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:17:01
That stock exchange figure they used
for the numbers was 579 last week!

:17:05
lt ain't gonna be 579 again.
:17:08
There was sweet potato pie
on the plate, too.

:17:10
Potatoes is under ''potatoes''.
Oh, look, here it is.

:17:14
642. Huh! 642? Uh-uh.
l ain't gonna play no 642. lt give me gas.

:17:21
Potatoes give me gas. l ain't playing
no number that give me gas!

:17:25
l bet your gas smell as sweet
as flowers in springtime!

:17:28
Mm-mm. Don't you be trying
to get in my good graces.

:17:32
- Hey, Miss Mary.
- Shh. Damn, woman, you hard as lard!

:17:35
You know what? l hate crawfish.
:17:39
l'm gonna just go ahead
and play a dime on 642 straight.

:17:41
- That's another dime down the drain.
- Lord have mercy! Garveyite Francine.

:17:46
This is for you and the kids.
Save your money, Sul.

:17:50
Hey, you don't need to be telling her that,
:17:52
or l'll beat you till you smell like onions.
:17:55
l'll drag you by that collar
and drop you in the gutter.

:17:58
Yeah, yeah. Let me see that.
:18:00
Now, look at this! What you doin',
peddling this gold-can jive?

:18:04
You can bake it, broil it,
fry it, hang it out to dry,

:18:08
it's still just as funky
as a fat man's drawers!

:18:10
Don't you see people hungry? What do
you do for people, numbers man?

:18:14
l have told you several times,
l'm the poor man's racetrack.

:18:18
You take the money
needed to put food on the table.

:18:21
A million-to-one odds - it's a scam!
lt's gambling, that's what it is.

:18:25
Excuse me.
:18:26
The numbers provide jobs for
2,000 coloured folks in Harlem alone.

:18:30
A penny gets you $6 -
a month's groceries.

:18:33
A month's worth of people food,
not this bullshit!

:18:36
lt's the only home-grown business we got.
:18:38
- Are you his partner?
- Don't worry about it.

:18:40
Y'all make a better team
than Amos 'n' Andy!

:18:44
l don't need no partner.
My name is Bumpy Johnson.

:18:49
Bumpy? Your momma
named you Bumpy?

:18:54
What you gonna do
with that hair in Africa?

:18:57
They ain't got no straightening
combs over there! Ugly!


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