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- I'm just here for the tickets.

- Oh, you that silly motherf***er

that called me with the sexy-ass voice.

Yo, last two I got, man.

Don't f***ing put

your sausage fingerprints all over them.

All right? It depreciates the value.

Are these really VIP?

I mean, I know it says it on the tickets,

but there's a lot of,

like, fake VIPs going around...

Oh, okay.

I bet you think all Asian people bootleg

DVDs, Louis bags, concert tickets?

Racist motherf***er.

Get out of here. Give my tickets back.

I've never bought a fake Louis bag,

so, I wouldn't know what the ethnicity

of that person would be, really.

I don't... You know?

I've heard it's a specific type.

No, no. No, no.

I just, you know...

- No.

- [chuckles]

What the f*** are you laughing at?

Yo, what's your problem?

You really want me to say it?

Every time we say we're gonna...

you have something going on.

- What's the Wi-Fi here?

- I don't take care of that p*ssy?

It's okay. I have LTE.

[scoffs]

Okay. Yeah, you start some sh*t,

but you can't finish it

when sh*t gets real, right? You scared.

You scared, right?

Jay, I'm not the one that's scared.

Now get the f*** out of my way.

You touch me again, we have a problem.

- Hey, hey, take it easy.

- Get the f*** off of me.

- A**hole.

- Let's try Ujjayi breathing.

Inhale through the nose,

exhale through the mouth,

- like to fog up a window.

- [cell phone rings]

- Can I use your bathroom?

- Yo, down the hall, man.

What the f*** do you want?

[lock clicks]

What's up, baby? What's up?

- Ain't sh*t. F*** him. F*** him.

- [banging on door]

- Yo, what's up, man?

- [Jay] Yo, what you doing in there?

- I'm just finishing up.

- I gotta bounce, so, hurry the f*** up.

Make sure he pays for the tickets.

I gotta drop this off real quick.

Hey, yo.

Make sure he pays for the tickets.

I'm talking to you.

I heard you the first time. Jesus.

- What did I just say to do?

- I'll get him to pay for the tickets.

Great.

Thank you for treating me

like a f***ing adult. [Grunts]

[groans]

[water runs, then stops]

Oh, what the f***?

Oh, sh*t.

What the f***?

Where's Jay?

He had to step out.

You want these tickets?

Uh... Yeah,

I just actually got a call from work,

- and I gotta work the double.

- That sucks.

I was just kidding what I said before

about the Lambo thing.

What?

Remember when I was like,

"Oh, I wanna get a Range Rover or a Lambo

or something that'd fit my character."

I was just kidding.

I would never buy any of those cars.

Not 'cause I think they're douchey,

just 'cause, like, I can't afford 'em.

Kind of a douche already.

Did you laugh?

Pretty sure that was a laugh.

[chuckles]

See, I'm not that bad

when you give me a chance, right?

Um...

So, are you gonna go

to the concert later or...?

Uh... I don't know.

I might go with one of my girls.

You should give me a call if you do.

Um...

I saw this in a movie once.

- What happened after?

- He gets killed by her boyfriend.

Fingers crossed

it works out better for you.

[Danny] Could've used a little more luck

last night.

- I'll say that much for sure.

- [man] No f***ing kidding.

Dodgers had to break their winning streak

the night I bet on them.

F***ing bullshit, but whatever.

Win some, lose some.

Yeah, you're sh*t out of luck.

I'll be there in an hour.

Oh, word, you're coming over, bro?

- Can you bring me, like, a baggie?

- Baggie?

You got my three racks, fool?

I got so many racks,

I ought to open a Home Depot.

- Feel me?

- Yeah, we'll see about that.

Sh*t.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sh*t.

[Danny] Come on, man. Don't... Sh*t.

Jay, don't...

Come on, don't do this, bro.

F***ing economy's bullshit.

Jay, hey.

I didn't know you were coming so soon.

That's, uh...

Anybody ever tell you

you're really prompt?

It's a great quality. It's a great, good.

Means you're considerate and, like,

that means that you must come from,

like, you know...

You must've been raised

in a really nice family.

You know? You gotta come from good stock.

Let's do business now.

So, that's all you. That's...

That's you right there.

What the f*** is that?

I know, I know.

It's... That's... It's for the coke.

And I was gonna pay you the $3,000 later.

So, let me get this straight,

'cause maybe I'm a little slow today.

You expect me to drive all the way

back from the valley

to get the rest of my money,

you delinquent f***?

You know what?

You're taking the 405, that's the problem.

If you take Coldwater...

You're telling me my problem

is I'm using my Waze app wrong?

You know what happens

when you don't have my money?

Yes, I remember very clearly.

Looks like I have a C-section scar.

Thanks for that.

So, I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Do you have all my motherfucking money?

Yes, I do. Not now.

But I will have it later.

I have a lot of things moving around now,

and I will have it by 1:00 at the latest.

Swear to God.

Latest.

One o'clock.

Did I say 1? I meant 12.

At the latest, 11...

thirty.

Or now.

Let me get...

I'm gonna get you some money right now.

Yeah?

Want a Kombucha, or something?

Hook you up? You good?

[Greg] Next customer in line, please.

- All right, you got your...

- This register is closed. Take this stuff.

- Go, go. Go away.

- Hey, Danny. What's up?

Aisle Three needs some extra fifties

and singles and sh*t.

- Okay. Let me tally up this register.

- No, just give me whatever's there.

Doesn't matter. I'll count in the office.

- Want the change?

- No, I don't need change.

The only change I'd like is

in your damn attitude.

- Okay.

- [mouths] What?

[Danny] Brooke, tally up the receipts,

except Greg's, I just took money out.

- Okay, calm down.

- You calm down. I'm calm.

I'm calm as a motherfucking cucumber.

Eight hundred.

Nine hundred.

Thousand. I got a thousand dollars.

That's a thousand dollars for you

right here.

Stand up.

- Why? Come on.

- Stand the f*** up.

- I got $1000 for you. Don't do this.

- Stand the f*** up. Get the f*** up.

I took the old-school SATs.

You know the 1600 one?

That's really good, man.

I didn't even take the SATs.

I bet your ass thinks I got

a perfect 800 score in math, right?

No, I don't... I didn't think anything.

Man, I'm colorblind

when it comes to stereotypes.

I thought you were Lithuanian.

Here's our options.

A, maybe I'm not good at math,

and this is my fault.

Or, B, - Ow.

You're really good at math,

and you'll teach me something new today

and give me a reason why I shouldn't

shoot one of your f***ing nuts off.

- Now, how much did I say you owe me?

- Three thousand.

And how much do you have on you right now?

Well, a thousand.

No. Don't do that, man. Give me an hour.

You know I'm good for it.

You know I'm good for it, bro.

An hour.

[Danny] Just give me three grand.

What's the big deal?

I know you need it. I need it more.

I'm not...

No, I'm not gambling again, you idiot.

I'll pay you back.

All right, forget it. F*** you, Ma.

Hope you like retirement homes.

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