa and the rest of tha Free World surround Jimmy. Wink
     makes his way over, blood all over his shirt.

     Alex stays near the van.

                       PAPA DOC
             You heard me. You ready to go?

     Before Jimmy can respond, E, the white guy, hits Jimmy in
     the back of the head.

     Jimmy falls onto his knees.

                       LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
             C’mon, Rabbit, get back up - Get
             up, bitch -

     Jimmy gets up, turns around and smashes E.
                                                              102.


     Then takes a swing at Lyckety-Splyt--

     Papa Doc kicks Jimmy in the balls.

     Jimmy falls onto his knees again. Papa hits him in the
     face.

                       PAPA DOC
             You like talkin’ shit? Huh? You
             fuckin' faggot! You like it?

     Jimmy falls to the ground. And then they're on him like
     animals. Wink too. All six of 'em. Kicking him. Yelling at
     him.

                       LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
             Fuck you muthafucka!

                       PAPA DOC
             Yeah, faggot -

     Jimmy tries to get back up.

     Alex just stands there watching. Silent.

                       WINK
                  (holding his nose;
                  kicking Jinny in the
                  ribs})
             You're gonna fuck with Wink, huh?
             You don't know who you're fucking
             with! You fucking loser -

     The light inside the house goes off. It's now almost pitch
     black. The front lawn lit up only by the van's highbeams.

     Jinny tries to get up again. Drops. Falling.

     Giving up. The ground.

     Going down.

     Letting go.

     Falling, falling.

                                                         CUT TO:


75   75.                                                             75

     The sun rises. The rain's stopped.
                                                            103.


     It's a new day. The next morning. Light.

     Jimmy limps up to the trailer park. His eye black.

     His body beat.

     Instead of running past the entrance like he always does,
     Jimmy just walks right in through the front gate.

     At the busy intersection.

     For the whole fucking world to see.


76   76.                                                           76

     Jimmy limps into the trailer. He looks like shit. Bloody
     shirt. Hurt ribs. Face a mess. Stephanie is in the kitchen,
     pouring milk for Lily's cereal.

     They both look up at him. Horrified.

     And run to him.

                         STEPHANIE
             Ohmygod -

                         LILY
             Jimmy!

     Lily grabs him around the waist. Stephanie hugs him,
     smothering him.

                       JIMMY
                  (winces in pain)
             - Easy, easy, I'm okay. I’m a'ight.
             I gust came by to pick up my stuff
             an1 shit like you wanted -

                       STEPHANIE
             Ohmygod - What happened to you?

                         JIMMY
             I fell -

                       STEPHANIE
             What happened?

                       JIMMY
                  (stronger)
             I fell.
                                                          104.


Stephanie looks at him. He fell,

                  STEPHANIE
        Okay. Okay. Siddown. I'll make ya
        some breakfast -

                  JIMMY
        What?

                  STEPHANIE
        I'm makin' breakfast -

Jimmy goes to the sink to wash up, clean off the blood.

Lily doesn't leave his side.

                  JIMMY
             (to Stephanie)
        What’s gotten into you? I thought
        you wanted me out.

                  STEPHANIE
        - Do you want some goddamn cereal
        or not?

She holds up the milk.

                  JIMMY
        Why the fuck're you in such a good
        mood?

                  STEPHANIE
        I went to bingo last night -

                  JIMMY
        Shit

                  STEPHANIE
        And I won. $3200!

                  JIMMY
        You're fucking kiddin1 me -

                  STEPHANIE
             (tries not to smile;
             can't help it)
        Nope. We’re good -

No eviction.

Jinny looks at her.
                                                             105.


     And busts out laughing.

     Laughing. Laughing so hard he’s almost crying.


77   77.                                                            77

     Later. Jimmy, making his way through a crowded bus.

     There’s one empty seat between two older black women.

     Jinny sits down between them.

     He just sits there looking off, stuck between the two
     women.

     We’re sampling the "5:15" scene from "QUADROPHENIA."
     Jimmy’s weary. And in pain. Riding the bus.

     No fantasy. No music. No love.

