"Yo, dawg." "Konnichiwa." "What?" "Konnichiwa." "Konnichiwa means, "What's up?"" " So what the fuck's up?" " We know what it means." "Hey, you want a smoke?" "You can read the paper through this, it's so clean." "A couple of hits, you'll be fucking like beasts." " You boys like pussy, right?" " Hey!" "Do we look like fucking tweakers to you?" " So you got the shit or not?" " Yeah." "You?" "What the fuck is this?" "We said a machine gun." "It is a machine gun." "The kind you can carry." "Couldn't get none of those." "This baby's got character." "Korean War vintage." "Maybe even mowed down one of your grandpapa-sans when he was charging the wire at Inch'on." "This is bullshit." "It's fucking stuck." "Fuck it, take the ride." "Three large." "VIN's clean." "Nigga, I drive a $100,000 car!" "We want your faggoty-ass ride, we'll jack it from you." "Cool." "Don't decide right now." "Konnichiwa is Japanese." "It's insulting to Koreans." "How am I supposed to tell if you can't?" "What the fuck is that supposed to mean, white boy?" "It means you got eyes like apostrophes, you dress white, talk black and drive Jew." "So, how am I supposed to know what kind of zipperhead, dog-munching dink you are if you don't?" "Yo." "Do you know who the fuck we are?" "Yeah." "You're a couple of panheads buying a machine gun out of a trunk." "Wassup, you son of a bitch?" " Pick him up." " Get your ass up." "I'm getting the shit out of here." "Give me the keys!" " Konnichiwa, bitch." " Let's go!" "Where?" "It's okay." "I'm a cop." "Captain Wander, congratulations on breaking the case." "Can you tell me how you found the twins?" "Julie, my people had turned the city upside down looking for these girls." "I could not be prouder of my men." "Ma'am, excuse me." "How can you shoot a guy taking a dump?" "I mean, seriously." "That..." "That's sacred." "That's like shooting a man in church." "Or a Dodger game." "Hey, whatever it takes to be a hero." "Anytime, anyplace, right, Lud?" "It gets old." "I hate these short-eyed, kiddie-raping bastards." "I hate these short-eyed, kiddie-raping bastards." "At least kidnap some full-grown ladies with shapes." "Wow." "Maybe you should check his closet next, huh, Lud?" "The girls are being examined by a physician right now." "Both twins are in good health and will be reunited with their family shortly." "LA Times front page tomorrow is gonna say," ""Vice Detective Rescues Missing Twins."" "Detective." "Singular." "Yeah." "Like we've been sitting around on our ass doing jack-shit in our unit the last month." "Hey!" "You two cut the shit." "The boss is on his way right now." "I mean, you could have saved some for us." " I did you a solid, Santos." " You did me a solid?" "You want to see their faces every night?" "You want to be a killer?" "You know what?" "Shut the fuck up." "Hey, hey, what the hell is going on?" "Hey!" "This is real professional." "What if I walked in here with the Chief, huh?" "Santos, deploy your ass outside." "Find Ted Berman and make sure that that crime scene log is in order." " Yes, sir." " Run along, boy." "Shut the fuck up." "Hey, secure that bullshit, all right?" "Both of you." "Clady, you take DeMille back to the barn and start writing." "I want something to red-pin by midnight." "Tell those body monkeys to get right in here." "You got it, Cap." "Let's go." "This is crazy!" "You fucked them up!" "This is beautiful." "And that machine gun shit, that was perfect." "I know you hated waiting, but it's better this way." " You all right?" " Yeah." "I..." " I got shot." " Yeah, but you okay?" "Yeah, I'm okay, Jack." "'Cause I know you're not tripping about these..." "These assholes right here?" "Fuck them." "Screw them." "You went toe-to-toe with evil and you won." "You saved those girls." "This is lovely, Tommy." "Come here." "Come here, man." "Give me..." "Give me a hug!" "Come on." " Ribs are tender." " What you hiding from?" " Nothing." " What you hiding from?" "You've been drinking." "You know that..." "That thing they say about vodka?" "How you can't smell it?" "It's bullshit." "The D.A.'s shooting team is en route right now." "And you're not ready for