1. Aw, shit, it's Tookie Ross.
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2. - The pimp?
- Yeah, he only pimps
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3. when he get tired
of killin' motherfuckers
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4. She didn't go to the cops,
but I'm-a tell you, boy —
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5. Hey, why is everybody
so quiet?
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6. Oh, man.
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7. Jesus, that's Tookie Ross.
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8. Now, I know you don't expect me
to be impressed, right?
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9. I watched Pops make the sun,
the moon, and the stars.
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10. What this dude make,
some bad decisions?
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11. Yo, my man,
everybody else
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12. might be scared
of your ass, but I'm not.
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13. Now, if I catch you
working on my turf,
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14. then your ass
gonna have to pay.
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15. Ransom is running shit.
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16. - Who the fuck is Ransom?
- Me, nigga.
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17. You see, I speak
in the third person.
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18. Well, let me tell you
some first-person shit,
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19. to tell that
third-person punk Ransom.
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20. I work when I want to work,
where I want to work.
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21. You got that, bitch?
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22. Tookie!
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23. I'm gonna get my revenge.
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24. Even if I got to jump my soul
into this fat motherfucker
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25. Hey, hey.
This is a new shirt.
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26. My God! I'm — I'm possessed
by Tookie Ross!
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27. No, you're not, dawg.
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28. And I hope nobody expect me
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29. to raise this evil mother
fucker from the dead, either.
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30. Are you the Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ,
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31. king of all kings,
lord of all lords?
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32. And you know this, Bill.
What's happening?
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33. Hallelujah! Jesus,
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34. you've been served.
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35. Lloyd's suing me
for making him sober?
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36. Man, what kind of
bullshit is this?
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37. Welcome back to Homey's Court.
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38. This is Lloyd, a former
homeless alcoholic
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Gardens apartment building.
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40. He claims Jesus made him sober,
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41. thus depriving him of any joy
in life ever again.
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42. He's suing for $600.
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43. And this is our Lord and Savior,
Jesus Christ.
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44. He died for our sins,
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45. but apparently,
that's not good enough
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46. to prevent him
from being sued by Lloyd.
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47. This is the case
of "Less Jews, More Booze."
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48. Raise your right hand.
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49. Your right hand —
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50. Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth,
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51. - and nothing but the truth?
- You damn right I do.
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52. Raise your right hand.
Do you swear to tell the truth,
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53. the whole truth,
and nothing but the truth?
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54. - So help me Pops.
- Man, speaking of that, man,
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55. do you think
you can sign my Bible?
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56. Not now, Reggie.
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57. Sorry, Judge.
I'm sorry, Jesus.
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58. Hey, Reg.
Don't even trip.
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59. Look inside
the inside cover.
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60. Case 123 on your calendar,
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61. Lloyd the drunk
versus Christ the Savior.
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62. Before we get
started here today,
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63. Judge Homey:
I'd like to say that, uh, well,
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64. I've seen people
waste time and money
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65. in many different ways.
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66. Reggie and I saw "Boo" 1 and 2
in the theater.
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67. - We did.
- But this is an even bigger
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68. - waste of time and money.
- Well, Your Honor —
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69. How many cases have we had
like this, Reggie?
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70. - None.
- Not a goddamn one.
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71. And why? It's ridiculous
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72. that you are trying to prove
that this man made you sober.
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73. If your ass was a alcoholic,
you should be thanking him.
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74. Your Honor, would you
thank a man
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75. who stole your means
of orgasmic bliss?
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76. Kill your ability
to bust a nut?
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77. Shut down the flow
of your love hydrant?
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78. I guess I'd be mad if my
love hydrant was shut down.
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79. - You, Reggie?
- Mm-hmm.
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80. Well, that's what
Jesus did to me.
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81. Took my ability to get drunk
off my black, crusty ass.
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82. And people always say,
"Well, what would Jesus do?"
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83. I know what he'd do.
He'd fuck up a lot of shit.
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84. All right, look.
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85. Let's start at the beginning.
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86. Okay, Your Honor.
Now, I'm laying down,
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87. minding my own business.
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88. Jesus walked up to me,
leaned down,
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89. and he said,
"Lloyd, you're sober."
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90. I said, "W-W-W-Wait —
Wait a minute.
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91. Hold on.
What you mean sober?"
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92. Your Honor, Lloyd
was laying there,
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93. incapacitated, lethargic.
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94. I looked in his eyes.
He had the sad,
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95. alcoholic, puppy-dog eyes
that was crying for help.
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96. "Please, I don't want
to be like this no more.
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97. Please make me sober."
