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Do you know anybody here, bro? Yeah, man. Check out these two over here. I

the one on the left.

And then one round.

One wrap around.

And then one around.

Can I buy either of you ladies a drink? It's open bar, bro.

Step aside.

Hey, girl. Yeah.

Hello, woman.

Look at him.

Yo, Zach, man. Always good to see you.

Oh, you're my girl, Sophia?

Sophia's dad and... Dennis.

Oh. I know your name.

I've never heard of you.

Oh, really?

You've never heard of me?

No.

Sophia's a writer, too.

What do you write?

Silk.

Silk.

I've never heard of that.

Oye, Playa.

Let's do some shots.

Let's not.

I see you met Silk.

She crew.

That's why you, you, uh, you trying to jack my new jack?

Really? That's the case that maybe I am.

You're just a punk -ass nigga, right? That's all you are, wearing little

and shit like that?

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up.

You just a bitch -ass nigger like your brother.

That's what I was trying to say. Oh, really? Yeah, motherfucker.

Back up!

Back up!

Let's start our shit.

Me and your boys gotta get out of here.

Let's go, then!

with these motherfuckers, I swear to God.

Bomb it.

Y 'all trying to go bombing or what?

Oh yeah, we'll go.

I didn't call you. Your boy did.

That's not my boy and neither are you.

Look, can you come with me?

I'll take you to a spot. I promise you've never been there. How do you

I don't, but I'm pretty sure.

You should trust me.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, what the hell are you doing?

All right.

All right, Dad.

You killed it out there

tonight.

I know.

That's why you should follow me on Instagram.

I don't do that stuff.

Missy out.

goddamn longest night ever, I swear.

I'm looking for that shit.

I ain't gonna blow your motherfucking load early, man. Wake up.

We're on a goddamn blunt for you, little shit.

Yo, got gang unit rolling up.

Looking for some assholes who like to spray shit.

Let's go, Nick. I need you to come out here.

I'm good, man.

Listen, man.

You either come out here and talk to us now, or I'll go get a warrant, and we

both come in.

Your choice, Papa.

Get out here, man.

What do you guys want?

There was some real nice sprays on the metro rail last night.

I don't know what you're talking about, Bert.

Shut the shit, Nick.

Detective Pelais.

No, my piña. No, my piña.

You know, one of these days you're going to show some respect.

Yeah, your punk -ass brother finally did it right before I locked the sorry ass

up in the cage.

We locked him up and we locked him up. Hey, you guys got a charge?

Papa, we're not here to arrest you.

We're here about your boy Luis Tornado.

Well, he's not here.

Yeah, no shit, Nick. Found him dead last night.

You're lying, right?

We found Pharoah's body on the rooftop of La Trella supermarket last night with

a gunshot wound to the side of his head.

Suicide. What are you talking about?

And he killed himself.

Brother locked up.

OG in a body bag.

Man, dog, for a gay boss kid, you sure as fuck picked a rough life.

Hey, hey, cool it, punk.

Don't do that.

Not worth it.

My condolences, man.

Can I just, I need to take some pictures?

Please. No, no, I get it, I get it. This is my mentor, man. Please, just five

minutes.

Five minutes.

Five minutes, okay?

Good to see you, Nicky.

You too, bro.

I'll be out of here in 12 days.

What couldn't wait?

The bottle.

Farrell, man.

He's gone.

He later had a burn and just shot himself.

That's when we finally did it, huh?

You're not surprised?

Farrah came to see me a couple months ago.

He was popped in a gun charge.

That's 50 mandatory.

No money to defend himself, no wife, no kids. He was all alone.

He finally realized he was 40 -something graffiti legend living in the past.

Why are you talking all this shit?

Because I love that G. You know it.

Before I went away, I told him to quit while he was still ahead.

And I'm telling you the same shit now, Nick.

But if you don't learn from mistakes we made, someday it's gonna be too late for

you two.

To Pharaoh.

MGK Prez, who was banging on these streets way before most of us was even

The originator.

The Miami style. Fuck yeah.

This is for you, Luis.

Rest in paradise.

Salud!

Yo, a couple of tragos and we're out of here. I don't want to get cornered by

Georgie. He's probably on that Tony Montana shit.

Yo, this lead's got me super, super weak.

Yo, check this shit out, man.

Rachel, it's like the universe, bro.

I really don't want to talk to this girl. Well, it isn't the infamous

And I see you brought the usual suspect.

