Supremacy Page #4

work with their kind on the inside?

- This is...

- Business is f***ing business.

We are

on the outside right now.

We are on the outside. And on the

outside, you do them before they do you.

That is the f***ing business.

F***ing... If you're

so f***ing game,

why don't you start with

the baby in the crib?

You are not getting it.

You-You need to do this.

You have got to do this.

And the baby?

Why shoot the baby?

- The baby can't f***ing even talk.

- Fine.

F*** it, the little boy then.

- He's seen our faces, start with him.

- Shh!

What the f***

is wrong with you?

Fine. I will.

Oh, fu...

How he's doin'?

He's gonna be okay?

I just...

I wanna apologize.

Um...

I'm real sorry.

About what I said.

Because, um...

sometimes you just get into

this kind of dilemma,

and things come out,

you don't really...

you don't-don't really know,

and I really...

I want to apologize for that.

We-We all...

We all need to stick together.

Because he...

He's real unpredictable, you

know what I mean? I'm scared.

I'm freezing, I'm hungry,

I just want to go home.

I'm hungry too, Mommy.

I know, baby.

You're hungry?

I'm hungry.

You want to go

get some food with me?

No.

You just said you were hungry.

I'm hungry, too.

It's okay.

You want to go

in the kitchen with me

and help me find some food,

something to make, like, a

peanut butter and jelly with.

No.

It'll be fun. You and me, we're

gonna go make peanut butter...

- No. He ain't goin' with you.

- He ain't goin'.

- The boy stays with his mother.

- Go to hell.

- The boy stays with his mother.

Shut the fu...

Hey, shut the f*** up!

- I am this close to killin' all of you.

- The boy stays with his mother.

The boy goes.

That's it, it's final.

- Go!

- stays with...

Jesus f***ing Christ.

You all listen

to me, you understand?

Let's just...

Goddamn, I'd never

thought I'd miss solitary.

Shut the f*** up.

You, go.

Now.

He's coming.

Come on.

He's bleeding to death.

Sh*t.

- We got to get him to a hospital.

- I don't give a sh*t.

Let him bleed.

What?

We need to get him

to a hospital.

B*tch, shut the f*** up.

You think I don't know that?

You think I don't know?

Your mama said

your name was Jam.

Right?

What's that short for?

Jam?

Jamar.

Jamar.

Jamar.

It's, like, peanut butter

and jam, right?

I have...

a little boy.

About your age.

They-They took him

away from me, though.

That's the...

W-who took him

away from you?

The-The-The government.

The social workers

and police.

Are you going to kill us?

No, baby.

No, that's crazy talk.

What do you

know about death, anyway?

I know whoever dies,

they go to heaven.

I don't know about that.

What do you

think heaven is like?

I don't know.

But it is supposed to be cool.

Who's that?

Shh.

Is that the police?

Shh.

Mama, that's the police!

Help.

Help. Help.

Uh-Uh-Uh.

They're just

makin' sandwiches, is all.

Can't you just

go and leave us alone?

- Sit down.

Mama.

Help.

Help.

Stop. Just...

Shut up!

I said, calm down, please.

It's all right.

It'll end soon.

It's all right,

it's all right, it's all right.

See?

See?

Baby.

10-97.

Mr. Walker, please do something.

My boy.

They have my boy.

Your...

My boy.

Your word.

They hurt my boy

downstairs, Mr. Walker.

I hear him cryin'.

Mr. Walker,

please do something.

Please.

- Oh, my God, Jamar.

- Mommy.

Oh, Jamar.

Oh, Jamar, are you hurt, baby?

Come here, let me look at you.

Let me look at you.

Oh, God.

Do you all believe in God?

I know you do.

'Cause you're black.

All y'all love

yourselves some God.

I feel like

God is f***ing with me.

I feel like he has

all these favorites.

And then there's me.

That's crazy, right?

What-What if God,

when he talks to you,

you can't hear because you don't

understand what he's saying?

What do you do then?

'Cause see, I'm confused.

I'm f***ing confused.

I'm confused as to why

your name

is Odessa because that...

is a white girl's name.

That is a f***ing

white girl's name.

'Cause I went to school

with an Odessa and that girl

was the whitest

girl you ever saw.

You should have

yourself a pretty black name.

Black Moniqua

or Shaniqua or somethin'.

Those names are so pretty.

It's like, it's like name art.

Not like some

stupid name like...

Hey, Doreen.

Becky, or take...

Doreen.

Those f***ing names are sh*t.

Doreen.

That gives you a pass...

- We don't have time for this, all right?

- straight into white trash land.

Hey!

Go get some air.

Go get some f***ing air.

What if he forgets about us?

What if he forgets about us?

He ain't gonna

forget about us.

I'm asking you now,

go get some f***ing air.

Sh*t.

Goddamn.

Listen.

Sir.

What?

I have to go.

Go where?

To the bathroom.

F***ing hold it.

I'm an old man.

Yeah, no sh*t.

I don't want to soil

on myself in front of...

you.

Or my family.

That's why I'm asking.

All right, make it quick.

Where's the

f***ing cash, anyway?

What cash?

What do you mean, what cash?

The cash Sobecki gave to you

to get me to Bakersfield.

No, no.

- Don't try to pull that bullshit.

- What do you mean, no, no?

Sobecki did not

give me any kind of cash.

- You have $200 they give you...

- Jesus f***ing Christ.

- When you get out of jail.

- How the f*** do you think...

- We're gonna get there?

- I'm not an idiot.

Okay?

They give you

$200 when you get out.

I know that for sure.

You think this

is my first f***ing rodeo?

The f*** are you looking at?

Give me the f***ing money!

- Okay, okay, okay.

- Give me the f***ing money, now.

Don't shoot,

I'm giving-I'm giving the money.

Okay? I'm giving...

here. Um...

F***ing idiot.

Please don't hurt, please

don't hurt me, okay.

Please.

Please, what? Shut the

f*** up, brown boy.

Speak English, motherf***er.

What the f*** are you saying?

Shut the f*** up.

You want to f***ing die?

You ever danced with

the devil, motherf***er?

'Cause you're dancin' now.

I'm gonna make some coffee.

It's windy.

Always is.

You get used to it.

I never will.

Mm.

Prison does

something to a man.

Makes him bitter and...

flexible.

When I was younger...

I had the courage

and the will.

I mean, that was

never the problem.

But prison...

prison gave loyalty

to an idea.

You know, something that

was bigger than me,

stronger than me,

more important.

And I-I felt blessed.

You know?

For the first time in my life,

I was more

than a piece of sh*t.

I ain't gonna lose that.

Mm.

What time is it?

Quarter to 7:
00, there abouts.

Yep.

I was supposed to have a meeting

with my parole officer this morning.

I guess I'm missing that one.

Yeah, been there.

That's...

Uh...

strong?

Black?

Next thing we need

to do is go from house-to-house.

Yeah.

Yeah, they're close.

All right, keep me posted.

What happened?

They catch him?

No.

No.

They're hidin'

in one of those houses.

That's where I grew up.

Ray, you have

to call your father.

This is no longer

about the stuff that's between

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