Meet the Blacks Page #5

you know

he's gonna kill you.

Look, I'ma take

my chances with your dad.

Matter of fact,

it might be nice to see him.

- Pop him one time.

- What?

- Call him "pop" one time.

- Stop it.

- Pop that nigga one time.

- Baby, stop it.

- Allie Black!

- I've been going to church for you.

Well, then

why did Keisha say...

you was with that thot Valerie

last night, then?

- Keisha be talking bullshit!

- Nah.

You can't be

believing Keisha, man.

Baby, I love you.

Look at me, look at me.

Repeat after me, baby.

I...

- I.

- Love.

- Love.

- Sex.

I knew you wanted

the D, baby.

- Let me get it one time from the back.

- Allie!

Bet you didn't think

I'd be participating tonight.

Purge?

They're still on that sh*t?

Bu! your president

is a man of the people.

And like you,

I got the urge to purge.

Purge these nuts.

It's going down, y'all.

Jay Leno, you got

a lot of cars.

Pick a fast one, motherf***er.

Allie, the TV's

f***ed up again.

Hey, nigga!

F*** you, "i993!

Shut the f*** up, nigga.

Hold on, you ain't gonna be

treating me like no side b*tch.

Baby, please, please.

You're gonna get me in trouble!

- You're gonna get me in...

- Allie!

Say, "F*** you, Dad,"

and then make me a sandwich.

- Make me a sandwich.

- Okay, I'll make you...

a peanut butter

and jelly sandwich.

- Allie!

- All right, Daddy, I'm coming!

All right, Daddy, f*** you!

- I said it in your voice.

- Shut up!

Allie Black!

- What's up, Daddy?

- Don't you hear me calling you?

I'm trying to--

What are you doing?

- Nothing.

- ...no place that you are safe.

I'm trying to get

this TV working.

It's on some bullshit.

Well, dang, Daddy,

ain't this what you do for a living?

Yeah, but I didn't wire

this sh*t up.

Some white man

wired this up.

This ain't nigga-rigged.

Hey, you know what would be great?

Two birds with one stone?

If you could hide

in Erik Estrada's house.

Everything on here

is the Purge.

- I know.

- You ain't gonna be able...

to watch

nothing else today.

It's the government,

the Purge.

All right, well, we ain't scared

of no damn Purge.

- We're from Cook County.

- What?

We grew up on food stamps.

That's the Purge.

- Sh*t.

- We know this life.

- First and 15.

- What?

- Nigga.

- Yeah.

- Fix the TV.

- All right.

Arnold Schwarzenegger,

I'ma be out there.

Let me get this call.

- $0 go do if now-

- Hello?

I'm gonna take this

for myself, b*tch.

- He called me down here for nothing.

- I live in Beverly Hills now.

I don't live in Chicago.

Locating enemy target.

Locating enemy target.

Target locked.

Carl's Jr., stop it!

Junior, you get that

out of here!

Holy sh*t!

You know what?

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