Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai Page #2

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was there this morning.

(Sonny) Did he have a message?

The usual

"mission accomplished" message.

Uh-huh. And did you

send a message back?

No.

You'd called me in, so I figured

it was best to leave it alone.

Did you follow this bird?

Put a bug on it?

Anything like that?

No, I never had a reason

to do anything like that.

I realise the arrangement I made

with this guy is pretty weird,

but he's always

shown me complete respect.

A whole new century

is coming,

and Mr Vargo wants

every member of this family

to make it a priority

to erase this weirdo.

This guy is a professional.

Going after him

could be dangerous.

Handsome Frank was one of us,

so we're gonna peel

this n*gger's cap back.

Better him than you, right?

Now, what the f***

is his name?

- Ghost Dog.

- What?

- Ghost Dog.

- Ghost Dog?

- He said Ghost Dog!

- He calls himself Ghost Dog.

A lot of these black guys,

gangster type guys,

they all got names like that.

- (Mr Vargo) Is that true?

- He means like the rappers.

(Sonny) The rappers got names

like that - Snoop Doggy Dogg,

Ice Cube, Q-Tip, Method Man.

My favourite was always

Flavor Flav from Public Enemy.

(Sonny) He got the funky

fresh fly flava.

"Live lyrics

from the bank of reality.

"I kick da flyest dope manoeuvre

technicality, to a dope track."

- I love that guy.

- I know nothing about that,

but it makes me

think about Indians.

They've got names

like Red Cloud, Crazy Horse,

Running Bear, Black Elk...

(Makes a sound like an elk)

(Nervous laugh)

- That kind of sh*t.

- Indians, n*ggers...same thing!

- Johnny!

- Sonny? Mr Vargo?

Go outside. Get Sammy the Snake,

Joe Rags, Big Angie.

- Get 'em in here.

- Right away.

(Deep sigh)

(Pigeons coo)

(Breathes deeply)

(Man shouting in French)

Yes!

(Overlapping voices )

(Rapping)

(Continuous rapping)

(All) Hey! Peace, Dog!

Is that your dog?

No. I thought

maybe it was your dog.

What?

What?

He's really staring at you.

- Maybe he wants my ice cream.

- I don't think so.

lf he's bothering you,

why not tell him to go away?

Go on.

I've seen you before...

'cause you always carry

that briefcase.

You live on the roof

of the building down from me,

where the birds

fly out from.

Mom says you talk to nobody

and you got no friends.

- I don't know your mom.

- Is it true?

What?

You never talk to nobody

and you got no friends.

- No, I'm talking to you, right?

- Yeah.

Right.

You got your lunch

in that box?

- What you got in the briefcase?

- I asked you first.

No. Not my lunch.

I got my books.

You wanna see?

Books? Yeah, OK.

(Ghost Dog)

"The Wind in the Willows".

I read that.

- You did?

- Yeah.

Toad Hall and that stuff.

It was great.

You did read it.

(Ghost Dog)

"The Souls of Black Folk".

I read that, too.

Where did you get that?

From Ms Andrews, my teacher.

I didn't read all of it,

but I plan to.

You got time.

"Night Nurse"?!

- You read that?

- No, I just like the cover.

Right...

"Frankenstein".

That's a good book.

- Yeah, better than the movie.

- You thought so, too?

Yeah.

- Can I see it?

- Yeah.

"He sprung from the cabin window

"upon the ice raft,

which lay close to the vessel.

"He was soon borne away

by the waves,

"and lost in darkness...

and distance."

Hey, that's the end!

Don't give away the ending.

"The monster...Frankenstein."

"Rashomon". What's this about?

(Woman calls ) Pearline?

(Ghost Dog) You can borrow that.

You just gotta promise

that when you read it,

you come tell me

what you think.

OK, I will.

Is it true you got

no friends, then?

No. My best friend's

right over there.

- You wanna meet my best friend?

- I don't see anybody.

He's there

in that ice cream truck.

What do you think, I'm a chump?

I'm not going there.

I hardly know you.

Whatever.

Well, all right.

(Woman) Pearline,

where are you going?

I'm going to get ice cream.

I'm coming right back.

(Man shouting in French)

This is my best friend, Raymond.

Raymond, this is...

- Pearline, right?

- Yeah.

(Raymond) My best friend.

Well, OK. Thanks.

(Ghost Dog)

Chocolate's my favourite.

Yeah. Me, too.

- What language is he talking?

- French.

- He only speaks French.

- Do you understand French?

No. I never understand

a word he says.

- And that's your best friend?

- Yeah.

- Bears?

- Yes! Bravo!

- What's he talking about?

- Bears, I guess.

(Ghost Dog) I gotta go. I got

some business to take care of.

For the ice cream.

That book, read it and tell me

what you think, OK?

- OK.

- OK.

Take it easy, Raymond.

(Heavy breathing)

That f***ing thing loaded?

- Yeah, OK.

- Come on, let's do it.

Ready?

That could be him right there.

Should I shoot him?

No, that ain't him.

Vargo said it was a black guy.

So, what's he?

What are you, Puerto Rican?

- I think he's an Indian.

- What the hell are you?

Cayuga.

Cayuga? What the f***

is Cayuga?

(Sam) Puerto Rican,

indian, n*gger...same thing.

(Sam) We should

waste him to be sure.

It ain't authorised, so let's

go. I wanna get the right guy.

- Stupid f***ing white man.

- What?

I said stupid f***ing white man.

You red n*gger-looking

Sitting Bullshit motherf***er!

Sam, you're losing control.

Let's get out of here.

Cayuga, my ass!

You better learn to keep

your f***ing mouth shut,

or I'll blow your f***ing brains

out myself. You dumb f***!

(Rap music)

Hey, what the heck

is going on, fellas?

What? What?

Ah, sh*t!

I don't think that's him.

- How the hell do you know?

- It doesn't feel right.

Now he's got his own wings,

he can fly with his pigeons.

Vargo said, if he even looks

like him, shoot him, right?

I know. Let's go. I gotta take

care of something for Sonny.

(Bird fluttering)

F***. I knew

that was gonna be you.

You gonna kill me?

You might as well kill me.

I'm your retainer.

I follow a code.

I've always

given you my respect.

That's why you've got that

big f***ing gun to my head?

Forgive me. I don't

mean you no disrespect.

- How the f*** did you find me?

- Called me for a meeting.

Yeah.

Everything seems

to be changing all around us.

You can say that again.

When you did that guy the other

night, was a girl there?

I wasn't instructed

to eliminate her.

I know,

it's just that...

things have gotten

all complicated now.

They're gonna whack you,

Ghost Dog.

lf they don't find you,

they're gonna whack me instead.

- Probably whack me anyways.

- Ray Vargo?

The whole family's

looking for you.

- The underboss, Valerio, too?

- Of course. He pulls all the...

Hey... How the f*** do you know

so much about our organisation?

- Who was the girl?

- She's...

Forget about her,

I can't talk about that.

I'm warning you

that they're gonna kill you.

- Maybe me, too.

- Better me than you, Louie.

Well... Right now,

I'd have to agree with that.

(Morini) Hey, Louie!

Sorry I'm late...

and I'm real sorry

about this.

Jesus Christ!

You just shot Morini.

(Louie) Valerio's f***ing

brother-in-law!

- He was gonna shoot you.

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