(dramatic music)
I'm standing here
without a reason
A reason I should stay
I lied to you,
you lied to me
There's no one
left to blame
It's goodbye
for the last time
I gotta walk away
You're standing here
give me a reason
A reason I should stay
(dramatic music)
(background chatter)
- Hey, Kingsley said,
"He'd pay me with these?"
- Okay.
Uh, yeah, hey,
we're actually closed man.
Thank you.
Um, cheers, yeah.
- Oh you can't cheers
with water, it's bad luck.
- Oh, I don't,
I don't believe in luck.
To music.
- To luck.
(glasses clanging)
- Okay!
- You play here?
- No.
- Why not?
- Well the drink tickets
don't really pay the bills, so.
- Yeah, that's usually it.
(laughs)
- No, no, no,
you were really good.
You were really good.
- Oh sarcasm, right?
- No, no, I mean,
did you not notice
the bar filled with overweight
bikers just gawking at you.
(Fiona laughs)
- Yeah, real music
connoisseurs?
- Yeah, yeah um, where are you,
where are you from?
- West coast, Vancouver.
- West coast, Vancouver.
- Nice.
- Oh come on.
It's not that obvious.
- Ow!
- Sorry.
- I mean, you wouldn't be
playing here if you knew
the neighbourhood.
- You don't know that.
I could be a fugitive
on the run.
Starving artists
could be my disguise.
- Ooh, good. Okay
- So what, you ended up here
this place can't be that bad?
- Huh, um,
do, do, do you write?
- Mm-hmm.
- Uh-huh.
- Do you?
- Yeah it's been a minute,
it's been a minute.
- Well, tonight seems like
a great night to start, so.
I will leave you to it.
- Well, well wait
you have another beer.
- Oh, I don't,
I don't like beer.
- Oh, I recognize...
- Oh, I know who you are.
Hopeless is one
of my favorite songs.
- Thanks.
- Yeah.
- What's, what's,
what's your name?
- Nice to meet you Ricky.
- Okay!
Not bad bro.
Hey, can you take this
out back?
Thanks.
(traffic noise)
(melodious music)
(melodious music)
(strumming guitar)
- Boom!
(guitar strumming)
(melodious humming)
f*ck Ricky.
(electronic beat)
(strumming guitar)
(electronic beat)
(harmonious humming)
(upbeat music)
I wanna find a way
to be everlasting
I wanna find a way
to be all I'm meant to be
I wanna find a way to share,
why I'm asking, yeah
But it only matters
if you remember me
(harmonious refrain)
(cellphone buzzing)
f*ck!
f*ck!
f*ck!
Brrr!
(traffic noise)
(melodious music)
Happy Birthday Mom!
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday.
You're really warm hey, well.
So I'm here.
Cooking, we're cooking.
Want to give me a big squeeze.
Here's a little surprise.
I found a way
to be everlasting
It's me mom.
I found a way
to be all I can be
You like it?
It's a little rough,
I know, but...
I think we'll be able to-
- Oh you made it?
- Hey!
- Hey you.
- Ma look who's here.
Who's she?
- These are beautiful.
I'll have to get
a vase for them.
- Birthday girl
gets treated fancy huh?
(mother sighing)
Are you taking some blood?
- I'm gonna give her a bit of
a painkiller, doctor's order.
- Painkiller why, why do you
have to give her a painkiller?
- Just a little bit
of morphine, nothing crazy.
- Morphine. What's going on?
Well, how much?
Why are you
giving her morphine?
I'm sorry. Wait, what?
- It's nothing serious
doctor felt she needed it
she's been in a little pain.
- Why didn't you call me that,
she's in pain. Mom.
- Ricky. It's fine really.
- Are you okay.
It doesn't sound fine.
How much f*cking morphine
you giving her?
Hey!
- 6000 micrograms.
- 6000 f*cking
micrograms a day.
- Yes Ricky,
it sounds a lot more
than it really is.
- It sounds like a lot,
that's what it f*cking sounds-
(mother moaning)
I'm sorry mom.
(whispering)
It's her f*cking birthday,
as*h*le.
I'll come back later, okay.
I'm still her guardian.
We talked about this
you f*cking call me.
(traffic noise)
(soft music)
- How you doin' Damian?
- Good Ricky,
how's your mom?
- Awesome, great.
(machine whirring)
(beeping noise)
(locker slamming shut)
Kingsley...
uh, I was...
um, I need more hours.
I need more hours.
- You work every
night we're open,
how am I gonna
give you more hours?
- I don't know, maybe you can
put me in a bar on King?
(laughs)
- King Street.
(laughs)
- Look I really need the money.
- And how is that
my problem?
You knew what it was
when I hired you here, man.
All right don't be coming in
here asking me for favours.
I need a favour.
Everybody needs
a g*dd*mn favour.
- Please. Please.
- Oh, please, please.
He said, "Please."
(laughs)
In that case, no.
I don't hire men
on King Street, all right.
Unless you want to do that
other thing we talked about?
Yeah, I didn't think so.
You late right?
Go up to my f*cking loft man
before I whup your a*s.
That's why you have a job.
(bottles clanking)
- Everything all right, man?
What's going on man?
Fess up.
- You know,
f*ck this place, f*ck this.
- Hey man I could just
grab the beers if you...
- Shut the f*ck up man,
shut up.
- No really though,
all right, what's up?
- I need some money.
- Yeah so, we all do,
that's why we're here.
- I need some money,
I need some money for my mom.
I need some money
that money.
- Phew.
Well I mean you know,
what we do to make money,
like for real,
around here.
- Yeah! Dude I don't want
any part of that sh*t.
(laughs)
- Hey man is that judgment?
- Yeah that's
f*cking judgment bro.
(Damian laughs)
(bottles clanking)
- Well, you still
making music?
- Why?
- Are you?
- Yeah, no honestly dude
just f*ck it,
forget I said anything.
- Um, I might know a guy
who can get you studio time.
