Lottery Ticket Page #2

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He the last person l wanna see.

Keep the thugs in jail.

You know what l'm saying?

Stacie!

Hey!

Boy, you know you're late, right?

What, l'm supposed to wait

ror you rorever?

Why you always down my back?

You got a watch,

you act like you can't tell time.

Could you stop arguing? Please?

Know what l'm saying? Come down here.

l'll be down in a second.

While you sitting in bumper-to-bumper

traffic in your Brigatti

-Bugatti.

-Bugatti.

Flying over that joint in all

state-of-the-art equipment...

...leather interior, GPS.

Even a PlayStation with

the plasma screen with a beat.

And l can't forget the feet up with

them 24-inch gold spinners on there.

lt would kill y'all!

Nigga, you can't put rims on a helicopter.

Ain't got no damn wheels!

Broke people. Look at them.

What you talking about, broke?

There's a man that knows something.

Ask Kevin.

Tell me, if you won the lottery,

would you rather get a sports car...

...or would you get a helicopter?

l don't even play the lottery.

Don't answer that.

Why?

lt's designed to keep poor people poor

by selling them false dreams.

Man, y'all know that.

Somebody give him a bow tie

and a bean pie.

-lt's Obama in the house.

-What is wrong with you?

Are you serious?

You in Rainbow PUSH yourself?

Come on.

Martin Luther King,

can you pick one?

-Just pick it.

Just one. Not rocket science.

Helicopter.

Oh!

-What?

-That's what l'm talking about.

Why make him think you can have

a helicopter in the projects?

-Can y'all clear the way?

We're good, we're good.

l am very disappointed in you.

See, there goes chocolate drop,

chocolate drop, chocolate drop.

Look at you, darling. Lookie.

-She turn 18 yet?

-Stop it. Just stop it right now.

-What the hell you hit me for?

-Stop it now.

l'm saying you don't got a job.

-And? What?

-l got a job.

-You got a job?

-Hell, yeah.

Benny, please.

You ain't got no daggone job.

God.

l told you the smuts was out today.

You need to holler at Nikki Swayze

before l do.

-Are y'all coming or what?

-What am l gonna say to Nikki?

l don't know. Ask her for her

Social Security number or something.

-lt's your chance.

All right.

Get it.

Hey. Um....

Nikki.

Hey, um, look. Ahem. Nice dog.

l was just wondering if, like...

...you wasn't doing nothing

Hello? So now we gotta be late to work

just so he could talk to her?

Yep. Stop hating.

Well, l saw you during graduation.

You might not have saw me.

Because l was sitting in the back.

You know? But l was there.

-You always got me, Stacie.

-You know what? What the hell?

-But l was

-Do me a favor, Devin?

-Yeah. What you need?

-Throw that away.

Thanks, Devin.

lt's - It's Kevin.

-What's up, baby?

-Hey, how you doing?

Get in the car, baby.

-Come on, girl.

She gave you doo-doo.

You were supposed to get

the number, not doo-doo.

What's up, now?

Why they keep looking at us like that?

Your baby cousins?

They, like, the same size. That's so cute.

K-Ci and JoJo. Hey, man, you can't

get no girl in no Foot Locker shirt.

Ooh, yeah

Hey.

Go make the 'hood look good.

Hey, l wear size 12.

See, man, she likes this corny-ass Giovanni.

This corny ass.

Dog, there go Lorenzo.

-Don't even look at him. Just keep walking.

All right.

Ain't no thing, we got places to go.

Get your b*tch ass over here, slim.

And bring Mr. Foot Locker with you.

-l think he saw me.

-Because you looked at him.

Y'all don't have to go over there.

-Come on, man.

Damn.

What's up, Lorenzo?

How was your vacation?

They got cell phones in prison now.

You should've hit me up.

You know what l'd do to

a b*tch like you in my ''cellie''?

Huh?

Huh?

l'll make you snuggle up with me

at night.

And l'll squeeze you.

l squeeze you.

l squeeze you.

And l squeeze you!

Next time, it's your rib cage.

You feel me?

All right, let's go.

-l'm sorry.

Bring your ass, let's go.

Hey, Foot Locker.

-What's up?

-When them new Jordans drop?

-They dropped Wednesday. What's good?

-Oh, word?

-Yeah.

-All right.

Hook us up with three pairs.

-Each.

-''Each''?

We'll be by later to pick them up.

Hook you up?

-As in, like, hook you up?

-Just spit it out, Rain Man. What?

-You buying them?

-lf l was gonna buy them...

...what l need you for?

He got you. Don't worry about that.

Yo, think before you speak. Okay?

l blame the school systems, really.

No child left behind?

You left behind, Negro.

Close your mouth.

We got all the shoes you need.

-Get off the court.

-We out.

-We got him.

''We''? Dude, that's me.

You don't work at Foot Locker, nigga.

Where my ball at?

You just got me killed.

You might as well grab the gun,

put it to my head and pull the trigger.

lt's too hot to be picking up some shoes.

Lorenzo's a b*tch.

He ain't gonna pick up them shoes.

-Free Jordans?

-Oh, yeah, you're right.

And you, you lucky.

You get to go off to college

while we're stuck here.

You know what? Don't start.

Man, you need to speak for yourself, bro.

l'll be rich.

l have my business plans

plotted out right now.

You could still apply to design school

if you really wanted to, Kevin.

Yeah, l can,

but design school costs money.

Besides, if l go,

who gonna watch my grandmother?

Other than Jesus, l'm all she got.

And right now Jesus ain't

paying the rent. Straight up.

He ain't gonna show up, Kev.

Fourteen minutes and 32 seconds late

there, Kevin.

That's coming out of your paycheck.

Heh, heh.

Yeah, l figured that.

For someone who has his aspirations

on being assistant manager...

...you're not showing me much.

There's more to the job

than just knowing about shoes.

Remember that.

-Man.

-You like what you see?

Man, them joints is crazy.

-How much are those?

-About 5000.

-Five thousand what? Dollars?

-Yep.

You gotta be kidding me.

For some sneakers?

Hold on. They're not just sneakers.

These are Clark Kent limited-edition

Air Force 1s.

The mesh, that's all original.

From the original Air Force Highs

that dropped in 1982.

Look at the elephant print

from the original Retro Jordan Ill's.

Yeah, he put up big numbers

against Bird in those.

l'll get them one day.

Man, they're just shoes.

Yeah, all right. Well, maybe to you...

...but not to me.

Can l get some help?

Can somebody help me, please?

-Can somebody service this customer?

-l can, sir.

l can service you, sir. How -? Um....

What can l do you for? Heh, heh, heh.

Not you.

Him.

-No.

-Uh, Kevin?

Come here.

Be right with you.

Keep your eye on them.

They look like riffraff.

Man, you have no idea.

Fellas, what can l help y'all with?

Y'all want the T-shirt?

Shut up.

Give me some 12s, some 13s, all right?

Black joints with the swoosh on the side.

And l know they got them because l called

to make sure when they was in stock.

Usually l work the register. l didn't

Will you go get the shoes? Chop-chop.

Hey, check it out, man.

lf those don't fit, there's another

Foot Locker you can go to.

-No, they fit.

-All right.

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