King's Ransom Page #3
Thank you.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You know what?
There's a spot for me
in King Enterprises.
lt's OK. There's a spot for me
in King Enterprises.
High--highly motivated,
grab life by the horns.
Just like you did. That's me.
And l have vocational skills
that could benefit you greatly.
You know, son,
they say you can tell...
everything about a man
by the shoes that he wears...
And your shoes suck.
And this right here...
is the closest that
you'll ever be to $15 million.
Now, that was funny.
Yes, it was.
Ha ha ha ha!
Where you going? Hey. Ho.
What?
May l help you?
Yes, l hope you can.
l was wondering...
how much you could give me
for all these tools.
l give you 200 for everything.
Oh. ls there any way
you can go a little higher?
l'm--l'm kind of in a jam.
So, you pretty desperate?
l am so desperate.
-You just said 200.
No, l didn't.
Give me the hundred.
Billionaire Andrew Ross...
said good-bye
to solid ground today...
when his hot-air balloon
took off for the Arctic Circle.
Amy Russell
has footage at 10:00.
And now the winning numbers...
Shh. She's about
to pick the numbers.
Gambling is sinful, ladies.
Get your tickets ready.
Ooh, ooh, here it is, baby.
lt's number time.
Tonight's winning
lottery numbers are...
Three...
-Three.
-Seven...
-Seven.
-Eleven...
-Eleven.
-Nineteen...
-Twenty-two...
-Twenty-two.
And forty-one.
Hope this was your lucky night.
No!
And this just in.
Finally, a happy ending
to the kidnapping saga...
of little Mark Wilson.
He was safely returned
to his parents...
Oh, shut up.
After they conceded
to the kidnappers' demands...
and paid
a $5-million ransom.
Still, the kidnappers
remain at large...
and authorities have few leads.
You know, Bill,
that's a lot of money.
Huh. Damn right, it is.
That's it. That's it.
l know what we're gonna do.
l know what we're gonna do.
l know what we're gonna do.
Oh! Oh!
l want you to kidnap him.
K-k-kidnapping?
That's right.
l want you to kidnap his ass.
But why would you
kidnap yourself?
To keep Renee
from getting my money.
Just in case
this divorce settlement...
does not work out in my favor...
l want to make sure
that l get some money.
And you know
what the best part is?
-What?
-l won't be in any real danger.
-You want to know why?
-Why?
Because l'm gonna hire
the man to kidnap me myself.
Oh. Ooh, Malcolm,
you're a genius.
Have you lost your mind?
-No.
-Angela Drake...
Someone has got to teach
Malcolm King a lesson.
l mean, he can't keep
treating people like dirt.
ln fact,
we'll do it tomorrow night.
T-t-t...
Yes, yes, yes.
Tomorrow night at the party.
Damn.
There'll be witnesses there.
But what if they see
everything?
That way, it will look real.
Oh. l think l got it.
l'm gonna draw you
some pictures.
What if you get caught?
Caught?
We're not getting caught.
kidnapped this little boy...
didn't get caught,
and l don't think any of them...
had a master's degree
from Harvard.
Yeah, well, mayb--
Wait.
l thought you went to Yale.
l did undergrad at Yale.
Do you know how humiliated
my parents would be...
if l was implicated in
a kidnapping?
-Exactly.
l'd be like Patty Hearst,
but with way better hair.
Yes. Now you're talking.
You two are seriously talking
about kidnapping someone?
-We'll tape his mouth.
-No.
Malcolm King can't talk.
We'll tie him up.
We'll tie his hands,
we'll tie his feet...
and we'll jiggle him.
We'll just shake
all that blubber...
and we'll just make him beg.
Tomorrow...
Malcolm King...
is getting kidnapped.
Capisce?
l'll see you tomorrow night,
Malcolm King.
Ha ha ha! Fun.
Oh! Aah!
Malcolm, baby, come to bed.
Uh-uh. Not right now, baby.
l'm almost finished.
l'm almost finished.
Ah. Not for nothing, baby...
this has got to be
the best kidnapping plan ever.
Hmm. Look at this.
l'll be last seen
at around 11 :
00 P.M., right?Mmm.
OK, l'll be back
in a minute. Ha ha ha!
Oh, and then l'm grabbed
outside the benefit at 11 :00.
Look, you see that? Boom, right?
And then l'm taken
to the secret location.
Now, just to throw people off...
a ransom note will be sent
to my gold-digging wife...
demanding $10 million
for my safe return.
Uh-huh. And it's gonna contain
all the usual stuff.
You know,
don't contact the police...
or the media--
blah, blah, blah--
because if you do,
we're gonna kill him.
Hmm. Yes. Now look at Renee.
When she hears this...
she probably
gonna start celebrating.
Then she'll remember
that l cut her out of my will.
Ooh!
And then it sinks in.
No Malcolm, no money.
-Ha ha!
-Wow.
So now she has
to call the only person...
that has access to my money.
Bam! Miss Gladys.
And you know Miss Gladys
would never let...
a hair on my pretty little
head be harmed. Ha ha!
So, Miss Gladys makes the drop.
Ooh. Ooh. Hmm.
This is my favorite part, baby.
Renee--how she lives afterwards.
She slides into
a soul-deadening spiral...
into the bottom of
the deep bowels of the earth.
Look, and then
she livin' in Tent City...
by the freeway in L.A.
by the Staples Center.
That's her living in a tent.
Look at her.
Look at her, look at her.
Look at her.
lt's flawless, baby.
lt's--it's amazing.
-Except...
-Except what?
Except...
l need somebody to actually
grab me outside of the benefit.
Somebody that the police
Mmm.
A disposable dumb-ass
to take the dive.
But who?
What about my brother?
Huh?
l'm picking him up tomorrow.
He could use the work.
He's had trouble
holding down jobs in the past.
Heh. Your brother.
What's he like?
Oh, he's--he's super-smart.
He's a real sweetheart.
Everyone loves him.
Heh.
Ahh.
Oh! Guess what?
l got a way
you can make some big money...
but it's a top-secret plan...
which means
you can't tell anyone.
So, it's too bad
your Mercedes got stolen...
and we had
to take a cab tonight.
l know, right?
Thanks for paying for it.
Appreciate that.
Look, when
we're in this party...
a lot of people in there
gonna be calling me Andre...
and that's because, you know...
l tell my employees,
''Call me Andre.''
l don't like my employees
calling me Malcolm.
l understand.
You can't let your employees
get too familiar.
-You are so smart.
-Thank you very much.
-Andre, hi.
-Hi. Hi.
-Hi.
-Hi.
Well, do you remember what
we talked about earlier?
Hell, yeah.
Oh, good. Well, l know
we already set up a time...
but l was hoping we could do it
a little bit sooner.
You just tell me when,
and l'll be ready.
Oh! l love him!
Yeah.
l guess l'll see you then.
-Yeah.
-Thank you.
You're so welcome.
-OK.
-See you later.
-Bye.
-Bye.
Over here, baby.
Damn.
Ohh.
Ahem.
Hello?
Malcolm.
Malcolm! What's your problem?
You disrespect me like that,
staring at her booty?
l'm standing right beside you.
How could you do that?
Why you trippin'?
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