[Black Dynamite enters the warehouse to confront the mastermind behind the Anaconda Malt Liquor distribution]
Black Dynamite:
All right, sucka, you drop it right there!
[Black Dynamite discovers it's O'Leary]
Black Dynamite:
O'Leary?
O'Leary:
That's right.
[Telling the other workers while pointing his gun at Black Dynamite]
O'Leary:
Go ahead, guys, I got this.
Black Dynamite:
O'Leary, you son of a bitch. I should've known it was you.
O'Leary:
You should have. You were too busy saving your precious ghetto and trying to lay that orphan mama to not see what was in front of your face.
Black Dynamite:
You diabolical dick-shrinking motherfuckers! You were the leak all the time. And I bet you were behind Jimmy's death.
O'Leary:
Hey, man, I was just following orders. That's what a good soldier does, follow orders, unlike you. Everything's got to be done the Black Dynamite way. I gave the order on Jimmy! I gave it to James, who gave it to the Don. What good's it gonna do you now?
[Black Dynamite fakes a bullet hit to his right shoulder and falls to the ground. O'Leary looks up to see if there is a sniper above. Black Dynamite suddenly shoots him in the stomach]
O'Leary:
The old birthday candle trick from 'Nam! Just when you think it's out...
[Slumps down dead]
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