Four Brothers Page #14

about me is this:

l was in the union for a long time.

l ain't never missed no meetings.

He ain't lying.

lt's cold out here when you

by yourself, ain't it?

So, what now?

You gonna kill the hand

that's been feeding you?

- Over some stupid old lady?

- Watch your motherfucking mouth.

You dumb shits!

l told Fowler and his pals

all about this meeting!

You kill me, you all go down!

Murder!

He's already late.

Sh*t, he's probably on his way

right now.

He ain't coming.

- Come out!

- l swear to God, l'll kill him!

You guys set me up, huh?

You think you're real smart,

getting this sh*t on tape, huh?

- Fowler?

- What the hell?

- l thought Fowler was the hostage.

- Back off! l'm serious!

- Fowler, what are you doing, man?

- Drop the goddamn gun!

- We're here to help you!

- Back off now! l'm serious!

That's right.

Fowler, put down your weapon!

Not a chance!

l said, back off! Now!

Drop your weapon!

He's down!

Man down! Man down! EMS!

- Call it in!

- Get on the horn!

Come on now.

Who's gonna do it, huh?

Who the man here, huh?

Which one of you tough guys

gonna do it?

Who's gonna take on the champ?

You, Charlie?

Yeah. That's right.

ls this who l think it is?

ls this what you all been waiting on?

- You all right, Jerry?

- Yeah, l'm straight.

- Oh, sh*t.

- Oh, Bobby Mercer.

Back in town.

- You gonna be the one, man?

- Come on, Bobby.

Bring it on, baby. What you got?

Watch his hands, Bobby.

You better say a prayer, man.

- Get him, champ.

- Come on!

Kick his ass! Kick his ass!

Come on, kick his ass!

- Come on, that's it! Come on!

- Hit him hard! Bobby, hit him!

- Get your ass up! Come on!

- Get him!

- All right, you got him! You got him!

- Put that sh*t away, man. Come on.

Yeah, come on, man!

Take him out, boy!

Get back. Get back.

That's it!

- Good night, man!

- That's it! All right, come on, man.

lt's over now, Bobby.

- Elbow, baby, elbow!

- Turn it around, man!

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Get him!

Come on!

F***er!

Hey, get up, b*tch! Get up!

- Motherfuck!

- Get your b*tch ass back in there!

Get him back here!

Yeah!

That's what's up!

- Get him in the hole.

- That's right.

Way to go, Bobby.

So, what we gonna do

about the police?

Police?

Cops love the Mercers, Jerry.

- Sit him down.

- Damn! You girls are trying to kill me!

What are you doing, man? All right!

You wanna go another round, huh?

You arrested him,

and he didn't do anything!

Let me ask you again.

What happened to Victor Sweet,

Mercer?

His name is Jeremiah Mercer,

and l wanna see him now!

Ellis, you might wanna close your ears.

This is nasty sh*t.

That's what you wanna hear? l did it.

l did it, okay?

lf you did it,

then l wanna hear you say it!

From about 5:
30 p.m. till

about 1 1 or so last night,

l was banging that pretty little wife

of yours, okay? Here's the--

l was bumping uglies with your wife.

Your mama, she wasn't good

the first time.

- That true? What do you got now?

- Your hair, scumbag!

Taken off Victor Sweet's dead body.

Don't push him like that!

Oh, baby! Oh, my God!

Are you okay?

- l'm okay, baby.

- They bought it, baby.

- They bought it.

- Let me see. Come here.

- lt's all right.

- Let me see.

- lt's just a boo-boo.

- lt's not just a boo-boo!

Somebody put their fist in your eye!

- Let me see it!

- Come on, now.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, l'm all right.

- Oh, my God. You're bleeding, baby.

- You know l can take a punch.

l know you can take a punch.

- You don't talk about peoples mamas!

- Well, he talked about mine.

- Did you get some licks in?

- Of course.

- Does his eye look like yours?

- Hey, man, where's Bobby?

Let me catch you on the street

without that badge.

l'll smack that smirk

off your face, punk!

l'm gonna smack you, Bobby.

l told you not to let Jerry get hurt.

He's breathing.

- You all right, Jerry?

- l'm all right, man.

Let me get my property.

- Man, you all right?

- l'm good.

You said something,

didn't you, Jerry?

l did not say nothing, man.

- Why you always--?

- l did.

- What you say?

- l told him l was banging his wife.

- Come on, man!

- l did too.

Me too.

Okay, pass the ball, guys!

Pass the ball.

Yeah, yeah. l got you, l got you.

Guys, right here, right here.

Got one window in.

All right. Let's keep it going,

come on.

Okay, okay. No more work for today.

That's right. Come in the house.

Wash your hands.

- Dang! A little to eat.

- Time to eat. l'm starving.

What did you cook?

You too, girls, come on.

Come on, babies.

Here you go.

Evelyn isn't coming back, is she?

No, she's not coming back.

Because she's dead, huh?

Yeah. lt's because she's dead.

You guys have fun, all right?

No rough stuff.

Always so good to have

you back home, son.

You gonna stick around

a little while this time?

l'm thinking about it, Ma.

l'm thinking about it.

Oh, Bobby.

- Mercer!

- Yeah, Bobby!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Yeah!

Come on, now. Come on.

Did you have to push?

Hold up! Hold up!

lf we don't work, nobody work!

Get back!

l'm sorry, Mr. Wong, your credit card

has been reported stolen.

Stolen? Madam, you know what,

them my uncles right there.

- Tyrone Wong, help me out real quick.

- Mr. Wong! Mr. Wong! Mr. Wong!

You keep sayin'

The world is gonna end

You keep sayin'

The world is gonna end

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