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When the boss says push a button

on a guy, I push a button.

You mean you killed him?

What?

You mean you killed him?

Long-haired dealer: Yeah, stupid money!

Middle dealer: Yeah, haha!

Oh, hold it!

Eddie we got popped, manWe got popped.

Damn! They whacked everybody.

I'm telling you, man. There were a bunch

of cats all over the fucking room.

They're dead, Eddie. Please.

They're fucking dead.

Girl: Turn the telephone off.

Hitman: Yo, homeboy!

Need a light?

Eddie?

Eddie: I'll beright out, sugar.

Eddie, Eddie!

Hitman: Eddie, Eddie!

Customs Marshal: Park it.

Now, you reallydidn't think you could

waltz through herewithout drawing a tip.

You must knowyou're on the stop list.

I don't knowfrom no stop list.

I just came homefor a short visit.

And I've done nothing wrong,

and you boysgot no cause to hassle me.

Why you are herethat's your business.

The fact that youare here is mine.

What kind of gameyou running on me?

I'm not running any game.

You're on your way

to the West Street Detention Center

where you're going to be held

until we figure out what
to do you with you.

Well, that don'tsound too appealing.

You boys got a betterway
of dealing with me?

Oh, you'll begiven an opportunity

to make another choice.

Oh, by the way, welcome home.

Fuck you.

Police officer: Telephone time.

Priest: It's about time.

How long you beenback from Europe?

Three days.

I was brought herestraight
from the airport.

Law enforcers no longerhave any respect

for the law, do they?

I want out of herefor good, Tom.

And, I want my passport back.

And, Tom, I want it back soon.

When are you planningto go back to Europe?

Priest: I don't know,
maybe I'll stay a while,

maybe I'll go.

I just want to know that I canget
in the wind when I need to.

You hear me?

Tom: Sure, sure, I hear you.

Listen during thepast eight or 10 years

you haven't hadany problems with

the law either hereor there, right?

In France, the onlyproblem I had

was decidingwhere to eat dinner.

I'm glad to hear that.

Well, as far as I can see,
youshouldn't have any problems

because of the statuteof limitations.

You want meto tell you what you can do

with your statuteof
limitations, Mr. Perkins?

Don't playthe bully boy, Wolinski.

Doesn't become you.

Councilor, thereis a statute of limitations

if I say there isand
there's no goddamn statute

if I say there ain't.

Now, you want to arguewith what I say.

I'll throw your client's
assinto the grand jury,

have the prosecutor askhim
a couple of questions.

There's no statute for perjury.

This turkey will coolhis
heels for a long, long time.

You want to tell mewhat's on your mind?

Priest, you're no dummy.

I'd say you're a fox... a real
smart, slick, street fox.

You're in the hopper. You know it.

Priest, we need your help.

I run the witness
protectionprogram around here.

Do you know what that is?

Yeah, so what?

We've got waysto help you get back

into the gangyou started with Eddie Baker.

Eddie Baker is dead.

There is no gang without Eddie.

Some of them are still there.

You're well-known.

You work your inand we'll
put a wire on you.

Priest: Oh you're talking
to the wrong guy fellas.

Look. I'm notthe same guy I used to be.

And all that cashthat I left with...

it's all gone.

Now you both know, cash
like that doesn't last.

Now I've got my own business...

legitimate business.

Nah, I'm long out of the life.

I can't be anybody's informant.

No, no, no, Priest.

No.

No informant.A partner.

We'll work together.

Look...

Help us and you get a new start.

New identification, a new life.

You can do it, Priest.

That's how werehabilitate you guys.

Look.

If you guysare trying to tell me

that I owe some sortof debt to society...

Well, maybe you're right.

But you're not going to forceme
to change in my ethics,

just because you're leaning on me.

All right.You've run your game.

I think I know justwhere
you boys are coming from.

Priest, you're not safefrom either side.

You need us.

What are you laughing at?

Tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm going to turnyou loose for a week

but I want youin our program before then.

Or, we're going to come downon
you like a ton of bricks.

Councilor, remember that.

One week.

And he'd better be in to see me.

Capisce?

Well, can the guy be trusted?

What do you think, Marty?

We really got nothing to lose.

