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...or what's inside them?
Where are they?
- Why don't you just cut it out of him.
- No, he won't.
He's too smart for that.
Because he knows if he touches me
he'll never get his sh*t back.
Then again...
...l'm not that smart.
Shane.
You've got till sundown
to hand over my bikes.
- Your brother said we had a deal.
- Junior don't do the deals around here, I do.
Well, if Junior ain't allowed to make deals,
he shouldn't be allowed to speak.
That's funny, because I was
thinking the same thing.
I didn't come here to watch you
pet your dog, primate.
I didn't invite your Dukes of Hazzard ass.
So you can raise up whenever you feel it.
The answer is no.
You're not slinging your dope on my streets.
Hand me that bottle.
Look...
...l'm not some dimebag street punk.
I'm a businessman.
And I'm telling you to make this right.
I wouldn't give a sh*t
if you was Don Corleone himself.
So get out of my face.
What the hell was you looking at?
I love you.
Trey, what's wrong? I thought you
would've been down with that sh*t.
You could've made a killing.
First you gonna act a fool
up there on the road, now this?
What's wrong with you?
You messing with
my goddamn good nature, boy.
Go get me a beer, man.
You messing up my buzz.
Get me a Diet Pepsi. Don't slam my door.
- I'm gonna whup his ass.
- Shut up. Put Rasan and Nomo on him.
Dojo got more sense than that boy.
Henry, looks like
you're the one riding b*tch.
Looks like your engine
could use a little work.
What part of "I don't love you
anymore, you're a bastard...
...and I never wanna see you again"
didn't you understand?
How about the part that stops you
Thirsty?
All right, one beer. But you're buying.
- What up, Junior? You all right?
- No, I'm definitely not all right, man. Move!
Watch out, white boy.
- Call it an accident?
- How about I kick your ass?
No, I prefer we still call it an accident.
- How about now?
- Now it looks like you owe me a beer.
- Junior! Junior!
- I'm gonna kill you!
Come on, chill!
I'm gonna talk to you. Why you always
got to show your ass, man, huh?
Why you can't come here
and play your position?
Look at me, boy.
I love you. You're my brother,
but you better stop embarrassing me.
Stop acting so damn crazy.
And I got your back for life.
Well, if you got my back, then show me,
blood, on everything!
You ain't got my back, man. You ain't
got my back, Trey. Forget you, man.
Watch out. Get out of my way, man.
your brother's ass, blood.
Shut up, man. Go get my dog.
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