Cradle 2 the Grave Page #3

the Salvation Army?

I bust my ass all night and got nothing

to show for it. You know what, dog?

It don't even matter

who the f*** you are.

I ain't got nothing for you.

Sh*t!

[HONKING]

Give us the stones.

How many times l got to tell you people?

I'm a businessman.

Make me a f***ing offer!

Here's your offer.

That sh*t ain't gonna work, homes,

because l don't have the stones!

Tell us where they are.

Come on!

[BARKING]

[HOWLS]

The car!

What is it with these f***ing stones?

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

- Yeah.

- lt's Archie.

Bad news. We got a problem.

I put word out on the street

to get some info on the stones.

Next thing I know,

the Wu-Tang Clan shows up here.

Three important elements here.

One, I'm outmanned...

...two, they're heavily armed,

and three, they're about to pound me.

- I can't watch anymore. L got a few-

- Let's see the rest.

Did you see my new DVD players?

ARCHIE:

All right! Okay!

THUG:
Give me that!

ARCHIE:
I forgot I had them!

I could've resisted more. They could've

beat me into a coma or killed me.

How could I tell you where the stones

are if l'm dead or on life support?

So I threw in the towel,

reluctantly, for your sake.

- So you saved yourself to tell me.

- Right.

- So tell me.

- What?

- Who was it?

- I don't know.

- What did they say?

- Well, they said:

"Give me the stones,

you fat cracker motherf***er."

- That sort of thing.

- That's it?

That's pretty bad.

Cracker is kind of racist.

Thanks for keeping yourself alive

long enough to tell me nothing!

- Did you call the police?

- Did l call the police?

Look around here, are you crazy?

Only question now is,

who's behind this jack move?

I don't know, but they got great guns

I can't get. U.S. Special Forces only.

- Chambers.

ARCHIE:
Jump Chambers?

I hope not.

Hey, who's Jump Chambers?

This guy's in on everything

that goes down in town.

The only one I know that can get those

weapons. And he has a f***ing army.

You're on your own,

I don't need the headache.

And since l'm totally f***ed,

who are you?

Yeah, you got an lD?

Buddy? Picture, preferably?

Yeah, all right.

- This means nothing to me.

ARCHIE:
Let me see it.

It's Taiwan, Central Security Bureau.

- Taiwanese Intelligence.

- Read Chinese?

No, but l know "cop"

in every language.

What are you?

Some kind of kung fu James Bond?

- The stones belong to Taiwan.

- They belong to Chambers now.

[CELL PHONE RINGS]

- I'm starting to hate this f***ing phone.

- I'll get you a new one.

- Yeah.

LING:
I hope you've reconsidered.

Oh, it's bad-ass! What's up, homes?

You've made this difficult, Mr. Fait.

Let me make it easy.

I can't wait to hear this.

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