Bullet: 2Pac's Script!

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Bullet: 2Pac's Script!

Sitting in a black caddillac:

Fingers: Yo what up, Tank?

Paddy: How u doin’ man?

Tank(Tupac): Don’t gimme that “what up” sit! Hope u wasn’t down with that bagel eatin’ mothafucka!

Paddy: What u talkin’ about?

Tank: Your boy Bullet just got outta penitentiary.

Paddy: Yeah, so?

Tank: SO??! He just robbed two of my best customers, stuck my man Flaco in the eye, and took off of my product and my cash.. SO!

Paddy: Tank, no shit! This is the first time I’ve heard of this.

Tank: Mmmm...

Paddy: Honestly.

Tank: I knew I should a murdered that mothafucka two years ago while we was up north.

Fingers: Listen Tank. What the fuck u want from us anyway?

Tank: What do I want?

Fingers: Yeah..

Tank: I want u to find the mothafucka, and bring him to me!

Paddy: Alright, would u stop? I’ll find out what happened.

Tank: U do that, Paddy. U do that. Cause, ah, if u don’t, me and u gonna have problems. U understand?

Paddy: Why you gotta jump all over me like that? Can you chill out, all right? I told you I’ll find out what happened.

Tank: You got my cash?

Tank gets the cash, and start counting it

Paddy: Oh it’s all there. 24 large. What’s the matter, u don’t trust me anymore?

Tank: I don’t trust no mothafuckin’ body. And until shit is ova and I got that mothafucka’s head on a plate, u cut off!

Fingers: C’mon man. this is bullshit.

High Top pulls a gun to Fingers head

Tank: You gonna do somethin’ about it lil’ man.

Fingers reach for his gun

Paddy: Chill!!

Tank: Paddy! Tell Bullet I said the only mothafuckin’ bullet he’s gonna see is the one I’m a put in his fuckin’ ass. You got that?

Paddy: yeah.

Tank: good . Yo, get out from my van now man! Ya stinkin’ up my car. y’all smell like wet dogs in this mothafucka.

High Top: Get outta here!

Tank: ??? talk to ya in da mornin ??? fellas.

Paddy and Fingers leave the car.

Tank: Fuck white boys, man! laughin’

Tank’s in his black caddillac, talkin’ to a dealer outside:

Rico: Yo bro, howcome Paddy don’t makin’ the drop man?

Tank(Tupac): Cause he’s a fuckin’ punk, he dunno how to take orders, you got a problem with that Rico?

Rico: Nah, I have no problem, no problem..

Tank: Watch out yellin’ outta the car hey, yo, Pruitt. yo! come see me man.

Pruit: I-ight man.

Tank: U do that ass?

Rico: Yeah, man, I called up fuckin’ Lester man. I told him we gotta smoke him man, so, believe me man, he’ll be there don’t worry about it.

Tank: Look, give this to Pruit. When Bullet shows up make sure he gets that bundle. It’s got a red rubberband around it so you don’t get confused. You understand that?

Rico: Yeah, yeah...

Tank: Think you can handle that?

Rico: Yeah, man.. wuz.. wuz.. some kinda problem man??

Tank: Don’t worry about that. That’s my fuckin’ business. now, take this shit, and get the fuck away from my car..

Lester and Bullet’s talkin’. Ruby’s makin’ a piece on the wall. Tank comes around the corner 2getha with Blackjack and Pudgy

Lester: Oh fuck. your girlfriend Tank’s here.

Bullet: Let’s get outta here.

Lester: Hey Ruby. C’mon.

Tank(Tupac): he.. Fuckin pussy man! talkin’ to Bullet You know u fucked up right? It’s i-ight though. I ain’t gonna kill ya mothafuckin’ ass 2nite. Lemme ask u somethin’. did u nice with your hands?? Did a lil’ time and enjoyed big bad ass, white boy.

Bullet: U got somethin’ on your mind Tank. Say what’s on your mind.

Tank: What a fuck u wasn’t born black, Bullet. I mean, u got the balls, u just ain’t got the fuckin’ brain. It’s cool though, I like a bad ass. I got somethin’ for ya, u Jew boy. A boy of my loco down here, he gonna beat the shit outta you. I mean, he’s gonna tap that fuckin’ ass, but he gonna do it real slow so we can all see the pain in your fuckin’ heart. And he ain’t gonna stop soon he see your punk ass bleed. Payback’s a mothafucka!

Bullet: You want your pound a flesh nigga, why don’t you do it yourself.

