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This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine This little light of mine - You know - I'm gonna let it shine - Whoa - This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Let it shine, let it shine - Let it shine - Oh, yeah - Jesus told me - You know my Jesus told me - He said it's time to let my... - Let my moonlight shine - Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh - Jesus - Oh - Told me Whoa! Young lady, what is wrong with you? You just cut out all that wild gyration and blues shoutin' in here. Ain't the Fourth of July picnic, and you ain't singin'... with Mr. Bootsy Whitelaw and his slide trombone. Show the Lord a little more respect. Do you understand me? Do you understand me? Uh, "bright light", from "bright light". Bright light, my little light - I'm gonna let it shine - Oh Bright light, my little light I'm gonna let it shine - My bright light - My pretty little light I'm gonna let it shine Let it shine, let it shine - Gonna let it shine, oh, yeah - Let it shine - Oh, this little light of mine - This little light of mine - Oh, yeah - I'm gonna let it shine - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah - This little light of mine - Yeah, yeah - I'm gonna let it shine - Oh-oh-oh-oh - This little light of mine - Oh, yeah - I'm gonna let it shine - Let it shine, let it shine - Shine Let it shine I can't stay here and let him beat me like that. You understand what I'm sayin' to you? I tell you, I'm sick of that man! - I ain't lettin' him beat me no more. - Girl, you better... ...come back here. - You take care of Anna Mae, you understand? - I won't! I'm not goin' to unless you help. - You take care of her. - It's too much trouble to take care of both of'em. - You can't leave Anna Mae here! - You can't leave her! - Take care of my baby! You goddamn bitch! She took Alline and not me. How could she? Don't you worry about a thing. You're gonna stay with grandma, ya hear? When is she coming back to get me? She ain't, honey. She just ain't. - Lord, what I'm gonna do with another teenager? - Well, she's not my mistake. Alline, don't get fresh with me. I'm not gettin' fresh, mama. I wonder what she look like now. Probably look like that damn no-good daddy of hers. Now, you said you wasn't gonna start today. Mama, please... - What, y'all don't recognize your own kin? - Anna Mae! - Alline! - My God, is it her? - Oh, Anna Mae! - Anna Mae? - Mama, look at her. - Hi, sweetie, how ya doin'? - Hi, ma. - Look it here, you ain't nothin' but skin and bones. Come here. - All right, all right. D'ya have a good ride, sweetie? - Yes, ma'am. Well, what'd ya bring with you, baby, some bags? You got some bags? Oh, over... th-that big brown one right there. - I'll get it. - All right, come on. - All right, come on. - How'd you ever get so tall? You know what? I kept all your letters, Alline. I'm sorry we missed grandma's funeral. - You know, by the time we heard, Anna Mae, it was... - Yeah, I know. - Mama, can I borrow some of your new perfume? - Go ahead on, girl. And that was some fine sweet potato pie, baby. - Your grandma teach you how to cook? - Who else? Now, wait a minute, wait a minute, Anna Mae. Sit down. Sit down. Now, Anna Mae, I know I wasn't around... but believe me, honey, you was too young to understand... what was goin' on with your daddy and me. Did Alline understand? She ain't that much older than me. Now, don't think you gonna come live in my house... and make me feel bad. You gonna pull your weight, girl. This ain't just some party town, ya hear? Yes, ma'am. Now, we all got jobs. Tomorrow you start lookin'. You headin' for the club, Alline? Mm-hmm. Reggie gonna meet me there and wait for me till I'm ready to go. - I want you to take Anna. - Mama, I got to work. - Reggie don't want nobody... - Well, I have a date. Go on, Anna Mae. Put on a dress. I need some privacy. And, Anna Mae, look a-here. Don't you get any ideas, baby girl. I'm the only sinner in this house. Okay? Well, I got a girl, she lives up on the hill - Alline! Come on, Anna Mae. Well, I got a girl, she lives up on the hill - Excuse me! Girl! Well, she moves mighty quick Lord, but I love her still Oh, boy Gonna jump for joy Yeah, man, have you had your baby, boy My baby bought me a brand new choo-choo toy - There you are. Anna Mae, this is Fross. This is Spider. - You already met Reggie. - Spider? - Yeah, Spider. - I play piano for the revue. - Anna Mae Bullock. Anna. That's a pretty name, little girl. He's back! That's right, Ike Turner and the Kings of Rhythm. All