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Yno me diga calmate.!

You want to fight with me.

I don't want to hearshit...

- What numbers have you got?

- B 1 and 2.

F***!

(SPOON):
Excuse me?

The three of you want to move, please?

F***...

F***ing great!

We're going to be here allfucking day.

No, we're not. Just chill

(LATIN WOMAN):
I know this is my third time,

but I still need your help, goddammit! Sh*t!

How are you doing, papa? You've got

beautiful eyes. God bless your eyes.

Avanta.!

(TANNOY):
B 57...

NumberB 57...

Was that audience

f***ing great tonight, or what?

(STRETCH):
They were possessed, baby.

(SPOON):
Are you kidding? It's New Year's Eve.

They ought to be good tonight.

I love it when you've got the audience

in the palm of your hand,

and they're resting there comfortably.

Then, bam! You crush those f***ers.

There's supposed to be some record

executives to check us out tonight.

Yeah? We're going to scare the sh*t out of them.

How much time have we got?

(SPOON):
We'll be back in a couple of minutes.

(THEY URINATE)

(COOKIE):
Come on, boys, let's roll

(TANNOY):
Number97.

Last callforB 97.

Number98.

- What?

- Your number's already been called, sir.

I was in the bathroom.

I just missed by a couple of numbers.

We're on number 8, sir.

You'll have to take another number.

- You've got to be kidding me!

- (BLIND MAN):
Hey, man.

- Get back behind the line, a**hole!

- I'm offering you a ticket, schmuck.

I always take an extra one for him.

These people are such stone-cold pigs.

- Thanks.

- Anytime, brother.

- (STRETCH):
What?

- The centre is now for alcohol abuse only.

We no longer treat drug addiction.

Someone gave you the wrong information.

F***, f***! Did anybody say anything

about St James' being for alcoholics only?

No, they didn't! Now, what do we have to do?

- Temporary Medicaid.

- What?

We go to Welfare, tellthem it's an

emergency and we need to get into detox.

Spoon, I'm losing my patience with this sh*t!

- (STRETCH):
F*** off!

- (SPOON):
Get out of my way.

- What's up, fellas?

- Two dogs with everything.

- Two with everything.

- Give me the same with nothing on them.

You want the same

or two dogs with nothing on them?

- Are you a f***ing comedian?

- Cn you help me out?

Get the f*** out of here, man!

Oh, man! I'm a veteran,

I've got disabilities, man.

- (SPOON):
What's his problem?

- Stop busting my customers' balls.

- Get the f*** away from me!

- Yeah, that's nice. I like that.

I'm paying for the white guy.

Thanks.

- Two dogs with everything.

- Thanks.

- Two dogs with nothing on them.

- Get a f***ing job!

(GUARD):
Hold up, chief, hold up!

No food or beverages.

Right, hold my dogs 'til I come back.

Hold on, I've got to search you. Hands up.

(RINGING NOISE)

What's that?

Chain.

OK, turn around.

Thank you.

Empty your pockets, please.

(GUARD):
Hands up.

Turn around, please.

Thank you.

Thanks.

(SPOON):
How do you think Cookie is doing?

She'll pullthrough.

She'd better.

Excuse me, sir. There's no smoking.

Look, bro. I said there's no smoking.

- (WOMAN):
Next.

- Happy now?

Hi, how are you doing, beautiful?.

Fine. May I help you?

We'd like to apply for temporary Medicaid cards.

- Are you on welfare?

- No.

You've got to be on welfare to get Medicaid.

The only reason we need Medicaid

is to get on a rehab programme today.

Sorry, but that's still going to take

four to six weeks.

We don't have four to six weeks, ma'am.

Next.

The problem is, it's going to Lansing

and back. These things take time.

Temporary Medicaid cards are issued

only for medical necessities.

Why is everything

such a f***ing hassle with you guys?

I sit here in need of help, and you give

me bullshit about ''medical necessities''?

It is a f***ing necessity for me

to get into f***ing detox

before I kill some-motherfucking-body!

Do you understand what I'm f***ing saying?

Yeah, I understand.

Oh, I understand.

Let me see if you understand this, my man:

Rules are rules.

Am I supposed to change them

because you sit across there screaming?

Take a look at you.

You f***ing walk in here

after five, ten, however many years,

and because today is the day you decide to kick,

the whole f***ing world is supposed to stop?!

Is that it?

We've all been waiting for the day

that you come through that door

and tell us you no longer

want to be a f***ing dope fiend! Right?

Get the f*** away from my desk.

My brother, my brother.

Look, it's been a long day.

We're all stressed-out.

We've been getting the run-around

and we really don't know what to do.

Downtown...

Woodward and Jefferson.

Thanks a lot, my brother. Come on, man.

- F*** it, I need a blow.

- I don't know, Spoon.

I'm just starting to feel a little f***ed-up.

- OK.

- We'll be in and out.

(SPOON):
Mud?

Hey, Mud!

Hey!

Mud?

- What the f***?

- (SPOON):
Yo, Mud!

- Oh, f***!

- Oh, f***!

- Don't touch him!

- (SPOON):
He might still be alive.

(SPOON):
That, my friends, was f***ing great!

- (STRETCH):
That show was the ''shizit''.

- (COOKIE):
Did you see the record company guy?

(COOKIE):
Said it's cool on Wednesday.

- (COOKIE):
He's a nice guy.

- (SPOON):
Yeah? What else did he say?

- (SPOON):
Give me that.

- (STRETCH):
What the f***?

(SPOON):
Give it here,

me and Stretch should do it.

- I want to try some.

- No!

- It's New Year's Eve, come on!

- Get the f*** out of here, Cookie.

- You never do blow.

- He gave it to me.

It's mine and I just want to try some.

This sh*t is f***ed-up.

Yeah...

Who do you think it was?

It could have been any-f***ing-body.

Why are you still using that spoon

for cooking dope?

The finer sh*t's evaporating.

You should use a vitamin cap

or cheese cap or something.

(SPOON):
Why?

Because aluminium is a better

conductor of heat than steel

- (SPOON):
No sh*t.

- Yeah.

Copper would be even better.

I don't really know

where you're going to find a copper top.

I'd go with aluminium.

F*** aluminium, man.

You get Alzheimer's off it. Old-timers...

Wasn't that what Mohammad Ali got?

He's f***ed-up. He used to be so quick...

..fast-talking and sh*t. It's kind of sad.

He's still got a quick mind.

The sh*t just comes out a lot slower.

This is some seriously good sh*t.

I can't believe we found Mud's stash.

- I knew where it was.

- How much was in it?

I don't know... Maybe three ounces.

What? This is allyou f***ing brought out?

If we're kicking, we don't need it.

F*** that! What if we don't get

into the programme today?

We're going to f***ing need it then.

We could sell it, give it away, anything.

You can't leave three ounces

of free dope sitting in here.

Look, I'm not walking around

with three ounces of dope in my pocket.

- We don't need it.

- F*** you!

I'llfucking carry it.

Let's just get the dope and get out of here.

No.

- Come on!

- No.

While you're in there, grab me a diet iced tea.

- I can't believe you sometimes!

- What are you talking about?

- I can't believe...

- Oh, sh*t!

Did you guys hear any gunshots?

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