J.D.'s Revenge Page #4

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I'm gonna cut you all kind of ways.

You know, it's over. Your life is over!

Goddamn!

You!

You think that

you can get hold of me!

Oh, sh*t!

'I believe...

'I believe that we have worked

our way to this point.

'I believe the source

we call ourselves... Ha-ha-ha!

'And the spirit did that part,

the spirit did that part!

'I said, the spirit did that part!'

I said, the spirit did that part!

The Holy Spirit!

And we did that all

with the help of the spirit.

The Holy Spirit did it, huh?

The Holy Spirit. Ha!

You know what the Holy Spirit is, now?

The spirit helped us

to move on up a little higher!

Move on up a little higher! Ha-ha!

I believe that the Holy Spirit

and faith are the helpmates

that help us to spar

against the evil, wicked life!

And with their help, we will win!

We will win!

Let the church say, "We will win!"

- We will win!

- We will win!

- Why don't you give me a lift home?

- You mean to your father's place?

No. I've got my own place.

I'm a big girl.

Sure.

Good evening.

I'm glad you could come.

Papa, Ike's giving me a ride home.

Good night.

I don't like him.

I don't want him around.

You shouldn't have let Roberta

go off with him.

I like him. He's all right.

- We're all God's children, Theotis.

- "All God's children."

Sh*t, he's a rowdy street n*gger,

and he's gonna cause trouble.

Always hanging around

with his funny eyes.

He's on something,

and he is trouble.

I'll tend to spiritual matters

and you run the organization, OK?

You do what you do best, and I'll use

my own judgment in these matters.

"Spiritual matters," my behind!

You're starting to believe

your own jive sermons, brother.

You're pimping God's consciousness

like some kind of fat whore.

You're just selling cheap feel-good thrills

to a bunch of suckers

who are looking for the second

coming of Jesus, or some such sh*t.

Just keep in mind

what you really do, Elija,

and I'll keep the show running...

smoothly.

- I feel no danger, Theotis.

- Well, I sure as hell do.

And I'm gonna make sure that somebody

keeps a beady eye on his ass.

There is no danger, Theotis.

I know these things.

What about your mama?

I never knew my mother.

She died when I was a baby.

I lived with an aunt

till I was about 15.

Then I went to live

with my uncle and my father,

But I had already started

my evil ways.

Ever do something on impulse?

All the time.

Come here.

We're a lot alike, aren't we?

Hey, man! Hey!

Aargh! Sh*t! Oh!

This is just a warning, sucker.

You shape up quick,

or we gonna get down.

- Who are you? What do you want?

- I do the talkin', n*gger.

Theotis Bliss don't want you

hanging around Roberta.

Now you be cool, or you gonna

come up with your throat cut.

Dig that, Doctor? Huh?

Yeah, you...

run with them motherfuckers.

You're my baby sister.

You're my baby sister, Betty Jo!

You my baby sister, Betty Jo.

They are my enemies!

They my enemies!

The boss is right.

You one weird n*gger.

Now, you been warned, so be cool.

Dig it?

'Oh, my God!

'Oh, my God!'

Ike?

Hi.

Oh, I missed you so much.

- I love you, baby.

- I love you, too.

Ike?

What in the world

have you done to yourself?

What's the matter, baby?

Don't you like

your daddy's conk, huh?

Oh, God.

I thought this sh*t was all over with.

Over?

B*tch, J. D. just gettin' it together,

just startin' to make his move.

I thought you had gone away.

It was over. You said it was over!

I hate b*tches like you,

think you better than somebody else.

You just tryin' to get

in between me and what I got to do.

Now, I don't want that n*gger flatfoot

following me around.

You call him off, the motherf***er!

What's the matter, baby?

Scared of your daddy?

Gonna teach you once and for all

to f*** with J. D. Walker.

No...

No! God!

No! Oh, God! Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Hell, there is a dead b*tch.

Get her! Punch her!

Goddamn b*tch!

Open the door.

Open the goddamn door.

Jesus!

Open this goddamn door!

I'll kill your ass, b*tch!

Oh, God.

My God.

Goddamn!

Oh, God, help me.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

It's all right.

I don't need your ass.

Oh, God.

Man, I ain't seen a get-up

like that in 25 years.

Ah, ha-ha-ha! Yeah.

Yeah, sharp as a tack

and ready to sting.

Don't you have a table?

Not right now, sugar.

I'm gonna look around.

All right, have a good time.

Have a good time.

Now...

Ain't you a fine young thing?

- What's your name?

- Sheryl. What's yours?

J. D. Walker.

The boss talker.

The water walker!

Yeah.

You're really something else.

That's right.

Me and Jesus.

He wasn't himself.

He turned into this... into this monster,

a whole other person.

I don't give a damn who he was.

Look at you.

He's a maniac.

I'm gonna teach him a lesson.

Goddamn it, Carl, I keep telling you,

there is something wrong with Ike.

He was trying to tell me and I wouldn't

listen. He was calling out for help.

Chris, why do you keep defending him?

He almost killed you.

No, listen, man, she's right.

We all should've known.

Well, I should've known.

The headaches, the doctor thing.

The guy was going through some

heavy changes and wouldn't nobody listen.

Tonight, he kept saying

he was this "J. D. Walker".

- It wasn't Ike, I know that.

- I'm going after him.

And I want to get my hands on him

before anybody else does.

Aw, man, why don't you listen?

I warned her about that guy

the first time he beat her up.

I told her Hendricks would be dangerous,

but she wouldn't listen.

She went back to him anyway.

Now she ends up half dead and raped.

Carl, I'm warning you.

Now, simmer down.

You can't afford to go losing your head

over this thing.

There's an APB out on him.

We'll get him.

I wish I could get my hands on him first.

I'd blow his goddamn brains away.

He's a maniac, George,

a f***in' schizo killer.

- "J. D. Walker," my ass!

- What?

Ah, the bastard told Chris

his name was J. D. Walker.

J. D. Walker's been dead

for over 30 years.

That was the best f***ing I ever had.

That's cos you've been dealin'

with the Ace.

You gotta leave?

Where you goin', sugar?

I got business to take care of.

Oh, sh*t, that's my old man!

Sh*t!

Better go talk to him.

Sheryl?

Hey. What you doing back

so soon, baby?

You got somebody with you,

don't you, b*tch?

You got somebody with you,

and I'll kick the son of a b*tch's ass.

Back off!

Yeah, that's right...

I f***ed your woman, sucker.

Motherf***er, I'm gonna kill ya.

I'm gonna rip your ass apart.

Come on.

This n*gger's crazy.

I'm the craziest n*gger

you ever gonna meet.

Yeah.

I'm gonna cut you

everywhich way but loose.

Son of a b*tch, I'm gonna kill you!

Come on.

Come on, fool!

I'll kill you. I'll kill you!

I'll kill you!

Aargh!

You get up,

I'll send you to meet your maker.

Now, what you know?

Big n*gger got some sense.

Heh-heh-heh.

I'm taking your car.

Goodnight, sugar.

Please!

Let me go!

I'll have my revenge!

'Gonna give you a break, man.

I'll mash your face...'

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