"Ladies" "You're in love." "Nothing wrong with that." "Hey!" "A little token of my appreciation." "Thanks, dude." "You got that *token*?" "Right." "That's funny, man." "Hey, thanks for getting my back down there." "I appreciate it." "I hope we do business again real soon." "Real soon." "Sorry to harsh your mellow, dude." "Freeze!" "Freeze!" "Hands up!" "Hey, Shane." "Hey, Billie." "Last time I saw you, you were *naked*." "What'd he say?" "Legendado e Sincronizado Créditos :" "Truta" "Revisado por Truta" "Fastlane - 1x10 Dogtown" "What test you can take to tell if you can no longer have children?" "We going to flip this whale or what?" "He'll flip." "Look he's looking at a third strike." "He's a good snitch, I've used him before." "Clean bust every time." "I trust him." "Personally, I'd like to know more about the whole... *naked* thang." "That could help ease my pain." "I wasn't totally... *totally* naked." "I like this story." "Actually, technically, I think I was." "I really, really like this story." "Guys, I did vice." "Remember?" "Grow up, come on." "I've just gotten a visual." "So, Shane." "You've been a naughty boy." "Yeah." "I'm pretty screwed." "So screwed." "Just about every sense of the word." "The lingual sense and the prison bitch sense." "So, you know the drill, okay." "You can either take the third strike... and spend the rest of your life rotting in Pelican Bay or you can deal." "What would I have to deal?" "You just busted me with 3000 pounds of weed." "Give us Trey McNeal." "Trey's my best friend." "You've been his whipping boy ever since you could walk." "Listen, you give us Trey *and* the Circle gang and *you* can walk." "You make sure Anna and Latisha make it home." "They're both good girls that come from nice families." "Well, one of them almost made it so that *I* could never have a family." "Which one was it?" "Thanks." "Okay, Shane." "Your choice." "Third strike?" "Or your last chance?" "Let's do this." "Trey McNeal." "He moves 3000 pounds a month with the help of his life long posse, the Circle gang." "They're loyal to the death." "A group of Orange County surfers who are either too mean or too ugly to get sponsored." "So they found something more profitable." "They handle most of Orange County, South Bay, Venice, Santa Monica," "Malibu, Beverly Hills and the West Side." "They're all about the lifestyle." "If you smell like you're not about the lifestyle, you'll be rejected like a bum kidney." "Shane is going to buy us a ticket on the inside." "After that, it's up to you to win Trey over." "We interrupted the Mexican pipeline, where the gang has been getting their weed for the last eight years." "At least temporarily." "So Trey?" "He's going to be hungry for product." "If Trey doesn't have his weed when his clients come calling?" "He's going to be out of business." "We're going to give Shane Candy Store cash." "He's going to explain that he got away with the cash, but the Mexican connection is over." "You guys are going to be introduced as new potential suppliers from" "Humboldt County up north." "You'll be selling him the weed we confiscated off the boat." "Each pound will be tracked with a radioactive dye marker." "We'll be following every single pound." "Bust this entire network wide open." "How much do we tell Shane?" "Like any snitch - minimum." "No offence, but uh," "I can keep working the Serbian thing and let Van take this one." "Are you getting close to the Serbians?" "Not really." "So?" "He hates the beach." "Hate's a strong word, Van, but not strong enough." "I *despise* the beach." "I do not dig sand or (?" ") waves." "I look bad in shorts and I'm not into skinny white girls with dreadlocks." "I could go on." "Please." "It's fascinating." "Well, there's the Beach Boys." "Okay, don't even." "Brian Wilson is the greatest pop composer of the 20th century." "What?" "Next to Barry Manilow?" "You know what?" "I feel so confident in what I know that" "I don't even need to dignify that with a response." "Please don't." "Okay, I will." "Do you know how ground breaking his orchestrations were?" "Wild Honey?" "1968?" "All right, you know what?" "I can't decide which one of you is more annoying." "Well, I guess then we can't give you your present." "Present?" "What present?" "Oh, you don't want a present from two annoying guys, eh?" "Noooo." "Never that." "I like presents." "I do." "I want a present." "Then we should." "All right." "Turn around." "Close your eyes." "Oh no." "All right." "Go ahead." "No peeking." "Okay." "You know what?" "I can't