How are you guys?

We're just checking out the gallery, some shit.

Oh, well, when will I be seeing a damaged piece up in a gallery?

I think you know the answer to that.

Of course, nothing changes.

Well, apparently, some things do.

I'll see you for a couple of years and you will get married on me.

Engaged. Engaged. All right. Well, congratulations.

I'll just stop.

Stop what? I mean, isn't that what you always wanted? Pretty boy with money?

You don't know him.

I don't know him, but actually he was really good in those little Havana auto

commercials back in the day. He was 10 years old. Get over it. Get over it?

How am I supposed to get over it when you're the one that walked away?

I can't do this. No.

You know what? I'm sorry, okay?

Okay?

I've just been going through all this stuff with Farrell, and I can't think

straight. I heard.

I was going to text you, but I just... I know that.

What?

No, no, no, that's enough. Okay, come on. What's up? I just, I want to, you

know, I want to do a proper memorial for Farrell, and... Where?

I don't know.

Let me ask my dad.

Really? You're going to do that for me?

Of course.

When he hears that Nick Cruz wants to do a legal wall, he won't believe it.

I see you, Bobby.

It was nice bumping into you.

Yeah, you too.

Hey, hey, come up to my office.

I'll see you. Hey, but like, take off your shoes first.

There's two, uh, someones I want you to meet.

Guys, this is Mick, also known as Damage, quotation mark.

Come on, we'll drink. Come on.

Bro, I'm gonna turn this warehouse into the fucking gallery of the 25th century.

My father and I are gonna turn Miami into a street art mecca.

And I'm going to take a page from the fucking Lipman family book, and I'm

to start representing street art.

I want you, Nick.

No, I want you.

Come on. I got all the fucking connections in town. You can be the next

Banksy or whatever the fuck it's called.

Yeah, that's cool, man. I really appreciate the love, but I'm really not

street artist.

Nick, what the fuck are you saying? You've been doing this fucking graffiti

since you were like 12.

Yeah, exactly.

Graffiti. I'm not a street artist. I do graffiti.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Exactly. Awesome. Everything you just said is 100 % true.

So, now, the question is, Nick, my friend, what do you say?

Come on. You, me, together.

Let's make a statement, man. Come on.

Okay, Georgie. That's good.

Sorry, bro.

Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sometimes when I...

Get peeped up and coked this good. I get a little handsy. All right?

You like her?

Show him your tits.

I'll be sure.

Come on.

Look at that.

Come on. Do a line for me.

Come on. Come on. Do a line off them. I'm all right, man.

Yeah, come on. I'm good, man. I'm good. If I hit me, God, please, you ought to

stop me.

All right? Come on. I'm good.

Fuck it. I'll do it then.

Actually, usually when I do coke this good, I also get a fucking rock hard

whenever I take a shit.

So, I'll be right back. Because my grandfather said, never fucking waste a

boner. Hey, Nick, please make yourself at home, okay? Mi casa es su casa, bro.

Be right back.

Thank you so much, but how do we go?

Yeah. Are you sure you don't want to take a bump? I am really sure. Thank you

much. All right, baby. You guys are amazing, though.

By the time we're finished doing this big -ass shit, our battle's going to be

over. I'm sick of fixing this shit every goddamn year, dude.

Shit.

Aw, look who it is.

What's up, Orly?

See you, bud.

Suck down, bud.

Damn it. You too, brother. You too.

Yo.

This shit's dope.

Thank you, brother. Every fucking battle, I got to fix this shit. Yeah.

Fucking toys, man. I'm telling you, my generation's so fucked up.

Yeah, bro. Sorry to hear about Pharoah.

Yeah.

It's tragic, man.

You still doing those rates?

Yeah, man. We got that yard on lock.

Sick. Me and Revoke did a Pharoah piece the other night.

Really? Yeah.

Dude. Thanks, man.

When am I going to see you on these walls?

Don't give me that sellout shit, bro.

I mean, I'm actually gearing up for my first legal, man. Yeah? Yeah. First

legal. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm doing a little tribute for Pharoah. Yeah?

That's awesome, bro.

That's like the first step. Now you're in the races.

I don't know if I'm in the races. You know, I'm just honoring my dog.

You know me, man. I just like to laugh full of left and right.

Yeah, you are. That's what I'm saying, man. You got to get past that mentality,

bro, that sellout shit.

