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who split up his parents' marriage,

and sat on the sidelines watching his downward spiral.

I mean, those are actions of a shitty human being.

I don't know

who else would be best friend with me.

- Well, then its a good f***ing thing

that we know each other.

Come here..

You're right. Let's take care of that.

But you owe me a hug.

It's all gravy from here.

Done and done!

This who I think it is?

- Can't you hear the ticking in the background?

Funny guy, huh?

Well, Can it. This sh*t ain't over yet.

Save the f***ing routine.

There's an old railroad bridge out on Commerce ,

past the highway.

Be there in 20.

I'll be there in ten.

- Well, then you'll be standing there with

your dick in one hand, and my money in the other.

- No, You will.

He heard it.

F***ing a**hole.

Yo, Juicy,

wrangle your boy.

Money's on its way.

God damn!

How good does this feel huh?

I'm not ashamed to admit it Travis.

I've had some dark times this last few years.

Depression. Anorexia...Addiction...

All kinds of sh*t that i'm not even going into.

Starting today, all that shits is the past.

I'm finally f***ing done it man.

I finally pulled it off.

Yeah, I mean..

we did, dude. Together, you and me.

We make a pretty good team.

- Do we?

- Yeah, dude.

Alright, than...

Would you do it?

Would you push the button?

- Why would you want me to do that?

- It's just a question, Travis.

- I thought you said nobody gets hurt, Dwayne?

- He hasn't even made the drop, anyway.

So, I wouldn't ask you to blow him up right now.

That'll be stupid.

Not while we're eating tacos.

I gotta take a sh*t, dude!

Wait, did you tell the guy,

you're bringing a friend?

No.

What if he gets freaked out,

and decided to shoot me?

You wanna go?

- Yes.

You got my blessing.

Hey, Wat's up bro?

How're you doing?

Where are the other guys?

It's just me Dawg!

You call me Sugar milk, bro.

You got the money?

Oh my God, it's so pretty,

it's so pretty, bro.

Look at it!

Oh my God! What's he do?

Rob a bank?

Yeah.

You did?

- Yeah.

That's cool man!

I'm proud of you, brother.

Check you later!

Hey, man..where's the code?

I don't know no code,

What's you talking about like, what code?

C'mon man, just give me the code. Okay?

Like the vinci code, Code Red?

Like the contra code, select...select.

AB AB??

That one?

- Okay dude! Stop messing with me.

NO, I don't have no code, Bro.

Give me the f***ing code,

for the bomb, okay!

Who brings a f***ing bomb to a drop, Homie?

I don't know,

Your f***ing boss put this on me.

I am my boss.

Fine, Then give me the code!

Say code again, motherf***er!

Please, say one more time.

I'll just shoot you in the face,

I'll shoot you in the face,

So, that you don't explode and mess up my sh*t.

But say code just one more time,

I just wanna hear it.

I want that money back.

Oh you want this money right here?

This motherfucking money right here,

the one that you just gave to me, huh?

- Yes! Give me the money back.

The only way you're get is if you kill me. Homie.

Which you ain't gonna do,

Cos you're a p*ssy.

You don't know what I've gone through

for that money!

Do I f***ing look sympathetic, homie?

Now step the f*** aside.

watch out!

What the f*** was that?

They tried to screw us, man.

You're a liability.

They were just gonna let you blow up.

Not with the money they won't.

I'm gonna call that motherf***er!

Yeah, sh*t's looking good.

You're still making it look too boxy man!

I'm not trying to look like Arsinio Hall..

when I go down to the morgue

and f***ing identify the body.

- So, Did you drop the money?

No! I've still got the money!

And I cracked your friend's face open!

Why the f*** would you do that!?

You lied! You said I'd get the code!

He did not gave you the code?

- I gave him the code.

I want the code right now

or you'll never see this money!

- Just settle down, Bigboy alright?

You're not exactly negotiating

from a point of leverage, here.

I'm holding the money. Okay?

I blow up, and it blows up.

Who has the leverage now?

Why don't you go ahead and press the button,

press the button, a**hole. Push it!

Watch what the f*** you saying!

I own you, alright!

I tell you to rob a bank, and you rob a f***ing bank.

If tell you to give me the money, and you give me

the goddamn money and you hope

that I give you mercy.

I'm tired of this bullshit.

I'm already dead, right?

So f*** you.

At least I'll die rich.

I can't say the same for you.

Get me out of this car!

Pull over! Get me out of the car, right now!

Chet, get back in the car!

Why? That was so stupid!

That was a negotiation tactic, Okay.

He'll call back and I won't answer.

Then he'll call back and I will answer,

and he'll realize the only way he gets the money..

is if he gives me the code.

Okay, I'm sure that's exactly what he'll do!

Oh wait, no. He's not,

cos he's f***ing psychotic!

Now, he's not gonna answer.

He's gonna pretend like I don't exist.

Does this guy know who the f*** I am!?

Dwayne...

you never told me

you weren't going to give him the code.

We're not amateurs, Travis.

Alright..He's a f***ing loose end, man!

Do you know, what's gonna happen,

if the loose end goes away?

I could just be sitting in my f***ing mansion,

FBI,

CIA, f***ing NASA...will converge then,

Because he'll turn state's evidence.

And they can f***ing lock me away!

You know what?

F*** that, f*** it!

I'll just kill The Major myself.

I don't need a f***ing hitman.

Don't do it..man.

I gave him chances..he f***ing blew it.

He wants to be a f***ing big man.

He's gonna f***ing die now.

Dwayne, Don't!

- Three, Two...One.

Boom.

Just killed somebody.

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Travis, why the f*** was that Moviefone?

What's the number for the bomb?

Its In my head..man.

Alright, I switched it out

while you were taking a sh*t at Taco Boy, alright?

You're out of control, Dwayne.

I'm out of control?

- Yeah.

I'm in perfect f***ing control!

You motherf***er...

I'm thinking about business partner

and you pull this sh*t with me?

I'm just tired of you pushing me around, Dwayne!

What kinda partner does that!?

F*** you...I'm gonna probably piss blood, Now.

Yeah, That's what it said on the internet.

Would you get the phone out of my pocket.

I don't think I can make it straight.

Just put on the table.

On speakerphone.

Glad to see you finally came to your senses.

A**hole!

Who the f*** do you think

you're talking to, bro!?

Honestly, I have no idea.

Who's this?

Let me give you a hint:

your barn boy just jumped me,

tossed my b*tch like a f***ing rag doll

and split with the cash.

Does that ring a bell?

That's not my boy.

That dude's a dick!

I'm sorry for all the, uh, confusion

that he might've cause us today.

Confusion?

The only motherf***er who looks confused is you.

Cos Apparently,

you think you can f*** me and survive the day.

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