The Wrath of Cain Page #2

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He said he has no manpower had.

- For extra activities.

I never come here to leave.

That I accept.

It is very difficult without my music.

If I play it's like I'm not.

- Yes.

Damn, I miss that.

I gotta go.

I'll see you next week.

I heard that you provide for Cain.

Yes.

- Now is your big chance to impress him.

You have a long time

spent in solitary confinement, Cain.

Every time I let you out,

you get back from something stupid.

I know you usually defend yourself

as you are the 'big boss' are.

There are plenty of people who think

that if you down ...

that they be notorious or famous, or something.

That's why you always keep going to the hole,

year after year.

You know, we have

children who come here.

Half of them want to know if here

Cain trapped.

They see you as a movie star.

You and I know that your life

is not so glamorous.

If I were to tell you a

chance to make

this does not happen again with the boys from

near it? What if you could help?

What if you can pick up life

you've wasted ...

and used that to save them?

What if I tell you:

you have a chance to save your son.

Do you?

What's in it for me?

What do you mean?

- If I containers with little prick, what good is this?

The ability to help

is already a reward in itself.

Okay, what do you want?

I want you to give Willie his saxophone back

and to let him play.

You want me to give Willie his saxophone back

and to let him play?

I can not do.

That's a security risk. We do not have

enough staff to allow such a thing.

Let him play in the hole section.

There is no safety

because we are locked 23 hours a day.

That is outrageous.

Well, like it or not.

Remember ... Director

It's for the children.

Okay. But if there is a blunder ...

it's over.

Fine.

JD Parker, drug dealer,

armed murderer ..

... and like all of us fed

by power and greed.

But the difference with him is that no

longer safe on the street as he is.

What is it?

Let's go drink something first with the homies,

and we go to one of your student bars.

Okay, JD, serious, man.

Come with me to Berkeley.

I have that very flat.

Remember that you have paid my tuition fees?

As I said, do not say it to the boys.

I do not want everyone to stop his hand.

You know, one of us must fit the neighborhood.

Come on, the homies are waiting for us.

What's up, guys?

Is that one of the homies?

Damn no! Come on!

- Happy birthday!

I build a party with my homies

Is that right? Now?

Okay, thanks.

We will see.

My tailor said they have a party at their club.

- Yes?

That bastard thinks he has done Mike,

can get away.

The f***ing with him and his homies.

Only JD.

I do not kill the whole gang,

I want nothing to do.

Come on, why do you do

really worried about the idiots?

You heard what I said.

Yeah, yeah.

I told you so, just JD.

- I told you, Mike!

Drop your weapon.

Drop your weapon.

- Drop your weapon!

Your hands and dare not move around.

I will direct to the point.

Your son Ricky has just been tried.

Accessory to murder.

Seven and half years.

Sorry, Cain.

I'm sorry that this happened just now, but ...

- No, I have my son talk.

We will guide you to the courtyard

there you can talk to him.

But you have to behave.

How are you, son?

Do not call me son.

What is it?

This does not all me. What?

- Look ...

We're on my turf,

we do it by my rules.

F*** your rules on me.

- You're a gangster, huh? What are you doing here?

Listen, do you get the clothes.

F*** rules.

Who wants to talk, homie.

- Like father like son.

Is that your explanation?

- I do not have time for that nonsense, man.

No.

All you have here is time.

What do you want from me, partner?

Life is choices.

I hope you choose to forgive me.

The easy way or

hard, I do not bag.

Go f*** yourself with.

Do not, Motherfuckers!

Do not! Jesus!

I've already gone through this project sucks.

See all those a**holes here?

Let them get the discount,

you know what I mean?

Do you have gum?

My name is Cain.

Yeah, I know of the Seas Tones ...

You there, why do you talk so loud?

I'm here, just talking a**hole.

You come of the Seas Tones.

Before?

I always heard the stories

to you how crazy it was not.

From my Uncle. You remember him

perhaps. His name was Big Al.

Yeah, I remember Big Al ...

A stupid idiot.

- That's heavy balls, man. He's dead.

Yeah, I know.

He was slain during a robbery

at a liquor store next to the police station.

As I said, an idiot.

Apparently you're just as stupid.

The 'Unity One' and 'PipeIine'

are interested in you.

I ...

Sit still, you bastard!

I do not bag for you.

I'm here to tell you

what happened with you

If you end up in a cell,

with a n*gger like me.

Returning to a dentist?

- Yes.

Aaa Say ...

Open your mouth further open.

Keep in mind that position.

And you, n*gger, put your hat off.

Oh, yeah ...

Do your hair down.

Hang it forward.

You have that beautiful hair ...

Oh, yeah, that's really beautiful.

Are you part Indian?

- Yes.

What? you have a problem with something, nigga.

I have a crush on you.

We will take you to graze, rookie.

I bow but no one, nigga.

What ...?

That's enough.

Stop it. You go back into the cell.

Go back in line.

- Your days are numbered.

By walking. Now

Do I turn this thing around your head!

Do not be scared, Mama's boy.

Let the black alone.

Yeah, I remember your first day here.

You were just like that little f***ing bag.

Long, handsome, black, nice and fresh.

I want you to take your ass,

but did not do it.

Now you must reciprocate.

What are you doing?

Back to work.

And you two hell out of here.

Thank you, Cain.

Do not thank me, nigga.

Do you only for personal protection.

I just want to serve my time,

and get out of here

I am not interested me

with someone in order.

It does not work, boy.

As if I said Thank you, Caine.

Listen, I want you to clean up.

I'll be back.

All this stuff?

- Everything.

Clean up the mess. Forward.

Back to work.

It looks stupid

do you understand me?

Listen nigga, that's why we're here.

Can you help me with?

It's about survival, Homie.

On the side, nigga.

I have two of you together uilskuikens spades.

I can not let you do, brother.

Let's keep the peace.

If someone goes to my son

to f***, there will be no peace.

You're the boss

because I am not.

But if I'm going to do it again ...

I swear to God that the bad end

for those that they involve.

Do you understand me?

I heard what you

have done for me, homie.

Listen, man.

You do not save me, nigga,

I'll take care of myself, okay?

You're my son. I make sure that you

nothing happens whether you like it or not.

What, nigga?

You're the reason my mother died.

What are you talking about?

Come on, talk.

Why a life anyway?

A kind of fake Bonnie and Clyde.

A novelty, nigga.

They died together.

And you still alive and remains dead.

And you have slain her.

I thought so

You know me, dick.

I have nothing to say, nigga.

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