Let Me Make You a Martyr Page #3

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Okay, I'll tell you

what you can do for me.

You can grab that bank roll

and that dope you got

under the tabernacle,

so I can get up out your hair.

Let you get back to your gospel.

Drew.

Larry hasn't given us

donations for a long time.

All these accusations and

innuendos you're making.

I can assure you are

inaccurate and unappreciated.

You tell me one

more lie, father.

And I will mount

you on that crucifix

and let you bleed out your ass.

Now we both know you're

no f***ing martyr,

so, do yourself a favor

and I can remind you of how

gentle you were with me.

[Father Lawrence] Show

the boy to it, Jack.

[Hondo] Go ahead now.

What you got to say?

Somethin' got f***ed up, okay?

And nobody's holdin', so,

I know better than

to come down here

if it isn't worth your while.

So, I got over a thousand and

I just need enough to

get me through, like,

just the next few days

til we get back up.

See,

I was right.

I knew you was itchin'.

Well, you know I got it.

Got plenty of it.

But your money

ain't no good here.

Take a look out that window.

You seen my people's.

Every one of those

sad fucks outside,

more loyal to me then

they are to their spouse

or their preacher.

Because this sh*t right here

(tense music)

Got a grip on 'em tighter

than a c*nt or crucifix.

What can I do?

Just f***ing tell me.

What can you do?

Why

don't you try that again

all sexy like for me?

What

can I do?

Hmm.

My dick didn't even

hiccup at that.

But, don't trip, birdie.

I wouldn't let you

smoke this pole anyhow.

You ain't my type.

And, like I said,

I don't fall for

any breed of beef.

I tell you what, though.

You got balls comin' out here.

And for that, I'll

deal with you.

But I don't want your money.

Come with me.

(Door creaks open)

(Tense music)

(Engine roaring)

(Screetching tires)

Come on.

(Door opens)

(Door slams)

Just come sit here

for a minute, alright?

I need to talk to grace.

[Grace] What's goin' on?

Who's the little one?

Just come in here.

(Door creaks shut)

Is that the girl?

Where the hell did you find her?

Hondo had her.

Hondo, Darla's ex?

What the hell were

you doing with him?

Someone knocked off all our sh*t

that came in this mornin'.

I've been so f***in'

sick, so I went,

I went down there.

He was gonna bury me if I

didn't take her with me.

Can you watch her

for a couple of hours

while I figure out what

I'm gonna do with her?

Sure.

Okay.

[Grace] Are you

gonna be alright?

Yeah, it just shook me up.

He had her,

he had her tied up

in a f***ing shed.

It must've been, like,

100 degrees in there.

Lord knows what he's

been doin' to her.

Blow.

I'm sorry.

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