Training Day Page #4

Finally, after about a year...

...the little guy crawls

back on the porch.

Right then the man walks

out of his house...

...sees this snail again.

So he looks at it...

...and he says:

"The f***'s your problem?"

That's not funny.

What you laughing for then?

- I don't know, man. L...

- Hey!

Figure that joke out,

you'll figure the streets out.

Nothing to figure out.

It's senseless bullshit.

- You know... I already figured it out.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You already figured the streets out?

Well, it's all about smiles and cries.

- Put the drink down. What is that?

- Hold on!

Hold on. Smiles and cries.

Smiles and cries.

Smiles and cries. I hear you.

Yeah, you gotta control

your smiles and cries...

...because that's all you have,

and nobody can take that away.

Oh, sh*t.

What you think, dog? Think this

greenhorn can handle undercover?

You were just like him.

Same silly-ass look and everything.

Saving the goddamn world.

Now that's some smiles

and cries for your ass!

- That was you.

- Sh*t lasted a week.

Gotta get back to it.

Thanks for the snort.

- Good to see you.

- Yeah.

Yes, sir. What you doing later?

Stay home. Save some cheddar.

My dream's less than a year away.

Philippine Islands, here I come.

- Let me go too.

- You're invited.

Hey. Open your eyes, man.

You'll feel a lot better.

Boom! Come on, man. Sit your ass up.

Who are you?

I'm the Zig-Zag man. Who are you?

- I'm a cop. Watch out!

- Don't shoot nobody.

Get that beer in you for ballast.

- No, man.

- Get it in you. You'll feel better.

Stop the car!

Stop the car! I saw something!

- Just relax.

- Stop!

All right! Hold the f*** on... Hey!

F*** me, man! Sh*t.

Police officer!

Get away from the girl!

- I'm gonna f*** you too, cop!

- Get the...

We didn't do sh*t! B*tch is crazy!

Roll over, man. Roll the f*** over!

F***ing ass prick!

My n*gger!

Go ahead, cowboy,

you got mad squabbles.

- Thanks for the help.

- You should've shot them.

What's happening?

- You're dead!

- Okay! Wait! Hold it!

- You too, white boy!

- Okay...

- My cousins will blast you fools!

- Calm down.

- Calm down. You okay?

- No, I'm not!

- Look at my nose!

- I see it.

Put ice on it. You'll be fine.

What're you doing here?

- I was just...

- They probably got AIDS.

Why you not at school?

I was going to a ditch party and...

You almost became the ditch party.

- Where your cousins from?

- Hillside Trece!

- Remember that!

- Tell your cousins to get your back.

Grab your bag and go home now.

- No! I need a statement...

- Don't need no statement.

- They'll f*** you up.

- We gonna let them go?

You wanna beat them up, go ahead.

I got a punching bag at home.

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