Dollman Page #4

- Braxtons got your mom downstairs.

Kevin, get out of the way!

Keep your eye out for the doll-man, OK? cause he's gonna come looking for her.

Hey, can you spare a smoke, man?

Sit down.

Stop this, Braxton. You're hurt.

The f*** do you care?

Yeah...

Don't even think about it!

Braxton, youre gonna die

if you don't get some help.

- So I die.

- But you can stop this before you go down.

When you gonna get hip to what's going on here? Huh?

Were all gonna go down, Debi,

because that's the way the man wants it.

Can't you see that? Huh?

You think they care about you?

You think they care about Dalton Avenue, huh?

They don't give a sh*t.

You're on the wrong f***ing side.

Sit down.

Don't make me get up.

F***ing SIT DOWN!!

What the f*** are we f***ing waiting for?

I mean. f*** this sh*t!

F***, man, the f***er who set-up this, is f***ed-up!

The little f***er knows what kind of f***in sh*t is f***in waiting here

so f*** him up!

So let's get the f*** out of this f***ing deal

- Does f***ing anybody seen anything yet?

- Nothing yet. Come on down here.

F*** it!

Braxton, man, it's been three hours.

He ain't gonna show.

He must have found out whats waiting for him.

Ahh, f*** him.

I'm cruising, you go looking, huh?

Come on, go on.

OK, Jimmer, the punks a no show, so we're

out of here. The van will meet us down here. Over.

Got it, homie.

And I thought this would gonna be hard.

Hey, Jimmer! Jimmer, man, where the f*** are you?

Get down here! We're ready to roll!

What the f*** is going on there?

Urban f***ing renewal.

Big mistake, Debi.

A f***ing mistake, Debi!

Im very disappointed with you right now.

You remember Benny?! Huh?!

Whore Debi...

Oh, f***. I f***ing kept you alive!

And you f***ing don't respect me!!

F***ing... b*tch...

I'll show you how f***ing disrespect me.

Nobody disrespects me!!!

Goodbye, Debi.

Why don't you pick up someone your own size,

you f***ing puke?

You sac of pus.

You remind me of a guy I knew back home.

I didn't like him either.

AARRGH, MOTHERFUCKEEER!!

F***, my gun!

Now let's see how you like it,

tiny motherf***er!

No, let's see this like for you, motherf***er.

- Stand aside, lady. Let me finish this.

- It's finished.

- Come on, it's finished. Don't you see that?

- He's scum.

He doesnt deserve to live.

Because your family isn't alive, is that it?

Come on, let it go.

Just let it go.

- Stand aside.

- Okay...

Don't do it for me!

Okay, lady.

You win.

Wrong. Nobody f***in wins.

Dimensional fusion bomb.

Run!

Run!

So Debi, tell me size doesn't count.

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