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- Where have you been? - I'm busting my ass

killing motherfuckers and I come home to this shit.

I'm just asking a question.

- Who is she? - What?

- That's who she is. - Don't!

Please...

Do not question me!

I'm sorry.

What happened?

You're my little killer, huh?

- How was your workout? - Felt good.

How do you feel?

The pill hasn't kicked in, yet.

- A little coffee? - Yeah. That'd be good.

Shit.

Here you go.

I feel embarrassed.

I've been thinking about God.

That's because you're dying, Rose.

Like I'm being punished.

It's just cancer, Rose. It's just cancer.

Can you give me a bath?

I was playing, swear to God.

Just fucked up and talking shit.

I give you a good life, and this is my payback?

No, I swear to you, Clayton.

I was just fucking around.

I was just making a joke.

I guess fucking my wife's a big joke to you. I don't give her the dick.

If he won't give her the dick...

Isn't that what you said?

I know about all the pussy you get. Which one of their wives you fucked.

Are you lying? Or telling the truth?

I have to assume you fucked my wife.

Clayton, please.

Open up, Big Daddy.

There you go.

I'll never know. I'll always have to wonder.

Do you know what that does to me?

Thanks, buddy.

I won't forget your loyalty.

Get rid of them soon.

- Before they start telling stories. - Done.

I want her to disappear off the face of the earth.

- I want no trace of her. - What if Tommy was lying?

- We'll never know. - I'll call Andrew.

I think you'll be needing this.

- Andrew, how are you? - Never better.

- You've lost weight. - Think so?

- You look good. - Thank you, Andrew. Okay?

Why go now?

- What if it happens when you're gone? - It won't, I promise you that, okay?

I'll be gone for two days. I've got to work!

Shut up. I know what's going on. I'm not stupid.

- What's wrong? Will you just trust me? - No, I don't trust you.

What did I do? What's going on?

- I think you need a little Dickie. - You disgust me.

- Come on. - You're insane.

Just go. Just go, shit.

I'm sick of this shit.

Sick of it.

Come here.

Come here.

I love you, baby.

- I love you, Clay. - I love you, too.

Rose...

Bad dream?

Yeah.

Who's going to take care of you, Mikey?

You taught me how to take care of myself, Rose.

I'm evil.

Nobody wants to die, Rose.

So they convince themselves there's something after this.

You leave something behind.

Tomorrow's you last time.

Let's take a trip. A nice trip.

Where do you want to go?

You know where I'd really like to go?

Coney Island. Ever been there?

- No. - Will you take me there?

- Anywhere but there. - Why not?

I said a "nice" trip.

Alright, here you go, baby.

- Watch your motherfucking hand. - Look at my hand one more time.

- What are you doing? - Where's the food?

That idiot probably got lost. He has no sense of direction.

Everything's great. I just cut all my nails off.

You only call when you want something.

Sorry, you Know how it is. I'm just tired.

- Where are you going tonight? - To Snooty Fox's ladies' night.

- You want to come? - Not on another man hunt.

You're living it up on the high life

mashing with the zebra like Michael Jackson.

- Forgot all about my ass. - Oh, stop.

Be careful. That man is sick. He's capable of some evil shit.

That's business. Clay's got to provide for his family.

- Thanks for checking in. - Call me when it happens.

- Why? - Just call me when it happens!

- I love you, Nisha. - Bye.

Be good.

Oh, shit!

Wait!

Wait, no.

Go and get water and ice cubes.

- You want to put us in shit? - Do it!

- We're here to do a job. - Do it for me.

Come on, walk with me.

Lie back. Just breath.

Here.

Wet it.

Concentrate! Look at me! Concentrate! Now push!

- Push. Good. - It's coming.

I have to... push it.

Yes, it's coming. Now push.

Push!

Keep going! Push! Come on!

Clayton!

He wants you dead. Now, push!

Come on! You're nearly there.

Come on. It's coming. I can see it.

Push! Push! Good!

One more.

Good. That's good.

It's a boy!

Oh, my boy.

Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah.

