8 Mile (2002)

Mekhi Phifer: Future

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• DJ Iz : That's why brothers need to sign themselves a deal. I'm telling you record labels supply niggas with the kind of benefits they need.

  Sol : Dawg, we sign us a deal you can take the motherfucking benefits. We're talking Bentley's and Benjamins, not Blue Cross and Blue Shield.

  Future : Look to tell you all niggas the truth, I don't give a fuck about none of that. I just wanna hit 31 and a 3rd on the box you know what I'm saying? One of them strong songs on JLB.

  DJ Iz : No, what we need to do is save that shit up and put it into some savings bonds every week, stack it and build our own studio.

  Future : Savings Bonds?

  Sol : [to DJ]  Let me ask you a question, Dawg. How the fuck are we brothers? We need fine bitches and fat rides, not no goddamn savings bonds.

  Jimmy Smith Jr : Man, that's all we ever do is talk shit!

  Jimmy Smith Jr : [imitating Sol]  "We need to get fine bitches and fat rides".

  Jimmy Smith Jr : [imitating DJ]  "No, what we need to do is put our money in savings bonds".

  Jimmy Smith Jr : [imitating Future]  "No, what we need to do is put our songs on JLB".

  Jimmy Smith Jr : Man, shut the fuck up. All of us never do shit about nothin' and we're still broke as fuck and living at home with our moms.

• Jimmy Smith Jr : I don't give a fuck, man. I'm sick of you always thinking you know what's best for me, dawg. You ain't my fucking father. I'm a grown man.

  Future : Look, Jimmy...

  Jimmy Smith Jr : Look, Jimmy, nothing! Fuck you! I told you not to fucking sign me up!

  Future : So what the fuck, you wanna fight me now, huh?

  Jimmy Smith Jr : Yo you ain't the future of shit, bitch! You're just David fuckin' Porter.

  Sol : Hey, come on, fellas.

  [long pause] 

  Future : You know what? Do what the fuck you wanna do man. 'Cause I don't give a shit anymore. I really fuckin' don't!

  [Future walks away] 

  Future : I really fuckin' don't!

• Future : I had a lotta names, baby - The most jealous names. I used to be called Maximum, Brimstone, Godfather D - None of 'em worked, you-know-what-Ima-sayin'? 'Til one day someone said I was the future of hip-hop in Detroit. And that was it.

• Alex : [to Jimmy]  So how come they call you rabbit?

  Future : Cause he's fast and he likes to fuck a lot.

• DJ Iz : Man, do you know how many abandoned buildings we have in Detroit? I mean, how are you supposed to take pride in your neighborhood with shit like that next door? And does the city tear them down? No, they too busy building casinos and taking money from the people.

  Future : [Talking to Iz while rolling another joint]  Shut yo preaching ass up! Don't nobody care about that shit.

  DJ Iz : Did you care when that crackhead raped that little girl? You think that woulda' happened if he didn't have an abandoned house to take her to?

  Cheddar Bob : They caught him didn't they?

  Future : Yeah, they caught him. Dumb motherfucker went back to the house. How stupid could a nigga be?

  [Sol laughs] 

• Cheddar Bob : [Shoots gun]  Yeah! Wanna fuck with us, huh? Fuck with us, yeah!

  B. Rabbit : Cheddar, what the fuck are you doing? Where did you get that shit?

  Cheddar Bob : It's my mom's.

  B. Rabbit : Put that shit away before you kill someone!

  Cheddar Bob : Papa Doc had one!

  B. Rabbit : Put it away!

  Future : Put that down, man.

  Cheddar Bob : Okay. Alright.

  [Shoots himself in the leg] 

• Jimmy Smith Jr , Future : [DJ Iz is rambling on about the abandoned houses in Detroit] 

  [Jimmy and Future look at each other all confused] 

  Jimmy Smith Jr , Future : What the hell is he talking about?

• Future : Yeah. I heard that bullshit. Look man, Wink is scandalous, dawg.

• Lyckety-Splyt : Listen up now! Leaders in the Free World in the motherfucking house. Me and Papa Doc will battle any motherfuckers here.

  Future : Fuck the Free World.

  Cheddar Bob : Yeah! Fuck the Free World!

  Lyckety-Splyt : Fuck the Free World? You 313 bitches is wack. Ayo, fat ass! Yeah, I'm talking about your man Sol. I better kick you in your chest and porkchops fall out your asshole. You cats is pussy, soft like wet flowers. Leaders of the Free World here to smash on you cowards. Look at Future.

  Future : Look, don't even start, nigga.

  Papa Doc : What you gonna do about it, faggot?

  Future : Who are you calling a faggot?

  Papa Doc : Don't play yourself, bitch.

  Lyckety-Splyt : Hold up! Yo, Elvis. You don't wanna step to this. You need to take that white rap shit of yours back across 8 Mile. Caught your choke act at the shelter last night.

  [Lyckety-Splyt started imitating a cough, Jimmy makes him fall in the car Hood, then a fight begins]