Jackie Brown1997

Ordell:
Look at you and your free ass. Come here, boy, gimme a motherfuckin' hug.

Beaumont:
Good lookin' out, man. I don't know what to say. Thank you, thank you...

Ordell:
Uh-huh. Who was there for your ass?

Beaumont:
You were there for my ass.

Ordell:
Who?

Beaumont:
You.

Ordell:
Who?

Beaumont:
You!

Ordell:
Whooo?

Beaumont:
You nigga, damn!

Ordell:
You goddamn right. That's how that sh*t works: you get your ass in trouble, I get your ass out. That's my motherfuckin' job. And I don't mind telling you, nigga, it's steady work.

Beaumont:
I'm still scared as a motherf***er, O.D. They talking like they serious as hell giving me time for that machine gun sh*t.

Ordell:
Aw, come on, man, they just trying to put a fright in your ass.

Beaumont:
Well, if that's what they doin', they done did it.

Ordell:
How old is that machine gun sh*t?

Beaumont:
About three years...

Ordell:
Three years? That's a old crime, man! They ain't got enough room for all the niggas running around killing people today, now how are they gonna find room for you?