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in over three months.

Why didn't he send

one of his other boys?

Darryl or Jake?

Aint you heard nothin'?

Aint you heard what Jake did?

I heard what Jake did.

The heat's all over Corky now.

They don't know

who shot up them courts...

but them stupid n*ggers,

they think that sh*t was over drugs.

Now Corky can't make a move

without the cops bein' all over him...

and he wants me

to put my ass out for him

without even a phone call--

Dang, man.

All his phones be tapped, man.

Half of the phones

in the hood tapped now.

Can't be callin' from nowhere.

None of his big connects

gonna feed him now.

Corky losin' crazy dollars.

Man, he needs the sh*t today.

He said for me to say he ain't

gonna forget his friends...

that helped him when

he was in trouble, and he

ain't gonna forget who didn't.

I can't. I can't give out

that much weight on consignment,

not at a time like this.

Any other time,

I would've told Corky,

"Yeah, it's cool, "but--

For now, he gonna pay up front,

'til all this blow over.

How do I know

you ain't gonna bring

the heat down on me?

All right. You go wait

on 11th and Jane.

It'll be there in an hour.

Oh, yeah, Corky also said to

tell you not to be callin' him

at none of his numbers no more.

He be callin' you soon,

when he can.

He said you call him, Darryl

and Smokey be payin' you a visit.

Yo, man, I got this job

workin' for Esteban, B'.

I'm makin' all this dough, B'.

I got so much cash

it ain't funny, man.

I'm livin' large, B'.

Look at you, n*gger,

with a beeper and sh*t.

You ain't big, motherf***er.

And, yo, from now on, y'all

gonna start callin' me Chuck E.,

a'right. Like in Chuck D.

Y'all gonna start callin' me

Chuck E., a'right, 'cause I'm

makin' all this dough, B'.

- I don't wanna be called Chuckie.

- You know I'm the man.

That's right.

- Right, right. Yeah.

- Them n*ggers ain't gonna do sh*t.

- Who you workin' for?

- I'm workin' for Esteban, B'.

- Oh, word?

Yo, Fresh, you know Chuckie's

been talking all over the place.

He's buggin' out, saying

he's gonna be movin' kilos

of base for Esteban.

All sorts of junk like that.

Man, everybody knows

Esteban don't run no base.

I even asked my pop.

Chuckie's not like you.

He's stupid.

Why you doing this to him?

Mind your own business,

all right?

Can't you at least tell him

to shut up and don't be

talkin' so much?

It's a free country.

Chuckie say what he want.

It's quiet here.

Yeah, I like to come here.

It's lonesome.

You know what's whack?

When I'm down with the posse

or home and sh*t...

and everybody be screaming

and yelling and sh*t?

It gets real lonesome.

It be like crowded

and noise and screaming.

And suddenly, it feels like

I'm the only one there.

The more people there is,

the lonelier it get.

I have this dream.

- Yeah? Like what?

- Nothin'.

Sometimes I have it,

that's all.

Pete tell you that?

Honey, that's great.

We'll talk toy all later.

Yeah, I know it. I gotta go.

We're here for some books.

No sh*t. What kind of books

you lookin' for?

Textbooks. We lookin'

for them science textbooks.

Yeah. I got what you need.

You boys like to study, huh?

Yeah, we them

crazy "A" students.

- Yo, sit down, n*gger.

- Chill, homes. You up in my face.

Hey!

Get down.

Save that for when you get home,

for the jungle gym, you know?

- Yeah, whatever.

- Whatever?

You and me's gonna take a little

side trip to the precinct...

make your mother

come all the way uptown

and pick your smart ass up.

All right.

You wanna play it like that?

Then here's what you and me--

Damn, why you gotta be like that

with the man, Chuckie?

I'm sorry, Officer.

He's just a stupid jerk.

We don't get home for dinner,

my aunt's gonna kill me.

I'm sorry he's such a jerk, man.

You oughta learn some respect

from your friend here.

Damn, Chuckie, why you gotta be

so f***ing stupid, n*gger?

F*** you, man. Gotta be dissin' me

in front of that fat old cop.

Goddamn, you must be

the stupidest n*gger I know.

I don't know how you be

tyin' your goddamn shoelaces

stupid as you is.

Be dissin' me, man.

I'm crazy, home.

I bust those dope moves.

Shut the f*** up!

Just shut up.

Yo, man, I thought

you was my friend, man.

Friends don't be doin' that

sh*t to each other, man.

You oughta show me

some more respect, man.

That ain't right.

What? What's wrong, man?

What you looking for?

What, man, what?

Hey, hey, where you goin',

man?

Yo, what y'all comin'

here for, man?

- Yo, is that the way were

supposed to be goin', man?

- Shut up, man.

Yo, what areyou doing, man?

Just give me your bag, man.

I'm gonna be right in here.

Just wait out here.

Stand lookout for me there.

- What you gonna be in there for?

-Just do it, man!

What the f*** is that?

Ricardo give 'em to me for

the $1 00 I won off Roscoe's fight.

- Hey, what the f***

you did that for, man?

- Gimme other one.

Just give me your

goddamn bag, man. Give it up.

Now keep watch, n*gger.

Yell if you see someone.

Yell, n*gger?

I smoke they ass.

- Give me the gun, man.

- Why, so you gonna throw it away?

Get rid of it, Chuckie.

F*** you, man.

Bust it. Don't be pullin'

that sh*t out if we get jumped.

We get jumped, you just

drop your bag and break north.

Ain't nobody

gonna be jumpin' me.

Just drop the bag and run,

understand?

Gotta get a dumb one, man.

Stupid n*gger.

I don't gotta take this

from you no more, man.

Man, I don't need

this sh*t, man.

I don't need to be hangin' around

with punks like you, man.

From now on, I'm sellin' dope

by my damn self, man.

I'm not gonna be

hangin' around with you.

From today on, man,

I'll be with my damn self.

Drop the bag, Chuckie!

No, no, no!

Put the gun down, man!

Put it down, man! No!

No!

This place is

a regular zoo, ain't it?

But that's what you kids like, right?

A visit to the f***in' zoo?

All right.

Now listen, Michael, this is

the second homicide youve been

mixed up with in as many weeks.

Now you expect me to believe

this is some kind of coincidence?

Now come on. How stupid

do I look to you, huh?

We already know what your friend

was carryin' in his school bag.

- You better come clean with us.

- What was in the bag?

You ain't askin'

the questions here.

What was in it?

F*** it.

F*** all you

goddamn monkeys.

I don't need this

f***in' aggravation.

Perez, you like

this f***in' zoo so much,

you play with the animals.

All right, listen, Michael.

When we got to your friend...

the knapsack had been opened

and everything in it was gone.

Now we don't know

what was in there, but I can guess.

Now he was with you,

and everybody knows what you've

been doin' around the hood, man.

We was on our way to my house

and we got jumped.

- That's it.

- That's it, huh? I'm gonna

ask you somethin', man.

You think all those guys

are your friends?

Esteban and Jake and them?

Hmm?

Here. This is my personal number,

and I'm there every night.

Come on. Take it.

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