Damn. Um. Naw Naw I went undercover. And it uh required the taking off of the ring that's all for a second. But I got the ring, look I just put my hand in my pocket 'cos that's where it was and it's right back on baby. [sighs] Damn. Can I get a pillow?
He doesn't talk that way. Try to talk like him, like him! Try to talk sexy. Sexy, you don't talk sexy enough!
You better do something quick, 'cause we're running out of road.
Who picked this dumb-ass road?! All the goddamn road in Miami, you run out of it!
Yes, I'm here to kill my husband, Marcus Burnett.
Look man, I ain't getting my sex at home, Okay? Don't deny me this.
What are you talking about, man? You sleep with a beautiful woman everyday.
I'm married. That's what married means. It means you sleep together, but you can't get none.
Oh-oh. Don't kiss me, Mike. I don't know where your lips were last night. Move.
Hey-hey. Don't you go telling my boys none of your sleazy sex stories.
Why are you doing this to me, man? I'm with my babies. Okay? Thank you.
Watching the place was my first gig.
I'll scratch anything you want me to you blue-eyed bitch!
Badges? Do you want badges, mother bitch?! I give you badges! 99 cents each. [throws some badges at Mike] I sell you some.