Bones Page #5

We're safe.

We should have done this|a long time ago.

It's all right, baby.

He tried to kill us.

If he wanted to kill you,|you would've been dead already.

Who is he?

What was he?

Your father.

He was your father.

You have his eyes.

Free at last, free at last.

Leave me be!

It wasn't my fault, man.

I didn't know|what they'd planned.

Hush.|It don't even matter now.

Lookie here, man.|It's me, baby.

I been on your side|all the way.

Don't you remember, man?

Remember?

I'll show you what I remember.

Feel better?

I- I had no choice.

What else could I have done?

You could've died with me.

Or died tryin'.

You're gonna be free and clear,|Shotgun.

All debts are paid, baby.

Swing low, sweet chariot...

Comin' for to carry me home...

Did you do it?

Do what, son?|What are you talkin' about?

You know|what I'm talkin' about.

The club. Did you do it?

I know you didn't want us|down there.

I wouldn't have risked|killing you to get you out.

- I was trying to protect you.|- From what?

Why did you give a sh*t|about the building?

Why did you care that we were|there, of all places?

It is just a bad neighborhood,|Patrick.

Bullshit.

Look, don't lie to me, Pop.

Come on.|For once, tell me the truth.

Look, I saw your face.

Now, you knew that place,|and you knew those people.

It's the past, Patrick.|It's dead.

Dead?

I don't think|your past is dead, Pop.

It's alive.

And it killed Maurice.

Hey, slinky thing.

Are you lookin' to score?

Uh-uh, little brother.

I got a natural high-|a supernatural high.

You got a supernatural high?

Eddie Mack|don't like no whackos...

...comin' through our neighborhood|playing that Rainman stuff.

Big bad-ass Eddie Mack...

...got sh*t for brains,|and that's a fact.

Are you sufferin'|from nigligence?

I'll whup your ass!

Sh*t, that nigga crazy, man.|He ain't sh*t.

This n*gger's|sufferin' from nigligence.

Look here, you fake-ass Shaft.

Why don't you raise up off|that coat and let me have that?

Sure. Here it is.

Mama?

He's gonna kill|every last one of 'em.

Kill who?

Eddie Mack, that cop,|and Jeremiah.

And those kids.

Maybe they deserved it.

Maybe we all deserve it.

Patrick doesn't.

And his brother|and sister don't.

I don't.

I'll try something.

I have nothing left to lose-

...only you.

This what you want, right?

Oh, it tickles!

I wanna do that again.

All night?

I gotta go winky.

F***ed around and got me|a Marilyn Monroe ho.

Play that rollin' bass, baby.

I'm gonna tickle your little|pink tweeter all night.

Put these snakes to work.

Move your body.

Nothing's wrong.

Hey, Snowflake!

Where you at, girl?

I got somethin' to tell you.

Come on, now, girl.

Don't nobody stand up|the mack daddy.

Look here, girl.|Where you at?

Come on, now, baby.|I got somethin' to give you.

Come on, now, b*tch.|Quit playin'.

I don't wanna play|these type of games. Come on.

Sh*t! I almost broke-

What the f***?

All right, motherf***er.|Y'all wanna do this sh*t?

Motherfuckers|wanna act ignorant?

Where the f*** you at?

You wanna jump, motherf***er?

You wanna be froggy n*gger?|Leap!

Jimmy Bones, is that you?

We killed you, motherf***er,|and buried your ass...

...in nothing but|your b*tch's bloody rags.

Now I can count the holes|in your motherfuckin' chest.

Is that it?|Your big-ass tidal wave?

You think I'm-a do it?|Think I'm-a do it?

F*** you, Jimmy,|you jive-ass n*gger.

Man, where the f*** are you at?

I'm here.|Where the f*** are you?

Man, I'm at the spot|where I said I was gonna be.

- Now get your ass over here!|- I'll meet you there.

Bones, you motherf***er.|What you done to me?

Not half of|what I'm plannin' on.

Man, this is|some twisted sh*t, man.

What you need with my head?

I'm just usin' it|to carry your soul, sucker.

My soul? F*** you.

I killed you, you killed me-|we even!

Damn, why you gotta get all|meta-f***in'- Physical, n*gger?

Sh*t! I'm sick-

You just gonna bang my sh*t|up against the wall?

Jesus f***in' Christ.

I need this like I f***in'|need a hole in my head.

Oh, yeah, you better be scared.

What?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

You heard the man.

Try it!

You next, Lou.

I told your ass, boy.

If you wanna get ahead|in life...

Was that f***in' necessary, man?

What's up with these gates?

Let's see if these gates|can save Jeremiah...

...when his past comes callin'.

We have to save him.

Save who?

Can Jeremiah come out and play?

What it is,|and what it will be, my brother.

And it will be your ass.

How the hell|did you get in here?

At a time like this...

...is that what|you really wanna know?

How the f*** I got in here?

Oh, my God, Jimmy.

Dad!

What the hell|are you guys doing?

Somebody please tell me-

Yeah, right.

It makes me feel better.

Where are you going?|I just called 911.

Then we really gotta go,|'cause I can't explain this.

I'll be back,|hopefully with Dad.

- We're coming with you.|- No, you're not.

You gotta stay with Mom!

Jesus f***ing Christ,|what is this place? Oh, my God!

Shut the f*** up.

You two b*tches were just meat.

You never had any idea smarter|than getting yourselves...

...a little bit more.

But my brother J-Bird, here,|this n*gger was smart.

He didn't just want more.

He wanted more|with compound interest.

Come on, Jimmy. Please, man.

- Get Lou.|- Get him.

Get that f***er.

Bye, Loopy Lou!

- It's the blood.|- What, Mama?

Remember when I told you|that a person...

...has more than two parts,|they have three?

Body, soul, and spirit?

The spirit|lives in the blood...

...and the spirit keeps|the body and souI together...

...and sometimes|the spirit lives on.

Jimmy's blood|must still be in that building.

Let's go.

Look here, Jimmy.|I got $20,000 saved up, buried.

Don't nobody know|where it is but me.

You can have half of it.

All right.|You can have it all, man.

Come on, man.

I really don't-

Jimmy! Jimmy!|Come on, man, Jimmy!

And now, J-Bird, my brother...

...it's time for you|to collect your interest.

This is it.

We found that skeleton|right down here.

All right, it was here.|Right here!

- What'd he have on?|- Nothin'.

No, wait,|there was a green rag.

My god, my dress.

My bloody dress.|We gotta burn it.

We gotta close the door.|Find my dress!

The blood on the dress|is keeping him alive!

- I couldn't find anything!|- Look for it!

You was my main man.

Since we was grasshoppers.

I always looked after you.

You had a piece|of everything I had.

I didn't want|a piece of yours, Jimmy.

I wanted my own.

And f*** everybody else, huh?

God damn, Jimmy!|Think about it, Jimmy.

If it had happened to you...

...you would've done|the same goddamn thing, man.

Nah, brother.

I wouldn't have done|any manner of what you did.

It's a trip, ain't it?

Oh, my God.|Are you all right?

- Baby, you OK?|- She's all right.

- Be careful!|- Oh, hell, no!

Bill, slow down! Be careful.

Don't get hurt. Be careful.

Oh, sh*t.

Watch your step.

Stay back.

Come back!

Find Jeremiah!

Mama, come back!

Tell me, Jimmy.|What will it take, huh?

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