gets around, you know how it is.
So to combat this, anytime he
even heard anybody talk about it, -
- he'd use this fuckin' hammer on them.
"Ballpeen" kind of stuck.
And Jimmy?
Over the years, this kind
of shit gets out of control.
So one day, Ballpeen,
shows up late for a meeting -
- and Jimmy made the mistake
of asking if he'd been jerking off.
Next thing you know,
Jimmy's got a broken arm.
Goddamn.
Fast-forward to Ballpeen's.
Just another drug deal -
- in "La-La Land."
- Motherfuckers team make it out here?
Want to get this over with.
Shit makes me nervous.
What the fuck
is up with this shit?
You must have some pretty
bad fuckin' karma...
- feel the need
for that kind of artillery.
Don't worry, babe.
It's cool.
- Casey...
- Whoa, whoa. Hey, man!
Fuck you! You in my
motherfuckin' house!
Now, come on,
big black man.
You know I wouldn't bring no niggas
up in here unless they was cool.
Let that bad motherfucker in.
- How's that arm, nigga?
- It's all right.
- It's still here.
- You a bad motherfucker?
I just don't let people run their hands
all over me. It shows a lack of trust.
- May I sit down?
- Are you here to sit?
You tell me.
Sit down.
- Shit looks good.
- Your turn.
Why don't you show us
the money now?
Why don't you, uh. let me
choose the next kilo to test?
Help yourself.
Derrick.
Count 'em, Jimmy.
Some more, square?
Since we're all good friends here,
I got a question for you.
Ask away.
It's all here, Case.
I heard about
this big, bad motherfucker.
He's got this habit
of hitting niggers with his hammer.
I've heard the reason
why he uses it -
- and I can sympathize.
But, uh...
there's this one thing...
- that I just... I can't
get it out of my head.
- Go on.
- Well...
I heard about how most niggers got
these really big dicks, you know.
I mean...
just salami-sized cocks.
Well...
Now, I've had many
a different blow job, -
- by any number of different bitches.
So, I know how much room
even my white-boy dick -
- takes up in a bitch's mouth, right.
My question...
- is how the hell this little bitch, -
- got this big, nigger dick in her mouth...
- chomped it off all in one bite?
She could have gnawed
on it for a while, but -
- I don't think there's a
motherfucker in here let that happen.
- Yo, we got a problem here.
- So, the only thing I can think of...
- is that this big,
bad ass-kickin' nigger -
- had this little "itty-bitty dick" -
- wouldn't have done
him no good, anyway.
What do you think?
Am I close?
I said, we got a
motherfuckin' problem here!
What you doing, man?
I'm fuckin' dead.
- Fuckin' dead.
- Why didn't you use a silencer, Casey?
Get the fuckin' money, Jimmy.
I'm fuckin' dead.
I'm fuckin' dead, man.
Why didn't you use
a silencer, Casey?
You want to go door-to-door...
tell everybody my fuckin' name?
- Oh! I'm fuckin', fuckin' dead.
- Fuckin' forgot 'em.
Good luck, man. I don't know
what the fuck is wrong with you.
We got 45 seconds.
Let's go.
You still here?
- What are you doing?
- I'm leaving.
I've heard quite
enough for one day.
What-what?
What did you tell him?
- I don't even know this bitch.
- Well, she certainly seems to know you.
Thank you very much.
It's been a pleasure to meet you.
Could have made
a very bad mistake.
Dr. Jarvis. Now, I-I...
- Doctor!
- We'll be in touch, Mr. Wells.
No, now, there's been some kind
of a mistake, Dr. Jarvis.
Dr. Jarvis!
- I'm fucked.
- Yes... you are.
Well, Case, it's just you and I.
What do you think?
My wife's going to have my ass
when she finds out I let some -
- dyke in a pink rubber dress
blow off her chances -
- for Happy Meals and diaper wipes.
It's red, asshole.
- Where is it?
- I'll tell you, if you answer one question.
Sure. Shoot.
Are you on the rag?
Because you look like
one of those women who are...
- explosive under stressful
situations, and...
Being married, you should fucking
know how much women