I'm telling you
to get out!
I wish I could take that back.
I didn't mean to say it.
I'm sorry I yelled.
What I wanted
to say was just
that maybe we could
all sit down like adults
and just sit down and talk.
Look, I'm very sorry.
I'm sorry for yelling.
Fine.
See what we're into now?
We're yelling.
Fine. Sit down.
Let's sit down
like adults, right?
Now?
Fine.
You're nothing but a goddamn
lazy no-good fool!
And you're nothing
but a two-timing bitch!
You're nothing but trouble!
I hope they hang your ass!
Good! Because that's just
what they're gonna do!
Well, doesn't that
feel better now? Huh?
Let's get out of here!
Come on!
Break out!
Running and hiding
from the police!
Come all the way
over here to see you.
Only reason we came over
anyway was to say goodbye.
That's why you came over?
To say goodbye?
You mean in the midst
of all that trouble
you came over to see me?
That's right. That's okay,
'cause I'm ready
to face the heat.
Now, I know the police out
there with their machine guns
and helicopters.
We gonna get blown away,
but that's all right, too,
'cause we ready to die!
No, we're not.
At least I got a chance
to behold my baby's face
one last time.
Listen to this here.
Muhammed, don't go.
Say "please. "
Please.
Please.
Baby, I love the way
you say, "Please. "
That was a great "please. "
So good to Muhammed.
Did my big Muhammed miss me?
Baby, Muhammed missed you.
How much did he miss me?
I missed the smell
of your hair,
the taste of your neck.
Don't waste it.
Oh!
Oh, no. Hey, man,
you got to go!
Why?
Now.
Don't! Oh, come on.
Bye.
I won't.
Thank you.
Let's jump to it, baby.
About how long?
Not long. Get out of here!
Oh, baby! Oh, baby!
Yes. Good.
Oh, God!
It's been so long.
Oh, I missed you.
I missed you so much.
There you are,
right there. Good.
Oh, Muhammed, you thrill me!
Oh, you thrill me!
So good. So good.
Can I give you a hand there?
Yeah, would you?
Yeah, sure.
Would you hold this
while I open my door?
No problem.
Yes, yes, yes.
That's it!
Thanks.
Yeah, sure.
Push, push, push, push,
push, push! Oh, baby!
You're the king!
You're the king!
Muhammed! Muhammed?
Oh, my God!
What's wrong?
He's dead!
What?
He's dead! Oh, my God,
he's dead!
He's what?
Dead.
Chick? Yeah, it's me, John.
Look, I'm in a little bit
of trouble here.
I wonder if you could
come down and move real
quickly and get down here?
Yeah. I'm at...
Okay, boys, last call.
Yeah.
I'll have another draft,
please, and another
screwdriver for my friend.
What's the matter
with your friend?
Just... Just still meditating.
He looks drunk
as a skunk to me.
Yeah.
I just hope that rigor mortis
doesn't set in.
Whoa! Hey,
Muhammed Jerome Willy.
My man. What's up?
What's happening, blood?
Hey, man, that's me.
Wallace Jefferson,
you remember me?
P.S. 303?
Draft beer for you
and a screwdriver
for Mr. Personality.
Thanks.
Oh, man.
Hey, man, you remember
Maurice Walker, the car thief?
He's dead.
Yeah, his old lady threw him
down an elevator shaft.
That must have happened...
That must have been three,
four years ago, man.
I got me a new ride.
I'm talking about
cocoa brown, drop-top...
The guy next to me is dead!
He's dead?
Who's the other guy?
I don't know.
Did you bring it?
Yeah, I got it here.
Just cut,
just cut these off.
Well, so how have you been,
Muhammed? You was always
the loose cat.
Always the laugh of the party.
Really?
You know, that's,
that's what he was saying.
Oh, yeah.
They always depend
on Muhammed.
Really?
This is my main man.
You in good company, Jack.
We were just talking
about you.
Yeah, he done
mellowed out a lot, man.
That's good, brother,
that's good.
Same thing with me, too.
Are you still
with Francine? Huh?
You know, I've been meaning
to talk to you about that.
I mean, that's a heck
of a woman you got there.
Personally, I never thought
you had the energy for her.