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nikki:
More than one way to bomb
something. And you gonna do it.
If you don’t, you’ll never get
out of here.
nikki finishes her last push up, and
takes her gun back from sara.
nikki:
You need to learn how to use one of
these, too.
sara:
Bombs. Guns. Talk about getting
somebody killed!

sara:
Depends on who we is.
nikki:
One language: power.
sara:
And you telling me the guns got it?
They killed you with one of these.
nikki:
But I ain’t dead. I’m right here talking
to you.
sara:
And is that power?
nikki:
You decide.
sara:
I choose love.
nikki:
Don’t be blind. Love can’t exist without
a tactical strategy, which may require
violence. You already know.
sara:
I shouldn’t be listening to you.
nikki:
I’m your girl, though.
sara:
You might be a traitor now.

nikki:
But I have something you want.
sara:
Do you?
nikki:
I have a map.
sara:
Let me see it.
nikki points the gun at sara.
nikki:
Hands up.
sara raises her arms.
nikki:
What’s your classification?
sara:
What?
nikki:
Your classification!
sara:
Crazy.
nikki:
Since you was a lil shawty…
sara and nikki laugh.
sara:
Show me the map…

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sara:
I am losing my mind. I really am…You
got grenades, Nikki? You got a map
for the underground railroad so I don’t
wind up in the pen after I blow this
place up? Listen, I know better than to
trust no unquiet spirit, mad ‘cause you
died all wrong.

nikki:
Or saving your own life. What
language you think we speak?

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nikki:
You gonna bomb this mutha fucka so
they can’t ignore what injustice we’ve
been tolerating, and in so doing, you
may just save that woman’s life You’ll
definitely save her voice. These days
people wanna slide on through. Even
your kin folk don’t wanna make no
noise on your behalf, because everybody
on their own personal agenda. But, we
die a little inside every time we move
that way. Nah. Sara, you gonna bomb
truth so can’t nobody sleep on it no
more. Yeah.