You don't have a choice. Just leave Frank Lucas alone.
Frank Lucas?
Yeah.
You tell Marie I had to leave. I'm sorry.
Tell her why.
Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Talk! Talk! Don't shoot!
Are you Richie Roberts? Yes, so what?
You've been served. I'm sorry.
All right.
Laurie.
Look, I'm sorry I never gave you the kind of life you wanted, all right.
I'm sorry it was never enough.
Don't punish me for being honest.
Don't take my boy away.
What are you saying? That because you were honest
and you didn't take money like every other cop, I left you?
No, you don't take money for one reason.
To buy being dishonest about everything else.
And that's worse than taking money nobody gives a shit about.
Drug money, gambling money nobody's gonna miss.
You know, I'd rather you took it and been honest with me.
Or don't take it. I don't care. But then don't go cheat on me.
Don't cheat on your kid by never being around. Don't go out and get laid
by your snitches and your secretaries and strippers!
I can tell by just looking, she's one of them.
You...
You think you're going to heaven because you're honest, but you're not.
You're going to the same hell as the crooked cops you can't stand.
All rise.
Please be seated.
Miss Dickerson,
before the court renders its opinion,
is there anything else you'd like to be heard on?
Yes, Your Honor.
Your Honor, a lot has been said here today about how unsavory
Mr. Roberts' environment is for a child. How dangerous it is.
We tell him to protect us. We give him that responsibility,
but then say, "Oh, we don't trust you to raise a child.
"We don't think you're fit for that. "
I'm not.
You're right.
Being around me is no place for a kid.
You take him to Vegas. I'll come see him when I can.
Your Honor, I want to apologize for wasting the court's time.
Doc.
I see them.
There he is.
The fuck is this guy doing?
Hey! Champagne.
Merry Christmas, Detectives. For us?
Yeah. Enjoy that.
You fellas have a good time. Mmm-hmm.
It's Cristal.
South Vietnamese troops called in air strikes
on Communist positions inside the city.
Paying off Johnny Law, that's one thing.
There ain't no problem with that.
I've been paying off the police since I was 10 years old.
Put more of their kids through college than the National Merit Award.
Give me one of them round one... Yeah.
This is different, though. These...
Special Investigative Unit. That's their problem. They think they're special.
Fucking crooks. No code of ethics.
What do you think?
Looks great. It's beautiful.
Good.
The police, that ain't the only somebody I'm worried about.
I seeing cars where I ain't never seen them before, people I don't know.
Yeah, me, too.
Ho, ho, ho.
Merry Christmas, Charlie.
Thank you.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Here, take this.
A quick toast, and then I'll be off.
What happened here was an accident of war.
Somebody made a mistake.
Bumpy ain't hardly ever go out no more.
After a certain point he stayed in the house.
Watch TV.
Play chess. Read the newspaper.
I though he was just trying to lead the quiet life,
but no, he couldn't go nowhere.
Not without something happening.
Frankie...
We can still go out.
With who? Where?
Well, with...
But I know he's under surveillance.
Ain't gonna be no Christmas time
with my family being here no more.
Why don't you just pay who you have to pay?
I do pay them. I pay thousands and millions
to dope dealers, crooks, cops.
I pay everybody.
I pay more than they should get.
I can't satisfy nobody!
It's like dope! Everybody's strung out!
The more you give 'em, the more they want.
They expect more.
Give more and they want more.
Do you want to go out?
All right, baby. Put something of what you got.
Should I? Yeah.
That's Christmas spirit.
That's what I'm talking about. Feliz Navidad.
Something nice? Mmm-hmm.
We're going to have a great time.
That's right, chica.
Mr. Lucas. Enjoy your evening.
It's all clear.
Nicky!
Who is that? There's your boy, Nicky. See him?
Know what I'm saying?
Yeah, I see him. Let's keep going.
Around back?
Hell, no. I ain't sneaking into my own club.
Incredible. Huh?
Come on.
Hold on. Hold on.
What?
I want to wait in the car.
Frank, I got it. I got it. I'll wait for it. I got it.
Get that yellow sauce. Yellow sauce.
And the chicken. The Kung Pao chicken.
Can you turn the heater on?
Shit. I'm gonna go get the keys.
Doc, give me the keys. Here you go.
Doc!
Get out of the car.
You okay? Yeah.
Shit.
Come on.
