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Thepolice think it was drug-related

andare looking forthese two suspects.

OneAfrican-American andone Caucasian,

encounteredbypolice while leaving

the scene ofthis horrible crime.

This isAlexia Cruz, PrimeAction News.

Back to you, Bill

- What are we going to do?

- They killed Cee-Cee!

- They f***ing killed Cee-Cee, too!

- Hey, what the f*** are we going to do?

OK. We've got to get off the f***ing streets.

We're going to go in here and talk to

somebody about a programme.

We're going to tellthem

what we have to tellthem. Whatever!

We're going to get off the streets today. OK?

Yeah.

Fillthis out and bring it back to me.

- Fillthis out and bring it back to me.

- Thank you.

Could you put the cigarette out, please?

Fillthis out and bring it back to me.

(TANNOY):
Melvin Goldman.

MrMelvin Goldman.

I had a homeboy in high school

named Melvin Goldman.

Sure would freak the f*** out of me

if he walked up to the counter.

(SPOON):
Little crazy-ass Melvin Goldman.

The first time I got high I was with Melvin.

This is one of those rich motherfuckers.

The parents had everything.

There were always six or eight of us

ghetto motherfuckers at his house.

I remember one night

when his parents were out of town.

We were getting f***ed-up,

smoking, playing pool

We were drinking some 151 proof rum

that we got someone to buy for us.

And this guy comes in with some

white powder, like ''who wants to try?''

I didn't know what the sh*t was.

All I had ever done

was maybe smoke a joint once.

We were young and stupid. And it was fun.

So we said, ''F*** it, let's try some.''

Everybody got sick as dogs.

The motherfuckers were running around

throwing up and sh*t.

And for me...

For me that sh*t

was like going back to the womb.

I never felt such peace. I was home.

I was sixteen f***ing years old!

Whoo! First you just

got f***ed-up on weekends.

Then... Well..

Life is funny, ain't it?

Somehow I don't think

this was my parents' dream for me.

Look at this!

- Get rid of the dope and I'llfinish this.

- Yeah.

Mr EzekielWhitmore, please.

- EzekielWhitmore!

- (SPOON):
Here!

You came too late. It's almost five and

we're not giving out more appointments,

so I'm going to stamp your application this way.

Come back tomorrow. You can

go directly to me without waiting.

I can't wait 'tiltomorrow, sir.

Me and my friend need to get to a detox today.

We've been running from office to office all day.

I understand, but the best I can do

for you is give you an appointment,

and even if I did that

you wouldn't get Medicaid today.

You have to come back in ten days

to see an interviewer.

Once they've reviewed your case,

they'll notify you by mail

That can take a month.

So whoever told me about getting

Medicaid in one day was bullshitting me?

I would say that is correct.

Either that, or they were misinformed.

See, the only way to get on

is if you're HIV infected.

- Yeah?

- But you need a letter of proof from your doctor.

I took an HIV test this morning

at the New Centre Clinic.

They told me I could get Medicaid sooner.

- Hm... When willyour results be in?

- Tomorrow.

It's like I said. You come back tomorrow.

You come to my desk after you get the results.

That way, you won't have to wait in line.

Yeah. Thanks.

Oh, sh*t!

(SPOON):
Sh*t! Excuse me, pardon...

- Stretch!

- (STRETCH):
Yeah. How did it go?

(SPOON):
The f***ing ''5-0''

just came in. We've got to get out of here.

(STRETCH):
Give me a minute.

(SPOON):
You know that crap about getting

Medicaid the same day? It's all drama!

You've got to be HIV positive

to get on. Ain't that some sh*t?

(STRETCH):
I'm HIV positive.

(STRETCH):
Spoon, are you alright?

I would have mentioned it before,

but I didn't know how you'd take it.

I've always used my own works, and everything.

- (SPOON):
Does Cookie know?

- (STRETCH):
No.

(STRETCH):
It really didn't get far enough

for me to have to tell her.

You're the first person I ever told.

What the f*** are you doing?

I can't believe you, man!

(SPOON):
I tellyou to get rid of it

and what do you do?

(STRETCH):
What am I supposed to do,

flush it down the toilet? F*** that!

- ''5-0s''!

- (COP):
Freeze! Come out of there now!

(COP):
Putyourhands up

andget out ofthere.!

Move it! Get out of there now, motherf***er!

Wipe it!

(COP):
Get out of there! I said now!

F***ing junkies, come here! Come here,

motherf***er! Against the wall!

Turn around. Keep them up there!

Do you have any f***ing weapons on you?

(BLIND MAN):
What do I have to do

to get some attention around here?

Get up!

I'm a human being, too!

Let's get out of here! Come on, move!

We have a situation!

(BLIND MAN):
I don't want to live in a dump!

(BLIND MAN):
I fought in

the f***ing war and it ain't sh*t!

I'll drag the whole goddamn government down,

before I'll let them take me out like this.

Is this my homecoming?

Is this my f***ing ticker-tape parade?

Well, I can't see it!

Incoming!

- Incoming!

- (COP):
Freeze, sir!

- Excuse me?

- Cllyour dog or I'll have to shoot it.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

I said you callyour dog or he's dead.

(BLIND MAN):
Nixon, heel! Heel, Nixon! Here!

Nixon, come on! Good boy.

(BLIND MAN):
Good boy. Yes. Good, Nixon.

Good, Nixon. Good, Nixon. Yeah.

Yes, yes. Good boy, good boy.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serial number.

Name, rank, serialnumber.

Name, rank, serialnumber.

Name, rank, serialnumber.

Hi.

(D-REPER):
Move! Move away!

Move, motherf***er!

Move, move, move, move!

- Have you still got the dope?

- No, I flushed it down the toilet.

Freeze!

They ain't f***ing gone!

Stillthink that's not strange?

Yes, it's a little f***ing strange.

If they keep shooting,

they're going to get lucky!

You know, you've still got time

to go back and kick his ass!

I'll get him later.

- What are you doing, man?

- A**holes!

(TANNOY):
Number97. Last call B 97.

(SPOON):
Come on, my man!

Sussex and Alley. Six and Lafayette.

- I've got to stop.

- Come on, they're here!

Sh*t!

(POLICE SIREN)

(COP):
Freeze, both of you! Freeze!

- (COP):
Turn around!

- (COP):
Take alltheir weapons!

(COP):
Give me your arm!

Spoon, I've got to do something.

I'm going to f***ing die here.

You ain't going to f***ing die.

It's just a flesh wound.

You think so? It feels like

I'm f***ing bleeding to death.

No, you'll be alright.

OK, it's getting dark.

Here's what we're going to do.

I want you to stab me.

- What?

- Stab me.

Get the f*** out of here! I ain't stabbing you!

If we're in the Emergency Room

we're off the streets.

Once we're in the hospitalwe can kick, Stretch.

What are you tripping off? I'll be the one cut!

Besides, it's a pocketknife.

I don't feel comfortable with that.

Come on, Stretch. We can't be out here all night.

You're bleeding all over the place.

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