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hwp - Yo, fellas, whats up?
- Same ol, same ol.
I got eight-balls, redi-rocks, jumbos.
- I even got starter kits.
- Jumbos, two twenties.
Two twenties would be $ .
Can you break this?
I aint no cash machine.
You laughin at me?
No, brother. Im just sayin...
You laugh at this?
Wait!
Get the shit.
Get the roll.
Motherfuckers so dead.
Dead all over.
Yeah?
Youre dead too.
I tell ya, Grandpa.
This lot was full
of used cars this afternoon.
Crime scenes. Detective Pavletz.
Howre you doin, Sarge?
Hold on.
Okay.
"Black male...
"...D.O.A...
"...in car...
"...intersection...
"...Hubbard...
"...and Leavitt.
"Apparent gunshot victim."
Whats "apparent," Sarge?
"Huge...
"...fuckin bullet holes...
"...in head...
"...and chest."
Good enough. All right.
Mad Dog. Youre up.
Ass end of the South Side, right?
No, you got a male dead man
in the th district. Youll find it.
Indoors or outdoors?
In a car.
Yo, Mike. Youre up.
Five more minutes, Ma.
Hey, Mad Dog,
you know what I want for Christmas?
Sixteen vestal virgins.
Fix your collar.
Yeah.
That head-in-the-garbage-can job
last night?
I told the coroner:
"Just bring a bowling ball bag."
Mad Dog, I tell you this,
cause your partner is brain dead.
Get me some Twinkies.
There should be a store open
a couple blocks from the scene.
Its : a.m., you fat fuck.
Twinkies. And a banana for this monkey.
A green one.
Hey, Mad Dog.
I got some sandwiches over here.
Just your basic dead shitskin.
Nobodys been in the car, right?
Its nice and cherry?
Absolutely.
Brother, you fucked up.
The doer might be in the crowd.
Can you get me a group portrait?
Yeah. Lets do the street.
From the blood on the window...
...Id say your victim got whacked here.
And your shooter was sitting
in the front passenger seat there.
Got a lot of blood in the door well...
...so the door had to be open at the time.
Maybe he slipped in for a quick sale...
...and the deal went sour,
or it was rip-off time and ba-boom.
See the scorch mark over the temple?
Yeah.
The muzzle was no more
than three inches away.
But you see this?
Your blow-back shot a good two feet.
So the shooters arm
will be covered with blood.
I can tell you more when we pull him out.
This blow-back, too?
- Where?
- Over there on the window.
No blood on the headrest.
Blow-back dont leap over things.
Thats somebody elses.
We got a crowbar somewhere?
Hey. Its a doubleheader.
- Ill be right back.
- Youre killin him, Mad Dog.
Get him some Melba toast.
Mike, do me a favor? My names Wayne.
"Old black magic has me in its spell
"That old black magic
that you weave so well
"Those icy fingers up and down my spine
"That same old witchcraft
when your eyes meet mine"
Got any Twinkies?
No.
How about Melba toast?
What the hells Melba toast, right?
Lets see...
Whats that?
- A dollar.
- A dollar? What is this, a hotel lobby?
Fifty cents.
Jesus! Dont shoot him, please.
Dont shoot!
Theres a crime scene down the block.
You shoot, theyll hear.
You want the money?
Just take it. Go out the back.
You take it yet?
- Did you take it yet? Jesus Christ.
- Shut up!
You want the money?
Here.
You smoke?
What do you smoke?
Take some cartons here.
- You like some candy?
- Do you like candy?
- Give him a fuckin back rub, too.
- I said shut up!
Go out the back. You gotta go now.
You gotta go quiet, please.
Call him a cab!
Get the fuck up!
Please.
Please. Do you like Rice-A-Roni?
How about a nice Diet Sprite?
Theyll hear it. I swear.
Theyre right down the block.
You fucker!
You all right?
Fuck off.
Call . Say that a police officer
needs assistance.
Youre a cop?