Look clearly you don't have
that many options right?
- And I know
we don't talk that much
we barely know each other.
- Yeah.
- But uh, you know
I'll offer up my contact.
Think it through.
- Who's the guy?
(soft music)
(rap music)
- So uh, how long
you been working here?
(background rap music)
(sniffs)
(groaning)
(groaning)
(groaning)
(fist pounding)
(background rap music)
- Hey.
- What's up?
- How are you?
Um, he'll be with us
any minute just...
(background rap music)
- Hey.
(background rap music)
(door opens)
Hey. Come on.
Come on.
- What?
- Come on.
- What?
(background rap music)
- Hey.
(knocks on door)
My man, it's uh, it's Damian.
- What the f*ck
do you want Damian?
- I have somebody
I want you to meet.
- Yeah I'm a little f*cking
busy right now D.
- Yo bro what the f*ck.
- Let's just go.
- Just chill, hold on,
it's all good, it's all good.
(door opens)
Hey!
- f*ck is wrong
with you D?
- Not that bro.
- Who the f*ck are you?
- It's Ricky.
Trust me you gotta hear
his new sh*t.
It's dope.
- Kingsley know
you're here?
- Nah bro, why does that matter
I'm here for music.
- See your a*s out Damian.
- Come on.
Terrence?
I'm asking for real.
- Let me see
what you got bro?
(claps)
Is your boy f*cking deaf
or something?
(indistinct chatter)
- Bro, let him hear the song.
(song playing on the phone)
I wanna find a way
to be everlasting
I wanna find a way to
be all I can be
- All right.
- Not my vibe.
Clear out.
- Come on.
- Hey. This isn't my vibe,
okay let's go.
- Hang tight.
- Hey!
- Hang tight!
(knocks on door)
- What are you doin' bringing
random people into my studio?
- He's not even random,
you know exactly who he is bro.
- The guy's-
- Man he's got
a voice here.
Come on, bro.
- Are you going to
pay for it too?
- You know same sh*t,
same arrangement,
we got this.
- Monday.
One chance.
- Hey, you owe me.
- What?
What did you just say?
- Come back Monday.
- Monday.
What, what did you say?
What were you
talking about in there?
- It's not important.
- Yeah. How do you know
this guy this place is?
- It's also not important.
You just got in with one of the
biggest producers in our city.
Enjoy the moment man,
enjoy it.
You know what?
We should celebrate?
Come on.
(motorcycles revving)
Doesn't matter
No reason to lie to me
No reason why
I should stay
Doesn't matter
Told you I know you
That's never
gonna change
It's goodbye
for the last time
I'm gonna walk away
Doesn't matter
Told you that you love me
I got no reason
left to stay
(musical refrain)
- Phew!
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Oh no, not until,
you tell me your name.
- Fiona.
- Fiona.
- What?
(Fiona laughs)
- I just I don't know
I didn't see you as a Fiona.
- Oh what did you
picture me as?
- Maybe like a, like a Roxy,
a Molly or something.
- You're not going to...
- No,
(Fiona laughs)
- Watched you in person
- What is that are you talking
about me behind my back?
- She was mentioning
a bartender at a dingy spot
offering a girl cheap beer it's
hardly good talking about...
- Yeah, good one, good one.
(laughs)
- We have two tickets
I say we do shots.
- Shots that sounds like
my kind of girl.
And I got just the thing.
- Hey I'm actually good.
- I'm good too.
- Seriously?
- Yeah!
- Okay!
- Okay, two each?
- f*ck it, sure.
- Okay.
- You got to be
f*cking kidding me.
- There we go.
- To new friends!
(glasses clink)
- To new friends.
- To new friends.
- To new friends.
(laughs)
- Shall we take this
to my place?
- Okay!
- Sure!
- All right.
- Yeah
Yeah, let's do it.
Okay train going.
- Okay, I just gotta do
a couple of things
you got to do
a couple things
and let's get
the, out of here.
- Wow! Okay!
(laughs)
- You can afford
this apartment?
- Hey you got me
trust me baby.
Must be proud of me
My boy here just signed
a record deal.
- Who I don't know from...
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
(guitar strumming)
- Okay, so tell me about
this record deal?
- Well, first of all,
it's not a record deal.
It's I'm just going to
the studio on Monday
with some producer.
(strums the guitar)
- What producer?
- Uh, Terrence something.
Um, I have no idea.
(strumming guitar)
- Where, oh, here we go.
Right this guy?
Is that him?
- Yeah, that's him,
how do you...?
- Are you f*cking kidding me?
That's crazy.
(laughs)
- What are you?-
- And that guy knows it?
- Yeah, I guess I don't,
is he big?
- Okay. How are you,
like, so cool right now?
- I mean, now you're
making me nervous.
- No, I mean.
- What am I walking into?
(Fiona laughs)
- You know, not all of us
get as far as like...
- I'm not saying, come on.
That's not what I meant.
- No. Seriously,
congratulations, let's...
- Thank you. I should be
thanking you actually.
- Oh, yeah.
- Yeah.
I uh, I wrote that song
after after seeing you.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
(laughs)
- Wow. Well, you're welcome.
- Maybe you and I can try
the song, yeah.
- Oh my God, no, no,
- You can like...
- I'm not about to like
jump on your platform
and put my foot
in the door.
No, don't worry
about me.
I will figure me out
on my own. Cool.
- Man, I just love it.
Like it, ahem,
that was weird, sorry, uh.
- Okay, so what happened
the first time around?
- You know what, let's get to
that another time, hows that.
- Oh!
- Yeah, you owe me a date.
(guitar strumming)
(electronic beat)
- Hey, Slater.
- What up, what up D?
- Nice to see you man.
- Likewise!
- This is Ricky
what I've been talking about.
- Ricky.
- Slater.
- Yeah, I got to
do a session.
- Cool. Nice to meet you bro.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hey, good job.
- Hey!
- I think we got it.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, that's good.
- Hey baby,
that was crazy.