right! You hear of jalopies and the noise they make Let me introduce my rocket 88 Yes, it's great just one wing Everybody love my rocket 88 Gonna ride in style movin' all along It's got the v-8 motor with a modern design Convertible top and the girls don't mind Rollin' with me ridin' all around town for joy Play that thing. Come on, step in my rocket don't be late Baby, we're pullin' out 'bout half past eight We're goin' around the corner and get us a fifth Everybody in my car gonna take a little nip Movin' on out boozin' and cruisin' along All right! I know you love me, baby Yeah! But you never tell me so - Yeah, over here! - Here, Ike! I know you love me, baby But you never tell me so If you don't tell me you love me - Swing it. - Oh, yeah, swing it. - I'm gonna pack my rags and go All right now, who's gonna help me out now, huh? Ike! I live across the street from the jukebox, baby l... Every time they spin that record, baby Oh, Alline, they're just awful! How come they get up? Please, girl. Every woman in here wanna sing with Ike's band. He's got a reputation. No, not from his looks. - Ikey! - Always make me think of you Well, he been with 'bout every woman in here. He's somethin' else. One song in particular, baby Always stays on my mind There's one particular song, baby Always stays on my mind Every time you play it, baby I just break down and cry Oh, no, no, no, Mr. Turner, I'll wear it out. - Oh, there's one little song in particular, baby - Is that Anna Mae in there? Always stays on my mind Yes, one little song... Aha, I knew it! You been bit by the bug. You been bit by the Ike Turner bug! - You got the flu. - Shut up, Alline! - Come on. - Shut up! Come on, now. Leave her alone. There's been some lonely, lonely nights Baby, yes, since you've been gone Lay my head on my pillow How I cried... - Lord, Anna Mae, I told you not to borrow the white dress. - Oh, my! - Is anyone sittin' here? You stick around, Anna Mae... 'cause I'd like to take you out after the last set. Breakfast. For breakfast? Well, all right. Yes, you know that I love you Oh, I see, hmm. So you a big girl now, huh? Well... I hope you know what comes along with that territory. Can I get you something to drink? - Coca-Cola, please. - Why, certainly, ma'am. All right now, who's gonna help me out now? Me! I live across the street from the jukebox, baby All night they play the blues - Gee whiz! - And when they spin that record, baby You know it makes me think of... I love you, Ike! - Come on. Pass it up! - That's not gonna help me. Come on now. Must be somebody out there who'll sing tonight. Come on, baby! Come on. You ain't deaf. Bring the microphone. Here! - She's a nobody. - Here, here, here! - Stacy. Here, right here. - What you want, girl? Right here. Give it to my sister. Give it to Anna Mae. Go on, Anna Mae. Girl, go on now. You've been practicin' in the bathroom enough! Go on. That's right. I know you love me, baby But you never tell me so I know you love me, baby But you never tell me so If you don't tell me you love me I'm gonna pack my rags and go - Baby! - Girl! Oh, I live on the street from the jukebox, baby All night long they play the blues I live across the street from the jukebox, baby All night long they play the blues Every time they spin that record Honey, it makes me think of you Ohhh And there's just one thing in particular, baby Always sticks in my mind Yes, one little song in particular, baby Always sticks in my mind And every time they play it, baby I start right in to cry Oh, please don't leave me, baby Yeah! That girl can sing! Whoo, Lord, give it to her! - It was really good! - Do you want a refill? - White people eat here? - Yeah. Mm-hmm. Spider, get going. - Where'd Spider go? - Oh, I sent him to get me some cigarettes. - Oh, yeah? - What's wrong? Ain't you never been in a restaurant before? - Of course! - Coffee? - That's all right. That's all right. Forget it. - Here you are, miss. - Thank you. - Mm-hmm. I thought you ran out of smokes. - Yeah, well, uh... - Here's your silverware. - Ready to order? - Look here, I'm gonna have the steak and eggs, over easy. And, uh, be sure to get whatever you want, hear? - Miss? - Uh, could I have a steak? Okay. Mmm-mm-mm. Anna Mae! Girl, you shocked the hell out of me. Where a little woman like you get such a big voice? You had them folks tore down in there, like... let me put it to you this way. See, it's like you sang like a man. I mean, you all woman. You all woman. Any man can see that, but... girl, it's like you got your own particular way of gettin' a song out