Once Fallen Page #5
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Yeah.
Sure.
Is everything else alright?
Fine, man. I'm fine.
I just need your help.
I can't--I can't
do this alone.
You're not alone.
I'm here.
We just gotta me smart.
We gotta make the right moves.
I know.
I know.
I am, after this
load, we're done.
I promise.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
[no audible dialog]
[whistles]
My dad was pushing
a lid open with the Aryans
making a deal
with the Bloods.
I didn't know it then,
but my dad made the deal to protect me.
That sure pissed off
Sonny, who was next in line under my dad.
[no audible dialog]
How did it go?
You still got all
your fingers and toes?
For years I practiced what I would say to him.
I didn't say any of it.
You said it all
just by showing up.
He loves you.
Just like you love
August, only you don't know it, yet.
What do you mean?
What do you mean?
What am I gonna do?
I mean, I-I'm a dealer.
No. You were a dealer.
You dealt drugs.
That's in the past.
That's not who you are.
Yeah, but that's all know how to do.
It's what I'm good at.
When you were a kid,
what did you wanna be?
What was like your dream?
I don't know. I always thought that I would work
by the docks like my old man.
Oh, that's perfect.
That is so perfect.
There is lots of water
where we're going. Lots of boats. Yes!
Boats? You want me
to go to the South?
Yes, please!
I'm in.
As long as I'm with
you, I don't care where I'm at.
Oh, when?
When do you
wanna go?
Now. Yes.
We could enjoy it
sitting out here.
No, come on,
seriously.
There's a few things I gotta take care of,
but then I'm all yours.
I'm still in it.
Okay, I know you've been
involved with some shady sh*t in the past.
That's all
behind you, right?
You've got nothing
to worry about.
Okay.
Nothing to worry about.
Come on, motherf***er.
Go. Come on.
[shouts]
What the f***
do you guys want?
August, run ! Run !
(man) Nine-one-one. What
is your emergency?
(Rath) Why do you make me
keep doing this to you?
My money isn't in Chance's
apartment. Where is my f***ing money?
Where is it?
I don't f***ing
know, man. I don't know.
Tell me where it is.
[crying]
I don't know.
I don't know.
Okay. All right.
Okay.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
All right. All right.
I just--I-I lose my
patience sometimes. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Tell where my
f***ing son is.
I'm not f***ing around.
I don't know where
your f***ing kid is.
Why in the f*** would
you think I know where your kid is?
'Cause of the money
we f***ing owe you.
It ain't that much
f***ing money, man.
I got a kid of my own.
You know that. I don't take kids.
Go ahead and shoot me, motherf***er. Runs in
the gene pool, don't it?
Christ.
I need your
help, Eddie.
What?
I need your
f***ing help.
While you are sitting
there thinking about this stuff,
I want you to run these
changes by Beat, hm?
See what he has
to say about this sh*t.
Give me the rest
of my money.
Here's the money
I owe you.
I'm done
fighting for good.
You piece of sh*t!
Come on. Come on !
You like that? Don't you?
[gunshot]
[groans]
(Eddie) I will tell you
about my kid.
It's just some girl I knew
from home and left me with a kid and disappeared.
I didn't think there was
much I could do for him so I put him in a home
for the retarded.
But there was hell
of a lot I could've done for him.
By the time I realized
that, he was gone.
Died at eight
years old. Alone.
I n some home.
When your flesh and blood
needs you, man, and you cut for the tall grass,
everything else just
seems like some farce.
So, if you don't wanna fight
more, Chance, okay, that's cool by me.
But if you cut and run,
if you cut for the tall grass,
take your boy
with you.
It's safe there.
That's all anybody wants.
To be safe.
Thanks, Eddie.
Funny how it goes.
Oh, no.
No.
[whispers]
Oh, God.
Hey.
[whispers]
Hey, buddy.
Hey, buddy.
I'm here.
Yeah.
Take my hand.
Okay.
[groans]
Rath took August.
He's a son
of a b*tch.
Let go.
You're okay now.
You're okay.
Where's my son?
I got him.
I got him.
I want my son.
Okay, I'll get him.
I'll get him.
Every body
settle down, okay?
It's all cool.
All I want is the money that you
and Beat skimmed from me.
That's it.
You give me my money,
I'll give you
back your son. Okay?
I'm not giving you sh*t.
You owe me. Five f***ing
years you owe me.
What do you think I'm doing?
I'm setting all this up. It's for you, it's for us.
It's what we've
always wanted.
That's what you f***ing
wanted. I just wanted something for myself.
I wanted you to have
things for yourself, man.
Not unless I
owed you for it.
That's not true.
Jesus Christ!
Okay.
Settle the f*** down.
We're okay.
We're okay.
Do you think
I care about this?
This life? I don't care
about any of this.
I just care
about you.
(thug) Boss, just let me
shoot this a**hole.
Don't look at him,
don't look at him. Look at me.
I don't care
about these guys.
You see?
I just want
what's best for us.
I just want my son.
Okay.
I'll get him.
Here we go August.
Come on, your dad's here.
Are you okay, buddy?
Of course he's okay.
I wouldn't
lie to you.
It's all right, man.
I can't do
this anymore.
You don't have to.
You don't have to.
I just wanna give
him a better life.
And I don't want this. I don't want the drugs,
I don't want the fighting.
Okay. Okay.
Listen, I'll set it up for
us. We can go anywhere we want now, okay?
Anywhere in the world.
Okay.
I got you now.
Yeah.
Yeah?
Okay?
Okay? Okay.
[yells]
Motherf***er. I'm
gonna f***ing kill you.
You f***ing killed Beat
so I'm gonna make you pay.
I didn't kill him.
[inaudible]
[shouts]
[cries]
[shouts]
Twice in 11 years.
Meet your
grandson. August.
Hey.
What the hell
happened to you?
Rath's men.
Kidnapped August,
almost killed Pearl.
I found out Beat
was running with Rath.
It was too late.
Beat's dead.
Hey, August, who is
our favorite superhero?
Aquaman.
Why f***ing Aquaman?
Did you hear me?
Yeah. Not in front
of the kid.
Hey, Keyes, take August
down to the other room.
See if you can find him
a Silver Surfer comic.
But I hate
Silver surfer.
Well, I hate
f***ing Aquaman.
Go outside, all right,
buddy? I'll be out there in a minute.
Oh, that's nice.
Did you kill him?
No.
Why the f*** not?
'Cause I wanted to make
the right f***ing decision for once in my life.
Sometimes your right
f***ing decision is the wrong decision.
Like you know
the f***ing difference?
What the f*** is
that supposed to mean?
I never should've
come here.
Sit your ass
right back there.
F*** you ! You're the one who told me
that I had a choice.
This time I made
the right f***ing choice.
I chose to end up here the rest of my life and
I chose my f***ing son.
Do you think I
wanted this? Huh?
You think I
wanted this sh*t?
I wanted to be with you.
It just didn't work out.
After all these f***ing years, it just didn't work
out? What the f*** is that?
I think about punching
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