Another Day in Paradise Page #7

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Jewels has a huge f***ing crew!

He's got people everywhere.

This is like having a f***ing

price on our head!

- Mel.

- No, God damn, no Sid!

Stop f***ing making excuses

for him!

God damn it!

He f***ed us up good!

And you f***ing know it!

What did I ever f***ing do to you,

you little prick,

that you would f*** me like this?!

I take you in,

I teach you the ropes!

I give you my money.

My f***ing dope!

I make you part of my crew!

This is my f***ing payback?!

This is my f***ing payback!

You sh*t!

- Mel!

- You f***ing little sh*t!

- Mother f***er!

- Shut the f*** up!

Shut up! Jesus Christ! Shut up!

Come on, everything is cool.

Everything is fine!

We got the money! We are out of there,

we are all right.

Oh don't get me f***ing started on that!

We never should have left him

alone in there!

Oh God, this whole thing is such

a f***ing, f***ing mess!

And now, to top it off,

I got to go back to the motel.

And pick up his f***ing girlfriend,

who is too f***ing good to work

with the rest of us!

- She is dead.

- What?

What did you f***ing say to me?

What did you f***ing say to me!

I said she is f***ing

dead you a**hole!

So she won't

f*** up your perfect plan!

Oh my God.

F*** you!

- Mel!

- F*** you!

Stop it!

Oh God! Oh God!

Oh God! Oh Bobbie, I'm sorry.

You a**hole.

Sh*t.

I need an enema.

Pull over at that gas station.

Fill her up.

All right, champ.

You pull point on potty patrol.

Sid, you know what we have to do.

You can't be serious.

I'm not having a f***ing

discussion here.

We got no choice and you know it.

I can't believe you even said that.

This is Bobbie.

He saved your life, remember?

Yeah, I remember.

So we are even.

This is not about friendship.

This is not about love.

This is f***ing survival.

Why don't we just let him go?

We can drop him off in

Springfield.

I can't do that!

Look, he is the only one

who can finger us.

And the only sure way out

for him is to cop a plea.

We go away for life

and he walks.

I can't live with those odds.

- Mel, no.

- I did not create this mess.

I am not the one who went

apeshit and shot Jewels.

Bobbie blew it,

you play, you f***ing pay.

No, you f***ing blew it.

- What did you say to me?

- I'm saying this is your mess.

Okay, this plan was a f***ed up

stupid idea from the beginning.

And none of us wanted to do it.

I mean you put us all

in danger, Mel.

Bobbie is our family.

Now what do you want to do?

You want to put him in a f***ing

cornfield because you f***ed up?

- No!

- Don't you say another word!

One more word, and I swear...

I'll put you in the ground

right along next to him.

Now look...

I know that I haven't

been as tight as usual.

I have been drinking too much.

And I'm still f***ed up

from being shot.

But I am clear now.

I am clear as a mother f***er.

Now we got about

eighty grand back there,

we got this one small problem

to take care of now.

And I will deal with Jewels'

crew later.

Everything is going to be cool.

I got it all worked out, okay?

So...

We'll do this tonight.

The sooner, the better.

Once it is dark, you are going

to pull over to a cornfield...

to take a piss.

And I'll take care of everything.

All you got to do is help

with the body.

- Okay.

- All right then.

So you get in there

and buy us a f***ing shovel.

Bobbie?

Bobbie.

Sid, I love you but

I can't do this anymore.

I was going to leave this

morning with Rosie.

Bobbie, I have about ten

seconds.

Here, take this and get

the f*** out of here.

No, I don't want your money,

I just want to get dropped off

somewhere so I can f***ing

figure out my life.

I'm going to go tell Mel now.

No, you can't go back

in the car.

Listen to me,

Mel is going to kill you.

Run, okay? Go fast.

Here's your f***ing shovel.

So where the f*** is Bobbie?

Far away from here by now.

F***!

Mind your own business.

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