Sellout's a motherfucker that denies himself the opportunity to do better.

So what do you think?

I'm saying you can do better, bro.

People want to see your shit.

You owe me a two -man show, man.

I heard that. I'm right here.

All right.

All right, go do your shit, man. I don't want to take your time.

Hey, you'll figure it out.

We all did.

The risky man himself offered to co -sign you out.

I don't know how you're not tripping the fuck out right now. Risk is my dog,

bro. Just chill out.

Chill out?

That dude makes fucking bank, bro.

His name on a damaged piece? Yo, that should be worth enough cash to make it

rain for days.

Bro, but risk gets paid. It still has freights rolling all over, bro. That's

what's up, man.

You gotta fucking know that I don't paint for the fucking money, bro. How

fucking times do I gotta tell you that shit?

Yo, you've been saying that same shit for so long it's getting fucking old.

That's the same shit toys say. Because they don't got the street cred or the

talent to get people to back up the fucking Brinks, man.

You do.

That's fucking right, bro.

Gotta start fucking listening, man.

Shit.

It's Rachel.

Sorry to bail.

Georgie equals ugh.

Agreed.

I'll be at a ride for an opening later tonight. You should drop by.

Meeting my father there.

Winky face.

Oño, she came through, bro.

Yo, I thought we were going to do shots together, bro. Cheers.

Well, I'm not kidding. This is to a great fucking night.

Bro! All right, you know what? He's doing his thing, all right? He's doing

thing.

Shirt real?

You sure you can handle this, bro?

Fuck it.

We got to do this.

My dag, yo.

Fucking get it, bro.

Because you're not an idiot.

He wants it.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Oh, shit.

Now, welcome to the seismic experience.

I am, of course, seismic.

I will guide you into the world of wonder and mystery as represented by the

snake.

The snake is one of mankind's oldest and most widespread mythological symbols.

The snake represents dual expression.

Good and evil.

The snake represents our struggle on this planet.

Enjoy my art.

Bye, son.

Have a good night.

You're killing it, bro.

You are killing it.

Yo, everybody looks like an asshole here.

Even the chicks.

What's that? Oh. It's jacket.

Yeah? You think so?

Yeah.

Sorry. You good? Yeah.

I'm surprised you're here. I didn't know you were a fan besides this work. Are

you kidding me? How can I not be a fan of the serpent that tells us how fucking

struggle, whatever the fuck he said. Life. Uh -huh. Yeah.

Uh -huh.

Had a good time the other night. It was crazy.

Hmm.

I recognize your portrait game there, but I don't see your name.

So how do you recognize my portrait game?

It's funny.

It is what it is.

I get paid and I get credit.

Are you just painting to get that bread?

No, that's not why I paint.

How many people can say they do what they love and get paid?

Hey, Silk.

Come over here, baby.

You know that.

You good?

I got it.

Pendejo. If you're going to do this, do this.

I got two locos waiting at sidebar. They want to see the dual expression of my

finger.

Come on. Good or evil?

Good or evil?

Nick.

Oh.

Hi there, bro. Fancy seeing you here.

Nick, this is my fiance.

Oh.

The street artist.

Well, Nick isn't a street artist. He's a graffiti writer.

That's right. That's right. I'm so sorry.

Nick, maybe you can help us.

Rachel doesn't really care for seismic torture, but I think it fills a natural

void of post -pop and post -expressionism. What do you think?

Or graffiti writers don't have any opinions about art. I don't know.

Honestly, I...

I think this falls into the category of post -skill movement. Well, that's not

exactly an insight to the work, but... Okay, well, why don't we look at your

insight? I mean, I'm assuming that you called it post -pop because it's

essentially a bad imitation of a Kenny Sharpe piece.

You know, Sharpe was the only artist to use cartoonish imagery before anybody

else decided to call it art.

Now it's obvious.

I mean, this...

Wouldn't rate much more than a passing grade in any graphic design class.

I mean, check it, bro.

Subject, smack in the middle.

You know, there's all this wasted space.

The light source, fucking vague.

But the whole movement of expressionism in the arts to unshackle the artist from

all the conventions of realism in order to blah, blah, blah, and get to the

emotional. I get it, bro. I read the same fucking book. But the term post

-expressionism. That's being used for all these little gimmicky artists who

never really bothered to learn how to paint.

Van Gogh, he chose not to paint realistically.

