Monster's Ball Page #2
we jump from is 12,500 feet.
Let's go.
Close 13!
...starting to feel a little cramped
by your present surroundings?
Maybe it's time to expand your horizons.
Maybe it's time to think about Re/Max.
Re/Max and associates lead
the real estate industry...
I'm gonna be right back. Stay right there.
Re/Max can help you find a new home
that meets all your needs.
While selling your current house to
someone who'll find it absolutely perfect...
If you're looking for results,
look for Re/Max.
Nobody sells more real estate.
Where's my paper and pencil?
It's my right to have my paper and pencil.
I know it.
Your paper and pencil's on the way.
I promise you this.
Hey.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Here you go, Lawrence.
Is that done?
Let's see.
Wow. That's nice. That's real nice.
I don't look this good in person.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
You're welcome.
You all right, Lawrence?
Sonny.
- Just you breathe.
- Sonny.
Sonny, sit down.
Sonny, I said sit down.
Sit down.
Come on.
Come on, Lawrence.
Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy.
Let's go. It's all right.
It's all right. Just let go. Let go.
Let go. It's all right.
Let go. Come on. Come on.
I've always believed that a portrait
captures a person
far better than a photograph.
Wait a minute.
Come here.
What the hell is this, Tyrell?
What'd I tell you about eating this sh*t?
Didn't I tell you don't be eating that sh*t?
Look at this! Look at all this fat!
This fat, fat ass!
Look at all this nasty fat! Where they at?
Look at all this candy.
You ain't gonna eat all this candy!
You crazy?
Look at this room. It's a mess.
Why is it a mess, Tyrell?
'Cause a fat little piggy lives in this room!
Get your fat ass on this scale.
Get on the scale!
What does it say? What's it say?
- 189.
- 189.
You ain't lost no weight!
Come on. Come on. Come on.
Let's go wait for your daddy to call.
It is ordered and adjudged
that the judgment pronounced and set forth
in this order sentencing
the defendant to death
in the manner and by the authorities
as provided by statute
shall be executed at this time.
Lawrence Musgrove, do you have anything
you'd like to say?
Push the button.
Hey. You know what you did?
Do you know what you did?
Are you listening to me?
Do you know what you did?
Do you know what you did?
You f***ed him up!
You f***ed up that man's last walk!
How would you like it
if somebody f***ed up your last walk?
You're like a goddamn woman.
You're like your f***ing mother!
You shouldn't have done that,
you son of a b*tch!
Get up, you f***ing p*ssy! Come here!
You are a piece of f***ing sh*t!
Do you understand me?
Hey, hey! Hold on, hold on.
Get off me!
Get your f***ing hands off me,
you f***ing n*gger!
Hank! Hank!
- Hank, this ain't you.
- This is me, Phil. This is me!
And I'm the man
who could have your goddamn job!
Don't you ever let me catch you
touching anybody that outranks you again!
- Do you understand me?
- Yes, sir!
- Hank...
- Yes, sir.
- I don't wanna hear it out of you.
- I just keep the peace.
- You piece of sh*t! Piece of sh*t!
- Hey.
You got... bleeding.
Sonny.
All right. Let's move. Get up.
You get out of
Hey! You get out!
Come on!
Get up.
What you gonna do? Huh?
What you gonna do?
See? How do you like that, huh?
Huh? Come on! Are you a tough guy now?
Are you tough?
Say something.
Say something!
Get up.
You hate me?
Answer me.
You hate me, don't you?
Yeah, I hate you.
I always did.
Give me them scissors.
Here.
Hold up, wait a minute.
- Where you going?
- How much?
- That'll be $2.85.
Hey, Billy. Moving as fast as I can, man.
Let me just get this dress on,
and I'm gonna be right out there.
- You don't need to get dressed.
Leticia, listen. It's not just your car.
You've been late every day this week.
Billy, I've been trying to get here.
I need this money.
I'm gonna lose my house.
Look, why don't you go home, relax,
take some time off, you know?
You shouldn't be here right now, anyway.
I know that. That's why
you should've had gave me the week off.
With some pay.
Hell, Leticia, I already got a new girl.
Hank?
Let's just get this over with quick.
Is there a passage
you would like me to read?
No.
All I want to hear
is that dirt hitting that box.
He was weak.
You can say a little something, though,
if you want to, once we've covered him up.
- How you doing?
- All right.
- You want to see a menu?
- No, that's all right. I know what I want.
Okay, what you gonna have?
A bowl of chocolate ice cream
and a cup of coffee.
- Coffee. Black, sugar, cream?
- No, black.
- That's it. Yeah.
- That it?
Hey, Vera, it's Hank.
Is it too late?
Okay, chocolate ice cream. Here you go.
I'm gonna... I'm gonna need
a plastic spoon for the ice cream.
Oh! Goddamn!
- It's all right.
- Sh*t! I didn't mean to do that. I'm sorry.
- Bring me some napkins or something.
It's all right.
- And you said a what?
- Plastic spoon.
Okay, I'll get it.
- Where's Lucille?
- I'm trying to fill in for her.
- I'm ready to pay this.
- Yep.
- What's the deal there?
- I don't know. I just over-rang this thing.
If you can't get that thing open,
just tell me how much it is,
and I'll pay you for it.
$3.92.
There's $4.00. You keep the change.
Thanks.
Hey, cowboy.
Feel like some late-night p*ssy?
Guess so.
Haven't seen you in a while.
Yeah, well...
I ain't been feeling too good.
Busy, a lot of things.
This and that and the other, you know?
How you been?
- All right.
- Good.
So, how's Sonny?
I can't do this tonight, Vera.
- Are you sure, hon?
- No, not tonight. I'm sorry.
No need to be sorry.
Let's just do it some other time.
All right.
- You can keep that money.
- I'm going to.
Adios.
- Have a seat, Hank.
- Thank you, sir.
I appreciate you seeing me.
What brings you here, Hank?
Sir, I'm resigning.
And, I wanted to come by
and tell you personally, you know?
I appreciate that, Hank.
Why don't we wait a few weeks
before we submit the paperwork?
That wouldn't do anybody any good
to wait on that, though.
I've got my mind made up.
All right.
We're gonna miss you.
Why don't you keep it?
I ain't got no use for it.
There you are, Pop.
We got each other, Son.
- Remember that.
- Yes, sir.
I quit the team.
That was a mistake.
I can't do it anymore.
You're reminding me of your mother.
I guess that's bad, right?
Your mother wasn't sh*t.
I got more p*ssy after she killed herself
than I did when she was living as my wife.
The point is... she quit on me.
You're doing the same.
God damn it!
Let's go. Hand me my purse.
Come on. Get out.
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