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♪ I am the stone The builder refused ♪
♪ I am the visual The inspiration ♪
♪ That made lady Sing the blues ♪
♪ I'm the spark That makes your idea bright ♪
♪ The same spark That lights the dark ♪
♪ So that you can know Left from right ♪
♪ I am the ballot in your box The bullet in the gun ♪
♪ The inner glow That lets you know ♪
♪ To call your brother sun ♪
♪ The story that just begun ♪
♪ The promise Of what's to come ♪
♪ And I'm 'a remain a soldier ♪
♪ Till the war is won Won ♪
♪ Chop, chop, chop Judo flip ♪
♪ Chop, chop, chop Judo flip ♪
♪ Chop, chop, chop Judo flip ♪
♪ Chop, chop, chop ♪
DOOMUS: Can you tell me your name?
Lamilton.
And your last name. Taeshawn.
How old are you, Lamilton? Six.
Lamilton, do you know why you're here?
Yes.
Why are you here? 'Cause I'm a bad kid.
I do bad things.
[♪♪♪]
[TIRES SQUEALING]
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Yo, Lamilton. [HIP-HOP PLAYING ON RADIO]
Yo, where you get this?
I stole my Grandmother's car.
DOOMUS: You said you do bad things.
What kind of bad things do you do?
I don't listen to my Grandmother
and I hurt people and I smoke with "cigawettes."
You smoke with "cigawettes"?
Do I smoke with "cigawettes"?
Ha-ha. Man, I be smoking with "cigawettes" all the time.
[GRUNTS]
[TIRES SQUEALING]
RILEY: Watch out, Lamilton!
[GASPS]
[TIRES SQUEALING]
DOOMUS: You smoke with cigarettes?
Yeah, can I have one?
No, you can't have a cigarette, Lamilton.
Young boys aren't supposed to smoke with cigarettes.
It can make your lungs sick.
I don't care about my lungs. It's fun to smoke.
I like doing unhealthy things.
[HORN HONKS]
[MAN YELLING]
[CROWD SHOUTING]
[RILEY COUGHING]
Man, what you just hit? I don't care if I hit stuff.
It's fun to hit stuff.
RILEY: I-I lied, I don't really smoke with "cigawettes."
[HORN HONKS]
DOOMUS: You said that sometimes you hurt people.
How do you hurt people? Hit them.
How? Punch them.
Hit them in the face. And in the stomach.
Or grab their arm and Yank it till it breaks.
Hey!
[HORN HONKS]
[SIRENS WALING] Yo, it's the cops.
Good. Now it's a high-speed chase.
[HORNS HONKING]
DOOMUS: How do you feel about those you hurt?
I don't care nothing about those people.
What if you killed them? I don't care.
[RILEY YELLS]
[SIRENS WAILING]
RILEY: Let me out the car, man! Let me out the car!
[SCREAMING] [HORN HONKS]
[SIREN WAILING]
OFFICER: Hands up, now!
[GUNS COCK]
Please step out of the vehicle!
[CROWD CHATTERING]
[GROANS]
[CROWD CHATTERING]
Hey! Anybody see the guy who did all this?
DOOMUS: Why did you do bad things?
'Cause it's fun. It's fun to do bad things.
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
RILEY: Ow! Ow! [SPANKING]
GRANDDAD: You got a lot of nerve,
riding around in a stolen car with some hooligan!
Like I wasn't gonna whoop your narrow behind!
RILEY: Granddad, please stop! Stop, Granddad!
[SOBBING] I sw-- I swear to God, Granddad, please,
you killing me, stop!
GRANDDAD: What the hell you doing smoking?
RILEY: Oh, God, please...
Jesus, please help me...
Help me, Jesus. GRANDDAD: Shut up!
From now on you don't talk to Lamilton Taeshawn,
you don't see Lamilton Taeshawn,
you don't even think about Lamilton Taeshawn.
Do you understand me? [SPANKING]
RILEY: I-I understand! I understand! I promise!
