N.Y.C. Underground Page #7
- R
- Year:
- 2013
- 87 min
- 149 Views
You're right there.
- Yes! Come on. You're next.
- Oh my God!
- Holy sh*t. I... - Come on. We have...
we don't have a choice.
- We have to go. - Oh God, Logan.
I don't know if can do this.
- You can do this, Chloe. Come on.
- Oh sh*t.
Come on, Chloe. I just
did it. It's not that hard.
- ( Sparking )
- Sh*t, hold on!
- One, two, three.
- Okay. ( Whimpers )
- No no, i can't! I can't!
- No no no no, we don't have a choice.
- I have like zero upper-body
strength. - It doesn't matter.
- I will fall in that water!
- You can do it, Chloe!
- You can do this. On three.
- Chloe!
- One, two, three.
- Oh sh*t!
- Oh God.
- Okay, come on.
- Come on.
- I can't make it.
- Logan:
Yes, you can. Just start moving.- Okay.
- Come on, it's just a little distance.
- Okay.
- Just a little more, come on.
That's good,
that's good, come on.
( Molemen scattering )
This him?
So apparently you're
the man in charge.
I understand that, uh,
escape from me.
Is that right?
- ( Groans )
- That smarts, doesn't it?
( Cackling )
- ( Gun c*cks )
- I'm speaking to you,
you dumpster-diving,
rat-eating f***!
Now i would like to know
where the kid went.
- ( Gunshot )
( Grunts )
- ( Body thuds )
- F***ing crackheads.
Look at me!
Where's the kid?
Don't stop. Just keep
moving. Keep moving.
- Jessica:
Come on.- ( Creaks, whimpers )
- I can't, i can't, i can't.
- Come on, Chloe!
I'm gonna die! I'm
gonna die! I'm slipping.
- Don't. I'm right here.
- ( Screams )
- Chloe:
Am i alive?- ( Creaking )
- Come on, Logan.
- Chloe:
Logan, come on.- Come on. Okay.
- ( Gunshot )
- Logan!
Told you i was gonna
get your ass.
Can't let Simon
have all the fun.
- Jessica, run!
- Oh my God, Logan!
- Man, you fall in that, it's a wrap.
This is how we do it
in B.K., baby.
Later, b*tch.
( Pounding, panting )
( Grunting, yelling )
- ( Gun c*cks )
- Hold it! Let him go.
- F*** you!
- He's my brother, man.
You think i won't do it?
Let him go!
- Dylan:
Shoot him.- Get on the ground.
You ain't got the balls.
Shoot him.
Come on!
Do it, baby!
Yo, we live right now, baby!
Do it, shoot my ass!
- Do it, white boy!
- Shoot him!
Do it!
What are you waiting for?
Shoot him!
- Don't let him get away!
- Stop!
- Pull the f***ing trigger!
- Stop!
Come on!
Don't let him get away.
- Dylan:
Oh sh*t!( Panting )
Sh*t, come on, man. We gotta get
outta here before the others get here.
Let's go.
Come on, come on.
Let's go.
I don't see a way out, guys.
It's so dirty.
( Exhales )
There it is.
"Exit," that has to be
the most beautiful word
in the English language.
( Laughs )
( Pats )
Let's get out of here.
F***ing cold!
Chloe:
Oh, the first thing I'mgonna do is take off these shoes.
Oh God.
Look at this. Let's
go, let's go. Come on.
- Okay.
Well, congratulations,
boys and girls.
You and your little friends here
have led me on a merry chase.
Uh, I'll even
do you one better:
You've ruined my entire
f***ing evening.
Look, just leave us
alone, okay?
( Chuckles )
I feel your pain, babe.
I do.
But, see, i didn't come
knocking on your world.
- You came knocking on mine.
- Jessica:
Logan! Stop it!- ( All yelling )
- Sh*t, maricon.
- Dylan:
No!- ( Girls yelp )
- Run!
- Get outta here!
- You f***ing b*tch.
- Dylan:
Go.Ba ba ba ba ba ba.
Go get the girls. Go.
- Dylan:
Son of a...Now i believe that
you're the individual
that killed
my boy bones.
Yes?
- ( Yells )
- ( Grunts )
- ( Coughs )
- ( Shrieking )
- Jessica:
Come on, they're coming!Go go go! Go!
- Oh my God!
Don't stop!
- ( Gagging )
- ( Grunting )
Huh huh?
Welcome to Brooklyn,
motherf***er!
This ain't park Avenue,
is it, huh?
Come here,
motherf***er!
( Screaming )
- Jessica:
Stop!- Get off of her!
Oh, you girls are really
starting to turn me on!
F***ing pretty boy. You
really want to f*** with me?
- ( C*cks ) - F*** this
hand-to-hand combat sh*t!
- ( Screaming )
- Oh God.
- Yeah.
- Stop.
F*** you!
- You motherf***er.
- What the f*** are you gonna do now?
You little
f***ing b*tch!
Huh?
Oh!
- Chloe, go go!
- ( Shrieking )
Where are you
going, baby?
Get off me!
( Laughs )
- F*** yeah...
- ( Sprays )
Argh-hhh!
- F***er.
- ( Sobs )
You know, there's
something so interesting
about a man's face
before he dies.
You motherf... ow!
F***!
- You piece of sh*t!
- ( Yells )
( Grunts )
What the f***?
You f***ing...
( molemen grunting,
muttering )
Oh... Jesus.
Come on.
( Panting )
I f***ed up.
Big time.
Yeah.
You did.
I'm sorry.
I know.
Jessica:
Guys, let's go.
You first.
No.
- Logan.
- Hey.
Let's go.
Will you believe in me?
Will you listen
to my story?
It'll just be a minute
well, how can i explain?
Whatever happened, dear
so much pain?
When i say I'm sorry
will you believe me?
Listen to my story
say you won't leave
when i say I'm sorry
can you forgive me?
When i say i will
always be there
will you believe?
Will you believe in me?
Will you believe in me?
All the words
that i come up with
they're like
pouring oil on flames
will you believe in me?
There's no excuse,
no explanation
believe me, if i could
undo what i did wrong
I'd give away
all that i own
when i say I'm sorry
will you believe me?
Listen to my story
say you won't leave
when i say I'm sorry
can you forgive me?
When i say i will
always be there
will you believe?
If i told you
I've been cleaning my soul
and if i promised you
I'll regain control
will you open your door
and let me in?
Take me for who i am now
and not for who I've been?
Come take my hand.
So love me or leave me,
no biggie
believe me, you act up,
i pack up
we're too torn to patch up
and that sucks
i move on, doing good
with you gone
I'm too fly to just die
wipe that hate
from your eye
and move real far?
it's like there you are
and should i be a paranoid,
have to watch my back
because a ps-ps-psycho like
you don't know how to act?
Because
i- i-i-i-i don't care
about you-oo-oo
no more
and no,
i- i-i-i-i don't care
about you-oo-oo
no more
'cause I'm free
yes, I'm free
to do whatever-ever-ever
i want right now
yes, I'm free
yes,
I'm free
to do whatever-ever-ever
i want right now
yes, I'm free
all the drugs
in your nose
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