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98. - And that's what I did.
- I can't believe this.
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99. And when I got down there
to help him out, you know what?
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100. - He didn't fight.
- That's not true.
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101. He didn't resist.
He wanted it.
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102. I thought you come there
to help me
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103. with my heartbreak of psoriasis.No, you didn't.
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104. - You wanted sobriety.
- Yes, I did.
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105. Order in Homey's Court!
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106. All right.
Now, Lloyd, you are suing him
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107. for an amount of $600.
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108. Now, how did you come up
with that amount?
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109. Well, Your Honor, since I been,
um, sober, your life changes.
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110. You know, I have to eat better.
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111. I take a shower now,
and I use that stuff people use.
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112. You know what they do?
They do like this.
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113. - What they call it?
- Soap?
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114. Soap.
So, now I'm clean,
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115. women want
to have sex with me.
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116. Now we got another
whole problem.
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117. I got to get some condoms
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118. and, uh, my record bill is high. Record bills?
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119. Well, you know you got
to get Luther Vandross
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120. and Teddy Pendergrass,
Johnny Mathis.
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121. You can't make love
without music.
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122. Whoo-hoo!
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123. I'm gonna get my revenge.
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124. Tookie!
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125. Even if I got to get my soul
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126. into this fat
mother fuckers body.
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127. I'm possessed by Tookie Ross!
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128. For the record, Your Honor,
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129. I didn't make Lloyd sober.
It wasn't me. It was Pops.
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130. O-Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoever your Pops is,
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131. He isn't on trial. You are.
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132. Now, are you or are you not
the one who made him sober?
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133. Not directly.
See, Pops i-is God,
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134. who is my Father,
a-and He works through me.
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135. So, you know, I handle
the business on earth.
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136. Wait a minute.
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137. You really think you're Jesus?
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138. Homey, you crazy.
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139. I know them ain't my bitches.
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140. See, you girls need to stay
focused, all right?
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141. You don't need to be seeing
nothin' except blue skies,
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142. dirty asphalt, or fuzzy navels.
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143. Missionary position,
you seein' blue skies.
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144. Doggie style,
you seein' dirty asphalt.
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145. - Fuzzy navel speaks for itself.
- That kind of sucks.
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146. Exactly.
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147. W-What's up, brother?
How can I help you?
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148. Is your name
Bargain Hunter?
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149. That's right.
That — That's me.
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150. You don't need no Benz
and a Rolls
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151. - to get wit' one of my hoes.
- I don't need nothin'.
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152. I'm straight takin' 'em.
Turn the bitches loose or else.
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153. Or else what?
You gonna whoop my ass?
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154. He gonna whoop my ass.
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155. No, I'm not gonna
whoop your ass.
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156. I'm gonna make you
whoop your own ass.
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157. I ain't gonna do that, brother.
Hmm?
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158. You got one second
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159. to whoop your ass,
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160. or I'm gonna whoop
your ass for ya.
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161. Let me tell you somethin',
brother. At the end of —
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162. - Ooh!
- Oh.
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163. What the hell?
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164. What the...
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165. Why you doin' that, brother?
Huh?
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166. Look, brother,
you can have the money.
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167. Just take — take it, dawg!
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168. Girl, that's that fat nigga
Tookie said he was gonna possess
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- He must'a,
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170. 'cause only Tookie
can mindfuck somebody
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172. - Ooh, hey, baby.
- Hey, what's up?
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173. You know, that was
just like Tookie.
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174. Mm-hmm. Tookie-esque,
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175. for real, Zaddy.
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176. That's what's up.
That ain't the only thing
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177. like Tookie goin' on right now.
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178. Ooh.
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179. Duck walk, bitches.
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180. Now, Lloyd, can you actually
prove that you were a drunk?
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181. Yes, Your Honor. And I'd like
to call my first witness,
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182. - Jesus Christ.
- Okay.
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183. Jesus, could you please describe
who and what I was
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184. prior to you
making me sober?
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185. Lloyd was a shit-faced
drunk, Your Honor.
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186. And could you tell the court
how I used to smell?
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187. He smelled like 20 pounds
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188. of fresh-kicked
gorilla ass, Your Honor.
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189. Would you say that my
shit-faced, gorilla-smelling ass
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190. - was happy?
- Your Honor, I ain't got no way
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happiness level.
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192. All right, Lloyd, if you want
to be a drunk again,
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193. why don't you go out
and get drunk again?
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194. Your Honor,
I'm sober in perpetuity.
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195. And I'd like to bring
my second witness as proof.
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196. This is a bottle of Darby.