Good! Now, I want you to sit there
and think about how stupid you are.
I'm going to sleep.
[RILEY SOBBING]
That ain't hurt.
Lamilton Taeshawn is not a typical 8-year-old.
While most kids in his neighborhood
were at home playing video games,
he was leaving a path of destruction
behind the wheel of an SUV he stole from his grandmother.
And I came into the kitchen and I saw my keys were gone,
and I thought, "Oh, [BLEEP]."
I can't believe Granddad
wouldn't let me do no interviews.
Lamilton blowing up over this.
I bet he get his own TV show.
Ooh, I bet he do.
REPORTER: Lamilton, where were you going?
I went and drove and pick up my friend
and he smokes with "cigawettes."
REPORTER: Once he picked up his friend, another unidentified
8-year-old, the two went on a nearly fatal rampage
through the Woodcrest area.
Lamilton, what about the people you could have hurt?
I don't care nothing about those people.
I wanted to do hoodrat stuff with my friends.
See, you have to understand.
All children his age love stealing cars
and going on high-speed chases.
REPORTER: Lamilton, why exactly
did you steal your grandmother's car?
'Cause it's fun. It's fun to do bad things.
Riley, don't you think that kid seems a little...
off? Off, like how?
Off like not quite normal.
See, that's your problem.
You wanna be normal like everybody else.
But see, me and Lamilton,
we wanna be different from normal.
We wanna be abnormal. We just do whatever.
No matter what nobody say. I'm gonna do
what I wanna do whenever, whatever. What?
GRANDDAD: Shut the hell up before I come down there
and beat you till you pee on yourself again.
[WHISPERING] I do what I wanna do.
[♪♪♪]
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Coming.
Damn it. Who is it?
It's that damn crazy kid with some old woman.
What do I do? I don't want
that crazy little nigga in my house.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Okay, think. Gotta stall for a plan.
Uh, who is it?
It's Lamilton and his grandmother, Mr. Freeman.
Shit, that didn't buy me no time.
Just see what they want.
I don't care what they want.
I don't want these crazy people in my life.
Oh, this is so unfair. Why me?
[DOORBELL RINGS] All right. One second.
[SIGHS]
I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Freeman.
But I know it was your grandson
smoking with cigarettes in the car with Lamilton
and I just thought he should come over here
and apologize for putting Riley in danger like that.
Oh, that's not really necessary.
Can we leave now? Yes.
No. Now get in that house right now
and get ready to start apologizing.
Really, that's not-- I don't want that to happen.
Lamilton, I said get in that house!
[GROWLING]
And I wanna apologize to all of you
for what I did. It was very wrong,
and I am very sorry. I just would like to move on
and lead a normal life.
You know, get a job and a wife, and change my ways.
And I hope this apology impresses you
even though my grandmother made me do it
and I don't really mean it. You mean you do mean it.
I mean I do mean it. I don't think he means it.
Look, Mr. Freeman, I just would hate for you
to feel like you had to stop Riley and Lamilton
from being friends because of this. Please.
Riley is the nicest boy
Lamilton's ever been friends with.
That kid's in more trouble than I thought.
Well, I appreciate the apology, but--
Please, Mr. Freeman. Lamilton is not a bad child.
I swear. He's an A-B student,
he helps me around the house,
most of the time he's no problem.
Mm-hm.
He just has some anger management issues, you know?
Mm-hm. And when he was little,
all he ever saw was domestic abuse between
his mother and his father... Mm-hm.
...his uncles, his aunties, his cousins.
Mm-hm. And I just been trying
to get him some help.
And then when he was 5,
I remember his mother was drinking heavily
at the time, and his father
had just been laid off from his job at Popeyes,
and there was a lot of tension in the house...
And he just wanted to have a little fun,
I mean, he's a little boy, and sometimes
they're going to get in trouble.
Okay, okay, fine, fine.
The boys can still be friends.
But now, if you'll excuse me, we have some very important
TiVo to watch, don't wanna miss it.
Thank you, and please, no need to ever come back again.