I ain't done thismuch working out

since I left the Police Academy.

You don't have to tell me.
Look at your fucking stomach.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, nevermind the.

Hey, let's go shoot some hoop.

Not me. I got things I got to do.

So tell me about Priest.

I understandyou two used to be friends.

Oh, you're talkingabout the real man now.

Yeah, at least tell mesomething
that I don't know.

Compared to Priest, Eddie was a superchump.

You know Perkins says the feds

are really puttingthe squeeze on him.

So, we got to do something.

Like what?

Like...

Like Hector...

Priest is going to bea
real fucking headache.

Hey, listen to me.

We're going to lie stillfor a while.

See what comes down.

Then, do what we got to do.
It's no big thing.

We'll know exactlywhat he'll be up to.

But if he's goingto start chumping,

the chump is fucking history.

Yeah, I like that.

Yeah, you like that, huh?

"The chump is fucking history."

Hello, sir.Can I help you?

Penthouse, please.

Use the left elevator, please.

Thank you.- Thanks.

Ahem.

What are you doing here?

Looks like you'rein the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Hold on, lady.

Look, my friend owns this place.

It's a beautiful crib,
butit's not worth dying for.

So excuse me and I'll
justease my ass out the door.

Damn. I'm sorry.

Armando gave me the key.

I jump in here every so often,
but I always call first.

Wouldn't you know? This time I didn't call.

You always takea shower with a gun?

I've seen "Psycho" five times.

Come on in.

Wow.

So, what are you doing?

Unpacking.

You going to be in town long?

A few days.

Business? Fun?

Fun.

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be so nosy.

I just can't seem to help it.

Priest: Well there seems to be a funeral

I have to go to.

Family?

No, he was a friend.

Died suddenly.

A heart attack?

Lead poisoning.

Oh my God.That's awful.

Could've been worse.

Armando has a 'Vettein the
garage that you can use.

I don't need it.

Thanks.

Nate: Put one just like
this while I'm doing it.

All right?

Why don't you go on. I'll get the door.

Priest?

That you?

A-ha, naw!

Oh, Priest!

Hi.

Oh, look at this.

Been a long time!

Yeah.

Look at you, homeboy.Still sharp as usual.

Come on back herein the kitchen.

Got a little something on stove.

Hey, baby! My nigga's in town.

All right. I got that.

Baby, this is Priest.

Priest, my wife Marla.

Hi.

Pleased to meet you.

Me and Priest go backto
golden age of hustling.

When a dime was a dime and
timewas relative to the moment.

Still in business, eh?

Little bit.

How you find me?

Went by the church.

Man, you stillone slick sheet of ice.

Grab a seat.

Take care of this, baby.

Like a brew?

No.

Hey, baby. Bring me a beer, would you?

So, when did you get here?

Few days ago.

Ah. So, what's on your mind?

What brings you out to my shack?

I just wanted to find outif
some of the old boys,

besides yourself, was still working.

Pft, you know Eddie is dead?

Yeah, it's on all the papers.

Hmm-mmm, most of the guysare
either dead or doing time.

Whole new order of things now.

It's changed.

You remember Joey Maxwell?

Used to deal for you and Eddie.

He's a big man now.

Who's 'the' man now?

The main manis Hector Estrada.

He's tough.Capo di capo.

Eddie broke him inwhen he
was a walk-the-beat cop.

A New York cop?

Uh-huh.

Slick, corrupt, ambitious.

You remember cops in
Harlemthat'd sell their mama?

Now Hector will deliver.

You still working for yourself

or are you workingfor those boys?

Everything is different now.

We make the crackand distribute it for him.

There's setups just like
thisall over the city.

Nice residential neighborhoods,
nothing centralized.

Oh, you want a hit?

Hey, I make someof the best crack in town.

About as pure as you can get.

I'm serious.

Other cats be using ammonia,
formaldehyde, speed.

Man, why are youstill doing this shit?

Now you used to save your money.

And your wife don't look likeshe's
taken you to the cleaners.

She's not the type.

Where else in this world

am I going to put 3,000
dollarsa day in my pocket?

It's a tough world out there.

Priest: Yeah, I got to go.

So...

This wasn't a social visit, huh, Priest?

I got someheavy bread to spend.

