Ambushed Page #2

that you'll answer?

Go ahead.

I picked that up after

your first few dozen slurs.

They walk

in my neighborhood.

Shut up.

You know that,

don't you?

Did your dad

ever whip you?

"Rosy cheeks."

Ooh, just thinking

about it hurts my behind.

Usually he'd

just punish us.

I thought you only

had a sister.

How did your father punish

you and your brother?

Some of them would start crying

before we even started fighting.

Until he hit him,

but he wouldn't.

Ly.

He'd lynch him

and his whole fami

n.

So ronald starts hitting

brian over and over agai

but brian wouldn't

even hit him back.

What happened

after that?

Er.

And that he's not

my brother anymore

'cause he's a n*gger lov

what happened

to your brother, eric?

Eric?

What happened

to your brother?

It's a story

with a point.

Sometimes the truth

is easier to understand

when it's in a story.

You know

what i mean?

He didn't know when he bough

t it that the dog was a cur.

And it has no reason

for being.

Even a cur knows when it'

s not acting according

to its true nature.

(gunshot)

Because i knew that my dad had

put that dog out of its misery.

Paperwork, what else?

Between 11:
00

and 12:
00 yesterday.

17 seconds.

Shannon herrold.

Hey, boy.

I don't know what

you talking about.

Don't you

blaspheme his name.

U?

You got a bitc

h that raised yo

resident of the sunnys

ide rest home.

Down at st. Mary's chu

rch, isn't that right?

Hello?

- I thought you would.

- (spits)

Watts:

Jerry!

Jerry!

- Where's...

- i came by myself, j.,

just like you told me.

I can't.

Something's gonna

happen at 11:
00.

Okay.

- Go!

- (gunshots)

(gunshots)

Now!

I know, i know.

I'll be back.

Come on!

Hurry up!

(distant gunshots)

E.

I told you

, he's min

sh*t!

Ut.

You take the others,

find where this lets o

oh, sh*t!

About your age

, adolf.

Go go go!

Oh, god.

.

Let me see

i'll catch up.

Cool breeze, silent death.

- Come on.

- (groans)

(footsteps approaching)

I got 'em.

Jerry:

We only got

a little ways to go.

Sh*t!

(gunshots)

(laughter)

My pretty faaaaaaaace!

- (gunshot)

- Ahhh!

(gunshot)

You b*tch!

All clear.

Go.

Jerry:

You don't look so pretty now

. let's go, come on.

(gunshots)

(screams)

Y.

It's oka

no.

Must have got it

from lawrence at the ambush.

- Jerry?

- Hmm?

He was trying

to kill me.

.

Oh, don't...

don't say that

, don't say that

we'll fi

gure this out.

Y.

Don't worr

i smoke

fatboy cigars.

Can't even get a date

with whitney houston.

Ohhhh!

Yeah.

That's a good age.

Jerry doesn't even

know where his boy is.

Jerry's boy's

in heaven, scooby.

That's that

black disease.

He taught us to thank god

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes