- Taking your ass in, Jimmy. - Uh-uh.

- Taking your ass in. - Where are the handcuffs?

I got a license for that, motherfucker.

You got a license for this? Excuse me, all right?

Shit. All right! Yeah!

Now, you know what? I gotta arrest you for that shit.

That shit's too good to be on the street.

Wait a minute, I got this for you. You ain't got to arrest nobody.

Are you bribing me now?

I'll tell you what, I'm arresting everybody!

Now, all you're under arrest! You first!

That's my family. That's my...

Excuse me, excuse me.

Back it up, baby.

What was that?

- Come on, guys. - What's the matter with you, man?

- I said, what the hell was that? - What was what?

- I said what the hell are you doing, man? - Be cool, man!

What's your fucking problem?

What the hell's wrong with you?

Goddamn!

He's all right. I just shot him in the leg, is all.

Damn, Jimmy!

Get up.

All right, everybody, get out! Get out!

Come on, Frank, it was an accident.

- It wasn't no goddamn accident. - He feels terrible.

He don't feel shit, 'cause he's coked up all the motherfucking time!

He's your driver. Get rid of him.

Come on, man, that's your cousin!

That ain't shit to me!

He don't mean nothing to me.

What's he gonna do, go back home?

I don't give a damn what he does!

Send his ass home! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey! Don't rub on that! You blot that!

You understand? That's alpaca!

That's $25,000 alpaca! You blot that shit!

You don't rub it! Put the club soda on there.

Simple Simon-ass motherfuckers.

Listen, from now on, don't nobody talk to me directly! You understand?

You got business with me, you talk to Huey! Huey, you talk to me! You got it?

All right.

Damn it, never on the phone! You got it?

- I got it. - All right!

And take them goddamn sunglasses off.

Take the goddamn sunglasses off!

Damn it, man.

Simple Simon-ass motherfuckers.