A Low Down Dirty Shame Page #5

Yo, Ang... Sh*t!

- What the f*** are we doing here?

- Shut up and sit down.

Why are we here?

It's somewhere two old friends

can talk in private.

Yeah, it's just you and me

and the cockroaches.

What the f*** do you want?

I want Mendoza.

What is it with you? You got a death wish?

You're f***ing with the wrong guy.

If you're gonna kill me, do it.

If not, I'm not going to...

- OK.

- What do you mean, ''OK''?

I asked for your help and you said no.

You're free to go.

Son of a b*tch.

You motherf***er, Shame.

You're gonna die!

I'm gonna kick your motherfucking ass!

What the f*** is this place?

This is the land of the white man.

We have to reclaim our land.

White power!

White power! White power! White power!

Excuse me!

Could somebody tell me where the exit...is?

You're dead meat!

- He's mine!

- Get the grease ball!

Hey, Luis. You don't look too good, man.

You want a ride?

You crazy motherf***er! Pull over!

Where can I find Mendoza?

F*** you!

Luis, I got some good news

and I got some bad news.

The good news is,

you're only five miles from East L.A.

The bad news is, it's that way.

OK, man.

He owns a club in Hollywood,

La lsla de Salsa. I'm meeting him there later.

Now pull over, man!

Relax, man.

I know how to handle these people.

Hey, listen up!

Luis says the white man can kiss his ass.

Tell them you're friends with AI Sharpton.

Black power! Black power! Black power!

You bastard! Shame, you motherf***er!

Shame! You can't leave me

on this street alone!

Isn't that cute? An extra belly button!

That looks like Shame.

No, Shame ain't that clean.

Go, Wayman! Get busy!

Get crazy, you've got it!

Go, Wayman! Get busy!

Get crazy, you've got it!

You boys mind if I join your party?

You in the mood for dancing, huh?

You should have called me.

I'd have made you a reservation.

I bumped into Luis.

He told me I could find you here.

- Where is Luis?

- He couldn't make it.

He had a little running around to do.

Let me buy you a drink.

- Marisol!

- Si, senor.

What can I get for you?

What do you suggest?

- Sex On The Beach.

- Give me your number.

I'll see what I can arrange.

I don't think so.

And another glass, please.

Careful, Shame. She's already taken.

But that never stopped you before.

You're not still pissed about that, are you?

No.

Angela was a beautiful woman.

She loved to f***.

Frankly, Shame, I was surprised

that you fell for a whore like that.

Oh, that was low. That was low.

The funny thing about whores is,

they talk a lot.

Yeah, she told me about your little problem.

Did you get that fixed along with your face?

I'm glad you haven't lost

your sense of humour. Too bad you're a cop.

I really like you.

Really? That's pretty funny.

You know...I never liked you.

Salud.

Back off,

or I will kill this beautiful flower.

I don't give a f***.

She wouldn't give me her number.

555-6969.

I'm a Scorpio, I love Chinese food!

Call me any time.

I'm going to ease out of here.

Nice and easy.

- I can't let you do that.

- You won't shoot. You're a cop.

Wrong. I'm an ex-cop.

Excuse me, I need to see what's going on.

Shame!

Oh, Lord, I been shot!

Please don't die, Wayman.

Don't die, Wayman. Call a doctor!

Calm down.

Calm down. Wayman, you're fine.

It's not blood, it's just wine.

And the nominees for best actress in a

nightclub drama:
Miss Wayman Harrington.

Put the gun down, Shame.

- Should have known I couldn't fool you.

- Well, this is serious.

You're in deep sh*t. I'm taking you in.

- Where's Angela?

- She left.

- What the f*** do you mean?

- Just like I said.

I went for something to eat.

I came back, she was gone.

- I told you to watch her.

- Why ain't you told her about me?

Are you listening to me?

- I know where she is.

- You're not going anywhere.

Is this who you dressed up for?

You got all dressed up for her?

I look at your raggedy ass every day.

Pocahontas turns up and you get snazzy.

I ain't got time for this sh*t.

I almost had Mendoza tonight. He's in L.A.

- Mendoza's dead.

- Here's what he looks like.

- Seal off LAX and the bus station.

- You're giving me orders?

Put checkpoints on the highways to Mexico.

I'll look into it, but l'm taking you to jail.

Put Peaches in protective custody

for 24 hours.

- Don't you go.

- Walk out that door and I'll shoot you.

Yeah, yeah. I'll call when I got something.

How you just gonna let him leave like that?

You were supposed to arrest him!

You let him trollop around?

Hey! Now, you, I will shoot!

Get dressed. Let's go.

Well, well, well. What do we have here?

You were gonna open it, right?

Go ahead. Open it.

You said you'd take care of things!

That cowboy almost shot my ass off!

Calm down. I'm on top of everything.

I'm trying to get us a little insurance.

Hey, pull over.

- Who wants popcorn?

- Sounds good.

I'd like some also. Got any toothpicks?

Don't kill me, all right? Just don't hurt me.

- Shut up. Let's go.

- I don't know nothing about this.

All right! I'm not gonna hurt you.

Cross your heart, hope to die?

You promise?

- Yeah, I promise.

- Oh, God. Thank you.

Thank you.

Motherf***er! Want to f*** with me?

I'll smash your f***in' ass!

You think you're cute?

What the f*** are you gonna do with that?

Come on, you little b*tch!

I'm gonna whip your ass now.

Come here, damn it.

I should have shot your ass!

Oh, sh*t.

Now, you said...that you wouldn't hurt me.

Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'll just throw you through the f***ing wall!

Sonny, relax. She's a lady.

I'm Sonny f***ing Rothmiller.

You can't f*** with me!

Let me get this straight.

The $20 million in Mendoza's safe

he smuggles here in a coffin.

Then you steal the money

and turn him in to the Feds.

I guess there's no honour

amongst thieves.

You can go straight to hell. All of you can!

How dare you judge me?

I been on my own since I was 12.

Ain't nobody done sh*t for me.

I saw my chance, I took it.

What were you gonna do with the money?

I don't know, Shame.

Travel. See the world.

Maybe start my own empire.

- Cleopatra.

- What?

You told me when you were young,

you dreamed about being Cleopatra.

You always did listen to me.

Well, you never really stopped talking.

You still make me laugh.

It never would have worked

between you and I.

You never could have given me

what I wanted.

- What was that?

- To be number one in your life.

How would you know that?

You never gave me a chance.

- Yeah.

- Hello, Shame.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

You should take better care of your women.

They might fall into the hands

of another man.

Let me speak to Peaches.

Peaches? You OK?

I'm OK. I'm on the beach!

So now you see, my friend,

I got something you want,

and you got something I want.

So, let's be reasonable.

Name the time and place. I'll be there.

You probably want someplace safe,

out in the open, with lots of people.

How about one of my establishments?

The Palisades Mall, in two hours. Be there.

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