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:32:03
(Knocking)
:32:15
(Strike sighs)
:32:20
Your mama's in her bed.
:32:22
Well, I ain't gonna wake her.
:32:24
You don't get it, do you?
:32:26
- Yo.
- (Rodney ) 'Errol.'

:32:29
Yo.
:32:32
- I'm in the lockup.
- Lockup? For what?

:32:36
I don't know.
:32:38
I'm still trying
to figure it out myself.

:32:43
'But I know who put me here.
:32:46
'That little...punk ass Strike.'
:32:49
- (Errol) 'Strike?'
- 'Mm-hmm.'

:32:54
'You know what you gotta do, right?'
:32:56
- 'It's done.'
- 'I'll see you tomorrow.'

:33:01
Yo. (Coughs)
:33:04
(Moans)
:33:12
- You still around here, nigger?
- What you think?

:33:14
All right. I guess
Errol ain't find your ass yet.

:33:17
- Errol?. What he want?
- (Shorty ) Yo, Strike!

:33:20
(Sighs)
:33:22
- What he want, stupid?
- How the fuck I'm 'posed to know?

:33:26
Maybe he wanna play
with your fuckin' train set(!)

:33:29
(Sighs)
:33:31
- Man, fuck you.
- Fuck you, nigger! I mean, snitch.

:33:36
Shit.
:33:37
Yo, Shorty, how many...
How many times I gotta tell you, man?

:33:41
Stop sweatin' me. You a kid.
:33:43
This is grown-up stuff.
You gonna get hurt out here.

:33:46
Now, take your little bag
of candy, take your little bike

:33:49
and go find some friends, all right?
:33:51
Damn! Fuckin' kids, man.

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