public consumption." "So, come on." "I want to get you to a hospital, get you away from all those guys." "Come on." "All right." "Thanks, Jack." "I think we can do some damage control." "If it ain't LA's deadliest white boy." "Aren't you on the wrong side of the yellow tape?" "Congrats on four more notches for your gun belt." "I'll be praying for the families of your victims." "They're called suspects." "The victims are the 14-year-old school girls the suspects kept in a cage and sold to chicken hawks to poke, prod and put on the Internet." "Suspects, Washington." "Suspects." "As evil as those men were, they had a right to trial." "There's gonna be some blowback from the Korean community on this one." "Now that you're all militant, why don't you just say it?" "You think I'm a racist." " You have another explanation?" " No, I don't." "Because if I roll and determine the suspects are black, yellow or brown," "I'll blow them out of their socks." "But if they're white, I'll give them a ride home." "You know why?" "'Cause I'm a racist." "Fuck you." "Man, I would give my right arm to have that shit on tape." "What happened to you, Terrence?" "We used to be brothers." "Hey, hey, stay on point." "Washington, you stay on point." "Always, Captain Wander." "Always." "Tom." "Come on, let's get you out of here." " Don't go near that piece of shit." " He's got it coming, Jack." "Do not go near him." "You stay away, far away." " Fuck him." " That's an order." "I'm waiting for Nurse Garcia." "I did the same thing with this girl once." "She was a waitress at a jazz bar." "And I'd sit in her section, wouldn't let anybody else serve me." "She'd change sections, I'd change tables." "Persistence." "That's the key." "Wait a second." "You're that cop!" "You're..." "I just seen your face on TV." "You rescued those twins in Koreatown, right?" "Are you okay?" "Did you get shot?" "No." "Yeah." "Who the hell are you?" "Me?" "I sell insurance, life, auto, casualty." "Wow, that's some heavy shit, man." "So those guys, they..." "They shot first, right?" "Excuse me?" "Whole city was looking for those kids." "How'd you find them?" "That's my job." "Sergeant Green, Sergeant Green..." "Excuse me, Captain." "Sorry to interrupt." "Deputy Chief Sorensen is trying to raise you on a simplex." "Insurance, Tom." "I sell insurance." "If you ever need any, and you will, why don't you give me a call?" "No one has to know but us." "Not Clady, not Wander, no one." "Listen, for your own good, don't get yourself so far out there that I can't reel you back." "See you sometime." "Who was that?" "A cop who burns cops." "Jesus." " Who?" " Nobody, Grace." " Hi." " Hi." "Oh." "Hold this." "You know, you can just stop by sometime." "You don't have to get shot when you want to see me." "Why?" "I like it like this." "Don't you?" "No, I don't." "I don't." "No." "Don't get close to me." "I work here." "I'm not losing my license for you." " I'm a cop." " No." "Whatever." "I kicked the door after identifying myself as a police officer." "Upon entry, I was fired upon by a suspect in the living room with a silver automatic." "I returned fire, he goes down." "Then I'm hit in the torso by shotgun fire from the second suspect." "Point of entry?" "Front door on the west side of the structure." "Why didn't you call for backup?" "Exigent circumstances." "I heard screams emanating from the house and ascertained a crime was in progress." "...saying something." " Take care, Silk." " It was great working with you." " Thanks a lot." "Now it's a party." "Oh, my goodness!" "Now it's a binge, Captain." " What's up, killer?" " Steady." "Steady." "Yeah, he's in." "What's with you?" "What, Clady give you a happy ending?" "Is that any way to address a commander?" "I got the call from the Chief this morning." "Badge ceremony's next week." "Congratulations, boss." "Hey." "We're gonna have the keys to the city." "You believe that shit?" "They're crowning him king." "Let's get a toast to that." "A toast to the king!" " King Wander!" " King Wander!" "Yo, boss." "Can I be your driver when you make chief?" "You got it." "You got it." "Whatever you want." "You know, I