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:54:01
You just lay there, bro'.
You let the breeze hit your face.

:54:04
You're chillin'
with your boxers off,

:54:06
and the wind
kissing your balls...

:54:14
Maggie: Darlene is only asking
for 600 a month.

:54:17
Angel: Guess how much
she's getting? Zero dollars.

:54:19
The thing of it is,
that bitch rats me out,

:54:23
I'm as good
as back in lockup.

:54:25
That's why
I don't trust nobody.

:54:28
That's why I don't get no mail
at my house,

:54:30
- I ain't got money in no bank.
- He's got over 40 grand hidden.

:54:34
- Maggie, what the fuck?!
- Why don't you give Carlos money?

:54:37
- ¿Tú estás loca?
- As a loan to get back the bodega.

:54:41
- Maggie!
- This could be a way out of here.

:54:44
You heard what he said,
he needs that money.

:54:45
You were gonna give me that money
to open my own space.

:54:47
Shut the fuck up,
you're family.

:54:49
Carlos isn't family?
He'll pay you back.

:54:59
It's my business,
I can take care of it, okay?

:55:02
People buggin' out
around me today. Later, bro'.

:55:04
You got a big fucking mouth,
and I ain't got no money.

:55:35
Where did you put them?
Where'd you put them?

:55:37
I'm tired of your fucking
bullshit game, viejo.

:55:40
Where are
my fucking drawings?

:55:46
Carlos...
:55:49
I should be the one
:55:52
that would be making
the questions here.

:55:56
How many gallons of milk
did you deliver today?


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