The Diary of A Mad Black Drunk Man

Chapter 10: D' Evils

(J.R. looks out the window smoking a cigarette as Counselor Michaels prepare for their session)

Counselor Michaels: With your mother gone, your grandfather, and grandmother. You didn't feel like doing better?

J.R.: No!!!

Counselor Michaels: Explain!!!!

J.R.: I didn't do any better when they were alive so there was no point. I had no more points to prove. I had to do what was best for me. I had no wife, a son I hardly ever saw. A boss and a bunch of co workers that I wanted to kill. Lucas wasn't any kind of help. Omar was all I really had, Lily would always be there, but after all I done to her I didn't want her to be. I ignored the only one who really did love me. Everything happens for a reason but the reason for it I will never know. The Devil never left me alone, the motherfucka kept me busy.

Spring 1984

(Omar and J.R. walk around The Samuel J. Tilden Housing Projects in Brownsville)

(J.R. turns up a bottle of Jamaican Rum)

J.R.: I feeeeel goood. Motherfuckas Ha Ha Ha.

Omar: Why you so loud nigga?

J.R. imitates Omar: Why you so loud nigga.

J.R.: Shut the FUCK up. Always asking me questions. Telling me what to do like you my daddy. You are not my FATHER NIGGA.

Omar: J.R. you're drunk calm down.

J.R.: Nigga do you see this bottle.

(Omar watches J.R. guzzle down the bottle of Jamaican Rum)

J.R.: This is the same shit I was drinking when Leeroy raped me did you know that.....

(Omar with sarcasm shakes his head)

J.R.: HUH!!!!

Omar: J.R. you my best friend and I love you to death but I'm tired of hearing about Leeroy. The motherfucka's dead. He's in Hell. Be happy and shut the Fuck up.

J.R.: Oh YEAH.....

Omar: Yes Motherfucka Yesssss.

J.R.: Motherfucker!!!!!

(J.R. takes the bottle and bust Omar upside the head with it)

(Omar holds his head bleeding)

J.R. laughs: Come on. NOWWW say some more shit motherfucka..

Omar: It's on now MOTHERFUCKER...

(Omar hits J.R. in his mouth twice)

(J.R. stagger but doesn't fall)

Omar: Tired of you hitting me nigga come on.

(Omar punches J.R. in the nose and mouth)

Omar: Come on....

(Omar throws another punch, but J.R. takes his fist, picks Omar up and throws him in the project bushes)

(J.R. screams with rage)

(Project Residents come outside and watch)

(Omar struggles to get up, J.R. kicks him back down)

J.R.: You remember July 1966 when you beat me and my brothers ass. Leeroy paid ya.

(Omar struggles to get up)

(J.R. pounds and pounds Omar in the face)

(J.R. faces everyone watching him)

J.R. sings: Get Ready you mutha, For the Big Payback. The Big Payback. Ooooooh Heeeeeee.