Dog Eat Dog Page #3

F***!

What the f*** are you doin'?

Listen to all the b*tch

comin' out of him at once.

We're goin' to that

stash of yours.

You ain't even gotta

snitch nobody out.

We're gonna walk

you up to the door,

and you're gonna tell the dude

to open up.

If he opens up, cool.

If not, I'm gonna blow your

backbone outta your belly, period.

You copy?

Look, man, I don't know what-

oh, f***!

Motherf***er, you got blood

on my versace!

Oh, yeah, I feel you.

- Goddamn it!

Versace.

Let me- let me clean you up.

Now listen!

You can always get more coke

and more money,

but you've only got one life,

so don't think you can

fake me out on this

because I will kill you.

Let's get this done.

Get the f*** outta the car.

Get the f*** out.

Hey,

this ain't my trap house, man.

Lower your voice,

you know it is. Keep walkin'.

Y'all see this sh*t, right?

Shut up.

Tell him to open up.

Hey!

Hey, dude, it's me.

Open the door.

Tell him we won't bust him

if he opens up.

He ain't gonna

believe that sh*t.

Just humor me,

tell him anyway.

He said he wasn't gonna

bust you if you open the door.

What the f*** did you bring

them by here for then, nigga?

Motherf***er,

i didn't bring 'em here,

they already knew

where we was at.

Hey, deuce.

What?

We're gonna let you go if you don't

make us blow a hole in this door.

Don't go doin' that now.

He's talkin' sh*t, man.

Let the brother go!

Better get him to open up.

Come on, deuce, man,

open the f***in' door!

F***!

All right, man, but y'all better

not be on no bullshit.

In you go, good to go.

Come on, dis, door!

Do you want my badge?

Get behind this sh*t.

F***, man!

Hey, bro, look at this.

This ain't no cop car.

F***, no, it ain't.

F***.

Dog!

F*** is so funny?

Dog.

- Huh?

Don't kill anybody

unless you have to.

Right.

What the f***

are you laughin' at?

- Oh, y'all in trouble, man.

Oh, yeah?

Freeze on that.

You're dead, motherf...

Get movin'!

- Get up, bro!

What did I say?

- Where is it?

It's upstairs!

I said it was upstairs!

Let me waste a couple.

- Don't!

You tryin' to fake me out?

- No, I promise!

I'm not f***in' you around.

So you're not lying?

- I'm not f***in' lying.

You're not lying?

- No!

What I'd say?

- No.

Tryin' to

fake me out on this?

No!

- Dis, dis, dis! Check it out.

Check it out.

That it?

- The f***?

Where's the f***in' money?

I see the blow,

where's the money?

Ain't no money.

I said, where's the money?

Look,

you'll have to kill this nigga

'cause there ain't no motherfuckin'

money here, and that's that, f***!

Let's kill this lyin'

cocksucker!

Motherf***er!

Some a**hole's

got a gun out there.

Get down on the floor,

face down, face down.

Turn out the light.

Motherf***er.

You ready?

Go!

Go.

F*** you!

Get the f*** outta here,

that's right!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

So I asked for $10,000,

we settled at nine.

I spent $300 to get us broads,

and I got you-

i got you a little extra...

Yeah!

Ha!

Moon man!

All right, guys,

let's meet tomorrow afternoon,

two o'clock, kosar's.

Try to show up,

even if you're f***ed up,

so I know you're not dead.

Blackjack.

Hey.

Hey.

This f***in' dude's a cock.

Which dude?

Over there.

I really like my scotch neat,

and this f***in' bozo insists

that I take it on the rocks.

Why is that?

Because the management

has determined

that when people drink

drinks without ice,

they become drunk too quickly.

So I kind of laugh at this.

And he poisons my drink with his

two fat f***ing ice cubes.

Well, that's interesting.

Check it out.

That's the spa menu.

You can have the body

rejuvenation for 180 bucks.

"Rhythmic hydrobath

plus neck massage."

"Creamy body scrub with

hand-dredged organic sea salts."

Thank you.

- There he is again.

Push those ice cubes

in his face.

Yeah?

Yeah, show that f***er

you mean business.

Yeah?

That wouldn't be a good choice.

For me.

You're a big dude, ain't ya?

Go ahead.

Damn, dude.

You're f***in' made of rock.

Wanna bounce?

Yeah.

Let's do this.

Have you ever been to nice?

No, what's that?

It's in France.

It's a beach town.

I guess you could call it like-

like a resort spot.

Let's get some jams up in here.

Yeah, my mom and dad took me

there when i was a little kid.

Oh, sh*t.

Yeah, I didn't go anywhere

when I was a kid.

Actually, my mom and dad took me

to Niagara Falls once.

It's the most incredible thing

because when you're flying in,

it's like this blue sky,

and then the water's so blue.

Bluer than your eyes blue.

And the two reflect each other and

bounce off the white of the plane.

I wanna go back there.

I'll be, uh, makin' some money

in the next couple of months.

Did you wanna go there with me?

Mm, maybe.

We'll stay in a bed and breakfast,

get up, have coffee and a cigarette.

You know,

you're a real cutie-patootie.

Thanks.

Just a cutie-patootie.

You were sayin'. You got that

classic movie star look

like Marlene Dietrich.

I could be your bogart,

you can be my Dietrich.

You like those classic

movie stars from the '30s,

like cagney, bogart, Edward g?

I like those guys.

Uh-huh, me, too.

Okay, so if you want me

to go downtown,

it's an extra 300 bucks.

But I'll make it

worth your while,

'cause I know how

to do it right.

Can I just ask you one thing?

Sure.

Would you be interested

in going to nice with me,

maybe get away from all this

for a little while?

Yeah, where is nice again?

In f***ing France.

Yeah, I don't know, uh,

I still gotta get

my head shots taken,

and then there's this guy,

Robert.

Oh, the gay guy I was

telling you about,

he's my roommate,

and when he gets back,

he's gonna help me

edit my album.

So, sorry, baby, but...

How about some extra tlc

for $300?

Have you ever heard of a gemstone

called black tourmaline?

No.

It's very beautiful.

It's a pitch-black gemstone and

it casts negative energy away.

Why you have to make

such problem of it, huh?

Just relax, let it come.

I know that.

I know how to make myself cum.

Just go easy.

- I know.

This take forever.

I know.

The f***?

Get the f*** outta here, go on!

Get the f*** outta here!

Go on, get the f*** out before

i paint the wall with ya!

Get out!

You like this guy?

I don't know him.

I'm gonna get some cashews

outta the meat locker in here.

Hey, go right ahead.

Throw me one of the snickers

bars while you're down there.

Empty calories.

Yeah.

It's been a while.

- Mm, almonds.

You know it takes 1.1

gallons of water to grown an almond?

F***in' crazy.

So you don't know Elliott Smith?

No.

He had a bunch of knife wounds

to the heart.

They said it was self-inflicted,

but I never believed it.

Yeah, that don't add up.

Why do you say?

Well, it's not impossible.

It's just if you wanna die,

you're gonna sit there and

hack away at your chest?

No, you're gonna take a gun.

If you're afraid of that,

you eat a bunch of pills

or do a fat shot of heroin.

Yeah, exactly.

Plus his girlfriend was a b*tch

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