Tank: he, he.. How the fuck I look ??? crawlin’ ??? around in dirt with your crackass? That’s why I’ve got my loco. Trust me, you got your hands plenty full! screamin’ to Blackjack I wanna see this crackhead on the fuckin’ ???concrete ???. u understand? do what u do!! Knock the mothafucka out!!

Bullet: Hey man, I don’t wanna fight u.

Pudgy: C’mpn Bullet man, this ain’t Montell. We ain’t comin’ to talk, it’s too cold for that hit!

Lester: U shut the fuck up Rerun. Why don’t u go breakdance with Raach ah?

Pudgy: U shut the fuck up!

Black Jack: to Bullet U fuck you momma, man! Your motha gonna be suckin’ this big ol’ black dick if u don’t get outta my face.

Everybody’s startin’ yellin’..... Black Jack and Bullet starts fightin’. Black Jack’s boxin’ Bullet’s face

Tank: That right baby, keep your hands in his face.

Pudgy: Jack his mothafuckin’ way yo!

Lester: shut the fuck up Oprah!

Pudgy: U shut the fuck up!

Black Jack’s the man of the game...

Tank: That’s right baby. U see this? that’s right .

Black Jack hits Bullet to the ground but broke his hand. Both in fuckin’ pain.

Tank: Fuck are u doin? Would u knock this mothafucka out? C’mon, knock this mothafucka out!

bullet wins the fight. tank and Pudgy’s walkin’ away

Tank: Get the fuck outta here man!

Lester: U forgot your fuckin’ nigga, man.

Tank: C’mon.

At The Italian Restaurant:

Tank’s sittin’ at a table with High Top and Pudgy.

Tank(Tupac): talkin’ in his phone sad. If he don’t wanna take the money. Offer him more. What u mean u can’t do that? You’re my fuckin’ lawyer, right? U do it! I got Shadow comin’ down here with some more cash, I want u to fix it!

Tank ordering his food. Paddy, Fingers and some other guy walks into the place

Paddy: what are u talkin’ about?

Tank: U disturbin’ me while I’m eatin’. Hope u got some good news.

Paddy: Yeah, I’ve got some good news for you, I’ve got this kinda good news (give Tank a red rubberband) Here you go. There’s a good news.

Tank: You know. You know I hate when mothafuckas be tryin’ to get involved in my personal shit. And if you is half as fuckin’ smart I thought you was Paddy boy. You mindin’ your fuckin’ business right now.

Paddy: Yeah, you know what I fuckin’ hate? when you’re tryin’ to talk to me like I was one of your punk ass niggas talk to Dallas yeah, jerk off.

Dallas: yeah, your ass is fuckin’ out.

Paddy: Tell you, we know all about your little hot shot package. You fucked this time. I see you around.

Tank: You tellin’ me boy?

Paddy: standin’ up, yellin’Fuckin’ tired. I ain’t gonna be your punk ??? xxx ???

A lot of shootin’. all of Tank’s Niggas dies

Woman: You animals gonna stop? There are children in here for Christ sake!

Tank: push man aside Get the fuck outta here!Grabs a lil’ girl, put a knife to her throat C’mon mothafuckas, c’mon!

One of Paddy’s boys points a gun to Tank. Paddy points his gun to his boy

Paddy: You shoot him, I fuckin’ blow your head off!

Tank: C’mon. Go..

Paddy: You see this? Your boys are dead. High Top is dead. Look at boy Dallas, he’s fuckin’ dead too. You know who did this? You did this! I didn’t fuckin’ do this!

Tank: Fuck you! Don’t panic. Don’t panic.

Paddy moves closer to Tank.

Paddy: ??? xxx ??? your other eye out.

Tank: I open her neck right now. I open her fuckin’ neck right now!

Paddy’s boy: Paddy, I got him man. Lemme take this mothafucka!

Paddy: How could you do this? We were fuckin’ friends. We fuckin’ grew up togetha. You mothafucka! You want a war with me, you want a fuckin’ war with me? You got it!

Paddy’s boy: Paddy, don’t let this black bastard of the hook, man. Let me fuckin waste him!

Tank: That’s right mothafucka. the children are the future.. heh, heh..

Paddy: Let’s get outta here. C’mon!

Tank: When you see me again mothafucka. It’s gonna be gunfire with the final.

In the caddillac:

“Goldteeth”:. Yo Tank, they’re there. Saw them..

Tank(Tupac): Black Jjack, you and Pudgy go through the front and flush em out the back.