owe you one, Tom." "That Park twins caper, that gave me the edge." "You know, the Chief, he's breaking tradition by promoting me here." "The first commander slot always goes to the head of Internal Affairs." "That's the way it is." "That's because they got so much dirt on everyone." "That's right, and they're always looking for more, huh?" "Yeah." "You know this prick?" "Came at me like Joe Concerned Citizen, asking procedural questions." "Yeah, yeah, we got a history, this little..." "See, if you showed up during the daytime, you would know who your enemies are." "What'd you tell him?" "I couldn't help myself, Clady." "I told him everything." "DeMILLE:" "Attaboy!" "You know, this is a typical Biggs bullshit move." "This is his M.O. He'll back-door you every fucking time." "Why is Internal Affairs up my ass all of a sudden?" "It's Washington, brother." "Your ex-partner's been snitching." "Holy shit." "Jack, talk to me." "Washington's had several meetings with Captain Biggs over the last few weeks." "There are no secrets in the department." "So, when I became cognizant of the problem, we threw a tail on him." "I followed this guy Eastside, Westside, Southside." "Next thing I know, he's ringing Biggs' doorbell in Upland." "Who's Washington giving up?" "You, Tom." " Me." "Why now?" " Yeah." "Because I shitcanned him from the unit and he's a vindictive bastard." "Now he's on a mission to pull the rug out from under all my best guys." "All my best guys." "That's what this shit is about." "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy!" " Man!" "Tommy, hey, that's your life." " That's your life right there." " I'm just gonna talk..." " That's your life right there." " I'm just gonna talk..." " No, you're not." "You're not." " You want to talk?" "Let's talk about my foot up your ass if you don't sit the fuck down" " in that goddamn chair." " He's all right." "Have a seat." "Come on." "He's all right." "What the fuck is wrong with you?" "Do not, and I repeat, do not hand Washington your badge." "I know you two have done some dirt together." "But we gotta hold the line, you and me." "We've been here before, haven't we?" "When the gates of hell opened up on you, Tom?" "And I took care of you then." "I'm gonna take care of you now." "All right?" "Okay." "Okay." "Washington." "Washington." " Drop it, Tom!" "Now!" " What the hell are you doing?" " You going to kill me, partner?" " You're crazy!" "We got a 211 in progress!" "I got you, I got you and Wander." "Listen to me, you idiot!" "We got two gangbangers rolling in hot!" "Shit!" "Washington, stay with me, partner." " Don't move!" "Let me see your hands!" " I'm a cop." "I'm a cop!" "I'm a fucking cop!" "Fuck." "It's Ludlow." "Get me an ambulance." "Now." "Holy shit." "He's a cop, too?" "Yeah." "Where's the video?" " Who else has seen this shit?" " Just us, boss." "It was a straight 211 that went sideways." "It's not what it was, Lud." "It's what it looks like." "But it's not what it looks like." " It's not." " That's all there is, Tom!" "What it looks like!" "What everybody sees!" "You knew that!" "Lud, anybody in the department sees this video, you're no longer a cop, do you understand that?" "The department?" "The D.A. sees this..." "He's..." "He's going to prison." "Why?" "Because Washington was in the wrong place at the wrong time?" "No, because you were." "Washington's problems are over, yours are just beginning." "Try to think two moves ahead for once." "Captain Biggs will say that you got two thugs off the street and went after a cop who was diming you out to Internal Affairs." "It writes itself." " I was just gonna break his jaw." " That's a good answer." "I gave you a direct order, stay away from him." "Give me your goddamn burner now." "Give me your goddamn burner!" "We know you don't give a shit about yourself, Lud." "That's pretty obvious." "But you gotta think about the unit." " You really fucked us on this one." " Clady." " Give me a minute, please." " Yes, sir." "I can't afford to lose you." "Who'd do what you do?" "You are the tip of the fucking spear." "Who's gonna hold back the animals?" "Maybe the clerk" "forgot