The Last Days of Frank Whyte2009

Frank Whyte:
Where you bouncing to, dog?

Boogie:
I can't tell you that, man, but I'll call you later and I'll tell you then, all right?

Frank Whyte:
A'ight, you know what? Fine, man. Go do whatever it is you gotta f***ing do. I don't care. You know what? I don't give a f*** anymore. Whatever. Go.

Boogie:
Hey, don't pull that sh*t on me!

Frank Whyte:
What the f***, man? You the one who always, like, "Yo! I'm... Oh, I'm out, I'm out," or f***ing acting all "clandestEEne" and sh*t.

Boogie:
Would you listen to yourself? You can't even f***ing pronounce the word correctly. It's not "clandestEEne," it's "clandestYne"