see." "My eyes are closed." "You don't have to do that." "All right." "Right here." "Open." "Peel it." "Is this?" "Is this the Steve McQueen car?" "1968 fastback." "Bullet is back." "Well, we wrecked it." "We figure." "We restore it." "Wow." "It..." "It looks pretty good." "Well, it'll look a little better with you in it." "Hey, make sure you put a third coat of wax on her." "You know, before 'she' deals with the elements." "Chance of rain." "Hey Trey." "Dude, your phone call freaked everyone out." "I'm glad you're okay, Fetch." "Barely got back with the cash." "And what good is cash going to do us now?" "Huh?" "Well, you know..." "Well, you know?" "What am I supposed to tell my clients when they show up?" "Uh, sorry, could you, uh, come back later?" "We're gone fishing?" "Come on!" "What are you thinking?" "Tell him what you told me, Shane." "Nah." "He'll just get pissed." "Oh." "I hurt his feeeelings." "Is the baby gonna cry?" "Huh?" " Just tell him, Shane." " I know these two guys." "Yeah?" "And they deal volume out of Humboldt." "And where did you... meet these guys?" "On a bus?" "Carlos." "*Carlos*?" "Yeah." "Carlos, the V-13 gang banger, Carlos?" "Yeah." "Carlos, who got capped in his money car, Carlos?" "You mean, dead Carlos?" "Yes." "He said they did some business with them." "So, maybe we should call them up and order... what do you think?" "Three, four thousand pounds?" "Sound good?" "I don't know." "No, seriously." "Let's call 'em." "Yeah?" "Okay." "Yeah, right." "Fetch, like I'm gonna get my hook-up through you." "No, I don't think so." "We've got to start looking for a new hook-up or word is going to get out that we've lost our juice." "Soon as that happens, we're dead." "Ah, what the hell?" "They got some nice stanky up there in Humboldt, huh?" "Why don't you bring these jokers by?" "We'll see if they're down." "Cool." "This is Van." "That's Deaq." " What's up?" " Trey." "This is Jimmy." "That's Zoe." "Your boy Shane says you might wanna... hang some time." "Maybe." "That's cool." "Let me tell you something though" " I got a system of checking references that makes TRW look amateur." "You don't check out, you won't ever hear from us again." "Except maybe by way of a single hollow point." "Found us a couple of hard guys, huh, Fetch?" "I like it." "Go ahead." "Do your due diligence." "We'll do ours." "If it all checks out, why don't you come hang out at the house later on?" "Come on." "Betrayal." "Oh yeah, somebody's gonna be zoning somebody." "How would you feel if that somebody was Trey McNeal?" "That's one bad surfer boy." "He's been dumping weed into the neighbourhood for ten years." "Yeah, we're taking him down." "But we need you to put in a word for us, playa." "That boy's own mother could vouch for ya and that would mean absolutely nothin'." "Gonna take more than my word to get him to set up." "Like what?" "He needs a boot in his ass." "Like a Jack boot." "You're a genius." "Somebody wanna let me in on this?" "VRB." "Venice Ride Boys." "Surf Nazi gang." "They been looking to jump in on Trey's action for years." "Aquarius puts out the word that Trey is vulnerable, he'd be more than willing to buy from us." "Create the need for weed and we deliver the goods." "Bingo, baby." "Damn." "Dude is hella a surfer, though." "Drop in on me once and BOW, knocked me right outta a curl." "Come on, man." "Don't even start that." "I know you ain't surfing, now." "Stop playing." "I don't surf?" "What?" "Fat people don't surf?" "Take a look at this right here, man." "You know what this is?" "That's Zuma." "This right here." "That's the Pipeline." "And this right here?" "Todos Santos." "Exactly." "I'm a big wave man." "Hey, Van, on the real, partner." "We should come out here one morning, hit a little somethin'." "Anytime, anywhere." "As we should." "Now, check this, man." "I unleash those skinheads on the Circle gang." "Y'all better be ready throw down on them swastika asses, man." "Leave the ass whooping to us." "You make the phone calls." "All right, now." "You really like it?" "I love it." "You gonna love it too." "Don't hate." "Congratulate." "Room for all of us, man." "Seriously, Van." "Surf Nazis?" "That pretty much closes deal on how I feel about this whole beach thing." "What about that?" "You like that?" "I'm feeling that." "Hey, guys." "I don't know, man." "What?" "What's the matter, Shane?" "Talk to us." "He's too smart." "I feel like he knows I'm selling him out already." "And you know what?" "He's going to kill me." "That's what he's gonna do." "Whoa, man." "Chill out." "He's smart." "We're smarter." "And we got your back." "And all you gotta do, man, is just be Shane." "I don't even know who that is any more, Deaq." "I go to Mexico and I know exactly who I am." "They love me." "I go down there." "I stay in my house in Ensenada." "I'm a hero." "They think *I'm* the cool guy." "Ok." "You're the cool guy, wherever you go." "This guy Trey's just got you all twisted, that's all." "No, man." "He recognized you guys were cool." "He accepted you, just like that." "Man, you got it bad." "I mean, real bad." "But you know what?" "We gonna get you out of this, man." "So you're saying, if I work this out," "I got a shot at a new life?" "That's part on you, dude." "That part's on me." "So your operation checks out." "I was very impressed." "Thanks, dude." "Maybe one of these days, we can talk business." "You've really never been on a surfboard?" "Where I grew up, a surfboard would get you shot." "Out here, a surfboard will *keep* you from getting shot." "Come on." "Where we going?" "I'm gonna give you a surfing lesson." "That's very funny." "Cos it sounded like you said you're giving me a surfing lesson." "I'll grab you a wetsuit and we're going surfing." "Yeah, right." "Wait." "I let you on *my* beach and you're going to refuse to get on a board?" "Looks like the moment of truth has arrived, partner." "Surf or die." "Oh, so I'm supposed to let a bunch of wimpy white dudes convince to do something I ain't never gonna do?" "Ever." "Come on." "All right, dude." "That's it!" "You got it!" "Get back on that horse, dude!" "So, Fetch." "Yeah?" "You've been in love with Zoe for like what?" "Five?" "Six years, is it?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "You should learn something from Deaq, dude." "He's known her for what?" "A day?" "He could nail her tonight if he wanted to." "So what, man?" "It's not like she'd go out with me anyways." "Fetch, Fetch, Fetch." "Loser mentality, amigo." "I told you." "Now that?" "Is the right way to burn through the last of our stash." " That's the last of it, huh?" " So what?" "You tell me, dude." "Up, up." "We got visitors." "Now, ladies." "Word is out that you're having some supplier problems." "Guess the, uh, wetback connection is out of business." "Yeah?" "Where'd you hear that?" " Dan Rather." " What if it was?" "Well, then." "We could help you out." "Take over your territory." "Till you're back on your feet again." "And what then?" "We could work something out." "We split it." "You walk into our territory..." "Hey!" "It's only your territory as long you've got the product, chief." "Hey, why don't you run off back to the bunker and... get your lips pretty for the funeral?" "Why don't you do that?" "What did you say, boy?" "I think he said you were his Nazi bitch." "Nazi?" "You wanna sit?" "Huh?" "A'right." "Who wants to play hide the bullet?" "Who want it?" "!" "Nice to meet you." "Get it?" "This is circle territory." "Van." "Deaq." "That's some heads up play." "And where the hell were you, numbnuts?" "Shut it!" "Why don't you guys come by the house tomorrow?" "Maybe we can do some business, huh?" "And Fetch, got to save your new boyfriend, didn't you?" "That was so cool." "Straight up, Shane." "You saved my life, dawg." "Thank you, Deaq." "You know why I want to make this case?" "So you can have Zoe all to yourself?" "Nah, man." "I'm just tired of watching Trey punk his homeboy, Shane." "I want Shane out from under that dog." "I mean, it's sad, right?" "I mean, he's so deep in it, he can't even see how bad it is." "End of the day, that's up to Shane, man." "I know what I'm talking about." "I grew up with a lot of kids like that." "Me too." "And you know what?" "It's a tough place to come from, I know that feeling." "What are you talking about?" "When I was banging, I was the skinny puppy of my set." "I was a little younger, I was small, and I guess those cats knew..." "I didn't really wanna be there." "There was this OG(?" ")," "Maurice, they used to call him eight ball, and this cat used to ride my ass from the moment I came in... 'till the moment I left." "I mean he made every minute living hell for me." "Man." "You know how much grief I'm going to give you about that right?" "Why?" "Why you gotta do me like that, dawg?" "I mean, I'm trying open up here." "Right, no." "No, don't stop." "I like it." "You see, I'm expressing, a'right?" "All right." "Express yourself." "Open up." "I wanna be the shoulder you lean on." " Tell me more." " I have nothing else to say." "All right." "Healthy power, Scrappy Doo." "A'right." "Zoe!" "Zoe!" "Help!" "You're Deaq." "You're a funny man there, Trey." "But you know what, I sell Chronic." "I deal in volume to avoid all the customer relations hassles, man." "So if we don't get with the kiss called closure by the end of business *to-day*, we're taking our goods down the road." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "It's just you, on the water, was, uh..." "Maybe I do have a stereotypical black man's version of water sports, but you know what?" "I will get on anything with wheels except a skateboard and crush you, playa." "Really?" "Believe it." "And just to make it interesting, when I do crush you?" "We start business today." "All right." "I like that." "Hey, if you don't have a cast iron nutsack, you better (?" ") in quick." "You better get a mint." "Fastest wheels without a motor." "These things are custom built." "Five large a pop." "I was thinking like a nice motorcycle race or something." "What's the matter?" "Brothers don't luge either, big mouth?" "You know what?" "After I kick his ass, I'll be kicking yours." "Okay." "Do your thing, Captain America." "First one to the intersection rules the world." "Yeah!" "Here's to a long and profitable association." "I hear that." "Make your payments well, we'll be best of friends." "Mmm mmm." "You know what that means for Fetch, huh?" "Don't you?" "Huh?" "No more trips to Mexico to be the conquering hero." "He goes back to being *full* *time* *bitch*." "Don't you?" "Here's to Fetch." "Full time bitch." "You don't have to do anything." "Just stay in until the bust happens." "Dude, it's almost over." "Just." "Just play tight." "We make the deal, then track the weed to the distributors." "Keep your head in the game, we have a lot riding on this." "Shane's head's been in the game this whole case, Billie." "Then what is it?" "What's the problem?" "Okay, look." "Let's say this all goes great." "In the perfect world of this thing, I'm going to frame all my friends and... send them off to prison for a long, long time." "So you get new friends, man." "You need new friends." "Trust me." "And then I what?" "!" "Sling lattes at Starbucks and wait... for someone to come in and bust a cap in my head?" "Is that it?" "New friends." "New life." "Get out from anything and everything that's been keeping you down, man." "I know there's a new you in there, just waiting to happen." "If you want it." "Otherwise, sooner or later, you'll find a new circle, another Trey McNeal to slap you around and then who knows?" "Two years from now we can be standing around in a dark street, having this same conversation." "No, no, no." "You guys are right." "He's been happening to me since I was nine years old." "Trey's been picking on me." "People've been telling me to 'fetch'." "You're right." "I need to start from scratch." "And you know what?" "Nobody's going to recognize the new me." "Nobody." "Let's get out of here." "Got the stuff?" "It's in the truck." "What is up with you, Fetch?" "!" "Forget to take your Ritalin?" "No." "You know, I'm just..." "What?" "!" "Pissing your pants?" "Yeah, I'm pissing my pants, Trey." "Okay, guys." "Could you finish this deal before daybreak?" "Why don't you tell him to get off my back?" "Or what?" "You gonna start crying?" "Yeah, I'm going to start crying." "What if you start..." "All right, look!" "How about we all just maintain before 5-0 busts?" "You guys can settle your domestic disputes at home." "Yeah, Shane." "It's all good." "Gotcha." "First thing, tomorrow morning." "You guys should come by the house." "Talk about the next deal." "Nice doing business with y'all." "You too." "All right." "You wanna talk about how Shane almost screwed up the play?" "Look." "We're gonna back into this all right?" "All we need our boy to do is hang in there, keep his mouth shut, and let the weed show us who's distributing." "But since we're on this subject and we got some quality you and me time, what's your problem with the guy?" "I know his equation, okay?" "I grew up on the same sand, same waves." "You got nothing at home, so you start this group." "Your circle." "That's your family, it's the only family you got." "We're dealing with somebody who's turning on their own family." "One screwed up family at that." "That's not the point." "He's the guy that doesn't fit in. *Anywhere*." "He's not strong enough to stand without the family and he's too weak... to pull his weight within the family." "Guys like that, they always have a problem they're always going to be on the