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(ORGAN MUSIC PLAYING)
CHOIR: (SINGING) This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
- GIRL: You know - I'm gonna let it shine
- GIRL: 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
- Whoa - Jesus 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?
"Bright light," from "bright light."
(SINGING) Bright light My little light
- I'm gonna let it shine - Oh
Bright light My little light
I'm gonna let it shine
- My pretty little light - My bright light
I'm gonna let it shine
Let it shine, let it shine
- Let it shine - Oh, yeah
Oh
- 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
(DOOR OPENING)
WOMAN: (YELLING) I can't stay here and let him beat me like that.
You understand what I'm sayin' to you? I'm sick of that man!
- I ain't lettin' him beat me no more. - You better come back here!
You take care of Anna Mae, you understand?
- I won't! - Take care of her!
It's too much trouble to take care of both of 'em.
You can't leave Anna Mae here!
(INDISTINCT ARGUING CONTINUES)
(TRUCK DOOR SLAMS)
- You can't leave Anna Mae! - Take care of my baby!
You goddamn bitch!
GIRL: She took Alline and not me. How could she?
GRANDMA: Don't you worry about a thing.
You're gonna stay with Grandma, ya hear?
GIRL: When is she coming back to get me?
GRANDMA: 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 this her?
- Anna Mae! - Anna Mae?
- Mama, look at her. - Hi, sweetie, how ya doin'?
- Hi, Ma. - Look at you,
you ain't nothin' but skin and bone.
Come here.
All right, all right. Did you have a good ride, sweetie?
Yes, ma'am.
Well, what did you bring with you, baby, some bags? You got some bags?
That big brown one right there.
- ALLINE: I'll get it. - All right, come on.
- How'd you ever get so tall?
You know what? I kept all your letters, Alline.
MAMA: I'm sorry we missed Grandma's funeral.
You know, by the time we heard, Anna Mae, it was...
Yeah, I know.
ALLINE: Mama, can I borrow some of your new perfume?
Go ahead on, girl.
(GIGGLING)
And that was some fine sweet potato pie, baby.
- Your grandma teach ya 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're 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'.
(DISHES CLATTERING)
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, looky here.
Don't you get any ideas, baby girl.
I'm the only sinner in this house. Okay?
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: (SINGING) Well, I got a girl She lives up on the hill
- Alline! - Come on, Anna Mae.
Excuse me!
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.
ANNOUNCER: He's back!
That's right, lke Turner and the Kings of Rhythm.
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
All right!
(ROCKET 88 PLAYING)
You heard 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 V8 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.
(PIANO PLAYING)
Come on, step in my Rocket Don't be late
Baby, we're pullin' out 'bout half past 8:00
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
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
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
Oh, yeah, swing it.
I'm gonna pack my rags and go
All right, who's gonna help me out now, huh?
Ike!
(FEEDBACK)
I live across the street from the jukebox, baby
I...
Every time they spin that record, baby
Alline, they're just awful. How come they get up?
It makes me think of you
Please, girl. Every woman in here wanna sing with Ike's band.
He's got a reputation.
Oh, there's one song in particular, baby
No, not from his looks.
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
(SCREAMING)
There's one particular song, baby
Always stays on my mind
(SCREAMS)
Every time you play it, baby
I just break down and cry
(SCREAMING)
No, no, no, Mr. Turner, I'll wear it out.
(HUMMING, GIGGLING)
ANNA MAE: (SINGING) Oh, just one little song in particular, baby
Is that Anna Mae in there?
Always sticks in my mind
Yes, one little song
- I knew it! You been bit by the bug. - Ah!
You been bit by the Ike Turner bug! You got the flu.
- (LAUGHING) - Shut up, Alline!
- ANNA MAE: (HITS DOOR) Shut up! - Come on. Leave her alone.
There's been some lonely lonely nights
Baby, yeah, since you been gone
Lay my head on my pillow
How I cried all night long
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?
All right.
I see.
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
- I love you, Ike! - No!
ANNOUNCER: Come on! Pass it up!
IKE: Come on, now. Must be somebody out there who'll sing tonight.
Bring it here!
Come on. You ain't deaf. Bring the microphone.
Here!
Here, here, here!
Here, right here. Give it to my sister.
What you want, girl?
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. - (LAUGHING)
ANNAMAE: 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
(CROWD CHEERING)
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 and cry
Oh please don't leave me, baby
(CROWD CHEERING)
Yeah! That girl can sing!
Lord, give it to her!
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
Do you want a refill? No?
- White people eat here? - Yeah.
Spider, get going.
Where did Spider go?
- I sent him to get me some cigarettes. - 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.
- (GIGGLING) - (CHUCKLING)
I thought you ran out of smokes.
- Yeah, well... - Here's your silverware.
Ready to order?
Look here, I'm gonna have the steak and eggs, over easy.
And be sure to get whatever you want, hear?
- Miss? - I'll 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!
Let me put it to you this way. 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. Yeah, you definitely got a flair, girl.
(LAUGHING)
- Do you have a flair? - A flair? Yes, I do.
Matter of fact, I got a flair for writin' songs
and I also have a flair for makin' singers famous.
What do you mean?
People that's come up with me, folks that sang in my Revue,
a lot of 'em went on to be big time.
After they with me, they 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.
Yeah? He good?
Oh, yes, indeed. She is real good.
Matter of fact, she's very good.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
ANNA MAE: 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. 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'?
MAMA: 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?
(CAR HORN HONKING)
Who is that in a red convertible?
Red convertible?
(KNOCKING, DOOR OPENING)
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. - How can I help you, Mr...
Turner. Ike Turner. The Kings of Rhythm.
We play down at the Club Royal every...
Listen, Mrs. Bullock. Anna Mae sang at the club last night.
- She knocked everybody out. - No joking.
Mr. Turner say I got a flair, Mama.
- The kind 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. - MAMA: Go on, girl.
Mr. Turner, I don't know what you had in mind,
but this little girl's gonna be a nurse
and bring a steady paycheck in this house.
Yes, ma'am, but Miss Bullock,
did you ever see a nurse drivin' an automobile as fine as mine?
Meaning... 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.
I noticed my boys crushed some of your flowers accidentally outside.
That should cover the damages.
We'll be expectin' her around seven o'clock this evening.
It's been a pleasure meeting you, Mrs. Bullock,
and you have a nice day now.
ANNA MAE: (SINGING) Make me over Make me nice
And when I'm done Oh, I wanna be right
I wanna be made up
Anna Mae, you're gonna have to sing rougher. You hear me?
Rougher! From here.
Okay? All right. We'll 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."