     Just reality.

     Sitting on the bus.

     Looking straight ahead.


78   78.                                                            78

     The hotel's basement locker room. Jimmy taking off his
     shirt, getting ready for work. Purple black & blue covering
     his body. Bruised ribs. Chedder Bob’s standing next to him,
     changing out of his uniform. Done for the day.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (staring at Jimmy's
                  bruises)
             - Ya know that fuckin' bitch didn’t
             show up for work. Rabbit. I bet
             she’s gonna get fuckin' fired.

     Jimmy doesn't respond.

                       CHEDDER BOB
             And didya hear old Earl strangled
             some guest yesterday?

                       JIMMY
             What

                       CHEDDER BOB
                                                          106.


        He tried to kill some dude who kept
        snappin' his fingers at 'im -

Chedder Bob tries to get a closer look at Jimmy's ribs.

                  JIMMY
             (pushes him away)
        Fuck off, Chedder Bob -

                  CHEDDER BOB
        C'mon, homes - MC Bob.
             (points to Jimmy’s black
             eye, bruised body)
        And that's some fucked up shit
        right there, Rabbit. You shoulda
        just come by my house. I'da grabbed
        my gun and -
             (mimes shooting off a gun
             in each hand)
        Bam! Bam! Bam! Shoot that Alex
        bitch right in the fuckin' stomach,
        yo - Just like tha Free World got
        it.

Jimmy ignores him, starts putting on his uniform.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        - Ya know there's a battle tonight.
        Rabbit. A big one.

                  JIMMY
        Yeah.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        I also heard you got into a fight
        with Future.

                  JIMMY
        Yeah.

He finishes getting dressed.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        You gonna go down there anyway or
        whatever?

Jimmy glances at himself in the locker room mirror.

Sees his black eye.

                  JIMMY
        - Yeah.
                                                             107.


                  (looks back at Chedder
                  Bob)
             What the fuck.


79   79.                                                            79

     CLOSE ON JIMMY THE BEULMAN, working the front with Paul. He
     looks over to the tea girls serving. Alex isn't there.
     Classical music plays in the background. Alex isn't there.

     Fuckit. Jimmy turns back and opens the door for some
     guests, forcing a smile. Welcoming them to the hotel.

     Mr. Springer walks up.

                       MR. SPRINGER
             - Can I talk to you, Mr. Smith?


80   80.                                                            80

     Mr. Springer's cramped basement office. Jimmy winces when
     he sits down.

                       MR. SPRINGER
             Is everything okay, Mr. Smith?

                       JIMMY
             Yeah. I just fell down some stairs
             an' shit -

     Mr. Springer stares at him.

     Seat.

                       MR. SPRINGER
             Well, you've been on time all week.

                       JIMMY
             - Yeah?
                  (laughs)
             What can I tell ya, it‘s been one
             helluva long week, Mr. Springer -

                       MR. SPRINGER
                  (smiles)
             I don't know if you heard but,
             there was a, an incident with Earl
             -

                       JIMMY
                                                             108.


             Yeah. Did he really try an' kill
             somebody for snapping their fingers
             at 'im?

     Beat.

                       MR. SPRINGER
             - do you really wanna be doing this
             for the rest of your life, Mr.
             Smith?

                       JIMMY
             Not really. But I need the money -

                       MR. SPRINGER
             Okay then. You can have Earl's
             shifts. You've earned it -

     Jimmy nods his head yes. Hides a smile.

                       MR. SPRINGER
             Good. I need you to work tonight.

                        JIMMY
             Tonight?

     The phone rings. We hear CURTIS MAYFIELD & LAURYN HILL sing
     "Here But I’m Gone" on the soundtrack.

                       MR. SPRINGER
             Do you want the extra shifts or
             not, Mr. Smith?


81   81.                                                            81

     Later. Jimmy's leaving a room on the 7th floor with the
     luggage cart, stuffing some money into his pocket. The
     guest closes the door behind him. We still hear Curtis &
     Lauryn.

     Jimmy walks down the hall...

     Passes by room 722.