Come on, baby. You all right?
Let's go.
Was it Nicky?
We'll go right now and fucking kill him whether it was him or not,
you say the word, Frankie.
We got to do something, Frank.
We can't just sit here.
We're leaving.
All right, everybody get out. You all right, man?
Go on home. It's Christmas time. Go and be with your families.
I'm all right.
Go on. Go ahead. Be with your kids.
Go ahead.
Where are we gonna go, huh?
We're gonna go to Spain, somewhere? China?
Huh? Come on, sit down. Tell me where you want to go.
Frank, we can go anywhere we want.
No, we can't. We can live anywhere, Frank.
Where? And do what? Run? Hide?
Frank Lucas don't run from nobody, baby.
We ain't going nowhere. We're gonna stay right here.
This is my home.
This is where my business is, my wife, my mother, my family.
My country. I ain't going nowhere.
I ain't running from nobody!
This is America.
And you ain't going nowhere, either!
Huh?
A ceasefire, internationally supervised, will begin
at 7:00 p. m. this Saturday, January 27th, Washington time.
I'll call you back.
Hey! What are you doing?
Richie.
Wow.
So, what I hear it was the Corsican mob took a shot at Frank.
You know, French Connection, Fernando Rey,
the exporters that Frank has put out of business.
Look, I can take care of him in New York.
I just don't want to have to worry that every time
he drives across the bridge to Jersey,
someone's gonna take another shot at him.
Richie, you and I gotta start working together.
We need to step up our efforts.
Next time, their aim could be better.
We need to keep this cash cow alive.
What the fuck are you doing here?
Whoa!
Were you actually gonna arrest Frank Lucas? What's the matter with you?
What, you don't know? No.
Everybody in New Jersey's crazy. Oh.
You know what we do here? Cops arrest bad guys.
Before you get on that bridge again,
you should call me first, just make sure it's safe.
"I'm more enlightened than some of my friends. I can guarantee you peace of mind. "
That's what you told me, Dominic.
"I can guarantee you peace of mind!"
I don't feel so peaceful!
Huh?
They tried to kill my wife!
Who was that? Huh?
Maybe it was one of your peoples.
I don't know yet. No. You don't know?
You don't know.
I'll tell you what I know. Maybe I should just put 500 guns
out there on the street and just start shooting up some people,
just to make a point.
Frank, it was a junkie. It was a rival. Some dumb-ass kid
trying to make a name for himself. Somebody you forgot to pay off.
Someone you slighted without even realizing it.
Could be someone you put out of business from being so successful. Look at you.
Success, it's got enemies, Frank. Lots of enemies.
So your success took a shot at you. What are you gonna do now?
How you gonna kill it? You're gonna become unsuccessful?
Frank, we can be successful and have enemies, right?
Or we can be unsuccessful, too, you know, we can have friends.
That's the choice we make.
The final evacuation of military and diplomatic personnel
continued throughout the night, as North Vietnamese troops marched on Saigon.
The imminent fall of the city has brought chaos and a growing sense of desperation.
international.
One moment, please.
Yeah, Nate.
Hey, Frank. What's up, baby?
What's going on over there?
It's all over.
Yeah, I'm watching the news. What the hell's going on?
The game's over, Frank.
Huh? It's done.
Everybody going home, baby. Give peace a chance.
Well, look, I'm not... Listen to me.
I want two...
I want 2,000 keys in the air.
It's impossible, Frank. All our resources are going home. It's over.
I'll tell you what. I'm on my way over there.
Right now? Oh, come... Yeah.
You stole my shit?
Spearman, wake the fuck up, man. What?
Where's my shit, Darlynn?
Don't hurt me, Jimmy!
Jesus! What the... Police! Police!
Drop the gun, Jimmy! Drop the gun!
Let me see your hands! Jimmy, drop the fucking gun!
I'm not playing with you, Jimmy! I'll blast your fucking head off!
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
I got your gun and I got your prints.
You know what you got? You got attempted murder.
Fifteen fucking years!
Attempted murder is the same as Murder One, that's a grand jury.
Now, a grand jury could come back favorably.
It could be reduced to manslaughter.
All right? Maybe even self-defense.
It all just depends on how we wanna deal with you.
See where this is fucking going, Jimmy?
Let's say you beat it. What you think your cousin Frank is gonna think?
Right, he is gonna know, at some point in time,
we sat you down, and we talked to you like this.