Now, Eddie was supposedto help me spend it

but he's yesterday's news.

I want to meet your
peoplein the organization.

Look... things ain'tdone like that no more.

Educate me.

Things changed, man.

It's a lot of killing. It's rough.

I don't want to say no.

You know what I'm saying?

If I get a chance, I'll talk to them.

But, hey.

Don't count on me, man.

Tom: Priest.

Hey, Tom.

Have you met Francine?

No, how you doing?

Hello.

You can give the
informationto my secretary.

She has all the forms.Just
take a couple of minutes.

Okay, well thank youvery
much; I appreciate it.

My pleasure.

Nice to have met you.

Back at you.

Why did you ask me to come in?

Well, I called the DEA to ask

if they were goingto press
charges against you

and if so, what those charges would be.

Are they pressing charges?

They're waitingfor a phone call from you.

I don't knowwhat your plans are.

To get myselfout of this mess.

I want my passport

and I want them off my ass, Tom.

Well, that was a quick meeting.

Yeah, it was.

Can I give youa ride someplace?

I'd like that.

Fine.

Were you and Eddie close?

Oh, you know Eddie?

Oh, yeah.

He spoke of you a lot.

But I've never seen you around.

I've been in Europe.

Paris.

Am I supposed to be impressed?

Well, I am.

Eddie was bringing in some heavy bread.

I mean he was makingstupid money.

You know what I mean?

There was nothing
stupidabout money to Eddie.

Priest: How do you know Eddie?

He and some fellasused to come over

to a place I was working.

He was good to me.

Oh, you and Eddie, huh?

Oh, no, no, no.

That never happened.

He had more thanhe could handle.

See the car coming out over there?

Where?

Francine: Right there.

Got it.

Uhm...

au revoir.

Is that the way you say it?

That'll work.

You know the game. Assume the position.

Priest: Owh!

Hey! What the hellare you guys doing?

This is officialpolice business.

So, back off.

All right. We're goingto
let you slide this time,

but if we catch youaround here again,

it's your ass.

You hear?

Are you all right?

I've been worse.

I bet you have.

Thanks, man.

I really appreciate it.

Any time.

Yeah, hello.

You've got a problem.

Yeah, well, a couple of my
guysalready delivered my regards.

The man's waffling.

Well, you know the man.

What's he wantto fuck with me for?

Maybe he turned softover there in Europe.

Is this to get revengefor
what happened to Eddie?

Hmpf, he didn't give a rat's
assabout what happened to Eddie.

Hector: Yeah, well, it don't matter.

He's as good as dead now.

* ("Somethin' Like This"

by Capital PunishmentOrganization) *

So, what are you? A cop or what?

No, man.

No cop.

Man, you checking outthis
joint like you want

to buy it or something.

You looking for somebody?

In fact, I'm lookingfor anybody.

I can't believe I don't see
onefamiliar face in this joint.

This is New York, right?

Been away, huh?

Yeah...

Anybody rotten doing anything?

Not in here, man.

People runningin the streets now.

They kids.

Damn fools.

Come here, baby.

Come here.

Let me showwhat I've got for you.

Come on, guys. Be nice.

I got cash.

Just don't do anything stupid.

Don't hurt me.

"Don't hurt me. Don't do anything stupid."

Where's Priest?

He left town.

I got credit cards.

We don't want your money, baby.

Here, Mr. Badass.

Thug in orange-brownshirt: Ah, urgh.

Get the elevator.

Hey, come on now.

Police operator: Police operator.

Here you go.

Det. Loomey: You can call your
lawyer now if you want to.

We just might make itto
night court if we hurry.

I got to talk to you.

You may leave now.

Officer: Wait up. Wait up.

Priest: Man, you are too good to be true.

How did I get lucky enoughto
get you on my case, huh?

Or, maybe I shouldn't even ask.

You're smart enoughto know what's going on.

Well, I figured you were a cop

who was trying to be helpful.

But the way you wereable to spring me...

I'd say you were heavier.

A Drug Enforcement Agent.

But, hey.

I appreciate anybodywho
does me a good turn.

Yeah, public servant.That's me.

I still can't figure out

why you had those copsin
the alley working me over.

Hey, those guys weren't cops.