     The room he fucked Alex in.

     The door's open.

     Jimmy stops. Takes a peek inside.

     The maid is cleaning the bathroom, just out of sight.
                                                               109.


     The closet doors are all open.

     Empty.


82   82.                                                              82

     CLOSE ON jimmy, riding the elevator.

     Going down. The song plays on.


83   83.                                                              83

     Jimmy walks outside of the hotel. Out into the cold night.

     Paul’s leaning against the wall waiting for a ride,
     checking up & down the street, smoking a cigarette. The
     song ends.

                        JIMMY
              - Big plans tonight?

                        PAUL
              Just goin' fencing with some
              friends. But they're late - Why're
              you still here?

                        JIMMY
              I'm pickin' up Earl’s shift -

                        PAUL
                   (laughs)
              Crazy what happened, huh?

     Paul snaps his fingers, Jimmy laughs, stands there for a
     moment. You can see their breath white in the cold.

     Paul offers him a drag off his cigarette.

     Jimmy takes it. Smokes.

                        JIMMY
              - Yo Paul - You ever get tired of
              takin’ shit from everybody, people
              always tryin1 to label you?

     Hands the cigarette back to Paul.

                        PAUL
              Nah. I don't give a shit what
              anybody says.
                                                            110.


                  (beat)
             Except for Chedder Bob. That guy
             drives me nuts -

                       JIMMY
                  (laughs)
             Yeah. Me too -

     Beat.

                       PAUL
             - Were you in a fight or something?

                       JIMMY
             Yeah. These six fucking guys jumped
             me. Kicked my ass, whatever.

                       PAUL
             That's fucked. You gonna get 'em
             back?

                       JIMMY
             Shit yeah. But they down at the
             Shelter tonight and I wanna battle
             'em first, ya know - rip those
             motherfuckers from head to toe -

     Paul finishes his cigarette. Flicks it away,

                       PAUL
             Hey if ya want, I'll cover for ya.

                       JIMMY
             Really?

                       PAUL
             Yeah, Lucky for you, my friends are
             late, so -

     Beat.

                       JIMMY
                  (looks at Paul; smiles)
             - Thanks, man. Just for a couple
             hours, yo - I'll come right back.


84   84.                                                           84

     Jimmy hustles down the street to the Shelter. Back in his
     own clothes. Out of breath. In pain. There's a mob scene
     out front waiting to get in. Twice the size of the last
     crowd.
                                                          111.


He passes by Sol, DJ Iz and Chedder Bob, who's drinking
from a brown paper bag.

                  CHEDDER BOB
             (sees him; calls out)
        Yo Rabbit - wait up!

Jimmy doesn't stop. Keeps on moving, heading down the dark
alley next to the club.

The other guys follow after him.

                  SOL
        Damn, B - We gon fuck up Wink or
        what? I heard he's sayin' you blew
        up 'cause they didn't want you down
        at Paisley Park -

                  DJ IZ
             (to Sol)
        - but all our shit’s still at
        Wink's house, yo. If we had our own
        studio we wouldn't need Prince and-
        -

                  SOL
        Just shutthefuckup, Iz.

                  CHEDDER BOB
        Don't worry. Rabbit - I got your
        back, I know the real reason you
        blew up, right?

                  JIMMY
             (snaps)
        - I don't wanna hear any more a
        that shit!

                  SOL
        Yo what's the matter, Rabbit?

They're at the back door. Jimmy stops. Looks at his
friends.

                  JIMMY
        - Can't I ever get any fuckin'
        privacy?

                  SOL
        Yeah. Cool -

                  CHEDDER BOB
        Yeah. Can I come?
                                                              112.


                       JIMMY
                  (looks at Chedder Bob for
                  a moment; smiles)
             - sure, "MC" Bob.


85   85.                                                             85

     Jimmy, sitting backstage on a cheap folding-chair dissin'
     Chedder Bob. Practicing his freestyle. Making fun of him.
     People coming & going all around them in the small
     backstage area.

     Jimmy's flowing, Chedder Bob just sits there drinking,
     taking it- Loving it. Seeing how Jimmy rhymes.

