-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.
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(REGISTER CLANGS)