- What's "rougher" mean? - Sing.
Now you got that girl screamin' like a maniac.
- Yes, ma'am. Keep singing. - That makes no sense.
Look here. That's what sells records, Ms. Bullock.
- Look, do you want a drink? - Yeah, I want a drink...
- Keep singin'. ...but I'm watchin' this rehearsal.
Come on, I'll get you a drink in the back. Come on, Alline.
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
Make me over I wanna be made over
From here. Let me hear it.
I wanna go crazy 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
Oh Lord, make me over
All right! Go ahead, Anna.
I wanna be made over I wanna be made over
Make me over
- I wanna be made over - Make me over
I wanna be made over
- Oh Lord, make me over - 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, Fross, Fross, tell them to be quiet.
Y'all look here. 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?
Jackie, you was 15 minutes late to rehearsal today, wasn't you?
A $5 fine.
(SPIDER LAUGHING)
What you laughing at, Spider?
You ain't but that far from not even having a job your damn self.
(LAUGHING)
All right, now. Y'all, look here.
It's gonna be Anna Mae's first run out the startin' gate.
I want all y'all to pitch in, help her out, do what you can, all right?
All right.
Yeah, hey, Lorraine!
- I'm tired of this shit, Ike. - Lorraine.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Now, now, come on, yeah.
JACKIE: We finally get paid, and he invents a new way to take it back.
And he want 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...
Just about to go home, but I wanted to say good night.
Well, don't go nowhere yet. Come on. Sit down and let me talk to you.
(LAUGHING)
You know, you got the prettiest smile.
You do.
Come on. Open your mouth for me.
You ain't been to the dentist before, have you?
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.
It's kind of 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, 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.
Ahhh!
What the fuck is goin' on here?
Lorraine, don't. Please, don't.
You ain't even worth the bullet.
(CRYING)
(GUNSHOT)
(SCREAMS)
(SOBBING)
- Lorraine. Lorraine! - IKE: What's the matter? Hey!
- Lorraine, Lorraine! - Lorraine!
- Open the door! Open, open the door! - Lorraine!
(SCREAMING)
(LORRAINE CRYING)
Lorraine! Anna Mae!
(ANNA MAE GAGGING)
Anna Mae. Hey, Fross! Hey, Fross, get up here, man!
(ANNA MAE SCREAMING)
Oh, shit! What happened?
IKE: Hey, call an ambulance. LORRAINE: You drove me to this, Ike!
I'll get an ambulance. You, you stay with her.
(BABY CRYING)
- Ike, Jr., go back downstairs, now. - Hey, hey, hey!
Watch him, Ike! Watch him!
(LORRAINE CRYING)
- Ike, come on. Let's go. We got to go. - (SIREN WAILING)
(DOOR OPENING)
(DOOR CLOSING)
How's Lorraine? Is she...
No, she's fine. She's gonna be all right.
Doctor says she gonna pull through just fine.
Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Yeah, I'm gonna be okay.
Damn.
I can't stand hospitals, ma'am.
My daddy got holes kicked in his stomach.
Took him three long years to die.
And you could smell his insides.
'Cause he was messin' around with some gangster's woman.
Can't stand hospitals, ma'am.
I'm sorry.
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...
- 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.
Just like everybody else
I tried to help out 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.
(MOANING)
(MOANING CONTINUES)
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
Look, look.
Oh, shit.
Hey, look here, y'all.
I want y'all to take Anna down to this beauty shop here.
Get her a bleach job like Marilyn Monroe,
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, come on.
- Where? - Right here. Come on. Let's go.
Hey, Anna Mae, what ya think, honey? Is it me, girl?
- Hey, what's the matter with you? - Nothin'.
I just didn't think we'd be playin' in a place like this.
What, thought we'd be playin' at Carnegie fuckin' Hall?
(LAUGHING)
From what I heard about Ike, baby, the shit's about to hit the fan.
Girl, now you know Ike'll work the fuck out of you.
- Do I detect a note of bitterness? - It's a gig.
And you know what they say about Ike.
(LAUGHING)
Oh, child, don't mind me. I'm just havin' a little fun.
Now, Anna Mae, what's that do doin' back there?
- It's lookin' kind of orange. - No, it's supposed to look like that.
- Hey, you the singer? - Yeah.
But you got to have more up there.
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.
DARLENE: I noticed that, too.
LEANNE: Noticed it? Honey, Ray Charles could see it.
- Uh-oh. - Uh-oh, what?
(SCREAMING)
Darlene!
Look what you did, girl. Now look at that!
Now, you know you need an ass whoopin'!
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
Anna Mae.
Anna Mae, get your butt out here, girl!
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
Rock me, baby
Rock me all night long
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
I want you to roll me, Daddy
Like you roll your flour dough
(CROWD CHEERING)
I want you to roll me
Till I want no more
Play my song.
(LAUGHING, CHEERING)
Hey, little Ann, girl, you were slick!
Ooo-eee!
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' about Ike.
Yeah, Jack better stop dancin' on my feet.
(LAUGHING)
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 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.
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?
How 'bout that?
You like that, huh?
Baby, look like you put on a few pounds there.
- Well... - Wait, wait, wait. Now, now, it's all right.
I like that. I like it when you're healthy like that.
Stop!
(CRYING)
IKE: 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.
- (ANNA MAE SINGING ON RADIO) - Come on, Craig, come on.
Let the baby rest and the nurses, too.
DEEJAY: Don't forget you heard that first on WTEX,
lke and Tina Turner with Fool In Love.
I don't know even when y'all got time to make that record.
"Ockateena"? Who is that?
Ike and Tina!
(LAUGHING) Sounds like weddin' bells to me, baby.
Yeah, girl. The man gave you his name.
Tina! What kind of name is that?
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!
Sexy thing on God's green earth!
MAMA: Go on, Ike, go on!
Hey, Doc, she lookin' kind of peaky. What's wrong with her?
DOCTOR: Well, she's quite ill.
We're looking at a severe case of anemia.
IKE: A who?
She needs rest, and I'm not releasing her.
Not for at least another three weeks.
No, no, no, not now.
I got a lot of dates booked between here and then.
I got San Antone. 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. - Ike?
Come on. Sit up for me. Come on, Fross.
There ya go. Now let him put his arm around you.
- There ya go. - Yeah, that's it.
(BABY CRYING)
What happened to the baby?
Fross got you. Come on. Let's go.
What time is it?
(CRYING CONTINUES)
Hey, little man, I got ya.
ANNA MAE: (GROANING) Ike, ain't I supposed to stay?
You all right, little man?
Look here, darling, you're supposed to stay with your man.
