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:04:06
Damn.
:04:12
Ain´t nothin´ in this house.
:04:21
Every time
l come in the kitchen...

:04:24
you in the kitchen...
:04:27
in the goddamned refrigerator,
eating all the food--

:04:32
all the chicken,
all the pig feet...

:04:35
all the collard green,
all the hog maws.

:04:39
l wanna eat some chit´lins.
l love pig feet.

:04:44
When l went to bed last night...
:04:46
didn´t l tell you
to take out the trash?

:04:50
Why didn´t you?
:04:51
l fell asleep.
:04:53
l wish you was sleeping now.
:04:54
l´d knock you
upside your head...

:04:57
make your ass wake up
and take out the trash!

:05:02
What are you doing?
:05:05
Throwing this away.
We ain´t got milk.

:05:07
Put some water on that.
:05:09
All right. l´ll eat it.
:05:15
Take the garbage out, son!
:05:21
Dizam.
:05:23
What´s wrong with him?
:05:25
Hurry up!
l got more work for you!

:05:33
What´s up, Craig?
:05:34
Don´t "what´s up" me.
:05:35
l need to whoop your ass
for knocking over these cans.

:05:39
Don´t knock these over.
:05:40
Nobody gonna knock over
your stupid trash cans.

:05:43
You better not.
Get your ass to school.

:05:46
-Shut up, punk!
-What?

:05:48
l´m gonna knock over
your trash cans anyway.

:05:50
Better run...little bastard.
:05:58
-Hey, Mama.
-Hi, baby.


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