ya. It's unique. You got your own unique sound. See, that's what sells records. Whoo, you got a flair. Oh, yeah, you definitely got a flair, now. Do you have a... a flair? A flair? Yes, I do. Matter of fact, I got a flair for writin' songs, and, uh... I also have a flair for makin' singers famous. - What do you mean? - The people that's come up with me... folks that sang in my revue, lot of'em went on to be big time. After they with me, they'd, you know, they'd take off. But that's all right, though. That's all right. That's all fixin' to change. - Steak. - I got a new singer in mind. Oh, yeah? He good? Oh, yes, indeed. She is real good. Matter of fact, she's very good. He say he want me to be his new singer. What's she talkin' about now? - He told you that? - Uh-huh. - Who? - Ike, mama! Ike Turner! And he gave you his address to come around and rehearse... - Oh, Lord! - What's a Ike Turner? Anna Mae, get your gullible country ass out of the clouds. He does that to all the girls. That's his line. You know what I'm sayin'? Alline, how come this string of pearls is shorter? Did you cut off my pearls, girl? This is tighter around my neck. Maybe it's all them chitlins you ate. - Don't get smart with me, miss Alline. - What? Who is that in a red convertible? Red convertible? Mornin'. May I speak to your mother, please? - My mother? - Anna Mae Bullock's mother... Mrs. Bullock, does she live here? - I'm her mother. - This is Anna Mae's mother! Y'all believe that? - I can't believe that. - No. My goodness! What's a fine young thing like you doin' with two grown daughters? Hey, miss Alline. - Uh, how can I help you, Mr... - Turner. Ike Turner. The Kings of Rhythm. We play down at the Club Royal every... Listen, Mrs. Bullock. Uh, Anna Mae sang at the club last night. - She knocked everybody out. - Oh, sure did. Mr. Turner say I got a flair, mama. - The kind that would sell records. - Mama, Anna Mae can sing. I didn't pay for Anna Mae to come all the way up here... from Nutbush, Tennessee, to be wastin' time with a bunch of musicians. Well, wait a minute, mama. It wasn't like that. Anna Mae... - Alline, take Anna Mae in the back. - But, mama... Yes, ma'am. - Come on, Anna Mae. - Go on, girl. Mr. Turner, I don't know what you had in mind, but, uh... this little girl's gonna be a nurse... and bring a steady paycheck in this house. Yes, ma'am, but, uh, Miss Bullock... did you ever see a nurse drivin' an automobile as fine as mine? Me, neither. May I? Now, look here, if you let Anna Mae work with me... I guarantee you she'll be makin' big money in no time. You tellin' me Anna Mae sing that good? Put it like this: I could get anybody in St. Louis to sing in my band, but I want her. Think about it. Let her come to a few rehearsals. Let me work with her. You're welcome to sit in if you like. You have my word as a gentleman she'll be under my protection. You know, I noticed my boys... crushed some of your flowers accidentally outside. That should cover the damages. We'll be expectin' her around 7:00 this evening. It's been a pleasure meeting you, Miss Bullock, and... you have a nice day. Make me over Make me nice And when I'm done Oh, I wanna be right I wanna be made ov... Anna Mae, you're gonna have to sing rougher. You hear me? Rougher! From here. Okay? All right. We gonna take it from the top. Here we go. And one, two, three, and... I'm talkin' to the priest - Rougher, Anna Mae. The high priest - Come on. Rougher. And everybody out there in the universe If what I'm sayin' is wrong - I don't understand what you mean by "rougher". Tell me what to say - What's "rougher" mean? - Sing. 'Cause I wanna be made over - Now you got that girl screamin' like a maniac. - Yes, ma'am. Keep singin', Anna Mae. - That don't make no sense to me. Look here.That's what sells records, Mrs. Bullock. Look, do you want a drink? - Yeah, I want a drink, but I wanna watch this rehearsal. - Keep singin'. Come on. I'll get you a drink in the back. Come on, Alline. - Come on. I'll get you a drink. - I wanna watch this rehearsal. Give me a liniment and wash me clean Make me over Make me nice And when I'm done Oh, I wanna be right Hey, Lord, make me over I wanna be made over Hey, Lord, make me over I wanna be made over Make me over I wanna be made over - All right, girl. From here. I wanna go places - Oh, let me hear it. Oh, I wanna do some things - Yeah! I wanna be a star Oh, I wanna have a big name And in my heart let beauty reign And when I'm done Oh, I wanna have fame Oh, Lord, make me over I wanna be made over - Lets go, baby. Oh, Lord, make me over - All