10 Cent Pistol Page #4

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I wanna find out

what I already know.

Which is?

Whatever it is you're into.

What you're getting away with.

Can I help you?

Hello, Mr. Hakim Baba.

Hi, there, calling about your

listing for an '84 Cadillac.

It's available?

Outstanding.

Airbag suspension, correct?

Lovely. Now, let me

ask you something.

Have you made any other

adjustments

that aren't factory specific?

Jake!

Hold on a second. Hold on.

Where, where could

my little Jakey be?

E, I've been thinking.

We need to start looking a the

bigger picture, here, all right?

About what?

Punchy's job. It's a big

guns-blazing suicide, man.

That's a fact.

What's your angle?

Well, like I was saying

about the Cadillac, okay?

I know it undercuts Punchy,

but f*** him.

We take the small, little chunk

from the Cadillac,

and we turn it into steady cash,

you know?

Here. Open it up.

Open this.

I found this company.

We buy them out with

some money and land.

It's boring how it all works,

it's like Monopoly, right?

When you give me

Marvin Gardens and 500

so you can own "Just Visiting."

Look at it. It's not a job.

I don't want a job

any more than you do.

Aquaman will drown in a kiddie

pool before I do a W2.

It's us owning a company

that owns companies.

We just collect, so we're

not where we are now.

We don't move on this, man,

somebody else will,

and they'll probably own a lot.

All right, f*** nuts.

Get this through your

thick f***ing skull.

We're not jacking

the f***ing Caddy!

Don't bring it up again.

What?

A f***ing cheap shot!

Come on, man,

it was just a love punch.

Sh*t!

You had it coming.

Easton! Jake!

It's all right. I'm just messing

around with this prick.

A**hole!

What the f***?

I think it's broken.

You're laughing?

Lean back. Lean back.

You got a little blood

on your toes. Oops. My bad.

You got me good!

I did get you.

You're gonna do this Russian

job for me, then we're even.

However, I heard some bullshit

I'm starting to believe.

I heard SIS is

following your partner.

Was. Was following.

Not anymore.

Doesn't matter.

It's been six months

since he had a tail.

Rumour or not, I'm hearing that

no one wants to hire him.

So why should I be

any different?

I f***ed up. I f***ed up,

and Jake's on the radar

because of it.

Jake doesn't make the mistakes.

He's a savant when

it comes to this.

He's what?

A savant.

Okay, that's not

what that means,

but I think I know what

you're trying to say.

So if your partner is

all over these things,

what does he need you for?

Come on.

If he's figured it all out,

what do you bring to the table?

Eye candy, obviously?

Would you stop f***ing with me?

You brought me here to talk to

me about not talking to me?

If the man is right, he's right.

All right, change of plans

with our friends inside

the gated fence.

Who is it?

It's Fedex!

Who the f*** do you think it is?

Open the f***ing door.

What do you want?

I met with Punchy.

The thing, with the Russians,

is tomorrow.

Punchy says they're closing up

shop for six months,

and they're bringing some extra

muscle to help them move.

We're not

sticking 'em up anymore.

We gotta go in with big guns

blazing, all right?

I'll pick up the extra hardware

and meet you down there.

Don't turn me into a stalker.

If you're not waiting there,

answer your f***ing phone

when I call.

Hey, this is Jake. Not in.

Sh*t! F***!

Bravo, ladies.

Bravo for all that ass.

I pay y'all five dollars to make

the booty clap clap.

Think your friend like me.

You just gonna pull away?

Okay. All right.

Well... remember

the day you saw me.

Smalls is working tonight.

He'll write you up for uniform.

Man, Smalls can kiss the...

fattest part of

my skinny ass, man!

This is swag. You wouldn't know

nothing about this, white boy.

Swag?

Swag.

Swag. How do you spell "swag"?

S-W... I will slap this sh*t

out you, boy!

Get your ass away

from my window.

F*** you knocking so hard.

I'm runnin' sh*t round here.

Have fun with your swag, man.

I run sh*t round here.

I run this.

This all me!

Let me give you a little

peek into your future, okay?

We can go round and round

and round like this,

like we always do, but you're

not doing your thing without me;

it's not happening.

And I'm not doing my thing

without you.

So get back in the f***ing car

and deal with it.

Aw, come on, man.

Come on, man!

Hey! Yo!

Yo, the power went out.

Everything's off.

Get the cameras back on.

Now, come on, come on, come on.

F***er.

What the f*** is this?

You f***ing kidding me?

Come on, come on, come on.

F***!

F***...

Come on.

Come on, come on!

Yo!

Man, forget what Smalls'

big ass said.

I'm trying to get these

camera codes back on.

Why won't it come back on?

Sh*t, man!

Hey, what's the hold up?

Shut your ass up.

F***.

F***.

Jason! Get over here!

We need to talk!

Always messing with me, man!

...big, black Mr. Potato Head.

What the hell are you doing?

What you mean what I'm doing,

jive man?

You don't leave your post

without permission!

Who cares?!

Whatchu talkin' 'bout?!

For the ninth time,

'cause you left your post

without tellin' somebody!

I don't need no permission to...

It's your job, man!

It's your job!

F*** this job, man!

F*** the job?!

I spoke too hard, man.

I be smokin' weed

and I be goin' chasin'

I be doing dirty, kid,

a million dollar precinct

I'll be blowin' brains out

I don't need no reason

I just don't know why...

Hey!

Hey, yo!

Your air bag system.

Your air bag suspension, man.

It's looking a little low.

It's all right.

Yo, no, no, no.

Hey, hey!

Hey, you know the trick

to keep that level

until you get that fixed?

I do, yeah.

Yo, it's all right, man.

Look, I'll show you, all right?

No, no, no, no, no.

It's cool. It's cool.

It's cool. Get back

in the car. It's cool.

It's cool, man.

I'm already here, dog.

You gotta take care of

this baby right here, man.

This is a classic.

So let's check it out, man.

This is nice.

You got it nice, man.

You get it waxed and everything.

This is nice, man,

but you wanna keep it level.

You all right, man?

I have to get going.

Yo... you gonna f*** up

your sh*t, dog.

I have a girl waiting for me...

at the house. Gotta go.

Sh*t. My bad, man.

My bad.

You make 'em wait.

You know what I'm saying?

Do your thing, man.

I definitely been there.

You know what I'm saying?

Yeah.

But here... Hey, yo,

call my man about this sh*t.

Okay.

No, seriously.

He's working on my sh*t too.

Matter of fact...

Hey, yo, look, come here, man.

Look, hey.

Come here real quick, dog.

Last week. Last week, I was

parked just like this, man.

I see this stupid motherf***er

backing up, man.

He headed straight

for my sh*t, man...

I have to get going.

You can't take two seconds

to look at my sh*t?

Gotta go. I have to go.

My bad.

Woo! Yeah!

F***, yeah!

Hey!

Christmas came early!

E! E!

Why didn't you

pick up your phone?

Move. E, what the f***

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