Craig! Get out the car, boy! This the
Daddy, punch it!
You know I'mma find you! You can run ya'
Craig screams out the window.
You fake ass Suge Knight!
bulldogs or something! That's why moving
Ya'll making me look like a punk.
MR. JONES (cont'd)
side; had a saying... 'See a fool --
leave a fool.' Somebody else a get him.
Plus, I don't want that fool shooting at
What's that smell?
Mr. Jones sniffs.
Must be your upper lip, 'cause I don't
(holding his nose)
What it smell like?
Smells like you didn't fall in no mud.
What's wrong with the window?
I gotta get'em fixed. They don't roll
Just hold your breath.
They exit the freeway and pass a sign that reads, "Rancho
Cucamonga" (the city away from the city).
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