Gummo Page #3
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- 1997
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had a heart attack and died...
so l guess they're getting ready
to go out of business.
l'm pretty smart,
if l say so myself.
Why is that?
This afternoon,
we walked into a fruit store...
and the clerk thought
l was some out-of-town hick.
''Those apples will be
two bucks each,'' he tells me.
That's where l outsmarted him.
l hand over a five...
And as he's about to give me
a dollar change, l say...
''Keep it. We're even.
''On the way in,
l stepped on a grape.''
You want this
by the cat or by the pound?
Don't matter.
l'll give you
a dollar a pound, then.
Hey, uh...
could you hook me up
with some glue?
What kind you want?
Not wood glue.
Not cement glue, either.
Do you have butcher's
model glue, in tins?
Yeah. l'm gonna go get it, man.
Who was it?
Who killed that little baby cat?
-Joseph.
-Was it?
Yeah. lt was ate up
with maggots, though.
They had to kill it.
They're just strays.
have twenty babies.
He wasn't about this long.
how to make it stay away.
Couldn't do it. He said,
''Give me a bottle of gasoline.''
and poured it full of gasoline.
Get that son of a b*tch. l ain't
never seen that cat since.
Lit it. Poured gas down it.
Poured gas down it, man,
and lit it.
l ain't never killed nothin'...
just to be killing it,
besides that cat.
He lit a cat on fire
for six hours.
Boom ! Boom !
No, l seen somebody put one
in a microwave.
That motherf***er melted.
They got me for a damn BB gun.
You shouldn't have pulled it
on that girl.
l didn't pull it on that girl.
You're crazy!
You're crazy, man.
You're crazy, man.
l didn't pull that BB gun out.
When l went to jail, they put us
in the old juvenile...
because the jails were so full.
lt was one little room...
with a big old silver hard bed
on a brick wall.
There was eighty-five people
in the same cell with us.
was them n*ggers down there.
l--God, boy, hey, mmm.
They make me so mad, l just want
to tear their head off.
l hate the motherfuckers.
l just don't like 'em.
You got them all. lf you
hit one, you get them all.
They have ten
to every one of you.
-Unless you got n*gger buddies.
That's it. lf you got
some good Latin buddies...
l had some good--some good
n*gger friends at Pearl.
Solomon...
did your mom find a new house?
l saw a house yesterday...
near my house.
l think it was this lady's.
l saw a sign, ''for sale.''
lt had a bullet hole
in the mailbox.
A hole?
A big old hole.
l think my brother shot it down
when l was younger.
l think it was him.
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