And then you go to court and you beat attempted murder?
What's he gonna think? Is he stupid? Is your cousin Frank stupid?
Answer him!
No. He's going to assume that you talked.
But right now, Frank doesn't know.
You want Frank to read about this in the papers?
Or do you just want to walk out of here?
No bail, no trial, no jail, just walk out of here today.
Your choice.
Opium plants are hard enough to outlive any war.
They'll still be here long after the troops have gone.
What are you going to do for transportation when the last US plane goes home?
I'll figure something out.
You will see me again, that's for sure.
It is not in my best interest to say this, Frank,
but quitting while you're ahead
is not the same as quitting.
Only the lonely
Know this feeling ain't right
There goes my baby
There goes my heart
They're gone forever
So far apart
But only the lonely
Know why
Yeah. Hey.
Go get him.
Whatever you want to do, baby. One second.
It's Frank. Yeah.
Newark.
Short term,
parking lot three.
Short term, lot three.
That's the Mustang we talking about, right? Okay, right. What's the plate number?
K- A... K- A...
760. 76.
Zero. All right.
There's no short term lot three at Newark.
They got letters. A-B-C-D. I know.
Maybe he means a time. 3:00?
This isn't no Jersey license plate, nor New York, for that matter.
K- A-7-6-0? Yup.
Kilo Alpha?
A plane tail number?
Kilo Alpha 760.
You check commercial planes. You guys check private planes.
Everything, from a little fucking Cessna to the biggest fucking whatever jet.
All right?
I'll check military planes. Where you going, Jimmy?
You're not going anywhere. Sit... Sit down.
Captain? Yeah?
Richie Roberts. Essex County. I know you're expecting us.
Here's our warrant. We're looking on the plane.
Wait! Wait!
Scotty, stop all these soldiers! Check their bags. Every one of them.
No-knock warrant.
All right. Start upstairs. Where are they going?
Step in, sweetie.
Ma'am, please sit down.
What is this?
Whoa, whoa, whoa! All this stops! Hey. Hey. Hey.
Nothing leaves this area, all right? Just slow down with this.
All right. Stop these trucks. Hold on, hold on.
Everything off the walls! Just pull it all down.
Damn thing's a monster, Rich.
What is this?
Nothing leaves this area till we've checked it.
All right, Captain. Nothing.
We got to take the plane down, we got to look in the trucks.
Every man here gets searched.
Read the warrant, sir.
Your husband's illustrious career is over.
The Feds are gonna come in, gonna take everything.
And then they're gonna take it all. But not before I get my gratuity.
So where's the money?
What are you talking about? What money?
What am I talking about? What money?
The getaway money that Frank and every other gangster keeps in his house.
If you leave now, there's a chance Frank might not kill you.
Shut up! Sit down!
Sit down!
Defense today announced the planned evacuation
of all remaining US combat forces from Vietnam,
news that comes too late for some,
as here, on a solemn tarmac at Dover Air Force Base.
This C-130, loaded down with its sorrowful cargo,
a cargo of America's bravest and best, en route to their final resting places.
You guys. Take this coffin down.
Open it. I'm not doing that.
Great fucking dog, huh?
You stop this, right now.
My warrant gives me permission to examine this plane,
the plane and its cargo.
Well, you don't have my permission.
I don't need it, Captain.
Easy! Easy, boy. Come on. Hey!
Frank, move out of the way.
Damn.
That's enough!
Stay with these coffins. Do not let them out of your sight.
Got it. Okay.
Hey. Help me out with this.
That was a military transport plane.
If there was heroin was onboard,
then someone in the military would have to be involved.
Which means that even as it fights a war that's claimed
50,000 American lives, the military is smuggling narcotics.
That is how this event today will be interpreted.
That someone employed by this office
believes that the United States Army is in the drug trafficking business
and is trying to prove it by desecrating the remains of young men
who have given their lives in the defense of democracy!
There is dope on that plane. Shut the fuck up!
Is it any wonder, then, because of your actions,
the entire federal narcotics program is now in jeopardy
of being dismantled as completely and enthusiastically
as that fucking transport plane?
That is what you've accomplished, Mr. Roberts, single-handedly.
I had good information.
That the target of my investigation was bringing dope in on that plane.
And that target is? Frank Lucas.
Who? His name's Frank Lucas.
