Showtime is a 2002 comedy film directed by Tom Dey and starring Robert De Niro and Eddie Murphy.
The film centers on two cops, Det. Mitch Preston (Robert De Niro) and Officer Trey Sellars (Eddie Murphy), who are paired together for a reality police show and run into real trouble with a crime lord. The beginning of the story closely parallels that of the 1988 film The Dead Pool, in which Harry Callahan intentionally breaks a news camera and is subject to favors for the news channel as a result. In this film, Detective Mitch Preston breaks a news camera after a failed confrontation with a drug lord, who escapes by using an extremely destructive custom-built gun. Maxis Television, the network which employed the cameraman, decides to sue the police department for ten million dollars. The lawsuit will be dropped if Mitch agrees to star in a reality cop television show which Trey later calls Showtime!.
Trey enters the picture shortly after, as an LAPD officer who actually wants to be an actor while also tries to becomes a police detective on the side. He pays a friend to snatch the purse of the show's producer, Chase Renzi (Rene Russo), and then retrieves it after a staged fight scene. Even though the deception is embarrassingly revealed, Chase is impressed and signs Trey on anyway. It is quickly revealed that the show's producers have little interest in filming an actual police officer's existence: they build a mini-movie set in the middle of the station, and replace Mitch's nondescript personal car with a Humvee. They also hire William Shatner (who once played T. J. Hooker) to give both men tips on how to act. Trey is eager to learn, Mitch is merely annoyed.
Plot
Blaze You Out tells the story of Lupe, a strong-willed aspiring DJ, and her younger sister Alicia who live in the Esperanza Valley, a community that is suffocating by generations of heroin use. When Alicia witnesses a murder and disappears, Lupe sets out on a dangerous journey that forces her into the town's ruthless underworld. She quickly discovers that in order to save the person that matters most, she must harness the power that exists within her and connect with the divine that surrounds her.
They took her sister. She'll take their lives.
Where The Truth Lies
Plot
After Ladybug Taylor leaves her husband Bobby and son Tyler, her life becomes intertwined with alcohol, a pimp named Curly and a vampire insurance salesman named Walter. Walter's superior, Gene somewhat mirrors Ladybug as the story progresses serving as a character study for the both of them.
Plot
Together four women make up one man's dream woman. When the stress of each of their character flaws and issues become too much to handle he gives, with the help of an eccentric married couple, the women a final test of compatibility and love. Ultimately, he is faced with the decision of which woman he will to pursue.
Keywords: drug-use, haven, indiana, love, true-love, world
Just Another Four Letter Word
Second place is first place for losers
Eddie Reynolds: Second place is first place for losers!
Sam Brown: I'm number 2 because I'm the shit!
Jill Watson: Sam Loves me, and Sam has always loved me, and you know that Sam was never actually dating me, but he remained celibate, the entire time that we weren't together? He would write me notes that I wouldn't respond to because I was dedicated to bobby, that would just say "I'm not fucking anyone... but you in my head". And I thought, after awhile, how can I just reject that? That is just really, really, really dedication.
Bobby Dukes: [with a bag placed over his head] Why does this bag smell like doughnuts?::Bill Henry: That is the smell of death. That is the smell of the death of your failure. That is the smell of the death of your defeat. That is the smell of the death of your shame...::Bobby Dukes: It smells like doughnuts.
Bill Henry: Good work Muddogs. You feel that tingle in your gonads? Welcome to the next level. You have been bobbycied. You have been dukellated.
Bill Henry: You have two days bobby dukes, to get yourself back on the saddle of your formal self. You will not achieve that goal by splashing around in the lower end of your pool of self esteem...::Bobby Dukes: [under his breath] What does that mean?
Bill Henry: Oh, Bobby Dukes, please kick their ass so hard that their ass goes up their own ass.
Bill Henry: When we were formed on an atomic level, all these little tiny cells come together in a very very specific comibinion. [With fingers coming together] Boop boop boop; might become you. Boop boop boop; a different way might become me. Boop boop boop; another way might become Pat Sajack. Once every 10,000 years or so, these chromosomes come together in just a special way. When they came together that day, that was Bobby Dukes.
