Harsh Times Page #2

Sh*t.

Hey, you know what

I want to do?

What?

I want to get f***ed up.

Me, too, man.

I got to find a job and placate

my baby, you know.

Sylvia's going

to kick your ass?

Come on, big man,

she'll be cool.

Come on.

(Korean pop music playing)

- Bye, Nicole.

- Bye.

Let me get a couple

of singles, too, please.

Sorry, you buy whole pack.

Be cool, dude.

If I buy a whole pack

I'm gonna want

to smoke it.

I just want a couple

of smokes with my beer.

City give me $1,500 ticket.

No more.

(speaking Korean)

(speaking Korean)

A**hole.

(speaking Korean)

(yelling)

(gunshots)

- Thank you, sir.

- Thank you, sir.

Oh, sh*t.

That f***ing gangster, man.

Homeboy just ran

a six second four-forty.

Damn, the chino looked

f***ing pissed, man.

You think we'll be able

to go back there?

I hate that sh*t.

F***in' chino lookin' at us

like we were gonna bust him?

Come on, dude.

We're wearin' suits, man.

We totally look like cops.

He said he got fined

for that sh*t.

He was just being cautious.

Well, we got pisto,

we got frajos.

Only one thing missin'.

Be-at-ches.

Oh, yeah, I mean

besides b*tches, man.

Yesca?

Mm-hmm.

Bingo.

I need to feel

some reefer madness.

You sure you want

to score some bud, dude?

You haven't smoked out

since like forever, man.

I said I want

to get f***ed up, man.

F*** this purity bullshit.

Yeah... f*** purity.

Aw, man, look at this

zero-head, dog.

Stupid-ass cholo.

Look at that.

That dude's slangin', dog.

Want to get

a dime?

JIM:

No, I want it all.

Go for the stash, man.

Whoa, go, go, go.

Hey, hey, yo, yo.

That's my sh*t!

F***.

(laughing)

Outstanding.

Out-f***ing-standing.

That sh*t was slick.

That motherf***er

just got schooled.

B*tch-ass cholo.

- Check this sh*t out, huh?

- Yeah.

Nice motherfucking haul.

You see that sh*t, huh?

Mm. It's not laced either.

Smell that sh*t.

Smell that motherfucking sh*t.

We just burned my car.

We go back there,

we're gonna get shot.

Yeah, no sh*t.

Man, bust that light.

Roll that sh*t up.

Yeah, yeah, Cool.

Yo, let's drop off

some resums first.

Then we'll smoke out, dude.

Some resums.

Yeah.

Ah, man, fresh air.

Look.

Oh! They're

dropped off, man.

You f***ing a**hole, man.

I got to get

a f***ing job, man.

What's your problem, man?

What the f*** are

you doing, d*ckhead.

Yo, Mike, first day looking--

nobody ever gets a job

their first day looking.

Come on, don't

sweat it, man.

Hey, I can't

f*** around tomorrow.

I got to get a job for sure.

This is your job, man.

So act like a f***ing

professional,

spark up the goods, 'cause we

got a lot of work to do.

It's harsh. It's good, though.

You okay?

How are those lungs, baby?

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