Parasites Page #3

Yes.

Had a 49 Ford.

Black.

Back in the day.

I don't even know what

back in the day means!

Had a real good

time in that truck.

I'll get you outta here.

(SCREAMING)

No!

No!

(INTENSE MUSIC)

(YELLING) (FAST MUSIC)

(EMOTIONAL MUSIC)

(VAN PASSING BY)

(ENERGETIC MUSIC)

Wilco!

Wilco over here!

Over here!

Wilco, over here!

West on Bay!

West on Bay, Wilco!

West on Bay, Wilco!

West on Bay!

Over here, west on Bay.

Wilco!

He got Chain!

Hey Marshal!

Quarterback!

I'm coming for you, quarterback!

By God's own eyes,

I'm gonna kill ya dead!

You hear me?

Dead!

Come on outta there, buddy!

Alright, yeah.

You don't worry about it,

we're gonna find you your mom.

She's gonna be around here

in just a little bit alright.

We're just gonna sit you

down right here okay?

Alright, like that,

now right there.

You want a piece of candy?

Alright.

Here you go.

Dropping the kids

off at the pool.

[Radio] Come on home.

Hey!

Help!

Help!

No way!

No, no, no, no, no!

Come back!

No!

No!

F***!

Mister!

Why did he leave you?

I got hit in the car!

Do you know where you're going?

Want you, want you,

want to, want to get up.

Where's my mommom,

where's my mommom?

[Marshal] Sorry mister!

[Hammer] Wilco, he's over here!

(INTENSE MUSIC)

[Patient] Ma!

Where are you momom?

Mom, where are you?

[Hammer] Wilco!

Wilco, Spade's down!

Wilco!

He got him!

Wilco, Spade's down!

[Charlie] What happened?

He got him.

That college kid.

[Hammer] Spade.

- What?

It's okay.

It's okay.

Yeah, yeah, I know, I know.

The ambulance is coming.

We'll get you to a hospital.

The ambulance is coming, right?

You called the ambulance?

He needs to see a doctor.

It's okay, buddy.

He's dead, Charlie.

He doesn't need a doctor.

He needs a box!

No.

No he was just talking.

He was just talking to me.

He just needs an ambulance.

Is he breathing?

Is he alive?

No, alright?

He's not, alright?

Because that punk

b*tch killed him!

He killed him and Pecker!

You okay with that, Charlie?

Should have never let

it get this far, Wilco!

You chicken sh*t little f***!

You're saying it's my fault?

My fault for standing

up for myself?

For you,

and every other

sorry motherf***er

that calls the sidewalk home?

That punk and this city,

is trying to sweep us all under!

To take whatever little

we have left, Charlie.

Put a Starbucks in every corner,

so some hip puke can walk his

dog where we laid our heads?

They're gonna tear down

the Sixth Street Bridge

any day now, Charlie.

Build a shopping mall.

Condos!

Where are we gonna

go then, Charlie?

Open your eyes!

We're the last of

the f***ing Mohicans!

Black girl black girl.

Don't lie to me.

Tell me where did

you sleep last night.

In the pines in the pines.

Where the sun never shines.

I will shiver

all night through.

Black girl Black girl.

Where will you go.

On the wind where

the cold wind blows.

In a pines in the pines.

Where the sun never shines.

I will shiver

all night through.

Black girl black girl.

Don't lie to me.

Tell me where did

you sleep last night.

In the pines in the pines.

The sun never shines.

I'll shiver all night through.

Her husband was a rebel man.

Kill them all in

a half full year.

His head was found.

In a driver's wheel.

And his body haven't

never been found.

Black girl black girl.

Don't cry to me.

I'm going where

the cold wind blows.

He tossed me a whip.

He caused me to moan.

Caused me to

(VOMITING)

(MUFFLED CHATTER)

I'll give you the f***ing...

(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)

(STRUGGLING AND ARGUING)

Take the money, take the money.

(SCREAMING) (HITTING IMPACTS)

You okay?

Who the hell are you?

Come on, let's go.

I ain't going

with you, get away!

Get away!

Fine, stay here and wait

for this trash to wake up.

Just tell me where

the police station is!

I'm trying to help you.

- Get away!

- Fine.

- Get away!

- Fine.

- Get away!

- Fine.

[Wilco] There he is!

(INTENSE MUSIC)

They're trying to kill me.

If you stay here, they're

gonna kill you, too!

Let's go, let's go!

[Wilko] Get that motherf***er!

Quarterback, we're

comin' for you!

(GUN SHOOTING)

Hurry up!

[Wilkos] Go get him, man!

Don't let him get a way!

Get that f***!

[Marshal] Hurry up.

Wait!

[Marshal] Come on!

(HORN BLOWING)

(INTENSE MUSIC)

(CAR CRASHING IMPACT)

[Marshal] The f***!

[Mona] Oh my Go!

He's getting away, goddamnit!

He's getting away!

Hammer!

Hammer!

He's knocked out, he's hurt!

Put him on the

side here, c'mon.

Help me.

[Swallow] Oh God, oh my God!

Come on Charlie,

let's go after him!

No.

Come on Charlie.

Our friend needs our help.

I gave you an order, Charlie!

He's real close!

Let's get him!

I'm done, this is it.

I'm done, Wilco.

Let's get him man, come on!

Let's get after him!

No, I don't care anymore!

Our friends are dead!

These are people we sat with,

we live with, we

share our food with!

Our family!

How many of us have to die, huh?

I understand that!

But it's all our asses

Charlie, if he gets away.

I don't care anymore Wilco.

I don't trust you no more.

This is it.

I'm done, I'm done.

Come here.

You're done when I say you're

done, you yellow-belly coward!

I'm done.

Hey Tommy, I'm going to

go get you some help.

You're not going nowhere,

you f***ing gook bastard!

You understand?

You're not going

nowhere, you hear me?

F***ing gook motherf***er!

Motherf***er, motherf***er!

Motherf***er!

[Mexican] Crazy!

He's f***ing crazy!

He's killing him!?

What're you doing?

You killed that guy.

Why you kill him like that?

Any of you got

something to say?

Huh, come on!

I'm warning you,

I'm warning you.

You see that pile

of gut right there?

That's what happens to traitors.

Deserters!

Just keep it up and you're next!

You stinkin' wetback.

Come on!

Get going! Start running!

Okay, we will!

Come on!

Go!

Come on, you f***ing beaner!

Whoa.

Death.

Whoa.

Death.

Which way?

Won't you spare me

over to another year.

Well what is this.

That I can't see.

With ice cold hands

taking hold of me.

Well I am death.

None can excel.

I'll open the door

to heaven or hell.

Whoa death someone would pray.

Could you wait to

call me another day.

The children prayed.

The preacher preached.

Time and mercy is

out of your reach.

I'll fix your feet

so you can't walk.

I'll lock jaw

'til you can't talk.

I'll close your eyes

so you can't see

(BUSY SIGNAL)

Are you kidding?

None of those antiques

work around here.

Welcome to the

twenty-first century.

Pow.

Welcome to the

eighteenth century.

Oh, f***, it's gone.

F***.

I'll f***ing kill

them man, sh*t!

[Marshal] Where are you going?

[Mona] Eddie.

[Marshal] Where's

the police station?

Oh, God. Beats me, I don't know.

Wait a minute.

Woah, woah, woah, hey!

Don't touch me.

Look lady, I'm just trying...

My name's Mona, bum.

I'm not a bum.

Yeah?

Well, you look like one.

You smell like one.

Sorry, you're a bum.

I'm not a bum.

My name is Marshal Colter.

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