Dead Presidents Page #3

I call this b*tch

whatever I wanna call her.

Listen here.

Keep that motor runnin'.

- I'll just be a minute here.

- Yeah, all right.

- Stop messin' with my gold!

- Wait a minute!

- How many times I gotta tell you?

I ain't no motherfuckin'

play toy! I'll kick your ass!

- Get the f*** up!

- You get the f*** up off of Spyder!

No.

You got more heart than

your punk-ass old man. Come here.

- Oh, man, Kirby!

- Oh, what the...

Give me my f***in' leg,

you stupid son-of-a-b*tch!

You grabbed the wrong leg,

you stupid cocksucker. Come here!

- Get on back in here now, Spyder.

- You a**hole!

- I want my motherfuckin' money, hear?

- Easy, Kirby.

- Now!

- Easy, man!

- Dumb son-of-a...

Give me my f***in' leg,

you stupid cocksucker.

- I'll f*** you up.

- Get on back down there.

- They gonna call the police.

- I got 15 miles to go now

- Come on. Come on!

- And I can hear my baby callin' my name

Floor this motherf***er.

Floor it.

Now I'll be so glad

to see my baby

And hold her in my arms

one more time

Now when I kiss her lips

- I'll turn a backward flip

- You did good, kid.

You're almost as good

a getaway driver as me.

Uh, thanks. Say, uh...

So you were a getaway driver, huh?

- Son-of-a-b*tch!

- What? Wh-What's wrong?

- I oughta go back there

and kill that bastard.

- Why? What happened?

Motherf***er made me lose

a whole pack of cigarettes.

A pack of cigarettes?

A pack of cigarettes?

I thought maybe you should be

worried about your leg or somethin'.

- Oh, that sh*t's funny to you, huh?

- No, no, it's not funny.

I tell you what. The next time

the motherf***er grabs me by...

the wrong leg, I'm gonna use it to kick

his ass between his shoulder blades.

- Hey, man, you really did that sucker.

- Yeah, everybody in town...

know I got one leg, and that

motherf***er grab the wrong one.

Me and Kirby, baby. Yeah.

- This is wonderful news, Edward.

- Thank you.

All right, all right.

You see, Anthony?

You be thankful you can go to City

College on the financial aid programme.

Yeah, in four years,

you can be just like me.

Just like you?

You can graduate and maybe even

go to graduate school too.

Well, I'll tell y'all one thing.

My mama sure would've been proud.

Never would've believed

I got two college graduates.

You think about what

you're gonna major in, baby?

The Marine Corps.

Uh, Dad, could you pass the salt?

What'd you say?

Thanks. I said

the, uh, Marine Corps.

- I'm... I'm joinin'.

- Marine Corps?

- Yeah.

- Now that's original.

What you talkin' about, Anthony?

I'm talkin' about

I wanna do somethin' else.

I don't wanna go to college.

I'm sick of school.

I mean, I don't know why everybody

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