Homeboy Page #2

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I know everybody in this f***ing town.

Nothing goes down

I don't find out about it.

That's important.

Keep informed.

I got this gig.

I do it on the side.

Moe owns a couple of strip joints.

I go in, I bullshit a little.

I do an act on stage.

It sucks, but it's better than working,

and it keeps my P.O.

off my ass.

I can sing a little.

I'm a pretty good dancer.

And, I have fun... f***ing up the songs.

Hey, Wesley!

Who's this guy?

I'm gonna kill you!

Why? Hey!

You f***ing punk!

Where you been? You locked me up!

Take it easy, will you?

Hey! Hey, hey, hey!

Don't f*** with me, man!

You're gonna pull a knife on me?

You are gonna pull a knife on me?

I ain't no punk! What were

you gonna do with that?

I don't know.

No, Wesley, not my nose.

Will you move your f***ing car?

Hey, you got a problem? Shut up!

Move your car!

Where's my money?

Give me my f***ing money!

Hey, man, it's right here.

Right now!

I got it right here.

Take it easy.

Give it to me.

Come on, come on!

Take it easy. Here.

Stupid.

Why you always gotta hit me for, Wesley?

Where you been?

Hey, how you doing?

What are you kicking

the sh*t out of him for?

You wanna kick the sh*t out of him,

you do it somewhere where

you don't hold up traffic.

Hey, man, nobody's gonna

kick the sh*t out of me.

Hey, scrote, move that hunk of

sh*t over to the curb and shut up.

"Scrote"?

Shut up!

Wesley, I heard you pulled a nickel.

How come you're back

on the brick so soon?

"Scrote"?

What is that, French?

Ray, I ain't gonna tell you again.

Move it out.

Stupid.

Lieutenant, hey.

Get out of the street.

Let's go.

He with you?

Yeah.

I'm not gonna tell you again.

Get out of the street.

Hey, man, don't punch me with that stick.

It's okay.

I'll handle it.

Looks like somebody

kicked the sh*t out of you.

Johnny's a fighter, Lieutenant.

He fought tonight.

Knocked out some spear-chucker

at the arena.

Stay out of trouble, boys.

The place. My place.

Come on.

You know,

don't worry about

that guy... Grazziano.

I've known him for 15 years.

He's crazy, and he hates me.

He hates the fact that people like me.

You know what I mean?

He hates it.

He hates the fact that people like you.

He's like a bitter person.

I hate that.

Hey, Moe, how you doing? Good.

John, come on.

He's... He's like

a sick person, you know?

Anyway, this is it.

I have to share this with some girls.

Give me your bag. Here, just put it down.

Make yourself...

You know, watch.

Watch the show. Go on.

Hey, that cop, man,

he's like a f***ing nightmare.

Point taken.

We gotta be cool.

It's hot out there, man.

Some... Some jerk-off iced someone

doing a job the other night.

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