Heaven Knows What Page #5

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- That's fine.

All right. I'll be right back.

- I'll see you.

- All right.

That's a nice bike.

Thank you.

How long have you been riding?

Couple of years, four, five years.

You any good like, know any tricks?

Yeah, it's stunt bike.

I could do a couple of tricks.

Why? You want to see some?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

Hold up.

That was f***ing awesome.

Oh, yeah?

What are you doing right now?

Come for a ride with me.

I've never been on a bike.

Yeah? It's not that scary.

Don't worry, I won't go fast.

Put the helmet on, let's go.

All right.

Yo, yo.

- See, I got it.

- Good?

Yeah, I told you I'd be back, brother.

Here, one, two, three, four, five.

Listen, are you going

to be around later?

- Yeah, hit me up.

- Thanks, man.

Come on, you coming with me?

I'm gonna go for a ride, Mike.

- Going for a ride?

- Yeah.

She's coming with me, yeah.

She'll be fine.

Have you ever rode a motorcycle before?

No.

- Dude.

- She'll be fine.

You know how many people I know

died breaking their necks,

they're in a wheelchair for life

because of this sh*t? Are you serious?

Harley, do not get on

that f***ing motorcycle.

I'll see you later, all right.

No, no, no.

Yo, Harley, I'm going

to meet you at Diana's.

Yo, you heard me?

Yo!

I'm going to meet you at Diana's.

Call me.

Whatever.

Yo, I'll meet you at Diana's.

Yo, why are you here?

Why are you... why are you in my spot?

Your spot?

In my spot.

All I'm trying to do is spange

and read my f***ing book.

Can you please go away?

What's that, in your hand?

What's that in your hand?

Don't you worry about it.

It's my f***ing book.

What the f***?

Yo, give me my f***ing phone, Ilya.

- This is your phone?

- Yes, it's my phone.

Who gave it to you?

I bought it!

You... Yeah.

Ilya, give me my f***ing phone.

What are you doing?

I am going to f***ing kill him.

What?

You're going to kill who?

Michel, yo, yo. Yeah, yeah.

No, I'm here with Harley.

Yeah, yeah, I need, I need one bag.

Yeah, can you meet me in front

of the Barnes & Noble like,

like... yeah, 15...

that's fine, that's fine.

Fifteen minutes.

In Barnes & Noble.

Okay, bro. Oh, thank you, thank you.

Seriously, seriously. Thank you.

Ilya, what are you doing?

Where the f*** are you going, Ilya?

F***ing bullshit.

I want my f***ing bag back, Ilya.

What the f*** did you do with my bag?

F***, man.

Ilya!

Ilya, where the f*** is my bag?

Where the f*** is my bag?

Where the f***,

where the f*** is my green bag, Ilya?

Can you calm down for me, please?

I'm calm. Where the f*** is my bag?

You're calm?

Yes, I'm calm.

Then I will tell you.

It's on the south side of the street,

just west of Amsterdam.

There's a black gate that is open.

Open the black gate

and walk down the stairs,

and your bag is on the bottom.

F***ing a**holes.

Gotta be f***ing kidding me.

Mike!

Yo, did you see f***ing Ilya anywhere?

Uh, no, he said he was going

to be here to get two off me.

- F*** man.

- Why are you here?

- Why are you here?

- Yo, he's not... dude.

Why are you here?

Dude, he's not trying to get

f***ing two bags off you,

he's trying to f***ing kill you.

He's trying to kill me?

- Yeah? Yeah?

- Yo, I'm f***ing serious.

So why were you just with him then?

Huh?

I was spanging, Mike, he came up to me.

How does Ilya always know

where we're at?

The last time we were

in the park he just showed up?

What the f***?

You trying to set me up or something?

No, I'm not trying to set you up.

I'm trying to f***ing

telling you what's going on!

I don't know, he said he'd be here!

When's the last time you seen him?

- 86th Street.

- Well, that's where I'm goin' at.

He's going to kill me?

I'm going to f***ing kill him.

- I am tired of this f***ing sh*t.

- Dude, wait up for me.

No, no, wait for nothing.

I got to watch my f***ing ass every day,

and now I got to deal this sh*t.

- It's f***ing bullshit, bro.

- Like, seriously,

- You know what, no, it's done.

- Dude, I'm trying to f***ing tell you...

- It's done.

- ...what's going on.

Look at what he did

to my f***ing hand. Look!

No, no.

It's gone on for too f***ing long!

I'm tired of his f***ing clown ass.

I'm tired of his ass, bro.

Let him try it to me right now.

- Where's he at, man?

- We walked this way.

Where the f*** is he at?

Hey, how's my best friend?

Have you see Ilya?

Have you seen him? Where is he?

No, no, I don't have time

for that right now.

Where is Ilya?

Well, Hal went that way

with Erica, all right, buddy?

- How long ago?

- Hal went that way with Erica.

- Who'd you say?

- How long ago?

All right, just like ten minutes ago.

Ten minutes ago.

Mike, I know where he is,

I know where he is.

No, I don't got time for that right now.

Come on, buddy.

I don't got time for that right now.

Is he over here or not?

Where is he? Where is he?

I don't f***ing see him, where is he?

He's not here.

- Maybe he's by the rock.

- He's not f***ing here.

He's by the rock, what rock?

- Right there.

- Yeah, yeah.

Is that them? Is that them?

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Let's f***ing go.

You want what?

What's up, motherf***er,

I thought you wanted to kill me?

Do you want me to kill you?

- Yeah, let's do it. Come on.

- You do?

Do it up, let's do it, I'm ready.

Do it right now.

Oh, shut the f*** up and sit down.

Just shut the f*** up?

Do it right now, motherf***er.

Kill me right now.

Get the f*** out of here.

Can you stop, please?

Back off.

Did you really do that, just now?

Yeah, I did do that, you motherf***er.

Kill me right now.

B*tch.

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Let's go.

- Let's go.

- Guys, stop this sh*t, man.

- Come on.

- Let's do this.

Can you guys just chill out?

Come on. Come on,

take your shirt off. Come on.

Hey.

Ilya.

Hey, hey, stop.

Ilya!

Ilya!

Ilya!

Ilya, stop it.

You done?

You're done?

Mike, stop it. Mike, stop it.

Mike, stop.

Tap out. Tap out.

Easy, Mike!

Tap out. I will put you to sleep.

Tap out!

- Mike!

- F***, bro.

- Get off me.

- You good, bro?

- He's good, man. He's good.

- You good?

You gonna calm down,

you gonna walk the f*** away?

You know, I'll f***ing kill you.

Next time I'll take

your f***ing life, bro.

You want more or are you good?

- Shh.

- No, I need to hear it.

You good?

Oh!

Oh, what did you just

f***ing throw at him?

F***!

This sh*t's f***ing bleeding

all over the place, man.

F***. Get this sh*t out.

- F***!

- F***.

- Yo, Ilya, what the f***?

- You, call a f***ing ambulance.

What the f*** is this sh*t, man?

I need an ambulance

to 91st Street and Riverside Park.

- F***, man.

- Oh, no, he's bleeding.

Can you just please get here?

- 91st Street.

- Please, hurry up, please, please.

- Mike, hold on.

- Yo, I'm f***ing bleeding to death.

- Yo, put something over it. We got to go.

- I'm bleeding to death.

- I'm f***ing bleeding to death, man.

- Let's go.

Mike, you told me

to f***ing call the ambulance,

they're on their way.

- F***!

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