Judgment Night Page #8

on the cooler!

Put 'em up on the cooler!

You understand me?

- Don't make a move!

- Okay.

[Fallon On P.A.]

Attention, shoppers.

We have a special...

in the frozen foods

department tonight: Dead meat.

Plump, juicy and fresh

from our North Shore farm.

Shop 'til you drop,

right, Frank?

Get back on that cooler!

Get on there! Hey, get on there!

You guys tell your friend

to get his ass down here!

This guy's not our friend.

I'm tired of foolin' around!

You understand me?

Motherf***er!

[Whispering]

Hey, Mike. Mike!

Come on.

[Whispering]

You go on.

[Panting]

Damn.

- Mike?

- You go on.

No way.

I'm gonna deal with these guys.

I'm gonna handle this.

[C*cks Hammer]

Would you cut

this heroics crap? And let's go!

Frank!

You got a family.

Me, all I got is you.

Mike!

Stay there.

[Grunts, Groans]

[Yells]

[Clicking]

[Screaming]

[Groaning]

Mike?

[Panting]

[Grunting]

[Grunting, Groaning]

Hey, Frank!

- [C*cks Hammer]

- [Gasping]

- Why don't you come out

and get your friend?

- [Grunting]

[Yelling]

[Glass Breaking]

Shh!

Oh, man.

[Groaning]

[Lights Humming]

[Man]

#Through good or bad

or happy or sad #

#Ah, let's stay together #

# Oooh, ooh, ooh #

# Oh, it's all right

with me ##

[Screaming]

[Glass Breaking]

[Screaming]

[Gunshot]

[Frank]

Come on, get up!

[Screaming]

[Gunshots]

[Groaning]

Jesus.

Jesus, Mike!

John. Oh!

[Chuckling]

You guys are unbelievable.

Get up. Get up!

I was there

and I don't even believe it.

Come on, let's go.

Let's move. Let's go!

[Frank]

Let's go, let's go.

[Groaning]

Come on, this way.

[Mike]

I'm okay, I'm okay. Uhh!

[Groaning Continues]

[Gasping]

Come on.

[Grunting]

All right.

[Mike Groaning]

Mike, you're gonna be okay.

I'm gonna go get help.

John's gonna stay

here with you.

Yes, sir, boss.

[Mike Chuckling]

Come on.

Easy, easy.

Gimme your hand.

[Grunting]

Put your hand here

and keep it there, all right?

I got it,

I got it.

You all right?

Yeah.

Hey, don't do

anything stupid.

Right.

[Glass Shattering]

Come on, Frank!

Scumbag!

Come out and meet me man-to-man.

Let's get it over with.

[Metal Clanging]

Come on!

Frank!

What are you afraid of?

F*ggot!

[Glass Shatters]

Come on, Frank!

I'm gonna kill your two f***in'

p*ssy friends and then

I'm gonna kill you, all right?

[Groans]

You look f***ed up.

[Whispering]

At least I can walk.

[Chuckling]

[Door Opens]

[Door Opens]

[Door Opens]

[Door Opens, Slams]

[Beeping, Clicking]

[Wood Creaking]

- [Wood Creaking Continues]

- [Alarm Beeping Continues]

Hey, you f***in' scumbag!

I'm out here!

I said I'm out here,

you piece of sh*t!

[Hammer C*cks]

[Footsteps Approaching]

[Wind Chimes Jingling]

You know, Frank,

after I kill you...

I think I'm gonna pay a little

visit on that wife of yours.

[Creaking]

[Grunts]

[Gasps, Choking]

[Gunshot]

What did you say you were

gonna do to my wife?

What's the matter, a**hole?

Why so quiet all of a sudden?

Aaah!

[Grunting]

You f***in' dog!

[Grunts]

Ow! Ohh!

Uhh! Oh!

Jesus Christ.

You're Frank?

[Groaning]

Look at me

when I'm talkin' to you.

[Groaning Continues]

Hey!

You think you hurt me tonight,

is that it, huh?

Is that what you think,

Francis? Answer me!

Ohh! Ohh! Ohh!

F***in' prick!

Get up!

[Groaning Continues]

This how you're

gonna go out?

