Chapter & Verse Page #4
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- You get out of
- You're trying to rip her off.
- (dialing phone)
- Yes, police.
- A man is
bothering my customer.
- I know this lady.
- You don't know this lady.
- I'm telling you I know
this lady.
- You don't know this lady.
- Yes, he does.
He's my nephew.
And you tell the cops
to come down here and lock up
your cheating ass.
Come on. Let's go.
(sighs) You can put
everything right here.
There you go.
(sighs) So, you gonna make
- Yep.
- My husband Al,
- Did it work?
- No.
Well, this is gonna work.
And you gonna get it
for just 350 and parts.
All right.
(chuckles)
It look complicated.
Ooh!
Oh, that's nice. Oh, yes.
Thank you.
So, tell me how to buy stuff
off the Internet.
your email first.
Now, type in your password.
- T-Y-R--
- It should be a secret.
- Why?
- You don't want people
looking through
your personal information.
What's this,
your work badge?
"S. Lance Ingram."
Don't use my--
don't use my name.
I'm not using your name.
What's the "S" for?
It's just an initial.
It stands for "sir."
name me Sir Lancelot
so I would be treated
like royalty.
- My mama shortened it
to Sir Lance.
- Oh.
Well, that's better than
Or Junebug.
- (both laughing)
- You're just messing with me.
- Turn around.
- Huh?
Turn around so I can
put in the secret word.
(softly)
T-Y-R-O.
(music playing)
Drink, smoke
- (elevator dings)
- Drink, smoke
Drink, smoke
Drink, smoke...
Yo.
Excuse me.
Oh, oh.
My bad, bro.
Yo, you saw the b*tch
come out them niggas?
Yo, true story, son.
Man, these niggas
be acting like they with it.
These niggas
ain't about sh*t, though.
- You know what we should do?
- What's up?
Hit up some
Spanish b*tches, B.
F***.
F***.
These broke-ass sh*t
in the f***ing projects, man.
Yo, hit your cousin
and see if, uh...
- Tell him elevator's
stuck again.
- All right.
Yo, yo,
chill out, G. Damn.
(laughing)
Yo, this nigga think
he's Spider-Man.
- (gasping)
- Yo, dog, you ain't
never been on
- no broke-project
elevator before?
- Hell no.
That nigga wouldn't have
his head up there if he was.
- (elevator dings)
- (laughing continues)
Yo. Yo.
Yo, don't leave, bro.
Come on.
- Please don't leave.
- Yo, where you going?
Where you going, son?
(coughs)
Smoke, drink
Smoke
Print it... sign it.
- Here you go, Miss Maddy.
- All right.
Now, I want $3 on 5-9-2.
$3, 5-9-2.
And $2 on 4-1-7.
$2 on 4-1-7.
- There you go.
- Sure.
Are you gonna come visit Ghana
when you hit the number?
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