Who is Frank Lucas? Who does he work for? Which family?
He's not Italian. He's black.
Is that supposed to be some kind of a joke?
You're this close to the end of your career in law enforcement
and you're making fucking jokes?
My investigation indicates
that Frank Lucas is above the Mafia in the dope business.
My investigations also indicate
that Frank Lucas buys direct from a source in Southeast Asia.
He cuts out the middlemen and uses US military planes
and personnel to transport pure #4 heroin into the United States
and he's been doing so on a regular basis since 1969.
I have cases against every member of Frank's organization.
Frank's organization?
No fucking nigger has ever accomplished what the American Mafia hasn't in 100 years!
And you would know that how? Why? 'Cause your head is stuck up your fucking ass?
Hey, Lou, do me a favor. Will you get this fucking kike out of here?
Kike? Kike?
Richie, no.
Hey, Richie!
Make it stick.
Spearman's with the coffins. They're about a quarter mile away.
Doctor.
What?
Fucking Trupo came by the house, man. It's bad.
Frankie, I need to speak with you a minute. Please?
I got to go, Ma. No, sit down just a minute.
Would you please come back a little later?
Thank you.
Ma, I got to go. All right? Just a few words.
Listen to me. I got...
Please, sit down. Just a few words.
I've been thinking about some things.
If you'd been a preacher, your brothers would have been preachers.
Right.
If you'd been a soldier, they'd be soldiers. You know that.
They came here because of you. You called and they came running.
Right.
That's because they look up to you.
They always expect you to know what's best.
But even they know
you don't shoot cops.
Even I know that.
Eva knows it. All right, Ma.
The only one who doesn't seem to know is you!
All right, Ma. I got to go. I promise you, I ain't gonna shoot nobody.
I never asked you where all this came from because I didn't want to hear you lie.
I didn't want you to worry about it. Now, come on, I got to go.
Don't lie to me!
Don't do that.
Do you want to make things so bad
for your family that they'll leave you? Because they will.
They'll understand.
She will leave you.
All right, Mama.
I will leave you!
Got coffins on the move, Richie.
We want the transport coffins, not the ceremonial ones.
Who are these guys?
What does it say?
Bayonne Custodial Services?
Bayonne Cleaning Services?
Bayonne? What the fuck is that?
Give me the camera, Al.
Bingo.
Holy shit. That's the baseball kid.
Oh, yeah. That's Stevie Lucas.
So what you want to do, Richie? Follow the trucks?
No. No. I wanna stay here with the Lucas kid.
We'll follow that van.
You guys better eat up. We're gonna have a long night.
Come on, more precious than gold, man.
This is more precious than gold.
We got a couple more. Let's go. Stack that up.
Take it. Take it.
Give me a second, man, give me a second.
Hey. Yo. We got four caskets left, man. Let's make some fucking money in here.
What are they loading in there?
What the fuck are they loading in there?
That's the dope.
That's got to be the dope! It's got to be.
Let's go.
Let's move.
Lou, it's Richie.
We got everybody in place. Everybody.
Are you sure this is it?
I'm positive, man. Okay?
All right, they're cutting and bagging
in the South Tower of the Stephen Crane Projects right now.
Are you sure this is it? You're positive?
I'm positive, Lou. I'm positive. Okay?
Everything is ready to go. All the guys are ready to go.
Just push the button, give me the warrant, okay?
Okay. You got it.
You all right?
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all
The works thy hand hath made
I see the stars
I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout
The universe displayed
Got the warrant. All right.
Let's go!
Move!
Hi, ma'am. What's your name? What's going on here?
Get down! Get down, motherfucker!
Go. Okay. Let's go, Al!
Move it, come on.
Come on, move it. Move it!
All set.
Roger.
Get ready.
There you go! All right.
Come on.
At target.
Spearman, stand by.
I got civilians on the target floor.
What? Oh...
Come on, there you go.
Hey, Tim.
Girl, why don't you get some clothes on?
Let's go.
You think you bad, huh?
Hold on. Where you going? Where you going?
Come on!
I'll get it!
Where's Tim?
Quiet, kid!
I got some sandwiches for you boys, man.
But where's Tim?
Shit. Man, Tim always playing around.
Hey, man!
You got some Blue Magic, baby?
Fucking junkie!
Yo, handle that!
I'm sick! Come on! I got money, man!
Come on, man, you know me, baby!
