Romeo Must Die Page #5

You Isaak's girl?

That's right, cutie.

You gonna let me in?

All right.

Thank you. Come on.

I'm not feeling this.

Let's go to the dance floor.

- Lt's not my scene.

- Not your scene? Cute. Let's go.

Boy, are you feelin' me

'Cause I'm feelin' you

Somethin' in my heart

Told me you're the one

Are you feelin' me

'Cause I'm feelin' you

Somethin' in my heart

Look here!

Man, can you believe this?

What the hell is she doing?

Boy, are you feelin' me

'Cause I'm feelin' you

What's up, Trish?

What's up, Silk?

Let's talk.

All right.

Come on.

Your pop's running around

like Donald Trump...

...grabbing up every piece of

waterfront he can get his hands on.

Now he wants to be a club owner.

Told me he was working on something big.

Something big?

I don't care how big it is.

Your pops can sweat me,

and Mac can sweat me all they want.

But Silk is staying right here.

My sentiments exactly, Silkie.

I think we all should stay right here

for one more negotiation.

It's like that, partner? You're gonna

try to roll up in here on me?

- What the hell are you doing?

- Shut up.

Does my daddy know about this?

Sit down.

What?

What?

You might as well lose the gat.

It's like l told your

punk ass before...

...I ain't signing sh*t.

All right, I'll sign it myself.

Well, well, well.

If it ain't my man Dim Sum.

Busy night?

Ran off with the boss's daughter,

threw a wrench in Mac's program.

And now...

...you about to get your ass kicked.

Where is she?

You didn't think you was gonna get

them panties, did you?

What?

Trish. You didn't really think she was

gonna give it up to you, did you?

Here's the deal, meatball.

You let me go, I let you live.

He say he gonna let me live!

You know, I'm really gonna miss you.

The way you make me laugh.

But look on the bright side.

Some you win...

...and, Dim Sum, you lose.

Come on, get me.

The hell what Mac say!

Somebody kill that son of a b*tch!

Get up!

Get your b*tch asses up!

Come on!

Yeah, come on.

Dim Sum!

Come out and play!

Hey, rice noodle!

What the hell you doing?

I hope you land on your feet,

grasshopper.

You're not the only one

knows some sh*t.

- Where is she?

- The Oakridge Men's Club.

Sorry, moron.

Name's Maurice...

...b*tch.

Cristal, Ch'u.

You only live once.

Everything's kosher,

down to the last pagoda.

You're a good man.

Spend it well.

Mr. O'Day.

Mr. Ch'u.

You once gave me your condolences.

I now offer mine

in regards to your son.

There'll be ample time for you to

express your regrets, Mr. Ch'u.

Amazing.

How much?

So this has been

what it's all about, huh?

I wish my boy could see me do this.

And could be here.

Go ahead and keep that.

I don't understand.

You just acquired another partner.

I really think it's time the NFL

had a black owner. Don't you?

You're joking, right?

You're not joking.

I'm afraid l already have a partner.

Several, in fact.

Well, you just got another one...

...in fact.

Don't forget, Mr. Roth,

without these deeds...

...you have no...

What is that popular term, Dave?

Cheddar?

Do you mind if l have a moment?

- No, go ahead.

So this is the plan, huh, Isaak?

You want to be partners with Roth.

I've been waiting for the right time

to tell you.

Hey, Mac.

I'm going to the owner's box.

We are going to the owner's box.

I ain't playing with these people.

The owner's box.

I've had enough of this legit sh*t.

What's that?

I believe they call it

corporate restructuring. Right?

Isaak O'Day Development's getting

straight jacked...

...by Machiavellian Incorporated.

I almost forgot.

I'm taking your most valued asset.

Nigel!

You blaze, we blaze.

Are you out of your damn mind, boy?

Is she worth $38 million to you?

Now l know you're crazy.

You lost your mind thinking this white boy

was gonna let you own a piece of their game.

Me and Ch'u, we had an understanding.

Anybody who didn't sign those deeds,

we took care of.

What you mean?

He shot them.

I was there when he killed Silk.

So now after everything,

you really gonna try to do this?

I have been covering your ass

for years, Isaak.

Quite frankly,

I am just tired of being your boy.

Just because you put your kids

through college...

...that it's supposed to make

all of your crooked straight?

Man, you want to own a damn box.

Mac just wanna own the streets.

That's always been your problem, Mac.

What about Colin?

What about him?

You killed Colin?

Even fake wars have casualties, lsaak.

I guess old Collard Green couldn't fly.

Vince! Vince!

Damn it, Roth!

Watch her.

Come get it!

Take it down!

Take it down now!

No way!

Take it down!

Why did you kill my brother?

All that Chinese sh*t

happened in-house.

You have your own people

to thank for that.

Not that you'll get the chance.

Sorry, Romeo, but you gotta die.

Damn...

...that's some cold sh*t.

We've called the police.

- There's an ambulance on its way.

- Thank you.

I'm all right, baby. How you feeling?

You doing all right? L'm doing all right.

Is that Han?

Yes.

You're the one who's been

making all this trouble, huh?

Let me shake your hand.

You got a firm grip. I like that.

Stay with your father.

I will.

He a lot shorter than l thought.

- know.

- He just a little guy.

I don't know what to do with you.

Your brother wasn't suited to lead.

He didn't have the discipline.

That's why you killed him.

That's why l had to.

Had to?

My brother.

That's right.

That...

...was a mistake.

Come on.

Come on!

Give me some skin!

Whoo-hoo!

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

Come on, let's go.

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