- Baby.
- So that's...
- I'll see you later?
- Mm-mmh.
- All right.
- Hey man feel free to
adjust the mic,
let's lay down the guitar
and the vocals first
then we'll
take it from there.
- Sounds good.
- You waiting for
a f*cking escort or something?
- I'm sorry, no, no, no.
(all laugh)
I'll take this.
(upbeat music)
I found a way
to be everlasting
- White boy can sing.
I found a way to be
- Unique style.
- Yeah but he could be.
- We mix his style
with our vibes
let those worlds collide.
That'd be magic man.
But it only matters if
you remember me
(whispering)
- Yo, there's money to
be made here, T.
(singing refrain)
- Yo.
I don't know
what the f*ck you think this is
or what Damian
might have told you.
Put on some real sh*t
you got us f*cked up fam.
You know,
I find that most people at
some point in time in their life
tap into this thing I like to
call the juice,
you know that is?
It's when you get hot
for a little bit
got people
loving your sh*t.
But the problem
with the juice
is that it has
no staying power.
It's thin.
Fleeting.
But now if you
could tap into the sauce.
The sauce is swagger
I'm talking like real swagger.
Very few people
tap into the sauce
here at Reaper Records
that's what we're looking for.
You once tapped into
the juice Mr. Ricardo.
That's gone now.
So if you're going to be
coming up in my studio
wasting my f*cking time you
better tap into some sauce.
Drop some f*cking heat,
you fell me.
What the f*ck
you waiting for?
- Uh, Slater,
can you play the tracks?
(track playing)
I'm gonna hold on
I'm gonna be strong
Will you remember me?
Will you remember me?
Yeahhh
We're gonna get high
So high tonight
Will you remember me?
Will you remember me?
Will you remember me?
- Now that's what
I'm talking about.
- Dope sh*t, bro.
- Thank you, yeah.
- No bullshit.
You come in
and you put the time in.
You earn your hours here
nothing's free.
Once we have the right tracks
talk about next steps.
That's how things work here.
You should
also know though
that this ain't no typical
Rock Band production type sh*t.
You f*ck up here
and it means goodbye.
- So.
Don't f*ck with my time.
I need a yo?
Don't look at him
he can't answer this for you.
Simple yes or no?
(suspenseful music)
- Yes, yes let's do this.
- Good.
- Phew.
Okay!
- Damian, hold up.
Give us a sec.
- Yeah!
- Close that door.
(traffic noise)
- Hey, I'll grab the beers
can you grab the liquor?
- Yeah, cool.
- Another day,
another dollar.
(cheering)
(loud thud)
You can get a whole lot of drink
tickets playing up there bro.
- Hey, f*ck off.
(laughs)
- Hey, hey pretty Ricky.
Get Damian, tell him to
brings his a*s back here.
- Gotcha you.
Hey D!
(zipper closing)
- What's up boss?
- First thing in
the morning, no later
and no I do not give
a f*ck if that means
you get no sleep tonight.
- Yeah you got it.
- All right, go on
get back to work.
- All right.
(strumming guitar)
(humming a tune)
(humming a tune)
(humming a tune)
You call me just to say
you miss me
But you only call me
when you feel alone
Crying telling me
that you're sorry
But only sorry cause
your new man ain't home
I'm letting you go
(harmonizing)
- Hey!
- Yeah!
- That was tight.
- Yeah!
- That was tight.
- Whoo, that was a lot, whoo.
- You know, I think we need
to get another artist
on this track.
- Yeah!
- Yeah!
- Who you thinking?
- Oh, I've got someone.
I know that they envy me,
I can smell they're jealousy
I got people telling me,
that you was an enemy
I could feel your vibes,
and I can feel your energy
It's off, I cut you off
on God. That's law
Boss up, had to floss up
You calling sides
like this is a toss up
I'm not nice now
like I'm baka
And I like my drinks
just a lil' darker
I'm a real shark
that shouldn't bother
Go'n dip yo' feet,
you wanna test the waters
I'm Mad Max,
I'm real shotta
No long talking,
what you got to offer?
(harmonizing)
(clapping)
(laughing)
(harmonizing)
- Hey, I'm getting there.
(harmonizing)
Oh yo, T,
you gotta hear this tape.
I know that they envy me.
I can smell they're jealousy
I got people telling me,
that you was an enemy
I could feel your vibes,
and I could feel your energy
It's off, I cut you off
on God. That's law
Boss up, had to floss up
- Yeah, I feel that.
- Let's f*cking go boys.
- Yeah, let's sign this up.
Get you a contract.
(cheering)
(laughing)
- Yo, you did it man.
- You got something for me?
(laughs)
- Yeah man.
(track playing)
- Yeah, just uh,
turn it up.
(suspenseful music)
Hey Dame,
what the f*ck
is going on in there?
- Nothing.
- Hey Dame, stop with
the f*cking excuses.
What is going on,
in there?
You gotta
you gotta come clean?
- I can't.
I owe Kingsley
a lot of money, okay.
There it is.
That's how I look at that sh*t
you think I f*cking
belong there?
- Kingsley.
- He takes everything
that I make. All right.
I don't get any of it.
And I need to make money
I need to get ahead man.
- Hold on a bit.
- You're working for
f*cking Terrence?
- What choice
do I have?
- You have got to be
the dumbest m*therf*cker I-
- You need to chill.
- I need to chill why-
- You need to chill, okay.
Cause I'm
doing this for you.
Just as much as
I'm doing it for me.
- You're doing this for you.
And you better f*cking hope
you know what
you're doing big guy.
I don't want this.
(suspenseful music)
- Hey um...
- Two minutes.
- Two minutes.
- Yeah.
- Got you.
- Yeah.
How's it going buddy?
(suspenseful music)
(sniffing narcotics)
(suspenseful music)
- Phew.
- All right.
Take care buddy.
- Phew.
- Phew.
- What are you doing?
- I'm having fun Ricky.
I need some quiet time.
