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IN 3D... THE D WILL BE IN YOUR FAAAAAAACE
Rated NC-17 for gratuitous funk and BLACKNESS throughout

An excerpt from the screen play:

*Grand Master Kingpin, head of one of the top 3 crime syndicates in the city, sits on his throne
placed on the catwalk in an abandoned warehouse.
*Luscious Black enters.

Grand Master Kingpin: ...Luscious Black. *He says in a condescending manner.
GMP: I thought you was the one causing me all this trouble.
GMP: Luscious Black... Heh.
GMP: You a mocha java lookin' nigga at BEST.
GMP: Luscious... BLACK. *He thows his head from side to side in the most sassy way possible.
GMP: Nah, baby. Let me tell you a little somethin' 'bout BLACK.
GMP: To my right, we have my right hand man. We like to call him "brother darkness."
*An imposing figure stands with skin quite possibly darker than #000000
GMP: And to my OTHER right... *GMP gestures playfully to his left.
GMP: We got Hei. This half Chinaman motherfucker knows all MANNER of Kung Fu.
GMP: And we like to call him "DARKER than black."
GMP: Now, I know you ain't scared, Luscious. But soon...
*Camera zooms in on Grand Master Kingpin's face wearing a smug grin.
GMP: You gon' be dead.
GMP: Hei! Go all crazy Kung Fu shit on this motherfucker, I got places to be!
*Hei jumps down from the catwalk unleashing a battle cry.
Hei: WhhhhooooooAAAA!!!
*A goon enters the frame with a cinder block for Hei to break.
H: HooOAAAAAWWAAHH!!!
*Hei strikes at the cinder block casually from his side, but it explodes comically, sending the goon flying.
*Luscious Black stands motionless, expressionless.
H: AAwhoooggAAAA!!!
*Hei strikes Luscious in the gut, but reals back in excruciating pain.
H: UaaaaaAHHHSHIT, man!
*Finally emoting, Luscious wears a sly grin.
Luscious Black: Oh baby, didn't anyone tell you I had abs of steel?
*Brash, funky music begins to play.
*Luscious produces a metal plate from underneath his shirt and hits Hei over the head with it, dropping him
in one shot.
GMP: H-hey... Yo! S-somebody shoot this motherfucker!
*Gunfire erupts.

EXCERPT COPYRIGHT CHIP CHAMPION 1976

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