to put the disc in the recorder today." "Maybe you were first on the scene, Tom, and you rendered aid to Washington." "I'll go outside." "Make some calls." "And maybe, this won't be here when I get back." "He was my partner back in the day." "We were black and white in a black and white when it was still a big deal." "White cops wouldn't back us 'cause of him and the black cops 'cause of me." "Fuck them." "We made it." "Sorry." "You tried to save him." "You did your best." "My best?" "I was curled up in a ball while he got shot." "We should have dumped those guys." "How can they just wave a pen and change what happens just like that?" "We're the police." "We can do whatever the hell we want." "Doesn't matter what happens." "It's how we write it up." "What about the truth?" "What about it?" "You have to honor him, your friend." ""Honor him"?" "I was going to knock him out and he thought I was going to kill him." "Prick." "Don't turn your back on him." "Good can come from bad." "In my world, the real world, the bad breeds more bad, Grace." "See this?" "It's done." "It's over." "It's taken care of." "All right?" "I won't give you another dose here, but got a set of blues in your locker?" " No." " Here's the thing." " I gotta bury you." " Not that." "In a nice, politically correct spot until this Washington thing settles down a little bit." "No, Jack." "Your job is to conduct preliminary interviews of the complainant." "Your job is to conduct preliminary interviews of the complainant." "If there's a specific allegation against an officer, write it up, forward it to Internal Affairs." "Now, the temptation is to be a good brother cop." "Don't be." "None of this shit's going anywhere anyway." "There's your desk." "Suppose I get a complaint against myself?" "Write it up and forward it." "Okay?" " Okay." " Okay." "You have a complaint?" "Motherfucker beat my ass like I was Rodney King, man." "Except there wasn't no video." "Dude looked just like you." "But black." "This ass been working longer than all y'all cops disrespecting me." "He pulled me out of my ride, homes, disrespected me in front of my old lady." "Tried to get her number and shit." "You get his badge number or see his nametag?" "Not with his boot on my throat and his partner kicking me." "No, it was a little bit difficult." "Everybody comes here, they have a complaint." "They sit down." "I done waited for my fucking five hours and you gonna ask me, do I have a complaint?" "Obviously, I have a complaint." "You know what?" "This is some bullshit." "That's why I hate all these motherfucking cops." "Fuck all y'all!" "Wander has got a sense of humor, I'll give him that." "You have a complaint?" "Where to begin?" "The black band." "Man down." "Hurts, right?" "Losing a colleague." "Brother in blue." "I'm sorry he's gone, sir." "You two worked Vice Special together." "Pushed a black and white in Southend." "Phonebook Tom, the last of the ghetto gunfighters." "I heard you got your best confession with a '91 directory." "You know Washington was holding the asshole down." "Is this an interview?" "Just a little back and forth." "Well, Captain, I'm not much of a dancer, so if there's something you'd like to ask..." "Want to go and get some lunch, Tom?" "This is the interview." "Regarding yesterday's incident, you were the first on scene, correct?" "Yes, sir." " Three shooters, right?" " Two." "Read the report." "What would you say if I told you the pathologist recovered three different calibers from Terrence Washington's body?" "Sounds like three shooters to me." "What were you doing there, Tom?" "Come on, man to man." "Tape's off." "Damn it!" "It doesn't bother you that there are two cop killers out there?" "Living, laughing, fucking?" "It doesn't bother you, Tom?" "Yes, it bothers me!" "So, why'd you let them get away, gunfighter?" "Hey, let's get something straight, Captain, nobody's getting away." "What happened to the video from the store?" "What video?" "Listen to me." "Every time you shit the bed," "Wander's there to change the sheets." "Well, not anymore, son." "I'm going to pour gas on you," "I'm going to pour gas on Wander and