The Land

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- Do you even care

about your future?

I... I mean..

35 days absent.

There is no way we can pass you.

No way.

Hey, Cisco, we are here for

the same thing every time.

What are you doing with your

time?

- Yeah, I..

Babe, I'm on my way home now.

- Did you hear what I just said?

- Yeah, yeah, I heard you.

- Alright, then look at me

when I'm talkin' to you

and take your feet

down off my desk.

Now, look, I know you don't care

about your diploma

but you are close

to finishing your trade.

- To be a mechanic. Bullshit.

- Better than being a bum.

- So what did you say

were my choices, again?

- Automotive technology.

Auto repair.

Auto manufacturing.

- F*** my life.

- What?

- Hmm?

- Huh?

- I didn't say anything.

- Nursing... Culinary.

- F***ing kid's

in front of the car.

- Finally passed

all your classes.

That's some big deal.

You got one more year and you

will be a certified welder.

- Yay.

- You have to do something

with your life, Cisco.

What are you good at?

- Hey! Yo! Go home!

Go the f*** home!

Get out of the street.

Yo, get the f*** out of..

- What are you doing?

Put your mask back on, bro.

- I can't breathe

with this sh*t.

- Get that motherf***er

out of there, bro.

Get that motherf***er

out of there. Let's go!

- Junior, what the f***,

you can't drive.

- Shut the f*** up, Patty.

Shut the f*** up.

Get in the whip!

Get in the whip!

- Come on, come on, come on.

- You talking about gears?

It's a automatic, fool!

- Shut the f*** up, bro!

- This ain't no stick!

This ain't no stick!

That's a red light.

That's a red light.

- Stop touching

the steering wheel!

- You're about to

f***ing kill us, man!

- Yo!

This camera's dope.

But we could record

our tricks on this.

- Yo, come on, bro,

I'm trying to get to the crib.

- Yo, Patty!

Uh..

Bro, that's the ugliest sh*t

I've ever seen.

- Aw, hell no!

- Yo, junior, stop playin', man,

- you a hater.

- Yo, Cisco.

Seventy-five.

- Seventy-five bucks?

- Yo, take it or leave it, man.

- This car's a 95, mint shape.

You can get like

a stack for the body.

- Engine's full...

- Who is this f***ing kid?

The car's old, it's busted.

- You playing us, abi-kadabi?

- Yo, Cisco, man,

who am I dealin' with?

You or your crew?

- Come on, Hassan.

- Yo, take it or leave it.

- That's f***ed up, dude.

- Better car...

Better pay, boys.

- On the real, Cisco

we can't keep doin'

this sh*t for chump change.

- It's better than nothin'.

- But he smells funny.

- I don't care

if he smells funny.

Your job is to make

the customer happy.

Baby, just don't

do it on my bed.

- I mean, how are you

gonna be happy when..

- I know, I know.

I know, baby.

- What's up, grandma?

Oh!

- You buy groceries?

- You miss daddy?

- Hmm.

- You miss daddy, hm?

- Really?

School lunches?

- What's up, pops?

- Hey.

What's up, boy?

- Mama left you

some food on the stove.

- And the welding masks,

they comin' in next week.

Mm-hmm.

- Oh, sh*t, not here, come on.

Let's go this way. Alright.

Oh, sh*t. Oh!

- Hey, what's up, girl?

- Three dollars, you could take

her home and keep her, huh?

- What's up, slick?

- Whaddup?

- You're gonna get fired.

- Sh*t, I wish.

I hate this f***ing job.

If I had young ones,

I would have dang quit.

You got pancakes and milk,

but no syrup?

How you gonna eat

these dry-ass pancakes..

With water?

Slide $7.50, man.

Want a bag?

- Aye, Cisco the kid.

What's up?

- Harry bush tits, whaddup?

- Sh*t, man.

Just trying to get

this bus fare.

Sh*t.

Appreciate you, bro.

Appreciate you.

Brent! Yo, Brent!

- Yo!

- Wassup, Brent.

- Bush tits, wassup?

- Oh, my man, wassup?

- What the f*** is this?

- I got more though.

- A dollar?

- What's your name again?

- Aye, Cisco, get away

from the window, man.

Get the f*** away

from the window!

Every summer, they want

to while the f*** out, man.

Punk-ass bikers.

- Bro.

- I don't want to be a janitor.

- Man, you don't

got to do nothing.

Don't let anybody control you.

- What?

- My mom used to say that sh*t.

- That's 'cause

your mom was the sh*t.

- You know what we gotta do?

Get sponsored this summer.

Start skating for money.

- Dawg, that'd be sick.

- I'm f***ing tired

of Cleveland.

I'm tired of these long winters

of skating in basements.

Man, I want to go somewhere

with no rules.

We can chill, shred all day..

Like Cali.

- Skate by the beach..

Design my own boards.

Get two bad b*tches pregnant.

- What?

- Hello. Hello!

Dude, I can hear you laughin'.

Give me my car back!

I'm gonna come find you

f***ing kids.

- Can't catch me. Oh, okay.

I see you! I see you!

- Oh, my god.

Be careful, this plate's hot.

Come on, guys, stop.

Sit down and eat.

Eat fast, alright.

You're running late.

And you.

Just because you bought food

doesn't mean you can

turn this into a hotel, alright?

Thank you.

Does your uncle

even know you're here?

- You know, he's not my uncle.

- Junior, come on,

you're gonna be late for school!

- You know,

it's the last day, right?

- So?

- Stacey, here,

go wake up your brother.

Go.

Why the shitty attitude?

- Place is a prison.

It's whack.

- Yeah, well, too bad, alright.

That's your school.

No, look at me.

I'm counting on you

to take care of junior, alright?

He looks up to you.

- Aye, Stacey!

- Sit down and eat.

Get dressed.

I gotta go.

Don't forget your snacks, okay.

Alright, I'm running late.

Bye, guys.

- Mom, I get no kiss?

- You just make sure

your sister goes to school.

- It's gonna be sunny today.

Oh, sh*t!

- Man, check this out.

- Sh*t. Yo!

I don't know if we're just allowed

to be walking through here, bro.

This has gotta be

private property.

- Boobie, stop being a b*tch.

- Damn, bro, this sh*t is weird!

- Alright, let's go, pussies.

What you got, c?

Uh!

Whoo! Whoo!

F***ing c, bro!

Cisco's killin' 'em

on the f***in' low.

- This is suicide.

- Hey, you wanna

get sponsored, right?

- Cisco, bro! I'm rolling!

Cisco, you're insane, bro!

- Good!

- Guys, I totally got that...

- Oh, sh*t! Cops! Cops!

- Hey! Hey!

Hey, don't-don't move!

Hey!

- Stop, stop, stop, stop!

Get off me!

Hey! What the f***?

- Yo, is that Brent?

- Yeah.

- Thought he dropped out.

- What you want my

real name for?

Just call me Patty cake.

We gotta make some money.

- Well, you can help Hassan

with a better car.

- Man, f*** Hassan.

- You got a better idea?

- There's gotta be

something, you know.

- You can get

a job at McDonald's.

- But you can't get no b*tches

smelling like French fries.

- Hmm, pull some fat b*tches.

- I know where the cafeteria is.

I can walk me. Yo!

Hey, what's up? Thank you.

- Yo, his mom's gonna be

so pissed at you.

- That ain't my fault.

- What's going on, bro?

Yo..

- It's good, bro.

- They didn't confiscate

that sh*t?

- Guys, they didn't

even frisk me.

But they gave me

a big ass ticket though.

My mom's gonna be pissed.

- She's a fine ass.

- Dawg, that's my mom.

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