What can I get you?
I'd like to send a Western Union. To Cuba.
Sir. This is a bar. Now, you've been sitting here for 20 minutes eating my peanuts, are you going to order a drink?
Shasta. Rocks.
What? Sir, we don't have that. I can get you some Coke?
God damnit!
Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave...
Fuck yourself, baby killer.
What? Get the fuck out of here!Oakland leaves and makes his way down the alleyway.
What is it you're looking for, Oakland?
What the fuck did you just say? Who the fuck are you?
It's me. Your brother. It's Shep.
I have no bro- ...can I borrow like 75 dollars?
For what, Oakland, more smack?
Smack Who? I have these baseball cards, they're worth like...2 Million dollars. The thing is they're in storage unit in Florida.
Alright, Oak, but I'm coming with you!
You know what my biggest fear is, Shep? Dropping my keys down a drain hole.
What does that have to do with anything?
Seriously, it's crippling.
I really don't see where this is going.
Don't say that out loud. We shall depart tomorrow!
The next day.
Where did you get the money for this moving truck?
What?
Nevermind, I probably don't want to know.
Yeah you don't. By the way, we have to make a quick stop in Miami on the way back.
That's cool, we can have a few drinks on the beach. I think I packed my bathing suit...
The truck is full of guns.
What!? Why?
We're selling them. To some Latin Kings. Codenames! You're "Raoul" and I'm "Artie" I didn't want to go too hispanic with my name, it'd be suspicious.
I still don't see where this is going.
Shh. Sattle up, potna!
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