This fucking clown over there, he can't.

It's post -fucking -skill. You feel me?

I feel you.

No damage.

You're gonna buy one of my pieces, boy.

No, but Harry the Collector might.

I was just telling him how your beautiful work reminds me of the post

-skill movement.

What the fuck did you say to me? You heard me, Don? Actually, we were just

saying, bro, that signature on the bottom, that little tiny one, you

crushed. Super dope.

Arrow.

Oh, no.

The MGK legend.

So legendary, he shot himself like a pussy.

Hey, I got outside.

Let's go talk.

Real legend.

Real legend.

Fuck you.

I heard his feelings.

Wynwood has a large stock of windowless warehouses that could be transformed

into these giant canvases, bringing Miami the greatest collection of street

ever seen in one place art.

That was my inspiration.

Oh, hi, sweetie.

Gentlemen. Hey, what's your name?

Orly. Orly, nice to meet you. How are you? Oh, I'm Tim. Hi, Henry, how you

doing? Walk the pavilion.

I gotta tell you, I love this time of year. Don't touch the car.

Did Rachel talk to you about the walk?

Yes, she did.

I'm sorry to...

You're about your friend's passing. I know how much he meant to you.

I've painted cities all around the world.

I mean, with the best writers, writers that are waiting to paint their walls.

But nobody, nobody had the skill that Farrell had.

That's why I want to do a memorial for him.

I understand that. I appreciate that.

Listen, Nick, you have more potential than you even know.

And personally, I would love to see you realize that potential.

But you know what?

Nothing in life comes for free.

You got to do something first.

What do you have in mind?

Talk to Rachel. She'll give you the details.

Thank you, man. Honestly. No, no, no, no. Don't thank me yet. You haven't done

anything yet.

Okay.

Hey, look, Nick.

Everybody knows the name Damage, right? Everybody.

I mean, by just writing your name, you have achieved more than most artists

achieve in their lifetime.

You got our attention.

Okay.

What's next?

What else have you got to say?

I've just never really thought about it that way.

Well, it's about time you did.

Yo, uh, still working?

She's in the back.

She's taking a break. I'll get her.

Right on.

You know, there's some guy in your chair.

I'm on break. You can eat later.

Flip through this. Let me know what you want.

I was thinking about this.

Oh, shit.

What are you doing here?

You do that?

Yep.

Do you like it?

normally do shit that's not in this book.

Where do you want it?

Um, right here.

Why 17th?

Farrah's favorite number.

December 17th. It's his birthday.

That's dope.

So, how did you find me?

Instagram. No Instagram, huh?

It hurts?

No, it actually tickles.

I should have asked you if you wanted some numbing cream.

That's dope.

What is it?

Chango.

You a Santera?

I'm not a Santera. The religion is called Yoruba.

So you practice.

I don't practice it. I was raised around it.

So why, Tango?

Represents passion, justice, the joy to live.

So you can give me a joyful smile.

How did that clown get away with calling

that shit art?

Why do you two beef?

It's a long story.

I got time.

Besides me, he used to be part of the crew.

And then he got into some beef with Farrow, and Farrow kicked him out, so he

started his own crew.

Eventually, my brother gets popped, and... I don't want to point any

but somebody definitely snitched on him.

Well, that guy's a fucking douchebag. I wouldn't be surprised if he's a rat,

too.

He looks dope.

You good, kid?

Go home.

Do you, um... Do you mind if I just wait around?

You don't have nothing to do?

Nope.

All right, then.

Wait around.

You always the last man out?

Thanks for hanging.

It's about you torturing me. I had a good time.

It's about you whining like a bitch. So did I.

I gotta go.

I gotta take my tia to Havana.

It's all good.

Yo, um... We're doing a memorial for Farrell and Wynwood the afternoon after

tomorrow. Come through.

I'm gonna be there early.

You do legal walls now?

Early, text me.

Get home safe.

I'll look over that email, and I will get back to you, okay?

Let me look it over.

Yeah. Uh -huh.

Okay, let me call you back.

All right, bye.

Good morning.

Yo, it's early.

Only for you, Nick.

Yeah, what's the favorite?

Come on, you'll see.

What's this?

Our foundation supports the Advocate Youth Program.

All of these kids have been arrested for graffiti, just like you.

My dad thought it'd be a great idea for you to talk to the kids.

You want me to talk to the kids?