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197. I'm going to consume this.
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198. I should be drunk
in 22 minutes.
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199. If you will
indulge me, please?
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200. Please.
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201. Thank you.
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202. As you can see,
Your Honor, no effect.
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203. As proof, I would like the lady
in the front row
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204. with the big titties
to step out.
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205. Big-titty lady?
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206. - Bang!
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207. - Your Honor...
- What in the world?
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209. If I was toe down,
this wouldn't happen.
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210. Jesus, you see that?
Look at it.
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211. God gave me this.
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212. Now, Lloyd, you have proven
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drunk-ass bastard
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of ever being saved.
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215. But you have got to prove
that Jesus is the son of God
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that he cured your ass.
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218. Well, Pops —
I mean God is my dad.
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219. The record says here that Joseph
the carpenter is your father.
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220. Your Honor, just because
Joseph married my mom
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222. So, your mama just stuck
that fool with the payments.
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223. Reggie knows about that.
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224. Damn. Sadly, I do.
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225. - So what you got for me?
- Remember that chubby dude
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226. Tookie grabbed
right before he died?
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227. Yeah, I remember
the fat mother fucker
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228. His name is Boonie.
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that fat mother fucker
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231. I don't know about
all that possession shit,
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is I ain't taking no chances.
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to Tookie Ross.
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234. Even if I have to kill
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235. Oh, I've been drinking
with Lloyd for years.
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236. And I can testify that my friend
Lloyd here can drink
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239. Poor man. It's so painful.
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240. Hurt like a bitch.
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241. Just a bitch?
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of painful bitches.
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243. True dat.
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244. As long as I've known Lloyd,
he's been a drunken fool.
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245. Fool? Ain't nobody
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247. Now, you want me to be honest,
let me be honest.
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248. Well, how you gon' call
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249. Because, mother fucker
you are a fool.
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252. Lloyd got drunk all the time.
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254. Now, I didn't see him do it,
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a lot of miracles.
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256. Like, for instance,
my son Boonie is still alive.
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257. And that's a dumb-ass nigga,
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258. so that's a miracle
in and of itself.
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259. What's your fuckin
problem, boy?
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260. You don't barge into
my bedroom like that.
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261. You knock first, Boones.
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262. What you want?
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263. You know what I want,
Boo Boo.
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264. I want some
of that afternoon sex.
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afternoon checks?
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266. You got your child
support, Boone?
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267. Nah, but look here, girl.
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270. You know I gotta go to court.
I gotta testify for Jesus today.
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271. Well, get
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272. Nigga, I ain't say no.
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273. I say we gotta do
a quickie,
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275. Why are you dressed
like a pimp?
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276. 'Cause my hoes like it.
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277. What hoes, Boone?
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278. Come on in here.
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279. Who are these
broke-down bitches?
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280. These my girls,
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281. and I think it's about time
we all had that fivesome.
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282. Fivesome? Nigga, we can
barely do a twosome.
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283. - Hell no.
- Hey, suit yourself.
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285. Oh, hell no.
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286. I know how to stop
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287. Give me this
goddamn gun, girl.
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288. Ooh, damn.
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289. Boonie, you better be glad
I don't have time
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290. to take care of this shit
because I gotta go to court.
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291. But if I found out y'all been
fuckin in my house, Boonie,
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292. I'm gonna burn this bitch down,
with y'all in it.
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293. You gonna be a crispy pimp
with some cooked-ass hoes.
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294. Bring your ass here
with that —
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295. Oh, wait.
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296. - Tired of his shit.
- Hey!
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297. - Getting on my damn nerves.
- Hey!
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298. - Got these hoes up in here.
- I'm not done with you, woman!
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299. Nobody blue-balls
Tookie Ross!
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300. Honestly, I don't know much
about Lloyd being an alcoholic,
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Jesus perform a miracle,
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still be an alcoholic
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my black ass alone.
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305. What he should've been doin'
is heal her lopsided titties.
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306. Okay, first of all,
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309. And third, Lloyd, stop,
'cause you wish you had
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lopsided deliciousness.
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311. Well, yes, I do.
Yes, I do.
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312. What you got for me?
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down to a TV station.
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314. Look like him and the hoes
gonna be goin' down there, too.
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Then that's where we goin'.
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so everybody can see.
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is beyond nice.
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you have something.
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shared like that.
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they take after Boonie.
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- That's they trifling-ass daddy.
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that man act right
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It got to come from his heart.
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You're Jesus, aren't you?
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328. But right now, all you're doing
is looking like Jesus.
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acting like Jesus.
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unless Pops says so.