Francis.

Ohh!

You're not gettin' away...

'cause I know

where you're goin'.

[Panting]

F*** you.

F*** me?

I don't think so, pal.

"1922 Deadwood Drive."

That's a f***in' riot.

Deadwood Drive.

Bet you got a nice house

up there, huh, Frank?

Hmm? Can't wait to meet

your daughter. What's her name again?

Ah, it doesn't matter.

You'll never see her grow up anyways.

No more!

[Grunting]

[Groaning]

Help me, for Christ's sake.

I knew you'd do

the right thing.

[Grunting]

Come on, Francis.

You're comin' with me.

No!

Nooo!

Come on, Francis.

[Grunting]

You're on your own, pal.

[Grunts, Yelling]

[Panting, Grunting]

And don't call me Francis.

[John]

Frank!

Frank, you all right?

Where are ya?

Stay where you are!

Everything's all right!

It's over.

[Sighs]

[Dialing, Ringing]

[Operator]

9-1-1. May I help you?

Hello?

This is an emergency.

I need help. I need...

[Operator]

Sir? Are you still there?

[Panting]

Sir?

Look, my brother and my friend

are bleedin' to death upstairs.

Get down on the floor.

You're not listening to me!

Down!

I don't f***in'

believe this.

Hey, Al, he's tellin'

the truth. It's like

a battleground out here.

Come on.

Don't worry,

you're gonna be fine.

[Wheezing]

Excuse me. How is he?

He's lost a lot of blood,

but his vital signs are good.

Take it easy.

Take it easy, man.

Take it easy.

Hey, buddy, they say

you're gonna be okay.

[Gasping]

I better... I better be.

I got tickets to

the Bears game next week.

[Chuckles]

Well, you have a good time.

Wait. I got seats

on the 50 yard line.

Listen, I'm gonna be home

with Linda and the baby

watchin' the game on TV.

[Laughing Continues]

You... You're a wimp.

Hey, John.

Yeah?

Mike got you tickets

to the Bears game.

No, thanks, Frank.

[Siren Wailing]

I'm too young

for this sh*t.

I'll see you

at the hospital, bro.

Mr. Wyatt?

We found this inside.

You must've dropped it.

##[Fingers Snapping]

It's a good-lookin' family.

#Doo doo doo-doo

Doo doo doo-doo #

Mr. Wyatt, your wife's outside.

Hey, Makowski, on the double!

#Doo doo doo-doo

Doo doo doo-doo #

All right, here we go.

#Doo doo doo-doo

Doo doo doo-doo #

#Doo doo doo-doo

Doo doo doo-doo #

#Hey, yo, kids #

What's up?

#Remember when I used

to be dope #

Yeah!

#I owned a pocketful of fame #

Well, look what

you're doin' now!

#Now I know

Well, I know #

#I lost touch with reality

Now my personality is

an unwanted commodity #

Believe it!

# Can't believe I used to be

Mr. Steve Austin on the mike #

Six million ways

you used to run it!

#I guess Oscar Goldman got mad

'cause I got loose circuits #

So loose, circuits be loose.

#I be the Mother Goose with

the eggs that seem to be #

#Fallin', fallin', fallin'#

#Hey, yo, pack my bags

'cause I'm outta here #

#Mama don't love me

and my mama don't care #

#Read the papers

The headlines say #

# Washed-up rapper

got a song #

[Imitating Chicken Clucking]

#Lingo's busted

while the guitar sways #

#B side copy for the radio

plays for somethin'#

#I knew I blew

the whole fandango #

# When the drum programmer

wore a tango #

#Never could be liked

Great fish won't bite #

# They realize

that I'm over like clover #

#No good luck and so Mace

beat the f... - in' beat #

Hey!

# While the teenage

fan the heat #

#I bring it to the clues

Paid all my dues #

#So what's gone dead

Let me use my forehead #

#Easy, pack it up, man

Let me stop stallin'#

# 'Cause everything I do

is like fallin'#

#Fallin', fallin'#

You played yourself.

#Doo doo doo-doo

Doo doo doo-doo #

[Fingers Snapping]

# You played yourself #

#Doo doo doo-doo

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