Yo! Get the fuck outta the way!
JANE
You get the fuck out of my way! Do you understand?
Go back to Pakistan!
JOHNNY
Look, Ive gotta be realistic here, all right? Ive
got to look ahead. I mean, how long have youve been
doing this shit? What, for seventeen years? Look...
JANE
Look, what? Look, what?!
JOHNNY
I dont want that to happen to me, okay?
JANE
You should be so lucky!
JOHNNY
Hey, I got pr
Yo chumbake, take a hike.
Barry then pushes Max to the ground and a fight breaks out. Ray pulls them
apart.
Helen -
Barry their just friends.
Barry -
Okay Ray just taking care of your girl like I promised.
Ray -
Thanks, Buddie, now lets blow.
Helen -
Yeah okay, lets beem down to Dawsons beach. Enjoy a ride?
Julie (To Max) -
Bye.
EXT. Reapers curve --- Driving along the highway, drivi
a moment... then
pursues the MAN ON CRUTCHES.
JOE (CONT.)
Excuse me..? Sir? Yo!
CUT TO:
ANDREW EKERGES FROM CITY HALL, ONTO DILWORTH PLAZA BUSTLING with
PEDESTRIANS (EXT./DAY) ...
... DARTS into the street, hailing a cab.
CUT TO:
THE CAB PULLS UP TO A BROWNSTONE ON A RESIDENTIAL STREET,
Andrew hopping out, stuffing papers into his briefcase
(EXT./DAY) ...
RUSHING to the door marked "Dr. Rob
Yo, I asked for a frame line.
Okay, can we get a frame line, please?
Les, do you have a frame line?
I think so.
Now lock it up. Were going for picture.
That was beautiful, both of you.
Just like that, stay focused.
Keep with it. No big deal.
All right, call it, wanda.
All right, and roll sound.
speed.
Roll camera.
Rolling. Scene six, take two.
Everybody settle.
And action.
Dad hit me first
and kn
Yo, what up?
Go see what your daddy want.
Here you go.
Brace these handlebars
behind your knees.
Sit.
Crank the pedals.
Get that wheel going...
...about rpm.
- Whats up with this?
- Come on!
Put some muscle into it. Come on!
Its crazy, man. Got a nigger
riding a bike going nowhere.
Bear with me. Youll see.
Harder!
Harder!
Come on, T, get playing!
Tilt the wheel to your right.
Right?
Augie, check
Yo, man, hows it feel? - Its hot, man.
I can smell my ass burning.
Mike, you should give it a little kiss so itll feel better.
Pretend like were not even here.
Hey, isnt Ricky Martin having a concert? Get the fuck on.
- You always gotta go racial, man. - Its sad, man.
I think its cool. It hit the meat. It aint nowhere near the hole.
Two lousy bags?
What about the biggest shipment of ecstasy to co
Yo.
What the fuck? Youre sick?
No, I just had
a stomach thing, sir.
Staff Sergeant Sykes.
Im with Surveillance
and Target Acquisition. STA.
I heard it took six guys
to pull that little branding
trick on you.
Your file says that you aint
too fucking dumb, either.
So you better get un-sick
most motherfucking
ricky-tick...
because theres a chance
that you could be
a scout sniper.
What the fuck is th
Yo, Vincent!
Vincent, were on.
Hey, Vincent.
Can you believe this guy?
Hey, Vinnie.
You slide this stuff
into a bottle of Old Granddad...
youd hardly be lying.
Pick me up.
I get off at : .
Not without me
you dont.
Do you?
Lately...
Wait a minute.
Im talking bourbon.
You know the secret?
These people get a hold
of aged kegs.
Youre tasting
low fusel oil content.
Just like the big guys.
Its the kegs
Yo, Barb, we still on for happy hour?
-Ten hours and counting.
Hey, Marisa, you here?
Can l finish getting dressed,
please? Thank you.
Youre the one who keeps
talking about being a manager.
All lm saying is, it could be you.
Theyre not gonna make
a maid a manager.
Why not? Todays a new day.
Anythings possible.
You know what lm saying?
Friday morning, people!
Lots to do. Heads up.
Mr. Bextrum has
- Mr. Travis, Louis Travis. Its just for a second.
Mr Woodward - So, Ill pick you up after your yearbook.
Paige Woodward - Okay, dad.
Mr Woodward - And no big dates tonight, you have to be well rested for your History exam
tomorrow.
Paige - Okay.
Mazz - Yo Paige, anytime anywhere beautiful. Mr. Paige.
Nora Diniro - Oh, Miss Paige Woodward arriving.
Janie - So rich, so smart.
Nora - So perfect.