Kid Cannabis Page #2
Then all I have is a 20.
Huh? We got a deal, Nate?
Thank you. There you go, sir.
Let me grab that.
It's a write-Off.
Now, shouldn't you be toodling
off back to pizza base camp?
Hmm?
Good to meet you, Nate.
Say hi to the big-Titted
redhead for me.
Girls!
We got pie.
Woo!
It was like I'd been living
my entire life in a fog,
And that night
it finally lifted.
Like Donald trump says,
"If you want to make money,
stick with what you love and know."
Hey.
Oh, hey, ma. You're late.
Yeah. Some yuppies
ran out on their bill,
And randy made me wash dishes
to cover their check.
Sucks.
Hey. You need to get
some sleep.
Good night, mom.
Good night, baby.
Yes? Okay.
Tom? Tom.
Mr. Loya can see you now.
First office to your right.
Thank you.
Come in.
Come in.
Close the door there, yeah.
I'm Joe Loya.
Hi. Tom Clark. Pleasure.
Take it off.
Take what off?
The mask.
Okay.
I'm... I'm sorry.
I didn't want to be seen.
I'm a little nervous.
Sorry. Didn't mean
to weird you out.
So?
So.
What can I do for you today?
Uh, marijuana.
I have a friend who...
Kind of a friend,
That he or she
May-May-May be interested
In, uh, in the business.
So, you want to know
how much time you would do
If you get popped dealing weed.
Um, not-Not dealing.
Transporting.
Not-Not me, though.
Trafficking?
Yeah, but once again,
not me, my friend.
Maybe. Well,
there are a lot of variables.
How much weight? Are you
crossing state lines?
Are you carrying a firearm?
Is this a federal case or a state case?
If it's a state case,
which state and who's the judge?
Do you have any priors?
The critical element in
whether you walk away
Or you're there to stay is
have you stashed enough money
To pay my fee?
Oh. Okay.
How much weed do you think
was sold in America last year?
I don't know. Not enough.
Come on, man. How much?
Two million pounds.
No.
Fifty million pounds?
No. No.
I don't know. How much?
All of it.
I mean, the market is huge.
It's infinite.
And you know who sells the sweetest,
dankest purple-Hair buds
In the whole western world?
What's with the 20 freaking questions?
Dude, man, Canada. Every ma and
pa kettle in Canada's a grower.
You want to know why?
No, Nate. Enlighten me.
If you get caught growing,
slap on the wrist. Nobody gives a sh*t.
It's like a speeding ticket
or an overdue library book.
We don't live in Canada.
It's a hundred miles away, dude.
The border's wide open.
The border's n...
If the border's wide open, why
did Ronnie price get popped
With a half a pound coming home from
a hockey tournament in Vancouver?
Dumbass, I'm not talking about
driving it across the border.
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about walking across the
5,000 miles they're not watching.
You think that they're not watching.
I know they're not watching.
Okay. My dad says if anyone
deals with drugs,
You better get rich quick,
because you're gonna get caught in the end.
Oh, yeah? You know
what my dad says?
Nothing, 'cause I don't have one,
so I gotta make it on my own.
I'm talking about pot here.
Thomas Jefferson
and George Washington grew it.
Columbus's sails were made out of it.
I mean, even the first pair of levis
Were made out of it, man.
You talk so much sh*t for a kid
Who didn't graduate high school.
I'm saying we could
bring in a few pounds,
Offload it in, what, five
and a half seconds?
Get the 50 large we need
to open that custom bike shop
We've always been talking about.
Keep it small, just between us.
In and out, short and sweet,
we eat and treat.
Yeah, but you know how much time
we would do if we got caught?
I know exactly how much time.
Keep it under five pounds,
no weapons, no priors?
We'd do a year. Be out
in four months.
Wow. You've been chewing
on this for a while, huh?
Yeah, a while.
Pop that p*ssy full of poppy
lunch at nobu bring hot sake
go with me on Kawasaki's
Do you even know
where we're going?
North. This way.
Come on.
So that's it, huh?
That's the border?
There's got to be a camera or some
motion detectors or some sh*t.
Let's find out.
On my three.
One, two, three, go.
What the hell?
Sorry, sorry, my foot got stuck.
Yeah, let's go again. Ready?
One, two, three, go.
I'd never ran as fast
as I did that day.
We ran like Kenyan
track stars on meth.
Like we were being chased by H.I.V-Positive,
flesh-Eating zombies on motocross bikes.
We were just waiting
for the sirens to go off,
The helicopters to come
swooping out of the sky,
For the lasers and ninjas
with searchlights.
Waiting for all the sh*t
to fly out of the sky,
But surprise, surprise,
It never did.
What do you think?
I have no idea, man.
Is it Canada?
Could be.
Can't see any f***ing cars.
F*** it. Let's go. Come on.
Where the f*** are we?
Dude.
What?
It's in kilometers.
So?
We're in Canada, man!
Really?
Yes!
Wait. Go.
We needed startup capital,
So we went back to the lake
and found a sunken jet boat
In, like, ten seconds.
The magic boat that no one
thought really existed.
Some sucker peeled off
the 1800 we were asking,
And boom, boom, boom,
we were knocking at the door
Of the "a" room.
Financing in place,
Route laid out.
Now, to get higher, all we
needed was a supplier.
Just be cool. Just
keep it cool, buddy.
You all right?
Yeah, yeah, I'm good. I got this.
Besides, we don't have
anything on us, so we're fine.
Relax. I've got it
under control.
Hello.
See some I.D.
Sure. Not-Not a very
good looking picture.
Dude, shut up.
You as well.
Here you go.
Did you check the N.C.I.C.?
Where you boys headed?
Canada.
What part of Canada?
The inside part. Creston.
Yeah.
We're just going to visit some friends.
Any drugs or alcohol
in the vehicle?
Oh, no. I mean, we sold them
all to get this sweet ride.
Zero to sixty in three days.
You feel?
Dude.
Take the left on your way out. Pull over
into the secondary inspection area.
Really?
Do I look like I'm joking?
Shut up.
All right.
I'm sorry. The f*** is wrong with you,
trying to be funny?
It was a dumb joke.
Trying to be a f***ing comedian.
You're not funny.
It's pathetic. I'm sorry.
Get your sweaty sh*t together, man.
I'm not doing this with you
If you're gonna be a f***ing idiot.
I'm nervous, okay?
Well, just shut up,
don't say anything.
Step out of the car, please.
Everything okay? Yep, just head to
the front of the vehicle, please.
All right.
There's nothing
in the f***ing car, right?
Nothing.
You sure?
I'm positive.
All right.
What's this, guys?
Uh, that's a paintball gun, sir.
Why just one?
I don't-I don't play
paintball, sir.
All right, guys. Empty
your pockets
For me, please, on the table.
I need you to take your socks
and shoes off, please.
Probably smell bad, but...
Shirts and shorts
for me, please.
Ahh.
This is the fun part.
Which way?
Let me see. We go...
It says 3.7 miles
To the main road.
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