right! Go ahead, Anna. - I wanna be made over - Make me over - I wanna be made over - Wanna be made over - I wanna be made over - Make me over - I wanna be made over - Wanna be made over - Oh, Lord, make me over - Make me over Come on, keep goin'! - Oh, Lord, make me over - Make me over Lord, make me nice Lord, make me good - And give me power - Make me over - Give me love - Wanna be made over - Give me voluptuousness - Make me over I wanna be made over All right, bye-bye. Hey. Hey, hey, hey. Fross, Fross, tell them to be quiet, huh? Y'all look here. Uh, we're fixin' to go on tour. That's right. We're goin' on tour. Which means my name's gonna be on this thing... which means any time you fuck up a step... you fuckin' with my good reputation, you understand? Uh, Jackie, you was 15 minutes late to rehearsal today, wasn't you? - Well... - Well, a five-dollar fine. What you laughing at, Spider? You ain't but that far... from not even having a job your damn self. All right, now, y'all look here. It's gonna be Anna Mae's first run out the startin' gate. - All right. - I want all y'all to pitch in, help her out, do what you can, all right? All right. - All right. - All right. - Yeah, hey, Lorraine! - I'm sick and tired of this shit, Ike. Lorraine. W-w-wait, wait, wait, wait. - Now, now, come on, now. - We finally get paid... and he invents a new way to take it back. And he wants everybody to help her out. - He sure got a sudden case of the niceness. - Yeah, I wonder why. I guess he caught it from that new swing in somebody's ass. Come on. He's with Lorraine. Lorraine! Oh, honey, please. Lorraine was Ike's last gig. He's always bookin' ahead. Now, you watch yourself. Ike's got a thing for every young heifer sticks her butt out. - Yeah, you wish he did. - Come on, Anna Mae. Let's go. All right, in a sec, okay? - Hey, now. - I was, uh, just about to go home... but I wanted to, you know, say good night. Well, don't go nowhere yet. Come on. Sit down. Let me talk to you. You know, you got the prettiest smile. You do. Come on. Open your mouth for me. Mmm, you ain't been to the dentist before, have you? Huh, what? I said you ain't been to the dentist before, have you? I'm gonna have Fross carry you to the dentist in the morning. You got a lot of cavities back there. All right? - All right. - All right. And, uh, look here, its kinda late for you to be goin' home. I want you to stay here tonight. I got a room in the back. It's all made up for you, and don't you worry about it. I'm gonna call your mama and let her know you're stayin' here, okay? - All right. - Why don't you go on back there? Go on. - Good night. - Good night. What the fuck is goin' on here? Lorraine, don't. Please don't. You ain't even worth the bullet. - Lorraine! Lorraine! - What's the matter? Hey! - Lorraine! Lorraine! - Lorraine! Open the door! Open, open the door! Oh, shit! Lorraine! Anna Mae! Anna Mae! Hey, Fross! - Hey, Fross, get up here, man! - What's goin' on? - Hey! - Oh, shit! What happened? - Hey, call an ambulance. - You drove me to this, Ike. I'll get an ambulance. You, you stay with her. - Ike, Junior, go back downstairs now. - Hey, hey, hey! Watch him, Ike! Watch him, Ike! Y'all just go home, please. All right, Ike, let's go. Ike. Come on. Let's go. We got to go. How's Lorraine? Is she... Well, she's fine. She's gonna be all right. Doctor says sh-she gonna, she gonna pull through just fine. Uh, are you okay? Yeah, I'm fine. Yeah, I'm gonna be okay. Damn. I can't stand hospitals, man. My daddy got holes kicked in his stomach. Took him three long years to die. And you could, could smell his insides. 'Cause he was messin' around with some gangster's woman. Can't stand hospitals, man. I'm sorry. - I-I need to go. - Come on, Anna Mae. Don't go nowhere now. Don't leave me by myself. I can't be by myself tonight. - But Lorraine, she's your wife. - No, we ain't married. We ain't never been married. I just can't make her happy no more. Things could change. I mean, maybe... maybe... y'all can work it out. No. She did the worst thing you could do to anybody like me. She stopped believin' in me. See, I got dreams, Anna Mae. I got dreams that's bigger than St. Louis. And she can't touch me like you do. She don't make me feel the way you do. I can't even talk to her. You're the only one. You're the onliest one I could talk to like this. You know, just like everybody else... I done tried to help out in my whole life... she done left me. I wouldn't do that... what those other people did to you, leave you. - I would never do that. - I know. - Never. - I know. Ike