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Mike:
We'ze out bombing, Flip's blowing up the spot on some next level type of sh*t. This big ass piece. I'm over at the other wall, taking this never-ending- fountain piss right? I hear someone sneaking up on us. BOOM, this cop turns his flash light on. Instinct, I turn and run, piss all over my motherf***in' leg yo. What's Flip do? This nigga hit the cop with the paint bottle, right in his motherf***in' head. Blaw! That was da sh*t. Wasn't that da sh*t?

Flip:
F***. Yes Mike. It was 'da' sh*t. Shut 'da' f*** up for a minute!

Mike:
Ya wanna f*** dat fool up?

Dap:
Mannnn, you ain't f***in' up sh*t.

Flip:
Change? Moving to Mexico is more than a change, it's a new life.

Nacho:
I'm going to give you some advice, save both of us a lot of grief. Stop seeing Marina.

Flip:
What? Why should I?

Nacho:
Cause I said so fool. She's my girl now.

Flip:
Go f*** yourself man. Get out my face...

Flip:
I'm sick of graff, the whole scene. Niggas took the art from is and mide is about what? Guns, gangstas, trash. I don't want to be trash anymore, know what I'm sayin'? Look at this painting, the detail. Skills. The girl, she looks real. I couldn't do this if I spent the rest of my life trying to copy it.

Dap:
You don't need to copy it. You have the skills you just need know how to use them. You need some inspiration.

Flip:
You ever think about leaving LA?

Dap:
[as he kicks trash on the street] LA's the center of the universe. Why would I want to leave?

Flip:
There's got to be more to life than this man. My cousin lives on a farm in Alabama. Milking cows and shoveling sh*t. I wonder what that's like.

Dap:
[Laughs] man, you haven't seen a tit in your lifetime, how the hell are you supposed to get milk out of one?

Flip:
Very funny motherf***er. My point is that thins would be simple, ya know, easier...

Dap:
Simple doesn't mean it would be easier. You would be bored. After one day you would be out tagging barns and sh*t. Pissing off country bumkin police officers.

Dap:
[in a country voice] Confound it Norman! I can't figure out how all these dangum cows got spray paint all over them. When I find that n*gger, I'm going string him up in the willow tree over there. SHHHHHOOOOOT!

Marina Hipwell:
I completely forgot to tell you, guess what?

Flip:
What?

Marina Hipwell:
Chicken butt. No seriously, guess what?

Flip:
Chicken slut?

Marina Hipwell:
This morning I tried to remember what my mom looked like. It was so long go, it's like I can't get to that part of my brain to see her.

Flip:
I don't know. I try not to think about my parents. It makes me...

Robert Hipwell:
What's that sh*t say? What set is that?

Flip:
You're kidding me right?

Robert Hipwell:
Does it look like I'm kidding you?

Flip:
It says Marina.