Bad Frank Page #5

---

Travis, I'm gonna text you

when she wakes up.

Just get him

that f***ing burner.

Bobby.

Is that you?

Where are you?

Come on.

Untie me, Bobby.

I'm not into this anymore.

I told you no more hitting me.

My head is f***ing killing me.

This isn't funny.

I'm not in the mood for this.

You're really starting

to creep me out.

Bobby.

Untie me. Now! Come on.

I'm not Bobby.

Sh*t!

No!

Sh*t!

No!

F***.

He reached across the counter

and grabbed me...

I bet he f***ing talked though.

I would've talked. My mama would've

talked in these conditions.

Who's this guy?

Where the f*** you going?

Yo, some dude gave me $50

to give this to your man

with the suit.

What dude? What dude?

I don't know.

Some dude over there.

What the f*** are you doing?

Yo, chill man.

It's just a f***ing phone.

- Get the f*** out of here.

- Let me out of here!

Somebody!

Let me out of here!

Let me out!

Please!

Let me out of here!

Help!

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Crystal.

- Stop.

- Okay.

Stop. Okay?

Can you tell me

what you want with me?

Right now I just need you

to keep your mouth shut.

This must be

some kind of mistake.

Relax.

Are you Mickey Duro's daughter?

Yeah.

Then there's no mistake.

Relax.

So here's what's gonna happen.

I'm gonna call your old man,

and I'm gonna let you talk to him for

about 5 seconds so he knows you're okay.

Don't try anything, all right?

All right?

Yeah.

Put Mickey on the phone.

Who the f*** is this?

Put Mickey on the f***ing phone.

Wants to talk to you.

Yeah, who is it?

You know who this is, Mick.

Look, I don't have a clue

who this is.

So just get to it, okay?

My Espresso's getting cold.

You got something of mine, Mick.

Look, I have a lot of things

that people want, okay?

You're gonna have to be a bit

more specific there, dude.

This something

doesn't belong to you.

That's where you're mistaken.

Now listen to me.

If I have it, it's mine.

P*ssy. Money. Dope. If it's

in my pocket, it's mine.

If you can get it out of my pocket,

well, that's a different story,

but right now,

that sh*t belongs to me.

Well, if that's the case, then I

can say the same thing to you.

Daddy?

Crystal? Crystal?

I don't know what the hell's

going on here, but... ahh!

Crystal! What the f***?

Hey, motherf***er!

Do I have your attention

now, Mick?

I'm gonna kill

every motherf***er you know!

Every motherf***er you know!

And let you live,

you cocksucker.

Hey, Mickey.

Now you're gonna listen to me.

Just like the old times, right?

Ahh! I'm a Fu...

Sorry.

He just slammed the burner

on the ground.

Now he's bee-lining it

out of there.

It's on now.

Travis. Travis.

Travis.

Hey.

Thirsty?

Look, it's gonna be a long day.

So just relax

a little bit, okay?

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I never was.

I just needed you.

You all right?

- You sure?

- Mm-hmm.

Sorry.

You want more?

What does that mean?

Interpret that for me.

Interpret that for me.

No, no, no, no, no.

It means, I wish I hadn't

been caught.

Motherf***er. Hey! Calm the

f*** down and be thirsty!

There you go, you motherf***er.

Motherf***er.

Now I thought you and I

had an understanding.

You mixed up in this sh*t?

Are you a part of this mess?

You're not gonna waste

my time, are you?

You're not gonna waste my time. No, you're

gonna tell me where they are, right?

So where are frank and my daughter?

You know where he is?

I don't know.

No?

No.

How long have you known...

Wow. How long you've known

frank, Travis?

Huh?

A few years.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

You know, frank and I

used to work together.

- Did you know that?

- Good for you.

Things were good

when we were together.

He knew how to handle people

without any repercussions.

He was like my kid, you know?

But frank was born with a,

I don't know,

a bad bone in him.

He was just born bad, you know?

Yeah, I f***ing know.

No, you don't.

But you're gonna

find the f*** out.

You don't know sh*t about him.

He was a very bad seed

long before I ever met him.

Did you know he was

in the military?

It was either that or prison.

Aggravated assault.

Three-time loser.

So he picked the marine corp.

He was doing pretty good over

there, too, for a couple of years,

but then he broke

some guy's jaw over in Japan.

Broke his neck.

By accident!

By accident.

Marines wouldn't do nothing for

him, so they locked him up.

Parents had to f***ing

remortgage their house

just to get him enough money

to get him a lawyer.

Why the f*** are you even

telling me this, Mick?

What the f***'s it got

to do with me, huh?

And he loves her.

You got every right to cry.

'Cause when I show him

this picture...

Hang on.

I like that.

That's your cock

going in his wife's ass.

When I show him this picture,

you know what

he's gonna do to you?

Imagine all the pain in mankind.

He's gonna give it to you

as a gift and keep you alive

to give it to you every day.

Now, he ain't seen it yet.

He don't have to see it.

So I'm your god

from this moment forward.

You address me as god.

So say "thank you, god."

I ain't sent it to him yet.

Say "thank you, god."

Come on, say it.

Say it, motherf***er!

Say it! Say it! Say it!

- Thank you, god.

- Thank you, god! Say it!

Motherf***er!

I'll kill your f***ing ass!

- Thank you, god.

- He's worked for me!

I'll make you feel

like a f***ing b*tch!

I'll kill you, you motherf***er!

I'll kill you, motherf***er.

Come here.

Get the f*** over here,

you f***ing piece of sh*t.

I'll kill you, you f***ing

goddamn motherf***er.

That's my f***ing daughter,

you goddamn motherf***er!

I'll kill you,

you son of a b*tch.

Look at me.

Now say "thank you, god!"

You're with a f***ing goddamn

psychopath right now!

You're with me now!

You ain't over there!

You ain't in high school!

I gotta relax or I'll kill you by accident.

I gotta keep you alive.

I need you to find

my daughter, okay?

Okay? Say "thank you, god." Say it.

Say it.

Thank you, god. Thank you, god.

Thank you, god.

Now we're getting somewhere.

You know his dad?

His dad was a cop for a long time.

Sergeant Pierce, you know him?

- Yeah.

- Sergeant Pierce, you know him?

- Kind of, yeah.

- Kind of.

Just relax, all right?

Apple don't fall too far from

the tree, you know?

His father wrote the book

on police brutality.

So they scraped together every

dime they had, his family did,

and they paid off

the right people

and he was home in a year.

There was a big f***ing party.

Frank comes home and he broke

some f***ing guy's eye socket

who said some smart-ass sh*t

about him happened over there.

But he got lucky.

It was self-defense.

The guy threw the first punch.

You get it? Okay?

I fear him.

Now, when I show him this...

You will wish

you never were born.

He is gonna give you something

no one has ever

f***ing known about.

- And he ain't gonna

let you die.

Okay, he's gonna cut off your arms,

your legs, your f***ing eyes,

pull your f***ing arms off,

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes