Butcher Boys Page #3

I have dynamite.

I'm coming out.

Block her exit.

Block her exit.

[PANTING]

Hey.

Get back.

There's been a mistake.

I apologize.

I know this looks bad.

I'm just trying to help you.

Get back.

You have a short fuse.

You'll like Benny.

All right, little girl.

Move out of her way, junkies.

Go on.

Go.

Go on.

[CHUCKLES]

Andale!

[WHIMPERS]

[GATE CLATTERING]

Yum, yum, yum!

You're mine, kid!

[ALL LAUGHING AND WHOOPING]

Tricky, tricky, tricky,

tricky, tricky!

[ELEVATOR RUMBLING

AND SQUEALING]

[SOBBING]

Stay put.

Yeah.

Come on!

[SNARLING AND PANTING]

[GATE CLATTERING]

[YELLING]

[SCREAMS]

[WHIMPERING]

No!

[PANTING]

[SHRIEKS]

Not yet.

[WHIMPERING]

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

[AGGRESSIVE ROCK MUSIC]

Help!

Help!

Help me!

Isn't that that girl?

Help!

Help!

That's her.

I looked right at her.

You saw her.

Do not f***

with those people, period.

You know damn well.

They killed my brother!

Damn it, man.

She called 911.

You know what

they're gonna do to her.

What the hell

are you lookin' at?

Listen here.

I got a wife, an ex-Wife,

and two f***in' kids.

We're gonna take this show

on the road.

Please help me!

Please!

I saw you!

I saw you!

Please help me.

Message received?

I get it.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

Please!

I don't like it.

I don't give a sh*t.

I saw you!

[WHIMPERING]

Let's go.

That's the way it is.

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

Come on, little buddy.

Ah, Maxie, you're so good.

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

What?

[WHIMPERING]

Ah, ah, ah.

Yeah, it's gonna get

cold outside.

You like sex, right?

With your boyfriend?

How much for the dog?

Oh, he's not for sale.

What kind of dog is that?

He's my baby.

Go to hell.

You're vegan.

Why don't we talk about you?

- What are you doing?

- What's your name?

- Come here.

- What the hell are you doing?

- I want to pet him.

- Get away from him!

Get off!

F***in' worthless old joke.

What the f***

are you doing with my dog?

Give me back my dog!

Hey!

D*ckhead!

- Hey!

- D*ckhead!

What the hell are you doing?

F***ing kill you!

Give me back my dog!

It's coming.

It's f***ing coming.

But not yet.

Right, little buddy?

What the hell are you doing?

I'm not your f***ing buddy.

Don't call me little buddy.

[LAUGHS]

Hey!

Give me back my dog!

Max!

[DOG SNARLING]

Ow!

God damn it!

Ah!

[DOG YIPPING]

What?

An amber alert is in effect

For 17-Year-Old

Angelica Morales.

Morales was abducted

from the parking lot

Of a south side

convenience store

Late this afternoon.

Witnesses reported seeing

A suspicious-Looking

late model brown van

At the site.

[MUFFLED METAL MUSIC]

[MUFFLED METAL MUSIC]

The high hawk knows

where the rabbit goes

And the buzzard

marks the kill

But few there be

with eyes to see

The tall men riding still

we hark in vain

on the speeding train

For an echo

of hoof beat thunder

And the yellow wheat

is a winding sheet

For cattle trails

plowed under

Everyone out of the car.

What's up, doc?

Oh, now he thinks

he's a comedian.

Come on.

Let's go!

Where are we?

Let's go. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

Where are we?

Let's go.

Don't touch me!

Come on!

God, you are something else.

The f*** you think

you're goin', fatso?

What are you gonna do, huh?

Why, you sh*t birds

are gonna stay right there.

[ZAPPING]

[SPITS]

F*** you, man.

Hold your horses, butternut.

[CLEARS THROAT]

[WHIMPERING]

Come on.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Come over here.

Come here.

Why don't you stay awhile?

Stay.

Yo, this is bullshit.

We scored the junk.

Oh, I am moved

to f***in' tears.

