-What up, Fez?
-What's up, man?

Yo, can I get two
of the rolling papers, too, bro?

Yo, man,

I don't know what's been
going on

with you, Rue,
and Jules and shit...

But you should know,
I really do care about her.

Aren't you like her drug dealer?

Nah, man.

Well, you're in a relationship?

Nah, bro,
that's like my family.

So, it's platonic.

Look, man,
all I'm saying is

leave her and her friends alone.

Is that a threat?

-Nah, I'm just telling you.
-Or what?

We're not gonna be having
this conversation.

Fezco, let's get this straight.

You're like half a retard.

You dropped out of school at 20,
and now you're a gangster.

What are you like,
fucking Tony Montana?

What's the plan?

Hmm?
Gonna be living in a mansion?

Fucking, pet tigers and shit?

Go fuck yourself.

Listen, bro.

All I'm saying, you keep fucking
with Rue and her friends,

and I'ma kill you.

It's gonna be 5.75, playboy.

-(CAR DOOR SHUTS)
-(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

(REGISTER CLANGS)