Officer Down Page #4

Make a hot stove

in the apron

Drunk off stress,

high off confidence

Saw one coming just to finally

triple common sense

I'm been rhyming since

I saw Jay, 'Pac, Nas and Em

Now I'm positive

that I'm hot as them

Tell me who you ride with

Meet me outside

Meet me outside, girl,

meet me outside

New iced-out watch,

chilling all the time...

Yeah

Chilling all the time

Know you feeling it.

(SNIFFS)

Mmm. You sexy girl.

Cal, please,

I need to talk to you.

- Huh?

- I need to talk to you, please.

Give me a second.

I owe Oleg a lot of money

for bringing me here,

but you know

I don't have such money.

I can never repay him.

So what do you want me

to do about it, babe?

You're a cop.

You can help me.

Please.

Oleg's got something going,

something big.

Oleg's got something going

for what, for me?

What am I getting out of it?

You take Oleg, take the money,

then help me get

out of this place.

If it's so big,

Walker must know about it, honey.

No. No.

It's Oleg's deal.

Royce Walker

doesn't know about it.

Cal, help me.

I just want to get away from here.

Okay, I'll think about it, okay?

But I don't want to talk here.

I'll talk later to you,

when I'm not so high.

Relax.

Relax, Katya. Jesus Christ.

Why aren't I getting

any lap dances?

I mean, I want

some f***ing lap dancing.

(HIP-HOP PLAYING)

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

Oh, my God.

(MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY)

You okay with that?

It's okay, Freddie.

Can I talk to you, please?

Here's my card.

I need your help, Katya.

(SCOFFS) My help?

Where have you been

when I needed you?

I'm sorry, okay?

I had some problems.

I was a different person

back then.

It was a different time.

- I'll make some calls...

- It's too late, Cal.

- I can help you now.

- I'm deep into this sh*t now.

Look...

I need some information

on the guy in the club

that's sketching pictures

of all the girls.

You know who I'm talking about?

Of course. We all do.

I need his real name.

Find out yourself,

piece of sh*t.

WOMAN:

Come on.

Hey, hey. It's Angel, right?

Why are you leaving so soon?

Huh? Come get a drink

with me, baby. Come on.

That's so rude.

DISPATCH:

Nothing in name for 613 N4L.

You sure it's a local plate?

That's what it says.

- Not in the system.

- Thanks.

(DOG BARKING)

ANGEL:
Yeah, right.

I understand.

It's just that I just got home.

You know, it's really

f***ing late at night.

I mean, I don't...

Okay. All right,

where do you want me to go?

Yeah, I know where that is.

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

And I just can't slow

The beating of my heart

That you give me arrhythmia

Give me arrhythmia...

- Come on.

- Okay.

Let's go.

That you give me arrhythmia.

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