[Rick shows Terry his bedroom and his love for James Brown]
Rick:
I'm kind of into James Brown.
Terry:
I guess so.
Rick:
You know, Prince, Michael Jackson? It all goes back to James Brown, the godfather of soul. Not to mention, Mr. Humanitarian, My. Dynamite and the hardest working man in show business. Ah, New York City, live, the Apollo Theater, 1962. This man was king.
Terry:
Well, let's hear some sounds.
Rick:
I don't think so.
Terry:
Stereo broken?
Rick:
No, it's just something I do by myself.
Terry:
Huh?
Rick:
Well, when I hear James I have to dance. You know, like James. I can't help it. I go crazy. And, uh, I'm usually alone when I do it.
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