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{set in a with muzak playing in the background}
Krayzie aw sh*t. excuse me man, me.
uh, yes sir?
Krayzie you tell me where the payphone at in here or somethin'?
certainly. back there by the wine racks.
Krayzie all right, thanks a lot. thank you, you.
Waiter oh, welcome sir.
Krayzie sh*t. a classy-ass, m*thaf*ckin' restaraunt. know this m*thaf*cker
Got the money, m*thaf*cker.
Sh*t. {pick's up phone, dialtone, in money and dials, it rings.}
His hello?
yeah, hello?
Contact what's
Krayzie yeah, I'm in the m*thaf*ckin' now, man...
Contact he
Krayzie I don't see yet, but I know the nigga'll be here. he got
Reservations.
Contact all right, your business.
Krayzie I think I see his comin' in right now...
right on time.
Krayzie so don't worry about sh*t. I'm a handle nigga, man. this nigga in a
Classy-ass, muthafuckin'
I know this nigga got the m*thaf*ckin' money. don't worry sh*t, I'm a have
It. all
no mercy, nigga.
Krayzie all right. up phone}
excuse me.
uh, yes ma'am.
Broad I have a reservation. for jones.
Waiter for let me see here for a minute. oh yes, mr. jones called. he
Said, he is late,
But I am to you now.
okay, thank you.
Waiter follow me this way. here you go ma'am. um, would you like to with
to drink while you wait?
Broad do you a chardonnay?
Waiter most certainly. coming up. oh, and uh, here is mr. jones right now.
Hi, mr. how are you this evening?
Mr. jones hey, up? what's up? what's up?
hi, baby.
Mr. hey, baby. damn.
Broad baby, what you so long? I been just waitin' and waitin'. this is a
place.
Mr. jones yeah, it's cool. it's cool. did you order
Broad no, baby. I was on you...baby?
Mr. jones what's happenin'?
Broad that guy's been staring at me since sat down.
Mr. jones dude?
Broad you know
Mr. what dude?
that guy over there.
Mr. over where? aw, sh*t.
baby, what's wrong?
Mr. damn, don't worry about it! just...damn. just...just be cool, just be
Cool.
Broad baby, walkin' over here now.
Mr. oh, sh*t.
Broad baby, he's...baby goin' in his jacket.
message for mr. jones, m*thaf*cker!
oh, sh*t!
{admist a massive array of gunfire and commotion, screaming, breaking,
Reloading.}
Mr. jones cover head.
Krayzie m*thaf*cker. punk m*thaf*cker! {gunfire ceases}
you! get the f*ck out my way! get the f*ck out my way!
{gunfire} f*ck you! get the out my way. get the f*ck out my way.
A my leg! my leg!