Bad Ass Page #2

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- All right, brother. Call me.

"Bad Ass."

Come on, Baxter.

My administration has

organized a new initiative,

which we are calling

"Operation Street Cleaning."

We've also enhanced and increased

local law enforcement,

in order to rid our neighborhoods

of crime and gang-related activity.

It is the top priority of this

administration to return our city

back to the safety it once knew.

Boy, what you carrying in this box?

A dead body and a watermelon?

- No, that's my entertainment library.

- Entertainment?

Behind the Green Horse.

Is that new?

- You haven't seen that?

- No.

- Check that out tonight.

- Oh, I just might do that.

You know what? All this moving is

making me thirsty. We bring any beer?

You're in charge of beer.

I'm in charge of entertainment.

Man, I know there's

something around here somewhere.

We, ladies and gentlemen,

are going to unite,

and make this the strongest

and the safest community in this county.

I know my mama wouldn't

leave a dry house.

You have my word.

Hoo-ah!

Holy sh*t.

Biscuit and Klondike

gonna have booze tonight.

Yeah. Thank you, Mama.

I was running fast as I could, man.

I mean, that woman kept

catching up to me.

I mean, I run the 100-yard dash,

for Christ sakes,

trying to get away from this woman.

I've never seen you

run so fast in your life.

She looked like a hooker to me, man.

She came on to me, too.

You know, them Vietnamese

are tricky motherfuckers,

making their soldiers

look like whores and sh*t.

Klondike, she weighed 200 pounds and

had a machine gun strapped on her neck.

It was dark, motherf***er.

I couldn't see sh*t.

I just followed my nose.

My nose led me to p*ssy

and my nose don't discriminate p*ssy.

Where's Baxter, man?

I thought he would've

licked that plate clean by now.

Baxter probably locked himself

in the closet again.

What the hell's he doing in there?

Ah...

Rubbing one out, ain't he?

No.

He's probably... He just likes

his quiet time like his daddy.

Yeah. His daddy.

His daddy's a good guy.

Thank you, man.

- For what?

- For letting me move in with you.

You've been there for me the whole time,

man. You're a damn good friend.

- I mean that.

- Klondike.

You and Baxter

are the only family I got.

You saved my life. I owe you.

You know what?

I see...

...really good changes

for you and me, Biscuit.

- Take my word for it.

- It's a long time coming.

You know, people talk about

having the best days of their lives.

I'm still waiting for mine.

The past 40 years,

I've felt like a bouncing ball.

No stability in my life.

But... I think

the bouncing's slowing down.

I'm turning over a new leaf.

Yeah, I think I'm gonna find

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