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We'll find out where you live.

Yeah, well, when you do, y'all come by

and I'll make you some fried chicken.

- F*** you.

- Shut up.

Focus on the tip. And you put 'em

right inside that big tiger's ear.

And you suave it in.

That's okay. Don't worry about it.

Hey, baby girl. Daddy just got caught up.

No, no, no. Hey, come here. Come here.

Listen. I could never, ever forget about you.

How was your day, huh?

Okay, put your seat belt on.

- What'd you learn today, sweetie?

- How to break somebody's arm.

That'll come in handy on the playground.

Hey, you want to have some fun?

Okay. Hold on a second.

You like that?

Hold on.

Daddy's gonna pull over, sweetheart,

so hang on.

I'll be right back.

You know, I just think it's better

for Emily. Angela's strugglin'.

We got family in Washington. But hey,

I'll take anything out of the Southwest.

You can't blame yourself for Luis.

I don't blame myself. I didn't shoot him.

We been together a long time.

- You got your promotion.

- I just think you need a little time off, Mike.

I need a transfer, Warren.

- Will you stop that?

- Sorry.

How'd it go today?

You ever think about movin'?

Every day.

But I couldn't do that to my husband.

Must be a really good guy.

He's passable. He's kind of moody.

Yeah, kind of grumpy, actually.

He likes to get lost out there in

that desert and hide from the world.

- Don't you ever get lonely?

- Well, he loves it out there, so...

- No. He loves you.

- So he says.

You want to move, let's move.

You want to stay, let's stay.

I didn't need to see all that.

Put your drawers on.

You ought to know better

than to sneak up on a man.

Mad Dog.

It's not like that no more.

In case it was.

I couldn't have you pullin' a gun out

on your house guests, now could I?

You all domesticated now.

We gotta work on your manners.

You mean, like knocking?

Take your time.

Cook's is here. Stokes.

Oh yeah, and V-Ray's kid. He's here.

Lonnie.

But don't worry. He don't know.

We make sure we stay real quiet

so we don't wake little Emily.

- What are you doin'?

- Towel off. Go into Emily's room.

- Why? What's wrong?

- Just do it.

- Look at y'all.

- Mad Dog.

- What, you coming from church?

- Work clothes, playboy.

What's that?

- HNG it, man. Can you give it me?

- That's what's up. High Noon Gang.

- Aw, he remember.

- Hell Needs Gangstas, man.

- Heroin and guns, you know the truth.

- Remember that?

Hey, Cook, you lucky you caught me

with an empty clip. You know that, right?

Oh, I'm lucky? You lucky that I

recognised you, 'cause mine was full.

You used to always shoot blanks,

that's what I remember.

Oh, now you clowning, huh?

I was gonna pop him. Then I was like, "Oh. "

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