Hobo With A Shotgun Page #3
Okay,
fear.
I'll cut a hole
through his body,
and I'll make them watch as
I spread his intestines
out all over the street.
Well, you be ugly, you be
hateful when you do that,
some will fear you...
Slick...
I want to fear you...
But I don't...
You've got to show me that
you can scare the sh*t
out of everybody!
So why don't you unlock that
imagination of yours and give
them a show that is so fierce
that everybody in this town
will remember
your name forever.
What should I do?
Well, you need to figure
that out for yourself,
but I can give you one
sweet morsel of advice.
When life gives
you razor blades,
you make a baseball bat
covered in razor blades.
Do you kids like school?
Hey,
I asked you a question.
Do you kids like school!
Yeah!
What about ice cream!
Do you kids like ice cream?
Yeah!
And bicycles!
Yeah!
And Hobos?
Yeah!
I hate Hobos.
Disco Inferno.
After a horrific act of
arson this afternoon,
a school bus was
found burning.
There were an undisclosed
number of children on board.
There were no survivors.
Again, we regret to inform you
that only the charred bodies
of many, many, burnt
children remain...
Hi all you kids out there.
How are you doing today?
Good?
Great.
Guess what.
I've got something very,
very special to
share with you today.
- Are you ready?
- Yeah, yeah. Come on up to
the screen kids. Let go of your
mommy and daddy's hands.
Come, come on,
it's okay.
Get as close to
the TV as you can.
Do you see this!
This is what you get when
you want to follow a beggars
instead of the DRAKE!
Now It's time to
play a new game.
It's called gutter tag.
It's very,
very easy.
And every single one
of you gets to play.
you're it.
Everyone else -
you get to kill them.
All of them.
Otherwise...
We're going to kill the
rest of your children!
Ladies and gentlemen,
continue on your busy day...
I want that Hobo's
head on my wall,
and whoever brings
him to me,
gets all my broads!
Oh, you're gonna
like em!
Grab your guns boys!
Grab your f***ing guns.
We got homeless to kill.
So let's go make
some dead bodies.
At least he's only
shooting the dirty cops.
We're all dirty cops.
You ever sleep with
a prostitute, kid?
No sir.
F***.
She's so hot,
I'd eat the
peanuts out of her sh*t.
Come on. What the f***
is wrong with you?
This conversation
is disgusting.
Well, you can't
beat your wife
like you can beat a whore.
That's what
I love about them.
Tell you what, we'll
go splits on this one.
You're joking right?
Hey, hey,
Abby.
F***, I love the
smell of your a**hole.
Why don't you get in here
and take me for a ride.
My legs are closed
for the night.
Maybe we should
get back to work.
You get back to the
f***ing station.
Get the f*** out of here!
Come here,
baby!
No!
Babydoll.
off to get at your sweetness.
Don't hurt me.
I'll do anything!
That's not even
a f***ing option.
Now,
I'll tell you what:
You make sure that
I enjoy what you give me
and I'll make sure that
you can still crawl home
when I'm done.
Oh come on, now I
know you want it,
No!
You little f***ing whore.
Step away from the girl.
I'm a cop!
Don't do anything
f***ing stupid!
Shut up!
Look at her.
What do you see?
I don't know man.
She's... she's
just a f*** tube.
She is a teacher!
She despises you,
and so do I!
STOP!
STOP!
STOP!
What are you doing?
Let me walk you home!
Why are you out so late -
it's dangerous!
Why are you doing this?
Sh*t.
What are you doing?
You can't kill them.
I'm cleaning the streets
from the sh*t and
the smell makes me sick.
They're not bad people.
They're just scared.
You're not afraid of
what they'll do to us
when they come here?
We have to figure
something out.
He shot him!
The Hobo shot him!
He's back there!
Mom, I need my allowance
early this week...
I just do!
Okay,
come on.
Come on.
You're pretty sick,
you know that?
Come on,
we gotta go.
I gotta go Mom.
Where the hell were you
going after you left here?
What?
Come on, man, I let
you sleep in my bed,
tell me where you went.
I just wanted to
buy a lawn mower.
Wait - you wanted
to buy a lawn mower?
Yep.
After all those years living
in box cars and on the
streets, I thought I might
start up my own business.
That's what we'll do.
I've got my own slogan.
You grow it,
I cut it.
You grow it,
we cut it.
We'll get out of this
town and go somewhere
where they have
nice big lawns to mow.
This isn't the only
place that grass grows.
Are you serious?
Yeah.
First I gotta wash this
guys a**hole off my face.
Slick!
Slick!
Slick!
They're in there!
Do you need any back-up?
I could join your gang.
Shut up Otis.
Now f***ing beat it!
You're pissing me off.
Jesus Christ.
Ivan, you're going to
ruin your f***ing skates.
I ruin everything!
Let's f***.
Macaroni, beans,
I don't know.
What would you take?
Why are you in such a rush?
You shot a f***ing cop.
Everybody wants to kill you.
Oh,
all right.
We need a blanket, it's gonna
get cold at night and uh,
some matches.
I don't have much money.
All right.
Don't worry about the money.
We'll hop on a train.
We'll get a job somewhere
No, no,
no, no TV.
Right.
F*** TV.
Just take what you need.
Okay,
I think I'm ready.
Okay,
I'm ready too.
Woo!
It's a beautiful day
for a skate rape!
Woo!
Oh!
Do you f***ing see me?
Do you f***ing hear me?
Do you f***ing feel me?
Why don't you get up beggar
and beg me for
your f***ing life.
Ah!
Do you f***ing fear me?
F*** you!
My face!
Don't kill that
f*** without me.
Turn that whore
into a baby factory.
Ah!
Hit me again mother f***er!
Come on.
Right in my f***ing face!
I'm going to wash this
blood off with your blood!
Get away from me!
No!
Don't kill me,
don't...
I love murder.
Come on,
play with me grandpa.
F***ing play with me Grandpa.
Yeah!
Now we're gettin' rowdy!
Abigail...
Sh-sh-sh...
You!
Do you know me?
He made me come!
Oh God!
Slick, what the f***
is going on in there?
You better be killing
that f***ing hobo!
Get the f*** out
of here IVAN.
Now!
Bro?
All right you
scum carving f***.
I'm going to make you regret
a whole lot of living
and teach you some respect.
All right, man,
you win, you win.
Just tell me what you want?
My dad owns this f***ing town.
I bet there's not on human
being in this town
who's life you
haven't ruined.
Pl.. Please don't shoot
my dick off, okay?
I'm young, I've got too
much f***ing left to do.
Please!
God damn it boy!
Nooooooo!
I'm gonna get
you to a doctor!
Just give me the
f***ing phone.
What?
Dad...
My whole body hurts
everywhere.
Slick?
Where are you?
What happened?
He shot my dick off!
Tell me where you are.
I'll come and get you.
I'm not gonna make it dad.
I'm dying.
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