Pudgy: C’mon Tank, that’s cold man. You know, me and High Top’s been boys from day one. I don’t give a fuck about Bullet, fuck a Bullet. He ain’t shit to me, and I don’t see why you keep playin’ games with this mothafucka. He took your eye, what else you want him to take? I had a chance to smoke him but you let him go. Fuckin’ with this motha.

Tank: Pudgy, I ain’t got time for this bullshit with you.

Pudgy: Yeah man. I told you. It’s that Irish mothafucka I want. I told he was a no good backstabbin’ mothafucka from the dawn, let me smoke his ass.

Tank: You can tear Paddy out the ??? floor ??? but Bullet is mine. You understand that? Bullet is mine! Me and that mothafucka got a destiny.

Pudgy: What destiny?

Tank: It’s a black thing baby. U wouldn’t understand

I think it’s on point to tell that Pudgy is black...

Behind the club:

Bullet drops his gun. Tank comes outta his car with an AK or somethin’

Tank: Oh go ahead mothafucka, pick it up. Make your move. Bullet kicks his own gun.

Pudgy and Black Jack come outta the club ??? belong to your code of law ??? Book of Tank. eye for an eye, mothafucka! But you already knew that, huh, Bullet? Yopu’re a fuckin’ waste. Could have been the ??? contender..???

Ruby comes outta the club

Bullet: Save the fuckin’ dialogue. Pull the trigga mothafucka. Ruby get outta here, go home!

Ruby: Wait a min.Please, please, hold, hold. Let my brother go man. I’ll pay whateva he ows you.

Tank: I don’t fuckin’ think so. U can’t pay me back what this mothafucka ows me.

Tank removes a patch wich was in front of his eyes. shows a blind, white eye....

Bullet: Hey, you mothafucka Tank. You let my little brother go.

Pudgy: Fuck that, man. Hey let me smoke this nigga. I gotta smoke somebody

Bullet: Hey yo! You get your fuckin’ ass from my brother.

Tank: You’re not really in the position to say who can go and who can’t! One thing for sure, you on your mothafuckin’ way out!

Bullet: Tank, just let my brother go, man. Let my brother go..

Tank: Let him go Pudge.

Ruby : I can’t leave you.

Bullet: Hey Ruby, I love you man, go home.

Ruby: Oh, I can’t go.

Bullet: Screamin’ Ruby go!!!! Get the fuck outta here!!

Tank laughin’

Bullet: Go!! Run!!

Tank: Ain’t this fuckin’ sweet? This brotherly love shit. Fuck that! We ain’t let nobody go. That mothafucka gonna sit here watch you die.

Bullet: My business is with you.

Bullet throw his walkman to the wall, and puts his head down.

Tank: I’ve been waitin’ for a looong time. Music ova mothafucka!!!

Tank shoots one bullet, laughs and gets into his car....


