Juice Page #3

andjoin us now \

\ People, get ready \

\ We're gonna

get ya \

\ We're gonna get ya \\

Oh, sh*t.

Blizz, man,

what's up, man?

What's going on?

It's Q.

What's up, Q, man?

How you doing?

It's good to see you, man.

I'm all right.

How's your crew?

They outside waiting.

When you got paroled?

I got paroled

the other day, man.

I hope you're

taking care ofyourself.

Of course I'm

taking care of myself.

It's nice to see, man.

Pardon me.

I'm about to rob this place.

Everybody,

put your hands in the air

and face the f***in' bar!

Oh, sh*t, man.

Don't look at me!

Yo, Q, you want

a piece of this?

No, man.

I'm all right.

All right, everybody,

strip!

Take your f***in'

clothes off!

Hurry up, god damn it,

'cause you look good!

As fat as you are,

there ain't no food

in the house?

Yeah, she's going

shopping tonight.

No, we're going today.

Ah, thankyou.

Yo, Blizzard is in there

right now

stickin' the place up.

Word, right now?

He let you out?

He asked me if I wanted

a piece of the action.

You said no?

What are you, crazy?

I don't think so.

Let me tell you

something.

That crazy motherf***er

is goin' down.

I'm making for

god damn sure

that we're

not goin' with him.

You know how much

money is in there?

We are in there, man.

I said no, man.

That sh*t is out.

Now, come on.

Come on, man.

Come on, man.

[Rap Music

On Boom Box]

I thought that

was your woman.

Man, what you gonna do?

Steel's kitchen.

Almost empty.

Mmm!

Got to get it right,

buddy.

Oh, it's up now.

Oh, sh*t.

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

All right,

there he goes.

Bust 'em!

Bust 'em!

Boo-yeah!

Boo-yeah!

Pow! Boo-yeah!

Aw, sh*t!

Damn, Steel.

What the f*** is this mess, man?

Bacon and eggs

and hot sauce, man.

I mix it like this

all the time.

I'm too hungry

to throw this sh*t away.

But I only did it

foryou, Ed.

Cody still ain't

gonna like to hear

that she got it

in the back.

Oh, sh*t!

Shot his moms in the back.

Yo, Steel. Let me borrow

these two till tomorrow.

This sh*t's dope.

Excuse me, partner,

can you keep that sh*t down?

You see me watching TV.

Heh heh heh!

[Gunshot]

Made it, Ma!

Made it, Ma!

Top of the world!

Top of the world!

Yo!

Ifyou gotta go out,

that's how you go out.

That motherf***er took

his destiny in his own hands.

Mmm, some destiny.

What you know about it,

Big Chops?

What you ever control?

I control my life.

That's bullshit.

I got more control

overyour life than you do.

How you figure that?

I'm lettin' you breathe,

ain't I?

You can't even

walkyour own block

without getting f***ed up

by Radames, let's not forget.

Ha ha ha.

Oh, sh*t!

It's Blizzard!

A gunman was killed

in a shoot-out with police

as he attempted to rob

the Harlemwood bar

just under an hour ago.

The gunman,

identified as 20-year-old

Barnett Jerkins,

wounded two officers before

he himself was killed.

On the news at 7:00,

we'll have more on this story

as well as an update

on the campaign...

Y o, man, we were

just down there.

To have the already

financially strapped city

provide more

police protection

on the subway els

after dark.

What the f*** are you doing, man?

Come here!

F***in' Radames.

We ain't sh*t.

Man, what's your problem?

You're my f***in' problem!

People sweat us

on the street,

and you don't even

give a f***.

I thinkyou're

exaggerating.

That's bullshit, man!

We run from the cops,

we run from Radames,

we run from

security guards,

we run from Old Man Quiles

and his bullshit store

when he come

with that bullshit gun.

All we do

is f***in' run!

I feel like I'm on

the god damn track team.

I'm serious!

What's the matter,

Raheem?

Nothin' to say?

That's 'cause

you know I'm right.

In your heart,

you know I'm right.

Yo, big man! Ifyou want

respect, you gotta earn it.

You damn right!

You gotta be ready

to go down,

stand up,

and die like Blizzard did

ifyou want some juice.

Blizzard? Blizzard ain't

stickin' up to nothin' now.

That's 'cause we wasn't there

to back him up!

Ifwe was there--

There'd be five dead n*ggers

instead of one!

You ain't sayin' nothin' now,

right, big man?

I never thought

I'd see the day

when you'd

talk like a punk.

Fuckyou, man!

Yo, chill!

F*** chill!

Checkyourself, Q.

You gotta

snatch some collars

and let them

motherfuckers know

you're there

to take them out

anytime you

feel like it.

You gotta get the ground

beneath your feet,

get the wind

behind your back,

and go out in a blaze.

Otherwise

you ain't sh*t.

You might as well be dead

your damn yourself.

You tryin' to tell me

I ain't sh*t?

I ain't tryin'

to tell you sh*t.

I'll tell your mama

you ain't sh*t.

Yo, man, what

are we fightin' for?

I don't know, n*gger.

You ready to die?

You're f***ed up, man.

Don't turn your f***in'

back on me, n*gger!

You broke

the f***in' vase, man!

What the f***

is y'all doin', man?

Damn, man!

What the f***?

Messin' up my sh*t, man!

Feed y'all!

Sorry, man. Here!

F*** that money, man!

Look at that sh*t!

I got to tell

my parents--

Shut the f*** up!

All right, that's it!

That's it!

Bishop, I want you and Q

to settle this sh*t

right now!

Come on, y'all.

You're like brothers.

F*** that.

You are brothers!

F*** that.

We used to be like brothers.

All right,

we're going to squash it.

What do you say?

Bishop?

Yeah, it's cool.

All right.

I'm not makin' sense!

You're not makin' sense!

[Doorbell Rings]

You know why?

What?

Uh, how you doin'?

Is Yolanda there?

Who the hell are you?

Hi, Q.

Let him in, Frank.

Have a seat.

I'm just cleaning out

some of Frank's things.

Um, Frank, Q.

Q, Frank.

How you doin'?

Q.

What, did names like

Mustafah and Akbar

become too hard

to spell?

My real name is Quincy,

and I'm not too fond

of that name,

so people call me Q

or GQ, you know,

Iike a nickname,

abbreviation.

Well, uh, Quincy,

shouldn't you be out stealing

hubcaps or something like that?

A**hole.

Excuse me? Speak up.

I can't hearyou, boy.

O.K., Frank, I found it.

Remember these?

Ha ha ha.

What the hell are you laughing at,

you chain snatcher?

Look, who is this kid,

and what is he

doing here?

Frank, don't you think

it's a little late

to try acting

like a husband now?

You're taking this

save-the-children sh*t too far.

Bye.

Just telling you

foryour own good.

Bye, Frank.

I can't express

concern, what?

So that's him, huh?

That's him.

You know, he got a real

attitude problem.

Definitely.

Mmm, baby.

You're sweatin' already.

I been working out.

You don't mind

a little sweat, do you?

I'm deejay Ralph McDaniels here.

\ Hey hey \

\ Yeah yeah \

\ Eh ooh eh ooh \

\ Yeah \

\ Now I lay me

down to sleep \

\ I pray my Lord

my soul to keep \

Mmm.

Want some?

Mm-mmm.

What time is it?

\ I pray my Lord

my soul to take \

Past 1 0:
00.

I got to get

ready for work.

\ Andyou'll be sayin'

daddy to me \

Mmm.

Hmm. Why you playin'

with my spot?

You say you got to

get ready for work.

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