The United States vs. Billie Holiday Monologues
Follows Holiday during her career as she is targeted by the Federal Department of Narcotics with an undercover sting operation led by black Federal Agent Jimmy Fletcher, with whom she has a tumultuous affair.
Billie Holiday Monologues
You know, the people that are hardest on me are my own race. I need help; not jail time.
Be careful with this feeling. This love right here, baby, it won't love you back. I promise.
My song, Strange Fruit. It reminds them that they're killing us. Reminds them. It reminds you too, Reginald.
You don't have to edit shit for Harry Anslinger. He was in charge of prohibition, remember? See us drinking, don't you? He can't afford to lose the drugs.
Yeah, that's what they want you to believe. They say they want the names of my suppliers. They don't want no names. They want to destroy me. He wants me to stop singing what's in my soul.
You think I'm going to stop singing that song. Your grandkids will be singing Strange Fruit. Y'all motherfuckers think you got something on me. You don't. You stupid bitches ain't got shit. Suck my black ass.
Jimmy! Prada! This dress is Prada!