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Paddy: Tank, no shit! This is the first time I’ve heard of this. Tank: Mmmm... Paddy: Honestly. Tank: I knew I should a murdered that mothafucka two years ago while we was up north. Fingers: Listen Tank. What the fuck u want from us anyway? Tank: What do I want? Fingers: Yeah.. Tank: I want u to find the mothafucka, and bring him to me! Paddy: Alright, would u stop? I’ll find out what happened. Tank: U do that, Paddy. U do that. Cause, ah, if u don’t, me and u gonna have problems. U understand? Paddy: Why you gotta jump all over me like that? Can you chill out, all right? I told you I’ll find out what happened. Tank: You got my cash? Tank gets the cash, and start counting it Paddy: Oh it’s all there. 24 large. What’s the matter, u don’t trust me anymore? Tank: I don’t trust no mothafuckin’ body. And until shit is ova and I got that mothafucka’s head on a plate, u cut off! Fingers: C’mon man. this is bullshit. High Top pulls a gun to Fingers head Tank: You gonna do somethin’ about it lil’ man. Fingers reach for his gun Paddy: Chill!! Tank: Paddy! Tell Bullet I said the only mothafuckin’ bullet he’s gonna see is the one I’m a put in his fuckin’ ass. You got that? Paddy: yeah. Tank: good . Yo, get out from my van now man! Ya stinkin’ up my car. y’all smell like wet dogs in this mothafucka. High Top: Get outta here! Tank: ??? talk to ya in da mornin ??? fellas. Paddy and Fingers leave the car. Tank: Fuck white boys, man! laughin’ Tank’s in his black caddillac, talkin’ to a dealer outside: Rico: Yo bro, howcome Paddy don’t makin’ the drop man? Tank(Tupac): Cause he’s a fuckin’ punk, he dunno how to take orders, you got a problem with that Rico? Rico: Nah, I have no problem, no problem.. Tank: Watch out yellin’ outta the car hey, yo, Pruitt. yo! come see me man. Pruit: I-ight man. Tank: U do that ass? Rico: Yeah, man, I called up fuckin’ Lester man. I told him we gotta smoke him man, so, believe me man, he’ll be there don’t worry about it. Tank: Look, give this to Pruit. When Bullet shows up make sure he gets that bundle. It’s got a red rubberband around it so you don’t get confused. You understand that? Rico: Yeah, yeah... Tank: Think you can handle that? Rico: Yeah, man.. wuz.. wuz.. some kinda problem man?? Tank: Don’t worry about that. That’s my fuckin’ business. now, take this shit, and get the fuck away from my car.. On a field: Lester and Bullet’s talkin’. Ruby’s makin’ a piece on the wall. Tank comes around the corner 2getha with Blackjack and Pudgy Lester: Oh fuck. your girlfriend Tank’s here. Bullet: Let’s get outta here. Lester: Hey Ruby. C’mon. Tank(Tupac): he.. Fuckin pussy man! talkin’ to Bullet You know u fucked up right? It’s i-ight though. I ain’t gonna kill ya mothafuckin’ ass 2nite. Lemme ask u somethin’. did u nice with your hands?? Did a lil’ time and enjoyed big bad ass, white boy. Bullet: U got somethin’ on your mind Tank. Say what’s on your mind. Tank: What a fuck u wasn’t born black, Bullet. I mean, u got the balls, u just ain’t got the fuckin’ brain. It’s cool though, I like a bad ass. I got somethin’ for ya, u Jew boy. A boy of my loco down here, he gonna beat the shit outta you. I mean, he’s gonna tap that fuckin’ ass, but he gonna do it real slow so we can all see the pain in your fuckin’ heart. And he ain’t gonna stop soon he see your punk ass bleed. Payback’s a mothafucka! Bullet: You want your pound a flesh nigga, why don’t you do it yourself. Tank: he, he.. How the fuck I look ??? crawlin’ ??? around in dirt with your crackass? That’s why I’ve got my loco. Trust me, you got your hands plenty full! screamin’ to Blackjack I wanna see this crackhead on the fuckin’ ???concrete ???. u understand? do what u do!! Knock the mothafucka out!! Bullet: Hey man, I don’t wanna fight u. Pudgy: C’mpn Bullet man, this ain’t Montell. We ain’t comin’ to talk, it’s too cold for that hit! Lester: U shut the fuck up Rerun. Why don’t u go breakdance with Raach ah? Pudgy: U shut the fuck up! Black Jack: to Bullet U fuck you momma, man! Your motha gonna be suckin’ this big ol’ black dick if u don’t get outta my face. Everybody’s startin’ yellin’..... Black Jack and Bullet starts fightin’. Black Jack’s boxin’ Bullet’s face Tank: That right baby, keep your hands in his face. Pudgy: Jack his mothafuckin’ way yo! Lester: shut the fuck up Oprah! Pudgy: U shut the fuck up! Black Jack’s the man of the game... Tank: That’s right baby. U see this? that’s right . Black Jack hits Bullet to the ground but broke his hand. Both in fuckin’ pain. Tank: Fuck are u doin? Would u knock this mothafucka out? C’mon, knock this mothafucka out! bullet wins the fight. tank and Pudgy’s walkin’ away Tank: Get the fuck outta here man! Lester: U forgot your fuckin’ nigga, man. Tank: C’mon. At The Italian Restaurant: Tank’s sittin’ at a table with High Top and Pudgy. Tank(Tupac): talkin’ in his phone sad. If he don’t wanna take the money. Offer him more. What u