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...and I'm down on my count.

I got people all over.

- I don't care other people's problems.

- All right, I almost forgot this.

I got you a nice sirloin tip here.

Warden Renfro's gonna hear direct

you don't come through on this.

Now, sir, don't you worry.

This one, up it. Let's go.

Hey, I'll take it.

Thanks, man.

Hey, I do that. I do that.

- Where's my meat?

- It's coming in the back there.

What? You told me two steers.

That ain't two steers.

- Sorry, I couldn't do it this week.

- Hey, don't tell me couldn't.

Suppose I can't spare you

no beer this week.

I'll make it up to you. All right?

Where's Carol at?

Back at the house.

RAUCH:

Back to truck.

For another 20, I'll give you the

name of a stoolie who knows cannons.

- You give me back my dough.

- Who told you to ask me?

- The pin boy in the bowling alley.

- Who told you to ask him?

A fella that works

at the Houston Street auction shop.

- Oh, sh*t!

- Wash your mouth out.

- What time you coming up there tonight?

- I can't, my brother's got me working.

- Your brother's got you working?

- Mm-hmm.

No, he doesn't, because I just

bought you the night off.

What are you doing?

Get on those logs and start moving them.

- You move them, a**hole.

- You're asking for it, boy.

Floyd!

Yeah, Huey?

What do you got them doing?

Taking a nap?

What are you doing?

Get back to work now.

- Huey, don't get excited-

- Floyd!

Hey, Huey, take it easy now.

Let me explain-

Floyd, shut up, will you?

All right, just for that

it went up to six bits. Six bits.

They want you up at the bars, Bullen.

All right, who wants it, man?

The last peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

Half a rock. Who wants it?

You got yourself a phone call.

F***.

Look here, Eddie. Why a phone call?

- Let's go.

- A phone call?

Why a f***ing phone call?!

Hey. Psst. What's-?

What's with the phone call?

I'm getting ready to say

something important now.

I wanna know that when

I talk I'm being listened to.

I'm getting ready to give out the detail.

Leonard, I want you to go to kitchen.

Collins.

- Boiler house.

- Sanitation detail.

You too, Bullen.

Wait a minute. This man is hurt-

You just deal with colored.

I'll take care of the white folks, okay?

Besides, I don't think Bullen's

got much more than...

...refried sh*t for brains this morning.

Now what about your boy

Boyd for clerical?

Come on, come on.

We ain't got all day.

Hey!

I got me a convict here!

I'll rip this cat's head off!

You get me the man!

I wanna see the man, now!

I can hear his neck snapping.

Sh*t. I want some respect.

You sons of b*tches hear me out there?

I want some respect!

Yeah, we hear you, Walter. We hear you.

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