The Devil Wears Prada 2

Hee-hee!

Oh!

Get back in line. Alright, come on now.

We're gonna take it from the top. And get it right this time.

One, two, three, four. Stop!

Breathe together. You gotta feel it. You hear it? Take it from the top.

One, two, three, four.

Ah, up here.

Michael, I'm gonna need your outline. At me.

I'm gonna need my broken doors. Cause I'm a bitch boy now.

That's what I'm looking for.

Someone to love. Oh yeah.

All right, I think that's good. All right, all right, all right, all right, all right.

I think that's all right. It's gonna feel better when you get it right.

Eat your food, please.

Stop!

Hey, Mikey, why are you playing with your food?

You need to stop playing with your food.

Come on, you know who never eats?

Shut up, LaToya. You shut up.

I was fine talking to you.

Look, I made a fish.

I see, but that's a weird to eat.

All right, now listen up, boys.

I know you would never let me down.

And I...

I think you're ready.

So I've booked us a few gigs.

We start in Illinois tomorrow, two shows in the morning.

Wait, wait, wait.

Joseph, we don't need to work them that hard.

Work?

They don't know the first thing about work.

I understand that, but they have school.

Let me tell you something.

In this life, you're either a winner or you're a loser.

You hear me?

Y'all are some poor black kids from Gary, Indiana.

Shit ain't nothing gonna be had it to you.

But you gotta fight for it.

Y'all wanna work in a steel mill like me for the rest of your days?

No, sir.

Yeah, because I sure as hell don't.

Unless you work harder.

Harder than anyone else.

This is your life.

Y'all willing to fight for it?

Yes, sir.

I need to hear you a little louder.

Y'all willing to fight for it?

Yes, sir.

Now I want you to reach out like you're about to touch that wall, but not quite.

Like this, all right?

Reach out.

Come on.

But don't touch it.

All right?

Good.

That's it.

Keep your arms up.

Keep your arms up.

Now, I want you to look at that wall.

All right?

Close your eyes.

We're gonna reach out together.

As one.

As a family.

No more Jackie.

Tito.

Jermaine.

Marlin.

From now on.

You're the Jackson Five.

Hey.

Hey.

Hi, boys.

That was crazy.

Hey, mother.

Why don't you wash your hands and get your night clothes on?

It's getting late.

Hold up.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Set up your instruments.

Come on.

They have school in the morning.

What do you mean?

You don't have time for no nighty night and sweet dreams.

We need to rehearse so we can get it right.

Come on.

Come on.

Set them up.

Come on.

Why?

We're tired.

And we did good.

I guess it's fine.

You tired?

And you think you did good?

Is that right, Michael?

Yes, Joseph.

We did good.

Michael, come over here.

Come here.

You looking at me like I ain't talking to you?

Boy, you come over here when I call.

What?

My opinion on that around here?

Boy?

Joseph, stop it!

You gonna mind me, boy?

No!

No!

We will rehearse until you get it right.

In this life, you're either a winner or a loser.

That's right.

You gonna cry, go on cry.

Go on, Big Nose.

Set it up.

Michael and his mother...

Both of all slowly circle each other for a long moment.

Neither spoke.

Captain Hook met his fate in the jaws of his old enemy, the Crocodile.

Neverland was finally free.

Five, six, five, six, seven, eight.

Michael, keep your eyes out here. Michael, put it out here.

Once they've done all the things you set out to do.

Spend, there's a crown for you to bear.

Things you'll go through if you're going anywhere.

The things you know are right.

It's the truth that the truth makes you up to.

Spend through all the things you wanna reap.

If it's good to complete and there's no deal.

What's up? That's it, get those up.

That's all right here, right here.

Spend, they were trying to make you cross.

And they know what you say makes no sense at all.

Spend, don't you know that you are free?

Well, they really suffer when you want to be.

Memories.

Handsome young fella.

Now, ladies, don't let them break your heart.

Ladies and gentlemen, let's give it up for the Jackson Five.

Hi, boys.

Hi.

He's adorable.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

You never can say goodbye.

No, no, no.

I never can say goodbye.

I never can say goodbye.

Even though the pain and heartache Seems to follow me wherever I go.

I hide my feelings, they always shamed the show.

You like my boys? Are you their manager? Joseph Jackson. Suzanne DePass, from Motown.

Motown. It's God-given talent right there. Perfect pitch. Perfect pitch? We ain't there yet.

The things he can do with that voice.

I'll be in touch, Mr. Jackson.

I'm Mr. Roy. Mr. Roy is here.

Suzanne, boys, good to see you again. Have y'all been learning the song we gave you?

Practicing. Thank you, Dave.

We'll start with Michael.

Michael, um, you're moving too much.

Alright, here we go.

Michael, you're doing it again. Take a step closer to the microphone. That's it. And

I'm gonna need you to keep your feet still. You understand me? Give me the same lead.

No, he's just getting it.

I just need five minutes.

Say, Joe, sir, why don't you worry about keeping

the board is on schedule, hm? We got this over here.

Luckily from me take a second look...

What did I tell you?

Let me tell you something, son. I've been doing this a

long time. I've never heard a voice quite like yours. You

sang that song better than Smokey himself. Really? It's

special. You have something to say. That's rare, Michael.

Yeah, this is the fader. Come on, try it. Come on

up. This fader goes up and down and it sets the

levels to the volume. It can make your voice sound

louder or softer. Right? Yeah. These knobs up here,

that's for your EQ. What's EQ? Equalization. You

see, when we record, we split things up in track.

Excuse me. Time to go, Michael. Mr. Gordy's a very

busy man. I'm sure you've taken up enough of his time.

Go ahead on, Michael. I can show you this stuff some other time.

Right? Okay, Mr. Gordy. Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Hey, Michael. You can ask me anything. Anytime you want.

All right. So, how old are you?

Ten.

No, you're not ten. You're eight.

In this business, you can make up just about anything, especially your age.

One, two, three, baby, you are me, girl.

Michael! Michael, how old are you?

Come on, I'm eight, sir.

Ended up in reading about the Serengeti.

Learning about all different types of lions, tigers, monkeys, giraffes.

One day, you and I will have more friends to play with.

Wouldn't that be fun?

Look at this picture. You like it?

Come on, Michael. Joseph wants you.

And make sure you put your rat in the cage this time.