everyone in Vice Special." "Then I'm lighting the match and I'm gonna burn all of you." "I tried to save you, Detective Ludlow." "Your window's closed." "And that third shooter?" "He's mine, so help me God." "Get back in your office!" "Captain, you there?" " I'll call you back." "What the fuck are you doing in my office?" "What the fuck are you doing jamming my people at lunch?" "If you got a problem with Ludlow, you come to me." "You keep your dog on a leash." "Everybody knows he can't make a move without you." "You go cry to Daddy?" "Stop right there." "Stop." "Tom is a damn fine cop." "He bleeds blue." "You got an open case on him?" "Vice Special?" "You got one on me?" "You formally investigating us?" "This is a fishing expedition." "Because you know if you went to the Chief and you asked him to open a case on me or anybody in my unit, he would laugh you out of his office." "Listen to me, you piece of shit." "I have watched you intimidate, bully and blackmail your way up through the pay grades for 20 plus years." "I know exactly what you are." "You've got no business being a commander." "You like Tom, don't you?" "I saw the way you watched him when he came in." "That's why you follow him around, you want him to give you a blow job." "Like that hooker I caught you with when we were sergeants." " You remember?" " Shut up, Jack." "Does your wife know that you use prostitutes, Jimmy?" "It was the best head I ever had." "And what about you, Jack?" "You always found it hard to keep your prick out of the ghetto." "It's a two-way street, buddy." "You can't ride the tiger forever." "Now get the hell out of my office." "Do the department a favor, and wash your mouth out with buckshot." "Come on, Tom." "Let's get out of here." "From his time on the street to his time in your schools and homes," "Detective Washington was tireless in his devotion to his church, his love for his family, and his dedication to this department." "Uniform Detail." "Atten-hut!" "Honor Guard, port arms!" "Half right face!" "Ready, aim, fire!" "Aim, fire!" "Aim, fire!" "Uniform Detail, present arms!" "He was a good guy." "We'll miss him." "We'll go back to work now." "Back to work." " Listen, that was a nice speech." "Thank you." " Let's go get them." "Thank you, sir." "Mrs. Washington." "I was first on scene." "Yeah, of course you were." "Excuse me." "You Diskant?" "Yeah." "You're working Washington?" "Yeah." "You know who I am?" "Yes." "You planning on interviewing me?" "You're on my list." "Well, let's get rolling." "Where do I start?" "Gang books?" "Mug shots?" "211 reports?" "If you want." "Come on, Diskant, you've worked a homicide before." "I'm two for two." "Okay, two for two, you got a ballistics report?" "No." "The bullets are still at the coroner's." "Yeah, but they're giving you updates, right?" "They tell you how many different calibers they dug out of Washington?" " What do you want?" " How many?" "Goodbye, Detective." " Harry!" " Hey." "I thought you were dead." "I'm from Vice Special." "Tom Ludlow." "I know who you are." "I handled your wife's autopsy." " That was you?" " Mmm-hmm." "The asshole." "Remember?" "Right." "The guy who washed away all the hair and fiber evidence." "The guy who wouldn't do a vaginal swab." "The guy who left me nothing to go on." "It's not my job to investigate adultery." "How can I help you?" "How can I help you?" " Pulled these out of Washington?" " Yup." "Eighteen rounds." "Ten.45-caliber full metal jackets." "Seven 9-mil fmjs." "And a single.38 hollow-point mushroomed against his scapula." "Serious overkill." "He must have really pissed off the shooters." "Get what you're looking for?" "Hi, I'm Detective Diskant." "We spoke on the phone earlier." " I'm here for the ballistics evidence." " How you doing?" "Thank you." "When can I expect your report?" "Give me about an hour or so." "The lab's backlogged today." " Thanks." "Can you fax it to my office?" " Sure can." "Thank you, Doc." "Diskant, talk to me." "You got three different calibers, that means three weapons." "What's your take on what went down in that market?" "Two bad guys come in the front door to rob the