Plot
In Montreal, the wanderings of two urban homeless, Marcel, an old timer and Joseph, who just landed in the big city. Both philosophers and resourceful nice bums roam the streets of the metropolis in search of Stanley, the only friend of Marcel and who has not been heard of since a long time. Throughout their adventures, the two men forged an unbreakable friendship. Will they find Stanley before it's too late?
Keywords: poverty, tramp
I remember you when you was me
oh what a beautiful sight
you'd cool it up
or you'd cool it down
from some dizzy, dizzy height
I can still hear that rolling sound
like a diesel in my head
sometimes I wake and I think of you now
forgetting that you're dead
I was born on a rolling train
Runnin' when I hit the ground
I watch these wheels turning now
nothing here, nothing left
watching the daylight fade away
watching the daylight go to town
Well
This hotel rooms like the wild, wild west
and there's strangers moving underground
I still have your photograph
it picks me up when I'm feeling down
Pull up a chair and you pour me one
let's kick back and let it roll
There's nothing here
and there's nothing left
but watching the daylight go to town
We'd get swept up on a pillow fight
you just couldn't let it go
I watch these wheels turning now
nothing here, nothing left
watching the daylight fade away
watching the daylight go to town
Don't you fade away
solo
Well I guess I'm walking right back home
got to set this all down
pull up a chair and you pour me two
cos there's nothing here,nothing left
but watching the daylight turn around
watching the daylight go to town
watching this world spin around
watching the daylight go to town
Hallo liebe Leute
Bitte gebt schön Acht
Denn wir haben euch hier und heute etwas mitgebracht
Text für'n Kopf und Musik für's Ohr
Macht euch drauf gefasst
Wir machen euch was vor!
Durchs Ohr, ins Gehirn und direkt in Bauch
Machen jede Menge Schall
Und ziemlich wenig Rauch.
Mal leise und mal laut
Mal flüsternd und mal krachend
Kurz: Wir sind gekommen, um Musik zu machen.
Im Club oder Saal oder Open-Air
Radio und CD alles kreuz und quer
Die Hauptsache ist wir sind mit dabei
Licht an
Und Bühne frei!
Dreh' völlig ab oder bleib ganz cool
Lehn dich zurück oder tanz auf'm Stuhl!
Sing mit oder nicht!
So oder so
Herzlich Willkommen, hier ist die Wise Guys Show!
Wir kommen nicht aus dem schönsten Stadt der Welt
Sondern aus der Stadt, die sich für die schönste hält
Dieser Köln-Effekt
Der manchen Fleck verdeckt
Hat uns nie verschreckt
Köln ist einfach korrekt!
Wir geh'n zum Lachen auf die Bühne
Und nicht in'n Keller.
Können auch ohne Kölsch fröhlich sein,
Doch mit gehts schneller.
Wir machen was wir wollen
Sonst lassen wir's sein
Und darum passen wir in keine Schulblade rein.
Schubladendenken - Blödsinn mit Methode!
Wir machen unser Ding eben neben der Komode.
Die Hauptsache ist, ihr seid mit dabei.
Licht an
und Bühne frei!
Dreh' völlig ab oder bleib ganz cool
Lehn dich zurück oder tanz auf'm Stuhl!
Sing mit oder nicht!
So oder so
Herzlich Willkommen, hier ist die Wise Guys Show!
(gesprochen) Meine Damen und Herren, die Band.
Clemens, Sari, Ferenc, Eddie und Dän
Fünf Autobahnmatrosen, ohne Kapitan
Fahr'n durchs ganze Land
Ständig unterwegs
Manchmal mehr schwer in Eile
Nichtmal Zeit für'n Keks
Showtime!
Wo wamma nomma am Montag? (Bonn am Rhein)
Wo wamma nomma am Dienstag? (Frakfurt Main)
Wo wamma nomma am Mittwoch? (Weiter zieh'n)
Wo wamma nomma am Donnerstag? (In Berlin)
Wo wamma nomma am Freitag? (Gütersloh)
Wo wamma nomma am Samstag? (im Studio)
Wo wamma nomma am Sonntag? (Ich glaub ins Trier)
Wo simma nomma heute? Heut' sind wir hier!
Dreh' völlig ab oder bleib ganz cool
Lehn dich zurück oder tanz auf'm Stuhl!