Do you believe in God?

No.

I think there's a reason I came into your life at this moment in my life.

Six months ago I'd have killed you and your baby.

Doctor Don? Mikey Malone. We have an extreme emergency.

- Where is he? - He'll be here.

- Should have let me finish the job. - It's a baby!

Since when did you give a shit...

How can you say that to me?

I'm sorry, Rose.

- It's a gift from God. - Rose...

- It's a gift for you, too. You'll see. - Rose.

- It's a gift for you, too. You'll see. - Rose.

Rose! Mikey.

You two should see the doctor more often.

- You know Precious. - Hello.

You lost weight.

- Think so? - Yeah, but you still look good.

- You always look good, Rose. - You stay here.

- Medical emergency. - Hurry. I've got shit to do.

I'll be right back.

I know who that is. What are you doing, Rose?

Of course.

Always an adventure with Rose.

Hi. May |2

The operation was a success. I'm on call in an hour.

- I want a drink. - Sure thing, baby.

- Thanks, Don. - Anything for you, Rose.

Thank you.

- Call me at 11am. - I want a drink now, Don!

You did a good job.

- How soon can I come? - Soon as I call you.

- Late for an appointment? - Maybe.

We're keeping them.

Keeping them?

They're not fucking puppies, Rose!

Rose!

So this will be your room.

I will have him now.

Just mind his head.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

Your first bed. That's your bed.

Go sleepy byes.

You like that, don't you? Yes, you do.

Mikey!

Mikey. Go feed the baby.

- Goon. - Where's his mother?

I know how you feel, fucker.

One day old, everybody already wants you dead.

You can't contact anyone, not even your parents.

My parents are dead.

Think about your son's life. Concentrate on that.

Someday Clay is going to know, because...

...his son will be something real.

Though he probably won't live that long.

He's a killer, you know.

Yeah, I know.

That turns me on. Talk about who's sick, huh?

When I was 16, I was in this bar drinking with my best friend, Nisha.

My father comes in...

...beats the shit out of me and calls me a whore.

Clay fucked him up.

He pistol-whipped him and made him apologize on his knees.

I loved him.

Oh, yeah. Feeling protected is very seductive.

Now he wants me dead.

The only man a woman can count on is her son.

So...

...is Mikey your son?

I used to be with Mikey's father.

He died when Mikey was seven.

Did you get it?

Thank you, sweetheart.

So cute.

Thank you, Mikey.

We'll put a blond wig on you.

- Go away. - You ain't got the balls to face me.

You think you're fooling everybody. You ain't fooling me.

I'll get you, bitch.

Stop hitting the machine!

Open the door, bitch! How come you can't face me?

You got some balls?

I know the real shit.

Hello, Nisha.

Where is she?

- I know we never liked each other. - You've got that right.

- You were my wife's best friend. - Don't play me with that shit.

- Clayman! - She's gone, Nisha.

My baby's gone.

- I was a bad husband. - Yeah!

I miss her so fucking much.

Do you want to come in for a drink?

- You like pina coladas, don't you? - I got to be going now.

See you later. I will be down at the Snooty Fox.

Alright?

I'll see you later.

Hazel, get the phone!

You've got to eat. Even if you're not hungry, eat!

Drink as much milk as you can stand. Get lots of sleep.

In a month we'll start giving him his shots.

- And I should have a birth certificate. - Thank you.

- Thank you, Don. - Anything for you, Rose.

Did you want me to circumcise him?

They don't want you go near this baby's dick.

Why did you have to belittle me?

- What's up, Andrew? - My client's a little nervous.

We have no problem.

The contract was fully executed.

Good. I'll tell my client.

- You good? - Don't I look it?

Hey, Nish. I love the hair, baby.

- You like my hair? - I love it. Looks good.

You like the color?

It's called Ruby-Brown.

- This mother fuck's running after me. - Stalking you?

Stalking me? I will cut it off and throw it away and...

...give 'em the slip and cut it off.

What are you laughing about? I'm a crazy-assed bitch.

I'd like to buy the crazy-assed bitch a drink.

