Idlewild Page #8

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God sent this. Wait.

Here.

Go on. It's okay.

Carry that with you.

Always.

You're my blessing.

You're my blessing.

You're my blessing.

Y'all be safe.

Thank you.

Wake up, babies.

You look so pretty.

Like the belle of the ball.

Yes, you are.

Yes, you are.

Save us, Percival.

He's gone mad.

I'm burning up. Save us.

Jump. Jump!

Save me.

Drunk old fool.

You think for one minute

that this girl loves you?

She's trash.

You hear me? Trash!

You don't know her.

I know she's going to leave you,

just like your mother left me.

Ma did not leave you.

She left me. She left me.

She died.

She died.

I'm leaving.

This ain't no place for me.

I gotta get away from here.

I gotta try something new.

Let's just sit down. Let's

talk about this. Now, come on.

Talk about what?

What do we have to talk about?

We never talk.

No, no, no.

Wait. Listen to me.

Listen, Percival.

I don't want you hurt.

You're all I got

in the world.

And I need you.

I'm leaving.

Percival.

Percival.

Percival, wait a minute.

Percival, wait a minute.

Percival, Percival, Percival.

Percival!

All passengers,

next train boarding...

I'd like two tickets

for the 9:
00 train to Chicago.

Attention, all passengers,

train's a-boarding. Now boarding.

Make those first class.

15 minutes. Y'all got 15

minutes to get my hooch.

I got to get back

to the Church.

I ain't got time to listen

to no boxing match.

Walter! GW!

Walter.

GW? Walter?

Three, four,

five, six,

Jack on his knees, seven...

Come on, man,

I got to get my sauce.

Joe Louis charges

across the ring.

He lands a terrific left to Louis'

body. Hits Sharkey with a right.

Jack is waiting,

takes a left to the chin,

a left to the chin, a right

to the head, and he's down!

You high on your own supply.

Three, four...

Good cigar.

... five.

Jack's on one knee,

hanging on the ropes.

Louis from the neutral corner

charges across.

Yeah, Cliff, that's right.

Show him how to do it.

Damn, Bobo, I never thought I'd

get tired of whipping old GW's ass.

A right cross.

Give him a right.

A left to the face. A left

to the eye. A bent right.

A straight left to the face.

And there's the bell!

Ain't nothing like

ringside seats, huh?

I think my friend has

something he wants to say.

Put this out for me.

Thanks for the money, GW.

I done known you

for twenty years, Wilbert.

Six of them you

spent with a great man.

And you're still

a stupid little thief.

Boo.

I gotta

hand it to you, GW.

You sure got a lot of heart.

But who's the stupid one now,

huh?

Yeah,

who's the stupid one now?

You never cease

to amaze me.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

Lookie here, lookie here.

Well, well, well.

Good old Rooster.

Nice of you to join us.

Late as always, just like

I predicted, huh, guys?

That's right.

What y'all doing, Trumpy?

What are we doing?

We're having a party.

Hey, fellas, Rooster want

to know what we doing.

What we doing?

What we doing?

Ain't you supposed

to be the smart one?

I mean, that's what

old man Spats always said.

Sh*t!

Goddamn, man.

This is starting to get fun.

You know something? Yeah,

that's a lot of fun. I like it.

I had a vision, man.

Started seeing the future.

The funny thing,

you wasn't in it.

To think you had the audacity

to try to shortstop me.

So you just gonna shoot me?

Just like that? Wilbert?

What type of man do you think

I am, man? We old friends.

Hey, Sonny.

Do me a favor.

Shoot him.

Get him, man, get him.

Pull him in here. Yeah.

Where you going?

That's right.

Come on, Sonny.

Cliff, come on.

I got him.

Go, Rooster.

Hey, Bo, that hurt?

You finished, Rooster?

Hold it, hold it, hold it!

Should we end this, Boss?

It's over, Rooster.

Wake him up.

That's the sh*t

I'm talking about.

Immediate response

to a command.

Hot dang, gentlemen!

Damn.

Bad boy, right here.

All the dead

all in the world...

You cannot do evil things...

Oh, hell, no!

Where he at?

Shoot him!

Damn!

Sometimes life

can keep you down

With your face

all in the dirt

Now if you feel

that left behind

Come on.

Need to get up

and go to church

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Big, slide into the mode

Time to drop a load

My life is going downhill

like some cardboard in the snow

My bank account is frozen I don't

think that I can get out this hole

Feel like

the figure-four leglock

Like the jury went away and

then they came back deadlocked

I can't move, I can't eat,

I can't even breathe

Can't even buy a decent sack

without the stems and the seed

No trees, no P's, to ease

The stress of everyday living

But homeless people gotta

suck it up wherever they living

The unforgiven or the

unwilling Live a life of sinning

Hey, Rooster!

...as an infant

in the beginning

But what about repenting?

What about the tension?

What about you eating dinner

in the devil's kitchen?

What about repenting?

What about committing

the same sin

Over and over,

again and again?

Why are we here?

Please tell me

What are we here for?

Life is nothing but a dream

So peaceful and serene

Unless you're being evil Then

you're on the devil's team

Well, I receive

what you want to believe

But soon you'll have to sow

those bad seeds

Please, any man can ask

to get a pass

Or a cleansing of sins

to grant another chance

Perhaps another glance of the

light at the end of the tunnel

Talk to the coach

or break out the huddle

Whatever should you fumble

your rebuttal should be subtle

Because he who lives in the

upper room is never gullible

As you survey the syllables

and sentences

The question that I'm merely trying

to pose is as simple as me saying

What about repenting?

What about the tension?

What about you eating dinner

in the devil's kitchen?

What about repenting?

What about committing

the same sin

Over and over,

again and again?

Sh*t.

Why are we here?

Please tell me

Trumpy!

What are we here for?

Trumpy, get in.

Trumpy!

Get the door.

What happened to you, Rooster?

Wait here a sec.

Okay.

Watch the back.

Don't let him get away.

Easy, daddy-o. Have fun.

I'll be right back.

Hey, Brown, you seen Rooster?

No.

Where's Rooster?

Back your ass up! Back up!

Sh*t.

Y'all seen Percival?

No.

Hey, where's Rooster?

Taffy!

Damn. Stupid ass.

Hey, where's Rooster?

I ain't seen him.

Y'all seen Rooster?

Up there.

What's going on?

Rooster, Rooster, Rooster.

Rooster! Where are you?

Wait a minute.

Rooster, Rooster.

Trumpy!

Hey, where you been?

I'll tell you later.

Just let me know if you see

Trumpy around here anywhere

Sh*t.

Y'all just step back.

Trumpy's right there.

Stop it!

Somebody stop it!

That's right,

Rooster, get him!

That's right,

you get him, Rooster!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Go get him, Rooster!

Oh, he's got a gun!

Whoa, hold on.

That what you want

right here, right?

Give it here.

Hand me my money.

Put it here.

What, you gonna

shoot me again, Wilbert?

You think I'm playing

with you? Don't you do it!

Put my sh*t right here.

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