- We're about to close.
- Exactly!
This is when the party
starts for us all right.
We were
the life of the party.
Now we're going to
live in the party.
What's that saying,
buy the ticket
take the ride.
- What?
- Dude, look around.
This ain't going to
be your reality soon.
So enjoy the process.
All right?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Enjoy it!
- Enjoy it!
(upbeat music)
(rap music)
(yelling)
(rap music)
(rap music)
(siren beeping)
(soft music)
What do you want big guy?
- Fries.
- What did you say?
- Okay, kay, kay, kay,
come on, let's go sit,
let's go.
(laughs)
Let's go, right here,
right in this seat,
right in this seat.
- Hi. How are you?
- Hello.
- Okay.
- Okay.
What do you want?
Right, right, hey.
- Oh my gosh.
I'm not sure but
what do you want?
- Fries.
- Fries.
- I want some fries.
- Just fries, that's it got it.
- Pop.
- Pop. Pop.
- Okay, pop.
All right. Excuse me
Get a couple of pops
and give us your biggest fry?
Thank you.
Oof.
Hey buddy.
Look at me.
- Oops.
You want some ketchup?
- Ketchup me.
- Is that good.
(laughs)
- A ketchup fart.
Ketchup.
Oh my God.
- Yes. yes.
(soft music)
- Feeling better?
- Mmmmh.
- Good?
- Dry.
- Dry.
- Stop.
- Okay.
(clears throat)
Drink, drink,
drink, drink, drink.
(slurping through straw)
Better?
What, what are you,
what are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- They're dancing.
- Dancing.
(laughs)
(upbeat music)
(laughs)
(upbeat music)
(laughs)
- Okay we got to go.
We got to go.
- We got to go.
Wow.
- Let's get.
You can keep
the change, sorry, okay.
(laughs)
- Hi guys.
Out on your first date?
Cool!
- Let's get out of here.
- No, no, no, no!
(laughs)
(groaning)
Come on, buddy.
Look at this place.
Yeah, well.
- Whoa!
It's staring at me.
(laughs)
His eyes
are bigger than my head.
- Come on man.
- Oh, f*ck.
- What?
What?
- f*ck!
- f*ck!
- Where the f*ck
are you going?
Damian?
Hey!
(heavy footsteps running)
(garbage cans clanging)
What are you doing, man?
- f*ck!
(banging on garbage cans)
- f*ck is going,
what are you looking for?
- I f*cked up.
- What the f*ck is going on?
(laughs)
Hey.
- Ya'll looking for this?
- Yo.
- Let's look inside.
(bag unzipping)
Oh sh*t.
This must be mine, right?
Yeah I must
have dropped this.
Because you ain't
that stupid.
Get up off the floor.
And get the f*ck up
out of my spot.
- I'm gonna get you
out of here, okay.
Gonna get you
a nice place.
Build our
dream house somewhere.
I love you mom.
(sighs)
I love you.
(sniffles)
- I didn't know what the mood
was for the night so.
- Hm-mmh.
- Yeah.
- Fancy. Um, the mood
was going to be,
uh, I don't know maybe
order some food, pizza?
- Pizza, that's the best
you can do?
- Do you not like pizza?
- No I didn't say
I didn't like pizza,
but it's a date.
- Oh this is a date,
oh, I'm gonna go.
- I should not have gone out
of my way to get these.
- Check, pizza!
- Yeah, I guess.
- Get over here.
Um, whoof, what about,
what about Pad Thai?
- Pizza it is .
- Wow really over
Pad Thai.
- Mm-mmh.
- Wow You really are
a fugitive on the run.
(both laugh)
- Mm-mmh!
So what's the reason
for not drinking?
- That is a long story.
- We have time.
- Uh, sparkling or still?
- Wow sparkling.
- Okay.
- Are you evading?
- Evading no I'm not
evading anything.
Um, what's my story?
What's what what do you
what do you want to know?
- Why don't you
like to drink?
Do you have like
this dark side to you?
Club crawler,
tough guy.
(snickers)
You're also
a badass on the run.
(laughs)
- I uh...
I don't drink because
I watched my dad drink
until he blacked out
and then he would beat
my mother and I
until we did, so.
- sh*t, I'm sorry.
- No, you don't have to be.
Just one of my
stories right?
- Yeah, but not
everyone's story involves
the people that should
protect us hurting us.
- Pain is relative right?
Anyway, cheers.
- To?
- To...
(laughs)
- Dark I like that.
So do you
see your dad now?
- Dead.
- What about your mom?
- Uh, she, she has PSP.
- PSP is what?
- PSP. PSP is Progressive
supranuclear palsy.
Started off slow.
Now she's immobile
and I'm sorry,
this is heavy,
uh yeah.
- Where is she now?
- She, she's in a home
across town.
Don't, don't,
don't, don't do that,
that makes
me uncomfortable.
- What?
It's just like you pity me.
- I'm not pitting you.
I'm not.
- Yes you are.
- I understand you,
there's a difference.
- Is there?
- I understand you
I can see that it hurts you.
It's in your eyes.
- Anyway, let's lighten it up.
What's your story, huh?
- Where do I start?
- Why did you
why did you move here?
- Music.
- Okay.
- What?
- What are you
running from that day?
- I'm not, I'm not running away
from anything.
- You're not running
away from something?
- I thought that this
would be a better fit for me.
Just like change of scenery.
There was nothing for me
in Vancouver, so.
- Who's being evasive now?
- Oh! (laughs)
- Oh, yeah.
- That's okay.
That's okay.
I am a very patient, man.
- How patient?
- I don't know, patient.
- Oh yeah.
- Yeah.
- How are you?
- Good.
- Good.
- Guess, we'll see.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
You call me just to
say you miss me
- What is it?
- This, this isn't
my playlist.
This isn't my playlist.
This isn't my playlist.
- Okay.
- No, I'm so sorry.
One second,
one second. Ah.
Hey, I need you to
listen to this.
