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1200... South Main.

OK, you kids, get outta here. Get lost. Go

home. These guys are creeps. Go home!

Go on!

Bring him out here, McGavin.

Homes, what d'you think I'm gonna

find when I look under that car, huh?

Huh?

You don't run from

the fastest white boy on two feet.

Oh, man, you smell good, homes.

What is that? Eau de doo-dah-day?

I saw him toss it.

What the hell were you runnin' for?

Answer me, a**hole.

Answer me.

What's your name?

- What's your name?

- Clarence Brown.

- Don't lie to me.

- Clarence Brown.

- How old are you?

- 18.

How old are you?

What else do they call you?

What's your name on the street?

Give me another name.

- High Top.

- Why do they call you that?

You a second-storey man, High Top?

You go down on basketball players?

What do you hang out with this loser for?

Wanna be like him? You do, don't you?

No.

- What's your heart beatin' for?

- I'm scared, man.

I thought you were runnin' a marathon.

Got it.

Stand up. Let's see your tattoos.

Oh, man, homes. It's f***in' Gibraltar.

- Look at the red. He's a Blood. Let's see.

- (boy) What?

- Recognise this?

- (Crip) Cancel Christmas. You're dead.

- You on parole or probation?

- No.

Well, I got you on my file now.

If I catch you here again, I'm gonna shove

this up your ass. How would that feel?

uncuff him.

uncuff him.

You heard me.

- I'm Hodges. Ask around who I am.

- Yeah.

- You owe me one, OK?

- Yeah.

- Got that?

- Yes, sir.

Say it.

- I owe you one.

- OK.

Get outta here.

This alley is hot.

It's no longer yours, it's mine.

If I catch you here again,

I'm gonna arrest you.

Be straight with me,

I'll be straight with you.

Now, all of you, get lost.

Let's go. Come on. Out!

- Come on, man. Let's go.

- Go on.

- We'll get him round the corner.

- Right on.

I'm down for that.

I'll drive.

- What the f*** was that?

- What?

I made a righteous collar

back there, partner.

If I do something, I expect you to back

me up and I hope you expect the same.

Oh. You don't even know the area, yet you

wanna drag him in for a pissy little rock...

...and spend the rest of the shift

doin' paperwork? Is that a plan?

- You wanna hear a plan? I got a plan.

- Yeah.

We get him for rock,

then for somethin' else,...

...and when he does something serious,

it's not a first f***in' offence!

(dispatcher) Male causing disturbance

at parking lot, corner of 9th and Figueroa.

Sh*t.

OK, that's your plan. All right.

Now you wanna hear mine?

You're full of f***in' adrenaline, man.

You know...

You're not chasin' around

Mickey Mouse crimes any more.

Now, the plan as I see it

is to get to know these guys,...

...so then when somethin' big

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