place." "One of them sees the clerk, cuts him in half." "The other one sees Washington, whose weapon is already drawn, empties his clip into him." "His buddy joins the party till he runs dry." "And one of them pulls a two-incher, pumps a final "fuck you" round into Washington's back." "They leave, you show up after they're gone." "You got it all figured out." "I got your back here, but you got to keep your distance and let me work this case." "No one's gonna find these assholes." "Is that what you need to hear from me?" "Are you fucking kidding me?" "They get a pass, you get a pass." "That's the deal, right?" "What are you talking about, the shooters get a pass?" "I don't understand, Clady said you were on board." "Not with this." "What's the deal, are you throwing this case for a promotion?" "If I were you, I'd be more worried about yourself." "Hey, you piece of shit!" "You got a 187 on a peace officer and you're fucking letting the suspects walk!" " You want these guys found?" " That doesn't piss you off?" " So they can put you at the store?" " Doesn't it piss you off?" "Place you at the store before the shooting?" "You want to catch a felony for obstruction?" "If I say you weren't there, you weren't there." "This is your mess and I'm cleaning it up." "Yeah, it pisses me off!" "Diskant." "Yeah." "Yes." "Hang on one second." "All right, go ahead." "All right, thank you." "Bye-bye." "Fremont and Coates." "The lab found saliva on a cigarette butt and the bandana outside the store." "DNA corresponds to those two names." "Congratulations, you IDed the shooters." "Yeah." "Normally, I'd be pretty happy." "Pull their rap sheets." "Give me copies." "I'll see you around." "Computer says you arrested these guys." "Fremont and Coates." "Good guys." "Say hi for me." "You remember them?" "Who can forget?" "Heroin dealers with a taste for blood." "Came up from Belize to make a sale and they liked the Southland so much, they never left." "Yeah." "We hooked these two fine gentlemen on a rape-mutilation caper." "Seems they had a three-day hostage-fest with this cute little Guatemalan chick that they snatched up when she was walking home from dental school." "They hurt her bad." " Then why are they on the street?" "They walked from the beef." "One of our own felt we violated Mr. Coates' and Mr. Fremont's civil rights and told the City Attorney." " Washington dimed you out?" " Yep." "Why do you think they put the dude in Community Relations?" "Are you shitting me?" "Washington kicked loose the very guys who whacked him?" "Damn ironic, isn't it?" "Oh, guys!" "What is this, a garage sale?" "How you doing, Lud?" "What's this?" "Why..." "Lud, why do you have this?" "Those are the shitbags who popped Washington." "Sarge, we can get these guys." "No, no." "Not if you want to keep your badge." "Besides, these two animals?" "These guys, they'll take care of each other." "They'll be dead by the end of the week." "Probably shoot each other's fucking faces off, knowing these two." "You know how that shit works." "This week's suspects, next week's victims, right?" "Yeah, right." "What the hell are you doing here, Tom?" "Let's talk." "I'm sick of this shit, man." "It's the same damn song for three years." "Crying about your wife." "She's gone, Tom." "What's it gonna take to bring you back from Mars?" "Have I ever asked you for anything?" "You know what?" "You ask me for shit all the time." "Big things, Jack." "Important things." "What's up, Tom?" "Give me a green light to take out the assholes who did Washington." "Come on, Jack." "King's X." "What the hell is this?" "I can lay them out like I did those Koreans, but off the books." "I'm talking shovels and trash bags." "Who's gonna know?" "Who's gonna care?" "The Koreans?" "That..." "That was business." "This?" "This is some crazy bullshit rattling around in that drunk-ass mind of yours." "Look at yourself!" "Look at yourself, Tom!" "You're a mess!" "When did you start drinking today?" "Your little airplane bottles of vodka?" "And you drove over here intoxicated." "You want a second DUI?" "No one's going to fuck with me, Jack!" "You're not listening to me!" "You're