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See, that's...|Yo, what's up? What's up, man?

It's my heart.

Yo, guard!|We need a doctor in here right now!

- What's up?|- The pills. Get the pills.

Hold on. I'm coming, I'm coming.

All right. All right, just relax.|You all right?

I'm gonna get somebody|for you, all right?

- Alvin.|- Yeah.

- Is that your name?|- Yeah.

You probably know me. The shrimp|heist, but it was actually prawns.

- If I don't make it...|- Oh, come on with that.

Can you just listen?|This is important.

I need you to get|a message to my wife.

Tell her...

that she should go|to the Bronx Zoo.

- Yeah. The Bronx Zoo. All right.|- Please.

Tell her, "There's no place|like home".

What about Toto...

and, you know,|the yellow brick road?

What kind of pills you taking?

Are you through.

You get that message to her.

I'll make it worth your while.

Cool, cool.|Now, what if you do make it?

You still break a brother off?|I need some change in my pocket.

Damn, he already sh*t all over...

Hands over your head and don't move.

Drag this piece of crap upstairs.

Dude was already sick. He was about|to die. What's wrong with you?

Don't treat him like that.

Don't treat him|like an animal like that.

Y'all push him around. If it was me,|I wouldn't take that bullshit.

Are you a doctor?

We're ready here, sir.

You been working out, huh?

Sir?

Yeah, you better talk to him, boy.

You lucky these bars here.|You don't know who you fooling...

Okay, you coming back.

I'll be right up here|getting my sleep.

I'll whup your ass.

You don't know who you just|grabbed up on. I'm a gangster.

I see you coming.

Come here where there's no light,|I'll whup you.

You got your boys|with your billy sticks.

I'm Alvin, baby, king of the seafood.|They know me around these corridors.

Explain it to me, John.

How do you steal 40 million in gold|and not have the cash to make bail?

I don't know|what you're talking about.

I'm out of aspirin.

Could you get me some?

Chewable.

How'd it happen?

How do you pull|the heist of the decade...

and get busted for a DWl?

What kind of man...

goes out celebrating...

after he pops two boys|in the back of the head?

Look, I didn't....

You're not hanging that on me.

They were on the floor...

facedown.

It was an execution, pure and simple.

No guns, man.

Look, I'm a contractor.|I'm no f***ing shooter!

Then who?

Just give me the names.

A name. It was just....

There was just one other guy.|It was me and him.

- Bullshit. Bullshit!|- One guy. One guy!

I swear it.

Computer is what this guy's got.

He's got the whole government wired.

Who?

Come on, Jaster, tell me who.

Give me the goddamn name, Jaster.|Just give me a name.

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