King of the Avenue Page #4

So l take it you're here

for the same deal l

gave Dooney Jr.

Yeah. The deal

that was supposed

to be mine.

l don't trust him.

Hector, what's up

with your boy?

Dooney was gonna

get him tickets

for a game.

Well, tell him

l'll give him

season tickets

if he just

shuts the

f*** up, alright?

Taz -don't

Hector. l'm here

to do business.

The deal's yours.

Good.

Good.

We'll be

in touch.

Look, you taco

eating mother f***ers

Wouldn't that be

chicken eating mother f***er?

Well, l guess we all

gonna be some chicken

taco eatin' mother f***ers.

The old

deal is off.

The new deal

is 10% less.

Dooney Jr. and all

the crew's gone,

we gonna be moving

making a lot

more money.

So pony up,

mother f***ers.

Hi, guys.

Your order, please.

l guess

we'll be having

chicken tacos.

Okay.

What the f***?

Who is it?

lt's me, boy.

Come on, Pop,

use your key.

Well I'll

be calling

your ass.

lt's about Taz.

Baby. Go take

a shower.

Police have few leads,

but the question in

everyone's mind is

vigilante justice

or the biggest turf

war in decades?

Where's Taz?

l talked to two

of the other bosses.

And they say that Taz

is the new king of

the avenue.

ln one night?

Hold up, Pop.

They're saying

Taz did all this?

I, like this they ain't

speakin' all of it.

but he's now

the f***ing

top dog.

Who the

top crew?

Holy sh*t! He

f***ing did it!

We top crew?

l gotta get dressed.

l gotta find Taz.

Good. 'Cause

l'm going with

your ass.

Let me go

throw some

clothes on.

My boy.

What's up?

You the man,

How you

pull that off?

l'll fill

you in later,

all right?

Hey, Scooter.

Taz.

So, uh, l

gotta leave for

a little while.

l need you to run ship

while l'm gone, okay?

Done deal.

Son, l gotta talk

to Taz for a minute.

About what?

Well, get your

ass in the car.

Hey, Cal,

give us a

minute, alright?

Alright.

Alright.

We top crew.

What's up?

Did you

do this?

l did what l had

to do to protect

my family?

l know.

Now look.

l need a job.

Done.

Taz.

My son, Cal,

he's all l got.

l do whatever

l gotta do

to make sure

that he's safe.

l didn't want

this life for

him, man.

But you know,

kids see everything.

Even though we think

they're not paying attention,

they are.

Shame on us

for that.

We tried to

make you tough.

l mean, we used to say

''We ain't raisin'

no punks''

and with that, we gave

our kids a front

row seat

to our

world of death

and destruction.

And all

I can ask

of you is

if you need

some bad sh*t

to be handled

let me

do it, man.

This boy

Ioves you, man.

And he

Ioves his life,

and he ain't about

to walk away, man.

l'm gonna make

damn sho that

he's gonna be safe.

Okay.

Promise me.

l promise.

Now you go home,

take your ass to bed,

get some rest 'cause

you look like sh*t

on a stick.

Boss man.

The demon told me

to go home for 30 days

to let everything

cool down,

l told Cal the things

l wanted him to do

and that I was

gonna be out of

sight for a month,

He didn't

understand why but

but Cal was

my best friend,

my absolute soldier,

He didn't question too

much of what l said,

He just did it.

Wow.

Baby. l'm sorry

l passed out

Iast night

without saying anything.

Well, no.

You came in

on Thursday night,

passed out and

didn't say anything.

lt's now

Saturday morning.

No sh*t.

Yeah, no sh*t.

l just figured you were

still upset about

your father.

What do you mean?

About your

father's remains.

How'd you

know about that?

Taz, l'm the one

that told you.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

ls everything okay?

Everything's fine.

Could we just

not talk

about it right

now, please?

Yeah.

Sure.

Gonna take

a shower.

Throw the

ball, Dad.

Ah, those 30 days

were the best 30

days of my life,

Being the king was what

l thought l always

wanted to be,

And now that

I had it,

I'd have gladly

given it all away

just to relive

those 30 days,

How long are you

gonna be gone, Dad?

Just a couple of days

and l'll be back

to my normal schedule.

But l don't

want you to go.

Stop crying, Norman.

Hey, l said stop

crying! l ain't

raisin' no punk.

Daddy?

l won't be

a punk anymore.

ls Norman sleeping?

Yeah.

What's the matter?

He was crying

'cause he didn't

want me to leave.

l told him l wasn't

raisin' no punk.

Taz!

That's what my dad

used to say to me.

He knows you

didn't mean it.

Hey

Can l enjoy

a glass of wine

with my husband

before he leaves?

Norman's gonna

be fine.

He's strong.

Just like

his daddy.

Cheers.

We made

more money

in one month

than we have

in the past

six months.

The sh*t with the Mexicans

is gonna set us forever.

Everyone is scared of us.

We're a f***in' powerhouse.

Pops even said

he ain't seen a

king more powerful.

You the sh*t, Taz,

and everyone

knows it.

What the f***'s

wrong with you?

You ain't said two

words since you

got in the car.

You wanna get

married, man?

Have some kids?

Where the f***

did that come from?

Man, don't waste

that sh*t on me.

l mean, that's cool

for you 'cause you

the boss man.

But me?

l'm a rider.

You and Pops,

the only family

l want.

That's it.

After that,

l don't give

a f***.

Change this

radio station.

Let's put on some

white boy music.

Why you always gotta

go playing that white

boy sh*t, man?

Hip hop's

where it's

at, dawg.

Hip-hop's dead.

Stanley wants to

meet us here?

Yeah, he asked

for a meeting

with the king.

lt's like

being the mayor.

You gotta shake

some hands, kiss

some babies.

Surprise!

What's this?

Everyone's here

to show you respect.

Welcome you

as the new boss man.

l love

you, mother f***er.

We made it.

Taz. l've been in

the game a long time.

l'm gonna tell you

it ain't never

been this good.

Appreciate it.

Thank you. We

appreciate it too.

Of course.

Congrats.

Now let's go party

with these ladies.

Dude, for real.

You know

what l mean?

Watch out.

What the f***

you say to me?

You heard what l said.

Get the f*** out

of my way.

F*** you, n*gger.

What you wanna do?

Wanna die?

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Relax.

Hey, man.

Who are you?

Who are you with?

You don't know

who l am, man?

They call me

Homicidal, boss man.

And if he with you,

then l apologize.

Well, he

is. Relax.

Then l apologize, man,

for that reason.

For that reason only,

believe that.

Keep smiling.

B*tch.

We gonna

talk later.

We got

your b*tch-ass.

What's wrong with you?

Let that sh*t go.

F*** that n*gger.

You see gangsters?

Gangsters?

They go to jail.

Time of the street thug?

That sh*t's over. Done.

You will never ever

see anyone from

my crew

wearing saggy pants

and the oversized shirt.

The only thing

missing are

floppy shoes

and the red noses,

f***ing clowns,

See, this is a

business. Alright?

Like the military uses

camouflage to blend into

their surroundings?

Our camouflage are suits,

conducting ourselves

like gentlemen.

Keeping the violence to

an absolute minimum, Cal.

l'm watching

you, homey.

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