Future World Page #2

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titty to titty,

we does it the best baby!

[music tempo increases]

Welcome to Love Town,

where everything goes down.

Are they robots like me?

No, them b*tches is real.

They're gonna get old, get

ugly, and they're gonna die.

Not like you, you gonna

stay perfect forever.

[engines revving]

Okay, that's the place the old

traveler was talking about.

Let's just get information

and get out.

Keep your head down.

- [music continues]

- [whistling, hooting]

What is this place?

People who can't find love,

they buy love here.

[whistling, shouting]

[electronic surging]

[electronic surging]

[grunting]

Be careful.

Don't fall in love.

Stay close.

Hey!

Yeah.

[whistling, shouting]

[woman] You boys look

a little lost.

What can I get you?

Some whiskey.

Take a seat.

For some info,

if you got it.

What are you

looking for?

Something called

"Paradise Beach."

Can you point

the right way?

I ain't never

heard of it.

But I can ask Big Daddy.

He knows the wasteland

like the back of his hand.

I would be grateful.

Give these guys

a round on me.

Have fun.

- Think she's gonna help us?

- Not sure.

[man] Yo, Warlord.

You enjoying that

robotic coo-coo?

[laughing]

Some guys down there are

asking about Paradise Beach.

- You seen them before?

- Nope. Not in here.

Them boys showed up

on some shiny bikes.

[man] Damn sure ain't

from around here.

Yo, ain't you

forgetting something?

I'm sorry, Daddy,

I was gonna tell...

- [electrical zapping]

- [woman gasping]

You think you slick,

don't you, b*tch?

I got eyes all around this motherf***er.

Now hand it over.

Now kick rocks and go

serve them drinks.

Y'all ready to welcome

in the new b*tches?

- Yes, sir.

- Well, let's get it, then.

[man howling]

- You a bad girl.

- [laughing]

[whistling, shouting]

You know, my family

died of the fever.

There was nothing

I could do.

Just because someone died doesn't

mean they're not with you.

You boys enjoying your beers?

You want a lap dance too,

pretty boy?

Nah, we're good,

we're good, we're good.

Our hoes ain't pretty

enough for you?

Maybe you'd rather have

some dick to suck.

Hey, we don't want

any trouble!

Usually we charge

a no-cover charge,

but you can just give us

the money straight up.

[kissing, sniffing]

- Hey, leave us alone, all right?

- Shut the f*** up!

Put the knife away!

I find something I want,

I take it, okay?

Okay?

The f*** you gonna

do about it?

- [gun clicks]

- [man laughs]

You ain't got

no f***ing bull...

- [all screaming]

- [music cuts]

- Stay back!

- Hey!

Stay back, or I got one

for you, too!

Where the f***

did they get ammo?

No one got bullets no more.

[Rico] Let's get

out of here.

[laughing]

You boys sure do know

how to make an introduction.

And I like that sh*t, man.

But you can put

the gun down.

This is a place of peace!

Back to business,

everybody!

[house music playing]

Not only am I the proprietor

of this fine establishment,

but I'm what you would call

a friendly panderer.

So, you're just a pimp?

Ha! You say that like that's a

bad thing or something, man.

Let's go.

Pimp is the loneliest

motherf***er in this wasteland.

I can't trust none

of these b*tches.

Say, man, y'all trying to get

y'all d*cks wet, or what?

We're actually looking

for Paradise Beach.

We've heard

there's medicine there.

Hm, Drug Town,

I know about it.

Can you get us there?

Look, man, that sh*t is

a dirty business, kid.

If I help y'all, shoot, it's

like I'm perjuring myself.

Well, what is it worth

to you cowboys?

So, we basically

partners now.

And I know somebody

that can get you there.

If you know what

I'm saying.

Hey, you're sure

you want to do this?

Let's see what

he has to say.

Calm him down,

and let's roll.

Come on, man.

Follow me.

[music in distance]

See, man, y'all should

feel real special.

See, I never bring

nobody back here.

I call this my

B*tches Hall of Fame.

You the man, right?

Come in here,

follow me.

Got something special for...

Wait a motherfucking minute.

Wait a motherfuck...

Hey, b*tches,

get the f*** out of here!

[electrical zapping]

[women screaming]

The f*** is wrong with y'all?

Can't believe this sh*t.

I have to ask

you to leave, too.

The kid needs

to stay in my sight.

Say, man, my girl is shy.

If y'all wanna go

to Paradise Beach,

he's gonna have to talk

to her all by his self.

Rico...

It's cool.

Hold on to this.

You gonna give

the little guy a gun?

Got a blanket

for him, too?

Oh, you's a flashy

cowboy, ain't you?

Did I tell you

I like that sh*t?

Now you, little fella,

check it out.

I need you to have

a good time.

Relax 'cause you

in good hands.

Welcome to Paradise.

Oh, yeah, one more thing.

Don't be no stranger

to danger.

'Cause it's

about to go down.

[ominous synth music playing]

How can I help you?

I'm looking for

Paradise Beach.

Paradise Beach?

Yeah.

Yeah, my mom is very sick.

She's in trouble.

Yeah, and I don't have

a lot of time.

I want to help you.

You're very kind.

I can see it

in your eyes.

Who are you?

I'm Ash.

[ominous strings playing]

Your eyes...

[Warlord] Shut up

and get on with it.

Yes.

You're not human?

I'm as human as you are.

What do you see?

I see you.

Can you feel?

I feel you.

[device beeping]

[distorted synth playing]

[choking]

[gasping]

[screaming]

- Oh, sh*t!

- Look at that little old b*tch.

Bring him to me!

Sh*t... I think I want me

a robot b*tch.

Bring him over here!

[men laughing]

- Oh, ho, ho, ho!

- Get the f*** off me!

Get off!

F*** you!

Come on.

Rico!

- Rico!

- [Warlord] String him up!

Rico!

Why did you kill Rico?

[Warlord] Bring me the gun!

Where'd you get

these bullets?

Where are you from, boy?

[ominous strings playing]

Pull him up.

- What are you doing?

- Pull him up!

[gurgling]

You gonna talk?

Let him down!

[painting, coughing]

[Warlord] Where are

you from, boy?

[men laughing]

Pull him up!

[gurgling]

[Warlord] You better

sing, bird!

[gurgling]

You better sing!

All right, let him down.

[shouting]

There.

[straining] The Oasis.

The Oasis?

- Yeah.

- You got more bullets there?

[straining] Yes.

You gonna take us there?

F*** you.

Pull him up!

[gurgling]

You better start

singing, little bird!

You're running out of time!

I'll talk.

Let him down!

You're a bad b*tch.

[laughing]

[engine revving]

- Here you go.

- Ah!

Get up. Get up!

- [chains rattling]

- [lock clicking]

[engine revving]

Let's go, baby.

Let's go!

[engines revving]

[string music playing]

[Ash] We ride south

to the prince's homeland.

The warlord would rape and

murder everyone in the Oasis.

It was at that moment I became aware

of exactly how different I was.

But first...

I had to set things right.

[percussive music playing]

What are you doing?

- [screaming]

- [stabbing]

- [electrical buzzing]

- [screaming]

[growling]

- [grunting]

- [gasping]

Come back!

Come back!

- [electrical zapping]

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