While She Was Out Page #3

I was there for you, right?

You trust me, right?

Right?

All we got to do is find her,

and we're out of here. I promise.

That's it.

There's her Ford!

Somebody tell her mom

to lay out her black dress.

Why? Is she dead?

No, she went through her trunk.

She's here.

She's hiding somewhere.

She left her purse.

It's all in here. Her cell phone.

Where are you?

- Her battery gave out.

- We're going to find you!

There she is!

Go that way! That way!

F***!

- You see her down there?

- No, man.

- She must have gone around.

- She vanished.

Check each one of these houses.

Split up. Spread out!

Della!

We know who you are!

You can't hide, honey.

We're not going to give up

till we find you.

You're trapped, Della.

We're going to find you!

Where's Little Red Riding Hood?

Where was that?

Check the house next door!

Move it!

There she is!

- We got you.

- You're dead, b*tch.

Time to say goodbye.

You hear that?

Do you hear that?

It's the sound of the waves!

Sounds good, right?

Yeah, Chuckie.

It sounds great.

Don't worry.

When we're done with you,

we'll send you back to mister...

You want play nice?

You want to play?

Back off! Hold back!

Give me a minute.

I'm sorry about that.

I'm sorry.

You okay?

Chill out.

You all right?

Settle down!

Settle down!

You all right? Settle down.

You know how we know your name?

You messed up, Della.

You left your purse in the car.

Give me that.

Your photo

doesn't do you justice.

He is right.

- You look better in person.

- You do.

You look good.

You're not going

to need it anymore.

What's in that box, Della?

What's in the box?

What's in the box, girl?

What's up? You think

she's carrying some cash?

Some jewelry or something?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Maybe she cashed in

her life savings.

Plan on running away?

Start a new life?

That is it, Della?

You got enough scratch

to buy us off?

Open the box.

Open the box!

- Open it!

- Okay.

Take the box. We're going

to kill her anyway.

I'll open the box.

You know what?

She ain't got nothing.

Let's take that p*ssy

and get going.

I got her!

Down there!

Look out, Huey!

- What the f***, niggas?

- Shut up!

- Are you hurt?

- I said, shut up!

And don't use the N-word.

You ain't representing.

Huey?

- What did you do?

- What do you mean?

Stop f***ing around.

Huey?

- What's up, little brother?

- Spare me, God.

Quit f***ing around.

Huey?

What's up?

F***!

F***!

Come on, man.

What the f*** did you do?

Get off him!

I didn't kill him.

- You stepped on his face!

- Don't touch me!

- I didn't kill him! She did.

- Get the f*** off!

God! Huey!

- I'm going to get that b*tch!

- You let her go!

You piece of sh*t!

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