Bullet Page #3

You call that music?

This is music.

Bro, how come Paddy

not making the drop, man?

He's a f***ing punk--

will not take orders.

- You got a problem with that, Rico?

- l got no problem.

Watch out.

Boy!

- Come see me, man!

- All right, man.

You do what l ask?

Yeah, l called that f***ing Lester.

l told him we got a smoker.

Believe me, he'll be here.

Don't worry about it.

Look, give this to Pruitt.

When Bullet shows up,

make sure he gets that bundle.

lt's got a red rubber band around it

so you don't get confused.

lt's got a red rubber band around it

so you don't get confused.

Think you can handle that?

Yeah, man.

Some kind of problem, man?

Don't worry about that.

That's my business.

Now take this sh*t

and get away from my car.

Come on!

What's up?

Mazel Tuff! Where the hell

do you think you're going?

Get your ass back up that ladder

and finish the job!

Tom Thumb, listen,

go follow the Yellow Brick Road.

Screw you, wise-ass.

F***er!

F*** you, wise-ass!

Motherf***er!

l'll see you in hell!

You guys wait here.

l'm going to go in alone.

F*** that sh*t.

l'm going in with you.

Hurry up.

This f***ing place gives me the creeps.

Ruby, you stay in the car.

And it's smoking, motherfuckers.

We got the toilet.

Get back down here in line, man.

Get back in line.

Man, what you doing out?

What are you doing out?

- l thought you were at the state, man.

- l'm a free man, Willy.

How you doing, bro?

Uptown? Downtown?

What's going on, Willy?

Yeah, it's the white dude

with the black hood.

Yeah, and the sweatpants.

He just walked in, okay?

You know l'm going to

get the money, right?

Bullet. What's up, man?

Got some cash?

- How you been?

- Good.

All right, all right.

Over against the wall.

He's okay. Let him in, man.

lt's all right.

Come on, hurry up.

Give me a bag of boy,

a bag of girl.

Everybody on the ground! Now!

What the hell is going on?

Shoot her!

Here he is!

Give it up, Bullet.

Let's move it!

Just give him the f***ing dope!

- Give it to him!

- Come on!

Get out of here!

Stay down, motherf***er!

Don't move!

Let's go! Let's go!

Look out, man!

Look out!

Oh, sh*t!

- Motherf***er!

- Oh, sh*t!

Want to play?

Oh, my God!

My mother's f***ing car!

Oh, sh*t.

Motherf***er.

My drawing hand!

Man, without this, l ain't got nothing!

l ain't got f***ing nothing!

l know that.

l'm going to pull it out.

Take a deep breath.

You're all right.

Come on.

Wake up!

What up, Bernard?

Same old sh*t, Paddy.

lt's hanging, swinging.

Just give me the cash.

You don't look too good.

What's going on?

You going to be sick?

How much we got?

What are you doing?

You feeding my money to the roaches?

Get this f***ing thing out of there.

We got a dead one over here.

What the f*** is this sh*t?

What are you doing?

l just thought he was enjoying himself.

Look at this piece of sh*t--

he's as blue as Elvis.

He f***ing stinks.

Get him out of here.

Give me a hand.

Must have sh*t yourself.

What's up, Paddy?

That guy, he must have done something

to really piss off Tank.

That guy, he must have done something

to really piss off Tank.

- Mama, look.

- Mind your own business.

Stay close to me.

You want some of this?

l don't stick nothing up my nose

unless its legs

are wrapped around my neck.

Good. That's more for me.

Listen, l got another

job for us tonight.

Yeah? What kind of job?

l heard my ma talking

to the neighbor next door.

They're going down to Miami

for a couple of months.

They're rich.

Place is a gold mine.

ln and out in five seconds.

lt's a piece of cake.

Jesus Christ.

Your f***ing neighbors?

That's cold.

F*** them, man.

l never liked them anyway.

You know,

you've got a serious problem.

Are you going to wear that sweater?

The black sweater--

you going to wear it tonight?

Why?

l want to wear it.

Goes with my black pants. Do you mind?

What are you worrying about

what you're going to wear?

We're going to rob a house.

Man, you got any hair products?

You got any gel? Mousse? Anything?

You're starting to act

like an old whore.

l'll tell you something--

we go down, l want to look good.

Stop bitching.

Nothing's going to go down.

Nobody's going to get busted.

What do you think?

You know, Lester...

You know, Lester,

you're a very attractive man.

- You lose your nuts in jail?

- You don't want to know.

Thank your lucky stars, Lester.

You're just a pair of zebra pants.

F***ing pansies.

F***! l swear to God,

the country's going to sh*t!

You want to go for a walk?

Here, want to go for a walk?

Come here.

You should wear your coat tonight.

There's a little nip in the air tonight.

All right, we're in.

F***!

You're a disgrace.

You should see yourself.

Just shut the f*** up

and give me a hand.

Jesus Christ, Lester,

why don't you make a little more noise?

Let's just do this

and get the f*** out of here.

Stop being such a p*ssy, man.

lt's a cakewalk.

There's no such thing

as a cakewalk in Brooklyn.

Relax.

Just chill out, man.

- Enjoy the free ride.

- All right.

Follow me.

Look at this sh*t.

Sh*t belongs in a Motel 6.

Your little brother Ruby

paints better than this.

You get the feeling

you're being followed?

Hey, Stein. Nice dog.

What's his name?

Captain Crunch.

Easy, easy.

Sit! Sit!

Seems real friendly.

He don't like cops.

Oh, he don't like cops.

Seems to run in the family.

What can l say--

pits have good instincts?

You know something?

You and your brothers,

you got a real attitude problem.

Holy sh*t.

Your psycho brother's outside

talking to a f***ing cop.

Get away from the window.

Why are you breaking my balls?

Why aren't you out beating up

some innocent Afro-American?

Let me tell you something, wise guy--

l've got my eye on you.

You tell your f***ing brother

l'm thrilled he's out.

Man, l think your brother's on to us.

Lester, stop being so paranoid.

He don't know sh*t.

You forget that l was with McGinty

in the Fourth Marines,

and he would personally stomp

a mudhole in your ass and march it dry

if he knew the way

that you was treating me.

What, you think that's funny?

How come he's always got

that weird smile on his face--

like he's got secrets

nobody else knows?

- Stein.

- What?

By the way, the war's

been over for 20 years.

l noticed.

Oh, do l miss

old Gurney Howard--

Gurney Howard, First Recon.

l saved his ass in '63.

lt was me that took

that Chi-Comm grenade...

Your brother's out there

talking to his dog.

l should have got

the Medal of Honor!

Ain't nobody else

going to talk to him.

l should have got

the Medal of Honor!

l got the Purple Heart...

and the damn crotch rot.

F***!

This ain't bad.

Not bad?

We hit the jackpot.

Oh, man.

- Could have been better.

- Can we get out of here?

Lester, you got to learn

how to relax, man.

lt's all that sh*t

you stick up your nose.

You know, if l remember

when l was a kid,

these people used to have Oreos.

How much do you think we got?

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