outside." "Fetch?" "Hey." "What are you doing?" "I asked you." " What you're doing?" "I heard you." "I just didn't care." "That's funny, Fetch." "Well, let me clue you in." "I'm taking the cash and the weed... and I'm going to Mexico to live happily ever after." "Dude, what are you talking about?" "Oh, that's right." "Sounds crazy." "That's because I forgot to tell you the part where" "I'm going to smoke your ass first." "Fetch, you are *so* *high*." "That's right." "I'm high." "I'm high on how dead you're gonna be." "Huh?" "!" "That hurts, doesn't it, huh?" "You know why?" "That's the way you've been slapping me since we were kids." "Please." "Don't worry." "It'll all be over soon." "Trey!" "It was the new guys." "Van and Deaq." "They came in here... and they took the cash." "And all the weed." "I knew those guys were going to make a move." "I knew it!" "If you knew, why didn't you *do* something about it!" "?" "I didn't even let them in, Shane!" "I didn't let 'em in." "Trey brought them in!" "Now we have to go get those guys." "All right, here's the deal, man." "They're probably going back up north to Humboldt." "They're not going to be speeding, they got a car full of drugs and cash, right?" "So don't sit there and stare at me." "Go get 'em!" "All right." "We're taking you to a hospital." "No, I can take myself to the hospital." "I can't stay here alone." "If you don't stay here, the house is going to be vulnerable, all right?" "!" "You can get me on the cell phone." "Okay, tell me you don't have like the smallest urge to get back on a surfboard." "What is it with you, Van?" "It's like you're trying to convert me to your religion." "Just tell me." "Be honest." " No." "It's not fair." " See." "You're hooked." "No, Van ." "It's an expertise thing, okay?" "Okay." " All right?" "I like to have mastery, right?" " Mastery." "I would do it again like to... to get better." "Hooked!" "Yeah?" "Hey, Van." "The dope is moving." "All of it." "The dye marker in the weed is emitting a signal." "Well, maybe Trey sold it all to one buyer." "Okay, I'm going to follow this stuff." "You meet with Trey, see if you can find out who the buyer is." "We'll come back you up!" "You guys need to still show up at the house." "You don't, you're going to jeopardize your cover." "All right." "Dope's moving." "Something's not right." "I love my job." "Ouch." "That's gotta hurt." "Call Billie." "Yeah?" "Billie." "Trey McNeal is dead." "And the Circle gang looks like they've been jacked." "They got the money and the drugs." "All right." "Find Shane and pull him out." "This is over." "I want you out of that house now." "I'm going to call for backup to meet me." "Yeah." "Let's check the house." "Drop your guns!" "Whoa!" "Hold." "Hold up." "Zoe." "Zoe." "Zoe." "Look." "We're putting the gun down, all right?" "Look." "All right?" "What the hell are you doing here?" "We came here to meet Trey." "What happened?" "You killed Trey!" "That's what happened." "Okay." "Whoa, whoa." "What makes you think we killed Trey?" "You killed Trey and you tried to kill Shane." "Come on now." "Who told you that?" "Shane!" "Ah, that little dwiblet." "Shut up!" "Okay." "So wait." "Think about it." "We're here." "Where's Shane?" "He went to the hospital because of his *bullet wound*." "I was going to take him, but he said he could drive himself." "Okay, Zoe." "He didn't want the girl he's in love... with to take him to the hospital?" "He wanted to drive himself?" "Come on, think about it." "Why would we come back if we killed Trey?" "Come on now." "Shane." "He killed Trey?" "That's right." "We wanna go find him." "Unless you're gonna shoot us today, Zoe, come on." "I'm not going to shoot anybody." "I just can't believe this." "Believe it quick." "Put the gun down." "So we can get the hell out of here and find him, okay?" "Now look, you might want to grab a change of clothes and... surfboard and get the hell out of here cause there's gonna be... a lot of heat on this place soon." "All right?" "Just keep heading south, that's where the dope is moving." "The next time I tell you I hate the beach, would you please listen to me!" "?" "Next time I say 'Don't trust a snitch,' will you please listen to me?" "!" "Hello?" "Shane." "What are you doing?" "Going back to the house." "I'm right behind you, Shane." "So you are." "Why don't you pull over and we'll talk about it?" "I don't think so, Billie." "Would you rather get shot?" "!" "Yeah, I guess I would." "Okay, you know what?" "This is your last chance, Shane." "And I'm going to take