Bad Frank Page #3

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I know how it goes.

- Desert you.

- No, it's not desert you.

No, it is. Why would you run

around and then hurt you.

You come around to hurt. You don't

run around. You come around.

You ain't gonna run around

and desert either.

- It's run around...

- Well, it's a f***ing song.

It doesn't have to f***ing

make sense.

They should be here

any minute anyway.

Hurt you's first.

There they are.

Holy sh*t.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Hey, Mickey.

Nice to finally meet you.

Travis.

What's up, Niko?

Frank. Is that frank...

Is that frank Pierce?

Yeah. Yeah.

Is that you frank?

How you doing, Mick?

This is frank?

Yeah. Wait a second.

How you been?

Been good.

Yeah. Yeah.

You look different.

Last I heard, you met some broad

and you settled down.

Yeah.

Couple of years now.

Yeah. Ain't it something

what a couple of years can do?

Things change, huh?

So. How's the old man doing

these days? You know?

- I couldn't tell you.

- No? Yeah.

Celia and I got divorced

a couple of years ago.

Crystal? She's a big girl.

She's all grown up now.

Still a pain in the ass. Dropped

out of a couple of colleges.

Did a stint in rehab, you know.

She likes getting high.

What are you gonna do?

F*** it.

Frank. Wow.

- Who the f*** is this guy?

- Niko, this is... relax, man.

- Something funny over there?

- Nothing's funny.

- I mean I'm funny sometimes.

- Your f***ing face is funny.

- Oh, stop it, man.

- What's up, cue ball?

- Who the f*** you talking to?

- Frank, frank.

- Chill out, okay? Chill out.

- F*** you.

Hey, shh. Come on, frank.

Just like the old days.

You and me. All right?

Come on. Let's go.

B*tch.

Hey, it's the black guys!

What's going on?

I'm afraid of black people.

That's good.

I'm afraid of white people.

Hey, I'm good. What's going on?

Hey, man. What's up?

We gotta f***ing deal with

these f***ing Moulinyans?

- What the f*** did you say?

- Hey, hey, hey, hey. Be cool. Be cool. Ignore him.

- F*** you, man.

- Ignore this motherf***er.

It's me. It's me, man.

Come on, man.

It's my money, all right?

Just deal with me, okay?

Let me taste that, okay?

- We cool?

- Yeah, we cool. Where's the money?

- It's right there.

- Take the f***ing money.

Be cool, man. Ignore him.

He's a racist, okay?

Good. You'll like this.

It's white.

It's white?

All right. Here we go.

- All right.

- Taste that. Good sh*t.

It looks good.

Let's hope it is good, huh.

Oh, yeah.

That's bomb.

Oh, f***!

What the f***?

Niko! What the f***?

- What the f*** was that?

- Come on, come on.

Hey. That's for frank.

Wait for the next call.

Go. Just drive the f***ing car.

Let's go.

- They just f***ing shot him.

- Make a right.

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