There's a movie theater two blocks away from here.
The night "Queen & Slim" premiered, we were filled.
Line out the door.
Black people hopped up on nationalism
coming to support their own.
15 minutes later, we were empty.
Not one person ate the blowfish.
Not one.
Just a bunch of Yelp reviews that all said the same thing--
"this [MUTED] serving poison fish."
Hey, listen, man--
Do you know the traditional way
to make sushi is with your bare hands,
and that sushi should be served at room temperature?
Every Japanese sushi restaurant worth its soy sauce
does it that way, and no one seems to notice.
But if a brother from Alabama does it the same way,
suddenly the fish is dirty.
Yeah, but y'all serving--
You know, in Japan, there's a sushi restaurant that can't
even take reservations from the general public
because it is so acclaimed.
You want to know where it is?
It's on the Ginza line in a Tokyo subway station.
I know because my master, Yuji Watanabe, studied there.
You see, it taught me that it doesn't matter
where you serve the sushi, in a subway,
an old Blockbuster Video.
I knew it.
It doesn't matter.
He says, "If the sushi is good, people will come."
But I guess my master was never a [MUTED] from Florida.
Listen, brother man.
Don't give me that brother shit!
This entire dinner, you have been staring across the street
at a modern day coon chicken, served to you by an Aunt Jemima
who lies to you repeatedly, telling you it is her recipe
and that she is benefiting from it.
It is not her recipe.
You know who owns that recipe?
An Italian man and his family, none of which
have married Black.
I heard some of them even moved from New Orleans to New Jersey.
New Jersey.
All right, man.
All right, I get it.
Oh, you get it?
Yeah.
Yeah, I get it.
You get it now?
I get it now, man.
Then eat it.
What?
Eat it.
Eat my poison fish, brother.
(WHISPERING) Al, I don't--
Oh, let me guess.
You want some hot sauce to go with it, brother?
[LAUGHING]
All right, man.
All right, you made your point, Demarcus, OK?
Look outside.
That's the future.
That's our future-- salted and battered, being sold
back to us in our own image.
See the problem with us is we don't trust each other.
Don't trust a Chicago [MUTED].
They're shady.
Don't believe [MUTED] from New Orleans.
They're slimy.
Gotta watch out for them New York [MUTED]..
They're bound to hit a lick.
We've been told time and time again,
the only person you can trust--
is yourself.
Right?
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