not listening to me!" "No, you listen to me!" "This is much bigger than that." "Do you think Biggs is stupid?" "He's got a PhD in catching cops slipping." "You know this." "You know all this." "You got to hold your mud." "Can you do that?" "It's time to turn the page and close the book." "They took $200?" "I..." "I forgot about it till I saw this." "That's the man." "That's him." "He took all my pay." "Said it was for the cookie jar." "The cookie jar?" "That's what he said." "I'll be right back." "What do you want, Disco?" "Washington was dirty." "He was a piece of shit." "Why are you telling me this?" "I think you know why." "I know why." " Are you recording this, huh?" " That's a new phone." "You working for Internal Affairs?" "You made one deal." "Maybe you made two." "Captain Biggs flip you to the dark side, punk?" "You know what?" "They're right about you." "You are fucking out there." "From now on, you stay away from me." "We don't talk." "All right, hold on, Disco." "Hold on." "Hold on." "I gotta watch my own back these days, you know?" "Come on." "Don't be mad." "Washington was dirty." "Hit me, princess." "Go on." "A couple things." "You know we found $50,000 in cash on him at the store." "No, I didn't." "That's a lot of cash, but not in itself damning." "Oh, but this is." "Looks like an evidence tag." "I found it in Washington's truck." "I had SID scan it." "Corresponds to a kilo of heroin." "Guess who comes along and signs out the dope?" "Washington?" "Washington signed out heroin and returned brown sugar." "The guys who whacked him moved dope." "You know, Washington sprung them from a rape beef on a technicality." "No, I did not know that." "Maybe they had a business arrangement." "Maybe it was a hit." "That would explain the heavy artillery." "Washington deserved it, right?" "He was dirty, so fuck him." "I feel much better about the suspects walking." "And you, you must feel better too, right?" "We're doing the right thing." "No shame if you want to take your pass." "This has to be you and me." "Why do you think we're in the goddamn bathroom?" "This is it." "Last known address." "Okay." "A family here now." "Our boys are long gone." "All right, Disco." "See those yahoos?" "I'm going to jam them." "And when I do, one of them is gonna bolt." "That's the one that's dirty." "You bored or something?" "This is their hood." "Anyone knows Fremont and Coates, they do." "Hold this, mija." "Get him." "Get out of here, Supercut!" "Fuck off." "You're in the wrong neighborhood, homes." "Watch out!" "Watch out!" "Move!" "Yo, run, homie!" "Yo, Spencer." "I had him." "Why you running, man?" "Hey, get me the fuck down, man." "This shit's cutting me, man!" " Get me the fuck down, man!" " What else?" "What else?" "What else?" "What the fuck are you doing?" "So, what do they call ya?" "They call me..." "They call me fucking Quicks, man." " Quicks?" "Not quick enough." " Quick." "Hey, get me the fuck down, homes." "Please, man, this shit's cutting me, dawg." "Fremont and Coates." "They were staying across from the house you were partying at." "You know them?" "I don't fucking know them fools, man!" "I'm a fucking Southsider, all right, ese?" "I don't be fucking party with no brothers and shit." "Man, what the fuck you doing?" " They're from Belize." " Shit!" " Who knows them?" "Who knows them?" " All right!" "Who knows them?" "Look, mother..." "Hey, motherfucker, come on." "All right, dawg." "Look, look." "Check this out, man." "There's a baller cat on San Pedro, all right?" "Dude's name is Grill, man." "He's from 40s town, ese." " Grill. 40s town." " All right." "Yeah." "Grill, man." "That motherfucker, he knows all of them, all right, man." "Hey!" "Hey!" "What about him?" " He's lucky he's not going to jail." " Hey." "Come on, man." " I'll run Grill through CALGANG." " Hey!" " See if I can get an address." " Hey, fucking white boys." "He's way better than you!" "Housemates, report to the backyard." "This is a badminton challenge between us and the original cast ofDrawn Together." "Prepare to be transformed into a bunch of losers." "Fuck, man." "Let's make these guys eat shuttlecock."