He might be there.
Nice gun.
Detective Rydell, Narcotics.
I already made a statement.
I don't know who the shooter was.
Fucking niggers all look the same.
Yeah. Anzor Yugorsky.
Any relation to Ivan Yugorsky?
My uncle.
The Czar of Brighton Beach.
I've been to his club a couple of times.
Nice joint.
He even sang a few songs.
He sings like a fucking toad.
Well, Sinatra he's not,
but he's a man with a serious reputation.
- He has a lot of enemies.
- Bullshit.
I told you it was just some fucking crackhead.
Yeah. Well, I spoke to the officers on the scene.
There was no sign of forced entry.
But they did find some interesting shit out back.
Six cases of NyQuil,
and it ain't even cold season.
What do you think a search warrant's
gonna turn up?
- Come on. Where?
- It's this way.
Let's go. Come on.
Come on.
Go, go, go.
This way.
Be cool. And let me do all the talking.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
- Help you?
- Yeah.
How much you got?
Oh, I got a lot.
Yes.
Oleg, it's Nicky. Are you in there?
- This the spot?
- Mm.
Hey, where's the stash?
Last stall, motherfucker.
Find the stash. Find it.
Go on. Find it.
Find it!
We're gonna search this entire park.
He might still be around.
What the fuck do you think you're doin',
white boy?
All right, drop it, or I'll fucking waste the midget.
Come on!
Go ahead. He's just a tag-along.
Plug 'em, Dell. Fuck it, man! Fuck 'em up.
All right, stay right by me.
Right here. Against the wall.
Don't you move. Stay right there.
I didn't do nothing, Officer. I just came to...
Put your fucking head
against the fucking stall.
Put your fucking head there!
Oleg.
I told you to stay outside.
- Did you find him?
- Get the fuck outside! Get out of here!
I'm talking to you! What did you see?
Find a gun? You find a silver gun?
Did you find a fucking silver gun?
I-I-I got no gun.
You wanna study for the GED? Here.
Look what you done to my fucking ride, bitch.
Jesus, please, baby. Please.
I've only been taking one class.
One class two hours a week.
I still got time to be pulling tricks.
Three Gs I fronted you
for these fucking airbags.
And what do I get in return?
- Fucking night school?
- I'll quit!
I'm super proud of you
for showing some initiative.
Maybe I'll even come to your graduation.
But first you're gonna give me back
my fucking property.
You learn how to use that
watching Sesame Street?
You ain't even holding it right.
What's the matter, kid? You got the shakes?
Whoops.
Now I'm gonna put a smile on your face, boy.
Cheek to cheek.
You're gonna be the happiest little brat
in school.
Say cheese.
Who's laughing now, you fucking grey meat
limp-dick motherfucker?
Mac Daddy!
Who's mackin' now, bitch?
Puсneta!
You got some cojones, kid.
Let me see your fingers, son.
Is this... Hey! Is this your son?
I'm taking care of him tonight, OK?
Unless you have the number of his doctor
and I can get a prescription over the phone,
you'll have to take him to Emergency.
- If you want me to call you a cab...
- I don't need no fucking cab!
I need some spray shit for him!
That spray shit is a controlled substance,
ma'am, so what can I tell you?
- Keep the change.
- I can't... This is stupid. I can't do this.
Listen, why don't we go in the back
and talk about it, OK?
- Look, lady...
- I'll take care of you.
- There's nothing I can do, lady.
- There's nothing you can do?
- Take him to Emergency.
- OK.
OK.
Nothing you can fucking do?
Get what he needs. Now.
- It's Beclovent.
- Yeah, I know.
Beclovent, bitch!
Come on, let's just go back.
No.
If he turns up, your mom's gonna call.
Tee.
Sal.
Yeah.
- Do girls really get naked in there?
- You'll find out when you're 21.
I've seen Mom naked. It's no big deal.
Trust me on this one. It's always a big deal.
Stay here.
What?
It's taken care of.
Oh. It's taken care of. Lucky us.
Guys sit down. Have a seat.
Don't be shy.
They make a