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BRICKLEBEE: (shocked) Who wouldn���t want to be famous?
FEW KIDS:
I don���t. Not me. I���m okay. (etc.)
JUDAH:
I kinda do . . .
BRICKLEBEE: Alright! There���s some honesty. (to Judah) And who are you?
JUDAH:
My name is Judah, I���m a rapper. Hallelujah!
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BRICKLEBEE: Okay, first, lose the ���hallelujah.��� It���s not marketable; it alienates
people. Next, you���re going to want to work on your swagger.
Rappers move more like this. Emma, music, please! (His assistant
grabs a boom box and ���turns it on���; he demonstrates a funny,
hunched-over rap walk) And swaaag, like this.
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JUDAH:
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(trying to imitate) And swaaag, like this?
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BRICKLEBEE: Yeah, swaaag. Uhm, like this.
JUDAH:
(trying to imitate) Yeah, swaaag. Uhm, like this? (Kids laugh)
JUDAH:
Thanks, Mr. B.!
Well, that���s partly true. (music begins to ���Treasure���) Everywhere
you look these days, people are trying to be noticed, to have their
fifteen minutes of fame. But God says that fame and money won���t
make us truly happy.
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BRICKLEBEE: (charming) It���s what I do. You all need to think carefully about
what���s at stake here. You have a chance to make it big, to catch
that dream we all have���being a star!