Ever. Cheers.
So me and Lamilton can still be friends?
Hell, no. I ever catch you around that fat fucker again
I'm gonna chain you to the bedpost.
And I ain't playing with you.
Lamilton Taeshawn is back in the news.
Two weeks ago, he achieved nationwide fame
for stealing a car at the tender age of 8.
Now he's assaulted his grandmother
at a local Walli-Mart.
According to witnesses,
Lamilton asked his grandmother
to buy him some fried chicken.
When she refused, he got angry.
Here he is assaulting his grandmother.
Again, and again, and yet again.
Then he stops, walks to the counter
to order the chicken, then goes back
to beat on his grandmother some more.
Lamilton, did you hit your grandmother?
Yeah. I beat her ass. But why?
'Cause I asked for some fried chicken and she said no.
What she expect?
REPORTER: Lamilton's grandmother wants the public
to give Lamilton another chance.
You have to understand,
he really likes that fried chicken.
[♪♪♪]
Hey, did you see me on TV?
Hell, yeah. Man, I really liked
how you handled yourself on the news.
You wasn't apologetic or nothing.
I'm gonna be a famous superstar.
I wanna be famous for doing bad things.
Yeah, my Granddad tried to tell me
I couldn't hang out with you no more,
but I was like, "Man, we do
what we wanna do." We gots the juice.
I don't ever listen to nobody.
If somebody gives me good advice
I do the opposite thing.
So, what do you wanna do now?
Let's have some more fun.
Okay.
[♪♪♪]
♪ Yo, you're my nigga Don't never forget it ♪
♪ And if you need it And I got it ♪
[SCREAMS]
[HORNS HONKING]
♪ We can go get it 'Cause you my dude ♪
[WATERGUN COCKS]
[ALL SCREAMING]
Oh, God! It's urine and hot sauce!
♪ Never second guessing ♪
♪ Whether I'm wrong or right ♪
[BABBLES]
[SCREAMS]
[HORNS HONKING]
♪ You my homey though ♪
♪ We go toe to toe ♪
[MAN FARTS]
♪ Then go back to chillin' ♪
[MAN SHOUTING]
[MAN FARTS]
♪ Girl, you can go With gas pedals ♪
[TIRES SCREECHING, HORNS HONKING]
Hey, it's getting late,
I need to head home.
I wanna do more bad things.
No, man, I'm out.
I said I wanna do more bad things. Come on!
Yo, what's wrong with you, man?
I said I'm through, I'm going home.
Riley. Man, I'm sorry.
Look, we ain't gotta do nothing else,
let's just go back to my house and watch movies.
All right, fine.
Is this the Freeman residence?
Depends, you asking for money?
No, I'm-- Jehovah's Witness?
No-- Police?
No, sir. But there is an urgent matter
I need to speak with you about.
It's about your grandson. May I come in?
S-Sure.
My name is Dr. Doomus.
I am a school counselor at Point Pleasant Elementary.
I want you to know that Lamilton
is no ordinary juvenile delinquent.
He is something far, far worse.
Far worse? How far worse?
I first met Lamilton three years ago,
when he started kindergarten.
I saw this 5-year old child with a blank,
emotionless face and eyes that had
absolutely no compassion in them.
No conscience whatsoever.
I spent the first year trying to help him,
and the last two years
trying to have him locked away forever
with no hope of release.
Because I realized
that what was living behind that boy's eyes was...
not human.
Aw, man. I knew it. I should have never listened
to that old woman and her old bullshit-ass sob story.
Now we have to kill him before he kill us.
Exactly right. No. Wait.
What? Some people just gotta die, that's all I'm saying.
So you wanna kill him for something he might do.
Well, you a doctor. If you say we should kill him
for our own health, doesn't that mean
we're allowed to kill him?
I wish. They won't even lock him up.
They want to wait
until an innocent person gets hurt first.
But it's only a matter of time.
You must protect Riley.
Well, I've already told Riley
he can't be friends with Lamilton,
so that's that. He wouldn't dare.
