Romeo Must Die Page #3

I'm sorry. L keep forgetting, boo.

Hey, dog.

- You smell something?

- don't smell nothing.

- Where's the take-out?

- You hungry, baby?

Cover the front.

Hey, Dim Sum!

You's a real funny man!

Mr. O'Day don't let things

slide lightly.

He also don't like the wrong element

around his daughter.

It's up to me not to let it happen.

Kick his ass.

You ain't the only one

that knows some sh*t.

Get up! Get him!

He's headed around the front!

Who that motherf***er?

Great country.

Free cars.

Sun Tzu was lost to us by

assassination less than a month ago.

A grocery store was firebombed

and his wife killed.

With all respect, Ch'u, any of us

could be killed at any time...

...overlord or not.

- Yes.

- Yeah.

We are not the blacks, Victor.

Our loyalty to each other

is unquestioned.

At least let us strike harder.

Show our true strength.

We will only do that

when it serves us best.

Han.

Let Kai worry about this.

Han. Han, I don't want to lose another son.

The old man didn't think you'd make it.

And you?

I knew you would.

It's been a long time, Han.

Good to see you.

Tell me...

...what happened that night?

He got in a fight in a black club.

Threats had been made. They got Po

the same evening, before l could find him.

Why there?

He wouldn't tell me.

Your brother could be a loose cannon,

but he didn't deserve this.

Why fight with blacks?

Well, the waterfront's only

four square miles.

Half of the businesses belong to us...

...the other half to them.

It was just a matter of time.

I was afraid prison would

make you soft.

People don't get soft in prison.

Pretty good.

- Here you go.

- Thank you so much.

You must be hungry.

Think you could find something

better to do than creep up on me?

And besides, aren't you

in the wrong part of town?

I went to your store,

they tell me you were here.

Hold on a minute.

Come on, kids.

All right, all right. Who wants what?

Hey.

I wanted the yellow one.

Give him the yellow one. He's the baby.

Stop! You want one?

Sure. L want the yellow one.

Well, you get a green one.

Did you talk to your brother?

What made you think l'd talk to my brother?

Hey, time-out.

Ti- What? Calling a time-out...

See that guy?

He works for my dad.

He's got a really bad attitude.

Who's your friend?

We met in line. L didn't catch your name.

- What's your name?

- My friends call me Ahkbar.

Ahkbar. Well, Ahkbar, this is Mac.

Mac, Ahkbar.

Well, As-Salaam-Alaikum, Ahkbar.

Yo, ain't that the guy?

Hell, yeah.

Same chump took Mo's ride

after he beat us down.

Nobody ever kicked my ass.

What are you talking about?

That the dude.

We can't start because we're

a man short. Would you help us out?

- Me?

- Yeah.

No. I don't know this game.

Man, it's easier than breathing.

- Besides, Trish loves football players.

- Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Right on.

Fellas, got myself a fresh recruit.

He's a rookie...

...so take it easy on him.

Give me that!

The brothers and I

always give rookies warm welcomes.

So don't worry about a thing.

I just need you to stand behind me.

I'm gonna give you the ball, and you run

to the far end of the field.

That's all?

That's all.

Set!

Mo.

Let's see your special.

Mo's special!

We're coming, boys.

Hut! Hut! Hut!

- Run! Run! Run!

- Run?

Come on!

Damn.

Like l told your ass the other day.

You ain't the only one

that knows some sh*t.

Good job, my man.

- Are they allowed to do that?

- Sure.

It's a contact sport.

This time, run a little bit

and turn up the middle.

And I'll throw the ball to you.

It's called the "buttonhook."

- On two.

- Buttonhook.

Right there.

Set!

All right.

Hut, hut!

Ooh!

Damn! Shakalack-shakalack.

Mo, you my Negro, Mo.

Break his ass.

Break his ass.

How come nobody else gets hit?

Because you're the one with the ball.

Okay. I'd like hut three.

Hut! Hut, hut!

You all right?

Hey, brother!

American football!

That was great!

- Brother!

- You were great.

- Damn, that was hot.

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

Here's my address.

- Tell me when you talk to your brother.

- will.

Here.

Bye.

Did you see that?

Awesome!

I know. I know.

Pop ain't feeling me.

He still wants me to ride around

with training wheels and sh*t.

I was like,

Pops gotta understand that...

...me and him is cut from,

like, the same cloth.

He needs to start respecting me

as a man.

I mean, he needs to start respecting

my manhood.

Sh*t, l went to college.

That's right, baby. You did.

That's right, baby. L did.

Like that phone call I got

the other day.

Pop's too afraid about me handling

the business and stuff.

But, baby, I got ideas.

I mean, you know l got ideas.

It's like... Sh*t, I am an idea.

- 'll get it.

Come on.

I'm about to have

an Einstein moment.

Magic about to happen. Lt's gonna be scary.

Hey, look, all l want to know is...

...when does Colin O'Day

get to run with the show?

Don't worry, baby. Your turn's coming.

Sorry, Mr. O'Day.

These things are never easy.

Wait. Wait.

- Don't look at this. Come on.

- No!

Look at me. Please!

Get away from me!

No!

You had something to do with this.

- What you want me to say?

- Go to hell.

- Go to hell.

- What do you want?

Trisha...

You're as responsible as those people

who did this to my brother.

Don't come near me. L hate you.

You might as well have thrown him

out that window yourself.

That was my boy, Mac.

I know.

They killed my boy.

We're at the crossroads now, lsaak.

I'm not gonna pretend l know

what you're feeling.

But l know you gotta keep it

stitched up until business is done.

The people who did this...

...I promise you on my life...

...they will be knocked out of the box

in due time.

I'll make sure of it.

What happened?

You know, once, Colin and I did something

we thought would really be funny.

He hid out front...

...while I ran to tell my mom he'd been hurt.

Hit by a car

or something really bad like that.

And when she came,

he was supposed to jump out.

You know, surprise her...

...and we'd all fall out

and have this great laugh.

Me and my mom always loved

a good laugh.

I was about 8 or 9.

Colin was, like, 11.

I don't remember

how we came up with it...

...but, sure enough, l start

screaming and yelling...

...and my mom comes running out of

the house. She's, like, "Trish, what's wrong?"

And when l told her, l mean...

...the look on her face.

Even when Colin popped up to show it

was a joke, she couldn't stop crying.

She just held him close.

Clutched him, you know?

I was just a baby. L didn't get it

then, but I get it now.

Tell me.

- What happened?

- Colin's dead.

And no matter how hard l cry...

...he's not gonna pop up

and show me it was just a joke.

I'm sorry.

I need your help.

I gotta put this thing together

just as much as you do now.

Gentlemen, we are ready

to approach the NFL.

I don't think any of the other bids

are even in contention.

Our package is staggering.

We've got the money,

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