Blood and Bone Page #4

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One kick.

Folded up Big Lamont like a paper bag.

Where's he from?

Only cat that knows is Pinball.

Okay.

Here's my boy.

You're my babies.

Get back, get back, get back, get back.

Get back.

- What's wrong with you?

- They eat dogs in China.

Get in here. Come on, man.

Yeah.

Them motherfuckers...

Sorry?

Just saying,

they're looking at me like Chinese takeout.

It's because you don't know

how to treat them.

Just like everything else, you just gotta

show them who their master is.

You ready?

For what?

Just tell me if you're ready.

Yeah, I'm ready, man, I'm ready.

What? What?

- Kill.

- James, stop messing around, James.

Stop messing around, man.

Get them motherfucking dogs

away from me, man.

Stop.

What did I tell you about cursing?

Remember, profanity is a brutal vice.

He that uses it is no gentleman.

I gotta warn you,

I'm always thinking three moves ahead.

- He's looking fresh today.

- Yeah, yeah, with his church shoes on.

Yeah, I mean, he likes this bike, right?

- I know you feeling it.

- See this?

- You see the bling?

- Bling, bling, bling.

You want that, right? You want that.

A fiend for that.

Jared! Get your little behind up here

right now.

Hey! You two good-for-nothings,

take that... Get off this block!

Man, f*** you,

you gray-haired,

Grandpa Moses-looking motherf***er.

You Metamucil-drinking-ass motherf***er.

You don't want me to come down there,

do you?

All right.

It's all in the tone of your voice.

That's how you get things done around here.

Hey, yo, Bone!

Time to go, partner.

That's checkmate.

What? Checkmate?

I play four moves ahead.

Here.

Damn.

I'm not sure I approve

of the company you keep, Mr. Bone.

Me, neither.

Hey.

You know Car Wash is not just a movie.

This may seem like some old

underground fight club sh*t, low-key and all.

These motherfuckers can scrap, though.

You see that chick? I used to hit that.

Pretty hot for a fighter, huh?

Not anymore.

Sh*t.

And the winner is,

the vindictive Veretta Vendetta!

Don't get on her bad side, homies.

That's f***ing right.

Tatt, what up?

- What's up, man?

- Chilling.

So, check this out. I got this new fighter.

I'll bet you $5000, what you think?

- Who?

- That man right there, Bone.

I'm talking about your best fighter

right now. Five G's.

- My best fighter?

- Your best fighter.

- All right, man.

- All right?

- Yeah.

- Five G's?

All right.

Okay, we got the next fight.

Over here we got this guy, Bone.

He seems to think he can come here

and take all our money.

But tonight, he's gotta put it all up

against the man with the golden grill.

Yeah. Now we already seen

what he does to a dude that he likes.

And I don't think he likes

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