The Alchemist Cookbook Page #2
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Come get your presents.
Oh, I'm excited.
What did Santa get
Sean this year?
O, let's see.
I don't know.
Which one should I open first?
Okay, this one.
A new telescope?
Now I can see you.
Ha ha.
What else did I get?
Uh, let's see.
Um.
X-ray glasses?
Oh my god.
This is the best Christmas ever.
Pss, pss, ss, ss.
I hear you, you know!
All right, you ready?
I'm ready.
Belial, hear me!
This human form,
which I was born,
I now repent.
Der vita eterna.
Dinatrum equilium ve estra.
Yodhe vodhe.
Es vita.
Donatrum.
Es vita.
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
Hominum etservis deoculum.
Ovum devera sereptums.
Yo! Yo, Sean.
Open up, man. It's me.
Yo! Man, open up!
Hurry the f*** up, man!
Come on, sh*t.
Yo, it's me, man.
Open the f***in' door, dog.
Nigga, I can see you, nigga.
Open the door, man, sh*t.
Yo, come on, man.
Open up.
Yo, what up, nigga.
What are you doing here?
Man, what the f***
you doing in here?
Got it smellin' like raw
ass in this motherf***er.
You got devil stars up and sh*t.
Nigga, what the f*** is you
doing in this motherf***er, dog?
Yo, you can't
be here right now.
Please tell me that's not...
Nigga, you got a dead
possum in this motherf***er.
Cortez, what are
you doing here?
Yo, what the f***
are you doing here, nigga?
Got all this voodoo
sh*t up in here,
Nigga, you trippin'.
Uncle Ron'll f*** you up,
if he saw this sh*t, man.
Yo, where that
bologna at, nigga?
Hungry as f***, dog.
Yo, you can't
be here right now.
Nigga, I need to
be here right now.
Why? What's going on?
What's this?
Nigga, Martel f***ed up, dog.
What do you mean?
F***in' stole some sh*t
from some big motherf***er.
Now, I'm out here, runnin'
from them niggas, man.
Yo, you can't be here!
Yo, I gotta be here.
Chill, it's all right.
They'll f***in' follow you!
I made sure, sh*t.
Where the bread at?
You gotta go.
I can't go.
Are you listening, sh*t?
Help a nigga out.
Where the bread?
Get out.
I'm not goin' nowhere, nigga.
Chill.
You all right.
lookin' for me here.
Nobody know we out here.
It's cool, damn.
I made sure.
Where yo bread at?
F***in' hungry dog, sh*t.
You gotta go.
Nigga, you trippin'.
Cortez, this is my
f***in' place now.
Nigga, this ain't your,
it's our place, remember?
It's mine now.
No, it's not.
out over some dumb sh*t?
I'm here. Chill.
Ah, yes. Nigga.
You want a sandwich?
Cortez, just get the f*** out.
Nigga, I'm 'bout
to eat this sandwich,
and you gon' shut the f*** up.
Chill.
Sh*t.
'Bout to f*** this
sh*t up, nigga.
Damn, love this sh*t.
F***in' leave.
You serious?
Leave.
You gon' pull a
f***in' knife on me?
You crazy, nigga?
What the f*** is wrong wit' you?
You a killer now?
Huh?
Merckin' animals
and sh*t, I'm next?
I'm your next victim?
You gonna sacrifice me, nigga?
You goin' to hell
for this sh*t, dog.
You know that?
Well, it'll be worth it.
What?
You f***in' losin' it, nigga.
You hear me?
Yo mind is fried, all right?
You need to chill
with that sh*t.
Losin' it.
You f***in' losin' it, dog!
All right.
And you f***in' owe me, nigga.
Come up here, lookin' out,
checkin' out for you, nigga.
Makin' sure you not dead.
You gon' pull a knife on me?
F*** you, nigga.
I'm yo blood.
Get out.
F*** you, man.
Get out.
You know what,
f*** yo groceries.
Next time I see you,
I'mma f*** you up.
There you go, buddy.
Here.
There you go.
F***.
Cortez!
Cortez!
F*** you!
Is this what you do for me?
Kill a f***in' animal for you,
and this what you do for me?
F***in' some bullshit.
Bullshit.
F***in' bullshit.
Who's there?!
What up, nigga?
Cortez?
F***.
Let's f***in' party, dog.
Uh, I feel so f***in' good.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Where you been?
I been in the f***in'
woods, f***in' wit' your boy.
You know him.
No I don't.
I don't know sh*t.
That big black nigga
been out in the woods,
f***in' scarin' sh*t outta me,
and I don't even know who he is.
I don't know sh*t.
I just know my wackass trailer,
and I been in there
talkin' to the devil,
like it ain't nothin'.
You woke up the
wrong motherf***er.
What?
Sean? Sean.
Sean, what the f***, man?
Yo, yo that motherf***er
took my life, dog.
What the f***?
Yo, I don't.
I don't know what's
happening, man.
What's going on?
Yo, he want your sh*t, nigga.
He want all that sh*t, nigga.
You gotta give it to him.
That nigga's so pissed, dog.
He just like you.
If you don't give that sh*t
up, he gon' take that sh*t.
That's a greedy
motherf***er, dog.
That's a greedy.
Yo, that nigga gon' kill
me just for talkin' to you.
He gon' kill me, dog.
No, that sh*t can't happen.
You owe him, nigga.
He pissed, dog.
He pissed.
Give me yo sh*t, nigga.
You owe me, f***.
Give me all that sh*t.
You want gold, you
gotta pay for that sh*t.
Pay up, nigga.
The f*** you goin'?
You just gon' walk away from me?
You gon' walk away from
me, you f***in' p*ssy?
Coward.
You a coward.
You want the f***in' truth,
you come find me, nigga,
and bring yo sh*t.
Bring all that sh*t.
You want gold, you gotta
pay for that sh*t, nigga.
It's over, Cas.
It's over.
I was gonna be all rich.
Buy us a big mansion
out in the woods.
No one would even
know we were here.
Our fortress.
Man, have a snake in the
front yard, a python.
Big motherf***er,
dangerous motherf***er.
our mansion, Cas.
truckload of Doritos,
just eat dorito
sandwiches every day.
Man, we were gonna
eat like kings.
Pack our giant
fridge with Gatorade.
Capri suns, yeah.
So many f***in' Capri suns.
Damn.
Oh.
We'd have one of those
little Debby shelves, too.
Just like they
have in the store.
We have a whole
room-full of them,
and they'd go all the
way up to the ceiling.
We could take
whatever we wanted.
Wouldn't even have
to pay for it.
All for us.
And I'd wear a white
robe everywhere.
I wouldn't give a f***.
Beautiful white robe.
Just walkin' around my
mansion, in the woods,
in my robe.
Eating foot-long hot dogs
Yeah.
And I was gonna build
Just hit tennis balls off of it,
just like those
guys in New York.
It'd be real fancy.
And you know the
robot in rocky four?
Yep, we were gonna
have one of those,
fancy chocolate and sh*t.
Almost f***in' happened.
Damn.
F***.
Cortez?
It's my birthday today!
Oh, gas.
F***in' f*** it.
F*** you.
You failed.
You failed both of us.
A man need a goal.
You f***in' failed.
You got this.
You f***in' got this.
Come on.
Cas.
Here's your f***ing tooth!
Where are you?
Where the f*** are you?
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