They all respect you. They'll listen to you.

Everyone, say hello to Nick Kroons.

Nick is here today to talk to you about illegal graffiti and how it has impacted

his life.

Bullshit.

Okay, Michael, one more of those and you're out of here.

We both know you need the hours to complete your probation. Don't be

I'm sorry, Mrs., you know, got the... Hey, little shit.

Can you be just a little bit more respectful?

Say sorry.

When I'm sorry?

No, no, no, no.

Not to me, bro.

To her.

I'm sorry, Miss Rachel.

Thank you, Michael.

Well, I think I'm going to give you guys some privacy to get to know each other,

okay?

I'll be outside.

So you guys are writers?

Yeah, man, we got a crew.

That's damage, man.

You're damaged, right?

Shit, man.

You guys need hours?

That's why you're here?

Yeah.

You got a good deal.

When I was here, they made me buff walls, and I remember watching this PSA

bullshit video that sucks, but you guys are good.

You know that there's walls out there, guys, that you can paint, and you won't

be thrown into the county, right? You know that.

But we're not trying to beat them with our crew, like everybody else out there.

We're trying to bomb the city.

Oh, you're trying to bomb shit?

Yeah. You're trying to bomb shit illegally?

That's your thing? You just want to bomb shit? Okay.

Sorry, man. I'm sorry.

You know, maybe I'm not the guy that's supposed to be sitting here talking to

all of you.

But I've been in this game for way, way longer than all y 'all.

This game... fucks you up.

It fucks you up.

Hmm?

I buried my mentor, Farrell.

My brother's been in jail for two fucking years.

If that's what you want, bro, then keep fucking bombing shit.

I got a question.

If bombing shit's so bad, why you keep on doing it?

Could have missed that. I was doing his first legal.

You good?

This is it.

Now we're doing a fair portrait and a gruesome one.

You got the whole wall?

Yep.

It's dope.

You want to jump on it?

Portrait, come on. I know. It's a memorial, though. That's not my... No,

no.

I want you to do it.

You got the skills.

I need you.

What's up, motherfuckers?

You're late!

Assholes.

Got them for you. No, no, no. I got them for someone else. I need you for that

portrait, okay?

Come on, make me happy.

All right, since you guys are late, you're going to do the fill -ins. I'm

to work on the 3D, Silky. You're going to work on the portrait, okay?

Um, are you thinking with the big head upstairs or the little head downstairs?

Huh? You gonna let I .O .K. paint Pharoah? Huh?

You crazy, bro? Yo, she's not I .O .K., okay?

She's got that fire. Trust me, man. It's gonna be good.

You know what they say about fire, right?

What? You get burned.

Hold that.

Just for a second. Just for a second.

Here, hold on to this.

You up for it?

There we

go,

Chino. You're working now, huh?

FGK! What up, boys?

I'm out.

I can't believe you brought me here. I used to come here all the time.

It's been years.

Well, then you're not a real Cuban. Oh, I'm not a real Cuban. A real Cuban

checks into her side from time to time. Right. I used to come here all the time

with my tía Rosita.

Bet you didn't know that kids ate for free on Tuesdays.

No, I didn't know that.

You didn't, because you're not a real Cuban.

Are you close to her?

I am.

I've lived with her since I was 10.

Where were you before?

In Cuba, where I was born.

So then how did you end up in Miami?

I came on a raft with my mom and my cousin.

That's crazy shit.

It's probably the scariest thing you could imagine.

The first night we got stuck in a really bad storm, the raft flipped over.

I never saw them again.

I mean, I'm sorry I... Don't be.

I felt every which way about it. Lucky, pissed, guilty, blessed.

I don't think I ever landed on one.

But they wanted for me a better life, a free life, so...

What did your parents do?

My mom was a dance teacher and my father was an artist.

What did he also pass?

He disappeared years before we left.

We kept trying to censor his art right in jail time.

He refused to comply.

When he went missing, my mom, she didn't feel safe anymore. That's when we left.

What's your father's name?

Guillermo Campos.

Wait, like the Guillermo Campos?

You know him? Do I know him? I have a replica of my dimple for my wife.

Okay, so if you want to go back to your place, you should just ask. No, I'm

being serious. Like, for real. My dad gave it to me when I was a kid. He's a

huge fan of your dad's work. I mean, yes, he always told me. He always told

that it was a sign of Cuban perseverance.

Mm -hmm.

