Leprechaun: Back 2 tha Hood Page #3

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- We need more black people like you.

(hip-hop music continuing)

What's up, girl?

Huh-uh, he did not just

walk up in here with that skeez.

(bubbling)

(knocking)

Oh, this is some good sh*t!

Oh no.

Yo, what's up, little man?

How you living, dawg?

You want some?

You want a hit, man?

Yeah, I haven't smoked

a good pipe in a long time.

Keep going, keep going.

Keep going. Let go. Let go.

- Yeah, yeah.

- (laughs)

- You like that, huh?

- That's good sh*t.

Nigga, it come

straight from Korea.

This ain't gonna stunt

your growth or anything, is it?

(coughs, laughs)

Yeah, you my nigga, man.

I like you, dude.

I like you a lot, man.

You know what I'm saying?

Just smoking out...

I'll go get you some more, dude.

Don't be stingy

on the sh*t, though.

(thuds)

(both laugh)

Oh, small man, you cool.

Oh, man.

Where'd you get that?

Oh hey, man, you don't even need

to worry about that, little man.

We just here to smoke, all right?

You know.

That's me gold.

Now give it back.

There's a good boy.

I'm gonna get you high, and you have

the nerve to ask me for my money?

Man, f*** you. You don't get...

Man, f*** you.

I'll hit a midget, man.

Get the f*** out of here,

you hallucinating motherf***er.

What? What?

You gonna get in my face?

Man, give me

my bong back, b*tch.

(groans)

Damn.

Aw, man.

Thanks for the smoke.

(grunts)

Hmm?

Yeah.

Man, who the f***

just took my sh*t?

Man, you niggas are crazy!

Can't a motherf***er enjoy a smoke

in his own goddamn house,

without somebody

stealing his sh*t?! Motherfuckers.

(laughs)

(laughs)

(music continuing)

That girl should be ashamed.

(screams)

So you ain't got no beef

with nobody on the street, huh?

You think this might've

been Watson's gang?

No, man. I told you,

I squared everything.

What about all the ganja

you guys were smoking?

Ganja?

What ganja?

Oh, man.

My mom's l-talian.

She like a lot of oregano

with her lasagna.

If you know anything,

now is the time to speak up.

- I told you everything.

- We don't know anything else.

- Don't bullshit me!

- Hold up, man.

You've been making a lot

of moves on the street

in the past couple

of days, Rory.

Something tells me

you know exactly what's going on.

Look, don't trip.

We're gonna get you out.

Man, I can't be

nobody's prison b*tch.

Don't leave me in there.

I know what they do.

I can't be tossing

nobody's salad.

Knock it off.

Knock it off.

Yo, don't worry, man.

We're coming to get you.

It's going to be okay, Jamie.

It's real.

Can we speed this up, please?

Thank you.

# Ooh, that's what we yell

when that ass looking phat... #

How long this gonna take?

# Ooh, I see you eyein' me,

come and yell back now #

# This cool cat right here

got the thing to relax us #

# These niggas trying to claim me,

and it's not for taxes #

# Black, black, black magic #

# Give it to him,

become an addict #

# One dose,

a coma, tragic... #

(gasps)

(shrieks, laughs)

So fly.

Damn, I look good.

You see that sh*t, man?

That's a big f***ing account

he just took from us.

F*** this sh*t. I say we go ice

this motherf***er, right now.

- No, no, no.

- Why not?

He deserves better than that.

F*** you talking about?

We're gonna do this right.

It's going to be loud

and messy.

Gonna make his ass a cautionary tale

for the rest of the f***ing hood.

Hell yeah.

Don't pay to be

a nice guy, huh?

Hurry up!

This is my last day.

You can't do me like this.

What? You are still

on my clock. Got it?

It's going to take me three hours

to rub her down.

- I'm outta here.

- What?

Girl, you better get in there and rub

her down and leave her satisfied.

Now I want you to remember,

I kept your ass employed

through all your bullshit

with Rory,

when you would float your ass in here

and do nothing for an entire month.

I have no idea what kind of crazy

bullshit you're mixed up in,

but I don't like it.

The Emily I remember

always kept her word.

Oooh, that is the sh*t!

Doria needs some more

of that, honey.

I need more oil.

How much they put

in them small bottles?

- They don't come in beached-whale size.

- What?

Nothing.

I need some more oil.

Get that "Caribbean Coconut."

That sh*t is the bomb!

(flatulence)

(groans)

Hurry up!

Come start rubbing me

before I cool down.

(moans)

God!

(moaning louder)

Oooh, this is wonderful!

Work it, baby!

Ooh, work it!

Ohhh!

You got magic

in those little hands!

Yeah, I've always had

a way with the ladies.

(screaming)

(cracks)

(gasps)

(screams)

Where's me gold?!

(razor buzzing)

(groans)

Oh, there you are.

Irish eyes will soon

be smiling again.

(both laughing)

Rory, we can't spend

any more money.

It's a leprechaun and he's after us.

He wants his gold back.

He's the one who killed that guy...

that guy at the party.

What are you talking about?

Are you smoking Jamie's stash?

Girl, you need to calm down,

acting all crazy,

talking about

leprechauns and sh*t.

What's up, dawg?

We have to get Lisa.

Come on, we have to go.

- What?

- Get in the car.

- I just got here!

- Head home and I'll call you.

This doesn't concern you, all right?

Here. Take this.

Okay?

(creaking, faint thud)

(faint creak)

(sighs)

- (thud, glass clinking)

- (gasps) What?

What?

(Leprechaun grunts,

laughs)

(ringing)

Oh, come on, Em!

(ringing)

Come on!

Please! Come on!

Hello, love.

(screams)

(groans)

(doorknob rattling)

(pounding on door)

(laughing)

(screams)

Ah, into the bath, my pretty.

I like my girls nice and clean.

- Fry, you little motherf***er!

- (screaming)

(dialing)

(ringing)

Come on.

Come on.

Oh my God. Please.

- Woman:
911. What's...

- (screams)

(Emily screams)

- (phone beeping)

- (screaming continues)

Oh my God.

I can't believe she's gone.

I'm sorry, Em.

I know how much she meant to you.

Did you?

- So what's next y'all?

- We return the gold.

No, hell no. There's gotta be

another way. F*** that.

We return the gold and everything that's

left and maybe all this stuff will stop.

Everybody ante up.

- Hey, easy come, easy go.

- We're f***ed!

You did it again.

How could you spend all of it?!

What's your prob...

What the f*** is wrong

with you, woman?

Oh sh*t.

Sh*t is heavy as hell.

(gasps)

Rory:
lmpossible.

- (coins rattle)

- Holy sh*t.

What you waiting for?

(laughs)

Yo, while you're bullshitting,

I say we jump in

that motherfucking 6-4 outside

and haul ass

and don't stop till we get to Mexico.

You in, partner?

We're not spending any more gold.

We're giving it up.

That's a f***ing shame!

- I can't believe you left this up.

- Emily:
It was only four months ago.

It was a lifetime ago.

You're right, Em.

We need to give back that gold.

It's the only play.

You found it.

I knew you would.

- What is it?

- None of you are safe.

The accursed one will not stop

until he gets it back!

What are you talking about?

(screams)

(motorcycle revving)

Where's Rory?

He said he had

to get something from his bike.

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