Put that out, man. Here come the pastor. For what? He probably smoke bud too. How you doing, Brother Craig? – How you doing?
– I’m all right. Well, I see. By any chance is Sister Jones in? Nope. Neither is Brother Jones,
they both at work. Where your ass need to be, nigger. Excuse me, brother. What we call drugs
at 74th Street Baptist Church… …we call a sinny-sin-sin Well, around here
Between Normandie and Western We call this here
A little twenty-twen-twen’ – Wow…
– Nigger! Give me a little for my cataracts? – You didn’t put in on this, man.
– Better to give than to receive, brother. Look, look, look. She bending over. Good Lord, have mercy. The Lord is my shepherd,
he know what I want. Excuse me brothers. Mrs. Parker? Mrs. Parker.
Can I talk to you for a minute. I told you, the weed be letting you know
evil lurks. Look, Hector almost hit his nasty ass. What’s up, Smokey? Fuck you.