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Eli, que paso?

Ah, man.

Hey, uh, Jesus, did you make

those sale signs out yet?

Si, estan hecho.

F***.

Yo, what's up?

- Shut the f*** up.

- A'ight.

Sup, Mr. Kim.

Yo, gimme a pack

of Newports too.

Yo, Mr. Kim,

I saw some taggers outside

taggin' up your store.

You couldn't pay somebody

to take these ugly-ass shoes.

Hey!

Bangin' on the door and sh*t.

Hey, let me in!

We don't serve your kind here.

- Huh?

- We don't serve your kind.

- Black people?

- Nah.

Ugly ass little kids.

You're fat, let me in.

Listen, I don't think you understand

how comebacks work.

The f*** you doin'?

Ain't you have like

a school day or somethin'?

Nah, our teacher

gave us the day off.

I think it's protesting against

the Rodney King thing or something.

Door's open, genius.

Lyin' ass.

So, hey, what's up?

What's up?

What's up is you go

read a book or something.

This ain't no

Boys and Girls club.

The f*** always talkin' to me

like you was grown and sh*t.

Whoa, whoa, hey, hey!

- Mr. Kim, relax, yo!

- Let go!

Mr. Kim, stop! Hey!

Mr. Kim, relax!

Yo, what the f***?!

B*tch, what the f*** are you doing?

Get the f*** out.

Hey, what the f***

are you doing?

Open this f***ing

door right now.

Get the f*** outta here!

Have you lost

your f***in' mind, huh?

I'm gonna f***

your ass up right now.

- Do something.

- Shut the f*** up.

Shut the f*** up.

I didn't steal nothin' from you,

you blind old man!

Ooh, I saw you steal my Twinkies!

Get inside right now, Kamilla.

Are you f***in' serious right now?

All this over f***in' Twinkies?

Leave!

F*** you!

F*** you!

F*** you!

F*** you!

F*** you!

F*** you!

F*** you!

Are you good?

Yeah, I ain't no b*tch.

- Did you do it?

- Huh?

- Nah, man.

- Don't lie to me.

I paid for the drinks

and smokes.

No, the Twinkies come...

look at me.

Look at me.

Did you steal the Twinkies?

Yeah, I stole 'em.

Go home.

- Well, I'm...

- No, go home!

I'm sorry, please!

Just please!

No, I don't have

time for this sh*t.

Look, I'll pay you back.

No. Go home.

I can work here

for free today.

I'm not your babysitter,

Kamilla.

Daniel is.

What?

Besides, if I can't stay here,

I have nowhere else to go.

Go to school.

Don't be tryin' to guilt trip me.

Get outta here!

Go!

Hey, hey, hey, hey...

No, just give him a couple hours.

He'll be good, a'ight?

Close the door.

- You're overreacting, man.

- Nah!

You know she shouldn't be here.

I remember the day

that I met you

- Hey, Jesus!

- Kamilla, a donde vas?

Hand in hand

we strolled through the park

Then all of a sudden

you kissed me

and you started

to play with my heart

You said you would love me

Stay with me everyday

Yo.

Why don't you go

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