Turner! Oh, look, look, look! Oh, man! Oh, shit! - Hey, look here, y'all. - What's up? I want y'all to take Anna down to this beauty shop here. Get her a bleach job, you know, like Marilyn Monroe. Like, like the lady on the poster up there. Get her hair did like that, all right? - Okay. Come on, come on. - Come on, Marilyn. - Come on, come on. Hurry up. - Where? Right here. Grab this bag. Come on. Let's go. Hey, Anna Mae, what d'ya think, honey? Is it me, girl? - Hey, what's the matter with you? - Nothin'. I just didn't think we'd be, uh, playin' in a place like this, ya know. What, thought we'd be playin' at Carnegie fuckin' Hall? From what I heard about Ike, baby, the shit's about to hit the fan. Girl, now you know Ike'll work the fuck outta you. - Do I detect a note of bitterness? - It's a gig. And you know what they say about Ike. Oh, chil', don't mind me. I'm just havin' a little fun. Now, Anna Mae, what's that do doin' back there? It's lookin' kinda orange. - No, girl, it's supposed to look like that. - Hey, you the singer? - Yeah. - But you gotta have more up there. Oh, she'll get bigger the way she's been eatin'. Yeah, Anna Mae, we scared to eat around ya. - Girl, your appetite done picked up lately. - I noticed that too. Noticed it? Honey, Ray Charles could see it. Uh-oh, what? Darlene! Look what you did, girl. Now look at that! Now, you know you need an ass whoopin'! Anna Mae! Anna Mae, get your butt out here, girl! Rock me, baby Rock me all night long Rock me, baby - Rock me, baby - I said I want you to Rock me, baby Rock me all night long Rock me, baby Rock me, baby I want you to rock me Like my back ain't got no bone Then I want you to roll me, daddy Like you roll your flour dough Mmm, I want you to roll me, daddy Like you roll your flour dough I want you to roll me Till I want no more Oh, play guitar. Oooh! Hey, little Ann, girl, you were slick! Baby, you blew those people way out. You were wonderful! Girl, girl, I'll tell you! Mmm-mmm. All right now. Ike finds out Jack Daniels... been dancin' with the Ikettes, you're gonna be in big trouble. - I ain't thinkin' 'bout Ike. - Yeah, Jack better stop dancin' on my feet. Whose idea was this, Darlene? Jackie? Leanne, how come ain't nobody told me about this new look... ...we got goin' on here, huh? - See, Ike... I like it! I-I like this! I mean, this is perfect. We're gonna keep this in the act. We gonna make it part of the act from now on. Now, we got 92 dates between here and a good night's sleep. - So y'all know what y'all got to do, right? - Yes. - Look here, Anna Mae. Uh... - Uh-huh? You did real good out there tonight. - Really, Ike? - Yes, ma'am, you did real good. Now I got this new song I'm writin'. You keep singin' like you've been doin'... and I might let you record it for me when we get in the studio, all right? Huh? How 'bout that? You like that, huh? Baby, look like you put on a few pounds there. - Oh, well... - Oh, wait, wait, wait. Now, now, it's all right. I like that. I like it when you're healthy like that. Stop! Come on, little man. Smile for your daddy. Come on. You know what? Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking. Come on. Smile. Come on, Craig. Come on. - Let the baby rest and the nurses too. - Don't forget. You heard that first on WTEX. - All right, doc. Ike and Tina Turner with "Fool in Love". Now our next... I don't know even when y'all got time to make that record. "Ockateena"? Who, who is that? "Ike and Tina"! Sounds like weddin' bells to me, baby. Yeah, girl. The man gave you his name. Tina! What kinda name is that? Oh, what's the matter, baby? Don't you like it? Come on, it's like "Sheena of the Jungle". Gorgeous, sexy woman on God's green earth! Oh, sexy thing on God's green earth! Oh, go on, Ike. Go on! Hey, uh, doc, uh, she lookin' kinda peaked. What's wrong with her? Well, she's quite ill. - We're lookin' at a severe case of anemia. - A who? She needs rest, and I'm not releasing her. - Not for at least another three weeks. - Oh, no, no, no, not now. I got, I got a lot of dates booked between here and then. I got, uh, San Antoine. I got Austin. No, no, Sam, we be talkin' about a lot of money here. This is very serious, Mr. Turner. All right, your man come to take ya home now. Come on. Sit up for me. - Come on. Sit up for me. - Ike? Come on, Fross. There ya go. Now let Ike put his arm around you. There ya go. - Yeah, that's it. - What happened to the baby? Oh, Fross gots him. Come on. Let's go. Oh, what time is it? Hey, little man, I got ya. - Ohhh, Ike, ain't I supposed to stay? - You all right, little