Leprechaun: Back 2 tha Hood Page #4

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- Where's the gold?

- Huh?

Oh sh*t!

Sh*t.

Come to bed, my sweet.

- I don't have your gold.

- Oh, I know that.

I'm not here for me gold.

I'll catch that thief soon enough.

What do you want?

Revenge.

An eye for an eye, me dear.

(yells)

(thuds)

Come on, baby.

Come on.

Ow!

Rory, where the hell

you run off to?

You better call me back!

I'm not playing with you.

Call me back!

- F***.

- (door opens)

Hello, dear.

F*** you get in here,

you crazy-looking motherf***er?

That gold didn't even belong

to the one you stole it from.

Listen, don't hurt me.

I didn't have nothing to do with this.

Waah!

Leprechaun.

(laughs)

Goddamn crackers.

Always breaking into niggas' houses.

(screams)

(screaming)

You have such a nice smile.

Say "Ah."

- (cracks)

- (screams)

Pull over right now!

Rory, come on, pull over!

What?

Emily, we don't have time

for this sh*t.

Why should I trust you?

Everybody was right about you.

You are no good.

You're right.

I ain't no good.

But I'm trying, Em.

I'm trying to do the right thing.

Hit it.

Take the alley and cut him off.

(siren blares)

- Where you going in such a hurry, boy?

- We're being followed.

- You shut your trap.

- What you got in that box?

- Nothing.

- It's my dirty laundry.

Just give us a ticket

and let us go.

Hey! Hey!

- Here.

- Let her go!

What the f*** are you?

- Little early for Halloween, ain't we?

- They have me gold.

Oh, it's your gold?

Of course, you're a leprechaun.

- So we'll just hand it over to you.

- I'd appreciate it.

Why don't you go home

to your momma?

What did you say

about me mother?

You want some more?

(screams)

Come on!

(screams)

Give... that... back!

(Leprechaun laughs)

- Sh*t!

- (Emily screams)

Sh*t!

(shotgun blast)

Come on!

(engine starts)

Watch out, kiddies,

revenge will be mine tonight!

Oh, bloody hell.

- Emily:
Jamie!

- (knocking on door)

- We don't want none!

- (knocking)

Man! Damn!

Hold on!

What's up, dawg?

Y'all want some smoke-smoke?

- We gotta get rid of this gold now.

- We have to go.

- Why?

- We're getting chased by a leprechaun.

You can't be smoking

your own sh*t.

That's the first thing

they teach you, ninja.

- Ninja?

- Don't ask. Come on, let's go.

Hey, big spender.

How's the business treating you?

F*** you got here?

Holy sh*t!

You slick motherf***er.

No wonder you be acting

like a f***ing pimp.

- We're cool, right? You got the gold.

- No, motherf***er, we ain't cool.

Sh*t.

- (siren wailing)

- Yo, Watson, we're done.

The police, nigga.

- Damn!

- Ew, man, that's nasty!

- (laughs)

- Who the f*** is that?!

- Shoot that little freak for real.

- Shut the f*** up!

Hello, lads.

I think you got

something of mine.

What the f*** you want, you little

Lucky-Charm-looking motherf***er?

You have stolen

what's been stolen from me.

- (cell phone rings)

- Hold on. Hold on.

Yeah?

Hey, hey, baby.

How you doing?

No, I can't get

into that right now.

No, baby, I ain't with nobody.

I'm with you and only you, baby.

I know. Look, baby, I can't.

I got a problem.

A small motherfucking problem.

- Why don't you call a brother back?

- Okay. Well, I love you.

Me too, baby.

Me too.

You were saying,

little motherf***er?

You have stolen

what's been stolen from me.

Now be a good lad.

Give it back.

Oh, the gold is yours?

Of course...

a f***ing leprechaun.

And you...

you want the gold back?

- Aye.

- Hold on, let me get that for you.

Yeah.

(laughing)

Oh sh*t!

Come on, motherf***er, get up!

Come on!

- You hit like a wee lass.

- Yeah?

- Okay, motherf***er.

- Come on.

"Wee lass"? We class, motherf***er.

We start this class, b*tch.

Welcome to the hood, baby.

Come on, man, Watson!

F*** that nigga up, man!

Hit him!

- Come on.

- Oh, getting tired, are we?

Watson!

Motherf***er!

Damn, Watson!

F***, man!

What the...

- What's up, ninjas?

- What the f***?!

Kill this motherf***er!

Rory, jump in!

- Let's get out of here.

- You said it.

Yeah.

- (screaming)

- Oh sh*t!

(cell phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Woman:
Who the f*** are you?

- Where's Watson?

- Watson?

- Uh-huh.

- No, he's unavailable. Sorry.

You one of his boys...

better than one of those skanks.

- What you look like?

- What do I look like?

- Uh-huh.

- Well, I've got red hair...

Mmmm.

...and a nice smile.

- That sounds good.

- I'm a pretty sharp dresser.

- Okay.

Do you work out?

You got a good body?

Yeah,

- I think I got a good body.

- Mmmm!

- How tall are you, sweet pea?

- How tall am I?

Uh-huh.

- About 3' 6".

- 3'6"?!

But I make up for it

in other areas...

if you know what I mean.

Yeah.

- (dial tone)

- Hello?

Hello?

Ohhh.

Why are we stopping?

Man, it's all done, man!

Ain't nothing we can do!

He's gonna f***ing kill us all, man!

- Just like he tore apart Lisa.

- Just chill out, all right?

This is your fault, man!

I ain't keeping quiet no more.

You better

slow your f***ing roll...

- Get out of my face, Rory!

- Get out your face?!

What you put your hands on me for?

You f***ing crazy?!

Stop it!

You said weren't gonna hurt me!

You said you were my friend.

You supposed to look out for me!

It ain't my fault I'm scared.

Just don't hit me no more.

- He started this sh*t!

- You started it.

Both of you shut the f*** up!

That thing is gonna kill all of us

if we don't get our sh*t together.

The only way

we can survive this is together,

so stop acting like a bunch

of momma's boys!

My bad, man.

We cool?

Yeah, we cool, man.

So what are we supposed

to do now?

No more running.

So we just sit here

and wait for him to kill us?

No.

We gotta kill him first.

How?!

Bullets don't do sh*t,

neither does getting

squashed by a two-ton car.

- How do we kill him?

- I don't know.

But I know

just the person to ask.

- We need to talk.

- What about my dead wife?

She'll still be dead tomorrow.

Come on, let's go.

- Get off me!

- Come on, man, let's go!

Did you heed my warning?

Of course not.

No one ever does

once they have the gold.

And now you have

his wrath upon you.

- How do we stop him?

- Why should I help you?

How about that?

These creatures,

the Leg're Ghaun,

they were guardians

from the Dark Ages.

They were protectors

of the king's fortune.

Born of earth magic,

they would retrieve the king's gold

and punish anyone who'd steal it.

But after the king died,

they were all whisked away

back into the earth.

Except for one.

He stayed in this mortal world

and became twisted and evil.

How do we kill

this little motherf***er?

This creature's only weaknesses

are two things:

His gold

and the four-leaf clover.

A four-leaf clover?

Where the hell

are we gonna get

a four-leaf clover in the hood?

Come on, man, this ain't not time

to be lighting up!

Told you. Clovers.

My ninja.

How do we use this

to kill the leprechaun?

- What about a crucifix?

- This creature predates Christianity.

What about garlic?

Will that work?

If he's hungry.

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