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F***in' white people.

So, you shoppin'

like the other night?

'Cause you know

I got the real sh*t, huh?

No. I'm just lookin'.

You just looking, huh?

Yeah, so am I.

I'm just looking, too.

Aah!

Hey, Hector!

Hey, why do you hang out here

all the time?

I mean, couldn't you make

more money somewhere else?

Somewhere else?

Where the f***

you want me to be at, huh?

Beverly Hills,

sell some rock on Rodeo Drive?

It's my world right here.

It's my home. It's where I live.

I got my homeys. I got my rucas.

Who the f*** am I

someplace else, huh?

Oh, hey, what's up?

Money comes to me, girl.

You make it sound

too f***in' easy.

Hmm. Oh, you think so?

Sh*t.

You know what

the most f***ed up thing is?

What?

People come around here

and they think...

that all we do

is sell drugs here, you know?

People live here.

People grow up here.

You know? Look up there.

My Tia Maria lives up there.

I got a few primos

who live over there.

What's a primo?

Primo's a cousin.

Got it.

Hey.

Hey, hey...

don't talk dirty, homes.

She's here with me.

She didn't f*** you last time.

You think she's gonna

f*** you this time?

Hey, hey.

Leave her alone, homes.

I don't think your friend

likes me.

He's my brother.

He's my older brother.

He's big-time here.

Listen, I want to

show you something.

Come here.

Heh heh.

Come here. Have a seat.

I want you to be

my eyes with me.

Lookit.

Every... body...

smokes... rock.

Rock doesn't only get

the poor people off.

You got everything...

got Mercedes, got BMW...

Vmonos!

L.A.P. D! Stay where you are!

Oh, f***!

Hands where I can see 'em!

Come on, now, girl.

Let me see your hands.

Chino.

Hands on your head.

Interlace your fingers.

Put 'em on the back

of your head.

Let's go, Hector.

Spit out the cigarette.

Spit it out.

Easy. Come on.

Let's go. This way.

Let's see those hands.

Turn around.

Up against the fence.

Let's go. Keep moving.

Spread your legs.

Spread 'em.

You got some I. D?

Yeah.

Is there anything in here...

Hands on your head!

Is there anything in here

I need to know about?

- No.

- Knife? Needles? Gun?

Pacific Palisades.

You get lost

looking for Hollywood?

Spit it out! Spit it out!

Spit it out!

What we got?

Forty worth of rock.

You should've swallowed it, Ace.

You're under arrest.

Yeah, I got something

you can swallow.

Come on, I want to talk with

you. You can drop 'em.

Look, just tell me the truth.

No. Listen, l... I stopped

to ask for directions...

because... I missed

the 10 by accident...

OK, that's it. You're underage,

you're loitering...

and you're going

down to the station.

Oh, my...

Get in the car!

Watch your head.

The cop started asking me

these really stupid questions...

like, what's closer to you now...

the moon or Europe?

F*** you is closer to me now.

I've been to Knott's Berry Farm.

Ha ha ha ha!

What'd you do?

Hmm? Me?

No, the debutante

sitting next to you.

F***. Vice cop asked me

where my dick is.

Darling, I did Axl Rose...

and you don't get him

with a dick down there.

You don't got any Dilaudid

shoved up your ass...

to get her to stop doing that.

Heh. No.

Positive?

You can check if you like.

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Yeah. In your dreams.

Allison Lang?

Yeah.

Your parents are here.

B*tch got parents?

You got arrested!

With crack dealers!

Maybe this hasn't been

the easiest place to live lately.

All right.

Then we talk about it.

That's what we're

supposed to do.

One of us has a problem,

we all talk it over.

Oh, right. Who are you kidding?

Who could ever talk to you

when you're never even here?

Well, I'm gonna make it

easy for you to find me.

You're grounded.

Hasn't she already

suffered enough...

And besides,

what good would it do?

Wha...

I don't want any soup, Mom.

What were you doing downtown

in the first place?

I was sick of this phony life.

All right, stop it, stop it,

both of you.

This whole thing

is just gonna go away.

Tomato or chicken with rice?

Alli, you're so f***ing down.

Like, doing hard time and sh*t?

No. No, it wasn't like that.

Come on. I heard

that you hit a cop...

and you got

into a knife fight.

No. No, no, guys.

It was more like... detention.

See ya later.

Bye.

Heh. So, I wonder

what Daddy thought.

Please. Daddy waved

his magic wand and it went away.

- Whoa.

- What's your problem?

Hey, what the f***

is this I'm hearing?

Yo, she was in lockup,

motherf***er. What?

Well, going to jail

is f***ed up.

What? It was juvenile

detention center.

Did you go back down

to that f***ing spot?

Huh?

Hey, shorty,

you gettin' a rap sheet?

The man gonna be f***in'

three-strikin' your ass, kid.

How you gonna rep it

without the P.L.C., huh?

Yo, maybe she don't need

the P.L.C., motherf***er.

F***ing P.L.C.

Is the only family we got.

Ooh, I'm scared now.

- Let's bounce.

- Why you gotta be like that?

They don't even know

what family is.

You don't want to think

that you're with someone...

just because everyone else

thinks you should be...

because we're not assigned

to people like, you know...

parking spaces, and, um...

and you do love him, you know?

I mean... God,

you've known him forever...

and he's great and fun,

and it makes sense, and...

So, yeah, the whole thing

seems predetermined...

but, um...

Heh. You find yourself, like...

giving him a blow job,

and it feels like a performance.

OK, it is a performance.

But, um, ha ha ha!

Um, what I mean is that...

that you can't, like...

feel it.

It doesn't even seem real.

It seems like a dream...

like you're just...

sleepwalking through your life,

you know?

Does that make any sense?

Yeah.

But what...

what isn't a dream?

OK.

Um...

the other night,

I was with Emily...

and we were at

this crazy party downtown...

and...

I don't know.

We just sat there

together and...

And what?

I don't know.

I just love her, you know?

It seemed real.

So, what was it like in there?

It was totally f***in' real.

It smelled like puke...

and it was so bright,

it made my eyes hurt.

And there were

these hookers in there...

and it was, like,

business as usual for them.

And this one white chick...

who thought

she was super-bad, but...

I think she just wanted

to appropriate my wardrobe.

Heh. I love your nails.

Were you scared?

Oh, I was scared sh*t.

I don't know.

I was helpless, but...

excited.

What if it's, like...

we're on our deathbeds...

and we're looking back

at our lives...

and, like, all the guys

we've, like, loved...

and just, like, f***ed, and...

and it turns out that,

like, the whole time...

like, we were supposed

to be together?

Aah! Aah! Oh, my God!

Oh!

Heh.

I don't think

I could go down on you.

- Ha!

- Ha ha ha!

Mmm.

It's OK.

Mm.

Oh, my God.

Oh, I can't believe

I almost forgot this.

I will be right back.

OK. Ah.

You're gonna love this.

Super surprise.

Now...

are you ready?

Super surprise.

The dark dungeon, and...

What is that?

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