I'm letting you go,
you call to say you wonder
It's not my playlist.
It's not my playlist.
It's not my playlist dude.
- Oh my God!
- Yes, I'm so sorry.
I'll call you later
I love you.
Bye-bye.
- Is that you.
- Yes, it's me.
- Oh my God!
Congratulations!
Oh my God!
(laughs)
- I'm so sorry,
I like broke a moment.
And you had to pick oh...
- It's okay. (laughs)
(track playing)
- Never mind.
(laughs)
Hi.
- Hi.
- Thank you.
I'm Ricky nice to meet you, hi.
- Stop!
- No, I'm on
the f*cking radio now.
- You're on the radio.
- Good morning Toronto.
Welcome to the Morning Show.
Here we go.
Guess who's back, Ricky?
He's back with
a whole new team
and a whole new vibe.
He's got this blend of
rock, pop and soul.
I don't even really know
what to call the genre but,
this kid got a hit
on his hands.
If you haven't
heard it yet here it is.
"Letting Go," featuring
Toronto sensation Malik.
(cheering)
You call me just to say
you miss me
But you only call me
when you feel alone
Crying, telling me
that you're sorry
But only sorry 'cause
your new man ain't home
I'm letting you go
you call to say you wonder
While crying for another
I am, I am
I'm letting you go
My heart is beating thunder
As I begin to wonder
If I am, I am
I'm letting you go
(singing refrain)
I'm letting you go
(singing refrain)
You call me to share
your reflections
Of a love you thought
that we used to be
Funny how our phones
say "poor connection"
It's funny cause
I also agree
I'm letting you go
you call to say you wonder
While crying for another
I am, I am
I'm letting you go
my heart is beating thunder
As I begin to wonder
If I am, I am
I'm letting you go
(singing refrain)
I'm letting you go
(singing refrain)
- Ladies and gentlemen,
Malik.
I know that they envy
I can smell they're jealousy
I got people telling me,
that you was an enemy
I can feel your vibes
and I can feel your energy
It's off, I cut you off
on God, that's law
Boss up, had to floss up
You calling sides
like this is a toss up
I'm not nice now
like I'm baka
And I like my drinks
just a lil' darker
I'm a real shark
that you shouldn't bother
Go'n dip yo' feet,
you wanna test the waters?
I'm Mad Max ,
I'm a real shotta
No long talking,
what you got to offer
I'm letting go
(singing refrain)
I'm letting you go
(singing refrain)
- So that's, yeah, okay.
$2800 hundred,
plus utilities. Yeah. Okay.
Yeah, that's fine.
Uh, yes, sure. Yeah,
I can move in on the first.
When is that?
Uh, perfect,
yeah absolutely.
Um, yeah, I was gonna
ask you about this.
So, I don't have
the best credit.
But I was wondering
if you would accept cash?
Yeah, or I could pay the full
thing, for a full year.
Does that work?
No, no, no, no.
I just some of
the shows, I played.
We just, you know, yeah,
we just get cash, yeah.
(laughs)
Thank you. Sure.
All right, yeah. I can
come by when today?
Tomorrow, yeah.
Tomorrow works great.
Um, Perfect. Amazing.
Okay, thank you.
Thank you. Yeah. Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you.
Okay, bye bye.
Absolutely.
(sniffles)
Hey, look at the place.
I got the big windows
just like you wanted.
In the morning
we can sit have coffee
and look out the window.
Hm-mmh.
With big screens on them.
- Hi!
May I?
- Yeah, go ahead.
- Congratulations I,
I heard the great news
about the music
and obviously the two of you.
- Yeah thank you,
thank you.
Hey I um...
I just want to say I'm sorry
because I don't-
- Ricky
you're a great son.
If I were you
I would have done the same.
- Thank you.
- Now before you go on
and blow up
could I get a selfie
for my daughter?
(Ricky laughs)
- Yeah sorry let me uh,
you know, I look like a mess.
- Thank you.
- Of course. Put this
sweater on. One second.
Ma look,
I got fans. Hm-mmh.
(cellphone buzzing)
Hey, what's up?
- Yo, get over here.
- What's going on?
- Just get over here.
- Everything okay?
- He hung up.
Uh, I don't,
I don't know.
I think I gotta go,
I'm so sorry.
Tonight I'll be back.
Hey, I gotta go okay,
I love you.
Take care of her.
You got this.
Hey!
- Have a seat.
You are flying up
the charts boy.
Got m*therf*ckers making
TikToks out of your sh*t.
Global wants to do
a feature on you.
- Oh my god!
Yes! f*ck yes!
(all laughing)
- Hey, I f*cking
told you bro.
- Yeah, there's
this company that
wants to sponsor
concerts now.
What's it uh?
- Appix.
- Appix.
- Appix.
- What the hell is Appix?
- I don't know some new
tech company or some sh*t
but they're putting a lot of
good money behind you.
sh*t's gonna get
wild from here.
Okay, you're gonna have
people coming to you.
Especially you dumb a*s.
So no f*cking around.
Oh you're gonna have
record labels calling you.
You know what
the deal is?
You know I don't
f*cking play.
We believed in you
from the jump.
We took your sorry
rock band sh*t,
turned it into magic.
(all laughing)
It's a loyalty.
Don't forget it.
Don't take our time and efforts
and take it for granted.
You feel me?
You feel me?
- Yeah, yeah, yeah,
thank you.
- Get over here.
- D, I'm gonna have
my boy call you
to set up
the photo sh**t.
(claps)
- Done.
- All right, get the f*ck out,
I have other artists coming in.
- Yeah, yeah D.
- Hey, I'll be
right there, okay.
- Right on.
- Can I talk to you
for a second?
I need to, I need to
move a little more.
- What?
- I need more money.
- And what you need
more money for?
- There's this girl
and I'm just...
(Terrence laughs)
- Oh boy.
New girl.
Get the f*ck up
out my office.
Okay, I'm doing you a favour.
Trust me.
