Gold Digger Killer (2007)

Actors

• Glenn Ames (actor)
• Lashanda Armstrong (actor)
• Cheree Berry (actor)
• Tito Binett (actor)
• Dough Boy (actor)
• Kal Cauthen (actor)
• Chad (actor)
• Kamal Symonette Dixon (actor)
• Flowmentalz (actor)
• Gemineye (actor)
• Kareem Green (actor)
• Kareem Green (actor)
• Marquee Hines (actor)
• Rob Hylton (actor)
• Donald Acree (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• Horror

Taglines:

Revenge is on her mind

Homicide (1991)

Actors

• Steven Anderson (actor)
• Elmer Aulton (actor)
• Robert Bella (actor)
• Adam Bitterman (actor)
• J.S. Block (actor)
• Anthony Boer (actor)
• Leo Burns (actor)
• Paul Butler (actor)
• Ron Butler (actor)
• Charles Chessler (actor)
• Lee Michael Cohn (actor)
• Jim Frangione (actor)
• Steven Goldstein (actor)
• Jim Grace (actor)
• Yuri Alexis (actor)

Genres

• Crime
• Drama
• Thriller

Taglines:

Powerful. Provacative. Controversial.
Detective Robert Gold. Whatever he chooses to do is going to be wrong. He still has to make a choice.
A good cop caught between loyalty and betrayal.
Bob Gold is a cop. A good cop. But tonight, he will betray his friends, disgrace the force, and commit an act of violence because he believes it is the only right thing to do.

Quotes:

Tim Sullivan: Hey, you got some... you got some heavy troubles on your mind? Huh, babe? We'll work it out. We'll play some cops and robbers. We'll bust this big criminal. We'll swagger around.

Tim Sullivan: The FBI couldn't find Joe Louis in a bowl of rice.

Bobby Gold: Man's got no call to question my loyalty.::Tim Sullivan: How's your head?::Bobby Gold: He had no fuckin' call to get racial on me.::Tim Sullivan: So he called you one, you called him one. We get to the gym...::Bobby Gold: Sonofabitch is gonna go.::Tim Sullivan: Yeah, I feel it too.::Bobby Gold: Piece'a cake.::Tim Sullivan: Either piece'a cake or a slice'a life, you notice that?::Bobby Gold: Yeah, I've remarked that, ain't that the truth?::Tim Sullivan: That is the truth.::Bobby Gold: We could've brought the sonofabitch with a knock onna door.::Tim Sullivan: Well let's go bring him in then.::Bobby Gold: That's right.::Tim Sullivan: Garner summa them kudos n' all that they got.::Bobby Gold: That's right. FBI, man...::Tim Sullivan: That's right.::Bobby Gold: FBI could fuck up a baked potato.::Tim Sullivan: F-B-I, couldn't find Joe Louis inna bowl of rice. Know what's needed here?::Bobby Gold: What, Sully?::Tim Sullivan: Police work.::Bobby Gold: Yeah. Summa that police work that people talk about.

Frank: Hey, gimme a coupla' serious Irish cops, cigars in their mouth, go out there...::Bobby Gold: That's right...::Frank: - go bring their man in...::Bobby Gold: ...s'right.::Frank: - n' spare me the fuckin' FBI.

Bobby Gold: What happened to the job?::Tim Sullivan: Mm.::Bobby Gold: Fuckin' politics, man, nuthin' but politics. Motherfucker called me a kike...::Tim Sullivan: I heard 'im.::Bobby Gold: Job's changed. It ain't the same job.::Tim Sullivan: Job's the same...::Bobby Gold: Yeah?::Tim Sullivan: People dyin', people killin' 'em. How's your head? Sonofabitch whopped you a good one.::Bobby Gold: Yeah.::Tim Sullivan: We get to the gym... that sonofabitch whopped you mean, you're gi'in a, bump on there. Here, uh... put the, put the meat on it, from my lunch. Put the meat on it.::Bobby Gold: You're kiddin'...::Tim Sullivan: Nah, it's... draw it. Really.::Bobby Gold: Hey what dont'chu know?::Tim Sullivan: Innit?::Bobby Gold: You are one smart Indian.

Tim Sullivan: If he had any self respect, he'd work for a living.

Tim Sullivan: Bob, I'm gonna tell you what the old whore said, and this is the truest thing I know: "When you start cumming with the customers, it's time to quit."

Bobby Gold: You sorry fucking sack of shit. You shot my partner.::Randolph: Yeah, man, and you could have paid me back if you would have brought your gun. That was your mistake, man.

Tim Sullivan: [dying] Hey Bobby? Remember that girl?

[after being shot]::Randolph: Oh, God... God help me... what did you do to me?