It was you that was supposedto
be hit in the apartment.

Right.

Where are you going now?

That shit's silent. You hear me?

I want to dothese creeps my way.

Hector, how comeyou never have no women

in this hot tubwhen I get over here?

It's badfor your complexion, Joey.

You know that.

Oh, Renaldo.

You knowhow he always brags

about havingthe biggest
Johnson in the city?

Well, when that babe shot
him, she shot him right

in the middleof his thigh, right?

I swear to God.

She shot the tipof his dick off.

Where is he now?

He's at some South Jersey hospital

crying like a little bitch.

Joey, I want this businesstaken care off.

We can't afford any messing up.

Not now.

First, we got to find outwhere Priest is.

And I tell you one thing,

he's definitelynot back in that apartment.

Use your head.

Find him.

Or, he'll find you.

Yeah?

So, what's up?

Heard you was trying to getin
contact with me on the phone.

Yeah, uhm, I thoughtyou ought to know.

Priest was around and he says

he wants to get back in the business.

Says he's got a lotof heavy bread to spend.

No, no. Where is he now?

I don't have any idea.

I thought you saidhe wanted to make a deal.

Yeah, but that...

No, we can't about thaton the phone.

Not now.

I'll tell you what. I'm on my way over.

Nate: You don't have to come out here.

I mean...

Marla.

Marla!

Hey, brother?

How you doing?

I'm looking for Francine. Can you help me?

Bartender: She's over there in the corner.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

Hello.

I was hopingyou would be somewhere

near the Eiffel Tower by now.

Well, I was hopingfor a warmer reception.

Well, you just might get that.

There's a lot of guys
comingaround here looking

to give youa real hot reception.

Yeah, they did.

Oh, these peopleare dangerous.

Have they been around lately?

Oh, all the time.

How recently?

A guy just leftwhen he
saw me talking to you.

You be real careful.Okay?

Let me see youto the backdoor.

Maybe you can give him a slip.

Call me.

Where to, boss?

The French Riviera.

Here, man.

This will help you get there.

No, thanks. I'll pass.

Do you think you canget rid off this car?

This rasta cab is not fast.

Just on green.

He was asking about meeting
with you and Hector,

said he wants to getback in the business.

You understandwhat I'm saying?

Just tell mewhere he is.

I mean if I'm supposedto set up a meeting,

I need to knowwhere he is.

Hell, I don't knowwhere he is.

Shit if I knew, you know I'd tell you.

Well, how in the helldid he
find out where you where?

Mike.

Now, Nate.

I knowyou're not bullshitting me,

are you?

Look.

I called myselfdoing you a favor,

trying to get yousome more business.

Look, Nate.

Where is your old lady?

What the helldoes she got to do with this?

You trying to helpthis
brother rock the boat?

Ohh...- Look!

I got to knowwhere to find Priest.

He's turned rat.

And if you're protecting him...

that meansyou done turned rat too.

You knowwhat I'm saying?

Hey, Joey.

She left himan out-of-state number.

Joey: Now what's your
ladydoing in Carolina?

Meeting Priest?

Are you outof your fucking mind

to ask mesome bullshit like that?

Looks like she was in a hurry.

You know how I figure it?

Old Nate here doneand sold us out.

What do you all think?

Ey!

Now I'm thinkingit's
better that you go ahead

and bark like a dog now.

Spit it out.

Just tell uswhere Priest is

and you might be ableto save your own ass.

Look, Joey. This ain't right.

Hell, I don't knowwhere Priest is.

Priest don't mean shit to me.

Why did you sell us out?

What the fuckis wrong with you?

You know I wouldn'tdo a thing like that.

Good night.

Nate: What the fuck?

Hey! Whoa!

Nate: Wait a fucking minute... Joey: Shoot!

Don't you have any friendson
the street anymore?

Been gone too long.

Those thugsare still looking for you.

I'd hate for you to be
alonewhen they find you.

Yeah, bad idea.

Francine: Why don't you line
yourself up with Willy?

He's on the outs with that
groupand you can trust him.

Who's Willy?

Francine: Willy Green. I
thought you might know him.

He used to do allthe
special jobs for Eddie.

You know... when he needed firepower.

Priest: Didn't seem to help Eddie.

