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It's time for you to stop

and take a look at the big picture,

'cause I'm about to fire your ass.

Oh, sh*t! You're gonna fire me?

Mom! Don't fire me. Please, Mom. I'm sorry.

Yeah, you're always sorry.

Sit your sorry ass down.

But this time I mean it. I'm dead serious.

You will never hear a negative thing

about me ever, ever, ever again, Mom.

Please, I need this job.

Yeah. And I need it, too,

but you're making me look bad.

Please. Please, Mom. I'm your son.

What you gonna do?

You're gonna throw me out on the street?

You're gonna throw your only son

out on the street, Mom? Please?

Mommy. Mommy?

- One more time, you hear me?

- No more times. How about that?

If I get one call about you, you are fired!

Better you than me.

You know, I think that's fair, Mommy.

Don't mommy me. Look at Eric.

Yes, Eric.

Does Eric live at home with his momma?

- No.

- No.

Eric comes in here on time to do his work,

to take care of business.

You're absolutely right, Mom.

And you know what? It's getting late,

so I need to get

these packages out before...

And if I get one call about you, just one...

Mom, you're not gonna get

any more complaints. That's it.

Get out of my office.

- I love you.

- Get out of my office!

- Man, this is some bullshit.

- You scared?

- Who?

- You.

I ain't scared of nobody.

When this motherf***er wake up,

he gotta get the f*** out of here.

You're gonna laugh about it.

You can get the f*** out of here right now.

I'm not going nowhere. I done paid

a couple of bills up in this b*tch.

Y'all motherfuckers need to learn

how to earn your keep around here.

Hell, yeah, I'm tired of being the only

motherf***er get the jobs around here.

Try to make it so

three motherfuckers could eat.

We can't even pay the rent.

Yeah, we pretty much

done did everything there is...

I mean, if you're running a store,

all you can get is a G?

Then you gotta try to

split that sh*t three ways.

And, look, I'm sorry. I think my life is worth

more than $300, you know what I'm saying?

I mean,

the way y'all motherfuckers out here now,

we run up on these drug dealers,

it's too dangerous,

- 'cause y'all say my name so much.

- I got it, Guch!

I hear Guch, Guch, Guch, Guch, Guch,

Guch, Guch.

Let's play a game, man. Guch.

Hey, yo, my man. Elevator work?

Well, sometimes.

Ain't this about a b*tch?

- Hey, daddy.

- Yeah!

Hey, catch me.

What? What?

You gotta be kidding me.

The elevator works?

Yeah, man, sometimes.

You can't f*** with me.

You can't f*** with me.

I'll punch that little tight-ass T-shirt

off of you.

Who the man now? Who the man now?

Hold that. Yeah. Hold that.

- Go, go, go, go, go.

- I'm on your ass, boy.

I'm on your ass, boy. Hold this.

Package for Gonzales!

Lazy motherfuckers.

Yo!

What the f*** you knocking

like the police for, man?

Package for Gonzales.

Yeah.

It's heavy.

I'm gonna need you to sign.

If you can sign right there, it'll be great.

You know you smell like weed, right?

Mmm-hmm.

All right, bro.

No, I got my hands full.

Leo, you get anything today?

- Nope.

- You're sure?

Yep.

Son of a b*tch.

What's up? Nothing?

Maybe it's just late.

It'll probably just come tomorrow.

Yeah. And who the hell

is gonna sign for it tomorrow? Not me.

The Feds are probably all over that sh*t.

You know, I can't believe

you gave them this address.

You wasn't here. He just called up

and he asked for an address. I didn't know.

Exactly.

"I don't know." That's what you say.

He probably didn't even send it,

and you're here spazzing out for no reason.

I know he did.

He gave me the tracking number

and everything. It's right here.

Call him and have him track it.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I don't wanna make him nervous.

You track it.

Come on, baby, I need you to do this.

Please. Please. Please.

Oh, yeah. Got you.

- Okay.

- You got me?

Mmm-hmm. Give me the number.

I'll track it for you.

I'm just gonna stay here

in case anything comes.

But as soon as you find out anything

hurry back,

because I need to know what's up.

To track a package, press one.

- F***. What the hell are you doing?

- You said track it!

Not from the house phone. Are you crazy?

Go to a pay phone.

Watch who you're talking to, Jess.

I'm not one of your little flunkies.

- And you're here burning my f***ing eggs.

- Do you even know what all this means?

No, Jess, what does it mean?

What does it mean?

- Our spot is hot because of you.

- Our spot is hot.

How is our spot hot?

We've been caught with sh*t before.

Not here. And this ain't no small sh*t

they're gonna let slide.

Mira, this could be the last day of your life.

F*** those eggs.

- Now, pick it up!

- F*** you!

All right. F*** you, Jess!

Go ahead!

And it's Jesus to you, b*tch!

Your mother is the b*tch! Okay?

Get the f*** out of here!

I'm a beast!

You refer to me as the champ, boy.

What is this?

I don't know.

Hassie brought that bullshit in here.

Hassie!

You see what I'm saying

about this motherf***er?

This is how we gonna end up, man.

Smoke, sh*t, sleep.

Yeah. What's up with this, though?

You got that knife? Open this.

This motherf***er heavy, man.

Did you order this sh*t?

- Sh*t, what is this?

- I don't know what the hell that is.

Oh! Sh*t!

What the f***?

God.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Man. Come on, man.

I know... I know this ain't what I think it is.

- Oh, my God.

- Hold on, man.

- I'll be damned. Hold on. Hold on.

- Is this what I think it is?

I got to be motherfucking dreaming.

It's gotta be that. Hell, yeah.

- Sh*t, I can't believe this.

- Is it the thing?

It's the thing?

Is it?

- It is! Holy f***. Holy. Holy. Holy.

- Yes! Yes! Yes!

- Am I dreaming this?

- Yes.

No, no, no. This is too much like a dream.

- Where did this come from?

- God sent that.

- God, man. What's on the box?

- I don't know.

But, man, this is a blessing, man.

We ain't got no money.

Damn!

- This some Cali sh*t.

- They sent this sh*t to us.

Sh*t. They sent it to us. Now it's mine. Sh*t.

- Mine, too.

- Wait a minute. Apartment 303?

Oh, sh*t! Dude, that's them Puerto Rican

dudes across the hall.

We should have been and hit them.

They was getting it like that?

And I want that b*tch they got over there.

You know what?

We need to clean this sh*t up.

God! I can't believe it.

I'm getting a new Escalade.

They're gonna come over here for sure

looking for this sh*t.

If they do, tell them we took this sh*t

back to the station.

I'm telling you, I'm selling ounces,

quarter ounces, eight balls, 50s, 20s.

Put the trash in that.

You hear me right this time?

- Throw the trash in that.

- I hear you.

About 10 bricks.

There's 10 of them.

Look at them. Solid.

- Three, four...

- What's up with him?

He's asleep, man.

You snooze, you lose, man.

You know what, matter of fact?

We'll tell him it was three,

we'll give him one.

We'll split nine.

This is your boy anyway.

We're getting money. We're getting money.

We're getting money. We're getting money.

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