True Identity

You know the five sweetest words in the English language ? No, sir.

Frank Luchino, you're under arrest.

- We have visual confirmation. - Okay, here we go.

Come on, come on !

It's crunch time. Let's go ! Come on !

I want you upstairs, downstairs, everywhere.

Let's go. Come on, get a move on.

Okay, Bird One, verify subject on board.

This is the FBI. All personnel on deck.

We have positive I.D. Luchino is alone.

Yes ! Come to daddy, sweetheart.

Roger, Bird One. Go to position two.

Roger. Securing marina now.

Oh, n-- oh, no !

Hey, I'm sorry I'm a few bucks short.

Baby, didn't I tell you to bring all my bread 'round to my crib ?

Miles ! Miles, Miles, Miles.

There's no reality here.

I just don't feel...

That you're being truthful with your performance.

Could you explain what didn't work ?

It's just that... You're not black enough.

You need to be more Afro-American.

More Harlem-esque.

Harlem-esque ? Miles,

feel your roots !

Get down with your bad self.

I'd love to get down with my bad self, Mr. Grunfeld,

but black people don't talk like that anymore.

We definitely don't dress like this !

I look like "superfly goes hiking."

Never... argue with the playwright.

Once more and from the top.

And this time...

Funkier !

Yo, baby. I'm sorry I'm a few bucks short.

Didn't I tell you to come by my crib wit' my bread ?

I oughta pop you upside the head.

That's it ! That's how it was meant to be played.

Oh, Miles... This is acting.

See you next week, Miles. Take care, honey.

See you guys. Bye.

¶ All my life I've been told what I can and cannot do ¶

¶ but the world is turning I've got some news for you ¶

¶ let my yes's be my yes's my no's be my no's ¶

¶ through with straddling fences gonna carry my own load ¶

¶ it's so simple why can't they see ¶

¶ I'm no better than you you're no better than me ¶

¶ ain't gonna walk that line no compromise ¶

¶ I've seen the truth and I've got nothing to lose ¶

¶ ain't gonna walk that line no compromise ¶

¶ I've seen the truth and the truth has cut me loose ¶¶

- bravo ! - Marvelous !

Miles ! What's going on ?

How you doin' ? All right. How you doin' ?

I'm all right.

Miles, how you doin', good-looking ? Baby.

Nice hat. Thanks.

Yo, Duane. Duane !

Yo-yo-yo-yo, Duane !

Quit shoutin'. Duane's busy.

I guess he is. You must be Susie.

Who the hell is Susie ? My name is Ruth !

That's what I meant, Ruth.

Duane Spriggs, get your skinny butt out here.

Who the hell is Susie ?

Hey, hey ?

Keep it down. I'm trying to watch Oprah.

Martha, you look like you've been gettin' too much beauty sleep.

Don't you try to sweet-talk me, Miles Pope.

If you don't stop that noise,

I'm gonna put you to sleep and it won't be beautiful.

Mmm-mmm !

Duane !

Wait !

Wait a minute. She meant nothing to me. I don't care, Duane.

She meant less than nothing. I don't care ! It's over.

Excuse me, can I get by ?

If that was Ruth,

who the hell -- what happened to Susie ?

Susie walked out on me... When you called her Kate.

Remember ? Oh, yeah.

What have you got against my love life ? You always do this shit.

It's hard. It would take an Einstein to keep up.

You ruined my afternoon. Did you see that woman ? She was gorgeous, man !

She was a giant, is what she was, man.

You're sheep !

You and all the guys who think like you.

You like these skinny women with no curves.

Me, on the other hand,

I'm like Rubens, like Titian --

Jesus, Duane, what the hell is that ?

This is "road crew from hell." It's a low-budget movie.

It starts up tomorrow.

- Your agent called. - What's the good news ?

- He said he had a job. - They're all the same.

Bitch, you been holding out on your man ?

I would never dare, 'cause you'd cut my ass.

Missy, ass ain't a word we likes to hear.

I'm gonna take you down to the Pigley Wigley.