Sing mit oder nicht!
So oder so
Herzlich Willkommen, hier ist die Wise Guys Show!
Dreh' völlig ab oder bleib ganz cool
Lehn dich zurück oder tanz auf'm Stuhl!
Sing mit oder nicht!
So oder so
Herzlich Willkommen, hier ist die Wise Guys Show!
Wenn ihr Lust habt seh'n wir uns nach der Show
Wir machen nach der Show noch ein Afterglow
Also, rennt nicht weg, geht noch nicht nach Hause
Wir müssen ja zum Glück morgen früh nicht raus
Put on your best clothes
We've been waiting too long for this moment
I'll put on my best smile
I'm shining inside and I'm proud of our love but
Everytime I turn around you say that you're not checking for love in that way
But everytime I come around you seem
So ready for this
Showtime our love's coming out
Lights camera action show what we're about cuz it's
Showtime our love's breaking out
Let's show the world you're my boy
I'm your girl cuz it's
Showtime our love's coming out
Lights camera action let it all hang out
Cuz it's showtime
Yeah our time is now
Let's show the world you're my boy
I'm your girl
Let's break a leg out there
This could be the start of the rest of our lives
I've got so much to share
And I'm ready to put it all out there for you
But everytime I turn around you seem
So afraid of what people might say
But can't you see it's a game they play
Trying to cast a shadow on our love
I wanna love you when I want
Want to love you where I want to
Wanna touch you when I wanna
Wanna kiss you when I wanna baby
Because it's not fair to love you in chains
Showtime...
Showtime...
People tell me I'm not getting younger in this place
The other guy in this room I'm sick of his face
And there's a guy who's watching me, it really is a drag
Hassling me on my way to work making license tags
But you ain't seen the last of me yet
I'll find you baby, on that you can bet
I didn't mind the risk of a life of crime
When I get out of here...
Showtime...
Showtime...
Eight long years to do, I've just finished two
These walls are a little bit tight
I'd rather be with you
Good behavior and I'll be out on parole
Or maybe I'll bust outta here, I'm losing self control
But you ain't seen the last of me yet
I'll find you baby, on that you can bet
I didn't mind the risk of a life of crime
When I get out of here...
Well i was young and in love, I pulled the perfect crime
You blew the whistle on me baby, and now I'm doing time
I guess you never loved me, you used me like a tool
And that guy out there with you, must think that I'm a fool
But you ain't seen the last of me yet
I'll find you baby, on that you can bet
I didn't mind the risk of a life of crime
When I get out of here
Showtime
Showtime
Showtime
Showtime
Hang a guitar on my shoulder
Check the vacant drooling faces round the room
Another heartbreak battle
And I'm only getting older
Jesus help me when I say I'll give it all up pretty soon
Daytime
Time to fight the morning's headache
Gulp an aspirin bang together one more song
Inspiration cauterised
By years of useeless heartache
Every shallow nights reaction sounding twisted up and wrong
These last years
Years gone down to the showtime
Showtime
Try to catch the spark
That got me hooked so many years ago and died
Second-rate musicians
Feeding infantile illusions
Reading music magazines to keep the habit satisfied
Pitching
To some demographic average
What the hell he's staying home for, I don't see him here tonight
Thirteen years and over
Tuned to radio between the hours
Of six and seven-thirty, AM programmer's delight
These last years
Years gone down to the showtime
I never knew it could be
So misleading
Waiting for the final song to end
In this dirty nightclub
All the souls are bleeding
Reaching for the big decision
Disco floor or television
Time and time again
You hear the so-called friends
The smug de-facto critics in their movie backdrop cities
Sneering sitdown and listen
Life's a lonely escalator
It's a fool who doesn't know he has to leap off at the end
Well they were never at the guesthouse
With the ghost of Jimmy Rodgers
Watching Townsville sugar sunsets back in 1959
And they'll all be gone when the end is come
And I'm kneeling in the backroom
Music Hatakka-Yli-Sirnio-Waltari
Living so eek trying to reach the peek
living is so ooh someone's knocking on the door:
SHOWTIME!
Buzz of conversation reaches my deaf ears
can I hear anything? All I can hear is dim:
SHOWTIME!
