Cornered! Page #2

to just finish him off just like that.

What would you do besides

licking him to death?

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

What would I do?

Uh... let's see.

Ooh. I'd pull his eyes out.

- Ooh, that's original, Mona.

- Ha, ha, ha.

F*** you too.

Ha, ha, ha.

You got a sick plan, Steve.

Where you gonna get tools

like that?

Are you kidding, man? This place was a

turn-of-the-century butcher shop.

Most of the original sh*t's

still down in the basement.

You're kidding.

No, really.

Cleavers, knives, meat hooks.

Scary-looking sh*t.

Just what that prick deserves.

So, what's wrong with putting

half a million bucks in your pocket?

- Uh... nothing.

- Mm-mm. Absolutely nothing.

A Caribbean cruise. Ooh, a new crib

in a decent neighborhood.

- Oh, and a new pimped ride.

- Acting lessons.

- Mmm.

- And a big house in Malibu,

with a fireplace

and a view of the ocean.

Mmm. Ah.

What would you do, Jimmy?

A guy like that's

nothing but vermin.

Yeah, but how

would you kill him?

Well, he's still

hanging upside down, right?

I'd wrap him up

in Saran Wrap,

f***ing head to toe,

like a big chunk of dope.

Then I'd cut him up.

Cut him up really bad.

Let that plastic baggy fill up

like a used condom.

Let that son of a b*tch

choke in his own filthy blood.

Freako.

Well, before this goes on,

I will bid you adieu before I hurl.

Bye, Morty.

Ah. Hey, what

would you do, Jess?

- Finished.

- Hey, they locked us in.

Oh. I couldn't kill anyone.

Hypothetically, Jessita.

Let's say you're cornered. You or him.

Do or die. What would you do?

Cut off his head, I guess.

Who's that?

Jimmy, give me the bat.

- Whoa!

- Steve! Steve! Donny!

- Who the hell was that?

- What he look like?

I don't know, man.

I was talking to Jimmy.

He had a hat on.

All right, everybody,

get back inside.

Hey, uh,

you don't think...

Get out of here, Morty.

- Stay. Stay. Please stay.

- I need to make rent, Donny.

Join us for the game tonight.

I don't know the first thing

about poker.

Oh, Texas Hold 'Em is easy, Jess.

You'll learn it in no time.

Besides, Steve

will be wasted soon.

It'll be like taking candy from a baby.

So, who's playing poker?

Well, Jess is thinking

about joining us tonight.

Well, as long as she's

got money for the pot.

- Steve, don't be such a pig.

- I'll spot you 50 bucks.

Maybe you'll get lucky.

- Okay.

- Okay, everyone,

collect your purchases.

Form an orderly line.

Jimmy, you're on the register

while I set up upstairs.

Oh, and Mona owes 9.25

and Jess 12.20.

Hey, who says

I owe nine bucks?

Well, let's see.

One Mississippi Mud Sandwich,

two fudge bars.

Oh, and those chocolate clairs

you snuck in your bag last Wednesday.

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