Wrong Turn At Tahoe Page #4

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or something?

Why?

Look at me.

I need to be 1000/0 sure that what

you're telling me is on the Ievel.

Yeah, Vincent. I wouldn't Iie to you.

You know that.

-He do this to your face?

-Yeah.

-I wouldn't tell him nothing.

-Okay.

No, Vincent. No.

You don't have to sell dope

for these scumbags.

You need money, you come to me.

I know. I know.

Thanks, Vincent. Sorry, Vincent.

Jeffrey.

This is f***ing unbelievable.

This f***ing guy.

F***ing respects him

more than he respects me.

-This guy's a f***ing Iowlife junkie.

-He's got history with this cat.

-Come here!

-F***!

Sh*t.

-Where's your piece?

-Easy.

It's cute.

My grandmother's got one just Iike it.

-You know who I am?

-Yeah.

-You know why I'm here?

-No.

Interesting.

How Iong have you worked

for Mr. Tahoe?

A few months.

Now, here's the most

important question.

In that time,

do you think you've developed

a relationship worth dying for?

No. F*** that.

Good answer.

-Give me your driver's Iicense.

-What?

F***.

Easy, big boy. Easy.

Looks Iike

you've Iost some weight, Gregory.

Yeah, I've been cutting back

on the carbs.

What the f***, man?

-Put your hands behind your back, B.

-For your own safety.

-Okay, well, in that case, all right.

-Yeah, good.

Yeah, I'II play with you guys

for a Iittle while.

-Turn that music down.

-Yes, sir.

Okay, we can talk.

I got a couple questions for you.

That's good, man.

'Cause I got a couple questions for you

my damn self,

you know what I'm saying? First one is,

which one of these two Iittle b*tches

right here

gonna give me a Iap dance?

Joshua, you wanna give him

a Iap dance?

Trip, man. Got chocolate over here.

-How was that?

-Sh*t.

F***. That's not really

what I had in mind, but...

Okay. Okay.

Listen, before we begin,

I want to give you some advice.

When you're dealing with me,

there are two things

that will always save your ass.

Honesty and respect.

Now, those are your cigarettes.

You mind if I have one?

Yeah, yeah, go ahead, man.

Help yourself, man.

Why don't we all have one,

you know what I'm saying?

Got a Iight?

You're a good Iittle b*tch, huh?

Lighting him up Iike that.

You know,

I can't smoke in my own home.

My wife won't Iet me.

She's 1 10 pounds soaking wet,

but she's got the heart of a drill sergeant

and the mouth of a sailor.

But, f***, I married her, right?

Do what you do, man,

you know what I'm saying?

I married her, so I have to answer to her.

Everybody's gotta answer to somebody.

I answer to my wife. I answer to God.

Who do you answer to, Franklin?

Well, first of all,

I don't answer to Franklin.

You know what I'm saying?

I didn't Iike it much

when my mother called me that,

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