Who you gonna listen to, a 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.
No, I can't take my baby to Mexico.
Wait. Now hold on, now. Alline 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? 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
You're just a fool You know you're in love
What you say
- Yes, sir! Did you hear that, Fross? - Yeah, congratulations.
Look here, I'm a married man. Come on. Let's get out of here!
TINA: (SINGING) Darlin' IKE: Yes, Tina
It's time to get next to me
Honey, that was my plan from the very beginning
Darlin'
I never thought that this could be
- What do you mean? - Oh, yeah
Your lips set my soul on fire
And you fulfill my one desire
- Oh, darlin' - IKETTES: Yes, yes
- I think it's gonna work out fine - It's gonna work out fine
I wanna tell you something, lke.
Ikey
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?
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
Girl, you look like I felt last night. (LAUGHING)
- 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 ofays, I'd be number one with a bullet by now.
No, no, I got to murder somebody before I can get some ink.
(BABY CRYING)
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.
(CLEARING THROAT)
No, it's not me, Ike. It's my throat.
I mean, suppose I go out there, and don't nothin' come out?
Look, Anna, I don't know what you talkin' about,
but you can't do this tonight, not tonight.
I got too much ridin' on this, all right? Now, come on.
Ike, I'm really exhausted.
I mean, it's all happenin' too fast.
The baby and the road and the whole thing.
I 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 it's all happenin' too fast.
You got more excuses than a nigger goin' to jail.
You got too many excuses, woman.
This here's about business right here.
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?
I see, 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?
Now, we're here. We're at the place I been tryin' to get to my whole life.
We got the right song at the right place, 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.
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.
ANNOUNCER: And now, from St. Louis,
lke and Tina Turner singin' their new song, Fool In Love.
(APPLAUSE)
(CHEERS, APPLAUSE)
Ohhh
There's somethin' on my mind
Won't somebody please
Please tell me what's wrong
IKETTES: You're just a fool You know you're in love
What you say
You got to face it to live in this world
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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 why
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
Now, 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
Hey, hey, hey, hey
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 why
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'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
Now, 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
Hey, hey, hey, hey
- Tell me one more time, whoo - Do, do, do, do
(CHEERING)
ALLINE: This what you got off of Fool In Love?
It's an advance from Sue Records for songs I ain't even wrote yet.
My, oh, my, I am a fool in love!
(LAUGHING)
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. 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 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.
- (CRYING) - Shh.
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.
Mmm.
What's wrong with you, girl?
Every time I turn my back, Ma.
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.
Go on. I got the baby.
- No, honey, put 'em back on. - (GIGGLING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Give me my money, and put them glasses back on.
(CAR HORN HONKING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
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 up. - Ike, here they go.
They're yours. Y'all say hello to your daddy.
Come here. Wait right here.
I'm gonna talk to your mama. Don't go nowhere.
- Lorraine, come here. - No.
Look here, now.
I told you about showin' up here 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 come around here 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?
What am I gonna do with two more kids?
I saw you.
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.
I wanna see.
DEEJAY: It's the cool sound of KAJT
and here comes the hot sound of the British Invasion.
Manfred 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
MAN: So what's your take on the new English music invading the States?
Well, actually there ain't nothin' new about it.
It ain't nothin' but black music.
I mean, Negro music with an accent.
But, personally, I like a lot of it.
Ike, I sense you don't feel fully appreciated here?
Well, we have been doin' a lot of touring all over the country
and Ike's been writin' a lot of great new songs.
Ike?
(LAUGHS)
- Thank you. - Sure. You're welcome.
Thank you.
(I ONLY WANNA BE WITH YOU PLAYING)
(SCREAMING, LAUGHING)
Jackie! Jackie!
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING)
(WOMEN SCREAMING, LAUGHING)
Hey, you motherfuckers, be quiet out there!
I'm tryin' to work, goddamn it!
I'll be right back.
I only wanna be with you
It doesn't matter where you go or what you do
Ike, come on, come on, take a break with us.
What you talkin' about? I ain't got no time.
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.
No? Well, what about all them wigs and wardrobe
and whatnot you got in the back there?
What about the way you got this place decked out, huh?
All this furniture, that fish tank.
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 been tryin' to do, Ike.
But they all sound 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...
- I mean, not exactly, you know? - Mm-hmm.
I mean, but you do have your own style.
(WHIMPERS)
- (CRYING) - My own style, huh? What's wrong?
Ike, you promised you wouldn't hit me. Don't hit me, please!
- Seems like you wanna fight. - No, no!
Where you goin'? Come here. Here we go.
- No! - Here we go, huh?
(SCREAMING)
Ike, no! No!
(SCREAMING)
Ike, please!
Please! Stop!
- Shut the fuck up! - Stop it!
- Get in here! Shut the fuck up! - Ike, please!
No!
Huh?
(CRYING)
I 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!
(CRYING)
I said, go!
(RONNIE CRYING)
(ANNA MAE COUGHING)
Oh, Anna. Oh...
No, no, no.
I'm all right. 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, but I know he's sorry.
Is he sorry for all the other times, too?
- He's a pig! - Uh-uh. Don't do that, Jackie.
Don't do that.
Can't nobody understand that he got a lot of pressure right now?
Money. Music ain't right.
This, that and the other thing, and what do 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 nothing's happening. We know.
I know what I gotta do.
I'm gonna help get it back on track
and then things between me and him gonna get better.
Thank you.
(SLIDING DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
MAN: 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, everything.
And me, I'm just a homebody.
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've 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 have shown you how to do it right
- Do it right. - Do it right.
Do it right
Ahhhh
Twistin'
Shake it, shake it Shake it, baby, baby, whoo
Here we go loop the loop
Let me shake it up, baby
Here we go loop de la All right now
Said bend over let me see you shake a tail feather
You bend over Let me see you shake a tail feather
Will you bend over Let me see you shake a tail feather
Will you bend over and let me see you do it
Ahhhh
Twistin'
Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, baby
- Come on, baby - Shake it, shake it, shake it
Come on, come on, baby
Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, baby
And do the twist And do the fly
Shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, shake it
Now come on, come on, baby
Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it, baby
Shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, baby
- Ahhh - Ahhh
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
MAN: I'm gonna need you to move those lights there.
There's a whole bank.
Tina? Mr. Spector would like to have a word with you.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Turner.
Thank you.
Your performance was wild.
Hey, Phil Spector. I didn't know you was a fan.
Look here, anything you got to say to her, you can say to me.
All right then. I'd like to record a song with her.
Hey, y'all hear that?
Phil Spector want to record with Ike and Tina.
GIRL: All right!
