Precious2009/II

Mary:
Precious! PRECIOUS! PRECIOUS! Get down here, b*tch! You brought that white b*tch up in my house? You wrong to bring that b*tch up in here!

Clareece 'Precious' Jones:
I ain't bring her in here.

Mary:
Well, why the f*** did she ring my buzzer? I can't here you, Precious. Since you got so much mothaf***in' mouth and you gon' bring a b*tch up in my house... why did that b*tch ring my goddamn buzzer?

Clareece 'Precious' Jones:
I ain't tell her to come here!

Mary:
See, I think right now you think you becomin' a grown woman. 'Cause that sh*t you pulled in the kitchen... I shoulda f***ed you up. But I let you walk away. And I let you get yourself together. But, b*tch, I'mma let you know, don't you ever pull that sh*t again. That'll be your last mothaf***in' day stayin here. I promise you that. You gon' send a white b*tch to my mothaf***in' buzzer? Talkin' 'bout some higher education? You're a dummy, b*tch! You will never know sh*t! Don't nobody want you, don't nobody need you! You done f***ed around and f***ed my mothaf***in' man? And had two mothaf***in' children? And one of 'ems a goddamn animal, runnin' 'round lookin' crazy as a mothaf***a? B*tch, you know what? See, I think you... I think you tryin' me. I think you tryin' to f*** with me. You f***in' with my money... and you gon' stand up there and look at me like you a mothaf***in' woman? I'mma show you what real women do, b*tch. See, you don't know what real mothaf***in' women do. Real mothaf***in' women sacrafice! I shoulda aborter your mothaf***in' ass! 'Cause you ain't sh*t! I knew it when the doctor put you in my goddamn hand you wasn't a goddamn thing! You wear that smirk on your face, b*tch? Get outta...! [throws object at Precious] Now smile about that! Smile about that, you fat bi - [Precious kicks a shoe at Mary] I'mma kill you, b*tch! [Mary chases Precious up the stairs] F***!