     He takes a break.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (drunk)
             - Ya know I love you, Rabbit.

                       JIMMY
             Yo, stop. I don't wanna hear that.

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Hey whaddaya want for your
             birthday?

     Papa Doc, LC Lyckety-Splyt, E and the other two guys from
     tha Free World walk backstage. They stop when they see
     Jimmy and Chedder Bob.

     Chedder Bob jumps to his feet. Jimmy doesn't.

     He just sits there. Cool.

                       LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
             Looky who it is - You really goo
             try an' battle us, black eye bitch?
             You should be afraid, very afraid -

     Jimmy nods his head, smiles a little. Like a guy who knows
     something. Doesn't say shit.

                       LC LYCKETY-SPLYT
             Didn't you already die out there on
             stage?
                  (opens his mouth fc
                  nothing comes out;
                  choking)
             - Didn't he, E? Looks dead to me.
                                                          113.


                       E
             Got a black eye.

                       PAPA DOC
             Yo, some guys jus' like gettin'
             their ass kicked - right, Rabbit?

                       JIMMY
                  (still sitting down)
             - Yeah that's why it took six a you
             motherfuckers. What kinda pussy
             shit is that?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Yeah. And how's your car?

     The Future comes backstage.

     Papa Doc just walks away.

                       PAPA DOC
                  (laughing at Jimmy)
             We'll see you on stage, faggot -

     The rest of tha Free World follows after him.

     Future looks at Jimmy's face.

     Shakes his head.

                       JIMMY
                  (to Future)
             - I gotta get some fuckin' privacy.

     Jimmy and Future hanging in the desolate bathroom.

     Sack where we started.


86   86.                                                         86

     Under the harsh green fluorescent light.

                       FUTURE
             - You know I didn't! like that
             wthafucka Wink from jump, yo.
             Fucking backstabber. That Judas'll
             get his, youknowhatlmsayin' -

                        JIMMY
                                                            114.


             Yeah. An1 I'm sorry about all that
             shit I said before. You know I
             didn't mean it - I just,-- ya know
             -

                       FUTURE
             Yeah. I know. I didn’t even trip,
             yo. I’m all about forgiveness now.
             Let's go fuck ’em up -

                       JIMMY
             Fuckit. I'm gonna battle ’em first
             -

                       FUTURE
                  (smiles)
             - We gon flip the script on this
             shit for real now, Jimmy - Aren’t
             we?

     Jimmy nods his head- He knows what time it is.

     He slips on his headphones, bounces up & down to the music.

     Bouncing.

     Bouncing.

     Bouncing.

     Bouncing.

     Bouncing.

                       FUTURE
                  (Lights a cigarette)
             - Yo you got Lyckety-Splyt in the
             first round. You okay wit' that?

     Bouncing.

                       JIMMY
             - I don’t give a fuck who it is. Ya
             know?


87   87.                                                           87

     Jimmy walks on stage. Under the toxic glare of the lights.
                                                          115.


People crowded along the edges. The DJ spinnin'. The big
scoreboard clocks on the wall set at 60. LC Lyckety-Splyt's
already there, standing next to Future. Shit-eating grin on
his skinny little face.

We see the crowd from Jimmy's point of view. It's a mob
scene. Rowdy. Overflowing. Electric. People get ready.

Jinny sees Alex hanging out with Wink (white bandage over
his nose), Papa Doc and the other two Free world black
guys.

Everybody looking at him.

Future smiles Jimmy's way and introduces Lyckety-Splyt.

He's going first.

The DJ lays down a beat -

And LC Lyckety-Splyt's all over Jimmy.

Freestylin' about--

1. Jimmy's failure in the last battle.

2. Jimmy being white.

3. Jimmy's black eye.

Jimmy just bobs his head to the beat, looking down, not
reacting to a thing Lyckety-Splyt spits.

The clocks tick down to 0. The crowd shouts.

Lyckety-Splyt laughs.

It's now Jimmy's turn. All the lights are on hint.
Blinding.

The Future hands him the mic.