I'd like to record a song with Tina.
Oh.
All right then.
Look here. Come on in my office. Let me talk to you about that here.
(RIVER DEEP, MOUNTAIN HIGH PLAYING)
When I was a little girl
I had a rag doll
Only doll I've ever owned
Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll
But only now my love has grown
And it gets stronger
In every way
And it gets deeper
Let me say
And it gets higher
Day by day
And do I love you My, oh my
Yeah, river deep mountain high
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If I lost you would I cry
Oh how I love you, baby
Baby, baby, baby
When you were a young boy did you have a puppy
That always followed you around?
Well, I'm gonna be as faithful as that puppy
No, I'll never let you down
'Cause it goes on and on Like a river flows
And it gets bigger, baby And heaven knows
And it gets sweeter, baby As it grows
And do I love you My, oh my
It's real good, Ann.
Real good work.
- Really, Ike? - Yeah. It's out of sight now.
I ain't lyin' to ya. It's out of sight.
- Really out of sight. - Thanks, Ike.
No, it's really out of sight.
DEEJAY: Of course, that's number one in Europe
and it's movin' up the charts here in the U.S.
You wanna turn that shit down?
That's Tina Turner and River Deep.
More of your favorites comin' up, so stay right where you are.
- Turn the music down. - Just a minute.
- Hey. - Fross!
- Hey there, Jackie. There's Anna Mae. - Yeah.
Look, what y'all want?
They got any beer?
Hell, no, they ain't got no beer, girl.
- Don't y'all want some breakfast? - I don't want any.
No, none for me.
- How y'all feelin'? - I feel good.
She should feel good with a hit song on her hands.
Could I have your autograph, Miss Turner?
That's Mrs. Turner.
That's a married woman you're talkin' to, boy.
GIRL: So when are you gonna make another single, Mrs. Turner?
ANNA MAE: Who knows, you know?
- There you go. - Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
- All right. Bye-bye. - Bye.
What's up with the bullshit, man?
We're supposed to be celebrating, huh? Come on.
We supposed to be celebrating, I guess. Ike and Tina Turner Revue
fixin' to go on tour with the Rolling Stones.
- There you go. - We're gonna celebrate.
Hey, can we get some of that cake?
Matter of fact, bring that whole cake over here.
Cake, cake.
Yeah, let's have some cake.
Come on. Bring us some plates. Get rid of these.
Yeah. All right.
Come on. Let's see. Don't that look good?
- Come on, Anna Mae. - I don't even want any cake.
- Come on. Just a little piece. - Come on, Ike.
- What's the matter, baby? - You high. You embarrassing me.
- Come on now. Open your mouth. - Come on.
See that? White man ask her to open her mouth,
she sing all goddamn day long.
I ask, you ain't gonna say nothin', huh?
- Come on now. I'm asking you nicely. - And I'm saying no nice.
- Ike, come on. - You know you want some of this cake.
- Come on, Ike... - Come on, eat some cake.
Ike! Shit!
So you done lost your motherfuckin' mind...
No, Ike, Ike. No, leave her alone, Ike.
- (SCREAMING) - Stop it! Stop it!
- Come on! Come on, bitch, get up! - Fucker! Fuck you, you motherfucker!
- Come on, get up! Come on! - Fuck you, Ike!
- I'm out of here, Ike! - IKE: I'm all right.
Fuck you, Ike! I'm out of here! You ain't gotta hit me but once!
Jackie, it's all right.
It is not all right to let some motherfucker pound on you!
If you had any sense, you'd get out of here, too!
If you had any sense you'd get the fuck out of here!
Kiss my ass! You a dead woman if you stay here.
And don't let me catch you around my house either!
Come on. Sit down and eat some cake, Anna Mae.
What the fuck y'all lookin' at? Just mind your own goddamn business.
Hey, somebody, clean this shit up, please!
Goddamn, Fross, this cake good.
Anna Mae, come on. This cake real good.
Anna Mae, just take the cake, please.
(GROANING) Where you goin'?
To the bathroom.
(GROANS)
Ike, Jr., come on. Wake up.
Michael, wake up. Come on. Hurry.
Go wake your brother. Come on!
Hey, Ma. It's so good to hear your voice.
Yeah, they're great.
Ma, I need to ask you a huge favor.
Yeah, well... I need to come stay with you.
- IKE JR: Ma, why you wake us up? - Huh? Shh, shh.
Come here. Come here. Hurry.
Yeah, well... What?
- Can we have some breakfast? - Over there.
- When did you talk to him? Shh, shh. - Mom, where's Dad?
When he what?
Ike bought you a house?
Jesus.
Jesus!
Ma, Ma, I'm comin' to see you, all right? Put this on.
Ma, I'm gettin' on a bus.
Do me a favor please, Ma. Don't tell Ike. Please.
- Where are we going? - All right, help me. Hurry.
ANNA MAE: (SINGING) This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
(PHONE RINGING)
(RINGING CONTINUES)
(SIGHS)
Hello.
Hello, Ike.
Okay. Sorry.
All right.
- Donuts? - 50 cents.
Keep the change. Thank you!
Here we go.
(RONNIE CRYING)
Michael!
- How long do we have, sir? - About five minutes.
Ike, Jr.!
Ike, Jr. And Craig!
No!
Ike!
Don't get in the car!
Get out of the car! Come on, boys! No!
I ain't got time for this foolishness now, Ann.
You gonna get in or you gonna stay here?
You're crazy!
You better get your ass in this car, woman. You hear me?
- Get out of the car! - I've been looking all over for you.
Don't nobody know where you're at. I'm callin' your mama.
Jackie don't know where you're at. Get in the car!
You know, they lock people up for kidnapping their kids.
Get in the car. Get in the car.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
ANNOUNCER: All right, sorry to keep you all waiting.
Are you ready? Come on!
(CHEERING)
We have a special, special treat.
For the first time in London,
the fantabulous duo, lke and Tina Turner!
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
You know,
every now and then I think you might like to hear something from us
nice and easy.
But there's just one thing.
Left a good job in the city
You see, we never ever do nothin'...
Workin' for The Man every night and day
...nice and easy.
We always do it nice and rough.
And I never lost one minute of sleep
But we'll take the beginning of this song and do it...
I was worried 'bout the way the thing might have been
Easy.
Big wheel keep on turnin'
But then we're gonna do the finish rough.
That's the way we do...
Proud Mary keep on burning
...Creedence Clearwater's Proud Mary.
- And we're rollin' - IKETTES: Mmm
Rollin'
Rollin' on the river
Listen to the song now.
