Cradle 2 the Grave Page #4

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!

[VANESSA MUMBLING]

She's very pretty in her pink pajamas,

aren't you, Vanessa?

- Son of a-

- I want my stones, Mr. Fait.

Let me talk to the Chinese gentleman.

Don't you f***ing touch her!

The Chinese gentleman, please.

He has my daughter.

He wants to talk to you.

Jesus, Tony.

[SPEAKING IN CHINESE]

What happened? What did you just do?

I said l have the stones,

and I won't negotiate for your daughter.

- What?

- That's stupid.

It will confuse him,

buy us time, keep her alive.

What the hell are you talking about?

This motherf***er has my baby!

Look, l know him.

I want the stones, you want your

daughter. We can help each other.

So I'm stuck with you.

Get in.

We gotta see Chambers.

Find a place to put her.

My daddy's gonna come

and kick your butts!

Su says he has the stones.

But why cut me off?

Why not negotiate for the girl?

Doesn't make any sense.

Buyers fly in tomorrow.

Should we stop them?

We'll never regain their confidence.

We need information. Find

the right people, pay whatever it costs.

Something's not right.

Something's happening with the stones.

What about the girl?

We'll need her. She stays alive...

...for now.

FAIT:
I'm on my way to see Chambers

now. No, l don't have a choice.

Get in touch with his people,

let him know l need to see him.

I'll call you back.

I'm sorry about your daughter.

- How old is she?

- Mind your business.

She's 8. She'll be 9 in September.

Mine is 15.

- Boyfriends?

- Never. I'd kill them.

You wish.

- About time you PMD.

- PMD?

Yeah, put me down.

What's this all about?

- The stones are not what you think.

- No sh*t.

- What about this guy who has Vanessa?

- He's exactly what you think he is.

A thief and a killer.

Great.

F***ing great.

I want my daddy!

Keys.

Where'd you get this piece of sh*t?

Let's just say Grandma and Grandpa

have a long walk from the campground.

- You sure you cleaned it out?

THUG:
lt's clean, all right.

VANESSA:

I want my daddy! L want my daddy!

- Shut up!

- You shut up!

Go to sleep!

FAIT:

Angels east, angels west...

...north and south, just do your best...

...to guard her and watch her

while she rests.

Amen.

[MEN HOLLERING]

[BELL RINGS]

INMATE:

Who rang that bell?

Here are your visitors, Mr. Chambers.

And the morning mail.

Hey, yo, Vogel.

My DVD's broke.

Get you a new one straight away,

Mr. Chambers.

Well, well, well. Tony Fait.

Come all this way to visit his

old pal Jump. Who's the gook?

- Chinese guy.

- Hmm.

Hey.

No shoes in my crib, man.

FAIT:
How you doing, Jump?

- Don't waste my f***ing time, nigga.

- Look, l got a problem.

- How's Daria?

- Good.

- Yeah, she always was good.

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