Force of Execution Page #4

I didn't ask for your help.

Actually, Mr. Alexander did.

That makes us amigos.

Now we cool?

Let's do the other hand.

B*tches, leave.

Don't get up.

Just listen.

F*** you, n*gger.

Enough of this sh*t.

You make a deal with the Mexicans,

you moving powder

against Mr. Alexander's wishes?

What do you think, Dante?

I think you're a crazy n*gger.

You got no idea, baby.

It's business, Dante.

It's called consolidating power.

Now I don't expect you

to understand that.

But you know how much y'all be making

working for me-- you and your boys?

You know how much you'll be making?

Any of y'all want to make

five Gs a week?

You really think you can buy me?

N*gger, you already bought.

Now it's either me

or the white man Mr. Alexander.

What difference does it make?

You still getting paid, Tom.

The difference is respect.

You see, I got nothing but respect

for Mr. Alexander.

You?

You can go f*** your mother.

6-0.

Why'd you have to make that comment

about my mama?

What's up with these n*ggers, homie?

Oh, these n*ggers straight.

These the homies-- they with me.

Okay, put 'em to work.

You needs to get that n*gger--

drag that n*gger body outta here.

What's up, n*gger?

I want you to call Bear Claw

and hit up No Name.

Be back here in two hours.

- Neighbors.

- Neighbors.

Good, good.

Poison seems to be working.

You're dying, ese.

And this will fix my hands?

How the hell is scorpion poison

gonna fix your hands?

It'll kill you, though.

That's why we mixed it together--

slow down the toxins

so they'll work on your broken bones--

fix them as good as new.

Wait, what broken bones?

No, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Wait-- wait a minute.

I gotta separate the bones again

so the poison helps them reset--

fuse them together,

twice as strong.

- Trust me.

- Okay, wait, wait.

So, wait-- so you've done this before.

- Well, I've seen it done before.

- Okay, you said--

Okay, at least knock me out

with something first.

I think the adrenaline from the fear

has to work with the poison.

I just-- I think that's how it is.

Finished.

Somebody's coming.

Close the door, close the door.

Make sure it's locked.

Can't let anyone find him like this.

Help me move him. Come on.

Get him up!

Ah! Go on!

Move it!

Ah!

Get off of me!

I know you, right?

You're Alexander's girl.

That's right.

That's right, you keep on pushing.

Grab this b*tch.

Get him in the f***ing truck.

Karen, right?

You're Alexander's girl.

You can go to hell.

Hey, boss, I found

the scrapper upstairs,

but there's another one

inside the truck.

Drunk-- useless if you ask me.

You gotta take a look

at his hands, right?

But you gotta look up close.

There's something weird about it.

Yeah?

- He's dead.

- Huh?

He's dead.

F*** me!

- Who the f*** is he?

- He's just a drunk. He lives upstairs.

Hey, look at his hands.

He's got some kind of disease.

It's all full of puss.

What? What are you

standing around for?

Get rid of him.

Bring the f***ing plague into my house.

F***ing pendejos!

Take him out to the desert,

plant him deep enough

the animals don't bring him back.

Hey, boss, what about

this one here?

Por favor, chale, string her up.

Yeah, my pleasure.

F***!

I'll get the answers out of her myself.

F*** it.

- What?

- Where's the f***ing chain?

What's up, amigo?

You got any new jokes for me today?

You f***ing psycho.

You know...

Manny was really attached

to his tongue.

The airplane coming in.

Say "ah," motherf***er.

- Say "ah!"

- Ah!

F***in'...

So I'm thinking,

maybe you and me,

we finish doing business, huh?

Look, man, that's a casualty of war.

You know how Mr. Alexander

does business.

Once Alexander's gone,

everything's going to be fine, baby.

I'll handle distribution.

You sell everything to me. You feel me?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I think it is you

who's going to have to take

my word for it.

You see, I have the little puta

from the diner.

You know, Alexander's girl.

She's going to come in handy.

Tell you what--

you bring her

and bring a couple of your soldiers.

I'll handle Mr. Alexander.

And if you like, I'll bring you

his tongue in a yellow box.

Now what do you say to that?

Ooh.

I say I love doing business with you.

All right, gentlemen,

we've got a little sand tipper

going on here.

Before we start,

I just want to say

nobody kill Ice but me.

Everybody else free game, you hear?

Heard that.

All right, what I'm told

is they're going to do

a dynamic entrance from the front.

And they'll get on line here

and start shooting straight up

into the compound

like a bunch of dumb-ass gangsters.

I'm gonna be hiding

in this black hole here,

and we'll put Josh up on the balcony

and have him start throwing

some sh*t down.

Yeah.

Soon as they turn

towards him to return,

I'll come up here over the side

and kill him.

Motherf***er, about damn time

you picked up the phone.

Finally took the dick

out of your mouth or what?

Hey, listen,

I've got a job for you.

Same sh*t, man.

Orale, hey.

Bring something for the ho,

and I don't mean a vibrator.

No, f*** you, puto.

Pendejo.

This is a very rare scorpion.

These poisons will work together

with your body,

help you find your hands again.

Sabes qu, old man?

I'm not going to even give you a chance

to tell me what's going on.

Give her four.

You're too late.

He's gonna get you.

The shadow-- he's back.

One f***ing shovel?

One shovel?

You idiot! You know how long

it's going to take us

to dig a hole with one f***ing shovel?

Why didn't you bring your own shovel?

You got a f***ing car.

Sh*t, homie, get him out of the trunk.

Andale, grab him.

Come on.

Uh uh uh uh!

You brought your toothpick.

I brought the chain saw.

You go get your one shovel.

Pendejo.

Sh*t. Yeah?

Cesare says to be careful

with that guy you got there, all right?

Why? He's f***ing dead.

He used to work for Mr. Alexander.

Just take care of it.

Yeah, but--

What the f*** you think

I'm gonna do with a chainsaw?

Build a clubhouse?

Come on, start digging, one shovel.

Pendejo.

Ah!

Sh*t!

You got three seconds

to tell me everything.

Tonight's the night.

F***in' cold out.

Cesare says keep your eyes open, ese.

Oso.

Don't end up like me, ese.

I gave you a second chance.

The girl-- give her to me!

Give her to me.

- That may be a problem.

- Motherf--

Look, I like your style.

A man of action.

I think we could be friends, you know?

Where's the girl?

Ice has her.

They've gone to Alexander's to kill him.

Don't.

Mr. Alexander

says wait outside the perimeter.

Yo, can I help you?

Y'all go to the front.

Playa, you stay with me.

The rest of y'all go to the back,

kill everything that moves.

That's our neighborhood.

Hey, homeboy.

Motherfuckers huntin' up.

Damn.

Come on, man.

Come on.

Good shot.

Move out, move out, move out!

- Rat comm' to ya.

- Gotcha.

This motherf***er's paranoid.

He got all these damn

secret passages and sh*t.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes