The Lucky Man Page #3

you. Last night after I got off

work me... me and my 'ole lady

we made up... I, we're talkin'

about gettin' married... yeah,

isn't that the f***in' sh*t?

[UPBEAT HARMONICA MUSIC ENSUES]

[UPBEAT HARMONICA MUSIC ENSUES]

Padre, You okay?

You look a little pale.

I'm fine son... remember

compromise, that's the key.

Watch yourself.

[SPANISH CLUB DANCE MUSIC]

[SPANISH CLUB DANCE MUSIC]

BARTENDER:

OK hear ya... I hear ya.

There ya go man. Hey, ah...

what can I get for ya boss?

Ah.. Double tequila.

Double tequila...

startin' out early today.

Yes sir.

There ya go boss.

You ain't from

around here are ya?

Nah mister I'm just

passin' through... Not a whole

lot here for a guy like me.

[LAUGHS] I hear ya...

ain't a lot for anybody in

this piss ant little town. I

came through here about twenty

years ago to get a drink...

I'm still here. So watch out.

Yeah,

can I go again? Keep the change.

Yea, yea sure.

You okay man?

Yea, slick, I'm fine.

Why don't ya just... mind your

own damn business. Alright?

I... I don't feel much

like talkin'.

You got it.

THUG 1:
So, what's up dog?

You want a piece of this

action or you just gonna stand

here watchin' this ass whippin'

I'm given to my

home boy, right here.

THUG 2:
Nah dog... he

don't want any of this.

Where'd you get

that ugly ass shirt?

Your 'ole lady left it at

my place, a**hole.

Oh 'kay, so it's like that.

Look, I was wondering if you

guys may be able to help me out?

Help you out...

what do you mean, help you out?

You know where I can

score a little a...

little action?

So the little boy is lookin'

for some party tonight...

Nope, not, not exactly...

I need about ten of these.

If you know what I mean.

Look man, are you

the f***in' five-o

or something? What makes you

think we got the hookup?

Just because we

look the part means we are?

I mean you think you can

just walk into a place, put in

an order and BAM you're

gonna have it right there?

You gotta be f***in' high man.

I ain't,

I ain't a f***in' cop.

Alright you either

got the sh*t or you don't.

What's it gonna be?

I ain't got time to f*** around.

This motherf***er is a pig.

I can smell him. I'm still on

probation, I don't need this

sh*t.

Look man, I think

you might be alright.

Time will tell.

Here is a little bump for you.

I might be able to help you out.

You got the money?

Yeah!

No credit card sh*t, bro.

It's all cash. I got it.

Straight bank, bro.

- Yeah.

- You feel me?

- Yea.

- Good. There is an old warehouse

three blocks down. Meet me in

the alley in about an hour and

I'll have what you need. For

that much powder bro, It's gonna

cost you about a G. So

everything I am asking you for,

is don't forget the c-notes.

Yeah.

No bullshit, right?.... Good.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC ENSUES]

PAWN SHOP BROKER:

May I help you? What ya need

mac, ya lookin' for some heat?

Uh, yeah, I need a nine,

maybe a forty-five.

PAWN SHOP BROKER'S DAD: Son-of-a-b*tch,

sh*t fire and save the matches.

I jus..., I just

missed the hole again.

You are gonna have to excuse

my ole man, he's my business

partner and he is the resident

gunsmith. But a, frankly his

gettin' a little

senile ya know...

I heard that, sh*t head.

He heard it, he's

gonna forget it though in a few

minutes. Hey we have all kinds

of guns here. We got nines, we

got forty-fives, we got Smith

& Wesson, we got Glock, we got

Desert Eagle. If you can think

about it, we got it. Look a...

that old Caddy you drove up

in... I couldn't help but

notice... where'd you get that?

That belonged to my 'ole

man. Uh, that a 1911?

Can I see that one?

What year is that? Yea, I used

to have one of those back in the

day. Ya know, I laid more pipe

in that car, than a plumber.

Get it? A plumber.

Shut up.

How many extra clips

come with this one?

Um, you get one with the gun and

then one extra comes with it.

You know my wife made me sell

my old '67 when we got married.

How much?

She hated that car.

I mean out the door...

how much? Cash money.

The Colt is a good

choice for you sir.

I'm going to say four

hundred dollars... even.

But I gotta tell ya

something here... this gun it

came in from off the street...

some gentleman came in, didn't

even have an I.D. So, for all I

know... motherf***er could be

hot. Now that, is what ya call

full disclosure.

[DRAMATIC AMBIENCE]

Hey man, you

got the dinero or what?

Better have them Benjamins, yo.

They ain't Benjamin's, but I got

ya about fifty General Grants.

Okay, good good.

Dog you're going to love

this blow man.

I got it from my boy Rod.

It's just straight up from

some fine ass Colombian ho'.

Yeah, if that sh*t breaks in

one of those ho's stomach,

they die quick. Hope no one has

to die quick today homey.

You sure you ain't

the five-o cuz?

You don't look like no junky.

We all got our vices brother.

Mine just happens to be powder.

It takes me up to heaven, even

if it's just for a little bit.

I'm in a hurry so if we

could get on with it.

Jesus, hey hey, come on man.

Alright motherf***er, give me

the money. All of it. Or that

ho' that bought you that ugly

ass shirt, may never see your

sorry ass again.

I don't want any trouble,

I just want the sh*t.

Just give me the sh*t,

and I will give you the money.

Hey dog, are you gonna

get your ass killed or what?

Okay. Just give

'em the motherfuckin' money.

Hey, you

want the money?

I'm so sorry. Lord Almighty

help me. Help this man,

please Lord. Save this young man

please Lord. Please. Oh, no, no,

no, no... God, Jesus, please oh

Lord. Please let me save this

man. Don't let this man die God,

please. Please Lord. Please hear

me merciful God. Save this man

and forgive me for what I've

done. Please Lord,

it's not his time yet.

Please God hear me.

Oh Lord please. Lord, Chapter

16, oh Lord... they shall take

up serpents, and they shall

drink any deadly thing that

shall not harm them, and they

shall lay hands on the sick and

they shall be healed. Please.

Amen Jesus. Please Lord.

In Jesus name,

please, I believe.

Lord Almighty, hear

my prayer. Please Lord.

Please believe.

Oh God, please.

Are you? Are you?

DRAMATIC SYMPHONIC MUSIC

Becca! Hey! where are

you? Come on, we gotta get our

sh*t... we gotta get

f*** outta here.

Oh, Johnny are you trying to

give me a heart attack?

No, I'm really

serious Becca, come on.

Get dressed. Come on. We gotta

get the f*** outta here, right

now. Come on!

I don't got time for your sh*t.

I'll explain on the road.

Come on! You understand?

We gotta go right f***in' now.

What the? I need some...

a few minutes to get ready.

Stop! I don't need your

sh*t. Come on. Just hurry up.

Are you listening? Come on!

Get dressed... Jesus Christ.

Are you going to tell me

what the hell is going on?

You just barge in,

treat me like f***ing sh*t...

and then you just want to run

off like you robbed a bank.

- Just shut the f***....

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