Brooklyn's Finest Page #8

You know what it is.

I did think he was gonna toss

youngblood over though.

Why? He ain't the one snitching.

Somebody is, though.

You'd better believe that.

But it ain't him.

I'm tired of this sh*t, man.

I'm trying to do some other sh*t.

What the f***?

And these motherfuckers are trying

to make it their business

to lock me the f*** up.

Caz, look here, man.

I know a way you can shut

this whole thing down

and still make your paper.

How's that?

These cats I know uptown...

they want

to buy from us, wholesale.

They're at the table asking 10 bricks, hard.

You just gotta meet 'em.

Are we on the same f***ing planet?

Buddy, I just got the f*** out.

Caz. Listen, man.

What the f***?

Why not now?

How much longer you gonna be dodging

bullets out here in these streets, man?

How long before one

of these motherfucking knuckleheads

catches us slipping,

put one in the back

of our f***ing heads?

I ain't got to tell you.

You already know.

These streets got

an expiration date on them.

Tango, you trust

these motherfuckers?

- Yeah. Hell yeah.

- "Hell yeah"?

- That ain't sound real confident.

- Yeah, I trust 'em, man.

I wouldn't even come to you

with this unless I did.

You take this sh*t,

the whole cut for yourself

and you vanish.

F*** these streets.

Get ghost, right?

You're goddamn right, get ghost.

Be a ghost and be a legend

at the same time.

You already know.

Set it up.

Record activate.

Record activate.

Four.

Hey, Caz. Hey.

- Welcome back.

- What up, Tango?

Hey, baby.

- What's up, man?

- Yes yes.

- It's all great.

- I'll tell you, man...

when y'all whipping pass go on the low...

whoo... y'all motherfuckers

go on the low.

This is Gutta and Slim.

Lemme tell you one thing, man.

Giuliani didn't clean up the city.

Video games and television did it.

That's what cleaned up the streets.

Come on, man. 'Cause y'all remember

when everybody was outside.

If you was two years old,

if you was 102,

you was outside.

- Sh*t.

- So like me,

I like the time when everybody

was face to face, you know?

That's how I like to do my business...

face to face.

See, Caz,

the way we like to do things is

- we like to come together...

- How long y'all be knowing Tango, man?

You know how he got his name?

- Don't tell that f***ing story, man.

- No no, it's all good.

- No no. Yeah.

- In my man's hood,

the boy had the nicest pair of hands

in the whole neighborhood.

He would...

he had this little standoff sh*t

where he would square off on a cat

and he had this little slow rock.

You know what I'm saying?

Cats would be mouthing off to him,

he'd just, you know,

keep his head down a little bit

under the eye of the motherf***er

like this. All of a sudden...

bong bong!

- two right to the mouth,

you know what I mean?

He's about to f***ing tango

or rock the boy...

I don't know what the f***

he gonna do. It's his style.

This sh*t right here... like he about

to start tangoing or something, yo.

It was nice though. It was nice.

Yeah yeah.

Gutta, what kind

of whip you pushing, man?

Oh, man.

I drive an Audi A8.

- I want it.

- Cool.

No, I mean,

I want you to let me borrow it.

You borrow mine

and we give it back the next day.

See, that way

we can make sure you get

everything you asking for.

And we get the same.

Feel me? And I get

the chance to test-drive your sh*t.

What about price?

We already talked

to Tango about that.

Since you his people,

why don't we just keep it steady?

Well...

you name the place

and you name the time.

Let's bring it in.

There it is.

Let me get... let me get

by you real quick, man.

- Oh, Tango, you had enough?

- I'm good, B.

I'll be back in a minute.

F***ing lightweight, right?

- Yo, I'm in here, man.

- Man, I gotta take a piss.

Get the f*** outta here!

Get the f*** outta here!

Got everything here...

the riot helmet, the mace,

patrol guide,

shield.

You're done.

That's it?

Yeah, that's it.

Yeah. Gotta take a leak.

- Hello.

- Bill.

- It's Clarence.

- What's going on?

Listen.

I'm out, man.

Uh-huh. Meet me at Joey's.

Let's get a coffee.

Nah, I don't want to meet you.

There ain't nothing to talk about, okay?

It's over. I'm off the case.

Now if the feds wanna charge me,

they can do that.

Whatever else comes down,

I'll deal with it, okay?

But I'm done, man.

I'm off the case.

You know, I told 'em

that you'd see this through to the end,

but they knew better.

They prepared for this. She expected this.

They got their evidence.

They don't need you anymore.

- This is gonna happen.

- When?

I don't want you anywhere

near this anymore, okay?

Bill!

When are you moving on Caz?

You listen to me.

Stay away from it, Clarence.

- Gonna do you, son.

- There you go. There you go.

- Ah!

- In your face, b*tch.

Yo, you seen Caz?

I don't know, son.

It's hot out here right now.

- I don't know what to tell you, son.

- You ain't seen him?

I thought you wasn't coming

around out here today, Tango.

Hey, ain't gotta talk to me like that.

Yo, we out of here.

- All right.

- Yeah, you know.

- Yeah.

- I knew that man.

- What's up?

- I've been looking for you, calling you.

- That phone card sh*t don't work.

- We gotta get some paper together.

You gotta get the f*** up

outta Dodge right now, B.

- Why?

- 'Cause there's a problem with the deal.

No no, there ain't no problem, man.

Ain't no problem I can't fix.

- Caz.

- Look, we getting this money.

No, listen to me.

You cannot take this f***ing deal.

Caz, listen to me.

You cannot take this deal.

Why, Tango?

Can we just take a ride, please?

Caz, please. Let's just...

let's just take a ride, man.

Yeah, let's take a ride.

Come on, man. I'm hungry.

Caz.

F***!

Aw, sh*t!

What the f***?

What happened, man?

- Go get f***ing help, man!

- Call 911!

- Go get the car!

- F***ing go get the car, man!

Don't just stand the f*** around!

Go get some help, man!

Go get some f***ing help!

Go get some help, man! Get the car!

You've got to go.

Come on. You've got to go.

I've got this.

You've got to go. Come on.

Come on!

Go ahead! Call 911.

Everybody give us some room.

Johnny, can you clear the room?

- I saw y'all out there. Y'all were out there.

- I tried to reach you.

The whole block gets shot up, y'all just

sit there, don't do nothing about it?

- Are you all right?

- No, I'm not all right.

- I almost got my damn head blown off.

- Calm down.

We didn't know anything about it

till after it happened, okay?

- He's probably gonna...

- Your man Red tried to steal the deal

for himself, plain and simple.

He contacted our UC.

We didn't know he was

gonna shoot up Phillips.

- Now did you get hit?

- The f*** you care?

All right, let's stay with the ball here.

Now you know this Red.

He's got a few priors,

so he's in our system.

What the f*** are you talking about Red?

That's some petty project bullshit.

Now my case was with Phillips.

He's either dead or a vegetable.

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