Why, why should I cry, I feel so high
We don't wanna try, we can touch the sky
Now it starts to crumble
reality isn't here
space is full of colors
restless moving spheres:
Oh, no no no
Can I get a ... ?
I know you're feeling my show time, yeah, yeah
Get ready baby, this is about to go down, go down
I know you got the word that big daddy is in town, town,
town
I know you got your best song for your boy
And I got some new hits you gonna enhoy, oh
Starting with your favorite song
Girl we're about to get it on
It's show time, I'm gonna do the stage, girl I wanna get
you screaming
It's show time, so get up off the seat, get up, I'm about
to give you ...
So get your hands in the air, I'm about to get it ... I
can see it
I know you feel about the show time
I need a standing ovation, yeah, I need
This journey starts six years ago in a run down housin' estate
In bow East London, south east UK, was a young man
Lets call this young man, Ray
Frustrated wiv bein' around the way would say, "I'm bored"
Until one day gathered up some change
And in exchange got turntables off Tony
Not only, were they whack, they were wooden
But he took 'em 'cos it was a bargain and it was a good'en
And he said to himself, "Who wouldn't?"
Why not, then he took a little trot to DJ Targets squat
Stood outside the door and knocked
Asked what jungle records you got?
Must be somethin' you wanna get shot, of, blot
Din't buy beats, he ready to quit, gave him the whole lot
Then Ray had little click, they were hot
Young gun soldiers but it all flopped
Still it didn't make Ray wanna give up the fight
Ray jus picked up the mic, would write, lyrics while excluded
No gifts and glamor included
Like crime for money, dough, crime pays, didn't ya know?
Even though Ray come across slow
Broke shit down, brung another new flow
Made beats in the back room
Teacher gave him a new spare time
Then they got a little bit o'radio airtime
1:00 A.M. till 3, be in school by 9
This was clearly a positive sign
Learnin' 'bout beats, breaks and bars
Didn't chat about champagne and cars
More concerned wiv you know, the grime
Made it a touch difficult to shine
Among these so called underground stars
Some resented him thus presentin' him with pure dumbness like retards
It didn't matter, Ray would say, "Okay, I'm gonna be a real star one day"
Went through dramas along the way
But he stood firm, pressed on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas along the way
But he stoof firm, pressed on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas along the way
Let's take a look at Ray today, today, today
You've gone all over, big time to save her
You've gone all over, love-life forsaker
You've gone all over, never get it together
You've gone all over, you're uptight
The only way you think you can break it
Even when you loosen up, uptight
Too much for comfort, too close for comfort
Out of your hands into nowhere land
Picking up fame with your one-night stand
Where is it? Where is it?
You've gone all over, big time to save her
You've gone all over, love-life forsaker
You've gone all over, never get it together
You've gone all over, you're uptight
See real muscles flex, your spine break it
Cutting up into your mind uptight
Too much for nothing, too close for something
Taking the light out to where you stand
Picking on love like it's out of your hands
Where is it? Where is it?
You've gone all over
You've gone all over, you're uptight
Relying on someone but you break it
Listen in on how you feel uptight
Too much to think of, too close to think of
Lying in bed with the lies you keep
Handing out sex like it's some kind of love
You've gone all over
You've gone all over, you're uptight
You've gone all over, big time to save her
You've gone all over, love-life forsaker
You've gone all over, never get it together
You've gone all over, you're uptight
Pick up my telephone
Then I hear the dial tone
Punch in your number
And then it starts to ring
Then I hear your voice
On the other line
Took a deep breath
Showtime
Dollar sign
Pumpkin pie
Please hand me some of those fries
Too short, too tall
Too fat, to small
Girls are mean
Make me me scream
Then I read my magazine
Just a teen cover scene
She thinks she's a royal queen
I know that you know how
I feel right now
It's not easy
They believe me
I know that you know how
I feel right now
Someday I will lose
All this doubt
Somehow
Barbie doll
Shoppin' mall
Matches just a know it all
Too shot, too tall
Too fat, too small
Makes me mad, makes me sad
Wanna cry but that's too bad
Twilight zone
All along
Scream into my microphone!