Believe that.
No, Mr. Freeman.
Riley is with Lamilton as we speak.
[♪♪♪]
[WOMAN SCREAMING ON TV]
[GRUNTING]
[SCREAMING] [CLOWN LAUGHING]
Yo, why you watch this stuff all the time?
I like watching people get hurt.
It looks fun to me. I wanna hurt people.
[GROWLING]
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
Whatever, nigga, it's getting late.
Wait, I wanna show you something.
It's my grandmother's. Hold on.
[SIGHS]
[WOMAN SCREAMING]
[GROWLING]
Ugh.
Hey, Riley, check this out. [GUN COCKS]
Yo, yo, man, watch where you point that thing.
My grandmother has it in case of burglars.
She told me never to touch it so I'm touching it.
Man, you need to be careful with that.
Now we can do anything we want.
We can take whatever we want.
And we can hurt whoever we want.
Let's go. [GUN COCKS]
Yo, you trippin'. I'm going home.
[♪♪♪]
I said let's go.
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
I don't wanna hear no more excuses,
I want that little psycho bastard
out of our lives for good.
That's that.
Time for me to lay down the law.
[DOOR OPENS, SHUTS]
Hey boy, listen up. You know what, Granddad?
I been hanging out with Lamilton
even though you told me not to,
and I don't think I'm gonna do that no more.
I just need to go up to my room where I belong,
no TV, no dinner, no nothing.
I might even need to whoop myself.
Goodnight, y'all.
Well, you better not break my belt.
[♪♪♪]
Where you been, Riley?
Uh, I-I-- I been real busy.
When are we gonna hang out again and do bad things?
Well, my granddad won't let me, all right?
He says we can't be friends no more.
Well, I say we're still friends.
Okay, but my granddad says we not.
Well, I say we are.
So come on.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
Whose house is this?
It's Betty Von Hausen's.
She an evil old white woman
with a whole bunch of guns.
Why? What do you wanna do to her?
Rob it. Take all her stuff.
Rob it? Hell, no.
Stop being scared. Man, this is stupid.
We both gonna go to jail for this.
They can't send me to jail. I've been on TV.
I'm a superstar.
[DOG GROWLING]
What was that? [DOG GROWLING]
[BARKING]
[YELPS] Oh, snap. Aah!
[GUN COCKS]
Come here, boy. I got something for you.
Yo, man, forget this. Lamilton, you on your own.
[DOG BARKING]
[♪♪♪]
[GUNSHOT]
[DOG WHIMPERS]
Oh, shit. Yo, yo we gotta go.
Come on.
[PANTING]
[DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE]
[BOTH PANTING]
What you shoot the dog for?
Hey, he got loose. He was about to bite me.
You lying. He was chained up.
Man, you sick.
I think you don't wanna be friends no more.
I think you gonna tell on me for shooting a dog.
Man, I ain't no snitch. But you got problems, yo.
Just stay away from me, man.
Riley. Riley!
[♪♪♪]
REPORTER [ON TV]: Lamilton Taeshawn was apprehended today
for shooting a Woodcrest resident's dog.
Yeah, boy. They got him. Ha-ha!
They finally got him. Boys, come quick.
He shot Betty Von Hausen's dog.
Oh, I always hated that dog.
[LAUGHS] [SIGHS]
REPORTER: Even though he's only 8 years old,
police decided to arrest Lamilton
so they can get him into the system
and get him the help he so desperately needs.
He's in the system. Oh, how I love the system.
Let's hope they keep his ass in the system forever.
Whoo! My tax dollars hard at work.
Whoo! That's some good news.
♪ Good news System, system ♪
♪ Stay in the system ♪
♪ System, system Stay in the system, yeah ♪
[♪♪♪]
You're wondering how they found out
Lamilton shot that dog.
I told them.
But how did you know? I was following you
and Lamilton. I saw what happened.
I know he forced you to be there against your will.
Well, why didn't you give the cops your name?