I was just wondering about you, superstar.

- I'm no superstar. - You look like one.

You're real smooth like one, too.

I'm smooth, but I'm real.

Real smooth like one, like I said.

- Won't you buy me a drink? - I'll buy you two.

I want five! I want five drinks! You want something, Jessie?

Yeah.

- What do you want? - Something strong.

Five and something strong!

Coming up. Five and something strong.

You want to fuck?

Better make them to go.

What's your name?

Move with me, baby.

I know you are smooth like I said you was.

Dance with me. You know what they say about men who dance.

Come on, before I'll pull you by your dick.

What they say is true.

I feel weird.

Did you put some of that date-rape shit in my drink?

No.

You're dying.

Don't fight it.

The barn would make a lovely little playhouse for your little boy.

And, well, the view is absolutely lovely.

And you'll certainly have your privacy.

The rents are reasonable for this area.

And if you decide to buy in a year or two, they could be interested.

Maybe.

It's perfect.

I didn't know you were into wigs. It's gorgeous.

Stand up for Mommy.

Oh, my God, he's standing up!

Mikey, look! He's standing up!

Mikey, come here!

Look at that! Oh, you're such a big boy!

He can stand! Look at you!

Mikey, come and look!

He's standing. Isn't he clever?

I don't think he knows who you are.

Wipe that shaving cream off.

See?

Give him a hug.

It's just Mikey. See?

- Hold him! - It's just Mikey.

Give him to me!

The book says different colours and shapes keep stimulating them.

You are smart, Vickie. What do you intend to do with your life?

I don't know.

Stay alive. Keep my Kid alive, for now.

How did you end up...

End up like this? What I am?

I came to this country as a medical student.

Wanted to be a doctor for the poor.

Save lives. Actually, I wanted to save the world.

I really believed I could. I really believed that bullshit.

This is just what I needed.

There used to be these underground groups willing to kill for the cause.

One day my radical brothers managed to blow themselves up.

I lost that little family.

You're okay?

Then I met Mikey and his father and started killing for something else.

Money.

Hi, Anthony.

- How are you? - Very well.

Rose in bed?

Thank you.

Are you alright?

Yeah.

Here's some morph for you, Rose.

You like that, bitch?

You like that?

- You'll get your money. - When?

- Soon? - Soon? Define "soon".

"Soon" is a noun, and it...

- The bank's closed, lady. - You deal with a bank?

Fuck! Damn it!

Oh, Eddie, just shut up!

What did I tell you about talking when I'm fucking?

- Leave a message. - Doc? Doc?

It's Clayton. Pick up the phone.

- You got to pick up! - Hi, Clayton. How are you?

- Come down here right now. - Now?

- Is that a problem for you? - No, no problem.

I'm at the club. We had an accident with a gun.

- Just let me wake up. - Baby, you want...

- If you're not here in 20 minutes... - I'm coming right away.

You need to stop that shit!

- You think they know something? - I don't know. Leave that shit alone.

He's calling me in the middle of the night

and all you think about is that pipe.

- What are you going to do? - Try very hard not to die.

Listen. If I'm not back in an hour call the police. No, fuck!

If I'm not back then, you run. Get away from here.

Understand?

"Oh, Christmas tree, oh, Christmas tree,

Eddie's foot will be repaired tastefully”

- Where you been? - I left as soon as I...

Eddie got shot in the foot.

- He got shot in the foot? - Yeah, he did.

You think that's funny?

- No. I'm exhausted. - Get to work. Let's go.

Let's see. This will hurt.

Hang in there, Big Daddy.

It looks like you missed all the major stuff. He's lucky.

So it's okay? That's good.

Hey, Doc! How's Precious doing?

She's good.

Here we go. Are you ready?

- Look at your cake, baby. - Mikey, help him blow it out.

- Come on, there's your cake. - Blow it out.

One, two, three... blow!

- Blow, baby! - Mikey, help him.

Right in it.

Come on, we're going to get it all off you. Everything.

Let me take a photo.

- Look! - Look, pumpkin!