Okay. What else do you know? Well, um...

The Spaniards have guns. They do. And the Cubans fought them, but only with

machetes. You know? Yet somehow, we are victorious.

Oh, shit.

The kid knows his art.

Just because you don't see me up in these galleries, don't mean that I don't

know what art's about.

Cheers.

So... You know everything about me at this point.

What's your story?

What do you want to know?

Something. Anything.

I don't know.

What you like, what you don't like.

Okay. Well, my brother and I grew up in the Gable.

You know, private school.

Big house.

Big house? Yeah, the whole nine yards.

And then...

One day the feds showed up and they took my dad for selling cocaine.

Not long after that, my mom found a new sugar daddy and never looked back.

How old are you?

Nine.

How long did your dad get?

25 years.

Did you go see him?

Sometime. Probably visit him a little bit more.

Any mom?

Well,

Mike and I moved in with Abuela, and that's how we met Farrow. We live in the

same building on 29th Street.

Then a few years after that, MGK started.

And they didn't care to have this little shit rolling around?

Nah, you know, they're my big bros. It's all good.

I don't get it. Why are you so anti -legal, Walsh?

That's just the way I came up.

It ain't illegal.

It ain't graffiti.

All this street art shit.

It's just a toy.

I'm a street artist.

I'm a toy.

Maybe.

Fuck you.

You weren't lying.

I can't believe your dad actually painted that.

Did you sleep at all?

Enough.

Come look at this.

You like it?

It's great.

I love it.

Come on, little joint.

I think you should roll a butt.

Bye.

It'll burn slower.

Calling filth to the stage.

Mystic.

I'll vote for this life.

The fuck I'm gonna do bro, huh?

I want you to tell me what the fuck we're gonna do bro. I'm about to break

fucking faces Fucking bullshit, bro

What the fuck the fuck is

this shit be fucking serious

You gotta get rid of this shit. This is embarrassing as fuck right here, man.

Can't nobody see this shit.

The fuck happened to respect?

Yo, it's war, man.

It's fucking war.

I saw the pictures. Who the fuck does he think he is, man, honestly?

All respect.

Bitch!

Listen,

man.

There won't be one I .O .K. or one seismic fucking piece running in the

you get me? I'm gonna fucking take all of them out. You do that shit, you give

Pelize every reason to hunt you down, okay? Fuck Pelize, bro, that's some

paranoid shit, bro. I got no snitches. What about Silk?

What about her? Yeah, what about her? You know the bitch would in like a

Fuck that shit, bro.

You don't know jack shit about Silk, dog.

Get the fuck out of my house.

Fuck you, man. I'm out there every fucking night writing our history.

All right, I'll figure it out, genius. Go. You're on your own.

He put you in prison. You don't know that.

He toys with your best friend's memorial, and you're just gonna let that

slide, Cruz?

Who the fuck are you, bro? Who are you?

I pissed away two years of my life in a cell.

I violate probation, they send me right in.

I live.

for my family now.

When you gonna man up, Nicky?

When the fuck you gonna realize this game ain't got no happy endings, bro?

I got you.

I got you, bro.

All right, Cruz.

All fucking people, bro.

That's some pussy shit. Fuck you.

You ain't Cruz anymore.

Move on, huh?

No, no,

no.

Hey, how you doing? We're looking for Sophia Campos. She's in the back.

Great, thanks.

Let's have a little fun.

Well, hello, hello there.

You must be Silk.

My name's Sophia. I'm sorry.

Sophia, no, I'm the one who's sorry.

I'm Detective Bert Belize.

This is my partner, Detective Dominguez, and we're with the Miami Metro Gang

Unit. We went around the neighborhood trying to get information about the

rise in illegal graffiti in the area.

I don't know how I can be of any help.

It's too bad.

Nice place.

I bet Art Basel brings you a lot of business, huh?

It does.

That's good.

You ever heard of the Miami Graffiti Kings?

MGK?

Miami Graffiti Kings. No.

Allow me.

Maybe you don't understand my partner, Detective Dominguez.

Don't mind him. I have the same problem with him.

Have you ever heard of the Miami Graffiti Kings?

No, I have not.

She hasn't. All right.

She must think we're clowns or some shit.

Huh?

You must think you're real cute.

Living on the edge with a new boyfriend.

Hmm?

Let me give you something to think about.

See, my partner and I, we get paid a nice salary to put vandals just like you

behind bars.