Well, Willy wasn't around...

Got a number?

You dog.

State your purpose.

I'm the meter man.

I'm looking for Willy Green.

You found him.What do you want?

I'm a friend of Eddie's.

Eddie ain't haveno friends I know about.

I'm sure he must'vementioned "Priest"

once in a while.

Yeah, I heard of him.

That's me.

That's why I'm hereto talk to you.

Do you knowwho killed Eddie?

All I know iswhat Eddie told me.

And he ain't told mewho killed him.

I knowwho killed him.

Now, they'retrying to kill me.

Look, I want you to help me get them.

Look. I'm a peaceful man, bro.

Get him yourself.

Look. I can't do it alone.

I need your help, Willy.

How do I knowl can trust you?

Trust me.

How did youget into this stuff?

My brother taught me.

You see back in Vietnam,
they called him Chef.

Because his specialty was soup.

Nitro.

Guess you can consider
thata career training.

Hmpf.

Yeah, I guess so.

You got a piece?

No.

Well we're going to haveto
do something about that.

Well, well, well.

You like?

Shotguns, rifles, semi-automatics.

Pistols, revolvers.

Well, what have we here?

My, how sweet.

Uh-huh.

But you know something?

I need a piecethat has
been around the block

a few times.

Like this one right here.

This'll do.

Francine: Who is it?

Priest: It's me, Priest.

Francine: Come on in.

Hi.

Look.

Nobody sawme come here.

Okay?

Thanks.

Yeah.

So, are you okay? Where you stand?

I'm okay.

I found Willy.

Oh good.

He thinks a girlwho worked at your bar

is Joey Maxwell's girlfriend.

Sure. Jasmine Jackson.

She worked with mea couple of years

before she hooked up with Joey.

Hooked up, huh?

That's pretty descriptive.

Got a number?

Just call meyour local
information operator.

Let's see...

Jackson.

Yup, here we are.Right here.

I need you at the bar.

Francine: I'llbe right there.

Are you looking to getback into the life?

No.

I quit a long time ago.

Why do you ask?

Francine: Oh, I don't know.

I guess there's talkabout
all this bad blood.

Just over a turf war.

No way.

Just trying to survive.

Francine: Then why don't
you go back to Paris?

I don't want anythingto happen to you.

Besides, it would giveme a reason to visit.

You know lifeis not always that simple.

I really wish it was though.

Francine: Wait.

It's okay.

Police officer: Where's Francine?

Francine?

Francine: Oh come on.

Police officer: Come on. Go in there.

Francine: Hey, hey.What is this?

Ow! Go in I said.

Jesus.

What's wrong with you?

Answer my questionsand no bullshit

because you're not goingto
get a second chance.

Where is Priest staying?

I don't know.

I want Priest real badand I
know you know where he is.

Where can I find Priest?

How I should I know?

I just met him.

Look. He likes me.

Is there a law against that?

Look. Do I look stupid?

Look, woman.Don't play games with me.

I'm no kid.I will kill your ass.

Now, I know he's been coming in and out

of your back door like
he owns half the joint.

Come on. Give me a break.

I got customerswho have an eye for me.

I meanthey'd be pretty pissed

if they knewl liked somebody else.

It's just good business.
You can understand that.

I will fuck youup if you don't

tell me what I want to know.

Now, what did you writeon
that paper to Priest?

Just my name and phone number.

I promise.My name and phone number.

Is there a law against that?

Joey: I don't know and I don't care.

I'm going to leave you with these guys

and they know all about the law.

Police officer: You know where he is baby.

Save your ass and tell us.

I don't know.

Police officer: Come on.

Joey: Jasmine, come get your damn keys.

Come here, mammy.Mammy,
mammy, mammy, mammy.

Joey: Oh, mammy, mammy.Jasmine:

Joey: Oh, just a wee little bit.Jasmine:

Joey: Just a little bit.Jasmine:

No nookie tonight, Joey.

Joey: Priest...

Come on, man.You tripping now, right?

Because you really don't know

what you're gettingyourself into.

Don't even think about it.

Joey: D...

How'd you like to takeabout
a two week vacation?

Sure.

It could be dangerous if youcome
back into town before that.

I ain't anxiousto come back.

