Kevin Hart: What Now? Page #3

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Chips! Chips,

chips, chips!

DEALER:
This all for you.

One, two, three...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Ninety-six, ninety-seven,

ninety-eight...

Hey.

Where's the money at?

I put it in the case.

In what case?

In this case.

You put all that

money in this case?

Why are you asking

such dumb questions?

Yes, I put the money

in the case!

Oh, so now you can turn into

David f***ing Copperfield!

Tell me... Woman!

You act like the money

couldn't have fell off

the table.

That's possible.

Mr. Hart?

Ah! You must think that

you're a very funny guy,

huh?

You have to think that

you're the funniest man

in America

to even think

about pulling off

what you're trying

to pull off today. Hmm?

That you're doing

what nobody else

out there is doing, huh?

(LAUGHS) You have to think

that you have the entire

world by the balls.

Hmm? This what you think?

You insult me.

But I'm going

to give you one chance

to get out of here alive.

Without the money.

Then I don't ever want to

see that little sh*t face

of yours ever again.

Now, hand over the case.

Mmm-mmm.

I'm not giving you my money.

This is gonna pay

for my global tour.

(SCOFFS)

Eighteen seconds.

Eighteen seconds,

but I could shave

three seconds off,

gets me 15 seconds.

Minus the two,

that puts me at 13.

Thirteen plus four

puts me back at 17.

Seventeen plus one

puts me back at 18.

Eighteen minus four is 14.

Fourteen minus two is 12.

Twelve times pi?

F***! What is 12 times pi?

Wait, pi? What is pi?

Uh, four?

Okay, so we'll go with four.

(MUMBLING)

Forget it.

Forget pi, forget pi.

Just do the 14 minus two.

Fourteen minus two

puts me back at 12.

12 seconds.

That's what

it's gonna take.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(YELLS)

(YELLS)

(BLOOD SPLATTERING)

Are you f***ing

kidding me?

(YAWNS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GROANING)

What the f***?

Damn it!

He's a bleeder!

Sh*t!

F***! Sh*t! (GRUNTS)

(EXCLAIMING IN DISGUST)

(SOBS)

(GASPS)

What the f***

was you doing?

Huh?

Ain't sh*t on you,

your dress ain't

messed up, hair all nice.

You wanna

explain yourself?

Kevin, I'm Halle Berry.

I don't get messed up.

Let's go.

That's a bunch

of Halle bullshit!

Could've gotten me

a napkin or something!

(BEEPS)

I didn't even start the watch!

Goddamn it, Kevin!

I can't just walk

around like this.

This means I'm gonna be late.

You know that, don't you?

I'ma get you

some clothes.

Will you stop? Stop!

What?

Look at me!

I'm covered

in f***ing blood!

I see that, Kevin.

But nobody around

here notices that,

so just walk normal.

What it is, baby?

What the hell

happened to you, man?

I love you, too.

Nigga, you look dead!

See? I'm saying people

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