mean u can’t do that? You’re my fuckin’ lawyer, right? U do it! I got Shadow comin’ down here with some more cash, I want u to fix it! Tank ordering his food. Paddy, Fingers and some other guy walks into the place Paddy: what are u talkin’ about? Tank: U disturbin’ me while I’m eatin’. Hope u got some good news. Paddy: Yeah, I’ve got some good news for you, I’ve got this kinda good news (give Tank a red rubberband) Here you go. There’s a good news. Tank: You know. You know I hate when mothafuckas be tryin’ to get involved in my personal shit. And if you is half as fuckin’ smart I thought you was Paddy boy. You mindin’ your fuckin’ business right now. Paddy: Yeah, you know what I fuckin’ hate? when you’re tryin’ to talk to me like I was one of your punk ass niggas talk to Dallas yeah, jerk off. Dallas: yeah, your ass is fuckin’ out. Paddy: Tell you, we know all about your little hot shot package. You fucked this time. I see you around. Tank: You tellin’ me boy? Paddy: standin’ up, yellin’Fuckin’ tired. I ain’t gonna be your punk ??? xxx ??? A lot of shootin’. all of Tank’s Niggas dies Woman: You animals gonna stop? There are children in here for Christ sake! Tank: push man aside Get the fuck outta here!Grabs a lil’ girl, put a knife to her throat C’mon mothafuckas, c’mon! One of Paddy’s boys points a gun to Tank. Paddy points his gun to his boy Paddy: You shoot him, I fuckin’ blow your head off! Tank: C’mon. Go.. Paddy: You see this? Your boys are dead. High Top is dead. Look at boy Dallas, he’s fuckin’ dead too. You know who did this? You did this! I didn’t fuckin’ do this! Tank: Fuck you! Don’t panic. Don’t panic. Paddy moves closer to Tank. Paddy: ??? xxx ??? your other eye out. Tank: I open her neck right now. I open her fuckin’ neck right now! Paddy’s boy: Paddy, I got him man. Lemme take this mothafucka! Paddy: How could you do this? We were fuckin’ friends. We fuckin’ grew up togetha. You mothafucka! You want a war with me, you want a fuckin’ war with me? You got it! Paddy’s boy: Paddy, don’t let this black bastard of the hook, man. Let me fuckin waste him! Tank: That’s right mothafucka. the children are the future.. heh, heh.. Paddy: Let’s get outta here. C’mon! Tank: When you see me again mothafucka. It’s gonna be gunfire with the final. In the caddillac: “Goldteeth”:. Yo Tank, they’re there. Saw them.. Tank(Tupac): Black Jjack, you and Pudgy go through the front and flush em out the back. Pudgy: C’mon Tank, that’s cold man. You know, me and High Top’s been boys from day one. I don’t give a fuck about Bullet, fuck a Bullet. He ain’t shit to me, and I don’t see why you keep playin’ games with this mothafucka. He took your eye, what else you want him to take? I had a chance to smoke him but you let him go. Fuckin’ with this motha. Tank: Pudgy, I ain’t got time for this bullshit with you. Pudgy: Yeah man. I told you. It’s that Irish mothafucka I want. I told he was a no good backstabbin’ mothafucka from the dawn, let me smoke his ass. Tank: You can tear Paddy out the ??? floor ??? but Bullet is mine. You understand that? Bullet is mine! Me and that mothafucka got a destiny. Pudgy: What destiny? Tank: It’s a black thing baby. U wouldn’t understand I think it’s on point to tell that Pudgy is black... Behind the club: Bullet drops his gun. Tank comes outta his car with an AK or somethin’ Tank: Oh go ahead mothafucka, pick it up. Make your move. Bullet kicks his own gun. Pudgy and Black Jack come outta the club ??? belong to your code of law ??? Book of Tank. eye for an eye, mothafucka! But you already knew that, huh, Bullet? Yopu’re a fuckin’ waste. Could have been the ??? contender..??? Ruby comes outta the club Bullet: Save the fuckin’ dialogue. Pull the trigga mothafucka. Ruby get outta here, go home! Ruby: Wait a min.Please, please, hold, hold. Let my brother go man. I’ll pay whateva he ows you. Tank: I don’t fuckin’ think so. U can’t pay me back what this mothafucka ows me. Tank removes a patch wich was in front of his eyes. shows a blind, white eye.... Bullet: Hey, you mothafucka Tank. You let my little brother go. Pudgy: Fuck that, man. Hey let me smoke this nigga. I gotta smoke somebody Bullet: Hey yo! You get your fuckin’ ass from my brother. Tank: You’re not really in the position to say who can go and who can’t! One thing for sure, you on your mothafuckin’ way out! Bullet: Tank, just let my brother go, man. Let my brother go.. Tank: Let him go Pudge. Ruby : I can’t leave you. Bullet: Hey Ruby, I love you man, go home. Ruby: Oh, I can’t go. Bullet: Screamin’ Ruby go!!!! Get the fuck outta here!! Tank laughin’ Bullet: Go!! Run!! Tank: Ain’t this fuckin’ sweet? This brotherly love shit. Fuck that! We ain’t let nobody go. That mothafucka gonna sit here watch you die. Bullet: My business is with you. Bullet throw his walkman to the wall, and puts his head down. Tank: I’ve been waitin’ for a looong time. Music ova mothafucka!!! Tank shoots one bullet, laughs and gets into his car....