Crash Page #8
Oh, no!
No! No!
This is Dorri.
Oh.
Oh. Mmm, mmm, mmm.
My baby. My poor baby!
Mom.
I promise you... I promise I'm gonna
find out who did this, Mom.
Oh, I already know.
You did.
I asked you to find your brother,
but you were busy.
We weren't much good
to you anymore, were we?
You got things to do. You go ahead.
I'll sign the papers.
I wanna stay.
I just wanna wait
with my baby.
He came home.
Did you know that?
My little boy.
When I was sleepin',
he brought me groceries.
It's the last thing he did.
What happened?
What did you do?
What did you do?
What?
No, she's okay. She's--
She's-- Here.
The gun shoot her,
but she's okay, Dorri.
Nothing happened.
She's my--
What are you
talking about, Daddy?
My angel.
My angel!
She came to protect me.
To protect us!
You understand?
Take this. Please.
Take it.
Hey! Hey!
Everything is okay, Dorri.
It's okay.
Okay, Daddy.
Okay.
Jean?
- Rick?
- Yeah. What's wrong.
I fell down the stairs.
- Are you all right?
I couldn't get through
to anyone. Not--
Not Kath, not Marge, not Julie.
I'm getting in the elevator. I'll be in my car.
I'll be home in 20 minutes.
It's okay. Maria drove me to emergency.
It's just a bad sprain.
Carol was the only one
that was home and
she said she couldn't come get me because
she was getting a massage.
That's because she's a b*tch.
She's been my friend for ten years.
All right, honey.
Feel better.
I'll be there soon.
I love you.
I love you too.
Miss Jean.
Would you like to sit up?
Here. Good!
Do you wanna hear
something funny?
What, Mrs. Jean?
You're the best friend I've got.
Hi.
Hi.
I love you.
All right.
Everybody out, man.
You're free to go.
All right, come on.
Come on now! This is America.
Time is money. Chop, chop!
Come on, y'all.
Come on.
That's $40.
Buy everybody chop suey.
You understand?
Dopey f***ing Chinaman.
Aah! Oh, my God!
What the hell is wrong with you?
Uh-uh! Don't talk to me
unless you speak American!
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