- Left a good job in the city - Down in the city
Workin' for The Man every night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleep
And I was worried 'bout the way the thing might have been
You know the big wheel keep on turnin'
Big wheel keep on turnin'
Proud Mary keep on burnin'
- And we rollin' - Rollin'
- Rollin', yeah - Rollin'
- Rollin' on the river - Rollin' on the river
- Said we're rollin' - Rollin'
- Rollin', yeah - Rollin'
- Rollin' on the river - Rollin' on the river
(CHEERING)
(TEMPO SPEEDS UP)
Oh, I left a good job in the city
Workin' for The Man every night and day
And I never lost a minute of sleep
And worried 'bout the way things might have been
- Big wheel keep on turnin' - Turnin'
- Proud Mary keep on burnin' - Burnin'
Rollin' Rollin'
Rollin' on the river
Rollin' Rollin'
Rollin' on the river
Give up, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do
All right
Oh, I cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, y'all
And I pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
Till I hitched a ride on the riverboat queen
- Big wheel keep on turnin' - Turnin'
- Proud Mary keep on burnin' - Burnin'
We rollin' Rollin'
Rollin' on the river
Rollin' Rollin'
Rollin' on the river
Give up, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do
Yeah All right
Ooh, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you come down to the river
Oh, I bet you're gonna find some people who live
You don't have to worry if you got no money
People on the river are happy to give
- Big wheel keep on turnin' - Turnin'
- Proud Mary keep on burnin' - Burnin'
Rollin' Rollin'
Rollin' on the river
Rollin' Rollin'
We're rollin' on the river
Give up, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do
Shake that thing!
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
Thank you.
AUDIENCE: (CHANTING) Tina! Tina! Tina!
(CHANTING, CHEERING CONTINUES)
Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina!
Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina!
Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina!
(CHEERING)
(NUTBUSH CITY LIMITS PLAYING)
ANNA MAE: (SINGING) A church house, gin house
Schoolhouse, outhouse
On highway number 19
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits
Nutbush city
Goddamn, Ann. What the fuck you doin' in there, huh?
That ain't what you supposed to sing. Now, you know better than that.
You know you got to sing this motherfucker
the way I told you to, right?
Goddamn, Ann.
How many motherfuckin' times I got to tell you?
If you gonna sing the song, you got to sing this motherfucker.
You dig what I'm sayin'?
I wanna feel this motherfuckin' song through my skin.
You got to get up. I want you to get up from way in here.
You better put some stink on this motherfucker.
You better sing this motherfucker
like your life depend on it, you understand me?
All right, all right, all right, all right. Come on, Ike. Come on, come on.
Goddamn! How many motherfuckin' times I got to tell her this shit?
(INSTRUMENTAL TAPE ROLLS)
A church house, gin house
Schoolhouse, outhouse
On highway number 19
The people keep the city clean
They call it Nutbush
Oh, Nutbush
They call it Nutbush city limits...
(INSTRUMENTAL TAPE STOPS)
Look here, Ann, what the fuck was that, huh?
What's the problem here? You, what? You done forgot the words?
Of course I can remember the words, Ike. I wrote it.
Yeah, you wrote a motherfuckin' song,
and now you can't even remember the goddamn words?
I mean, what the fuck are you doin'?
- Later, man. - Yeah, all right now.
Look, ain't nobody gonna buy this motherfucker
unless you sing this motherfucker the way I know you can sing it, Ann.
I'm tryin' to help, Ike. All right?
Tryin' to help Ike?
You tryin' to help Ike? I ain't the motherfucker that need help.
You the one that need some help. What y'all think about this song?
- I don't know. - No, no. It ain't cool.
It ain't cool till I say it's cool. This is Ike and Tina.
And you gonna sing like I tell you to sing.
You gonna sing this motherfucker till you get it right.
You understand me? Come on, y'all. We need some privacy.
- All right, come on. Come on. - Get these people out of here.
- Get the fuck out. Y'all, get the fuck out. - Come on. Let's go.
IKE: Come on. We got to go to work. We got to go to work.
FROSS: Hey, hey, hey, where the fuck you goin'? This ain't flour.
Now get the fuck out. Shit.
- Come on. Let's go, let's go, let's go. - (KNOCKING)
- Get the fuck out, people. - See you tomorrow, girl.
- All right. - No wonder can't nobody hear you.
- Your goddamn shirt too loud. - (SNORTING)
Give me them glasses so I can look at that ugly motherfucker.
Hey, look here, what you want me to do? You want me to go?
- Oh, go on. I'm gonna work. - (SIGHING)
- All right then. - All right. I'll see you tomorrow.
All right, all right. Hey! (KNOCKING)
- Hey! Don't get none on you! - Hey, all right now.
- (LAUGHING) - Shit.
Ike, that's it for me, all right?
No, all right.
(SCREAMING)
Ike! No!
(CRYING) No!
No!
(SCREAMING)
(WHIMPERING)
(GROWLING, SHOUTING)
(PANTING)
IKETTE: I like this one. Darlene, look at this.
Darlene, do you think I could wear this?
Let me see that.
The mirrors. There are too many mirrors on it.
- Oh, but it's black and it's sexy. - They don't wanna see you in 3D.
Well, let's see that silver one.
- Who wore this dress? - Honey, nobody could fit into it.
That's why we couldn't wear it.
Girl, you know I could wear this dress. I could wear this dress.
(MUMBLING) Don't get paid...
If we're not on time.
IKETTE: Polka dots? No, not polka dots.
I don't care what you pick. You just better pick something and hurry up.
- Make sure Ike... - Anna? Anna, what is it?
- Get paid. - Darlene!
Darlene, something wrong with her! Anna, Anna, what you take?
(MUMBLING)
- DARLENE: Oh, my God. - Ike. Ike!
(SIREN BLARING)
(COUGHING)
Hold on to this.
Come on, Anna Mae. Come on, baby. You gonna make it.
Goddamn, if you don't make it...
I kill you, hear me?
Hear me, bitch? If you don't make it, I'll kill you.
Miss Turner? Sorry. I know you said no visitors, but your sister's here.
Just one minute.
(WHIMPERS)
Anna Mae Bullock?
Tina Turner.
I was afraid they wouldn't let me in if I wasn't family.
Jackie.
Oh, little Ann.
Well, honey, this isn't a good way to take a coffee break from Ike.
I got a sofa bed.
It's yours if you need it.
I'll be all right.
I just want you to know that I'm here.
I'm still your friend.
I love you, Anna Mae.
You take care of yourself, little Ann.
(BLARING ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT TALKING)
MAN: Whoo!
Hey.
Psych. Horseshit.