Brown, Doug Filmography

• The Last Confession of Alexander Pearce
  2008, role: actor , character name: British Soldier

Brown, Doug Filmography

• Ninja King
  2012, role: producer
• Ninja King
  2012, role: writer
• Ninja King
  2012, role: director
• La Fontaine
  2011, role: actor , character name: Victor Sereau
• Art of Death
  2010, role: editor
• Art of Death
  2010, role: writer
• Art of Death
  2010, role: writer
• Tomorrow's Memoir
  2004, role: producer
• Tomorrow's Memoir
  2004, role: actor , character name: Newscaster 2

Brown, Doug Filmography

• Boris Smile: We Were Here
  2011, role: actor , character name: Himself

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Mad World Remix - Doc Brown
• In My Life - Doc Brown
• Decisions Decisions - Doc Brown

[sample]
All around me are familiar faces
Warn out places, warn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
[Doc Brown (sample):]
Doc Brown, it's a disgrace, this place is like a whore house
The crooked systems the pimp that got us workin' 'til me worn out
Storm clouds so it's dark when I wake up
Same street, same run for the same bus
Same tramp with his change cup
But many pennies and tens and twenty's ain't gonna change his day up
This train sucks blood, you look familiar
Why do I know them tired eyes from somewhere in particular
Wait, nah it was yesterday
You shoved me in the chest just to race to the top of the escelate
So all we rats comin' back for more
Happy to carry the wait 'til our backs are sore
Trapped in the system of capitalism
That got us thinkin'that we have to take a shit job just to get a quick buck
Why not live the life that you want?
When your dreams too big to fit in that Burger King uniform
Forgot what humanity showed us
Now we walk around like robots 'til we go nuts
What strangers, we all creative
'Til age six then we start hearin' the same shit
From police, parents, teachers, television
Take them first steps towards a mental prison
Then at the end of ya life you like "what!"
"I was doin' time but I weren't even behind bars"
Know what blood, it's a very very (mad world)
[Chorus: Doc Brown and Lowkey (sample)]
Maintain feel the weight on my brain (mad world)
It's still the same my brains achin' with pain (mad world)
This ain't life it just doesn't feel right (mad world)
My dreams ain't nice, can't sleep at night
[sample:]
Went to school and was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teachers tell me what's my lesson
Looked right through me, looked right through me
[Lowkey (sample):]
From the time I was a toddler, tiny and small
I grew into a little monster in primary school
Just another name on the list at registration
The teacher never listens so I lived in desperation
By Year 6, I was sick of education
Not to mention wantin' attention but I'd sit in hesitation
Scared to ask teachers questions
Cuz I was quick to test their patience
Soon as I reached secondary, different heads were hatin'
To teachers I was already dead and buried, a product of the street's devistation
Aggy and fassies and fools and carryin' tools
Why, it's a weak explanation but I was never happy in school
Sufferin' from sleep deprivation
Teachers new my type, they saw it in me, never used eyesight
Most pretend they're blind when the older youths and new guys fight
Got sent around to the deputy heads
When the fat kid that grassed went back to sit in class
And dreamt about leavin' all my enemies dead
Many tears where eventually shed
Up 'til now I didn't know what my memories meant
Many messed with me then, all the fights left my energy spent
Teachers need to fix up, this message is for everyone bUt especially them
Intelligent kids don't grow unless they mentally fed in this (mad world)
[Chorus 2: Lowkey and Doc Brown (sample)]
Life is cruel blood, I'm tired of school (mad world)
Your mind's a tool, don't play by the rules (mad world)
That's the truth I've been trapped since youth (mad world)