Come on.

Hah, we got usa customer here.

You serious, ain't you?

You know him?

Yeah, I know this prick.

Here. Take him.

Willy.

You got the nitro?

Nitro?

I never figuredit was for him.

Yo, Priest, man.This ain't right, man.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! No, my brother.

You can't wiggle, man.This is nitro.

Yo, man.

This psycho motherfuckerright here, man!

Look, Priest! We homeboys.

Yeah, this will fit.

Okay, all ready.

All he has to do is twisthis
head or bend his neck...

And, BOOM!

Sure to blow?

Like the Space Shuttle.

Priest, Priest, look. How much, man?

Just tell me how much.

Whatever you need, I can get it.

Okay?

You mean how Nateand Irene got it?

Yo, what's up with that, man?

What's the deal? What?

You want to knowwho took out Irene?

Man, I tell you, shit...

Man, your homeboysmight
tell you anything, man.

Who did it?

Joey: Hector.

Yeah, Hector and those two
bigredneck mean motherfuckers, man.

The same onesthat was
trying to take you out.

The cops?

Man, they ain't no damn cops.

Priest: Set it up.

Willy: HAH!

Now, I told youthis motherfucker was crazy.

Where is the stash, Joey?

Yo, man.This guy is loonie, man.

You keep him away from me. Okay?

Look. You going to kill me.

Kill me because I can't taketoo
much more of this shit, man.

Aaah!

Priest, man.I gave you my offer, man.

I ain't no goodto you dead, man.

Where is the stash, Joey?

Fuck you.

You knowwe're not messing around here.

Where is the stash?

Please do it.

I'll talk. I'll talk.

What you trying to do, Priest?

Trying to get back into business?

Hey, what's up?

Security guard: How you doing?

Uhm, I'm the mechanic they sent

to fix the Formula Onebefore morning.

Nobody told me.

Pft...

Okay. All right.

Peace.

Hey, hey.Yo, yo, yo, yo.

Nobody said you had to leave.

All right? I mean relax.

What do I know?

Man, I hatewhen they do that.

I hate when they do that.

Security guard: Yeah, yeah
they never let the right hand

know what the left hand is doing.

You, uh, you knowwhich one it is?

Yeah, it's right over there.

Okay, okay.

I'll be righthere when you want to leave.

Okay. Cool.

Yo, what the hellare you doing?

Yo, homeboy?

Yo, what are you? Crazy?

What the hellare you doing?

What do you thinktoilets are for?

I had to go to the bathroomand
I didn't want to wake you.

You didn't want to wake me?

What the fuckare you talking about?

You didn't want to wake me?

You want to give me a
breakand turn this thing off?

You know I ought to bust a cap

into that little thingright now?

Now I got to writea fucking report

because your assis pissing out the door.

Dumbass fucking mechanics, man.

What...

What the fuck is happening?

I don't knowwhat you mean.

Where the fuck is Joey?

Did you checkhis woman out?

Yeah, we checked.

She's gone too.

What do you mean "too"?

Hector, we askedaround on the street

and we can't find her.

What about Ike and Mike?

Who mickiedtheir police car?

Well, that could'vebeen an accident, Hec.

What about Joey disappearing?
Was that an accident, too?

I don't know.

There's a lotof bullshit going on

that I don't understand.

Those two guyswere the best in town.

Maybe the Colombians.

They got somebodymoving in on us.

Ah, that's bullshit.

We got to find Joey.

Joey will knowwhat the hell is going on.

I know what you're
thinkingbut it's not Joey.

I swearit's not Joey, Hector.

What about Priest? He's
still walking around.

You two guys told meyou
were going to take of him.

When?

Just give us a couple of days.

Hector: We can't wait for Joey anymore.

You two guys get the stuff out.

Get it on the street.

I'll see what I can doto find out more

about Priest and Joey.

Five.

It's not going to be the
samewithout Joey around here.

Five.

No, it's not.

Three.

Ahem.

You know. I miss Joey.

He's a stingy fucking prick.

Let's blow.

Going to run theseby a change maker.

Yo, sport. It ain't broke.

I turned it off on purpose.

Oh, come on, man.

At least let me getone game in. All right?

Grow up man.

We ain't got timeto play no games.