man? Now look here, darling. You're supposed to stay with your man. Who you gonna listen to? Some doctor who don't know me from Adam, don't know you from Eve? Or you gonna listen to your man? - But, Ike, are you sure? - I'm sure. But, no, wait. Put me down. Hold on, Anna Mae, hold on. Look here, look here. Come on, little Ann. I can't wait no longer. - Now? - Yeah, we'll go down to Mexico and get it done in a few hours. N-no, I-I can't take my baby to Mexico. Wait, now hold on, now. Alline's downstairs in the car, hon. Your mama can look after the baby while we're gone. We'll go to Mexico, get it done in a few hours... ...and then we off to New York City. - New York? Wh-what's in New York? We are, baby. You and me. Ike and Tina. There's somethin' on my mind Won't somebody please tell me what is wrong - Ike... - You're just a fool You know you're in love What you say - Yes, sir! You hear that, Fross? - Yeah, congratulations. Look here. I'm a married man. Come on. Let's get outta here. - Darlin' - Yes, Tina It's time to get next to me Honey, that was my plan from the very beginning - Darlin' - Uh-huh - I never thought that this could be - What do you mean? Oh, yeah - Come on, man! Let's go. Your lips set my soul on fire And you can feel my one desire - Oh, darlin' - Yes, yes I think it's gonna work out fine It's gonna work out fine I wanna tell you something, Ike. - Ikey - Uh-huh I've been to see the preacher man The preacher man? Why, you must be losin' your mind - I started - Started what I started makin' wedding plans - Oh, really, hmm - Oh, yeah If your love is half as true As the love I offer you - Oh, darlin' - Yes, yes I think it's gonna work out fine It's gonna work out fine I keep on tellin' you I think it's gonna work out fine Oh, I can feel it's gonna I feel it's gonna work out I want ya to know it's gonna I know it's gonna work out fine Oh, I can feel it's gonna I feel it's gonna work out I want ya to know it's gonna I know it's gonna work out fine I know it's gonna work out fine Girl, you look like I felt last night. Go on and drink that. You'll feel better. - Thanks, Jackie. - Come on. Give me the baby. Come on. Come on, precious. They don't never give a nigger no ink! If I was one of them... one of them Ofays, I'd... I'd be number one with a bullet by now. No, no, I got to murder somebody before I can get some ink. Jackie, check on the girls. You tell Leanne... if she miss a step tonight, she be fryin' fish tomorrow, hear? Hey, Ann, why ain't you dressed yet? The show fixin' to start. Ike, I'm tired. What you talkin' about, you tired? You can't be tired. Not tonight, now. I got too much ridin' on tonight. No, it's not me, Ike. It's my throat. I mean, suppose I go out there, and don't nothin' come out? Look, Ann, I don't know what you talkin' about, but you can't do this tonight, not tonight. I-I got too much ridin' on this, all right? Now, come on. Oh, Ike, I'm really exhausted. I mean, i-it's all happenin' too fast, you know? The baby, and, and the road... and the whole thing. I just, just need a rest. All right now, but look now, you got to understand if we don't get out on that stage tonight... we don't get paid, ya hear? - Now, if we don't get paid, we don't eat. - What about me? What about the band? Well, you talkin' about the baby... and the road and, and, and it's all happenin' too fast. Ann, you got more excuses than a nigger goin' to jail. You got too many excuses, woman. And this here's about business right here. Th-that marquee out there say "Ike and Tina Turner"... and the people out there are waitin' on me, and you layin' up here talkin' about you tired. Now, what you wanna do? You wanna take care of business, or you lookin' for a way out? Oh, I see, you wanna, you wanna leave me like all them other suckers I done made famous. - That's not what I meant. - Well, what you talkin' about then, Ann? Now, we're here. We're at the place I've been tryin' to get to my whole life. We got the right song at the right place at the right time! Now, I need you to get out on that stage right now. I'm sorry, Ike. Yeah, you sorry. The sorriest motherfucker I ever seen. Here, I'm supposed to do a show tonight, and you done fucked up my head for that. It's supposed to be the greatest night of my career, and you done fucked that up. Yeah, you're a sorry motherfucker, all right. And now, from St. Louis, Ike and Tina Turner... singin' their new song, "Fool in Love". Ohhh There's somethin' on my mind Won't somebody please Please tell me what's wrong You're just a fool you know you're in love - What you say - You've got to face it - To live in this world - Hey, hey, hey, hey - You take the good along with the bad - Hey, hey, hey, hey Sometimes you're happy and sometimes you're sad - One more time - You know you love him - You can't understand - Tell me about it Why he treats you like he do when he's such a good man Listen He's got me smilin' when I should be ashamed Got me laughin' when my heart is in pain Oh, oh, now I must be a fool 'Cause I'll do anything he wants me to - How come - You're just a fool - You know you're in love - Tell me one more time You've got to face it to live in this world You take the good along with the bad Sometimes you're happy and sometimes you're sad - One more time - You know you love him - You can't understand - Tell me about it Why he treats you like he do when he's such a good man Listen, without my man I don't wanna live You think I'm lyin' but I'm tellin' you like it is He's got my nose open and that's no lie And I, I'm gonna keep him satisfied - Tell me how come - You're just a fool You know you're in love - Tell me how come - You've got to face it - To live in this world - How, how come You take the good along with the bad - Tell me how come - Sometimes you're happy - And sometimes you're sad - One more time You know you love him - You can't understand - Tell me about it Why he treats you like he do when he's such a good man Listen, the weight of action speaks louder than words Truest saying that I ever heard I trust a man and all that he do And I'll, I'll do anything he wants me to - How come - You know you love him - You can't understand - Tell me about it Why he treats you like he do - When he's such a good man - Come on, tell me - Do, do, do, do - Tell me one more time - Do, do, do, do - Hey, hey, hey, hey - Do, do, do, do - Hey, hey, hey - Do, do, do, do - Tell me one more time - Do, do, do, do, do, do, do - Whoo-hoo-hoo This what you got off "A Fool in Love"? It's a advance from Sue Records. That's for songs I ain't even wrote yet. Oooh, my, oh, my, I am a fool in love! Yeah, we used to work without gettin' paid. Now we get paid before we even work. Anna Mae Bullock, you're priceless, girl. Priceless! Yeah, yeah, she priceless, all right. Shit, she ain't seen a dime of it yet. Here, here, here, hand me that baby. - Oh, thanks. - Give me Craig. - Come on, Craig. Hey, he's sweet. - Thanks, mama. Anna Mae, what you plannin' on doin' with all that money, honey? Live better. Ike wants a big house with a pool and, uh... I know he's always wanted his own recording studio. Now, don't forget about those who helped you to get to where you are. No, ma. Never forget my blood, hmm? Shh. Hey. I told you you're gonna get in trouble, messin' with other people's stuff... ...puttin' your hands where they don't belong. - Just playin' around. What's wrong with you, girl? Every time I turn my back, ma. Oh, child, he's just bein' a man. Don't be worryin' about him. Don't be naggin' him now. Look here. You got yourself a good man. You just keep him happy. - Ya hear? - Yeah. Now go on. I got the baby. No, honey, put 'em back on. Give me that. Give me my money, and put them glasses back on. Shit! Damn! Hold on, baby. Hold on. I'll be right back. Come on. Come on, come on! All right, Lorraine, I ain't got time for your mess now. Oh, yeah. Well, I hear you're playin' daddy, huh? You're playin' the family man! - All right, let me finish this, and I'll help you. - Ike, here they go. - They're yours. Y'all say hello to your daddy. - Come here, come here. Wait right here. I'm gonna talk to your mama. Don't go nowhere. - Lorraine, come here. Look here, now. - No. I done told you about, about showin' up here and, and, and startin' this mess. - I'm not messin' with you. - What am I gonna do with two more kids? What am I gonna do with two more kids, woman? Come back here! - Leave me alone, Ike! - You always wanna c-come around here and, and start some mess! - You better get your ass away from around here! - Don't fuck with me, Ike! - You better not never bring your ass around here again! - I said don't fuck with me, Ike! Come on. You guys take those on out. What the hell am I gonna do with two more kids? Hmm? What am I gonna do with two more kids? - I saw you. - Oh, it's all right. It's okay. - Hey, you ever been to California? - No. - No? Me, neither. - We did not. - No? It's gonna be an adventure, huh? - I saw you? You wanna go inside and see what toys I packed up? Yeah? All right. - Come on. - Go see it. It's the cool sound of KAJT... and here comes the hot sound of the British invasion: Manford Mann and "Do Wah Diddy." Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do Snappin' her fingers and shufflin' her feet Singin' do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do - She looked good - Looked good - She looked fine - Looked fine She looked good she looked fine And I nearly lost my mind Before I knew it she was walkin' next to me - Singin' - Do wah diddy diddy, dum, diddy, do Holdin' my hand just as natural as can be - Singin' - Do wah diddy diddy, dum, diddy, do So what's your take on the new english music invading the States? Well, uh, Ike said there ain't nothin' new about it. Ain't nothin' but black music. I mean, uh, negro music with an accent. But, uh, personally, I like a lot of it. Ike, you, uh... I sense you don't feel fully appreciated here? Well, uh, we have been doin' a lot of tourin' all over the country, and, uh... Ike's been writin' a lot of great new songs. Ike, uh... - Thank you. - Oh, sure. You're welcome. Thank you. Jackie! Jackie! Whoo! Hey, you motherfuckers, be quiet out there! I'm tryin' to work, goddamn it! I'll be right back. Ike, come on, come on, come on. Come on, take a break, huh? What you talkin' about take a break? I ain't got no time to take a break. I got to work. I got to write these songs. Sue Records motherfuckers... been after me about these songs for six months. You know how much money I owe Sue Records? What you mean owe Sue Records? As much as we work? They always givin' you stacks of cash whenever we do a show... ...and I know I don't spend it. - Oh, no? Well, what about wh... all them wigs and wardrobe and whatnot you got in the back there, huh? What about the way you got this place decked out, huh? All this furniture, that fish tank, the, the, the sofas, that fountain and shit. That shit costs money, Anna Mae. I got to pay the girls, and I got to pay the band... and on top of that, I'm tryin' to build us a studio. - You know, you want the studio. - And I'd have it by now... if you would sing the songs the way I tell you to sing 'em, Anna Mae, goddamn. That's what I've... I been tryin' to do, Ike. I mean, but they all sound like the same, you know? What? I ain't hear you. What you say? Hmm? I ain't hear you. I ain't hear you. What you say? I said, uh, uh... I mean, not exactly, you know. I mean, but you... you do have your own style. My own style. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. What's wrong? Ike, you promised you wouldn't hit me. Don't hit me, please! - Seems like you wanna fight, huh? - No, no! No! No! - Where you goin'? Come here. Here we go. Here we go, huh? - No! Stop! - Come here. - No! No! Ike, please! Please! - Ike, no! - Shut the fuck up! - Oh! Come back! No! Ike, please! - Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Guess you gonna leave me now, huh? Go on, then. Now keep your behind in there, hear? Everything all right. Me and your mama just talkin'. Go on. Y'all go on! I said go on! Oh, Anna. Oh. No, no, no. I'm all right. I-I'll be out in a second. Somebody needs to slap his ass around. Thank you. He just got a lot of worries right now, you know? But I-I know he's sorry. Is he sorry for all the other times too? - He's a pig! - Uh-uh-uh. Don't do that, Jackie. Don't do that. Can't nobody understand that he got a lot of... a lot of pressure right now? Money. Music ain't right. This, that and the other thing, and what I do? I insult him when I know he try. No, Anna. Look, this has got to stop. You can't keep hiding black eyes from us, pretending like nothin's happenin'. We know. I know what I gotta do, you know. I-I-I'm gonna help get it back on track. And then things between me and him gonna get better. Thank you. Now, your last few songs haven't quite reached the all-time popularity... of "Fool in Love," but you're still going strong. It must be difficult to be such a busy performing couple. - How do you do it? - Well, Ike's always busy writin' songs... touring, you know, everything, and me, I'm just a homebody, you know? I love cookin', cleanin', takin' care of the boys. So between the two of us, it just works out. And here they are with their contribution... to the latest dance craze sweeping the nation. It's Ike and Tina Turner with "Shake a Tail Feather". Well, I heard about the girl you been dancin' with All over the neighborhood Tell me, why didn't you ask me, baby Or didn't you think I could Well, I know there's a possum wanna step aside I seen you do the jerk all night Tell me, why didn't you ask me, baby I would've shown you how to do it right, do it right Do it right do it right Do it right do it right |