these days? I'm sorry, honey. I thought you were somebody else. - Did you know Mr. Wells when he was living in L.A.? - Well, not directly. Course, I heard of his work. His work? Isn't that why you're here? What do you need? I mean, how's your day going? Tough. We're at an impasse on the fee, so... That's great, honey. What? Casey, are you okay? How's everything there? Oh, it's interesting. You really wouldn't believe it. Have you seen Dr.Jarvis? - Yes, and he's here right now. - Really? - How's it going? - Huh-- And then, once I met Nick, I got the full-blown Casey Wells story. - You want one? - One what? A Casey Wells story. - Yes, I would. - How about the last one? - Fine. - "All right." Nick and Casey... "Had this guy", "Jimmy." "A small-time nothing", a bird dog for some of the mid-level players. It's cool, man. You just took too big a lick. - "[ Laughing ]" - That is some rank fuckin' shit, man. And he set up a meeting between them... and this big nigger named... uh, Lester James. Of "course", "most people" knew him as ''Ballpeen. '' - Ballpeen's casa at 7:00. - Where in the fuck a nigger get a name like that? - You seen little nigger's arm, right? - "[ Casey ] Oh", "yeah." - That's why they call him Ballpeen. - He broke Jimmy's arm-- with a ten-pound ball peen hammer. Three years ago "LesterJames", "a.k.a. Ballpeen", "was a big", "stud motherfucker." Had a stable of bitches he fucked on a regular basis, but every couple weeks... he went out to get some strange. "One night", "Lester finds" "himself in this titty bar", and this knockout white girl named Raven is just gyrating her little tits off. "Well", "Lester wanted her" in the worst way. Even more when she told him to go fuck himself. He sprinkles a little fairy dust on her... somehow gets her to go back to his place. That was all she wrote. He "abused" this bitch. He fucked her every way you can think of and then some. Finally, he gets ready to go again, and he figures... he'd "really" degrade this bitch and make her blow him. So, he pushes her head down and, bam! She bites that motherfucker's dick... clean off. "Fortunately", "they found it" and sewed it back on. But it never worked right again. [ Sniffles ] The problem is, a story like that gets around, you know how it is. "So to combat this", anytime he even heard "anybody talk about it", he'd use this fuckin' hammer on them. ''Ballpeen'' kind of stuck. - And Jimmy? - Over the years, this kind of shit gets out of control. "So one day", "Ballpeen" "is late for a meeting", and Jimmy made the mistake of asking if he'd been jerking off. Next thing you know, Jimmy's got a broken arm. Goddamn. [ Dallas ] Fast-forward to Ballpeen's. Just another drug deal... - "in La-La Land." - Motherfuckers team make it out here? - Want to get this over with. - "[ Car Alarms Chirping ]" Shit makes me nervous. What the fuck is up with this shit? You must have some pretty bad fuckin' karma... feel the need for that kind of artillery. Don't worry, babe. It's cool. Casey. Whoa, whoa. Hey, man! Fuck you! You in my motherfuckin' house! Now, come on, big black man. You know I wouldn't bring no niggas up in here unless they was cool. [ Deep Male Voice ] Let that bad motherfucker in. - How's that arm, nigga? - It's all right. - It's still here. - "You a bad motherfucker?" I just don't let people run their hands all over me. It shows a lack of trust. - May I sit down? - Are you here to sit? [ Casey ] You tell me. Sit down. - Shit looks good. - Your turn. Why don't you show us the money now? Why don't you, uh. let me choose the next kilo to test? Help yourself. [ Snaps Fingers ] Derrick. Count 'em,Jimmy. Some more, square? Since we're all good friends here, I got a question for you. Ask away. It's all here, Case. I heard about this big, bad motherfucker. He's got this habit ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Место встречи изменить нельзя на английском - текст Как зелена была моя долина на английском - текст ...И правосудие для всех на английском - текст Гамсун на английском - текст Превратности судьбы на английском |