Come on! Come on, I need that Blue Magic, man.
It's me, Boogaloo, baby.
Hey, man, you know I got your god damn money. Come on, man.
And one, two, three! Fucking junkie.
Police! Police!
Drop it! Get out, get out!
Drop the gun! Don't do it!
Drop the gun, drop it! Don't do it.
Scotty!
Police! Everybody down!
You motherfucker!
Police! Nobody move! Look out!
Don't fucking move!
I want to see your hands! All the hands!
Police!
Down! Down! Get down!
Stay the fuck down!
Hey, man, what's going on?
What the hell...
Stay down! Down, motherfucker! Stay down!
Hands! Hands!
Out at home, baby.
Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
Thank you very much. You're welcome.
Y'all wait right here. Wait right here.
That saved a wretch
Like me
I once was lost
But now am found
Mrs. Lucas, please step back inside. Yes, Officer.
Please, Mother Lucas, step inside, please.
Respectfully, ma'am, please step inside. Thank you. Step inside.
Hands up against the wall. Stay back.
Oh, man.
Don't you owe me money? I'll get you some more. Here you go.
Yo, yo! Pigs! Look out!
NYPD! Everybody stand still!
Turner! Go!
Down on the ground, motherfucker!
That Grace appear
The hour
I first believed
...dead servicemen returning from defending our country in Vietnam...
Over there. Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen, at this stage of the proceedings
the counsels are ready for their opening statements.
For the prosecution, Mr. Roberts will proceed
with his opening statement first.
Mr. Roberts, are you ready to proceed?
Yes, Your Honor.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
the state will show and you will hear
that Frank Lucas is the most dangerous man
walking the streets of our city.
All right, y'all, get on out. Let me talk to Mr. Richie alone.
Come on, come on, come on. I pay y'all by the hour, not by the minute.
Thank you.
You ain't wearing a wire, are you?
No.
All right.
I was talking to my lawyers. They said something to me, I can't believe it.
Did you really find a million dollars in the trunk of a car
and then turn it in? Did you do that? Yeah.
You did that for real, huh?
My man. Good for you. Shit.
You know Johnny Law got, though, right?
about it, Mr. Richie.
You know he got it. You turned that money in,
he took it and you ain't get nothing for it. Did you?
Why did you do that?
It was the right thing to do. That's true.
That's a good answer. It was the right thing to do.
The question I have, the question I've been asking myself is,
would you do it again?
I mean, that's a lot of money, that's a long time ago.
Many car payments ago, many child support payments ago.
So I said to myself, the onlyest way to find out is to find out.
Bribery, extortion, murder, racketeering...
Now, you give me an address,
I'll make sure the car's there, I'll make sure that money's in that trunk.
No, thanks.
You sure?
Come on, now, Richie. What do you think, that impresses me?
You think that you're better than them? You ain't no better than them other cops.
In fact, you're the same as them. You are them.
Let me ask you this.
Do you really think that putting me behind bars
is going to change anything on them streets?
Them dope fiends is gonna shoot it,
they're gonna steal for it, they're gonna die for it.
Putting me in or out ain't gonna change one thing.
Then that's the way it is.
That's just the way it is. So what we got, Richie?
We got me and you sitting here.
We got that little snitch-ass driver for my brother.
You got a little bit of powder.
You're going to need more than that, Richie.
I got possession, supply, conspiracy,
bribing a law officer. I got people who'll attest to seeing you kill in cold blood.
I got your offshore bank accounts, your real estate, your businesses,
all bought with money from heroin.
And I got hundreds of parents of dead kids.
Addicts who OD'ed on your product. And that's my story for the jury.
And that's how I make it all stick. "This man murdered thousands of people.
"And he did it from a penthouse, driving a Lincoln. "
Aside from that, you got nothing to worry about.
That's pretty good. But that's why we go to court, isn't it, Richie?
'Cause I got witnesses, too.
I got celebrities. I got sports figures. I got Harlem, Richie.
I took care of Harlem, so Harlem's gonna take care of me. You can believe that.
I got more than that, Frank. What you got?
I've got a line of people wanting to testify against you,
it stretches out the door and around the block.
You damaged a lot of lives, Frank. I got the Mazzano crime family.
Remember those boys? You put them out of business.
I ain't got nothing to do with no Mazzanos.
Mazzanos ain't got nothing to do with me.