- Turner. Turner. - Oh, hey, Ann.
- Morning, Ike. - Feelin' all right?
Ike, Jr.! Junior! Junior! Say hey to your mama.
Hi, Mama.
How do you like the way we got the place decked out for you, huh?
Look here, next time you want to take some time off,
give a nigger some notice.
I mean, goddamn, we on the road, you gonna fuck around
and end up in a hospital for what? For nothing.
You done run up this doctor bill.
Cost me a whole lot of money, you know that?
Look, we got some new material,
and I want you to get together with the girls
and come up with some new routines.
We got wardrobe fittings. We got...
What, 12 more cities in a couple of weeks.
And we got to get on the road next week.
Michael and Ronnie running around here
like they done lost their mind. Now you supposed to be their mama.
I wish you'd get after them about that school work and things.
Now, I hope you got some rest 'cause I'm gonna need ya.
I'm gonna need ya to be on top of your game.
'Cause we got to go out and do what we got to do. All right?
Sure, Ike.
- Sure. - All right.
Good to see ya.
(DOG BARKS)
(INDISTINCT CHANTING)
(DOORBELL RINGS)
JACKIE: Just a minute.
(SIGHS)
Anna Mae. Well, what a surprise.
Hello, Jackie.
I know it's not like me to come by without calling,
but I just really felt like seeing you.
It's okay. I'm glad you did.
Well, come on in and make yourself at home.
Well... (LAUGHS)
This is... This is a little different.
Yeah, I know. Would you like some tea?
Yeah. Hey, why not.
So how you doin', Anna?
Oh, you know, busy as ever. Gettin' ready to go on tour.
- Twelve cities. - How are you doin'?
Hey, you know me. Once I'm on stage, I'm fine.
- And when you're not? - Hey, all right now.
See? Now, ain't no such thing as not being on stage.
You ain't on stage? You gettin' ready to go on stage, huh?
Hey. Hey, bitch. Wait, wait, wait a minute, motherfucker.
Now what, what you doin', huh?
What, what, what? You, you makin' fun of me?
Now you know, fine. Fine your ass!
See that? Now, now, see, now that,
that's the shit there that I'm talkin' about.
Next time I just might not take your motherfuckin' ass
to the hospital.
Oh, Ike... I'm sorry, Ike.
Am I late for rehearsal?
Bitch! Bitch, you came here late.
You gonna owe me at the end the week, goddamn it.
Jackie? Jackie, what you doin', huh? Jackie, what you do?
You gonna try that again? You gonna try that again, Jackie? Fine your ass.
(JACKIE LAUGHING)
Oh, Lord. Mmm.
Oh, Anna. Anna, I'm...
- (LAUGHS) - Oh, Anna, I'm... No, I'm...
- No, I'm sorry. No, I'm sorry. - No, no, Jackie.
(CRYING)
Oh, Jackie, I just...
You know, I know what it's like
to have your own blood walk out on you.
And I just can't walk out.
(SOBBING)
I just...
I just can't walk out.
I just...
Oh. It's going to be okay.
Oh, it's gonna be okay.
Now, listen. It's going to be okay.
Mm-mmm.
Anna, come here.
Come here. Come on.
I want to share something with you.
ANNA MAE: This is what you were doin' when I came up?
Yeah, I was. And I'd really like to finish it with you.
Okay.
Just follow me.
Anna, just say these words with me.
Nam myoho...
Renge kyo.
Jackie, what... I don't know what...
I don't know what I'm saying. It sounds...
I know, I know, I know. It feels strange, but it's chanting.
I'm a Buddhist now.
And when you chant, Anna, you can see things clearly.
It's like life's mirror.
And when you can see yourself clearly,
you can change anything.
Come on.
You want to try it with me?
(CHANTING) Nam myoho renge kyo.
BOTH: Nam myoho renge kyo.
ANNA MAE: Nam myoho renge kyo.
- (ANNA MAE CHANTING QUICKLY) - (BLARING ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Nam myoho renge kyo.
(ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)
(BELL CHIMES)
Nam myoho renge kyo.
Hey, Fross.
(ANNA MAE CHANTING)
- Turn the music up. - Turn it up?
- (INCREASES VOLUME) - (CHANTING CONTINUES)
- Hey. - Come on, Ike.
Come on now. What you doin'?
I'm tryin' to get some sleep.
Be careful with that chocolate bar. Don't get it on your suit.
Hey, come on, Ann. I'm tryin' to get...
Where you goin'? Hey, where you...
What's wrong? Hey. Hey, Ann, you better come back over here
- so I can get some sleep now. - Go straight to hell, Ike.
- Hey, Ann, where you goin'? - Taxi!
Come on, now. Get in the car now.
- What are you talkin' about, taxi? - I'm going shopping.
Look, you ain't goin' shoppin'.
When you wanna go shoppin', I'll have a man take you shoppin'.
Woman, I tell you, get your ass in this car.
I ain't playin' with you now.
Hey, hey, call me when you're ready to go to sound check.
Yeah, don't worry about it. Make sure everybody be there
- when they're supposed to be there. - All right, all right, all right.
What's wrong with you, talkin' to me like that?
- What you say? - Don't start with me.
- I ain't in the mood today, all right? - Oh, you ain't in the mood?
What the...
Don't you ever talk to me like that again. You hear me?
You hear me?
I'm gonna make sure you don't never talk to me like that no more.
- Come here. - No, Ike.
- Come here. What? - No!
I'll show you somethin'. Gonna talk to me like that again, huh?
No!
(WHIMPERING)
All right, girl!
Come here. Come here.
- (SCREAMS) - Fight like a man?
(SCREAMS, GROANING)
Is that your best shot? Huh?
You can't do no better than that? Come on. Come on!
(GROANING)
(IKE SCREAMING)
Turner.
Thank you.
Can I call you a doctor, Miss Turner?
Nobody don't need no damn doctor.
- Where the elevator at? Come on. - Just around the corner.
TV: Tab diet cola
Hey, Ann, I want you to wake me up an hour before the sound check, hear?
Anna Mae Bullock, you hear me? You hear what I said?
- You hear what I said, woman? - Sure, Ike.
Is there anything else you want me to do for you, baby?
Go on in there and clean yourself up. (SNIFFS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Ike?
(SNORES)
Miss Turner?
(CAR HORN HONKING, TIRES SCREECHING)
(WHIMPERING)
(PANTING, MOANING)
I need to speak with your manager.
Yes, ma'am. Right away. George.
I'm... I'm Tina Turner.
My husband and I just had a fight.
I'm supposed to open at the Academy tonight.