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I'm Jesus Christ
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right?
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Either you perform a miracle
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that you are the Son of God,
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in them white jackets
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Don't you see I'm busy?
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354. Busy? Look, when a pimp
wants a fivesome,
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- You can't just stroll away
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And who the hell are you?
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this woman right here.
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over all these bitches.
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your crazy ass
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what I think you sayin'.
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I'm tryin' to say?
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doin' somethin' strange
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371. Bet.
That's what I'm sayin'.
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372. That's my boy right there,
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- Game hell.
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374. That nigga done lost
his damn mind, Ms. Tudi.
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375. - Order in Homey's Court!
- Hey, fool.
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I'm above the law?
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377. Goddamn it, and after I handle
my bidness with these bitches,
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378. - I might rent one out to you.
- All I know is
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Talk to him, Jesus.
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380. Boone, you trippin'.
We in a court of law, man.
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381. Hey, man, I told you,
Tookie possessed my soul.
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You not possessed, man.
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Well, why I'm doing this?
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387. Reggie, get his ass
up out of here!
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when I want.
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390. I think you're gonna go now.
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391. - Where are we?
- You in Homey's Court.
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395. - And is television real or fake?
- It's fake.
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- God damn it.
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rip your colon out
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- Boonie, what done got into you?
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- Jesus, do something.
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He ain't lost nothin'.
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404. He gained some swag.
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405. See, I always knew
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406. that you was gonna grow up
and be somebody.
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407. Now you and I, we can run
the family business.
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408. Bitch, this my business!
You work for me!
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409. Jesus, come get
this crazy mother fucker
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410. because he has
lost his damn mind.
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411. Boone, I'm telling you, brah,
you are not possessed, dawg.
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412. He is possessed!
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413. Possessed by the soul of Tookie.
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414. I wasn't afraid of him
when he was alive,
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415. and I sure the hell
ain't scared of him
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416. while he in
this fat-ass teddy bear.
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417. - That's right. That's right.
- Hold on, whoa, whoa, whoa.
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418. Look. Free cocaine.
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419. - Where?
- In your nads!
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420. Uh-huh. Yeah.
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421. A bullet might not
have killed you,
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422. but maybe this blade will.
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423. - Ohh!
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424. I knew you had it in you.
Look at you. Gangster.
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425. King Kong ain't
got shit on me!
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426. Damn.
My baby sound just like Denzel.
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427. Boo, maybe we can start
with a foursome or somethin'.
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428. Maybe later.
Right now,
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429. I got to take
this nigga's life!
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430. Boonie!
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431. Whoa!
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432. The fuck you doin', dawg?
You trippin'.
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433. You about to
take this man's life.
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434. I know.
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435. I told you, Jesus.
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436. Tookie Ross done
took over your boy.
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437. Fivesomes?
Sixsomes?
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438. Man, you know I'm just down
for a onesome
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439. when I can talk myself
into it.
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440. Tried to tell you
I'm possessed.
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441. Boonie, you not —
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442. Fuck it.
I'm gonna do this.
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443. Evil spirit, demon —
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444. - Trump?
- No, man, this Tookie Ross.
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445. Leave the homey alone!
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446. Cast yourself from this man!
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447. Begone!
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448. Hey.
Thanks, Jesus.
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449. Yeah, thank you, Jesus,
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450. for proving
you can perform a miracle.
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451. Your Honor, I rest my case.
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452. Well, judging from the miracle
I just witnessed here,
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453. and the fact that
Lloyd was a drunken bastard
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454. and is now sober,
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455. I have no choice but to rule
in favor of the plaintiff.
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456. - Hey, hey, hey.
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457. Shut the fuck up!
I'm not done.
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458. Mr. Jesus, I sentence you
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459. to 300 hours
of community service.
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460. Um, what about my $600?
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461. Sorry, Lloyd.
Community service. That's it.
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462. I've got $600 comin'.
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463. Somebody owe me
600 fuckin dollars.
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464. You know fuck
Homey Court.
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465. Fuck and fuck you, Judge.
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466. And your fuckin
guard over there,
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467. y'all ain't Shit
Fuck all y'all.
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468. Fuck everything,
Fuck the carpet,
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469. Fuck the color
of this place,
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470. Fuck the lights,
Fuck the air in —
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471. The stinking air, fuck y'all.
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472. Fuck that camera.
Fuck y'all
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473. I don't give a fuck
about this shit
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474. Got my ass out here,
think I'm gonna get my $600.
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475. I gotta buy some soap!
My ass stink!
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476. Coming up next,
"Whose baby is it anyway?"
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