Street Page #5

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Greg, c'mere.

Stay tight, ok?

But don't be afraid

to let 'em go.

You've got a reach advantage

over this next guy,

but he's a wrestler,

so make him stand,

and wear him out

on his feet, ok?

And try to remember to keep

the range on the angle,

and fire after

you move, alright?

Let's go!

- So you like that?

Yo, towel boy!

- What?

- What's your name again?

- Remo, Remo street.

- Remo?

Like, really, that's

like, really your name?

- That's what I said.

- Dude, c'mon.

Are you gonna train or

tease the towel boy?

- Hey, I'm helping out here, ok?

I'm just trying to give our new,

hired hand some valuable

advice, because the help

shouldn't eye banging the

owner's daughter, my sister.

- Is that right?

- - Greg.

You're way outta line.

- I was just calling it

like I see it, coach.

- Hey, I'm calling

it like I see it.

Now you get back

into training mode,

or you hit the showers.

You wanna gossip, do

that on your own time.

- Oops, I missed.

- Hey, hey,

you got one more

towel to pick up.

- Hey Remo,

you missed another one.

- What the hell are y'all doin'?

Quit being an a**hole

and put some clothes on.

- Good one, good one.

Let's go ladies!

Standing around with your

hands in your pockets.

- 20 fighters, 1300 bucks.

That's all they're making.

- You guys, I just got off

the phone with Mr. Bloomberg

from the UCLA medical board.

- Did they look at

your Grant proposal?

- Yes!

- They went over my entire

Grant application this morning,

and...

- they loved it?

Of course, they loved

it, it's brilliant!

- I mean, I won't know if I

got it until a week or so,

but they're recommending

me for full Grant so...

- Woah.

Hey, Remo!

What'd I tell you about

eye banging my sister?

- What man?

Jealous she's getting

more attention than you?

- What the hell did you

just say to me? Huh?

- C'mon dude, c'mon.

- Well, last night, when

you dropped your towel,

at first, I thought it

was just a dick move,

but now I'm startin' to wonder.

- Yo street, bruh,

relax man.

Chill.

- Was that a invitation for me?

You jealous of Jasmine, Greg?

Wish I looked at you like dat?

- Greg, c'mon, c'mon dude!

C'mon, c'mon dude!

- Come on get in

here, let's go son!

- Get in here right now!

You want some, let's go!

Let's do it!

Yeah, that's right!

Whatcha got!

- Oh, Ozzy, Ozzy.

- Hey, hey!

Knock it off! Knock it...

Break it up!

What the hell was that!

- S'called fighting.

- Oh, you wanna fight?

- I gotta train with

the towel boy now?

Well, you're sparring partner

is Ooc and it's your fault,

so yes!

- You really messed something

up man, what the hell?

- He likes to mix it up with

combo shots, high and low.

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