I have 36 cents and a Mobil card,
but if you would give me a room,
I swear I will pay you back.
- No, no, no. That won't be necessary. - Take these.
Now, Miss Turner, I'd be honored. Really.
We'll take care of you.
Thank you.
Nick.
Let's give Ms. Turner a room.
Thank you.
IKE: People keep asking me where I'm hidin' my investments.
Because he's right.
The only investments I got, she done destroyed.
The Ike and Tina Turner Revue, that was my investment.
Ike, Jr.! Ike, Jr.!
We couldn't play all the dates I booked.
People are mad at me all over the country.
$750,000 she done cost me.
What I got left: I got some clothes, I got some jewelry.
The rest I got tied up in investments. I ain't got nothin' else.
Please instruct your client to remove his sunglasses. This is a courtroom.
Well... You ain't got to instruct me to do nothin'.
Your Honor, in order to expedite this matter, my client would like
to make an oral motion amending her petition for divorce,
revoking any financial claims.
I want you to be very sure about this.
It means you're going to walk out of here with absolutely nothing.
Except my name.
I'll give up all that other stuff, but only if I get to keep my name.
I worked too hard for it, Your Honor.
The name is mine. The name got my daddy's blood on it.
Now she want to go...
She can go wherever she want to go, but the name belong to me.
No, no, look here now. Hey, hey, hey, get your hand off me, man.
Mr. Turner. Sir?
Now, look, if she want to go, she can go.
That's fine. She can go, but the name stays home.
As Mrs. Turner has decided to drop all claims,
I hereby grant her divorce on the grounds of irreconcilable differences.
Mr. Turner will retain all publishing rights, royalties, all real property,
clothing, jewelry and all other assets.
Mrs. Turner will retain the use of her stage name.
We did it, Mama. We did it.
Anna Mae Bullock! See, you ain't know that was her name. Hey!
That's all right. I'm gonna talk to her. Yeah, you keep the name, Anna Mae.
You keep the name. But remember who gave it to you? I did!
That's right, I gave it to you!
What you gonna do? You got four grown boys.
Yeah, carry your country ass back to Nutbush!
No, it's all right, man. It's all right.
FROSS: All right, sonny. Come on now. Let's go.
Ike, Jr., come on. We goin' home now.
(CROWD MURMURING)
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to San Francisco,
and welcome to the Fairmont Hotel.
This marvelous truffle salad and lovely chicken,
prepared specially this evening.
ANNA MAE: Oh, my God. Roger Davies came.
Ohh.
(LAUGHS)
I really want this manager to sign me. I'm so nervous.
We are very, very happy tonight to have an old-time favorite.
"Old-time?" Old...
Miss Tina, of lke and Tina Turner Revue.
Go get 'em, Grandma.
(AUDIENCE CHEERING)
(DISCO INFERNO PLAYING)
- Yes! Oh, baby! - We love you!
I don't want to see the show if I have to pay extra.
- It's included, sir. Have a seat. - Does it come with a drink?
- No, ma'am. - No, that's how they get you.
Burn, baby, burn
- Burnin' - To my surprise
One hundred stories high
People gettin' loose now
Gettin' down on the roof
I tell ya
Folks screamin'
Out of control
It was so entertainin'
When the boogie starts to explode
I heard somebody say burn, baby, burn
Disco inferno
- Burn, baby, burn - Burn that mother down now
- Burn, baby, burn - Disco inferno
Burn, baby, burn
You see, Ike... Ike was straight R&B.
You know? My baby done left me...
Took all my money, cut up my clothes.
I'm standing here naked. I'm so sad.
(LAUGHING)
But I ain't about the blues anymore, you know?
- Well, what are you about? - Ooh.
- Rock and roll. Yeah! - Yeah?
- Rock and roll. - (LAUGHING)
That's right. I'm talkin' about the energy of it.
Fun stuff, you know. You hear it in the music of, like, Bowie and Jagger.
You know, that's the stuff I wanna do.
Not that old sad-sack stuff I used to do with Ike
and not this boring stuff I have to do for these hotels.
You know, rock and roll is for young people.
It's a very different audience to what you'd be used to with Ike.
I just believe that anything is possible.
You know? Anything.
Now it took me a long time to get Ike out of my system...
And now that I've done that, I'm ready.
I'm ready, and I know what I want.
Tina, cheers.
To you.
- To us. - To us.
- I'll see you tomorrow, noon. - Noon?
- Yes. No, you need to come in early. - You said 1:00.
Hey, Tina, between you and Roger, how do you expect us to get any rest?
I'll just stay up till then.
Good night, fellas.
Hello, Anna Mae.
Hey, look, I... Look, I just wanna talk to you now.
Give me a few minutes of your time.
No. I don't think so, Ike.
Come on, Ann. Now hold on. Look, I brung you something.
I brung a gift for ya. Hold on. Look here. You're gonna like this.
Oh, yeah, you gonna like this. Look here. Huh?
Come on. I brung 'em for ya. Now, go on and take 'em.
- Thank you. - You're welcome. Now, I'm...
Look, I just need to talk to you a couple, two, three minutes, all right?
All right?
I'm not gonna make it. I need to talk to somebody. Please.
All right. Two minutes.
- There you go. - Uh-uh.
Okay. Okay, two minutes. Two minutes.
Goddamn, girl. You look good!
- Thanks. - Mmm-mmm-mmm. (SNIFFING)
What is that you got on? You smell good.
- Look, Ike... - All right, all right, all right.
What is this about, huh?
Well, the record company tryin' to put me in jail.
Talkin' about I owe them all kind of money, and I got to do somethin'.
Well, you do, Ike. I mean, you took a lot of advance money,
and you didn't make good on it.
Yeah, well, look here, I know all that, but...
See, if I could just get me another hit record, now I'd be all right.
They'd get off my back and give me some slack.
You know what I'm talkin' about?
Look, I've been writing some songs. Yeah, I have.
And I wrote this one song. It's called...
Goddamn, I forgot the name of it. Anyway, look here, I wrote it for you.
And it's got... I mean, it's a beautiful love song.
It's got that real nice slow groove everybody listen to now.
And every time I hear it, it remind me of us.
I got my own band now, you know. I got my own songs.
But a lot of that stuff you do in there, there ain't nobody gonna buy that.
I mean, maybe somebody gonna buy it, but it ain't like you and me.
I mean, when we was together, our thing was... Like this here.
Look, I really got to go.
Just hold on a second, will ya? I got one more thing I wanna say to you.
Look, I been doin' a lot of thinkin' and...
Two minutes.
All right, now! Look... Goddamn it, I miss you, Ann.
