Set It Off Page #3

But we ain't crazy, so we can't.

- So now you making the rules?

- Frankie, please.

Please, ain't nobody over here

gonna be robbing no bank.

You're right.

We ain't gonna rob no bank. Mm-mm.

Let's just go in there

and blow it the f*** up.

Here you go.

Can you believe after working

for that damn bank for two years...

...I can't even get a recommendation

for another job?

I'm gonna hook you up with Luther.

I know you ain't happy,

but you need a job.

Ursula. Ursula, come here.

- How you doing, Ursula?

- Come here, Boo.

What's up?

- What the f*** is up? She don't talk?

- No, really.

What's up? You know better than that.

You've been gone all day.

Girl, next time I page you,

you better be calling me back.

Excuse me.

Drink, please.

What's up, girl?

That's a cute outfit.

- Want some?

- Mm-hm.

Hey, Stony, look, girl. It's Nate Andrews.

Hey, hey.

Girl, didn't he want you

come work in his car lot for him?

Yes, and that's not all he wanted.

Hey, Stony.

You going over there?

Yeah, I'm gonna see what he wants.

Hi, what you guys doing?

So how much money could I make

selling cars for you?

Oh, well, it depends. I mean...

Oh, you can make, oh,

2 G's a month on commission.

- I can make that much?

- Yeah.

I told you, you needed to get

with somebody who could help you.

- Nate, before I come work for you...

- Yeah?

I need an advance.

- There's a little problem that I need to fix.

- Ah.

Oh, I can do that.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I can do that.

But, I mean...

...Stony Newsom's gotta give me

a reason to do that.

You know what I mean?

And what would that be?

Oh, come on, now, you know.

Let's go for a ride, huh?

Mm, mm.

So when do I get my advance?

Oh, I don't know.

Tomorrow, maybe the day after.

Look, Nate, before I do this,

I want my check.

Hey, whoa, whoa, look.

You're not getting no check from me

until I'm done, you understand?

This ain't right. It's not even worth it.

Sh*t.

I'm in a bind, Nate.

Some other time.

I really need this money, Nate.

What the f*** is that?

It's Frankie, it's her first night.

- What's wrong with you?

- Nothing.

Look at this motherf***er.

Bet you he ain't never held a broom

in his life.

And she ain't did no dishes

or wash no clothes.

This is a ugly-ass baby.

Yo, white people be having some old

water head, crying-ass, ugly babies.

Stony, I can't unload these things

without dropping them!

Frankie, relax.

- How can you stand the smell of garbage?

- Girl, sh*t ain't that bad.

It ain't that bad?

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