Dead Presidents Page #8

- Let me go.

- Don't you... What about Sarah?

- I'll f***in' kill you, girl!

Don't you ever run up on me! Ever!

Ever run up on me again!

I'll f***in' kill you, Juanita!

Get the f*** off me!

Bunch of sh*t!

- Yeah!

- That's right. You can't trust them!

- Now, they send our men

off to Vietnam...

- That's what they do.

to fight for this

so-called democracy.

- That's right. Preach, sister.

- Yeah! Yeah!

But when they get back down

to the South Bronx...

and to Bed-Stuy and Harlem

and Watts, etc., etc...

sh*t is worse than ever.

- There is something

very sick about that.

- He's a devil.

That's right,

he's the devil.

That's right!

Go, sister! Go on!

- Power to the people!

- Power to the people!

- In 'n' out.

- Never, never gonna give you up

I'm never, ever gonna stop

Not the way

I feel about you

- Girl, I just can't live without you

- There you go.

- I'm never, ever gonna quit

- What can I get you, baby?

Anyway, so like I was sayin',

I ran into this brother...

and he, uh, gave me

this flyer.

So I figured I'd go over

and check it out.

And there you were, up there

talkin' that ol' righteous sh*t.

I'm just a college student

tryin' to do her part to rally

the people together.

But, dig, we need more

than talk. It's... It's time to do.

- Do what?

- Revolution.

Oh, wait a minute. See.

Y'all a little outta my league now.

Is that what you're gonna say

when the revolution comes?

W-When it's time

to pick up a gun?

What you know

about weapons?

I'm qualified

to handle a.45...

an M-16 rifle,

a.38-calibre pistol...

and a Russian AK-47.

An AK-47?

Why don't you join us?

A lot of brothers

from the war have.

Baby, I got enough

heavy sh*t to deal with.

- I got you, brother.

- Relax.

You're so uptight.

Damn, I got to make

some f***in' bread.

I'm through

with your sister, but...

I still got to take care

of my baby girl, Sarah.

Sh*t, and the one

that's on the way.

Damn!

Look, anyway, uh, I got

this plan to make some money.

I want you to keep

this sh*t to yourself.

At 6:
15 a.m., the truck

pulls outta the post office...

at 149th and Grand Concourse.

Now, it makes one stop

before it goes to D. C...

which is a mail drop-off

at First Federal Loan and Savings...

which is on Noble Street

and West.

Now, Kirby...

you're gonna position yourself

in a getaway car...

at the end of the corner,

where you can see everything.

Jose. Me and you gonna

position ourselves behind the bank...

underneath the left

and the right side of the loadin' dock.

Delilah, you're gonna position

yourself inside the Dumpster...

which is located directly across

from the loadin' dock.

Now, Skippy, I want you

to position yourself...

approximately ten feet

from the alleyway.

There, you post

a lookout.

We all know what to do

at the point of attack...

because we've gone

over that sh*t enough.

If anybody gets caught, you shut

the f*** up, and we'll keep your money.

Shh! F*** that sh*t, man.

I'm telling you right now,

if I get caught...

- I'm shooting my f***in' way out.

- N*gger, put that sh*t down.

I think we need another man

on the street with Skip.

Someone to cover

the other side.

- I agree.

- Oh, man! Hell, no!

We don't need no 'nother man.

Sh*t, I can see.

- Besides, we got too many

motherfuckers anyway.

- F*** that sh*t, Kirby, man.

Everybody trusts

everybody here, right?

I can get somebody

from our organization.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

I don't want none of them

revolutionary n*ggers involved.

You can cut your eye at me

all you want to.

I ain't too keen on havin'

that broad up in here neither.

Well, you the one talkin' about

we need another man.

Make up your goddam mind.

You have somebody in mind,

Anthony?

We might as well put

a motherfuckin' ad in the paper.

Then we gonna get everybody.

Sh*t, ain't gonna be

no money left for a n*gger.

Oh, yes! Y'all didn't know

your reverend was a gamblin' man?

A sinnin' man?

I was a man who maimed!

I was a man who killed!

We all know it was done

in the name of the wicked one.

The one that was

cast down from heaven.

- Hallelujah!

- Amen!

I said y'all know

who I'm talkin' about!

Can I get a "hallelujah"

in this house of God?

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Well, look here, man.

Skip is in. Period. All right?

I stand a lot to lose

if this thing blows up in my face.

The last time I saw him, he was

shooting poison in his veins.

Yeah, I know. Well, you know,

he's tryin' to shake that sh*t, man.

- He's still on drugs.

- And I still trust him

with my life, Cleon.

Remember that last battle?

He froze up.

For a minute.

Then h-he broke out of it.

And when he "broke out of it,"

Dugan was dead.

Come on, Cleon. You know that

could've happened to any of us.

Now either you in

or you out. Which one?

How much money did you say

was in that truck?

We still got

about 15 minutes.

I tell ya, I could've

used another cup of coffee.

Let's make this quick.

Bank security.

- How ya doin'?

- Good.

- Mornin'.

- Good mornin'.

Oh, f...

You waitin' on

the number 11 bus?

Yes.

I don't think

she runs this early.

I caught it the other morning,

uh, at this same time.

You sure about that?

Uh-huh.

- Let me check for you.

- No need to go to any trouble, Officer.

No, no, no.

No trouble at all, brother.

I see by that patch

on your jacket you were in recon.

I was a 5th marine. Always willin'

to help out a fellow leatherneck.

Brown on patrol.

Brown on patrol.

Requesting off-hour route check

on number 11.

Dispatch to Brown.

Hold for schedule.

That's a copy.

Do somethin', Cleon.

- Ambush! Ambush!

- Drop it, motherf***er!

What the hell?

Sh*t!

Joe! Come on. Let's move.

Oh, goddam it!

F***! Sh*t!

Oh, sh*t!

Anthony!

- Did you see that sh*t, man?

- Hey, what the f*** wrong with you?

- See the way the f***in' doors

blew off, man?

- No, motherf***er!

Motherfuckin' Joe, you blew

the whole motherfuckin'

truck up, motherf***er!

- It blew up like that, man!

- That's how you f***ed

your hand up last time!

You... And the money... You f***ed up.

I'm gonna kick your motherfuckin' ass!

Grab what you can, motherf***er,

before the whole thing burns!

Hey, Anthony and Delilah

gotta see this sh*t, man.

I'm gonna go get 'em!

Hey, Anthony!

You gotta see the sh*t I did, man.

I blew that sh*t up, man!

You gotta see it, man!

You gotta see the sh*t I did!

Let's get outta here.

Put the gun down. Put the gun down.

Come on, Delilah.

Let's get up. Up. Let's go.

Come on, bro.

We gotta go, man.

I can't...

I can't leave her.

You ain't gotta

leave her, bro...

'cause she's already gone.

Get up here!

Go on!

Unit 1004, do you copy?

Please respond.

Do you require assistance?

Do you copy?

Any available units

in the vicinity of Noble Street.

Two-eleven in progress.

Code three. Repeat.

Two-eleven in progress.

Code three.

God's not gonna

forgive me for this one.

I'll tell you what, Reverend.

With this kind of money, you can

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