it, okay?" "Cause I'm tired of people like you trying to stop me." "People like me?" "What is that supposed to mean?" "People who make me go out and fetch for them... while they got to live their lives!" "Well, you know what?" "I'm tired of fetching, Billie." "So short answer?" "I'm not pulling over." "Okay." "I see that you're having a little psychotic Victor moment, but you know what, Shane." "I don't have time." "I'm on the clock." "And I've got twenty highway patrols... who are going to show up any minute." "Well, they can come and get me, bitch." "Okay, that's it." "Pull over, Shane!" "Now!" "Hello?" "Billie." "It was Shane." "Shane killed Trey." "Yeah." "I kinda figured that when he was trying to kill me." "He ran me off the road." "You all right?" "Yeah, no, I've been better." "I think I dislocated my shoulder." "And I might have broken some ribs." "But I'm really bummed about my Mustang." "Look, I think he's headed to Mexico." "He has a house in Ensenada." "Ugh." "You gonna call border patrol?" "No, no." "I think we can handle this one." "Yeah." "I was hoping you were going to say that." "Okay." "This is what you're going to do." "Screw jurisdiction, screw protocol, screw everything." "I want you to nail that scale to the wall." "You're turning me on." "That's what I do." "I want you to find him and bring him back." "I can't believe how easy it is to drive guns across the border." "You ready?" "Cause I want this guy." "Hey guys." "Thought you'd be stopping by." "Welcome to my crib." "You remember Anna and Latisha." "Ah, how could I forget?" "Looking pretty casual there, buddy." "That's because you can't arrest me." "I'm out of your jurisdiction." "Estamos en México." "I bet you wished we cared." "Oh, so you're planning some international inappropriate... kidnapping thing?" "Yeah." "Something like that." "I want you to know, I really like you guys." "You were straight shooters." "I wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you." "Anything bad to happen to us?" "You're high." "Right, Shane?" "Absolutely." "You know what?" "You mess with your people?" "That's one thing." "But you crossed a really... unfortunate line this time." "This time you messed with *my* family." "Who?" "Billie?" "She was in my way." "Did I miss something?" "When did you become such a bad boy, Shane?" "Are you kidding me, Van?" "You put me here." "You made me." "Don't you remember?" "You showed me my full potential." "You know, starting over?" "You really don't want to do that." "I really want to do it." "Do you?" "!" "Yeah, I really, really want to do it." "Go inside, girls." "Why don't you just get into the car with us, Shane?" "So we're not forced to kill your ass." "Yeah, there's that." "Don't you realize, that in Mexico, I am God?" "You can't put God in jail." "You can't kill God." "But Trey?" "I *loooved* whacking him." "And Billie?" "Whatever." "Dude." "You're alone and unarmed, okay?" "So why don't you tone down the cocky thing." "Okay, I get the cocky thing now." "You know what I just realized?" "This is a Mexican standoff *in Mexico*." "Guess what?" "Final de la música, amigo." "You were right, Shane." "It's fun to play God." "All we had to do was give them a hundred bucks and... promised them what was in your house." "I'm starting to like Mexico, we should get a time share." "Yeah." "Listen, guys." "I was just playing around." "You know?" "We're cool, right?" "Is this the bad boy Shane talking or the... snivelling snitch Shane talking?" "I've got fifty grand in there." "You guys split it up, that's twenty-five grand a piece and you walk away, no one..." "I was really hoping we could put Shane on the right track." "I could go really far south." "Like South America or Honduras..." "I really didn't want to be wrong on this." "It's okay." "You been wrong plenty of times." "Really?" "Okay." "Maybe south is bad." "Maybe I'll go up to Canada." "Shane!" "Can't you see me and my man... are having a little family meeting?" "!" "Yeah!" "But I just wanna ask you..." "I need some help here." "Long ride, hot day." "Hope he doesn't die in here." "Why's that?" "Cause I'd like to see him in the warm... embrace of a whole new family." "Oh, so you're talking about a guy who wanted... more than a fast way out from being a punk?" "He's going to spend the rest of his life in prison... as the lowest form of jailhouse bitch." "See that's poetic." "I couldn't have said that better myself." "Well, then let's go on to a new subject, playa." "Okay." "Wanna go surfing tomorrow?" "Créditos :" "Truta"