:27:05
'Cause I'm a player, nigga.
I'm a pimp, and I don't
have to deal with this shit.
:27:09
You got your shirt on
backwards, player.
Players fuck up.
:27:14
Snatch the shit
off your head, man.
Don't
worry about what I'm doin'.
:27:19
Why didn't y'all do nothin'
when the fat bitch
jumped on me?
:27:22
Y'all a trip! I'm movin'.
I'm runnin' away from here.
:27:28
Yo, we gotta pull over
or somethin', man.
[Debo] Be quiet, punk.
:27:30
My fuckin'nuts is hurtin'.
We got some business
to take care of, fool.
:27:34
Oh, shit. Hey!
[Smooching]
:27:36
[Debo]
Keep your mind
on business, man!
:27:39
I'm gonna kick
that Craig's butt.
:27:45
Where we goin' anyway, man?
This shit's...
[Grunts]
:27:47
[Crash]
:27:51
Damn, Debo.
Fuckin'ass is hurtin'.
:27:55
What are we doin' here anyway?
Close your mouth,
I'll tell you.
:27:58
Now, this is the way
the plan goes. I want you
to call over there...
:28:01
and say you have
an urgent message
from Mr. William Jones.
:28:05
What urgent message?
The urgent message is,
"Drop everything.
:28:08
Craig's in trouble.
Come quick."
:28:11
I don't think that shit
gonna work.
Man, just do it.
:28:15
I don't even know the number.
It's on the side
of the building, fool.
:28:19
Just pick the phone up.
:28:24
Ahh. I feel
five pounds lighter.
:28:28
[Coughing]
What?
:28:31
Jealous?
[Chuckles]
:28:33
What's that?
:28:38
Come on, now.
Where's my burrito?
:28:41
What's wrong with you?
What kind of place is this?
:28:44
[Phone Ringing]
Come on, come on, come on.
Give me my stuff.
:28:48
Hello? Yeah, I got
an urgent message...
Hello? Yeah.
:28:51
for a nigga named
Mr. Willie Jo...
Willie who?
:28:53
It's William, fool.
I mean, I got an urgent message
for Mr. William Jones.
:28:59
Okay. Jones, yeah, yeah.
Yeah.