The Muthers Page #3

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back your privileges.

It's up to you.

- They're gonna kill him.

- This kind men.

- Somebody woulda help him.

- They'll kill you.

- Have you ever been right?

- Enough to know that fighting

back is the surest way

to get your head kicked in.

- Thinking all the work we

do around here,

they give us a little coffee.

- We're what you call

minimum maintenance.

- I'm what you call

sick of this slob.

- You wanna make a petition to

make get a new cook?

- You mean to tell me somebody

cooked this mess?

- And here comes dessert.

- Thought you might need

some cigarettes.

- Oh, Serena, you're a fine rider.

- Yeah, I'm also a reckless fool.

You know I could get my head

bashed in for this?

- Oh, these are the new girls.

Anggie and Kelly.

- Hello, welcome to the

penitentiary.

- Hey Kelly, take a look at this.

A house n*gger.

- Be cool, girls.

- I have to go through a lot more

than picking coffee beans, honey.

A hell of a lot more.

- Yeah, but I don't think I

have the stomach

to do what you do.

- No, I don't think you do.

Enjoy your lunch.

- You know, I kissed a lot

of ass in my time,

but I'm not gonna take

non of her sh*t.

- This place is really getting

in my nerves too.

- Well, let's bust out then.

- I wouldn't try it.

- Sandy's out there somewhere

and she needs help.

- We'll leave tonight.

" How?

You know what happens when

somebody tries.

- I see what happens when

somebody don't.

- What the hell do you think

we're running here?

A nursery school?

- But Senior Monteiro--

- Excuses, I don't need excuses.

What I want is action.

Results, positive results.

- But we've doubled the guards,

Senior.

- Double the guards is nothing.

- Loyalty, discipline, fear.

That's what you need

among the ranks.

- Si, senior.

- It took you one whole week

to catch one girl.

Unforgivable.

- Si, senior.

- You have until this afternoon to

bring me the other one.

- She will be caught, senior.

- If you bother, your next.

Where have you been?

- Just riding.

- Sancho, what the hell are

you doing here?

- Turks h the camp.

Killed some of our men.

He's looking for you.

Where's Sandra?

- She's not here.

- Get us outta here, Sancho.

- The men are ready.

They're waiting at Pico de Loro,

along the coast.

- Let's go.

Now!

- Sancho!

- Oh no!

You bastard, you f***ing bastard!

I'm gonna kill every

last one of you.

That man has gotta die.

- That's what all the

girls talk about.

Talk about killing Montiero and

talk about escaping.

You know, I must've heard 10,000

ways how to kill a man

and another five how to

get outta here.

We can talk in our way,

keeps us going.

But pretty soon, all you wanna do

is just stay alive.

And you get on your

knees and you crawl

and you do anything they

want you to do.

- I won't crawl on my

knees for nobody.

I'm not one of Monteiro's slaves.

I was fighting for my life when

I was five years old

and I'm not rolling over and

playing dead now.

- Anggie, there is no

way out of here.

Just no way.

- I'm gonna find it.

- You, time is up.

- Just tell your friends

they better be extra careful.

Monteiro has his eyes on them.

You know how it works.

Half the girls in this plantations

would sell them their mother

for a cigarette.

- I don't think they'd be stopping.

- Would you got with them?

- I might.

- You'd be killed.

- Is that an official statement?

- Marcie, you know me

better than that.

If I thought there was a

chance I go with you,

but there isn't.

I know Monteiro better

than anybody alive.

No one has ever escaped from here.

That's more important to him

than anybody's life.

- You call this a life?

- I'm trying to make it as

easy for you as I can.

- Serena, it ain't easy enough.

- I'll do this much.

I'll see to it that they're

released from their cells

and they can work the fields gain.

- Gee, thanks.

- Marcie, at least they get a

chance to eat a full meal.

And the chance to think it over.

But no more games.

At least not until we get a

definite plan mapped out.

Is that a deal?

- The only deal I'm gonna make

is to put a bullet through

Monteiro's head.

- Now, Serena's only trying to help.

- There's not much difference

between the frying pan and the fire.

Take my word, stay away from her.

- Anggie, I've had enough

of your bitching.

And another thing, there

ain't no house n*ggers

around here either.

So let's forget all that bull

and see at how Serena can help us

get us out of here.

- F*** Serena.

If only we can get a

message to our men

so they can come and blow

this place sky high.

- My clients

were very pleased

with the last batch.

- All the

credits goes to Serena.

- It would be a shame if you ever

had to lose all these.

- I don't intend to.

- I blew the government has

different ideas.

You know, in the capital, I keep

her all those lose talk

about the justice department

being anxious to see

this closed down.

- Barrows, it will take much more

than lose talk to do that.

Much much more, my friend.

- It won't work.

I don't care how many

men they've got.

Monteiro has this place

so well-guarded,

it would be suicide to try anything.

- Serena, they're gonna die here.

- I know that.

Trust me.

- That's the

best of the breed.

- Her.

- You know your women.

Serena.

Open your mouth.

- I'll get us outta here.

- Anggie, don't be stupid.

- Let me please, no!

Leave me alone!

Save me, please!

No, please!

Please take me with you!

Please!

Goddammit, leave me alone!

No, no!

- I'm sorry for this.

They'll have better

manners next time.

- You see what happened, Anggie?

- I'm sorry, I didn't get to him.

- You'll be alright, Anggie.

- Serena!

What do you want?

- Nothing.

That can wait.

- What's the matter with you?

Is it those black girls again?

I'm fed up about you

concerned over them.

You've interceded for them

once too often.

You forget why you're here?

- No.

- Don't forget you're here

because I need you.

For my convenience.

And I can do any damn

thing that I want

so stop meddling with my affairs.

Remember that I own you

and never forget where you

came from or else.

- Then why don't you just let me go?

' YOu?

Go?

Up to this time, you're still hoping

that I would change?

That somehow, we could still

make it together?

- Kelly, Kelly.

I've decided.

- What?

- Beer.

- Oh, Anggie.

- When I get out of here, I'm gonna

get a barrel of beer

and I'm gonna get them, I'm gonna

wallow 'em.

- That's the spirit, girl.

- Not spirit, beer.

I'm gonna get outta here.

- I know what I need when I

get outta here, girl.

Wooh!

- Dancing?

- No, a good man.

Flaughs)

- Can I have a piece?

- I'm just get outwith them,

Serena.

I guess I haven't been fair getting

you involved like this.

But you got yourself

put of the field

and outta the barracks.

- You think that's the heel

of a deal, huh?

You know damn well what

I go through.

You think I wouldn't get

out of this sh*t

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