So if you think for one second that we're not going to get you damaged,

Roma and the rest of you MGK motherfuckers.

Am I clear?

Silk.

You're not.

No idea what you're talking about.

And even if I did, I don't need to tell you anything. I know my rights.

Her rights?

Yeah, she knows her rights.

Well, do you know these sneakers?

Checkerboard vans, just like the ones you're wearing.

What a coincidence, huh?

Oh.

Check this out, Dominguez.

Look at that.

Yeah, that's my favorite, buddy.

Yeah. You know, These guys did this burning on a rooftop.

Only problem is, stupid motherfuckers didn't realize it was a federal

Oh, yeah.

MGK.

Yeah, that's a nice piece, huh?

Problem with that is, that carries a two -year mandatory sentence.

Dos.

You can avoid all that if you're willing to sign a sworn affidavit asserting

that damage is Nick Cruz.

And you get to walk.

That's it.

Easy peasy.

That's it.

Is this what you guys want tattooed?

If not, I think we're done here.

All right.

Have it your way, Mama.

Thanks.

She wants to play games. But I will let you know about that tattoo.

Please do.

Bro, um, I've been meaning to tell you, I just re -enrolled a date.

Seriously?

College, bro?

Where the fuck did you finish high school?

Don't listen to him, all right? He's being a dick. You're being a fucking

I'm not your dude.

I'm proud of you. Seriously.

Me.

Thanks, bro.

You know, I almost didn't tell you.

I didn't want you to think I was going to bail on the crew.

Who?

My brother.

Okay? You can tell me whatever you want. Nick, I need to talk to you.

Yo. Again, no, no, hello for us? Not right now, Chino.

Not right now, Chino.

Oh, shit.

Oh,

shit.

He's gone.

You're about to fuck. Fuck up your life just like he did. What the fuck are you

even saying, huh?

What the fuck are you even saying about Pharaoh?

You don't know anything about him.

Wow.

You know Belias gave me a deal to give you up, right?

Oh, really, Silky?

That's what you want to be? You want to be a little bitch?

You want to be a little fucking snitch? You're a fucking pathetic excuse for a

man. Fuck you. Well, you're a fucking snitch.

Go snitch me out.

I don't know about you motherfuckers, but I might have to be teased, baby.

Now get me some pussy.

Got me a big fat ass in my face, baby. That's what I'm talking about.

Oh, hell no.

On my fucking hood.

You know you're going to flex on me on my fucking hood?

No, you made a mistake, motherfucker.

Now watch this shit.

I'd like to report a vandalism.

I'm looking at it right now.

All

right.

You guys finish up. I'm going to pull the car back around.

I'm going to get you guys back there.

Roll medical mile location.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Go.

Hey,

get him out of here.

Take him home.

No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm leaving.

I thought you'd make an exception for a friend.

No, what are you guys doing here?

Is there any way to greet a customer? You're not a fucking customer. You're so

aggressive. Chill, chill, chill.

I just came by one at a time.

Oh, that Pharaoh character you did.

I knew when I met you.

Oh, you were Italian.

Oh, boy, shit, girl.

It all kind of came together around that one, didn't it?

Only thing.

You know what I kept seeing on that wall?

All that shit I taught you.

I fucking made you. You made me? That's right, baby. You fucking made me? Yeah.

All you write is a stupid fucking snake with a grin on it. Like the stupid

fucking grin you got right now.

Oh, you should be a little fucking grateful. Grateful for what?

I co -signed you.

Almost out your only piece of pussy.

Call me.

Or what?

What, you gonna call the cops?

Why don't I do it for you?

I worked out real well for your voice, you know. What the fuck does that mean?

I got a secret.

I caught that little bitch slipping on the rooftop.

My rooftop.

That stupid fuck tried to get my gang unit.

Too bad he didn't look both ways before crossing the street.

Relax, you poor little chino.

You're a fucking snitch.

Oh, shit.

Damn.

That ain't bad.

Nobody's still here like a bitch.

Oh, you want to play with the big boys, huh?

Now get knocked the fuck out of that one. Get the fuck off me. Relax.

Get off me!

You want to play?

You want to play with me?

All right, let's play. I want to play with you.

You crew jumping whore.

Your body really is a masterpiece.

Like a living burner, you know.

But no piece is complete without the tag of the crew that threw it off.

Now put this bitch in the chair.