I'm tired of this. This done gone on long enough,
and I want you to come home now.
I know everything between us wasn't...
Look, everybody got problems, Ann.
I'm tryin' to take care of mine. I gave up that narcotic.
I'm just... Look, I'm tellin' you right here and right now,
I'm gonna try and do right by you this time.
- Bye, Ike. - Bye? Wait a minute!
I ain't through talkin' to you yet now. You think about this: I made you.
You wasn't nothin' without me,
and you ain't gonna be nothin' without me.
I was wonderin' when old Ike Turner was gonna show up.
You get on. Do your la-di-da thing. Go ahead.
Yeah, all right. Lay it on.
You ain't Donna Summer. I'm gonna see you again, Ann.
Goddamn it. You done broke my window.
Look what you done did now. You messed up a nice automobile.
That's all right. I'm gonna take care of that.
This shit ain't over, Anna Mae.
You can believe this shit ain't over.
I'm a soul survivor
Soul survivor
DAVIES: Okay, well, it's very exciting.
We've booked the Ritz in New York City.
One of the reasons for doing this showcase at the Ritz
is that a lot of these people,
a lot of these doubters can come along and see
how exciting this new stuff really is and how,
how focused she really is at the moment.
In Buddhism, we do a chant called "Nam myoho renge kyo"
and what that signifies is that everything in our life
is cause and effect.
If there's anything within you that needs to be changed, you do it.
You change it.
MAN ON TV: Can Tina Turner really make a comeback at age 44?
- Forty-three! Here. - What? Thank you.
- Tell 'em to get it straight. - (KNOCKING)
- JACKIE: Who is it? - About time he turned up.
Ike, Jr., Mother.
Hey.
What happened? Who did this to you, Junior?
Father. He freaked out. He kicked me out of the house.
Jackie. Come on in here.
Get me something to clean him up with, please.
- Yeah, yeah. - What happened?
Turn that off, please. Come on. Ronnie.
Listen. I don't want you goin' back over there, all right?
I want you to stay with me.
Ma, there's something you should know.
I mean, he's been sayin' crazy stuff.
I mean, anybody mention you or the show at the Ritz, he just go nuts.
He go nuts. He said you ain't gonna walk out on that stage.
- That man has got a hit out on you. - Thank you, Jackie.
Listen, Junior. Don't you think about that. You hear me?
I'm sorry. I know it hurts.
Mama, he wants to hurt you.
He's gonna hurt you. I don't know what he's gonna do.
Come here.
I'm sorry. I know it hurts.
(BELL CHIMING)
Nam myoho renge kyo.
(KNOCKING)
- MAN: Five minutes, Miss Turner. - Okay, thank you.
All right, now, listen. I'm going out the front. See you after the show.
- Okay. All right. - All right. All right.
Roger?
Thanks.
Good luck, huh?
(SIGHS)
Okay.
(KNOCKING)
Yeah, come in.
Damn, who died?
You got enough flowers in here for a funeral, eh?
How'd you get in here, Ike? What do you want, huh?
Hey, it's a big night for little Anna Mae.
I come to see the show just like everybody else.
How'd you get past security?
Oh, come on, now. You know me better than that.
Now look here, I told you. I told you it wasn't over.
I told you you was gonna see me again. Here I am, big and bold as shit.
You didn't even believe me. Thought you was gonna get away from me.
Thought a nigger like me was gonna let you get away from me?
You can't get away from me, Ann. I'm in here.
Now you gonna act like you don't even know me.
Yeah, I know you, Ike.
- I know you real well, all right? - All right, Ann.
You know me so well, tell me what I'm gonna do now.
Hmm?
Come on. I can't hear you.
You ain't got all that mouth now. Come on. Tell.
- Talk to me, Ann. I can't hear you. - That supposed to scare me?
Oh, yeah.
What you gonna do? I don't know.
Do what you wanna do, Ike. I don't care.
Let me tell you what I'm gonna do.
I got a roomful of people who've come to see me.
You hear me, Ike? Come to see me.
So what do you wanna do? I don't know.
Shoot me?
Pistol-whip me?
Mm-hmm.
(AUDIENCE SHOUTING)
Yeah, Tina!
ANNOUNCER: Here she is in her first solo performance at the Ritz...
Ladies and gentlemen, Tina Turner!
(WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT PLAYING)
(APPLAUSE, CHEERING)
You must understand
Though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That it's only the thrill
Of boy meeting girl Opposites attract
It's physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore
That it means more than that
Oh, oh what's love got to do, got to do with it?
What's love but a secondhand emotion?
What's love got to do got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
It may seem to you that I'm acting confused
When you're close to me
If I tend to look dazed I read it someplace
I've got cause to be
There's a name for it
There's a phrase that fits
But whatever the reason you do it for me
Oh, oh what's love got to do, got to do with it?
What's love but a secondhand emotion?
What's love got to do got to do with it?
I've been taking on a new direction
And I have to say
I've been thinkin' about my own protection
It scares me to feel this way
Oh, oh, what's love
Got to do I said got to do with it?
What's love but a secondhand emotion?
What's love got to do got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
- What's love - Got to do got to do with it?
- What's love - What's love
But a secondhand emotion?
What's love
Got to do I say got to do with it?
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken?
(CHEERING, APPLAUSE)
(I DON'T WANNA FIGHT PLAYING)
There's a pale moon in the sky
The kind you make your wishes on
Whoa, like the light in your eyes
The one I build my dreams upon
It's not there any longer
Something happened somewhere and we both know why
Hmm, but me I'm gettin' stronger
We must stop pretending I can't live this lie
I don't care who's wrong or right I don't really wanna fight no more
Too much talkin', babe
Let's sleep on it tonight I don't really wanna fight no more
This is time for letting go
I hear a whisper in the air
That simply doesn't bother me
Boy, can't you see that I don't care
Or are you looking right through me
- It seems to me that lately - Seems to me that lately
You look at me the wrong way and I start to cry
- Could it be that maybe - Could it be that maybe
This crazy situation is the reason why
Oh
I don't care who's wrong or right I don't really wanna fight no more
Too much talkin', babe
Don't care now who's to blame I don't really wanna fight no more
This is time for letting go
Hanging on to the past
It only stands in our way
We have to grow for our love to last
But we just grew apart
Oh, don't wanna hurt no more
But, baby, don't you know No, I don't wanna hurt no more
Too much talkin', babe
Don't care now who's to blame I don't really wanna fight no more
Tired of all these games
I don't care who's wrong or right I don't really wanna fight no more
This time I'm walkin', babe
So let's sleep on it tonight I don't really wanna fight no more
This is time for letting go
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