Meet the Blacks Page #3

Oh, that ain't nothing.

- Carl, pick up your phone.

- What?

I can't answer the phone.

Ain't nothing

but my friends from Chicago.

- What friends from Chicago?

- A bunch of drug dealers...

and all kind

of crazy motherfuckers...

baby mamas,

I can't answer the phone.

- That's why I moved out here.

- Okay, all done!

- Okay, Ming, I just need one more thing.

- $100.

$100.

$100 what'?

Oh, tonight Purge!

Killing, death.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait. Purge?

- Killing.

- I need to go home.

- Carl.

People keep saying Pur--

We in Beverly Hills.

This is a gated community.

We've got security.

We don't have no Purge problems.

Not tonight.

Need to go home.

- 100, please.

- Yeah.

- 100 in what?

- $100.

It's a Purge coming.

Ain't nothing

you can do with no $100.

- Once the Purge comes--

- Carl, cash, money!

Just pay her the $100,

please, baby.

- $100. Let me handle this.

- Ming.

Ming, listen to me.

Pay me cash!

I told you

that I was gonna pay you in credit.

Credit is king

in America, okay?

Pay me in cash, or I purge

your ass tonight, b*tch.

- Come on, you done disrespecting me.

- What the hell?

Just pay her.

- You said you were rich.

- I tried to give you a chance...

but you disrespected me.

Get your ass out of here,

both of y'all.

I'm gonna f*** your wife!

I'm gonna crush her p*ssy!

Back up, Wesley Snipes

and his new wife.

What?

Who is that African man?

Wesley Snipes.

He just got out of jail.

You didn't hear--

- Carl.

- I ain't gotta play.

Baby-

stop-

Come on.

Don't do that. I can't do it.

- Come on.

- Can't do what?

- What is the deal?

- Who was that man?

I don't know who they was.

They's people

from my past, okay?

It wasn't

Wesley Snipes, though.

I mean, he was black

as hell like him, but it wasn't him.

Carl, the only thing I need

to know from you right now...

I swear you better not lie.

- Do we have this money?

- We got the money.

Look, your ass is standing

in a big-ass mansion.

I bought you

a brand-new car.

What the hell?

What are you worried about?

I'm worried

about how you got it.

What did you do

to get it?

Okay, what did I do?

I did a little dancing

in Atlanta.

Male gigoloing.

Did something strange

for a little piece of change.

No.

No, for real.

Look, I got a chain

of Wing and Things that I landed.

That's what I'm doing.

I'm going around...

hooking up wiring

all over from here to San Diego.

Baby, I want

to believe you...

but I can't keep

uprooting this family...

in the middle

of the night again.

I can't do that, okay?

These kids need to trust me.

They need to believe

that we're in a family...

that we're a unit,

that they're secure.

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