Where is the Miller High Life?

No more High Life.

You look what we have.

No more High Life?

What kind of a joint is this?

How come no more High Life?

Look, doctor, this ain't Korea or China

or wherever you're from.

You get some Miller High Life in this fuckin' joint.

You buy another beer.

Da Mayor...

don't drink this Lite shit.

Tastes like cold pot liquor.

All right, all right. But you're askin' a lot

to make a man change his beer. A lot, doctor.

Hey! You old drunk!

What did l tell you

about drinkin' in front of my stoop?

Move on. You're blockin' my view.

You are ugly enough.

Don't stare at me.

The evil eye doesn't work on me.

Mother Sister, you been talkin' about me for 18 years.

What l ever done to you?

You a drunk fool.

Besides that?

The Mayor don't bother nobody,

and nobody don't bother the Mayor but you.

The Mayor just tend to his own business.

l love everybody.

l even love you.

Hold your tongue.

You don't have that much love.

One day you gonna be nice to me.

We may both be dead and buried,

but you gonna be nice.

At least civil.