Black and White Page #8

-Casey. It's nice to meet you.

It's my pleasure.

Where you been?

I've been looking for your little ass.

-What's going on?

-Watch the do.

Come on, your do's f***ed up anyway.

Stop this bullshit.

What do you think of the gig?

This sh*t is right.

What's up with you though?

-Chilling, feeling the vibe.

-You feeling it?

Hi everybody, how are you?

How you doing, baby?

Mom, nice coat.

You borrowed my coat?

It's my coat, not yours, baby.

I'm Sam Doneger.

I'm doing a documentary on your

daughter and all of her friends.

It's about how we're into hip-hop and sh*t.

I got some serious sh*t

I need to really get at you.

I'm the one. What do you need?

You the one? You don't even know

what the f*** I'm talking about.

You got all the boys,

but I take care of the serious sh*t.

-You live like that?

-I'm live like that.

-Your balls look kind of small to me.

-'Cause these pants is big.

-I need you to do something for me.

-I'm the one. What you need to do?

You sure you up to it?

Depends. But most of the time

I can deal with what you need me to do.

Depends on what?

What do you mean "most of the time"?

-Either you're with it or you ain't.

-I'm with it. You need me to do what?

You up to do a murder?

This is a club. What're you talking about?

Don't give me this "club" sh*t.

I don't give a f*** about that.

You up for it?

Who do you need to get murdered?

Dean.

I don't know about that.

What the f***, Dean--

What you mean you don't know?

You said you were with it.

I am with it. But what the f***?

Dean is like your boy, he's like my boy.

-What the f***'s up with Dean?

-What he did to me? ls that important?

-So you wanna do this right away?

-What do you think?

I need you to do it right away.

I need you to do it now!

It's done. I'll do it.

I'll do it for you, no problem.

-You gonna do it?

-Yeah, I'm gonna do it.

I said I would.

-Remember me?

-What's up, baby? How you doing?

-What is going on?

-What you mean?

-What is going on?

-What you talking about?

Don't act like you don't know.

You've walked around the club four times...

...having little conversations with people.

What is this? Look me in the eye.

What the f*** is going on?

You're full of sh*t. I can tell.

F***ing silencer.

What the f*** am I doing?

That's what the f*** I really ought to do.

-Yeah.

-You ready?

-Ready?

-Ready to roll. Your time's up, pal.

There's a lot ofstuff about Rich

I don't even know.

You got enough on him

just like I got enough on you.

-Where you gonna be at 8:00?

-The gym.

-I'll be waiting outside.

-I'm gonna make a lot of enemies.

My heart's breaking for you, Dean.

Go on, I'm not playing.

-You ain't playing? You finished?

-I'm finished for the day.

Just stay right there. Don't move.

Relax.

Just f***ing stay right there!

You know what you did.

You don't understand.

Don't try to f*** with my head.

You stay there.

-Let me and him talk about it.

-Rich don't wanna talk.

You're going to shoot me? Relax man.

Don't let him get in your head.

Don't you try to f*** with my head.

Stay there.

-Don't you take another step.

-Me and you will talk about it.

I swear to God,

don't take another f***ing step.

Don't let him do this.

F*** you. Just stay back.

-Just relax.

-F*** you.

Attention, units. We got a report

of a homicide at a basketball court: 1-8-7.

All units in the vicinity, please respond.

Again, we've got a report of a homicide,

City Rider basketball court.

1-8-7:
possible homicide. Please respond.

Hi. What's so urgent?

-What's so urgent?

-Remember? That's the word you used.

Yeah. Hi.

Yeah?

You wanna start out like that?

Wait a minute. What is this?

This is our....

Doesn't this place bring back any....

Doesn't it conjure up any....

No. What is this about, Luke?

-That guy.

-What guy?

That guy, what's his name...

...the basketball player.

-His name's Dean.

-Right, it was. Dean.

What do you mean "was"?

He's dead.

You didn't know that?

You didn't hear it on the news?

No.

You know what fascinates me?

It's very interesting to me.

There's this guy. This weak,

greedy, f***ing corrupt a**hole...

...that you fall for, that you leave me for.

You get all crazy about him.

Then I tell you he's dead...

...and you have less of a reaction than

if I told you a squirrel was hit by a van.

-You know about this?

-No, I don't.

Don't lie,

'cause I can tell when you're lying.

How was he killed?

-I didn't say he was killed.

-Yeah, you did.

I said he was dead.

I never said he was killed.

It's the way you were saying it.

You're lying to me.

You know about this, don't you?

I never said he was killed.

I said he was dead.

-Did you have something to do with it?

-No. Did you?

No. I can't believe we're having

this conversation.

I wish we could get together

and talk about us.

How was he killed?

He was shot in front of his locker.

'cause he was a weak, greedy...

...bribe-taking motherf***er. That's why.

-How would you know that?

-How would I know that?

There's stuff I know that you don't know.

-What's your name?

-What?

After you became a detective,

did you change your name?

-Yeah.

-To what name?

-To what name?

-Mark Clear.

-You f***ing Rich Bower?

-F*** you!

-You're f***ing Bower, right?

-F*** you!

Let me get this straight. Dean told you...

...then you told Rich 'cause it turned

you off that Dean would be so weak...

...to actually open up to you.

Like when I left, you considered it weak...

...that I'd do something to change my life.

To actually turn my life around.

That's weak!

You're so f***ing twisted.

Don't you get it?

God! You haven't changed.

You're the same guy,

except now you're hiding behind a badge.

So when are you gonna come back to me?

Why is that so crazy?

In local news, the killer of City Rider

Dean Carter is still at large.

Police continue to investigate

this tragic shooting.

Carter was found dead

outside his locker room...

...a gunshot wound to the chest.

If you have any information,

please call our crime watch hotline.

555-1234.

And now, for the weather.

Once again, it will be mild tonight

with temperatures in the 50s.

Did you know I got locked up in Memphis?

-What the f*** were you doing?

-Being black.

You're right.

In the South, you've gotta figure

what time it is and where you're at.

I was in the middle of the street

signing autographs.

N*gger pulled up, pulls me over to the side.

Came back and just maced me

over the top.

Maced me right in my eyes.

Sh*t was burning, face on fire.

And they locked me up after that.

It was bad though.

You got up out of that sh*t.

Then I served my night,

went to see the judge.

A night for what?

A night for obstruction of traffic

and motherfucking resisting arrest.

It was bad,

but they did it because I was black.

That's where Martin Luther King got killed.

Loving you, biting the ear and sh*t.

My nigga.

Look what you did.

My niggas burning each other up,

dropping sh*t on my rug.

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