Death Race: Beyond Anarchy Page #3
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tried to jump me.
Yet you're the one who walked away.
I didn't say they were any good on it.
Let me whack him Frank.
He's nothing but a couple of drops of
sprouted from a sh*t filled
crack in the sidewalk.
Have we met before?
I don't think so.
I just got here.
And if we had, I wouldn't know.
This is my city.
No one speaks to me like that.
Kill that motherf***er!
Listen, you accuse me of stealing,
and I didn't steal anything.
I defended myself.
It's not my fault your boys weren't
up to the fight they picked.
Watch your back convict.
You're definitely
not from Long Beach.
You're making a habit to punch
above your weight... Convict!
Word is, you're looking for me.
Baltimore Bob?
Your balls must be
made out of titanium.
I've never seen anyone
talk to Frank like that.
You drive?
Yeah, I drive.
So, what are you in here for, Bob?
Let's just say I help people transition.
Press called me Dr Kill.
I was an oncologist.
Yeah, I read about you.
Yeah, 432, and not all
of 'em were dying.
Some were living inconsequential lives,
and in as such they were already dead.
Come on, come on!
Get the truck!
The food is property of Frankenstein!
What the hell are they doing?
Feeding time.
Disciples of Frank.
They hijack the food shipments
and control the supply.
If you keep the populous hungry
they are easy to control.
Where do all the weapons
and cars come from?
Handmade, home-made,
we lick the bottom of the pad.
And we salvage whatever
sticks to our tongues.
Keep away from the meat,
all your motherf***er!
Die, motherf***er!
F*** you, Nazi f***!
You are the one
everybody's talking about?
News travels fast huh?
Small town, really.
Two hundred and twenty
six thousand to be exact.
We have about
19,000 deaths a year and...
22000 come over the wall.
Sorry, I'm doing it again.
Connor Gibson, meet Lists.
So what am I watching here?
It where the non-racers compete
for a spot in Death race.
How do you get a spot?
You have to win the Death Match.
Our first contestant is all the way
from New York City, New York.
She's a killer and a thief,
and one sexy little b*tch of F.
Give it up for Gipsy Rose!
Next up, born in the tall corn and chicken
droppings of Oxford, Mississippi,
- We have a psychotic...
- Who is the girl?
Frank's main squeeze.
You know, standard guard
Carley J'adore, it's her stage name.
She was charged with
17 counts of human trafficking,
eight counts prostitution, and another
five counts of false imprisonment.
She is an ex cheerleader.
Ex porn star.
Exactly.
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