Asylum Page #2
- Year:
- 2009
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where's this frigging lab?
Holy Sh*t!
Mother f***er might
have been telling the truth.
See, just like I told you.
I wasn't lying.
He had me stop right here.
And he get up out the car.
And he goes walking up along
here around the far side.
And I stayed here at
the car and then,
all the bikers come in
from behind us, right there.
Someone killed my f***ing dad.
Someone is gonna f***ing
pay for this sh*t.
Someone is gonna
f***ing pay for this!
Where the f*** is Chester at?
Why the f*** isn't he
in here right now?
Chester?
Psst, Eddie.
Come on man you got to help me.
They are going to kill me.
You got to help me
get out of here.
Eddie come on man!
Come here Chester.
No Eddie I can't die like this.
No! No!
Eddie! Eddie! No!
Eddie! No! No!
Come on!
Ahh, no!
Get the f*** out of there!
Come Here!
I thought you were my friend Eddie.
F***ing A**hole!
Got me running around the woods
like a f***ing moron.
Get the gas can.
You're gonna burn him here?
No. We'll burn him over there.
No! No!
I'm sick of your bullshit Chester.
Ahh, don't burn me!
You got your lighter Eddie?
Chester.
Tell us how those bikers
set up my dad.
I drove your dad out to
that meth lab in the woods.
When we got there,
there was a gang of bikers there.
Chester, do something!
You OK?
Yeah, I'm fine.
Wow! You heard that Rock?
That's some real sh*t homie.
Real sh*t.
I was gonna save him...
Tell me something,
what kind of gun did Al have?
A... Shotgun.
Pump action?
Yeah.
No, wait.
I wasn't thinking
it wasn't a pump action it
was a double barrel shotgun.
Al stopped carrying a gun after
he did that year for gun possession.
- Burn him Eddie.
- Stop, Stop, Stop!
Listen dude just tell us
how the bikers set up my dad, Ok.
I lied about the gun.
He never had a gun.
I tried to save him I swear.
Here's what happened.
Keep your head clear
I'm gonna get you outta this.
F*** You!
We got a problem.
Looks like this place
is wired to explode.
I'm f***ing outta here.
Al!...
You'll be alright Al,
just stay in there.
Don't you let go Al,
you stay with me.
Son's of B*tches!
And that's...
that's what happened.
So now we know.
Oh come on, you believe that sh*t?
Yeah I do believe that sh*t.
Obviously Chester
is not Chuck Norris but yeah,
I believe his story.
About what?
- About the bikers setting my dad up.
- I don't know man.
I mean what type of meth dealer
just starts killing people.
I don't know what you guys
want me to tell you man.
We were driving in the car.
He gets a phone call.
He tells me 'she said
to go out Route'...
Lexy!
He had a girl friend named Lexy.
Dude, what girl friend?
She must have set him up!
That's who you want to talk to.
That's f***ing bullshit.
What the f***?
You saying you know something
about my f***ing family, huh?
Exotic... dark... dark...
Don't listen to him Momma,
god rest your sacred heart.
Hear me out. Hear me out.
You know it sounds to me like
he's finally telling the truth.
It sounds to me like he's not
telling the f***ing truth,
and I don't see how you can't
f***ing see that Rock.
- So, why don't you shut the f*** up...
- Please you gotta believe me...
- this is true.
- 'cause I'm in charge here.
And you shut the f*** up!
You shut the f*** up!
- F***! Mother f***ing Sh*t!
- Eddie, you gotta believe me...
Everybody here...
- this really happened.
- just shot the f*** up.
Lexy must have
set him up alright.
I mean she was shady alright.
No! Oh My...
Junior. It's not my place to criticize,
but why the hell you just did that?
I think he was just getting ready
to tell us something.
Dude if my dad's dead then
that makes me the boss.
Why don't you get that bullet back
so the cops don't trace it to my gun.
It's still in his head.
Just throw your gun in the river.
I'm not throwing my f***ing gun
in the river I like this gun.
Just f***ing do it.
Why did he just do that,
I mean if you were Junior...
wouldn't you want to know
who is coming after you.
I've been telling you,
kid's a f***ing dope.
I'm not dressed for this sh*t.
Yo, it's his phone man.
What's that chick's name again?
Lexy.
Hello?
Yeah. Lexy?
Yeah, Uh-huh?
Hello?
Hold on one second, ok baby?
Yo, Rock you don't hear me
on this f***ing phone, man?
You don't see me
breaking this head?
I'm sorry about that baby, yeah,
look I'm a friend of Al's.
He wanted me to
invite you to this party, but...
- He did?
- But I kinda forgot your address.
Well, just ask Al.
Yeah, Yeah,
I don't wanna call him back,
- because you know how he is.
- Yeah well, whatever.
I'm at the party house.
Do you know where that is?
- Yeah.
- I'm with the rest of the girls.
Yeah. Yeah I know right
where that's at, yeah.
Alright, I'll see you in a minute.
Ok. Bye.
Rock, something's wrong
with you man.
- What's up, Eddie?
- Sup, man.
Yo did you get that bullet?
Rocky's on it.
Dude,
where're we going right now?
Lexy's house.
Gonna follow up on what
Chester told us about.
Dude we already decided
that was a dead end,
we're not going there right now.
Check this out,
whoever killed your pops,
I know but I just said we're
so we're not going there.
What the hell's
a matter with you?
Don't you want to know
who killed your father?
What man? Go do your job.
This seem sketchy to you?
A little.
Check this out, man... you take
that side, I'm gonna go this way.
Listen to me there
is a package on its way,
and do not sign for it.
Hey, Where's your friend?
Hey, look I found this creep
outside playing with himself.
Lexy?
It is Lexy right?
See that's an AK-47
you got there.
That's bad news for me baby.
Cause all I got is this here 22.
Thing is, I still got bullets.
So Lexy, do you wanna
come out peaceful and talk?
Or do you wanna
get into a gun fight?
What, you thought you were
gonna get away with it? Huh?
Stop
Get off me!
She killed the Old Man.
What the Old Man's dead?
Don't act all surprised.
Yeah, what the hell you
shot at us for then?
Cause you were coming to
kill me!
Who told you we were
coming to kill ya? Huh?
Who told you we were
trying to kill you? Huh? Who...
F***! Mother F***er
Open the God Damn Door!
How can you f***ing
do this to me?
What the f*** man?
Get her the f*** outta here.
He's the one that set you up, ok.
He's the one that
said there is a package...
to be delivered
and not to sign for it,
and that means kill whatever
motherf***er comes to my door.
Open the door you f***ing p*ssy!
Get outta the car Junior.
Dude, I'm not getting out
of the f***ing car.
I will shoot you right in the face.
Dude, what the f***?
You don't need to pull
your f***ing gun out alright.
What the f*** b*tch? Get off!...
You are such
a f***ing piece of sh*t.
What do you know about
a meth lab out on Route 26?
Hold on a second,
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