I know that you know how
I feel right now
It's not easy, they believe me
I know that you know how
I feel right now
Someday I will lose
All this doubt
Somehow
Mirror mirror with disgrace
Makes me wanna hide my face
Makes me wanna disappear
Tell me what I wanna hear
Now that it;s so loud and clear
Runnin' far away
But I know that I'll get there someday
'Cause I'm just another girl
Tryin' to find my place
Hey I know how you
Feel right now
It's not easy
You'll believe me
Yeah yeah yeah!
Hey I know how you
Feel right now
Someday you will lose
All this doubt
Sooner or later
You'll lose all this doubt
Some how!
I invited you to to the show
I didn't know it'd sell out though
And guest list's full
But if you left it until the day
I've tried my best but there's no way to get you in
And it blows but showtime is over
And I'm sorry I'm drunk and you're sober
You always get in free
When you're something to do with the industry
And not friends we me
Even though I've known you for years
They're still backstage drinking beers
Fingers in ears
Don't even bother asking for a +1
just wait....pick yourself up off the floor, you know you've been here before
set your mind straight and recall
now go flat broke to our home show to piss off kids we don't know
we'll play the same shit, then we'll go
fucked up! we're not going anywhere, throw your fist up in the air
fucked up! no one's gonna care, throw your fist up in the air
spend all our rent and our last time just to lose control one more time
fucked up! we're not going anywhere, throw your fist up in the air
shows end, hit the same old road again with the tour van and our friends
same way it's always been
throw down, bang through another round
then we'll hit the same old town for as long as it's around
fucked up! we're not going anywhere, throw your fist up in the air
fucked up! no one's gonna care, throw your fist up in the air
spend all our rent and our last time just to lose control one more time
I ask nothing from you
I never believe the truth
That's my my principle
Just call me cynical
No disappointments at all
No expectations to fall
Love is inimical
When you're so cynical
I've looked at it all before
I'll look at it all again
Nobody surprises me
'Cause I think the worst of them
Oblivious to the storm
Don't care if it rains or shines
You think of the good old days
I think of the bad new times
Optimism - had my fill
And every hope I kill
I want to lift my face
But I know I never will
I ask for nothing from you
I never believe the truth
That's my fine principle
Just call me cynical
No disappointments at all
No expectations to fall
Love is inimical
When you're so cynical
A hard woman is good to find
No sugar sweet sentiment
Whatever she gives to me
Is only out on rent
Don't gimme utopia
Just give me the means to thrive
And maybe these acid tears
They will start to dry
Optimism - had my fill
And every hope I kill
I'm losing everything
As I bite that bitter pill
I ask for nothing from you
I never believe the truth
That's my fine principle
Just call me cynical
No disappointments at all
No expectations to fall
Love is inimical
When you're so cynical
I ask for nothing from you
I never believe the truth
That's my fine principle
Just call me cynical
No disappointments at all
No expectations to fall
Love is inimical
When you're so cynical
So cynical, so cynical, no no
What do I do, I love to hate myself
Well, I ask for nothing from you
I never believe the truth
My fine principle
Just call me cynical
No disappointments at all
No expectations to fall
Love is inimical
When you're so cynical
I ask for nothing from you
I never believe the truth
My fine principle oh
Just call me cynical
No disappointments at all
No expectations to fall
Love is inimical
When you're so cynical
So cynical, so cynical no
Said I love to hate myself
So cynical, so cynical
Said I love to hate myself
So cynical, so cynical
I love to hate myself
So cynical, so cynical
Said I love to hate myself
I ask nothing from you
I never believe the truth
Oh just call me cynical
Composed by Ruby Tuesday
You're getting tired of the same old scene
You dream of places you have never been
And you can't hold it in no more
It's the moment that you have been waiting for
You never ever thought that you would be
Somebody people want to pay to see
It comes so naturally to you, but you never knew
That you'd be going to Hollywood with the "chosen few"
Drive, jive, feeling alive
Tell them that you'll never surrender
Go, go, and put on a show
No-one can ever take it away
When you know just what to do, and the time is right
Take your attitude and step out into the night
You'll be dealing with the feeling of butterflies
The people are ready for showtime
When you hear the people everywhere call your name
Then your life is never gonna be quite the same
Guard your money on your journey to fortune and fame
The cameras are ready
[Mizzle Talks:]
What's up world? Now that we got your attention, let's
clear somethings up with this "cool" mentality. We're
just doing our thing. We didn't say you had like it,
just appreciate us as we appreciate those who do their
thing. If you keep a positive attitude about your life
and contribute to a world of Peace, Unity, and
Progress, you gone be cool. Iight? Cool. This Mizzle,
official LAX Paperboy remindin you to "Just Be Cool."