Some people start booing.

Yell shit at him.

Booing Jimmy.

Jimmy bounces, collecting his thoughts, tuning out the
world.

Not hearing it. This is it. It's just him.
                                                               116.


     The beat.

     Beat.

     And Jimmy just goes off —

     All the anger pouring out of every muscle in his body.

     Into this moment. Forgetting about his pain.

     Jimmy's spitting fire.

     Right up in Lyckety-Splyt's face.

     Ripping into him.

     Destroying him.

     Cutting him.

     If words could kill.

     He's so good.

     Jimmy finishes.

     Beat.

     And the crowd goes fucking crazy. Much louder than they
     were for LC Lyckety-Splyt, Vocal. Approving. Screaming.

     Jimmy won the round!

     The Future laughs.

     And Jinny just walks off stage, passing by the Big Bad Dude
     from the beginning of the movie. They pound fists.

     The dude knows who he is now.


88   88.                                                              88

     Jinny makes his way through the noise and the crush,
     heading toward the bathroom. He sees Alex still with Wink,
     Papa Doc and the other guys.

     Jimmy and Alex make eye contact through all the bodies in
     traffic.

     Beat. A moment.
                                                               117.


     She smiles at him, awkward. And gives him the finger.

     Flirting.

     Jimmy just laughs at her. Puts on his headphones.

     And walks away.

     CLOSE ON JIMMY, walking away. Laughing.

     Never looking back.

     Holding his head up, black eye and all.

                                                         CUT TO:


89   89.                                                              89

     Later. Jimmy, battling E on stage.

     In a zone. Fast. Flowing.

     Clear & strong.

     Touching a higher self.

     Time up.

     The crowd fucking loves it.

     He exchanges pounds with Future, who takes the mic and
     hands it to E.

     E's up.

     Starts freestyling--

     And Jimmy sits down on the stage.

     CLOSE ON JIMMY, just sitting there. Quiet. Looking out at
     all the people. Ignoring E's rap. Not hearing it.

     Not listening. Not caring. We stay on Jimmy the whole time.

     E finishes. Scattered applause. Jimmy won again.

     Jimmy gets up, walks off.

     Sol, DJ Iz and Chedder Bob greet him at the edge of the
     stage. They all gather around him.
                                                   118.


     Future runs up.

                       FUTURE
             - You are a fucking genius, man.
             You in the finals, Jim. You an'
             Papa Doc. Yessir, it's a fucking
             blessing, youhearwhatImsayin'?

                       SOL
             You're gonna whoop that nigga's ass
             -

                       DJ IZ
             He ain’t got no vocabulary.

     Jimmy nods his head, game face on.

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (still drunk)
             - You worried about what he's gonna
             say, Rabbit?

                       JIMMY
             What?

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Like about Wink & that Alex bitch
             gettin' it on ya know - And ya know
             you not goin' to Paisley Park and
             them heatin' you up and ya know
             givin' you a black eye and shit -

     Beat. Jimmy doesn't respond,

                       FUTURE
                  (pushes Chedder Bob)
             Yo - shutthefuckup, fool!


90   90.                                                  90

     The finals. The crowd's in a frenzy.

     Jimmy vs. Papa Doc.

     Both of them on stage.

     Neither one looking at the other.

     The showdown.

     This is it.
                                                          119.


Future hypes the championship.

                  FUTURE
        Give it up y'all - The championship
        round, for the right to take my
        place as host on all the open mic
        battles. That's the sweetest part
        about it, youknowhatlmsayin'?

CLOSE ON JIMMY, head already down. Staring at the floor.

Lost in his own world. Total concentration on his face.

He hears Future finish. Jimmy looks back up.

People scream. Shout. Ready for blood.

And Future introduces him.

Jimmy's up first--

The DJ lays down the beat...

And Jimmy pauses.

He stares at Papa Doc.

Long,

And hard.

Suddenly a smile comes to Jimmy’s face. A shining sun.

Beat.

