Kings Page #6

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Now sit. Sit down. Sit down.

- My babies.

- Sit down. It's okay.

Here, here, here.

[kids crying]

If that's what you are saying,

let me tell you,

you're f***ing crazy.

Now keep really still.

'Cause I've never done

this before.

- Oh, God. Jesus.

- On three, right?

Oh! Ha ha! First time!

- I need a beer.

- Thank you.

I gotta find my boys.

All right.

I gotta find my car keys.

I gotta find my boys.

Where are my keys?

[door shuts]

And as God is my judge, I promise you.

This will be the end for you,

of the bacon double cheese burger,

the flamed grill chicken burger,

the big fish, the bacon king,

the whopper, the bacon king

and the cheese whopper.

Now it's your circus.

But if you burn down this Burger King, we

will never ever rebuild another restaurant

in your neighborhood again. So, you could

say goodbye to our chicken nuggets,

buffalo ranch, honey mustard

and barbecue dipping sauce.

To the hand-spun strawberry

shake, the vanilla soft serve,

the choco chip cookies.

You will have to consider

being done with a hot

caramel Sunday,

the strawberry and chocolate

Sunday forever.

Free food!

Where's the f***ing hospital?

[melancholic music playing]

[Nicole] Hey, excuse me.

How do you get to the hospital?

Get back on Hoover.

South on Hoover.

- [Nicole] Where is Hoover?

- Take a left.

[Jessie] Please, open

your eyes. William!

[Nicole] William.

[melancholic music playing]

- I can't feel his heart?

- What?

- I can't...

- What?

I can't feel his heart.

Drive. Drive somewhere.

[melancholic music playing]

- [kids cheering]

- [melancholic music playing]

- [kids cheering]

- [melancholic music playing]

[man on TV] ...two motorists that wandered

into this area both driving front,

ripped out

of their automobiles,

beaten unconscious,

then their pockets picked,

when they stood up to try to...

When they, covered in blood,

tried to get out of the area, they

were beaten back to the ground.

No LAPD officers

were stationed. They were...

LAPD has been ordered

out of this area.

Also the liquor store, Tom's liquor

store here at Normandie and Florence,

was fully gutted. People going

inside with empty hands

and coming out with...

[tires screeching]

[man on TV] It was almost

as if the owner of the shop...

[car honking]

[car honking]

- Did they come back yet?

- No.

They're nowhere.

I looked

all over the goddamn city.

They're here. They're here!

They're here!

You have seen anything

like this in America?

[kids shouting]

Look at my shoes.

- And how long do you think this will go on?

- Till jury changes its mind.

There you have it.

Elena, live from Los Angeles.

Jesus, Millie.

Are you okay, Momma?

[on TV] Yeah, I'm going to sell

these and make some money.

Peaches, can you get your mommy

a glass of water?

[Millie] Oh, my God.

[gun shot fired]

Stop! Stop! Stop!

- There! Right there!

- Where? Where?

Oh, God. They're really gonna

get it. They gonna get it.

- Boys. Boys.

- Hey.

- Get over here right now.

- This is for you, Millie.

Ruben, get over here.

[Millie] You know better,

breaking into somebody's shop.

What is wrong with you?

Get over here! Ruben!

You are stealing things

from others' store?

- Really? Of all the things you can steal...

- Hold it there, goddamn it!

Hold it right there. Turn around,

put your hands behind your head.

- No, no, we came down here.

- No, these are our boys.

[Millie] Because I saw

them doing it.

Now listen to me.

I'm telling you to do something.

- I'm giving you an order.

- [Millie and Obie mumbling]

What is that?

What? You are out pillaging

before you rob the bank?

- Okay. Okay.

- Now I asked you to shut up.

I asked you nice to shut

the f*** up.

Okay? And now

you are under arrest.

[cop] Right here.

What?

We got an officer

needs assistance call.

- [cop 2] We're moving.

- [cop 1] No. No!

Not... No. Sh*t!

I'm not gonna let you get away with this.

You understand me?

You are exactly what I'd been fighting

my whole life, my whole f***ing life.

All right? And let me

tell you something.

I got a job.

I got a badge.

I got a uniform.

And I'm gonna put you in jail.

All right? I don't care.

No, I'm gonna put you in hell.

And you're not gonna get out.

[kid] Wait, wait. Wait a second.

[Millie] No, no, no.

Get back in the car.

[Shawnte] When are we

going home?

Well, obviously not right now.

Now get back in the car.

[Shawnte] And what are you

gonna do about it?

[Millie] Okay, look here, Tiger.

You wanna talk about

your birthday?

- No.

- Okay.

- Okay. What about Christmas?

- This is better than Christmas.

Hey!

Do what you wanna do

right now.

But when I get out

of these things,

I'm gonna come over there and I'm gonna

bite your toes off. Get in the car.

- Get in the car!

- [kids] Go. Go.

[kids] Get in the car.

Windows! Windows!

- I can't believe it.

- Do you smoke?

I can't be stuck here.

No, no, I don't smoke.

[Millie] Let me see I can...

Hey, hey, stop, stop.

- Stop it. Oh, God.

- F*** you!

- Oh, God.

- F*** you!

[Nicole crying]

Come on.

- Okay.

- Okay, let me turn it.

- Yeah.

- All right.

[both grunting]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Well, was that you?

I thought it was me.

I thought I'd just peed myself.

It's okay. It's okay.

[Jessie] It's only a scratch.

He's just bleeding a little.

He'll be all right.

Hey.

Hey. Please.

Please come back.

William.

William, please come back.

I'm gonna need your pants.

- What?

- Strip, baby.

You can keep your panties on

but I'm gonna need your pants.

- [Obie] One more time.

- All right. Here you go.

[Millie] Okay.

- Coming down, coming down.

- Okay.

Jesus.

[Millie] Oh, God.

He looking at me? Sh*t.

[Obie] I got it.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

- [Millie] Yes! Okay.

- Yes!

- [Millie] Slowly.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Yes.

- Yes!

- Yes!

[soulful music playing]

[man on radio] ...anticipated

curfew put into effect

until tomorrow night.

[soulful music playing]

There you go.

[Obie panting and gasping]

[Obie grunting] Oh, God.

- [Obie] Hold on.

- You're doing good.

- [Millie] Good.

- Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Come on.

[man on radio] Additionally, we've

made available some 2000...

national guardsmen,

they are gonna standby...

[Millie] Come over. Come over.

[Millie] Stop, stop, stop!

Hey!

Stop!

[Obie] No!

Are you okay? Are you okay?

[Shawnte] We're fine.

We're okay.

[lamp post creaking]

[Obie grunting]

Oh. Oh, God. Oh.

- [Millie] You okay?

- Yeah. It hurt real.

That hurt everywhere.

[Millie] We did it.

Don't move.

Stay right there.

[Millie] Okay...

[soulful music playing]

Any lamp post

that gives you any trouble,

I'm gonna knock him out.

[cartoon running on TV]

Hi, Jessie.

Hi, Peaches.

How are you?

You know what?

Shawnte and the boys

were on television

and I got to play

with my Barbies all night.

Are you all right?

[Jessie crying]

Yeah.

Where's Millie?

She's out

looking for all of you.

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