Cooley High
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:23:21
A scholarship!
My man got a scholarship. Dynamite.

:23:25
That's really outta sight, man.
:23:27
Hey, man, that is really hip.
:23:29
You know how it is.
Gotta do somethin'.

:23:38
Hey, y'all dig.
:23:40
This year when I get outta Cooley,
it's gonna be Gramblin' University.

:23:50
Y'all gonna make me
drop the wine, man.

:23:53
You just uptight
'cause you ain't goin' nowhere.

:23:55
Soon as I get out, I'm off like
a big black bird to Hollywood.

:23:59
I'm gonna be
a famous writer, man.

:24:01
Nigger, your ass ain't
goin' no place but jail.

:24:04
How you know?
:24:06
What kind of script is gonna come
from somethin' like this?

:24:09
All of the sudden he's gonna be
a big-time Hollywood writer.

:24:14
You crazy.
:24:15
Call me crazy when I come back
with my first million.

:24:18
You think somebody's gonna pay you
a million for that junk you write?

:24:21
- Has anybody heard Preacher's poetry?
- Not me.

:24:24
Your eyes are like limpid pools
of eternity swallowing up my soul.

:24:30
Wait. There's more.
Check this out.

:24:34
Liquid dreams and visions of you
beckon to my throbbing manhood.

:24:41
You copied that
out of my notebook.

:24:45
What ya doin'
goin' in my notebook?

:24:56
- What's with you?
- He had no business in my notebook.

:24:59
Why don't you hit him
with your throbbing manhood?


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