And Jimmy freestyles about himself, from his side--

1. About not going to Paisley Park - how it's not real.

2. About getting his ass kicked - by 6 guys.

3. About Wink fucking Alex - and how she blew him in a
closet.

About all the bullshit.

Making fun of it all.

Taking away all of Papa Doc’s material.

And turning it back on himself.
                                                            120.


     He's a genius.

     Letting everybody know he just doesn’t give a fuck.

     About anything.

     He's found his true voice.

     He kills. Finishes.

                          JIMMY
                     (yells out at the
                     audience, giving them all
                     the finger)
                Fuck you - You dunno who I am? I
                know who I am -

     The crowd goes nuts. Bouncing off the walls. High-fiving
     and screaming joy. All horn again.

     Future can't stop laughing. He hands the mic to Papa Doc.

     Papa Doc just stands there. The beat goes on.

     The crowd still wild over Jimmy.

     And Papa Doc just stands there.

     Stares out at the crowd.

     Freezes.

     He's got nothing.

     He knows he‘s already beat.

     It's over.


91   91.                                                           91

     The lights come up. Hight over. Jimmy and his friends walk
     through the crowd. They're jumping up fc down all around
     him, so excited. Shouting his name out loud, laughing,
     barking, "B-RABBIT! B-RABBIT’ B-RABBIT?"

     Everybody else reaching out wanting to congratulate Jimmy,
     tell him how good he is, loving him, basking in his glow.

     Jimmy just keeps walking out. Not getting caught up in it
     all.
                                                               121.


92   92.                                                              92

     The crowd flowing out of the club. Hanging outside.

     Freezing. Buzzing, Jimmy and his crew make their way
     through all the people,

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Yo where we headed, Rabbit?

                       DJ IZ
             You on your way, hoy -

                       SOL
             Gonna get that big deal now fa sho
             -

                       CHEDDER BOB
             Yeah. Fuck Wink. Fuck Prince. Fuck
             tha Free World, RU486 IS THE
             FUCKING SHIT!

     Jimmy heads off, leaving the crowd and the club behind.

     The guys follow.

                       JIMMY
             I gotta get back to work, yo -

                       SOL
                  (laughs)
             C'man, dawg. I told that girl from
             the laundromat who wasn’t that good
             lookin' we'd meet up with her later
             - I need a second opinion, yo -

                       CHEDDER BOB
                  (excited)
             Yeah. We gonna get all the hot
             bitches now you won, Rabbit!

                       FUTURE
             Cool that, cool that. That was some
             alien shit ya did back there, man -
             youknowhatimsayin' ?

                       DJ IZ
             No doubt, no doubt, he's the new
             host -

                       JIMMY
                  (keeps walking)
             Fuckit.
                                                          122.


             (to Chedder Bob)
        MC Bob, you can be the new host.
        I’m late for work, yo. I'll see you
        guys tomorrow -

The guys stop. Don’t know what to say.

Jimmy just keeps walking down the street into the winter
night.

Beat.

Future runs after him. Catches up.

                  FUTURE
        - You okay, Jimmy?

                  JIMMY
        Yeah - I’m just done wit' all the
        bullshit, ya know what I'm sayin'?

                  FUTURE
        - yeah. I think I do.

Jimmy and Future walk down the street together:

                  JIMMY
        - Yo Fuche, you ever seen a horse
        before?

                  FUTURE
        You mean like the four legged kind?

                  JIMMY
        Yeah -

                  FUTURE
        Why?

Beat.

                  JIMMY
        Fuckit, man - I gotta run.

Jinny says goodbye to the Future, and takes off running
down the street. On his own.

Away from his friends.

Away from the crowd.

Away from the club.
                                                          123.


Running by himself down the dirty streets of Detroit.

Heading in the opposite direction of everybody else.

Sweet wind licks his face. Cold breath slips his mouth.

We hear our closing credit song.

And the scene beings to ANIMATE.

But this tine he isn't a superhero flying up in the sky.

This time he's just plain Jimmy. Running.

A little smile comes to Jimmy's face.

He runs, feet solid on the ground.

Faster.

Lighter.

Free.

He runs, Jimmy runs.