Crank: High Voltage Page #4

We gotta keep him hydrated.

Step on it! F***!

Hold it in-Hold it in!

F***.

This is an ambulance you fuckhead!

Hey, we got to drain those organs!

Hold it in!

Jesus! What the f*** are you doin'?

This is an ambulance!

That's right, motherf***er.

I'm aware of that.

'Cause I'm in need of emergency services.

Yeah, uh we have got a guy in the back

of the f***in' ambulance!

Get him out of here, man!

That's one of Don Kim's blokes.

This man is in critical condition!

Get the f*** out of here!

Yes, I'm aware of that.

I'm the f***er that put him there.

Now...

Okay. He's got a gun!

According to my physician...

Okay.

I'm in need of an external

lithium battery belt...

for an Avicor Total Artificial Heart.

Might you have such a thing?

We're gonna lose him, Brock.

Uh, please, look, this guy's

f***in' dying.

Don't worry about him.

He's not gonna make it.

Now, about my battery...

Yeah, the, uh-the, uh, you said the

Avicor T.A.H. Yeah, we got it, but why?

Holy... sh*t!

Chop-chop.

Okay.

Oh, fu--

He's...f***ing dead, man!

Do you mind?

You ready for this sh*t?

Do it then.

Damn.

Turn the f***in' thing on.

Feels like, uh...crack.

Yeah... but better.

You know, those things aren't designed

for strenuous activity.

Tell me about it.

Stop the f***ing ambulance!

No, dude, you got to go to the hospital.

F*** it.

Bing f***ing Crosby.

Breathe out.

Raise your buttocks upward by first

walking up the board slightly...

Come on, down that doggie.

...then straightening your legs.

Feel that great--

Down, dog-- Hello.

Doc, I'm close.

So am I. Chev can this wait a second?

I think I've found that motherf***er

that's got my organ.

Wait!

Hey!

I think I got the skinny on that Triad

geezer from my girls on the streets, Chev.

Old news, Doc.

I'll get back to you

when I have the tart.

Chevy, wait!

Chev Cherios!

F***in' clowns.

Goddamn it.

It's completely normal to be freaked out

when someone has a gun at your head.

I wouldve sh*t myself.

I still have nightmares.

Everybody has nightmares.

The point is by coming here

and talking with me

you made a choice to confront

your issues and lick 'em.

I can't even leave my f***ing apartment.

I ca--I-- Every time I go up to...leave

the door, I-I see the guy with the gun.

I'm having a really bad day.

Oh, sh*t!

Tell me you've got epinephrine

on this f***in' cart.

Think about it like this, Ankleson.

Today is the first day of the

rest of your life.

You got to go out and enjoy it.

Knock back a couple of beers...

hit a titty bar.

Uh...excuse me?

Have. some smelly snatch rubbed

in your face.

You got to get out there, man.

Yeah. I'm gonna do it.

I'm gonna go out there and

tackle the world.

No, don't tackle the world.

Tackle a f***in' whore.

Get your dick wet. Yeah.

Dip your wick into life a little bit.

Have some fun.

Yeah.

I'm gonna go out there and I'm gonna

floss my teeth with some pubes.

Oh... now you're on it.

Thanks, doctor.

Oh, my pleasure.

No, no, no, the pleasures all mine.

I'm done with fear. My life begins today.

F***!

Whoo!

Whoo!

Maybe we better call nine-one-one.

Where's my box?

No!

No!

Five more like that...and your brains

will be strawberry jelly.

You can't look in that box!

The key and the f***in' combo.

No!

Do it.

That's better.

This isn't my f***in' pumper!

What the-- What is that? What kind of

sick freak carries

something like this around in a box?

I am shocked to my f***ing core.

You've got some deep problems,

motherf***er.

What the f*** is that?

That one I sort of know and it's f***in'

got to come back and f***in' r-run it--

What the f*** is this?

What the f*** is tha--

Hello.

Doc.

Chevy.

When you hung up on me, I was trying to

f***in' tell you something.

Your heart was transplanted three weeks

ago into that Shaolin motherf***er.

F***ing great. Now what?

I'm on it.

Poon Dong is still in L.A.

And if I'm right he's got what you

need in pristine working

condition beating inside his chest.

Good.

Where do I find him?

Don't worry about it.

I got people on the street.

Good luck with that, Doc.

I'll try it my way.

Come here, you. Up you get.

Okay, darling. One last dance.

Where's the f***in' old man?

What old man?

Hey! Hey I-I got five dollars says

youll blow me for twenty bucks.

Oh. Oh, stop. Stop right here.

Stop right here. Hey, baby.

Hey. Oh. Hiya.

Hey, baby. How you doin'?

I'm doin' okay, baby.

Oh, yeah?

How you doin'?

What you need?

You know what I need.

Let's take a walk.

Come on, Daddy.

F*** you, Chelios.

F*** you, Chelios!

Hey, f*** you, Chelios!

f*** you Chelios

F***ing f*** your balls, Chelios.

Hey, yo, Chelios. F*** you.

f*** off Chelios

F***...off...Cheli-f***ing-os!

Tell me what he's like when he's at home.

When he's home? He's like a ghost.

He just plays those video games...

...all day, all night.

Video games

AII day.

And you let him do that.

Oh.

Well, I mean, you did buy the games

for him, yeah?

Of course. Why should I deny my son?

How are you today, Chev?

I'm golden, sir.

Your mum tells me that you've been

getting into quite a bit of trouble.

Is that true?

Yes, sir. Regretfully, that's true.

What kind of trouble?

Fighting...talking back...pinching.

Pinching what?

Televisions, stereo components,

books from the library.

That's not all.

No, sir.

Also, a till from a restaurant.

And one car.

A toy car?

No, sir. A BMW Zed One.

Don't you--

Chev, sit. Sit down.

People.

People. AII right.

I hear you've been having quite a bit

of trouble at school, too.

Chelios!

Nothing I can't handle, sir.

I have a lot of piss and vinegar.

He's hyperactive.

Oh, shite, Mom!

Hey! You want to watch your dirty

little mouth, son.

We tried givin' him Ritalin, but...

Chev?

I sold it.

With all this energy, uh,

you've never thought about,

I don't know, tryin' out for sports?

I like to run.

Chev.

Where's Dad?

I never met the wanker.

He died before I was born.

What do you think he'd say if he saw

you acting out like this?

Don't know, sir.

If he were here now...

and he asked you...

''Why the bloody hell do you do

the things you do, son?''

what would you tell him?

Don't know, sir. Bored, I guess.

Bored, he guesses.

Bored?

Bored?

Shut up.

We're gonna take a short break now

but when we return...

we are gonna find out what makes

you tick little man.

Hey. You okay? Wake up.

Wake up.

Ria, baby.

Wh-Wh-Wh-Wh-What happened to you?

Wh-What are you doin' out here?

Oh. Trying to get my boyfriend.

What are you out here for?

Uh, I'm looking for the man

that killed my brother.

Yeah.

I have to go. I might not come back.

Give all the girls kisses

and hugs for me, okay?

I kiss and hug all the p*ssy.

You go kill cocksucker.

Some boyfriend you got there, Miss Lydon.

He lied to you for what, six months,

regarding his line of work,

which I guess wouldnt be such a big

deal if he wasn't a hired killer!

He made you a target for the South

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