The Baytown Outlaws Page #7

You've been promoted.

L-ln...

Empty...

- That ain't much.

- It's gonna have to do.

Lincoln don't look so good.

Yeah, he's been better.

Hey.

You think she's gonna come

and see this thing through?

Or is she just gonna run

for the hills?

I reckon we're about to find out, ain't we?

Yeah.

Why you reckon God

would make someone like him?

What?

Why would God let something

be wrong with him like that?

I don't know. Hell, man, I don't know.

Hell, why you asking me that, man?

I don't know.

Just been thinking about it.

I don't ask

why God made men like him.

I wonder why he made men like us.

How are the boys'?

All right.

Hey, Brick?

I'm starting to think we should

have finished school.

At least junior high.

It's almost over, bud.

- Sh*t!

- McQueen!

A f***ing arrow, man? F***!

Come on!

Go!

Move your ass, woman!

- Sh*t.

- Where's Rob, Brick?

He's safe!

Stay right here.

I've gotta go get some ammo.

- No! I'm going with you.

- Stay here!

- I'm going with you!

- F***!

- Come on, man!

- Go!

- Grab a gun. F***.

- Take me to f***ing Rob!

You're keeping your ass here!

That was a f***ing arrow, man!

Brick!

Brick!

Time out, motherf***er!

This ain't fun no more! Stop!

F*** me! Sh*t.

I told you to f***ing stay here!

You're really gonna say

I told you so right now'?

You mind yourself, woman!

Sh*t!

God!

- Don't f***ing move!

- Come out, come out.

What you gonna do with that, huh?

- McQueen!

- Hey!

Hey! Hey!

You're about to have

a bad day, John Redcorn.

Remind me again who's

gonna have a bad day?

Ain't that a sight.

So... you and your brothers

kidnapped the kid from...

from Ms Martin, and you were

planning on holding him for ransom'?

- Yeah? All right.

- That's what I said.

And what about these other men here?

Who are they? Huh?

L-lrn?

All right. All right.

You'll have plenty of time to think

about your answers in prison. Yeah?

- Agent Reese?

- Special Agent Simmons! Hey!

- Nice work.

- Thank you, sir. Thank you.

I'm very impressed

with how you navigated these waters.

I'm putting in a request to have

you take over this territory.

- No, no, no, no, sir...

- Don't worry about the details.

We'll get everything handled. Cover

the moving expenses and everything.

- But my wife...

- It's a fine place to raise a family.

- Sir... I...

- I'm sure she'll love it.

F*** me.

Hey! F*** me!

Hey, bud!

I just wanted to say thank you.

I'm sorry it came down to all this.

Don't mention it.

Just make sure

you take care of this little guy.

He's one tough cuss.

Sorry we didn't get the f***er.

That's all right.

Carlos will get his.

Hey, man, you think I could have

a minute? I ain't going nowhere.

All right.

Hey, stop that.

You're an Oodie now.

Make sure this sh*t

didn't go down for nothing.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Well, ain't that some E.T. sh*t?

You know Brick's gay, right?

See ya, Rob.

The hits just keep on coming.

No matter how this thing plays out...

I'm proud of you boys.

You busy? Goddamn it!

Is there anything I can get you'?

- What?

- I have a package for Carlos Lyman.

- Please sign here.

- I ain't signing sh*t.

- Just give me the package.

- Are you all right, sir'?

Yeah, I'm fine. It's none

of your goddamn business.

- You have to sign.

- Isn't that great?

The f***ing Postal Service is

concerned with my goddamn wellbeing.

This better be a box

full of f***ing cash.

You b*tch!

What was that letter they gave you'?

Some work release bullshit, I...

No.

"Brick. I told you I'd settle up.

The truck's from Rob."

Come to find out,

more people could use your help.

"Check the bed and enjoy the toys.

Celeste."

What truck?

Damn!

Whoo!

I guess somebody forgot to tell me

it was motherfucking Halloween

in the South today.

That Asian one.

Pink eyeliner on.

I've got something pink,

and I'm swinging it real low.

Swinging it real low.

I don't wanna hear any goddamn lip.

It's a f***ing bar. You want some

McDonald's, go to McDonald's.

Make me a sandwich!

I don't give a f*** what it is

as long as he just get to eat.

Hey, shaggy! Come on get the...

We're gonna walk in here

and cause some sh*t!

Get the f*** out of here,

you dumb, backwards-talking,

motherfucking

Sling Blade-ass motherf***er.

If my brother was here, you wouldn't

be talking that bullshit to me.

I'll f***ing kill your ass

and f*** Mac.

Turn that porn off for me. I don't give

a f***! Make a sandwich for you.

Yeah, I'll be the biggest Jew-kicking,

motherfucking ass motherf***er

you gonna ever see.

I ain't never seen a Jew that big!

What the f*** am I gonna do with

him, Chuckabee? I don't know.

When was the last time you went

to the dentist, motherf***er?

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