The Heat Page #2

Oh, that's not

the first time, huh?

Yeah, that's him. He's crying because

I'm breaking his f***ing hand.

Oh, she said do it harder.

Ow! All right, Bella.

That's for Bella.

You got to go with

your instincts, Bella.

You're welcome.

She's probably gonna

burn your sh*t today.

You don't understand.

She just had a baby.

There's a lot going on down there.

I'm not gonna touch that!

Why don't you take

your seatbelt off?

Come on, please.

You seem reasonable.

Take your f***ing belt off.

You look like you

got some compassion.

I love the sound

of a guy that...

...after his wife gives him

his fifth f***ing child,

complains about

her messy vagina.

And then you don't want

to f***ing touch her?

I can unlock the door!

Get out of the f***ing car!

Get out of the f***ing car!

Are you kidding me?

Get up against the car.

What is your problem?

You want to do that?

It's hot! The car is hot!

Good! I hope it burns

your f***ing dick off.

Hey, it's Rojas!

My favorite a**hole.

Look what I found.

Did I take some of your business away?

That's a shame.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I just stand on this corner...

...and do my sodukas, okay?

Oh, is that right? First of

all, it's sudoku, dumb-ass.

And you want to tell me that

you're just here coincidentally?

Right in the middle

of all the prostitutes?

Lady, why are you

so obsessed with me?

You should be ashamed,

trying to break down a successful

black man. You racist?

Don't play that race

bullshit card with me!

Nine out of ten guys

I f*** are black guys!

Lady, what you need to do is go down

the road, take a vacation, okay?

And go get your groove back.

Lady, just relax. Chill. Okay?

What is that?

Take off.

That's what I thought.

I'm not

a part of this!

Shut up! Shut up!

Oh, my God!

Oh, it's on.

She's crazy!

Come on, please let me out. I

get really carsick.

Oh, no, that's terrible!

I got him now.

I got him!

You are a meth head!

Oh, my God!

Hey, look who's here!

Yeah, you better run!

Oh, sh*t.

I got him! I got him!

You piece of sh*t, I said stop!

I said stop!

I said stop!

You're crushing my balls!

I hope they f***ing rupture!

Lady, get the f*** off me! What

the hell is wrong with you?

Bella, I'm sorry!

Let me go! Hold still,

you piece of sh*t!

My leg, lady! Let me go!

What is wrong with you?

I'll tell you what's the matter with me!

It's you, piece of sh*t!

Son of a b*tch!

Stop moving!

Leave me alone!

Get off me! Get off me!

Sh*t. OW!

Yeah.

What the hell did

you throw at me?

A watermelon.

A watermelon?

Aw, hell, no! See, I told

you you was a racist.

I tried to hit you with my car.

What's that make me?

Let's see what you got in...

Oh, look at this!

Look at this.

Not even my birthday.

Hey, you planted

that sh*t on me!

Yeah, I planted it.

I'm innocent!

Shut up before I feed you watermelon.

Get up!

Levy?

Federal Agent Sarah Ashburn

from the New York field office.

Hi, how are you?

I need all your files on all

known drug dealers of the area.

Right. We heard

you were coming.

Actually, I was expecting it.

I'll show you to your desk.

Not necessary.

I won't be here long.

I can carry these.

Thank you.

Whoa! Hey! Ashburn!

Oh!

Oh, God!

You okay?

What is it?

Low-end dealer just brought

into the East Boston precinct.

Name's Terrell Rojas.

Oh. Oh, okay.

Good. Thank you very much.

Good luck out there.

It's not about luck, pal.

Not about luck.

Wow.

That was almost cool.

Almost.

Come on, come on.

Ain't gonna f***ing park today?

All right.

Here we go. Finally.

I'm moving in there!

No, don't...

Hey, hey!

No, get back in your car!

Hey, a**hole!

Goddamn it!

FBI.

Hey, you need to sign in.

Captain Woods?

Captain Woods?

Christ.

I'm sorry?

Uh... How can I help you?

Special Agent Sarah Ashburn.

We got intel recently

that you brought in

a dealer by the name

of Terrell Rojas.

Yeah, but Detective Mullins

isn't back from lunch yet.

I'm sure he won't mind.

He's a she, and we're not

allowed to go near her collars.

Let me tell you what I think.

Every second

we're standing here

is interfering with

the federal investigation.

So if you'd be so kind

as to show Mr. Rojas

to an interrogation room.

Thank you.

Special Agent?

This way.

Special Agent.

Special Agent.

Sh*t.

You are looking at

possession with intent...

...which is a class D drug charge,

chapter 94C, section 32A.

I had a joint and a few

little bags of coke.

Since when is

that sh*t illegal?

The answer to your

question is always.

And with your priors...

...you are looking at 25 years

and some pretty stiff fines.

Who the hell cares about fines?

That's 25 years!

Never mind. Let's see

what you make of these.

What I make of them...

...is that somebody doesn't want

somebody else selling on their turf.

But you're still here... and you're alive.

Why is that?

Who you working for?

Nobody.

Who you working for?

Nobody.

Who you working for?

Nobody!

If I tell you,

that's my ass chopped up

into a million

motherfucking pieces!

Goddamn it.

F***er

God. Puss!

Motherf***er!

Everybody's got to f***ing

park in my spot. Goddamn it!

Sh*t! Suit-wearing, god...

Ow, f***!

I said I'm f***ing parking there!

Steal my goddamn f***ing space!

I don't

want you to do time.

I don't want you to get chopped

up into little, tiny...

...mother-F-ing pieces. Oh.

I can protect you. I can.

But you've got to help me.

I can help you.

You'll help me?

Yeah.

Where can I find Julian?

I get my stuff from this b*tch

named Tatiana on Newkirk Avenue.

Can you describe her?

She got brown eyes.

She got some

big-ass breastses.

Big breastses.

Okay.

Can you maybe be a little

bit more specific?

Her breastses is like this.

Okay. Thank you.

That's a shame.

Don't.

Oh! Ha-ha! Oh, yeah!

We're at a comedy party!

Move the f*** out of my way.

Get a room.

Tim, you still owe me $40.

Yeah, tomorrow it's $60!

F***ing dickweed.

Why is the cage empty?

What did I tell you

about moving my prisoners?

He's in interrogation.

Why would he be in interrogation

when I'm standing right here?

They came and got him.

Who's "they"?

It better be two of me.

Is it two of me?

It was a lady.

I'm a lady.

Did I come and get him?

No, it was a different lady.

She was nice.

I'm f***ing nice.

Why was she nice to you?

She made me give her the keys.

I'm gonna make you

f***ing bend over...

...and I'm gonna reach up

your ass into your pocket

and get the keys to your house.

Then I'm gonna drive there...

...come in your front door

and kill you in your sleep.

I think I have a clear idea

of what we're looking for,

and I appreciate your time.

Wow, lady, you're on

a real f***ing roll.

Excuse me?

No, I won't excuse you.

I just spent the last 30 minutes

thinking of ways to kill you.

I'm sorry, when did we meet?

Is this your lawyer?

Are you an insurance salesman?

Do you sell those shitty suits?

I'm Special Agent Sarah Ashburn.

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