:49:02
No more city slickers.
:49:04
Can't you smell
that sweet aroma...
:49:09
of high cotton...
:49:11
and ripe watermelon?
:49:13
Nigga, now don't you
get me to sniffin'.
:49:17
Why don't you show us
some of them educated feets?
:49:22
Cousins, first, second,
third, and distant...
:49:26
why don't you let Mantan
take you back to a simpler time?
:49:29
A time when men was men...
:49:32
and women was women...
:49:34
and nigras knew they place.
:49:39
Cousins, I want you all
to go to your windows.
:49:43
Open 'em up.
:49:44
Go to your windows
and yell out...
:49:46
"I'm tired of the drugs.
:49:47
"I'm tired of the crack babies
born out of wedlock...
:49:52
"to crackhead
AlD-infested parents.
:49:54
"I'm tired of
the inflated welfare rolls...
:49:58
"while good
wholesome Americans...
:50:00
"bring less and less
of their paycheck home...
:50:04
"every two weeks."
:50:05
That's a long time, too.
:50:06
I'm tired. You're tired.
We're all tired...
:50:10
of all these so-called,
Bible-thumpin'...
:50:14
Swing down, sweet low
:50:15
God-fearin'...
:50:17
G.P., are you with me?
:50:18
whore-mongling
professional athletes.
:50:22
You's a fine motherfucker, baby,
back that ass up.
:50:25
Cousins, I want you
to go to your windows...
:50:27
yell out, scream with all
the life you can muster up...
:50:30
inside your bruised, battered,
assaulted bodies...
:50:34
"I'm sick and tired
of niggers...
:50:35
"and I'm not gonna
take it anymore!"
:50:38
That boy something else.
Once he get to talkin'--
:50:43
Lord, have mercy.
He done did it again.
:50:46
Let me get him on up.
I got something for him.
:50:48
Watch this.
Like a mad streak.
:50:51
Got to do my watermelon patch.
Running Man.
:50:54
Got to do the running slave.
Watch this.
:50:59
Doctor don't know nothing
about these.