[The Beatles:] "In my life"
"Wickedness is all that I see around me"
[The Beatles:] "In my life"
[Klashnekoff:] "I'm tryna walk a straight path
but they dun say it's hard"
[Doc Brown:]
My generation talk of money and ice
They want it all, but they don't wanna learn, read, study or write
It's like, see rappers flossin', I don't care what they spend
I'm goin' shoppin' for food and tryna pay rent
Needin' bucks for them utility bills
Cuz to get ya heat cost enough to give ya the chills
I'm bringin' the real deal not a fantasy
Still it has to be said that I'd rather be livin' happily
ever after instead of disaster
Half the youths don't even know which bred is their father
Boys becomin' men without the men around them
And when men are around them they're breakin' in someone's housin'
I came up out the cracks of the pavement, my life is real
Despite that I ain't the type to steal
Thinks it's very rare we write to kill
And the mic is still the only weapon that I like to feel
In my firm grip, learn this from other word smiths
Who roam the Earth before the Hell fire burnt it
Earn it, even before Tottenham turned mean
Toxteth, St Bulls, race riots in Burnley
Everybody's Crazy and somebody will get it
I stress it, even if Nas already said it
Cuz man are actin' like it ain't happenin'
But we always bring it to the surface, that's the power of this rap thing
[The Beatles:] "In my life"
"Wickedness is all that I see around me"
[The Beatles:] "In my life"
[Klashnekoff:] "I'm tryna walk a straight path
but they dun say it's hard"
[Doc Brown:]
Rappers like me don't always break through
Cuz we dedicate tunes to somethin' you can relate to
I don't know no one wearin' platinum fronts
Rollin' through the hood on twenty inch rims, ain't happen once
But I know about ridin' the trains, takin' the bus
Plus I know about hidin' the pain, makin' a fuss
Packin' my shit and havin' to move
Like when my mum started crackin' the whip, I started rappin' for food
Then I learned to make cash in more ways than one
Without crime or government time payin' me none
Don't watch me, I'm relentless
If I'm rappin' Sundays, Mondays I'll fund raise for young offenders
All my life my eyes been on the grime
Like a target that people wanna sweep under the carpet
The so called rotten eggs, bad apples of the bunch
But that's why our music pack a little punch cuz
[The Beatles:] "In my life"
"Wickedness is all that I see around me"
[The Beatles:] "In my life"
[Klashnekoff:] "I'm tryna walk a straight path
but they dun say it's hard"
[Doc Brown:]
Got educated so I bring down the system and over stand it
So if there's a twisted bigger picture I know who planned it
My peers cuss me, sayin, "jeez don't study"
Call me sell-out cause I'm tryna be somebody
Sayin', "look if you a rapper you can't chat that shit", what?
"That Martin, Malcolm, Mohammed, flat shit", shut up man
"You need to keep it real, keep it gangster like me", why?
"What's the matter Doc, too much time with wifey?"
Nah listen up, save all that talk for someone who give a fuck
I got avenues, big plans man different stuff
As for you, when all of your rappin' shit dry up
You'll be in the greasy spoon cookin' my fry up
I'll tell you somethin' straight from the heart
Don't let a man try and make you think that you should feel ashamed of bein' smart
How are we gonna be embarrassed of that
Just because I read a few books doesn't make me and aristocrat
I'm listenin' out for classical rap
Gettin' opinions on what it's like to try and be a man if you're black
I feel like every album's lackin' a track
Positive, peace, purpose, progress, what happened to that? Cuz
[The Beatles:] "In my life"
"Wickedness is all that I see around me"
[The Beatles:] "In my life"
[Klashnekoff:] "I'm tryna walk a straight path

[Doc Brown:]
Never was a G, never wanted to be, I did me from my very first steps
When my mother regretted my first breath
Was taught respect, kalma and drama was worthless
Heard death hung over my shoulder to cerb stress
Rest my head upon my old dears chest
Perplexed cause we couldn't live forever I step through the perspects
Windows of my father's car
Places far from far away, basically chasin' stars
Facin' hardships, started lacin' bars, achin' hearts
Like the song said, came this far and can't stop now but watch how
Before I became Doc Brown I was a timebomb tickin' the clock down, tick-tock bloaw
Without knowin' what you wanna do
You can fall victim to your depression when nothin' else seem to follow through
It hit like cancer thanks to the pull of the street
Each week another young one gone thought he was gangster
In fact I was surely mistaken
Tradgic waste of life, and the predjusdices sayin', "of cause, he's Jamaican"
Waitin' for danger, ain't happenin' any time soon
East mad West, this world just like high noon
My truth blow fruitons just like typhoon
Tear roof off a ya mind, like Busta Rhymes' tune
I move usin' the force of avalanches
Speakin' on behalf of kids who never had the chance
[Chorus: Doc Brown]
It's time, look myself in my eyes
If I die in the next 24 am I happy with my life
There's lots to lose, even more to give
But I got to choose how I aught to live
So take time, look yourself in ya eyes
If you die in the next 24 are you happy with your life
There's lots to lose, even more to give
But you got to choose how you aught to live
[Doc Brown:]
They say if you ain't a cause to die for
Then you ain't got a reason to live and that's true but you ain't Guy Forkes
Pick your cause wisely, guys wanna burn at the state
For prize sake, livin' life at a high speed
Mikey, gat from the flashest of the high street
Nineteen, rollin' with olders who love fightin'
Elder dudes say to the younger, "to join my team
You gotta be grimy, you gotta be sheisty"
Usually Mike would be too afraid, but this week
feels low, no self esteem and loves the mischief
Shits deep, blood in a second it takes to blink an eye
Decisions on livin' can switch an be givin' prison time
Cap down, pull out a browns, strike a match stick
Mike's badness is a true right of passage
That handbag bitch don't fuck about, knock around blood
P-64 hit the floor
But he didn't look before he went runnin' across the tarmat
Car crashed, smack and Mikey ain't comin' back
That old woman touched his neck, he didn't budge
Life sentance given him straight without a grudge
Now ask yourself, was he a victim of circumstances?
Or was he guilty of his flirtation and romance with
elements that had more power than him?
If you want a happy endin' then know how to begin
[Chorus x2]
[Hook: Doc Brown]
Now tell me what do you believe in
Truth, lyin' or thievin'
Undercover of evenin'
What is it you got in you? Winner or sinner