Put this bitch in the chair!

You know what I fucking said?

Fucking listen.

No! Let go!

Let go!

Let go!

Let go!

Let go!

That's it.

I like it when they bite.

Shut your fucking mouth.

I'm gonna make you so every time that bitch sneak

fucks you, all you're gonna remember is seismic on your ass.

Yeah,

that's my girl.

We're gonna fucking do this, right? Hold it down.

That's it, Silk. You're gonna like this.

No, no, no! Shut up!

Sit down.

Yeah, that's right.

Hold it down, motherfucker!

Oh, these are looking pretty.

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

One act like a little fucking pig, you get treated like a fucking pig. You hear

that, bro?

Back up!

Fuck

you!

Fuck you!

Motherfucker, I should be fucking killing you right now, you piece of

Fuck! Fuck!

Fuck, shit!

Bravo, Nick. Get the fuck out of here.

Nick, let's go!

No, bro, vamos!

Talk it back.

So what are we doing, bro?

We already got him on the Greyhound.

We need to get Nick out of here ASAP.

Check on him.

Thank you.

All right, nice and easy, Nick.

Hands behind your back.

Go ahead.

Other hand.

Other hand, Nick.

If they'd have listened, Nicky, they'd have gone home.

Hey,

take this guy to the PD.

How are you?

How do I look?

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

It's my fault for fucking with you in the first place.

Don't say that.

Don't say that.

I didn't mean to do... You didn't mean to what?

You didn't mean for my face to look like this?

You didn't mean to be in there?

There's not much you can say, Nick.

I love you.

And? And when I get out, I'm going to make things right. You need to make

yourself right and let go of that fucking pride.

Are you proud to be in an orange suit?

Are you proud of my new tattoo?

Are you proud you missed your best friend's funeral?

I'm not. I'm done.

Sofia.

Oye, Sofia.

Sofia, please don't go!

Don't kill her!

Making art and entering into this whole new realm, I'll always be an outsider,

which is something that I kind of like.

You know, comparing things to graffiti, I was very comfortable in that world.

And after a while, you just don't feel challenged anymore.

You know, when I was young, I used to write my name over and over again. You

know, I kind of made it into this challenge.

you know, to be the most visible one, to be the one that stands out the most. I

mean, that's kind of what I focused on.

And then, you know, one day, you know, someone just comes up to you and they

say, okay, you know, you got our attention, okay, we see you, but what do

want to say? I mean, what is it that you want to tell us? What do you want to

convey? What's your message? And that's a scary thing for an artist.

I think one of the reasons that I'm making what I'm making right now is

of how dissatisfied I became with my graffiti. I started to feel immature and

all that beef shit that was just rooted in obsession and fantasy.

You know, those detectives.

As much as I dislike them, I probably don't hold a grudge against them.

You know, the guys that spent all their time and energy to imprison

me and ruin my life. I mean, if I saw them on the street, I'd probably thank

them.

I knew the risk that I was taking. I mean, I never asked for amnesty or

leniency. I was prepared for the consequences.

My brother went to jail, and I knew that was a possibility.

I never listened to the good people around me.

They were trying to guide me into the right direction. They were trying to

me the artist that they knew I could be, and I just couldn't see it.

It's that saying, you don't realize what you have until you lose it all.

Jail was a catalyst.

Maybe not the catalyst. The catalyst was my daughter, for sure. I mean, she

changed everything, my whole meaning. But jail was important.

I mean, it gave me all that time to sit back and think about the

pieces that I've been making over the past few years and reevaluate and just

make decisions and changes that I'm sure I wouldn't have done otherwise.

I'm Tina Farrow.

I mean, I miss those guys like crazy.

You know, every day I wake up and I'm thinking about these guys. I mean, you

see it in my heart.

And I think, you know, if they look down on me right now, they'd be proud to see

who I became.

And their names, their names will live on forever.

Because I will personally see to that.

Elewa!

Elewa!

Thank you.

Oh, John, quisiera entender por qué no hay más sonrisas.

Oh, John, quisiera escuchar más de un millón de risas.

Escucha, mira, pelado, chicos del lado, loco por Juan apretado, trae que el

latino apropiado, para que lo lucha para el bravo, para mi gente otra vez, suena

también en inglés, feeling the vibe, feeling good, para que lo baile francés,

quítale a los japoneses, el tiempo se va, el tiempo se fue.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.