A year ago, Lamilton's grandmother
filed a restraining order against me.
Said I was obsessed.
Disturbed. Icky.
Aw, man. Now he gonna think I snitched.
Don't you understand?
He's in the system.
He can't hurt you now.
They're going to lock him away forever.
With no hope of release.
TEACHER: And so we carry the one...
[YAWNS]
TEACHER: ...and now we add one to seven and three.
♪ Lamilton Taeshawn ♪
Holy shit! Look! [GIRL GASPS]
Riley. [CHILDREN MUTTERING]
He was just there, I swear.
Riley Freeman, I have no patience
for your potty mouth today.
I'll see you in detention.
[♪♪♪]
DOOMUS: Mr. Freeman, I have terrible news.
They've let him go.
Who, Lamilton?
Yes. But I thought he was
in the system. The fools let him go.
He's out of the system? Oh, no!
Huey, he's out of the system. Grab my shotgun.
They said they didn't have enough evidence to hold him.
Granddad, what's going on? Lamilton Taeshawn escaped.
Go grab my pistol with the silver bullets.
He's not a werewolf, Granddad. Shh. Hush, little nigga.
If Riley is home with you,
don't let him out of your sight.
Riley's not home, he's in detention.
Meet me at the school right away. We must hurry.
You have no idea what we're dealing with.
Okay, let's go. Huey, grab the wooden stake.
And my holy water.
[♪♪♪]
Yo. What the--? What's up, Riley?
What's wrong with you, man? Why you sneaking up on niggas?
And what you doing here?
You don't even go to this school.
How come you told on me?
Riley, I thought we was friends.
Yo, I ain't tell on you, man, and this ain't funny no more.
Stay away from me, all right? I ain't playing with you.
You crazy and you need help.
[♪♪♪]
Everybody says I'm crazy, but I don't care.
I don't care about my grandmother,
I don't care about that dog. [GUN COCKS]
I don't even care about myself.
And since we ain't crew no more,
I don't care about you.
Okay, all right, chill, man. Look.
I-I was tripping, all right?
W-We still crew. Uh, let's go hang out
like we used to.
Really? You promise?
Yeah, we'll-- We'll do whatever you want.
Okay, cool.
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTS]
Look out!
Hey, watch it.
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTS]
[♪♪♪]
[GRUNTS]
That's it. No more gun.
Now what you gonna do?
[GRUNTS] ♪ Used to use a 2 too ♪
♪ But don't gotta shoot Leave with your hands ♪
[YELLING] ♪ Almost bulletproof ♪
[GRUNTS]
♪ Flow with tsunami Like water moves ♪
♪ The gangsta fake shit Y'all nigga ain't shit ♪
♪ The lead in your belly ♪
Ow! ♪ No more contests ♪
♪ On who's the nicest ♪
♪ Challenge my flow Bring floatation devices ♪
♪ Start that case Do you know who you facing ♪
[RILEY GROANING]
♪ Love from band broads With banners on 'em ♪
[GRUNTING]
Hey, hey, hey, what's going on here?
What's going on over there?
Oh, just two niggas killing each other. Proceed.
[RILEY GROANS]
[GRUNTS]
[♪♪♪]
[SCREAMING]
Lamilton.
Riley, pull me up.
I'm trying but you really fat.
Riley, don't drop me.
I'm sorry I tried to kill you.
I have problems with my anger.
You got problems with your weight too.
Unh! Boy!
RILEY: Granddad. Guys, help me. There he is.
I'm coming. Hold on. Help me, help me get him up.
DOOMUS: No. No, you must let him die.
[♪♪♪]
[SCREAMING]
You killed him. He deserved to die.
[GASPS]
He's gone.
No, wait, he's right there.
He's still alive?
No. No!
[SCREAMING]
You're the spawn of Satan. I must destroy you.
Get off me. Somebody call my grandmother.
You're not supposed to be within a hundred yards.
Well, that's that. Let's go home.
Yo, man.
You got a cigarette?
[♪♪♪]
[♪♪♪]
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