Killer of Sheep

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Oh, lulla-lulla-lulla lullaby bye

do you want the stars to play with

or the moon to run away with?

they'll come if you don't cry.

So lulla-lulla-lulla lullaby bye,

In your mother's arms be sleeping.

You let anyone jump on your brother again,

And you just stand and watch,

Boy, I'll beat you to death!

I don't care who started what

or whether he was winning or losing.

Boy. you get a stick or-or-or-or-or

or a goddamned brick.

Get anything, and you knock the sh*t

Out of whoever's fighting your brother,

'Cause if anything was to happen to me or your mother,

you ain't got nobody except your brother.

and this goes for him too,

but he knows.

you're the one that keep coming up

with this off-the-wall bullshit about

"Henry started it"

Now, if the son of a b*tch is too big for you,

you come get me.

You are not a child anymore.

You soon will be a goddamned man.

NOW, START LEARNING

WHAT LIFE IS ABOUT NOW, SON.

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Paul Robeson

Oh, lulla-lulla-lulla lullaby bye

do you want the stars to play with

or the moon to run away with?

they'll come if you don't cry.

THEYLL COME:

IF YOU DON'T CRY?

STOP RIGHT HERE.

Get him, get him, get him.

get that mother.

Hey, man, quit bullshitting.

Damn!

Hey, stop!

CAN'T YOU SEE

THE MAN'S HURT?

YOU OLD POOP BUTT.

YOU ALL RIGHT?

Who hit him with that rock, man?

Let me see, man.

Aw, that doesn't hurt.

You poop butt.

Hey, man, why don't we just go to the vicksburg--

Hey, man, why don't we just go to the vicksburg club. man,

Naw, man.

on the same block as the vicksburg club,

shoot, man, my ass is hers.

THEY'D HAVE TO CALL THE

POLICE TO DRAG HER OFF ME.

Come on.

Come on, man!

Stan jr., where you going?

I'M GOING TO GET MY BB GUN

Push.

Push, you guys.

OH, MAN, DON'T WORRY

ABOUT IT.

MAN, LET'S GET ON, MAN

YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN.

MY HEART IS...?

GO OUT LIKE JOHNNY ACE.

NO, I'M NOT GONNA

KILL MYSELF.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME

YOU BEEN IN CHURCH?

I AIN'T ASHAMED OF NOTHING

I CAN'T HELP.

HEY, WHAT'S GOING ON,

KILLER?

DADDY! DADDY

I'M GOING OUT THE FRONT.

YEAH, BLACK.

ANGIE.

WHEN YOU HOLD I NEXT TO YOUR CHEEK?

NOT A DAMN THING BUT HOT AIR.

HOW WARM HER FOREHEAD GETS

SOMETIMES?

YEAH:

COUNTING SHEEP.

IF WE'S LUCKY.

THIS OLD MAN:

CAME ROLLING HOME?

YOU NEVER SMILE ANYMORE.

DON'T NOTHING EVER

MAKE YOU WANT TO SMILE?

I CAN DO THE DISHES

TOMORROW.

HEY, Y'ALL,

STOP WHISTLING.

HEY, Y'ALL, LOOK

OUT!

HEY, BOY, YOU GOT TO MOVE

BEFORE YOU GET HIT.

ALL RACES, ALL RELIGIONS,

THAT'S AMERICA TO ME?

ALL THE FRIENDS I KNEW?

ALL THE FRIENDS I KNEW?

THAT'S MY

"HOPE-TO-DIE" BUDDY.

SOMEBODY:

RECOMMENDED YOU.

THAT DON'T MAKE

NO DIFFERENCE, MAN.

MAN, I DON'T KEEP

NO GUN.

LET'S GO.

YOU AIN'T IN

THE COUNTRY OR SOMETHING

I KNOW YOU'RE NO TALKING TO ME.

HAVEN'T I TOLD YOU ABOU LISTENING TO GROWN FOLKS TALK?

WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ANOTHER

RAGGEDY ASS CAR FOR, HUH?

RIGHT ON.

HOW COME YOU'RE NO IN THE STREETS?

YOU GET YOURSELF IN LINE.

AND DON'T ROLL

YOUR EYES AT ME.

I'M SORRY.

NEED A CHECK CASHED, PLEASE.

THIS IS YOUR CHECK?

YES.

JERRY?

HELL, NO.

WHAT CAN I DO:

FOR YOU?

HMM, MAYBE.

HE TAKES CARE:

OF THE REGISTER.

MAYBE.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

ADOLF AND BOULEVARD JUMPED ON HIM

WHAT'S HAPPE NING, OLD DUDE?

ADOLF AND BOULEVARD

KICKED HIS ASS.

ADOLF.

OKAY, BABY.

BOO.

I'VE BEEN SICK.

YOU'RE GONNA FALL BEHIND

SOLITAIRE.

SUIT YOURSELF.

I TOLD YOU.

WHAT IS THIS,

A DAMN REGULAR SIDESHOW?

HOW IS MY SISTER MARRIED TO SUCH

A SILLY ASS, FOUL-MOUTHED DICK?

WHAT WOULD YOU DO?

WELL, TELL THIS N*GGER

TO SHUT UP THEN.

HEY, MAN, WHY DON'T YOU

BE COOL?

ALWAYS FEELING SORRY

FOR YOURSELF.

AND YOU'RE JUS AN ALL-DAY SUCKER, B*TCH.

AND IT BE SLICK.

YOU GOT THA:

GO ALL THE WAY DOWN.

ONE MORE?

GET IT A LITTLE HIGHER

GOT IT?

IT'LL STAY UP THERE.

IT'LL STAY ON THERE.

MAY AS WELL FORGET IT.

NOTHING WE CAN DO WITH IT.

AND SHAKE A HAND EVERY DAY?

THROW MY GODDAMN SHADES DOWN.

THROW MY GODDAMNED SHADES.

IS A ROSE.

TRUMAN DOYLE, WAIT A MINUTE.

COME ON, GENE.

SH*T ON YOU.

DON'T DO THAT.

COME ON, DOG.

KEEP RUNNING.

YOU WANT TO COME ON,

WANT TO FIGHT, THEN?

ALL RIGHT, TAKE CARE.

HEY, MAN.

SO WHAT DID:

YOU DO TODAY?

GOT TO FIND ME A JOB.

TOMORROW'S SATURDAY.

LET'S GO TO BED

CATCH A RAT, CA

THAT AIN'T RIGHT.

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO

ABOUT IT NOW?

OH, HERE, TAKE THIS.

THANKS.

I'LL PAY YOU BACK.

NO, THANK YOU.

AND SEE WHAT MY GUES TS ARE DOING.

slam!

GET IN THE GAME, MAN?

BACK 'EM UP NINE, YEAH.

THAT LOOKS LIKE A BIRDCAGE.

FIRE TO HER JIBS!

MAN, WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

GENES GONNA DRIVE ME

TILL I SWEAR.

THATS A LONG SHOT.

LOOK, LOOK, LOOK.

AW, SH*T.

I AIN'T GOT NO SPARE.

WE'LL RIDE BACK

ON THE RIM.

I'M GONNA KILL THAT BOY.

AND THE ROOF:

STILL NEEDS FIXING.

WHY, IT'S THE DEVIL

BEATING HIS WIFE.

IS THAT ALL I GET?

HMM.

STAN JR.?

STAN JR.!

YOU KNOW YOU HEAR ME

CALLING YOU, BOY!

I KNOW THAT BOY HEARD ME

CALLING HIM.

OH, GIRL.

LOOK WHO'S VISITING.

BUT I SEE HE'S DROPPING BOMBS

ON OCCASION, I GUESS.

BE SO BITTER AFTER ALL

GOING HOME:

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