The Set Up Page #2

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- You say down by the river?

- The river, yeah.

Come on now, we've been waiting

for this day for a long time.

Let's not f***ing fall apart.

Yo, come check it out.

- Five milly.

- Whoo!

Holy sh*t, that's a lot of ice, man.

Five million.

See, now you see why i did

what i did, man. I got y'alls back.

Here he comes.

Why don't y'all wait here?

$5 million, man.

I can take care of my girl.

That's all you think about.

Valerie this, Valerie that.

- What do you want?

- I'm waiting on that money.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

You sure?

Like I got a choice.

Oh!

- What the f*** are you doing?

- I'm sorry, bro.

Let's go!

Let's go!

As I laid gasping for my next breath,

I knew God had given me

a second chance.

But I was too stupid

to take it.

I was going to get

what was mine.

Sonny, what the f***?

- F***!

- He shot me.

- Who shot you?

- Vince, man.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

Sit down.

- Where'd you get hit?

- Up top.

Lay down.

Lay down.

Oh f***.

It's lodged

in your collarbone.

Get your f***ing dirty hands

out of there. Let me have a look.

You got lucky. Looks like

it hit your cross. Let me get this off.

- My mom gave me that.

- Yeah, I know.

Hold on, you're gonna

need this. Here.

'Cause this is gonna

pucker your a**hole.

Move this.

Ready?

Oh sh*t.

It ain't even that deep.

It's f***ing burning, man.

I heard something

was gonna go down.

I didn't think

it was you guys.

What did you hear, Joe?

Come on, let me finish

this sh*t, all right?

Ahh! Sh*t!

F***, it's in there.

Hold on.

I see the sh*t.

I feel it.

Oh Sh*t. Sh*t.

Hold on, hold on.

Oh f***.

Nice, huh? I'll make

a nice tongue stud with that.

I can't believe he shot me, man.

What'd you hear, Joey?

Vince was running his mouth

to some connected guys downtown

that he's got a big score coming.

Why would he say that?

We never kick back to them.

I don't know. I think he was just

trying to buy some protection.

Hold that there. Hold that.

Where the f*** are you going?

You need to lay down.

- I got to find him.

- Oh, yeah, genius?

You gonna be walking around in

a bloody shirt with a bullet hole in it?

Cops won't be looking for that.

Take that sh*t off.

Here.

- Listen, you know John R, right?

- Yeah, made guy, runs the card clubs.

Yeah, down on Woodward.

Now I'll bet

if someone was to go

down there this Friday night,

he might run into Vince or someone

who knows where he is.

- Thanks, Joey.

- Hey, hold on.

Try not to get

your ass shot again, all right?

You need anything,

you come back here.

- All right?

- All right.

Do you want to talk about it?

Talk about what?

Whatever brought you here.

I'm here to pray for a friend.

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