We about making money now.

Oh, I got nothing else to do...

You got somethingto do right now.

Now go get the kid.

Damn, baby.

If them skirtskeep getting any shorter,

I might have to kidnap you.

Talk is cheap.

How's Renaldo?

He's fine.

Yeah, I heard he losta little something.

That's it. It's all there.

Yeah, I'm all here, too.

Why don't you come bywhen
you got some time?

I'm splitting.

Hey, baby.

How do I get in touch with
Joey, I got to find out...

Don't know nothing.

So long.

Ain't you a bitch?

Yo, let's get to work now.

Come on, man.

All right.

Here you go, man.

Yeah.

You knowwhere you going, right?

You know it, homeboy.

All right.

Got the stuff ready.

You got my stuff?

Dealer: Yeah.

Later.

Um...

You are the man, right?

Uh, bro?

Yeah, I got the stuff, man.

It's fresh.

Well, I just hope
it'ssomething special for...

the dick.

Oh yeah.

He said he got "Showtime."

That stuff's going to putyour
dick on A-U-T-O-matic, bro.

Yo, check my man out.

My man said, "Bro!"

That stupid motherfucker.

That manthought he acted gangster.

Sup, cool?

Yo, what's up, money? How you doing?

All right, man.You got any fives?

Nah, man. Sorry.

I can't help you.

Look four 10's. This is the lightest I go.

But it's heavy.

Slow blow. You know what I'm saying.

Come on buddy, man.

I knowyou can do something for this.

Nah, man.I told you, man.

But I'll tell you what.

I'll give you six 10'sfor
the jacket you're wearing.

Hey, look, man.

I'm just tryingto help you out, right?

I'm doing you a favor

because I tell yousomething, man.

If I really wanted the jacket,

I'd just take it outyour house or shit.

Yo, man.Get off my steps, man.

I got customers waiting.All right?

Yeah, I thoughtyou'd see it my way.

Hey, enjoy.

Babe, that shit was no good.

I swearl'm never going to let you touch

that stuff again.

You don't need it.

Yo, man.Your shit is whack!

No, man.My stuff is def.

See.You whacked.

Hey, give memy fucking jacket.

Yo, check this guy out, man?

What's up? Hey, what you doing, man?

Yo, take care of this guy.All right?

Yeah, you goingto take care of me, right?

Shit!

I want you to writesomething for me, Joey.

Write what?

The addresses of about
tenof Hector's factories.

Pft.

You know, likeNate Cabot's was?

You know Priest, man.You
ain't too smart, aren't you?

I mean it's bad enough

that you two wentand grabbed his stash.

But you're tryingto get us all killed.

Start writing.

You know, I think I've hadabout
enough of this shit now.

Fuck you anyhow.

Put the gun down, Willy.

I've been listeningto your whining,

you murdering son of a bitch.

And now, I'm going to kick your ass

until you writewhat I want you to write.

Fuck you!

This shit ain't funny, man.

What you gonna do now, Priest?

I think I'm going to handcuffyou
to this light pole.

For what?

Oh, I get it.

Oh, you're going to
blowmy motherfucking ass

away now, right?

I'm going to call Hector.

For what?

I ain't telling you shit.

Owh!

Yeah, he'll bereal happy to know

who set up those two cops.

And told meabout the stash.

Willy, he's all yours.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Tell himl'll sign the shit.

Do it!

My stuff is the best goodsyou
can get and you know it.

You ever try sky divingwithout a parachute?

Get the money in hereby tomorrow morning.

I don't give a shithow do you do it!

Just get it here!

Maricon.

Yo, we all going to have
troublepaying any money.

You too?

Well we ain't done
nothingbut pay back money

and dump dudesbusting caps at us

ever since we putthat
last stuff on the street.

Man, this stuffain't no good.

Now the other bossesain't going to pay

and they talkingabout
going to war with you.

Let me tell you

and all you dickhead pendejo
compadres something.

You fucking well shun me now,

and I'll turn allof my fucking guns loose.

Remember. It's business as usual.

You pay or you die.

Stay in touch.

Dealer with blue shirt: Yeah, right.

Hector: You know so far...

Most of the stuff isfrom
the areas you cover.

Yo, what are youtrying to pull, huh?