Miles, he said it was a dramatic lead.

Dramatic... lead ?

"Dramatic lead." That's what I said.

What is it, Harvey, "Uptown Harlem pimps on crack" ? "Nightmare on 125th street" ?

No, they're shooting in Florida. It's a cute piece.

It's "raisin" something. Raisin ? Um --

you're not talking about "Raisin in the Sun" are you ?

Yeah. That sounds about right.

Harvey, are you kidding ?

That's Lorraine Hansbury.

It's the seminal black play.

I can't believe it. Harvey, I love you. You're a Saint.

You're a good kid. You're going to the top.

Here's your plane ticket. Thanks, man.

Oh, did you do anything about the audition ?

What audition ?

My audition for "Othello" !

Oh, I did speak to them.

They're not sure your singing voice is strong enough.

It's not a musical. It's a play by Shakespeare.

It's on at the Lyceum.

All right, I'm on it.

You... go to Florida. Have a good time.

Work on your tan.

Ha, ha, ha. Very funny.

Cute kid.

Harvey ? Harvey ! You son-of-a-bitch !

This is a commercial for breakfast cereal.

You said it was, "a Raisin in the Sun."

No, you said it was, "a Raisin in the Sun." I said, "raisin" something.

I'm an actor, not a piece of fruit !

At least you're working !

Thanks for nothing, Harvey.

Places, everybody. Five-minute warning.

We are starting our pre-board, Flight 004,

nonstop service from Orlando to New York.

Hello, sir.

Pope, P-o-p-e. I have a reservation.

P-o-p-e.

Miles Pope. Here it is.

That flight's been over-booked. You've been bumped.

It wasn't over-booked when I made the reservation. It happens sometimes.

- What's your name ? - Paul. Paul Shussler.

Paul, this is the champ's home phone number.

- The champ ? - Tell him that Dr. Pope,

his personal psychiatrist, has been delayed.

The boxing champion of the world ? Here, I'll do it !

Pardon me. Do you mind ? I'm in a hurry.

I said, I'm a medical person.

I have a beeper. Now, back off !

This is Dr. Pope.

Get the champ. It's an emergency.

Oh, look ! A first-class seat just opened up.

I could just upgrade you.

First class ? Well, if that's all you have.

-Would you like champagne, sir ? -Champagne ? Yeah, how much ?

- There's no charge. - Really ?

Oh, yeah ?

And you, sir ? No, thank you.

I wonder if it would be possible for me to change my seat ?

The flight is completely full.

Thank you.

What's up ? Miles Pope.

How do you do ? Hey.

Wait ! Leland Carver ?

The Leland -- you're Leland Carver ?

I thought I recognized you. I saw your picture.

You're the guy who's putting on the Shakespeare festival at the Lyceum.

Would you mind terribly if we don't speak ?

We have to talk. Do you believe in destiny ?

No.

Me neither. Total bullshit.

Could you get me an audition in "Othello" ? I'm an actor.

Of course you are.

I have nothing to do with that end of the business.

Just put in a word for me. My agent's Harvey Cooper. I'm Miles Pope.

Remember that name. I'm real good.

I'll do what I can.

Did I tell you I was in town doing a movie ?

Major dramatic lead, major !

Do you die in this movie ?

Atlantic Northern 117. You are cleared to land.

Previous flights report wind shear 1,500 feet.

They weren't kidding about that wind shear.

We're 30 knots below reference.

Get the power on fast !

- We're losing altitude fast. - Prepare for emergency landing.

This ain't turbulence ! This is bullshit !

There ain't no pilot in here. This is just a closet.

I need to speak to the pilot. Take your seat !

A fur coat can't fly a plane. This is bullshit !

A fur coat can't fly a plane !

Not the hair, not the hair !

Could I have 100 more of these pillows ? Hey ! Get a grip on yourself.

I don't want to die. Shut the fuck up and stop sniveling.

You're gonna die so die like a man.

Linda, I've had an affair with Jackie.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's okay ?

I've been having an affair with Jackie too. What ?