(suspenseful music)
- I like that.
- I think, yeah.
- If I'd known,
if I knew.
(strumming guitar)
(melodious humming)
- That's good.
That's great.
You told me
in your last relationship that
you guys rushed.
- Rushing into love
falling like if I had known
I wouldn't have...
- Tell me about that.
But not me.
- If I knew holding back,
you'd feel this way.
- Yeah.
- If I knew starting fast
(melodious humming)
(upbeat intro)
If I knew starting fast
Didn't matter we'd end up
falling for you
But promises to emptiness
Or happiness
just felt to rough
But when night falls your...
(paper crumpling)
- Hey, hey what are you doing?
- It's no good.
- It's great.
Hey, what is it?
- Never mind.
- Hey. Hey.
When night falls you're...?
- Afraid.
- Your heart.
- My heart, your heart.
- My heart.
- Their heart.
- Their heart.
Forgets what
what did you forget?
- Forgets my love.
Now I need to
find in me
The woman that
I used to know
Oh honey you
Won't take my soul
Oh honey you
Won't take my soul
You were hurting me
Unfaithfully it was
k*lling me
What could I do
From diamond rings
to breaking things
Screaming things
but I stayed for you
But when night falls
Your heart
Forgets my love
Now I need to
find in me
The woman that
I used to know
Oh honey you
Won't take my soul
Oh honey you
Won't take my soul
My love for you
is all I had
You tore me up
like photographs
You made my heart
your punching bag
But now I'm gone
but oh honey you
Won't take my soul
(strumming guitar)
- I'm nervous,
I'm sorry.
(camera clicking)
- That's tough Rick.
Chin up a little bit.
(camera clicking)
I think that
should be the album cover.
- Look at me?
- Hey Cap, Cap,
can I talk to you for a sec?
- What?
- Listen, what do you
think about doing
like the medium tight ups
I know like we're getting
the whole body thing
but medium tight up
would be good.
(camera clicking)
(cellphone buzzing)
(camera clicking)
Hey, hold on, hold on.
What's going on?
(camera clicking)
What?
How did it happen, I...?
I'll deal with it
don't worry about it.
I gotta go.
(camera clicking)
(breathing heavily)
- Good day.
- No problem.
- Thank you.
Captain, looking good.
f*cking billboards baby.
I am hungry.
Whoa, you okay?
- It's your mom.
- What about my mom,
why, what?
- She's gone.
- Yo, don't.
- I'm sorry.
(somber music)
(somber music)
(door closing)
(somber music)
f*ck!
f*ck!
(smashing furniture)
(smashing furniture)
(yelling)
(crying)
(somber music)
(door opening
and closing)
- It's okay.
It's okay now.
It's okay.
I'm so sorry.
(somber music)
- You're okay.
- What's the point?
- Why do you say that?
- What's the f*cking point?
Right?
(crying)
f*ck.
- Shhh.
(somber music)
- What's up bro?
- Don't cancel the show.
- Ricky!
- Just don't
cancel it, okay.
(traffic noise)
- Get in!
(suspenseful music)
What's in the bag?
- Kingsley.
- I asked you a question.
In fact, let me see
what you're sitting on?
- Bro, I need this-
- Shut the f*ck up.
Did you forget about
our agreement?
You lost my sh*t.
You pay me back.
Nasty m*therf*cker you probably
shoved it all up your nose.
You should be dead.
I'm being very patient
with your simple a*s.
(suspenseful music)
So...
(zipper closing)
Where are you
getting your supply?
(suspenseful music)
I'll see you at the bar.
(suspenseful music)
(car door opening)
Hey...
you forgetting something?
(suspenseful music)
Same account,
first thing.
If I catch you
slipping again...
I'm not just
taking the money.
(suspenseful music)
(car door opening
and closing)
- What's up man?
- What up pimp?
- You lost or something?
- Lost?
I invented these streets.
How the f*ck
I'm gonna get lost in 'em.
I'm confused
and then I thought,
since he's such
a smart m*therf*cker,
how about Terrence, I bet
he could help unconfuse me?
So what do you say
you want to help me out
for old times sake?
Yo, what the f*ck
is this man?
Yo Terrence, you treat all
your guests like this?
Can't believe the nerve
of this m*therf*cker.
I'm not here for problems,
I'm here for solutions.
I'm a solution man.
- f*ck you want Kingsley?
- I got a problem
with one of my runners.
Guys making new money
problem is he still owes me.
Pushing a new product.
Problem is he didn't
get it from me.
Now, I know he didn't get it
from them white folks.
Because believe it or not,
this dunce,
f*cked them m*therf*ckers over
before he came to me?
So he must be
getting it from...
We had a deal.
You don't cross
onto my corners.
I don't cross over
to your corners.
You taking food out of my mouth
and I'm starving?
What happens
when you take food
out of
a starving dog's mouth?
I bite
your f*cking hand off.
- I didn't cross over onto
your side of the street bruh.
So you better be real careful
of what you say next.
(laughs)
- Look at you.
(laughs)
You know for a second there
look like he was thinking about
almost doing something.
Relax, sit down, sit down,
come on, let's sit down.
I don't have
a problem with you.
I got a problem...
with your little
side project.
Your little boy band.
I heard about that?
I need you take care of
our little problem
as a sign of uh-
- Good faith.
- Yeah, good faith,
good faith.
You show me
a sign of good faith...
86 the manager
and we're good.
All right.
- Nod, like you understand
what I'm talking about?
(laughs)
Give me a hit T.
Ain't that what they say
in the music biz.
You ain't sh*t
if you ain't got no hit.
Give me a hit.
I don't want to have to
come back around again.
(suspenseful music)
Go.
- Yo.
You good?
Ricky if you want I can just
talk to them and try to
cancel the show.
- Just uh,
just give me a line.
- What?
- Give me
a f*cking line, Damian.
- Huh.
Okay. You want a line?
- Yeah.
- Fine, come here.
