Fifty Shades of Black Page #4

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The Molly must not be

crushed up all the way.

Let me fix it for you.

I gotta go to the bathroom.

You gotta what?

I gotta go to the ladies' room.

- Huh?

- I have to take a sh*t!

- (MUSIC STOPS)

- (ALL GASPS)

- (MUSIC CONTINUES)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hannah....Hannah, you feeling all right?

A little woozy perhaps?

- Whoa!

- Huh? Unable to make good decisions?

We should take it

to the next level

and you, like, suck my dick. Huh?

Baby, you take it

to the next level,

you stop feelin' sick, okay?

Oh, my God. You are

my bestest friend.

Yes. With benefits.

Ah... F*** my mouth

with your fingers.

F***!

I'm never gonna get none.

I'll f*** you. I ain't gonna

like it, but I'll do it.

Listen, I don't

f*** white girls, okay?

Nigga, who you callin' white?

She just call me the N word?

Kind of turned me on.

Call me "nigga" again.

- Mmm-hmm.

- (DIAL TONE RINGING)

(EXHALES)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

Well, hello there.

Yeah, this is Hannah.

Hannah, are you wasted?

Yes, I am wasted.

You're a hole-ass,

you're might on the roney,

you penis suck of yours.

You sound like Yoda. Listen,

I want you to go home right now.

Don't tell me what to do,

Mr. "Oh, let's go for coffee.

"No, stay away from me!"

Let me put this in words

you can understand.

(IMITATING YODA)

Now, right home you go!

No!

I told him.

- Mmm-hmm.

- B*tch, you smell like sh*t.

(SNIFFING)

Ugh!

Oh, Hannah! Hannah!

Hey, it's cold out here.

You can't come out like that.

Oh, thank you.

How you feelin'?

Just a little bit drunk.

Are you, like, Donald-Trump-running-

for-president drunk

or, like, Donald-Trump-saying-

he-don't-like-Mexicans drunk?

'Cause that's

some crazy sh*t, man.

A lot of Mexicans out there just

crossing the border and sh*t!

And you show them niggas love!

Show them niggas love!

Can I show you some love?

What? No! (EXCLAIMS)

Come on. Come on!

Just one kiss, man!

I don't know when you gonna

be this drunk again!

Come on, gimme that kiss!

Ow! Stop!

- Hey! Hey! She said no!

- Stop!

HANNAH:
Christian!

You just push me, nigga?

Oh, you got some crazy

sh*t coming, boy.

Wait. Hold up.

This nigga comin' back?

Comin' to you, nigga.

He comin' back!

(SCREAMS)

- (GRUNTS)

- WOMAN:
Damn!

Christian, stay down!

Okay. Okay.

The nigga's a ninja!

This nigga's a ninja.

- WOMAN:
Worldstar!

- (SPITS)

- B*tch!

- HANNAH:
He had such a beautiful face.

Did he leave?

You better run!

Oh, I don't feel

so good, Christian.

Come on, let's get you home.

Oh, no, I can't with you,

because my roommate is in there.

Don't worry. She's being

well taken care of.

What's your name again?

My name is Eli.

My friends call me Weekday.

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