[Verse 1:]
This sound like a curtain call, tell em bring the Oscar
Get my Godfather on, tell em bring the pasta out
My niggas eatin good too, tell em bring the Lobster out
I got these bitches burnin up, tell em bring the doctor
I clutch like Fisher, rollin up like Swishers
A over night celeb blowin up like Twister
Young like Carmelo, but I feel like Isaiah
So fuck BET if them niggas don't want to play us
And fuck Interscope if them niggas don't want to pay us
But I might take that back if you niggas know what I'm
sayin
Some old DJ Quick, you niggas know I'm playin
It's Showtime baby you niggas know I'm sayin
Let's Go
[Hook:]
Where all my niggas at? Twisted in them fitted caps
I just to get it, but I get just to give it back
[x4]
It's Showtime niggas (What Up)
Where all my Ladies at Beamers and Mercedes black
You in this shit to win it, just remember I done gave
you that
[x4]
It's Showtime niggas (What Up)
[Verse 2:]
Now I got my bounce back, tryin to get the money up
Bitch I'm in the studio, ain't tryin to pick no Honey's
You listenin to yo home girls, they hear you with that
funny stuff
Tryin to have my baby now, I'm tryin to keep yo tummy
tucked
Six pack shaped right, head like snakebite
Curves like a new Benz, I'm tryin to hit them break
lights
To make nights memorable, I'm hopin for an interview
And when it's all over, I'm just hopin I remember you
Cold like December you know I'm not into you
I know you heard "Bite Me" look you know I got
interviews
Photo's and promo's, smilin like my logo
Shout out Crooks and Castles dog
But now I'm in this Polo
Let's Go
[Hook]
[Dom Kennedy Talks:]
Crenshaw and King... Be Cool
Arlington and Jefferson... Be Cool
South Central... Be Cool
Inglewood... Be Cool Ya'll
Compton... Be Cool
Watts... Be Cool
Leimert Park... Be Cool
The Whole West Side... Ya'll
Let's have a safe summer LA
I love ya'll
The storm is coming big time
So they say
They say it's really big now
That's what they say
What about the houses
Shall we move?
Is it safe to be here?
In the storm
The storm is coming big time
We have a place to hide
We will turn on the radio
And listen in the dark
The songs we no longer hear
I think it's showtime
When the storm is out there
We would hide
While the women sing loud
We would kiss
But listen to the radio
We'll be warned
Damn will mean a new thing
In the storm
The storm is coming big time
We're gonna have some time to spare
We will stay in our houses and look occupied
And look at the flames we no longer see
I think it's showtime
Many lives the storm will take
Some it will fix
Some will drown in water
Some will drink
'Cause after every bit you dry
Comes a sweet one
We will learn our lesson
After the storm
Right after the storm stops
We will rise
Smiling with the daylight
We'll feel alive
Right there in the storm steps
We'll wonder how
How long we'll be as fresh as we were
After the storm
The storm is coming big time
We have a place to hide
We will turn on the radio
And listen in the dark
The songs we no longer hear
The storm is coming big time
We're gonna have some time to spare
We will stay in our houses and look occupied
And look at the flames we no longer see
I used to think that I was wack because I wasn't black
So I started blackin' out on every fuckin' track
There's no survivin' on this island
If you're tryna go mining for a diamond
Don't deny it, I don't mind
But the moment that you even think of lyin' to a lion
Showtime
Don't ignore the beauty·Of your feelings·And join the circle of smiles·Please fill my cups with passion·Fill my sense with love·Fill my heart with truth·Feel your rising energy·And scream whenever you want·Please fill my cups with passion·Fill my sense with love·Fill my heart with truth
Showtime remember me falling
Showtime give me a kiss again