Bad Boys II Page #2

You're lucky they did not find

my drugs on Dixie 7.

Change the boat schedule.

We can't.

We got a shipment Thursday.

Change it after.

Just keep them guessing.

You know, unlike you, my daddy

didn't leave me no trust fund.

l got real-world sh*t

to deal with, Mike.

l'm not in it for the thrills.

Same old sh*t, different day.

All right, yes, damn.

l shot you, all right?

But you'd be seeing nothing at all

if l hadn't made my move.

l don't know why

you acting so angry.

-You're misinformed. l'm not angry.

-No, you're very angry.

No, l'm not angry.

You are angry. lt's okay.

l'm not angry. Except when

you keep repeating ''you're angry.''

That sh*t's f***ing annoying.

Like a f***ing gnat at a barbecue.

Just bugging the f*** out of me.

Good. l want you to say:

''l'm angry. lt's okay.

l'll process my anger.

l love myself.

Whoosah.''

l don't know what the f***

you mean.

Yes, you do know what the f***

l mean.

You're the one that needs therapy.

-l did my therapy.

-When?

Capt. Howard made me do it after

l shot them people at the airport.

Whoosah.

Whoosah!

Officer Mike.

-Papi. That's ''daddy,'' right?

-Yeah.

Whoosah.

Mike, you go to therapy

to get your issues worked out...

...not bang your therapist.

-See, now you just talking nasty.

-l gotta survive.

l gotta start loving me for me.

That sound like that group thing.

Maybe l did the group thing

once or twice.

Whoosah.

-And whoosah.

-Whoosah.

A bunch of men hugging and kissing,

that's some cult sh*t.

Buy.

lgnore him, doc, he's blowing

this out of proportion.

My ass is what's out of proportion,

Mike, okay? l got a big chunk missing.

lt's actually a small chunk.

This tension you bringing

into this relationship...

...won't be healthy

in the long run.

Maybe there ain't gonna be

no long run.

Whatever.

He's seeing a shrink. l mean--

-Icepick, Lowrey.

-Hey, brother.

Two bags? You embarrassed me

in front of my people.

Wait, brother. No, no, no, brother.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Whatever. You better pray

to whoever it is you pray to...

...because you got 2 4 hours

to find that X before l find you.

The cops hit my mule.

Well, Mr. Tapia, l don't know

where the heat is coming from.

It's a delicate situation

for both of us, isn't it?

-l'm telling you, l've checked them.

-Alex, look. A guy's OD'ing.

l'm sorry, l gotta hang up.

Some f***ing punk

thinks he can die in my club.

Ecstasy fucks them up.

-Get him out of here, Josef.

-We'll dump him around the block.

Dump him.

Auntie Syd, it must be so cool.

Young, single, living in New York.

Probably hook up

with a lot of cute guys.

-Just like Sex and the City.

-Theresa, cancel the damn cable.

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