Go ahead.

Tell me whyyou whacked up my goods.

I did exactly what Joeydid
every time I saw him.

You know I don't miss nothing, Hector.

Is it Joey then?

Is that whywe haven't heard from him?

Nah, maybe it's those Colombians.

Maybe they're trying to run
a game on us or something.

Nah, that don'tmake any sense.

Why would they wantto
fuck up their own action?

All those pricks want is money.

They callall the time for money.

Money, money, money all the time.

The only other thingit
could be is the coke.

Maybe it's no good, Hec.

You listen to me.

We're goingto hold the line

and we're goingto collect the money.

Too fucking badif half of New York

is sick off of this shit.

We're goingto get the money.

It's quite a coincidencethat
it's whacked up the same...

Shut up!

* Lift every voice and *...

Willy,

where do you get all
thissophisticated equipment, man?

RadioShack.

A health food store?

Yeah.

Guess it's not what it's all...

'fragged' up to be, huh?

Fuck!

Son of a bitch!

Shit.

Shit.

Son of a bitch!

Red, Change, dig this man!

That motherfucking
Hectortotaled my joint, man!

Yeah, fucking totaled.Hey,
you going after him?

All right.Well, count me in.

All right? Just put me down.

Yeah, I'll be therein a little while.

Son of a bitch.

I'm going to killthat motherfucker.

Look.

It's not smartfor you guys to come here.

It's not safe either.

DEA is checking me out.

Over this new outbreakof violence.

Best thingis for everybody just...

lay low.

Hey, what am Isupposed to do, huh?

I mean it's not safefor
you to come to me either.

I came herefor your sake, not for mine.

I can't solveyour problems.

Not these.

Hmpf, whole neighborhoodsblowing up.

That kind of publicitydoes not die down.

Not fast.

Hell, well you don'tbelieve
me, my own lawyer.

Would I lie to you?

Listen we don't knowanything about nitro.

Yeah.

Shit.

Tom: Hi honey, yeah.

Hector, I got to talk to you.

Hey, look I'mtalking here alright?

Hector!- What?

I know what you want to know.

Tom: Yeah, what about the kids?

You want me to pick them up?

You're going to pick them up.

Okay.

No, I'm good dear.

It's got to be Willy Green.

Remember how Eddieused to use him?

He's the only one that Iknow
that knows about nitro.

Councilor.

Talk to you later. Business.

Thanks a lotfor your help.

This is for your time.

And this is for your dick.

This is graduation day.

As soon as Priest gets back,
we're going to let you go.

And I'm sure you'regoing to write a book,

probably going to seeArsenio Hall Show,

Pat Sajak...

Johnny Carson...

Joey down!

Joey: Yo, cut the shit!

Ain't nobody else in here.

Get this damn rope off of me.

You been here this whole time?

No, I've been in Disneyland, you dumb fuck.

Yeah, we figuredit was this simple prick.

Well then, why the fuckdid it take you

so long to get meout of here then?

Hey, man.We looked for you.

We thoughtyou was history.

Yeah, right.Joey history?

Look. Who's got the coke?

Priest kidnapped me,
man, kept me in a trunk

three, four days.

Okay?

He's crazy.He's insane.

Look...

He's coming back here tonight.

And we're goingto take him out right here.

Got it?

Shit!

Get the door!

You droppedyour gun, sucker!

You're a dead man, Priest!

You're a dead man!

Hey, dog!

Don't bring that shitaround here.

Your ass is mine, motherfucker.

Don't you shoot nobodyaround
here, you pimp!

Old man: Hey, boy! Put that gun away.

Old woman: Don't you ever
try that again, you pimp!

I run the witnessprotection program here.

You knowwhat that is?

Hector: Hmm-mm.

You help us...

We'll do right by you.

What guaranteesand
immunities can you give us?

We'll work together. A
new start, a new life.

A new identification.

What else?

Hector, you're no dummy.

I'd say you're a fox... a real,
slick, street-smart fox.

Now I guarantee

that I won'tthrow you out in the street,

where you are a marked man

with a lot of gunslooking for you.

You want the namesof
people in my organization?

Hector, please.

Your organization is history.

What we wantis the big fish.

The entire Colombian setup.