Grow House Page #6
with a guy named Conspiracy Chris.
He's gonna get you
everything you need. Okay?
Now let's go. Let's get outta
here. I got security cameras.
Oh snap!
- Pow!
- (grunts)
Hot damn
Hot damn
You been dreamin'
of this kitty
Oh, yeah, baby
It's all good
PAT:
I am loving step two!Live where you grow.
Make a nigga wanna
score a touchdown
Hot damn
That dog is fine.
Hot damn
Oh sh*t. Look what I found.
One of your socks?
A rabbit foot! Good luck on top of a bible.
- (caution sound)
Whatever. I'll keep it to myself
then since you such a hater.
I don't want none of your damn rabbit foot.
Matter of fact, look.
There he go pullin' up now.
See, my luck already workin'.
- Yeah.
- You Chris?
One of you guys Patrick Hill?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, that's right.
Two Patrick Hills?
I only got one of you guys on here.
I'm Patrick Hill, man.
but Matt says you don't keep no cell phone.
No.
Feds are just lettin' people
track themselves for them.
Then they hack into your
phone, they take photos.
Sick motherfuckers.
My girl used to go through my phone.
She was working for the feds.
I think she do 'cause she
Hold on to this. I'mma...
- Don't mind if I do.
- ...start unloading.
This is amazing.
Go get to know our neighbors.
Go!
Garage.
Whoa, sh*t!
Oh hello, neighbor. I'm sorry. Hello.
Neighbor?
Are you shittin' me?
You been drinkin' good, huh?
(glass shatters)
Alright. Well, uh...
we just moved over here so...
You mean, my Henry sold this
house to you. (gasps) Oh!
No, no, no. Calm down.
Calm down. Calm down.
We're just leasing. We're just leasing.
Oh. Oh thank you, Jesus.
You don't like black people?
I do not like black people.
What the...
I love black people!
Okay. Okay.
(woman squealing excitedly)
DARIUS:
Oh, okay. I get it. I get it.You wanted Henry, but he left.
Okay. I could see why you would do that.
(tutting)
You young people, you think
that you know everything.
But I been hit that.
You been hit?
You people, you sure
do need a lot of light.
You people?
Oh no, the light is just
better to see you, my dear.
Oh, that is so cute.
Yeah.
You're just like a big bad wolf.
Yeah. Yeah.
- (roar)
- (roars loudly)
So um...
Uh-huh.
You're not married?
Nah.
Oh, oh good.
Nobody want to put a ring on it.
- No.
- Oh good. Okay.
Just stay right...
- Where am I staying?
- (exclaims)
What was that for?
- Focus!
I have to go take care of
I will be seeing you around,
BBC wolf? What's that?
Big... bad... chocolate... wolf.
Hey, I'm up here. I'm up here. I'm up here!
- Stay.
- What?
Hey, hey, hey!
Come back here.
DARIUS:
Hey don't sendthat to no blog site now.
What the hell she want?
This dick!
Man, stop playin, man.
Nah, for real! She was talking
about the man that lived here before
and tellin' me how big my
dick is and how she loved me
and how she wanna air me
out, this that and whatever.
Get out of here, man. I don't
have time for your damn games.
The b*tch molested me and everything
with a camera phone and all that sh*t.
Talking 'bout some BBC wolf.
She tried to take advantage of me, bro!
Now I see how sexy, attractive,
- What's a BBC wolf?
- Sh*t, I don't know.
Look, you're gonna have
to stay on her, man.
Keep a close watch. I'mma watch
that chick that was joggin' earlier.
Why I gotta go with the
Handle that.
DARIUS:
I'm glad we didthese windows over man.
This is much better.
Man I had no idea all this went
into growing some damn weed.
- Hey guess what?
- What's that?
I'mma call this The Mother Room.
That's dope.
Good thing we had Sleepy-Head
over here to help us set it up.
I see you, Dick. No, Dick.
That's right. I see you, Dick.
Whoa, man. What is going on with him?
Nah, maybe you shouldn't wake him up.
Put it in your mouth.
That's right. Choke on it, motherf***er.
- (snapping)
- Put it in your mouth.
Nope, put it in your mouth.
Hey! Yo yo!
What's wrong with you?
What happened?
You was having some freaky-ass dream.
Talkin' 'bout d*cks and there
ain't nothing but men in the room.
That was Dick Cheney. I was
waterboarding Dick Cheney.
I got him to confess.
Confess to what?
That he killed Biggie and Pac.
You with... I told you it was like that.
You just crazy. That's what that is.
I was just proving the point that you
can get anyone to confess to anything.
Do you understand? Torture's a b*tch.
Man, just get your ass up
so we can finish this room.
Oh my God, that was a crazy dream.
My ass hurts. What does that mean?
That means you need to get up and
finish The Mother Room, Conspiracy Chris.
PAT:
Kick him in his ass again.You kicked me in my ass?
CHRIS:
We're good to go.- Okay. Alright.
- Alright.
CHRIS:
Oh no, no. Holdon. We're not finished yet.
Somebody still has to go up and
connect the cables and then we're done.
What?
Why the hell you just didn't
connect it while you was up there?
DARIUS:
I don't get whywe have to steal power.
It ain't like we gotta pay
for the bill to begin with.
see a huge spike in usage.
And they tell the owners.
And the owners tell police.
Yeah, that ain't good.
I can't have my girlfriend getting fired.
Fired? That happen we going to jail, bro.
Why didn't you just connect
them while you was up there?
Oh, no, no, no. It's
your grow, it's your show.
I don't execute the
connection. I just wire it up.
PAT:
Is it dangerous?CHRIS:
It's not dangerous.I mean the power's off
so you're totally good. It's just policy.
And also stealing power is totally illegal.
So what do we have to do?
Somebody's gonna climb up this ladder...
Mhmm.
...and then you're gonna
connect the red clamp
to the cable with the black tape
and then you're gonna
connect the black clamp
to the cable with the white tape.
Got it, got it.
CHRIS:
And then we'llturn the power back on
and we're ready to get growin'.
Let's do this thing. Darius,
give me that flashlight, bro.
Alright, I'mma hold it steady
while you climb up there.
I thought you said you was
in charge of electricity.
I am but I'm scared of heights, man.
Come on. Knock it out.
Get up there. Look at ya.
Like a little monkey.
What'd you say?
Put the red clamp on the black cable,
and the black clamp on the white cable.
Alright.
- (sizzling)
- (screams)
Oh! Oh!
Move back!
CHRIS:
You okay?PAT (echoing):
Sh*t!D?
D?
Man, D. Don't do this to me, homie.
More like we did this to him.
You know CPR?
I know THC.
(knocking)
Hope that's not the police.
Do something... like pump his chest
or something. Get that mothafucka up.
(knocking continues)
Hi, um...
I heard a loud noise
and then I saw a big light
flash coming from this direction
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