We reap what we sow.|That's what the Bible says.
Payback's a motherf*cker.
Same shit.|We all know the story...
The Hindus have|a word for it--karma.
They believe in reincarnation--
that a man pays in the next life for all|the shit he's done in the previous one.
Keeps on payin'too,|till he gets it right.
Now, if I had to do it|all over again...
Hey, sweet thing,|what's your name?
The cats out in Cali|like to use that one a lot...
especially when they get back|from a stint in rehab.
Of course, those be|the same motherf*ckers...
Ain't that a bitch?|Still, they had a point.
I been away too long.
Today's the day|I stop runnin'from my past.
Today's the day...|set shit straight.
End of chapter 12.
Quit it.|Damn pervert.
Oh, shit. Check it out.
The wolf|is the motherf*ckin' mack.
Enter the motherf*ckin'|dragon.
- Why you still here?|- We were just kickin' it.
Just kickin' it.
- Damn, dog--|- Stay the f*ck outta this, Blue.
- It just don't concern you.|- Wh-What?
Come on. I ain't gonna ask you again.
- I'll pick you up after school, all right?|- Whatever.
Damn, dog. I thought|my moms was tough.
I wouldn't know.
- Moon give you that address?|- Yeah.
This is what the f*ck will|happen every time you don't pay me.!
That's the f*ck I'm talkin' about! You told|Moon you was gonna have his two grand.
This what I'm talkin' about|right here. Hey, don't worry.
I'll leave you enough|to buy you a pack of Newports.
That's for a new shirt, n*gger!|F*cked up my boots!
- Please!|- Stupid motherf*cker.!
You make your point?
That for sure.
F*ck Moon, man.|He gettin' his. This interest.
Then give it to him. Shit, you know|I don't play him like that.
So now you about to give me|this big-ass speech...
And they ain't gonna|do f*ck about you, man.
After 10 long years...
And goddamn,|if it don't feel good!
What else can I say?
Enter the motherf*ckin' dragon.
You're still uglier|than a motherf*cker.
- You miss me?|- N*gger, are you insane?
How the hell could somebody|possibly miss you?
Oh, baby, you ain't gots|to be that cold.
Why don't you fix me a drink.
Gin and Squirt?|Still drinkin' that shit?
You don't forget shit, do you?
if you want to keep|my ass from callin' Moon...
and tellin' him what kind of suicidal|fool just walked into his bar.
- Is that so?|- That's right.
to get him on the horn for me,|but you f*cked that up.
Go on. Get him on the horn.|Go on now.
Where's somewhere private|I can talk?
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