Oh you want me to
line them up for you too?
Nah, I don't think so.
You want it
line it up yourself
and put it up
your own f*cking nose.
Nice, nice bro.
(bangs the wall)
(plate bouncing off table)
Whoo.
(sniffs a line)
(sniffs a line)
(coughs)
- Ahh!
Ooh!
(kicks table)
Ahh! (laughs)
Ahhhh!
(cheering)
Ahhh!
Joe, Joe, Joe!
(cheering)
All right, I'm gonna need
your hands for this one.
Come on.
(music playing)
(clapping)
I wanna find a way
to be everlasting
I wanna find a way
to be all I'm meant to be
We're going to get high
So high tonight
Will you remember me?
Will you remember me?
Will you remember me?
(singing refrain)
Ahh! Whoo!
Aah!
I need another line.
(laughs)
f*ck it, we should go out
you deserve that I deserve that
we deserve that.
Let's celebrate
you always say let's celebrate
let's f*cking
celebrate right?
(sniffs)
Oh, I need
some more of this sh*t.
- I'm going
home tonight.
- What?
- I'm going home.
- f*ck off! f*ck!
f*ck it!
I don't f*cking care.
I want to go out now you
don't want to f*cking come out
after f*cking all the nights
I'd take care of you.
You put it up your nose
you cry your bullshit
I have one bad
f*cking day huh?
You should have back it up
I could have been with
my f*cking mom
but no, I'm with you
I'm with f*cking you.
(table smashing)
- Sorry about
your mom, Ricky.
I really am.
You should know.
Ever wonder how you get
all that free studio time?
Cuz you and I both know
that sh*t ain't for free right?
Like you just thought
you were that good, huh?
Just that gifted.
I got news for you bro,
you're not.
You're not
that gifted, Ricky.
And all those bars
you know, the dingy ones?
10, 20, 50
people maybe.
But the envelopes were
a little too heavy weren't they?
I see you,
putting two and two together
you're a smart boy.
So don't get too f*cking
ahead of yourself
because you ain't
no better than me bro.
(Ricky laughs)
I looked out for you.
So we're f*cking even bro.
- Yeah! So we're even.
- We're even.
- Yeah.
(banging on table)
(knocks on door)
Huh.
- Bad timing?
Long time no see.
- What the f*ck
are you doing here, Gerald?
- I was in the neighborhood
and I saw you performing.
- Oh you and
a couple of others.
- Hey, I'm sorry to hear
about your mom.
I know she meant
a lot to you Ricky.
- Yeah.
- If you need
anything at all.
I know you got
your new team.
You're doing great.
But uh,
don't hesitate, okay.
Oh, and we've actually
got this event tonight.
You should go,
just clear your mind.
Be like old times.
(door closing)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
- Oh, hey, man.
- Yes?
- I'm here to see Gerald.
- Yes. They've been
expecting you.
- Hi!
- There it is, yo.
- What's up man?
- Let me introduce you
to some people
you've yet to meet.
- Okay!
- We've got
the founder of Appix.
- Hey! Sponsors.
- How are you?
- Oh, thank you.
Thank you. Yeah, thank you.
- That's his girlfriend.
- Hi Ricky.
- And this is our
legal counsel.
- What's up guys,
like hi.
- You look like
you need a drink?
(laughs)
- I don't drink man,
I don't drink.
- Me too.
- Okay. Hi!
- Hi!
- Ricky.
- Cynthia.
- Cynthia.
Oh I don't drink.
I don't drink.
- You do now.
- Okay!
- Take it, here!
- Wow! Okay, bossy,
all right.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
(upbeat music)
- Have fun!
(upbeat music)
- Sorry.
- What?
- Do it with me.
- Oh, that's so hot.
- Do a lot, do a lot.
(sniffs a line)
More.
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music)
- Welcome back, baby.
(laughs)
- Shots, shots,
yeah we want some shots.
Yeah, yeah.
- Thank you.
(suspenseful music)
(cellphone buzzing)
(bottle clanking on floor)
(cellphone buzzing)
- Hello.
- Open the door!
- What door?
(loud banging on door)
- Who's that?
- Sh! Sh! Sh! Sh!
- What's going on?
(door opening)
- Ricky, Ricky,
Ricky Ricardo my man.
How you doing baby?
Come on.
Nice spot.
(door closing)
- Where's that uh,
where's that sweet
thing from last night, bro?
Oh you know
what I'm talking about.
You know the blonde one.
One that works for Gerald.
Hey man you look nervous.
You all right?
Meditation,
that will fix that.
Don't he look nervous?
- Sure does.
- Hmm.
Why don't you uh, why don't
you bring her out here?
- What are we doing here?
(suspenseful music)
- Bring her out here.
Oh you playing that
deaf thing again, oh okay.
Hey yo, b*tch,
get out here!
(door opening)
- Ricky?
- It's not the best
hiding spot huh?
What's your name sweetheart?
It's all good.
We need to have a talk.
Why don't you go sit down?
Ricky, sit the f*ck down.
- Aaah.
- Let me tell you uh,
let me tell you
where it starts.
- Terrence, just let-
- Sit the f*ck down.
(laughs)
Do you know the story
behind the name
Reaper Records?
It's pretty self
explanatory, huh?
You know...
I was cleaning blood off
of my hands when I met you.
(laughs)
You remember that?
(laughs)
Good timing.
We're showing you
in all music that
Reaper Records owns.
Baby, I'm sorry but...
you work for me now.
You understand?
We'll be in touch.
(suspenseful music)
I guess in a way
this kind of uh,
happy retirement.
(suspenseful music)
Don't let me catch you
in another studio.
Thanks.
(suspenseful music)
(door closing)
- I need you to leave.
- f*ck you man, honestly.
(door closing)
(suspenseful music)
(coughs)
(suspenseful music)
- Hey. What's up T?
- Do you know...
what the most valuable
currency in the world is?
It's loyalty.
That sort of sh*t
you can't buy Damian.
