8 Mile

8 Mile is a 2002 American drama film written by Scott Silver and directed by Curtis Hanson. It stars Eminem in his film debut, alongside Mekhi Phifer, Brittany Murphy, Michael Shannon, Kim Basinger and Anthony Mackie, the latter also in his film debut. The film, which contains autobiographical elements from Eminem's life, follows Detroit rapper Jimmy Smith Jr. aka B-Rabbit (Eminem) and his attempt to launch a career in hip hop, a music genre dominated by African Americans. The title is derived from 8 Mile Road, the road between the predominantly black city of Detroit and the largely white suburban communities to the north that Eminem originally lived in. 8 Mile was a critical and commercial success. It opened at No. 1 in the US with $51.3 million grossed in its opening weekend and an eventual total of $242.9 million worldwide. The film's accompanying soundtrack (released by Universal's then subsidiary Universal Music, through Interscope and Shady/Aftermath) was also a commercial success, being certified quadruple platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). The film garnered numerous award nominations and wins, including an Academy Award for Best Original Song win for "Lose Yourself" for Eminem, Jeff Bass and Luis Resto at the 75th Academy Awards. 8 Mile was named one of the best films of 2002 by several publications.

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- Yo, try it now. - [Sighs] [Engine Cranking] Give it some gas.

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[Engine Starts, Revs] [Laughing] That's what I'm takin' about, baby. Come on, man, we goin' out tonight. Uh! Uh! Yeah, tonigh... Tonight?

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Look, fuck last night. Okay? Forget it.

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What about gettin' straight with the Lord? Come on, man, it's Saturday. I can get straight with the Lord on Sunday.

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[Chuckles] [Hip-hop] Oh, hey, "B", I got these new beats, man. You know how much I like your moms and everything, "B"... Shit. How much I really, really like your mama, Rabbit. [Laughs] But she wasn't doin'you no favor when she left you this car, man. Fuck you. Get out and walk. At least the radio plays. [Rap] What up with the whole East Coast/West Coast thing? Word. We got to put the Mo on the map. Yeah. Talk about the 3-1-3. Man, nobody even knows Detroit is in 3-1-3. Three-one-three! Three-one-three! What the fuck you talkin' about? You from 8-1-0. Man, we just got to make our own sound. Fuck everybody else. Then we get us a deal, go platinum, get cheesed out... and get all the bitches! - All the ho's. - Mmm! Do you think I have a big head?

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- [Clears Throat] - Ohh! Ohh! - Oh, shit! - Why'd you bring that damn thing, man? - Oh, man. Do it.! - Shoot.! Shoot.!

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- Pinkeye, bitch! - Let me see! Let me see! Let me see! Let me see! Let me show you motherfuckers how to shoot something. Let me show you. - Do it, do it, do it. - [Horn Honking] Oh, okay, okay. Here we go. Here we go. Here it is. Here it is. Here it is.

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Take the wheel, man. Come on, Jimmy. Come on, man. Take the gas. You got the gas. Man, come on, Rabbit. [D.J. Iz] Hey, Rabbit, get back in the car, man. Hit the bus.! Hit the bus.! Hit the bus.! - Ooh! - Oh, no! - No.! Don't do that.!

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Oh, shit, man!

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What the fuck is wrong with you? [Laughing] [Laughing, Yelling] [Siren Blaring] - Oh, shit! - Fuck! Toss the weed! Toss the weed, Cheddar! - Toss the motherfuckin' weed! - Throw it out!

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- [Music, Engine Stops] - What the fuck you doin'? - The fuckin' car just died, dawg. - Oh, come on, man. I told you stupid-ass niggas not to be doin' that shit. [Siren Blaring, Approaching]

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That rifle ain't mine, right, Jimmy? I don't want to go to jail. Shut the fuck up, Cheddar. I'm fuckin' serious. I get claustrophobic.

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You were scared. You were scared. No, you were scared. You were scared. Man, you know how many abandoned buildings we have in Detroit? How are you supposed to take pride in your neighborhood with shit like that next door? And does the city tear 'em down? No. They too busy building casinos and taking money from the people. Shut your preachin' ass up. Nobody care about that shit. Did you care when that crackhead raped that little girl? You think that would have happened if he didn't have an abandoned house to take her to? They caught him, didn't they? Yeah, they caught him. Dumb motherfucker went back to the house. How stupid could a nigga be? Yo, Rabbit. What's happening under that hood, man? It's just a short. Chill out. I ain't gettin' back in that piece of shit. It's a deathtrap. I think Jimmy's mom's tryin'to kill him. Yeah. But she's so goddamn fine. Hell, yes. Don't be sayin' shit about my mom or my fuckin' car, man. I hear everythin'.

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- He a ninja now? - [Engine Starts]

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Hey, Rabbit! Okay, okay, okay. It's about time. Money under the hood Money on the mike Freaky gals here we come Yo. Let me get a light, D. J...

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[Rap On Radio] I gotta get mine You gotta get yours I gotta get mine You gotta get yours I gotta get mine You gotta get yours I gotta get mine You gotta get yours [Ends] [Song Changes]

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[Rapping] [Future] Aw, shit. What the fuck's goin'on out here?

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What's up, man? You all right? Yeah, I'm cool. Yeah? You sure? Yeah. You the man, Rabbit. Yeah.

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I use my voice to speak the fiery frame, try and refrain Come on, baby, it's redemption time. Come on, man. Come on, man. I be the nigga in The Shelter I aim to change Three-one-three area Bomb and bury you with vengeance My rhyme sentences will put an end to your existence With a rigorousness Niggas, I'm serious Delirious Cause a curious Pause the fury calls Through my jaws from devouring y'all raw Whoo.! Okay, okay. Three-One-Third, we in the house. You know what I mean. Mac Mitten's finest. D.J., give me that beat. - [Iz Imitating Beat Box] - Come on. Come on. Uh, uh, uh, uh. You forced to listen to the individual, the metaphysical The Mac Mitten rhyme ritual Heterosexual Syllables, they sound complex to you Line's perplexin' you With words that could put a hex on you Snap that neck on you Murder you, boil you We keep a white boy or two Let my man grab the mike You'll see how Bunny Rabbit do Come on, man. Come on, man. Come on. Kick that shit, baby. Come on.

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Come on, man. - Uh, uh. - Watch that nigga kick this shit. Uh, uh. - All right, speed it up a little bit, Iz. - Come on, baby.

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