[CACKLES]

Newboy.

Why don't you come here

for a second?

It's coming!

It's f***ing comin'!

It's comin' now!

[ZAPPING]

I love you too.

Let's go, princess!

Oh, and the rest

of you sh*t eaters,

You can kiss my ruby red!

[BOTH YELLING]

Not cool!

Not f***ing cool.

[JABBERING]

Okay, here we go.

Let's go down.

One, two, one, two, one, two.

Welcome home, baby girl.

[SCREAMS]

[SPITS]

You do not want

to f*** with me right now!

Let's go!

One, two, one, two.

Walk!

Walk!

Let's go!

[SOBBING]

[ZAPPING]

[WOMEN BABBLING AND WAILING]

Sorry.

Wasn't my fault, I swear!

Doc, is everything set up?

It's all set up.

Bossie, please.

F***in' bastard!

Come back!

Don't leave me here!

I want to get to work on this

right away, okay?

[MOANING]

I ate your mother

on your birthday, sh*t bird.

[SNARLING AND YELLING]

[ZAPPING]

God damn it!

Damn it!

[ZAPPING]

[SCREAMING]

[ZAPPING]

No!

[ZAPPING]

You make it happen.

You!

You!

[ZAPPING]

[LAUGHTER]

[ZAPPING]

[WAILING]

What's the matter?

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[ZAPPING]

[MOANS]

[GASPS]

Move it, you little sh*t bird!

[ZAPPING]

Ah!

Damn it!

Get over there.

Get over there.

Sh*t.

Well, ain't you the one,

little b*tch?

Hold real still.

We don't want nothing bad

to happen.

Open up.

Relax.

[SCREAMING]

Up we go.

There.

Ain't that nice?

[WHIMPERING]

[CACKLES]

You might want to think twice

about all that wiggling around.

[WHIMPERING]

Now this could be

a little cold to the touch.

[WHIMPERING]

Relax.

Take a deep breath.

Hold it.

[SQUISHING]

[WHIMPERING]

[SHRIEKING]

There.

Now, it's not all that bad,

is it?

Amphead's out of control.

Never stand behind me

while I'm working, shitbird.

[SCREAMING]

[CACKLES]

[WHIMPERING AND SHRIEKING]

Leave her alone, a**holes!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

You f***ing a**hole!

[MOANING DEEPLY]

[CHAINS CLATTERING]

[SNARLING]

[LAUGHING]

[SNARLING]

Oh, ho, she's the one.

She's the one.

A**hole.

[SNARLING]

[YELPS]

[ROARING]

[CHAINS RATTLING]

[BELLOWING]

What the f*** is this?

What are you?

Dumb?

Illiterate?

Getting too old?

Need your reading glasses?

Who are you people?

F*** do you think

you're talking to?

[BELLOWING]

Don't bring junk down here.

I'm just f***ing with you.

[ROARS]

What you lookin' at, darlin'?

Huh?

Ain't no place to go.

This is it.

Who are you people?

Why are you doing this?

Shut up.

[ROARS]

Trust me.

You don't want to know.

The general public

does not want to hear that sh*t.

[ROARING]

- You think you want to know?

- I propose a burgundy.

You do not want that sh*t

inside your head.

That is some disgusting sh*t.

Modest but exquisite.

So I suggest you take my advice

And you shut your damn yap.

Or what?

You gonna kill me?

[SCOFFS]

You're gonna eat me?

[LAUGHTER]

I further suggest

You use

your goddamn imagination!

[SNARLS]

That's not the boy next door.

You think you've seen some sh*t?

[BELLOWS]

[LAUGHS]

You ain't even been

to kindergarten.

I don't really give a f***!

[LAUGHTER]

[ROARS]

The hell's my blood work?

It'll be here

when it gets here.

What killed the cat?

What killed the cat?

What is that?

What do you want?

[ROARS]

It is a business.

That's what we're here for.

We're about providing quality

and a value

For our clients.

Of course, there's the social

and economic good.

I can refer you

to the literature if you'd like.

Shut your f***ing piehole,

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