How long
have I known you huh?
Been a while.
I kept you straight.
Straight enough
to stay alive.
All you owed me
was your loyalty.
So the next words
that come out of your mouth
better make a whole lot
of f*cking sense boy.
Why were you selling
my sh*t to King's buyers?
(snickers)
(clears throat)
- What are you
talking about Terrence?
- I like you Damian
but you gotta be
the stupidest m*therf*cker.
(snickers)
- Oh f*ck!
Oh f*ck!
I'm sorry man.
Hey look, Terrence,
you gotta help me man.
Rachel's pregnant and I just
need to make enough money
just to get out.
- Pack your bags.
This city's done with you.
- Terrence,
where am I gonna go?
(laughs)
- Please Terrence,
you got to help me.
Terrence, you gotta help me!
- I should f*cking bury you!
(suspenseful music)
The risk I'm putting up.
Risking everything
because of your a*s.
I should bury you Damian!
You need to get
the f*ck out of town.
Run Damian,
f*cking run
because he ain't gonna
let this sh*t go.
(suspenseful music)
- I'm sorry T.
(sighs)
(knocking on door)
- Hey.
- Hey.
I've been calling.
- Yeah, I've been busy.
I'm sorry.
- Right?
- Yeah.
- You gonna let me in?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.
- What's going on Ricky?
- I uh...
I think I'm done.
(claps hands)
That's what's up.
- Done what?
- Done with music.
- Ricky I know that things
are difficult right now.
- f*cking right.
- Really?
- Yeah.
f*cking difficult,
that's what you think.
sh*t's f*cking crazy, okay.
I don't know.
- Are you high right now?
Why are you doing this?
- Why am I doing
what Fiona?
- You're lying to me,
obviously being drinking-
- Yeah,
what do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
- I want you to be straight
up with me, what the f*ck
is going on?
- My Mom just died.
I think I just
lost my career.
I, I, I, don't know
who the f*ck I am?
I have nothing that's-
- Your career.
Your career is fine.
- Right, right?
- What about me?
I'm right here.
I'm sitting right here.
I can't?
Okay.
(suspenseful music)
(door slams shut)
(suspenseful music)
(screaming)
(bottle crashing)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
(sighs)
(strumming guitar)
(strumming guitar)
(heavy sigh)
(suspenseful music)
- Baby where are you?
Okay you need to call me
back as soon as you
get this okay?
We have to f*cking go.
Call me when
you get this all right?
(suspenseful music)
(tires screeching)
Yo yo yo yo yo!
Aah! Aah!
Okay! Okay! Okay!
(tires screeching)
(suspenseful music)
- Wake up!
Wake up b*tch!
(slamming fist)
You wasn't trying to leave town
without paying me
my money was you?
- No, no.
- Girlfriend wants to
talk to you.
- Damian, please help.
(crying)
- Please.
(fist punching)
Ah-huh! Aaah!
(crying)
- You got my money now?
(crying)
- Okay, please
please please.
I'm gonna give you
all the money.
-Okay.
- You have to let her go.
(crying)
She's pregnant, Kingsley.
- This m*therf*cker.
(fist smashing)
(gagging)
Feel that?
(gagging)
Winded?
Huh?
(fist smashing)
Whoo!
(gagging)
(breathing heavily)
You just an all around
f*ck up ain't you?
Right through to your core.
- Please.
Please.
- Give me a towel.
(sniffling)
All right.
This is what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna give you
48 hours from now
to get me my money.
- Okay.
- On time...
(clears throat)
48 hours.
- Okay.
- Give me my money.
(suspenseful music)
- Rachel?
Rachel?
Rachel?
(suspenseful music)
(crying)
(suspenseful music)
(sniffling)
(crying)
(suspenseful music)
(zipper opening)
(strumming guitar)
(humming melody)
I don't want to say
I don't want to say goodbye
Sorry never got to
say good
Wishful, wishful, wishful.
Wishful thoughts
of growing older
Your hands in mine
but getting colder
So much life
left to see
(upbeat music)
(playing piano)
- Rachel?
I'm really sorry.
(playing piano)
- Shouldn't have never
kept this baby?
I shouldn't have
trusted you.
I should've never met you.
You're a blackhole.
(piano playing)
- I left something
for you in the closet.
- You need to
take it and go.
I'll wake you up
when this is over
Don't cry let me hold you
It's just a bad dream
(sniffles)
A hundred lies
to hide my cryin
Stay strong
keep on fighting
Don't leave
(closet door closing)
Don't leave,
don't leave
Don't leave,
don't leave
I don't want to
say goodbye
Don't leave,
don't leave
Don't leave,
don't leave
I don't want to
say goodbye
(pensive music)
- There it is.
- Yes sir.
- Welcome to the team.
- Welcome back.
- Let's f*cking do it.
(footsteps)
- Phew.
- Wow!
- Yeah.
(laughs)
- Whoo!
- Listen I'll, I'll
play with this tonight
and and we'll get it done
this is this is next level man.
- Yeah therapeutic.
Yeah, absolutely
thank you again.
Um, (sniffles)
- Thank you, man.
- I'll, I'll come by later
and do that
that second verse track,
I gotta...
- Yeah.
- I think I gotta
deal with some sh*t.
(laughs)
- Great stuff, man.
- Good night!
- Night!
(breathes heavily)
- Hey.
(sniffles)
(cellphone ringing)
(g*n c*ck)
Hey! Uh...
I, I know you probably
won't call me back
but I uh...
look I...
I just wanted to say that...
(tires screeching)
(g*n firing)
(pensive music)
Wishful thoughts
of growing older
Your hands in mine
but getting colder
So much life
left to see
Last time
we hold each other
Tears stream
from one another
But please don't leave
Don't leave,
don't leave
Don't leave,
don't leave
I don't want
to say goodbye
Don't leave,
don't leave
Don't leave,
don't leave
I don't want to
say goodbye
(pensive music)
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A Hundred Lies (2024)
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