Eddie:
I told you, less face and less groin, yet you keep going there.
Troy:
And I tell you, I'll do what I want to do.
Eddie:
Well, you see this? [points to his gun, then became serious] You're gonna do less face and less groin, and you're gonna do it now.
Troy:
[serious] I'll do as much face and as much groin as I want to. [kisses his gun]
Eddie:
Dizzay, give me my gun.
[Dizzay takes Eddie's gun]
Dizzay:
[serious] You don't tell me what to f***ing do, Eddie.
Troy:
Yeah. You tell 'em, Dizzay.
Dizzay:
[points the gun at Troy] And you don't tell me what to do, either.
Troy:
YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!
Dizzay:
DON'T PUT YOUR GUN AT ME.
Troy:
DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!
Eddie:
PUT THE GUN IN MY HAND AND LET ME POINT IT AT TROY.
Troy:
[to Dizzay] Would you just give him his gun? He has a right to protect himself.