Oh, God!

The sweetest memories.

I'm so happy.

I'm so happy.

And you'll always do whatever she says.

You didn't have to make me promise, Rose.

You know I always do whatever you say.

It was just a figure of speech. "Promise me."

I never heard you use it before.

I'm sorry.

- You're mad at me? - Yes.

Are you crying about your mom?

I'm sorry, Dad.

I'll give you something to cry about.

He killed my mommy.

Rose is gone?

Yeah.

I'm so sorry.

You get everything?

We're going to move.

I found a community. Anthony has to grow up with nice Kids.

It's a totally different world.

And there's a college. I want to go to college.

- What do you think? - Whatever you say.

Wake up.

- Wake up! - No.

Don't you want to watch Sesame Street?

I want my pancakes.

He wants his pancakes.

You'll have your pancakes!

- Kiss Mommy. - Be good.

One, two, three, four,

five, six...

Today we'll discuss the brain

and how to help your students to retain knowledge.

The best way is through the central cortex.

I want everybody to know what the brain feels like.

What are you laughing at?

- Who will clean it up? - Morning.

Morning, Mom.

Morning.

I'll make us some breakfast.

Dad!

Come on, Dad!

- Where's your bag? - Here it is.

- Good luck in your exam. - Thanks.

Doctor's office. Please hold. Get the phone!

Doctor's office. Please hold. Bitch, get the phone!

I said shut up.

What? You got a problem with this?

I put your ass through medical school!

I knew this was happening. How can you fuck her in my business!

- Precious, listen... - Get the fuck off of me!

You are gonna be sorry.

You dirty motherfucker, you are gonna be sorry!

Jab! Jab!

- Move, move over here. - Come on, Dad.

No smiling. Come on! Jab! Two!

Watch it, now I've got you.

What are you doing, honey?

- Can I come in? - Yes.

Mikey...

I think you should think about leaving.

Whatever you say.

You've been great protecting us.

I didn't do it for you.

After I do this job, I'll bring you enough cash to set you up.

Jasmine...

Get your ass in here now!

Bye.

Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Come on in.

I'm Joe.

Today was the end of a very stressful business trip.

Would you like a drink? No?

Here's a little something for you, sweetheart.

Did I tell you how stressed I am after my trip?

I need to relax.

HAVE A BALL ON YOUR 6TH BIRTHDAY, SON

I LOVE YOU, DAD

Here's a little something for you, sweetheart.

Did I tell you how stressed I am after my trip?

Perfect.

I killed a little boy's father today.

I want to stay.

Don't even think about that lollipop until after you eat.

- Shadowbox? - After we finish our breakfast.

Yeah?

Can it wait?

I'll be there.

It's okay. You're supposed to shadowbox alone.

Eat!

Andrew?

How is Rose doing?

She sends her love.

Tell her I send mine.

I can't do this shit anymore.

You're a good Kid.

Get Clayton.

I know what happened to his wife.

Go get me a hit.

Now, pussy!

I don't know what bullshit she told you.

Hello?

Come back, little Sheba.

There he is.

Go get your kid.

He's your son, Clayton. Look at him.

Look at him!

I'm your son, tight?

You can't look at him because you know he's your son, bitch!

Get off!

It's okay, baby.

Mommy's here.

Don't... please!

Eddie, what's wrong with you?

Honey, hold Mommy.

Close your eyes. Clay, stop it!

This is all your fault.

Yeah.

This whole situation is all your fault.

Now I got to see her face again,

hear her voice...

Leave him alone!

Dru, can you stand him up and hold him, please?

Get off of me!

You think you're a bad motherfucker.

Clayton, don't.

I can see the Samurai warrior in your eyes.

Well...

...let's start with this one.

I hate you! Get off!

Why?

I loved you.

Because I'm fucking with you.

That's why.

Get off!

Eat shit!

Look at me.

Give me the gun, son.

Go outside and wait for me.

You're proud of him, aren't you?

Go.

You're my son.

We're always gonna have to be careful.

Some day there might be some more people like that.

We'll kill them.