Down by Law Page #5

''For a while''

''I could smile

I could smile''

You in the Jag. Pull it over.

Son of a b*tch.

Out of the car, a**hole. Out!

Get your ass out of there.

What?

- Was I goin' a little too fast?

- Hands up on the hood, jackass! Move!

- Move!

- Spread 'em out.

Come on, get a little

goosey-goosey goin' here.

- What are you lookin' at?

- Your ugly face.

- Hook him up.

- Oh, hook him up.

Hook him good.

Twist it a little bit.

Watch it, rookie.

- I ain't done nothin'.

- Get your ass back. Get your ass back.

I don't care if you done nothin'.

Let's see what we got here.

- It's my car.

- It's your ass.

- Sh*t. What are you lookin' at, dogface?

- Shut up.

- Maybe we get a little

lagniappe in the trunk.

- Oh, yeah?

You got nothin' on me.

- He's the one, Herb.

- It's all wrong, man.

Put the smart-ass in the car.

- In the car. No, a**hole!

- Come on!

- You set me up! You set me up!

- Come on!

- In the car, a**hole!

- You motherf***er!

You set me up!

You son of a b*tch!

- Hey, baby.

- Yeah, right.

In here.

Excuse me.

Now can I get a light for my cigarette?

- Didn't I give you

a match this morning?

- That was five, six hours ago.

- I'll be back in a couple of hours.

- Man, come on.

Sh*t.

Guard!

I need a light here!

I can't believe this.

Guard! Guard! Guard! Guard!

Guard! Guard! Guard!

What am I doin' in here?

Can't you see?

You are not

the only innocent a**hole in here.

I was set up too.

Just like you.

Just like you.

Man, I am not just like you,

whatever you say.

I don't even want to deal with you.

You got it, man?

As far as I'm concerned,

you don't even exist. Not at all.

Got it?

Well, you don't exist either.

The walls don't exist.

The floor doesn't exist.

This prison's not here.

These bunks aren't here.

The bars aren't here.

None of this is really here.

None of this is really here at all.

What's the matter with you, man?

Huh?

What's goin' on inside there?

You haven't said nothin'

in three days.

Man, you gotta say somethin'.

Just say somethin'.

F*** you.

F*** you. F*** you.

F*** you. F*** you.

Okay, f*** you.

That's fine.

You piss me off, you know that?

Man, you know what I'm gonna do

when I get out of here?

When I get out of here,

there's gonna be a white limousine.

It's gonna come and pick me up.

It's gonna be a Lincoln.

I'm gonna step inside...

and inside it's bigger than you could

possibly imagine it from the outside.

And there's gonna be beautiful girls

in there, four of 'em,

and they're all gonna be naked.

And one of 'em's gonna

offer me some coke.

But I'm gonna just say no.

I'm gonna just be enjoying

the luxury of the car and the girls.

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