LUV
[locusts buzzing]
I FEEL LOST.
I FEEL OKAY.
IT'S A PLACE INSIDE ME...
WHERE I CAN HIDE
FROM EVERYTHING.
- [echoing]
WOODY.
- I DON'T KNOW.
- YES.
YES.
VERY MUCH.
WOODY.
[Woody laughs]
- WOODY!
- [grunts]
[muttering]
I'M THE MAN.
I'MA KILL YOU!
YOU WANNA DIE, RIGHT?
HA HA.
I KNEW IT.
YOU WERE SCARED.
- WOODY.
VINCENT.
[TV in background]
- DANG, UNC.
YOU LOOK LIKE A MILLION DOLLARS.
- OH, YEAH?
THAT'S WHAT'S UP,
LITTLE HOPPER.
- YUP.
- [whispering] THANK YOU.
- [whispering] YOU'RE WELCOME.
- THANKS, MOM.
- YOU'RE WELCOME.
LET'S SAY OUR GRACE.
DEAR GOD...
AND LORD,
TO HIS FAMILY.
AMEN.
PLEASE:
- AMEN.
- WELL, BABY, YOU KNOW
AND...I AIN'T SUPPOSED
- PLEASE?
EVERY SUMMER,
PLEASE.
UNCLE V COULD DRIVE.
- BABY...
YOU HEAR ME?
SHE'S JUST DOWN
IN NORTH CAROLINA TRYING TO...
TRYING TO WORK SOME STUFF OUT.
UNCLE V,
- MA, I NEED YOU TO SIGN THESE.
- I DON'T REALLY UNDERSTAND
WHAT YOU'RE DOING.
SO I CAN GET A LOAN ON A HOUSE
SO I CAN GE MY BUSINESS STARTED.
THAT'S ALL IT IS.
WELL, IF YOU DON'T WORK
YOU DON'T EAT.
DOWN AT UMBC?
FOR NOBODY.
- I GET IT.
[emotional music]
HUH, MAN?
- YUP.
YOU CAN'T SEE
OUT YOUR WINDOW:
NOTHING CAN MESS UP
OUR FLOW:
IF WE BUILD...
TO BE JESUS?
- YEAH.
- JESUS AIN'T BLACK.
- MINE IS.
LOOK LIKE YOU.
- SO WHAT'S UP
I SAW IT.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
- I GET DISTRACTED EASY.
- DISTRACTED?
WHAT YOU DISTRACTED BY?
YOU DON'T LIKE GIRLS.
- I LIKE GIRLS!
IT'S NOT WHETHER YOU LIKE GIRLS.
DO THEY LIKE YOU?
- YEAH, THEY LIKE ME.
ALL THE TIME.
- OH, YEAH?
- HUH?
SHORTIES YOU GOTTA DO SOMETHING.
WHAT YOU DO?
- COMPOSITION?
WHAT?
DRAW PICTURES.
LIKE A COMIC BOOK.
man outside:
YO!- WHAT UP, PIMP?
YOU DREW THAT?
- YEAH.
- ONLY THING,
LOOK AT THIS.
OH!
[laughter]
YOU CAN PUNCH I HARDER THAN THAT.
UGH, UGH, UGH, UGH.
YOUR UNC GOT SOME GUNS ON HIM.
MAN, YOU TALENTED, BOY.
- THANKS.
YOUR HOMEWORK,
YOU FEEL ME?
AT 3:
30, ALL RIGHT?- ALL RIGHT.
- WHO'S THAT?
- KENISHA BARTON.
- UNCLE, PLEASE STOP.
YOU'RE EMBARRASSING ME.
- NO, I AIN'T EMBARRASSING YOU.
YOU'RE EMBARRASSING YOURSELF.
I AIN'T LEAVING
[school bell ringing]
[car horn honking]
ALL THE TIME"?
SPEAK UP!
- YEAH.
YOU AIN'T GOTTA LIE
TO YOUR UNC.
OF NOTHING.
ESPECIALLY NOT NO GIRLS.
YOU WITH ME TODAY.
- FOR REAL?
REAL WORLD SH*T.
- LIKE WHAT?
HANDLE YOUR BUSINESS
ACROSS THE BOARD.
- YEAH.
- LIKE A BODYGUARD?
- SORTA.
- ALL RIGHT.
- FIRST THINGS FIRST,
COSMO!
- IT'S VINCENT.
- VINCENT WHO?
- VINCENTVINCENT, MAN.
- OH, VINCENT!
[laughing]
[buzzer]
- I'M TALKING ABOUT FRIDAY NIGH OR MONDAY MORNING.
- NAH, I NEED THIS TODAY.
SOME BUSINESS.
- ALL RIGHT.
IN SOME FINE THREADS.
AND BOOTED,
- GOOD. JUST A LITTLE DIFFERENT,
THAT'S ALL.
LIKE A LITTLE BUSINESSMAN.
- HA.
SO, UH...
SO EARLY?
GRANDMA SAID I'D BE IN COLLEGE
- NAH, MAN.
MOTHERFUCKIN' JUDGE
GAVE ME 20 YEARS,
IN THERE ANYWAY?
HE SAY PEOPLE WANT YOU KILLED.
- NO.
- WAS MY FATHER SCARED OF YOU?
- MAN, YOU ASKIN'
A LOTTA QUESTIONS.
ONE FOR BROADS.
- THANKS!
- ALL RIGHT, SHORTY.
LOOK.
WHEN WE COME THROUGH, DON'T BE
I GET RESPECT.
man:
WHAT UP, PIMP?- HEY, HOMIE.
- HEY, HEY!
HEY, MY MAN!
- WHAT'S UP?
- WHAT'S UP?
HOW YOU BEEN?
- ARE YOU GOOD?
- YEAH, YOU KNOW
I'M GOOD, YOU KNOW?
ARE YOU GOOD?
NIGGAS BANKED ME, JACK.
- YEAH?
- YEAH, MAN.
JUMPED ON ME.
BUT I'MA GET THEM
MOTHERFUCKAS.
THEY IS,
AND I KNOW JUST WHERE THEY AT.
- YO, WOOD, THIS IS COFIELD.
- HEY, WHAT'S UP, SHORTY?
YOU WANT ONE OF THESE OYSTERS?
- HE DEFINITELY AIN'T READY
FOR THAT.
SOMETHING.
WOOD.
WHO THAT?
- THAT'S KINK.
BOYS.
THEY PEEPING YOU 'CAUSE YOU GO THAT TIGHT-ASS SUIT ON,
LOOKING LIKE YOU A DETECTIVE.
THAT'S ALL.
- YEAH.
ASKING ABOUT ME,
YOU DON'T KNOW NOTHING,
HEAR?
- MAN, THEY AIN'T YOUR PROBLEM.
NOW, FISH BEEN LOOKING
FOR YOUR ASS.
SHAKING PEOPLE UP.
SPECULATION IS...
THEY DON'T KNOW HOW YOU GOT OUT.
AND YOU KNOW HOW FISH GET DOWN
WHEN HE UNCOMFORTABLE.
- WHAT'D YOU SAY?
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