Meet the Blacks Page #5

F*** this sh*t.

I ain't with this.

They're ready

to kill all the blacks.

They are purging

for blacks!

- They want the niggas!

- Shut up!

Carl, we need to get everybody

in the car right now...

and drive out of this crazy

neighborhood right now!

Listen, listen, listen.

Listen, everybody.

Listen, all right?

Now, we're gonna go

to the panic room.

Relax.

It's the purge...

but it ain't for us, okay?

- Okay.

- All right, come on, let's go.

Let's move.

Let's go.

I thought we weren't allowed

to go out there!

We gotta go!

Thanks.

Does asbestos

smell like weed?

'Cause if so,

I smell it.

Shut up.

Nothing.

You see anything?

Do you see anybody?

- No.

- All right, then.

- What does this button do?

- Stop touching stuff, Junior.

What? I didn't even

do anything!

Ever since Mom died,

I can't do anything right.

- Carl's Jr.

- No.

Dad...

that was

really messed up.

You know what?

I'm going to my room.

And don't anyone

come and check on me, okay?

Not tonight.

They acting like

Will Smith's kids now.

Carl, is she hiding something?

- She's spoiled.

- I know.

All right, I'm gonna

go check on them.

I'll leave you alone.

Carl's Jr!

Are we in a scene

of Diff'renz' Strokes?

'Cause that's what

it feels right now.

You Mr. Drummond now.

Cuz, just relax, cuz.

They all know you got

a lot of stuff on your mind.

But you know

what'll ease that?

Smoke a little ganja.

I got ya.

I'm gonna roll up.

Freezee!

You're hot, nigga.

- Not if I kill 'em first.

Who that?

What?

You gotta go.

Who is it?

- Lorena.

- Oh, sh*t.

My dick hard.

Let me just finish real quick.

Go in my bathroom.

Coming!

- What do you want?

- Well, I wanna talk to you.

- Are you coming in my room now?

- Yeah.

- What are you doing?

- What's going on?

- Okay...

- What are you doing?

What do you want?

I don't want anything.

I just...

Allie, listen.

I just wanted

to come talk to you...

because I am really

not happy...

with all this fighting

that's going on between us.

I know I'm not your mother.

- I don't want you to be my mother.

- Trust me, I'm not.

And I will never

be your mother...

but I want us to at least

try and be friends.

I don't like all this fighting

that's going on.

It's...

It's uncomfortable.

- Okay.

- Okay, good.

Look, I brought you

a little gift...

a little peace offering.

You brought me something?

My mom gave it to me.

Oh, 'cause you don't got

no money.

It's a necklace

of the Virgin Mary...

and now I'm giving it to you

to protect you tonight...

for this so-called Purge.

- Thanks.

- You like it?

Yeah.

Okay, how about

a thank-you hug?

- Okay.

- Okay, come here.

It's a hug, Allie.

God!

Okay-

- Okay, goodbye.

- All right.

Bye!

Thank you. Bye.

I'm gonna go talk

to your brother.

All right. Okay.

What are you doing?

- I'm coming!

- What are you doing?

Look at how you live.

Oh, my God!

Yo, man.

It's never

f***ing enough.

Man, it's hard trying

to please this girl...

my family, my cousin,

my friends.

I'll tell you right now...

I ain't one of them

'cause I'm proud of you, cuz.

- Yeah?

- With the Wings and Things sh*t, man.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Sh*t, when I was locked up, cuz...

the only thing I could think about

was getting out of Chicago...

and look at us now.

Beverly Hills!

Nigga, we made it.

You got

all types of sh*t.

Look at all these lions,

tigers, and bears, oh, my!

- Yeah.

- For real, nigga...

like, are we on "Animal Planet"

in this motherf***er?

You ever watch that channel?

Them motherfuckers be--

You killed

all this yourself?

You're doing your thing, man,

but for real, cuz...

I'm telling you, man, like...

you got me out

of this sh*t.

Like, when I grew up,

only thing, you know...

all I've been doing

was robbing, stealing, cheating.

Now I ain't gotta do none

of that sh*t no more.

And I know,I know your family tripping

off me and everything...

but let me tell you something.

They'll get over it.

The best thing about it...

we 3,000 miles away

in Beverly Hills...

from Key Flo's crazy ass.

I do not wanna be

around that nigga.

- That nigga is--

- Excuse me. Back up.

Key Flo's out?

Yeah, you ain't know that?

I thought he had

about five or six years.

Nope, that nigga's

good and out now.

He killing

all the witnesses now.

For real, like,

he is killing them.

But the crazy part about it...

is the police

never found the money...

or they didn't find

the weed.

He killed

all the witnesses.

Killed them all, man.

You remember that grandma

that told on him?

B*tch dead.

Then he killed

this preacher.

This preacher was sitting there

riding on a bicycle.

- He shot her 72 times.

- All right, shut the f*** up, man!

I'm trying

to tell you a story.

F*** Key Flo!

All right?

Why?

You nervous?

You you should know--

Weren't you with him

the day...

the day he got locked up?

You was with him, right?

'Cause you were doing

some installation on--

No!

I'm just saying,

I mean...

you're good, though.

We're out here

in Beverly Hills.

Ain't nobody

gonna f*** with us.

You act like you're with him

or something.

Look, I feel,

I feel Key Flo...

'cause if that was my sh*t...

nigga's gotta die.

D-E-D.

Die. Dead.

Finito.

Killing everything.

Women, kids, grandma.

Lions, tigers, all this sh*t.

Nigga gotta die.

Nigga's got--

It's karma, bro.

If you're gonna take

something from somebody...

- then he's gonna--

- I gotta go.

Spit all on the weed.

Carl's Junior?

- Hey, Lorena.

- Hey.

Oh, this looks cool.

Thanks.

It's my vampire lair.

I see that.

What are you doing?

I would tell you, but I fear

the NSA will implicate you.

I completely get it.

I get it.

Are you doing okay?

Yeah, it's just that

Dad's always yelling at me.

- And he just makes me mad sometimes.

- You wanna talk about it?

You don't have

to be nice to me.

What do you mean

"have to"?

I know I'm a weirdo.

My real mom could barely stand

to be around me.

She have birth to me.

All you did was marry my dad.

Okay, listen.

Your mom loved you.

I promise you

she loved you.

And I,

believe it or not...

can totally stand

to be around you.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Well, most of the time.

- Thanks, Lorena.

- All right, listen.

We have a deal, okay?

You don't hide anymore.

We're gonna stick together.

We're gonna be

a team, okay?

- Okay.

- All right.

Oh, my God!

Where's my lighter at?

- Hey.

- You got another one of these?

This motherf***er here

don't seem like it wants to work.

Where'd you get that at?

Where'd I get it from?

Yeah, where'd you get

my sh*t at?

Nigga, I see you have

a whole life's supply of this sh*t...

so I figured

I'd help myself, cuz.

What the f***

you talking about?

Oh, God.

No.

What was that?

- What was that?

- I don't know.

Where's the money at?

Is that my dad?

Let's go see

what your crazy father's doing...

- with Cronut.

- Cronut.

'Cause I didn't know if the Purge

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