They got everything to do with you. What, they...
You know why? Why?
Because apart from the fact that they hate you personally,
they hate what you represent.
I don't represent nothing but Frank Lucas. You sure?
A black businessman like you?
You represent progress.
The kind of progress that's going to see them lose a lot of money.
With you out of the way, everything can return to normal.
My man.
You know what normal is to me, Richie?
I ain't seen normal since I was six years old.
Normal is seeing the police right up to my house
dragging my little 12-year-old cousin out, tying him to a pole,
shoving a shotgun in his mouth so hard they bust his teeth.
Then they bust two shotgun shells in his head and knock his fucking head off.
That's what normal is to me.
I didn't give a fuck about no police then.
I don't give a fuck about no police now. Shit.
You know what, you can do whatever you want to do.
So, it don't mean nothing to me for you to show up tomorrow morning
with your head blown off. Do you understand what I'm saying?
Yeah, Frank. Get in line.
That one stretches around the block, too.
All right.
What do you want to do?
You know what you got to do.
What do you want me to do? Snitch, huh?
I know you don't want me to give up no cops.
What do you want? You want gangsters?
Pick one. Jew gangsters? Mick gangsters? Guineas?
They've been bleeding Harlem dry since they got off the boat, Richie.
I don't give a fuck about no crime figures. You can have them.
I'll take them, too.
You'll take them, too?
No, you didn't. You're talking about police. You want police?
You want your own kind?
They're not my kind.
They're in business with you, Frank. They ain't my kind.
They ain't my kind like the Italians are not yours. All right?
Huh.
What can you promise me, Richie?
I can promise you, you lie about one name,
you'll never get out of prison.
You lie about one dollar, in one offshore account, you'll never get out of prison.
Now you can live life rich in jail for the rest of your born days,
or be poor outside for some of them.
That's what I can promise you.
I want them cops, Richie. That's what I want, I want them cops
that took that money out of my pockets.
Him, too.
All right. Okay.
Hey, Spearman? Spearman.
So these guys are all connected up to Gywnn, all right.
See this guy here, he's in uniform...
Four police officers were arrested today
on charges of taking bribes from drug traffickers.
Well done, Jimmy.
The investigation into police corruption
has swept through New York's drug enforcement ranks
broadened today with the arrest of 19 more officers.
In what is being called this city's largest police corruption scandal,
32 more officers were indicted today in federal court on bribery charges.
These police officers will face stiff prison terms,
say federal prosecutors, if found guilty.
A report by federal investigators into New York's
everwidening police corruption scandal
claims that more than half of the city's officers
assigned to drug enforcement have engaged in some form of corruption.
Allegations of widespread corruption within
the elite narcotics squad SIU
have led to the arrest of more New York City detectives.
Convicted of extortion,
members of New York City's Special Investigations Narcotics Unit
will face sentencing today in federal court.
MacNamara. Vendazzo.
Trupo.
You are special.
It's good work, Frank.
You know...
You don't want a drink or something? Celebrate?
You got any holy water?
Check your property. Sign, please.
Smell better out here?
Frank. There you are.
Caffe latte. Yeah.
Latte?
Oh, shit. Yeah.
You all right?
That's a fancy way of saying coffee with milk.
Yeah. $2.50.
So you been talking to your brothers?
No, no, I ain't talked to them in years.
It's probably best for them.
What the hell am I going to do out here, Richie?
I don't know how I'm gonna live.
Hey, I told ya, I ain't gonna let you starve, all right?
Obviously, you ain't starving.
Bagels and blinches They will catch up with you, you know?
Who's this?
Expensive sneakers. About $100 a pair.
Frederick Douglass Boulevard.
This used to be Eighth Avenue, why do they call it
Frederick Douglass Boulevard now?
This was me Richie, right here.
This was all me.
In my day there were so many niggers out here buying dope
you could've made a Tarzan movie.
You know, one phone call, I'll be right back in business, you know that.
You don't do that, Frank.
These days I keep all my promises.
Why'd you come and get me, huh?
You're a superstar, Frank.
A superstar?
Your evidence alone gave me 150 convictions.
Thought the least we could do is give you a ride home.
Yeah, you sure did that.
You gave me a ride home. Free ride.
Coming to gangsters.
What?
Ain't nothin', man. Ain't nothin', man.
That's life right there. That's life right there.
Even a fool gets to be young once.